What is love?

What is love?
A child heart asked–

is it not in the eyes that see
a ray of hope in all humanity;
or of gentle hearts that beat
for every weary soul that face defeat

What is love?
A curious one wonders–

is it not the touch of kindness
and any act that brings home gladness;
a simple curve of a smile even,
that mends some hearts broken

What is love?
The thinkers ponder–

is it not the quest to understand
the mystery that is out of our hand;
rather than reducing life to definition
expanding, enlightening our vision

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if i were a soul…

if i were a soul,

i would mash all my troubles,

break away, and fly free!..

to where your love awaits.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would journey through the moon,

beyond where our dreams are

coveted by the fallen stars.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would watch where the sun goes

when her light leaves for the night

and console her woes of the day.

 

 

if i were a soul,

i would follow the wind

soar high up yonder..

reaching for heaven.

 

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To the iron gates…

(Poem #3 of series)

Clammy hands,
Hearts on fire,
Bodies entwined
(the first embrace)

Our eyes were shut
To the world
As I whisper my gratitude
to the heavens,
And she, her vows
(the morning grace)

As our bodies parted,
The wind blew~
in chorus with the fluttering
Of wings yet to be tried.

The iron gates, already open
Metals creaked
This, and the sound of our feet
(as we leave this place)

Running is a flight to oblivion.

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the morning hum

(Poem #2 of series)

Arise, my love, make haste
The gates are open, come!
Let’s go and chase the sun

Arise, my belle de jour
Quell this riot in my heart
Let me hear your voice

Arise, and raise your wall
Undo this shackles of despair
Step out to the light…

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( My beloved spoke and said to me,
“Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one, come with me.”
                 – Song of Songs 2:10 )

2017 highlight: a series of love poems

Poem #1: – untitled –

Sleep, tonight, escaped her
Silly thoughts left in chase
and yet another losing race–
a marathon of stragglers!

Teeming garden of anxiety,
nay, a budding of thorns
orbit my heart once more.
Oh, the agony of the wait!

‘Tis the burden of a promise
that anchored in our soul;
When the night is over,
Together, we’ll be whole.

Just a little more time,
soon the light will come;
If she hears my morning hum
into the day we’ll run…

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graveyard by the sea

The town bursts of smiles
this sun flooded afternoon
as I walk down the shore,
chasing distant memories.

A reef is taking shape under,
with the drift of surface waters~
Swayed by the wind, the waves
spill an unfathomable wonder

When the sky meets the sea
on that perfect horizon,
I long for my lover…
may my love reach thee.

Bottles used to do the work
yet the tide cannot be tamed;

I will wait ’til the tide is low,
And I’ll bury my thoughts
in the sands, by the rock
Where we used to sit on.

Three Things

Tamper with my pride
Invade my solitary life
Choke me to the death
Hasten my end, if you will

Expose my malevolence
Knit my loop of doom
Delude me in your snares
Rend my heart ’til numbed

Torment me as you wish
In good fate, I will endure
Just do not take away from me:
My faith, my hope, and love.

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