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Esther Yasmin Groeneveld

Esther Yasmin Groeneveld

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A no is a given, a yes you can get

A no is a given, a yes you can get

I am angry because
I am.
And I don’t really know why.
I feel hard done by,
and somehow I feel like there is a

Mother spirit

Mother spirit

She is within me.
She flows through all of me.
She knows what is deep inside.
She knows all that is within my mi
She knows how I perceive.

To forgive us wholly

To forgive us wholly

May my tears erase all the lies.
May their release dissolve all the
May my heart now shine through all
May all that I do demonstrate
that I’ve chosen to forgive you.


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Heart and mind

Heart and mind

I wish for a sign;
to give me a hint
of the smaller steps that must be
In the past few days I have felt
my thoughts become clear and my he


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Running in the rain

Running in the rain

What am I really feeling?
May these things be known.
Where am I really going,
if not back home?
Why these feelings of stuck-ness?


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The potential of Love

The potential of Love

What is it to be in love?
And why, when I look upon your fa
does the knowledge of this state o
It goes beyond reason or sense.
There is no mathematical formula t

Every day, another me

Every day, another me

Every morning that I wake up,
I awake to another side of my stor
As if at night, God tosses a coin
to decide what I’ll be and what I
in my waking reality.


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Lady Admiration

Lady Admiration

Oh Lady, Lady so fair,
with your full pink lips
and your light brown hair.
Your name is scattered through
my lover's memory;


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The existence of 'me’

The existence of 'me’

The trumpets of fame
can find us again...
sometime...
Never thought I’d get again this
The commotion that surrounds;

To share what happens in my dreams...

To share what happens in my dreams...

I wish I could be honest
and speak to you of my journey..
To tell you that this intense ener
vibrates through me like an electr
with switches at different locatio


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The game for 'She’

The game for 'She’

None could win that game you see.
At birth, it had been created for
That oldest couple,
I mention no names,
showed her how to prepare

Illusion of separation

Illusion of separation

The feeling too strange yet not un
cradles within my rib cage.
I think I’ll go, I’ll disappear
outside into the night.
Away I’ll be, separated from


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The Void

The Void

I’m looking for substance,
though I can’t find
the essence that is trying to esca
from behind
the blinds of my mind.

A precious illusion

A precious illusion

People come and go, as do their ge
Never again in the same order as b
The wind blows continuously,
rearranging things on its travels.
The smallest fraction of seconds t

Ten minutes past

Ten minutes past

Ten minutes past.
I know I’m late.
I let him know I’m here.
He makes me wait.
From a distance I pretend


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The one I sought

The one I sought

I saw a recent photo of you.
You are exactly as I remember
when we last knew one another.
And I,
always trying to get through that


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If only I could be you, just only for a moment.

If only I could be you, just only for a moment.

I want to see that photo again,
study it properly.
I want to hold the print in my han
smell the faded mixture of ink and
feel it smooth under my fingers.


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Waves of transformation

Waves of transformation

It’s time to pick up all the piece
put them back in place.
Fragments of broken debris
disintegrate to reveal that face.
Oh how I long to see that again,


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Moonlight glitters, night remains

Moonlight glitters, night remains

Blossoms form
fruits for the trees.
A wind that blows through the leav
rustling
like wrapped paper

Blue eye (in the nothingness)

Blue eye (in the nothingness)

Blue rhythm,
talk to me,
let me see the sun.
Blue eye in the nothingness...
Im talking to no’one.


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True Knowledge

True Knowledge

When, upon a door opens
to reveal a glimmer of glistening
the one who’s mind
has grown tired
of something meaningless,


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My Anima

My Anima

I still long for her;
wish I could reach out to her;
wish I could see her;
wish she could see me;
wish I could meet with her;


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One

One

We are all the colours,
visible andand invisible.
We are all the sounds,
heard and unheard.
We are all the words,


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Becoming the bridge

Becoming the bridge

“Fear not the dream.”
He whispered in her ear.
Sweet memories
of what had once been here.
When the mountains’ layers

You remind of science

You remind of science

Why do you remind me of science?
You remind me of all the things th
and what I miss on a cold, clear w
classic architecture, mechanical s
detailed paintings, heavy musky bo

Water of truth

Water of truth

Take away my pride;
all false interpretation
of who I actually am
and my place in creation.
Let me now see my face


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For the journey

For the journey

I did it for the journey.
Never did it for the goal.
To experience a learning process
and make magic of it all.
To turn the events into stories

The aftermath of your divorce

The aftermath of your divorce

I hate the moments where you leave
on my own to wait for you,
sitting here in the company of my
not yet independent of the fear of
When I sit there waiting,


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Admiration

Admiration

Where are you,
my admiration,
with the eyes of light
and the spark that moves life?
Since our first encounter

The idea of her

The idea of her

I’m trying to find what is true;
what I’ve been seeking in the idea
The girl I dressed in kindness an
ended up being my own story.
And though the theory that had for

A soul intrusion

A soul intrusion

Love...
It seems to be
coming back to my memory;
a nature that I would have forgott
if it had not been for the dreams

Her

Her

I sought her
within everything I did
and imagined how she would
carry herself, think, talk, feel…
I imagined that somewhere she was

What makes an artist successful?

What makes an artist successful?

What makes an artist successful?
Experience, maturity?
The ability to see what others mis
The ability to experience differen
To dive into the depths of the sou

Akeia’s farewell

Akeia’s farewell

My hands are drawn from nature’s b
forming a channel up towards where
I perceive.
Life is changing, I’m transformin
A new…something forming…

The Seam (He and She) continued

The Seam (He and She) continued

July 17th:
I see you everywhere.
I hear you everywhere.
And this desire to understand,
this longing that makes me want to

Vertical horizon

Vertical horizon

As the doors to the heavens open o
my heart opens out
to your unfolding embrace.
I am where I am.
And you are where you are.


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