The Old Pair There
The old pair there they seem so very happy and they are two who've never sought renown
Raised on the same street they were childhood sweethearts and they raised their children here in their Hometown
Still so much in love and they in their late sixties they walk in the Town Parkland hand in hand
And others unhappy in their third or fourth marriage us human beings are hard to understand.
How come some can fall in love in their teen years and stay in love for the rest of their life
After all these years she's in love with her husband and after all these years he's in love with his wife
Whilst others go through many wives or husbands and their marriage always seems to end in tears
But they go searching for another partner they've fallen in and out of love for years
And could it be that they've never found their soul mate and unhappiness in love is all they find
They fall in and out of love so very quickly but then again some do say love is blind
But some will stay in love till death will take one and the living one for the dead one will grieve
Suppose they who stay in love for their whole lifetime in each others worth must firmly believe.
They've been in love since they were in their teen years and arm in arm they walk along the street
They are so in love after fifty years of marriage as if last week for the first time they did meet
Whilst others are in their fourth or fifth marriage but their love out of love's feeling seems to run
And then they go off in search of another perhaps it's in the chase they find their fun.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Too Old To Work And Too Young To Die
That time catches up on us all is surely not a lie
He is too old to work and he is too young to die
On retirement pension and quite bored with life
He spends much of his time arguing with his wife
On their fortieth year of marriage and love between them long dead
With a son and daughter and seven grandchildren and old age ahead
Since the warm feelings of love in their life has gone cold
They have nothing to look forward to but growing old
He and his wife in their mid to late sixties and their best years long gone
And only the will to live keeps them living on
Years ago they used to walk hand in hand to the park off of the street
But nowadays out walking them one never does meet
On his own in the pub he sits and drinks his beer
Looking rather unhappy and lacking in cheer.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Fifty Years Of Marriage
With dye and hair colouring they cover their gray
Their fifty years of marriage they celebrate today
Through fifty years of marriage they have argued their way
In their love hate relationship one well might say.
Their better days one can say for them are long gone
And they age without grace though time is ticking on
Their children are grand-parents and the years on them show
Since they too are ageing and their fastest pace slow.
Fifty happy years together by some we are told
But others who know them well and with their words more bold
Will tell you they never did see eye to eye
But why they stay together one must wonder why.
They have stayed together for so many years
One can hardly say of them the lovely old dears
Since they both are quite quarrelsome and grumpy as well
Perhaps without quarrels life for them would be hell.
Fifty years together and the same bed they share
Yet even in public places at each other they swear
Such marriages as their's suppose never were rare
They are not the World's only dysfunctional pair.
Today their descendants will celebrate the marriage of their Pop and Gran
And applaud this wonderful woman and man
But the truth of their marriage they will never tell
How they seem to enjoy giving each other hell.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Her...
I can never get my mind off her,
I wonder if she'd mind if i'd,
make her my own,
and never let her go,
hug her tight,
treat her right,
act all polite,
take her on a date,
make sure i'm never late,
kiss her on her lips,
talk about our kids,
Make her feel like princess,
living in a castle,
hope that is not too much hassle,
But i am so blessed,
hope i can be the best,
hold you tight,
have your BR3A$t,
on my chest,
pass the test,
NOW YOUR MINE!
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The Price Of Dead Love
His marriage is over but he has no tears
For the woman he was married to for just over two years
Though he miss his baby daughter when he comes home from work at night
In his marriage she was his one source of delight.
She is with his ex wife her mother who lives with her new man
And for him in her life his ex has only one plan
That he pay his alimony to her on Friday of every week
They no longer have common ground on which to speak.
On their wedding day he thought 'twould be for life
He was so in love with his beautiful wife
But just after two years of marriage love between them is dead
That the ways of love can be fickle no truer words said.
That his ex wife has left him for another he finds that as okay
But he misses his baby daughter when he comes home from work every day
That life has it's ups and downs it's always been this way
And the price of dead love it can be high to pay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Love Or Marriage
I am now over thirty,
Still going on enjoying liberty,
Want to go on enjoying more,
Trying to inform you with a roar,
That am still in love fore sure.
It is my will to keep love awake,
Marriage-the thing
That draws love a break,
Let this thing keep aside,
Love will live though we died.
I don't find any other way,
My heart is in trouble
And mind in sway,
What to do and what not to do,
Like the lawyers for justice sue.
I don't want love bid adue,
After marriage it is hard to redo,
Love supports life
But marriage deports love,
What to do now have become tuff,
If there is love yet after marriage,
Going for marriage would be -
A mater of my encourage.
poem by Uttam Biswas
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They Were So Very Different
And who can blame the husband and who can blame the wife
Their marriage doomed for failure it could not last for life
They were so very different so different in every way
The ways of love not easy as some are known to say.
She the aspiring artist and he a fan of sport
And in her work he never encouraged her and offered her support
Their love bloomed for a few years and died so suddenly
They both live separate lives now and each other seldom see.
And when they meet just a brief meeting such as hello or good day
They find that to each other they don't have much to say
Her art is her great passion he has his football team
Their marriage doomed for failure from early on it did seem.
Their two years of marriage did not bring children that does not seem too bad
In their case the family court need not resolve parental disputes between mum and dad
Love between them blossomed for a brief while but that was in the past
And like 'tis said few things in life do ever seem to last.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Paper Plan
Dont need no ring, no wedding band,
We dont need no paper plan,
Just take my hand, for youre my man,
All we we need to understand,
The rules of love, are way beyond ordinary man,
Weve got, marriage of the heart,
Nothing is going to keep us apart.
I know, Ill know whenever he needs me because,
I am sure that he knows that love is, love is the tie that binds,
Clear enough, so take my hand, our love is here to stay,
Loves insecure, yet we are sure, we dont need the paper play,
No book or rule should ever use emotion for a tool.
Marriage of the heart, marriage of the heart, no written page could tear us apart.
Oh I know that old rules are not the tools for a modern world,
Sign love on the line, sign love on the line.
When you found a way, love will stay from then until forever more,
Just take the hand of your man, thats all you need to understand,
The rules of love, are way beyond ordinary man.
Marriage of the heart, nothing is going to keep us apart.
I know, that Ill go wherever he needs me because,
Im sure that he knows that love is, love is the tie binds,
Ill know, Ill go, Im sure he needs me and that Ill go.
song performed by by Grace Jones
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A marriage of two
A marriage of two
is for love that is true
A marriage of two
is always something new
A marriage of two
happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two
is worth it when its due
A marriage of two
is a marriage of trust
Many can find themselves lost
It can be an expensive cost
They are only very few
who have a clue
of when love accrues
A marriage of two
is about love making
It is not about
money raking
A marriage of two
can be bad
A marriage of two
can be sad
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two
is for love that is true
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
www.sylviachidi.co.uk
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Your Golden Wedding Day
It was fifty years ago Mom
That you saw that special smile.
He was handsome, tall and debonair
He was definitely your style.
She was everything you wanted, Dad
Your search came to an end.
Your asked her if she’d be your wife
So your lives could soon began.
She needed time she said, to date
But found no man to compare
So you drifted close together
Into a love so strong, so rare.
The children came eventually
There were good times, and yes, some bad
And though your marriage vows were tested
You found a love you’d never had.
You laid a strong foundation
That many kids grow up without
And I’ll take this time to thank you
Our home had love, there was no doubt.
And now it seems impossible
That fifty years have past.
You were blessed with special qualities
For a marriage that would last.
As we gather here together
We all just want to say,
A special “Congratulations”
On your Golden Wedding Day.
poem by Marilyn Lott
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A marriage of two is for love that is true...
A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues
A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true
poem by Shashidhar Kumar
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A Marriage Of Two Is For Love That Is True
A marriage of two is for love that is true
A marriage of two is always something new
A marriage of two happens sometimes out of the blue
A marriage of two is worth it when it’s due
A marriage of two is a marriage of trust
They are only very few who have a clue of when love accrues
A marriage of two is about love making
It is not about money raking
You should only be glad if
A marriage of two is for love that is true
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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A Good Marriage
A good marriage is made of equal respect
And the ability to communicate
You have to be able to talk to each other
You have to be able to relate
You have to show each other every day
How much in love you are
It takes two people to make it work
Together, not from afar
Some say you don't have to work on a marriage
Marriages work out on their own
Those are the people who live in denial
And usually end up alone
And don't forget we all have our faults
stay strong and feed off each others strength
Worry about being happy in your marriage
And less about it's length
All I can tell you is what works for us
And it's been working for over 30 years
We've shared love, respect and a wonderful friendship
And we have even shared a few tears
I wouldn't trade marriage for all the money in the world
I would never trade the man that I love
We are an example of what real soul mates are
And our marriage was blessed from God above
I LOVE YOU CHUCK
by Dianna Nally
8/31/08
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982: Sannyasin
Sex between any two is banned,
But marriage gives sex the grant,
Not just a grant, it acts to sanctify,
Which otherwise society shall defy,
Love makes sex a love-making,
Supreme expression of love, but nothing,
Sex is a body-act, love is that of minds,
Love is life, though marriage may be a grind,
What happens to a marriage without love,
Goes on for the children in the hub,
If one such meets love in an accident out,
Marriage comes to a halt without a doubt,
In such a marriage how long sex shall continue,
As long as one is other’s detainee,
Sannyasin you may feel, I know its prostitution,
Though may give-in to you, knows the love-institution,
When family is splintered, what use of the marriage,
There is more in life than money and falls prestige,
Learn to be bold and use a marriage meter to gauge,
Free yourselves than being in each other’s cage.
(May 27,2006)
poem by Amit Biswas
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She Don't Love Me
I love her but she don’t love me
She thinks she love another man
And he’s no good you understand
I love her but she don’t love me
Running round drinking every night
He’ll never treat my baby right
I love her but she don’t love me
She don’t know the things he does
She don’t know the women he loves
I love her but she don’t love me
How long before she quits the chase
Seeing chasing that man is a total waste
I love her but she don’t love me
He’s not the kind to settle down
Breaking hearts all over town
I love her but she don’t love me
I tell her every chance I get
She’s not ready to accept that yet
I love her but she don’t love me
I’m going to get me that girl
Show her that she is my world
I love her but she don’t love me
Can’t anyone love her as I do
If you knew her you’d love her to
I love her she don’t love me
I have loved her for many years
She caused me to shed many tears
I love her she don’t love me
Thinking of her my heart bleeds
I’m always there anytime she needs
I love her but she don’t love me
I’ll live in misery on my own
If I can’t have her I’ll die alone
poem by Vern Eaker
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Ell Briddley
Ell Briddley she knows of the hard side of life
For many years she has been a battered wife
Her late husband Jake often bashed her and their only child Joe
He succumbed to cancer some five years ago.
Her twenty years of marriage one might say tough
And of marriage she feels she's had more than enough
The reason is not hard to understand why
That she will not give marriage another try.
At her husband's passing she did not shed tears
She feels her life with him were sad wasted years
Her son Joe is married in a distant town with a one year old son
And she feels quite proud of how well he has done.
Ell Briddley she is fifty seven years old
And for her years she is attractive to behold
To a few proposals of marriage she has said no
She is one who will not give marriage another go.
Ell Briddley is a happy woman today
And the single life seems to suit her okay
For falling for Jake she paid the bitter price
And now she will remain as single by choice.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Divorcee
She's been through a messy divorce case and single now she will remain
And she feels she's had it with marriage and she'll never marry again
She tried her best to save her marriage at least she gave it her best try
And from her past mistakes she has learnt like they say 'once bitten twice shy'.
She had seven years of married life and five of those years for her hell
And years from now she will remember yes she will remember too well
The beatings she received from her drunken husband as their two young children looked on
And they like their mother feel happy since out of their lives he has gone.
She married for love and love only but her feelings of love quickly soured
And years from now she will remember how beneath his cruel blows she cowered
Her children now ten and eleven feel happier without their dad
He often beat them and their mother and by him they were treated bad.
A woman in her early thirties she has only turned thirty two
And she vows she'll never re-marry that one marriage enough to go through
Her ex husband now is re-married and her sympathies are with his wife
And she hopes that he will treat her kindly and that he's learnt from his mistakes in life.
Her son and daughter soon to be teenagers are all that she worry about
That 'life isn't meant to be easy' at such a young age they found out
She raise them as a single mother and she works hard for them every day
Since her ex husband doesn't pay alimony or help them out in any way.
She vows that she'll die a divorcee and that she'll never marry again
And the sad memories of her broken marriage through her life time with her will remain
For she took the abuse and beatings when she was a callous
man's wife
Still she doesn't feel bitter towards him she merely gets on with her life.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Looking For Love
Do i dare look for love
Are you sure its out there
where do i look where do go
Love can be a number of things
I believe love can be found in many forms
What kind of love are you searching for
The love that makes your heart skip a beat
Or the love of everything that is beautiful
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Love comes unexpectedly and leaves just as quickly
Lost love is very painful
No love is the same
Passionate love is the one we long for
The love for ones own child is forever
Love is giving love is taking
Can i find love waking down the street
I found love once but lost it where did i put it
Young love sweethearts embracing
Forbidden love do we dare some do
Is the word love used to loosely
Has the word lost all its meaning
Thank you i would love that piece of cake
Can one truly love someone forever
Yes love can be for ever
Sometime we fall in and out of love with same person
So don't look for love love will find you
Love leaves us breathless
Sometimes renders us helpless
But were would we be without love
wondering aimlessly
Youll Love Me
They say were to young to ever know a love
But your everything that Ive been dreaming of
And I know youll stay and I know youll love me
They say before long youll walk right out my door
But I know their wrong; youre mine forevermore
And I know youll stay and I know youll love me
When somethings right you can feel it in your heart
Our love is right, and I know well never part
Many years will come and many years will go
And will show them all just how our love did grow
And I know youll stay and I know youll love me
Oh yes I know youll stay and I know youll love me
song performed by by Carpenters
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The Description Of Love
Just I was thinking about love
What it does how it comes
May I could give a description of love
Though I know its hard to be described
Yet no one has the choice to decide to fall in love or not
Lonely hearts stay alone
Strangers they are in this world
At the stations of the life there they wait for the train of love
For the unknown
Yet no one has the opportunity to chose who to love
Always we fall in love with someone so far of our imaginations
Not the one who we were figured out there somewhere in our imaginations and desires
Yet all the lifetime we wait for the perfect one to come out
But never ever the perfection and the love have been met yet
Those both are two strangers
They're too unlike to be met
Yet it comes unexpectly, has no timing comes at one without any warning
Love comes like a storm to our lives
It never puts differences between the old or the young
Oh love how can you be described
Yet how hard its to find the real love
Maybe that's why once it comes
Occupies our souls there's nowhere to run to escape of love
It captivates us and we become the honest solders of the love
Yet when we fall crazy in love
How hard is the lose of real love
Our hearts years there cry
How hard its the lose of real ove
Yet the love is like a war
Sometimes we win
Sometimes, somehow unfortunately we lose the love war
Sometimes we become the poor slaves of the love war
Oh love you are so hard to be found
Oh love you are so hard to be described
You're Inscrutable...
Unreachable...
Unforgettable .....
There's no word in the world that can describe you yet?
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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He Often Thinks Of Rosie
He often thinks of Rosie where might she be today?
Is she still back home in Derry from here long miles away
For three years they were an item but for them things did not work out
As often can happen in love affairs between one from a Northern Land and one from a Land in the far South.
He did not wish to live over there and in Melbourne she would not stay
Nostalgia won out over love or so 'twould seem that way
She went back home to Derry though he had asked her to become his wife
Young Rosie she was homesick a natural thing in life.
His wife and he have parted ways they have a year old son
The love died in their marriage he is not the first or he won't be the last one
To know of marriage failure such is life I do suppose
Yet his greatest love will always be the lovely brown haired Derry Rose.
He often thinks of Rosie they parted ways six years ago
He loved her and he always will though apart they did grow
Nostalgia won out over love in their case anyway
She went back home to Derry and home in Melbourne he did stay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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