David
When he was young
people loved David at first sight-
loved him until they came to hate him, that is, ,
beauty often willing to bestow itself
but rarely to share.
When he grew old
people hated David at first sight-
hated him until they came to love him, that is-
having no more beauty to bestow
at last he learned to share.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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I'm closer to being happy. I'm doing things that make me happy. In football I loved to practice and I loved to play, but I hated to be in meetings, hated to talk to the media, hated to have cameras in my face, hated to sign autographs. I hated to do all those things.
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~~I Hate You~
I hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.
I hate you when you don’t love me
I hate you when you don’t come home
I hate you when you hate me
I hate you when i see you kissing a girl
I’ve always hated you
You’ve broke my heart into little pieces
My life gets worse when I stay
My life gets worse when I drink
My life gets worse when you yell At Me
You’ve always think I was a piece of trash
I hate I hate you I hate you I hate I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hated you So Much!
Look up to your heart. you’ve always hurt me in public
I hated you when you drink
I hate you when I see you around with that Women of yours
It just makes me want to cry.
In the night I cry out loud for MY family, The Ones You’ve Cared And Loved So Much
Always making other decisions
Telling lies to Your family.
But Some Day You’ll Find Away To Get You And The Family Together.
poem by Sonya Wesley
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Lovely To Look At
The elegant lady who felt like a queen
was lovely to look at,
lovely when seen.
People adored her wherever she went.
She received all complements
when ere they were sent
with dignity and propiety
for all that it meant.
It meant she was loved.
It meant she understood.
that she was loved. She was loved
but not by the one that she did love.
He was not aware of her.
She waited for him to notice her
and her wait was terribly long.
She did not understand this dilemma.
What was it that was wrong?
Finally after many long years
her beauty was a thing of the past.
The one she loved for so many years
came to her at last.
Why now when my beauty is gone?
Why do you love me now?
His answer was not what she expected.
'For I feel I am worthy somehow.
To approach you before did not seem right
though your beauty astounded me
from the very first sight.
Your beauty stayed with me.
It will never depart.
And now my love, I offer my heart.'
The beautiful elegant lady
gasped as she held out her hand.
She was loved. She was loved
by the one she loved
and the feeling was oh so grand.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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You Should Have Hated Me
The day we met and got together,
The day you changed my life forever.
I was locked up alone, you set me free,
But I say now, you should have hated me.
The day I said that I loved you,
I gave you my heart so pure and true.
You loved me too, that I could see.
But I say now, you should have hated me.
The days we spent with so much fun,
The love we had was second to none.
Why didn't you just let me be,
I wish you would have hated me.
For when you came into my life,
You might as well have raised a knife.
For when that day you walked away,
You plunged it deep, to my dismay.
Now here I sit all alone,
Wishing that I would have known.
I still love you and I will wait,
Even though my heart breaks.
If you would have pushed me away,
And never met me on that day.
I wouldn't have pain to this degree,
If only you would have hated me.
poem by Adam McKim
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Moment In Time
there was a time i loved your face,
i loved your smile,
i loved your everything
and suddenly my world crashed in million peaces,
i hated your face, i hated your smile,
i hated your everything,
as the time passed i learned to live with it,
learned to see your face,
learned to see you smile,
yet your smile was never the same,
i know there is something missing,
that shadow over your face is something new,
but where is the shine in your eyes i used to see,
i used to love, it is not in your eyes,
that shadow stole it,
that shadow which is all over your face, what is it?
i'd like to know will i ever see a smile i loved,
or was it just a dream, a moment in time i got lost in
, and i never found way out, i tried to find it
but i know now that i'm lost forever in that short moment
, now i beg you to show me the way out
or i'll never love anyones face or any other smile
, please let me out of that prison of your eyes,
let me be free from your smile,
i need to get out i need to see the light again,
this shadows are killing me,
let me go or move the shadows away
and keep me forever locked in your smile,
in your eyes and in your heart
Hated and Loved
Hated are the cruel of the ages,
Their emotions are stronger than stone and pages.
Hated are the young of the ages,
Where are endeavours, the support and fences?
Hated are the sportsmen of the ages
Who cancel their dreams and farmhouses.
Hated are the professions of the ages
That send messages.
Hated are men and women of the ages
Who work with people in the madhouses.
Hatred is a disease we conquered when love sustained us,
When love was cherished in absoluteness.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Alone But Alive
I am loved and I am hated,
I wonder why the world is segregated,
I hear voices screaming in vain,
I see souls of a world insane,
I want to know my silent fate,
I am loved and I am hated.
I pretend to control my destiny,
I feel my Judgement is weary and false,
I touch the souls of every tree,
I worry I am doing the mephisto waltz,
I cry for our leprosy, our life has faded,
I am loved and I am hated.
I understand the laws of conduct and chaos,
I say individuality is the essence. What is it to conform?
I dream about the Nuclear Holocaust,
I try to see the white sepulchre in uniform,
I hope to see our silent fate... torn deep and faded,
I am loved and I am hated.
poem by Count Dracula
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Dilemma
Any beautiful thing
in the world
means nothing
if not shared
with somebody loved.
Yet, if the loved one's hand
we are to hold
for any other beauty
we're almost
without sight
..Mostly blind..
What shall we choose:
The loved one's beauty
or the World's?
poem by Elena Sandu
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One is more hated than loved.
I am stingy but not greedy.
I am hot but not revengeful.
I am rather hated for what I am
Than I am loved for what I am not.
I am not loyal but honest.
I am not shrewd but trust worthy.
I am rather hated for I am not
Than I am loved for what I am.
16.03.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Platonic Reminiscence of a Great Lady
Someone mentioned your name yesterday
and I was silent
You loved goodness, you were goodness,
and I think goodness must have
loved you; and we,
we loved you for your goodness
You loved truth, spoke truth,
and surely the truth
loved you for loving it; and how
we loved to hear you
speaking truth
You loved beauty in
so many ways that beauty
blessed you: in movement,
in actions, in thought, in words and yes
the beauty of goodness and
the beauty of truth shone from you –
how could we not love you
beyond you?
How often in this poem to you
the word love appears
as it did
in you
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Topped With a Frosting
We do things that are loved.
People and others like myself,
Who have within them...
Something loved they do.
It is a passion not a passing fad,
That attaches to one's life...
As normal as the thoughts one has!
To wake up feeling blessed,
To have something else besides complaints
On one's mind...
Is something I treasure.
I thank God it wasn't mine to find.
It was there since birth to be expressed.
To not have something possessed I love...
I confess,
Would distress and depress me.
I can not imagine feeling that empty.
And yet...
There are those who do!
I guess they are the ones who awaken to brood!
We do things that are loved.
People and others like myself,
Who have within them...
Something loved they do.
Something to share with others.
Something done without seeking notoriety.
And 'if' that should come...
I can say God has given me my cake.
Topped with a frosting I love too!
'Of course,
You can have a piece of what I offer and give.
As long as you leave me a slice of what you brought.
I'm sure you have 'something' there,
You can say you love to offer and give...
Living a life loved as long as you live.
You must have something you'd like to share that's enjoyed? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fragile
Life so fragile that one time
.... so long ago before i even had tasted a lime
when i thought i hated music and rhyme
i decided my whole future in one moment
i did not know that i did
but because of that moment i will suffer so much more then when i hid
now its here
no one to call my dear
its not the fear
that keeps me from shows affection now
holy cow
i cant share affection with anyone anymore
i know i will be something people will abhor
there has to be a way back affection and love
so far keep me down so i cant fly like a dove
but they keep the rope far away too
people like you
make me not want to do it
shoot whatever you say.... im still stuck in the pit
does love have to end
is my heart beyond the time i could mend
i dont know what love is.... not because
i have never been shown love.... but because i cant give it...
poem by David Knox
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Christian Soldier's Love = World War III
Humans have always had their need for love
Long before they could calculate the year.
Painting on the walls of caves and tombs
Stories of accomplishment, conquest and fear.
Life is a constant contest of struggle
Plagued by greed, love, war, work and debate.
Between all we love; those we tolerate
And some we can't help but hate.
I'd rather be loved and love in return
Than have a rich man's gold piled high.
Id rather be loved by someone worthy
With honor, compassion and no need to lie.
I'd rather be loved than be crowned a king
Of a vast empire of power and domain.
I'd rather be loved and never forgotten
Not alone, overwhelmed, and ashamed.
I'd rather be loved for my unselfish behavior
Eager to protect, provide and preserve.
I'd rather be loved for staying resolute
To my commitment to love and to serve.
I'd rather be loved for my awareness of duty
More than anything life can bestow me.
I'd rather be loved and receive God's grace
As I lay down my life before Thee.
Hate You.....finally
I hate that for so long you had me so fooled
I hate that I defended you
I hate that I tried for as long as I did
I hate that I ever made you feel good
I hate the time I spent worrying about you
I hate the life I gave up because I loved you
I hate that you let me settle for you
I hate that I didn’t speak up for myself
I hate that I let you believe we were ok
I hate living with so much anger
I hate thinking of you in quiet times
I hate knowing you never really cared
I hate that I can’t pretend that you ever loved me really
I hate that I let you make me feel guilty
I hate that I ever blamed myself
I hate that I loved you when I was young
I hate the way you lie so easily
I hate that you use me to make yourself feel better
I hate that you use me so you don’t have to be alone
I hate that you never considered me first
I hate that you use everyone until they are used up
I hate that you take your kids for granted
I hate that they will love you in spite of that
I hate that I have to watch you hurt them
I hate the way I tell them you’re a good guy
I hate that they are young enough to believe it
I hate that someday they will see you for what you are
I hate that despite all that you won’t change
I hate that I have wasted so much of my life believing in you.
When you ask why I don’t love you anymore…………..I wonder why I ever loved you at all.
poem by Laura Craig
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Long Goodbye
You are always there for me.
When things are tough
When things are rough.
You always have that hidden smile
You can always see it a mile.
You can make me laugh
When all i want to do is cry
You make me change my mind
When all i want to do is die.
You carry my weight, on your shoulders.
You hold me, in your arms
You remember the good times,
You remember the bad times.
You smile at the good ones
Cry at the bad ones.
You are always there for me.
When i'm down,
You help me up
When i'm a fool,
you make up for it
When i'm sorry
You except my apology,
When everything in my world is crashing down, when there is nothing left around, when i can't hear a sound, your there for me.
When all i want to do is cry, when all i want to do is die, when all i want to do is fly, you hold me down to earth.
Thankyou, for smiling those gray clouds away
Thankyou for laughing my pain away
Thankyou for holding me close
Thankyou for choosing me of all people
Thankyou for excepting me
Thankyou for allowing me to be me
Thankyou for letting me cry on your shoulder.
Thankyou for being my bolder to life. Where u can roll away my problams or perhaps smoosh them.
Thankyou for making me laugh, even just for a little while.
Thankyou for being you.
I love who you are.
I love your face, i love your smile
I love your eyes i see awhile
I love your smell, i love your color
I love your toes, i love your fingers.
I love your heart, i love your chest
I love your legs, i love your arms.
I love your soul, so pure and white
I love your feathers and crown that shine bright.
I love your innocence, i love your happiness
I love your laugh, i love your cry
I love how, you don't want me to die
I love how you care, i love how you hold me
I love your infedelity. I love your inner-self most being
I love who you are. I love how you are.
I love how you act. I love you.
I love you. Yourself, your whole.
I hated the way you treated me.
I hated being ignored
I hated being pushed away
I hated being treated that way
I hated feeling liek i don't belong
I hated that stupid love song
I hated it when u acted,
As though i wasn't your love.
I hated when we didn't flirt.
I hated when we didn't smile
I hated when we faught
I hated it when we were going out at times.
I hated it when i felt sad.
I hated it when you were mad
I hated it when i was mad
I hated it.. i hated it. i hated it.
I love it now.
I love how you treat me
As though we're going out
When we're not
I hated when once you had me
You thought u didn't have to act as though you wanted me, .
I love it now, how you act as though i'm all you want at times.
I hate showing the way i feel.
I hate being sad or crying.
I hate the way i treated you
I hate the way i was mean to you
I hate the way i've been treated int he past by many people
I hate the way i was so cruel to you.
I hated it.
I hate the way where i subdo-ed and cut myself
I hate the way i did it three times.
I hate the way it bled so much
I hate the way its going to leave scars
I hate the way it made me feel
I love the way it released the pain
I hate the way i had to use that method
I hate the way i broke a promise
I hate the way i broke alot.
I hate the way i miss it all
I hate the way it all went by so fast
I love the way some things happened the way they did
I love the way how i got to be so close to you
I love the way i learned how to love
I love the way i could love you
I love the way we spent all that time together.
I hate the way i miss you.
I hate the way i get jealous
I hate the way we don't talk
I hate the way i feel hatred and disgust
I hate the way that i left those memories in the dust.
I love the way you are.
I love who you are.
I love how we planned to go to the Hyatt
and i love how... you might take me
I wish i could go there now
into the future and be with you then
i wish i could make my wishes come true
but i stopped wishing upon the stars.
I'm sorry for everything i thought was right.
I'm sorry fighting with you every single night.
I'm sorry for crying
I'm sorry for dying
I'm sorry for making you sad
I'm sorry for making you mad
I'm sorry for creating this pain
I'm sorry for being insane
I'm sorry for making a mess
I'm sorry i'm making this confess
I'm sorry i was mean to you
I'm sorry i yelled at you
I'm sorry i ever got mad at you
I'm sorry i cryed on you
I'm sorry i scared you.
I'm sorry i loved you
I'm sorry for regreting the love i gave you
I'm sorry for treating you those ways
I'm sorry for calling you gay
I'm sorry for calling your dumb
I'm sorry my mistake was becomming numb
I'm sorry for making all those mistakes
I'm sorry for putting your feelings at steak
I'm sorry for calling you stupid
I'm sorry for being rude
I'm sorry foir being crued
I'm sorry for being me.
I'm sorry for all these sorry's
I'm sorry for being annoying
I'm sorry for my life
I'm sorry for my feelings towards you
i'm sorry for the pain i put you through
I'm sorry for being the worst girlfriend
I'm sorry for barely being a friend.
I'm sorry for smiling
I'm sorry for crying
I'm sorry for laughing
I'm sorry for my anger
I'm sorry i ever met you, for putting you through all that pain.
I'm sorry i ever kissed you, for making you go through all that trouble.
I'm sorry for being me.
I'm sorry for missing you
I'm sorry for all the things i said, every little bit, i wish i was dead.
I'm sorry for cutting myself, slitting my wrist.
I'm sorry for lying to you. Saying it was my cat on my arm.
I'm sorry i can't help you right now.
I'm sorry i can't help myself right now
I'm sorry for thinking when i was crying, that i should just jump off the roof or fall off a cliff.
I'm sorry for my dirty thoughts.
I'm sorry for my hatred meanings
I'm sorry for ignoring you.
I'm sorry for the pain i put you through.
I'm sorry for making you cry
I'm sorry for breaking up with you.
I'm sorry for being who i am again.
I'm sorry i wish i could die
I'm sorry for wishing i could get hurt
I'm sorry for wishing she'd say no to you.
I'm sorry for being selfish
I'm sorry for carrying this weight
I'm sorry for bearing you this burden
I'm sorry for not wanting to talk to you
I'm sorry for always been mad at you.
I'm sorry i was ever mean to you, for pointing out your mistakes.
I'm sorry.. I'm sorry. I'm sorry..
Please forgive me.
poem by Dakota Waggerman
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Before Christmas Eve
Just because a bit of snow is falling.
Doesn't mean you'll get a gift for Christmas.
You should want to be the giver,
And deliver this...
Before Christmas Eve.
Just because your mood is good.
And got gifts 'getting' in your vision!
You should be on a mission,
Telling those loved you're pleased.
By wanting to share some joy and spice.
And giving them that appetite.
To share with other folks,
What it is they like.
With a bit of showing gratefulness,
Day and night...
This will bestow good deeds.
And done in pure love and peace.
Just because a bit of snow is falling.
Doesn't mean you'll get a gift for Christmas.
You should want to be the giver,
And deliver this...
Before Christmas Eve.
With a bit of showing gratefulness,
Day and night...
This will bestow good deeds.
And done in pure love and peace.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Physical Beauty
Physical beauty for those who have money set the pace
for the human race
place such high standards
rate however the beauty within keeps showing throughout
every time someone helps you
when you are down and out
that's what real beauty is all about
the that lays within
from a smile deep within
or a hug from a loved one you can spend money time and time again
however in the end the winner will be the beauty within
there is no doubt that's what beauty is all about.
poem by David J. Pipkin
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I remember a time when everybody I loved hated me because I hated them. - Letter to Stuart Sutcliffe circa 1960
quote by John Lennon
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Burma
My father fought in Burma
At the time of World War Two
He didn’t hate the Japanese
He just hated what they’d do
When they went into a village
That the Japanese had left
They'd find children wrapped upon barbed wire
Bayonet wounds in their chests
He rarely spoke about it
Like others of that time
He left the army as a sergeant
With damage to one eye
But the damage was far deeper
And was not easily discerned
For what lived on inside of him
Was the horror that he’d learned.
poem by David Keig
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God is beauty
The beauty of a lady
Spreading love on Internet
The beauty of the first kiss
On the corner of a dark room
The beauty of a crow
Pecking the food into grasses
The beauty of the skins
The beauty of the smile
Of a pretty girl
The beauty of the morning light
The beauty of a queer feeling
Under the shadow of a tree
The beauty of the sparrows
Bathing in the pond
The beauty of the unknowns
The beauty of forgiveness
The beauty of solitude
At a goodbye party
The beauty of a sinking heart
Driving on a steep road
The beauty of a lady
Walking alone
In the park
The beauty of the laughter of a child
The beauty of being loved
The beauty of the pat unexpected
On our shoulder
Saying I am here beside you
The beauty of making love
Early in the morning!
The beauty of the beauty
The beauty of God
The beauty of Jesus
The beauty of Zoroaster
The beauty of Buddha
The beauty of myths
The beauty of goddess
The beauty of you and I!
poem by Framarz Bagheri
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