The Anniversary Of My First Poem To My Lovely Lady
It is the anniversary of my first writing a romantic poem for My Fair Lady, which left me alone at the end I Want everybody read my poems and feel in my pain cause to this day I had never forget her for a while cause I love her so much from all my heart
Thanks everybody.
Sincerely
The Romantic Man
Ali Ayoob Sabry
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To my dear expensive
'To my dear expensive'
Princess dreams to the picturesque beauty
I try hard to be out to you across continents
But destiny is written
To be away from each other
I will not forget throughout my life until the day I die
I have lived for days with you expensive
I do not know why you left me simply at the end of the road
You left me alone in the darkness of the road
We were living the story of romantic love has not lived them one by
I am now sitting alone among the trees cry
I did not find one comforts me and raises my morale
You are only estimated to forget me forever my sorrow
I have loved you love blind
I love quiet
Description forever and ever
You're The one you live inside my white heart
I will pay you love after love
I will grow up in my loving for you day after day
I will never forget you in whole my life forever
For days and long years you will stay my lovely princess
I hope to see you soon honey
God bless you in wholek your life
'Sincerely Your Lover Forever'
'The Romantic Man'
'Ali Sabry'
My Wonderful Beautiful Lady Has Golden Eyes
Your angel eyes cursed me from the first time I met you
Your eyes have magic made me follow you simply
Your eyes colors stolen the color of the honey
Because the color of your eyes its gold
Your eyes shining in the night same the stars in the sky
I had never seen like you in whole the world
On all these specifications in you is not finished yet because you are unlimited in the beauty
Your long blond hair is very awesome
When the air plays with your blond hair & its fly when you are walking
Oh my god
I'm dying on this section of your beauty
Your awesome beauty chasing me everywhere I go
I can't remove you from my head simply
I see your picture always in front of my eyes
You burned fire inside my heart
I woke up on a dream I can't tolerance it simply
I can't tolerance your love simply
You are very hard love on me
But at the end I must accept it because this is my fate
May be I can't do everything for you that you want
But I have a white romantic heart it's for you only
So please except this heart that it's in your hands
I don't have money but I have this heart
I can give you only the real love in whole your life
But I can't build castles in the air & all suddenly fail down on the ground
This is me my lovely lady
The answer is up to you
I'm waiting for your answer
I became a romantic poet because of you
I became a famous poet & everybody know my love for you how its looks like
I loved you from the first time I met you
You are always in my head & I had never forget you for a while
I will still love you forever in whole my life
To my last day of my life
To my death day
You are my first love & my last love in whole my life forever, forever
Sincerely
Your Lover Forever In Whole Your Life
The Romantic Man
Ali Sabry
I Do Not Only Loving You
I do not only loving you
I'm dying on you honey
I'm dying on your romantic love
Only my god know how much I'm loving you from whole my white romantic heart
I'm walking in your air when I am with you
& your opinions sure it's very important for me
For make myself loving you
Whole my thinking only is about you
My brain is busy only for you specially
I do not only loving you
You are my life angel
I wish that I can stay with you in all the time
I wish that I can spend whole my life with you only
Darling you mean to me whole the world
Your love is unlimited
Your loves no have borders
You are my infinity romantic love
Anything Romantic To Say
I sat down to write
a romantic poem
confessing I love you.
However, I guess I’m not
in a romantic mood today,
as I couldn’t find
anything romantic to say.
The words it seems
have left my head,
which only leaves me
one thing to do,
and that is to go to bed.
27 April 2008
poem by David Harris
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My inspirational poets
Let me think of the Vietnamese literature
let me miss the poet named Ba Huyen Thanh Quan
Who is so lovely and so warm.
As her romantic love poems are so clever and
forever for thousand years.
Let me dream of Nguyen Du
in the romantic love story of Lady called Kieu
that is so fantastic love life
and the beautiful nature 's lovely way
still lives in his poems forever.
Let my soul sinks in their marvelous poems
that are so simple and so beautiful for thousand years
AS my childhood fills all of their poems
that let me stirs the emotion never forget.
To their beautiful poems are forever and always.
poem by Natasa Tocuc
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The Romantic Feeling
Feeling romantic is quite a strange feeling
A feeling that really has no meaning
A feeling aroused by the spark of passion
That grows like fire and engulfs your emotions
Till you feel a partial end has come..
To an infinite craving..which appeared like a storm..
Of deep seated desires..and left behind absolutely nothing..
But for a little more craving…
For the same old pleasure or pain..
As we scamper towards a mirage like goal in vain
Our mind is consumed by these distant targets
Which we want to shedoff but just can’t forget
As these impossible thoughts keep knocking
Deep within our subconscious self
We feel the pain but just can’t help
We feel the pleasure one simply can’t share
But can cherish and treasure for a few moments in life
In vivid fantasies of our romantic strifes
It is all up there within our minds
A romantic feeling …it’s truly unkind
It kisses and flogs your heart and senses
It breaks through all your mental defences
The craving remains etched forever
As you stride ahead an inch nearer to nowhere
But somewhere in the mind
In a romantic love state that is blind
Making love to your stars on the silver screen
As you kiss their lips and feel their skin
You may waltz with the moon..or challenge death
Or converse with God..to keep the faith
To be the earthy fragrance of moist soil
Or to be the sensuous perfume of some scented oil
Or to be the lifeless oil itself..that gives the glow
To some soft fair skin..a desire for another sin..
You may want to feel the pain, which others have felt
Go through the same emotions somebody else has dealt
You may cling to your sweetheart pillow and cry all night
You may want to break a wall with all your might
You may be a rock star in a barren piece of land
You may not have a guitar and you may not have a band
You may love someone you’ll never see
But will be in love with the imageries of her facial glee
As I scribble down the thoughts..the verses don’t come
In my turgid heart..I feel lonesome
I may have whatever I want
But I still don’t have that something that haunts..
That haunts me! …over and over again…
Like a poem or a song that has no end
poem by Avik Datta Gupta
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I Wanted My Poem To Be A Real Poem
I WANTED MY POEM TO BE A REAL POEM
I wanted my poem to be a real poem-
I have read and studied and memorized
So many real poems-
I wanted my poem to be one of them
Which others would read and feel and memorize
And make their own –
We want and we want and we want
And who are we with all our wanting?
Who am I with all my wanting?
One more dreamer
One more ambitious person
One more lover of poems
One more writer of poems
One more wanter of real poems
Who writes this poem
For others
who dream like me
of writing real poems.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Unromantic Me
Someone said to me
that their partner wasn’t romantic.
Unfortunately, a lot of men are like that.
It doesn’t mean they don’t love
their partners, quite the contrary,
they love them the best way they can.
However, woman sees romance
quite differently from men.
To me a kiss and cuddle that is romantic,
but a women on the other hand
say receiving candy and flowers is romantic too.
However, ladies look beyond the frilly wrapping paper there.
Just find a man with a good heart
and who will always be true.
He may not be romantic
but at least you know he loves only you.
28 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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Romance Books And Poems
I have read many
Romantic things
Twilight
Romeo and Juliet
Sonnet 130
by Shakespeare
the small romantic parts of
Harry Potter
and more
So you can call me
a romantic
and I will
just
agree
because
I am one
poem by Delphi Arbor
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Romance Seconds Me, Where Ever I Go
In your old age you too are trailed romantic,
Adolescent, manhood, triangle, -the tricks .
Love in any form is romance,
It is either an intoxication or trance.
When romance says you good bye,
...Love from your life by itself flies..
When I write a poem, -I cry,
I had tried, I failed, I try.
You Beauty, -your hello lips,
Mellow voice, willowing-cave,
Youthful shape, flash in my rib ,
When I paint, -the Eye –romance,
The eternity peeps, and dances,
I say, simply, it is and I a romantic.
Shakespeare for the Dark Lady,
Turned romantic and shady,
Tagore, -swam in Labana’s lake,
He, you, and me, assumed fake,
Live and let live to bake romance’s cake
A little bioscope-romantic sake.
Is my birth for some One’s romance,
Between Time and Nature, -a romantic play,
Am I one of Every man’s humor?
With each change of transient –clay.
Satan’s virtue made Eve, romantic,
Adam’s test of forbidden fruit,
In our life’s flow installed romantic root.
Could I live without my mother,
Whose concern by virtue is romantic,
And with my darling oblivious,
My untold hang, whispers unheard song,
In her charmed magic, to saturate the prong.
My God is romance incarnate,
And the Fate I tackle is so,
Romance seconds me where ever I go
poem by Ray Subrata Ray
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Romance Seconds Me, Where Ever I Go
In your old age you too are trailed romantic,
Adolescent, manhood, triangle, -the tricks .
Love in any form is romance,
It is either an intoxication or trance.
When romance says you good bye,
...Love from your life by itself flies..
When I write a poem, -I cry,
I had tried, I failed, I try.
You Beauty, -your hello lips,
Mellow voice, willowing-cave,
Youthful shape, flash in my rib ,
When I paint, -the Eye –romance,
The eternity peeps, and dances,
I say, simply, it is and I a romantic.
Shakespeare for the Dark Lady,
Turned romantic and shady,
Tagore, -swam in Labana’s lake,
He, you, and me, assumed fake,
Live and let live to bake romance’s cake
A little bioscope-romantic sake.
Is my birth for some One’s romance,
Between Time and Nature, -a romantic play,
Am I one of Every man’s humor?
With each change of transient –clay.
Satan’s virtue made Eve, romantic,
Adam’s test of forbidden fruit,
In our life’s flow installed romantic root.
Could I live without my mother,
Whose concern by virtue is romantic,
And with my darling oblivious,
My untold hang, whispers unheard song,
In her charmed magic, to saturate the prong.
My God is romance incarnate,
And the Fate I tackle is so,
Romance seconds me where ever I go.
poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
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Romance Seconds Me, Where Ever I Go by Ray Subrata
In your old age you too are trailed romantic,
Adolescent, manhood, triangle, -the tricks.
Love in any form is romance,
It is either an intoxication or trance.
When romance says you good bye,
…Love from your life by itself flies..
When I write a poem, -I cry,
I had tried, I failed, I try.
You beauty your hello lips,
Mellow voice, willowing-cave,
Youthful shape, flash in my tape,
When I paint, -the Eye –romance,
The eternity peeps, and dances,
I say, simply, it is a romance.
Shakespeare for the Dark Lady,
Turned romantic and shady,
Tagore, -swam in Labana’s lake,
He, you, and me, assume fake,
A little bio-scope-romantic sake.
Is my birth for some One’s romance,
Between Time and Nature, -a romantic play,
Am I one of Every man’s humor?
With each change of transient –clay.
My God is romance incarnate,
And the Fate I tackle is so,
Romance seconds me where ever I go.
poem by Ray Subrata Ray
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A Romantic Life Adventure!
Sentimental, emotional, great characters love romantic life;
Passionate, engaged and attached they like to live long life;
Fun, entertainment and amusements they have in romance;
Romantic love life these human beings live true to heart ever!
Longing for love they do all to get the hand of sweet heart;
Love, marriages and divorces and love again they try ever!
For the satisfaction of the self they do romance forever here
And live alone ever in life longing for love till the end comes.
Romantic fellows lament about the friends and loves lost in life;
Beginning, middle and end the means followed never the same
Because adventure is the spice and taste of romantic life here;
Many yet live romantic life because the pleasure is exotic ever!
A romantic life is the dream of many a guy and girl since long
Though success is rare failures they are ready to face and die!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Long Live Love
Romantic lighting
Romantic kissing
Romantic loveing
Romantic living
poem by Bethany Williams
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A Romantic Life Adventure!
Sentimental, emotional, great characters love romantic life;
Passionate, engaged and attached they like to live long life;
Fun, entertainment and amusements they have in romance;
Romantic love life these human beings live true to heart ever!
Longing for love they do all to get the hand of sweet heart;
Love, marriages and divorces and love again they try ever!
For the satisfaction of the self they do romance forever here
And live alone ever in life longing for love till the end comes.
Romantic fellows lament about the friends and loves lost in life;
Beginning, middle and end the means followed never the same
Because adventure is the spice and taste of romantic life here;
Many yet live romantic life because the pleasure is exotic ever!
A romantic life is the dream of many a guy and girl since long
Though success is rare failures they are ready to face and die!
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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Sometimes You Wish Someone Will Know The Greatness Of A Poem
sometimes as you write a hundred or more poems
you wish someone with taste
the one without which nothing will be called 'poetic'
shall read you and understand the greatness of your
words and style,
someone with a long black hair
smooth skin and possessing that intellectual flare
reads one of your poems and says
' i like this and i shall keep this
did you really write this? '
and you are so flattered that you forget that all the while
on the 5,000th poem
you have been writing all about yourself
on some pain of rejection
that love interest that never responded
that one so beautiful and yet had never laid her eyes on you.
and then, you smile, after all on that poem
inside those images, you appear to be lovable
and she, is never one ordinary fan.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When You're In Love
When you're in love
You don't know much about it
Not in your mind
Romantic love
Rots the brain, no doubt about it
You're out of your mind, you're out of your mind
Seeing things like your heart with wings
Then you hear violin strings playing
Feel all the things that you feel you should
You would lie, you would kill, you would die
At least that's what you're saying
The worst thing is that you really would
When you're in love
You don't know much about it
Not in your mind
Romantic love
Rots the brain, no doubt about it
You're out of your mind, you're out of your mind
Six thousand million people in the world
And you say there's just one
The only one, and you must be together
And if they love you the pain is so sweet
And it just gets better and better
And if they don't
You want them more than ever
When you're in love
You don't know much about it
Not in your mind
Romantic love
Rots the brain, no doubt about it
You're out of your mind, you're out of your mind
song performed by by Proclaimers
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Love Letter Not Posted
Love Letter Not Posted.
I got a sweet email, yes romantic as well,
something about holding hands
and things that tend to follow a passionate kiss.
She had read my poems and thought I was
a darling! I thought of sending her a love poem
but desisted as my poems tend to be cynical;
beside there is a question of grooming.
Dear heart, thank you for the email, I shall not
answer you, but quietly dream of what could
could have been if I had been seventeen, and
not a grumpy old man who wears a winter coat
for comfort even in June.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Isn't It Romantic
(feat. Dave Koz)
I've never met you, yet never doubt you
I can't forget you
I've thought you out, dear
I know your profile and I know the way you kiss
Just the thing I miss
On a night like this
If dreams are made of imagination
I'm not afraid of my own creation
With all my heart my heart is here for you to take
Why should I quake
I'm not awake
Isn't it romantic?
Music in the night, a dream that can be heard.
Isn't it romantic?
Moving shadows write the oldest magic word.
I hear the breezes playing in the trees above
While all the world is saying you were meant for love.
Isn't it romantic
Merely to be young on such a night as this?
Isn't it romantic?
Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss.
Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
Do you mean that I will fall in love per chance?
Isn't it romance?
[Instrumental]
I hear the breezes playing in the trees above
While all the world is saying you were meant for love.
Isn't it romantic
Merely to be young on such a night as this?
Isn't it romantic?
Every note that's sung is like a lover's kiss.
Sweet symbols in the moonlight,
Do you mean that I will fall in love per chance?
Isn't it romance?
Isn't it romance?
Isn't it romance?
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Not Romantic
My wife says I'm not romantic,
I don't suppose I am
I think I'm just an average bloke
Doing the best I can;
I think about my lady
And not just now and then
I tell her that I love her
As much as other men.
But this is NOT romantic
It's just not good enough!
She wants the constant flattery
She wants the gooey stuff;
Not just every weekend
Or even days between
She wants the flowers hourly
And treating like a queen.
If truth be told, I'm lazy
And think it doesn't matter
I haven't got the eloquence,
The charm, the chat, the patter;
I've got to be quite honest,
Straightforward and pedantic
My wife is right, I'm not
And never will be a romantic.
(Written June 2000)
poem by John Carter Brown
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