The Constant

Words uttered today may mean nothing tomorrow,
Your next steps may change everything already said,
Uncertainty is the only true constant,
So I ask you to change with me always,
As long as we may sometimes meet,
As long as words may be shared,
And as long as you influence my choices,
Tear away convention and routine knowing love is all I mean.

The Equation Of Love?

What equation could solve the problem of the heart?
It's ever growing hunger for more
The complexity in which makes it so hard to define
Pythagoras matches only the sharp edged
And not your glorious curves
Logarithm, revolutionary, yet dull and overly logical
Whereas financial math sums up wealth in my heart and mind
It is interest that I find in you
How it accumulates after every meeting
Compounding constantly per instance
How our maturity value will be so great my dear
When we come to together and equate our love 

Another Flash Back

Just so relieved to hear you're okay,

Knowing it's been so long since we last spoke,

Reminiscing about moments we escaped time and space,

With you in my arms fixated on your face,

Tasting your scent in the air everyday,

Why can't I hold you and not choke,

I'll be a pillar of strength for you,

Always sharing something beautiful,

Honoring the heaven you drew,

Seeing the world with eyes so youthful,

No one will ever see me as you have,

Seeing through my expressions,

Feeling out my motives,

Understanding my ways of love.  

 

Exiled From Love

I lay in wait to make my move,
As the seasons rush on by,
Staying up late with only pain to soothe,
Yet nothing answers why,

For the retch I am admires many,
But will never get close to you,
No matter the gesture or the flattery,
My failure was always due,

For this vessel may bare unimaginable love within,
A vessel no less and not for the better,
When seen only covered in sin,
No chances ever given yet stated in letter,

How much loving you in exile I'm in.

Gym Is My Church

I can no longer sit idle,
When the training grounds await,
Testing my abilities to the extreme,
Inviting my enraging state,
As I burn away left with lean,
Throw away my weaker days,
Sweat out the poisons within,
Growing stronger as a king,
Choosing to rebel against procrastination. 

Making Love In The Dark Of Winter

Oh. so often trapped,
Victim to a techno-centric world,
For the reality outside is a cold and dark one.
An existence deleterious to happiness,
Breeds protestations defiant of circumstance.

Yet endurance grants concatenated moments,
Events of prurient nature,
As beautiful echelons pass by,
No joy shall be missed,
None need suffer alone in the dark,
When so much may be enjoyed together.

  

2014, a chance for new beginnings and ideas.

Hope you all have had an enjoyable and well-deserved break during the festive season. I admit that I have had very little inspiration to write in quite some time. However, now that some time has passed and I have been looking back at was has happened and how I feel now, you can expect the poetry to return! A new idea that I would like to share is that, all the new words I learn and hear I shall collect to form poems related to moments in my life. I have already collected some new words recently and you can soon expect a new poem to be published. Wait and see everyone!