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Love Poems About Chastushka or Chastushka Love Poems
by Verlena S. Walker |
Categories: age, angst, bereavement, body, change, crazy, stress,

PrEmAtUrE aGiNg

pReMaTuRe AgInG
an older woman and a younger man are a trix in between because as his love blooms he sees himself aging. _________________________|
penned on august 31, 2014!


by tom bell |
Categories: allegory, animals, anniversary, art, black african american, brother, business,

Quiz Clue No. 9

Well, it was a Hardy try my love.

by William Masonis |
Categories: happiness, love, wife

I Think of Her Asleep

I think of her asleep at home;
Full of her warmth, I envy our bed.
Wherever all my musings roam
She follows in my head.

by Sidney Hall Mad Poet |
Categories: funny

Unwanted love

Unwanted love, like constipation, a pain in the ***
It will upset you for many days 
Once dumped, system cleared, the trouble will pass
You’ll be able to go your separate ways

by daver austin |
Categories: funnylove,

CHASTUSHKA

CHASTUSHKA – two

Hopak is a Russian dance
But it is too fast for me
No!    I prefer the six-pack
And a damsel on my knee

Please    dear Lulu    marry me
I am your slave    on my knees
I love you so    want to shout
Not for love    but for the gout
 

by Shelley Murray-Foreman |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, love, passion, people, day, day,

Pride

Today you celebrate your Birthday
The dawning of a brand new you
Not the day that you were born
But the day that you stood true

The day you confided your secret
The day the world said ‘we know’
The day that the problems started
The day that they started to grow

But you did what anyone would do
You stood by your soul and your heart
And because of your strength, you found her
And now you’ll never be apart

So live your life to the fullest
And love with all of your being
It’s with new eyes that you see the world
Be proud of what you are seeing

by Sidney Beck |
Categories: funnyhair,

IT' S REAL - IT' S JUST NOT MINE

IT’S    REAL    -    IT’S   JUST   NOT   MINE


I would love to have a hair day
Good or bad  I do not care
Long ago I bought a toupee
Now I cherish every hair


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Written for  Rick  Parise’s  contest    “ A BAD  HAIR   DAY”

by Shelley Murray-Foreman |
Categories: lost love, love, sorry,

I read it in the stars

If I look at your star above
And picture my life from the past
All the other stars, they zoom about
Showing my personality
Disappearing fast

Then one night, the stars were different
A different place and time
I realised that this was what could be
Another life
That could be mine

An hour in front of my place of birth
A journey under the sea
A place that I felt comfortable too
There was someone
There for me

I never thought there would be love
Solitude was my life
Through all the trials and tribulations
I came through
All the strife

I found you in the last place I’d look
Or you found me? I don’t know
All I know is I have you now
I’m never ever
Letting go

by Sidney Hall Mad Poet |
Categories: love

Scent of a Woman

Scent of a woman, with the passion, as of a flower
Stimulating senses of the nose
Mamma used to say, I remember, the day and hour 
Always have time to smell the rose

by Arjun Jangid |
Categories: god, philosophy, prayer, social, teenage,

What I Need From God


     Dear God I want to
     Welcome  every morning 
     With reduce tensions,
     And glow of smiling faces.

    Increase strengths 
    Purify body and soul.
    Working and helping hands
    To achieve my goal.

    Peace and love 
    from You to all.

by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: best friend, leaving, loneliness, lost love, magic, math,

they shoot horses too

They Kill Horses too 

Spring 1945
a horse collapsed 
in the street
of starvation
from every door, men in black
with long knives
cut into the beast
before it was dead
meat any flesh 
would do
soldiers came
shot in the air
the black-clad men 
scurried back 
A shot in the head of 
the still alive animal
The soldiers left
their officer loved horses
During the night 
the civilians came back
at dawn
blood and gore
on thawing snow 


by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: analogy, angel, april, hair, hate,

her i love

Her I Love 

The moist 
smile 
that dances 
on you lips,  
the amazing 
brown eyes 
that crosses  
the room 
and 
looks 
my way, 
are they 
inviting 
my smile 
to join yours 
for a slow
waltz?

by Angela Richardson |
Categories: death, depression, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, love, sorry, teen, me, me, murder,

Murder & Love

Sorry cant take back destruction
Sorry can't take back the lies
Sorry cant take the knife out your heart
I murder your feelings and what we started 
Guilt is what I feel when I look in your eyes
After all the lies, rumors,stories you still love me
My crime makes me look at myself different
I don't know can I be the same person 
you were the victim and I'm the killer
Evertime I have sometime good I destroy it 
I murder your trust,love,passion for me
It's killing me more inside
It's making me want to take my own life 
because I destroyed someone's else.

by John Allen |
Categories: lost love, lost, lost, love,

Simple Love

Love, love has gone away
swept into the bitter fold of Yesterday
Dream, dream once more
to yearn for Love lost before

Love, love so far gone
taken away by faded sun
Lost, lost to the sprawl of time
I mourn as I've ever done

by westley newcomb |
Categories: lost love,

lights out

At first the time seem perfect.  Everything seem alright when u think it comes to 
the best some one has to turn out the lights.  Now the tables have turned and 
this is what I have learned.

"Something's in life are going to be a disappointment so don't always keep your 
hopes up"

by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: funny, girlfriend-boyfriend

Touch Not-

Touch Not…

Love was blooming, wedding.
 “Touch not my hair,” said the groom.
‘Twas said because he was balding.
Toupee flew off in wind… Zoom!

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    January 18, 2010

Poetic form: Chastushka

by Xaysouvanh Phengphong |
Categories: heart, love,

Only My Heart

Fly my heart across the seas,
The dense woods and the highlands 
Faraway that eyes can’t see
My warm heart, nearby you stand  

Far away on the horizon
Nostalgia built up by time 
With mother word’s connection
Great forefathers, we remind

Fly my heart in a soft breeze
Be the shadow of your pace
Take care matters you please
Hang around your loving face

Bolster when you are unwell
Support when you get trouble 
That’s all my heart can tell
My love for you is sizable

by Shari Larson |
Categories: death, faith, life, loss,

Demon Trails

A lifeless body twitching
lying on the ground
With blood and guts folding out
among the cold firm ground

Your wounded eyes beam among
the image on a cross
Thinking of the ones you love
and the life that you had lost

Trying to breathe is getting hard
knowing you talk to much
But you ask God for one last prayer
families heart you wish to touch

You have explored down demon trails
and made up very well
But seeing you forgave no one
you will follow their trails to hell

by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: daughter, family, funny, life, love, social,

Other Love


Sweetheart, sorry, I forgot to tell
Outside, I’ve other love, waiting
Will you let her in, and, do not yell
For she, got your blue eyes, smiling



by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: birthday, body, books,

tango

Forgotten romance
Love is odd 
Emotion
We argued a lot
She did me
Harm
Sleeping around
The drinking
She is old now 
Like me
We live different lives
But my heart beats
Youngish
When I see her
She used to colour
Her hair red
Now it is grey 
She wears a pony 
Tail
And her eyes are still
Sea green 
But she was 
A lousy tango dancer 

by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: faith, family, father, life, people, social, son,

Father and Son


Okay, for my rant, if you want, punish me
I may feel your love and your heart’s anger
Me, like Jacob, is your own true son, daddy
With his punishments, he became stronger





by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: forgiveness

Your Cart

Your Cart
   
Brothers, hear me don't judge me.
For repentance in my heart--
Retrieve the rocks you hurled so free.
With love fill the empty cart.

Poetic form:  Chastushka 
© Dane Smith-Johnsen 11-12-09


by jan hansen |
Categories: columbus day, conflict, courage, crush, cute love,

appreciative

Appreciative
  
Six o`clock 
In the morning
Is the best time
To get up when it is summer
Stay on the terrace
Inhale the air
Before it gets hot
Make a coffee
Just being alive
Elderliness is to be grateful
For little things

by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: funny, music

She Sings

She Sings

Gather; hear me, as I sing.
For the voice I love like fame
Lives here somewhere in my heart.
With cotton in ears, they came.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    January 18, 2010

Poetic form: Chastushka

by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: absence, allegory, betrayal,

repentor

The Repentor

The morning rays lay
a carpet of gold
on the bedroom floor.
Last night I stroked
her long, black hair
while thoughts 
Flew high,
back to the first
love of my life.
What I have lost
is forever mine.
Shadows deepen
between us
the carpet fades
the floor board
creaks
under the weight
of regrets.