Love Sonnet 54 She is Galatea, sculpted by dreams,
She is Galatea, sculpted by dreams,
Fit for gems of Phaeton's sisters' tears,
My mind would fill with thoughts flowing like streams,
For her, which by the Styx, my heart now swears;
If coldness be the hallmark of her charms,
Know that by choice she is a live statue,
Given to dire passion that never warms,
All due to renderings of pure virtue;
Should Aphrodite grant a wish fulfilled,
As what by luck Pygmalion once achieved,
Nothing could make this poor dreamer get thrilled,
Than have the truth of what his heart believed;
.....That she could stir awake for his relief,
.....With not an amber tear for love in grief.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Freedom's Myth
Will Bacchus' wine drown me at last
In drunken stupor lie?
Freed from the memories of the past,
In deepest slumber sigh?
To soar in dreams Orion's mantle
Ride Hermes' wings in fantasy
To heights and stars all mine to handle
Here lies my bed, this galaxy.
Will Eros then in mercy take
His cruel arrow from my heart?
From Aphrodite's list forsake
My name, from love do I depart!
Escape to blissful freedom here
In bright Aurora sun
The dawn shall wipe away the tear
Of night, for new day has began.
Like Echo just set free, enjoy
Emptied of Narcissus' face -
With her these dancesteps will employ
Freedom from my sorrowed days.
Will Galatea breathe at last,
And grant Pygmalion's wish?
But Love when freed escapes too fast
The heart remains, with none to cherish.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Tell Me The Truth
(dieter bohlen)
Producer for bonnie: dieter bohlen
I told you once I told you twice
This love is not a sacrifice
Oh take my heart and dont be a dreamer
0h tears may go and years may come
See my heart, look what youve done
0h take my heart and dont be a dreamer
Oh dont be a dreamer whos killing my heart
Tell me the truth
Times on my side
Oh baby give it one more try
Tell me the truth no compromise
Only a strong love will survive
I never tear apart
Its written in my heart
Ill never ever hurt you
I wasted days, I wasted nights
A restless love, an endless fight
Oh take my heart and dont be a dreamer
My world begins and ends with you
A breathless love painted in blue
Oh take my heart and dont be a dreamer
Oh dont be a dreamer whos killing my heart
Tell me the truth
Times on my side
Oh baby give it one more try
Tell me the truth no compromise
Only a strong love will survive
I never tear apart
Its written in my heart
Ill never ever hurt you
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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B l u e s
no, it’s beyond words.
say a word your word
if you need,
death loss tears grief gone ever
it’s beyond all these
take them hold them
press them tear them
squeeze from them
the tears of things
tears at the heart of things
squeeze this pure pure liquid
from these from life itself
so pure it’s nameless
so pure it’s the being
of your being,
the truth of truth,
the beauty, of all the sadness
that ever,
so pure, so true
that never again;
so pure, it could be
joy or love or grace
wash in its purity
this is life
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Galatea
Pygmalion beseeched Aphrodite:
goddess, please answer my plea:
“Give life to my dear Galatea,
that she may live always with me. “
The goddess, in a generous mood,
animated your figure Divine.
Your breasts, generous in proportion,
Your bubble butt one of a kind.
Your skin is a fine alabaster;
Like marble, but warm to the touch.
Could your sculptor have done any better?
No, I’m sure there is only one such.
With golden, shoulder length tresses
and lips, apple red, candy sweet.
It’s not much of a mystery, really,
That Pygmalion was swept off his feet.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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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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Softly, O! dropp mine eyes
Softly, O! dropp mine eyes, lest you be dry,
And make my heart with grief to melt and die.
Now pour out tears apace,
Now stay, O heavy case!
O sour sweet woe!
Alas! O grief! O joy! Why strive you so?
Can griefs and joys at once in one poor heart consent?
Then sigh and sing, rejoice, lament.
Ah me! O passions strange and violent!
Was never poor wretch so tormented:
Nor joy, nor grief can make my heart contented.
For while with joy I look on high,
Down, down I fall with grief, and die.
poem by John Wilbye
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From Faust - VII. MARGARET, Placing Fresh Flowers In The Flower-Pots.
O THOU well-tried in grief,
Grant to thy child relief,
And view with mercy this unhappy one!
The sword within thy heart,
Speechless with bitter smart,
Thou Lookest up towards thy dying son.
Thou look'st to God on high,
And breathest many a sigh
O'er his and thy distress, thou holy One!
Who e'er can know
The depth of woe
Piercing my very bone?
The sorrows that my bosom fill,
Its trembling, its aye-yearning will,
Are known to thee, to thee alone!
Wherever I may go,
With woe, with woe, with woe,
My bosom sad is aching!
I scarce alone can creep,
I weep, I weep, I weep,
My very heart is breaking.
The flowers at my window
My falling tears bedewed,
When I, at dawn of morning,
For thee these flow'rets strewed.
When early to my chamber
The cheerful sunbeams stole,
I sat upon my pallet,
In agony of soul.
Help! rescue me from death and misery!
Oh, thou well-tried in grief,
Grant to thy child relief,
And view with mercy my deep agony!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Put Courage Into Your Heart
Put courage into your heart
Drive swiftly to take a start
And fill your soul with your dreams
Of wishful thinking and hope's beam
And know that to have a fulfilled life
You need to nicely and courageously drive
The car of your dreams and hope
Filled with love and smile's cope
Just learn to get back in touch
With whatever is going around much
And search for inner strength and feel
And make with life a lovely deal
whenever life throws you a curve ball
Return it and rebuild hope's wall
And learn to have a fulfilled life
Where hopes and dreams freely survive
And empower your self and deep inside
With courage of mind and emotion's wide
And trust your feelings and your mind
Then life will always be with you kind
Just put courage into your heart
Drive swiftly to make a start
And fill your soul with your dreams
Of wishful thinking and hope's beam.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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My love is lost..............
There is a pain in my heart
that brings tears in my eyes
I am sad because my love hurts me
My love, like a sky without clouds,
like a river without fishes and
like an ocean without waves
I am sad because my love left me alone
The stars are in the sky are not glittering
The moon in the sky is not sailing
The cool breeze is not touching me
I am sad because my love don't care for me
The truth always become lie
The love always become trouble
The understanding always become fail
I am sad because my love don't trust me
The thoughts in my mind become waste
The dreams in my heart cannot be fulfilled
The life in the world brings me an emptiness
I am sad because my love need me no more
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
Copyright @2004 Ravi Sathasivam
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Who Needs Love?
Passion and lust takes my mind
as I see you in the morning light
as my heart beats like a drum
even your breathing excites me
A passion spell have thou spun on me?
You made me offer my soul
gladly to the devil, for one embrace
one wet kiss, would be my eternal bliss.
All day, thoughts of you tease me
for when I taste you, I live again.
So long a fool, I waited for love
when all I needed was passion.
Passion from your body
warms me to the bone.
Passion from your words
engorges the vessels in my brain.
Nights in your arms, steeped in sweat
burning tensely within your body
waiting for the flood to overflow
as passion drowns the ache for love.
poem by Nicky McNeil
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I Am The Most Marginalized
I am,
The most marginalized
The most obscure
Though I am the king
Of my heart pure
Live in a place
Poor of the poorest
What will you do,
With my photo and face?
I my self dislike most
I have a life most deprived
Though I am the king
Of my mind diamond
What will you do,
With my thoughts and ideas
My self I have no clue
I am the most cornered
Though I write poetry
People do not care
As I have low birth
And Cursed destiny!
I am most neglected
Though I have a soul
As pure as rose
No one cares to love
As I have no fortune
And a good physique
Every one hates to give a look
What a life! WHAT a bad luck!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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In Dreams En Route To Stars
In Dreams En Route To Stars
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Let Your Dreams Fuel The Stars
To Light The Night To Peace.
The Peace That Comes With Heart
Of Mind En Route To Dreams.
When Dreamt Thereof A Night
To Comfort A Mind To Rest
When Rest Thereof A Life
In Peace Of Mind To Heart
As Hearts Coalesce As One
When Two Of Hearts To Love
A Peace Sought To Love
An Innocence Felt In Heart
In Heart Of My Virtue.
Of Virtue Divined Of Love
In Peace As Two Unite When One
Fore There To Be A Peace
To Rest The Mind For Love
In Dreams En Route To Stars
When Heart Of Virtue Dreams Of Girl
Seen As Whole Image Of You
poem by Ricardo Antunes
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Beautiful Dreamer Serenade
1 Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
2 Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
3 Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
4 Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd a way!
5 Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
6 List while I woo thee with soft melody;
7 Gone are the cares of life's busy throng, --
8 Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
9 Beautiful dreamer awake unto me!
10 Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea
11 Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
12 Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
13 Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.
14 Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
15 E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
16 Then will all clouds of sorrow depart, --
17 Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
18 Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
poem by Stephen C. Foster
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Beautiful Dreamer
Stephen foster
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lulld by the moonlight have all passd away!
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of lifes busy throng
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea,
Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.
Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,
Een as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart,
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Never Believed Me
Feelings just want to dance here and there
Nothing is permanent, even if feelings want to rest still
Nothing seems to be lasting forever in this world
Life, I am not able to understand
Not even true love is ever understood
Only lies are believed, as truth always remains unnoticed
How should I live my life?
My love has even taken her shadow away from me
I wish that if you actually believed, then now we would have been one
Truth, my truth you never believed
Pain of my crying heart, you never believed
Never ever you believed me
Tell me please my love, did I treat you this bad?
Only you ruled my life, while I was with you
Never did I claim to be a perfect person.
Feelings, my feelings only wanted to dance with you
Love you I truly did, my twinkling star I really did want to make you mine
Sadly you are not mine anymore, because you thought I will hurt you and use you
Truth, my truth you were.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Only Love Knows Why
One more sad tomorrow
And Im not very good at hiding my sorrow
Its not the same without you
So alone and so afraid
I thought we had it made
What about us, what about the way
We were so in love, when we were together
I thought youd never leave
Now I know this time youre gone forever
Only love can break your heart
Fill you with desire
And tear you all apart
Only love can make you cry
Only love knows why
One more night without you
Im just trying to pretend that youre coming back again
You know I never meant to doubt you, oh no
We were young and we were free
Now I cant believe this has happened to me
What about us, what about the way
We were so in love, when we were together
Only love can break your heart
Fill you with desire
And tear you all apart
Only love can make you cry
Only love knows why
Gonna be a long hard road without you
And theres one thing you should know
Tell me who will I turn to
When I get in trouble
I really dont want you to go, no
Tell me who can I turn to
When I get in trouble
Baby please dont leave me
Cant you see you must believe me
Only love can break your heart
Fill you with desire
And tear you down, the minute that you fall apart
Only love can make you cry
Only love knows why, oh no
Only love can tear you down
Only love knows why, oh no
Only love will make you cry
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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Yesterday Dreams
(brian cadd)
Producers for bonnie: david mackay, ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Lonely summer needing rain, standing quietly going insane
Said, I love you, you never heard a word
Memories that still cause pain, I lost the feeling I cant explain
Still I need you, dont that seem absurd?
Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
Making it so hard to start all over again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams
Here they are coming again, yeah
Fading pictures in my mind, another place, another time
Its the same old song, just another melody
Dont ask me cause I dont want to say
Hes the reason that keeps me away
I wont go through it again, but you dont even see what I mean
Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
Making it so hard to start all over again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams
Here they are coming again
I dont want to lie awake with you at night and wonder why
Looking at your hurting eyes and asking me if its all a lie
Perfect pattern of part-time love
Always aware were gonna make it above
What I lost before taking us both nowhere
What youre askin I cant give, pick up the pieces thatll let you live
And dont ever look back cause I wont even be there
Shattered dreams in my heart, always gonna tear us apart
Making it so hard to start all over again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
Yesterday dreams, yesterday dreams, here they are coming again
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Licia Sonnets 37
I speak, fair Licia, what my torments be,
But then my speech too partial do I find;
For hardly words can with those thoughts agree,
Those thoughts that swarm in such a troubled mind.
Then do I vow my tongue shall never speak
Nor tell my grief that in my heart doth lie;
But cannon-like, I then surcharged do break,
And so my silence worse than speech I try.
Thus speech or none, they both do breed my care;
I live dismayed, and kill my heart with grief;
In all respects my case alike doth fare
To him that wants, and dare not ask relief.
Then you, fair Licia, sovereign of my heart,
Read to yourself my anguish and my smart.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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What be I be Tomorrow?
What be I be Tomorrow?
By: Adam M. Snow
Nae be I a wonder sorrow.
What be I be tomorrow?
Nae be I a dreamer of dreams;
What of the world, but life it seems.
Heart-wrung tears of perpetual sorrow,
Bringing forth an endless morrow.
To speak, but have no voice;
To live, but not by choice;
To see, but have no sight;
To love and to fight.
In heart-wrung tears of sorrow,
What be I be tomorrow?
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Streams of Broken Hearts
For all hearts ever
broken, memories
fade, no never.
Dreams of life time together,
hurt, casted aside
Streams of Broken Hearts
flowing down our life forever.
So in love were we
tears, anger, broken,
now apart are you and me.
Where is the lost love
we once had
faded into our heart
long ago, flew away like, a dove.
Flowing past life's pathway,
Streams of Broken Hearts
drifting, slowing, until other day
wrote 1-7-07