Black Poetry : Gonna need help with a title :)

[jus_dat_nice]

My deceased heart laid on the back of a pheonix
As it burned to ash only to be born again
A revival
Like born again Christians worshipping golden idols
Oxymoronic phrases placed love and us on the same page
But rather than fade, it grew with every lol and smiley face
My skipped behind Superman over the white sands to his left hand
Call it wearing my heart on his sleeve
Unbeknownst to all but God
Our love blossomed in late night messages and silent phone conversations about nothing
Like dancing with stars in outer space, its out of place
Yet managed to fit perfectly like they were never seperate
Tireless smiles, listening to dial tones
Laughing at jokes unspoken, we heard it though
Experienced turbulence but we survived due to the fact that he beileved he can fly
Blissful from the rhymes of speechless love
Permeanting the air through words capitolized upon by warm embraces
For the distance couldn't dilute the lengths of time
After I'm seated on the right hand of God I'll send my heart through time machines
Travel through the various galaxies and space continums
To once again be a part of his ananomy because my heart is his
I managed to find the strength to withold the passionate tears
For when my love spills over and floods, it causes tsunami sized waves
But while our love is restricted, it's far from insignificant
Little is expected yet much is given and we're just beginning
When the two halves meet it'll form a bond stronger than concrete
Let it be written in stone and withstand forever times two
Since the time permitted is hardly enough for the mutiple turns of phrase
The nonsense questions with sensible answers, the journeys of minds and verbal intercourse
As he contorts my mind into impossible positions streching the limits
Until an explosion escapes my lips in the form of innocent laughter
It simple works for we are kindred spirts one and the same
Our name written in the stars, love preordained
Destined forever to be him and me, us, and we

 

[$$RICH$$]

felt all of this like reading my very own soul, i saw a title within this deep flow of expression

(MY Heart Through Tyme)
(His unchange hand holds my Heart)
these two titles, i felt reading this piece

 

[sarcasm4eva]

great poem. im speechless.sometimes works of art speak for themselves and need no title.

 

[jus_dat_nice]

felt all of this like reading my very own soul, i saw a title within this deep flow of expression

(MY Heart Through Tyme)
(His unchange hand holds my Heart)
these two titles, i felt reading this piece

thanks for the help $$RICH$$ much love

great poem. im speechless.sometimes works of art speak for themselves and need no title.

maybe you're right. i might have to keep this one untitled. much love

 

[rhymebad]

NAW NAW THE TITLE THE THIS IS (LOST IN MY DREAMS)

how can you go from a deceased heart burned to ashes

to christians born again worshipping idols---that within itself can't be christian are not allowed to worship idols

then this piece right here went into a love story