- Shadiatique -

March 07, 2012

Solid

I can do that

I can digg deep down in my heart

Search deep for an empty place

A place, not yet touched by a human being

I know there is an

Empty and pure place in my heart.

I can build again my old castle

Plant the place with new hope

I can welcome anyone in my place.

I can do that

Despite The cruelty of my Heart

And it's hardness

I can build me back up inside.

My stiffen heart,

I have not yet experienced anything

That would turn you to a steel

Maybe solid and stabile heart.

February 15, 2012

Remind me - Becoming Relentless

If you find my heart cold

like the winter.

Heedless of your love signals

Remind me of your existence in life

Poke or punch me

Through yourself on me

Maybe I'm asleep

Or I would lose my feelings

Remind me

Because I can be relentless

Or love will no more interest me

Remind me of you

January 26, 2012

I Will Visit You - Thursday Poets Rally

I Will Visit You

Keep your door open

in case I stop by your home

I can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow,

but just until my Watch stops moaning

Until the Sun gives birth of a Light

Until the Spring rides on the season knight

Keep your door open

in case I stop by your home
I would be afraid to knock on your door

Or maybe my courage will let me down

& I wouldn't be able to knock

I will be overwhelmed,

even when I imagine

you open for me.

What I deal in my life

is just to mange to look at your window

see you listening to my music

dancing with closed eyes

as if I was between your arms.

Surely ...

I would run to you

Just keep your door open

ShadiatiQue

Shared with: Thursday Poets Rally Week 61

January 03, 2012

The Secret Garden

This breezy wind,

Guides me back to you

How can I guide me away

from the brunt of his words

With the eloquent of the poet

That still knocks on between my rips

Come with me, He says in gasp

To the secret Garden

To show you the youngest

Heart that is mentioned

with love till this moment.

You and I

mentioned this young heart

when our lips met in good.

Lips, contaminated

with the longing

of a platonic Love.

Our poor little Heart

is almost melting

from the grief

of not yet experienced

happiness.

Waft of words

on burning coals,

as the husky voice

"Come with me

to the secret Garden"

guide me back.

Shared with OpenLinkNight at dVerse Poets Pub

December 31, 2011

The Green Balcony - Thursday Poets Rally Week 59

The Green Balcony -

A Heart beating with Love

Laughing and raising his Glass

Heedless of questions of feelings

Asking only about his journey.

Happy heart took me tirelessly

to build me a green balcony

Greenness that beats with a song

A song that touches my sadness
Building in my broken conscience
Fixing in my disturbed intentions
Hiding from me, my bad memories

Then forces my sorrow to flee

Escape away from me
Only tenderness and solved problems
Stay untouched ... -

To let me again raise my glass
With proud and happiness

....
Happy New Year everybody.
I hope that the new year brings a smile to you and your loved one's faces.

Shared with: Thursday Poets Rally Week 59

December 22, 2011

The burdens of meeting - Acceptance <> Forgiveness

That was not the promise

Mournful prayers are to be send

above the flames of longing

If not for some of my tears

That still draw for me

"The beautiful YOU"

I would not pray for you

If not for some nostalgia of kisses

That i still seek in your darkness

I would not show up like this

The promise in the meetings

should not be like this

Meeting you on secrets

Speaking to you in whispers

Hiding our desires from others

Only seeking our selves

in the past.

If not for the few of mercy

that remains in my broken heart

I wouldn't follow the wailing path.

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Submitted to dVerse Poets: Meeting the Bar (Contrast) with Victoria C. Slotto

S H A D I T I Q U E

December 10, 2011

Family Legacy - Perfect Poet Award Week 57

Lofty, still standing,

even after the fall of the people

The bloods and wounds

blinds the eyes of family

& the wounds in the soul remains.

I knew I would bring courage

back to our Family

It skipped many many generations

before it finely landed on me!

They call me the brave one

I will not hide when there is thunder

I will not shake or go under

My poem: Convince Yourself won Perfect Poet Award Week 57

Thank you Thursday Poets Rally

I nominate Black Swan Poetry for the next award.

November 30, 2011

Convince yourself

When you see them

look deep into the kindness

& sweetness in our Souls

Then you would know that,

They cannot tolerate our happiness

Then consider that as a mild earthquake

& remember to smile.

Think of them as a light that

shines between combined black clouds

They admire the purity of our hearts

and the attractiveness of our words

Long looks, Confusing habits

Suspicious emotions, Speaking looks

with yellowish smiles -

Will not lead you to confrontation

but to smile back and forgive.

Shared with Thursday Poets Rally week 57

November 13, 2011

Burned again

Hehe hehe

Poor me

I thought I learned a lot

Life is so hard to live in

I Learned nothing

Burned a lot

Sadly what life brings

Without please is burning heats.

How is't to be nice

And hurt or burn

In the name of Love

You might admit as-well

That life is hard to be in.

Every kiss is hidden in the night

Every promis is forgotten in the morning

Only questions stays to be asked

Only I know the answers

But let me ask you, what have I learned?

I learned a lot, but nothing yet.

Waiting

After watching you glow

After waiting under the old tree

I cried .. Would you just write back

Humming the old love song

Whatever you want to do

Is OK with me

Just let me hear from you

I will wait and be the one you

Want to run back to

In any time, in any place

I will cry and wait.

Let's stay connected, loving

Our journey in it's sadness

is giving to us as a joy.

I wouldn't run alone

Enough for me to wait and cry.

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