Siblings (Acrostic)
Sharing parents,
Incredible friends,
Blood related,
Love oriented,
If away from home,
Nostalgic for them,
Grown up together,
Soul mates for ever.
poem by Jyoti Sunit Chaudhary
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Home Grown Tomatoes
There aint nothin in the world that I like better than bacon n lettuce n
Home grown tomatoes up in the mornin, out in the garden
Get you a ripe one, dont pick a hard un plant em in the spring, eat em in
The summer all winter without em is a culinary bummer I forget all about the
Sweatinand the digginevery time I go out and pick me a big un home grown
Tomatoes, home grown tomatoes what would life be like without home grown
Tomatoes only two things that money cant buy
Thats true love and home grown tomatoes you can go out to eat an thats for
Sure but theres nothina home grown tomatoe wont cure put em in a salad, put
em in a stew
You can make your own tomatoe juice
You can eat em with eggs, eat em with gravy you can eat em with beans, pinto
Or navy put em on the side, put em in the middle home grown tomatoes on a hot
Cake griddle home grown tomatoes, home grown tomatoes what would life be like
Without home grown tomatoes only two things that money cant buy
Thats true love and home grown tomatoes if is to change this life I lead
You could call me johnny tomatoe seed
cause I know what this country needs
Home grown tomatoes in every yard you see when I die dont bury me
In a box in a cold dark cemetery
Out in the garden would be much better
cause I could be pushin up a home grown tomatoe home grown tomatoes, home
Grown tomatoes what would life be like without home grown tomatoes only two
Things that money cant buy
Thats true love and home grown tomatoes
Words and music by guy clark
song performed by by John Denver
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Hidden Wishes
Hidden wishes are not the best ones,
To keep secret.
Not when two are sharing space,
In a relationship as mates.
And seen before sleeping,
With eyes opened wide...
To awaken to bare blemishes,
On a daily naked basis to rub against...
A touching of hips, legs and thighs.
If lies become treasured...
And from one,
Another hides.
When mates that close become distrusting,
Whether or not legal vows had been exchanged.
A presence of love can be said was never there.
Or a devotion known between them shown.
What depth of caring is done if no one is aware.
When two are sharing space,
On a daily basis in a relationship as mates...
Hidden wishes are not the best to keep,
Between two left unconnected.
And separately discreet.
But meeting each other to heat under sheets,
With a keeping of hidden wishes secret.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Soul Mates
Soul mates they seemed, soul mates they stayed,
Lion and lioness,
Thus side-by-side and unafraid,
Portraying happiness...
No growls, no scowls, no random roars,
No bared teeth warnings shared,
No staring eyes, no clutching claws,
Just peace because they cared...
Soul mates they seemed, soul mates they stayed,
United in their quest,
Together in the sun or shade,
Yet mostly when at rest...
Life's trials were tackled day-by-day
And also night-by-night,
For lions seldom run away
When each one has to fight...
Soul mates they seemed, soul mates they stayed,
This was their destiny,
Such that from this not one had strayed,
For this was meant to be...
No wonder, then, that peace remained,
Each knew their place, no doubt
And from such wisdom much is gained...
And that's what life's about...
Denis Martindale, copyright, December 2012.
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Soul Mates'.
More Stephen Gayford poems here:
denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com
poem by Denis Martindale
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Friends
In our childhoods days
Together we would play
People said we were inseparable
Like a brother then
My protective friend
He would always take good care of me
Friends thats what we are just
Friends no more or less oh
Here we are sharing so much fun
Friends why cant he see that I want him
To be more than my friend
Years have come and gone
Still our friendships strong
Now hes more than just the boy next door
Im in love with him
Guess Ive always been
He doesnt know hes all Im living for
Friends thats all we are just
Friends so near yet so far from love
And oh the joy that he can bring
Friends why cant he see that I want him
To be more than my friend
Id like to tell him that I need him bad
But Im afraid if I do I might lose
The only friend that I have
Friends thats all we are just
Friends so near yet so far from love and thus
Well always remain friends
Friends why cant he see that I want us
To be more than just friends
song performed by by Donna Summer
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Stained Soul-mates
Two love birds sitting in their new home
Reminiscing their life as Mr. and Mrs.
Their rings shine with colorful ink:
Happiness, love, and grief
Happiness is a deep red.... as if blood
Love is a light pink like spring flowers
Grief is a horrible dark green...... as if toxins
All of these colors stain them together
Stained soul-mates
poem by Tiffany Fawcett
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Nostalgic Valentine Paper Heart
nostalgic valentine paper heart
reads a smeared I love you
given to me by a soul who’s long past.
and now dust in a buried coffin.
he professed he would love me until he died
promptly fulfilling that promise
with a gun in his mouth
and a nostalgic valentine paper heart
in his hand..
1-17-08
jaw
poem by Shannon Wright
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Three Friends
One for three..three for one
For the love of poetry
here we are in unity
For better or for worse
We promise to love and care for each other
Being always there when needed
Across the miles burning our wires
For that’s what friends are for, isn't it?
Other friends come and go
Real friends come in when the world goes out
Embracing each others pains and sufferings
Sharing our laughter, joys and victories
Together we will fly on eagle’s wings
Soaring high, way up to the sky
Even beyond the sunset and the seas
Chasing and reaching our rainbow connection
One dream for three friends
Three people sharing one dream
Three hearts, three beats
All for the love and unity in poetry
One for three..three for one…
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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The potted plant
Parents were there that I had no boy friends
Husband is there; I avoid men’s company
Children are grown that I stopped flirting.
I have thus grown without a scandal.
As a plant, well pruned and potted.
23.02.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Little Susan
Air -- "The Pride of Caldair"
Once there was a little girl
And her friends loved her dear --
Her parents loved their little one,
She did their hearts cheer.
They loved their little darling,
As with them she did roam,
They called her little Susan,
The pride of their home.
Blue eyes had little Susan,
And light flaxen hair,
And she was a pleasant child to see,
So beautiful and fair.
With her parents she will never more
On earth with them roam --
They loved their little Susan,
The pride of their home.
Her parents had more children,
There were nine of them all --
There are eight of them living,
For God but one called.
The flower of their family
God called to his home,
It was their little Susan,
The pride of their home.
Her friends will not forget her,
Though she died years ago --
It was John H. Moore's daughter,
Her age was four years old.
She is waiting in heaven,
Waiting for her friends to come
And be with their little Susan,
The pride of their home.
poem by Julia A Moore
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Family Meeting
I looked around and saw no one
But fractured bodies of restless faces
Mixed personalities of several mates
Harassing with perfect home grown language
Oduma, the trader town crier
Agitator of recreated home rules
Bent on haughty open hostilities
Against those coming home for help
The new comer that one would wish
To have a welcome full of joy
Congregating with so much hope
In a family meeting with so much venom
Alcohol stricken old men
What sin resides in a city dweller
Coming home to a family meeting
Known squarely to a living parent
In a village unknown to the kids
Certain things sure need to change
Living parents please heed this cry
Open the door of the country side
Teach the tongue, Teach the ways
When It Hurts Enough To Cry
When it hurts enough to cry,
Like when your parents give you up, and you don't know why.
Parents just like my own,
Didn't want anything to do with me, till I was grown.
Why do some parents give up their kids,
Do they ever regret later that they did?
My parents weren't there through the teen years,
Or seeing me graduate which brought me tears.
I hardly heard I love you son,
When growing up, I can't remember having any fun.
Something my dad said has always stuck in my head,
When I was five he said he wished I was dead.
Doesn't he know my heart was torn?
I never did ask to be born.
Parents are suppose to love their kids,
And it will show later what a good job they did.
They say you can't choose your mom or dad,
Cause if I could I wouldn't be so sad.
But I always remember what Jesus said,
''Always love your mom and dad.''
poem by Roger Dodd
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Sharing a triumph with someone you love is an incredible high.
quote by Cynthia Weil
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Invisible
Did you spot the girl
Who sat all alone,
On a bench in a playground
Outcast and unknown? ......
The mates meet up early
To recall and recite
From the programmes they watched
On the previous night
The girl on the bench
Her eyes dart pensively
She doesn't join in
As she has no tv
The mates meet for break
Strong opinions they share
On what clothes they like
Trends in labels to wear
The girl on the bench
Turns away in her shame
She doesn't join in
Shabby clothes on her frame
The mates meet for lunch
The school rings with loud prattle
The alpha females
Choose a cage they can rattle
The girl on the bench
muted through her own choice
She doesn't join in
scared of her own small voice
The mates have a moan
At their parents restrictions
Loving guardian's angst
They interpret as friction.
The girl on the bench
Knows the deal she's been dealt
She doesn't join in
Little love has she felt
The mates gather up
Final bell has been rung
The school empties out
All except one...........
The girl on the bench
Sadly stands and walks home
How she longs to fit in
And not feel so alone.
poem by Stevie Taite
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Prayers of parents make a peaceful heaven to a home
Prayers of parents make a peaceful heaven to a home
The children who neglect their parents will be cursed,
The Nature makes such children’s house a hellish dome,
They are lucky children who are blessed by their parents,
It is said that there is a heaven under the legs of mother,
The children love or not to their mother but she loves all,
She embraces good or bad children but she can’t smother,
Mother is habituated to pray to God for all their happiness,
A few children won’t love their parents but love their wives,
In old age parents are in need of only their children’s love,
Who devote God, adore parents will be happy in their lives,
Love of parents always comes to children from the sky above,
God bless those children who are blessed by their parents,
And God curse those children who are cursed by their parents.
poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Soulmates
The times that the two of us would
Walk hand in hand- not a word would be spoken
But we would understand.
Sitting at the table - both in heavy thought
Wondering how it started
Why had we ever fought.
We both got up and smiled-and said sorry to each other
For our hearts knew, there could never be another.
We are truly soul mates,
and we know each other so well
And to be without each other-would be a living hell.
We may fight and bicker as all couples do
But life is not worth living, if it’s not beside you.
soul mates are two hearts and minds both jointly entwined
That want to be together until the end of time.
They know what each other is thinking
Long before it’s done and said
For two truly soul mates are in each others head.
poem by Louis Rams
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Love Familial
Is it not, family a culture-symbol
Racing human found advanced to safeguard..
Conceived family to conceptualise society
To protect humanity all with moral values
So much love in related bond
In pain, in pleasure, in woes, in comforts
Who else than parents, blood-linked kins
Help, aid, assist with love and care
Not at instances but life through
And familial love is..
For ever 'affectionately yours'
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Old Friends
Old friends, old friends,
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes of the old friends
Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends.
Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a parkbench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Gladness
A person I wanted to be,
A person I have never been,
A person created by thee,
And for Thee she should be,
For the moment I've been happy,
as I saw a forest rising from the desert,
digging the holes of my houses,
from the gheto I've grown,
From the time I was young,
Refused by friends as of my dirtness,
roaming around like a street dog,
today I stand to select them,
Sorrounded by friends reminds me of something,
The time I smelt like a rotten wound,
when I have friends also called flies,
kissing and touching my lips,
Invitation cards takes me far,
to the bottom of a dump site,
with different cards and cakes,
sharing with my friends called Insects,
Am glad I was alive and stable,
having a rest over the tree shadow,
Someone may come and take my shadow,
am glad that I enjoyed it all,
till this moment of fun,
wondering with my imaginative world,
the world exist in my only mind,
and the government is about to come,
to take my remainings away,
my friends will cry for me,
as am heading to my real home,
waiting for you to come,
the home where no one is greater,
same clothes, same home, same bedroom,
and we will be together friend,
Am glad I was a human and mate you.
goodbye.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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Advice to Little Children
Bless those little children
That love to go to school;
Blessed be the children
That obey the golden rule.
Children, love your parents,
For they have cared for you;
When you were little infants
They watched and prayed for you.
CHORUS:
Bless those little children
That go to Sabbath school,
For they hear of Jesus,
And learn the golden rule.
Prayed that you might some day
Give a pleasant smile,
Be a comfort in their old age,
And be a loving child.
Now my little children,
Be cheerful in your song,
And make your home an Eden,
For all the day long.
Chorus --
Love your little school-mates,
Be gentle in your play,
Be kind to your teachers,
And their commands obey.
Oh! then you will be happy
In the bright world to come,
For then your friends will love you
Forever, little ones.
poem by Julia A Moore
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Lay All Your Love On Me
(b. andersson / b. ulvaeus)
Laa...
I wasnt jealous before we met,
Now every woman I see is a potential threat.
And Im possessive, it isnt nice.
Youve heard me saying that smoking was my only vice.
But now it isnt true,
Now everything is new,
And all Ive learned has overturned.
I beg of you...
Dont go wasting your emotion,
Lay all your love on me.
(dont go sharing your devotion)
It was like shooting a sitting duck.
A little smalltalk, a smile, and baby I was stuck.
I still dont know what youve done with me;
A grown-up woman should never fall so easily.
I feel a kind of fear,
When I dont have you near.
Unsatisfied, I skip my pride,
I beg you dear...
Dont go wasting your emotion,
Lay all your love on me.
Dont go sharing your devotion,
Lay all your love on me.
Ive had a few little love affairs.
They didnt last very long and theyve been pretty scarce.
I used to think I was sensible,
It makes the truth even more incomprehensible.
cause everything is new,
And everything is you,
And all Ive learned has overturned.
What can I do?
Dont go wasting your emotion,
Lay all your love on me.
Dont go sharing your devotion,
Lay all your love on me
Dont go wasting your emotion,
Lay all your love on me.
Dont go sharing your devotion,
Lay all your love on me. (dont go)
Dont go wasting your emotion,
Lay all your love on me.
Dont go sharing your devotion...
song performed by by Erasure
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