For you…
When the feather touch of your fingers
Daub love on my moist cheeks, sitting near me.
My soul always inundate with the nectar you accord.
The lurid radiance you breed in my mind with your love
Immerse me in the timid dreams I own,
The couplet I write to day comprise the moods and sentiments
Of the soft, selfless, sacred love you have for me.
Let it come out as a song, a prelude, an overture
An aria, a rhythm and the symphony may fill the universe,
With the harmony, of its cadence...
The smile, like buds bursting into flowers,
On your bejeweled lips, are always
Spreading, its fragrance, in my imagination.
If perchance we could never meet again in our life.
While pursuing the unknown regions of our survival,
I implore you to keep your tears unshed
In the memory of an unfulfilled, incomplete
Idyllic correlation of our love existed within us.
Through births and rebirths my mind is seeking you
To make you my eternal soul mate,
Among the droplets sustained in that deep blue sky
And in the emerald depths of the roaring ocean,
In the dew sodden radiance of the moonlight,
In the miraculous glee of a blooming bud,
My psyche is rifling through, to reach you.
No one can croon a lullaby to the memories
Of life, which squirms in the spirit.
poem by Kunjubi Varghese
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Forsaking My Love
I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song
How they quiver at her voice
Why should I punish you for inclining my soul
Tempting it with the one sense that has been forsaken by her
How could I look over the thought of the brushing of lips
The touching of hands
The binding of the soul, mind, and body
O you wretched heart
What am I to do with this constant companion
How could I tear you away
When she is the cause of my agony
Or rather
It is the lack of her which brings me sorrow
It is the need for her that leaves my heart in pain
Yet she is not mine
She was never mine
She will never be mine
O my poor heart
How can I make you see reason
When all you do is show me the truth
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poem by Michael Silver
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Afterglows
goodnight
my expectant
love
will sleep
soon
in expectation
and
afterglows
of your thoughts
your mind
will swim
in my soul
sweet lady
I do see
I do know
sometimes
you are
afraid
to feel
and
your spirit
your soul
were meant
to sparkle
and glimmer
in radiance
sweet dreams
sleep in
radiance
warm waves
of peace
eternal
everlasting
as everlasting
as my love
that never dies
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sensuous Lips (THE DEPTH OF MAN)
I kissed the most sensuous lips that I ever saw.
The most sensuous lips and I wanted more.
Her lips so soft, so gentle, so moist.
And the whispering of her voice.
Why is it that you love my lips so?
Is there something that I should know?
I said: when I kiss your lips I feel like
I am floating on air, and it relieves
All my worries and cares.
It puts me into a place I’ve never been before
And I’m wanting more and more.
It’s like taking a trip to the heavens above
And it shows me all your love.
Like a baby in the warmth of the mothers stomach
Safe and never rejected- but always protected.
How can a woman s lips put a mans soul on fire
And fill his heart with a burning desire?
How can her lips make you feel that you
Could move heaven and earth?
How can she show you what life is worth?
Her lips so gentle, so soft, so moist
So refreshing, so everlasting!
The taste of her lips like the taste of
The most desirable nectar on this earth
Filling my body and soul
Making me complete- making me whole.
Why do I love your lips so?
This is why!
And now you know.
poem by Louis Rams
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The Learning Curve
I reach with my eyes
The light curve and the variations in light intensity
From eclipsing binary stars.
The time becomes a phase
I touch with my soul
The curve of love between me and you
Ephemerally being, I still believe in eternal.
I carry the new life.
The curve of love, like a painful river
Between death and life
I can swim in its water of faith and piety
To reach the understanding.
We are getting old
And all we can do
Is to deep-freeze our memories.
We learn to love.
Catholic and Orthodox,
Pentecostals and Baptists,
We learn that only love can change our souls,
We learn to become eternal.
I reach the curve of rainbow with my eyes,
When the water droplets after the rain
Sent out colors at different angles.
The water droplets are prisms, my eyes are prisms.
I understand why God made a promise
To the people
That 'never again shall there be a flood to destroy the earth.'
Making the rainbow the sign of His covenant.
And we ought to do the same thing-to make promises to God.
Between the light curve decomposed into rainbow colors
And the mobile marine blue curve of the horizon,
God's tears
Falls to earth for our life.
I let the soul to soar to the High
And I remove the sin blocks that keep me stuck.
I understand the primordial sin.
I know that we are descendents
Of Adam and Eve,
But we are also
God's sons and daughters.
I understand the learning curve.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Hearts Soul Embrace
those immortal words sung
so clear absolutely beautifully
with such soul such harmony
in mind play phantom melody
“unforgettable in every way”
matchless in heart until this day
dreams extend into “I love you”
my heart soars symphony for two
I hear love this theme concept
extending into fairness perfect
unequaled grace moments meet
soft romance heavenly dreamlit
therefore falling in love unstoppable
life mind merge dances impossible
such love force is perfectly justified
hearts soul embrace cannot be denied
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Because, music is my eternal life.......
When there is a song about love
then the music does become a soul of my heart
When I hug the melody of music
then I feel the spirit of words, traveling with me
When the voice of music passes in the air
then my ears are listening to its harmony
When I close my eyes and feel the rhythm of its music
then I dream an angel of its music goes around me
Melody is my love and the eternal music is my life
The music has its own story that plays with amazing emotions
and I can hear its beautiful song with touching rhythms
Let it be symphony, classic, jazz or hard rock
but everyone loves music which has only one language
in this universe that has known as Sound of Music.
Anyone who has no interest themselves in music
is nothing but dead bodies on the ground.
Because music is my eternal life.
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Can't take anymore
Sitting here trying to wipe away these tears......
Dragging me through all this pain...
How can I forgive you over and over again?
Simple life is what I had in mind..... You would love me, I would love you..
I had no idea, what I was getting into........
I have no soul, I given everything to you..........
Just want to live my life with someone who is right, not putting me through all of his foolish pride. I just want someone right, who will love me every night. Someone to love me, no matter who is wrong or right........
Sitting here trying to wipe away these tears......
Dragging me through all this pain...
How can I forgive you over and over again?
Simple life is what I had in mind..... You would love me, I would love you..
I had no idea, what I was getting into........
I have no soul, I given everything to you..........
Just when I think things are right, You come a push me aside. Making me wonder, if I am alive? Have I lost all of my soul? Do I really need you to make me whole?
I living my life and forgetting about me...............
Sitting here trying to wipe away these tears......
Dragging me through all this pain...
How can I forgive you over and over again?
Simple life is what I had in mind..... You would love me, I would love you..
I had no idea, what I was getting into........
I have no soul, I given everything to you..........
poem by Sita Cabrera
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Caroline
Oh what can I tell you now, caroline
Should I hurt your feelings or keep on lyin?
One thing leads to another and another
And another and another besides
You always know whenever I wanna make love
And you always know all the changes Im going through
Just as if you can read my mind
Caroline, you know everything I do
There just aint no words to describe
How I feel inside for you.
Yet somewhere out there
Waitin on a wonder
Youll lend wings to my words
Somewhere when the band is gone
And the music of my song
Is just right for lovers.
Youre what I want more than anything else
I love you - yes I do - but I know when Im all by myself
Nothin is real but my feelings and desires for you
And everything looks like some sort of scenery
Stored in an empty theatre
With stars on the ground - fences in the sky
And tears in the curtain of time
Oh what can I tell you, my caroline.
Except yet somewhere out there
Waitin on a wonder
Youll lend wings to my words
Somewhere when the band is gone
And the music of my song
Is just right for lovers.
Caroline, your lovin keeps me rollin
Rollin all the time, rollin all the time
Baby - somewhere out there
You really roll me
Roll me away
Baby - somewhere out there
You roll me, roll me away.
And when the melody makes me surrender
Dark eyed girl, I always remember
That you love me somewhere out there
You really love me in time to the music
How you love me wildly in my heart
Girl, you love me
You roll me away.
You always fill my heart with wonder
You always fill my soul with love
You always fill my lips with kisses
You always fill my eyes with tears.
Its like a wind from the other side of the world
Like a far off pack of hounds
Sounds like a whole universe - throbbin with life
I get so hypnotized in the lights
Just like the gaze of a mantis
Why even atlantis sank beneath
The waves in a day and a night
Oh, in a day and a night I could write
You a symphony
It would be just like a bird
And carry my love over the mountains.
Cause somewhere out there
Waitin on a wonder
Youll lend wings to my words
Somewhere when the band is gone
And the music of my song
Is just right for lovers.
You always fill my heart with wonder
You always fill my soul with love
You always fill my lips with kisses
You always fill my eyes with tears.
Cry caroline.
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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The Latest Word From You
oh yes, i agree,
when one gets too much love
when one gives more than too much of that love,
one gets crazy
one gets to do all the crazy things
splitting hairs
spreading legs
open arms
narrow mind
blind eyes
traveling fingers
wet lips
silent teeth
trembling heart
ballet of emotions
unbalanced arms
body no longer in
symphony with
the soul
a trip
you trip and fall and
then what?
tears and tears
and sobs and gritting tooth
after so much glory
comes the death
and then wait
comes along what we need most
the redemption
of what died
the moving on
of what wants to cease and stop
and annihilate
buds and flowers again
silent summer
soothing breeze
whispering winds
to love again
without looking at the eyes of regrets
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Idea Of Love
Love is pure and sacred
Love is truth and everything good
Love is selfless and undemanding; giving and not expecting in return
It was love that gave India freedom
So love is Gandhi
Love gives us strength
Love makes us fearless
Love awakens the soul
Love enlightens the mind
Love gives us wisdom
Love is Mahaveer, Buddha, Christ & Allah
To love is to nurture
To love is to cherish
To love is to care &
To love is to heal
Love is Service
Love is Sacrifice
Love is life
And this life is Mother Teresa
poem by Tulika Jain
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Rosary of love
Write my name in your heart with ink of love
Make your mind a mosque when my life turns tough
Keep my videos in your brain's hard disk
Telephone my mind when you are at risk
Keep my song bird in your home's backyard
Make my watchful eyes your bodyguard
Keep my sweet dreams in your beautiful eyes
Glorify with your smile my fruitful tries
Live in the world of my warm friendship
Keep in mind babe my love is soul-deep
Make your rosary of love with my names
Put out with your kiss my desire's flames
poem by Asif Andalib
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Rythm of Life...
Like a wave born in a sea of imperfection,
We build steadily to reach a great crest.
To shatter upon the rocky shore of eternity,
Only to be swept back into life's turquiose expanse.
Forever reborn with each breath of the ocean.
Seeking to achieve a magnificent crescendo,
Receeding and gathering strength.
Bursting forth again to renew life's vigour,
Like a seed in the infancy of life.
Generously endowed with untold potential,
We gather strength from those around us.
Their love and care encircling us,
Only through love and peace may we blossom.
And with the freshness of life we shall sparkle,
Glowing in the radiance of such powerful emotions.
Our rythm of life shall beat eternal...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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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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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A Lover's Call XXVII
Where are you, my beloved? Are you in that little
Paradise, watering the flowers who look upon you
As infants look upon the breast of their mothers?
Or are you in your chamber where the shrine of
Virtue has been placed in your honor, and upon
Which you offer my heart and soul as sacrifice?
Or amongst the books, seeking human knowledge,
While you are replete with heavenly wisdom?
Oh companion of my soul, where are you? Are you
Praying in the temple? Or calling Nature in the
Field, haven of your dreams?
Are you in the huts of the poor, consoling the
Broken-hearted with the sweetness of your soul, and
Filling their hands with your bounty?
You are God's spirit everywhere;
You are stronger than the ages.
Do you have memory of the day we met, when the halo of
You spirit surrounded us, and the Angels of Love
Floated about, singing the praise of the soul's deed?
Do you recollect our sitting in the shade of the
Branches, sheltering ourselves from Humanity, as the ribs
Protect the divine secret of the heart from injury?
Remember you the trails and forest we walked, with hands
Joined, and our heads leaning against each other, as if
We were hiding ourselves within ourselves?
Recall you the hour I bade you farewell,
And the Maritime kiss you placed on my lips?
That kiss taught me that joining of lips in Love
Reveals heavenly secrets which the tongue cannot utter!
That kiss was introduction to a great sigh,
Like the Almighty's breath that turned earth into man.
That sigh led my way into the spiritual world,
Announcing the glory of my soul; and there
It shall perpetuate until again we meet.
I remember when you kissed me and kissed me,
With tears coursing your cheeks, and you said,
"Earthly bodies must often separate for earthly purpose,
And must live apart impelled by worldly intent.
"But the spirit remains joined safely in the hands of
Love, until death arrives and takes joined souls to God.
"Go, my beloved; Love has chosen you her delegate;
Over her, for she is Beauty who offers to her follower
The cup of the sweetness of life.
As for my own empty arms, your love shall remain my
Comforting groom; you memory, my Eternal wedding."
Where are you now, my other self? Are you awake in
The silence of the night? Let the clean breeze convey
To you my heart's every beat and affection.
Are you fondling my face in your memory? That image
Is no longer my own, for Sorrow has dropped his
Shadow on my happy countenance of the past.
Sobs have withered my eyes which reflected your beauty
And dried my lips which you sweetened with kisses.
Where are you, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping
From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need?
Do you know the greatness of my patience?
Is there any spirit in the air capable of conveying
To you the breath of this dying youth? Is there any
Secret communication between angels that will carry to
You my complaint?
Where are you, my beautiful star? The obscurity of life
Has cast me upon its bosom; sorrow has conquered me.
Sail your smile into the air; it will reach and enliven me!
Breathe your fragrance into the air; it will sustain me!
Where are you, me beloved?
Oh, how great is Love!
And how little am I!
poem by Khalil Gibran
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You and I, Only in dreams
You and I sail our boats across the sea
As the wind whistled in their soft symphony
Just like love songs that I heard in my dreams
And swaying our body to the tune of wave
You squeeze me tighter closer to you, then
I see your eyes glistened like water from a blue.
Then I remember our first embrace
The smile flickers on a salty water of glee
On where we’re watching the sea birds fly.
And gaze the gloaming day at the shingle.
Those sweet memories reflect on my mind
Painted in my heart, etched in my soul
Even if, it was only seen in my dreams
Like building a castle that made of sand.
As a stroke of wave, our love will vanish along.
Is it a dream of mine that end?
Like missing you in the midst of the shore
Where my heart was left in the tide of solitude
You and I travel on the wings of love
Fly as the bird higher than high
Until we drowned in the ocean of love
Until we found the pearl of affection
That captivates each other senses
That more than our heart could ever say
But then, this love is just an illusion
That you and I is only in dreams
That can be forgotten until the morning dawn
That can be buried in the shadow of water dance.
You, and I, only in my dreams
That can be blown by winds from shore
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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A Poem On Love
allurement
dreams,
breaks like a glass.
even relationships breaks
but love......
how can it break so easily.!
love builts on hopes,
of a new tomorrow.
always ready to jump
into the ocean
of deep bliss.
love.....always vigilant
of its own status
in the altar of marriage.
it is like the melting
of the candle,
bit by bit,
in the heat of love.
it is the fire of obalation,
in marriage,
which, burns the ego
to generate love
and compassion.
love gives itself
in the firey words
of the mantras,
which binds soul to soul!
love.....
slowly turns,
into a song of tolerance,
faith and forgiveness.
it becomes a strange fragrance
of the sacred song of the lovers.
only gods blessings,
keeps the love alive!
poem by Ritty Patnaik
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Solitude Of The Waves
SOLITUDE OF THE WAVES
Melvin Banggollay
As the tide of the ocean rises high
to kiss the lovely breast of the shore,
flocks of birds keeps on flying high
over the blue ocean's widest floor,
the winter breeze shares its delight
of coldness I can't long endure
while i'm in solitude of solemn sigh
reflecting deeply if I can still endure
memories written with every tides
of a love once build upon this shore.
The shore was filled with serenity
as the moonlight radiance glow,
When I heard her whisper softly
in my ears promises I never knew
have only faithless spirit and beauty
of a love and romance she bestow
that filled my heart with so much glee
that even the waves dances with joy
with the happiness that bewildered me
on that one lucky night upon this shore.
but now as I walk alone this beach
The waves seems come to me to fade
with lonely smile as they try to reach
and take back the footprints I laid
upon the shore once been the seat
of a love now only in memory be made
as teardrops in my eyes start to heat
and melt down again for a decade
of pain and agony as memory unseat
and keep on coming back like waves.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Her...
I can never get my mind off her,
I wonder if she'd mind if i'd,
make her my own,
and never let her go,
hug her tight,
treat her right,
act all polite,
take her on a date,
make sure i'm never late,
kiss her on her lips,
talk about our kids,
Make her feel like princess,
living in a castle,
hope that is not too much hassle,
But i am so blessed,
hope i can be the best,
hold you tight,
have your BR3A$t,
on my chest,
pass the test,
NOW YOUR MINE!
sorry for word spamming: (
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poem by Jordan Moore
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Miracle Man!
Miracle Man!
Since the time
You’ve come into my life
The wonders of the world
Are all happening to me!
I feel wonderful
In your blessed
Camaraderie!
You are God’s Blessing
To me…for me…on me.
I love you, Miracle Man!
I love the way you fill my life
With wondrous surprises!
You are the breeze ~
Whispering into my ears
Like a long summer song,
The sweetness of which
Is the succulent nectar in you.
You are the winter sun :)
Embracing me like a halo
In moments of darkness.
You are the light, you are the path
I wish to follow…for it leads me
To the end of my life’s longing
For a soul-mate.
Yes, Miracle Man!
You are my soul’s mate.
My soul has found its
Friend in you forever.
And it tells you
How very much
I am in love with you.
Truly! Madly! Deeply!
Abundantly! Boundlessly!
Like the heavenly showers
Of the gargantuan cosmos,
A galaxy of love I feel for you.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Summer Lovers
Clasp the blue sky and sea so free
These sweet angels smile for all
She is immortal myth and soft dreams
Romance is the garden before the fall
Forests blossom with deep green pride
The rain has made the rivers swell
Moonlight shines on her face and eyes
Love is water from the deepest well
Isn't passion made for the heart?
Spring becomes summers bloom
Love cannot begin without a start
Hear the robin and cardinals tune
Deep streams of mystic water flow
Sacred ground, promises are made
Dappled sunlight, lily pads grow
Timeless poems never wilt or fade
Touched by immortal roses of red
Kisses like honey from a tree of love
Silky stars serenade a heavenly bed
Song birds bring a song from above
Lovers are wild flowers on a magic night
Waves glisten with moonlight glow
Morning dances with joy and delight
Summer lovers reach each others soul
What would life be without summer lovers?
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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