Holy (Poem Featured in my Book)

A man
so handsome,
about to be thirty,
so young.

He is no god,
life full of mistakes,
imperfections,
unfulfilled dreams.

When seen on the streets,
he is just
another average man
who hides the charm
of his soul.

His morals are holy
an angel in disguise
doing good deeds,
or at least he tries.

Never perfect
but neither evil.

When I lay next to him,
I feel like a devil
tempting
the pure into being
a human.

He tends to forgive
all the things
I do
that taint
the purity of his soul.

Respectful of my humanity;
he is a biblical figure
waiting until I let myself
get blessed
by his holy touch.

He is my religion,
a role model
in the literal sense,
and I know
his humility will not comprehend
why I see him this way.

The poem is taken from my Poetry Book: The A to Z of You and Me which is available on Amazon and Kindle. Be sure to check out the book as well as two other featured poems Angel, Silence.

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Silence (Poem Featured in my Book)

Here is a video of me reading the poem:

I enter the room,
my footsteps echo,
as the cold air
touches my skin.

My heart beating,
body breathing,
no other movement
can be heard.

You are nowhere to be seen,
my eyes remain hopeful,
trying to find a trace
of any of your belongings.

No luck,
I hear the clock tick and tock,
and that is the only sound
I can hear.

The walls keep on closing on me,
time running out,
I am suffocating out of oxygen,
suffering in silence.

Then, I scream,
sound waves breaking out the silence,
can you hear me
squeal in pain?

I try breaking out the walls,
find a way to communicate
but I am locked inside,
constantly knocking for your reply.

There is no light that gives me hope,
darkness shrouds the room,
and I lay here waiting,
I will keep on waiting,
until I hear your voice again.

The poem is taken from my Poetry Book: The A to Z of You and Me which is available on Amazon and Kindle. Be sure to check out the book as well as two other featured poems: Angel, Holy.

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Angel (Poem Featured in my Book)

From the moment I saw you,
I knew,
you were different.

There was something about your gaze,
it pierced right through me,
creating a feeling
that I had never encountered before.

Your words were like prophecies,
showered from the heavens,
carried by an angelic vessel – your soul.

My lips can speak in four languages,
when they touched your lips
it became five,
building a whole new library
of unspoken words and body language.

Like an angel,
you swooped me from above,
lifted me higher,
together we started soaring
until my whole world changed.

I am sure that words cannot do justice
to the experience you brought to me;
yet I will do my best
to express
all the beautiful things
you make me feel.

~

The poem is taken from my Poetry Book: The A to Z of You and Me which is available on Amazon and Kindle. Be sure to check out the book as well as two other featured poems: Holy, Silence.

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