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Feelings Never Told

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Feelings Never Told

 

 

A mind of wo-man

Like hers in the wishing well

—I looked hereupon








A Tendency For Love In A Forlorn Hope (An Affected Poem)

 

 











A Tendency For Love In A Forlorn Hope 



 

 


 

Are we falling away? This is just supposed to be a beginning.  Our

hearts tore open, jutting out of our chests.

 

My imploding rib cage is

so heartfelt as if tiny sharp things are piercing through my skin

—especially in that seeming

—point of no return.

 

 

I kept steady and not wanting anything more, out of this;

Except, now that our fates intertwine.

 

 

Now what am I supposed to do

to unleash my whole self 

to you?

 

You're great and nice—at that;

I am out of words.

 

Your wiles foreshadow me.





 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"A Tendency For Love In A Forlorn Hope" is an affected poem that was written on 04/17/2017 at around 07:04 A.M.  This particular poem is thought to have similar theme(s) as that of the series of poems written within that specific time frame.  Thank you for looking!

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Territorial Imperative (An Affected Poem About Chances In Love)











Territorial Imperative 

 





You know that I could love

you with agape;

 

It is such a wonder that you

had stopped me on my way

 

But when I had to think of you

It has kept me dazed—always

 

My waking states alter day-to-day

Just for seeing your smiling face

 

A guy who would be likened

to a man, by a woman

 

It is unchartered territory,

But it could be the best one.














Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reedited 07.11.2019 (misspelling/typographical error corrections that are affecting its sense-making intended meaning-making attempts, e.g., or losinng. perhaps < or losing*, perhaps):  



"Territorial Imperative" is a poem about getting (or losing, perhaps) our chances in love.  But this is taken from my viewpoint, of my own subjective chance(s) or lack thereof—because it is relational (at the time when it was written).  The date of the comosition supposedly was on 04/18/2017 at around 04:56 A.M. 

To Paddle One's Canoe Over Still Waters (A Poem About Fictitious Love Stories)











To Paddle One's Canoe Over Still Waters


 

 



Seeming storylines are child's play

Appearing to you like 'tis

something funny

 

Out of our little trembling political

situation

If only stars are the silent majority

 

They must twinkle—endlessly, without a noise

 

No matter how far we are,

theoretically

The light year spanned space-time

to have brought

me to you

 

—wondering, now, if vice versa is

 

also

true

 

In a sense of delight that had made

young lovers swoon

'Tis a mother's loving caress to a

newborn

 

A perfect love of Astrological

compatibility

And forever they will

choose to share lovingkindness

 

 

—to each other & for others.


As well.





Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a repost from my Twitter platform & which has been edited for a very minor misspelling of "light year".  I have corrected the two-word noun.  For anything else that I might have edited (e.g., I might have also missed), that could only be involving a tweaking of the form (e.g., which might have been changed/affected by my copying & pasting method of the verses; either that or other copyediting stuff like by changing fonts/font sizes).  Thank you for checking it out.