Love is only one of many passions.
quote by Samuel Johnson
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The rose and the bumble bee…
Love must have its tempest
Said the bee to the rose
Love must have its passions-harnessed
Before its midnights close.
Yes love must have its passion
Said the rose to the bee
Love must unburden of a fashion…
If it’s ever to be free.
But isn’t that a loves betrayal
Said the bee to the rose
Peering beneath; her petals veil
Before whisking to his toes.
Your love is truly a tempest
Said the rose to the bee
But I’m the queen most; royalist
Sir—on this we’ll both agree....
Love must have its tempest
And this is plain to see…
Why passions flame did bless
The rose and the bee.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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The Fires of Love
The fires of love
can burn out so easily
if they are not tended that well.
They need nurturing and fed
to sustain the passion well.
The fires of love
will smoulder and die
if the coals are not stoked
every once in a while
to sustain passions glow.
The fires of love
are not only for the youth.
Even in age we mellow,
we must still let the embers know
the fire burns within the passions well.
(19 August 2011)
poem by David Harris
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Kill Me Gently (Acrostic)
Kill me with soft words of love
Irritate both fate and death,
Love Crimson, by killing all she is,
Let love be, but hate with all her passions.
Martyr that of thyne heart
Eat away at every scarred part.
Gorge on the feast I have provided
Eat like a king, you shall behead me the same,
Not all can be loved, but your passionate kill shows the most passion,
Toy with me, my death is evident, yet theres no murder
Let me die quickly as to not suffer your passions anymore,
You finally did it, you killed me with your nothings.
poem by Crimson Love
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The Great Fires
Love is apart from all things.
Desire and excitement are nothing beside it.
It is not the body that finds love.
What leads us there is the body.
What is not love provokes it.
What is not love quenches it.
Love lays hold of everything we know.
The passions which are called love
also change everything to a newness
at first. Passion is clearly the path
but does not bring us to love.
It opens the castle of our spirit
so that we might find the love which is
a mystery hidden there.
Love is one of many great fires.
Passion is a fire made of many woods,
each of which gives off its special odor
so we can know the many kinds
that are not love. Passion is the paper
and twigs that kindle the flames
but cannot sustain them. Desire perishes
because it tries to be love.
Love is eaten away by appetite.
Love does not last, but it is different
from the passions that do not last.
Love lasts by not lasting.
Isaiah said each man walks in his own fire
for his sins. Love allows us to walk
in the sweet music of our particular heart.
poem by Jack Gilbert
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A Poem on Fanciful Passions
The flowing currents
Of sheer savage passions
Awakened a forgotten era
They gate-crashed
To unlock the flow
Inundating whatever
Came their way
Directed yet directionless
The passions recklessly danced
The glow-worm passions
Settled on the night-skin and
By morning turned into
A bouquet of fresh flowers
Secretly nurtured and bloomed
Within a loving and longing heart
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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You can no more bridle passions with logic than you can justify them in the law courts. Passions are facts and not dogmas.
quote by Alexander Herzen
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Private passions grow tired and wear themselves out political passions, never.
quote by Alphonse Marie Louis de Lamartine
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Love Connects
Love connects us with everyone and everything,
Love bridges our hearts with gratitude,
Our connection with life becomes stronger through feeling,
Love connects us with everyone and everything :)
Love connects us with necessary pain,
Love provides pain to gain awareness,
Our connection to ourselves gets stronger as pain leaves,
Love connects us with necessary pain :)
Love connects us with our passions,
Love encourages self expression and spontaneity,
Our connection to our truth becomes stronger by sharing,
Love connects us with our passions :)
Love connects us with truth always,
Love shares truth to guide us to ourselves,
Our connection becomes stronger as we receive it,
Love connects us with truth always :)
poem by Paul Jensen Jr
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The first glance at History convinces us that the actions of men proceed from their needs, their passions, their characters and talents and impresses us with the belief that such needs, passions and interests are the sole spring of actions.
quote by Hegel
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The idea is that the state doesn't have rights to limit individuals' wants and passions. I disagree with that. I think we absolutely have rights because there are consequences to letting people live out whatever wants or passions they desire.
quote by Rick Santorum
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What a mistake to suppose that the passions are strongest in youth! The passions are not stronger, but the control over them is weaker! They are more easily excited, they are more violent and apparent; but they have less energy, less durability, less intense and concentrated power than in the maturer life.
quote by Edward Bulwer-Lytton
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What a mistake to suppose that the passions are strongest in youth The passions are not stronger, but the control over them is weaker They are more easily excited, they are more violent and apparent but they have less energy, less durability, less intense and concentrated power than in the maturer life.
quote by Edward Bulwer-Lytton
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Of all the worldly passions, lust is the most intense. All other worldly passions seem to follow in its train.
Only passions, great passions can elevate the soul to great things.
quote by Denis Diderot
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Only passions, great passions, can elevate the soul to great things.
quote by Denis Diderot
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This Heart
this heart churns love
this heart brews hatred
this heart houses my passions
my passions share a room with my disinterests
this heart manufactures aspirations
and later decides to go against them
this heart admires
this heart chastises
this heart misses you
and this very heart avoids letting that show
this heart longs for you
yet it doesn't want to be broken by you
this heart is a superwoman
juggling between east and west,
what's right and what's wrong,
reality and fantasies
and puts it all in perfect balance
poem by Stella Sisanda Qishi
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After Coleridge
All thoughts, all passions, all delights.
Whatever stirs the mortal frame,
all are but ministers of love
and feed his sacred flame
samuel taylor coleridge
All thoughts, all passions all delights
emotions worthy of the name.
Part of the tapestry of life.
We all play the same game.
Whatever stirs the mortal frame
and wakes us from our lassitude.
Renewing our capacity
to change our attitude.
All are ministers of love.
Although we may not recognise
that love is the driving force.
Which all things underlies
and feeds his sacred flame
Ever rebellious men ask why
they should accept this as the truth
You know is loves reply.
16-Feb-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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A Friend (The Valentine's Day Poem)
A friend to light a candle
When darkness overcomes.
A friend to hold you closer
When distant thunder drums.
A friend to gently tie you
When sirens sing your name.
A friend with words to soothe you
When life's a losing game.
A friend to cool your passions
When passions take their hold.
A friend to warm you gently
When a frozen heart's too cold.
A friend to spread contentment
As seasons wax and wane,
Make sense of love's confusion,
And bear life's grief and pain.
A friend who knows this season
Of love; both yours and mine.
A friend, another reason,
To send this Valentine.
poem by Greenwolfe 1962
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Blistered Passions
Blistered passions,
Rising in sweet heat.
Lays to simmer when the panting,
Soothes to cool...
A recovery to repeat.
Those blistered passions,
Are just too hard to ration.
After one kissed lips...
Is promised,
More comes after this.
Blistered passions,
Unmatched is the attraction.
Soft touches leads to snatching...
With a grabbing to unwrap.
Blistered passions,
Unmatched is the attraction.
Soft touches leads to snatching...
With a grabbing to unwrap.
Those blistered passions,
Are just too hard to ration.
After one kissed lips...
More come to follow this.
Blistered passions,
Rising in sweet heat.
Lays to simmer when the panting,
Soothes to cool...
A recovery to repeat.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Me
I once knew all the answers, I stood on certain ground
A picture of true happiness, confidence so effortless
No brighter could be found
I never asked the questions that trouble me today
I knew all there was to know, love worn lightly, put on show
A conquest on display
And who would have thought his love could be so good
Not me, not me
My secrets and my passions understood
Not me, not me
Who would have guessed he'd throw his world away
To be with someone till his dying day
Not me, not me
I shall not envy lovers, but long for what they share
An empty room is merciless, don't be surprised if I confess
I need some comfort there
And who would have thought his love could be so good
Not me, not me
My secrets and my passions understood
Not me, not me
Who would have guessed he'd throw his world away
To be with someone till his dying day
Not me, not me
But not me, oh not me
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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