Poems About Love, Beauty and Envy
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I graduated from the Pennsylvania State University in 2012 with a Bachelors of Arts in English Studies. Focusing on creative non-fiction, poetry and fiction writing genres, I have been trained and educated in many forms of rhetoric. My passion for writing has always been the most important thing in my life. It is my hope and desire to get my original work out to the community, in order to generate a following an eventually replace tradition employment with a freelance career. Please, follow, comment, and share as nothing is possible without the support of this wonderful community of artists. Thank, you. Cheers, folks!
Eden On Her Eyes
I saw your eyes,
The sideways glance you gave to him;
And in his gaze
Was all the people who longed for them.
Loves come and passed;
Loves who loved yet pillaged;
Who tasted your lips,
Yet immune to their poisonous touch.
To resist thee,
To cast aside Eden's Apple,
Oh, punished Eve,
I will endure heavenly wrath.
Though I long for
God's paradise garden,
I long for you more,
To take the first stone in your stead.
I will toil,
plow these fields to keep thine innocence,
And on your lips,
Forever forsaken by God.
Oh, Gracious Lord
Look upon your Earth,
Surely there is not
a greater beauty amongst creation.
Still I suffer,
Exiled from God's paradise,
Though not with you,
The apple's taste still stinging my lips.
Your lustful eyes,
The hidden pain in them,
Loves blind to thy cries,
Suffocating the mournful beauty.
Still, in your eyes
I return to paradise;
Your lips, your hand,
Welcomed suffering; forsaken.
Look well over your city,
The city of lights and dreams,
Of fast cars and hot beats.
Over the soot strewn streets;
Over wicked muck, so bleak;
Above jive sounds and screams.
Your mastery is only beat
By your beauty; your sweet song
Of freedom and defeat.
Your voice rings true in my ears,
Though darkness blinds, I follow
Your soothing tune, my seer.
My muse, please guide and hold me;
Fiery beacon longed to reach,
Oh, queen of soul and rhythm
Oh maiden, still tower high;
Upon your lips are truth and
Truth is beauty enough.
Envy, Oh monster,
Creature who devours all;
I desire her beauty,
Long for her softly raising and lowering chest;
Yet to envy do I still pray.
Entreat me, my Lord,
Monster of unholy strife;
Infinite and eternal,
Lost in your sweet, sweet kiss from an age long ago.
To beauty, my offering.
My sanguine god of envy.
Is this offering enough?
Let me lie upon her bosom and steal kisses;
yet I hear not breath nor taste her lips.
"Fortes fortuna adiuvat" found in 'Fair Hind, Before My eyes is a Latin phrase commonly translated as Fortune favors the bold, Fortune favors the brave, Fortune helps the brave, or Fortune favors the strong. The origin of the phrase can be traced back to the second century BC playwright, Terence. More commonly. however, a variant of the phrase is attributed to Virgil's, the Aeneid. Fortuna is the Roman Goddess of Luck and is believed to be more willing to help those who take risks or bold actions. For more information check out http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fortune_favours_the_bold.
Fair Hind, Before My Eyes
Fair hind, my heart is not enough.
My passion pales in this futile pursuit.
I have not the bow, nor do my arrows fly straight.
Fair Quarry, hidden in the valley
Yet before my eyes you still frolic
Free and wild, wistfully away
Though I listed to hunt
You, lovely creature, cannot be downed.
The brave may talk of fortune and its favors
*Fortes fortuna adiuvat, but I am not man enough.
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