Loveknots
In the community of this website
like a girdle round the earth
(did you read that, Will?) ,
sharing the inner lives,
the hearts laid open in poetry,
I see that love
brings insecurity,
and disillusion (where there was illusion) ,
and bitterness at love that's not returned
or worse, withdrawn,
and sometimes hate,
distrust,
withdrawal from love perhaps the worst
and is there any remedy?
only a small crumb of communal solace
and a curious technological discovery (thanks to our webmaster) :
that 'my' poem quoting a friend:
'What you think you lack - give that..'
(because by giving, you find you have it
and can never lose it, lack it)
has had 100 times more hits than any other poem of mine.
I leave you with that thought.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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This Poem
THIS POEM
This poem
This first poem
This last poem
This poem that invented Poetry
This one and only one poem
This fictional poem
This ideal poem
This perfect poem
This would – be holy poem
This unreal poem
This poem which is not a poem
This poem which is the essence of all poetry
This poem
And that poem
And my poem
And your poem
And all poems
Poem poem poem poem poem
This poem
Mine and yours
This one small poem of so so many
And not such a good poem at all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Thought To Begin The Day With A Poem
I THOUGHT TO BEGIN THE DAY WITH A POEM
I thought to begin the day with a poem
But inside myself I hear only my own slow emptiness
Word by word I try to hear
And there is some small motion now
But still
A real poem
A poem of beauty
A poem of light
A poem of love
A poem that makes the dreamer long to dream-
And the lover long to love-
A poem that moves-
Well it is very very dark outside
And the world straining to give
Small rain to a dry land
Seems to say,
‘There may be a poem today
But it is not the poem you dream
Not the poem others will love
As you have loved
True poetry.’
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Growing Old Together
(A Wedding Anniversary Poem)
I thank God for giving you to me
Two hearts entwine sealed in a golden cage
Loving, as we have never loved before
Sharing our good times and bad times
Enduring trials, enjoying one another
Singing songs that bind us together
And praising God, for there is no other
We are committed to love forever
For better or for worse
For richer or poorer
We don't have treasures to keep
We only have each other to give
As we continue to surrender our lives to the Almighty
Praying that we will grow old together
Even in another time, in another place
I want you to know that I LOVE YOU
I want nobody to care for but you
Until the end of our journey here on earth
Holding each others hands in Heaven
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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My Thought Is Love
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Love is blind
Love is eyed
Love is sweet
Love is bitter
Love is care
Love is hesitation
Love is bare
Love is dare
Love is peace
Love is violent
Love is clear
Love is dirty
Love is prominent
Love is contaminate
Love is heaven
Love is hell
Love is crashing
Love is sticky
Love is critical
Love is mythological
Love is brittle
Love is malleable
Love is capable
Love is stressful
Love is innocent
Love is violent
Love is best
Love is worst
Love is nothing
But love is everything
Love is god
Love is devil
Love is evil
Love is shining sun
Love is blinking moon
Love is beautiful earth
Love is the worst larva of earth
Love is hurting
Love is paining
But love is lovable and love is pain clear
Love is like this
Love is like that
Love is too much
I can not describe
Look in side dear reader
You will find love everywhere hidden but prominent when looks closer
Love is not enough to understand but its
For me is love
I love the love and love doesnot love me
p.s. Its my thought abt love.i don't know what you think.....sry if my words are hurting....
Rajnish with love
poem by Mariena Soares
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A Poem Is Just A Poem
a poem is just a poem and if it is just a poem
it must be just a poem just like another poem
a poem is nothing but just a poem otherwise
it cannot be my poem; it may speak about
anything, or something, or about everything,
but my poem is just a poem just like anybody's
poem, which is just but a poem, like any other
poem, for a poem to be a poem it must just be
a poem: it has nothing to do with my love, and death
my life, or bliss, but as i have told you, once, twice
thrice, eat some rice, and be that wise, a poem is
just a poem, just like your poem. Why do you insist
on asking, what is happening to me? I am not a
poem, for i am but just the composer of the poem,
need i tell you again, that a poem is just a poem?
just like any other poem, which is just a poem
it is just a voice in my head that i have heard
someone comes and speaks and i listen so
this poem is not actually my poem but the poem
of someone else's: theirs not mine, from a mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Will Touch Your Heart!
Muse, infuse!
This poem is for you when you read it;
Because, i love you.
This poem is very special and,
It has the ingredients of love than hate;
So, take hate out of you and,
Bring in the light of love! !
This poem is for you because,
I love you;
And, this poem is here to guide you.
It will touch your heart!
Because, it is from my heart;
This poem is the poem of love,
Without hatred that leads to war! !
This poem is all that i have for you because,
I love you.
Smile and, let me see you laughing with the muse of love;
Becuase, i am here to share my love with you.
This poem has the spices of love and the aroma of romance waiting for you!
Because, it is from my heart.
This poem will touch you when you read it;
Because, i specially wrote it for you.
Muse, infuse!
With the joy of your heart;
Because, this is the true love that i share with you;
And, this poem will touch your heart because,
I love you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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This is a poem....
This isn't a poem of one direction,
This is a poem about perfection.
This isn't a poem about who won the election,
This is a poem about correction.
This isn't a poem of getting it right,
This is a poem of standing up to fight.
This isn't a poem of being lost like a kite,
This is a poem about trying to find the light.
This isn't a poem of running tears,
This is a poem about chasing your fears.
This isn't a poem of love and hate,
This is a poem of destiny and fate.
This isn't a poem of the end,
This is a poem of a heart unable to mend.
This isn't a poem of cruilty and pain,
This is a poem of a thng i need to gain.
This isn't a poem of shame,
This is a poem of fame.
Thsi isn't a poem of the life i let loose,
THIS IS A POEM OF THE TRUTH.
poem by Tammie LilAimo
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The Poem The Poem And The Poem Again
THE POEM‘ THE POEM AND THE POEM AGAIN’
‘The poem the poem and the poem again’
Isn’t there any life without poetry?
Why is it always ‘The poem the poem the poem’?
Let it be some other dream
Or some other small facet of our endless realities
Why always ‘The poem the poem the poem? ’
The poet who lives and dies for the poem
Is only one kind of poet
And perhaps not even a good one.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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0257 When the Heart Melts
sometimes,
some wonder times,
I read a poem here and
instantly want, because
of the love of poetry
or goodness, or truth, or beauty, or
whatever, to
live the life
of the poet who
wrote it
though
on reflection
that might not work out
or, I might not know
I'd exchanged lives!
but
at the moment I thought it
the thought was pure because
thanks to poetry
and the very human poet
our hearts were indeed
as one
(for Oscar Mireles)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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There Was A Poem Long Ago
THERE WAS A POEM LONG AGO
There was a poem long ago
A poem of youth and hope
Now there are other poems
Poems of age and sorrow.
There was a poem once
Of love – and happiness in love
Now there is a poem of lovelessness
And sadness.
There was a poem once
Of the long and distant open road
Now there is a poem of the dead end.
There was a poem once
That believed in Poetry
Now there is a poem that knows
Even the most beautiful worlds of words
End in dust
There was a poem once – long ago.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A Poem To Be Heard
A poem to be held
a poem to be fed, with words stronger than the ancient
spirits.
Ti's a poem to be read by all.
A poem that beats the heat of temptation away.
It's power in every single word attracts the moonlight.
A poem, a light in the dark wilderness.
A poem that is just needed and leaves the audience
speechless.
A poem that comforts a sad soul.
Read to me a poem
when I'm cold.
Read it to me till I'm old.
When I'm heart broken, a poem, a love, I'd want.
A poem, a victory through lives endless battle.
A poem an epistle to mine heart, and every written word
in it is heard.
A poem, about royalty, about Kings and Queens
and how they live in luxury.
A poem, a song about sweet heavens.
Read me a poem and slow my heart beat down.
A poem with a tasty flavor, I'd want to hear.
Read me a poem that explains how Nelson Mandela
conquered his fears.
A poem that can describe how Martin Luther Kings
felt when he fought for freedom.
I long to hear it,
Therefor read me a poem,
to be heard.
poem by Marlene Rashidi
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In Praise of Poetry...
Apologies, folks
for slipping this one in
under the guise of a poem
but isn't it great
to open this site's window
and find 20 poems
by 20 poets
several for the first time
making a fantastically rich hour or two
just reading them
such as never could have happened
a few years ago
(three cheers for webmaster)
I know that some of us
write umpteen poems a day
but could you please
space them out, just one or two each day
so I can read them without hurrying?
Apologies again, and
consider this as really
a poem
in praise of poetry?
which it is.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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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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poem by Michael Silver
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This Poem Is My Worse Effort
This poem is my worse effort.
I decided to write a 'bad' poem.
Something self contained.
Something from my point of view...
Would be absent of compassion.
Clearly focused on nothing.
A complete lack of acknowledgement.
Line after line...
With or without rhyme,
Would display a total self involvement.
An intention meant to leave one realizing...
This poem is my worse effort.
I want it to be just that!
No ifs, ands, or buts about it!
And...
While we are on the topic of butts!
WHY are the guys showing their asses,
More than women these days?
What's that about?
I saw this dude with his pants belted at his thighs...
YES!
And I was on a bus sitting with a woman,
Looking at me as if I had something to do with that!
YES!
So I asked if she found him appealing?
She said, 'NO! He's got no ass to be admired! '
YES!
She said that.
As if I should show my ass for a comparison competition!
WHAT on EARTH is happening?
I will 'not' publicly prove that my ass is my best asset.
WHAT is going on in these times today?
This poem is my worse effort.
And 'if' you think it's not...
Do not feel I did not have good intentions,
To deliver something to you guaranteed to smell...
If up close and personal.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Weight of Poetry
Poetry is core of arts
It’s not strange!
Not knowing that poetry is core of all arts
It’s not strange as well!
The many who don’t know that poetry is core of all arts
It’s not a strange at all!
Although the poets usually make foes against vulgarity
A city makes the poets wandering on the streets
Should utterly lack of the manner and style
A society brings the resentment to the poets
Should fully lack of consciousness
Solitude is the major topic in life
Solitude is poetry
Lack of poetry, art is a form of imitation
Lack of poetry, power is a presumptuous mediocrity
Lack of poetry, fortune is a wealthy poverty
Lack of poetry, love is a superficial organ
The extreme of love- solitude
The extreme of wealth- solitude
The extreme of power – solitude
The extreme of art- solitude
The extreme of climax - solitude
The extreme of world - solitude
The extreme of planets- solitude
Those who have never explored loneliness
Can write down the weight of poetry?
poem by DePen Chang
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Love as a poem
Love as a poem
My friend says it’s a rosary
To think that love is full of mystery
Also it’s like a fantasy
But one thing that is for sure it lives in reality
Love is like a poem
It’s a feelings for you to feel
It’s a full of memories that strikes us evenly
Because love is an unending story of reality
Love is like a poem
That makes our lives colorful
Yet it reveal yet different meaning
Like the love we shared, my little darling
Oh try to imagine
The love -the love as a poem
Through each lines
Different emotions, different gems
Note:
(City of Mati, Philippines 1990)
Love Notes Collection
poem by Jordan Legaspi
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Love Is Poem
So many poets try to define it
So many philosophers try to understand it
But it beyond all's thinking
It is love and the love and nothing.
Some say it's madness
Some say it's happiness covered with sorrowness
But I say it is poem
Believe me Love is poem.
It is poem of two hearts
It is poem bound all mens
It is poem sing by Gods
It is poem love by Angels.
poem by Sagar Shelar
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The First Poem
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
The words I love you
written by this beauty's tongue
turned a heart rosy red from a somber blue
and made me burn for my heart was wrung.
The first poem I ever read
is the first poem I ever said.
On her poetic lips love words refined
and shaped a sonnet on her flesh defined
On those lips I read a poet's song
And knew it was there my lips belonged.
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
I love you, I love you
What does it mean?
These words said, to start anew
something pure and something serene.
The first words I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
Those first words she whispered into my ear
And in my heart, her poem stood near
Those are the most beautiful words one ever said
I love you, I love you, will live till its dead.
The first poem I ever read
is the first words I ever said.
I read her lips, I love you, I love you..
now to sleep I go in love's sweet bed.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Love Is The Poem Of Life
LOVE IS THE TRUEST POEM
Love is the truest Poem
Caring for others
Giving and sharing –
Without Love
What is Life?
And if Love causes Pain?
And if Love causes sorrow and worry and fear?
Still it is Life
Still it is the best we can be and have.
Love is the Poem of Life
And laughter together
Its Music and Joy.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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What I love about you
I love the way you hold me tight
I love the way it feels so right
I love the way you read my eyes
I love the way you're jealous of other guys
I love the way you love me back
I love the way you give me what I lack
I love the way you kiss my lips
I love the way your hands land on my hips
I love the way you wipe my tears
I love the way you help me fight my fears
I love the way you make me feel
I love the way your love feels so real
I love the way you talk when you're sad
I love the way you blame me when you're mad
I love the way you're so forgiving
I love the way you're always giving
I love the way you're so comforting
I love the way you're always supporting
I love the way you make me feel so unique
I love the way you don't make me feel weak
I love the way you swear to always be mine
I love the way you're my sun that will always shine