Touch me not
I feel so shy if you touch,
Never think more or ideas vouch,
Prison I feel as water in pouch,
Neither words nor offer much,
With first light I open,
Leaves fresh and arm widen,
Open to embrace but shame laden,
Eyes stare but words hidden,
I need a touch smooth and delicate,
I shut my eyes if matters complicate,
It is not crown, kingdom so I abdicate,
Shyness, mildness and oneness indicate,
I may mushroom and naturally bloom,
Moment you touch face become gloom,
Even closed doors and windows in room,
Face get reddish and shyness zoom,
“Touch me not” say I won’t allow,
Not shake hand or word hello,
I can’t and hide face in pillow,
Never look up face and eyes below,
Allow it to happen natural way,
Not you wait to hear my say,
Not respect but feelings pay,
Not to loose hope as you are ray,
Female or ladies always like fold,
Handsome gents and approach bold,
If touched once feel body cold,
Soul and body never feel sold,
Ladies have quality inherent,
Does not depend on advice of parent,
Face always down with eyes to speak,
No words to speak or silence to break,
Can’t be won over by false promise,
Moments fact known entry dismiss,
Dream remains dream and always to miss,
Sudden end with nothing more to kiss,
To be in fold is act holy pure,
Bonding takes place if both are sure,
“Promise to be on side ‘words assure,
No evil takes place as steps taken sure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A simple no to touch
Females stand for another name called shyness
They are reserved and don't come out with openness
This is precious gift from God and they are truly aligned
No one can think of deserting them and so they stay unaligned
They are often compared to a plant called 'touch me not'
The plant straight way shrink even if you go near and simply touch
Its condition is compared to that of beautiful woman
Little closeness may compel them to run away from man
Thousands of thoughts just come in mind and disappear
Few sweet words from her may remove this fear
We will forget all our pains and try to go near
Both may then vow to see each other, share and bear
This is how the relation develops when they come closer
Shyness may disappear and may prefer for exposure
It may make her stand very clear and also reassure
She may go in for the bond and feel very secure
The nature has put same feeling in plants and women
They act in same way as possibly do the humans
They shy away in anger or happiness with slight pretext
They don't wait for any explanation or go through the text
“Touch me not” open up with first day light
Come to boom when everything is right
They are open to embrace but go down with shame
It is their inherent weakness and we can't blame
They need smooth touch with delicacy
They don't prefer exposure on regular frequency
Females also shut eyes if matters complicate
It is nothing but shyness, and eagerness to indicate
I may mushroom and naturally bloom,
Moment you touch me, my face become gloom,
Even if you close the doors and windows in room,
Face may get reddishness as shyness zoom
'Touch me not' say I won't allow
Not shake hand with words 'hello'
Ladies may hide face in pillow
Never look up by keeping eyes below,
Allow it to happen in natural way
You wait for it until hear the clear say
Respect my feelings and allow me to grow
You need not loose hope as I may come close and show
Female partner or ladies always like safe fold,
Handsome gentleman may look very bold,
Body may burn with disappearance of cold
Soul and body may combine and never feel left out or sold
Ladies may not take lead and start the initiative
They may prefer to remain inactive
This is apparent from their known action
The fears and doubts must go off without any reaction
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Novocaine
When I was ten, fell out of bed
Got three stitches in my head
It hurt like hell
I saw the blood, I felt the pain
I'd like to feel it once again
'Cause I don't feel it
Then I got stung, right on the face
I screamed and ran around the place
It hurt like hell
I swelled right up, I burned for days
I'd like to feel it once again
Cause when you touch me
When you hold me
When you kiss me
I don't feel anything
When you touch me
When you hold me
When you kiss me
It's just like Novocaine
I remember every cut and scrape
I've been numb so long
Something's wrong
So I'll take anything
I slap my face, I pull my hair
Just to see if something's there
It should hurt like hell
I miss the pinch, I miss the pain
That shock sensation in my brain
Cause when you touch me
When you hold me
When you kiss me
I don't feel anything
When you touch me
When you hold me
When you kiss me
I don't feel anything
When you touch me (When you touch me)
When you hold me (When you hold me)
When you kiss me
I don't feel it
When you touch me (When you touch me)
When you hold me (When you hold me)
When you kiss me
It's just like Novocaine
I don't feel anything
I don't feel it
I don't feel it
I don't feel it
Well, I don't feel it
No, I don't feel it
I don't feel it
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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The Promise (tracy Chapman)
The Promise
If you wait for me then I’ll come for you
Although I’ve traveled far
I always hold a place for you in my heart
If you think of me, if you miss me once in awhile
Then I’ll return to you
I’ll return and fill that space in your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
If you dream of me like I dream of you
In a place that’s warm and dark
In a place where I can feel the beating of your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
I’ve longed for you and I have desired
To see your face your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
If you’ll be waiting
I’ve longed for you and I have desired
To see your face, your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I’ll find my way back to you
Please say you’ll be waiting
Together again
It would feel so good to be
In your arms
Where all my journeys end
If you can make a promise if it’s one that you can keep, I vow to come for you
If you wait for me and say you’ll hold
A place for me in your heart.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Oh, mom please
I was so much attached to my mother
She was kind and no one can be like her
All mothers may be same as to be called
I miss her all the time when recalled
What to speak and what to miss
She will touch the hand and kiss
She will hold the body and embrace
I could see tears on her face
That she will feel enough of joy when we are near
Our safety was her concern and she had unknown fear
She would not tell it in open but disclose sometimes
I used to stare at her in disbelief and see wet eye with tears
I have seen her very closely and observed some good aspects
I have realized how mothers have been always commanding and had great respect
She would not let things pass easily until we told the truth
She would not forces on us for asking any proof
I may sit in her lap and find whole world
She was mild but aggressive and cold
She would blow wild in no time
And come down too any time
I would gaze her in eyes and it will comfort
Being child I had association and good rapport
She would move her fingers in my hair
I would feel gentle breeze from the air
Mom, tell me how you brought me in this world?
How were dad and you tied in not and got in fold?
She would smiling say nothing and hide the face
I would again stare at her face and wait for reply in case
Mom was happy all the time in our company
Our family comprised of not so many
We were few in numbers and enjoyed too much
But she was quite different as such
She would call all of us to sit before her
She will instill confidence and advise us not to bother
“So long she is there” we need not feel insecure
She would say often to make us very sure
I would touch her nerve to no more
I will try to know and explore
About our ancestors and grandmother
She would feel bitterness at reference of others
“I was not preferred only for marriage”
Your dad was black and I had to manage
Grandma was too reserve to accept the fact
She thought We had committed a sinful act
She did not bless us till the last
She remained with her views very steadfast
She was obsessed with creed, color and cast
She saw so much hatred in contrast
I thought for a while and left her alone
It devastated me as if hit by cyclone
Some of the silly things shatter our life
Mother had tolerated enough as wife
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tenderly you come
tenderly you come
to touch the locks of hair
that rest there on the pillow
feathered in a dream
i sleep my silence long
two words for its spell
and no silence for a word
you touch my face and line it
up in warmth through glass
that stands there instead of window
sundialed roomed so spacious
i sleep my silence long
two words for its spell
and no silence for a word
you open eyes of a closure
'neath unfaithful sky
to write me there word cloudward
wipe me away or melt
in my sleep silence long
two words for its spell
and no silence for a word
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Happy
When I look at you
I know what you say is true.
When I hear your voice
I know I made the right choice.
When I smell your smell
I remember how hard I fell.
When I feel your touch
I know why I love you so much.
When I feel your arms around me
I melt into you softly.
When I feel your hand in mine
I know everything will be just fine.
When I feel your kiss
I know exactly what I will miss.
When I look into your eyes
I know you will tell me no lies.
When I know you're near
I have no fear.
When I sense you're around
Nothing can bring me down.
When I hear your name
I feel my face enflame.
When you just appear
I feel this uncontrollable want for you, my dear.
When I touch your skin
I feel this electricity within.
When I'm with you I always smile,
I feel wonderful just getting to sit with you for awhile.
When you rub my feet
I feel my heart skip a beat.
When I hear you speak
I feel my legs go weak.
When I touch your lips with mine
I feel a tingle run down my spine.
When I think of us together
I want us to remain that way forever.
When we talk or you're with me
I feel so incredibly happy.
poem by Ashley Reese
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I Love You
I must be crazy now
Maybe I dream too much
But when I think of you
I long to feel your touch
To whisper in your ear
Words that are old as time
Words only you would hear
If only you were mine
I wish I could go back to the very first day I saw you
Should've made my move when you looked in my eyes
'Cause by now I know that you'd feel the way that I do
And you'd whisper these words as you'd lie here by my side
I love you
Please say you love me too
These three words
They could change our lives forever
And I promise you that we will always be together
'Til the end of time
So today I finally find the courage deep inside
Just to walk right up to your door
But my body can't move when I finally get to it
Like a thousand times before
Then without a word you handed me this letter
Read I hope this finds the way into your heart
song performed by by Faith Hill from Faith
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Quiero Tu Manos Por Todo Mi Cuerpo
If I could just touch you
Maybe I could breathe
But, because I can't touch you
It's like I can't speak, walk, or see
A look in your eyes-
One like NEVER before
It seems to just haunt me
Until I'm left screaming for more
If only I could feel you
For at least just a moment
Just one touch, one taste-
And, I'd make it mine and just own it
I promise one touch
Is all that I need
I'll then live off of the memory
Of that one touch-I plead...
But, if I do feel you,
I may crumble to the floor
I may extend a hand
And, beg for one more...
It is you that I long for,
As I desperately try to gasp for a breath...
And, I just need to feel YOU...
I now mourn your absence like a death!
And, while they try to bury you
Paralyzed-I fall to the ground!
I try to stand up, I open my mouth,
But, to no surprise-I can't make a sound!
But, I know that you feel it
No words were ever needed...
The memories they haunt me,
Like a button that's stuck, or a show that's repeated-
I can see you and hear you,
I feel the energy lighting the room
The darkness, the light,
A black rose in full bloom
I can practically taste you
It's the Laws of Nature we can't defy
You can't prevent it from happening
It's something that you just can't deny...
I know that you feel me
As I course through your veins
I could be the perfect drug
As I surrender-you hold the reigns!
It's a lust, and a longing
It's DEVOURING need..
It's obsession-I crave you
And, now you feel it, indeed!
So I reach out a hand,
You must embrace this fate
The air, it is thick
And, it IS getting late!
So walk with me,
If only one time...
Because you DO feel my desire...
Yes, we've cross that line.
© Copyright 2011 Nicole Settimi/Dark Lyric Poetry
Dark Lyric Poetry by The Dark Artist Nicole Settimi
poem by Nicole Settimi
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The Bloke Who Is Wearing Dark Glasses
The bloke who is wearing dark glasses his eyes from me hidden away
Yet the sun is not even shining it is quite an overcast day
In my direction he keeps staring and that sort of does bother me
Which to say the least feels quite perturbing since his hidden eyes I cannot see
To me he is a complete stranger one that I have not seen before
In my direction he keeps staring as he stands by the Super-store door
If I could see his eyes I'd feel happier I look on a face without eyes
On an overcast day his dark glasses the windows to his soul disguise
I feel uncomfortable in the presence of people wearing dark glasses why this should be I do wonder why
But their right for to wear the dark eyes shades one of them could never deny
But our eyes can tell us more about us than words of us ever can say
They can make you look kind and compassionate or cold hearted in a cold way
An unsmiling face wearing dark glasses from across the street stare at me
I do feel as one in discomfort when a face with hidden eyes I do see.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Promise
If you wait for me then Ill come for you
Although Ive traveled far
I always hold a place for you in my heart
If you think of me, if you miss me once in awhile
Then Ill return to you
Ill return and fill that space in your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
Ill find my way back to you
If youll be waiting
If you dream of me like I dream of you
In a place thats warm and dark
In a place where I can feel the beating of your heart
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
Ill find my way back to you
If youll be waiting
Ive longed for you and I have desired
To see your face your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
Ill find my way back to you
If youll be waiting
Ive longed for you and I have desired
To see your face, your smile
To be with you wherever you are
Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
Ill find my way back to you
Please say youll be waiting
Together again
It would feel so good to be
In your arms
Where all my journeys end
If you can make a promise if its one that you can keep, I vow to come for you
If you wait for me and say youll hold
A place for me in your heart.
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Write A Poem In Utter Simplicity
do not complicate
what is obvious
to our senses
our sense of touch
does not require
so many words
feel and write
do not ever think some more
it will just be painful
watch the images
pass
just a glance
do not stare much
there will be so much
glare
so much light
injuring your eyes
in a moment
of truth
close your eyes
and then
open your heart
it will be restful
like a good night's sleep
a nice dream
where harsh reason
cannot have
dominion
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She Brought Them All Kindly To Her Grave
of course i know what coldness is
apart from something that is cool
when mother died her hands were extremely cold
for my hold
i let them go
there was no sadness
there was that happiness of letting her rest
and giving myself a little space
for tomorrow
when coldness comes again in an empty room
with open windows
i know not what panic shall be
my hands are extremely cold these days
when i kiss them
my lips become frozen
they break like glasses
i cannot speak
there is no way that my tongue shall give in to
words
it cannot face coldness in the mirror
of my face
since you ask and you demand an explanation i open my hands
and i let your hands touch them
i cannot speak i am afraid i will be cruel
you must hold these extreme coldness for a long time
so you can all let them go
like white birds against a dark sky
so you can also experience what happiness
i had when i let go off
mama's fears
when mama closed her eyes
because what was important she knew
need not be said anymore
she brought them all kindly to her grave
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Read My Lips
verbal silence. read my lips.
if you see them.
read the words. read it here.
these words. read them like
flowers in the garden.
these words speak a little.
tips of the iceberg. They are less
compared to the color of my eyes
the warmth of my fingers
the suppressed beatings of my heart.
these words that you read.
if only you can see my lips.
if only you can see my face.
and body, naked on the flowing sheet of
pure paper. IF only you know
what silence means, how emptiness
eats it, if only you know how inferior
verbs and adjectives are
compared to the caresses of the hands
and the tenderness of the fingers,
touch.
read the lines silently.
these words do not shape my lips.
they come to your eyes.
in the silence of your understanding.
never shall they speak
about me. they only talk about
the hands that write sometimes
without any meaning at all.
infinitives are not infinite.
neither do verbs know what is it to be still.
and adjectives talk only about the surface.
deep under, the noise begins.
and silence of the verbs move to another side.
now, the mountains of ideas collapse
and bury the casualties of silence.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Under The Moonlight
Under this moonlight I know I have no chance with you,
You look at me with such sadness,
Those eyes put me under a spell,
A spell I can not break,
Such sorrow,
Under the moonlight,
You glow with such beauty,
Your smile,
Your laughter,
Your touch,
How I miss those,
My eyes feel with tears,
Such sadness,
You can not bare to ignore,
Under this moonlight,
You say I look beautiful,
You look at me as if we were to kiss under this moonlight,
I can feel your hands all around me,
You speak to me with soften words,
You wisper in my ears,
Under the moonlight,
You shine like the sun,
You made me happy till the day you left me with a broken promise,
A broken heart,
Under this moonlight,
I cried for you,
A soften words you can not hear,
Something that I rather leave behind,
Something you and I don't belong,
Under the moonlight,
We say our goodbyes.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Let The Heart Speak From Within
Does the heart need any real words spoken
Can it not just simply feel without words
Sometimes words speak too much
Sometimes words lose their touch
Does the eyes see what they wish too
Is it merely just for beauty's sake
Does the eyes see truly what's on the inside
Does the eyes sometimes try to deny
Let the heart speak from within.
poem by Suelynn Walters
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See Me In The Mirror
Do you see me standing here,
locked up inside your mirror?
I watch you every day,
standing here inside your mirror.
Why can’t you look over here
at your mirror and see me floating,
waiting to be heard.
I talk to you for hours but
you never hear.
Your mirror keeps me bound
here, unable to touch, stuck in here.
I see you look around nervously,
as if you can sense my presence in here.
I shout, I stomp, I scream and yell.
You turn, quickly, to your mirror.
Your eyes widen with fear.
No! , I yell as you turn away.
Please don’t leave me alone in here.
It’s cold and lonely, please speak to me.
Your shoulders stiffen and
then relax outside your mirror.
Finally, you look at me and speak.
You ask me why I’m here and stay.
I tell you I don’t know.
I’m just stuck standing in your mirror.
You poor thing, you say, feeling sorry for me.
It’s alright, I say, you’ve kept me company all day.
You come closer and stand nearer to your mirror.
You raise your hand to the glass, and I raise mine.
A vibrant burst of beautiful light emanates from your mirror.
Real. I feel your hand touch mine.
I feel the roughness and the smoothness.
Free at last, I am finally real, to come and go as I feel.
To touch and be touched, and to give and take.
I kiss your cheeks and your mouth.
Thank you, I tell your shocked face.
Your rough hands cup my shocked face.
You return my hesitant kisses with your assured ones.
You are mine, girl in the mirror, you tell me.
I am yours, boy outside the mirror, I tell you.
Finally we are together.
poem by Brooke Harris
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So what will it be?
So what will it be?
What will it be?
What will it be?
When the sun rises
With life hitches that you try to stitch
In your everyday struggle
So what will it be?
What will it be?
What will it be?
When you try to analyse
Instead of embracing
What’s been thrown before you?
You may think you have the answer
But whatever it is
I get your point
Let me be blunt
Open your mind, open your eyes
Can’t you understand?
For it is not that easy
Life itself is messy and greasy
You are probably wondering
What I am talking about
I am talking about yesterday
I am talking about last month
About last year
I am talking about that time we first met
In this worlds mysterious set
When we both not scared to experiment
I remember the flirty words we first spoke
And how sensual you felt in the morning when we awoke
I remember your hot feverish kisses
Which with your slender tongue you unleashed
I remember your gentle touch
And the feel of your silky skin
Our exchange of hot body fluids
When you delivered your goods
A choice of broken moods
Brought it all to an end my friend
Since then
I have an inclination
A declaration
It is my confession
My virtual animation
Of my vivid imagination
Of what events should take place between me and you
Sometimes people never know
How you feel inside and they go
Leaving you low
As time grows
So I say it out aloud
If you cant hear
It may get to you by word of mouth
Now we meet again
I hope this time not in vain
There is something here I fear
For when I look into your eyes
You body silently trembles
And your fixed smile resembles
That of Miss Queen Latifas
From afar
Your natural spontaneous gaze
Embroids and glitters your face
When I touch you
You shake like a leaf
While I play with your scarf
I want to taste the lily of your valley
And touch your cream coloured honey
I want to feel the skin of your world with my lips
And listen to your moaning sounds on my trip
But for now we can start with a kiss
It’s a bit of a hit and miss
This is my fantasy
A living reality of my needs
So what will be?
What will it be?
What will it be?
My illusion
My final conclusion
Is perpetually simple
You were meant to be
For you and me
Can’t you see?
So what will it be?
© Sylvia Chidi- 17 October 2005
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Midnight Greeting
Dark is the hour I awake
A shadow moves sly and fast
I rub my eyes to have a look
Nothing is there and do I laugh
My Imagination running wild
I lay my head down to sleep
I feel a sudden cold touch
I'm too scared to even speak
Midnight Greeting
I see your face faintly I do
Although I don't understand
What is it you want from me
You reach and touch my hand
I feel weak and so confused
My heart pounds so fast inside
You stand there and just stare
I wish not to open my eyes
Midnight Greeting
What have I done so wrong
You stand tall and peer at me
I shakes so badly I do inside
How I wish this all not to be
The odd smell of old flowers
I left up my head your gone
Why must you do this to me
You'll return before too long
Midnight Greeting
poem by Suelynn Walters
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When You Say Nothing At All (Rumba)
It's amazing
How you can speak
Right to my heart
Without saying a word,
You can light up the dark
Try as I may
I could never explain
What I hear when
You don't say a thing
[CHORUS:]
The smile on your face
Lets me know
That you need me
There's a truth
In your eyes
Saying you'll never leave me
The touch of your hand says
You'll catch me
Whenever I fall
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all
All day long
I can hear people
Talking out loud
But when you hold me near
You drown out the crowd
(The crowd)
Try as they may
They can never define
What's been said
Between your
Heart and mine
[Repeat chorus twice]
(You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all)
The smile on your face
The truth in your eyes
The touch of your hand
Let's me know
That you need me
[Repeat chorus]
(You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all)
The smile on your face
The truth in your eyes
The touch of your hand
Let's me know
That you need me
(You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all
You say it best
When you say
Nothing at all)
song performed by by Ronan Keating
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I Want You To Need Me
I want to be the face you see when you close your eyes
I want to be the touch you need every single night
I want to be your fantasy
And be your reality
And everything between
I want you to need me
Like the air you breathe
I want you to feel me
In everything
I want you to see me
In your every dream
The way that I taste you feel you breathe you need you
I want you to need me
Like I need you
I want to be the eyes that look deep into your soul
I want to be the world to you
I just want it all
I want to be your deepest kiss
The answer to your every wish
I'm all you ever need
[Chorus]
More than you could know
And I need you
To never never let me go
And I need to be deep inside your heart
I just want to be everywhere you are....
I want to be the face you see when you close your eyes
I want to be the touch you need every single night
I want to be your fantasy
And be your reality
And everything between
song performed by by Celine Dion from All The Way... A Decade Of Song
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