Twin FlameTwin Flame3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
My twin flame, I sense he is near.
Not far or close but in my heart,
when I go to sleep or think alone.
The vibrations appear and I sense my
twin flame is near. I never meet him nor
know what he looks like. But deep down
inside I feel as though I'll see him.
Everyday I try to run, he is the chaser
and I am the runner. I fear to feel
the long lasting love, but inside I know
I'll need it.
Magical and sweet, is when I'll meet him.
But I fear the worst and not sure
where to go.
Deep down in my heart I feel as though
I'll meet him. I can;t run away for ever, away from true love.
But what if it is like the others? What if I get hurt?
What if its a mistake again?
I dream of him but I don't remember what he looks like,
only his hair is yellow like the bright sun.
Mysterious as I think, inside I feel I must wait.
I am in fear, and in confusion but I guess I'll have to wait
for my twin flame to get here.
The air that I breatheThere is one I know as a Queen so fineThe air that I breathe3 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
An evening star in the assembly divine
The very air that I breathe, my all in all
Just the thought of her does so enthral
For such are the rivers that run so deep
Pure reflections of the memories I keep
And for all that she is I love and adore
But not only this, even so much more
Her brilliance lights the very firmament
This priceless jewel, precious ornament
With facets that catch the lighted shine
All of these things, this Queen of mine
For at the moments of the first creation
In the enormity of the earth's foundation
It was deemed her light to burn so bright
To light my ways, such great delight
So pray The Lord her sweet soul to keep
That should she rise or should she sleep
To lead her paths and lovely ways
For now, for then, until the end of days.
Never Lasting LoveIn our ageNever Lasting Love2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Back to the calls of youths’ lark
Dwelling in caves of primitive ideals
Times were better when to our pace it would yield
But now we age
We face division
At the mercy of death itself
We bow faithful
To the ideal of the after
Golden gates, and soft clouds we would like to think await us
Our expectations prove only to abate us
And when either of us finally leaves
It will only be one of us that grieves
Our SongI'll tell you no lie.Our Song2 weeks ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
If you let me, here’s what I’ll do:
If you want space (you could have it),
Cause you know that I'm always all for you
So show me family,
Give me shelter, or show me heart.
You've seen all my mistakes,
Watch me fall apart.
Take my arms, take my legs, take my vision,
Get out of town.
Take my tongue, take my lungs, if you need it,
So I let my walls come down.
If you want change
I've been trying to do it right.
You know I know what you like.
My kind or your kind is this kind of night.
My missing puzzle piece,
Lets not make it harder than it has to be.
You won’t ever have to hide.
I know you get me.
I got two hands, one beating heart,
I won't fly without you.
And I still feel the same,
But I do, I do.
There's a little bit more that has to be said:
Tell me something I need to know.
Cause if you want to keep me,
Then take my breath and never let it go.
Im a little bit home, but I'm not there yet.
You're picture perfect blue.
You let me lose my shadow,