romanticindeed
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What a smile,Upon looking to seeWhat is most Heavenly!Love, as you, has seemed to undoAll the knots in my heart,All the confusions I’ve long embraced,All the heat I’ve long been to laceAround my body and mind. Now you will play as the knitterThe embroider,The simple seamstress,To bind us forever, in eternal togetherness. My own love…
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I cry often,Whenever I unearthOldness from coldness.Perhaps a misplaced photograph, suddenly foundBy a heap of dust.I look upon that dust, to next wonder,“Is it you, the flesh of my flesh?” The lady who did die,Was the death that makes me cry.I’ll weep the tears,Staining my barren cheeks,Staining beneath my swollen eyes,And not a single tear,Will…
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Were we ever Moses, upon a better timeTo part a way for our love to unite? Were we ever the two nations to meetUpon a time when we had meant to kiss? Were we ever what we needed to beTo eat up common logic with watery emotion? Were we ever spouses to beTo love eternally?…
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I start to believeWhen standing upon this shore,That I am as broken as the waves that collapse. My place and timeIs forgotten,Is abandoned,Inside and outside of my mind.What has broken?Is it the heart in my chest, where I feel a well?Is it my mind that has cracked open to expelAll the little fears that would…
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One neglected kiss,Among a hundred.One bloody wave, to another thousand,And I am upon this ocean, kissing its breeze.It no longer heals,When the waves were singular, in my mind,Soon as love tossed aside, my forlorn life. Beauty is feebleUpon roses made of thorns and no petals.Just a stem that I loop around my head,To be alike…
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You plundered the blue,Off what was brand new,And show up as you knewAll to break throughMy heart, with jagged edges.And, it is broken in two,Though, the symmetry was never there,Those eyes of yoursCould never really stare,To see from beyond your falling hairThat coated your face,To notice not even a trace. I am a new manWith…
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How is your demise,Appearing, before your eyes?How are those closed lies,Looking, before your closed lids?How is every detail, quitting you,While you remember what is deemedOnly by you,To be necessary for memory? There are many things you should remember,But, you’ll only remember specifics,It is a pathetic way. How is your guilt treating you?Gutting you?Eviscerating you? How…
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Bled, we were, upon an ocean gulfTo spread South, to where distant heat resides.And, to heal, to kneel, with eyes upon the sun,And, to feel, to seal, our wounds with our own tears.You have a heartbeat that skipsStones upon the water’s surface.Lost, though found, on death’s own compound,Found, but bound, with Hell to hear for…
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Eternity is too true to be new,Like what had wetted her lips,As the softest gleam I ever knew,Like two petals,With one facing towards Heaven,And the other facing my feet,At the place she’d occasionally bleed. Beauty is always bound in the embrace of serenity,In that lock her and me, knew to beBoth warm and cold, in…
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When I want to kiss, I will smotherThee, among all your surrender.And when you are upon knees and handsTo see, what has come of the kiss, burning upon your scarlet,You will drink, whether it be forced to beLet through your throat, to the level where you plead. Drink up, beauty,With your face and frown upon…
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When you cried aloud to the deepest blueOf my mind.When you had noticed what is truly wrongWith my kind,I gave you greater sight to the cruelest seaThat runs over my skin, the blood of my debris.The blood from my skin roars fervently. Can you see?Can you tellExactly what had formed our graces, in matrimony?Holiness is…
Modern Romanticism 