BellaNora Poetry (62)

Sensory stimuli make us naturally react:

Happiness, laugh,
Jealousy, mad,
Heartbreak, sad,
Offensive, attack,
Victory, glad.

This is just a matter of fact.

We know who our friends are:

We know who we can tell almost anything.
We know who we can call when we’re in a pinch.
We know who we can rely on without a hitch.

We know our opponents goals and strategy:

Manipulating, back stabbing, secrecy,
Trojan horse invasions masked as intimacy,
Empty adoration, promises designed to deceive.

Cold, hard, and cleverly calculating:

The rat race makes us behave this way.
If we’re mindful we enjoy occasional fleeting escapes.
We protect our juggler from the cut throat games we play.

Personal emotions are noncommittal, secondary:

Apt to be fickle, they can get irreparably messy.
If constricting freedom they become totally unnecessary.
They have very little value if our interests are fiduciary.

The good die young, and the strong survive:

There’s zero tolerance, no need to compromise.
We’ve perfected pretense, and love to despise.
Truth is obsolete, our foundations built on lies.

It’s the first day of 2014, and I’m keeping it real.

I’m looking forward to what this new year reveals.
Eager to see if business culminates in equitable deals,
Or more off course driving, and spinning of wheels.

Sensory stimuli make us naturally react.

This is just a matter of fact.

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I never looked at love as a competition,
In which we can meet subtle opposition,
Between those who want to take first position,
And runner ups that feel compelled to create friction.

Nobody likes to lose their play in a game,
There’s something about failure that exposes us to shame,
It bruises our self image, and can damage our name,
When it’s over we often find somebody else to blame.

The greatest part of winning is the ultimate prize,
Two becoming “the one” in each others eyes,
Together spending the best years of their lives,
Side by side, making their dreams materialize.

The worst thing about losing is the god awful pain,
A gut wrenching feeling no words can adequately explain,
Sometimes it might drive us to behave like we’re nearly insane,
Especially if we lack the means or even the skill to remain.

I never thought of love as a competition,
In which each player deserves certain recognition,
Between the part we play, and our endgame condition,
It’s the moves we make that determine our final position.

Copyright © 2013

Never in my wildest life
did I ever expect to meet
someone who took the time
to cleverly and totally vet me.

From the very first hello
to the next to last goodbye
the connection that we had
provoked a natural high.

Wanting to hold on tight
but needing to let it go
I couldn’t allow our feelings
to spin this out of control.

They ate away at my psyche
like a ravaging painful cancer
and there never really was
any wrong or righteous answer.

Every move I made
was to gain a broader view,
every move you made
was to meet somebody new.

Leaving me to stand alone
you spent most of your time with them
I’m sure you had your reasons
so I left to make my own friends.

Now we have moved on
no grass grows beneath our feet
we are both single agents
and there’s plenty more people to meet.

Some will get up close
others will keep their distance,
and we’ll each meet our match
on the path of least resistance.

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She thinks of him quite often,
as she goes about her day,
it heats her warrior heart,
to picture his dominant face.

In all the various details,
no matter simple, or how minute,
she wrestles to find the answer,
that brings a remedy to their suit.

Many rivals, they surround her,
and they don’t want to give an inch,
appearing alone, she fights life’s battle,
it’s most imperative, that she win.

If she’s ever to achieve her freedom,
from their oppression… pain and dearth,
she has to make a valiant effort,
to prove to everyone… what she’s worth.

This once wounded and broken soldier,
whose deepest scars can heal with time,
will now and always cherish the memories,
of when her enemies… crossed the line.

Overeager… to pocket the spoils,
and claim a victory they took by force,
ironically, greed will expose their weakness,
ultimately costing them… the wages of war.

So she thinks of him quite often,
as she goes about her day,
because he heats her warrior heart,
and gives her his strength, to make the play.

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She averts his intense gaze, as he greets her,
She can’t address him directly, just yet,
She’s not able to admit that she wants him,
That her appetite’s been capriciously wet.

Being headstrong made her way more vulnerable,
To the seduction of his slick cunning, and charm,
While breaking through her stubborn resistance,
He’s not given her much cause for alarm.

Like a hummingbird’s tongue tasting nectar,
Feeding on her body he devours her soul,
Until soon she’ll be only his entirely,
There will be nowhere else for her to go.

He knows the control he holds over her,
And he enjoys watching her fitfully squirm,
Since the first moment they both looked up close,
He became the last hard lesson she’ll have to learn.

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In his hand, her hand’s held tight,
As he pulls her closer
She doesn’t flee or fight.

His confident demeanor
Helps her feel at ease,
And when she dares to meet his gaze,
It’s him she aches to please.

Nothing stands between them,
She could be his, if and when he asks,
Though neither is rushing into their future,
Until they’re both sure they’ve settled their pasts.

In the meantime,
He doesn’t intend to release his hold,
It’s not in his nature to lose,
And she’s too enamored to let him go,
In each other they found their muse.

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He got it in his head early on,
He has to have her.
He always gets what he wants,
His bond is his word.
He’s just that powerful,
In his own unique way.
And he doesn’t take it lightly
When she refuses to obey.
Above all else
He’s been a king maker,
A mover and a shaker,
And his position commands respect.
Men are wise to fear him,
But she puts his will to the test.
Nobody irks him quite the way that she does!
Even though it’s unintentional,
He wishes that it was,
So he could put a muzzle on his love.
She’s just so unconventional,
She’s got him all fu**ed up!
Hot on her trail,
She doesn’t get out of his sight.
He knows where she buys her coffee,
And who sleeps with her at night.
She’s nothing like the other women in his life.
He got it in his head early on,
He has to have her,
And he always gets what he wants.

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When we’re free and all alone
We’ve got plenty of time to think
About what to do as time goes on
If we stick with the same routine

Memories of our past sweet lovers
Bring big smiles to our hearts
While even glimpses of the bitter ones
Make us glad that we’re apart

Still, if our ties go deep enough
They can take some time to uproot
Cutting cords and moving along
Can feel more like pulling a tooth

We know that it’s beyond repair
The abscessed cavity can’t be filled
And yanking it out will stop the pain
But the hole it leaves just might kill

So our natural instinct is to save it
Instead of losing that bit of our self
And we try to postpone the inevitable
Knowing the loss might hurt like hell

Eventually though we have to let it go
When the dentist says it’s time to replace
And only then after we finally give in
Do the big smiles return to our face

In everything from teeth to love
We know there’s a chance we might lose
But risky consequences add spice to life
So we indulge in the candy we choose

While some like dark chocolate bitter
Others like it milky and sweet
And it’s easy to predict individual tastes
If we stick with the same routine

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I give up!

So many times I tried, I cried
Before I finally realized
My best just isn’t good enough.

I don’t measure up!

To others expectations,
I just don’t reach their weight limit,
My proportions make them sick!

I’m too big, I’m too small,
I’m too short, I’m too tall
I have no wealth at all.

But I feel!

My emotions are very real!
And they’re steady at the wheel
Driving me to reveal…

I can love! I can hurt!
I am poor, but I can work!
I am clean beneath all the dirt!

That life has shoveled like an expert…

Does anyone see my worth?

Because…

I give up!

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Your complexity
Intensifies me
Walking away
You turn around
Brooding, and
Exuding confidence
You think…
And you hesitate,
Watching…
Every move I make
You wait, and you bait
You contemplate…
Your natural inclinations
To take
To break
To retaliate
You need to taste…
You’re a man of action
That drives you to distraction
For every minor infraction
You want to make me pay…
Bound and wincing
I need little convincing
That you mean business
Sooner than later
Reaching out
You clearly define your boundaries
And everything you see
Leaving me no room to breathe
To squirm free
You score your victory

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My excitement swells
From deep down inside
As undercurrents ignite
The fibers of my pride

Eagerly I wait for you
To walk right through my door
No matter what time it is
It’s you I'll faithfully adore

The way I instinctively heat up
At the mere mention of your name
Like a young and giddy schoolgirl
There’s no shame in my game

Losing all my inhibitions
I deftly weaken in your clutch
Allowing you to control me
Because I want you so much

And I don’t care who sees us
When you are all over me
Our two bodies conjoined as one
Slowly melting into each

As the look in your eyes
And the lust in your heart
Magnetizes every inch of my soul
I’m simply putty in your arms

Only when we’re together
Can you mold me like clay
You’re the love of my life
And I need you more everyday

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Your brand of sexy
Is what I need to breathe
You’ve caught me
Smoldering
In your energy
I see the way you look at me
Discretely
Your heart is mine
In this captivity
And you feed my freak

If only
I could pull you close
Just you and I
And heaven knows
How deep and fast
Our love would grow
My feelings for you
Are more than show
And you’d never want to let me go

How sweet and tender
Our teasing would be
With hands and fingers
Pleasingly
We’d devour with our mouths
This lustful need
Savoring the love
We’d create with ease
Our bodies and minds
Seeking each
Jealously

Your brand of sexy
Is what I need to breathe
You’ve caught me
Smoldering
In your energy
I see the way you look at me
Discretely
Your heart is mine
In this captivity
And you feed my freak

Copyright © 2013