This experience that we call life,
is a little too complex to end with death;
A cycle of forgotten rebirths,
we flow purposefully with time.
...
Everyone loves
a love poet
who is intelligent
and attractive.
...
Who will befriend me an infinite years from now,
if I were to descend from heaven with no
knowledge and memories of my past lives once
again? Will I be cast aside, and sentenced
...
I stole my smile
with my own negative thoughts,
I tricked my eyes
with my own false images,
...
Should I honor thee with your pen,
or remind you of who you still are,
now that wisdom has opened the eyes
of men, and clothed them with self-same
...
You may have forgotten, forgotten about
the paradise, the paradise far far away,
and of the goddess who died, who died
from love and her passion to nurture
...
I woke up with my Ka on a Spring day,
no longer delirious, no longer asleep,
I analyze creation in a quest to better
understand my surroundings, life is our
...
Science, the field of intelligence, self-
awareness, and logic, the field that argues
that God could exist through signs and
physical data; physical data: Intelligent
...
Ole soul, who are you, and where are you
from? Ole soul, what I mean is, what are
you? An African soul, a schizophrenic
philosopher, a natural poet, a starry lover,
...
You live beyond your programming code, beyond the
desires of the average human, and that is why I cherish you.
Darling, you love, and you love, and you love, and so I love you.
...
Those first 25 years that we love so much,
are neither sound or real, a prelude to our
forgotten lives, they haunt us, day and night —
And so all we do, is run and hide, run and hide
...
There are scars above my heart
disguised as birthmarks that I
should have known were from you.
...
My nappy hair Queen, magic of lost
Saint-Domingue, I don't know if I will
ever make love to a soul as sweet
as yours ever again, or truly repay
...
The senses capture, and the mind processes,
and the delusions come into existence, day
after day, from one day to the next, but do not
forget me, an intelligent boy, broken, scarred,
...
I bit the apple, I bit the apple, and after,
I saw the fabrics of creation; baby, I saw chaos,
endless Chaos, everywhere I looked; baby,
I bit the apple, I bit the apple, and saw God panicking,
...
Long ago, lovers fell in love with humans,
and befriended them and their struggles in
ways that only lovers knew, and so let us live
for love, darling, for you too are like me,
...
Pretty woman, pretty woman, mother of eternal beauty, Godest of the African Mystic;
You molded me again, and left me forever youthful, forever grateful, forever indebted to love;
Forever dreaming, forever dreaming, forever looking, forever looking, for you, for you, starry lover;
Godest, Godest, Godest, of the Mystic, of the Mystic, of the Mystic, night--- dancing, dancing, dancing, flawlessly, flawlessly, with light--- Atem-woman, Eye-Tin Woman.
...
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Conscience V. Science
This experience that we call life,
is a little too complex to end with death;
A cycle of forgotten rebirths,
we flow purposefully with time.
Toiling through our gifts and interests,
we endlessly strive from one life to the next.
To nurture and build, one may think
is the calling, but what really is a calling
in a world full with the endlessness of ideas;
Darling, this experience that we call life,
is a little too complex to end with death--—
This indeed is a masterpiece. I couldn't help but marvel at the intellectual sagacity you displayed in this work.
Thank you for taking the time to read my work, and for the feedback. They mean a lot to me, and I really appreciate them.
Methinks, a question mark should be in the 3rd stanza but not on the 1st line then 'full' filled.