Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts

Friday, January 7, 2011

In the moment

Words and thoughts what a mess..
When all that should be said has already been heard.
 I don't think love can be said many more ways, and
"I m sorry "seems futile in the turmoil of the day.
 Silence is the true poem .
Listen and you will know everything that  has been said.
Stay quiet and you will feel every thing you need to know.
The stars, the sun ,the moon, a flower,the ocean ,a blue sky,
the laughter of a child, the melody  the universe sings;
all is a poem and none needs to be said or written just heard.

Listen and enjoy before the moment is gone.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

My sweet beautiful Emily

My sweet beautiful Emily.
In her eyes  I see the stars
of an unknown universe.
With her touch I feel the warmth of the brightest sun, even though it is the coldest winter.With her laughter she  vanishes away all the clumsy noise that crowds the air and  fills my heart with music that lets me dance in the whirlwind of my days.
Her dark hair flows teasing the wind and her eyes, her eyes glitter a brilliant radiating stare that is always looking for a new place to rest the beauty of her smile.
My sweet beautiful Emily if God gives gifts then you truly are a present wrapped in beauty laughter and wonder.

(To Emily for being Emily on her 15th birthday)

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Love

I walk the streets
my heart filled with murder.
My head jumbled with
thoughts of you in my arms.
And the stars ,
the stars just twinkle in the sky
and play their melodies ,
the sweetest lies.

When I am not with you
I go crazy thinking of where you are
and when your with me
I go crazy thinking of who you are .

Yes, love slays
the one who stand still the longest,
the one who tries to cherish
each and every moment,
the one who hesitates to steal
glimpses in the other's heart.

Love is not for the weary.
Love is not love.

Tonight I walk the streets
with murder in my heart.











(not completed)
MCV

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Do you Know

Do you know?

Do you know of
the beauty that lies inside your eyes,of how your distant glance looks beyond my reach
and gives me hope that you are searching and
that I will be the one you find.

Do you know
that in the absence of your presence
I have no place to go,
no dream to conquer,
no hope to wait for.

Do you know
that if you were to turn away
and never again look my way
I would fail to exist.
I would be a man
with no past,
no present,
no future.

Do you know
I pity all those
who know not
your touch
or your eyes
or your heart 
for they have lived
a cold void life.

Do you know
I am angry with that day, 
the one that brought me to you.
Why couldn't it have showed me mercy. Why did it have to lead me into your gaze and ruin me for all of these days.

Do you know
I no longer breathe deep full breaths
or close my eyes completely to rest.
That I run stealing glimpses of your shadow to try and fill my heart.

Do you know
that where stood a man lies a pile of tears and broken dreams. That with that one special touch you stole my ability to feel another one and that with that first silent kiss you stole my heart.

Do you know 
that I even exist
or that I dream
or that I think
or that I touch
or that I feel.

Do you know
that I am fighting with myself
to learn who I am
because you have taken what I had
and kept it for yourself. 

Do you know ? .... Do you know?



MCV

Thursday, May 7, 2009

When you are away


In the morning when I feel my body starting to wake,
I keep my eyes closed and whisper your name.
My hand moves to the pillow where your head would lay.
My leg searches for you only to find an empty space.
Slowly my body rolls to where your body should wait.
I open my eyes and whisper your name.
I start my day alone because you are away.

MCV

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Girl alone at the bar

Her face long and slender .
She holds her head high
with an unspoken dignity.
Skin is soft, no breaks or scars.
Her eyes deep brown.
By nature she is hard,
reserved quiet and cautious.
She speaks with a wonderful cadence ,quick but clear. Pitch deep for a woman.She seems vulnerable ,not approachable.
strong adventurous. fearless and scared.
She waits for love.
She dreams of passion.

MCV

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

A note to my diary



Sorry.... you know why.

Much has happen and
I promise to fill you in;
for now lets start with today

MCV