Hung Upon Love
Love
forlorn
lost men
are hung
upon appalling
ardent intensity.
Covetous enwrapped
enslaved victims.
To their ashen
sobered soul soaring
own life love
lusted bound passion.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tis Souls In Dejection Which Inspired This
Ask me what I love and I say I don't know
For my love is something mysterious that I cannot show
It's in my sentimental soul, in my timid tears
It's in my ardent anxiety, in my unfounded fears
Methinks, in my conscience my love is born
When I see humanity barren and forlorn
My love love's naught, but painfully feels
The lack of love in others and the dejection it conceals
Yet, I try to love, to be its virtuous voice
To speak of its beauty, is mine choice
Although I do not know what love really is
This poem is dedicated for love I believe it is
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Where Is My Passion
Where is my passion
Far too much pain
Where is my passion
Must I love in vain?
Where is my passion
I need must know
Where is my passion
I want so much to grow
Where is my passion
Lost in your lips
Where is my passion
I feel for your kiss
Where is my passion
Lost in your eyes
Where is my passion
Release me to fly
Where is my passion
There in your hands
Where is my passion
Touch me…expand
Where is my passion
Please…be a man
poem by Fleurette Elaine Harris
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The things I love with a passion
I rock and roll with passion
I talk out my soul with a passion
I eat good food with passion
I defeat bad mood with a passion
I sleep well with passion
I weep hell with a passion
I dream endlessly with passion
I gleam ceaselessly with a passion
I aim for money with passion
I do the same for honey with a passion
I listen carefully with passion
I glisten dutifully with a passion
I search for fame with passion
I research to blame with a passion
I walk everyday with passion
I talk and play with a passion
I embrace life with passion
I face nightlife with a passion
I laugh out with passion
I chaffe about with a passion
I cook with others with passion
I look at mothers with a passion
I touch gently with passion
I clutch tightly with a passion
I work hard with a passion
I rock mad with a passion
I gear up goals with passion
I stir up roles with a passion
I make friends with passion
I take weekends with a passion
I love kissing with passion
I love teasing with a passion
I make love with passion
I take from above with a passion
If push comes to shove
Label me old fashioned
For these are things I caption
In life with all my passion
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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A weight carried
I carry a weight in my chest
A sorrow all of my own
It is to the love forlorn
The chanceless regret
The love I once sought
I did not fight to keep
Now I fall as a shadow
A poor imitation of me
And in my thoughts it remains
Every lost wanton care
It is my burden my weight
Hung upon my heart
My life’s regret
I lost my way somehow
Forgot what I was meant to say
Now in silence I brood
Over a thought and a love
Both full sorrowful
It is a weight within my chest
I ask no pray or wish for love
That I may finally rest
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Without passion
I think and thought
i hoped and wished
i cried and mourned
i yelled and laughed
i screamed in excitement
then i realised it was passion.
Passion is strong
it is intense
it is a great feelin of emotion
love, hate, desire, enthusiasm, fondness, zeal, affection and ardor.
A man without passion is like a man without life.
Yes, i pride in myself, i have life because
i have passion,
i know love
i show affection
i know what it is to be fond of
i can give warmth
i am full of ardor.
Just when i was begining to be exalted by my feelings you came into my life,
i found you in my soul
then i knew what i claimed was passion, was nothing compared to what you gave me.
I came to realise that passion wasn't anything else but a woman.And not just any woman, it was you.
Then i remembered 'a man without passion is a man without life.Without you i'm incomplete, without passion i have no life
Now i can boast of passion of love of life.
Because i have you.
I Lost You
Muse, love, use, lust, sue, romance, passion;
I found you but i lost you! !
And like the muse of love in the land of beautiful flowers,
But, who the cap fits should wear it always.
Muse, love, lust, romance, passion, due, few;
I found you but i lost you!
Joy, emotion, passion, love, lust, a kiss, sex, sex with you;
I found you but i lost you! !
And like the muse of love in the golden triangle;
But, i found you and i lost you to another man.
Hope, trope, dope, Europe, mope, cope;
And like the casual department of your muse!
Lope, nope, rope, tope, hope, cope;
I found you and i lost you! !
And like a wounded soul;
But this love was all about us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lost In Love
Would you love me
When nights are cold
Would you love me
When I grow old
Would you care
Baby its not easy
Take me by surprise
And say youre there
Would you love me
Give me one more chance
Would you love me
Try and understand
Would you share a life
That is music
Show me in your eyes
That youll stay with me tonight
Im lost in love
I cant live without you
Im lost in love,
All my dreams around you
And Im lost in love
And its true
I cant live without you
Oh, no
Would you love me
When Im in doubt
Would you love me
Just to be around
Would you share my
Life that is music
Take me in your arms
And sing my melody
Im lost in love
I cant live without you
Im lost in love,
All my dreams around you
And Im lost in love
And its true
I cant live without you
Oh, no
And Im lost in love
Say you really want me
Love is a passion
Just cant hide
And Im lost in love
Time and again and it
Hurts me
Youll be my reason
For starting again, again
Im lost in love
I cant live without you
Im lost in love
And all my dreams around you
Im lost in love
I cant live without you
Im lost in love
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Im lost in love
Baby I cant live without you
song performed by by New Edition
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Passion
A passion found, is a passion to keep
A passion felt, is a passion to be kept
Poetry from the heart, poetry from the soul,
Poetry I have always felt,
There are many passions in
this world but none like this one, which you can
always return too when you feel lost or
feel you have something to say
I love thee yet, I love thee more
but with words I can express thee hence more
Sometimes life feels too complex to find the one with the same passion as you share,
Someone that understands you for you, not only the external you, but the inner you,
Someone that understands your thoughts and passions in life; pleasure is one thing but
Once that desire for pleasure with that person has been diminished,
what is there, nothing, a desire gone and lost,
yet to say I yearn, and can't wait till I find the one that shares the same passion and desires as I do
poem by Coker George
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Hung Up On You
Orbison/melson
Hooked on the touch of your hand, high on how you understand
Lost when you whispered hello ,something in your eyes said dont go
I just had to stay, couldnt go away from you, you knew what to do to get me
Hung up on you,hung up on you,hung up on you,hung up on you
You knew, the first time we met that I could never forget
You held me so close to you, I could never get over you
You were so aware how to make me care and keep me
Hung up on you,hung up on you,hung up on you,hung up on you
Yeah, you got me where you wanted me, I am where I really want to be
Hung up,hung up,hung up on you
Im so hung up on you that I dont know what I would do without you
Oh it will take me forever to get enough of you and I cant help it if im
Hung up on you,hung up on you,hung up on you baby,hung up on you
Hung up on you,hung up on you...
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Passion
Passion does not have Culture's or
level's of studies passion comes
from the heart, how one sees life
from inside the soul, passion is like
a savage animal, that does not
understand or knows what he
feels; but has inside him the
passion that awakes his instinct
of savage love, Passion has nothing
but a soul and a desire to love.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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Spelling LOVE
love you hey
love you from my heart
love you in my soul
love you lead my mind
love you all around
love you near
love you afar
love you with bright eyes
love you in tears
love you laughing
love you with joy
love you full of life
love you in dreams
love you to inspire
love you for peace
love you as mine
love you here
love you for all time
love you believing
love you with passion
love you from desire
love you so true
love you unconditionally
love you loving
love you always
poem by Ange de Lune
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Lost and Alone
Lost without love
Lost without family
Lost without friends
Lost without anyone
Lost without memories
Lost without thoughts
Lost without caring
Lost without a heart
Lost without a soul
Lost without feelings
Lost without dreams
Lost without life
Lost without the world
Lost without earth
Lost in my mind
Alone with the devil
Alone to burn in hell
Alone to be remembered
Alone on an island
Alone to be myself
Alone to love myself
Alone to love no one
Alone on earth
Alone in life
Alone with no thoughts
Alone with no love
Alone with no one
Alone with no memories
Alone to think
Alone to know oneself
Alone to find me
poem by Marilee Morley
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Missing Love~
Love is not the same when my love does not love you
Weak when I am with thee, meek without thee
Death never died, like my soul dies when death ensue
Without thee affections to incinerate mine tears weary
I walk through the storm of lost love dreary
Like the orphan I know not love but loves woe
If love is a dove, than my love a crow
And tears that make one strong, make me week
Through tears veil, with passion vehement I seek
My love's soul, her body, her apparition
To pledge my repentance and emanate contrition
But passion ameliorates naught, and does not turn
my love to love thee… I still burn
without thee.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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A Message To My Juliet
You've shown me just how physically love can be,
and how lustfully a kiss should be.
Since then I have lost it all.
I lost my mind inside your heart,
I lost my soul inside your bed,
I lost my sanity in flames,
I lost my light,
inside the night.
I lost the hate, the anger and the pain,
and got some love, some passion and some rain.
But now that you have went astray,
I can't stand being sane again.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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PRETTY IN THIS WORLD.....by Talile Ali
IT'S NOT EASY BEING PRETTY IN THIS WORLD
BEING OBJECTIFIED BY EVERY LEERING BOY AND GIRL
LUSTED AFTER ALL THE TIME
BEING GANG RAPED CAUSE YOUR FINE
IT'S NOT EASY BEING PRETTY IN THIS WORLD
YOU WALK IN THE BAR
AND GET PLENTY OF FREE DRINKS
UNTIL YOU FINALLY LEAVE
WITH SOME HALF-WIT WHO STINKS
YOU DO IT CAUSE YOUR LONELY
YOU DO IT CAUSE YOU'RE FINE
YOU DO IT CAUSE YOU DON'T FEEL
YOU HAVE A CHOICE AT THE TIME
IT'S NOT EASY BEING PRETTY IN THIS WORLD
BEING OBJECTIFIED BY EVERY LEERING MAN AND WOMAN
LUSTED AFTER ALL THE TIME
BEING SOCIALLY RAPED CAUSE YOUR SO FINE
IT'S NOT EASY BEING PRETTY IN THIS WORLD
LIFE ON THIS PLANET CAN REALLY BE A MESS
EVERY TIME YOU SEE A PERSON WHO WILL CONFESS
HOW THEY FEEL SUCH LOVE FOR YOU
AFTER THE THIRD TIME IT JUST WON'T DO
ITS TOO EASY BEING A SLEAZE IN THIS WORLD
IT'S NOT EASY BEING PRETTY IN THIS WORLD
BEING OBJECTIFIED BY EVERY LEERING TWISTED SOUL
LUSTED AFTER ALL THE TIME
BEING ABUSED BECAUSE YOUR FINE
IT'S NOT EASY BEING PRETTY IN THIS WORLD
poem by Talile Ali
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And You Strayed into My Heart
And you strayed
Into
My heart
And I read
A genre
Of strength
Of passion
Of fidelity
Devotion
Of heart
Nourishing
Intensity
A
Soul – gift
Of dearest
Love
poem by Debora Short
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Gollum
I love it, I hate it
For the fire it stirs in me
My passion, soul ashen
Do I want to be set free?
When time marches on relentless
I reach for you
When pressing on seems senseless
I reach (for you)
Kill my idols
Only you can satisfy
Kill my idols
You won't let me calcify
I love it, I hate it
Like I love and hate myself
You are my golden eye
Teach me to delight in you
And you can take
You can take it all away
My fist is open
You can take it all away
song performed by by Quench
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Run
Wish I was a sailor
Crossing an azure sea
Under leaden skies
Under your eyes
But I cant see too far
With these animal eyes
Cant hold my breath
Without your voice
And Im danger-prone
For Ill be bound
Ill be as fast as hell
Without your touch
And Ill run run run run run run run
And Ill run run run run run
Without your love
Im a goldman
In a soaring tower
And its cold in here
Without your love
And theres trouble in here-trouble out there
Mainline problems till you no longer care
Its a long-low life-its duty bound
No hope-no life-no you-ah ha
And I run run run run run run run
Yeah run run run run run
Without your love
I duck the shots-and tilt the world
I talk myself crazy-shoot the breeze
Shout to live-shoot to kill
Double up in pain-Im on my knees
And I run run run run run run run
I run run run run run run run
song performed by by David Bowie
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Fate's Irony
I’m deep in love, with the girl of my dreams
Who’s deep in love with the guy of her dreams
As fate would have its’ sense of irony, it seems that guy is not me
Fate it seems loves to play tricks
Fate it seems has its’ own little hits
Irony is around us all around
Like the love of the one who is in love with another
Or the love of money when money is outmoted
But love will never be outmoted, just forgotten
Just Forsaken
Forsaken Irony, Forgotten Helms
Love is lost and new love found
Or for some of those unwilling to let go
Love is lost and the soul grows cold
Forsaking love and comfort
Caring or passion
It is darkened by the past, the ironic twist of fate
This once gentle soul now is black a night
This once soul of love is full of fright
But Not all is lost, for there is a remedy,
A cure to the pain, a cure for the forsaken
What that cure is I still do not know
I just hope I find it, so maybe I can grow old..
poem by Nathaniel Sickels
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Synergy of Love
'Were you honed from poetry? '
I asked your saddened smile.
For it seems to tell a longing tale -
One of words in oratory
That speaks in languid metaphors
From lips of mind in deep despair
And solitude from inner wars
That over time has rendered life so frail.
'Were you carved from doleful prose? '
I sought to ask your gaze,
For a pain lies deep within your eyes -
One of barren territory
Where no fair heart could ever drift
And hope to venture back content
With grateful memories in a gift -
A land of your affectional demise.
'Do I hear a mournful hum? '
I wondered of your cry,
For it sings a song of deep lament -
One of quiet soliloquy
Recited on deserted strands
To waves that have no sense of song
And only wish to fight the sands -
A chant that cites emotional descent.
Do you know your face portrays
The colours of your soul?
It tells me at a single glance
Of how you burned your furnace whole
To stay the fire in our romance.
And see the prismic hues they bore!
I cherished all I ever saw:
Mauve of mystic; browns of rustic;
Reddened tones to match your blush;
Marine of passion, spending out your being,
Leaving you for ashen embers, fleeing
The dying light in hush of night.
And how you lay there empty.
So let me help re-grow the flowers
Once erect in fiery showers!
For now I've seen what love can do
When torn asunder - oh my catastrophic blunder!
But we must realise -
Our flaming want is meant to be!
We are the ocean and the sea;
The earth and moon; the sturdy tree:
All that makes the 'You and Me.'
And this is why I ache.
I wish to start again with thee,
In close and gripping
Synergy of love.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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