venus says
ouch
a sharp prick
from cupids finest
hazy liquid spreading
from the witches
cauldron brew
masterminded by
venus
lovers patron
who makes you
fall and then rise
in love
the most catching bug
for those
beautiful at heart
p.s all is not fair in
love and war
in love never play
to loose
so the mighty
venus says
Shihab
During war times romance becomes refuge and relief for many a souls.good write.read my poem on kashmir "my kashmir".its something special.
During war times romance becomes refuge and relief for many a souls.good write.read my poem on kashmir "my kashmir".its something special.
Frank James Ryan Jr./FjR
A perfecto storyline for a gal that expresses passion and romance with such classic flavour ! Rema, your scope of poetics keeps reaching up & beyond with both quality & diversification....Still your true forte(as we all do have one.....Mine of course being the ugly ghoulish darkside of life & death)is Romance...and your style is both warm & powerful....Hope you & yours had a Merry & memorable Christmas !~FjR~
A perfecto storyline for a gal that expresses passion and romance with such classic flavour ! Rema, your scope of poetics keeps reaching up & beyond with both quality & diversification....Still your true forte(as we all do have one.....Mine of course being the ugly ghoulish darkside of life & death)is Romance...and your style is both warm & powerful....Hope you & yours had a Merry & memorable Christmas !~FjR~
poetwithcancer
Dear Rema, // Thank you for this lovely poem, "Venus Says." Truly a little gem of a poem. Written with poise and taste and skill, it is an erotic poem, through its delightful double entendres. Even in my situation, I want and, I would say, my deepest heart needs, love. And also, yes, sexual love as well. And even in these bad circumstances, I have found a few fleet days of love; as well as, on occasion, an illusion of love, that was still worth my time and gave me joy while it lasted. // I'll bet you some highly blessed guy's wonderful girlfriend. I'll bet you are someone's treasured Venus. I hope he treats you well, and makes you the queen of his life and the best beloved of his heart. I hope that the Mighty Aphrodite--Aphrodite, as the Greeks called the better known Roman Venus--gives you smiles and laughter, joy and pleassure, tender moments of deep devoted love, and the gentle care of a lover fully worthy of the name lover in all its multifaceted aspects. Actually, I'm speaking metaphorically: I hope that the true God of this cosmos, under whatever name you call God, grants you these good things that you have brought into my mind and heart today, as a great Christmas gift to me on a lonely Christmas. // A poem of such beauty and charm as this could only have been written by one of two kinds of heart: first, a heart that has all the beauty and blessings of love and life I have just described; or, second, a heart that dreams of them, and yearns to have them. Either way, here is a poem I have read on Christmas that lifted my spirit--in this case no double entendre intended, at least for now--and made me rejoice in the joys of life, and in my memories of the brief periods of time when I found and felt the highest happiness of life: romantic, erotic, spiritual love, all those qualities bound together in a precious stream of magically unfolding time. // Thank you for the delight and sweet dreams given to me by this lovely poem of yours. I will save it to my Favorites and I will treasure it. --Michael
Dear Rema, // Thank you for this lovely poem, "Venus Says." Truly a little gem of a poem. Written with poise and taste and skill, it is an erotic poem, through its delightful double entendres. Even in my situation, I want and, I would say, my deepest heart needs, love. And also, yes, sexual love as well. And even in these bad circumstances, I have found a few fleet days of love; as well as, on occasion, an illusion of love, that was still worth my time and gave me joy while it lasted. // I'll bet you some highly blessed guy's wonderful girlfriend. I'll bet you are someone's treasured Venus. I hope he treats you well, and makes you the queen of his life and the best beloved of his heart. I hope that the Mighty Aphrodite--Aphrodite, as the Greeks called the better known Roman Venus--gives you smiles and laughter, joy and pleassure, tender moments of deep devoted love, and the gentle care of a lover fully worthy of the name lover in all its multifaceted aspects. Actually, I'm speaking metaphorically: I hope that the true God of this cosmos, under whatever name you call God, grants you these good things that you have brought into my mind and heart today, as a great Christmas gift to me on a lonely Christmas. // A poem of such beauty and charm as this could only have been written by one of two kinds of heart: first, a heart that has all the beauty and blessings of love and life I have just described; or, second, a heart that dreams of them, and yearns to have them. Either way, here is a poem I have read on Christmas that lifted my spirit--in this case no double entendre intended, at least for now--and made me rejoice in the joys of life, and in my memories of the brief periods of time when I found and felt the highest happiness of life: romantic, erotic, spiritual love, all those qualities bound together in a precious stream of magically unfolding time. // Thank you for the delight and sweet dreams given to me by this lovely poem of yours. I will save it to my Favorites and I will treasure it. --Michael
The phrase 'beautiful at heart' makes your poem divinely meaningful...you provide a new dimension to love there, Rema...beautiful imagination and construction...congrats