A Valediction Inside The Room
do not hate me,
for i am, this is all that i have
wind in your palms
when you close
you know what happens
when you open again
you know what is next
love me then for what i am
a rose in your lips
when you say something
like
i love you
you know what happens next
surely.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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rose on his lips by Emma z.
do not hate me,
for i am, this is all that i have
wind in your palms
when you close
you know what happens
when you open again
you know what is next
love me then for what i am
a rose in your lips
when you say something
like
i love you
you know what happens next
surely
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Open Palms
morning demands
the laying of open palms
on the table
and the palms agree
and then the wind comes
and took all the lines away
the hands do not mind
this is the last day of the body
the heart is full of joy
the mind has no word
the eyes close
and the lips finally sealed
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Couleur de Rose
All things to-day 'Couleur de rose,'
I see,-oh, why?
I know, and my dear love she knows,
Why, oh, why!
On both my eyes her lips she set,
All red and warm and dewy wet,
As she passed by.
The kiss did not my eyelids close,
But like a rosy vapor goes,
Where'er I sit, where'er I lie,
Before my every glance, and shows
All things to-day 'Couleur de rose.'
Would it last thus? Alas, who knows?
Men ask and sigh:
They say it fades, 'Couleur de rose.'
Why, oh, why?
Without swift joy and sweet surprise,
Surely those lips upon my eyes
Could never lie,
Though both our heads were white as snows,
And though the bitterest storm that blows,
Of trouble and adversity,
Had bent us low: all life still shows
To eyes that love 'Couleur de rose.'
poem by Helen Hunt Jackson
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Love Yet Hate
How can I love her as much as I do?
Yet hate her just the same.
I love her lips when they kiss me.
Yet I hate her lips when she uses them to criticize me.
I love to gaze into her eyes.
Yet I hate the cold gaze she gives when she's mad at me.
I love the touch of her hand as we stroll along the beach.
Yet I hate the way her hand feels when she slaps my cheek.
Our passion is so strong for one another when love we really love.
Yet when we hate we really hate.
We love yet we hate.
Elements, Death And Life
Love is like a rose
Rose is the symbol of love
Death is like a wind
wind is the symbol of fading away
Life is like a tree
It grows til it dies
Hate is like a fire
The fire grows intill it hurts somone
The symbol of life is a tree
Trre will burn of hate
The wind blow the hate away
Untill it comes backs
Death is not the opesit of life
Death comes in many natural ways
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Love is like a drug
You get addicted
You will get burned
At the same time it is good to keep
This love, this hate
The life, the death
Fire, earth, wind and water
Elements of creation
poem by Fabian Blomquist
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Red, Red Rose
Red, red rose, she blew her breath
Fingers, it’s stem she caressed
Then she closed her eyes and breathed the fragrance in
Tell me red, red rose, where does love end
She placed the rose, gently against her lips
She plucked a single petal, with finger tips
And as the wind caught and carried up high
Tell me red, red rose, can love it fly
Slowly one by one, each petal fell
Upon the last in her eye, a tear it swelled
And then she sighed as she asked to her self
Tell me red, red rose, is for love, is this what’s left
Red, red rose, red, red rose
You stand for love you should know
Should we hold on tight with all our might
Must one day we let go
Red, red rose, red, red rose
Your petals fly in the breeze
If I let go, red, red rose
What becomes of me.
Copyright 2006 Bill Simmons
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poem by Bill Simmons
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Rose, Rose(by Henrry Zhou)
Rose, Rose(by Henrry Zhou)
Rose, Rose
Love you, without words.
When I touch your waist,
Close to your lips.
Rose, Rose
Kisses are what you send to me.
Endless mythical dream
Every kiss seems to be
Rose, rose
Aren’t you the waves of the red wine
Of the first night in a wedding?
In your soft heart
slipped the lovers’ laughs and tears.
Love you, Rose
Light vortex, pink whorls
full of a garden I wish to plant Roses
Even waking to be a sad nightmare
Still I will hold you.
O, Rose, my dear Rose
poem by Henrry Zhou
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Love Be Gone
love is deep inside
love always swings by
love knocks on your door
three times a day
love is in the air
love theres plenty to share
love is a way of life
love can't be cut with a knife
love kills and destroys
love can close and open many doors
love comes when your hurt
love comes when your mad
love comes in many ways
love comes but can be sent away
some say they don't want to be in love
but love is still there
love doesn't go away
theres going to always be
some one to love you
or some one you love
some wish there was a
love be gone.
love be gone is a mile
away waiting
for the right one to frown and say
i hate you, i don't love you
love be gone is here to stay
love be gone always wants to play
poem by Jamaya Ewing
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You And You And You And You... But Just You
now i remember about what he, the poet without a comma, once said:
too near yet i cannot touch.
it is you.
i open, yet i must close
i am too near you, yet you cannot see.
i want you and i love you
yet i cannot be the love that i want to be.
to forget you i must find you in all the lips
in many bodies, always i am an earth unsatisfied
with a flood of rain,
i love you, yet you are not love, i want to hate you instead
but i will be denying you and myself.
i have been to places wanting to find you
but i always create the distance.
it is always you, even when i die.
they will get me wrong and tell me the name of another.
it is you and will always be you.
i love death more now.
but what can i do? i must live to have you still.
hope against hope,
at the brink of what finally perhaps
may shock you.
that time you may hate me, but that is the truth.
i am the truth, i want you to be a lie.
but you are the truth too.
too near in my heart, but which my mouth
must deny.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rose, Fall
Rose of many petals that fall at gentle touch,
you cannot match up to my love-who with touch does not fall
Rose of the green stem, who withers when is dry
you cannot match up to my love, who with age, never dries
Rose of thorny flaws, who pricks me at the lips
you cannot match up to my love, whos lips contain no thorns
Rose like any other rose, who with them does not stand out,
you cannot match up to my love, whose beauty stands outloud
Rose of limited colors, who can only bloom one tone
you cannot match up to my love, who blooms of every hue
Rose, who only appeals to eyes, to those who see its beauty
you cannot match up to my love, who appeals to every sense
Rose fall down, and bow to my love-she is the one with grace
Rose wither away to my love, whose beauty outlives yours
Rose turn 'way, when in presence to my love-
for she holds something you dont hold
and that is my steep love
poem by Afrodita Alkline
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__________a Dedication To You___________
__________A DEDICATION TO YOU___________
I wanna see your eyes roll through the back of your head,
I will never be fine until the day you are dead,
Your love is wilted and weathered,
Your death's my guilty pleasure,
Yet i can never pull the trigger...
I love your love, I hate your hate,
I see the tears pouring down your face,
I love your love, I hate your hate,
I wish to see the last look on your face...
I'll tie you to the bed and do with you as i please,
But everything i do is just a tease,
We will betray our demons,
And tonight i'll see your anguish...
I love your love, I hate your hate,
I see the tears pouring down your face,
I love your love, I hate your hate,
I wish to see the last look on your face...
Your eyes close to me,
Your face is red and bleeding,
Your smile is the most relieving,
Yet i can't stand to be near you...
I love your love, I hate your hate,
I see the tears pouring down your face,
I love your love, I hate your hate,
I wish to see the last look on your face...
poem by Poetic Crisis
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Indeed, Indeed I Cannot Tell
Indeed indeed, I cannot tell,
Though I ponder on it well,
Which were easier to state,
All my love or all my hate.
Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me
When I say thou dost disgust me.
O, I hate thee with a hate
That would fain annihilate;
Yet sometimes against my will,
My dear friend, I love thee still.
It were treason to our love,
And a sin to God above,
One iota to abate
Of a pure impartial hate.
poem by Henry David Thoreau
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Rather Hate You Than Love You
I would rather hate you than love you
Because there are some things that I can’t go through
I would rather hate you than love you
Because I know I can’t stand it if you turn up not being you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of spending days and nights crying over you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of wondering where you are and what you do
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of thinking if you feel the same about me as I about you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of questioning you and whether your love is true
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of seeing you smile for another as if I meant nothing to you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of making plans for an Us without a U
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of torturing myself for feeling the way that I do
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of counting the days until I again see you
I would rather hate you than love you
Instead of hating every woman because they cannot be you
I would rather hate you than love you
If I could have everyone but could not have you
poem by Stephen Dantes
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I love it when....
I love it when you
make me laugh, though
I hate it when you
lie to me
I love it when you
hold me close, though
I hate it when you
push me away
I love it when you
keep me, though
I hate it when you
let me go
I love it when you
keep me, though
I hate it when you
let me be
I love it when you
say 'Love You', though
I hate it when
It's a lie
I love it when you
love me, though
I hate it when it's
not me you're with
I love it when
we're together, though
I hate it when
we're not
poem by Shelly Hsdfbdsr
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Ruby Red Rose
To touch your lips,
ruby red rose
is to touch the petals
of a rose that grows
soft with moisture,
dewy and wet.
They're touched by your tongue,
withdrawn and yet
they glisten and shine.
And what I see
are kisses saved
just for me.
They sometimes smile
and beckon me.
I savor the feel
they give and see
that no other lips
could be as fine.
No other lips
like ruby red wine
could ever compare
as they open and close
to anything else
but a ruby red rose.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I Love I Hate
I love, loveing
I hate, hateing
I love going
I hate waiting
I hate depression
I love joys
I hate most girls
I love most boys
I love my friends
I hate my life
I love people
I hate the strife
I hate work
I love cake
I hate crisco
I love to bake
I love rollercoasters
I hate horror stuff
I love the night
I hate it when life is rough
I hate myself
I love nice things
I hate jerks
I love opal rings
poem by Clare McCarthy
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Hate
I hate me
I hate u for loving me
I hate that I need u
I hate that you love me
I hate that I can't close u out
I hate that u trust me
I hate that I hurt u
I hate that u cry
I hate that I can't help u
I hate that u try to help me
I hate that I will leave u the fist chance I get
I hate that u won't understand
I hate that u won't give up on me
I hate that I can't give in to u
I hate that u won't let me go
I hate that I will never be the friend u deserve
I hate that u can't see that
I hate that I'm going to die
I hate most of all that it's going to kill u
poem by Fernando Alvarez
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RCLH - 2 # [‘Random Couplets On Love And Hate]
RCLH - 2 # [‘Random Couplets On Love And Hate]
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[continued from last post 29.08.09.]
Love is befitting,
Hate is misfitting.
Love opens,
Hate closes.
Love is dynamic,
Hate is inertic.
Love is licit,
Hate is illicit.
Love is optimism,
Hate is pessimism. [6]
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Love insures positivism,
Hate multiplies nihilism.
Love megalizes,
Hate minimizes.
Love is hyperaesthesia,
Hate is anesthesia.
Love is universalization,
Hate is personalization.
Love is liberal,
Hate is critical. [7]
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Love lengthens,
Hate shortens.
Love brings near,
Hate pushes far.
Love is soothing,
Hate is scorching.
Love is elation,
Hate is dejection.
Love gains,
Hate drains. [8]
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Love is winner,
Hate is looser.
Love is accepting,
Hate is denying.
Love is filling,
Hate is emptying.
Love praises,
Hate humiliates.
Love is energy,
Hate is lethargy. [9]
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Love is natural,
Hate is artificial.
Love re-generates,
Hate degenerates.
Love is docility,
Hate is hostility.
Love multiplies,
Hate divides.
Love is sharing,
Hate is depriving. [10]
to be continued...
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poem by Dr. Sakti P. Chakravorty
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I Hate to Love
I hate to love
as it gives pain
I hate to love
and be a loser ever again
I hate to love
as I treat lovers insane
I hate to love
as it is brittle as a cane
I hate to love
as it gives sorrow
I hate to love
it’s not like money that u can borrow
I hate to love
as it ends unhappily
When a partner goes away
and the other waits sadly
I hate to love
as it needs a pair
it’s like a game
in which everything is fair
I hate to love
when love is one-sided
If one flirts
the other lives parted
I hate to love
when someone plays a game
and the other unknowingly
comes under his tame
I hate to love
when it is false
in this case it has no effect
and no cause
I hate, I hate, I hate
I hate everything about love
b’coz hatred is the
extremity of love
This experience is
different in it’s feel
It’s gained only
after a strong zeal
If you Love to Hate
It means you are in Anger
But if you Hate to Love
it means you were someday a Betrayed Lover….
poem by Bineeta Kharga
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You're Not Alone
In a way, it's all a matter of time
I will not worry for you, You'll be just fine
Take my thoughts with you, and when you look behind
You will surely see a face that you recognize
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time
Open your mind, Surely it's plain to see
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time for you
Open your mind, Surely there's time to be with me
It is the distance, that makes life a little hard
Two minds that once were close, Now so many miles apart
I will not falter though, I'll hold on till you're home
Safely back where you belong, And see how our love has grown
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time
Open your mind, Surely it's plain to see
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time for you
Open your mind, Surely there's time to be with me
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