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My Red Poem

Here I write a red poem,
Sophie Tucker red,
'The last of the red hot mama's red'
It is a hard Tap Dancing Red,
St. Valentine's red...
Cinnamon Apple scented red...
Georgio sweet smelling red,
Victoria Secret Red,
Morning sunrise red,
Red Hot lipstick red,
The blush on your cheeks red,
Happy Go Lucky Red,
Written with my flaming Pink Craylo Pen,
On this October day...
Oh you kid!

poem by Dorothy Holmes
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My Pink Man

Pink is my colour,
wat wld i do without it, i wonder.
Pink is my mans colour,
which he aint shy to wear.
If u saw hm in hs pink shirt,
u wld definately kam to a halt, He is a total hunk.

I write lv letters to him in pink ink,
n watch his eyes blink
wen readin th letter in pink.
I love wearin pink blush,
coz wen he touches me my cheeks flush n i blush.

He gave me a pink rose
wen i wore my pink gloss
n kissd hs sweet lips
makin them turn as pink as my lip gloss.

Pink is th colour of hs door,
we'll slp on hs pink carpet on th floor
cz i wanna feel hs soft skin presd against mine 4 sure.
He is the one i live for,
he is th one to die for.

My pink man,
he's th reason y am nt a nun.

poem by Julie Njoki
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Pink

A blush of pink:
She'd caught a roving eye -
He gave a wink.
Her smile had played a shy
And quaint florescence;
The siren of pubescence
Drew him in.

She bade him touch her hair,
Suggesting that he dare
To kiss her pulsing lips!
E'er the fool a man, he did:
The drips of blood began to cheer -
And so, another rid:

Tips of fangs are sharp, you know -
Dancing ivory feeds her soul -
See her claim a howl upon a chilling wind!

Slain, he lay across a crimson floor:
She grinned in her repletion.

A blush of pink;
Beneath a glowering sky
Her savoured drink
Was done.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Poem I Did Not Write Today

THE POEM I DID NOT WRITE TODAY

The poem I did not write today
Will never be written.
No one knows what it is
Or where it is
'How it can be? ' is another question
No one can answer.

The poem I did not write today
Never went away
It is always here with me and with you
It is the same simple poem
Written over and over again
In our everyday minds.

It is the poem of love of life
The poem of happiness
The poem of belief in God
And in the goodness in the world to come
It is the poem which believes too that poetry will help save the world.

It is the good poem
The happy poem
The poem I did not write today
Is the poem my life is writing now and always
And with you it says
‘What a miracle it is that we are here
reading and writing
and loving life as we do’.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sweet Little Valentine

Oh sweet, sweet little valentine
Why sit you in despondent
Oh beautiful valentine
Life is too beautiful to cry at
And so are you my dear valentine

Oh sweet, sweet little valentine
He which you cry for
Never deserved your love
Lucky he was for having you fall for him
Stupid he was for letting you go

Oh sweet, sweet little valentine
Don't waste such tears
Oh beautiful one from Monday to Sunday
How I would wish to be in his place
I would love you oh so much
Dear sweet valentine
When you will stop the bad guys from stealing your heart
And open your eyes, to what you do not see
And is in front of you

poem by Gabriel Gauci Maistre
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Beautiful Cheeks

Rosy cheeks
Chubby and pink
Sweet like an apple
I think
Very sweet
Beautiful cheeks

poem by Zuha Affan
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Did Your Love For Him Last?

i am just wondering why you do not
write poetry anymore. I am asking myself
if your having jumped over the fence
yielded the bliss on the other side of things.

Are you too happy to forget the sad refrains
of poetry?
or Are you too sad
mourning over another
love lost
that your hands are too weary
to write another love poem for this
valentine's day?

whatever happened, please write me a love poem
sad or happy, please do write me one

i just want to know what a love poem should be all about
after all those years
when we think we really found the true one.

write me, please a love poem, show me the color
and scent of each word, show me the texture of each line,
show me whether the heart is bleeding
or leaping with joy like the one we used to write before together

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Many Times Have I Written The Morning As A Poem?

How many times have I written the morning as a poem?
This morning too is a poem-
How bright and beautiful
How filled with light
How flower- rich and spring scented
How quiet and calm
How new
How fresh the world beginning again
The morning is the poem today also
though I cannot know what will be
in the day to come.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Be My Valentine Jesus

Has anyone ever asked Jesus?
To be their Valentine?
I made a card just for Him
With a poem in which I’ve rhymed.

I could have done it in that normal verse
Written, ” Rose's are Red, Violet's Blue”
But I thought my dearest Savior Jesus
That I wanted to write something special, just for you.

I was going to cut the deepest of red paper
Into the shape of a GIANT red Valentine’s heart.
However, it didn’t seem like that was good enough
When I got my scissors out and tried to start.

Will you be my Valentine?
I would be so deeply honored if you would.
And I would be the envy of all my friends
To be seen, with a Valentine such as you.

Now you needn't send one on to me
For you’ve already given our world your heart.
Taking no concern of what your Father had in store for you
You knew your fate was pre-destined from its miraculous start.

To be born earth's King in a lowly manger
Then teaching those who would listen
Of your Father’s commanded word.
So a Valentine given to me, ” Dear Jesus? ”
Would just seem so wrong and too absurd.

Therefore, I’m asking you, 'Dearest Jesus'
Would you please be my, ”Valentine? ”
And I really hope you’ve enjoyed this cards poem
Written from my HEART, just for you, ' my Valentine'.

poem by Linda Winchell
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Sharing Eve's Apple

1.
O Blush not so! O blush not so!
Or I shall think you knowing;
And if you smile the blushing while,
Then maidenheads are going.

2.
There's a blush for want, and a blush for shan't,
And a blush for having done it;
There's a blush for thought, and a blush for nought,
And a blush for just begun it.

3.
O sigh not so! O sigh not so!
For it sounds of Eve's sweet pippin;
By these loosen'd lips you have tasted the pips
And fought in an amorous nipping.

4.
Will you play once more at nice-cut-core,
For it only will last our youth out,
And we have the prime of the kissing time,
We have not one sweet tooth out.

5.
There's a sigh for aye, and a sigh for nay,
And a sigh for 'I can't bear it!'
O what can be done, shall we stay or run?
O cut the sweet apple and share it!

poem by John Keats
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Dog Day Sunrise

Dog Day Sunrise
Every day of my life
I'm working on a scheme
Working overtime underground
Girls work under floors
The failures tend the moors
But once the seem is cut
They find out what is learned
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Drag your feet through hollow streets
Drag your feet through hollow streets
Drag your feet through hollow streets
Drag your feet through hollow streets
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Valentine has shining eyes
Valentine has shining eyes
My valentine has shining eyes
Valentine has shining eyes
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Valentine has shining eyes
Valentine has shining eyes
My valentine has shining eyes
Valentine has shining eyes
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise
Dog Day Sunrise

song performed by by Fear Factory
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If You Were My Valentine

If you were my valentine,
I would be there in the morning
To see you when you open your eyes,
Before the sun wakes and the day begins.
To shower your bed with a hundred rose pedals
Until there's a garden around you
And yet you would still be the prettiest flower.
If you were my valentine.

If you were my valentine,
This day would belong to you
I would take you anywhere you want to go
And we could get away from the rest of the world
Till the moon rises in the sky and the sun says goodbye.
Together, just you and I
If you were my valentine.

If you were my valentine
I would do anything to see you smile
And I could be your teddy-bear,
With only hugs and kisses to share
If you were my valentine.
I could be your prince,
And you could be my princess
If you were my valentine
This poem would be yours, and so would I
If you were my valentine.

poem by Saul Diaz
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O Blush Not So!

O BLUSH not so! O blush not so!
Or I shall think you knowing;
And if you smile the blushing while,
Then maidenheads are going.

There's a blush for want, and a blush for shan't,
And a blush for having done it;
There's a blush for thought, and a blush for nought,
And a blush for just begun it.

O sigh not so! O sigh not so!
For it sounds of Eve's sweet pippin;
By these loosen'd lips you have tasted the pips
And fought in an amorous nipping.

Will you play once more at nice-cut-core,
For it only will last our youth out,
And we have the prime of the kissing time,
We have not one sweet tooth out.

There's a sigh for aye, and a sigh for nay,
And a sigh for "I can't bear it!"
O what can be done, shall we stay or run?
O cut the sweet apple and share it!

poem by John Keats
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Still Waiting For My Valentine

Valentine day valentine day..
All are excited with joy.
but still am confused about the day.

i was too anxious for the day.
as this is my first valentine day

but god didnt want that
may be this is not suites for me or what? ?

my valentine's exam is began
so she got offline..

as i cant get her for any other sources
bcoz i got her from net and se is my one and only princess

but still i have a lot of hopes
to celebrate my valentine day with her

still am waiitng for her reply
still waiitng for her cute and sweet voice
still waiitng for her curosity when talking to me
still waitng for that golden day when i meet her
still waiitng to see her..as i didnt saw her till now
still waiitng for to celebrate my valentine with her
still waitng for that three lovely words that she says
I LOVE YOU...
i know she loves me...
but cant dare to say as may be she hurt

hey my sweet princess

come to my life am waiting for you...to see you..to meet you
i love you so much and miss you so much in this special valentine

i know my poet friends this is not that type of poems you can write as i have no idea i just want to write a poem and wrote in this way...if i did anything wrong please help me friends
thanks and lots of love

poem by Jatin Rout
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Can A Sick Man Write A Morning Poem?

CAN A SICK MAN WRITE A MORNING POEM?

Can a sick man write a morning poem?
Can a man short of breath write anything?
I try-
My own banal reflections on my own condition are the poem-
A small confession of where I am today –

I have the strength -
I have written these lines -
Perhaps the morning light today
Is real after all.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sweet Valentine.

The time has gone and your'e still everything to me
to wake up in each others arms is all I need
and I can't catch my breath untill we kiss
so hold me now sweet valentine and make a wish

When dark clouds fill the heavens and it looks like rain
your smile brings out the sunshine and their gone again
how lucky is my heart to feel like this
embrace me now sweet valentine and kiss

I sometimes find it hard to sleep beside you as you know
afraid that if I close my eyes I'll wake up on my own

What nature of enchantment makes me feel this way
your beauty and your eyes and everything you say
what warmth of loves emotion fills my mind
just you sweet valentine, sweet valentine.

poem by Charles M. Moore
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I don't Write a Poem

I don't write a poem
but sprinkle my heart
on white papers.

I don't write a poem
but kiss flaming words
on the lips of volcano.

I don't write a poem
but croon a lullaby
for drizzling lids.

I don't write a poem
the poem writes me
and sets me free
from the life engulfed
by mirages.
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poem by Madhav Sarkunde
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Victoria

Long ago life was clean
Sex was bad and obscene
And the rich were so mean
Stately homes for the lords
Croquet lawns, village greens
Victoria was my queen
Victoria, victoria, victoria, toria
I was born, lucky me
In a land that I love
Though I am poor, I am free
When I grow I shall fight
For this land I shall die
Let her sun never set
Victoria, victoria, victoria, toria
Victoria, victoria, victoria, toria
Land of hope and gloria
Land of my victoria
Land of hope and gloria
Land of my victoria
Victoria, toria
Victoria, victoria, victoria, toria
Canada to india
Australia to cornwall
Singapore to hong kong
From the west to the east
From the rich to the poor
Victoria loved them all
Victoria, victoria, victoria, toria
Victoria, victoria, victoria

song performed by by Kinks
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My Sweet Valentine Acrostic

M y lady Valentine is my loved one
in my heart she marked as only one.
letting the time consumes our youth
in the end my love still holds the oath.
zest fills up the moments that we care
as sweet Valentine always there to share.

Part of my heart and soul is my Valentine
i can not thrive this life if she gets off line.
zenith where my dream for my sweet Valentine
a love we both cherish and savor for all time.
real are the laughter my loved one has shown
real as the tears I wiped dry which flood her eyes;
oh sweet Valentine how lucky I am to possessed you.

Bright are my hopes for my lady Valentine
reaching for the stars she shall be forever mine.
a promise to love her amidst all life's turmoil
to protect, care for her welfare and not spoil.
oh sweet Valentine how happy I am to love you.

poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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The Best Poem

when you plant a seed
in the ground, and
water it, work it, weed it
till it grows... you've written

the best poem you'll ever write.

when you make a baby,
waiting and planning for birth;
and you raise this child to adulthood
with respect... you've written

the best poem you'll ever write.

when you live your life
working honestly, giving
all that you are and can be,
never holding back... you've written

the best poem you'll ever write.

when you go to death openly
with no regrets, not clinging
to dreams that were not real,
owning no one... you've written

the best poem you'll ever write.

poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Went Out This Morning/ To Find A Poem

I WENT OUT THIS MORNING/TO FIND A POEM

I went out this morning
To find a poem-
But the heat was too great
The sun too strong
I had to find the shade instead
And finding it
I sat down on a green metal bench
And waited for
The line which
Might mean a poem
Has been written.

Instead a cool breeze
And a sense of rest and happiness
Came to me.

Life as it is now is a poem for me-
I don't know how long it will last
But here now
How happy I am
As this small poem is being written now.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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