Modern Romanticism

The aspect of romance, divided between the heartening and the thoughtful.

Words of Wisdom – “The Fragmentation of a Viewpoint” – Philosophy on Love – 10/16/2019

October 16, 2019

“Many will point out, and many more will say for others to point out, and we can then be lucky we only point a single finger out of our ten, when we are pointing at something. What this means, is the viewpoint, being fragmented when one will say, ‘All are entitled to the interpretation’. Though, to what extent does the viewpoint become another viewpoint, among eight billion others, until it is merely a fragment of the whole mirror? Of a singular sight, and were all eight billion people upon this planet to hold their own viewpoint of that one sight, it merely turns whatever was significant, into smaller and smaller insignificance. We then begin to grudgingly point to each other, and make viewpoints of others, for that one viewpoint of a single person to also become fragmented. What all this does, is deter a human from closeness, into a distance. We no longer peer into the mirror from up close, into a person’s eyes from up close, to see what may be commonalities between two persons. We lose, not sacrifice, romance and love, in this. We lose the meaning of marriage, into believing in ‘expiration dates’ for those romances. It is pathetic. Many would die for an eternal romance, and many more will die because of a failed one.”


Words of Wisdom – “A Man’s Manhood in Romance” – Philosophy on Love – 10/14/2019

October 14, 2019

“Should a man smile upon the exiting from a romance, he is dirt. He is the fool, without the water that he ever drunk from being the waters of a woman’s heart. The path before him was always solid as dirt, and he never was inside a woman’s heart. He was sure, he was certain, without any place to soak himself in her tears, shower himself in her sadness; because, when he does, that is when he does the second thing to prove himself, after the first thing. Begging for forgiveness is the second time when a man submits himself to her might. A woman’s might, in this sense, places a man first on his knees, during when he proposes, and the second time on his knees when he’s committed a grave error that may end the romance.

The quote that describes a man’s home as his fortress, are the walls he keeps sturdy from within, because those walls are the walls of a woman’s heart. He is within it, and he is trapped, willingly so.”

Words of Wisdom – “A Man’s Tears of Failure” – Philosophy on Love – 10/14/2019

October 14, 2019

“When does a man weep, one may ask? It is when he has lost. Show a woman to him, and he will never again see the world in black and white, caught between success and failure. He will see the colors of her, from her smile, from her scent, from her garments.

Though, should he lose her, he will feel as though he’s lost, once more, receding him back to a former time. He will never want to see his own face, he will neglect cleaning himself, and his own garments will turn to rags.”

Words of Wisdom – “Love is a Place of Submission” – Philosophy on Love – 10/14/2019

October 14, 2019

“With love, it is first a matter of like attracts like, before one knows more, enough to discover parts of the other half that one does not like. After which, those dislikes will challenge the love, until such imperfections grow into perfections, by the love, itself. Love grows all into wholeness. Like the flower that was once a bud, or the flower that held onto its final root before it would die, any care granted to it would make such a fragment find its other pieces, to create the whole. From imperfection to perfection, love is the closest experience to humanity’s only understanding of infinity, in our little worlds of limitation.

In love, one faces themselves, their mirror image, to discover perhaps what they could never like. That is, what they had denied to ever exist. God may be the picture to this, through repeated denial for Him, in today’s time. Love is an emotion we do not stop for, because, in love, we continually walk past all things that could keep us bound. Fear resonates in this, love penetrates us in this, makes us vulnerable, and we are forced to drop our meager pride, to see its light.

We do not stop for love, because love is an emotion that requires willingness to submit to it. In a political world of force, all that is lacking.”

Words of Wisdom – “The Result of a Disheveled Romance, at the Fault of Man” – Philosophy on Love – 10/14/2019

October 14, 2019

“Does a man treat love as a game? If so, then his woman will play along to the beat of however he plays her heart. She will dance to betrayal, so to speak, as his loss of loyalty will be the music of betrayal. To a woman, betrayal is subtle, and seen first by her, though kept as a secret for her gossip. How does a woman lie? It is through what she observes, and in what she has accepted to be the truth, even if what she has embraced is going to affect her enough to damage her. She cares not for the definition of truth, but merely embraces what is given to her, as that could be either anything at random, or everything in wholeness. And, it is up to a man to give himself, all of himself, so that she comprehends not the truth, but his honesty. It is this way, because she will not be able to differ truth from lie, though only the offering, in whatever a man has made up for himself, before he met her.”

Words of Wisdom – “What a Man Cries for in Romance” – Philosophy on Love – 10/11/2019

October 11, 2019

“Many fools will believe that men desire respect from a woman, though it is not so. A man cries for forgiveness, in his romance. Within every man, there is sheer guilt for his actions. A man does not think on what he could have done, but what he has done, and feels that searing guilt. A woman, however, feels guilt on inaction. Based on action, men desire forgiveness, so that he is trusted to do better, for the future. A man’s weakness is when he no longer acts to act for himself and is when he can bend his knee to the woman he loves, in pure and adoring devotion. It is when he can comprehend that he is no longer the giant, standing over her, but now makes himself the insect, showing a diamond. The diamond represents the heart. Its gleam, and her radiance, are conjoined. The diamond, for its size, represents the largest part of a man’s heart. It is revealing to a woman that his physical size and commanding voice, for his ability to partake in his brutal nature, are nothing, in contrast to his heart.”

The Tena Poems – Truest Love – “I Long, and simply Long” – Romance – 10/11/2019

October 11, 2019

I long, and simply long,
For scent of longest hair, and eyes of furthest stare,
We are but two forms upon this Earth,
With steps so shallow in the mud,
And faces so tranquil,
As though starving buds, with quivering temples,
And blasted bodies,
By the wind and sand.

I am in love, and have remained in love,
With distortion to my eager form.

And, I see yours,
Where pleasure implores,
The widest sweeps,
Upon currents next to shores.

I desire all,
From thy Heavenly form.
I know that God,
Had made artisans of truest intent,
And truest skill,
To sculpt what I see,
In pure and utter beauty.

A face so full of life,
With lashes broken like bent needles,
And eyes that swell tears to their surface,
Alike the geysers of the Western States.
And with two cheeks that beg for kisses,
Against each… I do, with all for you,
And for the future, and for eternity,
That I will nestle my fears into thee,
So that you may cradle them,
Like crying children.

I simply do not want to die,
Before I come upon you, frozen,
Before I had said my goodbye,
Allow me to go,
Before you do go,
As I will vanish,
With heartbeat so slow.

Words of Wisdom – “Love and Honesty” – Philosophy on Love – 10/10/2019

October 10, 2019

“Daring love. Daring honesty. These are the gifts of Man. And Woman is curious in receiving them. Love and honesty, with honesty being the expression of love upon truth. Truth, being flesh, makes Woman the most beautiful of creatures to be protected by that love, by that straightforward aspect of honesty. Most of all, Man should be able to read through Woman’s smile, in utilization also of that straightforwardness. That is, to see whether she means, ‘I will have you’, versus, ‘I will tempt you’.”

Poem – “A Note Embedded in Flame” – Romance – 10/9/2019

October 9, 2019

All beauty has creases,
Like the notes embedded in flame.
Searing to touch,
Alike flesh raised hot from a wilted quilt.
Alike the composer who espies arrogance,
More from audience,
Than from his eyes.

A beauty raised,
A song praised.
A love most wanted beneath sheets of flame,
Notes of sighs,
Words of moments,
And never goodbyes.

Love is a kind messenger,
With flame for its movement.

A bottle, the man,
The wine, the woman.
Hardness moves at nothing,
Save for the purpose a man knows,
To hold emptiness at its end,
And knows the love,
To be infinite in drunkenness.

Drunk upon pain,
Drunk upon love,
I am at peace,
Among the plains,
Among the doves,
Among the crease.

Erotic Poetry – “In All Marvelous Grasps” – Romance – 10/7/2019

October 7, 2019

Bequeath me, now, with open palms to the wind,
Your beauty of forthcoming surmising,
There is description in my voice,
To what I hold,
A breast for an infant,
As I once was,
With smallish lips like marble against a nipple of garnet,
I am weak when I bend a knee,
And hear all words rejoice like a Heavenly plea.
What am I besides a giant, made now as an insect?

Form your words like sharpest daggers,
Your own words, in contrast to my own,

There is finality here,
Made of God’s footprints in the arid sand,
Of a temperature so hot,
Alike the lust upon your crimson cheeks,
Those that blush for the view,
Of my sharpest arrow,
Held in the confines of a simple bow,
Ready to be loosed upon your barren heart.

What words must I commit,
To see candles you’ve barely lit?