Showing posts with label FAVOURITES. Show all posts
Showing posts with label FAVOURITES. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Love

The moonlight's glitter on the ocean
Couldn't be as beautiful as love

A flower in springtime bloom
Couldn't be as joyful as love

A snowflake on a tree branch
Couldn't be as delicate as love

The fiery hot glare of the sun
Couldn't be as passionate as love

A star studded midnight
Couldn't be as magical as love

A footprint upon a golden coast
Couldn't be as ephemeral as love

The blood flowing through every vein
Couldn't be as life-giving as love

The forest sawed down that regenerates
Couldn't be as forgiving as love

A shower of rain in the desert
Couldn't be as soothing as love

A fantastic insect with glittering wings
Couldn't be as alluring as love

The wind that carries a kite
Couldn't be as uplifting as love

And yet, a plague across the nations
Couldn't be as devastating as love

Friday, November 02, 2007

Awake I Lie In Solitude

Some days I hate myself
Catalogued feelings on the shelf
Come toppling down in torrents
When awake I lie in solitude

Thinking of the minutes wasted
Beauty so oft never tasted
I shudder in resentment
When awake I lie in solitude

An overhead plain of white ceiling plaster
Into which sinks the day's disaster
A multitude of careless mistakes
When awake i lie in solitude

Gradually dim the negativities
Like the city lights, I find clarity
Sleep she crawls like a snake
And my lids close in solitude







Sunday, July 22, 2007

Eyes of Silence


Sounds buzz like flitting bees
The loundness
Into the atmosphere sinks

Indifferently people talk, walk by
Uncaringly
Insensitivity surrounding them

Your eyes in all their gentleness
Sparkling peace
Calm my chaotic insides

They of quiet assurance
Unravel
Confusion's tangled nets

When mine burn furious red
Your eyes
Love-filled cool the heat

Smoothing my sharpest corners
Thank you
You make all the difference

Saturday, June 23, 2007

La Langue De L'Amour

Dans la langue de l’amour
Je t’
écris une poème
Parceque je t’adore
Et tu m’aime le
même

Les chansons qui tu chante
Les mots qui tu parle, doux
Tu m’enchante
Chaque jour, plus en plus


Je ne suis pas une femme de lettres
Mais mon amour, ecoute-moi
La place je veux
être
Est seul avec toi


TRANSLATION

In the language of love
I write you a poem
Because i adore you
And you love me the same

The songs that you sing
The words that you speak, sweet
You enchant me
Every day, more and more

I am not a woman of letters
But my love, listen to me
The place i want to be
Is only with you

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Strangers

Why do you hope for love
Like a wing clipped dove
Under a sheet of frost
Hopes for some warmth lost ?
Love to me is a stranger
The liar, the ever-changer

In an opaque bubble
Blind to the inevitable
Existing in dark hollow
Reality too hard to swallow
Truth to me is a stranger
My fantasies it wants to injure

Alone is a beautiful place
To be me without a shadowed face
Solitude, so safe and secure
No company to smilingly endure
People to me are strangers
I have but myself to endanger

And now by a reality struck
I am the rotten apple to be plucked
That it is sparkling crystal clear
'Tis I, the real imposter here
This poet herself is the stranger
And there is nothing to do to change her.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Something Lost In the Rain


I remember your music
The day you stilled me
The day you filled me
With love pure and thick
To find you was to be alive

Our drunken promises
The ones we keep
The ones that sleep
In our reminisces
"Don't think, just dive"

And smooth sailing 'twas
Sun bright
Or moonlight
Submitting not to human laws
A lie we lived all these days

We betrayed so many, their trust
We were fools
Breaking rules
How gullible love makes us
Was it us, or Fate's cruel ways

All our crazy fantasies
Like free flying
Like never dying
Or lovers in white peace
The dreams fall to the floor

So we ran and ran so far
Away from here
Anywhere but here
Fuelled by our beating hearts
Only to meet a vaulted door

Stop! Screech to a halt
Is this the end?
Can we still pretend
Our misfortunes are not our fault?
If only, if only, if only..

Iron strength melts to butter
Don't say goodbye
Don't say don't cry
These wounds will never get better
Suddenly we are so lonely

Lying here, the words resonate
You're alone
You're alone
Stifled by the world I hate
And like blood the hope drains

A new day must dawn now
Get set
To forget
A fresh breath to allow
And cleanse ourselves in the rain

Sunday, February 25, 2007

The Dying Past

Let go now, in grief
Or joy, with a hearty toast
Proposed to the past
As a lost autumn leaf
Floats like a scarlet ghost,
A forgotten outcast

She flies so aimlessly
Swirling in, about, round and out
Inhaling every last
Scent restlessly
Before fades, their fragrant shouts
And dies, the past

She once was young
Evoking jealousy like the belle of counties
With radiant green
Now sapless flies among
Forgotten homeless memories
Weathered of her sheen

Gently does she descend
To melt into earth as brown as her
Shelving every last
Precious fragment
In the mind’s depths; only a blur
Good bye, oh past!

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Saviour



It begins: her last day on earth
The morn she takes to heaven
A life withered to no worth
She contemplates yet again

Is this the end to her sorrow,
Can she leave the reeling world behind,
Is she sure of no brighter tomorrow,
Or has the hurt marred her blind?

This path she paved in recklessness
Striding on until the dead end
And anger for years repressed
In death to it will she tend

Her footprints mark the carpet
She knows she will die alone
The tear drops fall cold and wet
As fear chills her to the bone

Her thoughts swirl like fog and mist
She wonders if anyone would care
Will her quiet existence be missed,
Will just one lend her a prayer?

She faintly remembers what
Brought laughter from within
Her heart has long forgot
The whirlwind that joy brings

Her eyes search skies numerous times
For the presence of an Almighty Saviour
That heavenly ladder shall she climb
To question why He didn't save her

And him, the one she lived for
She wanted so much to stay
The boy whose touch she craved for
Seemed too strong to give away

But they have torn and tattered
He no longer shares her pain
Soft eyes reveal she is battered
She will be gone and he will be the same

Nor mother, nor father to fret
Nor the warmth of her kin
Consumed in loneliness like a blanket
Prepared to commit her final sin

Brick by brick, each one had crashed
Her silver spider web dreams
That cruel rain and wind had lashed
To leave a haunting requiem

She looks around the mess she made
Invisible sewage of a worn-out life
Reason and rationality have long strayed
One question: the noose or the knife?

Enchambered in her desolate thoughts
Her cowardice and fear drain
So years of living vainly fought
Now end in a whip of joyous pain

The blinds are closed as are her eyes
The blade of death at her throat
"Goodbye" her mind in relief sighs
In peace her soul will float

And a knock, just one, before it burst
There he stands before her in tears
The only one who quenched her thirst
The man who blew away her fears

Dear love, your time has passed
Too late for your apologies
She swipes across the vein at last
For her fragile life must softly flee

He is not weak, he holds her at once
She struggles to free his clasp
Gentle as a feather she becomes
As she crumbles in his warm grasp

Her blood like a scarlet river
She spills upon his saving arms
The past escapes in a shiver
His presence like a soothing balm

He swears to God he shall protect
This beautiful girl from pain
He prays to God this life so wrecked
He can build back up again

You can see her by the setting sun
The scars still etch her skin
And many more invisible ones
That pierced her from within

You can see her smile in wisdom
And grace the years have brought
Her smile, the fruit of her freedom
From a tiresome battle fought

Saturday, October 14, 2006

The Rose

Sensual incantation of scent
Blood-red heavenly angel sent
Pricking the fox who dares
Approach thy thorny lair

Passionate tango of romance
Thy fragrance with senses dance
Inebriated as they float along
Sways each to thy crimson song

Petals of softness adorning thee
Robes of scarlet jealousy
Regally they shroud thy soul
Sweet perfume so gently unfolds

As thee, my life takes shape
These dusty words, my escape
Thorny eyes protect inside
Soft, red scent, in me I hide

As wild like scarlet fire
Thy radiance do I desire
Unbending under command
Of wind or rain or sun to stand

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

You

Your eyes
Pools of hazel reflecting depths
Within my drowning secrets kept
Essence of truth beneath swims
Caressing my every whim


Your arms
Bearing the weight of my sorrow
Protecting love for tomorrow
Blanketing true comfort, warm
Holding out against the storm


Your lips
Trickling songs and kisses pure
Passionate, yet gently demure
Honey-sweet, they await me
Tender dreams frame reality


Your voice
Heady with music it fills
Moving my body but silently still
Erupting words from heaven alight
Weaving poetry into the night


Your smile
Melting fragile emotions
Veiling worldy commotion
Causing my heart to skip beats
Each magical time we meet


Your touch
Soft and gentle tease
Airy waves of autumn breeze
Skimming roses across my skin
Senses alive like never been


You
Reason enough to awake today
Through valleys dark, a golden ray
Answers to questions abound
In you, each one is found

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

If

If I laughed when I had the chance
If I did when you asked me to dance
If no-one were watching us
If time was not stalking us
If all that was wrong turned right
If we we could be alone tonight
If hearts were never broken
If there were no words left unspoken
If not a glistening tear shed
If tomorrow I don't wake from bed
If your eyes didn't betray the truth
If we could drink from a fountain of youth
If money moved not a man
If only they would understand
If a kiss could bring me to life
If blood never dripped from a knife
If the world stopped going round
If we could run away and never be found
If my every wish were granted true
I'd only wish to stay with you.

Friday, July 28, 2006

Tearless

Grey skies rumble in: a storm
Brewing another distorted day
Tornadoes swirl, as does my brain
Lost in time, misplaced.

Sad music serenades on
Stung by its resounding melody
I lie awake, alone, awash by thoughts
Cold feelings and stinging melodies.

Pause, breathe, wait, think, they say
But a single shade is this morn
In the spectrum of life
As though they have never hurt.

Numbed by lonliness
Blinded by fear
Scathing anger simmering
And smiling tearless eyes

Not a drop do I cry
Bottled fury, sealed pain
Never-betraying, smiling tearless eyes
Veiling my insides of sorrow.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Abstract Mind

A heart, Artistic
A life, Mystic
These hands, creating
These eyes, ever searching

What things unseen, catch my eye
As a world of normality passes by:
Delicate white lace in the breaking tide
A lost feeling in memory revived,
The curve of a hip in sand dunes,
Silver fairy dust in craters of the moon,
The sweat of labour in melting ice,
Twinkling diamonds in the eyes of surprise,
The stench of murder in a matador's red
Twisted lies in golden truth said
The depth of the past in a bottle of ink,
Desperate clasping hands in chain links.

This mind, heady with Fantasy
This mind, severed from Reality
This mind, straying from Fact
This mind, Unreal, Abstract.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Let it Slide

When your world is a mess, insane
Don't scream out loud, refrain
Keep your chin high,
Wipe those red eyes dry
Away with these washable stains.

When hope crumbles in your hands
Weary and weak, you lose your stand
Another ditch in the road,
A minute of biting cold
But a thread in the intricate plan.

When its a blizzard of bad days
There's a light through the haze
It's a momentary gale
Soon, your ship will set sail
To the door at the end of the maze.

Just let things slide,
Take trouble in your stride
Why frown, why worry
You will get through the calamity
What counts is the ride

Just let things slide
Don't you feel deprived
These tremors are a phase
That time will soon erase
Just a shake to your pride
Let it slide.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Bathroom Star


Towel cosy against my skin
Needing to unwind from within
To soak away all my woes
As rivulets over my body flows.

Cooling, calming, clarifying,
Falling, flowing, filling;
Healing with incessant slivers
My daily ritual in the shower:

A song sprouts from my lips
Feet moving to the rhythmic drips
The wet, white marble becomes
My audience as to my tune, I hum

The concert is on, I'm in the groove
People singing as I bust my moves
Without a care, I'm on a high
Shampoo suds like confetti fly
When my hips move in jiving motions
The fanatic crowd of my imagination
Cheers on as I lose my mind
Within the bathroom, behind closed blinds.
Jamming on a fake electric guitar
A pretentious girl for a rock star
Tonight there's no stopping this diva
As mercilessly, she sings in the shower!

Unknowing of my nakedness
Down the drain goes mounted stress
And just as my fans roar, "Encore!"
I slip on the soap, and fall to the floor!

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Sweet Surrender

What's this thing I've never felt?
I find so hard to define
With these feelings I've never dealt
But you're near me and I'm fine.

You came along, to freeze me speechless
But amidst verses swims my mind:
Thank the stars above love has reached us
At last the missing pieces have aligned.

Like rain drenching a dusty day;
Like an oasis upon burning sands;
Like crystal ocean over dry rocks spray;
You washed over me, darling, unplanned.

Sing with smooth voice, blow me away
Flash a smile, I'm weak in my knees
Say u won't leave me astray
Stay for just a minute more, please.

From mystic magic, so astounding
Floats this melting symphony, unheard:
When you are the tune resounding
I blend as its heartfelt words.

Now, swept by this thing, never felt
With invisible wings we soar in wonder
Our every fear, like snowflakes, melt
For to you, I have surrendered.

Friday, May 26, 2006

The Beauty of the Sea


As each strong wave pounds on the rocks
I stand, spellbound by the Sea
As the spray and foam quench the docks
I am breathlessly gazing at the blue queen

She embodies the patient and calm
With liquid lips kissing the sliver sand
Submissive to the breeze of the night
That takes her towards the moonlit land

She simmers with indomitable power
Ruining men, with a mere crystal wave
Looming over great cities, she towers
When she is raged, nothing is safe
And her crystal touch, saline
Glistening under the noon sun
Rushing waters, a symphony, divine
She is the joyous one

Nought else can be her
She is unique
None on earth will own her
She is free
And I, I am awestruck
Kneeling before the Sea.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Big Fat Snail (inspired by Roald Dahl)

One day in a store right down the street,
(James had earned some money and was getting a treat)
He splurged on chocs, candy and the works
(Including M&Ms, Mars and Perk)
He strolled to a spot, sat down and hail,
His rump was impaled on a Big Fat Snail!
“By gum,” Jim said, “holy cow!”
“How did that get there, how?”
At first it looked like a poor little thing,
But on closer observation, it had the evilest grin.
Jim started sweating, he was utterly scared
Its eyes were bulging, its teeth were bared.
(Here comes the part where he was a real twit.
When I tell his friends, he'll be the class git!)
Jimmy threw it some of his sour candy pops
And soon realized that it like strawberry chocs.
(Duh, snails are allergic to sour candy pops;
They react much better to strawberry chocs)
The snail started bubbling and melted to the ground
The acid reached him and at his feet he found
That he had started to melt and bubble down
And both James and the snail oozed to the ground!

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Love is...

A strong shoulder to lean on to
A mop to soak up every tear
A kiss on my cheek to wake up to
A buddy to share a beer

A song to make me swoon
A laugh to make my day
A cuddle in the living room
An affirmative that I'm not gay

A crutch when I'm feeling lame
A touch infusing warmth
A sense of beauty when its all the same
A dry towel in raging storms

A raised finger to a jerk
Chicken soup to cure my cold
A hug after a long day's work
A place where dreams unfold

Love is...
You

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Shadow



Silence...
No sound in the alleyway,
Her direction gone astray.
Concrete canvases display
Ghouls of black night among the grey.

Glance...
Inhuman, bloodless spies
Through the corner of her eyes
Her courage with each step dies
The world is deaf to her cries.

Stealth...
Noislessly they follow
Creatures of the moon, hollow
Using only black to gallow
Her words, her screams, she swallows.

Hide...
They reach out in despair!
Stifled by their glares
She evades each piercing stare
And offers a silent prayer.

Run...
Towards horizon bright
The sun, her secret weapon in the dark fight
She escapes from the beasts of the night
As they are doused by the burning light.

Poetry

when language like bubbling streams flow




when words are laid down to fit like lovers' hands




when you feel the essence of the poet from within




when swirling thoughts are caught in the net of rhythm



when images reel as you read




when pen and paper create a symphony




then, it is poetry