beneath the purple wall: red

May 15, 2011

red

...

i was bits & pieces

of torn mental petals

diluted words

shineless stardust

but the color in my life

ignited when we kissed

tasting memories from our future

sweet as a coconut moon

those eyes of brown diamond

chiseling thru my wall'd heart

into a sea of red ash

cupping it with your hands

as if it was an ultimate treasure

to teach me how to love again

...

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Brian MillerMay 17, 2011 at 10:05 PM
this is a fabulous write...love the description up front of being torn mental petals and the transformation...and teaching to love again is a high calling...smiles.
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Pat HattMay 18, 2011 at 7:38 AM
Great way of writing about a transform
As you try to overcome the norm
Teaching to love once more
Enjoyed the read here at your shore
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AnonymousMay 19, 2011 at 3:09 PM
Beautiful poem =)
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Hyde Park Poetry PalaceMay 25, 2011 at 11:03 AM
your words create vivid and powerful images,
love the opening.
well done.
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AnonymousJune 3, 2011 at 12:30 PM
Love your use of colour, juxtaposition..'..red ash' - wow! // Peter. @expatinCAT
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if you forget me ~ neruda

i want you to know one thing.

you know how this is
if i look
at the chrystal moon
at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window
if i touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log
everything carries me to you
as if everything that exists
aromas, light, metals
were lil boats that sail
towards those isles of yours that wait for me.

well now
if little by little
you stop loving me
i shall stop loving you
little by little.

if suddenly you forget me
donot look for me
for i shall have already forgotten you.

if you think it long and mad
the wind of banners
that passes through my life
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart
where i have roots
remember
that on that day
at that hour
i shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

but
if each day
each hour
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me
ah my love, ah my own
in me all that fire is repeated
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten
my love feeds on your love, beloved
and as long as you live
it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

nothing else matters ~ metallica

so close no matter how far
couldnt be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters

never opened myself this way
life is ours, we live it our way
all these words i just dont say
and nothing else matters

trust i seek and i find in you
every day for us something new
open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but i know

so close no matter how far
it couldnt be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but i know

i never opened myself this way
life is ours, we live it our way
all these words i just dont say
and nothing else matters

trust i seek and i find in you
every day for us something new
open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they say
never cared for games they play
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
and i know

so close no matter how far
couldnt be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
NO, NOTHING ELSE MATTERS

beneath the purple wall

May 15, 2011

red

5 comments:

Bits & Pieces...

Lavender Drops

to find a man like this...

if you forget me ~ neruda

the melody in my veins...

nothing else matters ~ metallica

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