Rubaiyat of Romance
Romance draws from response to stimulate,
and span two dreams’ convergence, second state,
meets live with love to spurn Time’s rendezvous,
ignoring jigsaw mind-set’s zigzag gait.
Love is link ‘pheronomic’ catalyzed,
Romance is ritual, hopes realized, -
what complicated seemed is later seen
as simple steps towards goal undisguised.
Romance: a link between ‘pretend’ ‘extend’,
where end to means is sometimes means to end,
where current flow re...volts as feelings churn ~
though real solutions may seem round the bend.
If whirlwind is Romance see dance with fast
advance, retreat before decision’s cast
upon love’s winds which often after time
turn zephyr into cyclone's whirlwind blast.
‘Festina lente’, ‘hasten slowly’, ~ Fate
may be amused when we anticipate
the way the dice is rolled a turn or two,
but should turn guilty temptor from gilt gate.
Romance is all about “anticipate”
while love is passion, - lessons learned too late
may heighten disillusion when heart’s chart
from artless spins to envy, hope to hate.
Romance is bed of roses for the mind,
Love, blind, this channels - nearness, distance pined,
Romance in polychrome makes awesome write
yet turns to empty rite with motives blind.
Be wary of presumption, stretching luck,
too few are called where most, lame, come unstuck,
identify the slipstream tipping crown,
avoid spin drown in cyclone vortex suck.
Oft man and maid confuse Romance and Love,
to summon images of turtle dove,
of partnership above Life's passing years,
no tears may know, advancing hand in glove.
Yet when to test of time is marriage put
Man calls both head and tail despite the foot
which in his mouth so often shows he lies
while maid’s mascara tears soon turns to soot.
She cares for kids, where he kids, cares to rest
before some sport - while she supports the rest,
works both from nine to five and five to nine.
He sports bright ties - light ties prefers the best!
She looks ahead while he, as head, looks on
good looks - which in her book is more than wrong,
regretting grass seems greener seen through fence,
defence of dreams is sold short, for a song.
He wields the axe, while she bears forty whacks,
He thinks he wears the trousers though he slacks,
He waxes wroth he ‘needs’, she kneeds the wax
fills cracks, unshackles, builds long lasting shacks.
He spares to live, she ever lives to share.
He won’t forgive, she blossoms everywhere
needs harmony not tomb to bloom, bear fruit, -
He spi[t]es for wayfare, she, sprite, lights way fair!
He fields the work, while she must work the fields.
She feels the pinch, while he both pinches, feels.
She earns her keep while he her earnings keeps, -
She yields the count, while he, he counts the yields!
He’d lay the rules and rule the lays. Some say
unbalanced are the scales! On Judgment Day -
when all are weighed he’s wanting found withal -
while she’s a paragon, he’s gone astray!
She swears to honour, cherish and obey,
while he of harem dreams, as Pasha, Bey, -
what’s worth his plot of earth if one fine day
parthenogenisis may come to stay?
If SHE could autoreproduce or clone,
If SHE the race continued all alone,
what trace would HE retain who, vain, sees end
as master, losing face, to lying prone?
If HE, who least believes, leaves set as stone,
If HE, who most receives, heaves righteous moan
then Mona Lisa sentence might suspend
and spare the rib that cuts her to the bone.
For Woman is the source, the stream, the flow,
SHE bends where HE may break when strong winds blow,
HE who would rule the cradle seldom takes
sufficient time to nurture Nature, know
Romance may be spun out till kingdom come,
is not a cobweb to entice the dumb,
led on through love to larder poorly stocked,
who seeking cake discover acrid crumb.
But what to love is ‘inside’ or is ‘out’?
for Time’s dimension love would do without ~
the signpost seen may blow now east now west,
crow heeds no fixed road stop sign roundabout.
Though rhyme and reason often are withheld
till time and season pass, their winter knelled,
sustained romance essential is where heart
would chart affection through tomorrow welled.
Who would evolve must choose from many doors,
each offers either fame or blame, doom draws,
each offers health or wealth, advance or pause,
must think the link between effect and cause.
What love is, what romance, though, who foresees?
What choice reject, what opportunities
take for, or take as, granted, who can tell?
Time twists or undertows the flows men seize.
What matters and to whom? What gravities
matter patter pater mater tease –
conundrums which a life-long paradox
entertains until all memories
are atomised upon a karmic breeze,
blown willy-nilly till, like honeyed bees,
they bumble on towards a homely hive,
they stumble on till patterns by degrees
from angles wide frame focus, offer keys.
For who between the lines can read, chalk, cheese,
discerns – the waft and weft of substance – learns
to draw the line dividing wood from trees.
So grasp Romance’s finger as it writes,
wait not love’s Time, tune tide to timing, flights
of fancy twin with opportunity
which may not seed again. Feed dreams’ delights!
(c) Jonathan Robin 26 January 2007 after Edward Fitzgerald
notes
Edward Fitzgerald – Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam http: //www.arabiannights.org/rubaiyat/index2.html
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Romance Bore Seduction
Hand blessed hand, caressed.
A blushing rose, her face;
Her breast alive;
The elfin nose, a diamond set -
A kiss upon perfection
Bore a rise of pulse
To coach a sultry moan
Across a mellow breath of wine.
He knew; he sensed,
And easing loose a clasp of lace,
Another sign of her relenting:
Wild the play of eyes,
A fuller glide of skin;
He felt the now begin -
Her swell, intention in the sigh.
And so to hedge his move upon the cue -
The cry of deep anticipation,
Waxing all he saw -
Tho' not for us to view -
Arrived, emotion raw.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter

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(Valentine's Day) Romance, Emotion, Passion, And Love
You'll never lose….., for it fills your heart……,
Instantly you feel it….., when Cupid shoots his dart……,
Now you won't be lonely…., ever again……,
For God has smiled on you from Heaven above……,
With Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..! ! !
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..,
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love……,
It's the thrill of a lifetime…., there's never enough….,
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..! ! !
When luck decides to touch your soul……,
Suddenly you're body loses control…….,
All sadness is gone and your dreams are on fire……,
Desire is all your mind is thinking of…….,
With Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..! ! !
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..,
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love……,
It's the thrill of a lifetime…., there's never enough….,
Romance, Emotion, Passion And Love…..! ! !
..................................Trade Martin.2012.
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My Chemical Romance
My Chemical Romance
By Shawn Cline
It was a Romance with no feelings for me or others.
It was a time that my Romance took my life from me.
It was the beginning of the end of my life.
No hopes no dreams just space and emptiness.
My Romance had no heart nor love, for they were locked within my deepest soul.
The chains that held me down were from my own doings that I did not want to face.
Life itself was my enemy, which I fought to the very end of my romance.
My Chemical Romans was my only love, friend and assurance to make me better.
I did not want to ask for help because I knew that someone would tell me the truth.
My Chemical Romans was sucking the very life from me, my friend that I trust.
I pray one day My Chemical Romance can be put away for good;
And I can live my life without pain, blame, denial, depression, anger, fear and shame
Just to have one day to be me, confident in My Romance for Life and Dreams
But it may be too late for me, because I am a weak soul lost for today…..
poem by Shawn Cline

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The Greatest Romance Ever Sold
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
So what do u know, u and me
Finally face 2 face
Checking each other up and down
In all of the obvious places
Was there ever a reason 4 us 2 be apart?
The air that fills up this room says, not hardly
So this is where u end, and u and I begin ...
(thats where u and i, u and I begin)
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
Baby, baby
Now your mind is open
2 poetry seldom heard
Ur heart has never been broken
Until uve heard these words:
Your body was designed 2 respond 2 mine
In spite of your desire 2 mold me
And in the middle of it all -
We kiss and like rain (like rain) we fall into ...
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
Oh, I know u can feel me,know that u can dance
But what do you know about the greatest romance?
Not what u think, but what u believe
What was the real reason that adam never left eve?
And if the truth sounds like a memory
Then u know it was meant to be (meant 2 be), meant 2 be
Leave your inhibitions behind come on, come on, and see
So this is where u end (this is where u end)
And u and I begin ... (u-hu)
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
I know u can feel, I know that u can dance
But what do you know about the greatest romance?
(the greatest romance ...)
Not what u think, but what u believe
Can u tell me the reason (reason) that adam never left eve?
(the greatest (greatest) romance (romance) ...)
Listen 2 me
(... thats ever been sold)
U brought me
The grapes from the vine, yes u did
(the greatest romance ...)
Can I talk 2 u
(... thats ever been sold)
Listen
U help me 2 remember the secrets of time
And u - u - u, u offer me your love, your love, your love
So divine
And in return, girl, in return I will surrender
Oh yeah, I will surrender, oh yes, I will
The greatest romance thats ever been sold
song performed by by Prince

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Dance Of Romance
Is the Dance Of Romance….,
Sometimes you’re not sure….,
But you must take the chance….,
For it may last forever….,
The Dance Of Romance….! ! !
Can you remember…..,
When you could not conceal….,
The passion, the emotion….,
That you would feel….? ? ?
It’s a wondrous state of mind….,
Only time can enhance…..,
Of course that’s only…..,
If you discover love is real….! ! !
The Dance Of Romance….,
The beautiful Dance Of Romance….! ! !
poem by Trade Martin

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Teenage Romance
Teenage Romance is hitting me… again
Seems like not that long ago
I didn’t give 2 shits about romance
Other then the appreciation
“That I Courtney Redmond was in a relationship
And getting some ass”
From a guy that truly loved me for me
Sex is nice, well if I would get it on the regular
Then I could write more on it
But I can’t.
I can only say with pride
That I’m a virgin
Who reads too many romance novels
And dreams of a romance that will last for all time.
Silly dreams.
I’m such a teenager… I need a life.
I need to get laid too…. Soon
Well I think I can make it for a while
But the only thing that makes it all worthwhile
Is that I’m clean… there ain’t no bugs on me
Says the puppy in me.
I need to move on from the romance days
And into the new
No more living in the sex crazed world of others
And into the world of focusing on school
And career…. Then *poof* live on.
Being single isn’t as bad as people make it seem
Its fun most of the time
Till the dreaded Valentines day comes
Or the couple of the week meets and puts their lips together
And eww I don’t even want to talk about it anymore.
I need a drink after all this teenage romance stuff
It’s all for the birds… well more the love birds.
Girls here’s a hit how about instead of a guy
How about you get a dog.
More reliable I say on certain matters.
I hate being a teenager… might as well shoot myself
For all the drama in romance.
But hey what else would I have to hide from
Other then myself.
poem by Courtney Redmond

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Rearview Mirror Romance
Im movin Im feeling like Im rollin on my own (what could be better)
Then somewhere drivin my car the radio turn it on (what could be better)
I check around in traffic from my point of view (what could be better)
Then I saw her in the mirror
Maybe the same thing has happened to you
It was
(chorus)
Romance in a rearview mirror
Romance after just one look
Romance in a rearview mirror
I didnt know her but it didnt matter
Romance in a rearview mirror
Just by chance I still cant believe that its true love reflected sight
Its a rearview romance tonight
She pulled up close first glance I saw here eyes (what could be better)
I couldnt stop starin at her she didnt realize (what could be better)
Then looked up in the mirror smile on her faace
There she goes heaven knows
Maybe the same thing has happened to you
It was
Romance in a rearview mirror
Romance after just one look
Romance in a rearview mirror
I didnt know her but it didnt matter
Romance in a rearview mirror
Just by chance I still cant believe that its true love reflected sight
Its a rearview romance tonight
(solo)
There she goes heaven knows
I wanna meet her all alone
Romance in a rearview mirror
Romance after just one look
Romance in a rearview mirror
I didnt know her but it didnt matter
Romance in a rearview mirror
Just by chance I still cant believe that its true love reflected sight
Its a rearview romance tonight
Romance in a rearview mirror
Romance after just one look
Romance in a rearview mirror
I didnt know her but it didnt matter
Romance in a rearview mirror
Just by chance I still cant believe that its true love reflected sight
Its a rearview romance tonight
Romance in a rearview mirror
Romance after just one look
Romance in a rearview mirror
I didnt know her but it didnt matter
Romance in a rearview mirror
Just by chance I still cant believe that its true love reflected sight
Its a rearview romance tonight
song performed by by Cheap Trick

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Her First Fruit Of Love
The beauty of beauties and the handsome of handsomeness,
The romance of your romance lies through your legs;
The sweet of sweets and the passion of passions,
The romance of your romance lies through your breasts;
So incline your ear to my poems and listen to the words of the wise,
For her first fruit of love is all that i ate.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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One romance
Please let me say a story
about one romance
this romance will happen
between one woman and one man
use your imagination
and try to see yourself as this man
and me as this woman
I will be your queen
you will be my man
and romance between us
surrounding us in its magic coat
hiding our love from bitterness of this world
We will have romance
the romance with our love
I will be your chair
you will be my table
staying back to back
we will eat together our love
poem by Ata Augustyn

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A Fine Romance
Dorothy fields / jerome kern
A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But youre as cold as yesterdays mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you wont nestle
A fine romance, you wont wrestle
I might as well play bridge
With my old maid aunt
I havent got a chance
This is a fine romance
A fine romance, my good fellow
You take romance, Ill take jello
Youre calmer than the seals
In the arctic ocean
At least they flap their fins
To express emotion
A fine romance with no quarrels
With no insults and all morals
Ive never mussed the crease
In your blue serge pants
I never get the chance
This is a fine romance
song performed by by Billie Holiday

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Romance Seconds Me, Where Ever I Go by Ray Subrata
In your old age you too are trailed romantic,
Adolescent, manhood, triangle, -the tricks.
Love in any form is romance,
It is either an intoxication or trance.
When romance says you good bye,
…Love from your life by itself flies..
When I write a poem, -I cry,
I had tried, I failed, I try.
You beauty your hello lips,
Mellow voice, willowing-cave,
Youthful shape, flash in my tape,
When I paint, -the Eye –romance,
The eternity peeps, and dances,
I say, simply, it is a romance.
Shakespeare for the Dark Lady,
Turned romantic and shady,
Tagore, -swam in Labana’s lake,
He, you, and me, assume fake,
A little bio-scope-romantic sake.
Is my birth for some One’s romance,
Between Time and Nature, -a romantic play,
Am I one of Every man’s humor?
With each change of transient –clay.
My God is romance incarnate,
And the Fate I tackle is so,
Romance seconds me where ever I go.
poem by Ray Subrata Ray

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A Little Romance in My Life
I cannot explain the way I feel about you
Girl, you're always on my mind
Everytime I often think of you
I get a funny feeling that
I'm so in love with you
I want to give you all my love
Let me show you that I'm real
The love that I have shall never fade away
I'm tired of being broken hearted
I need a little romance in my life
Can't you see I need little romance?
Take my hand
May I have this dance
No one can love the way that I can love
I'm telling you
I need a chance
I need a little romance in my life
poem by Keith Williams

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Romance Seconds Me, Where Ever I Go
In your old age you too are trailed romantic,
Adolescent, manhood, triangle, -the tricks .
Love in any form is romance,
It is either an intoxication or trance.
When romance says you good bye,
...Love from your life by itself flies..
When I write a poem, -I cry,
I had tried, I failed, I try.
You Beauty, -your hello lips,
Mellow voice, willowing-cave,
Youthful shape, flash in my rib ,
When I paint, -the Eye –romance,
The eternity peeps, and dances,
I say, simply, it is and I a romantic.
Shakespeare for the Dark Lady,
Turned romantic and shady,
Tagore, -swam in Labana’s lake,
He, you, and me, assumed fake,
Live and let live to bake romance’s cake
A little bioscope-romantic sake.
Is my birth for some One’s romance,
Between Time and Nature, -a romantic play,
Am I one of Every man’s humor?
With each change of transient –clay.
Satan’s virtue made Eve, romantic,
Adam’s test of forbidden fruit,
In our life’s flow installed romantic root.
Could I live without my mother,
Whose concern by virtue is romantic,
And with my darling oblivious,
My untold hang, whispers unheard song,
In her charmed magic, to saturate the prong.
My God is romance incarnate,
And the Fate I tackle is so,
Romance seconds me where ever I go
poem by Ray Subrata Ray

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A Fine Romance
A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is
We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes
But youre as cold as yesterdays mashed potatoes
A fine romance, you wont nestle
A fine romance, you wont wrestle
I might as well play bridge
With my old maid aunt
I havent got a chance
This is a fine romance
A fine romance, my good fellow
You take romance, Ill take jello
Youre calmer than the seals
In the arctic ocean
At least they flap their fins
To express emotion
A fine romance with no quarrels
With no insults and all morals
Ive never mussed the crease
In your blue serge pants
I never get the chance
This is a fine romance
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald

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Romance Seconds Me, Where Ever I Go
In your old age you too are trailed romantic,
Adolescent, manhood, triangle, -the tricks .
Love in any form is romance,
It is either an intoxication or trance.
When romance says you good bye,
...Love from your life by itself flies..
When I write a poem, -I cry,
I had tried, I failed, I try.
You Beauty, -your hello lips,
Mellow voice, willowing-cave,
Youthful shape, flash in my rib ,
When I paint, -the Eye –romance,
The eternity peeps, and dances,
I say, simply, it is and I a romantic.
Shakespeare for the Dark Lady,
Turned romantic and shady,
Tagore, -swam in Labana’s lake,
He, you, and me, assumed fake,
Live and let live to bake romance’s cake
A little bioscope-romantic sake.
Is my birth for some One’s romance,
Between Time and Nature, -a romantic play,
Am I one of Every man’s humor?
With each change of transient –clay.
Satan’s virtue made Eve, romantic,
Adam’s test of forbidden fruit,
In our life’s flow installed romantic root.
Could I live without my mother,
Whose concern by virtue is romantic,
And with my darling oblivious,
My untold hang, whispers unheard song,
In her charmed magic, to saturate the prong.
My God is romance incarnate,
And the Fate I tackle is so,
Romance seconds me where ever I go.
poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

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Barbara My Love
An earnest manner to remember the night of your love,
For my reputation is very clear on this love at hand;
And we need each other to move on peacefully.
Honesty, kindness and faithfulness;
Extend to me the words of your pleasant love from your vineyard,
For the romance of the Nile is like the romance of the Niger!
So Barbara my love,
When righteous rules the people rejoice! !
And when love rule, corrections are made with,
Emotoinal feelings to touch the heart so dearly and deeply;
That is why i will always wait on this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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My Romance Is Not a Part Time Job
My romance is not hard or odd.
Since I've got it to give.
It's here for you...
And it lives.
My romance is not a part time job.
Full time!
You-are-on-my-mind.
You've got to know...
My romance is not hard or odd.
You've got to know...
My romance is not a part time job.
You've got to know...
I'll sweat.
Because I can't let you go!
My romance is not a part time job.
And I'll sweat.
Because I can't let you go!
My romance is not hard or odd.
My romance is not a part time job.
My romance is coming from my heart.
And I'll sweat!
Since I can't let you go!
My romance is not hard or odd.
My romance is not a part time job.
My romance is coming from my heart.
And I'll sweat!
Since I can't let you go!
And I'll sweat!
Since I can't let you go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Of All Life's States Supreme
Each days spent's play in trances to teach all nightly dreams
no light know where fair glances are absent, rarest gleams
unite free-flights bright streams, reverse sad circumstances,
enchanting spell Life's schemes, link heart to heart. True chance is
response to Love's advances in harmony which beams
from twinned souls sparked advances from Earth to airy streams.
As strawberries and cream, Time's whipped, unzipped romance is
personnified dream themes luck plucks, unending dances.
Affection's fairest stance is love's joyous damascene,
sublime state which perchance is of all life's states supreme.
Eyes glued to bright eyes team here as happiness enhances
surprise cued through shared theme that distance, Time, surpasses.
Romance sheds frontiers, years, tears, hope scope finds
translates to seventh heaven's sublime signs.
poem by Jonathan Robin

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Remember Romance
Old fashioned movies
With true love to gain
Always remember romance
And kiss in the rain.
The only thing you have
Is the hope of his kiss
And waiting for the day
Is all that you miss
In love, in romance
Looking into his eyes
Is all you want to do
No time for any lies
So send him a text
Drop him a line
And maybe one day
He’ll take the time
He’ll fall for you
And never look back
Your life will be bright
No time for dark, no black
I hope he’s always there
To take away my pain
And to remember romance
And to kiss in the rain
poem by Lottie Hammond

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Haven of Romance
Romance
came at morning
love story without end
we stole a kiss by the river
the haven of love way down in the glen
soprano voices came hither
ecstasy lingered then
with the bliss of
romance.
Only a shy young maiden was I
how could my heart ever know
that love was steadily seeping
into the innocence of my soul?
Romance
came with glory
love's fable now I pen
we fell in love one September
at a haven of love way down in the glen
your kind caress I remember
I was eager to dance
on wings of true
Romance.
poem by Drania Haplern

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