Rickardo BecklesBurrowes

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From your wild nature of your hair to the arch of your smile
the energy your presence evokes, disarms and draws me in,
wondering if I could know your heart for a while
not knowing how to share worlds with you or where is best to begin.
...

No I'm not a saint, as much a sinner as you
learnt some lessons late,
nearer to knowing the 'me', too true – too true;
sometimes reckless, while sometimes sedate.
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As still as we can be
With no sense of space between us
As we fill the place within us.
Then there is no need for words,
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I let you break my heart slowly
The smell of you lingered upon my bed
I realised you didn’t know me
You saw what you wanted instead.
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There is barbarism in denial
a fickle, ungrateful master is fate
as you limbo from problem to problem
fearing feeling the pain and hurt.
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No words needed, hearing eyes speak
body crumples, shuddering away - disappearing softly.
It's a door closing as walls tumble skyward
until you are alone with memories of what once was.
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Sweaty hands cling to the headboard
As bone rides bone
You're shaking
Calling out a name
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Never owned or led in this way before
leaving ample security to unsettle the life within me.
Doing what I'm afraid of so it no longer pulls at my core
setting my spirit and potential free.
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It’s right that you are who you are
Now is the time to be
No one knows what makes up each star
Or what beauty lies in you and me
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From Paris to Berlin
I radiate from within
A feeling becoming polarized
A body sensually hypnotized.
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You sit and say
you'd like someone to share
the beauty of this life.
Whole heartedly free
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A confusion of branches cut across borrowed skies
dancing toward a sunset which stirs us to tears.
Orange melts like egg yolks before our eyes,
clouds sizzling blood red melting away jagged years.
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Scared blind
till shaken senses prod
within, without-
gliding across fleshy contours
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Back against worn down walls
hold your hand out to me now
loves mission whimpers,
smoking silently, something deep lost in the embers.
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Today was sunlight dripping across sharp edges,
realities dueling with fantasies
alienated, subjugated till alone,
wondering where art thou romance?
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In the blood is a secret
a silent stranger in shadow.
Sometimes the ring master
sometimes the beast tamed.
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Higher and higher
with no sense of self
below human dots race around crazy
above peace reigns serene
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What is learnt?
In broken pieces, bodies burnt?
Yielding to sorrow,
for a life until tomorrow!
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You are not held to this earth by your feet,
your hands don't carry your reach
your beauty is not shell facing -
for it ends, it passes to earth
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This is the feeling, a rush, sudden stomach flip
the world shifts, stars falling overhead
earth shattered underfoot, each breath closer to you.
It travels light speed through freed veins,
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Rickardo BecklesBurrowes Biography

Rickardo Beckles-Burrowes is a British born, London based writer who studied Media Studies, English Literature and a City and Guilds in Television and Video Techniques at Stanmore College (1992-1994) . Followed by a BA degree in Media Production at The University of Bedfordshire (formerly known as Luton University 1994 1997) . First feature length screen writing / directorial début was called ‘Noir Verité’ (1997) shown at the London Portobello Film Festival and the Naples Film Festival. Short film: PA/head runner ‘Who thief The Wedding Cake’ Feature films: sound assistant/boom operator – ‘Waiting for a Killer’ (2000) and a head runner and P.A / actor on ‘Nine Dead Gay Guys’ (2002) . His first published poetry anthology (United Artists anthology inclusion & Ealing Council) is called ‘We’re Like Sheep’ (1998) . His next poetry anthology is called ‘Smoking Butterflies’ (United Artist anthology inclusion – 2005) . His third poetry anthology is entitled: ‘X’ (2012) . All of the work Rickardo produces falls under his company: ink moves. Interact with ink moves via the Facebook company page, clicking on ‘like’ when visiting the Facebook company page and interact via the ink moves twitter feed. Rickardo has always been passionate about writing, media and the arts. He is a visionary constantly pushing creative boundaries in order to grow as an artist.)

The Best Poem Of Rickardo BecklesBurrowes

Type Of Man

From your wild nature of your hair to the arch of your smile
the energy your presence evokes, disarms and draws me in,
wondering if I could know your heart for a while
not knowing how to share worlds with you or where is best to begin.
From the moment you danced me off of my feet
wanting you to hold me close until the world ends,
your the type of man my mind and body yearns to meet
and the type who fires up the love in me again and again.



Taken from The Cuts.

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