Flower seeds.

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  1. BlackSoultan Ad Infinitum

    BlackSoultan Ad Infinitum aka Billy Shoreview

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    This is the rhythm of a flower's heart beat.
    Harmony off of the leaves where showered thorns be.
    Rain percipitates creating the different tastes
    Of man as he perceives what is to come of the seed.

    She'll be back.

    She'll be back...


    This watering hole
    Makes me
    Sure of it.

    Falsely,

    secure in it.

    And one day before I doze off
    I shall plant my seed....

    That's my word.

    That's my seed.

    It's the love she's supposed to
    Hold for me.

    This is the timbre of the rose bud
    No love is greater
    than it's insufficient symbolism.
    Red Rose, the color of love
    Ambiguous in how it fits in.
    Color of love,
    Color of blood
    Drained from the corps
    From the ones we love.
    Once shed, once dead,
    Life is lost, and even yet
    We herald the appearance
    Of a rose's sanguine grace...

    Love
    Loss
    Wisdom
    Pain

    Place it in the window pane
    For the world to never look
    And see its shame...

    Created asexually
    I hold this rose
    Hold it contemplatively
    up to my nose.
    It knows not it's sweet stimulation
    Of the Olfactory sensation
    And yet we place it
    In the hands of whom we
    Intended to love.

    I am either in a stupor
    Or a little more sober

    Because I realize now my malaise.

    For she won't come back.

    Not to me.

    Not to see

    This sadness I'm in solely out of self pity.
    She is the whisper

    of a
    distant
    muted
    drum or
    saxaphone

    That's the whole
    tradgedy of
    a man alone.
    Jazz in a lonely place
    His own discrace
    Holding a rose
    truncated at its base



    The unintentional,

    ironic

    and ambiguous

    Symbol of

    Love

    Makes it's decision for you

    As each petal falls:

    She loves you not...

    She loves you not...

    She loves you not...

    She loves you not...



    And yet I still sit
    in the silence
    Between the petal falls
    And water my words
    With cheap wiskey

    Pitifully and swiftly

    Whispering

    Yes she does...

    Yes she does...

    Yes she does...

    Yes...


    I pray
    one day
    My tears
    become rain


    so I

    can sow

    the

    seed

    of

    love...​
    test
  2. *GeMiNeYeZ*

    *GeMiNeYeZ* ~§¤Sweet Shinobi¤§~

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    ::gets out of computer chair and gives you a standing ovation::


    you are truely a remarkable poet... this poem right here increases my respect for as if it wasnt high enough! simply lovely...


    "It knows not it's sweet stimulation
    Of the Olfactory sensation
    And yet we place it
    In the hands of whom we
    Intended to love."


    i liked that part, it was hard to pull a quote. man... wonderful piece of poetry here as always!
    test
  3. BlackSoultan Ad Infinitum

    BlackSoultan Ad Infinitum aka Billy Shoreview

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    Y'all sho can boost an ego!

    Thank you, Gem.

    MUCH appreciated.
    test
  4. Mind~$oul

    Mind~$oul I'm Pretty

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    Stands next to her....

    Damn man this was some beatiful shit. Seem like every piece you do, it gets better and better and better. Man I better be seeing your ass on Def Poets or some shit pretty soon. You really need to do something with this work soon man.

    one luv
    test
  5. mocha_licious

    mocha_licious New Member

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    nice piece...although i was lost....i had to read it three times and im still kinda lost on what exactly u meant and/or the meaning..but i understand because i put out pieces that sometimes confuse the reader...lol...but i do know that u put out hella good pieces so....big ups to you..


    ~resp~
    test
  6. Feme Sole

    Feme Sole Mrs. _Evil

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    my thoughts too......

    your pieces are so HYPNOTIC......you are consistently posting hotness........youre a blessing to the realm.......
    test
  7. TuNed RooT

    TuNed RooT Love is introduction ..

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    Without a doubt, the best poet in the Poetry Realm in my eyes. I find all of your pieces a blessing with true, indepth takes on whatever you may be speaking about.. Also, with beautiful titles to secure the meaning that of the piece that you're writing. I found these tiny lines amazing..

    "And one day before I doze off
    I shall plant my seed....

    That's my word.

    That's my seed.

    It's the love she's supposed to
    Hold for me."


    .. As for voice and deliverance, the presence is what makes the voice and deliverance THERE and you have the presence, mos def. You have it within each word you record down on paper from pen. Simply a great piece, family. All my love and blessings..
    test
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