Last Commented Villanelle Poems (35)

They came together in passion
their love was without ration
it was so full of loving tension

Their love was one in a million
they shared only one vision
they came together in passion

They walked together in union
as if they had taken a potion
it was so full of loving tension

Dreams shared without ration
together they shared a pillow
they came together in passion

No bars here, just love's prison
their love they did not question
it was so full of loving tension

They shared just one notion
to always love with no ration
they came together in passion
it was so full of loving tension

You are my sweet, you’re my morning dew
You’ve colored my life, you take me out of the blue
How can I not love someone like you?

When the skies are blue, you turn it beautiful
When it rains in my heart you come ease the pain
You’ve colored my life, you take me out of the blue

When you’re not around, your love will remain
When I can hardly breathe, you’ll breathe for me
When it rains in my heart, you come ease the pain

You share me the secret, the depth of love for free
You’ve opened the door, held me like no one did before
When I can hardly breathe, you’ll breathe for me

I promise myself, I won’t search for another anymore
Because of you, my life has so much meaning
You’ve opened the door, held me like no one did before

I am your princess, you’re my prince charming
You are my sweet, you’re my morning dew
Because of you, my life has so much meaning
How can I not love someone like you?
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Though I’m not Peterpan not Ariel or the Angel of glory
Tonight I’ll come to your dreams take you to Neverland
Where we can never grow old so come with me!

In the Neverland I will make you be the better man
We will grow wild and free, a breath-taking fantasy
Tonight I’ll come to your dreams take you to Neverland

Under the velvet sky, baby come fly with me
Open your heart spread your wings and that you can fly
We will grow wild and free, a breath-taking fantasy

Way beyond the moon if the moonlight makes you cry
Your tears of joy I’ll dry by bathing you in the sea
Open your heart spread your wings and that you can fly

I’ll make you see, my love will last for eternity
Tonight when I come to you, let’s fly to Neverland
Your tears of joy I’ll dry by bathing you in the sea

I’ll treat you as my heart, I’ll hold your hand
Though I’m not Peterpan not Ariel or the Angel of glory
Tonight when I come to you, let’s fly to Neverland
Where we can never grow old so come with me!

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seems like in was yesterday when i hug you
you gave me a warm and happinest
i looked in to your eyes
you smiled at me

I called your name to let you know
I need you here morhethan a "wants"
The space between us should be "flowers"
You created it be a "monster"

i sang a song to tell my feeling
to tell the world i am not playing
i can keep this love alive
no matter from east to west

SHE PENNED THIS (N0T ME, I HAVE DIMENTIA)

Often we meet new people and know
We just don’t know what to say
Sometimes you just want to rise up and go
But then the lord of dance wills you to stay

I always compare it to a dove seeking a mate
While landing with grace on the highest tower
The dove knows all about providence and fate
While the Lord of dance grants him a power

Suddenly where a dove roosted all alone
Because of the power he had been granted
Two doves agreed to face the unknown
Because seeds will grow if properly planted

Sitting by a fast food restaurant waiting
Watching people pass by and time as well
This is that which I am unequivocally stating
To some pretty lady I’m a pretty hard sell

So the dance continues or it fades away
No melody, no harmony and everything seems wrong
But oftentimes the Lord of dance has his say
And soon two are singing the very same song
© 2011.…..~SHE!~

Godour heavenly father
oh Godand my father who is also in heaven
maythe light of this flickiering candle illluminate my soul.
papa can u hear me,papa can u hear me, papa can u help me not be so frightened.

looking at the skies i seem to see a 1000 eyes which ones are yours,where are you yesterdayhas waved goodbye and closed it's doors.
the night is so much darker and the wind so much colder,the world i see is so much bigger now that i''m aloone.

papa please forgive me , try to understand me , papa don't you know i had no choice
can u hear me praying every thing im saying,eventhough the night is filled with voices.
the trees are so much taller
and i feel so much smaller
the moon is twice as lonely and the bthe stars are have as brighter.

papa how i love you
papa how i need u
papa how i miiss you holding my hand at night.

For all religious people,do not take offence at this poem.
The bible its just a fairy tale
That so many people will often believe
When at times they become so lonely beyond all reality
But the bible its just a story with no real truth to be told
And so just forget all about those fairy tales
From now so long ago
For all life itself its really for living
Just like all those others do now every day
And so don't go wasting another second
When you feel the need to pray
For all time its oh so precious
With your whole future now in store
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life once more
For each new tomorrow its not so far away
And so put that bible down
And then reach out for all of that fun
That's now forever all around
For no one knows just what might be
And so live your life to the full
For no matter how many times you pray each night
No one will hear your call
And so throw away that bible
That you have now read for so many times before
And then dance to all of that music
While you are on the disco floor
For its only then that you will meet that someone
With a very special love to share
And so now stop all of your praying
That just won't get you anywhere
For the bible it cannot give what you really need
No matter how many times you pray
And so now step outside while you are still alive
And then live your life each day.

something out of the ordinary
something unexpected
something i've never done before
something that at the end of the day i could say
hey, that was an exhilerating feeling
doing something out of character for me
i'd like something for someone else to come true
i'd like something wonderful to reach the heart of someone who fully deserves it
i'd like to buy a couple a wondrous dinner and be the waiter to serve it
i'd like to see someone smile at a stranger and I'd hope a stranger's
grin would turn into more
until they're kissing good night at her door
i'd like to do something for someone whose heart is in the same place as mine
i'd like to make a new aquaintance shine
i'd like to walk a mile, sit down by a lake and drink raggae champagne
i'd like to say to someone, "oh, i'm sorry, the raggae champagne made a stain"
i'd like to help eradicate the stain
and if they feel the need i would try to rid them of their pain
i'd like to help someone i don't know with their stress and strain
i'd like something blatantly extravagant to occur
like finding her
a woman un-like so many others who've asked for gems, luxury and floor length fur
i'd like to find someone to make me completely, un-mitigatingly, startling and unexpectedly feel at ease
to forget for a while the threat and debts of my enemies
i'd really like someone remarkably new
Without my being presumptuous,
could that lady be you?
(c) 2011.....~free cee!~

the air was sticky and smoggy that night on a Harlem highrise
the only thing that was different was a young kid with bue eyes
he was a youth in search of a peace not found at home
and so the boy with blue eyes was begotten then to roam

he wandered into a world of darkness to seek and to search
having long ago been abandoned by both school and the church
neither education nor religion could comfort him so he took to the road
heading far from the comfort of his family's hearth and abode

so there stared blazingly blue eyes on a rooftop's domain
talking to a black man who could ease the boy's pain
thirty bucks and a handshake would send him on his way
and so he returned to that rooftop every damnable day

long island had raised him but that island wasn't long enough
and middle class madness would leave him with sorrow to rebuf
day after day he'd climb those stairs whereupon the two would meet
a tall black man and a young boy with blue eyes just trying to be discreet

darkness sold his wares by the dollar and the bag
the boy with blue eyes thinking about his toe with a tag
because in Harlem death is an indeterminate threat
and a young boy with blue eyes had better pay every debt

sometimes the air was thinner with a cold winter's night weather
yet and still they dared danger while huddling close together
Harlem had been his tutor and that rooftop his incubator
and here sit i with blue eyes and a habit sixteen long years later
(c) 2011.....free cee!

I SMOKE CHEAP CIGARS AND PLAY PLENTY OF OLD GUITARS
I AM EVEN FORCED TO DRIVE 35 YEAR OLD CARS
I HAVE REMINDERS OF DEALING DOPE FROM ALL OF MY SCARS
BUT MY PROCLIVITY, I PROCLAIM NOW, IS FOR DRINKING AT SEEDY BARS

THE SEEDIER THE BETTER IT IS FOR ME IN THERE
BECAUSE THEN I'M IN MY ELEMENT AND HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR
IF YOU WALK DOWN THE STREET WITH ME ONE IS TAKING AN INHERENT CHANCE
SINCE I'VE BEEN SHOT AT, CHOKED, BLUDGEONED YET NO ONE EVER USED A LANCE

OLD ENEMIES NEVER FORGET, THEY SIMPLY WAIT BY AND BY
MOST HOPE I HAD DIED WHILE THE OTHERS JUST WISH I'D DIE
THESE PEOPLE TODAY WAIT IN NEIGHBORHOODS THEY BELIEVE I MAY FREQUENT
BUT SHIT, I'VE BEEN ESCAPING HARM SINCE I WAS A JUVINILE DELINQUENT

I OWE SO MANY JUNKIES MONEY THAT IT'S HARD NOW TO RECALL
I JUST TAKE IT FOR GRANTED THAT I OWE SOME GREEN TO ALL
DUE TO DOLLARS, DOPE, DELINQUENCY, DIRTY DEALING AND THE LIKE
I DON'T HAVE TIME TO PAY THEM WHILE KEEPING MY FINGER IN THE DIKE

SO I AM NOW EVER DILIGENT IN MY EFFORTS TO LET DEBTS GO UNPAID
THE ONLY THING I DON'T HAVE TO PAY FOR IS MY GETTING LAID
HOWEVER JUST YESTERDAY I BUMPED INTO BIG BILL AND DANEROUS DAVE
AND THAT'S WHY THIS POEM COULD HAVE BEEN WRITTEN IN MY GRAVE

(C) 2011......~free cee!~