| Mike's Word |
| This is where you will find some old and recent works of mine. No one really knows that I write & this is the first time that I'm letting the world see a glimpse of my work...But in the words of the late great poet, Tupac Amaru Shakur, "Writing is the eye to the soul!" I 'll be adding to the pieces periodically - so check often to read a new one! Hope you enjoy some of my innermost thoughts & please leave your comments (both good & bad!) in my guestbook on my home page. I dedicate this page to all the beautfiful women of the world. A special dedication to my lifelong bestfriend Oraine. |
| The P's Of Love The majestic power of love is a single continuum With two extremes that can tear a ravaging sea open Pain opposes Pleasure on this mighty plane The infectious ecstasy in the blindness of Pleasure Can make the smell of opium seem weak Wars can be fought and conquered Yet the senses will be oblivious Because the heights of pleasure in love Can numb the fiercest of tempting emotions Not as radiant, but just as vehement is Pain The anguish that comes with love can torch the pyre of the soul Burning up all that is within While its glowing cinders ignite others The weak-hearted bearer of love allows woe Making a decision that is against the flowing tide Chosing to cry instead of basking in bliss For there are even the melancholy few Whose belief it is that they are the victims of fate The casualties of a cruel form of love That keeps them away from the object of their desires Those should awake from their sleep of misery To breathe what is a joyful air that fills the soul Accept that theirs is an auspiciously divine gift The tide in the sea of love flows ever upwards To the exalted skies of Pleasure. Michael J. M |
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| Fantasy In Reality I apologize For not seeing your face when I look at you For I have forgotten the view the world can see When I look at your face I see the heart of the woman I love I see more beauty that can ever be imagined The attractiveness of your soul Makes my winter�s heart feel unconventional I hear the sweet, melodious chirping of birds I feel the warmth of your breath although I stand afar It takes courage to feel pain But when I look at you, my timid soul Feels as fearless as an autumn leaf flying to Oblivion I experience a therapeutic emotion when I look at you. I apologize for not seeing what the world sees I can only see your heart Filled with tears of disguised unhappiness Longing for freedom from a world of captivity Yet yearning for the warmth of an enclosed love Your beauty, apparent to all, Lies much deeper than the eyes can see For with my heart I can view your soul With the eyes of love I can feel your heart You are my every dream come true You are my fantasy in reality. Michael J. M |
| Distance My heart yearns for solace Found only in your touch The simplicity of your smile Reduces the complexity of my heart There is irony in our distance For thy heart is in all of its ecstasy Because you are here with me Every second of every moment A man is nothing without love As a poet is dull without inspiration Timeless is the love I enjoy That thou shall possess infinitely. Michael J. M |
| Marked Forever As wrong as the belief that wisdom comes with age Is the understanding that love can be bought Or carved in stone and on bodies for all too see For wisdom, at any age, comes from within. When the heart, like the mind, is ready So too will it luxuriate in its beatitude. Love cannot be written, nor can it be drawn. But etched in the hearts of its beholders It shall be as loud as a thunderous waterfall Flowing in the hearts of those who copulate For much longer than their mortal hearts Rhythmically play their synchronous tune. Michael J. M |
| Beauty Beauty is not restricted to the confines of the skin It radiates far beyond vision The tenderness of a smile can touch the soul Sight of the recipient becomes profoundly perceptive To the nascence of the resplendent beauty The caring comfort of sincere friendship And assurance of trustworthy listening Makes the heart glossier than a gemstone True beauty can transcend the limits of imagination To an oblivious atmosphere of emotion Where the eyes are mere icons of stillness And the heart guides the soul throughout eternity In a land called Love. Michael J. M |
| Copyright � Michael J. M 2001 |
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