Mind babble...

The sounds of night whisper softly
As I look in your eye
A smile I see, a single teardrop
Not from sadness but from bliss
The lips part to speak
But no words are said
None are needed
Softly at first, your hands search
As do mine
Clumsy at first then with grace
The breathing quickens
The sighs grow intensely
Upon the soft light of the moon
Casts a warm glow on shoulders bare
The look is pleading, begging
As the nervous hand caresses
The lithe body, firm and taught
Full of hope, and ample desire
The kiss, the kiss that arouses
The passion, the heat, the rhythmic motion
No longer do we explore with our eyes,
Our minds, our heart, but with our bodies
The hands a life of its own, the lips entwined
Like a song, we build to a crescendo, not yet at its peak
The breathtaking drum beat quickens and quickens
No longer are we two, but one yet separate
As the passion is spent, the breathing slows
The ecstasy remains, the joy is remembered
The sounds of night whisper softly
As I waken drenched in sweat

A cow, a cow, what is a cow
Neither a horse, a chicken nor a sow
Strangely intriguing, beguiling at best
It pastures in the field, but never it nests
We eat its meat, the milk we drink
The hide we wear, the rest I think
Is used for purposed not unlike the hog
For that great all American sweet tasting dog
With relish, ketchup mustard on the side
We savour the flavour with brimming pride
So a toast I say to the lovely bovine
As it spends its day eating sleeping feeling fine
Until it’s led to its grim demise
And hope the price of the cut does not rise

Originally posted by Fëanor
The sounds of night whisper softly
As I look in your eye
A smile I see, a single teardrop
Not from sadness but from bliss
The lips part to speak
But no words are said
None are needed
Softly at first, your hands search
As do mine
Clumsy at first then with grace
The breathing quickens
The sighs grow intensely
Upon the soft light of the moon
Casts a warm glow on shoulders bare
The look is pleading, begging
As the nervous hand caresses
The lithe body, firm and taught
Full of hope, and ample desire
The kiss, the kiss that arouses
The passion, the heat, the rhythmic motion
No longer do we explore with our eyes,
Our minds, our heart, but with our bodies
The hands a life of its own, the lips entwined
Like a song, we build to a crescendo, not yet at its peak
The breathtaking drum beat quickens and quickens
No longer are we two, but one yet separate
As the passion is spent, the breathing slows
The ecstasy remains, the joy is remembered
The sounds of night whisper softly
As I waken drenched in sweat

Originally posted by Fëanor
A cow, a cow, what is a cow
Neither a horse, a chicken nor a sow
Strangely intriguing, beguiling at best
It pastures in the field, but never it nests
We eat its meat, the milk we drink
The hide we wear, the rest I think
Is used for purposed not unlike the hog
For that great all American sweet tasting dog
With relish, ketchup mustard on the side
We savour the flavour with brimming pride
So a toast I say to the lovely bovine
As it spends its day eating sleeping feeling fine
Until it’s led to its grim demise
And hope the price of the cut does not rise

Originally posted by Fëanor
The sounds of night whisper softly
As I look in your eye
A smile I see, a single teardrop
Not from sadness but from bliss
The lips part to speak
But no words are said
None are needed
Softly at first, your hands search
As do mine
Clumsy at first then with grace
The breathing quickens
The sighs grow intensely
Upon the soft light of the moon
Casts a warm glow on shoulders bare
The look is pleading, begging
As the nervous hand caresses
The lithe body, firm and taught
Full of hope, and ample desire
The kiss, the kiss that arouses
The passion, the heat, the rhythmic motion
No longer do we explore with our eyes,
Our minds, our heart, but with our bodies
The hands a life of its own, the lips entwined
Like a song, we build to a crescendo, not yet at its peak
The breathtaking drum beat quickens and quickens
No longer are we two, but one yet separate
As the passion is spent, the breathing slows
The ecstasy remains, the joy is remembered
The sounds of night whisper softly
As I waken drenched in sweat

wow.... dude, you musta been listening to some Pink Floyd on the first two, and your fantasy dream, well.. hhaha thanks for sharing... hahah great work all the way through man. remeniscent of some of my stuff from 2002.

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
wow.... dude, you musta been listening to some Pink Floyd on the first two, and your fantasy dream, well.. hhaha thanks for sharing... hahah great work all the way through man. remeniscent of some of my stuff from 2002.

Originally posted by Fëanor
A cow, a cow, what is a cow
Neither a horse, a chicken nor a sow
Strangely intriguing, beguiling at best
It pastures in the field, but never it nests
We eat its meat, the milk we drink
The hide we wear, the rest I think
Is used for purposed not unlike the hog
For that great all American sweet tasting dog
With relish, ketchup mustard on the side
We savour the flavour with brimming pride
So a toast I say to the lovely bovine
As it spends its day eating sleeping feeling fine
Until it’s led to its grim demise
And hope the price of the cut does not rise

Good one, nice meter. 😄

Originally posted by alcoholicpoet
Good one, nice meter. 😄

evil woman.... haha come on Fea, more plea....se. hahaha

DISCLAIMER: First and foremost I Fëanor do not claim to be or have never aspired to be a rapper, but I felt that in writing this what one would call "Street Poetry" seemed at the time appropriate. Hence therefore for those not into or for that matter like rap...please forgive

Second and more importantly, I Fëanor after having read so many other poems of love gone awry, depression, sadness, near suicidal tendencies...I felt the need to add my impression on the subject. Without, the suicidal thoughts however. So without further ado, my first street prose. Hope you enjoy

~nuff said.

Yo people, wassup? Y’all know I gots something to say, so here goes.
This here goes out to no one and everyone, y’all know who I’m talkin’ bout yo.

I find time, to tell you what’s on my mind…in a lyrical rhyme.
I never meant to go playin’ with your heart or your soul when we were sayin’
More than we had to, or that I had you
Nah, it was never like that, but seein’ how that’s where we’re at
I could never take it back
Cause what I feel was for real, that’s the deal.
But it’s hard when the card that I’m dealt with
Ain’t nuthin’ but a joker, so I’m never gonna get with…
You the only thing that’s ever made me see
What I could’a had but it could never be
So I’m sittin’ here cryin’, tryin’, dyin’ inside of me
Never any pride in me, in what I did. Gotta get the lid
Back on, before it’s gone, causin’ harm, so I gotta carry on.
Nah I never had no shame when we was playin’ the game.
Thinkin’ bout the things that we thought were true
Early in the mornin’, waitin’ for you
I was smilin’, realizin’ that I was falling for you. All up into you.
But I opened my eyes to the reality. That what we could’a had, can never be
You were the only on that I ever want. The only one I ever need.
But my heart bleeds and I’m hurtin’ for real, cause what I feel will never heal.
For as long as I live, how I’d give for a night with a kiss
Lost in our bliss. As we make love, heaven above, never enough….of
Time goin’ by, girl I wanna cry in your arms where it’s warm and full of love.

.... omg wow..... wow..... cry

cry aww...That was wow Fea...

last one....

The sun rose wet high in the sky
Aye, and I sat on a rock upon a rock nearby
Gleefully wondering pondering lost in my thought
But the thought was fleeting, thus seeming as I sought
To fill my sight of this eerie land
Then lo! and behold there appeared a cock the height of a man
Said he to me in wondrous tone
If by chance had I a cellular phone
Perplexed, bemused and so I replied
To what is that I confuzzledly cried
Egad! My man say it isn’t so?
To have lived so long and never know
A cell, a mobile, a wondrous thing
That gadget alone has many types of ring
A call to make should you ever be lost
Or stuck in a jam in traffic well sir you’d learn the cost
I shook my head to utter dismay
That I, most learn’d has learned this day
Of a new device I had never seen
So I asked myself and most likely the cock to where have I been
He shrugged what shoulders he had
And said most sadly…my bad

Originally posted by Fëanor
last one....

The sun rose wet high in the sky
Aye, and I sat on a rock upon a rock nearby
Gleefully wondering pondering lost in my thought
But the thought was fleeting, thus seeming as I sought
To fill my sight of this eerie land
Then lo! and behold there appeared a cock the height of a man
Said he to me in wondrous tone
If by chance had I a cellular phone
Perplexed, bemused and so I replied
To what is that I confuzzledly cried
Egad! My man say it isn’t so?
To have lived so long and never know
A cell, a mobile, a wondrous thing
That gadget alone has many types of ring
A call to make should you ever be lost
Or stuck in a jam in traffic well sir you’d learn the cost
I shook my head to utter dismay
That I, most learn’d has learned this day
Of a new device I had never seen
So I asked myself and most likely the cock to where have I been
He shrugged what shoulders he had
And said most sadly…my bad

😆 laughing 😂

WOW

Originally posted by Coldfire
.... omg wow..... wow..... cry

Originally posted by Elessea
cry aww...That was wow Fea...

one final one....🤨

Oh man, oh man…you’ll never believe it
Even if I tell you, you’d still have to see it
So therefore I must without delay
My tale begins on a cold blustery day
I had walked a mile, alone by the sea
A girl? A fish? Hm, nah it cannot be
But surely so, before my eye
Twas a mermaid of legend that I did spy
Langorious hair, golden in colour
Skin so soft, tis true upon my honour
Her legs were naught but a tail of a fish
Though curvy legs I had fervently wished
And on the beach she did so lay
Cautiously I crept and had hoped to say
O’ lady fair, O’ lady fair does my eye bid true
Not a woman, not a fish, but a mermaid be you
And so I am said she like a song
But my time on land twill not be long
So tally not in thy query, O’ lovely man
Sit you now, right here upon the sand
I did as she bid, like a boy who is lost
As the cold wind bit, and soon too the frost
Well said she, have you nothing to say?
I pondered long, but my thoughts had betrayed
For the sight of her breasts did cause me to rise
She smirked a smile, and a wink of her eye
Did caress me with so much tender
As I sighed so softly at her wondrous splendour
To the sounds of the waves crashing upon the land
I came too soon, oh dear oh man…
And sleep overcame me for I was spent
And upon waking the maid had went.

🙂