Two lines Part 2

KBaby I may  need you
Would you like me to?
Ruby..
Reflecting my desire
Adorning with hidden fire.

I dont know
why I do
the things I do
Why I
haste to drive your love away...
When the cost is more than I can
Pay...
Couldn't you, just once have said
Don't bury our love...It isn't
Dead?

I was sleeping and dreaming
That you came to me
Told me that you loved me
No matter what you see

People who use particularly filthy foul abusive language not to vent or rant at a general situation but as venom directed at a person...
Think they're wounding that person.
Think again!
You're simply reflecting a bit of your soul off her mirror!
The clearer she is, the brighter the reflection my dear.
:)

I feel too much. ...
When I understand my feelings.
They feel for me.
And finally let me be.

Inspired just now by Michelle's lines on commitment issues with pen and paper:

Half the time spent scissoring and slicing..
carefully censoring  truth....
and then we dare to call these lines we write
Our poetic truth ?

Amrita Valan
:)

God is not an external entity
But a connectivity
Between the highest good in us
And the highest good of the universe
And somewhere in between
Falls the pen strokes of fate.
We can't have it all...and we learn.  to accept

Amrita Valan
I wish to God ...I did not wish...
And then nothing at all
in Life
Would be amiss.
And nothing at all
Would matter...
And verily
The canker of inevitability
Would shatter.

There's an individual God in each of us
As there is an universal God encompassing all of us
One should never set the two gods at war
Daily accept with Grace that all will be fine
There lies our happiness on a borderline.

Inevitability is our own creation too
Only we're not always aware
How we are  creating our own labyrinths
Juggling the jigsaw pieces of our existence.

My God....is a potent wish giver...not a wish fulfiller.
But we make God in our image...
So,
I think I will wish for a more fulfilling god.
;)
Pithy epigrammatic aphorisms
Sound best when they follow a train of syllogism.
;)

Your love is the strengthening backbone of truth....
articulated by caution.
Mine is the brutal avalanche of inevitability. ...
swift silent and sudden...And your Reason
cannot contain my Intensity.

I wish...My wish...Cry wish...
Thy...Lies
Sighs....eyes dry...
With death wish.

Giggles! Thought of a .....terrible one!

You are honey
And I'm the pot....
Sweet sticky forget-me-not.

The curve of your mocking smile
Traces the geography of my rough uncurbed heart.
The warmth of your honeyed gaze locks mine into serendipity.

My honey...
Wish I could contain
You... in a secret honeypot.
... drink your sweet potion of love.....forever.
Honey won't rot.

Futility and me...
Two is such sad company
Joy
If I allow you in
Tell me why it's such a Sin?

This has happened to me today after celebrating the kids start of first term breaks...2 weeks holiday with a treat!
Feeling bloated but unable to throw up! :/

Cream filled pastries and spicy buns!
After the eating, is never Fun.
;)

Mostly true....
Though I write happy too.

Me get happy too too much.
Poetry loses its delicate touch....

Me go sad and feel so bad
Poetry spouts like it never had.
Current Situations....vis a vis social media...

You were here ! And you were there!
Baby you were everywhere!
Doing watsapp and FB too?
Texting such a game for you...
Leave me a message. ..move to the next...
I'm sure you have too many to text
Meet your target or lose your edge!
Post a smiley on each page.

;)

Our lives are flames of worship
Lit to illuminate the dark...
Lifting our souls to unscaled apex and unimaginable pinnacles....

Curling all my thoughts around him
like a love sick puppy... chewing determinedly upon every bone of contention.

Curling all my thoughts around him
like a love sick puppy... chewing determination on every bone of contention.

I tried so hard to soar my kite
fly it high with the wind
pushing ahead my world of dreams. cutglass snapped the string
kite perforated in hollow grin
My ship sailed, floundered failed.
Adiós baby
hot-air ballooning I'll go instead!
; )

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