by Anonomus Scorpio |
Categories:
beauty, earth, love, seasons, sexy, spring,
Your beautiful vanity will resurrect the weak
Growing emeralds changing landscapes by the week
The pitiful old man couldn't see past obsessive bleak
His white canvas now serves to feed that which you seek
The maple fire in your eyes now flows with every creak
Oh, beautiful mother, that ice will become your creek
So long this is goodbye, this springtime will be unique
by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories:
art, dedication, humanity, muse, poetess, poetry, writing,
Besma, rhyme old poetess
The word for her a charming princess
Poetry is her valiant knight
A guiding Muse who pops at night
So obsessive she is about spelling
With a genuine flair for creative writing
Her forte is the soulful human touch
So elated when praised as such
Watching romance and action films her leisure
Reading and listening to music for her a pleasure
Horror movies make her heart sink
For sci-fi stories she has no flowing ink
To serve and enlighten, her wish and dream
With Love, peace and joy Humanity will beam
To help the world beautify, that’s her aim
Not just a goal, for her a right to claim..
Bio Poetry Contest sponsored by : Julianne Williams
by Don Johnson |
Categories:
adventure, love,
obsessive love is hard to shake,
of love n hurt no distance makes,
better still the embers rake,
yes love must have its fill,
past lingers with the sweetest thrill,
but i still hesitate...
Don
by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories:
teenage,
Altered, boisterous, confounded, disruptive, energetic, fine-tune, growing.
Hyper, inquisitive, jokesters kindling love, mystified.
Nervously obsessive, pubescences question radical substance, surprising.
Teasing, uncontrollably visiting wild, xanadu youthful zest.
Copyright October 15, 2014
by Iolanda Scripca |
Categories:
life, nature,
Pacific murmur
Blond eyelids wake up seagulls
Happiness alive
Surf and rays in love
Paintbrushes escape from box
Immortality...
Tempera of Soul
Obsessive Golden Spectrum
Rip open my chest
Don' t need oxygen
Growing gills, play with dolphins
Sun alive again...
***for P.D.'s Contest " Sunrise"***
by Christie Morris |
Categories:
angst, lost love, teen
Kristy
Crazy, Erratic, Obsessive, Insecure
Sister of Jessie
Lover of no
Who feels the pain
Who fears the sea
Who would like to see the sunshine
Resident of heartbreak
Morris
by Nehpets Gnik |
Categories:
emotions,
My God is not your God
My Demon is not your Demon
If pigs fly
If snakes jumps
If horses lay eggs
Than God and Satan are fables.
My God is just
Tolerant
Receptive
Forbearing
And above all forgiving.
My Demon is addictive
Obsessive
Enslaving
Oppressing
And above all disheartening.
God makes me sad with emotions
Languishing love
Disconsolate
Weeping for my shortcomings.
Satan makes me brave
Giving me hope
Pleasure
Indulgence to carnal desire.
I hunger for them both
Without them I am lost
Disoriented
Unhinged.
by Joon Seo |
Categories:
black love, blue, miss you, teen, teen love, teenage, true love,
I have eyes but I can't see anything
I have hands but I can't feel anything
I don't have insomnia but I can't sleep
I don't have Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder but I can't stop worrying
I used to be able to see you, feel you
Now, I can't even call out your name
You used to be mine
But I can't have you anymore
The more I try to go near
The more you get further away
Don't leave me alone
I don't want to be alone
Help me find my way home
Cuz I can't find it being alone
by Anisha Dutta |
Categories:
love,
LOVE
Love blooms from bud of dormant desire,
Prime passion to honor and to admire.
Love is dedication cum devotion
Love is obsessive veiled by emotion.
Love spreads smell of romantic aroma.
Tangling tension swaying in dilemma.
Love is possessive, not to justify.
Love surrenders, if clash to pacify.
Sweetest sentence :‘I love you’ to listen
or to speak, when two wobbling hearts glisten.
08/07/18
Second Place
'Your Interpretation of 'What Love Is' Contest buy Bobby May
Contest No. 543 by Brian Strand
by M Asim Nehal |
Categories:
color, love, passion,
I saw thy beauty in sunrise
the tangerine charm of sun that delight
and equated your smooth skin to sunset
when the sun is trying to hide
It is the colour that brings me a smile
It's romantic and like a beautiful dream.
birds chatter, "I love you," with a sweet bliss.
The color orange is memorable for me,
As my lover confessed and endorsed her love to me
these memories are associated with sunset;
Hence, I shall cherish it forever and ever....
by Johnette Loefgren |
Categories:
passion,
Rising
on convection currents
let the heat waves take you higher
Sunspots on the eye of reason
bright obsessive radiation,
casting shadows on the desert
rippling on the rolling ocean
rise and fall across the mountains
leaning out against the sunset
burning sails on the horizon,
Solar sailors, lost in love.
by Patrice Trice Jackson |
Categories:
change, courage, deep, for her, for him, god, identity,
I loved you so
My love became obsessive
Lost grip on my life,
On my soul,
My life,
Myself
It was all about you
Nothing, nobody else
I allowed you to have control
Before I knew it, you became my idol
I worship everything about you
Spent my time trying to please you
I lost touch with God
Change my ways to please you
In my eyes, you were my king
I realized no men on earth,
deserve that much power
God is the only spirit that I praise,
Worship,
Love unconditionally…
We have to be careful
Not to let a person become
Our idol
by Matthew Lorenz |
Categories:
love
Lust that cannot be faltered
Opening doors that no other can enter
Violent passion followed by obsessive nature
Everlasting love found straight from the heart
by Willow Tree |
Categories:
conflict, heartbroken, heaven, together, true love,
Oh, listen to the songs of my new heart.
I write all my life stories with a pen
For if my sad life would have to restart,
I would do it all to see you again.
I float down to my world with you once more.
My parasol floats through the air with ease,
And finally, my feet will touch the floor.
The clouds below give me a gentle breeze.
If fate shall lead your heart from loving grasp,
Never give her satisfaction, my love.
When I see you again, your hands I’ll clasp
So you won’t be taken to skies above.
If I must die for your love then I will,
For any person you want, I shall kill.
by Paul Callus |
Categories:
love hurts,
Infatuated
by obsessive
urges and desires
he swims in
seas of illusion
where fluctuating
intense waves of
longing and despair
play havoc with
his fragile heart.
- - - - - - - - - -
by Kristen Wallen |
Categories:
lost loveme, love, me,
I'm waiting for you, I'm making those desperate calls, I'm looking down every alley, I'm
losing my head trying to find you.
Loving me is not as easy as it seems, especially when I'm so obsessive.
Obscene would be what most would have called our relationship.
your Value to me was often praised greatly, more so than my importance to you.
Un Equally, love was not on both parts. You failed to give me the heaps of love I dished
out to you.
have You any idea what went wrong? Because I'm lost.
Off you went, made hence, out of my life, but I'm still clueless as to why.
Undergoing so much pain since you left hasn't been easy.
So sorry this had to be so cheesy.
by Lisa Smith |
Categories:
lost loveheart, heart, love,
Wanting Love Is Certain Madness,
Seductive, Selfish, Ensnaring Ones Heart.
Always Needs You, But Makes You Less,
Hungry, Wanting, Unwilling To Not Part.
One's Obsessive Love Makes You Crazy,
Enticing Mutiny of The Heart From The Mind.
Imagination Knows No Lazy,
Craving Gluttony For the Desires of Your Kind.
Wanting Love Is Certain Madness,
Now Crippling, Muting the Seductive Dreams.
Desires Hungry For Forwardness,
Never Realizing What the Heart So Deems.
by Teddy Kimathi |
Categories:
imagery, love, lust, nature, night, sensual,
Our constant acts of pleasure remind me
of the big full moon,
and the tides-
every time I get closer to you,
you get so excited that your
curvaceous body rises high,
only to return on the bed
when I go further away....
by Charles Grisham |
Categories:
angst, loss, lost love, drug,
I'm sore and I'm bruised
I'm drunk again
Old faithful thoughts
That used to be kind
Now destroy my sadistc mind
Chaotic and obsessive sights
Follow the scitzophranic tones
To my drugged up actions
Will never be supressed
Perhaps this is why
My reputation follows me
Possibly this is why
I can't find love
Maybe I'm too young
Or not mature enough
But I know what it feels like
To have steel driven through
Your heart by a hardened source
It's impossible to drink away
The memory of your lost love
And only for temporary relief
Does it give until the hangover
Then I'm getting drunk again
by Delilah Orlando |
Categories:
dedication, girlfriend-boyfriend, love,
The look in your eyes when your about to kiss me
The hugs we share when I know you missed me
When you rub the back of my head
So affectionate but not blatantly
I wanna feel like your craving me
But not all the time,
Like you're saving me
I've had a lot of animosity
But honestly,
I Love You Baby like Crazy
I wanna be a better lady
I know I could be a little less lazy
Maybe less obsessive and possessive
Your love is a gift
I'll give it all that I can give
I'm glad it didn't go the other way
Thank God you decided to stay
I have a grudge that I have to put away
Becauz today is a new day
I Love You half as my much as tomorrow
Twice as much as yesterday
by Ojingiri Hannah |
Categories:
death, death of a friend, life, poetry,
What's the difference between now or later?
When we will all receive the gift of death we can't refuse
Death greets every nation
Both Negro and the Paleface
Whether you left at ninety or fifteen
Memories of you on earth will fade gradually
Songs of funeral and proclamation of love
Only last a moment
Dreams and wishes will fade like smokes from quenched fire
And you will be an empty vessel in grave feeling relieve from obsessive ties to life
No matter how much you strive for a better life
You will die
The time may be different
But your time will never miss you
by DM Babbit |
Categories:
love, lust,
I burn within the fires
of a secret heart desires
to love and lust with all it inspires.
There is an ember glow,
deep inside my soul
when dreams are in the flow.
A magma river that streamed
sliding in and out my dreams
where you held my heart in loving screams.
Fan the flame, let the oxygen breathe
and in your arms I can be the thief
where I alone am shaft and you the sheaf.
Let the fire consume you and me
never set me free
while I'm lost in the embrace of destiny.
I yearn
in the obsessive turns
within my heart that burns
I'm on fire.
by Dylan Dhinsa |
Categories:
12th grade, anxiety, growth, introspection, irony, life, smart,
Drowning in oxygen,
Freezing burns,
Tight space,
Why is this all weirdly normal?
Everyone is clearly confused
Because suffering silently,
Obsessive love,
Slowing plummeting
Isn’t to you acting normal?
I’m rejecting humanities contradictions
We become oxymorons
by Jay Del Fierro |
Categories:
adventure, lost love, love, strength,
Drawn from chaos Eros spell
Cupids arrow lovers swell
ought naught the stomach
.......full of knots,
can't eat,can't sleep emotion weeps
Crime of passion hotly contested
inner strength has meltdown bested
to have,too hold obsessive possession
the lovers twisted self annihilation.....
Bow string taut and quiver full
vibrations follow arrows pulled
deep the wound and deeper still
the mind to lose it's strength of will
driven is infatuated lust.....
distinguish difference our Pysche must
bring home to love our soul to trust,
guided on those winded gusts......
by Anais Vionet |
Categories:
longing, missing, summer, teen, vacation,
I miss you - your methodical intelligence, your clear and definite character, your scratchy-blue-beard, your voice - a high fidelity love song.
I’m less obsessive about you in the rush of college with its narrowed perspectives and endless, immediate goals. It’s harder on vacation. There’s too much free time.
I’m tortured by my own needs.
“I can live without him,” I say, out of the blue, to no one - we’re lounging by a spa pool - “I’m going to reel myself in,” I add, listlessly “or I could just invite him - he’d show up for his own reasons..”
“You’re talking to yourself.” Lisa says.
“I’m seeking expert advice.” I answer back, shaking my head as if to throw off doubts.