Feelings

As I wake by your side,
My feelings for you I can not hide,
I touch your face in the morning light,
Being with you just feels so right

You make me feel like I'm a queen,
Like being inside an awesome dream,
Although this is real, that I know,
As the love that surrounds us continues to grow

I think of what the future holds...
Marriage, children, us growing old,
And as I lay, with you dear,
I'm just so glad you're mine, you're here.

- Jo Pye - lost love poems



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Woe Holders

More than a few are shedding tears.
And...
The others that are standing near,
Appear to be lost of goals.
With a doing nothing but watching grass to grow.

They are...
Woe holders waiting to mold,
With wishes that have sat in regrets.
And...
Spreading easily negativity,
As if it was a cold to catch

It seems momentum,
From them has gone.
And no momentum...
Will not boost or benefit,
A mind not ready from woes to split.

It seems momentum,
From them has gone.
And keeping them down is a grip...
They wish to hold,
And not rid of it.

They are...
Woe holders waiting to mold,
With wishes that have sat in regrets.
And...
Spreading easily negativity,
As if this was...
A cold to catch

They need momentum...
To hold and not let go.
Without momentum...
They'll only grow old,
Wishing they had spent more time...
Being motivated in their minds.

They need momentum...
To hold and not let go.
Without momentum...
There's no benefit,
To sit and wish.

They need momentum...
To hold and not let go.
Or...
They will only grow too old,
Wishing they had spent more time...
Being motivated in their minds.

They are woe holders,
Getting old.
They are woe holders,
Waiting to mold.
They are woe holders...
Wishing they had spent more time...
Being motivated in their minds.

Lawrence S. Pertillar - cute love poems

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My Son, My Son

I sit here in the fading light
Alone.
I'm still, although my weakened, wasted frame
Occasionally dances with the cold.
I'm old now, and live with just my thoughts
Of you
Where are you now?
Does your body feed and nourish
Many trees and flowers?
Do noisy bees disturb your sleep?

I remember chubby fingers
Grasping thumbs
To help you first perambulate
With chuckled glee that set you free
To mingle with your destiny.
I'm old now, and live with just my thoughts
Of you.
Did they feed you well, my son?
Or did they just give you a gun
And tell you God was on your side?

That hollow day on which they came to say
How bravely you had died
I fed them tea, and choked on sympathy
I cried.
I'm old now, and live with just my thoughts
Of you.
Did your bowels flood at sight of blood?
which soon you recognized as yours.
Will history reward your sacrifice?
No! it will soon forget, and seek new fools!

I'm old now; I wish I could remember you more clearly.

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Wolf Spirit

The spirit of the wolf
It calls to thee
A message from the soul
At last to be set free

Listen to the message
As you read this verse
Listen with your heart and soul
And so remove the curse

Hear the wolves as they howl
They speak of greatest sadness
Betraying natures beauty
Midst the humans foolish madness

Of man as he did plunder
That which was once our home
The landscape torn asunder
Please leave this land alone.

We travel now in smaller packs
As we search for wilderness
Nurturing our young
In utmost tenderness

Hiding from the scent of man
So that we may thrive
Traveling further up the mountain
In order to survive.

Hunting only for survival
No joy in the kill
No resemblance to human kind
Whom murder for the thrill

See our beauty feel our pain
But please just let us be
So that we may live in peace
Remaining wild and free

Lynne FincherSpringarden

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To A Very Young Gal (Zeu)

When I think about you,
My heart skips a beat,
My body turns to jello,
I can barley stand on two feet,
Your big brown eyes meet mine,
My cheeks as red as wine,
It's as if we just met,
But don't forget,
I love when you hold me,
You make me feel safe,
I know in my heart,
There's no better place,
I hate when my eyes,
Get puffy and red,
You wipe away my tears,
Like nothing was said,
I feel you warm lips,
Pressed against mine,
They move in unison,
Well most of the time...
I sense your gentle touch,
It sends shivers down my spine,
Just knowing that,
You'll always be mine,
I love the fact,
Our love is so easy,
The laughs that we share,
No one can compare,
I like to believe,
This can be true,
I hope you love me,
As much as I love you❤

Haris Rigoo

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God's World

Rams with horns
cranes standing still
hummingbird straws
porcupine quills

armadillo armor
woodpecker drills
camouflaged chameleon
he can even do carnelian

fins of the dolphin
each bluebird wing
scorpion's sting
kangaroo pouch swing

beavers build dams
bees' hexagon combs
wasp masonry
birds weave nesthomes

rabbits burrowing
fox subterfuge
crow collecting
mole refuge

pigs' adaptability
rats' flexibility
Carries dromedary
her own dairy

shark teeth
lion claws
spiderweb spinning
give us pause

horses' hooves
ducks' webbed feet
giraffe height
firefly light

cheetah speed
camels' hump
whale rafts
elephant trunk

parrot mimicry
bear hibernation
skunk perfume
butterfly transformation

Saiom Shriver

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Titanic To Costa Concordia

Nervous wreck, unabashed pride

Semaphoring chorus

Metaphysical tides

Windy storms

A moment to gloat

This little boy had seen

Through the frame behind

The captain's locker

the simmering misfortune

Then, (we) tapped glasses

In extreme,

but gradually the night wore on

Life had become just a journey:

an endless one

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Rape the Rapist

I wish there are some ways to save my virginity
I wish there are some ways to protect my liberty
I wish there are some ways to say 'NO'
I wish to rape the Rapist and Never let him Go


There are plenty of rules..None to follow..
There are many said Lies..But None to swallow..
There is a store of cries and many screaming crow...
I wish to rape the Rapist and Never let him Go

I often ask who is the rapist..
I often ask whom to call culprit...
I often ask whom to call My 'Bro'
I wish to rape the Rapist and Never let him Go

I am not here to let anything to Show...
I am not here to stop this depressing Flow...
I am not here to make to realize anything Though
I just want to rape the Rapist and Never let him Go...

reetu chopra

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An Episode

Opened are my doors
Embrace my thoughts
This time you don't need knocking my doors
Apologies are destroyed
So come in to my life
Tell me your lies
Tell me once again
Stories of your lies
Once again try to cry
For your broken heart
Tell me your lies
Unfairness of the love
Put your head here
Tell me that you'll stay near
Let me call you dear
And again begin to tear
So let's the show begins
Stand up there's a stage
Choose your best script to play
Put on your colorful masks
Turn on all theater's lights
Open those red curtains
Let's the show takes start
Begin acting your favorite role
Once again try to destroy
But this time I won't believe your lies
Just I've got the episode.

Sossi Khachadourian

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You Cannot Think the Book of Life Will Close

You cannot think the book of life will close.
Opportunity must seem a right.
Most days contain a trace of paradise,
Kindling the hope that God is nice
Instead of just or loving or pure light.
Prepare for what is not what you propose:
Perhaps you think your prayers will suffice,
Unburdening your heart with hunger slight.
Repentance takes much more than you suppose.

You Pray Not for Yourself Alone but All
You pray not for yourself alone but all.
One never chooses sin in isolation.
Most evil is not merely personal.
Kindness looks for common inspiration.
In every act there is community.
Perhaps one would prefer it were not so.
Placing each's guilt on all may be
Unfair, but then each righteous soul must see
Reflections of itself in every woe.
Mothers Day Poems
Valentines Day Poems
Friendship Poems
Inspirational Poems
Sweet Love Poems
Fathers Day Poems

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