by Linda-Marie Sweetheart |
Categories:
love, heart, heart,
"Listen! to the Heart"
~~~~~~~~
every heart strums strings of symphony
an open book exploring dreams and fantasies
the lovebeat touches emotions and feelings serene
as candy-filled caramel cremes.
every heart twirls in tune to love and romance
a paradox portrait of lovers in a trance
echoing laughter in harmonious haven
or a fickle falsetto black as a raven.
every heart is a treasure chest of precious jewels
as tenderness comforts those heartaches so cruel
the heart always gives; suddenly takes away
so listen to the heart; hear the words it must say.
by Anbes Rawal |
Categories:
age, death, death of a friend, fear, music, paradise, people,
My piety,my poetry ,my love
All are in vain
my music, my love ,my mind
All are running insane
My rhymes are all crooked
I can't write a perfect song
Looks like my life is worthless
my music, my poetry its all gone
Behold the paradox,
In these old rhymes
living in a worthless life
All these times
The music's almost over
just need to turn out the light
I need just one leap
Need to show on last fight
I need to create something
something that makes you feel
the goal isn't to live forever
Its to create something that will
by John Watt |
Categories:
joy, love, time,
LOVE IS:
- that which is sculpted by time
yet defies time...
- that which energizes
yet drains all energy...
- that which is focused by the lens of sacrifice
yet denies any sacrifice was made...
- made strong
by sharing weaknesses...
- made pure
by sharing impurities...
- made joyful
by sharing burdens...
- made eternal
by sharing time...
by Brian Strand |
Categories:
love, philosophy,
Two
as one-
marriage
takes us beyond
sex
by Aaron Mcintosh |
Categories:
absence, deep, first love, grief, heartbroken, missing you, poetry,
I miss the remedies of our past selves,
I miss the extract of blight from the tip of your lips.
I miss your abstract sunrise tumbling down your shoulders,
I miss the offset emeralds looking outward.
I miss our blaze that once caught the world on fire,
I miss the passionate extremities of our youth.
I miss the quite afterthoughts of the nights spent together,
I miss the way you removed me from my paradox.
I miss our alikeness, our kindled spirit,
I missed your final words.
I miss,
I missed.
by Guy-Adler Dorelien |
Categories:
love
Bitter and sweet
Bliss and misery
Are, all the things that you,
Inspire in me.
Your name gives my heart, just
A hot chill.
Until my fastened lips are able to,
Open and say “I love you”.
But alas my mind becomes delusional,
Unable to approach the being that is you.
by Tom Arnone |
Categories:
age, first love, growing up, nostalgia, old, sick, youth,
If I had to recount a range for pure,
If would be womb to birth to sixteen years.
Aglow with vigor on a virgin shore --
Of first-love hugs and superhuman tears.
Fearless and careless of body and mind,
A known contradiction, a youthful show.
But, age spins quickly to the daily grind --
And, feelings reverse as we age and flow.
Gray and grown with painful inflammation.
Nothing to fear from a senior mind-prism.
Protesting every new deformation --
The paradox of youth versus wisdom.
Young, infinite, bliss, immortality --
Lost in mature, moonless normality.
August 23, 2016
Which Of The Four Would You Choose - Poetry Contest
by Joe Dinki |
Categories:
inspirational,
Curiosity can stew.
O’er the surface brew,
Through gravel and the dew,
A noble idea will stumble
Over table, kiln and shrew,
to knock upon the door of life,
And join the chosen few.
But who shall shell such feats,
to take those steps so true?
Why, God’s love and common
Sense my friend.
Be ye willing,
Be ye true…
For feet covered bold in love,
Will take you through and through,
Past the haughty and the naughty,
Over the hills and far away,.
A pair of socks is God 's offering to you;
to track your kingdom come,
to blend your toes as one,
to comfort new,
The deeds you do,
To meld our souls undone.
by Mike Butler |
Categories:
lost love, love
Our eyes reflect that certain uncertainty
Between you and me. The never ending
Obsessing over obscurity. Adding,
Subtracting to the mystification of—us.
We are defined with no meaning,
But clearly comprehendible when several
Possible internal interpretations have
Brought an equally equivocal answer to the
Perennial paradox of pleasure and pain, that leads
To a contradictory conundrum of the weary
Wonderment of several potential possibilities
With no deliberate intent to mislead or cause
Ambiguity.
by S.Jagathsimhan Nair |
Categories:
love,
It seems pre-destined
That my canoe should
never make it across
Your river of love
Getting always sucked in
At the vortex in its middle
Only to resurrect itself
As a triumphant memory
Or as a likeable defeat
Left floating all over you
As clouds bearing the rains
That sustain your flow
That should pour over you
But never to win over you
But ever wins you over.
S.Jagathsimhan Nair
For PD's 'Any romantic poem' contest on 28 May 13
by Mark Goodson |
Categories:
love, valentines day,
To anyone who's been in love
Do find understandings for paradox of a valentine
What apparent contradictions are found to be true
A valentine's love is both red and blue
Love makes one blissful
yet oh so miserable too
It's frightening to one's brain cells
Yet supports the healing of the mind
Love is physical to the touch
But spiritual to feelings
How incredibly fragile to be broken hundreds apart
Yet what can be stronger than a lover's love from the heart
Deathless it seems, one's Alpha Omega of entwinements
The potential puzzle of never solution
To express one's face of both the smiler and the cryer
by Joy Wellington |
Categories:
girlfriend-boyfriend
From the collapsed gold mine of our love
An opening again has been found
Where trust turned debris of fallen faith
Now stands, diamond strength of renewal and hope
I, the paradox, declared I would love eternally
Washed away, in a sea of doubt and uncertainty
Dismissed the very essence of my joy
The one who made me to feel like his princess
Gladly now, a fiduciary of his everlasting love
Mistakes polish my experience
No more down the road of doubts
The most precious diamond in his collection
So my dearest, with you I’ll walk
Hand in hand through all coming situations
Giant steps forward, never to retreat
Love and hope and happiness, just what we seek
by Shantae Ortega |
Categories:
self,
I am a paradox.
I am faithful and yet detached.
I am committed and yet so very relaxed.
I love pretty much everyone,
And yet no one.
I am sociable but also a loner.
I am gentle and also very tough.
I am passionate but,
I can also be platonic.
I am predictable in my own unpredictable ways.
by Chris Mclain |
Categories:
murder, nature,
Live coals underground
The paradox of our love
The horizon moves
by Andrea Travis |
Categories:
lost love, love, nature,
Yes I hear the thunder
But I see no lightning
Yes I see the rain
With the sun shining in
Yes I see the lightning
But I don't hear the thunder
With the rain pouring down
I can't feel it on my skin
Yes the sun warms me
With a freezing breeze
All across my cheeks
Rustling through the leaves
Oh yes, its summer
But, it's cold winter now
Ever since you took your love
And left me here to shout
My world a paradox
Of soundless thunder
And dry rain going up
You dried up my passion
As you took away my love.
by Dan Keir |
Categories:
blue, color, feelings, first love, freedom, friend, friendship, girl, girlfriend, passion, philosophy, places, poets, pride, red, relationship,
She is red, a riot,
Rolling with recklessness and
Reaping the rewards of passion.
I am carpet blue.
Bubbling with banality, bursting
Boredom with silent fashion.
Colliding in the corridor
We pace a purple paradox.
We’re her favourite colour.
by John Freeman |
Categories:
life, love
~God, Ghost and Love, the one glove trinity!
Love be the host of the Ghost all in God.
The paradox is a divinity.
Minds inept to define precept in sod(flesh),
as conscience's precepts shall receive the nod.
For Dr Ram’s
Contest: God, Ghost and Love
by Winged Warrior |
Categories:
analogy, conflict, lost love,
In temporal time my heart speaks in mime
Thru celestial chime a sorrow sublime
Parallel paradigm punitive crime
Galactic grime of love’s climactic climb
With savoring shadows I’m lost in rhyme
Like lingering lime a paradox prime.
April.26.2017
Rhymers delight-internal monorhyme-2
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
by An Pham Thanh |
Categories:
love,
I want to divide my heart into two parts
One is for loving you
One is for hating myself for loving you
One is for missing you
One is for trying to erase the memories about you
Why is love like a paradox?
No matter what I do
You stay in every piece of my memories
The guitar is playing the song of yesterday
The song of you
You seemed so far
Out of the small room we had those days
And I am so far from yesterday
Is there the rain flowing into the river of memories
Washing all the things we had together?
You were here, in my heart
But it wasn't me in the memory flashed in your eyes!
by Thomas King |
Categories:
love, universe,
How does one traverse the distance,
Between two hearts separated by love?
How can one pass the infinite expanse
Of time created by their loneliness
Will their longing and heartache
Explode Like a supernova
Creating a vortex
That sends them both spiraling
Into an abyssal plutonic existence
Or will their passion and desire
Be strong enough to bend and warp the continuum
Bringing the far ends of the universe
In upon its self
Allowing their love to join once again
Creating a intergalactic paradox
Of celestial oneness.
by Brian Strand |
Categories:
poetry, poets,
FULTON after Hamish, a space poem so 'squarish'
EMILY a paradox , not new ..after Dickinson's no 1732
KUHLMANN seven words of bliss, after Qurinus, sonneted LOVE KISS
DARYUSH Elizabeth's triplet you see! with syllables 6, 5, 3
You may hear me recite from my 4000 + PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro..
catch my short forms like these above @strandpoet on twitter..
read my kindle guides on amazo
by Scarlet Zaire |
Categories:
emotions, i love you, i miss you,
I will hold on to this hope alone,
That soon, one day I’ll be back home.
Picture perfect portraits of our future together,
Making my heart flutter.
The immense security,
When you wrap your arms around me,
The thought of your soft lips makes me strong,
Though made me asked myself how I came to last long?
I might be crazy,
Writing to you in every poetry.
So many things about you doesn’t make sense,
Yet I love you without a hence.
You’re a paradox,
I want to grasp…
Spend the rest of my life trying to figure out,
My love, you’re the only one I talk about.
by Cyprian Duruaku |
Categories:
adventure, urban,
ECHOES FRO THE STREET
VOICES OF DECEIT
FLAMES OF FURY FREELY LIT
DANCE STEPS AND RHYTHMS OF A DRUMLESS BEAT
SICKENING THOUGHTS IN SICKENED MINDS
IMPENDING MELEE WITHOUT SIGN
FORWARD AND ONWARD MOVEMENT OF TIME
IMPERSONATIONS AND DELIBeRATIONS ON THE FRONTLINE
SHRILLING SHOUTS OF JOY AND PAIN
AND FREELY MOVES THOSE ONES INSANE
PARADOX UNLEASHED IN QUEST OF GAIN
ETHICAL PALSY OUTWITS THE CAIN
ECHOES FROM THE STREET
WHISPERS OF LOVE AND HATE
ERRORS THAT CANT DELETE
PORTMANTEAU CONDITION THAT REITERATE
by Leon Enriquez |
Categories:
feelings,
Morning delight
Fiery sunburst;
Elegant conversation
This paradox
Black upon white;
Yin-Yang contrast
Busy street corner
Each person alone;
Crowded solitude
Mall spectators
Browsing and looking;
Yet not seeing
I style a smile
To greet a stranger;
Sparkling sunburst
Valentine shoppers
Seeking to buy;
Love now barters
Leon Enriquez
13 Feb 2014
Singapore
by Leon Enriquez |
Categories:
change,
Love feels good:
Yet why
Do I feel
Strange unease?
Stray uncertainty
Comes around
Rain in the breeze
Why do I fear?
This paradox
Confusion limps
Will my heart heal?
Is vain cheer enough?
Love brings chaos
Of some sort
Uncertainty dilutes
What did I miss?
Beware despair
Disguised as false hope
No ecstasy here
Insecurity oozes
Broken with pain
Change feels strange
Even the air
Feels entanglement
Leon Enriquez
19 March 2016
Singapore