Merry Christmas 2014

Just wanna wish my WordPress family a Merry Christmas. May you all enjoy the holiday safely and happily. I been away awhile so I will be coming back soon. 🙂

Poetry, The Fruit of Love

Poetry is the sacred fruit of love,
Resting in the heart as an euphoric essence,
Yet it is still a complex paradox,
Once shared by those of elders.
A gift of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty.
Such passion that plucks the strings of a heartbeat so tender
So pure that one’s soul wants to surrender.
The softest of words spoken so sweetly to one’s ear.
Melting one with sweet sonnets of coos.
Words that express such words of love so delicately.
This is poetry…The fruit of love.

Ideaofitall’s 3 Year Anniversary

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3 year anniversary of my blog, My Poetry, thank you

Its been officially 3 years since I started letting you guys into my mind and sharing my writing with you guys. It’s been a wonderful ride with you guys and I am grateful for the feedback and comments I get. The support and love is everything to a writer along with the passion for writing. I wanna thank my girl, Lisa, for constantly pushing me to not give up on myself. My grandma, Peggy; for always my dedicated fan. To all my new followers, welcome to my mind. I wanna give a shout out to LScott for being supportive to my thoughts. Check out her blog at check out the amazing poetry. Definitely a veteran to my blog. Thank you to everyone. I am really grateful. I look forward to sharing more with. One love. Again, thank you. Couldn’t have done it with out yall.

Halloween Poem

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ghost, Halloween, halloween poem, holiday, poetry, purgatory, spirits

Bubble bubble as a potion brews,
Upon this night haunted by ghouls,
I whip up this gruesome poem,
Of Halloween spew.

Stranded ghost lay about,
For purgatory is open without a doubt.
Spirits are free to visit the living,
On this hollowed night soon dress in crimson.
Werewolves, Vamps, aliens everything hardcore,
Anything for a good scare to even the score.
Enjoy the week of Halloween, my fellow writers; for a good writing spook can be the best scare ever.

A Night’s Passionate Swim

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freestyle poem, Love, lustful kiss, Night time, passion, passionate night swim, pleasure, poetry

Soft touches and gentle caress,
Quickened heartbeats in the chest,
Silky kisses laid upon the lips,
Top off the night with an evening dip.
Shortening of breath your touch is chillingly warm,
A lustful kiss protects against the storm,
Chaotic passion is what you feel,
Tampered by pleasure will make you squeal.
Entwined fingers locked so tightly,
A gaze in your dazzling eyes entice me.
Skin as soft as a cloud,
Our love for each other is like a protected shroud.
What becomes of us in this enchanting night,
A passionate love worth the fight.
On this day of this erotic swim,
I spend it with you on a night’s passionate swim.

Burning Passion’s Sunset

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Love, passion, relaxing, Sunset, tranquility

Sun descending behind the clouds,
Such a beauty to see with the naked eye,
I sit and wonder how there’s no crowds,
For this sunset spread its wings across the sky.

So pure with its essence it bellows brightly,
So relaxing and tranquil daily and not nightly,
One wish to have for it; yet a wish to hold it,
Don’t we all wish to own it as this story unfolded.

Love was in the air as I caught my breath,
It reminded me of my beloved’s love for me always so fresh,
I walked home with my head up high,
I got home and kissed her cause she was my sky.
Now that you know our love is strong,
My beloved is too perfect that no flaw can wrong.

I love you baby. Thanks for being by my side through thick and thin. May this poem put a smile on your face. For I will think of you when I step out the house again.
( Images taken by me yesterday on my way to work)

I am broken

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cheating, hurting a love one., lying, pain

Morning dew drip drops from the leaves in the rainforest,
White fog clouds of wandering mist,
So calm and soothing as true love’s kiss.
The crypt of my haunted mind has caused such passions to shatter,
Broken sorrows and dried tears,
For a world with filled with her love that i live in has crumbled to a splatter,
For my love’s heart has been broken with a spear i threw.
Here wondering what i am to do,
I love her to death for a grave wouldnt stop me from telling her that,
But i have caused too much pain,
Everything to lose and nothing to gain.
I cherish this woman dearly but dont always show it.
I wish she knew how i feel about her, but i only showed more pain,
Everytime it rains i think of her.
I have come to realize that this is a poem of truth of someone who is broken beyond repair.

The Chronicles of Demonic Savior: Part 1-Fuck Blasphemy

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anger, Burdens, Demons, Fuck Blasphemy, Hell, Oblivion, Omens, rage, Satanist, Scars

So much rage burns inside my chest,
Engulfed in the infernos of burdens and bad omens,
Scarred with them yet more to bare,
These scars, sacred runes of a demons skin; are sacred burdens.

For I bare these scars with pride that each one bares a story of a burden I survived and conquered,
For you can’t understand who, what, when where, and how because you are only just a pawn in your blasphemous god’s chess game,
To that, it will only resolve in a lost and a checkmate.

For I am Demonic Savior, the demon to be feared for my plot to kill that blasphemous fuck you call your god.

I am the ruthless demon of the underbelly of Hell and the one the heavens quake in fear of.
For I shall kick down those pearly fucking gates and show him my true power before I cast him into oblivion.

May Satan be with me and Lucifer guide my blade.

The Feeling of Love

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Being Happy, Bliss, joy, Love, Paradox

Clouded yet blinded by the heated heart,
Such ease to put the mind at rest,
For love is a paradox.
Not to be explained or justified.

Only to show and receive,
Give and have fused with such happy moments,
Infused with euphoric bliss and passion that dances on the strings of hearts.
Such joy can only be found in such a happy moment with a spouse.

Its always a good feeling of being loved. 🙂

Happy mother’s day

Happy mothers day to all the mothers, and would be moms. Enjoy your day.

Never Had The Chance

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Love, missing out on a happy essence. would have been dad, Relationship Miscarriage, sadness, unborn child

Softly growing inside,
Not yet ready to come into the world,
Yet I still wish you made it here.
On this day of Mother’s Day I toast to you,
Praying that you are in a better place right now since your not here with me and your mom,
I know you watch us go through up and downs,
For your father is not perfect.
I wish I could have been.
I can imagine that you would have looked like your mom with daddy’s big nose.
I wish you the best my love.
Daddy will be with you when his time comes.
I love you.

Justice For Dezirae

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advocating, fight against child abuse, Justicefordezirae, sorrow, supporting a cause

Today wanna share a sad story with my followers seeking support of my wife’s cause for the lost of my niece. Dezirae was two years old when she was taken away from our family. She was abused and neglected but worst of all she was killed. An innocent child’s life was cut short. My wife has asked me to share this on my blog and I told her I was gladly willing to. Vermont has failed our niece at protecting her and now we fight to protect all. She has asked that you see her page that she showed me called Justice For Dezirae. You can google it to find it. Or she said if you are people of social networking you may find her page she created via facebook. We ask of your support that Dezirae and other children have their voice heard.

This is the picture of that you will find the story of. Help us fight to get Justice For Dezirae. If you want to follow the story and show your support you can email her for more details at JusticeForDezirae@gmail.com

Ghost Of Tortured Past

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Damnation, Eternal Sorrow, Fantasy, Ghosts, My Poetry, Non-real, past, Soulless

What words that struck like lightening baring down on its prey.
For he wish they were not true.
For he wishes those words never existed.
For he is a being of the unloved.
One who should not be filled by your warmth.
Though he is the soulless essence that never existed.
He walks the endless path of the haunted.
Never to lay at peace shall it be your bidding.
Never to crawl under the earth anytime soon.
Forever traveling the plains of phantom’s hell.
For he is the ghost of tortured past.

The Lady Of Darkness

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Darkness, Illusion, My Poetry, Non-ideal, sorrow, Taming of a realm

Shielded by night,
Cloaked with the fluoresence of the moonlight.
The silhouette of her shadow follows behind her.
Her hair that once bounced at shoulder’s length as she walked,
Yet her walk lost its grace.
Once glided like a princess,
Now a strut with determination.
Before living for love,
Yet now living with a purpose.
Consumed by anger and sorrow.
Havoc today with suffering tomorrow.
Chaos at night with an evil plot tomorrow.
She owns the night where all is feared.
A kingdom not so clear,
Yet its a distant land of fear,
Filled with nightmares time and time again.
This is home to her.
This she owns.
The lady of darkness.

A Passion Of Love’s Abiding Lust

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Bliss, Happiness of a relationship, Love, Lust, My Poetry, passion, poetry, relationship, soul mates, Thinking about an significant other

Your body next to mines,
As you lay asleep next to me,
Breathing so calm and quiet.
I gently glide my fingertips across your back slowly caressing you so passionately.
I feel you moan a sigh of pleasure knowing the euphoric bliss that comes from my fingers.
You feel the passion and the love the beats in my body, heart and soul.
Each kiss filled with passion,
Bliss,
Love,
Lust.
For soft shallowed breaths
As we lay resting,
What words can I say.
What feelings can I show to make you feel complete.
For our relationship will always be about love.
With a side of a passion of love’s abiding lust.

HE LIFTS US UP: STALKING…

Awesome poem. 🙂

ChristianBlessings

Tingling… Tingling…
Hair standing in fear.
Watching… Watching…
Feeling danger is near.

Lurking… Lurking…
Shadows in the dark.
Watching… Watching…
The victim’s his mark.

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A Poem Of Love

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Love, missing my other half, My Poetry, soul mate, Thinking About A significant other

Words can only come so softly,
A whisper so enchanting the heart melts,
To what the naked eye can’t see,
Is that the thought of you makes my heart beat.
Engulfed with bliss from one passionate kiss.
The world of love has no bound.
For poetry is considered the food of love,
Then let my words have the wings of a dove.
For this my poem,
A poem of love.

Drops Of Love

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carrying another's burden, drop of love, Love, metaphoric, My Poetry, supporting a love one, Symbolizism, Thinking about your significate other

This is dedicated to my lovely fiancée, Lisa. I love you so much. and thank you for being my biggest fan.

Drops of love lay upon your naked skin like the morning dew in the evergreen,
Deeds of passion fiercely spoken,
Feelings a touching the heart caressing it so softly,
Folding and molding the complex compound of true love between us.
Holding you close afraid to bare the thought of ever letting you go,
Only to be left with that stomach cringing emptiness cause your not in my arms.
To be blessed with a smile of your beautiful face is all I need as a sunrise,
A sweet gentle kiss of your luscious lips is all I need as a sunset.
With each drop of your love full my cup with passion and euphoric bliss,
For a life of happiness is the best for me as long as we are never apart.
Let my chest be your pillow that your lay your head upon when you sleep.
For my shoulders shall carry your burdens,
While my tears out of my eyes shall carry your sorrows.
For I shall forever be in love with you and care about you,
Support you and nurture you,
For I forever love you.

Never Scared To Get Feedback

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Cockiness, Confident, My Poetry, No fear of negatrive feedback, Rambling

Swift with courage rambling with the words of poetry,
just chopping down competition like poultry.
Some say I’m cocky about my writing which is possible,
for I’m not scare to write about the impossible.
For I can write about the scariest parts of life,
cause my poetry slices emotions like a knife.
shadowed by darkness,
my writing has been formed from this uniqueness.
For only free vesrse is what I love making,
bad feedback I have no problem taking.

A Broken Hindered Arrow

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depressed, emotions, feeling alone, love's distance, metaphoric, poetry, relationship troubles, wanting to fix things and be happy with a significant other, world crumbling, worried

Hindered arrows of a fallen cupid,
Now you ask yourself how could you be so stupid.
Such burden and slander lay upon you as a mark,
Such shame and agony lay upon your heart.
For sorrow fills my eyes now,
I am my own worst enemy I clearly see now,
Pain burns with fury upon my heart as should be now.
To know that the woman I love is her own faded memory within herself cause of me,
Now a broken love story for now; for now you see.
My dream came true,
Her here apart of my life makes two.
I’ve made it to where she is here,
However she is not so near.
My world shattered and crumbled on top of me,
Such burden I had her carry where uneasy.
For it feels like I’m alone all over again,
No where to began.
Worthless to everyone,
Loved by no one.
Not wanted by any one,
No where to run.
For this part of life isn’t any fun.
For all the king’s horses and all the king’s men,
Couldn’t put my life back together again…

Super 25th birthday

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birthday, celebrations, family, food, friends, Love, thanks

Well, another awesome birthday. Can’t believe I’m 25. Thank to my beautiful fiance for cooking an awesome dinner. Bbq ribs cooked in a slow cooker and home made mac and cheese. With an awesome birthday cake. Thanks to my mom and step father to be for the awesome gifts and smiles. Thanks to my grandparents for their love and support. Thanks to friends and family for an awesome day. I love you all. I had a blast.

Finally Happy…

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happy, life, Love, Rambling, relationship

I’ve been through a lot with the woman I love dearly. For she has blessed me with the best christmas present ever by coming home. I can’t express how happy I am. I can’t wait to enjoy the marry life with her. She is my everything and I will spend everyday trying to keep her happy and every sad day holding her and cheering her up. I love you so much, babe. You are my world. We are going on four years together. I can’t wait for it to be forever.

Winter Snuggle

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cuddling, laying down, poetry, relationship, romantic, winter

Laying down with you wrapped in my arms,
Snuggled close to you staying warm.
Gazing upon your sleeping form,
Listening to you sleep in peace during this winter storm.
A cozy bed made for two,
Laying in it right next to you.
This is what it feels to cuddle,
This is what it is to winter snuggle.

Happy Anniversary Ideaofitall.wordpress.com

So its been 2 years since i first started my poetry on the blog. Its been a lot of fun writing from my heart and about my feelings. but most of all showing my creativity. Thank you to all my followers and supports. thanks for reading.

 

Love Now Lost

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cause and effect, irresponsible deeds cause pain, Lonely, lost, missing someone

You’re wounds not mended,
My words resended.
My fails spoke,
My love has been revoked.
Things will never be the same,
You would never be able to look at me the same.
I realize I’m a lost cause to you,
Caused too much pain upon you.
My feelings never changed,
But I respect your wishes.
I would have never thought this would happen to me,
But I know its my life’s deeds that pushed you away from me.
I wish I could only hug you close once more,
See you walk through this door.
Instead I see myself staring at the door when I come home.
This isn’t home.

Albert Griffin’s Mind & Heart

Epic Love Journey

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Journey Of True Love, Love, poetry, Relationship poem, Reminising, Story, Story telling, Untold Future

(I had a lot of good memories and smiles while thinking of this poem. Its not one of my best but I hope you all enjoy)

Epic Love Journey

Feelings a blue,
Hearts a true,
So many things I would love to tell to you.

Smiles are shining,
Let’s go dining,
Diamonds for you is what I’ve been minding.

Holidays a spent,
Feelings of content,
Wandering minds most well spent.

Winter’s a cold,
Summer’s a bold,
Spring’s unfold,
Autumn’s love a told.

A world a changed,
A world so strange.

A different future of a unknown,
A future that has yet to be shown,
A future untold,
One yet to unfold,
Only a future I will never know.

New ideas to write,
A love’s life story to type.

A love’s long journey,
For a Epic Love story.

Albert Griffin’s Mind & Heart

The Thought Of You

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Heartfelt Good Nights, missing someone, Moon, poetry, Sleep, Symbolism, Thinking Of Someone Important

Empty inside is my core,
You’re love is what I adore.
Walking in traquility through my days,
Scared of what to say.
Working hard pushing myself to the limit,
Staying away from bullshit and gimic.
Keeping up with deeds at home,
Doing everything productive and constructive, but yet my mind begins to roam.
Late nights aren’t the same,
Music doesn’t even sound the same.
I’m strong in memories of a good time,
Laying awake at night looking next to me as the clock begins to chime.
Sitting by the window seeing the moon,
Bright in its glory reminds me of you.
I smile and whisper good night softly,
May it seek you out and find you peacefully.
The moon is the last image my eyes see,
As I fell asleep to the thought of you.

Sacrifice

What words shall be spoken?
What measures should be taken?
What bounds should be held?
What time should spent?
Fuck it, sacrifice it all for the one you love. She’ll love that you sacrificed for her.

True Love’s Dove

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Coupling Doves, Creating A Mental Picture Of Love, passion, poetry, true love

Wings of love spread like birds,
Flying in two’s only as doves.
True love is the feathers that guide our flight.
Sometimes passionate doves have a fight.
Open sky above this world,
Coupling dove’s love unfolds.
Entangled in passion is true love’s dove.

Home Is Where The Heart Lives

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Glad to be home, long day at work, missing my son's mother, my heart, my son

After a long day at work from eleven o’clock this morning till Twelve this evening and not seeing my son since this morning. It feels good to come home and see him. He was glad to see me, but he misses his momma most of all. I miss her too. I’m glad to be home right now, but most of all I’m just glad to come home to his meow.