Dreamt of Her
Lakeside moonlight
Upon her hair,
Stars swirling in adoration,
A pretext for love.
I derive
From a family
Of romantic thieves,
And I only want her heart.
I would open my soul
To any scorn or ridicule
To merely gaze into her eyes.
To count the days
Of a life expiring
And to say it was all worthwhile
And charmingly magical
To merely hear her voice
And see her smile.
I’m a sweet man
But obsessed with unimaginable beauty;
I accept my fate with mad pleasure:
Winning a woman’s hand is nothing
But to have dreamt of her
With flowers and compliments is everything.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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The Blink of a Lover’s Eye
When you’re young,
You should laugh all night,
Dance in the moonlight,
Gaze and count the stars
Reflected off the lake
As you make love by the lakeside.
Find joy in erotic, youthful enterprise
And never allow
A sweet-scented flower
To escape your embrace.
In the certain grave
Leading to heaven or hell
There will be no more perfumed pillows
Nor romantic stories to tell;
The lifespan of passion is brief
And fades in the blink
Of a lover’s eye.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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My Wonderful Beautiful Lady Has Golden Eyes
Your angel eyes cursed me from the first time I met you
Your eyes have magic made me follow you simply
Your eyes colors stolen the color of the honey
Because the color of your eyes its gold
Your eyes shining in the night same the stars in the sky
I had never seen like you in whole the world
On all these specifications in you is not finished yet because you are unlimited in the beauty
Your long blond hair is very awesome
When the air plays with your blond hair & its fly when you are walking
Oh my god
I'm dying on this section of your beauty
Your awesome beauty chasing me everywhere I go
I can't remove you from my head simply
I see your picture always in front of my eyes
You burned fire inside my heart
I woke up on a dream I can't tolerance it simply
I can't tolerance your love simply
You are very hard love on me
But at the end I must accept it because this is my fate
May be I can't do everything for you that you want
But I have a white romantic heart it's for you only
So please except this heart that it's in your hands
I don't have money but I have this heart
I can give you only the real love in whole your life
But I can't build castles in the air & all suddenly fail down on the ground
This is me my lovely lady
The answer is up to you
I'm waiting for your answer
I became a romantic poet because of you
I became a famous poet & everybody know my love for you how its looks like
I loved you from the first time I met you
You are always in my head & I had never forget you for a while
I will still love you forever in whole my life
To my last day of my life
To my death day
You are my first love & my last love in whole my life forever, forever
Sincerely
Your Lover Forever In Whole Your Life
The Romantic Man
Ali Sabry
I Hear
(diana ross/stan scates)
What is this i hear
Falling softly in my ears
Quietly telling me to wipe away my tears
Yesterdays are gone
And love has cleared the way
No matter who you are
You can touch the stars
Life's interactions can make you smile
Just listen to the voice in your heart
The voice is near you, it's never too far
The voice is with you, where ever you are
It's closer than close, calling to your heart
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
The voice will never leave you
It lives deep down inside
It's calling you, asking you
To open up your heart
All things are achievable
Nothing is impossible
You can reach your highest high
You can make it if you try
Life's interactions can make you smile
Just listen to the voice in your heart
The voice is near you, it's never too far
The voice is with you, where ever you are
It's closer than close, calling to your heart
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
Follow where it leads you in the dark
The voice will guide your heart
The voice is always near
I hear the voice, i found the voice
From the mountains to the sea
The voice of love is calling me
Where ever you are, the voice is near you
It's never too far, the voice is with you
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Reflections of Love
Reflections of Love
This man obsessed with the feminine gender
A romanticist of the 33rd degree
Will his gentle heart surrender
And set his wondrous spirit free.
His eyes in the stars, the moon and the sky
His soul grounded to the beautiful earth
With a thirst for his life's truest pleasure
At last awakening to his own worth.
Such gentle love of his reflection
He can't contain this loving light
He consumes her waiting heart strings
With the song of loves delight.
What fuel can flame such enduring passion,
can you see behind the mirror?
Is she there, among the roses, her voice soft and clear,
or has she gone up to the mountains
to breathe the rarest air.
I wanted to go with her.
to hold her hand and stare,
basking in the new day sun
with flowers in our hair
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Our First Date (Tri-fall)
The silence around us
as we see
the stars shooting across the skies...
From this beautiful grus
above me
the stars reflect into your eyes
The moonlight shines on you
in this night
bringing out your amazing smile...
And when the morning dew
comes in sight
our night together was worthwhile
This night was our first date
only us
I'll never forget holding you...
And as we accept fate
with a buss
the start of new love as sparks flew
poem by Adam McKim
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Eyes Of A Child
The Eyes of a Child, so innocent and pure
A Child's heart is full of song
Take their tiny hands,
And lead them to the light
As Adults we see the pain in the world,
And sometimes it don't seem right.
But through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
They've yet to realise,
The darkness in their soul.
..the Beauty of their smile
Adventurous and wild.
Life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
So, don't give up
Even when the road seems long
Just find that child inside you
You've got to find you.
Spread your wings and fly, to the brightest star
If ya want, I can even get my friend Steve to detail your car
for about twenty bucks.
Through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
They've yet to realise,
The darkness in their soul.
The Beauty of their smile,
Adventurous and wild.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
Got an eye on my hand!
I've got an eye on my hand!
I've got an eye on my hand!
But still i cant find you!
An eye on my hand!
Where have you gone girl?
An eye on my hand!
I'm coming up behind you.
Eye on my hand!
Don't turn around now,
Cause I'm right there,
I'm coming up behind you!
Through the Eyes of a Child
The World seems magical
There's a sparkle in their eyes,
We've yet to realise,
The bastards they really are!
The Beauty of their smile,
Adventurous and wild.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
But it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
Sure, life is kinda gay,
but it doesn't seem that way,
Through the Eyes of a Child.
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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A Virtuous Woman II
Signs of the time,
Widespread enough to catch a mouse;
But time are chainging for you and me,
Because, the wages of sin are seen all around us!
To succeed when you have views and,
To open your eyes when you are in love;
But your beauty is like the sun of the moon! !
Beauty and love,
And like the beats of the drummer-boy!
But to love with the fiery essence is like the love of your sweet muse;
And, i have seen what my heart yearns for! !
Becasue, you are the one;
And like soul to soul and eye to eye.
A virtuous woman is what you are!
And like the joy of the sweet songs of love;
But to open my window to you is like,
Seeing the nakedness of you! !
And, i have seen what my heart yearns for.
A virtuous woman,
Two are better than one;
And like a typical farmer with a cutlass in his hand;
But, the land of the legends will always sing my muse!
Because, i was made to love all races in the name of love!
But, a virtuous woman is what you need beside you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What Would You Like
Tell me you name, tell me your sign.
Please tell me that my mind is right.
I just want to take you to my home.
Where we can talk by a fire all alone.
There's just one thing that I need to know.
Could you ever be there when I woke up,
Or will you be just another and be gone?
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
I take one look at you and my heart can't stop smiling.
It begins to display on the outside and my lips curl up.
Looking at you from across the void I can see my life with you.
You take a glance at me and can't help but notice to.
I walk around the corner and fade out of your sight.
I love playing this game.
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
You chase me around the corner at the end of the aisle.
And we both meet each other eye to eye.
My hands behind my back.
Can you guess what I've got in mind.
Oh I think you'll be suprized.
You look at me and begin to smile.
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
I see the moonlight fall across your face as you sleep.
I take one look at you as my fingers gently stroke your cheek.
You breathe in and breathe out and stir awake.
Looking up at me and smiling all the while.
I bend down and kiss you ever so slowly.
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
My lips want to take in every taste it can.
My fingers what to rub your smooth skin.
My eyes want to see all your love dep inside.
And no matter how hard I try.
My mind can't comprehend the beauty within.
If I bought you a dozen roses would you fall in love?
If I wrote you that special love poem would you kiss me tight?
If I took you to a lakeside of of a romantic dinner would you stay the night?
Would you like the candle's flickering lights?
Would you like the expressions of my words rolling off my tongue?
Would you come be with me even though the night's young?
Would you like the kiss that takes the breath away deep within your lungs?
Would you want to be with me through the rest of your life?
Would you want to be with my heart through the beating might?
Would you want to grab my hands and love me through all the bad time?
Would you want to hug me in the anger of emotions and try to fight?
Would you stand within my heart and dance in the spotlight?
Would you like to be with me through the whole night?
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
poem by Josh Burnett
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Moonlight Eyes
Moonlight eyes I see you smile
It lightens up my night
Your smile takes all the fight out of me
Moonlight eyes I hear you cryin
It robs me of my pride
Theres nothing I can hide from moonlight eyes
I got no control
You just roll me like the sea
Oh moonlight eyes
Mooonlight eyes youre grown now
Ill soon be out of touch
Youll lose that innocence
That cost so much
Moonlight eyes youll find your pain
Youll say that Im all wrong
Therell always be a place where you belong
I got no control
You just roll me like the sea
Oh moonlight eyes
Tell your sweet lies only to me, only to me
Moonlight eyes you soothe me
Moonlight eyes youre easy on my soul
Moonlight eyes you are the reason
The meaning in the words
The words to every song Ive ever heard
Paralysed in sweet surprise
Your every wrong is right
One look into your night
Oh moonlight eyes
I got no control
You just roll me like the sea
Oh moonlight eyes
Tell your sweet lies only to me, only to me
Moonlight eyes.
(mccafferty)
(copyright 1980 ciroride limited)
song performed by by Nazareth
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Soul's Beauty
Under the arch of Life, where love and death,
Terror and mystery, guard her shrine, I saw
Beauty enthroned; and though her gaze struck awe,
I drew it in as simply as my breath.
Hers are the eyes which, over and beneath,
The sky and sea bend on thee,—which can draw,
By sea or sky or woman, to one law,
The allotted bondman of her palm and wreath.
This is that Lady Beauty, in whose praise
Thy voice and hand shake still,—long known to thee
By flying hair and fluttering hem,—the beat
Following her daily of thy heart and feet,
How passionately and irretrievably,
In what fond flight, how many ways and days!
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Sonnet LXXVII: Soul's Beauty
Under the arch of Life, where love and death,
Terror and mystery, guard her shrine, I saw
Beauty enthroned; and though her gaze struck awe,
I drew it in as simply as my breath.
Hers are the eyes which, over and beneath,
The sky and sea bend on thee,—which can draw,
By sea or sky or woman, to one law,
The allotted bondman of her palm and wreath.
This is that Lady Beauty, in whose praise
Thy voice and hand shake still,—long known to thee
By flying hair and fluttering hem,—the beat
Following her daily of thy heart and feet,
How passionately and irretrievably,
In what fond flight, how many ways and days!
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Hold The Heart
Something magical happens
In bein' with a woman
Who can hold the heart and soul
Of an inamorato
Whether tall or short;
With whatever color eyes,
And however long hair;
With cinnamon skin
Or skin that is pale or dark
Something magical happens
Something magical happens
In seein' the lightness
And swiftness of movement
In watchin' her dance
Or ridin' horseback
Or brushin' her hair
In witnessin' her
Fervent attentions
Her ardent advances
Something magical happens
Something magical happens
In bein' with a woman
With a mysterious crown
Of enchantment that attracts
And can hold the heart.
poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro
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Romantic Intentions
As the darkness of the night sets in
Wonderous dreams of romance begin
Couples walking hand in hand in the moonlight
Wishing dreams of sweet delight
They gaze into each others eyes
Oblivious to time as it passes by
Their lips meet in an act of lustful passion
Sweet adoration for each other never going out of fashion
Uninhiberted acts of love making throughout the night
Accompanied with joyous gasps of sweet delight
Destined to be together until the end of days
Will their love last forever full of passion and blaze.
poem by Paolo Giovanni Lonewolf Marra
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Demon
In bygone days when life's array -
The sweet song of the nightingale
And maidens' eyes, the rustling woods -
Still left a fresh impression on me,
When loftiness of feeling,
And freedom, glory, love
Artistic inspiration
So deeply stirred my blood,
My times of hope were cast in shade
And pleasure dimmed by longing,
For it was then an evil genius
Began to pay me secret visits.
Our meetings were quite dolorous:
His smile, his glance mysterious,
His venom-filled and caustic sermons
Poured frozen poison in my soul.
With endless slandering remarks
He tempted Providence;
He claimed that beauty's but a dream;
Felt scorn for inspiration;
He had no faith in love or freedom;
He looked on life with ridicule-
And in the whole of nature
He did not wish to praise a single thing.
poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
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Fragrant Flower Vavroovahana patra
Virgins love flowers;
Garlands of flowers adorn with pleasure.
Garlands of flowers on curly crisp wavy long hair allure lover;
Lover enjoys peerless beauty with pleasure.
Wife looks beautiful adorned with garlands of flower;
Entices husband with profound pleasure.
Women adorned with garlands of jasmines cure men gaily;
Beholding the beauty men derive peace gleefully.
Flower is a gift of Almighty;
Beholding the beauty all enchant with gaiety.
Flowers in dense green forests are most beautiful;
Poet enjoys the beauty, mind is delightful.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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As A Zephyr It Does Seem To Begin
As a zephyr it does seem to begin,
Takes soon the form of a swirling wind!
Wonder, does one, as to when it does end-
As do I- when do we meet again! ?
My best friend, now lost in her sea of deceit,
Await do I for the truth and her to meet!
Gone now, with my freedom, is my innocence-
Soon though she shall again see our love's magnificence!
My family, taken with nary a moment's hesitation,
The chilling call of the wayward eagle mirrors my frustration!
Go now swirling wind of unimaginable discontent-
So too shall then follow my heart's lament!
Winds of change shall allow for the realignment of fate,
Restore too the righteous love of my soul mate!
Maurice Harris,28 April 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Real Love
How to say love?
How to see love?
or to seize love?
saying love u out of your lips
not the way to say love
say i love u in your heart
whom u love then they can hear
with their hearts
if u sees in your eyes
u still never see the real love
but with open heart
and open mind
if u accept the real light
then u can see the beauty
the beauty of be love
and to be in a real love
in every where
in every time
u can seize the real love
when u let the devotee to fly
and to shine
like the sun of the noon
like the moon
fade the darks of night
like the birds of the north
coming back to their home
from south
u can say in every word
the real love
u can see in every where
the real love
and reveal
the real love
in your soul
the real love
the
real
love
at the end
is a dream
of real woman
and the deeds
of real man.
poem by Sallam Yassin
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Dance With Me Till The End Of Time
Dance with me my love,
Follow the rhithm of my heart,
Hold my hand into yours,
And let my love be your guide.
I' ll rest my head on your shoulder,
Your arms will embrace my tiny waist,
Our steps will fly on wings of music,
Your whispers will enchant to my ears.
Your look will go down to me,
And your eyes will meet mine,
My happy smile will tell how much i like you,
My heart beats will count the strenght of my love.
Magic moments to have you near,
Wonderful music is your voice to my heart,
I can be with you a life time,
I can be with you if you want.
Stars will be our witnesses,
Moonlight will be our light,
Love will be in the air,
Dance with me till the end of time.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Morning
I woke this morning in a silly way
So I wrote a cheesy poem today
Like the star with lesser fans
It seems I have too much time on my hands
I met a damsel with a voice golden sweet
From the tip of you head down to her feet
How do I know for I haven’t seen her before?
Conversing set such amiable rapport
She makes me smile when I am down
She is my queen and I minstrel clown
Oh what a day when we finally meet
With rose in hand to make the great complete
My voice trembles as I utter hi
My knees are weaken as I hear laughter from nearby
Hesitating to hear her reply
To keep composer I do try
I shall sit close and gaze in her eyes
A solemn butterfly flew into distant skies
I hang on every word that she is speaking
Paranoid as my manner she might be critiquing
Obsessed with gaining her favor
Each word I hang, chew on, and savor
What is the matter, why can’t I relax?
Obsessing over each word and syntax
Finally here comes the food
My mind now calm so changes the mood
Now ends the suspense
All to her now makes sense
The artful dodger and the lover of laughter
Indulged the two in innocent banter
Now she has stolen my heart
I her whimsical counterpart
Deep in my soul the passion lies
Hopeless romantic needing no alibis
Your empty spot I can fill
If you open up I surely will
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Her love is my inspiration
Her love is my inspiration
Love is the inspiration for my heart to sing a tune,
love is the inspiration for my ear to hear,
love is the inspiration for my soul to warm,
love is the inspiration for my mouth to smile,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to glisten.
Love is the inspiration to draw my soul near another
love is the inspiration for my mouth to utter sweet words,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to gaze upon her,
love is the inspiration for my heart to speak out.
Love is the inspiration for need, love is the inspiration for my mouth to touch hers,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to close,
love is the inspiration for my heart to race,
love is the inspiration for my tears to burn.
Love is the inspiration for longing,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to see only her,
love is the inspiration for my heart to cry out,
love is the inspiration for my ear to hear her whispers,
love is the inspiration for my soul to join hers forever.
Love is the inspiration for forever,
love is the inspiration for my heart to be whole,
love is the inspiration for my ear to always hear those words,
love is the inspiration for my soul to have hers,
love is the inpiration for my mouth to speak the truth.
Love is the inspiration for my soul to seek life
love is the inspirationfor my ear to hear her words,
love is the inspiration for my soul to reach for her,
love is the inspiration for my mouth to speak her truths,
love is the inspiration for my eyes to always look upon her first,
For she is the inspiration for my Love.
Nathaniel Cole Buddington
poem by Nathan Buddington
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