Everlasting

Hydrogen
gravity
matter of clumps
illumination
In a fiery blast, a star is born
Red giant
Darkness  
Love remains
~ everlasting

My Summer Sky

by a fairy, to a Siren

Tell me, my sweet butterfly
Am I special in your eyes?

I love you, do you love me still?
If not, I will disappear!
I will never, ever, reappear!

Was it true love in your eyes?
Solstice, moon and fireflies
When out of sight
When out of mind 
Your everything shall change tonight!
My summer sky will set things right!
What love was dim, will now shine too bright!

I am still

There is nothing I can do
The way we see the world is a vision split in two
Sometimes I wonder if you still
Sometimes I wonder if you will

Thoughts undeserved
The way your lips are curved
That twinkle in your eye
 …  a love I can't deny

When the raindrops fall

What we want
what we need
cuts my heart until it bleeds
I remember everything, but
I would rather let the raindrops sing
Without a doubt our hearts have bled, but don't forget to love instead
When heavy rains pound the fragile leaves
Our Eden fills with salty tears and I rejoice in disbelief that a love like this ever came to me
Effortless, as if meant to be

In dreams ...

In dreams, my heart betrays me
My days are not yet done
Wherever life shall take me, I haven't lost
I won

What I see speaks to me

It tells me nothing new

Your sweet, delicate words of love are not the very thing you do

Sentimental days are a thing of our past
To cherish love, one must love
Making sweet love last

The last I dared myself to see terrible shame came over me

a day after I gave thee thanks, new bodkin raised old painful ranks to simply unacceptable
You are unbearable, incomparable
My discontent I can not hide
My reply to you is  - nevermind

Where the heart is, there is poetry

Please, I ask you reach inside your heart to grab a feeling you can share
Trust me, you have feelings
you're just unaware

Love isn't something that you get
Love doesn't drop down on your head, like a giant cow
Love is when you care for someone else instead

Love isn't something that you need
Love isn't something you can write or read
Love isn't something that you do

Love is being a live for someone else  - forgetting you

Ying & Yang

Love is when you look into my eyes and you see everything you need

When the air is sucked out of the atmosphere, but somehow we can breathe

I am day and you are night

Your yang is black
My yin is white

Everything is wrong, but feels so right

When the pale moon throbs with the shining sun

I become your everyone
 All I see is you

love finally feels true ♥

A love sonnet, by Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.

Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds

or bends with the remover to remove.

O no
It is an ever-fixèd mark that looks on tempests
and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wand'ring bark
whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken

Love’s not time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

within his bending sickle’s compass come

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks
but bears it out even to the edge of doom

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved

 - <3 Shakespeare

( born and passed on April 23 )

Stone cold

You quote to relate your feelings and your thoughts
long ago someone forgot to care for you
back then your feelings didn't matter
now they do
but now you are stone cold
I think I hurt you too

If you can't feel, I will feel for you
If you can't heal, know that I am true
If you can't speak, I will speak for you
but please, don't be weak
weakness kills me too



Let it be me, let it flow through me ...
Until you hear the call of mind-blowing amazing love you can't resist
starving for that never-ending must have kiss

When you crave me like you never have before
when your very soul is aching to the core
when passionate dreams control your mind, pumping divine bliss into your every part ...

When you listen to your heart and you give in

when your every thought of us is wrapped in sin

remember, there is no such thing as a stone cold heart

if you can hate, then you can love
stop tearing us apart

Here is a Heart

Adelaide was a rock star. Boy she loved to play! She wrote a new song every single day til one night, when she reconnected with her past, forced to face a love she knew would never last, Adelaide became unhappy. Entangled and upset, feeling somewhat strange, her frustration grew, but no one ever knew how bad it was for her. The situation rearranged her life. Love felt like a sharp knife cutting through her heart. In many ways she wanted to escape to some wonderful other place, praying for much better days to come.

Inside her head the band played on, boosting the same old crap on her brand new gramophone, but to her great surprise, Adelaide came to realize she was glad that song was over. When it finally played out, Sonny came along one sweet December night. They wrote beautiful songs together, but somehow things weren't any better, because Rocket refused to diminish, crawling his way to the finish, searching for a way out of his hole, squeezing her heart like a f--ing  a--hole!

Caught in a trap, everything felt wrong and nothing
right; Adelaide couldn't concentrate on songs, day or night. Sonny thought everything was fine, but she needed a lot more at the time, thinking everything she ever heard from men were lies.... in her eyes flirting became weary. Adelaide, prepared to say good bye, had to end this, because she couldn't live a lie. That's when their cheery song turned to a drone, a classical piano tune went all trombone and harmony fell out of tune. Soon, there was very little left or not enough. The room fell silent to an accidental theft of love. Sonny totally freaked out (convinced the moon, the stars and planets were designed to dance around his grace), so romance went to hell (now Sonny says Adelaide's new place ) and squabbles killed the song writing, which brought on massive nail biting and serenades became grenades. Adelaide broke her gramophone, screaming she will never write another song, but not long after this she realized, the coolest thing about love is the surprise, not knowing what comes next ... the spaces in between the scribbled text... being true at heart and never fake..... that kind of love takes the cake!  

A thousand years

A drop of ice

Diamond tears
I'm afraid
I'm kind of a bait for your revenge
too far away ...

To be your love, all your love, all devotion

I break away, steal away

Drink this potion of my memory

Tell me how it's going to be

In the end

I realized, I'm not afraid
Whatever will be is not up to me
Intoxicate me 

Now you see, we

Break away, take away, all emotion
Steal away, run away

Every motion makes new memories

Tell me how it's going to be

A drop of ice

a crystal clear diamond tear
I'm never afraid
never a bait
I'm too far away ....

Life is a maze, love is a riddle

Mayans believed time is round
when humanity is heaven bound
five minutes remaining on the clock
time ticking way
I'm at the dock
dipping my feet in the winter river stream
testing the water
before jumping in
I will not scream, I have no fear
knowing that our end is near
I tried, perhaps, with some regret
to lose my pride
now wide awake

With a second chance I must be true, in life, as well as in romance

Before I knew me I was blind, but my eyes have opened
now I see fine, just as you see through me, easily

We are nothing more than a human stain in wild dreams of hope and pain
 Like you, I learn from every moment, everyone I meet and love

I learn to love and how to be loved, I believe in destiny

Perhaps, in some silly way, it's my own personal victory

One

Zen Buddhists practice zazen, a seated meditation. To achieve a sense of oneness with the universe, one does not need to practice Zen Buddhism religiously and still be able to absorb the benefits of zen meditation. We are all connected. We are one with all, vibrational beings of light and sound.

We perceive ourselves to be physical bodies, yet in truth every cell inside us, and everything we touch, see, taste and feel is in constant motion.
We are not solid entities. We are fused with the environment as well as vibrationally connected to one another, however close or far we may be from each other. For some, zen meditation is religion, for others it is a form of relaxation and for some it is a way of life. Meditation is a path

Waterfall

for my daddy ♥ 

( February 13, 1947 - September 1, 2004 )

WATERFALL

 

Lost in the world, feeling all alone

aching, as his will is gone

cancer strikes, yet, he battles on!

A warrior.

A champion!

Iron-clad chains weigh him down, masquerading as sacrifice

Yet, hope remains where sweet love reigns ...

He gave me my big beautiful blue eyes 

 I wish to see him smile again

I come to realize

I am an immigrant child in his paradise

I kneel to humbly dare to pray

confused about what to say, I ask for help, soaked in guilt

thriving, in a world he built

Please stay, stay, I dare say

Thinking back to when life was fair

the woods, the rivers … our precious past, our joyful days, sweet memories that last…

I now see, how much he longs to be the way he was, when young and strong, a gushing bull of energy

Standing tall, I understood, why once an oak, he barely could

why his river turned a waterfall

why I long to love him after all

Perhaps, on this very quiet night

he, sitting by the lonely light

will take me back to a time I miss, when wrong made good with a simple kiss

Perhaps, he'll think about that time

when the world was his and he was none, but mine 

Not In English

SK



If we could just be
if we didn't ask or say
If we took what we need
each moment, every day
no manipulation
no explanations
no expectations

If we could just do hands and tongues
me and you
hearts over beating
lungs barely breathing

it would be true, it would be fair
If we could kill this stupid heartache we can't bare
prove we care

we would just be
_            _            _

Ode to John Donne

I think I should include poetry from my favorite poets on Sirenprose as well. I love Shakespeare, but my all time favorite poem is this one, by John Donne. Two people as the arms inside a clock, a circle, the only shape that is perfect, tick tock like a heartbeat, and if one gets too far the other follows... what's not to love about this piece he wrote for his wife.   A VALEDICTION FORBIDDING MOURNING.
by John Donne

AS virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."

So let us melt, and make no noise, 5
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ;
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears ;
Men reckon what it did, and meant ; 10
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
—Whose soul is sense—cannot admit
Of absence, 'cause it doth remove 15
The thing which elemented it.

But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assurèd of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss. 20

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to aery thinness beat.

If they be two, they are two so 25
As stiff twin compasses are two ;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.

And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam, 30
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run ;
Thy firmness makes my circle just, 35
And makes me end where I begun.

from
Donne, John. Poems of John Donne. vol I.
E. K. Chambers, ed.
London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1896. 51-52.

Resilient

Diving deeper, where the seaweed buries me

I discover what our merit be

Resilient, like all fish

underwater

I am me

Resurfacing, only to lose myself again

I am made different by the sea

Although, my love remains the same

salty as can be

Rewind

Stop and rewind to that time

sundown, sunrise, heart of mine

Erase bad nights, turn the page
elegy of solid mind

kick the rage, say anything

stop and rewind if you think

it's the only solace we can find

a deep breath in, then, rewind
sundown, sunrise, heart of mine

Firelight

 

Poésie de l'amour

A bientot mon amour!

Ce n'est pas facile

Vous etes toujours dans mon coeur 

surtout, très fragile

Deux petites oiseau nous sommes

Voila! Ce sont nos chansons

qui toujours chantons a matin

dans le soleil aux printemps
et jamais oublié

 

Doomed

His venomous poison

Her deadly sting

A ring of fire with wild furnishings
Her alien eyes
His desperate cries

You turn me inside out, he lies
I am so confused
I don't recognize myself
feeling sweet Sangria high

when muddy rivers truth will spill

my pretty clouds will disappear
 icy chill will steal the room
 I will die

I know this
I am doomed

Let it go

If something feels untoward it isn't just a phase

When things weigh heavy on my heart

I put them in a vase

with purple roses, baby breath and poetry of mind

I bottle my pain in a crystal vase

and let the world unwind!

Come to me

COME TO ME

by M Katrin Daria

My mysterious love scrambled brain...

I shouldn’t, yet, I can’t abstain

A voice echoing in my head, blinded by love, gets me soaking wet

I'm crushing blue, offering my heart to you, so take it!

It is pure and true

Come to me, love, dive in deep, we have promises to keep

Single minded, mesmerized, I dream of your big beautiful blue eyes

Blue like the ocean, where I dwell and squirm

Come to me, let us reaffirm our love

Here in the sun, wet to the bone, on a sugar sweet high cream of a dream 

I exude a glow of happiness

Find me now! 

I'm a hot young mess

I'll sacrifice my life for yours somehow to unlock that tomb in a smoke filled room

when out of darkness I appear

soft summer wind, candle light, curtains blow apart, you're right, there is smooth

 jazz playing in my head

When you kiss me and we are transported to a beautiful beach where you gaze into my eyes, no names, no more guessing games, no more aching just to feel you close, one touch of your lips  - overdose

In a gentle sway of hips, our love feels true

No more wishing to take a sip of you

No more yearning to indulge in you

Done wishing, we just do!

How can this be wrong?

It feels too good

 

Bushido

What makes me who I am? 

Discipline. Dedication. Positivity. Focus. Honesty. Love

Fade Into You

Thousand years ago we met

It was the same back then, as it is now

I didn't know you, yet somehow, I could sense that you were mine

In a crowded street our eyes would meet

You didn't speak, and nor did I

We don't need a sign, love feels the same

Before I ever even knew your name, I felt you there

You're everywhere

All I want is you

I fade into you, when I look at you and see the thousand lifetimes you have lived with me, only me

                        

 

Haiku

Enjoy life and wine

 but never forget the love
in atonement

Ice Princess

I touched a horn in the winter snow
in the Appalachian mountains where I often go

Underneath the pale moon light I came upon a gracious sight!

Moving slowly, reaching out, I held my breath

In one gentle touch, without a sound, a miracle happened as snow flakes hit the ground

Then, the unicorn moved

 I stepped back 

I am no one, I'm a nobody ... yet, all of a sudden... can this be?

The unicorn bowed down to me ....



I'm not here ...

What is this thing?

Pretense or fear?

Depths of your soul are refusing to hear me!

I herald defeat, but not out of fear 

My truth is denied, demolished and ravaged when love finally arrived, but instantly damaged, bleeding and aching, was perturbed by your spear

No where to run 

No where to hide

I am not here

I am not here

A dangerous flight

On the wings of an eagle

on the wings of a dove

white clouds passing me by

far from my love

A dangerous flight
in hands of another
I am fully enthralled
the thrill is my lover

When turbulence brings darkness upon me
I carry my wings to the next world beyond here
There I will fly
by my own will
a peril less cry, for I am alive still

Each moment, each second
gives rise to a miss
my heart beating faster in eternal bliss
in boisterous demise I keep guessing away ...
Is there a climax?
Will this trip come at bay?

On the wings of an eagle
on the wings of a dove
white clouds passing me by
as I return to my love

A moment in time

In a moment in time

a euphoric high

all boundaries gone

 as love passes by

I am free to be me, free to fly

What is this torment we all call love?

Why, is enough, never enough?

Where does love come from?

Why must we try?

Cruel, deceiving... 

Love a lie

To be or not to be

I believe enough in me to give up on love, to live happily

But soft!

What light through yonder window breaks?

It is true love!
 I think my heart is awake!

We are all fools in love and the crazy games we play

Why run from love?

Please, true love, stay!!

Brave Hearts

dedicated to Aranka and Joseph Besserman

Life leads to many roads
This I know for sure

Each man is on a path with burdens to endure

We recognize the virtuous 

Only if we try

When the world is up in arms

God hears his children cry

There is strength within us

Challenging the brave, God stands by all heroes, Even at their grave

Triumphant adventures
Until angels return home
Then accepting brand new lives
Many angels grow

Together we live as sisters and brothers

Together we believe
Together we lead

Our fathers and mothers, magnificent angels
Together we suffer
Together we bleed

In love we rise

In love we fall
Exposing our hearts to God above all 

UNDERWATER

Willows, roses, wide green meadows

tapestry of life

strange bedfellows

I bend backwards, like a swaying stem, waiting in the dead of day

lucky to be far away from all the mayhem 

In wild red poppy fields, cutting through the stubborn weeds

a mystery is revealed

Now, when the trumpets sound, our hearts that are friendship bound, merge in some strange alliance

Fingers braiding dandelions

No rest for the weary

little birds are cheering to brighten our day

Hedges and thorns  - no longer in our way

Enemy

RG

They say time can heal all wounds, but love should never leave any!

If you only hurt the ones you love, love becomes your enemy

Years later, I realized I truly mattered in his eyes

Difficult this truth may be, I might have hurt him terribly

Oh, c'est la vie!

I am still not sure, his love was pure

I never felt the same

Why ignite the stone cold flame that burned out a long time ago, when I can just say no no no 

I can't love anyone not right for me! ( even if he'd die for me )

It's time I turn to loving me

It's time I return to the sea

Savage

The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight,
Past reason hunted, and no sooner hadPast reason hated, as a swallow'd bait
On purpose laid to make the taker mad;
Mad in pursuit and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.

             

           

sonnet 129 - William Shakespeare

Madness

Sadly, I gaze upon my shattered eyes... 

This was love everlasting? 

Hm...

It's no surprise deep darkness dwells upon your crooked lips

Behold! Madness! What? More lies?

The company you keep is deceitful touch!

This pyramid is your monument

It isn't much

Safe inside these sacred clouds, where solemn nights creep upon me like a villain's guilt
I untie this bond.
I let go
Hiding in the dead of night! No more!

To and from the arms of heaven I have flown when
in and out of evil hands have I betrothed my dear porcelain heart

I weep mourning thy unbashful offers
As always, I am left behind
Picking up the pieces

What is left of me I sew into a packet of sweet potpuri
Your wrong becomes my right
I break the chains, opening my tired eyes to find my love remains

It's true

Alas! 

Thy everlasting love is fading

You are denied
For all eternity

Compassion

Why do some have and others not?
Why are some cold, while others are too hot?
If he isn't within us, then, where is God?

A Choice

In college, I met an amazing young woman named Olga. She was beautiful and intelligent and one heck of a chess player. One day we argued over life and death; weather there is life after death at all. 
I insisted life goes on. Olga kept saying: "When you're dead, you're dead." 

I hope, for her sake, that I was correct. I never knew our existential debate meant more than words to her. One day a mutual friend informed me Olga committed suicide. 

I often think of her. Could I have said something to stop her, had I known?
I wish I had a chance to go back in time. I would fight for her life and tell her that she's important, that she needs to believe each life on Earth matters.  
I would tell her that however bad things may seem at the moment the future is in her hands. She can have any life she wants. I would tell her happiness is a choice and the negative can only hurt us if we let it. 

Olga 

• Date of Birth: March 1969 Date of Death: August 1998
• Zodiac: Pisces Died at Age: 29 Lived: 10763 days

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If I died, would you cry for me?

If I reach down from the sky, will you come to me?

Will I see your eyes tearing up for me?

You died, Olga

We cried for you

You should have heard me scolding you

I wish you were here, so one more time we'd fight

One more time you'd win
Transparent in the night

I wave a white flag in my dream
then sadness comes

you bow your chin

the flag becomes a bloody rag
your soul within
 a child of sin

Are you happy where you are?

Feel you less than mortal pain?

If the place you love can save the weak, should others then salvation seek?

Should I too attempt this dance, before God himself grants me the chance?

So quick and sudden you turned away

So young
Only you arrived

What went through your troubled mind from day to day?
You cut your flesh in moments so contrived
You're not forgotten
Memories sink deep
Frozen in time the clock stopped ticking
Late at night, you drifted off to sleep
Now everyone you loved at your grave kneels weeping

You welcome death, the so called other side

No more breath
Nothing more to hide

In your satin bed, you took a wild ride

When we argued about life and death
Your pain must have been deep
I never knew
I never even had a chance to tell you, to wake you from your sleep

No good bye
You closed your eyes
I stayed

I recognize your plight, but Olga, I can't apologize
 I choose to stay and fight