Your Beginning And My End
the beginning with no end
you say your love for me is forever
your love is eternal
thee is no end
the end with no beginning
I say my love for you is not forever
my love is not eternal
there is no begining
as your music begins
my music ends
as your passion burns
my passion is extinguished
as you are born and reborn
I leave the cycle of life
and when you become a goddess
I shall be no more
poem by Suchoon Mo_
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The End With No Beginning
The End With No Beginning
you tell me
the beginning of your music
has no end
you tell me
your music is eternal
I tell you
the end of my music
has no beginning
I must tell you
my music ended
when yours began
my music ends
when yours begins
my music will end
definitely and decidedly
and elegiacally
when your music will begin
your heart is already singing
a sweet love song with no end
eternal bliss
while my song ends
before it begins
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poem by Suchoon Mo_
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Great Someone
leave me not on the hope of believing the
genuine heart of waiting sober the stone
of doubt, where the flaming stone of
passion, engulf the capture soul for eternal
rendition
oh! great wisdom you’ve take, may the
spirit adoration of face come the iniquity
of surrender shower the wonder of your
beauty and let the lasting glory of
cascading gesture blend its eternal destiny
of dark night path walk
come dine with me on the table of forever
pure and breath the idyllic harmony of joy;
for each beginning thirst; waits a great
somewhere, who listen beyond every
breathe of an endless voice
alas! a great someone in the great
somewhere leave not my life for
nothingness, the doom of precious blood
had save the joy of life reborn the heaven
of eternal life
poem by Antonio Liao
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The Sha La La Song
At last its over,
I knew I could not hold him,
His love for freedom
Was far too strong.
But though hes gone now
My life is just beginning,
Ill soon forget him,
Ill soon forget him,
I must forget him, lord!
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Theres a brand new day beginning.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Theres a brand new love that waits for me.
Will I remember,
Will I still hear him whisper ?
Will I still feel his
Lips on mine ?
In dreams I see him,
Perhaps hell stay forever
And all Im wishing
And all Im hoping
And all my longing, too.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Theres a brand new day beginning.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Theres a brand new love that waits for me.
He made me happy
And though I suffered, too,
Theres no mistaking
Our love was true.
But such a sweet love
Just wasnt meant to be
And its all over
Yes, its all over,
And now its done Ill start anew.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Theres a brand new day beginning.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Theres a brand new love beginning.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Theres a brand new day beginning.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la,
Theres a brand new love beginning.
song performed by by Smiths
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Mirna
Mirna a name to pen my passion
A mystical Goddess of love's descent
To the Goddess passion thine heart lent
Thine succulent fruit of love's compassion.
Passion met Mirna behind a curve line pale
A dark shadow in her deranged mind
Where there in solitude, her sweetness you'll find
In the music of her lovely gale.
Assailed! By the world, she must pay
All her passion, all her beauty
In her words and with her serenity
She hides her love, she passes away.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Tango
The beginning is timid
time has no limit.
magic movements are slow,
we dance the tango of love.
It's the music of feelings,
bliss and passion revealing,
dance of flight and explosion
of hidden love.
The beginning is timid
and is not so vivid,
then it turns into wild
and grasping dance.
We go deep into music,
plunge ourselves into tango,
flow together in movements,
in the rhythms of love.
You throw down the gauntlet
and I gently accept it,
then resign or surrender
as I love to be flown.
Your glance strikes like a dagger,
then it looks like a beggar,
then it turns into covert
and shifts aside.
Step....3 more.... and I wonder
if the next step is a thunder
or it will slightly blow
just like a breeze.
Glamor rhythms of tango,
languid music of passion,
I am out of fashion
and lose my head.
Our thoughts and emotions
on the verge of explosion,
on the verge of insanity
of crazy love.
Tango waked up a volcano
singing songs Italiano,
flaming love and desire
of two in love.
We dance the tango of passion
which is out of fashion
turning time to eternity
and the beauty of love.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Love You Forever
I love you this year
Ill love you next year
And than forever
Ill always need you
Ill never leave you
Ill love you forever
And if you ever change your mind
Think again and give me time
For youre my first love
You are my last love
Youre my forever
I love this feeling
My heart is beating
A mile a minute
No other woman
Has ever been
So deep inside in it
And when the sun shines on our love
Thats when I thank the lord above
Youre my first love
You are my last love
Youre my beginning
And when the sun shines on our love
Thats when I thank the lord above
Youre my first love
You are my last love
You are my everlasting love
Youre my first love
You are my last love
Youre my forever
song performed by by Monkees
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Without passion
I think and thought
i hoped and wished
i cried and mourned
i yelled and laughed
i screamed in excitement
then i realised it was passion.
Passion is strong
it is intense
it is a great feelin of emotion
love, hate, desire, enthusiasm, fondness, zeal, affection and ardor.
A man without passion is like a man without life.
Yes, i pride in myself, i have life because
i have passion,
i know love
i show affection
i know what it is to be fond of
i can give warmth
i am full of ardor.
Just when i was begining to be exalted by my feelings you came into my life,
i found you in my soul
then i knew what i claimed was passion, was nothing compared to what you gave me.
I came to realise that passion wasn't anything else but a woman.And not just any woman, it was you.
Then i remembered 'a man without passion is a man without life.Without you i'm incomplete, without passion i have no life
Now i can boast of passion of love of life.
Because i have you.
Because, music is my eternal life.......
When there is a song about love
then the music does become a soul of my heart
When I hug the melody of music
then I feel the spirit of words, traveling with me
When the voice of music passes in the air
then my ears are listening to its harmony
When I close my eyes and feel the rhythm of its music
then I dream an angel of its music goes around me
Melody is my love and the eternal music is my life
The music has its own story that plays with amazing emotions
and I can hear its beautiful song with touching rhythms
Let it be symphony, classic, jazz or hard rock
but everyone loves music which has only one language
in this universe that has known as Sound of Music.
Anyone who has no interest themselves in music
is nothing but dead bodies on the ground.
Because music is my eternal life.
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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What music is for me
My passion and my love,
My joy and consolation -
This is what music is for me.
The thing from above,
My only true relation -
This is what music is for me.
My forever taken path,
My soul's vacation -
This is what music is for me.
The food for thought and heart
And for my imagination -
This is what music is for me.
poem by Saniya Galeyeva
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My untainted Love
my tears cried in your pupil eyes, that would heal the inner
passion of your heart, it is the zeal that makes the wound
dried up in my life a moment to take the true essence of
what is to love you so dearly
a womb of love that woven in the pinnacle of joy, has
reveal the truth that life we share is just a love that it takes
the wisdom of death as the beginning of an endless life
with the one you really love
no other love you can give, but the love you live it now, is the
only love you have to share, in order to live life to the fullness
of joy, the end is just beginning to sprout, that behind that line
of pain happiness is waiting
to give is to die and to die is to live, with the passion of living
the one you love, illuminate who you are to me, life changes
as it goes, and along the way the genuine life is sheltered in
the timeless beats of an endless yes
as every moment knock, and every wings flock, our hearts pack
that life we live and share is only the end of the beginning of
our infinitum of search of who we are in this life.... a journey
that what ever it takes... your always with me
poem by Antonio Liao
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Slightly Obsessive
I am alone and not even shadow of love is present. Bleeding heart yearns for love. A special kind of love I desire which will be priceless and will remain eternal till the end. Then I think that is love really eternal as it depends on the understanding of both about how things ahead will be. Beauty of life is in love and beauty of love is when both love with unending passion, which is also slightly obsessive.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Sonnet XLIII: How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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The Power Of God's Love
Love Is Forever Ever-lasting,
Even when we ask God's love,
Love shall forever live for eternity.
Love is Forever Ever-growing,
Even when we growing old,
Love will Grow up within us.
Love is Forever Ever-powerful,
Even when everything else Fails,
Love will push us forward.
Love is Forever Ever-merciful,
Even when we fall into temptation,
Unconditional God's love shall forgive us.
Love is Forever Ever-kindhearted,
Whenever we're down and struggle for life.
God's Love will enlightened us.
Love is forever Helpful and Consoling us,
But Above All Else,
LOVE Always remain within us.
Love of God shall forever
be within You and Me.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Xliii
How do I love thee ? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life !--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Sonnet XLIII
How do I love thee ? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life !--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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How Do I Love Thee
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1850)
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Eternal
Album: Eternal (2001)
I love you
I love you
And this is eternal, oh
It's love, true love
That brings my heart to you
Home to you girl, yeah
And it's the same
Deep feeling of love
That brings you close to, to me baby
Oh, but tonight I want my arms
And body wrapped all around you
All around you
For as close as we both are
So much closer we will be
Believe in me, yeah
[Chorus]
Here and now
I wanna take a lover's vow
I want you to come with me now
Let's make tonight the first night of a love eternal
Day and night
We'll have an everlasting life
I wanna feel it shining bright
Let's make tonight the first night of a love eternal
Here in this place our passions move
Move in slow motion
Oh, while the rest of the world
In real time passes by, rushes by
Oh, I expressly forbid
Any heartache to ever, ever, ever, ever
Come anywhere, anywhere, anywhere near you girl
Oh, we'll use our love as protection
You'll never, never, never, never
Never have to cry oh, dry your eyes
[Chorus] x2
I'll dry your eyes girl, oh
[Chorus] x2
Hey, oooh, oooh baby
Oh, Lord have mercy
You see, all I know is I love you girl
And I need you baby
Ooo weee, oooh wee
Ooo wee, ooh wee baby
Ah, ah, ah
Feel your body
All around me baby
I don't need no one but you girl
Oh, for the rest of my life
Your life and my life
We'll be eternal
(Baby our love's eternal)
(Baby my love is eternal)
Oh whoa, whoa oh, oh yeah
Yeah, oh I need, trust in you girl
Nobody can tell me anything
Anything, anything about you baby
You been good to me girl
Oh, this is forever baby
Forever and ever and ever and ever
Ever, ever, ever
It's eternal
Forever, ever, ever, ever, ever ever
Oh, I, I love you girl
I really, really, really, really, really really ,really
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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Nights Of Passion
Night of passion, the day of feelings,
you see my smile, you see my joy
you Filled my dreams, you fill my empty sadness,
my night with you, my day with to you
Your passion, my sweet passion,
You wish my eternal wish, i wish your eternal wish,
Nights to love, those are nights of passion.
poem by Juan Duarte
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