”Some of you need a heart to heart conversation straight away.
Because the mind doesn’t know what to say.”
Fear has me
I’m trapped in a valley between mountains.
Crying stars let me drown.
And I know everything I want.
Destined to be.
Will be on the other side.
But I can’t move mountains.
I can’t shift tectonic plates.
M.P.Yasmine
Dream
I think I already know, so you don’t have to tell me why.
Lay your head down in my lap.
Let me nurture you and stop the bleeding from your left eye.
M.P.Yasmine
Face
I will write in a calm and collect way.
The words I probably will never say.
Your…
M.P.Yasmine
Mona Lisa
A Princess has been lost to me.
Perhaps even a Queen.
So I went on a collective date.
For the two I wanted to see.
M.P.Yasmine
Your Eyes
In my dreams dream.
Dream.
Or even deeper.
Limbo.
My eyes could catch a million stars.
Let galaxies collide.
Your eyes could move mountains.
Shifting tectonic plates.
M.P.Yasmine
All over again
Change of heart.
In the stillness of a sleeping world.
Nothing but sound.
Hearing one of my most cherished music.
For the first time all over again.
M.P.Yasmine
I woke up today
I resonate with the unknown.
I’m sleeping fully awake.
Deeply moved standing still.
Alone but never lonely again.
M.P.Yasmine
Velvet
White velvet calls before Paris does.
The lights in night twinkle in my heart.
The aftertaste delicate and smooth.
No room for winter blues.
M.P.Yasmine
Whole
Nothing owns me.
Except my tears.
Plunging in my wholeness.
M.P.Yasmine
Night Shade
She is Bella Donna.
Turning your eyes black.
In absolute shimmer.
Drowsy even.
Be careful.
She is Bella Donna.
M.P.Yasmine
Butterflies
Fly buttery fly.
So I can use this new found key.
Where there is only light.
Light shining from and for me.
Create room to grow branches enchanted.
With flowers and their lovely perfume.
Sweet, for rest love and breeding.
Where caterpillars will be sleeping.
M.P.Yasmine
High Value
Choose yourself.
Always.
And you will see.
Happily ever after.
Will be yours.
M.P.Yasmine
Sunset Beach
I’m having sandy sunset beach longing.
But if I do not sense.
If the feeling does not linger.
The night will ignite a spark.
Flames burn at the horizon of my being.
falling stars above me and hot watery kisses.
I will close my eyes for sandy sunset beach longing.
For I can not stand magic fading out.
Waves not touching.
The dead of night falling over me.
M.P.Yasmine
Your Darkness
I would take a dive into your darkness.
Hold my breath for a long time.
Swim beneath your surface.
Light up every shadowy corner.
And acknowledge each creature living there.
M.P.Yasmine
Winter
Zie al die witte neuzen.
Snuffelend door poederig landschap.
Onze haren zo mooi bekalkt.
Temidden van witgeblakerde reuzen.
Knisperend in rustig tempo naar huis.
Een warme kop koffie.
Met een flinke neut geschonken.
Wangen in een blos, heerlijk thuis.
M.P.Yasmine
November Rain
The angels honoring my inspiration.
As I look outside and see the never ending November rain.
Unwritten Poetry books clogging the pipes.
Tears from all broken hearts overflow.
Healing each tormented soul.
M.P.Yasmine
Event Horizon
I’m not even going there.
Dreams so deep I will fall in this black hole.
Filled with everything I need someone else to be.
Fatal wishes in the season of darkness.
This time I only view the Event Horizon.
All will fade away only going inwards and.
Make sure I’ll be everything I’m searching for.
M.P.Yasmine
My chest
When the music plays.
I’m turning totally blind.
Unable to see what’s coming.
Now all that I can do is feel.
It might be a ripple in the universe.
A dying star exploding deep space.
Into a supernova.
M.P.Yasmine
Bath
Tonight I’m taking a bath in acceptance.
Without judgement and conditions.
I only take baths in unconditional love.
And for myself I’ll use bath oil enough for two.
M.P.Yasmine
A few Seconds
My eyes met you before.
They glanced at all the people there,
But to you a few seconds more.
M.P.Yasmine
A Life
The last few days a part of me wants to die so badly.
You see, It’s not that I want my heart stop beating.
I just don’t want old mistakes repeating.
I simply want to be truly alive.
Well, not simply.
I want to be truly, explosively, passionately be alive.
M.P.Yasmine
November Rain
If I would write a book about you.
I can name it Yasmine.
And not a single life event would be written.
Only the essence of your being.
Written in the language of your heart.
M.P.Yasmine
Mirror
Screw these unnecessary insights.
My mind is boggled by.
I can hear myself think and the frame of your face highlights.
So I stand in front of my mirror, I’ll wait.
Blast music I love, seducing myself in having some faith.
All that I want for me will suit you very fine.
But we need more time alone to be align.
M.P.Yasmine
Cinnamon
I would like some sugar in my tea.
But what I like doesn’t matter.
Like the cold of an old winter, my already sweet dead heart.
And the lost attempts of warming it with sugared water.
Let me try some cinnamon for now.
Letting time in and.
Let all that I desperately want go by.
And give in to nothingness somehow.