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To the 2 Woman i love with all my heart ♡

the universe in your eyes

Brighter than the blinding flares of the sun, shimmering outward with power of thousands of stars
yet comforting
yet soft.
Filled with oceans crashing and wild, turning over ships, rushing under a powerful storm.
yet still
yet calm.
Filled with wonder and curiosity, yearning for the unknown, desperate for enlightenment
yet wise
yet content.
Eyes so wide, so deep, filled with delicate roses, the power of mighty warriors, elegant as Venus's flowing dress, filled with souls of thousands, with passion, with yearning, with desire.
Filled with beauty
Filled with you.

-September Rose
 
LilithX said:
Not sure this is the correct place to post this, as I didn’t write it. But it’s a poem I find beautiful and really resonates with me...
She Let Go
Safire Rose

She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.

She let go of the fear. She let go of the judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.

She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She didn’t search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.

She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.

She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didn’t call the prayer line. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.

No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.

There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that.

In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.
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Wonderful
 
Sitting alone
Palms massaging forehead
Pressure builds in temples
Hunched
Broken
Falling
Sharp in take of laboured breath
Followed by perpetual sigh
"Fuck" the only audible noise whispered to an echo of two minutes before
Sitting alone
Chin comes to rest on chest
Eyes open but closed to what they see
Slumped
Damaged
Numb
Thoughts turn inwards
The need to know the need to feel
Countafiet smiles hide the truths from those who are blind
Sitting alone
Lost in silence yet ears ring to life's white noise
Disorientated
Cold
Jaded
Turning to face myself
Unknown is the mirrored stare
Like looking through a shuttered window
It's dark in here
Lost
Blind
Stumbling
My only guide
The bastard black dog.


Hawkeye100 25/10/18

Please excuse any spelling
 
Powerful stuff. Not easy to share. Thanks.
I really like how you play with space in this poem. Alternating rhythms visually, emphasizing words by isolating them. Very effective.
And the ending lines cascading to that final image. Works.
Thanks again.
Please don't doubt that you're a writer - things worth saying and your unique voice for sayin.
 
Lupine said:
Nicely done chap..
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Pistil said:
Powerful stuff. Not easy to share. Thanks.
I really like how you play with space in this poem. Alternating rhythms visually, emphasizing words by isolating them. Very effective.
And the ending lines cascading to that final image. Works.
Thanks again.
Please don't doubt that you're a writer - things worth saying and your unique voice for sayin.
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Thankyou so much fellers that means a lot to me :-)
 
Not much of a poem but...

Your skin is like a music page
Over which my fingertips play
It's a melody of passion
Which flow like warm liquid
Where my trembling lips touch
And quivering limps
Tangle into a passionate tango
It's a melody of love
An explosion of harmony's
When two body's comes together
With passion and beating hearts
Until they reach a crescendo
Of ecstasy and pure delight...
 
Let your body be my canvas
To paint on in all shades of love
Landscapes of passionate emotions
Let me paint you into my soul
With my tongue in warm wet lines
Over the curves of your full round breast
Let my tongue sweep over the contours
Of your stomach like a paintbrush
Allow me to paint my love
In shades of red and yellow
Over every delicious curve
Let my lips be the shades of
Heat against your skin
Let the night be the witness
To the exploding of colours
Of my love on your body
So that it can leave a print
Behind onnthe sheets of my bed
As proof of our night of passion
 
She Walks in Beauty
BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON)
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent

@Jinxy
@MsEvaline
@SnoopSlimes (SnoopyGirl)
@WomanOnTop
@Kl2f
@AngieOttawa47
@EmmaJay
@AmandaFlirty
@CrystalMarker
@IVY-
@LilithX
And all the others
 
SweetLesGirl said:
She Walks in Beauty
BY LORD BYRON (GEORGE GORDON)
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent

@Jinxy
@MsEvaline
@SnoopSlimes (SnoopyGirl)
@WomanOnTop
@Kl2f
@AngieOttawa47
@EmmaJay
@AmandaFlirty
@CrystalMarker
@IVY-
@LilithX
And all the others
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Such a beautiful poetry! Thank you for this my lollipop *hugsss*
 
Im reading everyones poetry on here, and its beautiful!! Seems only fair to share 2 of my favorites I wrote. (Please keep in mind English is not my first language :D )

Fairytale

I wrote you a fairytale
of love, happiness, full of hope..
Dragons, witches,
elves and midgets.
A princess, a knight
riding into sunsets
never to part..

But life is real,
a beginning, an end..
Sadness looms
in corners in rooms.
Wicked at it's core
never less is more..

Smiling faces, weeping eyes,
masks worn with no despise..
Cheating, lying,
dying, freaking..
All surviving
all still breathing.

And in this chaos
known as life
Restless peace unknown.
Facing monsters,
conquering demons.
Dealing with death,
madness and weakness..

I found a strength
to fight it all.
Baring my soul
to play so foul.
In this nightmare
a greedy display,
I found a match
to call my own..

So, I wrote this poem..
No fairies, princes,
ogres or spinsters.
Just this,
me deep from the soul..
 
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Silent Masterpiece

Gestures, painted in air
Picasso, extraordinaire
Distorted faces
wasting away
lips keeping silent
emotions so violent

In all this time
spent looking at me..
How is it that you cannot see?
Colours, a mixture
of waters and oil..
Completing this picture
perfect, unspoiled..

Symphony to deaf
mimic to blind
That's how you experience
a masterpiece of art.
Complex with texture,
colours and warmth
Applied with perfection
look deeper, not hard..

Listen to her speak,
silent face on canvas.
Trying to breach,
feelings, it's endless.
Feel her eyes,
see her need..
To utter I love you,
in silence indeed!
 
Pistil said:
Sing


Worn and scratchy records of the past
keep us spinning in their old refrains,

stuck in the pops and skips and hiss
of the same sad hurtful melodies.

Lift the needle from those tired tracks
to claim the composition of your life.

What is the one true song—yours alone—
that gives your heart impulse to beat?

Sing into creation your soulful tune,
for those who long to hear your song
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This made me quite sad. Its so beautiful ❤️
 
I was posting in the writing thread. But I guess my stuff belongs here.
@blaze1990 yours.


My love for you grows
As our days become one
Our heart melds
Bodies yearning to be touched
Freeing our minds,
Opening our hearts
The light shines through.
Filling the darkness
Our souls embrace the light
Our bodies as one
Our souls embrace
Our hearts beat again.
Our eyes smile.
 
imursecretbaby said:
I was posting in the writing thread. But I guess my stuff belongs here.
@blaze1990 yours.


My love for you grows
As our days become one
Our heart melds
Bodies yearning to be touched
Freeing our minds,
Opening our hearts
The light shines through.
Filling the darkness
Our souls embrace the light
Our bodies as one
Our souls embrace
Our hearts beat again.
Our eyes smile.
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Awwww babe! Amazing! ... Nope wasnt wipeing tears away xD haha

Xoxo
 
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