My Love Is Not Perfect
My love is not perfect.
It does not flawlessly sail the seven seas
It clears no mount in single bound
No epic stuff this
My love is not perfect.
Threats may not be seen
Predators may be invited unwittingly
My love is not perfect.
It is often blind to dangerous flaws
It can be the staircase of a catastrophic fall
My love is not perfect.
It can hurt unknowingly
And injure me fatally
Yet this imperfect love
Brings forth my best 'me'
Without this love
I could not be.
This imperfect love is strength
For imperfect me.
8/9/2009
poem by Claude H Oliver II
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Imperfectly
Can I help it if Im not neat
If there were creeps before you
How can I help you if I am weak?
If I dont know how to help me
But I love you, I love you
Imperfect, imperfect, imperfectly
I love you imperfect, imperfect, imperfectly
Can I help it if Im high strung
If I was born with a sharp tongue
Will you marry me if I stay sweet?
If I am the one with the cold feet
I love you, I love you
Imperfect, imperfect, imperfectly
I love you imperfect, imperfect imperfectly
I love you imperfect, imperfect, imperfectly
Imperfectly, imperfectly, imperfectly, imperfectly
Imperfectly, imperfectly, imperfectly
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Ramdas Choi Chang Poems 2
Isn't it perfect to think everyone is perfect,
Everyone is perfectly fit
to their own place!
The Great Engineer know which spare can fit,
How to fit
where to fit,
that perfect Engineer perfectly fits everything to His own purpose!
Poem2
Whoever we meet, may not be perfect,
Who ever is perfect,
We may never meet,
Life is that strange thing,
Only imperfect can fit into it,
Whether may it be one or any one around!
Poem3
A flower that looks perfect,
Insects surround it and spoil it,
Below that the frogs wait,
And snake can safely find its food there,
Even the eagle has an eye on perfect flower,
Where it can get some thing to eat!
So, is the story of perfected saint,
Some come to him for their own purpose,
Some start service and service turns to business,
And a saint can be food for thought,
Or he may be source or inspiration to worldly man's business!
Poem4
Men wants to praise,
Woman wants to be praised,
so many write on love,
But no one yet met one's perfect love,
As perfect love is that warmth,
All are dolls made of ice,
And can only melt and flow into lap of love!
Poem5
Nothing is perfect,
No one is perfect,
Everyone can be perfect,
until one continues with a perfect thought that he himself only is imperfect,
As perfection is aim and only aim of all!
Poem6
Infinite particles infinite space,
Infinite time,
and infinite
Thoughts,
I can't find the infinite any where than in me,
When that ant climb on my legs,
Ant came to may ears and said, 'on the tip of my legs infinite bacteria lies '
Bacteria about virus and so on..
I learnt that every thing is relativistic,
Even me and my death are close relatives!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Perfect Love
Theres a light that shines on
Everyone tonight
But it seems were just too blind to see
Theres a love thats so deep
We should never want
But do we really know what we need?
I never thought there would be
Someone whod mean so much to me
In my mind there was no
Such thing as perfect love
But now Im holding you tonight
And I can see that you were right
To believe there can be perfect love
You can live your whole life trying to avoid
Being hurt, like youve been hurt before
Then oneday you may wake up
And feel a love so strong
That you cant hold it back anymore
I never thought that there could be
Someone whod mean so much to me
In my mind there was no
Such thing as perfect love
But now Im holding you so tonight
And I can see that you were right
To believe there could be perfect love
Ever since you called my name
Nothings ever been the same
I want to give my heart to you
And your perfect love so true
Oh your perfect love
But now youre here with me tonight
And I can see that you were right
To believe there can be perfect love
song performed by by Paul Carrack
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Perfect Love
(stephony smith/sunny russ)
Sunday mornin when the paper comes
Lets read it front to back and see whats going on
Drink our coffee by the flower bed and talk about the stuff
Thats running through our heads
When you look at me the way you do
I cant help but look right back at you
Yeah, this is a perfect love
Were doin nothin but what a perfect love does
Were not tryin to make history
Its just you and me
In a perfect love
Hey, lets drive to the edge of town
See what there is to see and turn back around
Stop by and see your mom and dad
And hear em talk about the busy week they had
Then lets take a walk beside the lake
See what kinda fun we can make
Yeah, this is a perfect love
Were doin nothin but what a perfect love does
Were not tryin to make history
Its just you and me
In a perfect love
Oh, aint it a perfect love
I know you love me just because
Yeah, this is a perfect love
Were doin nothin but what a perfect love does
Were not tryin to make history
Its just you and me
In a perfect love
This is a perfect love
In a perfect love
Yeah, we got a perfect love
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Perfect Part 2
I don’t need perfect cloth
I don’t need perfect hair
What I need is a confidence
I don’t need perfect score
I don’t need perfect job
What I need is a support
I don’t need perfect word
I don’t need perfect dream
What I need is a chance
I don’t need perfect agreement
I don’t need perfect control
What I need is a solution
I don’t need perfect holiday
I don’t need perfect memories
What I need is a peace of mind
I don’t need perfect home
I don’t need perfect family
What I need is a comfort
I don’t need perfect love
I don’t need perfect life
What I need is an understanding
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Perfection
Your cold and poor-spirited love
Was like running water upon my hands...
I did for your love, all that I could....
As an imperfect man that I am...
I offered you just possible things...
Warmth when you were cold,
And consolation when you felt hopeless...
You search for perfection
Which you will never find...
Perfect is the rain that falls
In the spring time...
Perfect are the flowers that grow
in a real garden of love....
Perfect is the smile in a child
Who plays with toys...
Perfection is a man
Who had it all
And now is getting tired and old...
Perfection are the memories
In your heart and mind...
Perfection is something
You shall never find
On me or any other man
Since perfection is just
In your dreams and imagination...
Now perfection becomes
Just like a story untold....
How sad it is
That my love you can no longer have
Neither my hands again hold...
o! Woman, wish you good luck
In your new try...
COPY WRITE©2009
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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The perfect lacks love.
Drugs make the unhealthy, healthy.
The healthy one needs no more drugs.
Love makes the imperfect, perfect.
The perfect one needs no more love?
31.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Brian II
The light that shows us our sins is the light that heals us,
But i am on the mountain of love searching for you!
So innovate your love towards me and let me show you the way.
Change is not merely necessary to life but it is life itslef!
And we came into this love not finding a perfect person but,
By learning to see an imperfect person becoming perfect! !
Love is kind and patient,
But knowledge is the frontier of tomorrow!
And friendship grows uo from paying attention to others,
But true-love will cover the multitude of our sins! !
And i will always seek for you my sweet Brian
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Who Hurts Whom?
Hurt, is that lesson of life,
Perfect pool of Imperfects,
A kid may get hurt
Or may hurt its parents too
its parents may hurt
Or may hurt their kid too,
A brother may get hurt,
or he may hurt brothers and sisters too,
Sister gets hurt
Or she may hurt her brothers and sisters too,
Mother gets hurt or she my may hurt father too.
Father may get hurt Or may hurt mother too,
A friend gets hurt
Or may hurt his friend too!
A lover get hurts, or may hurt one's lover too,
Teacher may gets hurt
Or may hurt student too
Student gets hurt Or he may hurt his teacher too,
Life is a pool of Imperfects
And only Imperfects can perfect life,
And life is that greatest class room,
Where the greatest and perfect teacher teaches perfect lessons,
But life when teaches, we just close the chapter,
'saying it is our fate! '
Is it true that one has to hurt others to make his living?
Living a life, and make a Living aren't the differ?
People are determined to build life than live a life,
Where one may hurt others,
This the story of Buddha asking kisa Gouthami ' I will save your child, but bring handful of mustard from a home where death not entered! '
This is the story,
'I will heal your hurts, if you can bring some dust of a man's feet, whoever neither got hurt nor hurt others! '
Life a that teaches and hurt is that lesson,
Which shows the one who hurts is Imperfect than who gets hurt,
Both are still imperfect,
The one got hurt is more imperfect,
And he is the one who hurts himself,
by his desires and expectations,
He is the one who gives chance to others to hurt,
With his misunderstandings!
Hurt is the result of our own imperfection say those have seen and understood life in perfect!
God is that only perfect and he is out of life cycle,
And He can only be healer of all hurts!
Perfection can make us hurt free, but imperfection is the life,
Those who ant life let them adjust themself with imperfection of own first and with that of others,
What you say, is it perfect or imperfect? You please, decide and tell me!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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A Perfect of One
So if this kiss
I mean to kiss
happens and it
runs amiss
and you or I
suffer disappointment
will we forever eschew
the kissing
and its sweet intents
because we sought
that which was more perfect
than either of
us?
That I guess would be silly.
But how sweet is the love
held in our breasts
how wonderful is the kiss never made
how perfect the kiss before the touch of lips
gentle touch;
and the kiss is done;
it may or may not be the perfect gem
the before-kiss was.
Ah, life so often
interrupts my dreams
and forces me to love
me imperfectly
and you as well.
No, imperfect is not the word;
perhaps it is better seen
as the union of our two worlds
which by definition means me
and not me coming together
bringing home the point
that can perfection mate
when I am the only one in the portrait,
and a perfect of one;
which is not really
perfection at all;
or is that really
only the Perfection
of Alone?
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Simple Mind
There’s simple girl
With simple mind
She wants perfect love
But she finds it’s hard
To get a perfect guy
With a perfect job
Has a perfect house
Keeps a perfect dog
In a perfect time
And a perfect place
For a perfect happily ever after
So she change little
Of her simple mind
She still wants perfect love
She knows it’s hard
To get a perfect guy
With a perfect job
Has a perfect house
Keeps a perfect dog
In a perfect time
And a perfect place
For a perfect happily ever after
But at least she quite satisfied
With her simple mind
She doesn’t have perfect love
But she finds it’s hard to leave him
That has a good smile
Gets a desirable job
Builds a little home
Keeps a cheering dog
In unexpected moment
And unforgettable place
For hopefully happily ever after
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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I'm Sorry
I'm sorry i cant be who you want me to.
I'm sorry i'm not the perfect daughter.
I'm sorry i cant always show my emotions.
I'm sorry i fall to fast.
I'm sorry i cant live my life the way you want.
I'm sorry i dont give up that easy on love.
I'm sorry i get mad for all the wrong reasons.
I'm sorry i loose interest.
I'm sorry i like the night sky.
I'm sorry i'm not like you.
I'm sorry i live a rollercoaster.
I'm sorry i dont have high expectations in life.
I'm sorry my lifes not made of goals.
I'm sorry i hide the real me.
I'm sorry i dont want to be famous.
I'm sorry i cant be part of a crowd.
I'm sorry i like being alone.
I'm sorry my musics to dark.
I'm sorry my love feels so far away.
I'm sorry i was made to be different.
I'm sorry i was made to be imperfect.
I'm sorry i cant love my life.
I'm sorry i cant be perfect.
I'm sorry i cant even hate people anymore.
I'm sorry i cant be like the rest of the world.
poem by Harley My Last Name
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kiss.....kiss
The kiss was two hearts in the warmth.
The kiss was two hearts enjoyed each other.
The kiss was fate in the love.
The kiss was love fire.
The kiss completed the life.
You kissed because of the love.
I kissed because of the longing.
The kiss was two speaking hearts mutually.
Kiss....please I'want to kissed.
The kiss planed the love in the love.
The kiss described all the colours of the rainbow in the heart.
The kiss maintained loyalty.
The kiss escaped from the sadness.
The kiss was the friend in solitude.
The kiss was to introduce us in the belief.
The kiss mixed all the feelings.
The kiss decorated the world.
Did you want to feel the kiss to be perfect?
The perfect kiss must with the love.
The perfect kiss must with the sincerity.
The perfect kiss must with the wish.
The perfect kiss must despise the belief on the love.
The perfect kiss must with the prayer.
The perfect kiss God bless you.
The Beautiful Game (soccer)
I love you more than my old soccer cleats,
The ones I’ll never give up.
I love you more than the perfect field,
The one I use to warm up.
I love you more than my soccer ball,
The one that’s perfect for amazing passes.
I love you more than me running along those different types of grasses.
I love you more than the cheering crowds,
The stands made out of plaster.
I love you more than that perfect kick,
That I have yet to master.
I love you more than my soccer cleats the ones that hold all reason.
I love you more than my coach, my soccer team and my season.
I love you more than winning that world cup,
That we have yet to reclaim.
I can’t believe I love you more than the beautiful game.
The Perfect decks itself in beauty for the love of the Imperfect.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Perfect
Love is the drug we're blessed and cursed,
I could feel the hunger burst inside of you
Perfect body, perfect skin
There is no perfect anything
I tried hard to be the perfect one
but it's not enough, it's not enough
Welcome to my execution
In the name of love, in the name of love
[Chorus:]
Turn up your radio love is king
And everything will be beautiful
Turn up your radio forget that sting
And everything will be beautiful
Love's got a dirty mind love can bite
I forget that sometimes love's a parasite
Hail hail Mary full of grace
You disappeared without a trace
I needed your hand to lead me through this fire
But you let it go, you let it go
Where's my absolution
I really don't know, I really don't know
[Chorus:]
Turn up your radio love is king
And everything will be beautiful
Turn up your radio forget that sting
And everything will be beautiful
Hey, hey, my, my,
I said my perfect love will never die
Perfect love, perfect sin there is no perfect anything
We tear each other limb from limb
in the name of God in the name of love
There's only two choices sink or swim
I wish I was perfect, for you
[Chorus:]
Turn up your radio love is king
And everything will be beautiful
Turn up the radio forget that sting
And everything will be beautiful
Turn up your radio love is king
And everything will be
And everything will be beautiful
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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When Love Is Born
in true heart
sincerely love bound
are perfect
golden words first found
in a perfect moment
time intersecting space
awaits perfect place
love spoken heart beat
this is moment of transition
when love comes to fruition
when love breath must be born
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tempered Perfection
It was God's greatest gift
'Imperfection'
something God does lack
But in his image
we stand
imperfect
and in the
'unification'
of the perfect
and the imperfect
'tempered Perfection
poem by Midnights Voice
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I Love You
I love you when you laugh with me
I love you when you smile
I love you when you're mad at me
Hope it's only for a while
I love you when you talk with me
I love you when you yell
I love you when you ignore me
Even though it feels like hell
I love you when you listen
I love you when you cry
I love more & more everyday
Without you I would die
I love you when we go for walks
I love you when we eat
I love you for your time with me
Your presence is a treat
I love you when you gaze at me
I love you when your gone
Although I'd rather be with you
My love for you goes on
I love you when you encourage me
I love you when your cold
I love you when your critical
With you I want to grow old
I love the way you love me
I love you when you hate
I love you through our journey
For you are my soul mate
I love you when you hurt me
Your words they cut so deep
I love you when you touch me
I love you in my sleep
I love you every second
I love you when we're foes
I love you when your my best friend
Cause that's the way love goes
I love you with everything I am
And with everything I do
Even though we are not perfect
I love you because you're you
I'll love you when I'm in Heaven
I will love you from above
I'll love to watch your journey finish
I love you, you're my love
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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I'll Make You Happy
Love is the drug were blessed and cursed
I could feel the hunger burst inside of you
Perfect body perfect skin
There is no perfect anything
I tried hard to be the perfect one
But its not enough
Its not enough
Welcome to my execution
In the name of love
In the name of love
Turn up your radio love is king
Everything will be beautiful
Turn up your radio forget that sting
Everything will be beautiful
Loves got a dirty mind
Love can bite
I forget that sometime loves a parasite
Hail hail Mary full of grace
You disappeared without a trace
I needed your hand to lead me through this fire
But you let it go
You let it go
Wheres my absolution
I really dont know
I really dont know
Turn up your radio love is king
Everything will be beautiful
Turn up your radio forget that sting
Everything will be beautiful beautiful
Hey hey my my
I said my perfect love will never die
Perfect love perfect sin
There is no perfect anything
We tear each other limb from limb
In the name of God
In the name of love
Theres only two choices sink or swim
I wish I was perfect
For you
Turn up your radio love is king
Everything will be beautiful
Turn up your radio forget that sting
Everything will be beautiful
Turn up your radio love is king
Everything will be
Everything will be beautiful
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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