Traveling away from what i hold dear,
hurts the heart and images reappear.
Visions of more than just the memories –
the smile, the hair, in the day’s cool breeze.
Imagination runs wild with the top down,
happiness and contempt beginning to drown.
I need to stay, remain still and go nowhere;
or else i will face insumountable despair.
I know the answer - but the prayer is this:
When i return - I will rejoice with a long kiss.
Emptiness;
Hugging air, its unbearable to imagine in any form.
The desire, only reliquished upon a crying storm.
Companionship, suffocated without in in the daily norm.
Imagination, the only survival tactic to perform.
Emptiness;
Without somone to fill the empty spaces,
Life becomes lost in many places.
Put the puzzle together and fasten it tight. Don’t allow it to fall apart.
Because next to follow, will be the beating heart.
White;
Clouds, heavens, angels from above.
Possess the sensuous,
passions, delusions, emotions of love.
Red;
Pedals, buds of the blooming rose.
Possess the sensuous,
obsessions, fascinations, patience of pose.
In my world of reality;
White, the color of your smoothe skin.
Red, the color of your sacred heart.
Keeps your soul within,
and tears my soul apart.
Only once in a person’s life;
Does a love like mine exist.
Be yourself, share my love,
and it will forever persist.
Pearls sometimes protected
by the concerned outer layer;
Hiding the purity and
shielding from all evils.
Rarely has someone seen
the pearl of mention;
The truth only a person’s
intimate dream reveals.
For I can only wish to
see these pearls. Someone listen!
The passionate unveiling will one
day commense. Let them glisten!
The gates are opening, my
reflection stunned, glass
overwhelms all sensations.
Four sets of watchmen stand
up in approval, accepting and
admiring the pearl’s temptations.
—- what are the pearls? take a guess….
Is anger actually fear turned inwards?
Is truth barely possible to explain in words?
What do you observe?
What do others deserve?
Answers can be uncovered,
Either buried deep or highly hovered.
Searching simply may diverge,
While freeing from within can submerge.
Is holding back a form to purge?
Does releasing satisfy the curiosity urge?
Only you know the answer.