My Love For You (Alexandrine Poetry)

Your love for me a little more than nothing means,
When love as sense of self may be, than mine, less strong,
When thrill of love may keep the pain on withered greens
And night of dreams is like a teared and jerking song.

Your silence dances meaning’s words on face’s frown,
My eye of winter follows stream of light on sky,
Meandrous flow of painful words by stripping down
Their sense of meaning sounding like a sad ‘’good bye’’.

With red unfolded kisses thrilling white delight,
The moon replaces missing sun with all around.
It makes me dance my will in dreams’ abstract on height.
It makes me feel the love again and heals my wound.

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My Love For War

My little inner bird takes a flight with
a fixed height and sees changing lands
low and high, black and white with
camouflage seasons along with colourful
plants and tress, dancing , changing are
the notions, too, of life and love only fixed
is the hill, the symbol of greed, oceans are
of lust, blood takes the same colour, pain
gives the same suffering but different
meaning of them altogether , what love
means here, that love is not there so I wag
a war against love though overflowing in my
songs and poems, do I not have a heart?
Why can not I feel the same which I feel
for myself? or am I missing something,
the meaning of love? Have I not perceived
love from the sun? A sense! No, no, I have
no world in my wallet which can describe love!
War has a full of terminology so I love war.

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Words Sometimes Take On A Own Meaning

Words sometimes take on a own meaning
and sometimes they are sharp and painful
as if there is much more to words

as if a kind of secret knowledge hides in them
that are sometimes something moving.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning

but somehow words can at times miss things
and are sometimes dependent on feelings
as if there is much more to words

when through it all love brings a kind of bonding
and so you and I are attractive to each other.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning

and daily a bond develops between us,
while you become more considerable to me,
as if there is much more to words

you constantly live in my thoughts,
while love becomes real through words.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
as if there is much more to words…

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Words of Mine

My words are full of love for you
Never did I ever desire to hurt you with my words
No meaning my words hold, if they ended up hurting you
Only have desired to love you
It has only been you, whom I have loved so much
Sadly, words of mine are truly painful
Since, sorrow is a lot.
How can I tell you that my feelings are truthful for you?
Wish, I just wish that you knew the real meaning of my deep love for you
Every word of mine may appear false to you
However, how can my heart be false for you?
Heart of mine has always been crazy for you
Never did pray for anything else, but you
It is you whom I forever want to wake up in the morning with
My arms will hold you tightly, so that you can be mine
In love and with love, through my words, which desire to touch your soul
Why do you think that I hate you?
Trust me, I love you
Words of mine are full of love
Only love for you.

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Forsaking My Love

I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song
How they quiver at her voice
Why should I punish you for inclining my soul
Tempting it with the one sense that has been forsaken by her
How could I look over the thought of the brushing of lips
The touching of hands
The binding of the soul, mind, and body
O you wretched heart
What am I to do with this constant companion
How could I tear you away
When she is the cause of my agony
Or rather
It is the lack of her which brings me sorrow
It is the need for her that leaves my heart in pain
Yet she is not mine
She was never mine
She will never be mine
O my poor heart
How can I make you see reason
When all you do is show me the truth

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I Love You

I love you-
Do you remember how it was
When words were playful and seductive
And we felt
Such tenderness and warmth
Inside our hearts?

I love you
Just for being who you are,
Not trying to be somebody you're not.

I love you
Weren't just words, they truly spelled
A bond, a union between two souls who shared
Such joy and laughter and a sense of ease.

I love you
Spoke the sunlight in the trees,
And we were filled with childlike sense of awe.

I love you
Weren't just words-they were much more
That came fully alive in all we did.

I love you
Was the music of our souls-
Together we were beautifully whole
Like two stringed instruments in perfect harmony.

I love you
Like the sky, the moon, the sea,
I love you like this night that beckons me
Into your warm and passionate embrace-
I love you, darling,
Love your radiant face,
And in your smile I feel forever free!

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In Loosing Control

Your translucent metaphors
Make my blue words to become
Seeds of a mirrored thinking.
My words need your metaphors to scream,
While emerging from their painful cage.
They need to be washed
Again and again
In the Light downpour.
My words need to be loved, sweetheart,
Their mad escape happens
Sometimes, in haste.
You can make them to get out
By being so well
Mixed with hate and pain.
My words may bite your lips
In a love kiss, baby.
My words need the blood of your love.
Moreover,
They need to breathe your love
In loosing control.
Your words are leaves,
Sometimes,
Being carried off their knowledge to spread
Inside of me
For changing something-
Your very red, orange and yellow words,
Preceding the white silence of our winter.
Your words, my love,
Can become icy cubs slipping into my hot mouth
To kill my silence.
In-between dark and light,
In our secret dawns,
You make me miss their sweet touch
Inside of me
In making them to be
Love.

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She Makes Me

Words and music by brian may
I love she makes me
She is my heart
She is my love
She is my love
I know you're jealous of her
She makes me need
She is my love
She is my love
Who knows who she'll make me
As i lie in her cocoon
But the world will surely heal my ills
I'm warm and terrified
She makes me so
I know the day i leave her
I'd love her still
She is my love
She is my love
Who knows where my dreams will end
I'll follow as they grow
But the world will know
How long i'll take
And if i'm very slow
She makes me so
She is my love
She is my love

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Nothin' 'Bout Love Makes Sense

Like a cloud full of rain shouldn't hang in the sky
Ice shouldn't burn or a bumblebee fly
If you feel so happy, then why do you cry?
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Like an ocean liner shouldn't float on the sea
A pearl in an oyster or a circus of fleas
Someone so perfect can't be falling for me
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Nothin' bout love is less than confusing
You can win when you're losing, stand when you're falling
I can't figure it out
Nothin' bout love can make an equation nothin' short of amazing
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how
The way that we dance, the reason we dream
That big Italian tower, well how does it lean?
Something so strong shouldn't make me this weak
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
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Nothin' bout love is less than confusing
You can win when you're losing, stand when you're falling
I can't figure it out
Nothin' bout love can make an equation nothin' short of amazing
Wish I could explain it
But I don't know how
Like the lights of Las Vegas going out on the sand
A jumbo shrimp or a baby grand
How you're touching my heart when you're holding my hand
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Oh nothin' bout love makes sense
Oh nothin' bout love, makes sense
No no no, oh it don't make sense

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All Of The Above! !

LOVE, , ,
WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THE PHRASE I LOVE YOU, , ,
WHAT IT CAN MEAN FOR SOME REASON OR ANOTHER, , ,
THE OBJECT OR OBJECTS OF THIS EFFECTION IS ADORABLE, , ,
I WANT IT TO KEEP AS MY OWN LOVE, , ,
WHAT IS ANOTHER THOUGHT OF LOVE, , ,
TO HELP THOSE AMONGST US THAT ARE HAVEING TROUBLES THAT ARE BEYOND THIER REACH OR COMPREHENSION TO ACHIEVE THE REALITY OF LOVE, , , , , ,
TO ACHIEVE LOVE AT IT'S FULLEST HEIGHT, , ,
GIVE LOVE FROM THE HEART, , ,
LOVE FROM THE FEELING THAT IT MAKES YOU FEEL, , ,
LOVE GOOD ABOUT HAVEING GIVEN SOMETHING THAT HELPS SOMEONE, , ,
LOVE TO FEEL GOOD ABOUT, , ,
LOVE, , ,
EXCITING AND NEW, , ,
LOVE TO COME AND VIEW, , ,
LOVE WHAT'S EXPECTED OF YOU, , ,
I LOVE YOU YEA, YEA, YEA, , ,
TO LOVE, , ,
TO BE LOVED, , ,
TO GIVE LOVE, , ,
TO KNOW LOVE WHEN IT COMES, , ,
TO SHARE LOVE WITH OTHERS, , ,
LOVE AS YOU WOULD EXPECT OTHERS TO SHARE WITH YOU, , ,
LOVE, , ,
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LOVE, , ,
ALL WE NEED IS LOVE, , ,
LOVE ALL TOGETHER WORLD, , ,
WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS NOW IS LOVE, , ,
SWEET LOVE, , ,
LOVE'S THE ONLY THING THAT WE GET TOO LITTLE OF, , ,
LOVE TOO MUCH, , , TOO LITTLE, , , TOO LATE, , ,
TO SEE LOVE, , ,
WHAT IS LOVE, , ,
ALL OF THE ABOVE! ! ! !

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Silence: The art of conversation

Silence is the ultimate of speaking
sometimes words are not enough
to emphasize our agony or ecstasy
but silence makes it in all its means

sometimes silence makes love
it sometimes cause to loose a love
silence controls anger; makes peace
happiness is the outcome of peace

silence creates the feel of solitude
solitary persons thinks a lot
thinking makes the man gracious
gracious world is the hope of tomorrow

silence keep the rhythem of speaking
modulate its waves and tempo
if we sounds it with competence
it will become a fabulous song!

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It's As If The Sea Is Confined

It's as if the sea is confined
where it breaks and hits in front of us
and just as unobserved
you keep standing next to me
where the sea stretches into the blue
and in silence we are watching each other
where the sea stretches,
where the sea stretches
and I enclose you in my arms.

It's as if the sea is confined
in this small bay
and outside of it we notice a shark
but no meaning
but our love remains,
just nothing but you and I
but our love,
but our love
makes any kind of sense here.

It's as if the sea is confined
always washes in and out here
and it keeps drawing us nearer,
while we feel great and deep things
it's as if God Himself is among us,
and is watching us with big pity
as if God Himself,
as if God Himself
brings us here to new meaning.

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Unveiling lines without a rose

The white moon gleams in the wood
From every bough there comes a voice
Beneath the bower with a meaning of one choice
The pond reflects a shimmering mirror of a hood

As dawn breaks the silhouette of thoughts
Projected by the dim willow shade
Where winds lament what dreams us taught
We crave these dreams to last and not to be dread

Yet I aught to content with the thought….
If a woman ever loved
In faithful truth
As you by me
If a love faith ever found
So true in faith
As mine in you

To draw the strength
To seek the faith
That comes of self control
The truths that never can be proved
Until we close with all we loved
And in harmony we flow and lull soul to soul

Our livings will that shall endure
When all that seems shall suffer shock
We shall rise in the spiritual rock
Out of which the holy water of cure
Shall flow among our deeds and make them pure

Now I hold these lines in sin
To put in words the love’s anguish that I feel
For words like nature, half reveal
And half conceal the soul within

Oh, horrid heart how fares it with you now
That you have leaded me to failure by my own desire
And not once to stall, to repent at all or inquire
What makes me fall so low

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Stricken

I love you completely
I guess Im kinda mad about you
I love you, I love you I do
Love overcomes all of my senses
Lowers all of my defenses, yeah
And all of your faults vanish to a blind daze
Your bitterness erased by my sense of taste
And harsh words are deafened by love
I love you completely
I couldnt be madder about you
I love you, I love you I do
I love you completely
Theres nothin I see bad about you
I love you, I love you I do
Love welcomes me to every new day
The stars are all falling down my way, yeah
And all of the planets are lined in the sky
The lights are shining down upon you and i
My world is stricken by love
Kiss me over and over forever and ever my love
Kiss me all over and over forever and ever my love
The love I have for you
Makes me blind I cant see
The love I have for you
Cuts my throat I cant speak
The love I have for you makes me numb
I cant feel
The love I have for you makes me numb
I cant feel
But boy, oh boy, oh boy
I love you
Completely, yeah
I love you, I love you - I do do do do

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Synergy of Love

'Were you honed from poetry? '
I asked your saddened smile.
For it seems to tell a longing tale -
One of words in oratory
That speaks in languid metaphors
From lips of mind in deep despair
And solitude from inner wars
That over time has rendered life so frail.

'Were you carved from doleful prose? '
I sought to ask your gaze,
For a pain lies deep within your eyes -
One of barren territory
Where no fair heart could ever drift
And hope to venture back content
With grateful memories in a gift -
A land of your affectional demise.

'Do I hear a mournful hum? '
I wondered of your cry,
For it sings a song of deep lament -
One of quiet soliloquy
Recited on deserted strands
To waves that have no sense of song
And only wish to fight the sands -
A chant that cites emotional descent.

Do you know your face portrays
The colours of your soul?
It tells me at a single glance
Of how you burned your furnace whole
To stay the fire in our romance.

And see the prismic hues they bore!
I cherished all I ever saw:
Mauve of mystic; browns of rustic;
Reddened tones to match your blush;
Marine of passion, spending out your being,
Leaving you for ashen embers, fleeing
The dying light in hush of night.
And how you lay there empty.

So let me help re-grow the flowers
Once erect in fiery showers!
For now I've seen what love can do
When torn asunder - oh my catastrophic blunder!

But we must realise -
Our flaming want is meant to be!
We are the ocean and the sea;
The earth and moon; the sturdy tree:
All that makes the 'You and Me.'
And this is why I ache.
I wish to start again with thee,
In close and gripping
Synergy of love.

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Dreams Make the World Go 'Round

'Hope is a waking dream.' Aristotle

Hope is a dream - a survival of our inner thoughts,
Love is a hope that opens up our hearts,
A smile in our face that makes the love go round,
Your word and mine - its meaning well defined.

A dream woven in earnest honesty
A resolute of hope that love awaits for thee,
For we'll survive in hope that dreams gone by
A bridge connects our distance way up high.

The dream we make - a light shines in our eyes,
Connections made a way back in our present lives,
To think of us in dreams of hope impart
A promise persevered in the nook of our faithful heart.

Though dreams let go of love for now to explore,
The dream of love way back still strong and so secure,
For dreams survive in hope for love's stronghold
The torch of hope - still a dream we do uphold.

Live on with dreams to make your world go round,
Lock away the hope of love for now 'till time is ripe,
Connect that bridge 'make hope a waking dream'
Hope to survive for love the second time again.

August 5,2007
Toronto

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Poetry by Meena Mustafa

My brain is a recorder
It stores all black and white
Each time I write a poem
It throws a different light
It makes the reader happy
At times it makes him sad
The love of poetry
And the poems that I have
Words pour like fountain
Imagination takes its place
On a journey to knowledge
Poetry we must embrace
Poetry is my refuge
And keeps me on the path
Expressions take new meaning
And words pour out at last.
Poetry is a song that sings to the soul
The rhythm of the words that a pen can hold.

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Well Take The Night

Roy orbison/will jennings/j.d.souther
Baby its hard sometimes to wake and face this life everyday.
Sometimes its bad enough to stop and through the good all away.
Tonight lets put the world aside and let go toghether.
The night is one place we can hide in each others arms.
Dream on forever.
Come on baby,and well take the night.
While the stars are willing and the moon is right.
Dreams are shining in a magic light.
Come with me,oh well take the night.
You and me,oh well take the night.
Baby, well take the night.
Look up and let the night unfold.
Hold on to the feeling.
Reach out and let it touch your soul.
And give in to love,love is believing.
Come on baby,and well take the night.
While the stars are willing and the moon is right.
Dreams are shining in a magic light.
Come with me,oh well take the night.
You and me,oh well take the night.
If everystar should fall.
And tomorrow lose all meaning.
We would still have had it all.
Its locked away inside our hearts.
There for the dreaming.
Come on baby,and well tale the night.
While the stars are willing and the moon is bright.
Dreams are shining in the magic light.
Come with me,oh well take the night.
You and me, oh well take the night.
Come on baby, and well take the night.
While the stars are willing and the moon is bright.
Dream are shining in a magic light.
Come with me, oh well take the night.
You and me,yeah well take the night.

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Foreigner Suite

There are no words, I can use
Because the meaning still leaves for you to choose
And I couldnt stand to let them be abused, by you.
Dreams I had just last night
Made me scared, white with fright
But Im over to that sunnyside road
Over to that sunnyside road
Fortunes come and fortunes go
But things get better babe, thats one thing I know
And Im over to that sunnyside road
Over to that sunnyside road
I have a friend that I have met
Who gives me love and a certain respect
Just a little respect, everybody needs just a little respect
That means you. . .you...
And in a little while our love will spread
To you
Aint no matter who inside this world you know
Therell he someone who will love you just for who you are
Really are
Dreams I had just last night
Made me worried to face up to the light
But Im over to that sunnyside road
Over to that sunnyside road
Come on now its freedom calling
Come on over and find yourself
Come on now its freedom calling
Come on in and remind yourself
Oh darling, you see my face
But its in my heart thats where its taking place
And I couldnt stand to let it go to waste
Can you ...
Oh love, sweet blue love
No man can ever get enough
But maybe one day well all die in love
Will you . .. oh love, sweet love, my... love
Oh babe, understand
Take my love thats all I have at hand
Please say you will ... dont say you cant
Oh will you will you will you
The moment you walked inside my door
I knew that I need not look no more
Ive seen many other girls before, ah but darling
Heaven mustve programmed you
The moment you fell inside my dreams
I realised all I had not seen
Ive seen many other girls before, ah hot darling
Heaven mustve programmed you
You can live in the largest house
And eleven apartments too
Run your own private plane
And a boat in malibu
But till you know deep down what inside you really need
Well I love you baby, ooh my dear
And I think about you sometimes
But when youre with me boy it chokes my mind
Come on now its freedom calling
Come on over and find yourself
Come on now its freedom calling
Come on in and remind yourself
Man must fight for freedom sure thats what most other people would say
Look for a body to lead them but theres too many to lead them away.
Why wait until its your time to die before you learn what you were born to do?
Come on now its freedom calling but theres only one freedom for you.
Love, love boy...
And I cant wait to be with you tomorrow night.
Wont you give me your word that you wont laugh
Cos youve been a saving grace to me
And Id hate to face a day without you around
My life would be without sound
Love, love, love, love mustve made you on a sunday
Cos you taste to me as good as God made honey taste babe
And the sky all glistens with gold
When youre talking to me
And the whirling wind turns to song
Why it sets my soul free
Love, love. love. love mustve made you on a sunday
There are no words. I can use
Because the meaning still leaves for you to choose
And I couldnt stand to let them be abused, by you

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I Heard The Night Whisper Again

I HEARD THE NIGHT WHISPER AGAIN

I heard the night whisper again
I waited for words.
The darkness came
And the words with them.

Night is now the poem
And darkness the destiny.
I hear silence
And a deep calling from another distant world.

Outside all white light denies night its meaning
Inside- the changes of life mean-
Abstraction no longer makes sense.

I hunger to hear my words spoken
But they are blank as dust as dust as the fallen page as the night that never stops happening- the infinite darkness

I hear and I hear but where are you who hear also?

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Winter Is White

WINTER IS WHITE

Winter is white
.......dogwood white
..............forgetfulness
......... ..........an empty slate

Winter is windy
.......windless words
..............empty words
....................drifting aimlessly

Winter is cold
.......deedless words
..............barrenness
............ ........suffering cold

What sound goes there?
What meaning fills the void?
These white lies of life

...............blown sands –– no trace
.....................................–– no path

.....................blindness––no seeking
...................................... ––no faith

No seeing here
No leading love

White and no light
White and no sight
White and no flight

- March 6,2008

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