ps: I Love You
After we have
Cried with Sadness
Grieved with Death
Forgiven Remorse
Smiled at Sweetness
Laughed with Humor
When the Story has been told
When memories were played back
New chapters written
Painful chapters erased
The bold and essential part still remains
At the far end corner of this letter
PS: I LOVE YOU
poem by Wanelisa Albert
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Sealed With A Kiss
A pile of old letters
lay forgotten in an attic,
letters written long ago
in the bloom of someone’s youth.
They were tied with a pink ribbon
and kept preciously
by someone I do not know.
Each letter spoke of love,
the yearning of being apart,
and how good it would feel
to be home once again.
How wonderful it would be
back in loves arms again
away from a terrible war
that had to part them too quickly
shortly after their wedding day.
They spoke of plans for their future
and how their love would grow.
They would start afresh
at the beginnings of the first snow.
Each letter was sealed with a kiss
that was there for all to see.
It told the story of unbroken love
that would live on through every tragedy
and sealed with a kiss.
The last letter in the pile
was tear stained and edged in black.
It told the story
that her lover never came back.
26 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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A Chapter
All have chapters in this life. Since the birth a story started to be written about people present. Our link starts to be with others who were mostly strangers to us. A liking starts to be and that liking even turns into love. This special feeling starts to be realized and when the person whom we love leaves us then it happens to be end of joyful feeling. Tears fill the life in a very cruel manner. This feeling pains and nothing is known anymore. This forms a chapter of love and life, which is painful.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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A Love Letter
A love letter from me,
To you;
To say something important.
A love letter from me,
To tell a love story,
About you and me.
A love letter about friendship,
To strengthen our relationship,
And express our special feelship.
A love letter about love,
Love of life partnership,
Love of life friendship.
A love letter from you,
To say that;
You always miss me.
A love letter from you,
To tell that;
You always think of me.
A love letter written
For You, my love,
On this day.
A love letter written,
Sealed With kisses, and
Hug and Smile.
A love letter sends
By hand and
with much Heartfelt.
A love letter to
Say “I love You”;
Say “ I Miss you”;
Say “I think of you”.
A Love letter seals,
With a lot of love, and
Heartfelt.
A love letter written,
About love poem written,
In Remembrance of our sweet memory.
© Lawrence Hiung, January 2012.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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It's also possible to have two third person singular points of view, as represented by two characters through whose eyes the story is told in alternating chapters, say.
quote by Arthur Herzog
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Book Of Life
Life is like a book
A mystery
How many chapters will I have
Will the words bring joy or saddness
Success or failure
A book with no forward
For it is written day by day
With the ending known only by one
Will it be a novel, short story
Or an never ending story known by many
Lived by few
Oh how we would like it to be a best seller,
A classic endearing to the end of time
But sorry to say for most of us
Our story will be only be known by few
I will be happy with that
As long as I don't become one of the forgotten
I believe our storys go on
For as long as someone remembers our story.
poem by David Kush
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Not Just You
i, too, had it, not just once,
but many times, when i
wake up at the wrong hour
and think of you
and then i take my old
favorite pen and
yellow pad paper
and begin to write
a letter for you
you are a ghost now
far away
and i expect you
not to read this
letter that i am
not sending anyway
i will not even
read it
i will just keep it
so when another being
comes whose interest
is poetry and by chance
he digs upon my
poetry books that no one
bothers to read
anymore
at anytime
he may find it there
inserted in one of the
pages between
two chapters
concerning the themes
of love and
death
and perhaps he too
will understand how is to
truly love and be
so unloved because
death has come
to early because
the timing was wrong
because the world
has not understood
because one
sometimes in pain
has no cure
but just the silence
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As They Lived
There is no laughter in the streets
Not the ones this world beholds
And the game still finds lone souls to beat
Though the rules are never told
…as it always is the master
There is no happiness in the sky
Not the one watching the ants below
And the game finds new loved souls to die
Though no worldly remorse ever shows
…as if their lives could end faster
But the story never ends this way
The monochrome and shades of grey
Like a rising sun through the black day
Give way, always, when you turn the page
…as games always make laughter
There is happiness in the sky today
The only one I know and love
And the game will never take away
All the ever circling doves
…as they give way to gilded chapters
There is laughter in the streets again
Warm smiles upon the hearths and homes
So go on and beat the game young men
And fulfill the fate the story told
…as they lived happily ever after
Still Smiling........
Smiled When Mother Took Me Into Her Arms For The First Time,
Smiled When Saw World Outside The Hospital For The First Time,
Smiled Whenever Went To School,
Smiled Even Being Laughed At....
And Called A Fool....
Smiled When Stood First In The Class,
Smiled When I Wasn't Misunderstood..... At Last!
Smiled When My Poem Was Said Wow!
Smiled When Realised That Only Day Is Today....
And Time Is Now......
Smiled When Got My 'True' Love,
Smiled As I Always Felt We Are Two Doves,
Smiled Even When Came To Know He's Not Mine,
Smiled Even When He Married My Friend.....
And Raised A Toast Of Wine,
Smiled Even When Lost Every Hope,
Smiled Even When Wasn't Able To Cope,
Smiled Even When Knew My End Is Near,
Smiled And Enjoyed Cutting My Nerve.......
No Fear...............
Smiled At Every Moment Of My Life,
Whenever, Wherever And Never Cried.............
But Now, I'm Lying Under A White Cover,
Father Putting Me On Fire.........
With No Blessings Left To Shower.....
People Around Have Nothing To Do With My Death
But Are Crying.........
And I'm............
Still Smiling.................................
poem by Apurva Jain
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The Love You Shared Endures...
tis the knock on the door you've dreaded...
yet you know it all comes to this.
the weary lay down to sleep,
snow falls on rust colored leaves.
are you then left with old photographs,
the sound of a voice you dimly remember...
and memories that unfurl like chapters,
every time you turn off the light.
the tears you cried, for him, or for you?
he does not need your tears anymore.
he is not dead, but simply at peace...
the love he was he is,
the love you shared endures!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Love story
Love story
~
And somewhere it may be written
a love story not of fairy-tales
or a Hollywood blockbuster
neither the best selling novel
of some highly respect author
or a poetic sonnet which sings
odes to sweet undying passion
it is more simple, honest
a love story of modern times
which bypasses the ageless classics
and clichés of romance
it may not make you cry
but it still remains a love story
lacking high drama or duels fought
mistakes are made and learnt from
and the happy ending still awaits
to be realised and celebrated
but somewhere it is written
in diary or letter form
the love story to this poem
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Damaged
Waiting for the feeling to subside,
Paranoid, I melt into myself.
They say Im to reach inside and find
The broken part of my machinery.
Psychoanalyze the chapters
On the path to my darkest day.
Searching for the answers,
All I see is damage through the haze.
Picking up the pieces of my life
With no direction for re-assembly.
The one that lays beside me
Is sharing scars of my broken yesterdays.
Will tomorrow find me hypnotized? crying?
Mother mary in control,
Domineering stranglehold
Sowing destructive seeds
For the scavengers to feed.
Driving the nail into my head,
Memory flows like a river.
With the one that lays beside me
Im healing scars from my childhood memories.
Tomorrow finally found me.
Im hypnotized. Im trying...
To understand the chapters
Of the path from my darkest day.
Searching for the answers
But theres damage!
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Memories
I have nothing but memories of you and I,
I once cried out for you, once shed blood for you,
It didn’t bother or cared enough for you to see how much I truly cared for you,
When I go to the mall I have memories of how we first met,
When I enter the movies I have memories of you and I hold hands and watching a movie,
When I go to a certain spot I have memories of how you and I first kissed,
But this is nothing but memories of you,
When I sit out in the cold,
I told myself I won’t fall for you,
Yet I did,
I have fallen,
Fallen for you,
Everywhere I go I have fond memories of you,
Memories that just won’t fade away,
Memories that can not be erased,
Memories I shall forever keep,
The memories of you will help me out,
Memories of you will teach me a lesson,
A lesson I won’t forget,
The memories that you and I once shared will forever be locked away.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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In Between
in between the monotonous pages
of this book of life
some dog ears are inserted
the red tassels protruding like a tongue
saying nothing
not even some slips of the memories
within are the serious
delicate matters such as incessant wars
of mankind and the impulses of greed
i scan the pages till the end
i have not seen such chapters as giving in
to humanity
that innate goodness, i hurry to find it
not even in the appendix
someone inserted in this book
a letter
it says, love has long been gone
and no one knows where it is going.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Marriage - a book of which the first chapter is written in poetry and the remaining chapters in prose.
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Marriage: a book of which the first chapter is written in poetry and the remaining chapters in prose.
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That's How The Story Told, Goes
Why can't we continue to pretend,
None of us have been troubled...
By the existing of the current events?
We had no problem with the knowing,
There were debts to pay.
It seemed yesterday to have been okay!
And ignoring those homeless and hungry,
Being left alone pushing their belongings...
In shopping carts obvious to all on city streets.
Didn't they choose for themselves...
To trade in their dignities,
With a choice to live like they do...
With little to nothing to eat.
That's how the story told, goes.
Why is it 'today'...
Those same delusions we then embraced,
Are from us being chased away?
Is there another chapter in this story,
Unknown yet to be told to unfold?
Something in the midst,
Is not being fair or realistic about this.
Why can't we continue to pretend?
And why is it from those dead,
We seem to learn our lessons?
After the passing of chapters,
Have to us been read?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everywhere I Am/My Sadness Comes Back To Me
Everywhere I am
My sadness comes back to me-
Sadness it seems
Is part of my essential self
I carry it with me like a signature.
One day perhaps in some perfect heaven
I will not find it within me
But now here in this world
Where even the greatest Goodness and Happiness
May know loss
It is with me always
Even if sometimes only as a possibility-
Sadness goes with me wherever I go
And I am sadness it seems in some of my essence-
Bless the light of the day and the beauty of the world
And those moments of rare exuberance
In which Sadness is not.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Trusting Flights of Innuendo
Two peas in a pod we are,
And twisted.
Shadows of each other's pain missed,
When ignored and pouting!
Shifting with unwarranted doubts
Trusting flights of innuendo over facts
Without fiction!
Ready to 'read' me
As if you have chapters already re-written!
And when I'm not around...
I'm accused of not understanding your love!
How can I?
We are both applying the same technique!
If we're going to continue to do that...
Can we at least take some time off,
To just be together?
And dropp the spy routine!
We only end up following each other back home!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Death of the life
Death is not to be laughed at,
Nor cried at,
Death it is strong,
But will give up,
Death is the soul,
To every living creature,
Death well be in every story,
As life goes on,
Death is more then what we can handle,
But we live to die,
Death well wait,
Till it is yours turn,
Death is now my nightmares,
And in your too,
Do not run from death,
For it well get you worst,
And
Death is forever,
And never.
poem by Anna Reeves
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At that time we were very definitely told that under no circumstances should there be any secret chapters or any other secrecy in the life of the Party, but that everything should be done publicly.
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