"rthymic" poems
Symphony of love did the orchestra play
harmonius tunes of love today
as we lay entwined in the moment
skin to skin
you played harmoniously
on my love *****
with my ***** of love
you toyed and played
tunes of your delight
with rthymic moves so sweetly
untill the chorus
climaxed in pure harmony
while symphony of love
a pure joy to see
played there music so harmoniously
while we lay together so sensuosly
love,lust and passion
were the beats today
while the orchestra of love
fines tunes its harmonic symphony.
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 5:45 AM UTC
I see the shame in your glory,
I feel your pain as you tell your story,
I read between the lines as you talk,
the broken footsteps in your walk.
Seekin, searching,
for something you know nothin of,
Creeping, stealing,
away for the hopes of love.
And everything is held so tightly
to your chest,
Afraid to let them have
what beats beneath your breast.
For it does not beat
a rthymic tune,
it lost its place
not a minute too soon.
Scared and lost
weary and tired,
of being treated like ****
yet being admired....
Of being loved with expectations
you'll never meet,
yet they lay promises and roses
at your feet.
And your tears no longer
fall to the floor,
You've lost your voice
screaming 'no more, no more',
And you are crossed and loved
and burned and mourned
thinking you are cursed
from the moment you're born.
And you forgot that you are something
not nothing by that you are due
because you are none of these faults
that they found in you.
Yes you will miss the ****
and the love that they accused
but you will not forget the hurt
that they spread and abused.
Just remember when all is gone and you're ready to go
should all be forgotten and misread
that you loved with your heart
and not with your head.
Be proud of who you are
and not what they wanted you to be
life is a lesson
learn, love and be free
Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 5:43 PM UTC