Rain, Be Mine
RAIN
Oh mighty sovereign
Lord of water and air that reign
Engulf me in thy arms
Pulse racing, I welcome the cumulonimbus
Frolic to and fro
Holding her skirts while skipping
The sign of thy arrival
Oh my love
Play for me thy altruistic flute
Echoing with the drumbeats of my rhythmic heart
For centuries I hath faltered in my step many a times
Succumbed by thy mesmeric alchemy
Watching thy passion in secret
Through the eyes of the Venus
I watch thee embrace the foliage
Kissing the delicate petals of lilies
Thy warm breath embalming their slender stems
As they enfold their tendrils over thy neck
Clasping tight with a sigh
Their song of mirth whirling my feet to sway
Reverberating in their rhythm
As their tender pollen glide
Each twist adding fuel to my inflamed senses
Intoxicated by their orgasmic bliss in thy arms
I have dreamt of thy touch countless times
And as I stand with outstretched arms
Here, in the wilderness
In the middle of no man’s territory
Morphed with a flood of salty tears
Waiting earnestly
My heart calls out to thee
Descend on me from thy throne
As a shower of sparkling mist
Envelop me in thy charms
Make me thy bride
For I need to experience thy tenderness
To explore the secrets of my being
Lying dormant, yet a mystery
Waiting to unfold like a flower
Play with the jazzed strings of my naked heart
With your experience as a fiddler
To symphonize the notes into a ballad
Purify my soul with thy graceful spring
Wiping the tears
Replacing the salt that linger
With thy sweetness
So that this scarred heart may heal
And be resurrected as the phoenix
Rising from the ashes
Whisper, that thou will
Be mine
For ever more
poem by Aminath Neena
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Do you believe? ?
Look into your heart and tell me what you see.
Am I still on your mind; are you thinking of me?
Do you wake in the night and let out a sigh?
Do you whisper my name and wonder why;
I can't be there with you tonight?
With you in my arms, holding you tight?
Do you believe in the miracle of Love
Do you believe in you
Do you believe in Love
Do you believe it could happen to you
Take me in your arms, don't ever leave
With you in my arms, I'll make you believe!
I believe in Love, always and forever.
I believe in us, you and I together.
I can't believe Love is pain,
You have everything to lose and nothing to gain.
Tell me you believe and look into my eyes...
Do you believe... I'm not like the other guys?
Hold on tight, for I've given you my heart;
Heart and soul from the very start.
For your Love, I'll wait forever
With all my heart, I believe we'll be together.
Tell me you believe Love is bliss,
That you can believe in the magic of our first kiss.
Answer me one question, now, before I leave...
Tell me, Do You Believe?
poem by peace Little
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The Slave-Mother's Farewell
May God have mercy on thee, son, for man's stern heart hath none!
My gentle boy, my beautiful, my loved and only one!
I would the bitter tears that steep thy young and grief-doom'd head,
Were springing from a broken heart, that mourn'd thee with the dead.
And yet how often have I watch'd above thine infant sleep,
With love whose gushing tenderness strove vainly not to weep,
When starting through my timid heart, the thought that thou couldst die,
Shot, even amidst a mother's bliss, a pang of agony.
My boy! my boy! Oh cling not thus around me in thy grief,
Thy mother's arm, thy mother's love, can yield thee no relief;
The tiger's bloody jaw hath not a gripe more fierce and fell
Than that which tears thee from my arms—thou who wert loved so well!
How may I live bereft of thee? Thy smile was all that flung
A ray of gladness ‘midst the gloom, forever round me hung:
How may a mother's heart endure to think upon thy fate,
Thou doom'd to misery and chains!—so young and desolate!
Farewell! farewell!—They tear thee hence!—and yet my heart beats on;
How can it bear the weight of life, when thou art from me gone?
Mine own! mine own! Yet cruel hands have barter'd thee for gold,
And torn thee, with a ruthless grasp, forever from my hold!
poem by Elizabeth Margaret Chandler from Poetical Works (1836)
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Deniehy’s Lament
SPIRIT of Loveliness! Heart of my heart!
Flying so far from me, Heart of my heart!
Above the eastern hill, I know the red leaves thrill,
But thou art distant still, Heart of my heart!
Sinning, I’ve searched for thee, Heart of my heart!
Sinning, I’ve dreamed of thee, Heart of my heart!
I know no end nor gain; amongst the paths of pain
I follow thee in vain, Heart of my heart!
Much have I lost for thee, Heart of my heart!
Not counting the cost for thee, Heart of my heart!
Through all this year of years thy form as mist appears,
So blind am I with tears, Heart of my heart!
Mighty and mournful now, Heart of my heart!
Cometh the Shadow-Face, Heart of my heart!
The friends I’ve left for thee, their sad eyes trouble me—
I cannot bear to be, Heart of my heart!
poem by Henry Kendall
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Why Must This Be
OH WHY MUST THIS BE
Mine eyes bleed
With the sorrow of yesterday
Mine heart breaks
At dawns breaking grace
Mine arms tremble
As thine leaves me with broken heart
Mine mind seeks
To calm the chaos of thoughts
I can no longer see thee
I can no longer share the dawn with thee
I can no longer hold thee in my arms
Oh why must this be?
Have I sinned to make thee depart from these arms?
Have I sinned to make thee break my heart in two?
Have I sinned to make thee tarnish our future blue?
Oh why must this be?
For I am still madly in love with thee
I say unto thee take my heart
For now it is forever yours
© Copyright Kaila George 2012
poem by Kaila George
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Waiting In The Wings
(andy hill/pete sinfield)
I need you like freedom
I feel you like rain
I see you like silver rails across an endless plain
And I know there are moments
You feel as I do
Thats why Im waiting for you
This time around I wont push for an answer
Both of us need to be sure
To be strong
When the moment comes
Ill be your dancer
Ill be your singer
And your song
When your heart is weary
When you want a love with no strings
I will be here waiting
Waiting in the wings
Waiting in the wings
A natural dreamer
A maverick soul
How close can I be to you
And still not lose control?
And as close as the ocean
As near as the sky
As near as the tears I dont cry
Maybe a fool has been drowned in a vision
Hung up to dry in the teeth of the wind
Believing in the truth of your decisions
Thats all there is until the end
When your heart is weary
When you want a love with no strings
I will be here waiting. Ill be waiting
Waiting in the wings
Ill be waiting
Ill be waiting
When your heart is weary
When you want a love with no strings
I will be here waiting
Waiting in the wings
When your heart is weary
When you want a love with no strings
I will be here waiting
Waiting in the wings
When your heart is weary
When you want a love with no strings
I will be here waiting
Waiting in the wings
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Sonnets XCIX: C: Newborn Death
I
To-day Death seems to me an infant child
Which her worn mother Life upon my knee
Has set to grow my friend and play with me;
If haply so my heart might be beguil'd
To find no terrors in a face so mild,—
If haply so my weary heart might be
Unto the newborn milky eyes of thee,
O Death, before resentment reconcil'd.
How long, O Death? And shall thy feet depart
Still a young child's with mine, or wilt thou stand
Fullgrown the helpful daughter of my heart,
What time with thee indeed I reach the strand
Of the pale wave which knows thee what thou art,
And drink it in the hollow of thy hand?
II
And thou, O Life, the lady of all bliss,
With whom, when our first heart beat full and fast,
I wandered till the haunts of men were pass'd,
And in fair places found all bowers amiss
Till only woods and waves might hear our kiss,
While to the winds all thought of Death we cast:—
Ah, Life! and must I have from thee at last
No smile to greet me and no babe but this?
Lo! Love, the child once ours; and Song, whose hair
Blew like a flame and blossomed like a wreath;
And Art, whose eyes were worlds by God found fair:
These o'er the book of Nature mixed their breath
With neck-twined arms, as oft we watched them there:
And did these die that thou mightst bear me Death?
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Beautiful Music
my heart can hold so much love
But thou love unfold all my love that ever loved
I cannot listen to thee without love's majesty
Royal are thee, in perfect symphony
Thy music takes my heart, my heart does not take thy music
Underneath thy breath is breath's secret beauty
The song thy sing to all and to me…
Is God's message painted black in notes sweetly
God's only answer to millions of years of futile prayers
All my love is gone lost in thee, the music thou create
Man's destiny, man's passage of fate every heart beat thou ate
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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A Poetic Image of Love
A noble poet she writes her soul in prose
With mystical light weaving beauties light
Around her words a fiery light grows
On my heart it grasps its beauty tight
Her comely shape, a ladies coat of arms
Forever bears the tender heart of love
Drunk with her beauteous poisonous charms
Her soul covers mine like a perfectly fitted glove.
Her delicate ears for beauty to clearly hear
The melodious fire and fervor of my passion
For in my ears she is tender and dear
And by my ears her voice is love's fashion.
Dressed in gray, in a soft cashmere
Her majestic grandeur hides beneath her soft flesh
A soul of power, she draws one wet tear
Washing my eye, like the rain moistens a flower's petal fresh.
When she is grave my heart is buried deep
Drowning in anguish, in sadness's weary flood
Crying with tears, tears that should never weep
A vivid color crimson infects my loving blood
So keen is my love it sharpens the sword acute
It penetrates my heart, a heart struck awe
No words to say, an incessant love mute
In front of a queen, the most precious I ever saw.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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How Do I Know Thee 07
How does thou know me
How should I compare thee
Does thou remindest me of the sea
Do I compare thee with winter or spring
Should I sing thee a song of land and light
Nay, I shall contrive a sonnet of sky
The masses of stars and feathering clouds
The cleansing of rain and ferocity of thunder
Thy heart is vast, like no other
Thine eyes drink me as thy presence
Thy voice whispers like sirens
Calling mine eye to a mass of mystery
And mine soul to tenderness
Curious that the more I know
The more I need
How does thou know me
How do I know thee
poem by Kira Bloom
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Lovers Bliss......(a loss of true love)
Lovers Bliss
She wept with sorrow her tears down fall
Upon the ground of blood and gore
There in lies her lover's heart
That beats no more close to hers
Her heart that is heavy with out lover's bliss
She sends out a cry of gruesome death
'Why have thou forsaken me
And left me broken in sorrow and gloom'
Her tears doth fall
Like a waterfall at the loss
Of her lover in their lover's bliss no more
She recalls the days thine heart and soul left her arms
They held each other in arms entwine
Thou whispered softly upon her ears
I shall return to our lover's bliss
The memories linger on in her mind
As it dapples across her dreams
Thine tender hands caressed my soul
With loving hands a burning aching need
The passion intense with each passing kiss
We climb on high at the ecstasy of love and bliss
She cries a mountain of tears
As the memories linger on in her dreams
So deathly quite she stands atop a cliff
And trembles with remorse and pain
How can she live her life?
With out their lover's bliss
Looking towards the twilight skies
She screams at the stars above
"Crushed am I no more to live I need you by my side"
Then taking a step into the dark abyss
She joins her lover in eternal bliss
© Copyright Kaila George 2012
poem by Kaila George
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Breathless Moments
could love fathom
all little insignificances
that litter my day
like the lilies on a pond
breathing, continually breathing for dear life
each hungry for the kiss of the beast
or the dominion of a feast of birds
that hover in the sky for a destiny
as I pluck a flower in midstream
waiting for you my love to come
promising to love you till the end
in my breathless moments, echoing my pleas
to be with you, at the crossroad of my dreams
when love comes softly to my waiting arms
waiting for the sunset..waiting for the sunset
don't let go of me, my heart, our dreams
your every heartbeat, is a song in my heart
your every breath, a joy, my whole life
your eyes, my guide, my light..
let's kiss and seal our love..forever...
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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I Know You Will Return Back One Day
I know you will return back one day
With the touch of your hands you will heal my wounds
Those hands that at the past were companions of my road
With their tender touch how long they wiped away my tears
I will tell you about my days after the day that you have gone
I will throw my poor body in your arms and i'll cry
I know you will come and knock my door one day
And if I was not alive my spirit will be there
I will throw my tired soul in your shoulders and i'll cry
And then all my tears will disappear
In your arms my heart will born once again
To fly free at the sky and will sing your pure love song
And my heart will get free from the prison of my chest.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The heart will love, the heart will grow, the heart will break, the heart will heal
THE HEART WILL LOVE
when i meet that special woman
to hold me in the warm sunlight
to embrace me in the rising storm
to capture my feelings without a fight
my heart will breathe(my heart will love)
THE HEART WILL GROW
when that women holds my hand
to control my wild heart in its cage
to break the rocky mountains of my rage
to let our love guide us into distant lands
my heart will grow for her
THE HEART WILL BREAK
when that woman pushes me aside(even for an instant)
to run away to the arms of another man
to caress the gentle touch of another hand
to leave me standing alone with no one by my side
my heart will break
THE HEART WILL HEAL
when that woman returns to me with crystal tears
and lays out the burdens of her hidden fears
i will embrace her once more stronger than ever
and reassure my love for her with a kiss
her breathing heart i'll feel
my heart will heal
poem by Allen Steble
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If My Heart
if my heart has a tongue
let it utter only the words of love
if my heart has hands
let it touch but only tenderness
if my heart has lips
let it kiss your lips so sweetly
if my heart has arms
let it embrace you softly
if my heart has eyes
let it see nothing but you only
but my heart has none of these senses
without hands, without eyes, without arms
without lips, without a tongue
let it beat somehow just for you
let it be true
to love no one but only you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lord Of My Life
Thou who art the innermost Spirit of my being,
art thou pleased, Lord of my Life?
For I give to thee my cup filled with all
the pain and delight that the crushed
grapes of my heart had surrendered,
I wove with rhythm of colors and song cover for thy bed,
And with the molten gold of my desires
I fashioned playthings for thy passing hours.
I know not why thou chosest me for thy partner,
Lord of my life.
Didst thou store my days and nights,
my deeds and dreams for the alchemy of thy art,
and string in the chain of thy music my songs of autumn and spring,
and gather the flowers from my mature moments for thy crown?
I see thine eyes gazing at the dark of my heart,
Lord of my life,
I wonder if my failure and wrongs are forgiven.
For many were my days without service
and nights of forgetfulness; futile were the flowers
that faded in the shade not offered to thee.
Often the tied strings of my lute slackened
at the strains of thy tunes.
And often at the ruin of wasted hours
my desolate evenings were filled with tears.
But have my days come to their end at last,
Lord of my life, while my arms round thee
grow limp, my kisses losing their truth?
Then break up the meeting of this languid day!
Renew the old in me in fresh forms of delight;
and let the wedding come once again in
a new ceremony of life.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Handle My Heart With Love
Your sweet embrace, your hand in mine
So close together
How many times Ive made you mine
Is this forever?
Promises and dreams weve shared
Do you remember?
Oh, here we are, so near and yet so far
From each other
Chorus:
Handle my heart with love
Dont let me hope in vain
Only your touch can save my heart
From breaking again
So handle my heart with love
Stay and youll ease my pain
Only your touch can save my heart
From breaking again
Your gentle smile, your tender touch
So captivating
No other love has meant this much
And Ill go on waiting
One day in your arms Ill hear
This is forever
I know its there, though right now its hard to care
For each other
Repeat chorus
Dont make us part
Please dont brake my heart again
song performed by by Cliff Richard
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Awake
Calm as that moonbeam on the wall,
Sleep broods on baby's eyes;
Arms, hush'd and still, but pulsing quick,
Enfold him as he lies;
My brain is full of thronging thoughts,
Strange passions thrill my breast,
My heart aches with a load of love
That will not let me rest.
The dim years stand about my bed,
They neither smile nor weep;
Like softest kisses, on my face
The little fingers creep.
I hear slow footfalls, in the night
Of fates upon his track,—
O love, I cannot let you go!
I cannot keep you back!
Lord, let him shelter in my arms,
Or take us both to Thine;
Or, if a troublous life must come,
Make all the trouble mine:
Or let thy sharp swords pierce my heart
To blunt them for the child,—
What care I, Lord, for stain and shame,
So he keep undefiled!
Nay, Lord, I know not what I ask—
I know not how to pray:
Hear Thou the crying mother-soul,
And not the words I say.
Do Thou what seemeth good to Thee,
So he be spared from sin;
And, oh! if love can aught avail,
Let mine be counted in.
poem by Ada Cambridge
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Her Hair a Crimson Kingdom
Who knows of what will come?
If any sun shall shine on tomorrows horizon.
Here I am upon the border of worlds and I am wavering
Tears fill the eyes that once looked upon the skies in wonder.
Death has left me pale, a sickly shade and fading.
The moments in her arms were an eternity in waiting.
Her hair a crimson kingdom
Her breast a pillow sweet
Her eyes a world of wisdom
My alter at her feet
Now
She has closed the gates to her domain,
Left me an exiled vagabond, dismissed from paradise.
The aroma of morning spring
Is nothing to that of the scented dreams she gave me
As she lay nestled in my arms.
We were as serpents smothering.
I have learnt that the heart is my own
My heart – my home
You may share my heart
Just as I may care for yours
The heart is a window
The heart is a door
The heart is a kingdom pulsating
It’s voice the whisper of truth
I have learnt that in offering your all
It’s voice a wisdom to sooth.
Share your love with me sometime
But know this heart is mine
In life – in death – this heart is mine
And still I would have it as yours.
poem by David Lacey
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Hymn XXVII: Saviour, the World's and Mine
Saviour, the world's and mine,
Was ever grief like thine!
Thou my pain, my curse hast took,
All my sins were laid on thee;
Help me, Lord; to thee I look,
Draw me, Saviour, after thee.
'Tis done! my God hath died;
My Love is crucified!
Break, this stony heart of mine;
Pour, mine eyes, a ceaseless flood;
Feel, my soul, the pangs divine;
Catch, my heart, the issuing blood!
When, O my God, shall I
For thee submit to die?
How the mighty debt repay?
Rival of thy passion prove?
Lead me in thyself, the Way;
Melt my hardness into love.
To love is all my wish,
I only live for this;
Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire,
There by faith for ever dwell;
This I always will require,
Thee, and only thee, to feel.
Thy power I pant to prove,
Rooted and fixed in love;
Strengthened by thy Spirit's might,
Wise to fathom things divine,
What the length, and breadth, and height,
What the depth of love like thine.
Ah! give me this to know,
With all thy saints below;
Swells my soul to compass thee,
Gasps in thee to live and move;
Filled with all the Deity,
All immersed and lost in love!
poem by Charles Wesley
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Hymn XXVII: Saviour, the World's and Mine
Saviour, the world's and mine,
Was ever grief like thine!
Thou my pain, my curse hast took,
All my sins were laid on thee;
Help me, Lord; to thee I look,
Draw me, Saviour, after thee.
'Tis done! my God hath died;
My Love is crucified!
Break, this stony heart of mine;
Pour, mine eyes, a ceaseless flood;
Feel, my soul, the pangs divine;
Catch, my heart, the issuing blood!
When, O my God, shall I
For thee submit to die?
How the mighty debt repay?
Rival of thy passion prove?
Lead me in thyself, the Way;
Melt my hardness into love.
To love is all my wish,
I only live for this;
Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire,
There by faith for ever dwell;
This I always will require,
Thee, and only thee, to feel.
Thy power I pant to prove,
Rooted and fixed in love;
Strengthened by thy Spirit's might,
Wise to fathom things divine,
What the length, and breadth, and height,
What the depth of love like thine.
Ah! give me this to know,
With all thy saints below;
Swells my soul to compass thee,
Gasps in thee to live and move;
Filled with all the Deity,
All immersed and lost in love!
poem by John Wesley
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