[x]

softenedthe sky whispers,
ribbons of crystalline quiet,
same shade as the angel dust
you shivered every time we were
alone.

in the darkness, we were
sorry birds searching for
open dawns. you, the
swan, me, the
raven,
black as night and
just as hopeful.

and there were poems
written in your skin, universes
blooming in your hands; your eyes
were a December sunrise saving me
from any sleep.

I’ve decided that
people are a composition of
all their greatest memories—and you,
you were always the most
beautiful piece of
me.

Mirror, Mirror on the wallMirror, mirror on the wall.
Forgive my vandalism.
Let not a thousand curses fall.

She needed to stop catching colds from smiling at her reflection in pouring rain.
While needing me to be more than her favorite tv show on black screens.
So I came to her, the one she considers the most charming of them all.

And I know it’s bad luck to break a mirror.
Yet these two souls unluckily found each other.
So the glass shall do nothing more than continue to fall.

But mirror, mirror on the wall.
If I must die young,
Tell her that she’s the fairest of them all.

LongingIt is far too lascivious and cruel,
the way the glint in
your unnerving stare commands me to come hither
yet your lips
keep pulsing with isolated, rigid greetings
like you were pushed to a dare of some sort.
But still, I know better
by the sometimes welling that form at
the corners of your eyes
- which you try your best to hide, and
by your ocean-deep sighs that
your longing goes past your matting lashes
and mascara tinted tears.

It is never easy, hiding
everything I desire inside of little words
like "Hello" and "Goodbye" when
all I really want to do is let it out,
set it free, and
chain myself to your everything
with words I shouldn't spea

LongingIt is far too lascivious and cruel,
the way the glint in
your unnerving stare commands me to come hither
yet your lips
keep pulsing with isolated, rigid greetings
like you were pushed to a dare of some sort.
But still, I know better
by the sometimes welling that form at
the corners of your eyes
- which you try your best to hide, and
by your ocean-deep sighs that
your longing goes past your matting lashes
and mascara tinted tears.

It is never easy, hiding
everything I desire inside of little words
like "Hello" and "Goodbye" when
all I really want to do is let it out,
set it free, and
chain myself to your everything
with words I shouldn't spea

AirI want to lose myself
in an illogical need
for love.

I want to remember
to forget
how to breathe.

What is Air
if not you?

Warm BodiesNothing around but air to pierce the quietness that surrounds the grace of these lustful souls,

Clouding together with interchanging hearts going along with the musing beats, tones of which

Knock the desolate sounds of blood, coming together sliding back and forth like oozing drips of

Honey such a pastoral scene hidden beneath the charm of the shadows, from which love abides

Like a melody composed of two lovers, only now to see lights fading away, with feelings going far

Away with such perception, what deviant ways perceive as to disregard, and leave only now to

Sleep to dream…..

TnM: Me amas real o no?Era un soleado día en Daneville, nuestra pelirroja favorita aun dormía plácidamente –u-
Isabella: Marie ya levántate
Marie: 5 minutos más *se tapa la cabeza con la almohada*
Isabella: ¬¬ Marie
Marie: bien bien*se levanta y se empieza a listar*
Isabella: bueno te veo abajo *se va*
Marie: lalalala oliendo las lindas rosas *cambiándose*
OoOoOoOoOoOo DEPUES DE CANTAR Y ALISTARSE OoOoOo
Marie: *se va a las escaleras*
¿??: Te quedaste hablando con jazz toda la noche de nuevo?
Marie: bueno podría decirs-..Papa?!! Como lo sabes?
Phineas: tengo contactos
Marie: o metiste grabadora

~I shall never stop loving thee~My powdered lips shall kiss thee through this ever lasting love
your beauty intensifies my satisfaction
O, tis' be you my darling, my one and sweet caressed heart
Shoot a bullet through my skull, tis' only the most dainty way I show thou love for thee.

Thy heart shall never stop beating for thee
He, be this time were I shall daunt my passion for thee.
so soft and abase
how I feel sorry for thee
trapped by endless monsoons of terror
let me hold thee and love you endlessly

Will thy be my lover?
Be my daunty heart?
If thy say Ye, then I eternal happiness shall last forever

Be thy love and I shall take care of thee forever
Never leave thy, The

RozeAm văzut niște roze întunecate, cu spini,
Le-am atins și m-am rănit,
și am mers mai departe...
Am văzut niște roze de un roșu aprins, cu spini,
Le-am atins și m-am rănit,
și am mers mai departe...
Am văzut niște roze albe, fără spini,
și am trecut mai departe...

Visible SpectrumYou reminded me
of a stained-glass window
that sits perched on its wall
beneath my stairs at home.

Daylight doesn't measure its colors,
it only scatters them down
on the hardwood floor
when the sun breaches the
suburban canopy.

And daylight didn't measure you,
no,
I saw you and all I could think on
were your mosaic eyes,
the spectrum of your blush;
that they were solid
and real
and more than patterned light.

I cover stained glass with my hands
and colors vanish.
I cover you with myself
and you are vibrant.

The Mosaic and The Wanderer.Yes this whole has been beaten down, broken now in decrepitude.
Scattered, thrown here or there by wanders kicking loose pebbles.
A stranger strolls and sees a stone to keep for his own collection.
He didn't hear the rubble cry as another part of them is stolen.

That was the day the sky turn gray with a storm of unknown magnitude.
Flooding rain washed what pieces remained into a shallow puddle.
In sediment they settled, put back together by this muddy concoction.
As the day exsiccates a mosaic is made and a soul has been awakened.
A woman rises from the sand to search for a man, and the part of her he's taken.

He loves to stroll and walk alone, his thought always so bestrewed.
Wander, meander where time doesn't matter. He's tired of a constant dribble.
Remembering the trinket he reaches in his pocket, and is startled with a pulsing motion.
Pulling out hi

There Is A PlaceTaste my lips let them consume my lust
There is no one so important than you
Maybe it silly but I believe in second chances
I know the riddles of your heart, the way to keep you smiling
There is a place for us, a place where no others have found with you
There is a door and the sign says “True”
I've tried to tell you love exist beyond me
I know its hard to believe, I've seen you happy
I touched you like no other has
I have looked the other way when you found a bit of happiness
I walked on by with a hint of uncertainty
Can't you see the truth in what I say, seeing our certainty?
There no place for us in the hearts of others
When th

Two SoulsCould I touch a silent thought?
Could I know the colour of a word?
Could I hear the universe full of stars?
Could I hold the sea in my arms?
Could I stroke your voice?
Could I live in your heart?

A song never sung
A paper never drawn
A game never won
A man never loved

A flower that moves
A bird on my hair
A tree always blue
Spring
one love
two souls
my world
and you.

Down The Rabbit HoleHere and now I would flock to you in a heartbeat.
One day though, you’re worried I may fly away instead of to your rescue.
So clip my wings and drop me down the rabbit hole.

Put my loyalty to the ultimate test.
Just don’t let the dreadful hole land in Alice’s Wonderland.
Instead, drop me in the dungeon with in your mind.

Leave the dungeon’s exist doors slammed shut
But make the keys worst hiders than I am a seeker
While allowing me the choice of you or my freedom.

Display all your secrets as a piece of loot.
While lacing the good in riddles for me to solve,
And drenching the dark in booby traps for me to disarm.

Le

~Love~Love is like power
its strong but can only last so long...

Many people believe there is a red string connected with your soul mate
But strings can snap eventually...

Golden hearts connected together.
Then to rust and break...

love can make you happy and positive
but also sad and negative
very regretful too...

But pay close attention, you'll only get this once.
Pick your partner carefully.
They may just pick your forever..

♥

Browse More Like This

Download File
HTML, 478 bytes more ▶

More from ~Brichel

Frio sin tiempoMatinal veneno,
Creciente vacio,
Empezó en Enero,
La farsa de estar vivo.

Muerte en piel,
Crudo frío que duele y no sede,
Tiempo infiel,
Solo embelese y no muere.

Trágicos minutos,
Se detuvo la aguja del reloj,
Al cuarto para las dos,
Con dolor se impregnó este amor.

Dañado en confiar,
La alevosía y el engaño,
No medí la forma de amar,
Ahora obtengo llanto a cambio.

Perpetua soledad,
Siento el viento frío,
Abandono formal,
Al no estar conmigo.

DelirioToma mi mano,
Siente su calor,
Está temblando,
Por darte mi amor.

Piel tan suave,
Algo mas que calidez,
El tiempo no sabe,
Que siento tu desnudez.

Brilla tu piel,
Por el roce de ambos,
Tu boca sabor a miel,
Me eleva con tus manos.

Soy preso en tus deseos,
Sintiendo tus caricias,
Me entregas cada beso,
En lo que apenas inicia.

Tanto me haces soñar,
Nace mas excitación,
No quiero terminar,
Pero solo fue una ilusión.

SendaRumbo igual,
Misma zona y destino,
Mil horas al caminar,
Desde que fui tu amigo.

Recuerdo los pasos,
Los momentos se quedan plasmados,
Las risas o los llantos,
Fue nuestro cimiento gestado.

En esta implacable amistad,
Epítome fue esa senda,
Fue creación de esta lealtad,
Y el forje en tenerla.

Hoy paso por ella,
Plasmando lo que fue,
En mi historia se sella,
Dando rumbo a nuestra fe.

Dias de escuela inolvidables,
Extraño estar a tu lado,
Momentos loables,
El que fue contigo de la mano.

MujerSer tenaz,
Repleto de sensibilidad,
Contigo hay paz,
Con tu esfuerzo de habilidad.

Ayudas a comprender,
La situación latente,
Magia de mujer,
Solo tu das la suerte.

Sentimiento puro,
Cubres con tu canto,
Equilibras el futuro,
Con tu amor de manto.

No hay ser tan valioso,
Que al tenerla en la vida,
Ser tan hermoso,
No hay vida sin su vida.

Soy apasionado he imperfecto,
Poeta aprendiz de la mujer,
Si con ello tengo su afecto,
Tengo el gane a vencer.

Gracias Mujeres,
Son las Musas para bien o para mal,
Magnificos seres,
Les doy mi poesía hasta el final.

AfectoPasa lentamente el tiempo,
Ya no somos los mismos de ayer,
Los años mueren y aún te siento,
Has naufragado en mi ser.

He perdido el rastro de ti,
No pierdo la fé en buscarte,
Aún tengo el afecto en mi,
Guardado cuando pueda verte.

Veo la zona donde todavía vives,
Cada vez que paso en las mañanas,
Me digo 'aún mi amiga eres',
Y te soy importante mas que la nada.

No muere este afecto,
No, jamas será,
Te siento en el viento,
Tu aroma en mi seguirá.

Hasta encontrarte,
Tan solo y siquiera una vez,
Poder hablarte,
Y sentir tus ojos cuando me ves.

PalabrasRazones valiosas,
Esculpen mis versos,
Delicadas rosas,
Suaves como besos.

Llegan a ser tan fuertes,
Dan mi vida a forjar,
Y esperar a la suerte,
Paz con tiempo llegará.

Armar cada Poema,
Es trabajo constante,
Solo con un tema,
El amor, es mi amante.

Ese es mi estilo,
Mi diario de la vida,
Se acopla a mi camino,
Con palabras tan mías

Me falta mas por aprender,
En ser directo y no redundar,
Mucho mas por leer,
Y así a mi culto formar.

View Gallery · View Prints

Featured in Groups:

#Poetizers
A Group for each and every Poet!

#LetraHispana
Por amor al Arte...

#POESIAENCASTELLANO
poesia, cuentos y relatos xD

#Poetry-Lovers-Club
Gotta love poetry

#Love-for-love
love is precious!!

Details

Submitted: January 31, 2012
File Size: 478 bytes

Link

Thumb

Statistics

Comments: 0
Favourites: 1 [who?]
Views: 89 (0 today)
Downloads: 1 (0 today)

[x]

Voz

by ~Brichel, Jan 31, 2012, 11:15:14 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

Momento irrepetible,
fue un privilegio,
tu voz sublime,
único arpegio.

Provocaste vida,
loable son melódico,
inspiraste lo que hacia,
plausible legado mágico.

Por ti soy poeta,
por ti crezco más,
en esta receta,
que conmigo estas.

Con escucharte,
naces con cautela,
al retratarte,
dejas en mi tu huella.

Vozby ~Brichel

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

©2012-2013 ~Brichel

otro mas.

No comments have been added yet.