Lament on a sweetheart
When I was young and sure of myself
and almost still a greenhorn,
you were already meant for me
and when I came back from the thundering of war
I marvelled about my chances with you,
and got you
as the girlfriend of girlfriends.
.
That time was filled
with almost a life time’s happiness
that was pressed into moments
and your glittering eyes,
the softness of your lips
left me breathless
and with a new beat
my heart was knocking
so if you had become
a part of my being
and could read every though of mine
and comprehended me better
than I myself.
Through university classes I covertly watched you
and my thoughts were only with you
as if nothing else really mattered
and your enchantment
really hit me to the core.
It was if your smile
could even drive away
the grey of a Cape winter
and I started to write verses to you,
gave flowers and gifts
and when you adored me
it was far past special
and utterly naive I believed
that nothing could come between us,
as if love has an own fortress
as an entrenchment.
Now it’s years later
and sometimes when I sleep
I dream that you
are embracing me
and I know
that some flames never die
and I wonder when
I will have a chance with you again
and I am trying to shatter destiny,
to build a life with shoelaces
and like a giant
to stand against life’s thundering blows.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Mine Again
I remember when you used to be mine
Way back when
I was too naive to love you right
But now if I only had the opportunity
I would do anything
Because my heart still believes
[chorus]
Maybe you could be mine again
Maybe we could make that dream for real
Like way back then
When love was yours and mine
Maybe we could bring it back to life
It's irrelevant to dwell on the past
I'm accountable for what went bad
And I mean that
But I keep on praying for another chance
Just to have you back
Cause I've grown
And I know how to be your everything
[chorus]
Maybe you could be mind again
Maybe we could make that dream for real
Like way back then
When love was yours and mine
Maybe we could bring it back to life
No, no it ain't over yet
I just can't accept the possibility
We weren't made for each other's arms
I know you're my destiny
We can't erase what was meant to be
Part of you and part of me
If we try one more time
Maybe somehow we'll survive
Maybe you could be mine again
Maybe we could make that dream for real
Like way back then
When love was yours and mine
Boy maybe we could bring it back
Maybe we could bring it back
Maybe we could bring it back to...
Life
Maybe you could be mine
song performed by by Mariah Carey
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Sonnets to someone special
I. There was a time
In the past there was a time
when magic was everywhere around me
and the loving between us
seemed so strong
as if it could outlast
even life itself
making moments sublime
and through the years
I have loved other girls
but never as deep as then
and no relationship was as enchanting
as with you
and no woman was as smitten with me
as when we were young at university.
II. At that time we were in spring
At that time we were in spring
and I heard every bird
that we met sing
of the beautiful summer
as if it had already begin
and summer days were bright
up to eight in the evening
and every night
was almost unbearably romantic
and joy danced in your eyes,
your lips gleamed
in the candle light
of that special restaurant
and I knew that you really loved me.
III. I picked bunches of red roses
I picked bunches of red roses,
roses of any colour
that I could find,
wrote stacks of letters
and gave cards of affection by the hundred
and you blushed at the first kiss
which was really special to me
and there was a new energy
in every embrace
and the stars twinkled
and the light
from the lamppost faded yellow
and somehow you caught the sun
in your smile.
IV. Our hands were joined
Our hands were joined
as if seeking each others
by themselves
and just walking with you
and talking to you, was really special
and it was if I already knew you
and a lot like déjà vu
but the spark between us
was fresh and new
and even one glance
from your opal eyes
with ever changing colours
brought joy, enchantment, excitement
and fire to my soul.
V. You have always been really pretty
You have always been
really pretty
but now many years later
you are lovelier
than I remember
as if maturity
has brought greater beauty
and character, experience and wisdom
have edged into your soul
and when we meet
I experience the same magic,
but now that flame is raging
as if for years I were sleeping
and destiny is bringing you back to me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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When you love some one
When you love someone and it doesnt show
When you need someone but your all alone
Look back at those lovely memories in the past
For they would help you stand your ground
Things that happen are meant to be
For these events shape your destiny
Never look sad never feel down
What happend to you happens to every one
If given a chance to change time...
i wish ill have you for the rest of my life
But if wishes are true and meant to be
Im sure not in this life but in the next
You will be my destiny.....
poem by Grishan Ramswamy
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A Discarded Dream
A life in writing is all I wanted
I watched other friends reach
pinnacles I could only dream about.
Their writing shone
like bright stars
as mine just gathered dust.
Rejected time and time again
The more I wrote
The more the rejections grew,
until in the end I looked at what I had
and the years I for-fitted
searching, scrambling for a dream
Every glimmer of hope,
and there were plenty
seemed to crumble
and like sand slip through my fingers.
In the end after my mentor and friend died.
The only person to encourage me
when I was filled with despair
something within in me died as well.
I looked back at what I called
all those wasted years.
I then gave up the one thing
that gave my life some meaning.
Discarded it as a child would a broken toy.
The dream I had was broken,
un-repairable so I thought.
I declined to be a nobody
without any future promised land.
Giving up without even taking a stand.
The years tumbled by
and I found much to my surprise
there was no longing left within my eyes.
The faith I had in myself
also died a lonely death.
The love for what I wanted to do
withered without repair.
I put my pen down
I swore for the last time.
No more would I pursue the dream
that had consumed me
Therefore, down the road
I went swearing never to return.
For years that promise I kept.
The fire flickered and dimmed,
but somehow never died
for deep within the embers
a small flame still flickered alive.
A chance encounter,
a request to read someone else’s work
and comment of two was enough.
To ignite the flame
to burn brighter than before.
Awakening a dormant dream
that had been cast aside.
The dream then flourished
with no ending in sight.
Everyday it awakens more.
Therefore, for those who read
what happen to me
don’t discard your hopes and dreams,
for one day you’ll turn a corner
and those dreams will come true.
9 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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Far Too Little I Know
I
Far too little I know about the things that lie between us,
I see the sea drawing back and rushing in,
I know too little to tell you about my love,
see your tracks disappearing over a sand dune.
I know too little to talk about a secret,
how one day can be so very special,
filled with life changing meaning,
about the things that I read in your eyes
but that that you really love me,
I know before the sea wipes our tracks away
when I kiss you and get you giggling,
while we give new steps into life
when you became the meaning in my small universe;
if you were the light falling through the window on me.
II
If you were the light falling through the window on me,
a star shining at night against the sky,
I would have been able to admire you, in days without end
but now thunder flashes down
whiter than daylight into my life
becoming part of my life,
to again jump to somewhere else
as if single moments are everything
and far too short was the time that you could stay,
with almost endless cheerfulness that you could bring
in this tough world as part of me,
where my heart could sing songs of joy
and far too little time I had invested in you,
how should I have known that I would make an oath with you?
III
How should I have know that I would make a oath with you
before I met you,
have a concept of such intimate feelings,
as with which you are part of my whole world?
How must I have know the meaning
of faith, love and hope
and about professing of true love
before our lives started together
on ways that I could not expect
and could learn to love
past events, years and times reaching to maybe,
that you are part of everything in me?
I want to love you as in days long past,
in the winter of my life.
IV
In the winter of my life
when all the trees around me stand skeleton,
with stripped branches shivering in the wind,
with sometimes a thunder bashing down
I sometimes remember the look in your sea-green eyes
where colours so secretly come together,
even when my body bend like branches, bended by age
as if in my thoughts they are looking forever at me,
it’s as if a new spring just have got to come,
as if your arms surround my neck,
with you flowering anew
as a angel of light
it’s sometimes as is you are with me,
when the morning starts with its first rays.
V
When the morning starts with its first rays,
with the sky changing from twilight grey to blue,
hang with the moon still hanging white
I am caught like a lizard
that prays to the sun,
where it’s rising white hot,
where I sit before your photograph
that shows every bit of your beauty,
but the nights and months past
while every day you look back
from that photograph
and I wonder if you still do love me?
and I think certainly, you are just as pretty,
when the sun throws its last rays over the trees.
VI
When the sun throws its last rays over the trees,
drawing shadows out long
before it reaches out
with long orange red rays
and the streetlights suddenly are awakening
give eyes to poles, becoming orange yellow
then I know
that you are somewhere else and just as pretty,
that you are laughing somewhere else,
caring after your children, doing your duties,
stretching yourself out for the night,
after kissing your children goodnight
and I am really longing while I am waiting,
I miss the way that you laugh in pleasure.
VII
I miss the way that you laugh in pleasure,
how you cry for a beautiful movie,
even expecting something good out of poor things,
how on a dark rainy night you shelter against me,
the way that you look at me,
the feelings that you bring to me,
as if you’re green eyes shines like the sea,
with every word going into my depths
but time takes an own road
and destiny is without mercy,
where at a time we both had to go different directions
and still try to jump over horizons with words
and maybe I have to court you again anew,
far too little I know about the things that lie between us.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Till Destiny do us Part
Sitting here by your bed side,
With memories all so wide,
Helplessly I remain,
My heart filled with anguish,
On top of all the pain,
Watching you pass me by,
Remembering all the things you said,
Before you said good bye…
Those lovely words when we first met,
I knew that our marriage was already set,
Those desperate moments of waiting for you,
Seemed as if the clock had stopped ticking too,
The day of our marriage can be described as,
The best day of my life,
As I was about to tie the knot for,
The rest of my life
Finally my dream had come true,
Of becoming one with you,
I was left speechless,
In my happiness,
There was just one thing I desired to say,
My love was something,
That would never go away,
For which you’d also never be required to pay,
But, it seemed too late,
And I had already started to accept my fate
You taught me how to live without you,
It is difficult, but
I’ll manage…
There will once be a time when,
Destiny reunites us until eternity then,
We shall never part again…
poem by Suraj Samtani
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For My Boys - Dedicated to Brendan & Christopher
My life changed the day,
You came into this world.
The life that I knew,
Became unfurled.
In held you so close.
I looked in your eyes.
The joy that I felt.
And the tears filled my eyes.
My finger you took.
You grasped with your hand.
For your life I would fight.
For your dreams I would stand.
I then took you home.
My sweet little boy.
You were God's special gift.
My bundle of joy.
Time it passed on.
You started to talk.
Then within a few weeks.
Your first steps you did walk.
The first day of school.
It was then I did know.
One day I would have to,
Let my special gift go.
You scored your first goal.
Mom and I were so proud.
We cheered for you son.
We praised you so loud.
Time it marched on,
You had your first date.
You were growing so fast.
Time does not wait.
Then you drove the car.
You drove it away.
I remembered the little ones.
In which you used to play.
Now off to college.
My boys now a man.
I can't help to remember.
The day it began.
Then you fell in love.
You walked down the aisle.
The future you'd have.
Made mom and me smile.
Your first child was born
Now you and your wife.
Had your special gift.
And your reason for life.
I remember the Christmas.
That we had that year.
New memories to cherish.
The old ones still dear.
But I just want to tell you.
The days that I miss.
Toys in the rec room.
That sweet good night kiss.
Prayers before bedtime.
Watching my angels sleep.
These are the moments.
In my heart I do keep.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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The Better Part Of Life
We're all together once again
For the first time in i don't know when
We were so close once upon a time
There were five of us kids at home
Two girls, three boys and dad and mom
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember that old swimming hole
Where we would swim so long ago
And all them possum grapes and muskedines
And do you recall the time
We all got drunk on homemade wine
That was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How i wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin' lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember how we talked as kids
Of what we'd be when we got big
And all the dreams that we held in our minds
I wanted to be a singin' star
And you all said that i'd go far
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember all the fun we had
Back when they say times were bad
And life was good to us and things were fine
We had fun and we had love
And a mom and dad to care for us
But that was is the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How i wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin' lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Sweet memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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When Love Dies
What first began with ecstacy continued for a while...
She captured every part of me with each seducing smile...
It's not that she intended this, yet that's how things turned out
And some would say that perfect bliss is what life's all about...
The weeks flew by, yet time stood still each moment we embraced
And I recall the utmost thrill of how her lips would taste...
I held her close, we stood as one, our hearts were beating fast...
So how was I to know our fun just wasn't meant to last?
She didn't call, she didn't write, I saw no reason why...
But then one night, I gained insight and then watched my love die...
And die it did, at first quite slow, for who wants love to end?
Its death struck me a mortal blow... I'm not the same, my friend...
A part of me, with love, died, too... How can I love again?
How can what's left of me pursue true love like trusting men?
So here I am, alone once more, no lips to kiss at all,
Indeed more lonely than before, since memories I recall...
How many years are left to live, if living's quite the word?
A broken heart, what can it give? To love would be absurd...
If I've one chance, then that's enough, perchance to raise the bar!
For broken hearts still yearn to love! That's just the way they are!
poem by Denis Martindale
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Better Part Of Life
Were all together once again
For the first time in I dont know when
We were so close once upon a time
There were five of us kids at home
Two girls, three boys and dad and mom
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember that old swimming hole
Where we would swim so long ago
And all them possum grapes and muskedines
And do you recall the time
We all got drunk on homemade wine
That was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How I wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember how we talked as kids
Of what wed be when we got big
And all the dreams that we held in our minds
I wanted to be a singin star
And you all said that Id go far
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember all the fun we had
Back when they say times were bad
And life was good to us and things were fine
We had fun and we had love
And a mom and dad to care for us
But that was is the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How I wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Sweet memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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My Love Story
There is a girl in my life,
she's someone so close to my heart.
i hold her dear and high,
for she brings light to my dark night.
I can remember vividly the first day i met her,
i was stunned greatly for she holds the beauty of the sky.
her smile was so mild, even nature would blush at sight
no wonder all the boy wanted her to be thier's in class.
I manoeuvered my way into her life,
and she accepted me with open arms.
everyday i sit quiet just to watch her smile,
for i was mesmerised greatly by her beauty charm.
As time passed, we became best of friends
life became sweet, for her smile wiped my tears.
there is no friend who captured my heart like her,
for she's as mild as the stars in the sky.
But shortly after, my friendship begat love
and everything began to change in my life.
my heart started beating faster without a stop,
my thoughts was clouded by the beauty of her smile.
she's all i think of all day long,
sometimes i call her name in my dream.
my love for her was so strong,
and i loved her even in my sleep.
But my love for her remained a tale,
for in her presence i become so lame.
not once could i summon courage to tell her how i feel,
for those three lovely words were tied on my lips.
Time flew before i realised it,
the final exam came and we all made our exits.
everything changed before i knew it,
for the world changed from how i met it.
My happy moments became a tale,
for my cheerful heart had lost its taste.
i sit all day long thinking of my past,
for all i have left is the memory of her smile.
poem by Randy Micheal
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Every Time I Open My Eyes
Night or day
I dream of you
Dream of spending time with you too
Dream we decided to fall in love and that you'd always stay
Sometimes it makes me want to sleep all the time
What's the point of being awake
When during my dreams is when I'm happy
Because during my dreams you're here with me
I'll try to sleep for your sake
We've had the best times together these past three weeks
Even though I haven't seen you in awhile
Every night I go to sleep with a smile
But every morning, every time I wake up
I feel the depression, someone take this cup
Because every time I open my eyes I'm still alone
No matter how sweet the dream, it ends
No matter how much love my heart sends
The dreams they end and when I open my eyes I'm empty
When I open my eyes I'm still alone, I'm still me.... just me
I almost don't want to dream for fear of harsh reality
I know it's selfish of me
To want to dream all day and then not because it hurts my feelings
I wish I could just tape up my heart with sealings
And not let anyone is because all I dream of is true love
And all I can think when I wake up is: I'm completely alone
I'm unloved
I can't write poetry, and I can't rhyme
I have no skill, and I have no true love
EVERY SINGLE TIME MY EYES ARE OPEN!
I'm just alone even when I close my eyes to cry, the second they open tears
Come again, because I'm still alone...
It's gotten to the point where I can barely cry I've drowned in my emotion
I almost wish for death again, anything to end this loneliness
Why do I seek love so ardently when I have nothing left to give of me...
Maybe that's why when I open my eyes I may be a young boy
But I feel like
'An old man, filled with regrets, waiting to die alone.'
poem by David Knox
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Church Of Your Heart
Cant we leave the world outside
Just for a while? just for a while?
Spend some time, you and i
Under this bright glorious sky
Its been so long since I first saw you
But I still love that smile in your eyes
Yes its true, right from the start
I believed in the church of your heart
Yes its you, that make me part of
And I believe in the church of your heart
Step inside, lay yourself down
Just for a while, rest for a while
I can hear a thundering sound
Beating inside when youre around
Its been so long since I first met you
Since we made love, you know how time flies
Yes its true, right from the start
I believed in the church of your heart
Yes its you that make me be part of
And I believe in the church of your heart
In the church of your heart
Yes its true, right from the start
I believed in the church of your heart
Yes its you that make me be part of
And I believe in the church of your heart
Pretty baby its true, right from the start
I believed in the church of your heart
Yes its you that make me be part of
And I believe in the church of your heart
In the church of your heart
song performed by by Roxette
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Destiny (Terzanelle)
Destiny sparks thundering through,
my life with an iron rod
and day after day I stand not knowing what to do
as if waiting for the presence of a god
to control
my life with an iron rod
and wherever I go wherever I stroll
destiny is still taking mastery
to control
as if the power that it wields, outreaches me
as if I am a slave with a curse
destiny is still taking mastery
of times in better and in worse
always pre-empting everything
as if I am a slave with a curse
and I am driven to wherever its whip rings cracking.
Destiny sparks thundering through,
always pre-empting everything
and day after day I stand not knowing what to do.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Girlfriends Girlfriend
(j.spinks)
She was my girlfriends girlfriend (yeah)
I woke up in someones bed
I couldnt remember what happened last night
I heard a voice then someone said
Roll over baby dont be wasting my time
La la la la la la la la
I prayed for someone Id recognize
La la la la la la la la
I didnt know that I was in for one great big surprise
She was my girlfriends girlfriend yeah
She was my girlfriends girl
I turned around unsure
She looked so good you could have picked me off the floor
This is cool this is it
I feel so bad I cant remember what we did
La la la la la la la la
She said boy youd better open your eyes?
La la la la la la la la
In walked my girlfriend she jumped on the other side
She was my girlfriends girlfriend yeah
She was my girlfriends girl
La la la la la la la la
She said boy youd better open your eyes
La la la la la la la la
In walked my girlfriend she jumped on the other side
She was my girlfriends girlfriend yeah
She was my girlfriends girl
She was my girlfriends girlfriend yeah
She was my girlfriends girl
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Outfield
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Song Of My Love
As the rains come and the winds blow
so the days go and the years flow.
The crash of waves the thundering skies
so my love goes on that never dies.
Before the Alfa and Omega
the beginning or the end.
Our love, was written in the stars
beyond time - transcending life and death.
Brighter than the shapes of night
supernovae pale beside that light
It was written in the stars.
I should write you love letters
to stir the heart of a woman
to make the fair maiden weep.
To be sung from the highest citadel
as I prey there beneath your feet.
A quest through time for your soul did I seek.
Life before you seeped with countless agonies
when I walked in the fires of hell,
a salve was your love it was ecstasy
left me breathless, cradled in love now I swell.
My heart so full so heavy it pains
defined in expressing this love that it claims.
Sharpest pain and sweetest pleasure
I shall love you my darling forever
through countless ages together.
Beyond time beyond life beyond death.
It was written in the stars.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Mom
You held me in your arms for the first time,
Warm tears were rolling down on your white cheeks,
And for the first time, I felt the love's delight,
I understood that this is how love speaks.
Drops of happiness betrayed your infinite excitement,
Our two hearts as one then began to beat,
entering in a new stage of love's enlightenment,
Your smile was angelic, and your breath so sweet.
So many sick days you watched over me,
Whispering with love, “You’ll be fine!”
So many late nights spent on your knee,
You taught me love's reason to shine.
You were there with me when I took the first step,
You taught me when to move and when to stand still,
When to leave my worries on the doorstep,
You have inspired me with your power and your will.
You gave me comfort in pain and sorrow,
You were always by my side,
You taught me what's tomorrow,
You taught me how to read and how to write.
You walked with me on my first day of school,
The first book that we read together, it’s now long past,
You taught me that to be myself is cool,
To live each day as the first one or maybe as the last.
With love and tender, you corrected all of my mistakes,
I still remember how you told me; You are the best!
No matter how much hurts or what it takes,
You always have to live the truth and stand the test.
You taught me to say what I think and what I feel,
Without any fear, always watching the sky,
To dream but also to know what is real,
To be powerful when I'm down and modest when I'm up high.
You taught me to comfort others with my love,
And to spread the Light, all around me,
You told me that I am a child of God's above,
You taught me to believe in Eternity!
So many precious things you planted in my heart,
You gave me life and taught me how to live it too,
You're up in Heaven, but we'll never be apart,
Today, tomorrow, always Mother, I Love You.
poem by Marius Alexandru (28 February 2021)
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Golden Years
he finally reached his golden years
wanted to leave his family,
thoughts and love to share.
so he sat with pen in hand
wrote about his lifes plan.
it started off with just his dream
never expecting the unforseen.
as his plans began to unwind
he found himself lost in time.
he joined the army at an early age
this was to become the setting stage
he survived the street gangs and a war
and never talking about what he saw.
he managed retail businesses all his life
met the woman who would become his wife.
he had always loved children
so he thought it was time
his wife agreed and it turned out fine.
a beautiful little girl came into their life
and everything seemed twice as nice.
now he had two women who captured his heart
and knew right then, that this was the start.
the start to his golden years
with his wife he could share.
all the dreams that were meant to be
was now becoming a reality.
but the years was going by fast
he knew his dreams would not last.
now with this thought in mind
he decided it was time
to put his life in perspective
for the golden years to become effective.
so he changed his train of thoughts
a late retirement he would abort.
he retired before his time
so he could enjoy life the way
that it was meant to be
living happy and carefree.
now that he finished writing
down his thoughts and plans
he let them know
'YOUR PERCEPTION BECOMES YOUR REALITY'
and this is what mine was to me.
the golden years are now mine
and i'm lost in its time.
poem by Louis Rams
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Everlasting Abiding Love
Who will infusion write
superbly written proverbial
parable in wisdom verse
Promoting the essential need
of a stock of daily compliments
to store up as a life time larder
Of everlasting abiding love?
Secret recipe for eternal love
is not mythical flame above
Small treasure gifts of kindness
serve to daily alleviate life woes
life serves all such bitter blows
Happiness bright source flames
from true love’s treasure gifts
in times of need this store uplifts
Inspired by the poem ‘Happiness II’ by Juan Olivarez.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Life After Ending Love
Who has said that there is a life after ending love
Who has said that i ever could live after the day that you've gone
Your love has took with it every thing that one day was only mine
You laugh, your smile, those alluring eyes
All those were my life, took away my life
Everything that i had disappeared at once
Breathless you've leaved this poor heart of mine
Once upon the time we were lovers and you were only mine
After the day that you've gone i couldn't live even i couldn't die
Who has said that the life stays the same after ending love
Breathless still this poor heart of mine
The memories are there after ending love
Hurting my heart and i'm dieing every single day
more then thousands times
Still can't imagine that some one else
are holding your arms
Broken my heart you leaved, still crying your pain.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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