Thoughts Of Beauty In The Stillness Of Dawn...

Newsletter: Goodbye Google Friend Connect?

2012-02-27T01:07:00.000-05:00

My dear friends,

As you're probably aware by now, from 1st March 2012, Google Friend Connect is being withdrawn for all non-blogger blogs. This means that if you are using some another platform besides blogger (like wordpress), you will no longer be able to use GFC to follow this blog. Regular blogger blogs will still be able to use GFC for a few more months after March 1st, but I believe Google will remove it altogether in favor of Google+ & circles.

However, no need to panic...all is not lost, you can still keep updated with my posts and activities:

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I look forward to continuing to build Thoughts Of Beauty In The Stillness Of Dawn...with you by romancing you with the rhythm and flow of my pen (smile).

Hope you'll stop by soon!

Best wishes,

Andy

BREATHTAKING PLEASURES OF DAWN

2012-02-26T15:41:00.001-05:00

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A man's heart becomes more bountiful when the woman of his dreams drinks continuously from his lips.

Sweet lovemaking becomes more intense with every kiss and physical caress.

Open, wet mouths and warm-scented breaths are erotic expressions of passion that every human was created to enjoy.

A woman's body is most beautiful when her nakedness and sacredness are given freely with emotional feelings of love to the man who desires her.

The art of passionate lovemaking is like nurturing the seed of a flower…the more you caress it, the more it grows and blooms into an irresistible beauty.

The cry of pleasure in each other's ears represents the beauty of a flower awakening in all its glory in the sweet, breathtaking pleasures of dawn…

TRUE BEAUTY COMES FROM IMPERFECTION

2012-02-23T22:22:00.006-05:00

Romantic Friday Writers is a bi-weekly blogfest hosted by DeniseCovey_L_Aussie who challenges us to write 400 words or less of prosetry (prose/poetry) based on the given theme. For Wk32, the theme is "The Perfect 9.5". For submission/membership guidelines or to read the other entries, please click here...

(word count: 196 MPA=minimum critique points acceptable)

What makes a woman beautiful is simply her imperfections.

Her faults can be easily overlooked when the beauty of kindness and love are expressed through her loving eyes.

Even on those days when she does not look and feel her best, the goodness in her heart will still shine through like a gentle luminescence from the heavens.

She is the ultimate, priceless jewel, for her worth is far greater than any accomplishment a man can achieve in this world.

A sleeping infant is comforted upon her warm bosom and an undying love is held inside the depths of her heart.

True beauty does indeed come from imperfection, for she even welcomes grief sometimes, if it will result in peace, before a new day dawns.

Even blooming flowers joyfully wave their silken petals for her attention whenever the very breath of her timeless presence comes into their midst.

The heart of a woman was made beautiful from birth, causing her very existence to decorate the earth with love every time she gracefully walks upon its soil.

Without a doubt, it is because of the imperfect image of a woman that man has come to know life's greatest perfection.

NO ANGUISH OR PAIN...

2012-02-23T01:16:00.002-05:00

Lady Flower, no anguish or pain can ever stop me from loving you for the remaining days of an already cruel life.

These bittersweet dreams of mine were once filled with the fire of sorrow that sometimes buries the human heart beneath ghastly intentions.

As I peer deeply into the jewels of your eyes, bless me with the ability to see the glittering lights of heaven.

Kindly tame these wild flowers of my heart leaping graciously into yours…bearing sweet, romantic words of poetry.

How I long to love you amongst the pleasures of the night where two hearts can actually taste the perfumed blossoms of each other's dreams.

Oh lovely maiden, no anguish or pain can ever steal away the patience and courage my heart holds for a dignified woman with your humble character.

Had I not waited for you with anguish and pain, my darling, I would never have come to know the beauty of love in these final days of a cruel life.

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YouTube Tuesday #10

2012-02-21T20:11:00.003-05:00

YouTube Tuesday, adopted from Josh at Its Tiger Time, is a day set aside for sharing your favorite video. Doesn't have to be from YouTube, it can be any video. Feel free to join in the fun each week & let's see how creative we bloggers can be! If you participate, please remember to leave your link in the comments here & also in the Linky Tool on Josh's site

so we can visit you. Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner with the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

I thought I'd share a touch of humor this week with a homemade video.

Some of you might remember it. The original post is here...

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A FLOWER IN MY MIRROR

2012-02-20T20:13:00.002-05:00

You are the secret hanging from the ceiling of my heart like a beautiful flower in a fruitful tree.

Ever since we last kissed, the sweet taste of your tender, delectable lips has remained upon mine.

In this very hour, among the winds of passion, I can feel your enigmatic presence floating through the branches of my heart and in vision, I see the beauty of you comforting children in a moment of kindness.

My darling, do you remember the day we first met?

You stood under an archway of dying flowers that came alive after hearing your mellifluous voice return a pleasant "hello" to me.

That day, my eyes spoke poetry to you as my voice uttered words of gratefulness for having your attention.

Today, whenever I am away from you or simply laden with the anxieties of life, I only have to close my eyes to see the reflection of your pretty face smiling back at me reassuringly.

It is there…in the reflection of my mirror…that I see the heart of a flower sharing sweet tears of love with mine.

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A CHEERFUL GLANCE

2012-02-18T08:55:00.001-05:00

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A cheerful glance from an attractive woman to a lonely poet will be more than enough for him to secretly pen a poem for her.

Her beautiful lips in motion thrill him tenderly as they engage in innocent conversation.

After many years of pent-up, romantic emotions, this lonely man places his hopes in the image of this beautiful woman to erase his empty dreams.

Lady Flower, I am not embarrassed to say that I am the man who has found sheer delight from gazing into your delectable eyes.

All it took was a cheerful glance from you for me to lift the curtains of my heart to lay bare my faithful intentions.

My trembling spirit seeks only the mystery of your smile to calm my lonely heart before a new day dawns.

Darling, surrender your intimate friendship to me and I will reveal the roses in my heart bearing only your intoxicating, feminine perfume.

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MIDNIGHT RAINBOW

2012-02-15T08:13:00.001-05:00

There is no doubt that the sun is the light of the world, but to view the midnight rainbow in the image of a humble woman is something truly breathtaking.

My darling, you have awakened my senses for romance and passion by filling my heart with the knowledge of love's sweet sentiments.

Whenever I am troubled by thoughts of lonesomeness, I find myself looking at your photographs for the comfort and joy I desire.

You are the midnight rainbow decorating my eyes with human beauty beneath the silence of darkness.

Bind my heart with yours using the ribbon from your hair and share with me your magnificent dreams of freedom and love.

Lady Flower, you are the midnight rainbow giving glory to my eyes before the rising sun shares her own intoxicating beauty with the rest of the world.

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ENDLESS LOVE AND DEVOTION

2012-02-13T21:06:00.009-05:00

The earth embraces the seed of a flower and gives it nourishment and life through its soil.

In return, the flower embraces the kindness of the earth by decorating it with speechless beauty.

My darling, my heart is like the earth and you are the flower beautifying it with sweet emotions called love.

Amongst a garden of fragrant roses and gardenias, I take notice of only you.

I bow before your throne of beauty with eyes full of hunger and happiness for only your passion.

I have made your beauty my religion and give worship to you day and night with love burning from the altar of my heart.

In the mirror of my affections, you will see your beautiful face among a flock of doves glorifying the language of our love.

My darling, you are the flower in the soil of my heart anointing the lover in me to beautify the woman in you...with endless love and devotion.

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YouTube Tuesday #9

2012-02-13T19:50:00.005-05:00

so we can visit you. Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner with the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

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Lyrics:

My love, there's only you in my life

The only thing that's right

My first love, you're every breath that I take

You’re every step I make

And I, I want to share all my love with you

No one else will do

And your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, they tell me how much you care

Oh yes, you will always be

My endless love

Two hearts, two heats that beat as one

Our lives have just begun

Forever, I'll hold you close in my arms

I can't resist your charm

My love, I'll be a fool for you, I'm sure

You know I don't mind, you know I don't mind

And yes, you'll be the only one

'Cos no one can deny

This love I have inside,

And I'll give it all to you

My love, my love, my endless love

{THIS MOMENT} #3

2012-02-10T20:53:00.009-05:00

A Friday moment, a single photo - no words - capturing the week, day or experiences. A simple or extraordinary moment.

This moment is one I want to pause, savor and remember.
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02/09/2012 Snowy Thursday!

02/11/2012 Smiling in the snow Saturday!

{This Moment} is a ritual found on Life - inspired by the weeman, adopted from Soulemama, which was introduced to me by my friends at Blogplicity.

If you find yourself touched by a Moment and would like to participate,

post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comments section,

so I can visit your "Moment".

Award Time...Sharing The Love AGAIN!

2012-02-09T15:01:00.006-05:00

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I've been honored again. This time by up and coming blogger Alka Narula over at DEEP FRM MY HEART. Thank you Alka for your kindness and generosity. I am touched and humbled. Please show some appreciation by visiting & congratulating the other honorees here...

Now, the rules of the award are to pass it on to 15 people and reveal 7 things about yourself. Well, I'm one who loves romantic mystery and who also likes to break the rules...in blogland anyway (smile), so I shall leave it to you to discover 7 things about me. Here's a clue: If you look closely, you can find ME all over this blog!

I find it very inspiring to receive these award gifts and always wish I could pass them on to everyone, but due to time and space constraints, that's not possible. The last time I received an award, I gifted it to my beautiful ladies. Today, I'm breaking the rules again (I'm fast becoming a bad boy) and will do things my way by giving it to some of the gentlemen who I think deserve a mention. Each has something different to offer, but all are equally talented. Without any further ado, please spare a few moments to show them some appreciation. Here goes (in no particular order):

Congratulations my friends!

LOVE HAS SEEPED INTO MY HEART

2012-02-08T21:47:00.001-05:00

The pheromones of love have seeped into my humble heart through the sultry eyes of a very attractive and feminine Lady Flower.

Her smiling face represents the beauty of light - its luminescence glows deep within the passionate secrets of my soul.

To kiss her full, red lips is like tasting the nectar of honey wine…so potent…it leaves me drunk and intoxicated with love and desire.

Even her hands and feet are most appealing, for by decorating them with nail polish and fine jewelry, anyone can see she enjoys being a woman.

How I contemplate living moments of passion and joy with her amidst fragrant incense that burns eternally.

From the very pages of my heart, she has become the poetic words of love I write under the influence of wisdom, romance and tears of freedom.

With grace and a smile, she comes to me like the refreshing wind and kisses my face with the kind of tender endearment a loving woman gives to her man.

The pheromones of love have seeped into my heart because of the beauty of this enchanting woman whose eyes bear the erotic flames of the morning sun.

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DAYDREAMING OF YESTERDAY

2012-02-07T16:10:00.001-05:00

Once again, night has stolen my sleep as I lie here thinking of the woman who once captivated my heart under a sunset of swaying flowers.

I have come to realize the sweetness of love cannot exist without first being tested by the sword of sorrow.

My heart will not remain ignorant to the beauty of love until my last breath is uttered in death's welcoming embrace.

Sadly, since our separation, there is nothing left in me, for I have finally said goodbye to her in tearful silence filled with virtue and respect.

There are words upon the pages of my heart that have yet to be written, but how am I supposed to pen poetic expressions of love when sorrow keeps falling from my eyes?

Daydreaming of yesterday has led me to the seashore where the treasures of love are only for those whose footprints are engraved upon its glittering sands.

My heart remains imprisoned with thoughts of yesterday, for how is a heartbroken man to keep dreaming of love when the kisses of a beautiful woman represent the sword that destroyed him?

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YouTube Tuesday #8

2012-02-07T02:54:00.005-05:00

so we can visit you. Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner with the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

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Lyrics:

I have never been so much

In love

Before

What a difference

A true love made in my life

So nice

So right

Loving you gave me something new that I never felt

Never dreamed of

Something's changed

No, it's not the feeling I had before

Oh, oh, oh, it's much, much more

Love

I never knew that a touch

Could mean

So much

What a difference

And when we walk hand in hand

I feel

So real

Lovers come and then lovers go that's what folks say

Don't they know

They're not there when you love me, hold me and say you care

And what we have is much more than they could see

What we have is much more than they could see

Award Time Again...Spreading The Love!

2012-02-05T16:49:00.002-05:00

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I've been honored again...this time by my dear friend Simran Kaur over at her blog My Friendship who has graciously gifted me the Liebster Blog Award (Liebster is German meaning "dearest"). I am sincerely grateful to this young lady who herself is dear to me and has an amazing blog. Please show her some kindness by visiting her blog & perhaps even visiting the blogs of the other honorees listed here...

The rules for accepting the award are as follows:

Link back to the person who gave you the award.
Pick 5 people deserving of the award & notify them on their blogs.
Post the award on your blog and spread the love.

This will be tough, because everyone is special and has something to offer, but here are my choices (in no particular order):

THIS PINK ROSE

2012-02-05T03:34:00.001-05:00

Pure as a fallen snowflake, your innocence and beauty transcend the glory of the clouds.

I am bewildered by your beautiful presence, which leaves me hiding behind emotions of passions that I want to enjoy only with you.

This pink rose reminds me of you, for there can be no surrender to sweet love without the gift of freedom.

With your pretty, manicured fingers, kindly touch each word upon the pages of my poetry to feel and learn the meekness of my heart.

The warmth I experience from your smile leaves me envisioning our lips drinking from the same stream flowing from the throne of love.

Without love, what good is wisdom if a man cannot discern the difference between the greatness of a woman's heart and the teardrops of a flower?

My darling, every time you look at me, this pink rose appears in your eyes…whispering my name with a dialect of sweet love.

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KINGSHIP OF LOVE

2012-02-02T19:45:00.005-05:00

Searing tears have left burnt tracks of sadness upon my lonely and anguished face.

Sorrow has stifled my hope for romance in the eyes of a woman I know only in my dreams.

Her heart is eternal, full of faithfulness and love, but beautified as never-ending petals upon a rose.

Every time I close my eyes, I see her drinking from the fountain of life.

There, she reads the poetry of love upon the waters holding the reflection of her lovely face hidden behind a veil of purity.

She understands the bond between a poet and his tearful thoughts and the reason why his heart is like an envelope holding written words of passion for the woman he adores and loves.

Sorrow can never stop my palpitating heart from desiring the love of such a woman, even if only in my dreams.

Love can dethrone sorrow at anytime, as long as the heart recognizes the kingship of love as the supreme kingdom…united under one thought and feeling.

The kingship of love is alive and beautiful, even in my empty and sorrowful dreams.

Awarded by Ava at The Poetry Palace: Thursday Poets Rally Wk61
for: THE JEWELS IN YOU
I nominate: Shreya

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YouTube Tuesday #7

2012-01-31T05:19:00.009-05:00

so we can visit you. Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner with the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

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Lyrics:

Music makes you weak and yeah you're so unique

Actually oh, love, yeah, your dressing makes me high

The way you mystify, risk it off, oh yeah, you finish

Girl, in your eyes I see your fantasies and I got everything we need

Sheet music, I know how to use it

Let me prove it, ain't nothing like sheet music

You're the party type, I know what you're like, beware, oh yeah

I plan the rendezvous especially for you, be there be there, yeah

I'll come into your world, you come into mine

You won't believe it, you're real fine

Sheet music, I know how to use it

Girl, let me prove it, ain't nothing like sheet music

Well, oh love,

Honey, it's ok, sheet music, yeah

Feel the magic of my soul and let the music turn you on

And on, and on, and on, and on

The rhythm sets the pace, my journey into space

Come on, come on, come on with all

I'll give you songs of love and rhapsody

Just sing, you're flying with me, oh

Sheet music, I know how to use it mmmm

Let me prove it, girl, ain't nothing like that music

Mean that music, music, music, music, music, music

I know how to use it mmmm

Let me prove it, ain't nothing like sheet music

Sheet music, I know how to, how to use it

Girl, let me prove it, ain't nothing like sheet music, yeah

Sheet music, music, I know how to use it, use it

Sheet music, music, I know how to use it, use it, use it

Sheet music, oh yeah, I know how to use it, oh yeah

Girl, just let me prove it. Just let me do it

I know how to use it, girl I love that music

Sheet music, well, I know how to, how to use it

Come here, girl, let me prove it

Ain't nothing like, like that music

Now, sheet music, well, yeah, I know how to use it, oh yeah

Just tell me I can do it, girl just let me prove it

I swear I can use it, girl I'd love to do it, well

I like to use the words you say, with you I too will fly away

Into this world so full of love, that's something that I need so much

I like to use the words you say, with you me too I will fly away

Into this world so full of love, that's something that I need so much

Sheet music, well, I know how to use it mmmm

Let me prove it, ain't nothing like that music, music, baby

Music, sing that, music, music, music

Sheet music, music, music, he knows how to use it, use it

FOLLOWING YOUR FOOTSTEPS

2012-01-29T14:28:00.006-05:00

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Lady Flower, how can I willingly follow your footsteps if they refuse to lead me into the heart's paradise?

In these evergreen fantasies of mine, I can still see your pretty face among the lilies that once craved your sweet fragrance.

Tell me…will the mystery of time ever open its glorious wings and take us back into the foliage of a breathless romance?

Please know you are dearer to me than priceless jewels hidden in a beautiful valley under the sleepless soil of a golden tree.

In a dream, entice me with your kisses and I will make believe that your lovely presence is once again decorating my heart with a jasmine flower.

Darling, how can I follow your footsteps in pleasant places, when the road upon which I walk leads me to a destination without your beautiful smile?

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Special Celebration (Part.2): IT'S MY BLOGOVERSARY!

2012-01-28T00:05:00.023-05:00

Hello friends.

January is a very special month for me. Last week, my wife & I celebrated our 10th Wedding Anniversary & today is my 1st Blogoversary! This post will be a little longer than usual, so I hope you'll bear with me.

On 28 January 2011 around 9:30pm, I posted my first poem Fires Of My Dreams & voila...my blog was born. Two days later, the very first comment came from Anonymous who wrote:

"I hear the writer asking for this woman to allow sanctify his freedom and allow him to move on from the chains of her that are in his thoughts and dreams for he has the need to move on. Powerful words. rea"

By Anonymous on SANCTIFY MY FREEDOM on 1/30/11

I never did figure out who this was, so Anonymous, if you are reading this today, please tell me who you are so I can thank you here personally for being my first commenter.

Here are some Fun Facts:
First follower was Shiney, who's still following today.

First award was from Promising Poets' Poetry Cafe for Song Of Your Heart.

100th post was Woman As My Friend And Lover.

100th follower was Lola. 200th follower is David.
5,171 comments. 26,198 Pageviews

It's been an exciting year. I've "met" some wonderful people who have encouraged and inspired me to be all that I can be and more. This blog would not be where it is today if it were not for your support. So please join me in celebrating not only my 1st Blogoversary, but also YOU, my loyal friends & readers.
I sincerely thank you all & hope you will continue this beautiful journey with me for many more years to come...

FOR YOU, MY BELOVED FRIENDS

Every time the sparkle in your eyes glows upon my humble work, I can feel the tremble in your heart through the beauty of your enchanting spirit.

It is because of you I am inspired to write about the luminescence of love that fills my heart with the celestial knowledge of eternity.

Love's melancholy is even more beautiful when it touches the depths of the reader's heart and soul with magical words penned from a poet's great imagination.

If you were to peer inside the garden of my heart, you would see my gratitude and meekness for your having embraced my work with unborn flowers in your eyes.

Will you not agree that through written words, together we share the mysteries, jewels and virtues of love that are never-ending in hearts like ours?

With each whisper of your heart to mine, I can feel emotions touching my soul with the kind of honesty that causes friendships to blossom like life's most beautiful violets.

My beloved friends and readers, the tears we share can only be explained through written words, for this love existing between us was created among the joyful winds and valleys of our romantic poetry.

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Friends are the flowers of life.
Your friendship is like a beautiful flower blooming in my heart.
You are all special, so please accept this gift as a small token of my appreciation & gratitude.
Everyone can claim this award, if you so wish,
but there are a few people (flowers)
I'd like to give extra recognition to
for their unerring loyalty, kindness, encouragement
& never-ending support throughout this wonderful year.
(in no particular order):

Allecia Alicea-Imboden who was instrumental in not only laying the foundation upon which this blog is built, but who tirelessly promoted my blog amongst her friends & family at every opportunity .	Ruthi Ambrose who worked hard in organizing my work for publishing & distributing my business cards.	Melissa	Muhammad Israr
Mary Hudak-Collins	Jenny Matlock	JANU	Mani
DeniseCovey_L'Aussie	Jan Neel	Motifs	Mary
~Princesa Fiona~	Sulekha Rawat	Simran	Myrna.R
Corinne Rodrigues	Prime Aque	Balqis	Sagittarian

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LIKE A HARLOT

2012-01-26T20:46:00.005-05:00

Romantic Friday Writers is a bi-weekly blogfest hosted by DeniseCovey, L'Aussie who challenges us to write in 400 words or less on the given theme. For Wk30, the challenge is "Learning to dance when it's over...". Anyone can enter, but only members will be considered for the one of the three awards given for each challenge. To read the other entries or for membership/submission guidelines, please click here...

(word count: 285 MPA=mimimum critique points acceptable)

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In a crowded room, where music and rhythm were expressions of happiness among lovers and lonely hearts, the sultry image of a woman caught my eyes.

With feminine beauty, her body swayed to the harmonious sounds of romance in the arms of a man who kissed her painted lips tenderly.

Her curvy shape reminded me of an hourglass, even though time meant nothing to me at that moment.

How I hoped for the early morning dawn to never come, so the vision of this glorious woman would not escape my eyes, which held her beauty with desire and admiration.

Within moments, her sparkling eyes found mine as I wore an appreciative smile upon my face for her beauty.

I nodded my head slightly as if to say: "You are so gorgeous that you remind me of a flower dancing before Biblical Kings when freedom was given to the captives. You are the swaying flower most admired among its kind."

As I started to approach her, she turned away from me while gesturing towards another stranger who had bought her a drink for social pleasure.

With her arm outstretched, she allowed him to kiss the back of her beautiful hand, right up to her bare shoulder as she whispered coquettishly: "You are so sweet."

At that moment, I realized her kisses were like the nectar of honeydew, but the after-effect could be detrimental to the heart.

Like a harlot, her gracefulness and style had unseen motives and in that instant, just like a dying flower, she withered before my eyes as I walked away thanking the Almighty I had stayed long enough to witness her deceitful & immoral behavior.

Perhaps tomorrow I will try ballroom dancing instead…

THE JEWELS IN YOU

2012-01-25T18:52:00.003-05:00

No one can escape the claws of death, yet how foolish is the man who wants to flee from the beauty of love?

When love is the true breath of the heart, defying its greatness is really beyond human comprehension.

A man will gladly place himself at the mercy of love if he can feel its blessings through a beautiful woman adorned in your image.

Lady Flower, touch me with your sweetness and let my heart and soul experience the magic of love's mystery.

Searching for the secrets of your heart, I am left spellbound by my findings…the kind that holds a man breathless for the jewels in you.

The ailments I once knew from loneliness have disappeared, all because of the happiness you have given to me upon the horizon of my dreams.

My darling, the jewels in you can be clearly seen through the sparkle in your eyes giving light to mine as a new morning dawns.

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YouTube Tuesday #6

2012-01-24T09:59:00.008-05:00

YouTube Tuesday, adopted from Josh at Its Tiger Time, is a day set aside for sharing your favorite video. Feel free to join in the fun each week & let's see how creative we bloggers can be! If you participate, please remember to leave your link in the comments here & also in the Linky tool on Josh's site

so we can visit you. Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner with the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

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Lyrics:
Here's another morning without you
Here's another day will I get through it without breaking down
I haven't seen the sun since you've been gone
Like my heart I lost it when you left me and it can't be found
How can I go on
Baby I've been living on memories of you and me
All the love we made
All those tender nights and those endless days
They're all here inside
Baby can you stop the rain from falling
Won't you chase my clouds away
I'd give anything to see the sun again
Only you can stop these tears from falling
I can't face another day
Baby can you stop can you stop the rain

Everywhere I go I feel you there
Following my footsteps like a shadow of my broken heart
Sometimes it's a pair of passing eyes
Or it's just the way someone is talking
And there you are
Am I all alone
Don't you ever wake up and reach for me where I used to be
Is there any chance
I just can't believe you're not lonely too just for me and you
Baby can you stop the rain from falling
Can you chase my clouds away
I'd give anything to see the sun again
Only you can stop these tears from falling
I can't face another day
Baby can you stop can you stop the rain

Oh oh if you were here for only one night
Baby I know you'd remember
Coz loving you was wasn't time enough
I know we can make it together together
Baby stop the rain
Won't you chase my clouds away
I'd give anything to see the sun again
Only you can stop these tears from falling
I can't face another day
Baby can you stop can you stop the rain
How can I live without you baby
Can you stop the rain
(fading out) How can I let you go.....

BREATH OF MY POEMS

2012-01-23T21:35:00.003-05:00

Under the divinity of the heart's deepest secrets, the eyes reveal what the lips cannot speak in the very ebb of desires.

The night is almost passed and still, I shall not see the sunrise gleaming through the eyes of a beautiful woman.

My soul remains empty and thirsty for the passion of a woman to bless my life with her kindness and faithfulness.

Sadly, my dreams are hopeless just like a small volume of unread poems gathering dust at the base of an altar decorated with withered flowers.

I pray this never happens to my work, which I have carefully penned upon the heart of a make-believe maiden.

She is the sunrise I cannot see, but she glitters like a jewel beneath the veil of my lifeless dreams.

To some, she is many things, but to me, she is the temptress of my heart who gives life to my desires and the sweet, sweet breath of my most romantic poems.

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LYRICS OF FIRE

2012-01-22T00:36:00.003-05:00

With written, heartfelt words, desire has come to me through the eyes of a very beautiful and sultry woman.

Reading each stanza, her facial expressions reveal the secrets of her heart and the intimacy we share among lyrics of fire.

Penned upon plain paper, these erotic moments are recreated in private fantasies where there are no rules pertaining to unadulterated lust.

Stemming from a romantic friendship born in the warm and loving bosom of poetry, our kisses are long, deep and breathless.

Mesmerized by her pretty face mulling over my creations, she leaves me weak and helpless for her feminine touch in the theatre of my dreams.

My emotions are overflowing for this sexy woman to wrap her warm body around mine in the midnight hour of our fantasies.

We make love over and over again beneath lyrics of fire until I can actually hear her cries and groans from the pleasure she receives via the rhythm and strokes of my pen…

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{THIS MOMENT} #2

2012-01-20T22:29:00.006-05:00

A Friday moment, a single photo - no words - capturing the week, day or experiences. A simple or extraordinary moment.

This moment is one I want to pause, savor and remember.

I'm having trouble catching up with the rest of the week!

{This Moment} is a ritual found on Life - inspired by the weeman, adopted from Soulemama, which was introduced to me by my friends at Blogplicity. If you find yourself touched by a Moment and would like to participate, post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comments section, so I can visit your "Moment".

INTO NOTHINGNESS...

2012-01-18T16:40:00.004-05:00

The ocean mist has tenderly kissed me with its beauty as I stare at freedom and loneliness upon its silent greatness flowing with precision.

How I wish for the immortality of a beautiful woman to embrace me with her warmth and to observe the flaming passion glowing like fire in my eyes for only her.

The sufferings of my heart for love and romance have been from long ago.

Yet with much understanding, I now realize that sacrifices are sometimes necessary for the enjoyment of passionate and romantic happiness.

Sad to say, into nothingness is where my hope lies as I feel the non-existence of a maiden's kiss upon my lonesome and tasteless lips.

Yes, I shall lay my dreams into nothingness, for that is where I will continue to welcome the ocean's mist as the only kiss my heart will ever know.

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Special Celebration (Part.1): WEDDING ANNIVERSARY!

2012-01-17T00:19:00.006-05:00

This week, my wife & I will celebrate our 10th Wedding Anniversary.
A few years ago, we decided to do away with giving each other presents & thought it would be romantic to write each other letters instead. Now, every year on our anniversary, we write each other new love letters and reread the ones from previous years. In this way we renew our love for each other.

To My Beautiful Wife

There was a time when my prayers & supplications for love always went unanswered and I became a lonely wanderer, with only my poetry for company and conversation. Then one fine day, you waltzed into my life with the essence of spring, releasing me from the shackles of lonesomeness that held me in bondage for so long.

Safely wrapped in your loving embrace, the clouds of darkness that once hung over me slowly parted & I began to enjoy the beauty of life and love. I started noticing little things...like birds chirping, flowers swaying in the breeze, the ebb and flow of the tide, the whistling of the wind through the trees, the beauty of dawn, the smile of the moon, fluffy snow & even teardrop rain. I was renewed with a spirit far greater than my own...I came to know the beauty of your love.

Beautiful wife of mine, you radiate beauty from within, intoxicating me with your smile, your compassion & humility. I love the way those wisps of your hair are always unruly no matter how much you try to tame them (smile)! The curve of your figure thrills me whenever you walk before me and your voice is the most mellifluous sound I have ever heard. Your loving arms are always open to greet me & it is you whom I turn to for comfort & understanding when the trials & tribulations of this life become too much of a burden for me to carry all alone.

(Smiling)...yes, we had our share of trying times in the early years, but we managed to get though them together & our union, our bond is even stronger than before. You've been my courage in moments of weakness and the voice of wisdom in moments of indecision. The will of my heart is to love you faithfully & truthfully. I promise to always walk with your hand in mine as we travel this journey of life together.

It has been said that home is where the heart is. Well, my darling wife, my home is wherever you are...my home is you. Thank you for accepting me into your life, for making me a better man. I will always love you.

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YouTube Tuesday #5

2012-01-17T00:18:00.008-05:00

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{THIS MOMENT}...my first!

2012-01-13T17:48:00.003-05:00

A Friday moment, a single photo - no words - capturing the week, day or experiences. A simple or extraordinary moment.

This moment is one I want to pause, savor and remember.

{This Moment} is a ritual found on Life - inspired by the weeman adopted from Soulemama which was introduced to me by my friends at Blogplicity. If you find yourself touched by a Moment and would like to participate, post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comments section, so I can visit your "Moment".

SORROW HAS ENTERED MY HEART

2012-01-13T15:20:00.001-05:00

Sorrow by Dechobek at DeviantArt

Sorrow has entered my heart again from the tasteless kisses that continue to live in my memory.

The perplexity of my past haunts me with the wicked intentions of a lover whose presence and laughter habitually appear in my dreams.

Such satire holds me in wonderment, for it is impossible to forget him when the very potency of his aroma sweetens the air I breathe.

Bewildered, my heart struggles for the kind of peace that soothes and heals the brokenhearted from the atrocities of betrayal.

Sorrow has again entered my heart in the form of a sword, for with each turn, I am thrust ever closer into the arms of a living death.

Sadly, with much endearment is how I hold this kind of sorrow…simply because such pain from you is better than nothing at all.

For: Poets United Vice/Versa - Midnight Snack Wkly Prompt #2

HARP OF MY SOUL

2012-01-11T22:32:00.001-05:00

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There is a song of beauty in my heart for only you, my sweet Lady Flower.

Walk with me among melted snow and feel the winds of freedom stealing the warmth from our hands, but setting ablaze the fire in our hearts.

Your beautiful tresses against my face shield me from the desires of a stranger and your hand in mine reminds me of the gift of love I only feel when in your gorgeous presence.

Remind me once again why you love me so much and then listen intently as my heart whispers my love for you in return.

Do you know that treasures of the heart are greater than a kingdom without love and a rich man has nothing without the faithful love of a humble woman?

My darling, with trembling lips I speak love to you and with a joyful heart, the song of beauty plays for you endlessly…doing so with the most harmonious melody upon the harp of my soul.

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Awarded by Ava at The Poetry Palace: Thursday Poets Rally Wk59
for: A FLOWER AND A TEAR
I nominate Anshul Gautam

Award Time!

2012-01-11T19:18:00.009-05:00

8 January 2012:

Honored with The Versatile Blogger Award by my friend Leah Griffith over at Eating Life Raw. Thank you Leah for your kindness & generosity.

Click to claim me!

The rules for accepting the award are to reveal 7 things about yourself & pass the award on to 5 people. Well, as a poet, I like to remain mysterious & intriguing, so I'm breaking the first rule...they're meant to be broken after all! Now...if I had my way, everyone would get this award, but I have to at least play by half the rules, so (in no particular order), I'm honoring the following:

1. Jan over at Photos by Jan
2. Corinne Rodrigues over at Everyday Gayaan
3. Prime Aque over at SB
4. Sagittarian over at Where It Should Begin...
5. Rosette Princess over at Once upon a time!
6. Jidhu Jose over at Snapshot

Please hop on over to their blogs...you might discover something new!

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ZEALOUS FOR YOUR LOVE

2012-01-10T17:19:00.005-05:00

Darling maiden, in my fantasies, I have sculpted your exquisite beauty from words carved upon paper so they might become gifts of poetry for lonely hearts to read.

My sorrow in lonesomeness is hidden as I await the fire of love to warm my heart with yours in passionate silence.

Even when silken flowers are sleeping in my hands, they are really invisible to me until your lovely eyes can awaken them with one teardrop sound.

Woman of my dreams, I shall continue to love you among the blossoms of every moonlight before the cruel hours of daylight steal you away again from the many fantasies of my mind.

With the passing of countless twilights and in all my undertakings, I have worked hard to protect the sacred poems of you…the same way a stem holds a beautiful rose close to its stalk.

Oh Lady Flower, zealous for your love is what I have become in a world where the image of a man like me goes unnoticed for loving with faithfulness and truth.

Please understand that I shall remain delighted to exist without sleep knowing there is some hope of you seeing in my weary eyes just how zealous I am for your sweet and precious love.

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YouTube Tuesday #4

2012-01-10T00:25:00.008-05:00

so we can visit you. Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner with the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

My favorite soul singer of all time, the late & great Teddy Pendergrass

Keep watching, the beginning's supposed to be dark for a reason...

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TAKE ME UNDER YOUR SPECIAL WINGS

2012-01-09T05:58:00.001-05:00

Lady Flower, it is you who has shown me the true heart of a woman and how beautiful it can be when filled with the jewels of love.

Take me under your special wings and carry me amongst your most romantic thoughts to a garden made for pleasure.

Unbutton my shirt with your pretty hands and gently caress my chest as a prelude to passionate lovemaking.

Smitten by the taste of your kisses, my body feels the tremors of erotic love like the drums of thunder in the sky.

The scent of your feminine fragrance rouses me in the silence of the night when I yearn for your wet lips to dance with mine.

Take me under your special wings and let the beauty of love protect us from the evil winds of life.

Darling, take me under your special wings to love's flower garden where I shall drink your intoxicating wine until I am drunk with breathless desire.

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FLOWER OF INDIA

2012-01-07T19:30:00.004-05:00

Lady Flower, a falling snowflake sailing in the wind is as pure as an infant's tear when beautiful you are its mother.

The silken hem of your sari sways with such timeless elegance and sensuality that men find you irresistible.

Your feminine gait even keeps my eyes transfixed upon this Indian woman whose beauty has become everlasting in my dreams.

I am captivated by the erotic spell of passion making my heart tremble with excitement for only you.

Darling, how can flowers cling to you with such delight when they can only see your reflection in the glorious sunshine?

You are the flower of India influencing my thoughts to follow your sweet fragrance into a night filled with emotions of love.

Hide me behind your veil of sultry desires and then kiss me lovingly and deeply before the dancing moon that has suddenly become bashful because of our romance.

Oh my darling, release me tenderly from this dream so that in reality, I may embark upon a journey that will lead my heart to you…the most beautiful flower of India.

Footnote: The image used in this poem is purely for visual purposes only and not intended as a dedication to any particular person.

THE GOLDEN GIFT OF POETRY: First Guest Post

2012-01-06T23:21:00.007-05:00

Today, I am the featured guest of Alpana Jaiswal over at her blog Motifs.
This is my very first guest post & I was extremely touched & honored to oblige.

Here's what Alpana wrote about me...

Today, I have the honor of posting some very beautiful lines by a blogger friend.
What do I say about him, I have not known him for a very long time, but in this
brief span of time, I know that he is one of the most sensitive writers in the blogging world...
To read more & to see the poem I wrote especially for the guest post, please visit Alpana's blog here...

GOLDEN FOOTPRINTS

2012-01-04T22:27:00.006-05:00

The golden dust of each footprint you leave behind inspires me to follow you into the beauty of the winds delicately embracing your smile with tenderness.

Your pretty voice is as soft as the whisper of a morning flower and yet each whisper uttered before the altars of heaven is echoed with a tear for the gratitude of life.

Beautiful maiden, your thoughts are of a charitable nature even towards the lowly ones who rejoice in your humility and compassion when unkindness is all they have ever known.

The partition of life sometimes divides the heart between what is right and what is wrong.

With you, though, righteousness is always faithful, because the sunrise of love in you is greater than the light of dawn.

My shadow trembles joyfully every time your beautiful presence shares the blessed sunshine with me, especially on days when romance is the only fragrance blowing in the wind.

My darling, the resplendent beauty of your footprints leaves behind mellifluous words of love written and expressed with golden dust that beautifies the earth with your gorgeous image.

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YOUTH AT PLAY

2012-01-03T09:58:00.005-05:00

Ever since a beautiful woman walked into my dreams, my heart has become like a youth at play.

The radiance of her smile fills me up with emotions and desires I only knew when I was a youth craving love.

Adorned with makeup and fingers and toes painted in her favorite red, I observe her joy at being born a woman every time she decorates her tresses with a blooming flower.

Blessed with the beauty of life, she glows in the sun like a precious jewel whose worth is much more than the bread given to a hungry man.

Dwelling in my fantasies, she reveals the passion I crave by lying next to me every night in a garden of velvet roses.

It is a pleasure to be caught in her spell…the kind that causes my heart to tremble with eroticism because of her feminine grace.

She lives in my mind as days pass like moments and nights disappear into the darkness like never-ending love songs.

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YouTubeTuesday #3

2012-01-02T23:14:00.008-05:00

YouTube Tuesday, adopted from Josh Collins at Its Tiger Time, is a day set aside for sharing your favorite video. Feel free to join in the fun each week & let's see how creative we bloggers can be!
If you participate, please remember to leave your link here in the comments & also in the Linky Tool on Josh's site so we can visit you. Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

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A POET'S IMMORTAL THOUGHTS

2012-01-01T00:02:00.005-05:00

A poet will always share his immortal thoughts with the faithful winds of freedom.

He knows that only a beautiful woman can make an infant bud blush before the world embraces its adult perfume with smiling eyes.

Using modest words of love, salutations from his heart create vibrant emotions for her upon paper.

Even the sweet-smelling breeze guides her intoxicating scent to him during the quiet hours of an evening as he works on a dreamless poem.

No one can separate them, for she is the ultimate vision of beauty he sees with closed eyes beneath the shadows of a cold night.

It is no secret that he is mesmerized by the mystery of her affections as he tearfully reaches for poetic words to describe his desires to her.

Roused by the enchantments of her feminine allure, he also reveals to the world the secrets and harvest of his thoughts for loving her ever so deeply.

A poet's immortal thoughts are indeed like eternal blossoms causing this woman to envision her own timeless essence among his written words.

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A FLOWER AND A TEAR

2011-12-28T20:29:00.004-05:00

Lady Flower, as we exchange secretive glances among this crowd, my emotions are lifted up into the fineries of an intoxicating romance.

Your gaze is filled with so much yearning and beauty that my spirit leaves my body to bow before you with a flower and a tear.

You fill my eyes with a perfection I only knew in dreams…the kind that sailed away upon the ripples of a lonely stream into the rich darkness of the night.

To imagine words of passion falling from your tender lips has become like hidden treasure my heart searches for between time and destiny.

With a flower and a tear is how I come to you inside fantasies filling me with exhilaration and joy for being under the influence of your feminine fragrance.

Darling, lift your invisible veil so I may see my reflection in your eyes and reveal to me your most intimate thoughts through your alluring smile.

Yes, with a flower and a tear, let me inherit your most prestigious and passionate secrets so my heart will be eternally bound with yours in the most seductive way.

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XANADU: THIS LUSH, TROPICAL GARDEN

2011-12-27T20:11:00.002-05:00

Darling, this lush, tropical garden reminds me of the paradise I see in your beautiful eyes every time you stare deeply into mine.

In my heart, I carry the spirit of you to an altar of love so the blessings from above will drape us with living tears of joy.

Quench my thirst with the passionate wine upon your lips so I may know the divine taste of an everlasting dream.

The principles of the heart are many, but none are greater than the infinite values of a timeless love.

Lady Flower, there is a comfort and warmth inside love's eternal fire that can only be understood through the emotions of the heart.

In the garden of Xanadu, you are the most intriguing flower I have ever seen...with an intoxicating fragrance that thrills me with breathless ecstasy.

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YouTube Tuesday #2

2011-12-27T16:01:00.009-05:00

YouTube Tuesday, adopted from Josh Collins at Its Tiger Time, is a day set aside for sharing your favorite video. Feel free to join in the fun each week & let's see how creative we bloggers can be! If you participate, please remember to leave your link in the Linky Tool on Josh's site so we can visit you.
Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

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GIVE ME SEXY, GIVE ME SUGAR

2011-12-24T09:31:00.011-05:00

Darling, as the silence of the midnight hour mingles with the velvety moon, my desires are aroused to want beautiful you with the flames of lust.

Even in moments of sleepiness, give me the meaning of sexy with your quivering lips of sugar.

My mind is always occupied with the sweetest intentions of planting erotic seeds of passion upon the loving soil of your garden.

It is the vision of your naked glory that comforts me when the firestorms of life overwhelm my days and nights with tearful misery.

My darling, in my moments of passionate weakness, give me the thrill of sexy by decorating my eyes with the magical mystery of your provocative image.

Give me the breathless taste of sugar…the kind that brings a man on bended knees before the throne of love's timeless nectar.

Unveil the secrets of your heart before me so I may tremble with pleasure for your sex appeal and the sugar that has my soul enthralled with yours.

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A WOMAN'S POVERTY

2011-12-21T00:39:00.001-05:00

A woman's poverty will stain the heart of a stranger with pity, but she is the glory among all treasures to the man who adores her.

I have secretly anguished over the jewels of love, for its beauty has never glittered in my eyes before…until now.

The sadness of yesterday's dreams has turned into today's awe-inspiring reality because of the kindness and generosity of a meek woman.

To behold her beautiful smile is like watching a flower dispense its fragrance into the winds high above the great, moving clouds.

A woman's poverty will make the heart of any man rich with the sweetness and faithfulness of her love.

The portrait of her illustrious figure will sway back and forth in his mind…like an unblemished maiden dancing in the ebb of his dreams.

A woman's poverty is far greater than the beauty of dawn, for it is the dynamics of her love that causes a man to be contented, grateful and tearfully happy.

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YouTube Tuesday #1...my first ever!

2011-12-20T19:43:00.012-05:00

YouTube Tuesday, adopted from Josh at Its Tiger Time, is a day set aside for sharing your favorite video. Feel free to join in the fun each week & let's see how creative we bloggers can be! If you participate, please remember to leave your link in the Linky tool on Josh's site so we can visit you. Each month, Josh will highlight a selected video & present the winner with the "You Tube Tuesday" Award.

This is my first attempt at You Tube Tuesday...a musical feast for you. There's no translation, but I think the music/dance speaks for itself...enjoy!

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AN INSCRIPTION OF LOVE

2011-12-18T17:26:00.004-05:00

Upon an ancient oak lay an inscription of love a man had carved for a beautiful woman.

She was indeed the prodigy of his heart and the flower with the sweetest scent blooming over the horizon of his dreams.

In the stillness of dawn, her countenance glowed like the midday sun and under the blanket of moonlight, she thrilled him with her velvet kisses.

Every moment with her inspired him to write unpublished words of love that would be read one day with eyes full of silver tears.

Sitting by a rippling pond, his thoughts could also be heard through the flowing waters by those enraptured with his poetic verses of love.

Sweet love rules the human heart with perfection and with this man, there would be no exception to this timeless gift that he had been blessed with.

He knew quite well his inscription on this old oak would attract the attention of those stopping by just to marvel at his greatest work and others simply wanting to capture their own moments of love.

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ON THIS PAINFUL, TEAR-FILLED NIGHT

2011-12-15T16:57:00.009-05:00

Hosted by L'Aussie, Romantic Friday Writers is a bi-weekly blogfest in which we are challenged to write a romantic piece in 200-400 words on the given theme. For Wk27 the theme is "Sparkle!" To read the other entries or for submission/membership guidelines, click here... (word count: 313 MPA* see below)

Art by Melissa Tandoc

Beautiful woman, weep no more, for even though we are strangers, allow me to console you in this trying hour.

Do not choose solitude as a friend over me, for I am greater than sadness and kinder than falling tears.

In spite of sorrow, the beautiful portrait of your smile still glows with timeless essence before sleeping flowers at your painted toes.

You are so attractive that your image is a replica of a rainbow gleaming upon the precious canvas of life.

My heart can offer you the gift of poetry and with visible tears of compassion, the nobility of my humble spirit will embrace your pain as if it were my very own.

Please understand that as I walk away into a world holding emptiness for the foolish dreams I bear, I want nothing in return than to see a joyful sparkle in your eyes.

You remind me of a lonely flower hiding her beauty in a cloud of sadness over a great city with majestic lights.

Your tears fall rhythmically like crystal water upon the thirsting earth, but your beautiful image has more luminescence than the moonlight over a city of unrighteousness.

Permit me to help you open the envelope of sadness that has sealed your sorrow in the dawn of life.

Let me free you from the lover who has you bound with shackles of lies and tasteless kisses.

Lovely maiden, even though I am a prisoner of lonesomeness, I follow the scent of a rose as if it is the only flower dancing in freedom.

When I walk away, please know my eyes will hold the memory of you as the most exquisite flower swaying mellifluously within the cage of my loneliness.

When tomorrow comes, the children of God will rejoice in your ethereal radiance, but I will fade from your memory….just like a passing breeze on this painful, tear-filled night.

Special thanks to Melissa, a very talented & gracious artist for providing the beautiful artwork.

*For MPA only. Critique Pointers provided by Madeleine

FIREBRAND OF THE HEART

2011-12-14T16:25:00.003-05:00

Lady Flower, bathe me in the river of life so I may live forever with you in the glory of love.

Share your heartfelt sorrows with me so I may console you with silent kisses born from the ashes of love glowing inside the firebrand of my heart.

Your beautiful countenance reminds me of a flower being baptized with love beneath the light of heaven for the very first time.

Sweet love cannot die under the cruel hands of death, just as time cannot prevent me from loving you faithfully until my final hours in your arms.

You are the passionate flame inside the firebrand of my heart ascending with beauty from the very depths of my humble soul.

My darling, sit with me among an assembled throng and together let us teach them the secrets of keeping love ablaze in the firebrand of the heart.

Let us also teach them the reason why our love sings harmoniously inside the raging fires of life.

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VIOLINS OF LOVE

2011-12-12T20:48:00.004-05:00

Would you not agree that the violins of love are more harmonious than the silent chords of death?

Love is like a flower adorning itself with the prettiest petals to attract the heart with timeless beauty.

The mirror standing between love and sorrow holds the reflection of a man craving the embrace of a maiden whom he can only enjoy in his dreams.

She has the grace and freedom of a woman thirsting for his passionate kisses beneath the empty skies.

Her heart remains dreamy towards him, for this romantic love she feels has become most addictive through the voice she can only hear upon the pages of his beloved poems.

Her fragrant tears upon his lips are the vision he sees every time the beautiful call of love comes to him in the form of the photograph of her pretty face.

Oh maiden, bless my heart with the reality of love and free me from the silence of death before the violins of love stop playing our song.

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MY WIFE, MY PRICELESS JEWEL

2011-12-08T13:19:00.007-05:00

Beautiful woman of my heart, not only did my love for you originate before my birth, but I have loved you even before my mother was created.

You are the peace among a war of roses and in your sweet tears, a dying flower upon a grief-stricken stem has the hope of lifesaving water to help revive its withered petals.

Even the trickle of a lazy river and the whistling winds whisper your lovely name with their refreshing sounds.

My darling, my Lady Flower, I have much happiness in your kisses and satisfaction from your loving embrace.

All things are beautiful in my life because of your illuminating spirit.

With your feminine touch, you make my heart dance to our song, while fulfilling all my desires in our temple of love.

You are my rock and my stronghold, for the dawning of a new day has no meaning to me without the awe-inspiring light of your dazzling smile before my eyes.

You are the eternal love I bear in springtime and every other season under the dewdrops of my heart.

Even though the burdens of this life are many, my load is always lighter when I walk hand-in-hand with you...the most precious and priceless jewel of my heart.

ELEVEN ROSES AND YOU

2011-12-07T13:57:00.008-05:00

"Yellow Roses" by Leonid Afremov

Farewell my love, for I must depart from our secret dreams until tomorrow comes.

I am flattered you have chosen this simple man to hide in your eyes for the beauty of a forbidden love.

Your elegant, sultry style keeps me captivated inside the superiority of your loving heart.

The emotional angst I once experienced from lonesomeness has all disappeared ever since our lips danced to your favorite song.

Among the snowflakes of a cold, wintery day, my heart is warmed knowing your thoughts are only of me as you sit quietly with your friends.

In intimate moments, your lipstick stains my dreams with breathless kisses born under the glory of a golden sunshine.

My darling, until we meet again, I shall wait anxiously for you with eleven roses…knowing your beautiful face will complete the dozen.

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The Poetry Pantry #79

UNDER YOUR SPELL...Award Time!

2011-12-06T18:26:00.003-05:00

"Love Potion" Digital Art by Alena Lazareva

Only a few will experience the joy of true love that happens once in a lifetime.

Every time we sway in each other's arms, you clothe me with your spell of breathless passion.

Beautiful lady, I shall dance to the melody of your sensuous whispers while drinking the sweet wine falling from your luscious lips.

In your smile, I can see love's mist giving heavenly moisture to a withered flower coming under the tender care of your painted fingers.

Nothing ever changes in the mirror of love, except the many facial expressions of happiness the heart can never hide.

Darling, I must admit that when I looked in the mirror today, I saw the reflection of a man wearing life's greatest smile…all because of the magic of the bride of his heart.

Lady Flower, I exist under the shelter of your spell, for it is the magic of you that keeps me dancing to the mellifluous melody of love.

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I've also been honored with the Perfect Poet Award for "DAYDREAMING" entered at Thursday Poets Rally Wk57. My sincere thanks to Ava & The Poetry Palace Community for encouraging us with these awards. For Wk58, I nominate Simran Kaur

OUR CANDLELIGHT OF LOVE

2011-12-04T06:06:00.008-05:00

A gorgeous woman is what you are and the innocence coming from your lovely eyes is as beautiful as the passion you fill my humble heart with.

If it were within my power, I would rearrange the moving clouds so your beauty could glisten under their greatness…just like a dancing flame upon a candle in the gentle wind.

Sweet darling, you are the rose in the garden of my heart keeping all of my emotions wrapped within your silken petals - the same way you keep my nakedness wrapped in your loving arms.

Oh Lady Flower, through the whispers of your heart, advise mine to always long for your love and convince my thoughts to think of only you amidst tears of sadness and the joy of happiness.

Yes, let the thread of priceless lace continue to bind our hearts as one and while the world stays in the cold embrace of lonesome darkness, let our love be the candlelight always keeping our days and nights bright with passionate flames of pleasure.

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Sunday Scribblings #296 "Joy"

MORE FULFILLING WITH LOVE

2011-12-02T12:41:00.016-05:00

Romantic Friday Writers is back! This is a bi-weekly blogfest hosted by the one & only L'Aussie in which we are challenged to write a 200-400 word romantic piece based on the given theme at the time. It's FREE to join & open to everyone, but you have to be a member to be considered for one of the 3 awards given for each challenge. For Wk26, we are challenged to write 200-600 words in response to the image below. Click on the image to read more entries or for submission/membership guidelines. (Word count: 221 MPA=Minimum Critique Points Acceptable. Scroll to the end of this post for details)

Some hearts can be rigid, refusing to be merciful or forgiving towards innocent mistakes.

Your arrogant lover has left you out in the cold with warm tears flowing upon your beautiful face.

He refused to be forgiving because you innocently slept through the evening hours without preparing his dinner with a flower and sweet wine.

Such anger caused him to lock the door of his home, leaving you without the proper attire to protect you from the elements and the cold.

Lady Flower, let me entreat you with sincere kindness and give you my coat to help cover your trembling flesh in the darkness of this hour.

If only I had the power, I would awaken sleeping flowers from the soil of death to come alive in your presence and sing for you a song of true love with warmth and understanding.

Beautiful angel, I shall stay with you until sunrise, then you can return to your home and your lover, but if you should refuse to go back, I shall take you with me.

I shall take you to my simple home where a fire always burns in winter and dinner is served with unconditional love from my heart.

Chez moi, dinner prepared with love for two is more fulfilling than dinner prepared with trembling fear for one.

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YOUR REWARD IS MY SORROW

2011-12-01T22:46:00.016-05:00

How can I follow the beauty of the sun if darkness is all I have?

Today, these hands, which once built your dreams, have become blistered and bruised from cultivating dead soil to find a flower to match your smile.

Do you know it will take only one of my teardrops to echo a small volume of my thoughts of you before the floodgates of my eyes release the sorrow you have given to me?

When I look at two flowers beautifully wrapped around each other on the same vine, I will smile, but when one of them dies and leaves the other all alone, I will cry.

Sadly, the memory of you will remain buried in the grave of my heart until my existence becomes one with the dust of the earth.

If only I could have replaced ordinary, lit lamps with glorious stars then perhaps you might have noticed my intentions for loving you so deeply and faithfully.

My darling, destroying me comes with a reward, for as you continue loving someone else, I will remain alone to carry this bitter sorrow…until the end of my days.

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DAYDREAMING

2011-11-30T12:27:00.010-05:00

"TIME TO LOVE" by Leonid Afremov

Among the harvest of my thoughts, I find myself daydreaming of a Lady Flower whom I have not yet met.

The light gleaming from her eyes, even though hidden within night's darkness and fantasies, still gives beauty to my dreams.

Every heart is shackled by self-pity at times, but only the lonely know the difference between sympathetic sorrow and lonesome tears.

Tenderly, my heart remains devoted to her, for in the nakedness of the wind, I can taste her sweet, feminine scent through the poems I write on this lonely park bench.

Every time she gracefully walks upon lifeless grass, her sultry image gives beauty to it under a sunlight blessing beautiful flowers like herself.

Daydreaming about this lovely woman helps restore the voice of passion I once lost inside the grave of a broken heart.

Today, I cling to the liberty of her enchanting spirit for happiness and in the essence of my daydreams, I imagine reaching for her lips to taste what sweet love really means.

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The Poetry Palace: Thursday Poets Rally Wk57

A TREMBLING FLOWER AND YOU

2011-11-28T21:24:00.003-05:00

Beautiful maiden, breathe upon me your sweet fragrance and fill my mind with colorful shades of tenderness and joy.

Only you can remove this melancholic feeling filling my body and soul with a lifetime of heartaches I obtained beneath the trials of romance and love.

Sadly, my heart seems to vacillate between kindness and unfaithfulness - with the latter always leaving me in tears and at my lowest ebb.

Even if I am simmering inside for your feminine touch, I know quite well I can never buy your love with the most beautiful pearls sleeping at the bottom of the ocean.

The intonations of my heart speak to you with words that can only be heard through written poems dancing at your painted toes with the help of the gentle wind.

Oh maiden, your sweetness can bring a dying flower back to life and at the same time, your tears can fill a man's heart with sadness, causing him to appreciate a dying flower before the earth swallows her trembling beauty forever.

My darling, it is the fragrance of a trembling flower that leads me to you before the soil of the earth also welcomes me home.

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Friends...IT"S TIME TO ENTER YOUR LINES!

2011-11-24T11:30:00.026-05:00

My friends and readers, it's time to ENTER YOUR LINES!

Let's celebrate! Come on over...doors are open now!

I've hired a photographer for the event, so make sure you dress to impress!

Hmm..wonder who'll turn up first?

Here's the image and my one line as per previous guidelines.

"Goddess Of Love" by Terry McClary

Title: THE VERY ESSENCE OF LOVE

My line: The spark of life shining within me was born from the essence of love (word count: 14)

Come on over, add your one-line/15 words/yes (for minor spelling & grammar corrections) in the comments box, then relax, have some refreshments and enjoy the party!

Due to limited seating, admittance is on a first come first enter basis.

Since we are all in different time zones & to give everyone a fair chance, the RSVP period will run from now - Fri 2 Dec 2011 or until I receive 25 responses. Once the magic 25 has been reached, doors will close & there will be no further admittance.

It's Time To ENTER YOUR LINES!

28 Nov 2011 Update...this is now CLOSED.
The collaboration poem has been posted here...

A SWEET, SPANISH FLOWER

2011-11-23T09:39:00.015-05:00

"Flamenco Dancer" by Mai Griffin

Her sweet, intoxicating fragrance in the gentle breeze reminds me of midnight kisses stolen passionately in secret.

Shining like jewels through an hourglass, even her eyes bear the beauty of a velvet rose immobilizing time between two lovers.

In a garden of innocence, she is most noticeable because of her sultry intentions beckoning the heart of a man staring joyfully at this sweet, Spanish flower.

Lost in moments of imaginative madness, I find myself kissing the back of her soft, feminine hand in a public setting.

How can the allure of this woman move me to welcome her breathless kisses when we are bound by secrets that cannot be revealed?

Awakened by reality, I find myself gently kissing the silken petals of a flower blooming in my midst with warm, trembling lips.

Smiling bashfully while I hold her dearly and in such high esteem, I realize this sweet, Spanish flower has captivated my stolen glances, for I have come to adore her since she stands most beautiful among this garden of passionate freedom.

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The Gooseberry Gdn: Poetry Picnic Wk15 "November, Winter, Change & Hope"

BEAUTIFUL WOMAN OF MY HEART

2011-11-19T00:53:00.006-05:00

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Beautiful woman of my heart, even the tears sitting upon your eyelids remind me of fragrant flowers hanging from the branches of a gorgeous tree.

I sometimes slip inside the passage of time within the ebb of my mind to see the dynamic glory of your presence among children seeking the playful happiness from someone as wonderful and kind as you.

Darling, because of you, I am adorned by day with the stars of heaven and find it extremely sensual to entwine my body with yours in rhythmic harmony.

My beloved is what you are and the essence of your sacred spirit can transform any flower into sparkling pearls at the feet of someone searching for grain to feed their home.

With tears, my heart trembles ever so gently as the voice of time whispers the song of love I have written for you before a host of angels swaying burning incense in their hands.

Beautiful woman of my heart, thank you for teaching me the difference between passion and love.

Now I know passion is derived and born from a mood that will eventually lose its flavor like the changing of the seasons, but love…love is the true jewel of the heart where one finds timeless happiness…representing both yours and mine.

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The Gooseberry Gdn: Poetry Picnic Wk14 "What I'm Thankful For in my Life"

Award Time Again!

2011-11-18T12:58:00.010-05:00

Gifted by Roy

Gifted by Jan

I was recently honored with the awards above by Roy Durham over at Roy’s Garage Sell and Auction on 14th November 2011 & Jan Neel over at WEATHERING THE STORM on 17th November 2011. Thank you both. I am sincerely touched by these awards.

I’d like to share these awards with all my wonderful readers, but this is not possible due to space and time constraints. There are rules too for Jan's award...it can only be gifted to 15 people. With that being said, I am gifting the awards to the following (in no particular order):

Sulekha Rawat - Memoirs
Myrna Rosa - Daily Spirit
Jim Brandano - JP BRANDANO: FLORIDA'S PHOTOGRAPHERS
Teresa Marie - What about God?
Kez - Life in Degrees
Muhammad Israr - Misterio Vida
Monu Awalla - ARTIST BY CHANCE
Lady*♥*Fiona - The Princess Passions
Manisha Bhatia - when i was lost in me
Prosenjeet - Pro Pulse
Adura Ojo - Adura's Eyes
Simran Kaur - My Friendship
Sue - Sue's News, Views 'n Muse
Hanan Bint Alavi - My Muses 'n' Scribblings...
Someone is Special - Few Miles

Please spare a moment to grace their pages with your footsteps....you never know what gems you will find.

CRY NOT FOR ME

2011-11-16T14:18:00.009-05:00

My darling, when you cry, weep not for me, but for the love in your midst that you purposely refused to acknowledge.

You dance before kings and men of the night while believing yourself to be more prestigious than someone adorned with simplicity or residing in poverty.

Every woman was born for the desires of love, but sadly, only a few can separate its true meaning from the material lust of this world.

In puzzlement, I behold the vision of you blessing an infant flower with the kindness of water, but foolishly sharing the mystery of your perfumed veil with an intoxicated stranger.

Probe into my heart and you will find the kind of faithfulness every lover dreams of beneath the timeless sovereignty of love.

Lady Flower, cry not for me, but for the beauty of love that has passed you by…just like the soothing winds between your fingertips.

Darling, cry not for me, for I will soon be on my way to find and nurture an empty heart searching for a sweet and precious love like mine.

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The Poetry Palace: Thursday Poets Rally Wk56

RAINING FLOWERS UPON YOU

2011-11-15T10:39:00.003-05:00

Lovely maiden, view the birds in flight soaring across the skies with blooming flowers in their mouths for the wonder of you.

View the guitar at my side filled with excitement to play sweet music for you upon its silver, sparkling strings.

With love, I will pronounce your name in the prayers of life among lit candles bearing your wonderful, enchanting fragrance.

Darling, let me whisper to you the words I longed to say ever since that day when your beautiful eyes spoke about the attraction you had for a man like me.

Please know, if I should become shy and cannot speak in your presence, then the flowers among us will chant poetic words of romance buried within my loving heart for only you.

You will hear the sayings of passion and love filling the air while the beauty of you compliments each word with graciousness and style.

You will hear the voice of my heart thanking the birds in flight for raining upon your lovely image thousands of life's most beautiful and timeless flowers.

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IMAGINARY DREAMS

2011-11-13T14:04:00.004-05:00

Sweet darling, in my imaginary dreams, I write poetry for you with the blood from my heart upon the tenderness of yours.

Each written word holds your smiling face like the last rays of the sun fading before admiring eyes.

Your head upon my shoulder feels like the light of love against my skin and the very presence of you like the greatest creation sleeping in my loving arms.

With tears falling from your eyes, I see you watering lilies and orchids once withered but now blooming with the freedom of life while dancing upon the soil of your love.

In dreams of deep silence, you never stay long enough to disturb my loneliness with your tender touch…instead, you fade away into the breeze of a misty dawn like the aromatic fragrance of a wild rose.

You fade away like written words from the heart of a poet into the winds of imaginary dreams.

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The Gooseberry Gdn: Poetry Picnic Wk13 "Childhood, Dreams, Books & Role Models"

SEASONS OF BEAUTY

2011-11-10T02:56:00.006-05:00

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Darling, my heart is divided between the sadness of a lonely winter and the spring I must also spend without your lovely smile.

You are the flower that has climbed into the garden of my heart, after allowing me to steal the golden sunshine from your eyes.

In autumn, I am saddened by withered flowers giving in to the mercy of death, after being abandoned by strangers nonchalantly passing by.

I cannot forget the summer we once shared, when your warmth in the foliage of its beauty was much greater than nature itself.

Sadly, this forlorn heart of mine bears the sorrow of lonesomeness knowing seasons will again pass between us like empty days and sleepless nights.

Beautiful Lady Flower, every ray of sunshine coming into my path will remind me of the luminosity you willingly gave to my midnight dreams.

We are bound by seasons of priceless beauty, for I shall touch and taste your sweetness through the breathless fragrance of every newborn flower.

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QUEEN OF FLOWERS

2011-11-08T11:38:00.007-05:00

"la llorona" by Maria Christina

I am a stranger to the flower sitting in the gentle hands of a woman who only has eyes for the man refusing to appreciate her priceless values.

How I wish I could comfort her from the bitter tears falling with sadness from her pretty, swollen eyes.

As I meditate on life and love, I cannot help but wonder about this woman who seems to have spent more days in pain and sorrow than in happiness with the man she accepted as her lover.

Foolish is the man who forgets what a woman means to his heart, his desires and to the earth!

Life and love are meaningless without the beauty and existence of a woman in the naked arms of a man, in the presence of children or among blooming flowers.

A woman is the queen of all flowers and the greatest inspiration man has ever known or will ever know in this stream of time.

A woman is the ultimate reason why I fall to my knees tearfully whenever I observe her beauty being disrespected by a man too blind to see she is the Almighty's most beautiful and precious creation.

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HEAVEN IS YOU

2011-11-05T22:21:00.021-04:00

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My darling, your wet, rosy lips taste like heavenly lust dripping from your loving heart.

Wrap your wings around me and tonight, let me satisfy your aching need with my burning love inside you.

If heaven is above us, then tell me why I look down at heaven with much love and desire whenever we make love?

Lady Flower, heaven is you, for I am the envy of every man as I love you deep within the paradise of a woman's sacredness.

This intense desire I bear for you comes from the beautiful urge of passion a man feels when the eroticism of his goddess matches his own.

Adorned in sultry lingerie, your lovely image is more than enough to make me rise to the occasion with a tongue full of speechless love.

My darling, heaven is you tonight, for every time we surrender to sweet lovemaking, you stain my back with fingerprints born from the pretty, manicured hands of an angel.

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The Gooseberry Gdn: Poetry Picnic Wk12 "Feathers, Fidelity, Figment & Fables"

A WEEPING ROSE

2011-11-02T18:36:00.019-04:00

This is my first time entering nova Poe-a-tree Hop, created & hosted by Roy Durham over at Roy's Garage Sell and Auction. The prompt this week is the "Rose flower of love". To read more or to add your entry to the linky, click on the badge or click here...

A WEEPING ROSE

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Beneath a quiet wind, a weeping rose tenderly gestured to me by waving her battered petals, which had been mistreated by dust and time and neglected by the unkindness of human hands.

Her tears were most holy to me, for they fell like crystals upon the parched ground also thirsting for some form of water to quench its soil with dignity and respect.

She spoke of her birthplace as being ancient and timeless…where contentment and cedar wood once formed the barriers housing her humble image before she was uprooted by hands that could not promise her an everlasting love.

Standing in solitude from the world, her quivering voice expressed her sadness and grief with sweet lyrics that even comforted me in my loneliness.

Caressing her warm petals with tear-filled eyes was like touching the very depths of her heart, which felt bruised from the elements, scorching heat and unfaithful hands.

Even though her fragrance had almost melted away in the air, her faded beauty was still most prestigious as she offered her humility by bowing before me with tears and respect, as if I were someone special.

Even in weakness, this weeping rose became the most beautiful flower the rising dawn had ever blessed with morning dew born from the heavens.

By far, she triumphed over all hearts with her gracefulness, which simply represented the kindness she offered a simple man like me who could only return my tears as water to try to bathe her frail image back to life.

I told her love was all I could offer her and my home would become hers, should she decide to decorate it with her timeless essence.

Looking at me in all her weakness and with her aromatic scent wafting contentedly into the passing breeze, she gestured to me once again…only this time, her battered petals waved a final goodbye with tears of thankfulness as she succumbed to death's cold embrace.

Sadly, it took a weeping rose to reveal to me the true beauty of life, death and love...with love being the sweetest affection I have ever known.

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AUTUMN

2011-11-02T16:43:00.013-04:00

Autumn has arrived surreptitiously and the leaves and flowers once holding so much beauty have begun to fade…like my hope in the maiden I love.

In lamentation, my sorrow will stain this path of time and in my life, death welcomes me with a stinging embrace.

Love is a timeless gift only a few will cherish and yet its precious meaning is misused by many who profess love.

The maiden I once adored stands first among such a crowd, for I was misled by the curves of her figure and the sweetness of her breath.

The realm of light from her has become like a dying flame alongside the shadow of her appearance and her beauty like a withered flower burning in the fireside of unfaithfulness.

I could easily hold the knowledge of disappointment close to my heart, but the fruits of unfaithfulness I despise, especially when uttered from a pair of trembling lips representing the word "deceit".

Her aromatic scent has become like the veil of death in a land of lifeless flowers and her smile like an unpleasant facial expression from a woman with ulterior motives.

I have fallen prey to the temptress of lies, for I feel like a fool who has been stabbed in the heart with the kiss of death.

In time, my wounds will heal, for I believe in the Hands that spin the wool of life.

Sadly, my foolish thoughts held me captive for the Lady Flower I never really knew.

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PROBING INTO YOUR THOUGHTS

2011-11-01T21:58:00.013-04:00

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My darling, with passion and desire, I can taste your sweet, feminine fragrance, even beneath the breath of sleeping flowers.

Kindly allow my heart to partake in your kingdom to enjoy the emotions I long for from a maiden like you.

Indulge me to probe into your thoughts so I can hear the eternal whispers of your mysterious passion.

The invisible incense burning at the base of your beautiful presence reminds me of the angelic scent every man hopes for in a woman.

You are the Lady Flower whose prestigious beauty brings joyfulness to my eyes, even in tearful sadness.

My darling, probing into your thoughts has revealed to me the humble supplications you make to the Almighty in silent dreams.

Your supplications are so kind and tender that every time you make mention of my name, my heart becomes exulted.

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THE BEAUTIFUL WINDS OF INDIA

2011-10-28T19:33:00.005-04:00

Her mystical smile embraces my thoughts like a snowflake in the wind melting away with time.

She sits upon my mind like I sit upon a mountain of beauty viewing life and seasons hoping she will drink with me from the cup of love.

Her beauty is like the sunrise - each gives light to the earth - and her voice like sweet music between midnight and dawn…soothing a tearful infant in discomfort.

She is supremely talented in kindness and her persona is one that cannot be compared with any other woman born from her culture.

Enslaved in a spiritual trance, I find myself in the wilderness of her aromatic fragrance, which keeps me caged within my own thoughts and like poetic expressions written upon the beautiful winds of India, I see the manifestations of her enchanted beauty.

She is the goddess of my thoughts and the prayers that fill my nights with wholesome silence.

What I feel for her cannot speak with the flow of an ordinary pen upon paper.

Instead, my feelings represent the dialogue of a precious love that she can never hear but will always feel…upon the beautiful winds of India.

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The Gooseberry Garden: Poetry Potluck Wk50: Poetry Picnic Wk 11 "Halloween Special"

THIS UNKNOWN SPIRIT

2011-10-27T16:32:00.038-04:00

It's Wk25 over at Romantic Friday Writers, a weekly blogfest hosted by L'Aussie in which we are challenged to write a 400-word piece of prose or poetry based on the weekly theme. The theme this week is "Haunting!'. To read the other entries or for submission/membership guidelines, please click here... (word count: 143 MPA = Minor Critique Points Acceptable)

In an inexplicable dream, the unknown spirit of a beautiful woman has profoundly touched my heart.

How can this be possible when I have only ever seen her once with closed eyes?

By preserving my inner thoughts quietly, I find myself thinking of her passionately among the passing hours of a long night.

Should I triumph over these sweet emotions in my empty dream or should I hide my desires from her in wakefulness?

Could she be the living tranquility my lonesome heart craves in these troubling moments of pain and anguish?

With love and desire, I can feel the existence of this unknown spirit wetting my parched lips with tears of beauty.

She has even entered my lonely heart with a serenity and freedom I only knew in dreams.

She is the unknown spirit with whom I have fallen madly in love.

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HER VOICE IN THE WIND

2011-10-26T19:50:00.006-04:00

Is it possible for the silence of the wind to echo the whisper of love and not be heard?

My prose poems have been published in the winds and carried into the dreams of a lonely woman to learn of my deepest secrets.

She quietly reads each line with a humble, fruitful heart…savoring the mystical flavor of love in her memory before falling asleep.

So magical are my words that in an awe-inspiring way, I can feel her lips dancing with mine among each written stanza.

So enchanted is her imagination that even multiple pangs of distress are removed from her heart when she sees a flower blooming in her image before the throne of love.

She is the gentle voice in the wind proclaiming the beauty of our love with delicate expressions for every listening ear.

The lovely Ava at The Poetry Palace has honored me with The Perfect Poet Award for my poem BASHFUL LADY, which was entered at Thursday Poets Rally Wk54. I am pleased to accept this award & nominate REVERIE for the next award.

PRINTED PAGES

2011-10-24T23:30:00.011-04:00

My darling, only through printed pages will you come to know my thoughts of love, for my heart remains shackled beneath the merciless flames of lonesomeness.

Hopefully, the virtues of sweet love will help me to understand that this fraction of my life can only be enjoyed when you appear again in my dreams bearing my favorite flowers.

Sadly, I will never be the same man I used to be when you were in my presence…instead I have become a trembling hand writing my emotions for you on printed paper.

The vigor & vitality that used to possess me mean nothing now, simply because I cannot pour my passionate strength into your beautiful heart.

Our separation represents the inability to love with freedom under the twilight zone of the heart where lovers cry from joy and ecstasy in each other's arms.

Lady Flower, not only will you read how much I love you upon printed pages, but more importantly, it is there that you shall see the vision of my inconsolable face with your beautiful reflection residing in my tear-filled eyes.

The Milk Bucket Award, courtesy of Roy Durham

UNDRESS ME WITH YOUR SULTRY EYES

2011-10-22T19:32:00.007-04:00

My darling, undress me with your sultry eyes and taste my trembling flesh with your tender, moist lips.

We have been away from each other too long and I am overwhelmed by these emotions of intense desire my heart has for you.

I keep remembering our sensual kisses in fantasies and stolen moments even when there were innocent bystanders in our midst.

Your lust and passionate fury leaves me weak and satiated just like a knight does when he enters the flowerbed of a queen to seduce her with his burning sword of love.

In our evergreen garden, you are the flower and I am the stem…imagine how intimate and sweet it is when the flower sits and sways back and forth upon the stem.

This amorous feeling of mine comes from seeing my reflection in your eyes and the lascivious yearning you have for me to pleasure you tenderly then more zealously in rhythm with the drums of the night.

Lady Flower, undress me with your sultry eyes so we can make sweet love with the kind of ardor that causes two lovers to scream each other’s names in breathless joy.

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THE SWEET VOICE OF LOVE

2011-10-19T22:12:00.010-04:00

It's Wk24 over at Romantic Friday Writers hosted by the lovely L'Aussie & Francine. It's a weekly blogfest in which we are challenged to write a romantic piece in no more than 400 words based on the weekly theme. This week's theme is "Whispers." To read the other fine entries or for submission/membership guidelines, click here... (word count: 212 MPA = Minor Critique Points Acceptable)

My darling, your pretty eyes display peacefulness with kindness, but your heart echoes the sweet voice of love.

In the shade of tenderness, I see beautiful you sipping the wine of nature as the air becomes scented with the fragrance of your warm breath.

In the lovely spring of romance, you make my palpitating heart dance to the whisper of your feminine voice and you make my eyes see the meaning of beauty and virtue.

Sadness and pain can mute the joys of life, but they can never stifle the voice of love, for love speaks one universal language.

Lovely maiden, broken branches are never useless, for they help start a fire to warm the soul.

Twigs are used by the birds of freedom for building homes and tears from the eyes are life's greatest expressions not only of profound sadness but also of perfect happiness.

On the other hand, love is never silent, for it can be heard without physical words between two loving hearts in the shadows of the night.

In spiritual exaltation, you are the flower bride blossoming under the rays of the sun while keeping my spirit uplifted.

You are also the beautiful mermaid in the ocean of my happiness speaking with dulcet whispers of our never-ending love.

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Award Time!

2011-10-19T07:15:00.005-04:00

Each week at Romantic Friday Writers, the lovely ladies L'Aussie & Francine choose to award a member whose work includes the romantic element that catches their eyes. For the Wk23 challenge First Love, Linda & I received the Runner Up Awards, Adura & Sarcasm Goddess were the Featured Writers and Anna received the newly minted Encouragement Award. To read the full feature, please click on the badge below or click here...

For: THE BEAUTY OF LOVE

My sincere thanks to L'Aussie & Francine for this recognition.

BASHFUL LADY

2011-10-16T00:24:00.010-04:00

Beautiful Lady Flower, quench my thirsting eyes with the feminine enchantments hidden behind your sultry smile.

When you look away from me bashfully, you fill my mind with many photographs of a sensuous woman concealing her romantic desires.

Even your casual, innocent gestures in this crowded room reveal the interest your loving heart has for mine.

Any polite conversation with you fills me up with the kind of happiness that fulfills a man's dreams with the sweet fragrance of an everlasting perfume.

The blood running through my veins seems to bear the scent of a princess like you whose kisses are like a burning torch glowing in the heart.

Bashful lady, take me to an altar of beauty where lovers bearing the same treasures of the soul give romantic worship.

Darling, my quivering spirit is most humble in your midst, for this beautiful glory of you even has me behaving bashfully myself.

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THE BEAUTY OF LOVE

2011-10-14T01:39:00.019-04:00

It's Wk23 at Romantic Friday Writers hosted weekly by the lovely ladies L'Aussie & Francine. The challenge this week is to write up to a 400 word piece on the theme "First Love". To read more or for submission/membership guidelines, click here... (360 MPA*)

In a distant land, a lonely wind accompanied me to the doorsteps of a temple occupied with a quiet crowd of lonesome souls.

There, I saw tear-filled eyes upon sad faces praying hopefully for the prize of love, while keeping warm from hundreds of lit candles.

Sacred fire burned at the altar, but their gods remained speechless through the flames of the hearth.

Probing into their thoughts, my spirit spoke the vocabulary of silence as I knelt out of respect before an empty bench with a beautiful woman beside me.

Glancing at her, I whispered: "Love is the flower of dawn arrayed in your image, causing me to make supplications for the hope of having your sweet fragrance in my life. Love is the light of wisdom drying the tears of those who long for the purity of its never-ending meaning. Love is the flame of beauty burning upon two hearts like ours and then ascending to the heavens into the bosom of the Almighty Himself like a blazing torch."

With happiness dripping from her eyes, this maiden looked at me and said: "Oh stranger, I have prayed for you everyday and have waited for you all of my life. You are the infant thoughts I bore as a young girl when I first felt the sweet desire of love. You are the secret I kept among a crowd craving the happiness of love before the Altar of God. In dreams and fantasies, you are the man my heart relentlessly clung to for the enchanting kiss of an everlasting love."

Reaching for her trembling hand, my tear-filled eyes echoed these words quietly: "When I was a boy, I also felt you within and came this far for my heart to bind with yours beneath the aromatic scent of sweet love. I came this far to bury my heart in yours, while the spirit of love announces our happiness for the victory of life over the lonesomeness of death."

Tearfully, we then embraced to the applause of all who had witnessed our romance…a romance born from the seeds of heaven into two earthling hearts simply searching for the beauty of love.

Wk23 Runner Up Award

(*MPA - minimum critique points acceptable)

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THE EVENING ZEPHYR

2011-10-11T22:31:00.008-04:00

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My darling, it is only natural that I should love you more in the final hours of life rather than the first time I saw your pretty face.

The burning incense beside my bed reminds me of your sweet fragrance giving beauty to my lonely dreams before a new day comes into view to torture me.

The evening zephyr has brought with it the unspoken sentences of desire your rosy lips have longed to whisper into my listening heart.

Lit candles burning in freedom bear a perfume scent ascending into the heavens in exchange for flowers that sail upon the earth in your lovely image.

The secret of our love is like a prayer uttered in privacy among the evening zephyr filled with the sensual magic of love’s blessings.

Our secret desires are also like words spoken only with our eyes but expressed with the kind of human passion that causes the emotions of the heart to tremble joyfully.

Lady Flower, loving you forever is not only the happiness I crave, but more importantly, represents the breath of life I cherish with beautiful you amidst a paradise filled with the essence of the evening zephyr.

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