Is Love
Love is like the bloom of a flower
Opening up after a spring shower
Showing the world of its beauty known
And also knowing it's sad to be alone.
Love is like the sky above
Where the stars are hung and flies the dove
The masterpiece created by GOD for us
To show to us all in this world there is love.
Love is like the ocean deep and blue
Always present and always true
As deep as the oceans or the seas might be
There is the wanting for all to believe.
Love is like the wind that has blown
We feel it upon us, but it's never shown
We hear it we sense it we know it's there
It is love, so with another we try to share.
Love is like a flower's bloom
Opening never to late or ever to soon
But opening up in the midst of love and spring
And hoping one day that it will bring forth a ring.
poem by Randy McClave
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Her...
I can never get my mind off her,
I wonder if she'd mind if i'd,
make her my own,
and never let her go,
hug her tight,
treat her right,
act all polite,
take her on a date,
make sure i'm never late,
kiss her on her lips,
talk about our kids,
Make her feel like princess,
living in a castle,
hope that is not too much hassle,
But i am so blessed,
hope i can be the best,
hold you tight,
have your BR3A$t,
on my chest,
pass the test,
NOW YOUR MINE!
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poem by Jordan Moore
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We've Seen It All
Net, wet, met, let, pet, set, vet, jet, get;
He's seen it all and you've seen it all.
Connector,
Points,
And of a large opening!
I've seen it all and you've seen it all;
But your smaller opening is all about the muse of your love.
Into the deep ocean is the muse of your love,
And like the joy of the stars up high above us!
But, i've seen it all and we've seen it all;
Because, this sweet muse of joy is all about your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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True Love
There’s something more to love
Than saying, ‘I love you! ’
There’s something more to love
Than asking, ‘How do you do? ’
There’s something more to love
Than catching hands to walk;
There’s something more to love
Than everything you talk.
There’s something more to love
Than writing letters long;
There’s something more to love
Than composing a song.
There’s something more to love
Than embracing, kissing;
There’s something more to love
Than enquiring, hugging.
There’s something more to love
Than cooking dainty foods;
There’s something more to love
Than romance or sex-moods.
There’s something more to love
Than doing house-hold chores;
There’s something more to love
Than opening heart’s doors.
There’s something more to love
Than inking poetry;
There’s something more to love
Than sinking hate truly.
There’s something more to love
Than touring the whole world;
There’s something more to love
Than forget bad words hurled.
There’s something more to love
Than entwining in bed;
There’s something more to love
Than things all done or said.
True love is undefined;
True love is invisible;
True love is most refined;
True love’s indelible!
True love is celestial;
True love is more concealed;
True love’s perennial;
True love stays least revealed!
True love’s ill-understood;
True love is tested much;
True love’s misunderstood;
True love has divine touch!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-11-2008
poem by John Celes
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Love Is A Matter Of Distance
Love is a matter of difference
Between you and me
Love is a matter of distance
That you are too far away
Love is a matter of growing
And knowing true feelings
Love is a matter of showing
That you are too far away
Chorus 1
When my heart is open
My mind is opening to find
I can't let you stay
If love is a matter of distance
You are too far away
Love is a matter of input
Output, deep inside
Love is to know you're on my side
That you are,nt so far away
Chorus 2
When my heart is open
My mind is opening to find
I can't let you stay
The love is a matter of distance
You are too far away
Chorus 3
When my heart is open
My mind is opening to find
I can't let you stay
The love is a matter of distance
But you are too far away
If love is a matter of distance
You are too far away
song performed by by Will Young
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Flower - Flower Love
flower - flower love
flower - flower love
I come with flower and love
into your life that's full of hope
flower - flower love
I bring you flower and love
as a truth of my heart that never drop
I am a butterfly for you
with blackish orange in colours on me
I will never fly away from you
and never stop watching over you
for
flower - flower love
you are my flower
and you are my love
poem by Juahta Sitepu
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I would love you
Between these dandelions
Slowly blooming
I would love you, I would love you
With the taste of flower within our souls
And the mystery of the earth within dandelions
I would love you, I would love you
Until the petals will wither up
With the mystery of our love within their yellow
I would love you, I would love you
Until the field will become completely white
And the wind will scatter seeds
I would love you, I would love you
Until I would feel your being
Until you would feel my being
I would love you, I would love you
And even until our temples will become white
And even until everything will get old inside of us
I would love you, I would love you
Until the light, that floods everywhere
Would vibrate the truth within to understand
That the bloom is unique and unrepeatable.
I would love you, I would love you
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Showing love
between God and poetry
is a world of similarities
it is that you show your love
and not merely talk about it
a hug, a kiss, a smile
they tell so much of love
a spring of flowers shows
more of the way of God
than a a thousand letters
to vouch his love for us
the fruits, we are consuming
his sweet love, letting his
grace run in ourselves
the lightning and thunder
that light travels swifter than sound
that the God's of love is
to help us evolve
the spring, summer, autumn
and winter and their recurring
climes and hues... god's
way of showing that his love
is a circle, that goes round and round
no beginning, no ending
poetry and God,
they share a world of similarity
both aim to show rather than
merely tell
show show show the world
the wonders of love
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Simple Love
Love the
Flower's
Love too
Flower's...
Flower's are
Speak with
Every day
Smile.. sumile...
You speak love
And love
With love too
Flower's...
Flower's love
Love with you...
Don't miss
To day your's home
One flower plant bring on
Put the pot
On any coner put it
Each and every day
Only given to water and
Love it...love it
One day smile
And sumile flower
Clourfully say too;
'I love you'
Its living true
Don't miss the simple love...!
Do the love for
Flower's...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Spring (Double Rondelet Triolet)
With a deep touch,
The red poppy awakes the grass.
With a deep touch,
Red wants green's vibration so much,
The sun awakes the sky's watch glass.
The sky vibrates like a string bass,
With a deep touch.
The red flowers bloom in the Spring
When the time of the green grass comes.
The sky vibrates like a bass string.
The red flowers bloom in the Spring.
I see the nature's purest swing.
The wind searches his bongo drums,
The red flowers bloom in the Spring
When the time of the green grass comes.
I see His love
Like a white lily among thorns.
I see His love
Like in clefts of the rock, a dove.
When red flower its grass adorns
And her dead Winter, Spring mourns,
I see His love.
Shadows are inlaid in color
When red poppy awakes the grass.
When the land is multicolor,
Shadows are inlaid in color.
When the cuckoo is a caller,
The sun awakes the sky's watch glass.
Shadows are inlaid in color
When red poppy awakes the grass.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Love Is Life
Have you ever seen a flower
Tryin' to bloom in a dry barren land
But then comes a sweet spring shower
Just to lend a helpin' hand
Like the love of you and I
All at once it came alive
You brought love
And your love is life
Did you ever watch a mother
And how tender she treats a child
And the birds in the treetops
How they protect their young from the wild
And girl your love
It comforts me
And that's my security
*You brought love
And your love is life
(*Repeat)
This is the song of love
Let everyone sing along
Let everyone sing along
Give it all from the heart
Don't wait
song performed by by Earth Wind & Fire
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Show you what love is
between God and poetry
is a world of similarities
it is that you show your love
and not merely talk about it
a hug, a kiss, a smile
they tell so much of love
a spring of flowers shows
more of the way of God
than a a thousand letters
to vouch his love for us
the fruits, we are consuming
his sweet love, letting his
grace run in ourselves
the lightning and thunder
that light travels swifter than sound
that God's of love is to show
us the secrets to evolve
spring, summer, autumn
winter and their recurring
climes and hues... god's
showing his love is a circle
of irresistible colours and warmth
rain, sun, fall or snow
there is something in everything
to experience divine love
that it goes round and round
no beginning, no end
poetry and God,
they share a world of similarities
both out to show show show show the world
the wonders of love
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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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, , ,
LOVE, , ,
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! ! ! !
poem by Daniel Albert Combs
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Love Thy Fellow Man
'Love thy fellow man' said God,
'Love thy fellow man.'
and as He said it He wrote it too
and then put down His pen.
For to love another as your brother
and do this simple thing,
He will do unto thee
like-kinded sympathy.
Like the flowers bloom in the spring
from whence they come
they don't seem to care.
They simply know God placed them there.
And so they bloom together
and in the end they weather
the wind, the rain, the clouds, the storm
but most of all the love that they share.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Bitter Blow of Love
Love! you dealt a bitter blow –
You lay me cross the mortal plains,
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds: eternal rains
To weep at my enduring foe
Of harsh reality – searing pains of
Destiny: dependable propensity
To fool myself repeatedly
That I could ever triumph over love!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Identity
Every flower that's ever lived
has had its bloom, then died.
The beauty was while blooming.
It's how it's identified.
Every love that's come about
has bloomed and never dies.
The beauty in this is the knowing
that it lasts after the goodbyes.
For love is stronger than 'death do us part.'
It stays with the one left behind.
And for the one that leaves and goes their way
You still are in their mind.
Only the body withers away.
It lived and than it died.
But like the flower that had its bloom,
Love is how it's identified.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Love Of A Flower
Love is peace without thoughts
Is a colorful flower
Is a blue light
Is a view all in youth..... Love is a hidden star
Is a moon yet to be discovered
Is a honeymoon onto his deep skin
Is the hunger of man to loved eternally The love of a flower.....
Is a rest upon your man's chest
Is a first love of a Springtime dream
Is a gift from the above onto his arms The love of a flower.....
Is to witness the birth of your son
Is to awake for the first time
Is to swim for love once again with him The love of a flower.....
Is to really learn to love and see life for what it is
Is to be able to write a poem to the sky and smile
Is to look at your love and state "indeed you're all my youth"
poem by Minerva A. Garcia
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I Love You.....
I love you; I love you so much,
I love you for true;
I love you in my thoughts,
I love you in my dreams;
I love you;
I love you when I am awake,
I love you when the dawn breaks;
I love you;
I love you when the dusk falls,
I love you every moment;
I love you;
I love you even when I am asleep
As my love for you is so deep;
I love you;
I love you as I am born for you,
I love you as you too are;
I love you;
I love you, I love you so much,
I love you for true;
I love you…
- to my love
poem by Senthil Kumar B
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Falling In Love With Love
Every where I went, there was love in the air
Couples holding hands, showing that they cared.
Every where there were smiling faces
Different towns, different places.
I was young and did not know
When you fell in love it would show.
Love is like a whisper of fresh air
Its aromas take your mind and body
To places its never been before.
And opens up every pore- every door.
It gives us a sense of floating two feet off the ground
Never wanting to come down.
What is love?
Thousands of descriptions of what love is
But no two are ever the same.
Love is love- love is pain.
But without it, our lives will never be the same.
Falling in love is so easy to do
But! “Falling in love with love” is what we all do.
We want to feel loves emotions,
including the pains and the devotions.
Love can be like a cruise on the ocean
You know where you started
but you can’t see where you are going.
For it is water as far as the eyes can see
And the clouds that may roll in
Can bring some mystery.
We want our love to be a story book romance
But we all know, we’re just taking a chance.
Falling in love with love- is not what we want to do
We have to feel both the love and the pain
For what good is love, when there is nothing else to gain.
So let us stop deceiving ourselves
Love is love and can be hell.
poem by Louis Rams
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My Man
My man is the best in the world,
Hes got the sun in his heart and the moon in his soul.
His heads in the clouds, but his feet on the ground,
And when he speaks, all the birds come around.
I love you, I love you.
My man is the best in the world,
His eyes got the shine of the ancient stars,
His heartbeat is the beat of the ocean,
He smells like an aztec magic potion.
I love you, I love you.
Ah - ah - ah -
Babalu-babalu-babalu, I love you, I love you.
Babalu-babalu-babalu, I love you, I love you.
My man is the best in the world,
He knows me like the palm of his hand.
When Im good, hes so very good
And when Im bad, he laughs and says, dont be sad.
I love you, I love you.
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.
(I love you, I love you, I love you)
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.
(I love you, I love you, I love you)
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.
(I love you, I love you, I love you)
Babalu-babalu-babalu, (babalu) I love you, I love you.
(I love you, I love you, I love you)
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Spring.
'Let the light rain on her, the sweet Spring, till
She teems with greenery in the warm air,
Flower-hued, and vocal with the tender joy
Of bleating lambs and young birds on the wing.'
Thus on the cold hill doth the herdsman pray
Beneath his frozen star; the milkmaid, too,
As her raw hands take up the milking-pail,
And the wind freezes in the red dawn near: —
'Come, Spring, earth's sap, and mount in me until
I bloom, a rose of love: smile in mine eyes
Till my love from his wintry hill shall see
The star of youth, and leap into my arms!
O Spring, sweet Spring! but hear my prayer, and I
Shall build thee bowers of roses on the hill,
And all the summer there with bird and bee
Shall joy feast in the beauty of our love!'
Thus do they chant the wintry time away
In hill and vale, the two who look to when
The warmth of beauty takes life's wonder on,
And the rose of the flesh shall bloom for them.
poem by Robert Crawford
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