Truth Be Told

Mounting Pleasures

2010-03-10T17:43:00.000-08:00

It is not fair
that I have to share my
dreams with empty resolve.

It is too much to dare to hope for
something real, to compare what is old
with something that is new.

How can I move on?
When I am brought back to the ground?
I see your face
I see your eyes
The light in them fascinates my soul
but the goal that I have in mind was to be with you.

And the undeniable mounting feelings of pleasures
that I have to give and treasure with only you
Do I dare come to reality?
And hear you say no?
That nothing can come of this
and we have to endure what is real.

A reality of exchanges
The words I do still in our ears, the commitment of our
partner's bonafide and solid.
For even if it was real we would still be in a mirror, looking at
a reflection that is shallow as a grave ande the moments day in
day out and cold as the night.

The sinful mounting pleasures guilty as it may be my lustful
shame of wanting, that is not even there

Belinda 2010

Gathering

2009-12-16T10:32:00.001-08:00

Gathering of the spirits
Singled out one by one
Mingling with the living
Which are dancing back and forth

Lights shinning brightly and
The night so majestic
How I can lay under the stars
And dream all night.

Come and touch me
Waiting with open arms
I herald your name in
My heart and in my soul
Waiting for the gathering
To bring us all home.

Belinda 09

Anarchy

2009-12-16T10:29:00.000-08:00

Constant torment

Live and up close

Watch and see how

I compose this poem

Hated dreams of nightmares

Bliss watch and see how I never

Let this miss.

Gather up you messes

And travel with me to the long

Cold graves look and watch

And see how it this unravels.

Past the love ones now dead

And gone.

Constant torment

Live and up close

Watch and see

How I transpose

Driving the knife

In your heart

Watching the blood

Flow and stain the ground

Looking into your eyes

Last bit of light

Darkness falls

And the hell begins.

Now constant torment

Hear my cry

Watch and see how my

Death drains dry.

Belinda 09

Love's Ribbon

2009-12-14T16:16:00.000-08:00

She looked upon him with admiration

Far from the transformation that she was

An angry young woman who had nothing but

Hate and vile thoughts.

Did not want to love

However, knew how to hate

Lately her heart has been closed

Being used and abused, she just did not

Have the will to break the chill.

Now he has come into her life

Beauty that only is in the eyes of the beholder

His eyes warm and cascading he soul open for the

World to see.

His voice structured and secure

he was sure of himself and strong in his beliefs

He looked into her eyes placed his hand on her face

Moving them slowly down to her lips and then bit them

Softly.

His love for her was evident

A long time without passion

For both had none to give

Now found each other

In the grip of life's torment

Blossoms a ribbon of hope.

Belinda 09

Last Seen

2009-12-13T21:57:00.000-08:00

When was the last time you seen me
Time passed the winds of change has engulfed us both
No one could have guessed that I would disappear
No one could have guessed that I would be missed
Do you miss me
For I miss you
It has been long
But it was worth it
Not to hear from you
Not to be concerned with the rigors of the stressful
Situations that you have placed me in.
Now are you glad that I am here?
Reminding you of how it was
How it could have been
What it once was
Now faded off into the sunset
A memory of the past

Been a long time
my face was a memory then
and still a memory now

Psalmist 09

Pooled Water

2009-02-28T08:44:00.000-08:00

Pooled Water
Still and calm
Like a glass mirror
With a reflection of both the
Past and the present.

Looking down I see my smile
For now, I am free Calm and majestic
Like the wind on a cool
Summer’s day.

Ripples appear
Disturbing the tranquilness
Angry now I have become.
Torrents of emotions
Wading and splashing
Washing over the happiness
And replacing it with pain.

Hurts to walk
Not able to run
Crying, tears falling
The pain now all so deafening
And now defining my life
Of endless wondering.

What now?
How can I make it right?
Swollen
Distorted
Not even looking the same
Stiffen so much lost all it’s shape.
Trying not to let it bother me
Day in and day out.

What is there left for me?
But to keep going
Keep walking
Keep running
Keep hoping

Belinda ‘09

Perverbial Fool

2009-01-08T08:26:00.000-08:00

Gave you all my time to share the fruits of passions wine
Sacrificed every bit of my soul showed you loves endless
Pleasures, yet the light was not allowed to shine

You stood in my way blocked every advance
Selfishly you held on like a ball and chain
Didn’t want me
Did not want anyone to else to have me
Cannot believe that this was how you cared

The constant hurts
Go on for days into hours at every second
Never fearing the end
Just kept on without a care in the world

Now the time has come
No pain
No endless wondering
The light that once shinned has went out
No more talking for now just too tired to make
The effort

All this time you paid me any mind, now there is constant
Reasoning and pleadings
Give me a reason why I should listen
For season after season done the same thing.
Forget it
It is done
For only a proverbial fool would through a gift
In the trash.

Belinda ‘09

Death's Window

2008-11-26T23:49:00.000-08:00

Terror grips the heart

the soul torn into darkness

blood pouring in the streets

peace gone and death takes

its place.

Crying, Shouts of terror

Wondering why

must all the life of living be

such a tragedy

Hatred mounting in the minds

of the damned carrying out

a mindless test to prove they have the power.

A deathly silence over a city in peril

Souls and minds tortured

when will all end

why must the innocent die

for a cause not of there own.

Belinda 08

*This was a poem that I wrote off the top of my head when I listen to the news this evening and found out that Mumbai was the scene of death and dispair...British and American citizens, Indian citizens being killed for nothing...Time for the innocent to fight back....Don't let this be the rule of your lives...

Broken Butterfly

2008-11-21T13:33:00.000-08:00

I watch out the window

Looking at the day

The sun shining brightly

And the wind blowing lightly

Thoughts race through my mind

Vivid images of past, present and

Most of the time the future the

Imaginaries of conflicts trials

Of tribulations, daunt my every turn

Hatred

Words twisted out of the tongue so violently

A scar to remind you the words do indeed hurt

The soul. Feelings of sorrow stained with guilt

Tears fall endlessly into rivers of pain and suffering

Damaged beyond recognition

Believe me my heart is totally done with all

The people around me.

What can be said from a torn piece of paper?

What can be written that will mend the broken heart?

What can be healed when damage has been done?

Like the wind it blows Moreover, all the sorrows of

yesterday are gone with it.

Belinda 08

When Doves Cry

2008-10-16T11:04:00.001-07:00

The screams of strife and disheartened
I can here her crying in the night
I can hear her grimes of strife
Elusive but intrusive to my peace
of mind.

Disheartened by the losses
Heart aching from all the torture that has
befallen upon her, suffering insurmountable
the tears kiss her with unknown destiny

She had a benign heart
diseased with the expectations of might
Alas she tried her unknown destiny
and ceased her life waiting at the windowsill

Who has tore her apart so savagely?
Her pain is unimaginable
Cruelty to a heart so open
Heartless is the one who did this to her.

However, alas time passes
The tears have subsided
A new day comes and healing
Is reborn
Smiles come again
Laughter flows all around

Healing helps those who are in pain
A life of strife never to be revisited in
this soul again.

Belinda ‘08

No Change Needed

2008-10-06T12:30:00.000-07:00

It was quite for a long time
Peaceful tranquil, not even a
Stir of the winds was felt.

Everyone got along
Everyone smiled and laughed
At the silliness and joking mannerisms

Now the wind has changed
The fire is burning
The old brush now burn a crimson red
The barbarisms of harsh words
Volatile exchanges should not have
Never been said

Finger pointing, name calling
Visions of real life surface in
This once tranquil place we all
Tried to run, but believe me
We could not ever hide
It is always one bad apple

Now the storm moved on
Left in its wake a torn mess
Cannot correct the damage
How can anyone manage it all?
Of this why did it have to be
Like this?

Change was never needed
For it was never necessary
Change comes when people
Are willing not because of
A disruption or anticipation
Of collaborated misunderstandings

Did I need to be told that I was too much?
A chain
A link that needed to be broken
To me there was no need for change
For the few souls that caused the damaged
Managed to change all that for us.

Psalmist 08

Healed

2008-10-06T12:08:00.000-07:00

My soul is in darkness
Hear my cries
Listen to the shouts of my screams
Echoing through the dark.

Help me
Help me for I am dying
Can you hear me crying?
Everyone that was with me
Is gone and nowhere to be found
The sounds of joy and laughter
Has faded in the surrounds of eternal
Silence.

Can feel the whip of anger and hatred
Slashing across my back and the open
Wounds gushing out the crimson rivers
Of suffering and anguish my despair
Tormenting me where is the hope that I
So desperately, crave?

Suddenly a light beamed through the dark
The cries of pain have subsided
The tears of emotional despair has dissipated
The joys of my life has returned and no more
Suffering will, I fear and feel for the tears
Will never swell up in my eyes.

I welcome the light into my soul
Light up my heart and repair the damage
That took its toll. Come and touch me
Embrace me with your love lift my spirit
Let me know that you care and hold on to
Me forevermore.

Now the darkness is no more
The score has now been settled
No longer will I fear of being old and alone
For my soul has been healed by the touch of
Heavenly light the sight that is sheer music
To my heart and soul.

Psalmist ‘08

Gathering my thoughts (pt 1)

2008-08-13T07:55:00.000-07:00

Waking up this morning had lots of things that has crossed my mind, this has turned out to be a morning ritual for me I sit on the side of my bed and rub my eyes then I take my medications with some water then I close my eyes and just let my mind just wonder on all the things of the night before and things to do for the day ahead.
What I did think about was my life in general, I read in a fortune cookie one night that my happiness is intwinded with my outlook on life...Well that left me something to think about since there was a faint reminder of a discussion I had with my sons on this same topic. I work all the time, raising two sons and married to a great guy but sometimes I have to question my true happiness in all of this...am I being too selfish or over self centered I wonder?
I should be happy since my needs are being taking care of daily by my Lord Jesus Christ, but I do at times want more and want to do more but it seems as if that it will never come my way.
Dreaming all the time of being a traveler or writing my poems and becoming a very rich poet is a dream that I have imagined all the time now, since this is something that I want to do I hope with patience that it will come.
Most women my age don't have all that I have and that is real!! And when they hear of me having what I do have well they become very recentful and jealous of me because of it. I deal with it because I know this is what is expected of me as a older woman which has matured with this for some time. But still....I want more I know that I shouldn't ask for it but I do need to have more. So am I wrong?
My life is entwined on my happiness in my life now and I do hope that one day soon I get what I do want at this time all I can do is rely on my faith in God to pull it through.

Saurav's Motivation for a psalmist

2008-07-21T17:02:00.000-07:00

close your eyes
feel the air
the inhale-exhale,
feel the blood
rushing through the veins

Get in touch
with the seven chakras,
release the energy
let it flow hear the music
the soul plays with it, and
dance to rhythm

take a dive
let your imagination flow
swim effortlessly in it, feel the peace
the integration ofthe above feeling,
gives the power
you have never felt before.

Inside the dark

2008-07-21T16:55:00.000-07:00

What is wrong with me?
Is there something that should be done?
For the reason my many pains keep on
Haunting me. Laying awake at night my
Mind wonders on down a tunnel to oblivion
The obscure and abstract all role up into one.

Light merges into dark
The feelings that is inside me blank and unsure
My blood no longer pure, tainted by what is good
From that which is evil. The games that are being
Played in my mind have left me feeling lost. Confused
Is what is all left wondering if my inner peace will be
Enough for me to go from one day to the next.

Dazed from days of mundane thoughts pleading with
Myself to get a grip on my sanity, the endless fights for
Dominance to win back my soul from the darkness, to
Begin where I left off with a real sense of peace and
Happiness, to dance and sing with a real believe that
Yes, my life is worth living.

But at the end
What is wrong with me?
Why are the questions that plague me still unrentlessly?
Haunting me?
Will I be the same as before?
On the other hand, has the long darkness of the obscure
Mind locked me in this place.

Belinda ‘08

Endless

2008-06-25T06:47:00.000-07:00

Cascading thoughts
Fills the room
Mindless emotions
Leaving me motionless
In your wake.

Winds blowing
Softness of your touch
Kiss of your lips
Like a mist of water to quench
My parched soul.

My endless heart begs for you
My endless soul calls for you.

BDW ‘08

A Letter - A Story

2008-06-25T06:45:00.000-07:00

On the table was a letter
It was written on fine stationary
The words were clear and understandable
The words I love you stood out so very boldly.

Surely, this letter lying on this table told me
That his feelings were sincere and true, but
He wrote it because he did not have the heart
To look me in the eye and tell me he was going
Away for a short time.

My heart would have skipped a beat and the tears
Would have fell like they are now, it would have
Been harder for him to leave me once he seen them
Fall. Finally I removed the letter from the table and
Looked at it closely, he wrote it with such finesse and
Care. Not leaving out anything making sure he explained
His case thoroughly how I love how he is so sure about
What he does, but just to think that he is gone sends me in
Turmoil of emotional tirade.

So I try to remember he is coming back
Not sure, on how long he will be gone from me
But my heart is yearning for him and my soul is
Begging to have his arms around me, how can I endure this?
Silence and the empty space? And how do I move on with
Out his loving face to look at every night when I sleep?

It is driving me mad
How can I?
What shall I do?
My heart is tearing apart
I miss you my love, please hurry back for my soul
Is dying without you and the darkness surrounds me
Like a heavy blanket.
I am being smothered
Not being able to breathe
Come back my love for I am dying without you.
Damn, I wish I that I hadn’t read that letter for now
I am truly dying.

Grateful

2008-06-25T06:42:00.001-07:00

Playful moments
Pleasurable just to be in peace
The love that I have for you my Father
Is beyond anything imaginable.

Here I have the love
Of family and friends
And there love is so priceless and
Precious to me.

Loving the days as they go by
Praying with thanks to see them each
Day, lying in my bed thanking you once
Again for the peace of this nights peaceful
Slumber.

I thank you for all the things you have done
And the victories that we have won. As
I write to you on precious Father my love
For you flows from my heart.

And I have to say it is nothing but your grace
And mercy that have allowed me to stay.
For me it is nothing but gratefulness for the
Reason I love you so.

Flowing from my heart
My love for you is your victory
For creating me a priceless treasure
A life that belongs to you.

Grateful oh Father for you making me
Grateful for knowing all about you and
Praising you until the sun goes down.
Grateful for the victories that you have won
Never did you forsake me or abandoned me.
I am so grateful
Just to love you.

BDW ‘08

Uneasy

2008-06-25T06:39:00.001-07:00

Uneasy feelings of the unknown
A place that I dare not look
It haunts me and daunts my waking
Moments, frightens me till fear shows
Its eyes to me.

Tormented moments of frustrations
And desperation, liquidating to a pool
Of nothingness and pain. I see his face
Dark and emotionless he laughs at my
Fears and tastes my moments of uneasiness
And the queasy feelings sickens me and leaves
Me motionless and dead in its wake.

Shadows of the past dances before me
Anguish of painful memories killing me softly
Tears flow down my pale face finally death comes
On swift wings.

May she rest in peace.

BDW ‘08

What can I do

2008-06-25T06:34:00.000-07:00

What do I need more than anything you could give?
What could I do just to take one moment of time just
To make love to you until you would not want to leave.
Do my eyes intrigue you?
Do my lips mesmerize you?
How much do you want me oh dearest love?
When will you take the time just to lay in my silken
Haven and drink the passions of blissful surrender.

Did you forget how it felt?
Just to be in my arms at night, to see my eyes
Twinkle and shimmer in the moonlit moment, to embellish
The time and waking moments in the night when you
Wanted to make love to me and have nothing more.

What can I do to make you want me even more?
What could I do just to make you mine?
What should I do just to make love to you?

What can I do just to be with you.

BDW ‘08

Inside of you

2008-06-20T10:11:00.000-07:00

Touch my soul
Embrace my body
Live in my mind
And love me true.

Remember my words
Remember my thoughts
Remember my heart
Beating only for you.

Treasure us
Treasure the moments
Live for today
For I will never
leave your side.
BDW ‘08

Faded Out

2008-05-12T12:36:00.000-07:00

Reality faded
Bruised soul now traded
Not sure what you are
Alternatively, where you are, illusional
Thoughts blinded you from friends
Killing you consciously slowly and Methodically.

Leading people on with false statements
Not even sure of yourself to what it is that
You want us all to believe trading your words
To best describe your illusional tirades gone
Without a blessing is where you will end up.
Corrupted with blasphemer lies of the heart
Your love that you hold so dear is also a dream
That was never real.

A foolish mind
Racked by tormented games and underestimated
Thoughts what where you thinking? Bet you don't know
Yourself.
Nevertheless, as you try to gain some sort of reality
Your mind has become very twisted with guilt and shame
My guess in the midst of your tortured soul you have not
Even the faintest clue on what to do.Have to pity you though
For you are lost and out of controlLeaving sublime messages of unreal
truths Delusions of grander I would like to believe
And never to relive your so call understandings
Of what friends are, suppose to be about.

Delusional
And contortioned
Seems to be your motto
Guess you could not handle your own game
This is why you faded out!

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Emotional Dangers

2008-05-01T12:21:00.000-07:00

Dangerous Threats
Unexplained meanings
Nothing else said
Just an issued ultimatum
Unfounded threats
Angry resolutions
Disillusions of things

The eye does not see that
How can I stop the tears from
falling from my eyes?
I was a friend
you spat that back in my face
you accused me of things
that is not even real
never let me explain
and threatened me with
sublime feelings of resentment
in addition, jealousy.

Where did these emotions come from?
Why did you do this to me?
Yes, I was a friend
now I am your enemy.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Fighter's Spirit

2008-05-01T12:14:00.000-07:00

An open challenge
A moral outline
Guidelines crossed
Boarders breached
Fleeting emotions
Sublime emotions
Gathering your strength
Storm clouds come
Darken worlds collide
Dark horses come and reside

Drawing of unsheathed swords
Let the battle begin
Blood pour
Anguish souls do battle
Angry words to push
On the weak and strengthen
The cause for more blood To be had.
Fight on
Let the war rage on
Fear not of the threats ahead
Let my blade test me on this quest
Let not the angry words of the
Enemy detour you remember my
Strength and follow my sword to
Justice.

For fear is the killer
In addition, you are brave enough
To taste the blood let your Sword be your everlasting words
March forward and take no prisoners.
Let the bodies fall and lay waste
On the crimson ground leave No one alive the
enemy must die.
Now that you have made your Purpose to
fight me on unleavened Ground test my sword
and I will Drink your blood when it is done.
There can only be one!

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Death Touch

2008-04-28T17:43:00.000-07:00

The windows rattled and the darken shadows
reveal a since of death in theair its eerie presence the cold
and stillness of the fear ridden abyss. Her hand glides in the dark
and touches my shoulder she has a deathly grip on mys
enses my vision plays horrific tricks to me and the fear dances
down my blood curled spine.

Her eyes glow like that of a crimson
candle she speaks to me in a hushed tone
and the stillness of her voice so cold the
silence resembled that of a icy block
she moves closer and in touching distances
he place her cold lips next to me ear and
whispers I come for you I tasted your life’s
blood now I want your soul you have always
belonged to me and now I claim you in the name
of my dark lord.

My body started to chill all over felt as if death truly
has taken me over my body stiffens at her words she reaches
for my heart and turns it cold I fall to the floor and watch her kiss
my cold red lipsand suck out the last remains of life frommy body.
She stands and grabs for my heart and rips it from my chest and
takes a bite from it and swallows it whole she then vanishes
into thin air leaving the once vibrant soul
dead and cold.
Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Alter Ego

2008-04-22T14:27:00.000-07:00

Nice and pristine
Prestigious and regal
you show the world that you
are worth the look.

How I hate you just to know that you
live inside me, just to know that you gains
all the attention and leave me none in return
people see me they balk at me but when they see
you they just adore you.

When you walk into the room the men just stop
in there tracks and the girls just marvel at your
grace and the way you just light up the room
your charm is fleeting and your elegance is intriguing
any man who sees you wants you at a
whim.

But then they see the real me and all eyes turn away
they stay far from me and never even speak to me.
Oh how I hate you so!!
When I see my face in the mirror all I can see
is you staring back at me?

Who I am is a person just inside of you a skeletal remain
a form that wants to be more like you. And when I go through
my days of living in your shadow how I wish
that I can get rid of you.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

2008-04-22T14:25:00.000-07:00

Eyes

2008-04-11T17:42:00.000-07:00

They say when you look into ones eyes you
see a lot about a person the realness the falseness
of there souls and the darkness that is unspoken.
The eyes tell many tales about a person
whether they love you
whether they hate you
whether they are truthful
or casting lies about you.

The eyes of a person are the windows
of the soul and to all of us not all eyes
tell the same story. When you look into my eyes
you see a great many things my loving heart of caring bliss
my warmth of my kiss my outspoken words of truth and my
laughable charming wit. When I am angry my eyes will reveal
a dark side where most really don't want to go the darkness
of my eyes sends shivers down your spine but most people say
about my eyes, no no not mine for you are too utterly kind.

The eyes may tell you something but most eyes hide eternal things
the things that are best left unsaid and left into the shadows until they
are dead. Remember my eyes and look at them closely just because you
see a smile that can be something false just leading you on!!

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Silent Winds

2008-04-11T17:30:00.000-07:00

The silent winds of life blows it's breath all around me
warm and mystic caressing me with its gentle touch.
I close my eyes and listen to the sounds of the trees
moving back and forth, the leaves rustling and moving
on the ground below. And watching the clouds roll by and
I see is peace and tranquility remembering nothing of the
past days not even thinking of the future on this day all I am
searching for is quiet and peace.

The silent winds blow across the landscape
blowing away the unsettled dust that crowns
itself on everything around the dust dance to the
mystic tunes of its warm breath higher and
higher till it fades away much like the memories
of all the torrent affairs of the days before.

Now I look beyond to see nothing else only the peace
and tranquility of this day and nothing more.
The silent winds touch my face and warm my
soul making love to my senses and holding me in
its peaceful dance. My mind races and cascades itself
in a colonnade of splendor and illuminating
its light on my heart the winds tell me to be in peace and
love only for today for tomorrow is not promised not even
to you.

The silent winds are a part of me a spirit that enchants me
entwines its world in my heart I search for one thing in this
life a place where tranquility is welcomed and cherished that place
is peace a world that the winds dance in joy all the time.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

What am I missing?

2008-04-11T17:25:00.000-07:00

Going over all the things in my life
that I tried to correct but I have
neglected myself and did everything for
everyone else. All the wrong reasons
made too many mistakes along the way
now paying for the ones that still breathe
and exist with my every waking moment.

What am I missing?
Looking for excitement and thrills
but all the hills have become to hard for me
to climb and the expanse of all my dreams
have faded to black and fears rear is ugly
head and knock on my door all the time.
I am always searching but never finding
what I want.

What am I missing?
Laughter to shut out the pain
to drive away the rain and clear out
the clouds so I can see the sunny day.
To pave my way to something new
trying hard to find out what it is that I want to do.
Thought I had my answer but confused
and dazed at times not really sure if this is what
I truly want.

What am I missing?
Apparently there is nothing just an woman wanting
the world and know she cannot have it.
So am I really missing anything?

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

A Sexual Slave

2008-04-08T15:57:00.000-07:00

Beautiful
Sultry
tempting that is pleasing to the eye.
She captivates the mind enslaves the soul.
They watch the way she moves like a prowling
tiger on the hunt for a meal or even two.

The lustful eyes worships her, she makes them want
to be close to her, To feel her warmth to feel her kiss
the inviting touches of her delicate hands.
Just to touch the curves of her hips and to feel her succulent body
And to touch her creamy sexy thighs which makes there nature rise.

Hunger that gratifies is there pleasure to be satisfied.
The prize of a lifetime,
a slave to her sexuality.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Tired of feeling all alone

2008-04-08T15:51:00.000-07:00

No one to talk to, It’s just too quiet. Sometimes the quietness
is good to work on my poetry but today is not what I want it to be.
I want to laugh and joke around I want to talk and get it out.
I want to feel as if I am a part of the world.

Not cast aside like I am not there, my messengers are bare
this is truly boring me to tears. I hate being alone
It is a feeling that most would relish, savor and treasure
but today it is not even my pleasure
I just want some company, I am so tired of feeling so all alone.

When I am alone the sleep fills my eyes, sometimes don't want
too but cannot help the way that it is. Looking out my window out
at the street no one is moving only the birds flying about in sheer
splendor.
And yet my tender heart is longing for some time just a while or even
an hour. Just someone come and talk with me so I can be rid of the
feelings of being all alone.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

This is not of me

2008-04-02T12:11:00.000-07:00

Love is part of me....

Like the oceans so vast and the sky in its expanse
my heart pours out my flavor only for you to savor because
this is a part of me that I long to endure.

Peace is there too as a neighbor....

I comfort myself in the stillness of quiet
sojourn and take the journey of a everlasting bliss,
never to miss the solitude of a warm kiss.

The dark is not to far behind.....

Like the blackness of a moonless sky
no light comes in and never do it escape
my sight for my plight is to always embrace it
and let it join me as its eternal brother along with
its sister of life.

Love is me
Peace is of me
the dark for ever joined with me
but as I live along the mortals of this life
Hate has surrounded me
Suffering has drowned me
Deceit has enveloped me
Jealousy has developed in me
Anger has overwhelmed me.
This is not of me
so why should it be in me now?

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Shattered Instance

2008-04-01T18:37:00.000-07:00

Remember me before my heart was broken

you shared a part of my world left unbroken.

We danced all night under the star lit night

only the light of the translucent moon to guide

our souls on there way.

Time stood still just for

the two of us, nothing moved everything was peaceful.

Then...

One day it was gone in a heartbeat

my heart was broken by a foul twist of fate.

It made my body ache just to think of it.

Just to remember the dayof a stolen kiss from a stranger.

Now she took your heart, you tore mine

out from under my feet.

Peace no more

Hell has come instead; Anger has reared

its ugly head and danced a victory dance

because now the dark has finally come.

You left me...

Didn't even think about me,

you smiled with such a radiance, you touched

her skin like the dew of the early morning, you kissed

her softly like you really meant it.

Forgotten about my lips, does hers feel warmer than mine?

Do her touches electrify your soul like mine?

Do her eyes sparkle and twinkle when you warm

her blood with the spark of romantic interludes?

Does she remind you of me?

And what we once had, the love

the treasured moments

and warm summer nights with the wind blowing

across our wet moist bodies aftermaking love?

You destroyed me...

In one moment a vision of hell on earth,

my fear of all nightmares. You left me

alone no longer a page in your special

book of love; you left me behind

to face the shadows alone.

Love me know more, not an inkling of a thought.

I will remember...under the tears of darkness

never will I let my heart fall to this pain again.

Special Gift

2008-04-01T10:25:00.000-07:00

Heaven sent you from above
A treasure that is all mine
A special gift to warm my heart
to let me know that you are there
just for me.

Heaven sent me a very wonderful gift
Heaven sent me a supernatural friend.
When I need you
You are right there to pick me up,
especially when I am blue and
only a true love will have a clue.
You sent me loving notes just
for me to hear, and kisses
from the heart with no room to spare.

Share your world you always open your
arms, the loving passionate embrace
I race to all the time.
Heaven truly sent me a wonderful gift
A true goddess on earth, Oh heavenly
Father thank you!

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Nothing More

2008-04-01T07:49:00.000-07:00

In my dreams I see your face
dare not wake for I may lose the
sight of you forever.
Many nights I try to lead you to my
world, only to be disappointed and cry all the night long.
Hope is all that I have left realizing that my inner fears has came
and haunted me this very night.

I cannot close my eyes for I don’t want to lose your face.
In my dreams, through the darkness the light of you is leading
my way.
Take away the pain of my fears my love
come to me right now so I can savor
this dance forever, all I want is you
nothing more.

In my dreams it is where you belong
In my dreams it is only you and I
In my dreams reality ceases to exist
In my dreams on this day we are one
and nothing more.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

How can I say goodbye

2008-03-28T17:19:00.000-07:00

I cannot say goodbye for it is a word that
I detest the rest is said when I look at your
face and can see the tears falling.

How can I say goodbye to a love a friendship
a meaningful relationship that took me a millennia
to improve and prosper.
How can I say goodbye to you when I love you so much
drives me crazy to know that you will leave me soon?

Remembering those lazy days when you and I lay under the
apple tree and playsultry games with our lips entwined in a
passionate kiss. And those blissful moments the melancholy
moments, I don't want it to fade to a meaningless space.

How can I say goodbye when there is so much for us to gain
how can I let you go and keep my dreams alive?
Why should I say goodbye when you still need me and all I want
to do is hold you closer and never let you go.
Never will I say goodbye for it says I will not see you again I would
rather say see you later because I know in my heart goodbye
is forever.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Intoxicated

2008-03-28T16:52:00.000-07:00

Drunken thoughts of euphoria
no understanding and less of a meaning
casting out slanderous speech, really
don't know what it all means.
Anger suppressed and transgressed emotions
coming from a drink from a bottle, figuring you
have nothing else to live for
finding comfort and solitude from
the color of the sustenance. Dying loves
a treasure trove of darkened and
hurt filled images of painful past and
present, solace for this from a swallow
or two.
And here you fine you peace of mind
out of your mind and out of sight.
Purest state of delusion is when one is so
intoxicated.
Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Sanctuary of Solitude

2008-03-28T16:38:00.000-07:00

In this sacred place lies peace and solitude
Never any turmoil quietness is limitless
meagre times of solitude and endless space
here is where I belong where countless hours
do go by. Keeping in tuned with my own idleness,
letting go of the time that the day has possessed
and counting the nightly hours as the clock ticks on.
Remembering nothing and leaving the end all behind.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Sustained

2008-03-28T05:17:00.000-07:00

Sustained
Everything looked to me so different
but yet things are at a stand still. Looking out
that window sill broken hearts and torn minds
Lost in transition burned and confused what is in
the souls of the lost and hopeless.
Turning to what maybe there answer hoping God
will hear them and relieve them from the pressure.
The pictures of mirror images, laughing and fading
into the backdrop never to be seen again these happy
faces.
And now that once happy glow on that photo of a lively soul
is now gone and out of control.Now what has happened?
They cannot take it anymore.Did they lose it all?
Why?
Can you tell me why did it go this way?
All the hurt and turmoil now has come, sustained in a lifeless
body for nowtill death do us part.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Searching

2008-03-26T11:00:00.000-07:00

Flames of fire burn vividly in her heart and angry
emotions strike deep to the core, see sadness catching
the heartless, and his mind wonders from place to place

Searching....

Unraveling lovehearts being torn apart tears of
sadness and insane rage blazes over the once
peaceful home, now bitterness resides there
and took up shelter
Trying to remain strong but weakened by the silence
and no motion
He stairs blank into the abyss
He sees her but nothing to say
Does he love her?

Searching......
Expressionless
Not sure where his heart is at. Been with her all his life
Strife and bitter torment crashes in on his head.
Jealous and envy escaped through his pores see the
resentment, now he acts like a child.
What kind of person is he?
Does he love her?

Searching.......

Hate to see her in so much pain
the games he plays with her mind
is insane. I standby waiting to see
if she needs me or can she stand
alone and rival the dark spells that
try to cast her down.
Strength is one thing to have but loss
of passion kills the soul.
Even the old knows this to be so..
Now she stands alone
Moving without walking
Gliding with out flying
Heart torn but not in vain.
Searching is all that she can do.

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Wait

2008-03-26T10:22:00.000-07:00

In my eyes passion is there

lovingly and somberly I wait for my love

to come to me.

I wait

A day or an hour not sure when my flower will bloom

but since time waits for no man I guess patience

is all that I have in this space.

लोवे मी अल्वाय्स

2008-01-04T18:49:00.000-08:00

हे लोवेद मी फोरेवर नेवर वान्तिंग मी तो लावे हिस साइड।
कारेड फॉर मी अस हे अल्वाय्स दो, त्रेअसुरेड मी लिके अ चेस्ट ऑफ़ गोल्ड।
हाउ हे तौचेद माय हार्ट बी हिस सिज्म्प्ले थौघ्ट्स।
लोवे हिम अल्वाय्स थिस विल नेवर फदे, कास्ट हिस हार्ट इन
माय हैण्ड ऎंड माय आईटी लास्ट अल्वाय्स।

कॉपीराइट २००८ बेलिंडा दिअने विल्लिस

Kept Woman

2008-01-04T18:25:00.000-08:00

Each day, a breath is taken
and at the same time my heart
still is braking, not sure if I am
coming or going...this is my fate...
the life of a kept woman
that is fake to the world..

Wanting so much
and have it all
Gaining little and it is not enough
sounds so selfish can take it and cast
it out to the sea like a fish..
but this is a life of a kept woman
that is me...

Taken care of like a true Queen
all of my wants and needs properly taken care of....
some things are taken advantage of
the disadvantage of being married feels like a ball and chain,
feel like a prisoner cannot escape
Didn't want this happened that fast
don't know if it will last

Price of eventual bliss that will never be missed,
a woman like me a rare commodity, an oddity
like me surely must be had
for a I am a kept woman, and every
man wants me....

Copyright 2008 Belinda Diane Willis

Truth Be Told

2007-12-31T16:08:00.000-08:00

Truth be told
and again you are bold
said just what I was expecting to hear.
It was said before
didn't really listen,
but when you block
things from your mind,
then it makes you foolish
beyond compare.

Many have said lots of untrusting
things, believed them for faced value
asking me to make choices that normally
I wouldn't make, but this is not the road
I wish to take.

The truth came in a form of a drunk soul
and sometimes it comes from the mostunexpected
places, But the truth was told no matter how bold,
the true has been sold!

Copyright 2007 Belinda Diane Willis