Time And Distance (Love Poem)
The time when the fire of love,
Becomes the warmth of loving,
When the electricity of touch,
Becomes the comfort of a hug,
When the pleasure of passion,
Becomes the marriage of minds,
When the frustration of routine,
Becomes the wish of escape,
When the distance of absence,
Becomes the need of closeness,
When the freedom of together,
Becomes the perfection of us.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Home Again (Love Poem)
I am with you now…
our distance banished, in skin-close loving warmth.
Your smile....
melts the icy chill of loneliness with springtime sun.
Your eyes…..
shine brightly now that a missing part of you is home.
Your lips……
express a long absent love in intimate eager urgency.
Your arms..…
banish an acre of empty bed in skin-close comfort.
Your body……
shivers in anticipation of loving touch that is meant to be.
I am with you now…
…needing you…holding you…loving you.
Sweet dreams my love.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Freedom In Your Marriage?
Is there freedom in your marriage?
Or is there bondage bringing woe
Is there freedom in your marriage?
This is what I'd like to know.
For marriage is two people
Each sharing the others love
Not telling each other how to live
Nor giving each other the shove.
For each is an individual
With free-will to be such;
Giving and receiving in their talents -
However much.
Having freedom to enjoy at times
What each may like to do;
Pleasing each other by attitude
Being happy for each too.
Standing by each other
When outsiders shoot the tongue
No matter what the cost might be
For freedom you're among.
So, is there freedom in your marriage?
I pray there is today,
For only in love's freedom -
Marriage will be for aye!
poem by Richard Merrell
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At the Altar
Now to take away your life –
Devour your soul afresh upon
The birth of every dawning day
– The spawn of sun and earth –
As of the way Prometheus lost hepatic flesh –
He stole fire! You stole gropes
And f*cks of me; so suffer thee!
Oh yes, perspire! Drizzle down the beads
Upon that crimson, blotchy skin –
I see the once cocksure pose, my man,
Is wearing terribly thin.
Indeed, an absence of repose
Discloses thumping in your chest –
Irregularly rhythmic – like the humping
(When you thought I was a body to molest) .
No more! my little man, for I shall wrest
The living essence from your
Paling, quivering form! –
You’ve had your gentle calm
Before the rumblings of the storm!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Imperfection From Absence
Send me a rose thorn for my love’s rejection
Or a rosebud for thy love’s confession
Ardent love sometimes shows picture of perfection
But the absence of your touch means less affection.
The gaiety brought by sweet amity
Altogether with cup of honesty
But despite your true love and your fidelity
The absence of your thought brings nothing but anxiety.
Notes from you were very few
To little for us to find our love anew
Absence they say makes the heart fonder
But truly, absence only makes our heart shatter.
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poem by Geraldine Fernandez
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Winter Light (Love Poem)
The words that express the love from last year’s man
Warming the watery cold light of a winter morning
Expectant that flight will fill a cold bed with warmth
‘Soon’ is an empty word until ‘now’ arrives with a hug.
Dark mornings brighten the warm glow of waking
Interrupted slumber forgiven in comfort of closeness
Together in a time that is always too short for want
Magic touch soothes away the cares of the world.
poem by Ian Beckett
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A Promise For You My Love...
loving you
is not to love the air
it is to touch the petals of a flower
to savor the scent and inhale it inside my body
to make you
a part of me so that anywhere i go i must carry you inside me
loving you is not to love the air
invisible
loving you is to caress your hair
lay my head in the comfort of your bosom
loving you is not a thought but a touch
loving you is not the future but my present
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rachel(this girl)
Rachel(this girl)
please dont leave me
your like a potato
i need to put you in the fridge
you atre too hot you burn my heart
please dont leave me
you like a passion fruit
because you have passion
you must be god
because you send me to heaven(because of your passion like a passion fruit)
when we touch
i can feel PASSION
like when i touch a passion fruit
electricity sparks between us
like when you get an electric shock(but one that doesnt hurt)
poem by RebeCCA Black
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Energy streamlined
Many ways, would spread the fire.
Single way only, spreads the electricity.
She is, who turned my fire to electricity.
Towards her only, as electricity, I now run.
Keep fuse heavier
For no current failure.
04.06.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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What I feel
After every month, I know
you are near, I wait anxious
but for a moment I think of how
you take me for granted.
I feel like I’ve been violated,
I feel used like when
People use a cloth, and then they
throw it out, or like when a child
throws his toy after playing
with it for a while, because
Is old or it looks warn out.
I feel like you need me, but
only for a moment, not for the
time I deserve to be needed.
It's been five months, and I
feel like I’ve never been with you.
I feel lost without your love, without
that little time you bring into my
world. I need to tell you what I feel,
how much hurt I have in me, but
how, how to describe this to you.
How, how can I do what is needed
when all I feel is pain.
why? , why is it that loving you is
so painful to me. When love should be
like flouting, feeling light headed
with distractive thoughts that make
one feel intoxicated with love and pleasures..
The passion, the unforgiving love
that settles in my weary walls.
In my senses, and in my existence. Why
do I not feel the love, if it is you who I love,
Because loving you is all I want
to do, why do I not feel it? The love,
I just don’t feel it anywhere.
Not in the air, in your words, or
in your touch, or your absence, why?
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Techno Love
Joy and passion
The beginning of all
Text my heart to
My latest blog
Warmth form my soul
I send to you
Passion and joy
The end doesn't come
Reach out and touch another
Email and instant message
Send out my digital love
Taste my technological lust
Freedom is the key
But its action that
Opens the door
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I cry for the loves that I lost
And for the love I will never know
poem by Ismael Rodriguez
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To Be A Dragon Is To Live Free!
The intense feeling of power
The burning passion for fire
The freedom to go anywhere
The freedom, the power, the fire.
What a life it would be
I envy the legend that is still told
I envy the fire; i envy the freedom
Straight forward: i wish i was a dragon.
I wish i could fly anywhere
I wish i could have that power
And that effect on people.
The thing that makes them wonder
The thing that gives the moment of awe.
Straight forward: i want to be free
To fly anywhere i need
To play my music
To guard my passion
To write my lyrics
To breathe my fire
To cry when i need to
To let it all out
Whenever i need to
To be always on MY TIME
All other time has passed
And disappeared and almost stopped
So i could breathe for just one moment
So i could breathe my fire
My fire, my passion
My life, is my life so let me be
To be a dragon is to live free!
poem by Lost Princess
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Flying (Love Poem)
I travel into your liquid eyes this evening
Your smile just makes my grey day bright
Touch, with a feeling more than closeness
Tenderly coaxing the gentle flower to bloom.
I taste your sweeter than honey lips now
Your beating heart makes mine miss a beat
Loving, with a passion more than blood
Tingling temptation as the petals open now.
I feel your body closer than skin tonight
Your fingers desire claw me to you again
Passion, flying together in time and space
Deafening tranquillity as two become one.
poem by Ian Beckett
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What Did You Say?
did you say that you married for the wrong reasons?
he, for his handsome face and bulging muscles
beneath that corduroy pants, her pleasure
she, for her delicate curves and porcelain skin
and silky hair, his heaven
and the days of marriage drag like someone so heavy
and sickly is carried away at bay,
conversations lapse, and caresses become boring,
and sleeping together has become nothing but routine
review what was there, each moment, each time of togetherness,
my oh my, both of you smile, feeling so happy...forever?
'this is marriage', you say it. You must say it again.
a happy marriage, because there is no other option, no choice.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Marriage A-La-Mode
Why should a foolish marriage vow,
Which long ago was made,
Oblige us to each other now
When passion is decay'd?
We lov'd, and we lov'd, as long as we could,
Till our love was lov'd out in us both:
But our marriage is dead, when the pleasure is fled:
'Twas pleasure first made it an oath.
If I have pleasures for a friend,
And farther love in store,
What wrong has he whose joys did end,
And who could give no more?
'Tis a madness that he should be jealous of me,
Or that I should bar him of another:
For all we can gain is to give our selves pain,
When neither can hinder the other.
poem by John Dryden
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Why should a foolish marriage vow
Why should a foolish marriage vow,
Which long ago was made,
Oblige us to each other now
When passion is decay'd?
We lov'd, and we lov'd, as long as we could,
Till our love was lov'd out in us both:
But our marriage is dead, when the pleasure is fled:
'Twas pleasure first made it an oath.
If I have pleasures for a friend,
And farther love in store,
What wrong has he whose joys did end,
And who could give no more?
'Tis a madness that he should be jealous of me,
Or that I should bar him of another:
For all we can gain is to give our selves pain,
When neither can hinder the other.
poem by John Dryden
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Electricity
Our one source of energy
The ultimate discovery
Electric blue for me
Never more to be free
Electricity
Nuclear and hep
Carbon fuels from the sea
Wasted electricity
Our one source of energy
Electricity
All we need to live today
A gift for man to throw away
The chance to change has nearly gone
The alternative is only one
The final source of energy
Solar electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
E . . .
song performed by by Omd
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Goodbye
(music: j.s. bach / lyrics : norma tanega)
Go my love
Go softly goodbye
Life is like an empty dream
Lost in the sky
I see through my tears
The sadness of years
The shadows of happiness passing
I will miss the sun when you go
I will miss the mornings of laughter and tears
Your hello and more than this as you go
Gone is the light from the day
Gone is the pleasure of night
And when you go no more welcoming love
Or a dream
So goodbye my love
Goodbye
So my love
Go gently goodbye
Memories of loving you never will die
My longing will pass
My loving will last
The whispers of time never dimming
I will miss your touch when you go
I will miss the wonder of magical love
As it grows and more than this when you go
Gone is the warmth of your smile
Now is the coldness of snow
Gone when you go is the welcome of love
And the dream
So goodbye, my love
Goodbye
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Freedom in Despair
Freedom in Despair
Being set free and feel
the touch of a stranger
to see their true colors
and how they loved me so
Showing their passion
buried beneath a diary
a single rose to give
and now i should understand
This is not freedom
a single touch of the war
and painted dead black
with it's melacholy way
Passionate with no passion
free with no freedom
twisted with black and red
a stranger broght through
a long, lost war
Yes this was certain
this was love
love and hate
all will do the same
destroy me
poem by Devon Maxwell
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Yes, What's Love Got To Do With This?
we're here in paradise
the view too alluring
a sunrise bringing warmth
touching our cheeks
sending comfort to our
dwindling minds
do not ask so many questions
it will be a waste of time
plunge and be wet
rise and be naked
come! sit beside me
i will shower you with kisses
i shall make you forget
what love is all about
this is a matter of survival
a touch, a hug, a kiss
a busting of colors in our mind
in there we never need
names and ranks and categories
colors combining
love a nowhere
this is my body
take it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Marriage
Marriage is not
Butterfly excitement
And passion.
Marriage is
Permanent peace
And stability
Comfort and
Sameness.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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