One Last Petal

I stand alone

But I am strong

Wind nor rain has not

Washed away my existence

 

My roots are deep entangled

With the tears of the ones

Who have beheld my beauty

 

See I’m wisdom and purity

I am love peace and unity

I stand alone and I’m free

Dream

In a dream, you came to me

Reaching out my hand to touch you

The penetration went straight through

A figment of imagination

 But this was a dream and you were real

How then can you leave me empty?

Incomplete

Trouble thoughts awaken me

And I ask myself if I’d done something wrong

You never left me empty and alone

Even in repose

I pray comeback to me one more time

Give me that chance of fulfillment if only

In my dream

MUSIC

It unites us, it gratifies us
reaching down the depths of our soul
it lifts us, it touches us
resonating heart and mind

Melodious harmonizing vibrations
Unified uplifting someone's soul
Sensuous sensuality strums a heart
Internal rhythm heals a cold spirit
Comforting emotions bridging the gap of humanity 

Too Late Love has Packed its Bags

He rocked back in forth trembling hands

Held up close to his face in prayer

Something maybe he should have been

Doing all along, praying for the knowledge on

How to love his woman

Empty closets that her clothes use to adorn

The clashing sound of hangers reverberated in his mind

Where she kept her perfumes and make-up

Cried out to him she was no longer here

Called all her friends

His calls were sent to voicemail

He tried to send her a text

His texts were now blocked

He tried to contact her on her

Social network

He was blocked there too

Tears begin to roll down from his eyes

He had a prize and now she was

Someone else’s queen

Didn’t she know how much he loved her?

Didn’t he tell her every now and then?

He made love to her giving her his everything

Then rolled over and went to sleep

How dare she walk out of his life?

Without even a goodbye

Didn’t he spend lavishly on her?

Showering her with brand new

Pots and pans so she would stop

Complaining about the rusty ones she was using

He acquired new things for himself

In addition, they weren’t pots and pans

Didn’t he remember special dates?

It wasn’t his fault he forgot most of them

This was his way of love

Now she was with someone

Who knows how to treat a woman

Putting her feelings before his

Showering her with the attention

She was deprived of

He helps to build back her self-esteem

And loved her beyond words

All because it was

Too late love has packed its bags

And unpacked them in happiness joy and laughter

Junes Tears

Little drops from heaven

Each one a remembrance

Of a day the light in my life suddenly vanished

And here I sit now reflecting on a time

I felt would never heal a time when my tears

Were my bed and the questions in my head

Kept asking why my light had to go away

Barely a beginning didn’t have the chance

To grasp the meaning of tomorrow when he was

Fighting for today

The tears fall with each remembrance

A heart breaks with each reflection

My pain so ingrained in my being I didn’t

Believe I’d ever breathe again

Still I existed to be the fortress for visitors

Who saw what they wanted a soul strong and unbending

But inside part of me was lost and in the shadows my

Tears were my ghosts as my pain never let me forget

June tears would always be commemoration of the day

My light was no more

March

Mesmerized by beauty of sky

Arrogance of nature breathes

Restless yearnings left unfulfilled

Caress mother earth

Healing one moment at a time

The End

Beautiful words put into verse convey all the things

She couldn't say but desired too

Their time had come full circle and now

She was ready to move on

He didn't want their love to end

Couldn't understand why she was

Walking away from him

Something’s aren't meant to be assumed

Love comes, love dies

That’s part of the mystery of life

As the verse entered its next stanza

She gave him one last glance over her shoulder

As the song slowly played out

She carefully walked out the door

Her farewell to an

End to a love song

Portrait

He walked into the club and there she stood

Her back to him beauty etched in every inch

A portrait to be painted

A song to be harmonized

Poetry of loveliness

His emotions he tried to conceal

Never before had he witness such sensuality

All he wanted to do was touch her

To see if she was real

He imagined his hands on her body

Lips tasting the sweetness of her core

Fantasies danced before his eyes

Becoming bold he took a step towards her

Started to reach a hand out to touch her

His vision of exquisiteness

Utopia standing there for him

To possess

With a change of mind he let his

Hand fall back to his side

Fearing he wasn't worthy of this goddess

He turned and walked away

Never seeing her face

But the portrait of her

Always remained in his mind

Chasing Paper Airplanes

I sit I watch waiting for the chance to catch whispers

Floating in the air

Sky azure white clouds dance between the sun and earth

Days shorten still I sit I watch

Making wishes futile if I’m to believe

Happiness is just a dream

Catch a falling tear drop on fingertip

I sit I watch

Breathe in breathe out

In the light of day things are clear

Gaze up at the heavens

Wondering if God really does exist

Say a prayer if He does maybe He will hear

Retrace my thoughts

I sit I watch

A little girl lost

A young woman found

A bitter pill goes down with a spoon of honey

Is life on a merry go round?

Spinning to infinity

I sit I watch

Finality to a days end

Chasing paper airplanes

The Idea of You

It’s not you that I miss

Not your smell or your scent

It isn’t even your presence

There’s just something that keeps the idea of you alive

For good or bad haven’t quite fished through that one yet

Still the memories float around in my mind

Ideas of what I wished you to be yet you were

Never meant to be

Sunset walks along the shore climb Mt. Everest

Swim the Atlantic Ocean

Ideas only formulated in my dreams

Steamy sweat soaked sheets

Hands roaming over my body

Ideas of a lover who knew how to make

Love and receive it back

Desire so strong I smelled it

Before I caught a whiff of you

Ideas of only what I hoped to form

Into reality stay hidden in the idea of you

Adios

No tears fall from eyes

No sad reflection of what could have been

Memories dashed to stone

Old songs don’t evoke passion

Life has a new clarity didn’t see before

Hidden behind closed metaphors

Strength from within replaced weakness

Sins washed away being born again

Hate waste of energy replaced with positivity

Tomorrow ushers in new beginnings

Yesterday vanished in the rain

Future I can say adios to pain

Adios to emotional hell

Adios to spirit weary and trodden under

Adios to the prison cell

Created by a demented warden  

Adios, adios, adios, adios

The Other Woman

She knocked at the door standing there big as life

Looked into the eyes of her competition

Smiled sweetly knowing the sins she committed

Would soon be answered

Hands on her ample hips

Her lips dripping with revulsion

Singing a song of the love for this man

Tears begin to run rivers down her face

Pleading for his release

Begging so earnestly

Passionate speech came forth out of desperation

Her love for him was her poison

Held prisoner she kept him safely tucked

Away in her heart

She continued to implore, “Let him go he’s not yours”

Staring back into her eyes only emotion

To surface was sorrow

“Look lady you’re the fifth one today to stop by

Apparently he’s not yours either”

With that the door was slammed in her face

A few minutes later came another knock

Different woman same scenario

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 Poetic Illusion in book form for those who prefer to read the physical book rather than reading it on a Kindle or other tablets

Poetry Is My Husband

Connubial to words that come alive

Keeps me fulfilled never wanting

Strong dialect sometimes gives way to

 Passionate tongue

Creating a haven with each stroke of a pen

And my refuge from storms of life I keep within

Gives me release to express who I am

At times I am lost

Through spoken words I channel peace

 Finding myself

In all its devotion, I am in no way

Left feeling unloved

With every verse it is akin to making love

Intertwined in rhythms of emotions

Conjugal souls’ truss by lexis

Together we awaken desires

Fulfill dreams

Create an aura of mystery

Spellbound woven around destiny

Yours and mine

Forever we are one and the same

Infinity, infinitely wisdom

To make laughter sound in the

Heart instead of sorrow

 But sorrows glutinous hunger

Is a montage of delectable

Roseate our ingenuity cannot ignore

Bring release to a tormented soul

Kismet is our spirit my, poetry Husband

He is the color of the rainbow

Freedom of expression

Creation born to my imagination

 I take you as my inspiration to

 Give me insight and empathy to write, explore

Unearth buried feelings, delve into the psyche

Analyze the subconscious discover

 Hidden metaphors

And similes this we shall carry out

Until death we do part,

I’ll take you with me to the grave

Behind we will leave a legacy

 A perfect marriage of poetry

Poetry is my Husband