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Heart of a lover

Posted in poems with tags , , , , , , on January 23, 2016 by Charles Bernard

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Come home my handsome lord
The moon is out to seek lovers
Come! let’s delight in its light
Forget the warm bosom of virgins

Nectar is sweet only for a while
Honey soothes the body and mind
Leave the drunks at their table
Come feast on a royal table

Forget philosophers and their words
Would they ever understand Love?
Come and hear of your future glories
In my bosom your happiness lies

Even without riches of gold
Or the features of your body
I will be by you my love
Steady and strong

Smiling and telling you
Sweet life stories all barren years
Till the rain returns
To our heart’s delight

You are my moon and my bloom
My rain and my rainbow
My tears and my laughter
My strength and my love

 

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Broken Spell

Posted in poems with tags , , , , , , , , , on January 18, 2016 by Charles Bernard

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Life is a miracle and love a myth
Finding the perfect one is the magic
Plenty perfect faces in the crowd
Coming and going in a frenzy
Once the spell is cast
The magic begins to take toll
 
You re-live in your head
Every little moment spent together
Even your dreams and thoughts
Becomes a theater for her show
Reality merges with illusions
Then slowly you are drown
Deep down the toxic ocean of love
 
At dawn, it is her voice you crave
At dusk, it is her arms and lips
Beneath the moonlight
Her eyes sparkle like no other
At the first hint of sunlight
Her thoughts sets the day off
 
Life is a miracle and love is magic
Endlessly you spun poems about her
Singing love songs with vivid images
You see beauty in everything
Even shadows take an abstract beauty
Such is the power of love’s spell
 
One morning you wake alone
A stale smell of sweat from the nightmare oozes
You start to remember it all
How it went down crumbling
The little fights and without warning
She had fled!
 
#greendiarynotes

Posted in poems with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on January 16, 2016 by Charles Bernard

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An Africa mother’s Advice

 

Where heads you my son?

Tonight witches shall gather

Soon the sun will go to bed

Ndubisi my son come home

Come lay in your mother’s arm

Let my love protect you

Till dawn in my warmth

 

Come my son

The moon is full tonight

Let me tell you stories

The morals you must hold

Close to your heart all your life

Let them guide your thoughts

Leading you through life’s path

 

My son

You’re a prince

Like an ant be wise

Let your judgment be sound

Let your heart be filled with mercy

Give alms to the poor

Give food to the hungry

 

My son

Fear the woman

Her love is sweet

Her heart is dark

Keep your strength

For the love you shall find

And you shall be fruitful

 

My son

I have watched you grow

Your temper is quick

I fear it would destroy you

Hold it in check

Say but a few words

Let them be your bonds

 

 

My son

Your are my strength

Do not forget me when am old

Remember the breast that fed you

And the back that carried you

Let my old bones cling unto you

Let my dry skin feel your warmth

 

My son, soon

I will be gone from here

Uphold your father’s name

Let not his legacies die

Do me proud in your deeds

From the spirit land I will smile

For even in death I will watch you

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First kiss

Posted in poems with tags , , on January 8, 2016 by Charles Bernard

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I remember that night well

It still makes my head swell

Though many years ago

Still vivid like a moment ago

It was night’s depth

By two white candles lit
Surrounded by empty desks

And mesmerized by books

Breeze came without warning

Then thunder and lightning

Off went the candles along

Sure the night would go wrong

She sighed, casting her eyes around
I inhaled her whole now

The shampoo, deodorant, her fragrance

It filled my senses

There was a strong arousal

That got a little sensual

As her little fingers found my hair

Emptying my lungs of air

Her soft lips found me first
It was our very first

The rain always reminds me
What It felt like to be you and me

Diary of triolets ( VOL1 )

Posted in poems with tags , , , , , , on June 20, 2014 by Charles Bernard

1. Shut In
I long to hear you
Say some nice words
Not many! Just few!
I long to hear you

Together we do our chores
But nothing is new
I long to hear you
Say some nice words

2. Autonomy
My mind is a free spirit
Eager to roam the globe
And beyond without limit
My mind is a free spirit

Learning to walk the rope
Every new experience is a gambit
My mind is a free spirit
Eager to roam the globe

3. Moral
Please give him a coin
Even if it is your last
Don’t look at him with scorn
Please give him a coin

Don’t walk away too fast
At least smile at his pun
Please give him a coin
Even if it is your last

4. Goodbye
Goodbye to all past days
Looking forward to tomorrow
The rising sun in my gaze
Goodbye to all past days

I stare into the mirror
I see a new face
Goodbye to all past days
Looking forward to tomorrow

5. Obsession
You won’t leave my thoughts
Every second I carry you along
I wish you know it hurts
You won’t leave my thoughts

I don’t care if it’s wrong
I keep casting lots
You won’t leave my thoughts
Every second I carry you along

6. Desire
Only eyes could speak
Thy luscious lips won’t move
My pretence was so weak
Only eyes could speak

My thoughts lost in love
Away I couldn’t look
Only eyes could speak
Thy luscious lips won’t move

7. Ambiguity
I am neither here or there
You leave me divided
I wish you are here
For! I am neither there or here

Since the day you fled
Life seem so unfair
I am neither here or there
You leave me divided

8. Avarice
Leave us loaf on the table
Least we die of hunger
As you with our fate gamble
Leave us a loaf on the table

Watching from yonder
All is in a shamble
Leave us loaf on the table
Least we die of hunger

 

9. Business
Come on dear karma
Let us trade wares
Come be my shaman
Come on! Dear karma

I wish to pay all my fares
And be free from yama
Come on dear karma
Let us trade wares

10. Secrets
Who knows my pains?
How I get through everyday
He who can perceive thoughts
Is he! Who know my pains?

Thoughts! A secret beam of ray
Hidden behind life games
Who knows my pains?
How I get through everyday

Those good old days

Posted in random with tags , , , , , on March 1, 2014 by Charles Bernard

Those good old days

Do you remember those days?
When our smiles was brightest
And we were at the brim of a new dawn
As though we will never grow old
You were the most beautiful girl for me
And I haven’t changed my view yet!

A beautiful memory is a mind’s perception
Whereas tears is meant to wash away
Tons of regrets that hunt the mind
Living in a present state of mind
Leaving the past where it belong
In the archives of time’s huge library

Thanks to you I finally start to live free
No longer have to think about you
All the time, imagining beautiful things
That would never come to pass
That I am all alone most nights
Doesn’t mean I am lonely without your calls

Everyday I see more reasons to remain alive
I meet people who are so kind to me
I began to wonder where they were before
It is funny because you use to be everything
My best friend, my worst critic and my lover
I didn’t even realize anyone else had the right to care

Hope you found the stars you chased after
And reached the gold you dug for
I pray you reach the zenith
Of all those beautiful dreams of yours
I also hope to see you someday across the street
But I don’t wish for that day to be soon

Those good old days are gone forever
And I have emerged better and stronger
No more wishes to re-live them again
Gone too is the disgusting vain pain
I am happily dancing to the sweet tunes
Of today’s song as my fate unfolds

Never too young never too old

Posted in random, Saint immortal poems collection with tags , , , , , , on February 19, 2014 by Charles Bernard

Never too young never too old

Just like the amber fierce fire
Like the stars that never fade
Like the white snow at winter seasons
Like the rose in the spring
Like the warm summer
I feel you in my heat
I smell you around me
I feel your touch in the air
I see you in my Visions
Years of laughter
Tears of sorrows
Songs of love
Your sudden departure without warning
Like the green leaf  I stare out to the sun
For though you were never too young
You were never too old to die

Saint immortal

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