There are various reasons why poets have favorites from their very own (written) poetry collections. Below are the full texts of my personal favorites. For your reading pleasures.....
Black Coffee
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Vantage [View] Point
I make love with
the night, while
I ride through
the wind.
I own
some moments
with the stars, even
the infinite sky but still-
my hands remain
empty.
I touched
the lips of a hell
ablaze- full of smitten
souls through affront
seduction so
enticingly
sweet.
Should I
hide behind the
power of a kiss made
to seal the final curse-
a gift from the mallet’s
false freedom.
After which,
I run towards the
warmth and comfort of
laced, black coffee
now gone
cold.
And, while I ride
through the wind-
the night and I
make love.
Copyright: Leofina Jane G. Galleta
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Stilleto’s Secret
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Framed into
perfection indeed- my
secret lover, and
I.
Unmindful of
a trap, blindly adored
by hungry eyes-a mocking
illusion to capture- foolish
glances unwittingly
thrown.
The constant
echoes of freedom
whispering secretly- envied
above and beyond the
comfort of lucid
dreams.
I heard,
my secret lover
calling after
my soul.
I, and my
secret lover own
moments born from
glorious feasts- adorned
with symphony’s breath
discreetly pursued
with obsession.
But still-
I never learn
how to dance with
My secret lover.
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All Rights Reserved. ©2008leofinajanegalleta
Silhouette
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I came
to you for a
dance-
but
your eyes
held me- not long
before you breathed fire-
so intense that consumed
me-whole.
Yes, you
caught me,
naked-
exposed like a
ghost, hiding behind
clouds of illuminated
fallacies.
Sweet torments,
designed to hamper
the light of truth faded
when reality came-
disguised as
silhouette.
Copyright by: Leofina Jane G.Galleta
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You Sent Me
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You
sent me
flowers, and
more.
Rustles of
sheer softness,
like a touch of velvet’s
kiss- yet, such softness
savagely cut the veins and
buds of my
soul.
Drippings of
silken scents from
the wild -fragrances
desired by hungry senses
senses- yet, too far
to touch.
I’ve known
allure and grace
intimately, like mistflowers,-
confined within fragile circles-
a fortress- the grave of
infinity, and my
efflorescence.
Indeed-
you sent
flowers, and
more- to me.
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Charmed
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I collided with
your shadow.
Beyond the power of
sight, is a force I’ve met-
cloaked with unseen
clarity,
that exists on
rhythms that moves
in parallel beats.
Instant gazes
trapped unknowingly,
like sparks of a kiss from
hurried glances unleashed
to linger, like passion that
burns- and charmed
by the unspoken.
I pleaded for
a glimpse of the future
framed like an
innocent
vision
destined
to capture the
shadow of your soul.
I collided with
your shadow, and
I fell.
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Running
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You and I met
on a lonesome avenue-
Ardently, I
joined the chase
offered by a faceless
future-to catch the
fleeting moment- though
I knew not why.
Along with other souls,
you kept on running towards
the depths of the present
but you were blind-
consumed by
rhinestone’s
light.
You and I kept on
running with nothing,
but empty hands.
Alive- in
a nonexistent world-
unknown strangers
even to our own
souls.
And now I met
you again, but I run-
no more.
Copyright by: Leofina Jane G.Galleta
All Rights Reserved.©2008leofinajanegalleta
Tainted Senses
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Stillness
roars to fill the
barren spaces home of
the blind- unaware souls
where the signs shamelessly glare
yet they remain unseen.
You’ve said that
you were searching
turning every cornerstone
yet- you failed to look
at these open arms
waiting for that
longing
glance
to come.
For nothing
remained
but tainted
senses- too tired
to look beyond the
depths of enchanting
thoughts hidden- where
the unveiled future awaits
for the sign of
awakening.
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Gentle Prints
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though numb and tired
I’ve felt, slowly tracing each
long, forgotten steps the
remains of bygone
gentle prints.
You traded
one breath for
a kiss, like a gift- stolen
from dusty shelves where
lonely shadows
reign.
These shadows-
you’ve always known
to breathe with fire though
nothing, but silhouettes exist-
a piece of you, but not
your reality.
Yet- smiles
won’t cease to
light the fire inside
the empty chambers
left open- as the shadow’s
heartbeats escaped to fade as
silence finally
reigns.
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Backdrop
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Dewdrops
came to heal, and to
wash away the dust and
specks gathered like
memories left
from a dreary
summertime.
Your heart sighs- I
heard through the breeze
though your voice
remained
mute.
Autumn came, anf
I saw reality
unveiled.
The rain
took away the
shadows left- like
clouts of cobwebs hanging-
a backdrop inside the
chambers of your
mind.
Copyright: Leofina Jane G.Galleta
©2008leofinajanegalleta All Rights Reserved.
Greatest Heights
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Tonight,
like the other
nights, I came-
In bended knees, I
laid a wreath, and I offered
a nod of surrender to the
power of your eyes-
the depths where
my soul, and my own
reality resides.
You took me away
far and beyond
the greatest
heights
unknown,
even to the
sharpest of minds-
where my desire lies.
I’ll keep abreast to
match each
leading
steps,
though what I see
ahead are visions blurred-
the promised grandeur is, but
a passing silhouette.
Copyright by: Leofina Jane G.Galleta
©2008leofinajanegalleta All Rights Reserved.
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wow drippingmind you ought to publish your poems, these are literary gems.
Hi Euane, thank you
. Publish in print, you mean… I have to think about that though. I would probably allow for any poem of mine to be included in any poetry collection, if somebody would find them interesting enough, lol! I consider each and every poem I write to be a part of me.. I would love to share these in a proper way, without a tag price- they’re simply priceless for me, 