Good Bye!

Hello Followers and Fellow Poets,

Mad About has finally run its course. Since there isn’t much to share at the moment as my pen seems to run out of ink and my inspiration left me, I’ve decided to close this blog.

On a good note, I’m not done with my writing poems so if you’re still interested in my works, you can always follow me at The Elusive Scribe.

Thank you for taking the time in visiting my blog. I appreciate all the feedback and likes. 🙂

Hope to hear from you soon!

Remember You By

there’s still that letter to write
that last poem to finish
one more song to listen to
a dream to remember you by

there’s still a story that needs an ending
that question that needs to be answered
one more night together
a kiss to remember you by

-©eamarifosque 121614-

Reborn

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stirring from the ashes of once forgotten hearth
rising like molten heat breaking the surface
it flows still down the barren canals
where echoes of tears used to tread
melting away remnants of fears
bringing life to dead limbs
cheeks suffused with blood

brilliant are the eyes that open to the skies
a wisp of breath escapes from parted lips
waking from a nightmare embraced
the cold no longer bothers her
as melting icicles of loneliness
pool beneath her dainty feet
dissolving in the heat

reborn from the scattered debris of shattered love
the shackles of emptiness are now laid bare
hands and feet will no longer be dragged
down into the well of familiar despair
for the sun is rising with warmth
and the chilling night
no longer remains

-©eamarifosque 053014-

When Love Attacks

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“Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks
simultaneously the head, the heart, and the senses.” – Lao Tzu

Love indeed is the strongest,
always striking three times
the head, the senses and the heart,
leaving you a prisoner of chaos and passion.

Its sound resounds loud and clear,
reverberating to your very being,
the ecstasy flowing through your fingertips
taking you further than you’ve ever been.

It transforms you into an unexpected poet
as you write of the passion that stirs
with every thunderous beat of your heart
into words that your lips and eyes wish to speak of.

It changes you without warning, slowly but surely,
like the incoming tide on the sandy shore,
washing away bits and pieces of who you are,
yet polishing you into scarred perfection.

It is cruel at times but there is room for sweetness,
though a bitter taste can linger when its taken for granted,
there are still other spices to stir love’s concoction with
that will dilute the aftertaste of love forsaken.

Love indeed is the strongest, for it can make and unmake you,
bind and break you, wound and heal you,
destroy and rebuild you, capture and release you,
and it goes on and on, never faltering, timeless as time itself.

-©eamarifosque 021714-

Be My Valentine

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Should I write you a love letter
letting the sweetest words appear
on these blank pieces of paper
telling you what I’d do if you’re near?

Should I woo you with kisses
press them tenderly upon your lips,
and with the softest of touch shall caress
your cheeks with my fingertips?

Should I read you a poem tonight
the one that I’ve kept hidden all this time
read it with such passionate delight
not listening to it would be a crime?

Should I dance for you under the starlit skies
swaying hips in rhythm with the flames
capturing your attention and your desires
bringing passion to our little games?

Should I make you mine this valentine
and offer my heart to you on bended knee,
whisper to you how I want you to be mine
and share the secret that love whispered to me?

-©eamarifosque 021214-

Longing

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there is a longing in the sigh of the wind
cold breath that presses against the skin
timid in its softness as it blows
ruffling the edges of a dream.

a secret longing hard pressed to keep
slowly straining to be released
a wish to be unleashed unchecked
to claim what it most desires.

such sweet longing whispered into the night
praying into the starlit skies
an end to the waiting and the wanting
a light in the darkness to shine.

-eamarifosque 011414-

Choice

What choice is there for me
except to love you unconditionally?
Why give up the happiness that blooms
whenever you glance my way?
I would let the butterflies spread their wings
and flit and float and tickle me pink
because I chose to let my heart fall in love
with someone as mysterious as you.
Why should I choose to reside in darkness
when I found the light within you?
I would take that step closer to your beating heart
and let its music surround me
because you’re the choice I will forever make.

-eamarifosque 010314-