Trapped in a subconscious war between love and lust
Wondering if my selfish daydreams will ever manifest
Contemplating the consequences leaves me feverish
but Your whisper captures my soul in a breathless caress
as my mind melts into oblivious mischief
and life as I know it is no more
Mistakes leave their mark on memories
but my heart holds on foolishly
even when it's torn
CoraJett-3/18/2012
The Color of My Dreams
Showing posts with label Poetry by CEWJ/coralorchid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry by CEWJ/coralorchid. Show all posts
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
I Pray ...
I Pray for a place to call my own,
an open space to roam.
... for hopes and reality to become one,
as in my dreams of basking in the sun.
... for serenity to overflow,
and enlightenment as I grow.
... for the answers that are the key
to fulfilling my aspirations -
in the pages of my story.
an open space to roam.
... for hopes and reality to become one,
as in my dreams of basking in the sun.
... for serenity to overflow,
and enlightenment as I grow.
... for the answers that are the key
to fulfilling my aspirations -
in the pages of my story.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Negative No More
No lies
No secrecy
No self-serving
allowed.
No anger
No hurt
No subordination
to endure.
My dreams
feelings
opinions
do matter.
My children
happiness
husband
are my priority.
No more catering to the ungreatful.
My life is mine to be lived -
not to be abused or used.
No secrecy
No self-serving
allowed.
No anger
No hurt
No subordination
to endure.
My dreams
feelings
opinions
do matter.
My children
happiness
husband
are my priority.
No more catering to the ungreatful.
My life is mine to be lived -
not to be abused or used.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
A Plea For Love
I plea for you
needing you
keeping you close to my heart
in my dreams
hoping you will come back for me
to set me free
You offered me a taste of heaven
teased me with temptation
showered me with adoration
wore your heart on your sleeve
made me believe
we were meant to be
Now I wait in silence
praying to find my solace
in your arms
when you return for me
with all your charms
to fulfill the dream
Only your love can make real
my desire to feel
alive and free
loved eternally
needing you
keeping you close to my heart
in my dreams
hoping you will come back for me
to set me free
You offered me a taste of heaven
teased me with temptation
showered me with adoration
wore your heart on your sleeve
made me believe
we were meant to be
Now I wait in silence
praying to find my solace
in your arms
when you return for me
with all your charms
to fulfill the dream
Only your love can make real
my desire to feel
alive and free
loved eternally
My Romantic Soul
My romantic soul has live a hard life-
a belittled and battered strife.
The heart of my soul has grown cold-
tired and not so bold.
The love of my soul has not been known-
searched for, but still alone.
My romantic soul has not forgotten-
the bold and broken promise-
to love to live and live to love.
But, this old soul has missed her chance-
as time slipped by, so did the romance.
a belittled and battered strife.
The heart of my soul has grown cold-
tired and not so bold.
The love of my soul has not been known-
searched for, but still alone.
My romantic soul has not forgotten-
the bold and broken promise-
to love to live and live to love.
But, this old soul has missed her chance-
as time slipped by, so did the romance.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
HATE WILL NEVER BELONG
My heart bled by the blade of your tongue.
Not one word of remorse have you sung.
Scars remain where your venom stung.
I was unaware and much too young,
to comprehend the hate that spewed from your lungs.
Acceptance of you will never become a part of me that belongs.
Cora Jett - 9/14/2011
Not one word of remorse have you sung.
Scars remain where your venom stung.
I was unaware and much too young,
to comprehend the hate that spewed from your lungs.
Acceptance of you will never become a part of me that belongs.
Cora Jett - 9/14/2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Dream Sweetly-Flow Gently-Shine Brilliantly-Live Fearlessly
Dream sweetly and rise to the light of a new day. Flow gently through life's journey - expressing love and mercy for those who've gone astray. Shine brilliantly while speaking words of truth - come what may. Live fearlessly with the peace of our Lord - soul surviving each new fray. Cora Jett - 9/26/11
Friday, September 2, 2011
My Barren Heart
Go ahead, shed your crocodile tears.
My eyes can cry no more.
The tears have all dried up.
What's left when the river of pain does not flow-
is a desert seething with anger deep within the
heart once flooded with sorrow-
a heart thirsting for love in a wasteland
where you took harbor.
Funny how anger and anxiety do not appear
when you are nowhere near.
My eyes can cry no more.
The tears have all dried up.
What's left when the river of pain does not flow-
is a desert seething with anger deep within the
heart once flooded with sorrow-
a heart thirsting for love in a wasteland
where you took harbor.
Funny how anger and anxiety do not appear
when you are nowhere near.
Friday, July 29, 2011
MADNESS
Oh Lord,
I fear the unbelievable stupidity all around me,
and the overwhelming insanity deep within me.
I've seen all that's worldly,
and heard both sides to every story.
Must we be so self-absorbed?
Won't you please absolve me of the mindless abhor?
Nothing and no one can erase this world's horrendous impression.
Nor can we escape our own absurd obsessions.
Lord, surely you are weary of such nonsense.
Lord, I do believe I've slipped into the madness.
I fear the unbelievable stupidity all around me,
and the overwhelming insanity deep within me.
I've seen all that's worldly,
and heard both sides to every story.
Must we be so self-absorbed?
Won't you please absolve me of the mindless abhor?
Nothing and no one can erase this world's horrendous impression.
Nor can we escape our own absurd obsessions.
Lord, surely you are weary of such nonsense.
Lord, I do believe I've slipped into the madness.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Some Day Soon
Do I give it my all? I do my best.
Do I hope for the best? Everyday.
Do I dream of peace for all? Always.
Do I think truth will prevail? Maybe.
Do I wish this to be? Absolutely.
Earnest words in prayer beg for mercy to come some day soon.
Do I hope for the best? Everyday.
Do I dream of peace for all? Always.
Do I think truth will prevail? Maybe.
Do I wish this to be? Absolutely.
Earnest words in prayer beg for mercy to come some day soon.
Malicious Mother of Mayhem
Lies, deplorable lies!
You tell them, I defend them.
Then you shrug it off as though it means nothing.
Belittling my efforts to accept it.
Lies, despicable lies!
My whole life built on them.
And you blame me for your delusions and contempt.
Forcing my hand in defiance.
Lies, diabolical lies!
Our grievances grow with them.
But you care to know nothing of it.
Spitefully dishing it out.
Your disdainful thoughts of me
dispirit my thoughts of reconciliation,
causing my dejection.
Such is the life born to a malicious mother of mayhem.
You tell them, I defend them.
Then you shrug it off as though it means nothing.
Belittling my efforts to accept it.
Lies, despicable lies!
My whole life built on them.
And you blame me for your delusions and contempt.
Forcing my hand in defiance.
Lies, diabolical lies!
Our grievances grow with them.
But you care to know nothing of it.
Spitefully dishing it out.
Your disdainful thoughts of me
dispirit my thoughts of reconciliation,
causing my dejection.
Such is the life born to a malicious mother of mayhem.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Never Lasting Love
Impatiently in-love young brides and grooms.
Counting down the minutes to their vows and I dos.
Dreaming of, planning for, and working towards their future.
Counting down the days to their success and life of adventure.
Praying for compassion and compromise throughout their journey.
Counting down the months to no avail and meetings with attorneys.
Looking back to wonder what ever happened
to their ever lasting love.
Counting down the years of long ago,
longing for a sign from above to show,
that not all was lost and love can be found again
when push comes to shove.
Counting down the minutes to their vows and I dos.
Dreaming of, planning for, and working towards their future.
Counting down the days to their success and life of adventure.
Praying for compassion and compromise throughout their journey.
Counting down the months to no avail and meetings with attorneys.
Looking back to wonder what ever happened
to their ever lasting love.
Counting down the years of long ago,
longing for a sign from above to show,
that not all was lost and love can be found again
when push comes to shove.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Enslave Me
Make Me Yours
Make Me Need You More
Tell Me How You Want Me
Show Me How It Should Feel
To Need The One You Want
To Want The One I Need
Feed My Insecurity
Enslave Me
Make Me Yours
Make Me Want You More
Make Me Need You More
Tell Me How You Want Me
Show Me How It Should Feel
To Need The One You Want
To Want The One I Need
Feed My Insecurity
Enslave Me
Make Me Yours
Make Me Want You More
Gone Too Far
My heart seeks excitement and attention,
desperate for love that's nonexistent.
Just when I think I've found it,
I realize I've gone too far.
No love to be had here,
only heartache,
wounded and scarred.
It's just as I feared.
There can never be,
another new love for me.
desperate for love that's nonexistent.
Just when I think I've found it,
I realize I've gone too far.
No love to be had here,
only heartache,
wounded and scarred.
It's just as I feared.
There can never be,
another new love for me.
Monday, July 11, 2011
A Soul Searching
A captured soul,
caged in a relentlous world of unforgivable acts,
lies,
drama,
torture,
saturated with evil and fear.
A soul in search of solitude and serenity,
praying for an end to eternity.
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