by Mark Massey |
Stem of Thorns
~ Her love abloom fell blinded in the bliss
of one thought gentle in its callow prime,
and, if she felt one inkling of amiss,
a tempest thwarted may have been in time.
As love became a storm within the boil,
a naïve virtue veered into his path,
her sweet delusions flailed within the toil,
encumbering the fault for wielded wrath.
Her timid screams, ensnared within his throes,
fell silent as a veil of hush adorns,
when petals wilt within the pallid rose,
its beauty dies upon a stem of thorns.
Bewildered tears fall from an angel’s eyes
when death becomes a lover in disguise.
by David Smalling |
I come again to the site of my ruin
A desolate place of sand
And the sea from agony strum its tune
And the wind is volatile in my hand
I could not hold you, could not keep
The water rushing from the shore
My heart a willow remembers and weep
Your sea-breeze love forevermore
Love once abloom scatters her seeds
And we who catches them are chained
By joint destiny that no where leads
Out of the maze of longing - joy stained
This place once when you laughed here
Was the garden of my dreams. Yet
Alone only memory now cloy the air
Perfumed with your absence and my regret.
by Subimal Sinha-Roy |
analogy, imagery, imagination,
At the edge of the sunburst horizon
sketched by the tinge of celestial hue
on your verdant meadow aglow
I imagine I’m a sparkling dew.
In the space of the seamless void
the canvas of azure gets unfurled
in your enticing sky enveloping
I imagine I’m a soaring free bird.
On the bank of the crystal stream
cradled in the reclined terrace high
in your luring rose garden abloom
I imagine I’m a fluttering butterfly.
Under the star-crowned amorous sky
you come to me through moonbeam blue
I imagine I’m an entranced poet lured
to write fervent lyric of love for you.
August 21, 2019
by Thresha Reese |
boy, girl, poems, poetry, romance, romantic, romantic love, true love,
Rare is his devotion
Old-fashioned and precious,
Meaningful just for her,
Abloom with earnest affection.
Nearest her beau 'en plein air',
Timid Posie intimately nestles,
Innermost her beloved's embrace,
Cared for and cherished.
*written for the R O M A N T I C acrostic poem competition sponsored make by John Hamilton. I did not enter the competition as it was limited to 35 entries and I was too late.
by Rick Parise |
flower, love, , cute,
Abundant love prevails
Acute my spirit cries
Adorn thy velvet flesh
Agile we run and hide
Allegiance between two
Ardent words shall precede
Anew this endless dream
by John Gondolf |
death, loss, lost love, love, romantic, sad,
With music playing from across the room,
the notes of love are drifting through the air,
and in my heart our romance still abloom
with bodies swaying to our song so fair.
I hear your whispers echo in my mind,
those playful words designed to light my fire;
the passion that we always sought to find;
that lustful high for which our souls aspire.
The way your hands would gently touch my face
as tender lips of pink came close to mine;
your camisole of black Chantilly lace,
these thoughts of you now leave my heart to pine.
But since the angels took your soul away,
my sanity, these memories belay.
January 5, 2019
by Benjamin David |
absence, loss, lost love, love,
Despite the elapsed time after their ending; after their abjuration - an elapsed time that subsisted like some weary stream without direction - her advent felt like some new season, some new world that had hibernated through the harsh tempests. Her visit brought with it all those embellishing, incomparable contours and, gosh, those shied, rose-hued colours on her cheeks that stood abloom. All at once he fell in love with her in an almighty swoon. He lapsed into love the way she fell into her dreams at night: slowly, and then all at once.
by David Smalling |
And now I write my last line of the day
And turn to England far away
And send my love by moonlight and sea
And dream she whispers back to me
And words sweet fragranted to and fro
And roses and hibiscus abloom
And peace only those who want it can know
And fore me transfigured in the room
The moonlight naked as her form
The trembling tree, the heavenly calm,
The diamond jubilee of sweeter sovereignity
The diamond jubilee of sweeter sovereignity
by Sara Kendrick |
allegory, imagination, introspection, life, love, nature
Spring's warm sun arouses mother earth
To send forth buds and flowers' blooms
From the womb expectantly awaiting birth
Everywhere mothers await the day abloom
First a little green shoot then a flower's petal
Then the lovers' around will fly_bees, butterflies
Gathering nectar and pollen to spread accidental
Soon young girl is ready to have wedding anxieties
Nature has a way of maturing the flowers
A little rain, sun, and nourishing food
Weddings and responsibilities maturing powers
A little romance, a little love, a little being shrewd
The first stage of life for nature and all above
Mostly pleasure very little strife conceived of
(I am stilling working on this one)
by Anisha Dutta |
12th grade, appreciation, how i feel, inspirational, love, peace, truth,
EMBRACE and RELEASE
Embrace ’Truth’ as root
‘Honesty’, the stem to shoot.
‘Love’ will shine on leaves.
‘Peace’! Abloom flower believes.
'Compassion' to ripe as fruit.
Release your ‘Malice’.
Know ‘Selfishness’ as prime vice.
Control ‘Greed’ to grasp.
‘Help above Self’ needs to clasp.
Life will run perfect and nice.
by Domi Marchewka |
I hear the sound
Of glowing constellations
Lips touch the lips of mine,
I wish away
All pointless hesitation,
I give in to
The pleasures - so divine!
A godess in
Your hands' devoted temple,
A flower with
Your kisses still abloom,
I look into
Your eyes and flirt with danger -
For it would kill me
To fall -
In love with you...
by Earnest Musings |
Dandy and delightful as can be
Ambitious and confident to the core
Never scared, but brave throughout my life
Decisions is what defines us - what about you? Do you live for peace or strife?
Elegance abloom in the afternoon...radiance agloom in the afternoon...the sunshine hugs away the stresses we all face daily
Love and good works is what we need tremendously...
I live for the present and the future for everyone’s sake; I don’t live for the past
Own the night and replace it with delight with all His might
No, be patient for what lies ahead - dandelion dreams will thrill your mindset and replace regret with cheer and joy in front of your face of grace