| Poems of Passion
Posted: 1/3/2005 12:23:14 PM | newlysingle41
Awesome! That is just awesome! | |
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Posted: 1/3/2005 12:41:15 PM | | Poetic thank you so much I can't say it enough. Inspiring words you write and touching to the soul. | |
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| Poems of Passion
Posted: 1/3/2005 12:43:33 PM | newlysingle41
You say the sweetest things! | |
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Posted: 1/3/2005 12:45:57 PM | I'LL DREAM FOR YOU
Sometimes we wake from darkness and we know
We did not dream, the night was but a blank:
The walls are up again in Jericho,
The sandman poised to play us but a prank.
I know your dreams are lacking now and then -
Let silence be your signature and seal:
I've stood by you in darkness once again,
And I do know the emptiness you feel.
I say to you - to set the record straight -,
That nights are made for dreamers of a kind:
Take back your bed, there's much to celebrate,
For I am there, inside your very mind.
Let night descend, bereft of bolt and beam,
I'll dream for you, yes, surely, I will dream. | |
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Posted: 1/3/2005 1:12:49 PM | Emotions Etched
I think of you and teardrops fill my eyes.
A single thought and I made of mush.
Let some insist a fellow never cries,
This canvas, here, I’m painting with my brush.
Your love, of course, is way beyond the stand,
And tears are not the measure of the mile,
But I’ve this brush that’s here inside my hand,
And so I’ll paint, if only for while.
I’ll paint you here, your wonders to extol,
A world to note the hammer in my heart:
An artist paints from deep inside his soul,
So let them gaze upon this “work” of art!
Emotions etched in strokes that I employ,
I’m shedding tears, such wondrous tears of joy! | |
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Posted: 1/3/2005 7:18:53 PM | Poetic "I'll dream for you" hits such an emotion inside me tears come to my eyes. Thank you for your writings.
Angels Surround
Angels surround our everyday life
they are keeping us safe when we feel pain
they hold us in the comfort of their wings
they watch and feel when we experience love
they are blanket when we are desolate
Angels surround our everyday life
watching our blessed in need
hearing the prayers of those who pray
feeling the love we all have inside
evaporating the loneliness one holds
sharing the love of God's mighty hand
Angels surround our everyday life
no one knows when they are there
we feel the breeze from their wings in the air
we feel the sunlight radiant from their glow
we feel the rain when they're shedding down tears
securing us for all our years. | |
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Posted: 1/3/2005 7:27:35 PM | newlysingle41
That is a very nice poem you just wrote, and I will add another angel poem for you.
Angels
The angels come in visions and in dreams;
they come at night where silence has the lease;
the light's a gem to see the way it gleams,
and oh, my God, the way if proffers peace!
The angels come when morning makes the scene;
they rise and shine beside us on our beds:
they are on call and nothing comes between;
we are, as such, forever newlyweds!
The angels come where children swing and sway;
they like the games, the sparkle, and the shine:
it's innocence that brings them out to play,
and see how quick they are to form a line!
The angels come we need not to believe;
it's God decides and therefore we receive! | |
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Posted: 1/3/2005 7:55:31 PM | Stuck in a dream , feeling the need to scream
Im in this dark place , its so familiar and surreal
Am i awake? .... oh my god im not
Why have i got control , is this how i should feel
Ok now that im confused , ill walk to the door
See if this dream has anything more
I swear i have already done this before
Should i open the door?
I reach my hand to the handle to turn it slowly
I feel a deep shiver down my spine as my thoughts combust in my mind
This is the hardest part of the dream i can find
I only remember a glowing angel
Coming down from above to save me
The angel whispered "Thanks baby"
Who was she , and where has she gone
Im looking in my head but somehow , its gone
I woke up in a sweat , and my feet were red
Where had i been , for it felt like i never slept
This can only be a message for my head
That night , i truly thought , that i was dead
A spirit from above guided me through
So to my angel , I truly thank you.
Daniel Blake. | |
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Posted: 1/3/2005 8:45:43 PM | Poetic beautiful once again.
Danny that was precious and it reminds me of a dream I once had myself.
Missing Moments
Missing moments from what was to be a page listed in a book
eagerly waiting for the next move
conscience of being
outcast to none
trembled awakening
anxieous times
pondering what might be happening
unable to resist the temptation
succuming to the realization of what comes will come
that things all happen for a reason
and the book will soon be written. | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 3:00:08 AM | CREDO
Speak in simple terms.
Seek to be understood.
Strive for clarity.
And be patient.
Keep an open mind, and
Show empathy. Be kind.
The world needs gentleness.
Touch it with loving hands.
Remember: where you go,
Others have surely gone,
As others will surely follow.
Cry, if you must, but seek,
After, the laughter.
When you balance things,
You will always find more good
Than bad, more laughter
Than tears, more joy
Than sorrow.
This is your world, and
The world is also what you
Make it. It is all quite
Simple, really –as simple
As the terms you use.
Go, then, and speak softly. | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 3:32:59 AM | SHOOTING STAR
Let me fall apart with a broken heart
I will come to life anew
I’ve a mind that clears when the pain appears
For my soul comes shining through
In the scheme of things are the golden rings
Of a heaven that’s so broad
Let the sky to fall with the stars and all
I will always hear from God
And I’ll travel far like a shooting star
As it soars across the sky
Since the dawn of time I’ve had hills to climb
But today I’ve learned to fly | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 6:24:34 AM | Sleepless Nights
Sleepless nights thoughts of you fill my eyes
Hosted with tears as I cry
Sobbing with my entire being
Waiting for a comfort from one who sees
Knowing exactly what I need and how to try
Keeping my tears letting me cry holding me and cradling me
Escaping the anguish in feel in my heart losing myself as I fly
As you hold me in your arms so warm and free
Feeling like I had once before in a long ago time
Relishing the young fresh and free without a crime
Lusting wanting desires keeping the fires burning within
Staying within my boundaries remembering where I've been
Finding something I wasn't looking for surprised to my end
Sexual feelings in myself I hold to my heart
Never released to another aside my love
Can I? Will I ever want to do again?
The answer lies in front of me whether I chose to listen or dismay
Mine alone to release the pieces of my heart. | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 9:47:43 AM | TEAR OF JOY
I met you at a time
When I had hills to climb
When cheeks were never dry
I thought that I would die
My pains were all so deep
I cried myself to sleep
I rarely saw the sun
There was no place to run
My life was such a pain
I only saw the rain
I knew not what to do
But then I met with you
Now everywhere I go
I know you love me so
And so you’re made to seem
The answer to my dream
If yet I can’t deny
A teardrop fills my eye
But not like days of old
When tears would leave me cold
Your love is good and warm
A shelter from the storm
And so it’s rendered clear
It’s joy that brings this tear | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 1:08:22 PM | Getting it Right
A Rubaiyat
There will be peace when peace we advocate,
When firm we stand and do not abdicate:
The law’s in place where higher goals are met,
Espoused in love and never once in hate!
Success achieved when we are duly set,
Let us surpass what we’ve achieved as yet:
The universe is at our beck and call,
And it’s a rose and not an epithet!
The village, now, is global and it’s small.
Let none be found their backs against the wall:
Advances made, we’re surely in the light,
Let us go forth, we have the wherewithal!
The colour scheme is not in black and white.
A foolish act this willingness to fight:
Discard the old and implement the new,
And, with the new, make sure we get it right! | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 6:38:41 PM | Feeling so all alone
Sitting here feeling so all alone
what is a girl to do
when the emotions over take you
time is ticking no one will hear
not even a friendly listening ear
you talk but no one responds
no one to type or correspond
sitting here feeling so all alone
what is a girl to do
when the tears forced flow
that's when you feel the all time low
the clock ticks minutes but feels like hours
somehow your heart feels like it's been devoured
sitting here feeling so all alone
what is a girl to do. | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 7:00:09 PM | Somewhere in the distance
Off in the distance
somewhere in the night
so little resistance
so little delight
replaying the scene
retuned to yesteryear
a heart the go-between
between the joy and the tear
a heart yet beating fast
supposing it could be
gone reliving the past
with such visions to see
the splendour of you
a rainbow above
the colour and hue
of ecstatic love
perhaps another time
perhaps another dream
this mountain to climb
while muffling a scream
Jan. 4, 2005 | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 7:15:09 PM | Love's Sacred Psalm
A sentry mans the door unto my heart
And I must note that rascal's mighty true
But then again he's in for quite a start
For as you see this heart was meant for you
From Cupid's bow the arrow that was flung
And in such case that sentry's good as lost
Love's sugar sweet upon this fellow's tongue
And well he knows the river that's been crossed
Availed my heart upon the distant shore
And gladly so, without the slightest qualm
An altar stands the pilgrim knows what for
And so he's heard to sing that sacred psalm
Let him beware who thereat puts a bar
He knows not yet what lovers really are | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 8:19:08 PM | Thank you Poetic for bringing a calmness to me. Been a frantic day today. 
Only time will tell
Open my eyes look at the clock
your not there
Sat up and stepped out of bed
looked around the room and you're not there
Go into the shower and as I wash my hair
I feel you close to me
I open my eyes and your not there
Where could you be?
When will you come?
Do you exist or are you just a dream?
One of the special filled moments of secured emotions
you put me under your spell
keep you close to my heart in times that I suffer
Only time will tell.
Times are tough and may get tougher.
Only time will tell when we're finally together.
As I slip on my clothes I look outside
watching the clouds cover the sky
the rain begins to fall from the sky
hearing the thunder as it rolls beneath my feet
I search the yard waiting for your descent
but you're not there
Where could you be?
When will you come?
Do you exist or are you just a dream?
One of the special filled moments of secured emotions
you put me under your spell
keep you close to my heart in times that I suffer
Only time will tell.
Times are tough and may get tougher.
Only time will tell when we're finally together.
Should I go back to bed and dream of you?
Laying cuddling close.
Are you feeling me too?
Closing my eyes I feel you close to me.
I imagine feeling your body laying next to me
I open my eyes and you're not there.
Where could you be?
When will you come?
Do you exist or are you just a dream?
One of the special filled moments of secured emotions
you put me under your spell
keep you close to my heart in times that I suffer
Only time will tell.
Times are tough and may get tougher.
Only time will tell when we're finally together.
Moving ahead I get closer to you.
Driving in my car I feel someone watch me.
As I take in the view no one is there.
Where are you?
Are you thinking of me the way I think of you?
I cherish these moments till I can hold you close.
Cars driving fast pressured lives they live
As I try to find you, you're not there.
Where could you be?
When will you come?
Do you exist or are you just a dream?
One of the special filled moments of secured emotions
you put me under your spell
keep you close to my heart in times that I suffer
Only time will tell.
Times are tough and may get tougher.
Only time will tell when we're finally together. | |
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Posted: 1/4/2005 9:58:50 PM | Imagining
Imagining your touch upon my face
your fingertip tracing down touching the right place
stroking conviction of an effortless glide
as your hand moves inward with a slide
outlining the soft lips
as the heart pounds then skips
feeling the energy pulse from your fingers
as you remove it the feeling just lingers
heart beats in the rhythm of a drum
makes me moan then you hear me umm
remembering your touch that felt so good
no one can replace you no one ever could.
1/4/04 | |
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Posted: 1/5/2005 4:38:22 AM | Upon your face my kisses rain
removed the ache, removed the pain
replaced those things with tenderness
with pure intent and nothing less
My tongue alive upon your cheek
so rendered numb you cannot speak
and yet your heart with such a beat
says worship me, I'm at your feet
You are the shrine whereat I kneel
a faith now known I can't conceal
a prayer said in every kiss
the choice now mine to pray like this
Upon your frame my kisses swell
no precedent, no parallel
there's music heard, a symphony
to culminate in ecstasy
Oh heart so sweet and heart so pure
you're rendered whole and will endure
you're granted now that special lease
my kisses rain on you in peace
You fall asleep it's now a dream
you're in the shade beside a stream
now sings the bird, the blesséd dove
in heaven, then, because of love
Oh tender heart behold the sun
that says indeed you are the one
the guarantee: eternal bliss
what more is there, what more than this | |
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Posted: 1/5/2005 6:19:03 AM | Heart Aching
Heart aching to mush
feeling nothing but the rush
heart beating through my throat
unable to breath sinking beneath the boat
trying to grasp onto something with my hand
lying face down in the sand
waves rush into my lifeless flesh
thoughts of you still clear still fresh
my heart aches again into reckless fear
willing to give to you my dear
pain staking privilege to give love
somehow it didn't even take a shove
I was ready for these feelings
open naked unto you
laying lifeless in the sand
feeling fresh feeling you
here I lay before you open so the world to see
that you are the one, the one meant for me. | |
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Posted: 1/5/2005 8:54:58 AM | Lover's Dance
They do a dance these lovers do
as some might say like me and you
who pen and paper will engage
a liquid flow upon this page
a metaphor for what's at hand
with beating hearts to beat the band
with time now still except what's heard
when love's the sound it's every word
when two are one and ones are two
so much in fact like me and you
that come what may the spirit beams
inside these very liquid dreams
inside these souls where love abides
where nothing's lost and no one hides
upon that stage where love's an art
such passion there O tender heart | |
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Posted: 1/5/2005 5:34:41 PM | You came a rush into my sphere
and I approve that you are here
a million times the statement heard
and I attest to every word
for knowing now the things I know
how could I not but say it so
and thus it is I clarify
the way I feel and also why
whose heart was touched in such a way
no options had but this to say:
my heart goes out with every beat
before you now and at your feet
that you may know and understand
a slave I'd be at your command
though not your style that I should crawl
this I would do before them all
for what is love if not a spout
where water runs and floods about
if this you'd know as sure as not
the while I'd melt upon this spot | |
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Posted: 1/5/2005 5:53:46 PM | (Revised)
You came a rush into my sphere
and I approve that you are here
a million times the statement heard
and I attest to every word
for knowing now the things I know
what else to do but say it so
and thus it is I clarify
the way I feel and also why
whose heart was touched in such a way
no options had but this to say:
my heart goes out with every beat
before you now and at your feet
that you may know and understand
a slave I'd be at your command
though not your style that I should crawl
this I would do before them all
for what is love if not a spout
where water runs and floods about
if this you'd know as sure as not
the while I'd melt upon this spot | |
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