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Poem Details | by Jacqueline R. Mendoza |
Categories: family, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, may,

Jesus Christ' Parable - The Wedding Feast

Importance of Humility / Reward For Generosity
LK 14:7-14

He told a parable to those who had been invited, noticing how they were choosing the places of honor at the table
"When you are invited by someone to a wedding banquet, do not recline at table in the place of honor
A more distinguished guest than you may have been invited by him
The host who invited both of you may approach you and say, 'Give your place to this man,'
 Then you would proceed with embarrassment to take the lowest place
Rather, when you are invited, go and take the lowest place so that when the host comes to you he may say,
 'My friend, move up to a higher position.'
 Then you will enjoy the esteem of your companions at the table
For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, But the one who humbles himself will be exalted.
" Then he said to the host who invited him 
"When you hold a lunch or a dinner, do not invite your friends or your brothers or your relatives or your wealthy neighbors, in case they may invite you back and you have repayment
Rather, when you hold a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind; 
Blessed indeed will you be because of their inability to repay you
For you will be repaid at the resurrection of the righteous."


Poem Details | by OKOLOGO UCHE KEN |
Categories: fantasy,

WILD AND FOOLISH LOVE

WILD AND FOOLISH LOVE
Knowing that you exist in my heart
Even when you always decked on your hat
To lure the one that has giving you tough 
Times as you often attempt to ride on the rough
Edges of her frigid and rigid mind,
One is not amazed that blind 
Love can easily turn someone wild
Although the individuals with mild 
Hearts sometimes falls into wrong
Hands and it takes quite a long
Time to realize that infatuation
Breeds unwarranted tension and depression
Caused by emotional hurts and heartbreak,
That is usually the end story of a fake.
 A poem written by Uche ken Okologo4/30/2013


Poem Details | by George Zamalea |
Categories: adventure, fear, happiness, love,

Colossal Bliss

When spring dies shall the valley shines,
And by the light of night quivering heart away,
Yet through beauty morning confines,
Till that ripe in please, so a master archway
Where the dreamers like twin births’ filling with kisses, and lies;
Thou as Earth art fair and young and open to please,
To sing within another hour and close from the auguries
And teach everyone else just as a command of love, cease
No more from the last tear from NovemberI met afternoon
Where all creatures are in such display and all these plays
Too late then with thou shower thy from I am the lonely gossoon
Behind the rocks dreaming or laughing, so cold from their foreplays;
Shall I late to see through for what I become and I wish?
To hide from the moral shine what I could not abolish?


Poem Details | by Joe Hinojosa |
Categories: lost love, day, love, me, drug,

Fighting for Love

my boyfriend,s cheating 
my heart stop beating 


      my brother,s car wrecked 
and he's no longer breathing 


      my dad's on drugs and he beats my mom 
 because the flashbacks he had, in veitnaum 
  

      i love a women, but she don't love me 
it leaves me pondering with, curisoity 


      every day we fight for love 
 the situation were facing, will never give up 


      our dreams one day will become so true 
and you will realize how much, "i love you" 


     so for now, ill keep reaching for your touch 
cause at the end of the day, were still "fighting for love" 



Poem Details | by Elijah Manke |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, cute love, emotions, love, marriage,

The day i met her

It was a day that I will never forget.
She seemed like the epitome of beauty.
The way she laughed, smiled and the way she looked.
The way she walked was that of minuet.
On many day she resembled that of Aphrodite.
But than again she was already hooked.
A few months passed I had noticed she was sad.
I decided to ask how she was I mean, me little old me!
Her heart was broken she said I decided to invite her to dinner it was already booked
We dated for a few years after that and may I say she changed her name to McPhee.


Poem Details | by Vee Bdosa |
Categories: angst, art, black african american, death, dedication, depression, life, lost love, prayer, dark, dark, me, sleep,

HEADSTONE--Monsieur L'Vampyre--

 HEADSTONE (Monsieur L'Vampyre)
All through the day my soul doth sleep
layed to the dark and out of sight
not thinking how my soul may keep
nor if I raise up to the night;
I rest in dark that's cold and deep,
my casket's lid sealed up all tight

my only prayer is death for me
although I know, it cannot be.

The curse of life forever more
was put on me and all my seed,
it shackles me to life--the bore,
and makes blood all I ever need,
except I also hunger for
the heat of love where-in I feed.

But underneath my casket's stone
I sleep all day, and sleep alone.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa

(Attempting to get enough new Monsieur L'Vampyre poetry for my next book, MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE MEETS THE WEREWOLFYes, Monsieur L'Vampyre indeed knows how to spell "Le Vampire," but he also knows how to spell his name, and his name is L'Vampyre.


Poem Details | by Dennis Davis |
Categories: angst, death, feelings, good night, leaving, life, love,

Life and Death

Life and Death
don’t go gently into that good night
fight, fight, fight with all of your might 
stay here as long as you can 

we really don’t know what awaits us 
on the other side
that mysterious event hopefully 
is far down the road and many years away

the experience of death awaits us all
we can’t get out of this life alive
and bring some of our good stuff 

questions are many but no answers appear
do we have a solid body
or is it see through
are we able to eat a good meal
or do we ever eat or drink again 

is there a day and a night or is it always bright
do we dress in clothes 
or do we walk around in the nude
that would seem so very rude

will our pets greet us
who have passed
at the rainbow bridge
do we still have sickness or pain
or does that go away like sunshine after the rain

who will greet us on the other side
is it our guardian angel and Jesus
alongside our family and friends
or will  it be the devil
standing alongside our family and friends

we will all pass that is foretold in history
death is still a great big mystery
and pass we all will
but I’m not looking forward to that thrill  

each and every day we get a little older
death stands patiently  at the foot of our bed
to take us away the moment we’re dead

will I see you on the other side
my hope is Jesus greets me with love and open arms

Dennis Davis 77 years old this year
February 12, 2017 


Poem Details | by Fritz Crytzer |
Categories: love,

Olive Eyes

OLIVE EYES

                                    I like the smell of coffee
                                      in the morning
                                      with lace gentled sunlight
                                      creeping
                                      through open windows.
                                      And I like olive eyes.

                                      I like lakeside afternoons
                                      surrounded by roses
                                      and sunlit breezes,
                                      coolwarm touches
                                      on my heart.
                                      And I like olive eyes.

                                      I like evening conversations
                                      conveyed
                                      with bliss sparkling eyes,
                                      words revealed
                                      that could not be said.
                                      And I like olive eyes.

                                      I love glowing nightfalls
                                      and quiet passions sensed,
                                      absorbed
                                      in every caring touch, and given
                                      with hopes of more to come.
                                      And I love olive eyes.


Poem Details | by jack cooper |
Categories: desire, destiny, future, happiness, inspirational, romantic, sweet love,

WOMAN OF ALL MY TOMORROWS

 It has been a long journey 
Through life to find you
Your path meeting mine
I want you to know these words  
Of a most special kind      
They have been traveling with me
On my quest to find you
At the crossroads of choice 
For life is full of them

I see you as my equal
My friend my life long partner 
I love you just as you are right now
Because You're so wonderfully me 
And your inner beauty
That empowers me to see
Your blossoming spirit and inner soul 
That is uniquely yours

I am always waiting for you
To release it upon me
That free spirit flowing and growing
With joy and splendor of a love 
You share so willingly
You're my music of life
Giving off a symphony of feelings
And passion of the most amazing kind

Which instills in me the truth
Of everlasting love
That creates strength 
And bonds us together
For eternity in life and love 
That is sacred, to the both of us
Now that our spirits 
And souls have touched
We are both prepared
For all of our tomorrows    
                          


Poem Details | by Elijah Manke |
Categories: dark, deep, depression, fear, longing, love,

How Deep Is My Love

My love for you is thicker than honey.
My love for you is deeper than the ocean.
My love for you is greater than space itself.
When I'm around you I always feel funny.
When I think of you time stops, frozen.
I wouldn't give this love up for any wealth.
And yet these words mean nothing but sadness to me.
For another wants you and he is greater than I.
And so I weep for this love I have so deep.
So I contemplate whether or not I should be fodder for a tree.
I look at you and say I'm fine that I'm okay with sharing but it's a lie.


Poem Details | by Elijah Manke |
Categories: longing, love, sad,

Trifled love

I walk a fine line of love and misery.
As quiet sadness pervades my thought.
And the love I have is a gamble upon my sanity.
But I know this love is no ficklery.
This feeling is more powerful than any drought.
It's the only thing that brings out my humanity.
I hurt knowing I won't be able to be with you.
But at the same time I want to make you mine.
All I want to do is give up, since what can I, offer you.
At night I cry knowing that I've finally found true love just to let it go like dew.
Because I'm not good enough for you I never will be not in a 100 years time.


Poem Details | by Elijah Manke |
Categories: deep, fear, love,

The Locked Mind

He walks and he talks but all without feeling.
He sleeps and he dreams but in a broken mind.
He hurts and he breaks not understanding the implications.
They dance and they love his emotions are concealing.
He runs and hides in his mind blind.
She sits and she cries from the accusations.
She try's to to console him to understand him.
He tries to release and show.
He fears he will lose her he fears she will not love anymore.
They talk and walk with and all new vim.
Having broken through his throe.


Poem Details | by Elijah Manke |
Categories: beauty, cute love, i love you, love,

The Beauty I See in Your Life

Will I never see the endlessness light in your eye.
For I have wished to view the beauty in them for many a year.
Because there is an endlessness in them I want to get lost in.

You have a smile I know I will see but nigh.
And a voice I always wish to hear.
And I know our relationship has yet to truly begin.

Go and have a dream with me where we can spend eternity.
We’ll see into a world of wonderment and amazement.
A place to ourselves where time has no bounds.

To a place we’ll fill since it was once vacant.
And while we lie upon the Meadows’s we will listen to all the Sounds.


Poem Details | by Allan Terry |
Categories: anniversary, celebrity, dance, drink, first love, food, guitar,

lovers of night lovers of music

lovers of night
groove lovers
sing and to
the song
Lovers of night
Lovers of music
they really know whats
going on
Lovers of Night
Night players
reherst and play their songs
lovers of night
the singers
sing lyrics to the song
lovers of night
love music
fast, slow shorties
and long
lovers of night 
love makers
need background noise
to get it on
lovers of night
get together
do their love one's
know what's going on
lovers of nnight
the nightstrummers
the string section 
plays their song
lovers of night
woodwind music
theis band really
has it going on
lovers of night
click fingers
shake their heads
and bounce to the groove
lovers of night
picks the winner
with this sound
you can't lose
lovers of night 
love woman
they dance to th sexy sound
lovers of night
let their men
gone do ya ' thang
cool man get on down
lovers of night
make plans for lovemaking
they stay to make some sounds
lovers of night
plan for breakfast
they know what's goin down
lovers of night
let do it
order the hall
plan for a crowd
lovers of night let the music
create the mood for the crowd


Poem Details | by Vladislav Raven |
Categories: love,

I Drown Within Your Most Beautiful Eyes - Valentine Collection

(Valentine's Collection)

50.

I drown within your most beautiful eyes,
through wonderful visions of precious love.
What visions I shall come to visualised,
come my beloved to Heaven above.
Sapphire eyes do become my paradise,
I now join your dreams, my beautiful dove.

I now swim within your lagoons of blue,
entranced by the blue sheen shining love-light,
Ever I see the glory that is you.
I lose myself in your eyes shining bright,
you are my delight.

10/02/2019.


Poem Details | by Allan Terry |
Categories: inspirational love, love, lust, music,

lover, lady, freind

can't say that
it was never asked
I don't know the answer
 don't bother yourself to ask
all I know is I love you
each day a refreshing new start
we're coupled up together
Baby you know you have my heart
love ya
love ya
I know you know 
I love you
something you and I came up
with together
we knew it from the start
we knew it first
in the beginning
my lover
my lady
my friend



From The Auther……..
(snap our fingers to the music
let your soul find the beat
get down right into it
let the music guide your feet
Aint nothing to it but to do it
we can dance all night long
swag, and swag
together
act lie you back aint
got no bone!)