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Let Me Tell You 'bout The Birds & Bees!

Your bum
stuck up in the air

beautiful
as any flower

me, a bee
eager to make honey

polinating our desire.

Outside the window
a bird sings

with such
...passion.

We shattered
in our ecstasy

washed up on the shore
of each other

now no longer
bee & flower

only human

love
our greatest metaphor.

poem by Dónall Dempsey
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Flower and Bird

Amongst the lonely branches of a tree,
Stood a lovely flower fragrant and free,
She was the sight of every passer-by,
'What a beautiful flower! ' people would cry.
The flower in the prime of its youth,
Couldn’t identify life and its real truth,
Proud by its fragrance and beauty it stood,
And thought that beauty was what made it good,
Impressed by its beauty a little bird would sing,
The tale of its love and the whole valley would ring,
Perched on the branch of the great oak tree,
The bird sings its love for the flower to see,
People would stop and look at this tale,
Of the beautiful lady and the gallant male.
And one day the bird let its heart out,
And the beautiful flower refused with pout,
The bird wanting its beloved’s heart,
Asked her, 'What do I do so that we don’t part? '
And the proud flower told the lonely bird,
'There is a flower down the valley, have you heard?
Its brilliant red, is said is more beautiful than me,
So dear bird, make me red, as red as I can be! '
The bird said, 'But your beauty is no match,
So beautiful are you that my heart, you did catch! '
The flower in its pride and anger,
Told the bird 'Oh! Don’t bother',
The sadness in its eyes, the bird couldn’t see,
And said, 'I gift the colour red to thee! '
Saying this he pierced his heart on a thorn,
And spilt the blood on her till he was torn,
And the flower indeed did become red,
With the love of the little bird’s blood,
People would stare at the beautiful flower,
And amongst the branches it would hover,
The people passing soon forgot the song of the bird,
But the silent lament of the flower was never heard,
The flower never forgot the love of its bird,
But the melody of the poor bird was never heard!

poem by Supriya Mothay
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Gibberish

Many a flower have I seen blossom,
Many a bird for me will sing.
Never heard I so sweet a singer,
Never saw I so fair a thing.

She is a bird, a bird that blossoms,
She is a flower, a flower that sings;
And I a flower when I behold her,
And when I hear her, I have wings.

poem by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
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Beautiful Flower

The most beautiful flower
filling my senses with passion
overflowing my being with plenty
pulling away my pain
filling my emptiness with cool water
joining my soul without reason
I can feel the sweet taste of love embracing my heart
to touch this most beautiful flower
filling my senses with warmth
pulling the harsh cold snow from my heart
overflowing my eyes with sunbeams of hope
between my mind and my dreams...
I caress this flower, this most beautiful flower
filling my thoughts with daydreams of reality
opening my eyes to the greatest truth
this most beautiful flower.

poem by John Earing
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Where the passion flower grows

Lay down on your pillow
and turn the lights down low
let me take you to the garden
where the passion flower grows

Close your eyes and enter dreams
as love's emotion sets the scene
and flitters through the garden
where the passion flower grows

Touch the tender petals
of the flower as she grows
a tentative endeavour
as your feelings overflow

Let me draw you to the place
where ecstasy can be embraced
the beauty of the garden
where the passion flower grows

Feel your mind exploding
in the heavy scented air
experience the shiver
as your captured unaware

A little touch of heaven
where imagination flows
the valley in the garden
where the passion flower grows.

poem by Charles M. Moore
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Flower - Flower Love

flower - flower love

flower - flower love
I come with flower and love
into your life that's full of hope

flower - flower love
I bring you flower and love
as a truth of my heart that never drop

I am a butterfly for you
with blackish orange in colours on me
I will never fly away from you
and never stop watching over you

for
flower - flower love
you are my flower
and you are my love

poem by Juahta Sitepu
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A Beautiful Flower

I have a flower, Yes I have picked a beautiful flower,
One with greatest strength like a tree with mightiness and power,

Power of faith beyond any measure,
Yet precious and few like a beautiful treasure.

How precious its love it shares,
How very precious sweet and rare.

Easily lost as colors are tossed on the tides,
For those who tend to set it aside.

Beauty beyond their eye’s is what I have gained as a prize,
And keeping it, is what makes my heart so wise.

It may seem like neglect on their part,
But neglect has not been the wish of their heart.

Why so often many are in a rush,
The beauty of this flower is often a hush.

I praise my flower for its humbleness,
Staying that way always brings forth its beautifulness.

Yes my flower that I have I would gladly share,
To those who appreciate my gift that is rare.

This flower is a gift and I will tell you why,
Because its known for its beauty that will never die.

For if my flower and me ever depart,
The beauty of it will always be found in my heart.

Yes I have a flower, a beautiful flower to name,
It would have to be beautiful,
it would have to meet its beauty inside and out the same.

For that isn’t hard to do, Why you don’t even need a clue,
For I could have never have picked a better you,

My Dear Friend (put name here)….. Its true.
A name, that’s beautiful as you.

poem by Esther Ayala
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A Beautiful Flower Blooming

A withered flower blooming again
breeze shook the flower
the sun is shining on flower
rain water to wash the dust-filled flower
abort storm petals
storm that renders the flower petals
polling beetle sucking painful

flower that bloom so bright today
beauty exudes an aura of coolness of the beholder
spread the fragrance that invites a bee to touch
although many other flowers around it
bees sucking the flower first
choose to suck and touch the flower
lately the flower
always bloom radiate beauty
a bee was not able to get away from the flower
a bee sucking the beautiful bloomington
always produce the honey taste good
really beautiful relationship between the flower and bee
both are very compatible and complement each other

poem by meti Rahmawati
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Sad Flower

I was walking through a flower garden
and this beautiful flower laid over looking so sad.
It drew me closer i just had to know why?
As bent over and put the flower in my hand
my eyes got rushed with this intense light!
Then i could see with pure delight
what made the flower so sad.
A lady name rush was there before me
and held the flower in her hand
and give a kiss and told the flower i love
you.
Then she was gone
with a mighty rush of wind
for the beautiful flower has been dethrone

poem by Randy Hogan
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I Wish I Were a Flower

Oh I wish I were a flower
A most beautiful flower
This is my dream
With the gentle breeze
In the springtime I will
Hop out of my earthen bed

Listen to the sweet
Chirping of the blue jays
Singing me love songs
Standing tall waiting
For kisses from Heaven
To rain down on me

When you come by
I will smile
Knowing someday-
I will brighten your home
With the sun
Stored in my petals

Later with the warmth
Of the golden sunshine
I will open my petals wide
Waiting for my love-
The honey bee
To come and savour me

For how much blessed
Could I ever be than
To be a beautiful flower
A most beautiful flower
For your enjoyment
For your pleasure

poem by Rachel Nichols
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Flowers

She is like a flower.

I like every type of flower that populates on this earth.

But one is beautiful like yellow acacias that grows from a seed into birth.

I want to plant seeds to make a garden of a family with her.

She is a flower that is sweet as honeysuckle

We are on top of a moonflower like beatiful lovers.

She lights up my day like a sunflower.

She is nothing like spring beauty and lives life by every hour.

Her love is good like red roses she never wanted me for the money.

Her beauty is like pink lotuses because she is the bomb.

And the hatred by other girls is who she exposes.

She blooms up into my life and I wouldn't mind making her my wife.

Im like a bumble bee all I need is her love like honey.

Like Winnie pooh a honey addict and yes I'm addicted to her love.

I'm her sunlight I keep her shining bright.

She is every flower

I love day and night.

poem by Anteaus Berryhill
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Come Back As A Flower

The starngest thought came to me on this morning
As I awake to greet the coming dawn
The sun was hardly peaking through the garden
It felt that with everything I was one
Then I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
As a flower
How I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
To spread the sweetness of love
To spread the sweetness of love
The dew had finished making love to many
A rainbow smelling sweet was in the air
I envied all the silence I saw growing
So unmoved by things outside themselves
Then how I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
As a flower
How I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
To spread the sweetness of love
How I wished that I could come back as a flower
Oh as a flower
As a flower
How I wished that I could come back as a flower
As a flower
As a flower
To spread the sweetness of love
To spread the sweetness of love
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Wished that I could come back as a flower
Flower
Flower
Wished that I could come back as a flower
Flower
Sweetness of love
How I come back as a flower
Flower
Flower
How I come back as a flower
Flower
Sweetness of love
Sweetness of love

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Little Flower's Will

You said you wanna save me, Honey..
Like a bird its with small wings
Protects its little flower
From the hard sunray
And the drenching rain

Sometimes,
Your wings might enfeeble, My Love..
But it doesn't matter
You, for always, wanna protect your flower
Protect your precious love

One thing,
I just want you to understand, Honey..
This little flower also wanna save you
Though I just have a little strength in me
I'll try to..

poem by Little Red Apple
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Miracle

Sweet honey bees
caress each flower.
Bring to them
your attentive power.

Each beautiful flower
accept the honey bee.
as it buzzes in springtime's
gift to thee.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Nectar Sweet

My humming bird heart
beats for you
faster still with you in sight;
but you my flower
elude me.

I flutter
mid-air in flight
above other flowers
but no nectar drips from my beak's visit;
no matter how far I plunge
toward some flower's-center
it's not yours, and I retreat.

I pause,
flutter away
without that sweet juice of yours
I crave.
Possessing it is my Obsessions' Obsession.

Nothing deters my eye
from my flower-mission;
neither cat
nor rival bird
challenge me
when they espy my determined ire,
as I put my sharpened beak on display,
exhibiting to them my humming bird speed
and my reckless need.

No, they shrink
away
with second thoughts
and leave me to my nectar quest.

Some flowers are beautiful,
but none so beautiful as yours;
this is set in me for all time-
even if I,
nectarless,
become weak and falter-
no longer able to fly
and plunge spiraling to the ground;

I will have you my sweet
or no nectar at all.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Lanii (little flower)

little flower

ur petals grow brighter

u shy from the worst

and protected by the best

little flower

dont worry

he'll never disapear

he'll protect u

little flower

hes ur light

hes the sun that shines

u r his to love

but listen little flower

if he goes away

if he shines no more

i hunt him down

little flower

u r sweet

u can love

ur not weak

but little flower

ill kick his ass

ill make him bleed the light

hes ur protector little flower

hes bound to u

he can never leave

poem by Tionna Estrada
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Love and Fragrance

The fragrance of a flower
Like the fragrance of a woman
Is a declaration of fertility
The poetry of seduction

When you hold a flower
When you touch your lover
Traces of the fragrance stay with you
They're ingrained in your skin

Much like the single red rose
Standing alone, erect
Aflame with desire
My passion is only for you

And like a delicate flower
Our love is fueled by a fragrance
A fragrance that is uniquely yours
A scent that demands my attention

But in the end
Without love
Without passion
There would be no fragrance

~Rick Berry

poem by Rick Berry
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This Flower

This flower is a gift...given to all...
Some loose it...
Some have it stolen...
And some give it away...
This flower cannot be replaced...
For once it's gone...it's gone...
Another cannot be grown...
When others do not have their flower anymore...
Some of them laugh because you still have this flower...
But havin' this flower still shouldn't make you feel akward...
Bein' able to hold on to this flower for so long should bring you joy...
Havin' this flower after many others have lost theirs...
Should make you feel special at heart...
You shouldn't be ashamed that you still have this flower...
Hold this flower close and be proud...
This flower can bring Happiness, tears, regret, and even Life...
If you still hold this flower...
Hold strong...
You are not the only one...
For I still hold this lovely flower...

poem by Jennifer Carmical
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Flower waste

In zoo...
Monkey smile
The rose flower...
Kiss the flower...
Play the flower...
Flower was cry to ask
' o...monkey what
are you doing...? '

Monkey say for flower
' i love you flower...
your soft...
your nice...
your smooth...
very impress for me...
so... i love you....'

Flower say fore monkey
' No.. no... nasty monkey
i did not love you...'
Monkey very angry
So...
Bite the finger
For flower through away...
And lough...
Flower is wastage
For sample...!

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Nobody likes

Nobody likes

A plant

Without flower buds

A flower bud that does not

Bloom in to a flower

A flower

That is not beautiful

Nobody remembers

A flower

That does not have

An aromatic smell

A person

Who does not have a

Charming behavior

Whose deeds do not?

Spread

Aroma in the world

25-02-2012

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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The Song One Sings In Old Age

The song one sings in old age
Is a quieter song-
It has more sadness in it,
And more remembrance.

It knows the greatest lyric of love
Will never be in it again.
The Ecstasy of he greatest passion is beyond it-

The song one sings in old age
Has a kind of Tenderness and Kindness in it
It loves nothing more than small and gentle dreams;
And grandchildren.

It goes along consoled
At hearing itself
And yet somehow different and lost-

For the song of old age
Has heard many songs
Which will be sung no more-

And in listening feels
It soon will be singing
Its last and saddest song.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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