How Can You Know?
How can you know the depth
of my love for you Beloved?
How can you know my feelings
of passion denied me so long?
How can you fathom the abyss and
deep sorrow of our apartness?
How can you understand what’s
been stolen from my heart ‘n soul?
How can you spurn what your
heart knows to be true?
Are we then condemned to walk
the shores of a dead sea?
Questions only God can answer
of this hurt and fragile lover...
ROTMS
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Where Does My Heart Truly Lie Now? ? ?
waking up this morning, , ,
trying to search and feel my heart, , ,
can my heart still feel, , ,
will it still be able to recognize such feelings, , ,
with all the hurt i'm feeling right now, , ,
with all the questions arising from deep within, , ,
all my confusions, , , all my unuttered longings, ,
will it all have the answers that it need, ,
oh my heart, , my so fragile heart, , , ,
why do we need to fall, , and be hurt in the end, ,
and yet, , why do we let our heart go thru it, , ,
over and over and over again, ,
when will we ever learn, , ,
when will our heart ever learn, , ,
will it ever learn, , not to fall, , , ,
will it ever learn to be wise, ,
oh my heart, , , my so fragile heart, , ,
where will all this emotions bring u, , ,
will u have the strength to carry on, , ,
when will u ever have the the right to speak, ,
and say, , , enough, ,
where, , ,
where will my heart lie now, , ,
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A Heart Is a Heart
A heart is a heart everyone
Both of joy and sorrow
Love in the deep of one and one
With days of tomorrow
Feelings that go and come
Just as you and I share
Blossoming seeds every bloom
Always with feelings near
A heart is a heart in beating
Bouquet from the inside
All our enthusiasm treating
Giving of its fervor guide
Love of the footsteps through
That is felt and done
Closeness that becomes true
If its devoted affection
We could all always learn
What love’s all about
Then our heart would earn
Passion without a doubt
Feelings that go and come
For every heart here
Blossoming seeds every bloom
Through into New Year
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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STONES and THORNS
Are you bewildered?
Why do you walk on stones and thorns with bare feet?
Beloved, don’t you know lovers do not walk on feet?
They walk on love.
A lover’s journey is neither short nor long,
A lover’s journey is timeless…endless
A precious journey guided by a fervent heart
ROTMS
(Inspired by Master Rumi)
poem by Ray Lucero
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In My Heart
True Love which I have, you will never understand
Forever, you have been my lover
Always, I have dreamt of you, only you
Every time, you end up misunderstanding me
I do not know why?
Deep love, I have had for you in my heart
Warmth in my feelings, have loved you
Still, you have not understood my love for you
This is the sad part of life
Please, do not make things so difficult by not understanding me
If you think I am so bad, then make sure that the thought of me never comes to your mind and heart
Burn my memories, if you wish to
Blame me for everything, if you want
Although, just remember one thing
I love you and in my heart you will forever stay as my true lover.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Dead And Gone
In years from now when I am dead and gone
Will people read the words that I had wrote
If they do will they agree with what they read
And if so truly, understand the feelings I had spoke.
Will they feel the pain and suffering that I felt
In the many days of my own life
Maybe they will etch my feelings inside their soul
And If so, I wonder for me if they will cry.
I wonder if anyone will go into a deep thought
After reading the words that I had spoke
And then will they think and understand that feeling too
While inside their soul or heart a memory I will had awoke.
Maybe they will be with me in those lonesome nights
When my soul and I felt so very alone
When I couldn't sleep so I had to write
While my soul stayed stationary, but my mind it did roam.
And will they feel the pain that I did feel
With every line that I suffered as I did write
Will they shed a tear that my lover never shed for me
While she was always in my heart and in my sight.
And when they finish my book and close it shut
Will they reflect my feelings as they walk away
Will they say they know the pain that I have felt
As they too had felt it in their very own days.
Will they cry the tears that was never cried for me
As they go searching for my last resting place
To give the sympathy they might say I deserve
While trying to visualize my soul through my face.
If they look and find and then walk unto my grave
I wander for me if i will receive long forgotten grieving
Telling me how sad and the pity they hold for me
After reading my words, maybe they will start believing.
And maybe they will walk to the graves of the others
The ones who did me wrong and who sealed my fate
Who made me the poet whom I had to become
Will they tell them their souls, and living they do hate.
So as I finish writing with these last few thoughts
I hope forever my words and feelings will continue on
As I know I am not alone and my pain is not fastened to me
But really who will know, until I am dead and gone.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Sugar
I miss you so much. I know you think that I have forgotten you. Honestly, can never forget you. Your presence still seems so close to me. I wish you forever stayed closer to me since I have truly yearned for with the depth of deep feelings of my heart. Life has turned to be so halfhearted without you. Pulse of my heart was you and I really want to say that my soul actually loves you. Understand my love, even if just for once. I only want you to kiss me and not be angry with me. Just your love I require.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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You Know That You Are Very Deep In My Heart
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
how much I adore you
while in your absence I miss you for long moments
and love brings a kind of sorrow
but continually you sneak deeper into my heart.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
my words, my deeds and feelings are no secret
but sometimes my words get few,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments
and you are in every thought
and our comfort with each other has been present from the beginning.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
that our love goes much further than just sympathy
that nobody can fabricate such feelings,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments.
Everything that I am and want to be you do know
and sometimes you are in every word and sentence.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Lonely Soul
I'm just a lonely soul with a heart, a heart that cries.I fill as if its been torn in two between to guys that I like and might even love.Oh heart, oh heart, what do I do who do I love, tell me who to love I've love to give but no one to give it to. Oh heart, oh heart what do I do tell me heart who to love or I shall never love at all.I'm just a lonely soul with a heart, a heart that cries.The love I have I want to share, but who do I love? Tell me heart, oh heartwho do I trun to, to love? The feelings in my heart have never let me down befour so the feelings in my heart have always been true.I once thought I've had feelings for a guy I use to know but now, but now I know it was all in my head and not in my heart.Tell me heart, oh heart what do I do, who do I love?
poem by Kaylin Garrett
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Till My Last
With the warmth of my heart I love
Feelings of my soul dream about you
Everything is so incomplete without you
My heart is desperate for you
I want to reach to you
Closer I want to come
You are so far from me
Then, how can I even try to come closer?
Feelings of mine die for you
Desperate I am for you
Suffering I am without you
Why do you not understand me?
Never have I wanted to hurt you
Only have desired to love you
In my heart you live
My sugar you have always been
I Love You
Do not go further away from me
Give me a chance to love you and care for you
Forever, you are mine
That is all I got to say to you
My shining angel you are
A true dream of my life you are
Will forever love you
Even if you hate me and want to kill me
I love you, till my last.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Lost and Lonely
smouldering into ashes
of powdery passion,
spent sentiments of
a stolen, broken heart
and a fiery furnace of feelings
i sink into the abyss
of my lost and lonely love...
shocking and sudden
how this unburnt passion
ceases
a live coal crumbling
into cold impotent ashes
a sun-setting love
hurriedly earthed...
a love's lost
can i get it back?
poem by Beibee Beibee
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Love In Separation 1 - 5
I
Today my heart is beating a sorrowful tune
and I don’t really know if it will end soon.
Since your departure all seems to be amiss
a pale reflection of that once heavenly bliss.
I have been left stranded on an alien shore
to fend for myself groping near your door.
The aftertaste of delight which our union once exuded
lingers on now in memory and feels like I was deluded.
Something doesn’t seem to be quite the same
even though I remember and repeat your name.
Your presence was what made the difference then
such a tangible feeling: will you not come again?
I can only endeavour to lure you back once more
so please don’t any of my genuine efforts ignore.
II
I look for you everywhere that I happen to go
but where you’re to be found I’d like to know.
Some say you’re in the heart and to look within
while others assert that you’re in the next of kin.
Life is really a situation of relationships with you
and knowledge of the ways of love gets us through.
If we come across difficulties and obstacles by love they’re resolved
which engenders compassion and understanding as it gets involved.
There are many people in the world who look in all the wrong places
searching for the same thing here in the available surrounding spaces.
Hoping that what they’ll find is what their heart most desires
and to fulfil this craving their mind with their heart conspires.
Our inner being or soul though is the silent witness observing all
and expresses itself as our higher conscience when we heed its call.
III
To suffer in the agony of a lover’s separation we learn
that being away from the Beloved makes the heart burn.
It is even worse when the Beloved has gone away not saying why
and the lover has been left alone in the throes of love high and dry.
The heart cannot bear the pain of love in separation
and the mind seeks to achieve a suitable reconciliation.
When the power of love rules the heart mind hastens to obey
and doesn’t need any other reason to cause unwanted delay.
If all the lover’s efforts to a reunion only end in despair
then it may be better to let the matter rest awhile there.
True love cannot be really denied except at a great personal cost
and in desperation we seldom realise the value of what’s been lost.
There is a saying that: ‘love will always find a way’
and that a heart full of love over the mind holds sway.
IV
As I was never given a reason why you suddenly left
I can only assume that there isn’t one and love is bereft.
The heart has its own reasons which the mind can’t fathom
so the mind depends on the heart for matters it can’t fathom.
Where the Beloved goes there the lovers also have to follow
because love is the magnet that draws them all nigh to go.
When the fragrance of love is in the air and lovers imbibe its scent
the intoxicating effect is a strong potion which on the heart is bent.
Man’s feeble mind relies more on the heart when the matter of love is concerned
but if the mind dominates and rationalises through the intellect love is adjourned.
If the mind of the lover is centred in the heart where the play of love is unfolding
it will experience anguish and misery when the Beloved anything is withholding.
All true lovers will always seek the company and well-being of their beloved
and are never satisfied with remaining at a distance if love is being uncovered.
V
Whose fault is it may I enquire if anyone falls irresistably in love
and the processes of love in separation overwhelm as from above?
What can one really do but follow wherever their heart leads
and undergo the agony in seeing that love is not displeased.
In seeking the pleasure of the Beloved one’s life becomes fulfilled
which otherwise would remain barren like a desolate land untilled.
When the Beloved sows the seeds of love in the fertile soil of one’s heart
all that was in there when that time comes must be sublimated or depart.
The arrows of love seek to pierce their target which is the heart of the lover
and the Beloved is the one drawing the bow with intent to kill we discover.
To die for love is much better than to live without we’ve heard often before
and those who lose their life in the cause of the Beloved will live forevermore.
When the heart is purified and pure love is awakened by the Beloved’s grace
any who are the recipients thereof realise that love in separation has its place.
poem by George Krokos
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Starlight Night
We lay hand in hand, head to head, eye to eye
The stars staring down, as if they were in envy
The moon radiating light upon us, as if it we were a showcase
The passion which was united, a passion of true love
Passion which wrote upon paper, can never portray my passion for you
True passion is like a song, A never ending list of cords and notes
An innovation of a creative mind, written from the soul and heart
A never ending canvas of joys and memories
True passion can never die, it can never fade away, for it lies deep down
You are my true passion, my true calling, my true love
poem by Michael James Kennedy Findlay
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Hard Feelings
Written by billy burnette and jeff silbar.
Now Im supposed to understand
Dont you think youre asking too much
What kind of fool do you think I am
Dont you think youve hurt me enough
Still you want to be friends
But I dont want to be just friends
So before you start with your sympathy
Just turn around and go
And if he breaks your heart, dont come crying to me
I wont be there anymore
Go ahead and cry your tears
cause Im not gonna dry your tears
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Ill be alright, dont you worry about me
Ill take care of myself
The first thing I need is you out of my life
The last thing I need is your help
Sorry I met you
Sorry I met you
I will forget you, someday
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Ive got hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings
Hard feelings
When it comes to you and me
And these hard feelings
Just wont let me be
These hard feelings run deep
These hard feelings run deep
Hard feelings
Just wont let me be
Hard feelings
Hard feelings
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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In-to-me-see = Intimacy
It's not mine to expect you should believe me
Intimacy is sharing depth of soul with one you trust
'Matters of the heart' are not without a bit of agony
So please scrutinize n' question motives if you must
ROTMS
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poem by Ray Lucero
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Hey There Beloved
Hey there beloved why are you walking away from me?
Hey there beloved don't you know all those gifts are from me?
Hey there beloved I carried you through your storms
Hey there beloved come back to me
Hey there beloved don't you know I'm waiting with open arms
Hey there beloved I wish you were not blind but could turn back and see
Hey there beloved don't you notice my art?
Hey there beloved my love for you is in every night sky
Hey there beloved look for my love in the sunset
Hey there beloved, the sun is for you
Hey there beloved the coolness of clouds is for your enjoyment
Hey there beloved I love you
Hey there beloved You can walk away
Hey there beloved it makes me cry when you chase other lovers, but
Hey there beloved I'll let you go because I want you to choose me
Hey there beloved I want you to learn to love me
Hey there beloved don't go to them
Hey there beloved they cannot fill you up
Hey there beloved, I'll never give up on you
Hey there beloved I'm full of tears
Hey there beloved I made you for so much more
Hey there beloved you don't have to dress like that
Hey there beloved they don't really love you
Hey there beloved you're more than just a body
Hey there beloved you don't have to try to be something you're not
Hey there beloved I still love you
Hey there beloved you don't have to earn my love
Hey there beloved those things won't satisfy you
Hey there beloved heed my voice that path will destroy you
Hey there beloved you're broken, but
Hey there beloved my heart breaks for you
Hey there beloved can't you see the brokenness?
Hey there beloved why do you ignore me
Hey there beloved.... I love you with all that I am
Hey there beloved, that's everything there is
Hey there beloved I love you with my entire being
Hey there beloved that's grander than the universe itself
Hey there beloved you've strayed so far away
Hey there beloved I'll always call you back
Hey there beloved I'll always be waiting
Hey there beloved I still love y-
Hey there beloved h--
Hey there be-----
Hey--------
H--------
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poem by David Knox
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Woman's Skepticism
love, desire, passion, fire, is all the qualities that you seek
for this is what will make you complete.
the man will normally have the passion and desire
while the woman has the love and the fire.
his desires could light a stack of timber
and leave your body totally limber.
it will grow so strong, that it turns into passion
and not caring about which feelings is in fashion.
he has to quench this irresistible urge
burning every part of his being
and this is all that he is seeing.
the fire spreads throughout his brain
leaving him totally insane.
he finally realizes that this ' must be love'.
and these feelings were all brought on by you
and to his heart, he must be true.
when you finally find a man who has all these qualities
you have become so skeptical
that these qualities you do not see.
open your eyes for i am here.
let me take away that fear.
my love has become embedded so deep in my soul
that my heart it did take hold.
poem by Louis Rams
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Unlocked Soul
As he builds me up for a path unknown,
He places peace and quietness, in a lost soul.
I could not fathom his purpose, why me.
Cries of sadness from those I love.
As my heart reaches out as they spoke.
I know joy is inside, I cry don't you see it!
Only you can bring it out!
I remember those tears I cried,
Fallow me on my quest of destiny;
take my hand as we walk.
My shoulder is bare, and my wisdom is free.
The love in my heart is just for you.
I will always be there!
Love is the answer, don't you see.
It's a greatness of life,
the ultimate pleasure we seek.
As years have past by,
I look deep inside their souls.
I see a longing, a desire, and a need!
poem by Carlene Maddux
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Be Gentle
Some women only borrowed
Only one would ever possess
You are that someone beloved
Be gentle with my fragile heart
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Burning Of The Heart
One after one they give into the urge
Caught by some hand of desire.
Held by the feelings that brings them together.
Its all a mystery. when will they learn.
Its just emotion on fire.
That soul taking, primitive, passion of nature.
Chorus:
I try to run. I try to never fall apart.
But love takes pleasure from
The burning of the heart
Burning of the heart.
Telling myself I should run while theres time
I see that look in her eyes
Shes turning the heat of the moment up higher.
And watching for questions I have in my mind.
She knows somewhere in our lives
Its only love that can find us an answer.
Chorus
Telling myself I should run while theres time
I see that look in her eyes
Shes turning the heat of the moment up higher
And watching for questions I have in my mind
She knows somewhere in our lives
Its only love that can find us an answer.
Chorus
song performed by by Richard Marx
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The Sphinx
THIS mystery of golden hair,
Of eyes and lips and bosom fair,
Is not--if one could really see--
Mere flesh and blood, like you and me:
This is a sphinx whose still lips say
This one thing ever, day by day,
To all who cross her in life's ways:
'Which is the way to love?' she says.
For every man who meets her eyes
In their deep depths the question lies;
And vainly would he seek to fly
Or put the wordless challenge by,
Unless within his soul be set
Some true-love vow as amulet:
This clasping, let him flee her spell,
Nor trust its guardian powers too well.
Nothing seems good to think about
But just to find that secret out;
We bring her fruits of earnest hours,
And offer choice of passion-flowers,
Of crowns, of heart's blood, of heart's ache,
Our hopes we spurn, our joys forsake,
While she looks down upon our pain
Without compassion or disdain.
She does not will to question thus--
Fate made her just to torture us;
Nor can she tell you, if she will,
Aught of your guesses, good or ill.
But if you fail to answer well,
Your own foiled heart prepares your hell,
And all your days you walk alone,
And curse the done and the undone.
She does not bid you for her sake
Your soul to wreck, your life to break,
Nor would she choose it for her part.
Only for ever in your heart
The haunting question must abide,
And clamour morn and eventide,
Until no single note your ear
Of all life's harmonies can hear.
Yet to some man it will be given
To find the key that opens heaven;
For him, beloved by all the Fates,
Answer as well as question waits
In those unwakened eyes of hers,
And when their calm that answer stirs,
From her stone sleep the sphinx will wake
Into a woman, for his sake.
What though one's whole life's light grows night
With that unanswered question's blight?
One's one poor chance is richly worth
The richest certainties of earth!
Myself would rather die, I know--
Starved, just because I want her so--
Than feast in highest heaven of bliss
On any other woman's kiss.
Such spells she has, I would not choose
One look or touch of hers to lose,
Though every touch and look have power
To sting me to my dying hour;
Though every breath of hers should bring
Frost on life's bud and blossoming,
What soul could ask a dearer death
Than to be withered by her breath?
poem by Edith Nesbit
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