"Please remEber mE"
Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry

"Please remember me before the rain comes"
those overwhelming torrential dismal thoughts invading my mind
penetrating every vast dreams that I ever had in my life time

puddles of distressed brushed across my brow felt upon finger tips
brushing away those hurt feelings until every explosive noise clashes through window of
my pain created by such force that rattles quickly causing an obstruction of breath

weak whispers fades away from my lips "please remember me before the rain comes"
hear the echoes push through crack walls of me drip, drip, drop, tears fall the source of piercing cries behind
locked doors carved deep what is the purpose of me severe agitation unearth by my very own noble hands
shattering beneath me flooded memories of the man I once knew "please remember me before the rain comes"

looking back as much I could through the foggy reasons of my visions caving in through the portals caused by these wounds
gasp as the air surrounding me chokes half of me now gone away in the dark of day cries of the moon falls upon my soul
sorrows mist giving such cold flesh warmth before leaving this world oh sweet sorrow rain in before tomorrow

will never be today as I stand alone with nothing ABSOLUTELY nothing to say but wait a minute
"Please remember me before the rain comes" clouded by fear would heaven hear me screams from the inside
as the world outside of me is dying of self misery one by one swallowing tainted drops that fall above me

poisonous burns ripping through every ounce of my voice within seconds shriveling tongue playing no part of my destiny
muted glass eyes weep nothing unto open palms of mine there lies an empty space just waiting to be filled in
only to be disappointed by the dark clouds that seem to follow me day in day out hear my nightly shouts

"please remember me before the rain comes" is the last thing I remember as I lay myself to sleep
dawn becomes my day as everything fades away a long forgotten dismay
"please remember before the rain comes" for I seem to have left me behind drowning somewhere there under the puddle of my rain of pain

© 2008 -Rhymesoulnice                      


NOte to reader- before anyone ask this is just a poem nothing to do with me this is just my creative writing mind working .. I am doing fine..promise 

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Kingdom of the Poetic Heart.. Rhymesoulnice/ Angelheart
Current mood: happy
Category: my brain hurts haha Writing and Poetry

A strong penchant feeling shot through
ones vitality
over coming this big triskaidekaphobia
so that these lips would count
down the moments to become munificent to
the ones I have come across
expression upon fair maidens face
conveying strength in numbers as these eyes
almost become disconsolate
quickly gaining vim
in my gallant voice
as my soul takes a cautious walk
to a requiring situation at hand

In your steady gaze I am humbled,
Schooling my visage I drop my eyes,
Segue in the conversation to another subject
Anything but the invitation
that is evident in your eyes.
Knights of the realm have pledged their fealty
at my feet.. but you stand
brazen
You are far from the obsequious servant to my kingdom
your edacious appetite legendary
I must stay away..
the whispers in my ear of my hand maiden
cautions me
But still I stay..gazing back.

in an instant more of those ideas
i have noticed the corner of your thoughts
fluttering through your mind
compassionate nobility in such a receiving voice
falling in this enriched sovereignty
caught by my stature demonstrated by sections of my decree
serving this purpose in which mouths feast upon
quickly replenished from within the vernacular of my charge
opening the meanings you kept hidden from my piquant stare
the abilities formal manner presented towards you
fully perpendicular to such wanton behavior that troubles you so
contemplating you witness deep inside of my stare
deeper then the horizon that tries to swallow what remains of you
a sultry glimpse held with enthusiasm touching thoughts
surfacing your feminine status as your luminous perception
could comprehend my experienced charismatic jargon

DEMONSTRABILITY in this situation was her agonizing worry,
his wit was legendary, and she paused..biting her lip
All the other knights, had parried and thrusted their course
fighting for her attention
would he find her aristocratic alliteration
bougeouis
or would her mind be read like the BOUSTROPHEDONIC text of an ancient dialect
long forgotten..
Time stood still for an eternity and neither spoke..
the moment Serendipitously was up for chance..
as he took her hand.

guiding her through all the perilous journey
sheer Excellency running through open palms
instantaneously between sense of words unspoken
taken back reality swallowed in a dream listen closely
to the deep requiem from my souls irresistible source of reasons
rediscovering this lost city with your visual brilliance that I long
to hold accepting every setting placed on my sweet soliloquy as I stand erect
before you in this high position I a luminary source of purpose
emitting such energy that becomes diaphanous towards your force of focus
gaining in her over time never knowing whats to come forth
throwing every articulation he could mustard up for her lead
to follow up towards his noble way
the strength he has shown left her in awe not knowing how to respond
and yet she joins him without any worries to leave her astray in this dark of day

Into the night road knight and fair maiden,
Illuminating the cobblestone brick torches hung low
snug against his back on valiant steed , Arabian black
donning the knightly coat of arms and colors
of a regent of a far away land.
She knew not where he swept her away to,
they would realize when the cock crowed she was gone.
Never looking back,
not a worry furrowed her brow
she knew adventure was around the next ridge,
each town, each new face...chivalry was his code
serving the kingdom of her heart.

© 2008 -Rhymesoulnice / angelheartwxyz
    
A word play challenge that turned into a quick collaboration with awesome brilliant talent friend
thank you for writing with me angelheartwxyz you are so very talented

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Nonexistence self (dark sad poem)
Current mood: sad
Category: Writing and Poetry

       


ThEse Stranded Iiii..sss have given up on dreary tears
covered by the securities that have rested upon palms of wounded hands
death becomes of you If left Stranded along a bleeding river of nonexistence
Unexplained coldness scatters around unfocused thoughts
plagued by piercing nightmares ripped through a terrified soul
Torn from the inside of internal power of hell weakness lies between flesh and shatter bones
ConFiNed in a single place the smell of burnt metal melting through snappped wrists
struggling to come face to face with such grief unable to overcome those traumatic series of events
of course being no stranger to abandoment
suffering symptoms of an embrace penetrating through sanguines breath
a sudden flushed through warmth above heavens reach
peeled callus fingertips risking a gripping tale to tell and busted lips no screaming matter
slit tongue dripping pain now try to explain this complicated situation
a horrid display knee deep in crimson deaths pool drowning slowly witnessing in deep despair
your very own reflection fading away
slowly fading away a moment waiting for the dark of day
to bathe the values of life uttered in a quick whisper
that is left behind bruised ribs with none to spare
swallowing every tiny bit of air only to gasp in the very end
Left Stranded along a bleeding river of nonexistence

© 2008 -Rhymesoulnice                      

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strong enough (realization poetrynest challenge)
Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry

There is a deeper realization
scared witness lies inside a wounded soul-dierr..
aching to scream out behind a smile

going along with this situation at hand
hardships dwells deep as cuts weep
the needs and urges that i have had for so long

soon enough it will all be gone
realizing if i ever done anything wrong
finding in words in a far of space

to be strong even if stuck in one place
face to face with the innocence of me
turned away on my own self shadow

falls instead of following
dies instead of breathing
cries instead of laughing

energy shot out from sacred crevices
of my face
taking on another form of my being
what are my blood shot eyes seeing

left alone to defend the world
scared physical scars run farther then
my cries for help
what you see
isn't always what you get
little sections never perfect


and yet through the years
I come to realize there must be a reason
if only the true self inside of me would believe


drastic changes inside of my mind craddle in the winds of time
suffering from within starring straight into grim
weepers eyes i am already there and yet i remain

Strong or am i really weak in disguised
those who come to help me up when i have fallen
those who listen to the waters fall from sadden eyes


no me for me
knew me i see
the same
dose of my reality hits
harder as i fall
crawl further as I have seen
the demensions of
me
as I rise from the ground
up
breathing in the air
of so call love
realizing that I am still strong
enough.

© 2008 -Rhymesoulnice                      

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"CLOSELY BEHIND"(sensual erotic)
Current mood: hot
Category: Writing and Poetry

 pursue the essence from within
shadow play behavior descend upon me
Isolated moon begins to cover secret attractions
as one starts to lean back against the wall
ready to discover a sensual silhouette lover
firm grip targeting every element that embraces midnights charm
trickles of heat brushes against distinguished spine
mellow palms left ajar reading in silence of the night
follow in this path of lusting eyes moist communications served
as pleasure is released in the surrounding air what now has been left
current shivers a previous coldness placed upon your breasts
wrestling dreams and fantasies allowed to analyze small amounts of sweet fluids
brushing through ardent flesh feeling those protective openings tightly closed
moments later breath part ways across sections produced
misty creations combined as one begins to arched arrival never to far behind
just close enough to feel that certain warmth as kisses of the moon
fall closely behind

© 2008 -Rhymesoulnice                      

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"An ode to me " (poem)
Current mood: strong
Category: Writing and Poetry

Across an easy demeanor
as routinely done
enticed by your flattery actions

marked on my sacred flesh of mercy
fallen on solid levels resulting in
a strong subservient subject

in full satisfaction I quickly gain
access inside of your poetic cerebral habitat
no time to waste given that chance again

to collide with such intensity that I see
in your eyes there lies an in depth meaning
a reflection of me with you

both of our names inscribed right behind
passionate visions that we both continue to seek out
missing parts that effortlessly flow vulnerable

fluent ground that has bonded us faithfully together
unbreakable verses mixed in our concrete memories kissed
composing artistic sentiments of dream like tears fall fast

on top open minds that have been missing these
emotions for sometime now hidden behind forbidden sections
where we have spent our entire lives wandering

at a distance in search of the pure substance
risking those unmistakable signs aching through
our fingers one cannot ignore the feeling

that draws us in close together into the night
as stars quickly align pointing towards one soul
luminous voices wrap around points of passion

breaking the stream of anguish thoughts from my lips
I set out to you in time to capture that particular feeling
that you mostly desire for my eager embrace

as your voice travels within my firm features
an overwhelming breath continues to linger
giving me a sense of eminent whispers

providing humble importance that kindly free fall
on a curious range off cliff with the stream of passion
that cascades on unclothed territory

retrace my strength with your fingers
pencil me in with your unspoken trust
as I never fail to exceed all of your anticipations

I put myself on the surface of your intelligence
applying every opportunity that I offer only to you
in hopes to gain the same intensity that you have felt once before

now emptiness covers all parts of me
spread across my chest of throbbing hope I await
for destiny to write its final harmonious ode to me      

© 2008 -Rhymesoulnice                      

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Persistent Focus (erotic poem)
Current mood: gallant
Category: Writing and Poetry

Persistent Focus  (erotic)


The air too thick to breathe
Panting through the mouth of wonderment
Lungs fill and spill newly craved life
finding with in themselves a warming support
palpitations of an eager grip tightly closed
gasping such deep in take that surrounds one another
an overpowering sense of longing moves along every particular point
isolated curves exhibited through each intended indications touched
moisten sentiments trickling down soften cheeks when spoken
publicizing significant devotions that melt closely together
minds whispers kiss, kiss, and tell a romantic tale
written across a goddess like figure recreating intricate experiences
embracing strength unlike anything seen before
those poignant backdrop moments caught with gulp of aromatic air
parallel to something recognizable pressed down on sensualistic lingo
stimulating intuitions maneuvering directly near unrestricted territory
endless vocalization delivering memorable feelings set to trigger aching quivers
throughout penetrating submissive attributes given and seriously receiving
rapid chest thrusting into an explicit vision weakening any physical actions
fingering eyes locked instantly begins to dive deep inside sultry vicinity
understanding beauty and grace enclose between desolate warmth
soft audio tones fade through the ambiance that encases both guarded behavior
privately seen synchronize confidential actions performed at a high rate
producing tiny hints of moaning moisture fluently floating around bare realm
unseen elations thrive beyond wet vulgar flesh fondled with an excessive pleasure
released through open mouths as one gasp for air so to speak in a way
both make out this adulterous conviction still encircling personal concentration
that all started with a stare and continued on there

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"once upon his hands"(poem)
Current mood: strong
Category: Writing and Poetry