A Fancy bundle of Roses
laid in tears bundle with roses in the wrist line
with hands goggle for wither petals of lovely Roses
scramble feeling settle my knee of dense pain as
the heart, shout tremendously of anguish of nothing
left as I am today
role the pages of time and catch the running
stream for a drink, as the eyes watch the
thundering voice of delightful cry and dearly behold
that death will come to say and depart not to stay
in me, I am still have the pain
Roses are for free, nurturing thorn, bleeds
the trembling hand for that fancy, could be the last
request of my faithful heart, and leave me not my
heart, for only in you I stay and lay my true love
spread the tears of lasting perfume and sprinkle
the fancy Roses of droplets of heart, bundle with
genuine appeal, and turn the lasting friendship
into a window of splendid smell aroma of love,
the climax of my essence stay
propel the scented moist, lovingly gallops my Heart
and Soul ….
poem by Antonio Liao
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Blood Red Roses
Heavens above
What on earth has this come to
What have I done
What can I do now to show you
Theres still a chance
If youre ready to make up
Its not too late
cause Im not ready to break up
I try to call
But you dont hear at all
Im sending roses
Im sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart
Is tearing me apart
Im sending roses
Im sending blood red roses
Youve got to understand
Thats my heart in your hand
Dont walk away
We can get this heart mended
Or am I the fool
And has this love just ended
I tried to call
But you dont hear at all
I gotta keep on trying
To stop this love from dying
Youve got to understand
That my heart is in your hand
Roses
Im sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart
Is tearing me apart
Im sending roses
Im sending blood red roses
Roses
Im sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart
Tears me apart
Roses - blood red roses
Youve got to understand
Thats my heart in your hand
Roses
Im sending blood red roses
cause this burning in my heart
Tears me apart
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Blue Roses Just For You
Blue Roses Just For You,
to show my love,
desire, to hold you tight,
know this we our right.
Blue Roses Just For You,
my heart so full
over flowing now, and
remembering our vow.
Blue Roses Just For You,
with your tenderness,
here for a while, I'll stay,
while you make my heart sway.
Blue Roses Just For You,
to show my love,
give I these roses to you my dear,
hope to spend with you, many a year.
wrote 1-12-07
Voice of Pain
like flower that blooms in the early morn
wither at the end of the day, the aroma
of my strength capture my gnashing
memory that split each joy of vigor in my
own identity
Savour dear heart the lasting entity of all
that comes in gasping moment of resistance
they just come and go, like a smoke of
lining Roses in the splendid incense of
lasting pads in a little finger tips, griping is
the key to know the truth of each day
lap, slice my flesh, a parting hope of luck
and lock beneath the point of blindness, as
the heart rejoice for nothing left, but a sorrow
of laughter languishes my deep being of
strong and determine person, even willfully
vibrant to face the sting of death, for depart
no more welcome my bosom pain
oh! devour my valor of hope and vanish
my lingering pain to your uncertain path of
harmony, for what then is the prize of
nothing but the fear of living without a
goodbye
reach my knee and hold on my shadow of
the future, death my suffer and live my
soul the hope of living forever …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Roses Are Red Violets Are Blue
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I've never found someone as patient
As you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you get lost
Then I'll look for you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You know I'm always sorry
When I hurt you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
If I could
Id turn back to when i first kissed you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you don't believe me
Then what else can I do
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Baby no one knows me
As much as you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Believe I'll do anything
To get next to you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Tell me you still love me
And I'll run to you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
You might not know
But I love you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
The stars shine bright
But not as bright as you do
Roses are red
Violets are blue
If I could pick anyone
I would pick you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
The first day I saw you
That's when I knew
Roses are red
Violets are blue
No one will ever love you
As much as I do
Roses are red violets are blue
Even if you get me mad
I'll still be in love with you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My heart skips a beat
When I'm laying next to you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you love me
Then show me that that love is true
poem by Jennifer Alejandra
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Let our tears be the key of my Stay......
mold my day with your praising hope, oh! praise
my dear heart, be the beginning of all my wisdom to
know your everlasting love and let the arrow of the
stray spare of the enemy poisons not my entity
let me show the horizon mid-shadow of the glows,
passing the daylight of the sun and push the
sheltering sounding choir of angel voice in our hearts
of cherishing love that beacon's in our lives
my whole self, offer the birth of what is today and
nay let my hand wash my taste that leads of what you
have seen today; pour out all the tears, droplets of
sweet fall may call my regrets
now the Roses have grown us tall, waiting us to fall,
ask my hand that you will be back again in my
dreamy night that leads me to call, come my dear
someone, as the night may not close for the night may
fall
where my heart can run to, for not in your tears i am
please, haiku sway my dream, blew and flew, where
you want me to go, for the day has not ended in your
pedestal i owe
i come for you to stay in my beaconing dream of
today, nay! leave my whole self leads me to a journey
of lasting memory my dear heart......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Perfect Love
when
the blooming Lilies
capture the
bright sunlight of the dawn
and hammock
the beautiful and lasting flower
blended in the
wind
when
the yesteryear's capture the
unforgettable
memories of a loving someone,
whose aura Thrills
the heart of a lovingly breathe
of smile
when
the fragrance of Roses
lure every fancy
torn that touches those painful
and sweet goodbye
and wait for a genuine
forgiveness
when
each tale, the wrinkles felt the
essence of tangle
smile whisper every ears of time,
knee in the ground
and worship every finger
of pain to love
when
you treasure the past and unveil
the secret of magic
of acceptance, there the night sleeps
soundly as you
wakes …..
poem by Antonio Liao
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Golden Roses
Golden Roses just for you,
anyone can give red roses,
theres plenty around,
for you white roses,
won't do.
Golden Roses just for you,
none other will do,
for someone special
so rare and true.
Golden Roses just for you,
dipped in pure gold,
just as your heart
has dipped your love into mine,
and shall not depart.
wrote 1-2-07
The Holy Rosary (Roses to Mother Mary)
Roses that can never fade;
Roses white and red in shade;
Roses that are heaven-made;
Roses in Mary’s crown laid!
Roses from the hearts that pray;
Roses blossoming night, day;
Roses living all the way;
Roses fit for any Fay!
Roses that will always stay;
Roses brighter than sun’s ray;
Roses everlasting, Aye!
Roses that she can’t say, ’nay’!
The spiritual best weapon,
That brings favors from her son,
That serves to solve problems mundane,
And makes souls fit for life divine!
‘PRAYERS THAT YOU CAN SAY ALL LIFE
TO KEEP AWAY FROM EVERY STRIFE! ’
dedicated to the 'Holy Family Church Grotto' Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-12-10
poem by John Celes
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Roses
Oh, wind of the spring-time, oh, free wind of May,
When blossoms and bird-song are rife;
Oh, joy for the season, and joy for the day,
That gave me the roses of life, of life,
That gave me the roses of life.
Oh, wind of the summer, sing loud in the night,
When flutters my heart like a dove;
One came from thy kingdom, thy realm of delight,
And gave me the roses of love, of love,
And gave me the roses of love.
Oh, wind of the winter, sigh low in thy grief,
I hear thy compassionate breath;
I wither, I fall, like the autumn-kissed leaf,
He gave me the roses of death, of death,
He gave me the roses of death.
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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The scent of perfume in you.....
the night color the dream to fall into the midst of you
as I welcome my dear heart to stay in your eager
body of wonder; swept every sweat that hold the
warmest stared upon my naked eyes of reality
the smell, smile as the moon push my hyacinth of scent
of honor to stand with in the halos of the past, alone in
the wind of affection of stream as the tide of perfume
lives in your belligerent heart
i live in the glass of nowhere and stay in the stage of
nobody, afraid of showing my shadow of today, as you
leave me alone and let my opulent wings fly in the
horizon of the star, where my longing vanish the face of
arrogant in thy loneliness of my heart it fall
let the fragrance suite in my pride to make it free, i felt
that my worthless devotion will always be the beginning
of today’s passion of you, for in every flowers grow my
whole self belong only to your humble taint of perfume
that poisons my being, to be true of myself
resist my soul the adventure comes no regrets, a forget
and always to take the load, dazzling the rainbow of the
sky, where droplets of every tear cured the lasting
goodbye of my blind eyes that subside
now, take my hand and smell the smile of perfume in
your heart..... i still remember your first kiss in my
cheek and say take me in the sky of wonder…… my
Darling
poem by Antonio Liao
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Roses
People say Roses are Red,
Then, Red Roses for my passionate love to you
People say Roses are Pink,
Then, Pink Roses to show that I admire you
People say Roses are Yellow,
Then, Yellow Roses to brighten your day
People say Roses are Lavender,
Then, Lavender Roses to say that I love you at my first sight
People say Roses are Orange,
Then, Orange Roses to say that I want to build a relationship with you
And,
People say Roses are White,
Then, The White Rose for the purity and confession of my heart
To confess in my heart that I am truly falling in love with you.
Blind Is One, Who Said Love Is Blind!
Love is such great,
They say love is blind,
One who believe this,
is a blind for sure
As Love sees something,
Which mortal eyes fail to see!
Love can see great things,
Where even wise fail to find,
Love is eternal and is infinite,
And it is boon from infinite,
Love knows to give smile,
and not to take, great is that love which sacrifice,
Even Love for love's sake!
Love says,
' go my love, here you suffer,
Can't see your face dried by gloom,
Go somewhere,
where you can bloom,
or else I go somewhere to save our love '!
Love is that great, always grateful to love,
Great to be loved,
Even The Almighty,
bow before that love,
Which can flow as pure as mountain ice melt!
Great poet sang,
'With the Beloved's water of life,
no illness remains
In the Beloved's rose garden of
union, no thorn remains.
They say there is a window
from one heart to another
How can there be a window
where no wall remains? '
And inspired heart sings,
No water required,
As nothing can dry,
The roses of love,
And love is the bed of rose,
To that pair two bodies,
one in love, one wipes the pain of another!
Souls union makes everything possible,
it may look like
perfume bed of roses,
even if full of thorns
Rose is that heart,
Which even swallows pains,
When two souls become one,
All walls fall, all pains fail,
Fair their heart feel,
When two pair of hands wipe tears of one another!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Roses are Red
Roses so red
Roses be said
To the soul and to the heart
May you always bleed from thy dart
Wiolets so blue
Violets be new
To the mind and to the eyes
Shall you always see the blue of the skys
Sugar so sweet
Surgar be beat
To the body and to the thought
May love always be sought
Roses so red
Roses be said
To the soul and to the heart
May you always bleed from my dart.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Song III
WE loved, my love, and now it seems
Our love has brought to birth
Friendship, the fairest child of dreams,
The rarest gift of earth.
Soon die love's roses fresh and frail,
And when their bloom is o'er,
Not all our heart-wrung tears avail
To give them life once more.
But when true love with friendship lives,
As now, for thee and me,
Love brings the roses--Friendship gives
Them immortality.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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A Bunch Of Red Roses
Whenever you are feeling blue,
will a bunch of red roses do
to help chase the blues away?
They come from a heart
that loves only you today.
They come from a heart
that once felt love’s pain,
so I ask you again.
If you are feeling blue,
will a bunch of red roses do
to cheer you up again?
9 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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Daisies Pushing Up Roses
“I’m pushing up daisies, but I wish they were roses.”
I am a doormat, and everyone knows it.
The pain I’ve felt through the years.
The pain I’ve dealt with has caused me fear.
How could someone hurt someone else on purpose?
Then leave them aside feeling worthless.
They leave lasting scares on your heart.
The words that hurt make you feel like your falling apart.
You’re taking life away from an innocent child.
What did you do grow up in the wild?
All the words, all the pain, make me want to walk in the rain.
The tears I’ve cried.
The times I wished that I had died are all now going to be put aside.
I’m pushing up daisies, but that’s okay.
The sun will come up soon.
There will be a new day.
Roses have thorns that may prick you, and its pretty appearance could trick you.
So be a daisy, flow in the breeze.
So I’ll go through life being the only me.
poem by RosaLee Marybeth
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The Vows Of A Rose
(her) Roses so red,
Roses be said,
To the soul and to the heart,
Shall you always bleed from thy dart.
(they) Roses be true roses be said,
Through eternal life shall you be lead
To the body to the mind
Eternity is so kind
(him) Roses so red,
Roses be said
To the old, to the youth
May you always know the truth
(they) Roses be true roses be said,
Through eternal life shall you be lead
To the body to the mind
Eternity is so kind
(her) Roses so red,
Roses be said,
Love shall never be new
For this I already knew
(they) Roses be true roses be said,
Through eternal life shall you be lead
To the body to the mind
Eternity is so kind
(him) Roses so red,
Roses be said,
To the soul and to the heart
Shall you always bleed from my dart.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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The Up's and Down's
weak slippery knock
my toe, a hill
that shadows my knee,
hurt but fulfilling absorbent
of droplet sweat that linger
in my feet
thundering tears fall above
my head shallow
the pain into my feeling,
tested like mammon in the tongue,
roar down that moves
to close the teary eyes to open
of pain
please find the sweet role of
romance that quest
the lasting happiness
holding without the beam of memories
for today is the beginning to a
lasting remembrance of
your stay
poem by Antonio Liao
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Purple Roses and Butterflies
She wears her angelic disguise
and surrounded by purple butterflies.
She walks with a bouquet of roses
and a bundle of hugs and kisses.
Now, slowly she strides along the path;
nervous just like solving her math.
She’s ready to meet her destiny,
to spend her future life with me.
Slowly there the butterflies flutter
and the purple roses smells sweeter.
As her purple gown trails down the aisle,
It seems like a hundred mile.
My heart sings and rejoices,
as she offers her trembling hand
whispers to my ear, her sweet voice
as in front of the altar we stand.
Purple roses…
Purple butterflies…
As we make our final solemn vow,
To love each other; then and now…
poem by Th3 Craft3r
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Faded Red Roses
She stood at the alter
A gown of white she did wear
With a bouquet of red roses
And blue ribbons in her hair
She waited for someone
Who was never to come
Tears leaked from her eyes
Across her cheeks did run
The bouquet of red roses
For her wedding day
Have all now faded
As time slipped away
Those faded red roses
She still holds in her hand
Years have come and gone
Waiting for this man
You’ll still find her
With tears in her eyes
As the hopes he’ll still come
Fade like the roses
Washed too much by the sun
Today she still waits all alone
Those faded red roses in her hand
Is now all that she owns
poem by David Harris
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