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Poem Details | by Charlie Smith |
Categories: love, mystery, spiritual,

Sweet Mysteries

Divinity lives beyond description Alone, a weary heart cries from its pain Desire eager for its conscription Might truth and love turn this way again? Sweet mysteries, this life, in dreams of thee Yield fantasy's passion I dare to share Walk from this muse, I pray to live in me Conceding this, my love, unto your care On lifeless shadows, cast your glowing light Bring a blessed presence to this peace I seek Rest too this solemn shade, this endless night With angelic verse, but you could only speak For seeking dreams to dream from up above I cast my will and fate to seek your love 09/19/2018 Beautiful Mystery Contest Sponsored by John Hamilton Fourth Place


Poem Details | by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: beautiful, child, love, mother, my child, mystery, parents,

Mysterious Child

Entirely made of us, yet somehow not
a part of us, how can you even be?
Why can’t we feel your thoughts and dreams, and what
are you if you are neither him nor me?
Though severed from you, somehow we feel tied
to you, as if they’d never cut the cord,
We started you, you grew and kicked inside
my body, and besotted, we have poured
all hope into those perfect, tiny hands,
For reasons only love can ever say...
Yet loving you won’t help us understand
your world; you are a universe away.
You’re so much more than we can know or see...
You’re perfect sense, yet total mystery.


24 September 2018
For Beautiful Mystery Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton 




Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: history, life, love, mystery, nature, science, space

Half-Lit Moon

Haze up in the heavens encircles this orb.
Half-dark, half-light, shines from above.
Twinkles of light appear to absorb.
Fractions of darkness within lighted glove,

Speaking to lovers held in each other’s arms.
Answering questions of science to some,
Floating around spreading blessed charms,
Listening close at times, hearing a hum.

Lovers for centuries, graciously, captured by,
Sweet serenity and magical mystery,
Others entranced with secrets, which fly.
From words written and spoken in history.

Satellite, orb, lady, they are all the same.
Mythical goddesses, gripped in flame.
These tales have spread so many games.
This object seen most nights has no shame.

Poem Details | by Melissa Schwartz |
Categories: love, mystery, passion,

Sunglass Envy

Siphoned light gropes passengers
Hopeful for luminescent hearts,
Arching underneath bombazine drapes
Dusted with passionate legacies
Of original sin and the primogeniture son,
Wicked for nighttime plots savouring
Spicy love, exponential in a vivid darkness.


Poem Details | by Kenneth Fordham |
Categories: angst, confusion, imagination, lost love, mystery, on writing and words, passion, sad

Come Back To Me

The Ink Bottle sits, alone,
It’s only Companions,
The Feathered Pen,
The Paper Pad.

The Desk, once alive,
The Words,
No longer,
Written.

Love, abandon,
But wanting not,
The Freedom,
It has.

A Wooden Chair, dusty,
Reclines not,
For the Comfort,
Once given.

Time, a mystery gone,
With passing,
Never to be recovered,
Longing.

Days of gloom, waiting,
Shine not, The Light,
The Heart,
Once brightened.

Come back, to Me,
My words, of Joy,
Of Laughter,
Wisdom, once known.

Poem Details | by Sohini Mukherjee |
Categories: death, deep, mystery, , sweet love,

Ashes


Hell's perpetual fires
Burning up my frenzied desires
I'm gurgling up a rebellion
Can you feel it frothing?

You sure have claws
That scratched my skin raw
The blood is everywhere
Do you see it spilling?

I barely recognised your voice 
Cold and harsh like beaten up ice
My ephemeral lovesong was meant to be sung
Can you hear it dying?

Just one more knot
Tied up your body to the cot
I'm pouring the fuel around
Don't you smell it burning?

Goodbye my sweet love
Endure what you deserve
I've been waiting to burn you to ashes
Did you see this coming?



Poem Details | by Veronica Joseph |
Categories: husband, love, mystery, passion

Look at Me

i curl your 
long dark hair in my fingers
at your neck
as I pull you down
I wait to feel the rough end of day
beard
on my face
your eyes close a little then open
to watch me
look at me, I whisper
dont stop
looking at me


Poem Details | by Nina Parmenter |
Categories: love, mystery, relationship, truth,

A Dab of Secrecy

Would we survive if you could hear
Me thinking? Maybe not, I fear
For what we lock away
Is as important as the things we say
And pure, relentless honesty
Is not a panacea. 
We are we because the secret glue
Of things I do not say to you
Holds tightly all the things I choose
To share. And should we ever lose
That blissful dab of secrecy
That sprinkle of duplicity, 
That keeps your inner world from me,
And mine from you - one blink 
And we‘d be through I swear,
Or worse, we’d sink...
Weighed down by things we dare not think.
 


28 September 2018
Written for Brian Strand’s Contest No 500

Poem Details | by viviane leite |
Categories: angst, faith, introspection, life, love, mystery, philosophy, religion, sad, science,

Silence

Silence can deceive                                        
One's quiet to understand
Another to destroy


Poem Details | by Paula Swanson |
Categories: husband, love, mystery

How Could I have Known

How could I have known
that the beauty of it all
would rob me of coherent speech.
That my eyes would find all else
pale in comparison.
Ears that once they have heard
such a passionate calling
would never want anothers song.
How could I have known


Featured Poem on Poetry Soup February 7, 2010
Placement:3rd

Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, blessing, love, moon, mystery, star,

Ghost of your presence enters

Each night when looking into the night sky 
there faraway it remains always that star sparkling 
Breathless echoes enchanting whispers escape

Back over moonbeams floating within the cradle held 
Inside the mirrored reflections dancing upon waves 
starry eyed pearls colour from the rainbow out love

Poem Details | by Pandita Sanchez |
Categories: allusion, fantasy, heartbroken, longing, loss, mystery, sad love,

Through The Mist

Through the Mist
It feels like a lifetime has passed since my beloved I last saw, Bedecked in shining armor, my brave Geoffrey did gallantly gallop, Riding his silver steed, through a soft silky blue morning mist That like a tender lover enveloped and amorously embraced him.
Now overtaken by dark despair, silently willing my love to reappear, Despondently I peer through this most mystifying mist, realizing that On this fateful day twenty years before, he had unwittingly succumbed To its seductive allure because man and mist had merged becoming one.
08-21-2014

Poem Details | by Shannon Hilson |
Categories: allegory, lost love, love, mystery, time, visionary,

Breathe

This dance feels resurrected
Right down to the cherry stains on your sleeve
And the tapestries that look like iron will
But are really shadows cleverly woven to imply it.

I can not see here
The lights are too low
But sometimes things are better seen
When lit by the lanterns of the mind instead.

They look brighter
Redder
Closer to real
Than real could ever be.

We were here once before
A thousand years ago give or take a century.
I spoke with a carnelian tongue
You tasted like pomegranate seeds.

Going back there again
Carrying that same tune
Becoming crimson
Becoming other
Breathe

I lost my breath
You gave me yours
You held me
You said
Breathe

Poem Details | by Hyle Chu |
Categories: confusion, dedication, devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, health, hope, imagination, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mystery, people, philosophy, recovery from..., sad

Carbon Monoxide (CO) Week 1: O.D.A.A.T.

Chain smoke until
I'm in care of the CO.
There's one left, still.
I smoke it really slow.
"It's the end," I anticipate
As the last inch evaporates.

I can't get
Over it;
It's over before 
I know it.
Butt, I can't quit.
I'm possessed with this 
Obsession; I'm addicted.

My lungs have oxygen,
Yet I'm suffocating inside.
I can't breathe again
Without my 'noxide.

Poem Details | by Katrina Salem |
Categories: adventure, art, confusion, daughter, dedication, devotion, fantasy, funny, growing up, happiness, hope, imagination, inspirational, life, love, mystery, nature, on work and working, on writing and words, passion, peace, romance, social, sympathy, teen, thank you, time, travel, tribute, uplifting, visionary, words,

Enigma's Calling

Extraordinary, I am 
Craving for unusual thoughts
Endless exploration without boundary
Understanding  the gift I shouldn't fought
 
Invisible drawings in my mind
Playing with the words in my head
My passion
The food of my soul
 
I feel so lucky
The random thoughts
A lifetime companion
A self esteem builder
A goal planner
Be my forever life saver
 
I write more
I talk less
I want to please
I chose to bore
 
What tickles me the most
Is to know what I'm for
Thinking is my love
When  my mind goes empty
That's when I hate
 
My day dreaming lust
Organizing things in my mind
Playing roles of simulation
Where images of art is my vision
And words of attitude is my heart

Poem Details | by Hyle Chu |
Categories: confusion, depression, devotion, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, imagination, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mystery, passion, philosophy, recovery from..., sad

Carbon Monoxide -CO- Week 3: Talkin' 'bout My 'noxide

The steady pull
of temptation--
a tease on
my resolution.

When I can sleep, 
I take what dreams 
afford me.
In these dreams,
my 'noxide comes
to ward me.

Her smoke is an invitation.
my conscience
falls for
the con science
of my imagination.
I give in
and reality spins.

Between the sleeps, 
I lie in sanity. 
I wonder:
Did I give into 
my humanity?
did I'd err?
Is that
smoke in the air?

Poem Details | by Teddy Kimathi |
Categories: fear, imagery, life, lost love, metaphor, mystery, relationship,

Cold Heart

For years she thought his heart would warm up,
and open the door for her world.  It felt like walking
in summer clothes in the north pole,
whenever she touched his chest;
she couldn't sigh, breathe or move.
It's as though he was afraid her hands would
melt his frozen heart,
and unravel his secrets.
Sometimes she joked, and asked him whether
he was an Iceman in his past life,
which he shrugged off,
as hailstorms gathered in his eyes.
Every day the space between them was becoming colder
and wider; she couldn't tell between winter
and summer anymore.....

Poem Details | by Chelsey D Moore |
Categories: memory, mystery, sad,

Love secre, No more

I love you today,
An yesterday.
I loved you the days,
Before those ones... .. .
Yet kept a secret
  No one knows
Silents DON'T last 
        forever.. .
 A child's laughter
Ain't easy to hide you
        Know
ONE DAY IT'S,
GONNA SHOW....
    ......

Poem Details | by Hyle Chu |
Categories: confusion, dedication, depression, devotion, forgiveness, girlfriend-boyfriend, health, imagination, introspection, life, loss, lost love, love, mystery, passion, people, philosophy, recovery from..., sad, satire

Carbon Monoxide (CO) Week 2: Carbon Cabrona

Smokeless inhales hurt.
I cough tar on my shirt.
As my black lungs breathe,
Shrilling exhales wheeze.

Cabrona
Falls me
Down to
My knees.

The nicotine cracks
My will.
My composure
Spills.

I want 
This.
I must 
Have this.

I sink
Into
The brink
Of madness.

Poem Details | by Paul Kennedy |
Categories: devotion, lost love, love, mystery, nostalgia, passion, visionary,

Our Full Moon

Tonight I bathe
   beneath your light
that's touched me
   once again.
Where in your glow
   I feel the flow
that runs inside
   my veins.
So cloudless sky
   please tell me why
my thoughts of you
   come and go?
On a night like tonight
   in the full moonlight
my howling love-
   cry echoes.

Poem Details | by john beharry |
Categories: bird, joy, love, music, mystery, nature, sweet,

Tropical Nightingale



Perched on a sturdy branch on yonder tree Pouring out your heart in sweet melody With a full throated birdsong rhapsody Filling me with such joyful ecstasy Do you sing sweetly to woo your lady Who listens somewhere on a nearby tree Her heart must surely melt at the beauty Of the song you sing so effortlessly Is your song a joyful testimony To honour nature's musical bounty Given to creatures from earth, sky and sea Whose music blesses all abundantly Or is it part of a profound mystery Heralding a supreme divinity Which pervades all silently and deeply O bird, I'll ever be grateful to thee

Poem Details | by Wandering Butterfly |
Categories: happiness, husband, imagination, love, mystery, passion, romanceme, me,

Beg

Let me express my feelings
Let me tell you a true tale
So, my husband has a "gift"
One I can't quite tell

He has his sly fox ways
Of getting what he wants
For if it isn't his way
His ways are full of taunts

He begs and begs and pleads
Honey, baby, dear
I want to hold you close tonight
I want to feel you near

Sometimes I say ok
But others it's too hot
But before the night is over
I end up in his spot

How is that he could argue
with me after such a night
Over a piece of paper
That was strictly in HIS sight

I know he has bad days
Trust me, I have mine too
I guess he can make it up to me
"Somehow" we'll make it through

-Miranda Lambert-


Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: adventure, love, mystery, passion

Dynamic Interlude

_____________________________

Frolicking in song
gliding along the shoreline
the heart cry out *Love...

intimate sunlight
painted on fleshly desire
ensnare wild passion,
the afternoon falls victim 
to hot love, carefree and *Fun 

two naked bodies roll endless
in warm seductive wet sand,
with each breath completion nears
perfect *Poetry

_____________________________

Poet ~ Rick Parise

Contest ~ "Fun and Frolic"




Poem Details | by Leah Werner |
Categories: inspirational, introspection, life, love, mystery, on writing and words, passion, romance

Decoy

Words are just a decoy
An excuse to dance around the truth
Underestimated silence
Proves language is uncouth

Your gut will always tell you
What your heart tries to ignore
Most try their best to silence it
Stirring an internal war

Why deny yourself of happiness?
Why pretend logic is correct?
Why hide behind a curtain?
Why pretend our hearts select?

Ignorance is truly bliss
Too bad that's not our case
Lets take a risk and show our courage
Let our souls meet face to face.



Poem Details | by Angie Mae |
Categories: imagination, life, love, mystery, thank you, time,

One Truth

Our present incapable to convey, 
beneath the heaven's sky, 
yet we share the evening elucidation, 
equivalent morning rise, 
my storm will rage your way, 
your gust flustering me one day, 
articulating thoughts of you...
and mystifies my life.