"undoubted" poems
Bony small fingers wrapped round the cup and lifted it to pale dry lips
she took a sip and lowered cup
Sat opposite I looked at a face that was once to me the most
beautiful face ever
Now for the first time in my life I had undoubted confirmation
that beauty does fade
And those that say 'beauty is only skin deep were right all along
I was never in love with her, I liked her, liked her a lot, but right
now I sat broken hearted
Heartbroken because to me God's magnificence has been defaced,
the Divine work of The Most Divine has been destroyed
How could this be, how can this happen
Is evil such a powerful force, powerful enough to obliterate the face
of an Angel.
Yes, I know the prettiest Rose will one day wither and die
Yes I know nothing last for ever in our world
Yes I know we will all grow old and die
Yes I know night turns to daylight
Yes I know we all return to dust
It hurt, it hurt, it hurt, for how can Aphrodite turn into Medussa
within the course of a year
To twist the dagger in me more, it seem as if all the changes were by her deliberate design and welcomed by her
How can one blessed as such decide I want to alter myself and look
the most unattractive I can be
It was as if Lucifer stood there, saying 'you see my power, anything
you consider worthy, proper, Holy or beautiful, I can ******* mess up or destroy'...
Small bony claws put down the cup after the final sip, internally I was in stunned disbelief, how cruel is evil, how can an Angel be
thus disfigured. Where is God, why allow this.
I was never in love with her, I liked her but never had any reason
to think we could be an item. But her beauty always reminded me of God's magnificence and induced praise to God anytime I saw her. Now the hurts burnt so deeply into my soul, that I don't believe in the beauty of humans anymore. I was shallow somewhat
Now I know only Inner Beauty matters and everything happens for a reason
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 6:42 PM UTC
The pale, the cold, and the moony smile
Which the meteor beam of a starless night
Sheds on a lonely and sea-girt isle,
Ere the dawning of morn’s undoubted light,
Is the flame of life so fickle and wan
That flits round our steps till their strength is gone.
O man! hold thee on in courage of soul
Through the stormy shades of thy wordly way,
And the billows of clouds that around thee roll
Shall sleep in the light of a wondrous day,
Where hell and heaven shall leave thee free
To the universe of destiny.
This world is the nurse of all we know,
This world is the mother of all we feel,
And the coming of death is a fearful blow
To a brain unencompass’d by nerves of steel:
When all that we know, or feel, or see,
Shall pass like an unreal mystery.
The secret things of the grave are there,
Where all but this frame must surely be,
Though the fine-wrought eye and the wondrous ear
No longer will live, to hear or to see
All that is great and all that is strange
In the boundless realm of unending change.
Who telleth a tale of unspeaking death?
Who lifteth the veil of what is to come?
Who painteth the shadows that are beneath
The wide-winding caves of the peopled tomb?
Or uniteth the hopes of what shall be
With the fears and the love for that which we see?
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Philosophical epistemology strumming adventures
Albeit, coherent mental decoding stratifications structured
Supposedly our world rests in our minds, revolving knowledge
An entwine of conceptual abstract flowing within oneself
The mind in the “I” the “I” a reality lived in my experiences
George of Leontini, a mine mind approving solipsism exploring innatism
Imaginative insights that nothing exists, the secrets secreting secrets
The knowledge behind the veils that remains un-communicated
A reverse of normality and known existences, moral disposition
Hypothesis of depersonalizations, adventures of self internalization
Justifications for what lies outside the Medulla Oblongata
Skepticism and just alternatives to western philosophy
Subjective unapproved experiences only robust in one’s mind
Descartes abstraction of inner experiences, reciprocated paradigm
Intuitively, perceived lived formulations of "Cogito Ergo Sum"
Psychological conscious undoubted individualistic thoughts
Berkley explored perspectives that physicality is an embodiment of the mind
The mind a decoding visualizer, that encompass the non-existent
An idealism marriage of ‘metaphysical’ and epistemological philosophy
The intense esoteric “dualism” verses the fiery “monism” reality
Mind boggling differentiated truths bleeding with blinking unresolvable hypothesis
The jiggered methodological, streamlining the un -logic sequential beats
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 11:56 AM UTC
It was always just there, undoubted, unmoving.
It was the ground beneath my feet, it was the air in my lungs.
I had no reason to worry that I should be proving
That I was worth waiting around for with the songs that I sung.
Then one day I looked down and the ground moved below me,
I walked right off the edge of the earth into the thin air below.
I had always assumed you and I would be trophies
Hanging around each other’s necks, we were the best thing we had to show.
Then the cold crept in and the trees died in fire,
Each branch was a vibrant torch, flames fighting cold autumn wind.
I still think the cold that Eighteenth Winter inspired
My heart to freeze solid when the truth wouldn’t bend.
See I’ve got shallow friendships tied around both wrists like anchors
They’re all that keeps me from drifting out to even lonelier seas.
One day I’ll work up the courage to thank her
For saving you from my complacency.
Paper butterflies are not enough to save me
For the words forming mobs at the back of my tongue.
I’ve got myself muzzled, forcing myself to behave, see,
Who knows where a thought can go once it’s begun.
Oct 26, 2012
Oct 26, 2012 at 11:28 PM UTC
pictures scare me
they're like portrayals of undoubted fun
you look at them
they have become memories
and you relive them in your head
you laugh at the face you made
or the jokes made from that night
but you realize that moment
will never happen again.
the picture can be taken
just as fast as the fun started
and can be destroyed
just as fast as the memory fades.
in an instant.
before your eyes.
before you realize what happened.
like paper in a flame.
nothing lasts forever.
Mar 30, 2014
Mar 30, 2014 at 11:30 PM UTC
Life was a struggle,
Confusion and misunderstanding,
An unanswered question,
Life was safe,
Cautious and quiet,
An unopened book,
Flowers did not bloom,
They remained withdrawn and hidden,
Rivers never met oceans,
Never explored the sea,
There was fear;
Fear of knowing,
Fear of seeking,
Fear of finding,
It was unexplored,
Left as is,
Unchanging,
Undoubted,
Unquestioned,
But then there came a change,
A question,
A challenge,
A desire for knowledge,
And then life changed,
The flowers flourished,
One by one,
The rivers reached oceans;
Discovered new seas,
Fear began to fade,
There was nothing to fear,
Once there was knowledge,
Once life sought and found,
It was searching,
Learning,
Growing,
Changing,
Questioned,
Challenged,
Now life can grow,
Change,
Live without fear,
Face the challenges,
In this new world,
There is exploration,
There is knowledge,
There is a new sun,
The birds can fly,
They can spread their wings,
Take to the sky
And be free . . .
Dec 27, 2010
Dec 27, 2010 at 7:35 PM UTC
As the time that went sour,
And all the wet pillows
that were dried on The Sun,
As all the times my heart broke,
were never cured,
even by the close ones, And
All the ones that wanted
me to change no matter what,
Never happened, And they feared,
The time it happens, None
I will be able to perceive.
I didn't endevour change, as
my fear for it was undoubted.
Ow God, What have you done,
It happened, What I always
feared about, has happened,
This Pisces fish has turned
to sail a different way,
to never come back,
As the rumour say.
The good in me is now dead,
And the worse, now prevails,
As the ones who killed it,
are the ones, for whom
I, at last, did change.....
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 2:22 PM UTC
There is a form or presence,
unerring and undoubted.
Spoken through the silence,
it was from this, you were born.
To tread any further with words
would be to disturb the peace.
Unspoken and eternal,
it is the golden key.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
Spice may entice a not-so-nice chunder
Nay twice, nay thrice, an undoubted blunder?
As he threw - as He did chew - we all foresaw calamity
Then we knew - as He did spew -
This is ******* hilarity
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
My mind is plagued by so many questions
Eating at my knowledge like hungry worms in an apple
Things that were once undoubted are beginning to haze my memories
Those happy memories that are set in stone in my brain
Stone that knows no erosion; forever in place
You dared tell me one day it meant nothing to me
Have you looked in the mirror lately?
You might be surprised by what you see
We’ll just blame it on immaturity
But to me your actions tell a whole different story
Yes, I was unaware of my big sense of pride
To you that’s what made you want to leave my side
So now you say you wont get back with me out of respect for yourself
Sounds like your ego’s found a clever disguise
Could it be your reason was just a hidden pretense itself?
That is just one question of many
Too soon to figure this all out
Even though it seems you’ve found the fast forward button on life
Girl you’re just going to end up hurting yourself if you keep trying so hard
Take it easy and let time show you the route
Should have seen this coming
All that sadness is turning into anger
But what’s that going to change?
Nothing, just punish me for something that’s natural
What do you expect, I’ve loved you every second since I met you.
This is different than quitting, it’s knowing better
For I believe if its meant to be it’ll work itself out
I know God’s plans are better than what I have in mind, no doubt
In the meanwhile I’ll pray for you and wish you the best
I just hope you never doubt that you meant the world to me, princess
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 4:55 AM UTC
trapped in this cage
where escaping is prohibited
everlasting imprisonment
due to undoubted lies
May 20, 2012
May 20, 2012 at 11:43 PM UTC
"Oh God," she says, hands clasped together, fingers entwined, knees bent.
He doesn't answer; /he does.
/he answers with earnest, continued, devoted worship,
head bowed, eyes closed, his mind devoid of all else but this
—this soul-shaking, earth-shattering pleasure, this blessed communion between man and woman,
the Holy Spirit an undoubted ****** through the candlelight,
this holy practice wherein they do some of their finest praying.
Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 6:07 AM UTC
*Lips that ‘scream’ velvety
Embodiments of perfect symmetry
Glossed to a gloriously red sheen
Undoubted indication of religious meticulous preens.
Of these I seek some bliss
From the eye catching miss
With whom my heart she unknowingly holds ransom
Hope this feeling in me does beautifully blossom.*
Sep 10, 2013
Sep 10, 2013 at 7:06 AM UTC
Now we both caught ourselves staring
I analyzed what you were wearing
My heart skipped a beat, the idea of love started preparing
I approached from the side, asked if you had a guy,
You replied with a "I'm just doing me" I took that as a lie
Cause no woman walks around hoping she doesn't get surprised, by a good guy...who could mend her broken heart with care over time.
A smile broke her defense, a kind gesture made her less tense.
two and a half months later and it's undoubted happiness
I wouldn't think any less, seems I finally found my princess,
Who would cure all my scars,
Unwind all my tangled stress
But I guess.. the sayings true
That a good thing is to good to actually be true,
Her false happiness became clear, figment love easier to see through
What happen? Use to the best thing I thought I never knew...
I started becoming a sceptic
My mind started thinking hectic
I should've seen all the signs when you finish fights with "forget this"
Cause that's what she was doing
Forgetting all the issues
I love you turned into silence, whatever's from I miss yous
The stars became detached
The shapes no longer matched
It is what it is, but do we both honestly believe that?
Love becomes a war
Affection into infection
I caught your negativity
Cured it, and learned a viral lesson.
**That you don't truly know a person until you both break up
Infatuated with ones beauty until they finally remove the make up.**
*Devil in disguise but your still an angel in my eyes
I don't consider it being naive
Some people just always have your heart, and never leave your mind.*
-Dougie simps
Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 12:55 PM UTC
Dark, less-light, on warm-pale blue canvas
Bare firmly into the deepest aperture of gaze
Purely immersed -- strange and impatient
In certain I questioned
Is it real what I'm seeing or
Am I even sleeping?
Through prosperity it exists
It bounced with no ground below it
And it collapsed with no peak above it
At times it hits like a kiss
Once in a while it came like a twinge
It is so lovely yet sometimes so weary
As bliss and joy it brings, it gets ignored and undoubted.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 2:26 PM UTC
Pride smiles while Envy laughs.
Subsides but does not last.
Contentment worthwhile.
Broken hearts shatter in half.
Misery mourns, crys, & dies.
Sobs our eyes rob.
Love his heart steals.
A fantasy is not real.
The date's last meal.
Uttering regretful words.
Believed & understood.
Undoubted & muted.
Disagreed & disputed.
Lies to confuse & offend.
No compassion or friends.
Disgusted & untrusted.
Abused & defiled.
Deceived & unstyled.
Ignored & not worthwhile.
Uncredited, feared, hated,
unsettled, ungeared, & debated.
Unpatience has waited.
Prostitutes will go anywhere, with anyone, at anytime, & do anything.
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:58 AM UTC
*This bed seems so huge,
so wide
and yet here we lay
like we're
oceans away
in the Mediterranean*
*spaced-out from each other,
your so far from me.*
*We're spent,
in deliberate denial,
unfinished or satisfied
without words,
without understanding,*
*we hold onto our lacerated heart's,
giving in the only way known
carnally,unabated & undoubted*
*least in the carnal way.
I crave the unknown,
to be explored like never before,*
*to be made whole
and touched within my soul,
where my body ignites
from the inside out.*
*I'd like to know
what it'd feel like to be*
consumed
*by "Love's"
* lustful ******
*more than the
heat of passion,*
*in such a way
which leaves me quaking,
shaking, quivering
and yearning for more.*
*Once we've spent our
feverish attempts
on last-night's seductions,
under a moonlit sky,*
*I'm left inexorable,
as my body spasms,
longing for more than
what the flesh attempts to give.*
*I'll argue against the pejorative
illusions of our love making,
which deludes my mind*
to believe this is what
*it means to have
"Love's" acceptance*
*without the actuality's
of loving me....*
*We were intoxicated-
with wonderment
as we explored
one another,*
*yet
"Love's"
*touch nor "Love's"
*inspirational caresses
& soulful idealization's
were present.*
*It never enter that room,
sedately I felt a
magnificent release,*
* yet I'm still longing for
"Love's" fulfillment*
*and for you to concur
my deepest emotions,
as you'll ****** deeply
within my velveteen walls.*
* I'll moan,
crying out for what's*
*about to come
and for that
moment we'll be one.*
*But only within
that moment
because you*
*know as well
as I do*
*that "Love's"
making such*
*a Fool of me!*
* Always Me Ayeshah ™ ®*
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
a bitter blade's first cut
will never be its last
a self-fulfilling prophecy
an echo of the past
its song still makes me sing
a whisper hardly missed
remembering the harmonies
retaining my clenched fists
there are too many broken strings
to play another song
still the music swells inside my walls
it's not a question to play along
I'd be more afraid if the music stopped
what if I forget all the words?
memories deafened through roaring silence
unsure of melodies I'd misheard
I still hear its hum inside my head
as hard as I try to forget
a question of whether it's now or forever
undoubted, hard-earned regret
Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 1:12 AM UTC
They move as lace
through the discarnate night;
Soft, volitional footsteps along disturbing corridors,
with outstretched
scalpel-esque appendages,
********* five, adjacent, stimulating patterns-
getting deeper-
Deeper.
And flashing their leer
of quivering needles.
Lullabying odiums to Johnny-leper;
Drinking his breath in the night.
O, for an exposed ripe?
Seeing only a diced-fraction of hell?
Will you not rest in the light?
Or wisp away in the rigid winds of reality?
The dawn is riding forward-
As the last tree in the forest falls with a whisper.
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 7:55 PM UTC
I gave up on love
even before I touched its feathers
shatters of the aftermath
and overblown rejections
The short lived passes
undoubted crises
the give ups with no returns
Shutting unopened doors
I gave up on love
and my heart turned cold
As if broken and beat
Invested in solo affairs
Love never caressed
Or invested it’s time
and the fire ceased
as redemption erased
Yet I dreamt of him
that unknown shadow
a light to my morning
the other part that wins me
Someday a step away
he might be a stranger
another decade,miles apart
he will be a soul mate
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 7:05 PM UTC
I didn't know what to think,
Pinned down I was in a single blink.
Tackled down viciously, and no restraint
My body ached, lungs incapacitated and body weight faint
Light it was, but enough to bruise my chest
Dexterous hands she boasted, but she didn't rest
I struggled under her dominance
Such powerful grip she had in instant
I bucked with each movement she made
The soft round firm muscles of her *** perfectly shaped
Each moment she came down on my crotch
A searing fervor of heat with no stop
The wetness of her lower walls embracing
My own growing arousal without any patience
"What now Big Boy?"
"I'm not your **** toy."
She huskily grew closer to my ears
All the while her juices dripping clear
I could tell by strength and knowledge alone
That my hip flexor muscle was now torn
Definite eroticism in such a goddess
But actions alone proved her not modest
My heart throbbed and rapidly palpitated
The eagerness in her position accelerated
"Ugh...stop it what I do this time?"
"Nothing. Its what you didn't do tonight."
She continued to gyrate and elevate
I felt the indefinite bruising in my wrist dictate
The growing heat and pleasure she was feeling
Not something that I wanted, but wasn't disagreeing
I wanted to slow her down and pick up with reason
She slammed her lips with mine as if it was treason
The blood on my mouth and her own scent
Just raised the growing ****** tensions present
She moved and moved and it grew into a frenzy
Clothes discarded, shoes unwanted, undoubted human chemistry
Face to face, eye to eye, power on her cause I was denied
Any action to pleasure in form, but it was no truth I was lied
"Keep going Big Boy."
"I'm not your **** toy."
Placing hands on my chest, feet to my face
Beautiful dominance, in every possible way
Denial isn't easy, but it sure is powerful
*** she was going to get, but at her own disposal
Eli Junior(c)
Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 7:27 PM UTC
down by the brum dimwiddy
where we got all giddy
sat the massive planq
with god awful stank
her shimmy playzit soloose
situation diffuse
we beg fumdilly
witout seeming chilly
she unfastened minert
couldi squirt
undoubted nixnot
from within it shot
hrmfff okydoke
andwe smoke
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC
"In the practice of mutual aid, which we can retrace to the earliest beginnings of evolution, we thus find the positive and undoubted origin of our ethical conceptions; and we can affirm that in the ethical progress of man, mutual support not mutual struggle – has had the leading part. In its wide extension, even at the present time, we also see the best guarantee of a still loftier evolution of our race." -- Peter Kropotkin, 1902
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 10:00 AM UTC
No matter how fulfilled my new love feels
There is still a little bit of the memories you created
Leaking through this creased smile
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 2:53 PM UTC
to try to write the invisible things the word’s you would love to meet ,and the days roll by growing more gratefull in each one, more grateful to hear the wind blowing hear the flowers growing see the worshipped sun give life once again, give me love once again , to see the air in my lungs and to see those i love , the truth gift is showing , i’m in love with all the faces , i am in helpless romance at this point of my life , helpless romance with all that is and will be , all those faces, a intimate love with so many things and people with all that exists , with the blood rushing from my home , the place of undoubted unconditional love which drives life , i’m in love with all things , im in love with all life
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 9:50 PM UTC