affection

Unconditional

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Poems.

I gaze upon them, so peaceful,

The life they lead, so blissful.

Their whiskers bend on the carpet,

Grouped in pairs, like a bartlett.

The songs they sing, ever loving,

Grazing my heart, so touching.

Patters of their feet instill amusement,

As they run to me in contentment.

The fur that drapes them, the softest,

Brushing my skin, I almost lost it.

The moments we share, always profound,

The love we exchange, safe and sound.

Within these arms they know,

That their soul I take with me in tow.

If ever we find ourselves apart,

One thing always remains: our heart.

A Baby Again

I want to be in your arms forever,
Resting my head on your lovely chest
I want to be a baby again
In your warm cuddle and embrace

Author's Notes/Comments: 

...to my love.

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To be embraced

To be embraced

By jfarrell

 

To be embraced…

For another’s arms to envelope me,

Hold me close,

Hold me tight;

 

To feel another’s warmth;

Not just the physical closeness, the physical heat;

But… the acceptance..

People wanting to hug me.

 

And I so want be hugged;

I dare not….

What if people knew how desperately I wanted that…

How vulnerable, open to attack and mocking, would that make me?

 

In 3 hours I will be 50….

These past 49 years

Been severely lacking in embraces, hugs and all human contact…

Fingers crossed, they’re all saved up and coming my way now.

 

Otherwise…

What point is there?

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

well... noone can say i'm not trying to change things...

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Obsession

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Roses

I felled deep into your eyes,
Trapped with hopes and dreams,
How i terribly thinks of kissing you,
Such love drawing me towards death,
Fill with regrets but love as i thought,
How evil are you?
Driving me wild with such beauty,
O please i beg of you,
Dont take both my heart and my breath away.

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thoughts

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koibito

from long before the sun rises
'til long after the sun sets
my thoughts
from waking 'til dreaming
are often of  you

of making you smile
of making you laugh
and even
of making you cry
with words meant
to draw feeling

not of viciousness
or of cruelty
but of  feeling
and connecting

of being together
though thousands of miles
are between your heart and mine

we're beneath the same sun
the same stars

distance is only
a measurement

and thoughts
can cross a universe

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If You Were My Everything

If you were a song, you would be the most harmonious.

If you were a flower, you would be a field of roses.

If you were an ocean, I would be a fisherman.

If you were a rock, you would be a gem.

If you were a memory, you would be unforgettable.

If you were a bird, you could soar to heights not seen.

If you were the night, I would be the dawn

If you were a flame, you would be eternal.

If you were a shoe, it would only be fit for a King.

If you were a breath, you would be the wind.

If you were a cloth, I would sow you to my heart.

If you were a gift, I could never stop praising the Sender.

And, if you were mine, I would love you forever.

 

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THE WILL REMOTER

Convinction mingle with confusion
 Just as the day succeeded
Baffled. Complicated and truncated

Yet, veil in vision
Eyes collide eyes, melted
As stare stung both ends like bee venom
Obviously and subtly, gazing profusely

Which full of 'wh' questions
Distantly and remotely, commanding will 
Like a remote-operated toy in infant's hand 
Willy-nilly. At ease in presence of her figure 

And making pulsable heart to be in captive
The will remoter, heart controller
Despite, a pale silver-spoon 
Should it be on centre point? 
How well or worse will it be?

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Affection of love

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An Expression Of Love

I am gravely sorry
That you hold pain within you.

 

We share love,

Whether you choose to accept it
In your reality or not.

 

I am empathetic towards your pain.

 

I am not a psychiatrist.
I am not a psychologist.
I do not know how to control your delusions,
Only you know how to do that.

 

I do know this.

When you can clearly see,
That keeping your mouth shut,
Instead of opening it,
Is hurting far more people
Than it is helping...

 

...it's time to open your damn mouth.

 

 

05/19/2013 10:04 AM ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

We all choose our delusions in life.

The cost...

I wish I could explain exactly what and how I feel.
Human beings are stuipid that way.
We're able to feel too many things
Things that feel good and things that feel bad.
Some nights I wish I could be anything else but human.
We don't realize as people, how easy it is to break someone and crush them down to a pile of ash simply because they said something unknowingly...or perhaps lacked to say something that was important to them. 
"It wasn't intentional, i had no idea"
Something like that would be uttered out but that's human nature. Unknowing, clueless creatures.
Reasons beyond what I understand or am capable of knowing why, I may have discovered why I wish to remove my exsistance from this world. It's not that I want to live. It's that i want to live happy without being able to experience the bad things, BAD emotions.
However it can only be a dream.
Happiness is expensive.