by Juliet Ligon |
Categories:
analogy, first love, goodbye, happy, heartbroken, kiss, life, lost love, love, romantic, sad love,
There was no closure of a proper goodbye.
I tried, but...
no reply.
Your body became limp and cold as
a corpse.
We froze alone
in different time warps.
My ambiguous stutters
wouldn't disappear.
They pinched as they burrowed
like earwigs in each ear.
My mouth opened slowly
to suck the words back in.
Then the dead revived
and embraced my skin.
My heart bloomed in profusion
like first love's lilac.
With lips on lips
you took my words back.
by Natasha Turner |
Categories:
life,
From a child to a mother
Now a mother to a child.
From a student to a teacher
Now a teacher in every fight.
From a warrior to a sinner
Now a sinner with an open mind.
From a follower to a master
Light awakens the ambiguous blind.
From a victim to a warrior
With cuts leaving visible scars.
From a heart with love embracing
I will deliver until life parts.
Faith, serenity, hope and death
All lead to what’s next!
1ST PLACE
Brian Strand Poetry Contest
by Tony Bush |
Categories:
confusion, loss, lost love, love, sad, me, life, love, me,
Why did you tell me "I love you?"
A knee-jerk birthed of fear?
A pandering to my ego?
Words I wanted to hear?
Why did you tell me "I love you?"
Later "I don't think I do?"
A whimsical slash of cruelty?
Ambiguous through and through?
Why did you tell me "I love you?"
Then argue the point for hours?
Bicker, snap and grow sullen?
Destruction of hearts and flowers?
Why did you tell me "I love you?"
Then erase every tangible clue?
Maybe you told me for fun?
Maybe because it was true?
Why did you tell me "I love you?"
To mean life and death to me?
If you please to confirm the truth
What a wonderful life this could be.
by Kurt Ravidas |
Categories:
love, poetry,
The dawn is fragrant with a ruby rose,
the sunset smells as somnolent as blue
night violets... In fragrance they compose
its head and tail but heart belongs to you.
An intricate experimental prose
(not actually popular), a new
ambiguous poetry... These two compose
my blood and flesh but soul belongs to you.
An everlasting transience I chose,
a wanderlust, a hatred for a queue
and noisy neighbors... All of them compose
my worthless life but death belongs to you.
This weird sonnet came along due
to no longer I belong to you.
by Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway |
Categories:
confusion,
Ambiguity in love is
Blasphemous at best
Comfort and compassion give
Dillusional rest
~To weary hearts unknown guest~
Lay
by Lin Lane |
Categories:
emotions, lost love, love,
Love is such an ambiguous emotion
Cloudy as a storm darkened sky in July
To many it brings comfort and devotion
To others, it's the reason why their eyes cry
A nebulous mind hasn't the slightest notion
that hearts are treacherous and will even lie
in its yearning to find passion and desire
Love is a spark, but if lost, will douse a fire
= - = - = - = - = - = - =
August 1st, 2017
Love is actually...
Contest of John Anderson
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
9th grade,
There once was a lady from Lynx,
Who was a veritable minx,
she wrote about love,
cooed like a dove,
loved mixing ambiguous drinks.
Now the minx was wearing a wig,
Which made her look like a fig,
And she had the gall,
To hold me in thrall,
And jabbed me with a two-pronged twig!
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
confusion, desire, emotions, friend, friendship love, introspection, love,
cryptic ambiguous gulf
between lover
and friend
posted on January 9, 2018
by Cecilia Cortez |
Categories:
I danced around the circle how graceless i am
The tones i used to sing was no longer mine
Food id like to eat turned bitter in time
I looked at the mirror the face is not mine
How cruel the world so clueless no sign
Pieces by pieces will i ever redesign
I feign day by day that everything is fine
Love i once held was now undefined
The tramp, loafer, bummer all in one
Whatever you call the name is one sound
Pond of lust and laughter and fun
You may win the game but your cloud has no sun
My eyes are bleeding in pain and on fire
Indomitable anger so hard to respire
Look at me now how you made me desire
Exhausted, berated, Please condole by my side
by Vijay Pandit |
Categories:
emotions, future,
The past has been an embarrassing blooper
Spying on the present like a jealous snooper
Never been much of a promise keeper
Turning soon into a miserable weeper
Bragging always about the good old days
Urging the present to sing its praise.
Future gives hope but keeps on guessing
Compared to present it's quite a blessing!
Dreams endlessly in heavenly places
Showers with love ambiguous graces
Promises nothing that's worth anything
Mesmerizes coyly obscuring everything.
Present tells tales about the past and the future
It can be a keeper, weeper, or a dream maker
Or cruel, hate, hell, despair, grasping for air
Or hope, love, joy, heaven, granting a prayer.
August 9, 2017
by Rob Alexander Mayoralgo |
Categories:
life
Distracting uncertainty
Distorting all sanity
Inexists one’s guard
And begins to scar
Profoundly ambiguous
Blind-throttled continuous
At once hormones raging
You see yourself changing
Desperation comes naturally
With uncontestable dexterity
Time is the enemy
But bitterly cannot be fought
Rationale defends contradiction
As if life were fiction
Hypocrisy is guilty pleasure
Affection is leisure
This is no violation
Of an obscene relation
Love is beyond explanation
Optimal not with infinite iteration
by Simona Dancila |
Categories:
cool, creation, first love, freedom, heart, how i feel, philosophy,
I found Loneliness dead
between two daisies
and suddenly the wind
pushed the whispers back
inside the soul
and I started to talk dandelions
to myself:
I love you...
Such a fluttering idea,
it's like eating white vitamins
from the Moon,
innocent population will think
that a Ghost raped the sweet clover buds
and Shakespeare- this ambiguous God-
will write a new tragedy
soon.
by Margarita Lillico |
Categories:
love,
Love generously grants with ease
Thrill of a stolen kiss,
But doesn't come with guarantee
Of lasting joyful bliss.
Love tests with ambiguous quirks -
From playful to insane.
If we stay to endure, it works,
Reward outweighs the pain.
Take it or leave it, up to you -
I'd rather take the fall.
To feel the fervour flaring through -
Is worth risking it all.
So followed I quests from above,
Thrilled by a stolen kiss.
The one that led to you, my love,
Warrants our lasting bliss.
March 5, 2023
by Thabang Ngoma |
Categories:
fire, love, passion,
Exploding into this life so dreary
Nights spent lonely and angry
Fire in her heart like a match
Her raw roar lit my perfect match
Her fireworks stole my sight
An amazing display, shinning bright
Drawn to her rumbling hum
Her smoking uncontrollable charm
Her love is hotter than nuclear
Intense passion with no fear
She announces her molten heart
Into my life with thunder and heat
Burning love in her ambiguous stare
She exists in a hot country flare
Born in the shadow of a crater
A predator, only fears the Creator
When darkness peals the sunlight
And sparks holds her still as night
Her heart filled with ashes of delight
I'm her man of steel to smelt, my kryptonite
by Katherine Braithwaite |
Categories:
hilarious, humor, love,
Oh,take me hold me,love me like you do
With kisses sweet commend me to your heart
Love me like a tea of finest brew.
Love me like a coxes pippin tart.
oh,dance me,swing me, let me feel alive.
And let me feel your melody anew.
We get what we desire yet don’t deserve.
When one is made from love between the two.
Oh. lend me your maths textbooks for a while
I love irrational numbers like a child.
and transcendental pies do me beguile
i feel tonight my numbers dancing wild.
So ambiguous is my attitude to men
I wave and then I particle again
by Prasenjit Banerjee |
Categories:
loneliness, metaphor, mystery,
The slow caressing night
A splash of night lotion
Crumpled bed sheet
An unending novel of love and anguish
The distant rumble of a train
Ever-echoing hills and their mystic caves
The terrains of age-old fleeting life
A sudden lightning and the blinding darkness thereafter
The eternally seething inferno
Satan’s serpentine encroachments
Intermittent showers drenching hoary trees
The sudden scourge of a flash flood
You stare at darkness’ face, its ambiguous
Strategy of preying upon you, or
Turning you into a predator yourself
by Cecilia Cortez |
Categories:
feelings, heartbroken,
As i begin the journey once again
I picked someone after the bloody rain
Ambiguous treated me with disdain
releasing wounds from diagram of pain
The frailty i saw is compared to feign
Please betoken all my trust you must gain
Extreme discomfort you made me insane
Wish i am strong but im weak and so drained
I cannot forget my frangible brain
The brutal ax is killing me again
Fathomless turmoil forever remains
Love is obstinate so hard to sustain
Perhaps a true love will never complain
Inquisitive heart always unchain
But my shattered heart can never restrain
So tired to carry the basket of pains
by Gregory Richard Barden |
Categories:
analogy, appreciation, emotions, poetry, wisdom, writing,
There is a language in the language that only I speak
There is a weave of gossamer meanings that vibrates
Meant to tremble the spirit like song on the tympans
To drunken the heart with omens of love and passion
These words, these constructs of phonetic iterations
I can only judge with their strums of my heartstrings
In all humility, a music that sometimes moves, or not
And it is to each soul, in turn, to breathe it joy ... or silence.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "You Be The Judge" Poetry Contest
Bobby May, Judge & Sponsor.
Your Judgment Rating: Musically lyrical, intently ambiguous, soundly anapestic
by Rebecca Brown |
Categories:
introspection, peace, philosophy
Ambiguous, isn't it?
Trying to stay here.
Grasping at the interlace.
Subconscious persecution,
melts into our souls, like liquid fire.
We still let it warm us,
as if it were a long, lost love.
Taste the heat.
Swallow the illusion, if it will help.
When you finish, try moving slowly.
Back to the beginning.
Remember feeling free, before the interlace?
Wrap your existence there.
Let the rest go.
There is no guarantee of a safe return,
but, there is also no danger,
in your own serenity.
by Kai Michael Neumann |
Categories:
love, peace,
Why cannot we see
The sun will shine brighter when…
we appreciate shadows as a generous reflection of truth
embrace the dazzling display of rainbow’s complement
contest burning skins on the muck heap of humanity
The night will emerge peacefully when…
we reflect upon rays of hope as a loving absorption of verity
reach out to eminent exposition of darkness’ tutelage
caress ambiguous sheathing beyond the rubbish of greed
22 June 2018
Written for the collaboration 'Poem of poems' by Charles Messina
I would like my name included, if chosen as part of the joint venture.
by Rohan Moran |
Categories:
addiction, beauty, first love,
She,
The one that no-one else can be,
Nor hope to be with,
My solitude and earthly muse,
Her love like sweet poison,
Nicotine to my soul,
An addiction that I cannot nor want to break,
Omnipotent, Omnipresent
Her love though ambiguous to all but one,
Under her spell I will not nor ever need
Anything more than she
by J. I. Thomas F. |
Categories:
love, romantic love, truth,
It shouldn't feel a trap - this golden cage.
These bindings aren't some dark means of control.
'Tis a palace on ambiguous stage.
'Tis a shrine to honor your fiery soul.
Do you think I could fear a well-locked room,
as long as I held you within its walls?
How could I see stillness as ugly doom,
when I rest with you inside silent halls?
Edifice of truth rose fast since we met,
and I still have the key to escape it.
This time when I built, there was no regret.
But look close - it's not I who can claim it.
How could I see rings as prisoner's chains?
They are signs of truth that love never wanes.
19 April 2023
by Lauren Gift |
Categories:
life
Poetry like your love reveals all my untruths. It is amazing how naked our words can make us. Poets we are. Servants only to the ink which exposes us. Ambiguous in nature but defining in language.
Poets, my ink is your forever yours.
by David Cardoso |
Categories:
confusion, depression, lost love, recovery from..., sad, teen
I slowly fall asleep,
In memories of you.
With me I keep,
Thoughts of you.
I’m awake tonight,
My eyes are closed.
You’re only in sight,
My heart’s exposed.
Lifeless I stand,
Alive only in mind.
I still don’t understand,
This love left behind.
by Jill Martin |
Categories:
life, lost love, sad,
A line smudged and fading
lies drawn in the sand
tide and time ambiguous
unrecognized by this hand
A dim light scarcely flickers
in darkest lonely void
beyond a rolling swell
too far distant to tell
if it might have been your
last farewell