You Are Ii
You are more beautiful than sunset on Waikiki beach
You are so pleasing to the eyes that my soul cries out tears of joy
You are like the dawn that brings on a new day
You are like the dew makes the flowers grow each morning
You are as pure as the white sands of the Caribbean
You are like a starlit night in Negril Jamaica
You are as beautiful as the birds of Panama
You are as gentle as the flowers that blooms in a secret garden
You are mother earth and I a son of your creation
You are like the moon that lovers gaze upon
You are the light that shines through the great void in space and time
You are the beauty that cannot be denied nor summarized
You are all things great and small
You are the source that mere mortals cannot resist
You are the sun that brings life to the heavens
You are everything and everything is you
You are like a waterfall that its mist gently flows over my body
I would surrender my all for just one moment in your arms
I would spend every waking moment worshiping your grace
No pedestal could be high enough for you to sit upon
By your command men would lay down their very lives for you
Just hearing your voice sends men into frenzy
Just one word brings joy into this world
You are a living dream come to life incarnate
If you were a dream I would spend my life sleeping
I would never wake to face a day without you in it
I would stay comatose until a kiss from your lips sends me flying
You mean more than words could ever coherently be spoken
You are the embodiment of what a woman should be
There is no place I would rather be with than right by your side
Cuddling with you as like paradise taken twice fold
In all things I would put you first
You are more glamorous than any gown designed by Christian Dior
You are more fabulous than any diamond set upon Angelina Jolie’s finger
You are more precious that black pearls found of the shores of Tahiti
You are the spark that sets the world aflame
You are the nectar carried by the bees that is the delicacy of the gods
You are like the fabric of life worn to perfection
Sweet, filling, and delightful for you are life’s dessert
I will serve you humbly till time fades away
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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My Woman Part 2
My woman in the morning brings me joy
In the winter she brings me springtime
In the darkness she is my illumination
The morning sunshine she is
Betray her for another? Never
The world to me she means
On cloudy days she brings me hope
No more for she is all I need
Flowing over my cup that she fills
The North Star she is that glow that guilds me home
She never surrenders under insurmountable odds
She pulls it all together for she is the one
The feelings she gives me words could never spark
Princess and my queen she is my all and all
To the bowels of hell and back I would fallow her
For her satisfaction I would do anything
More love than I can handle She gives me
For me as well she cares deeply
An eternity has passed by each moment we are apart it seems as if
I would spend it with her if I had only one moment left
Light as a feather her steps are
Graceful and neat her ways are
Beyond her years she has wisdom
I will follow her if she chooses to lead me
She is my woman and I her man
We are a pair I own her not
My better half she is
To do great things she gives me the will
Her heart I will break never
More every day She gives me
In the summer of my life she is the flower that blooms
Without seeing her face may my eyes never close
The day we met God blessed
You ever more I shall love
Without your love the world would not turn
For more no man could ever ask
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Woman
I would climb the highest mountain to speak with you my swami
You are seer and knower of all things great and small
Your knowledge and understanding has no boundaries
Your intellect is only surpassed by your beauty and charm
Queen of my heart and princess of the earth
You are the mother of humanity and the barer of fruits
Thru your manifestation you bring forth life
You are the queen of all things and the mother of humanity
Muse of my soul and the captain of my ship
I shall build you a garden house so I can reach you at my whim
Your sense of style and taste captures your spirit within
Fly me away so I can come on down to your sandy shores
In your red dress, you dress to impress
For everything I do you are always on my mind
I dream a dream of being in your arms forever
A heavenly bliss that any man would die for
To taste your lips of cherry wine would be intoxicating
I would drink until I was fully inebriated
I would swim in your waters until I drown in your love
Your earthly brown tones I dream of embracing me
Your laughter brings joy to my moody day.
You must be an arsonist for you set my soul on fire
High on a throne you should be seated for I am only a jester at your side
You bring so much levity that sparks my humorous side
You are my beauty queen and I a mere minstrel at your periphery
You are a rare beauty a treasured fine that is one of a kind
My nimble fingers can not construct the words to let you know how you make me feel
You are all that is good and pure in the world
Some say pure as the driven snow but I say pure as the first humans to walk this earth
Ask of me what you will for I will die trying to comfort you
Your sultry sense is not a state of being but a state of mind
Dance my tiny dancer for the world will travel to your beat
Dance to your own music for some just don’t get you
Your colors are warm and they bring comfort to the eyes
How does one construct words to explain how you make me feel
Sweet Sensuous words of my true feelings
Words that will sway you in my way
Word that would captivate your heart from the start
To live a life of servitude with you would be a dream come true
You are a Goddess to be worshiped
You are more than any mere mortal can comprehend
The utterance of your angelic voice brings shivers down my spine
I can not rest until we converse again
When I am sad you make me glad
You are the true love that I never had
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Through the window the new moon peeps
(For Daleen)
I
Through the window the new moon peeps,
many stars glitter blue-white
where they sit glowing in the darkness,
like diamonds at which I look,
when the ginger cat stands in the windowsill,
next to me the moon falls on your face
and it looks as if you are dreaming,
as the lights of a car passes
and I am blessed to have you here,
with your intimate heat next to me,
but it's only a dream in which I dare this
as if a thousand nights will be such
and I am free of my worries,
it's as if everything fades in your presence.
II
It's as if everything fades in your presence
as if the past, times and things do not touch me,
when we are together and small things make you happy
as if nobody else does anymore matter
and with the magic that spring brings
there are new green sprouts rising,
in the garden it's as if the grass suddenly jumps,
I see irises already blooming purple in pots,
I see all the beauty that this spring brings
and all of the flowers that I can get
are far too insignificant
as you are very dear to me
but I do continually long for you,
even when the sun hangs magically in the sky.
III
Even when the sun hangs magically in the sky,
my life feels empty without you,
even if the sky is cobalt blue,
even if the rays of the sun catch me caressingly,
I am still like a child scared of darkness,
while I long to hold your hand, to embrace you,
while I want to know you better and want to trust you
in all the days of spring
and I wonder about your thoughts,
where you are now sitting in an office,
or does life also pass you,
while you drink a cup of tea
in a place with many white papers;
do you have any time to think of me?
IV
Do you have any time to think of me,
I wonder, while I am working in the garden
and I do not immediately notice you
while I am mowing the lawn
and I see a dove gliding over the earth
with no clouds in the deep blue sky,
where it stretches out with brightness above me
and irises and roses are flowering where you sit down.
I kiss you and do it another time
where we are alone in the back garden,
I am caught and you sweep me along
right here in the bright daylight,
and the bright sun falls over us
when I give my self to you.
V
When I give my self to you
and share my deepest secrets,
when you walk deep into my heart
and know me thoroughly
then I tell you about my life
and you learn that love comes from God,
and love has a new much deeper meaning
and I am astounded by your beauty time after time.
You are the summer child, the morning sun,
you are mine before the people and God
of light my only real source
and more precious than any human law
but then I suddenly wake up and want to cling to you;
in this late summer I miss you.
VI
In this late summer I miss you,
the separation of moments comes
in every small thing that I notice
and it reflects your image and your name.
I can hear birds whistling in the trees,
even feel the soft wind caressing my skin,
but you are the source of my heat,
the loveliest song that plays right through my heart
and I wonder if a person looses some humanity
when you trust somebody totally,
when you make deeper bonds,
when you cling to someone else in rapture?
Outside lights beacon lonely;
your voice over the phone makes my heart frolic.
VII
Your voice over the phone makes my heart frolic
when it sounds like that of a young girl,
when your image shines like that of an angel
and I am searching for flowers not just a poppy
but something precious that I want to pick for you,
when you bring me joy
and I want to embrace you for moments
while I wonder how that sensation will last
as the miles is some distance
but the yellow sun shines bright through your words
and suddenly my life feels right
as if radiated from a heavenly source,
our conversation stretches long, goes on and on;
through the window the new moon peeps.
poem by Gert Strydom
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You Are # 3
You are a ray of hope on a cloudy day
You are the rhythmic beat that makes my body move in a strange way
You are the sunshine that dries up all the rain
You are the song that I want to hear again and again
You are the dream that when I wake I have a smile on my face
You are the stage for my emotions to showcase
You’re more beautiful than any landscape far or near
You’re more complex than words from William Shakespeare
You are as pure as the white sands on a West Indian beach
You are as ripe as a Georgia peach
You are the mountain's majesty that takes my breath away
You are the gleam in a child's eyes on Christmas day
You are the joy felt on the birth of newborn babies
You are a precious find no ifs, buts, or maybes
You are the heavens above vast and infinite
You are my strawberry covered with chocolate
You are the breath of live and my oxygen
You bring be back from the nether region
You are the spark that lit the fuel to the sun
You are vivacious, alluring, and a sexy vixen
You shine brighter than the stars in the sky
You are truly hotter than hottest day in July
You are the flame that burns evermore
Your love is the rain that I would stand in a downpour
You are the heat that warms my winter nights
You are an angel dancing in candlelight
You are as pure as the spring waters of Jamaica
You are enticing my tantalizing little Geisha
Your sheen shines bring for all to see
You are everything near and dear to me
You are the sweet melody that brings music to my ears
You are a love song that brings me to tears
Your loves is a banquet and I the hungry to be fed
You are the full moon that shines over my head
You are the wind that fills my sails
You are life and all that it entails
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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My Wish
I wish...
I wish not a lot of things.
But lay gently by your side,
my whole heart,
my life,
my light.
I wish...
To put feelings on your lips,
with my kiss,
my breath,
my touch.
And to make this ugly life,
shine bright like a fire's night.
I wish..
I wish not a lot of things,
but some hours of pure love,
a few moments just with you.
I wish..
To melt slowly in your arms,
like cold ice cream on your lips,
like a snow flake on your cheek,
and my hands to touch your hips,
like my feelins in your kiss.
And to feel the kiss,
your beautifull kiss,
like hot steel burning my flesh,
like bright sunlight on the hills,
and like sunset on a beach.
I wish..
I wish not a lot of things,
but mere images of night,
of light in night and night in light,
that come from a dream I had.
poem by Serban Raducu Bogdan
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A Soul Comes Into The World
Where the sun rise,
Where the sea kiss the sky,
Where the dawn showing at horizon,
There a soul comes into the world.
Happily flying to the deep blue sky,
Above clouds, dreams or sun,
Joining seagulls in their flight,
Like a trip towards the stars.
Softly touching dewy grass,
Smelling beautiful flowers and their fragrance,
Hearing leaves rustling in the wind,
Admiring an amazing colors play.
A wonderful world invites you in its greatness,
Join us beautiful soul to our world,
A new body for you is waiting,
Let your freedom and come.
Soul metamorphosed into a life,
A child body innocent and fragile,
Ready to be taken into mother arms,
A magic moment happend, the miracle of life.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Beautiful
Beautiful is the rising sun
that touches the dark world
glowing red hot,
like a coal from the fire
of the gods
Beautiful is the crystal blue sky
that stretches to the horizon,
with its purity and brings serenity
to every living thing.
Beautiful is the yellow moon
that awakens dreams,
of how wondrous
life on this earth
really is.
Beautiful is a wave
crashing over a rocky shore,
that sprays the intensity
and mysteries of nature
on the earth.
Yet all of these things
fade away into insignificance
against the smile on your face
and nothing can describe,
the light and expression
in your golden eyes.
You are far more
than beautiful to me
and no white Lily
or dark red Rose,
will ever hold
the same significance
that you bring to me.
When all is said and done
my life is completely empty
when you’re gone,
but when you are with me
life plays like the sweetest melody
and my greatest gift from life is you.
poem by Gert Strydom
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She Is
Monday, April 7,2008
She’s the minerals that flows from a mountain
She’s the staff of life so I shall drink from your fountain
Now how could I ever ask for more?
She’s the one that I’ve been waiting for
No more going out I need not look no more
My world is now fulfilled my Mon Chéri amour
She’s like a dream come true for I don’t need any other
She’s the one I’ll love forever
She chased my clouds away
She turns the night to day
For all the things she can do
I’m going to spend my life with you
As the world turns all I see is you
I hope you also see me the same way too
From her love I don’t want to be saved
For her love is what I’ve always craved
Your love’s an ocean and I’m a drowning man
No one can save me so please leave me as I am
Please don’t send for me a rescue boat
Her love will always keep me a float
She sets my soul on fire
Her love lifts me higher and higher
She is the wind, the soil, even the very air I respire
She’s princes and queen, the woman of my desire
For her I’ve been waiting to exhale
She puts the wind back in my sail
I think of you every day
I think of you in every way
I think of you upon the hour
I think of you my precious flower
I think of you my mother earth
For no price could value what you’re worth
She is always on my mine
For she’s my rays of sunshine
A priceless find to discover
I will be with you forever
For every dropp of rain that falls
You will hear love’s serenading calls
I think of you and the music we can make
I think of you and a nuptial cake
She’s the sun that greets the day
She’s the warmth that comforts me as I lay
To me she’s a beautiful sight
She’s like the moon that gleams at night
She gives me more every day
And I do hope she feels the same way
For her I would fly on one wing
She can make the angels sing
She gives me strength to carry on
And with me she’s never alone
She brings me joy and peace of mind
She is one of a kind
She’s a Godsend and she’s all mine
I could never leave her behind
She gives me my inspiration
She is the way to my salvation
I look forward to wake and she’s there to great me
When I go to sleep she’s the last thing that I see
She’s my life, my world without end
She’s a mother, a lover, and my best friend
She brings me joy and piece of mind
She’s truly one of a kind
She can make everything right she’s what I believe in
And when things go wrong she’s positively thinking
When she’s not happy the Sun refuses to shine
The stars will not shine until she’s feeling fine
I am she and she is I
She is for she is until the day we die
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Marry Anniversary
This a special day
many have gone
lots more to come
special moments, eventful times
memories of the years that past
from the first we met, I knew
there would not be any like you
to change my world, spark my life
create amazing adventures
survived the bad times
struggles, fights, make ups
seeing your smile and sparkling eyes
still melt me after all these years
this day brings fond memories
of our wedding day
seeing you in that beautiful wedding gown
the same one your mother was married in
seeing you walk in your fathers arms down the aisle
was like living a dream of happiness
what the future had for us
stronger and wiser we are
I wouldn't change anything
to be with you has been amazing and wonderful
spending our adult lives together was a trip
a journey many have failed, but we prevailed
I would do it all again over and over
walking arm in arm till the end of time
there no one as beautiful or as special as you
from deep in my heart and in my soul
Your the one I am forever in love with
in our later years I cherish every moment together
the many kisses, the dances, the tears and the smiles
waking up with you next to me is heaven
Many more years for you and I
Love you more now then the day I said I Do
Marry Anniversary, My dear Love
poem by Michael Peterson
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What brings me joy?
What brings me joy? A cool day in the summer time, the air that flashes across my face,
A gentle kiss that is embraced on my lips, to be held when the lonely feels sets in, Peace with in my heart when there is no one around,
What brings me joy? To know that I am loved and that I could love with no question asked,
To feel your heart press against mines, to taste a good taste that makes my mouth water,
What brings me joy? To be nowhere but feel as if I am on top of the world, To fly high in the sky and never get off the ground, To be overwhelmed with a feeling as if this is my world.
What brings me joy? My life and all that it has to offer.
poem by Kimbaline Navas
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My Mom
My Mom was like a perfect rose at springtime,
Pure and beautiful, and the petals perfectly formed,
And it's fragrance sweet and pleasing to the senses.
For the rose, as my mom, came into this world as a thing of beauty.
As time passed, the winds came into my mother's life,
For as life brings the rose, it also brings the winds.
The wind blows the petals off the rose and it is no longer new
And struggles through the wind to regain its strength and beauty.
Because the rose by God's design is a thing of splendor,
The petals grow back as the winds die down,
As did my mother, for her spirit was strong,
And she lived her life with a love that had no boundaries.
My Mom fought many winds with grace and strength,
Always with a smile and never to bring sadness to anyone,
For she could not bear to see anyone cry,
She was too full of love and life to let the wind touch her spirit.
Mom was my perfect rose; beautiful, warm, loving, and sweet.
She is safe from the winds now and lives in Heaven.
She will live on in my heart always,
And ease the strong wind that weakens me.
Someday the wind will be only a gentle breeze upon my face,
And I will know that she lives on in me forever.
I will know that my Mom is still with me,
Still beautiful and strong and loving.
She is safe now and so much stronger than the winds
The she so courageously endured.
And in that she taught me to believe, have faith, and to know
That I have the strength to endure the winds of my own sorrow.
I love you Mom, you are forever in my heart - you are forever.
poem by Sally DeSmet Trueblood
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Who Created This Beautiful World?
Who created this beautiful world?
What a harmony and perfection!
Who thought this beauty, who brought it out?
Who is he that perfected it?
What matching patterns spawn the wonder?
What concinnous rhythms create this charm?
What is that grand invisible hand
That weaves this beauty with rhythms and patterns
That makes beauty, beauty; a divine music?
What a match of place, time and form
That makes this world a joyous feeling!
Beauty infuses life to the world,
Beauty makes the world to speak and sing,
To awaken soul to the creator’s skills
Who gave his rare gifts in abundance.
What brings those hues to youthful glows,
What brings those shapes to enchanting slopes,
What brings gentleness to graceful love,
What brings those grace to ripening age,
What brings brooding beauty to day-break’s freshness,
What brings that beauty to the width of the sky,
To the height of hills and depth of seas,
To the shapes of clouds, to the moods of men
In liquid ease and endless abundance
That no more the world is what it is made of,
But a celestial charm of unknown depth.
A subtle music in joyous rhythms,
A pregnant pattern in brilliant colours,
In human forms, in nature’s moods,
In fast changing life’s variegated hues,
In tides of sea, in tides of life,
Surface to those inner ears and eyes
That keep itself wide open always;
A living rhythm is at work in womb
In hide and seek of light and shadow,
In fall and rise of hills and vales,
In love and hate, in war and peace;
The twinkles of eyes, the gentle smiles,
The blue of the sky, the warm sunshine,
Each is a rich work of a master craftsman.
Day is beauty, night is beauty;
Youth is beauty, old age is beauty;
Desire is beauty, contentment, beauty;
Heart-break is beauty, fulfilment, beauty;
Perfection is beauty, ugliness, beauty;
All are beautiful deep ’neath bones
Like sunrise and sunset or sunshine or rain,
In the magical hands of the master craftsman.
Is this world his own image,
A reflection of his model perfection
Like the pleasures of pleasure and the pleasures of pain
Make the world a divine charm;
Work and leisure, pain and pleasure,
Penury and wealth, life and death
Hand in hand bring harmony to the world;
Mongoose kills snakes; snake, rats,
In living rhythms of life and death;
Beauty, the world breathes, is beyond cause,
Beyond source, beyond course,
That surfaces itself to the joy of all
On the will of the great divine artist.
A speck of dirt, dark spots on the moon
Have the same charm and perfect rhythms;
Tears of pain and tears of pleasure
Have the same simple grace hidden in them;
Like silk-worms that weave soft sheath around,
He builds the world with his own inner charm,
It be a mole or a mountain;
And this we have,
The wonderous world of perfect beauty;
Beauty within and beauty outside,
Beauty between and beauty a’where,
In gentle flesh and youthful forms,
In fall and rise, in rage and patience,
In nature’s arts and man’s crafts,
In old and new or foul garbage;
For, the creator sits in all of them
And builds a bridge to all hearts and souls.
poem by Praveen Kumar
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The Scenic Garden
As I walk with your hand in mine, I see the most beautiful paradise known to man,
My eyes water at the magnificence of this garden like land,
Everything looks as if it’s a dream beyond the farthest span,
Let’s take a walk through paradise as I hold your hand,
I can see that majestic fountain that sits in the center of the garden of glee,
I observe in awe as I see the water flow gently down the steeps,
And it seems as if this is all made up in a dream,
But the reality is that in this garden of glee is where the angels sleep,
I’ve never seen something so beautiful in my life,
It looks as if the heavens came down to enhance my dream like sight,
The flowers are so scenic of pink, yellow, red and white,
This wonderland is so beautiful the plants blossom in the night,
As I walk with your hand in mine the rain drizzles gently to the ground,
I listen closely and I hear the birds chirping in the most beautiful of sounds,
I’m surrounded by magic in this beautiful garden all around,
Then I turn to you and lay my lips on yours,
I close my eyes in the process and realize it’s even more beautiful than before,
What I’ve realized is that, this magic garden isn’t the most that I adore,
It’s your hand in mine that I’ll hold forever more.
poem by Kurt Kacich
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Beauty Of Love!
Beauty reflects in the behaviour and performance;
Beauty lives in loving care, kind words, gentle act;
Outward love is the index of inner beauty of soul!
Beauty thrives on art, music and poetry forever;
Natural beauty reflects the beauty of God ever;
Beautiful music reflects voice of God beautiful!
Beauty, music and love are where heaven exists
Making life ever enjoyable to live on the Earth with
Colourful Sky, birds and flowers as back ground!
Morning Sunrise with birds singing to wake one
The day begins with beauty and joy to see again
Beautiful happenings of day's work to satisfaction!
Evening Moon-rise preceding Stars in the night Sky
Twinkling as diamond jewels is beauty eternal to peace!
poem by Ramesh T A
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A smile is a thousand words
How can one smile such sweet smiles,
When life brings me nothing but tears,
Smile is a sing of care
I smile when I am sad
I need a smile to glitter my wolrd,
Smile is a magic, brings hearts together
Every smile has a rhyme
A smile is a thousand words
Smile when you see no reason for living
Smile for the good things in life
It makes your moment precious
Smile is the essence of life.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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My Woman
My Woman “A wild ride of the mind Soliloquy”
To see you live in stereo would be like dieing and going to heaven
Only you can make me happy
I am happier now than I ever was
I have seen the light and it shines on me now so I don't have to be alone
I am happy that I have met you, and you are a very beautiful young woman
You must have guys knocking down your door all the time
A woman like you should never be alone
Man was made for woman and so it should be
We are one in the circle of life
To be without you is a waste of time and ones life
I had a vision of an angel on the beach and that vision was you my dear
I am grammatically challenged when it comes to finding words that suite you best
My clumsy fingers are not bad because they can compose things that can move people sometimes but not like you have
They (my hands) can hold you, touch you, and feel things like I have never before
My hands are drummer’s hands in your band of merry minstrels
They are gentle to hold and keep you safe in your darkness hours
In your hands are the tools that make or brake down the world has we know it
My hands are yours to have and to hold
They are meant to hold you in my arms
They are meager extensions of my soul
You make my heart sing a melody not yet heard by mankind
Melodies divine that make the world sing
I would write Meaningful words that captures the spirit of true happiness
With you all things are right
You make the birds sing and the wind blow
You make the sun rise in the morning and when the sun goes down, the morning dew cries only for you
I can only envision your smile that shines so brightly that it blocks out the sun
No one can compete with that
The heavens kneel at your feet
You are queen amongst the heavens
The stars worship you and the moon is your night light
Queen you are and goddess to all men
A simple kiss from you would set my soul free to fly amongst the stars and worship you in a castle on high
You see how easy it would be to write words of feeling to someone as special as you are to the world
Thank God you are a live. He has truly blessed us with your presents
We could ask for no more. When he made you he had me on his mind.
Dream dreams of contentment where to be held by you I would die in your arms.
I could so easily slip away to paradise surrounded by you love
I see your true greatness and blessings emanating from within you my queen.
You could make a blind man see and a deft man hear again
You make this old man wish for younger days
They say that beauty is only skin deep but your beauty flows rights thru you and I can only wish that fragment rubs off on me.
You just being you is the greatest prize of all and any man is extremely lucky could dream of winning
You make all men weak at the knees.
Life is short and the love of a good woman is the only thing worth living for.
I will live forever just because I know you.
Words are a simple mathematical equation that proves one plus one equals me and you
Three plus two is five, an odd number, but man and woman though two still equal one soul
Two is an even number that shows one man and one woman are one in the eyes of God A man and a woman or two individuals but together they are partners that equals one individual; the circle of life and 360 degrees make a full circle
Understanding of the quadratic equations shows that all things equal out
Calculus 101 and advance applied mathematics shows you in perfect symmetry.
I know I am a bit extreme and abstract thinking, but I told you I think too much
I think about too many things at once
I think about a gentle embrace as I slip away into the night with my true love
A love so divine that it could only be heavenly blessed.
As hard as it is to believe, I am what I am. My eyes have been blessed by my princess Can I be a minister of love in your court?
It is a small position I know, and I am not worthy of, but I fine minister I shall be.
Bless you sire and queen of all things. I am your humble servant for life
I would kiss your feet daily and rub them down with warm oil
I will message you where it is sore to bring you back in line with your queenly character
I will worship at your alter of love
I will never stray for to do that would be a fool’s endeavor
I will lay waist to all if you so desired
If by chance you had enemies at your door, I would lay down my life for your escape
Too good I am not, but a mare servant in your court
Whatever it takes to make you happy is my only desire my queen
I am a knight of your round table.
You are worth every sentence that I write
An eternity sentence I would serve to keep you at harms length I would do proudly
I am the captain of your royal guards and sergeant major of your soldiers
Your army awaits your command
Yes I am a silly male but a male that would never fail you.
I can move mountains if you desire
Vanquish any foe; slay the dragon from your keep
I will bring down the giant that would do ill will to you queen-Dom.
If so desired, I would keep a constant eye on your realm of authority and rule by your side as your first prime
A prime minister of your lands you’ve captured
Ruler of all things the sun shines on
Sunset will never touch your sphere of influence O’ sacred great ruler and divine woman
I would even skyjack a plane to be by your side
Fly me away in a metal bird, to foreign shores, to dwell in your arms tonight ever after
I will put to pen these words as your scribe and your man in waiting so you can feast on melodies at your delight
What sweet sadness to hear the utterance of your voice so far a fringed
A life without you would lead to absolute madness, chaos, anarchy, and mayhem upon civilization as we know it.
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Sweet Jamaica
Jamaica, Jamaica! Fly me away so I can feel your sweet embrace once more. How I do long to be in your arms once again to feel your heat up against my body. Fly me away on down to your sweet paradise. I want your lips kissing my cheek, your warm shores wrapped around me, and your sea melting away my pain. I want to stroll along your narrow streets; I want to behold your picture perfect sunsets. I want to lie in your warmth and hold you as I slumber. Make me feel safe and wanted once more.
Jamaica, Jamaica! I said farewell so long ago. I miss you so much now. Sweet is your memory to me. In my solitude I ponder your memory. So long ago and so far away you are to me. I want to smell your sweet perfume in the air. I want to see your gentleness swaying in a mystical caribien wind. Gentle are your curves so womanly and majestically. I want to see the sun rise as we are naked to the world. Your gentle rain beckons me back to the place I feel most at home. Home is where the heart is and my heart eternally is with you.
So long ago you left me and life does not seem the same. Take me home to greener pastures, ferny hills, fertile soil, and your fruits abundant. Plant me in your soil and relieve my pent-up frustrations once again even if it’s only for a brief moment’s pleasure. Let me run my hands aside your sandy shores. Let me play in your fields of exciting delight. Allow me to return to the place of my birth. Let me taste you fruit once more before I lay all my burdens behind me. Fulfill me for the last time as I walk alone in the shadows of my own mortality.
Jamaica, Jamaica! How it saddens me not to be with you any more. My heart screams for you day and night, you possess my dreams, and you are the keeper of my soul. Your curvy roads set my soul afire. The sandy mound you possess I want to climb again. Let me swim in your ocean and recapture my youth. I don’t long to be in yesterday. All I want is to live again. Leave me no more unhappy as I am for you. Lonely is the night of my solitude.
Jamaica, Jamaica! You are like a beautiful woman with your long black hair flowing in a mid-summer breeze. Your earth is your tender brown skin pressed gently against mine. Your eyes reflect your torques spirited seas. Your lips are the hibiscus plant. Your voice is the sweet sounds of the humming bird. Your mouth is the voice of generations past. Your body so perfectly curvaceous that is sets the sun a blaze. You are the soul that makes many loose control of there faculties.
Let me get lost in your arms once more for old time sake. Jamaica it is so true that I love you. What more can I ever hope for. From once I came shall I return to thee. Closer I want to be. Closer and closer to thee shall I ever be. Your perfume wraps in me in your ascents. Fly me away so I can come on down.
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Life Is Just a Dream
Life is just a dream
We dream of beautiful
Things.
Like roses and crystal
Springs.
Life is just a dream
Filled with love and
Heartaches..
Life is just a dream
Of beautiful places
And things..
Life is just a dream
Like the beauty of the
Night,
With stars hanging
Like strings,
Twinkling in the night..
Life is just a dream
With love coming
Atcha like a magnet
To slip away like
As thief in the night.
Life is just a dream
Filled with laughter
And woes.
Life is just a dream
Filled With riches of the
World..
Too tears and regrats.
Life is just a dream
Filled happiness and
Sadness..
Life is just a dream
Like rain on a rainy
Day..
poem by Carolyn Sears
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Flying Without Wings - Westlife
Everybody's looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You'll find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the face of their children
Some find it in their lover's eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find it sharing every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You' ll find it in the words of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You'll find it in the deepest friendship
The kind you cherish all your life
And when you know how much that means
You've found that special thing
You're flying without wings
So impossible as they may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
'Cause who's to know
Which one you let go
Would have made you complete
Well, for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sunrise on your face
To know that I can say I love you
In any given time or place
It's little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you mine
And it's like flying without wings
'Cause you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
And you're the place my life begins
And you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy you bring
I'm flying without wings!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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There is a secret force
Life is a school
that teaches in abundance
and in every thing about us,
there’s a secret force
that guides and upholds.
There’s a great power
that patterns galaxies
throughout immensity
and structures where,
every thing fits into
a master design
and sets the planets,
in a circuit
that brings seasons
and determines time.
From the structure
and life of the atom,
to every living thing,
in beautiful flowers
of every colour and shape,
insects that crawl
and leap and fly,
big and small
birds in the sky,
animals that graze
and hunt and feed
there’s a mysterious force
that sustains it all
with infinite power.
That same power
is working in every human being
and in every body
a design is structured
to regulate and maintain
a complex system
and the energy called life,
but yet man has a choice
to interact with or deny
the ultimate being called God.
[Reference: “To whom then will you compare me, or who is my equal? Says the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high and see: Who created these? He who brings out their host and numbers them, calling them all by name; because he is great in strength, mighty in power, not one is missing. Why do you say, O Jacob, “My way is hidden from the Lord and my right is disregarded by my God? ” Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable.” Isaiah 40: 25-26.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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