by Charlie Smith |
Love neither gives or takes but from itself.
Be not wiled by fantasies of arrogance.
Take no more than is offered by yourself.
Leave nothing trapped in tortured irrelevance.
Seek not a barter for desires that sue your heart.
Worthiness is the only tender that comes due.
Suffer willingly the melody of pain it may impart.
Bleed joyfully from the wounds that will ensue.
As tree branches lift their hopes towards Heaven's door,
hands together reaching higher than alone will seek
heights that love's imagination most beautifully implores
that from a poets words unending ecstasy must speak.
Whatever you desire your life to be,
may loves reflection be all you see
by Daniel Turner |
This life we're living
Is so unforgiving
Reminding us every day
Of games that we played
Choices we made
Dreams that faded away
Paths that were crossed
Loved ones we've lost
Still promising a brighter tomorrow
When that promise is broken
Our wounds rip back open
Leaving hope to drown in deep sorrow
From our very first breath
We're stalked by death
We live our lives in fear
Knowing well it won't last
So we live loose and fast
Look up and the days have become years
We add peace, subtract strife
Find the sum of a life
Discover we've love left for giving
Love that goes wasted
On the bitterness tasted
In a life so unforgiving
by Daniel Turner
by Victor Buhagiar |
I love to wander
amongst meadows and fields,
the sky's like blue satin
the lake's like a sheet.
The air's pleasantly cool,
as birds chirp and glide
and crickets, as is their wont
invent an orchestral chant.
There in a bower
two young lovers meet,
their arms are entwined
in a sweet embrace,
and quickly the sweethearts
with a lingering amorous kiss
seal their secret loving retreat.
Bells suddenly summon
a flock of white sheep,
I dare not count them
Afraid I'd go to sleep.
The spring is still gushing,
thin reeds in abundance
on the uneven edge.
Serenity surrounds me
All's beauty and grace
For Lord, you are everywhere
Giving us hope and care.
by Charmaine Chircop |
the rapid beating
of a giving heart sublime
by Yoni Dvorkis |
lost love, lovelove,
Love is an authority.
It dictates choice and consequence
and joins together all the wayward lamenters
who grieve at their loss of purity.
Love is an actuality.
It breathes new life into masochists
who wished to die a thousand times over
and prey upon the weak and fragile.
When you let love in at first, it may seem out of place,
like a foreign object lodged in your chest, a parasite
feeding on the brains of its host, thriving in darkness,
blood-letting leeches drain this swollen heart...
But love does not enforce kindness; only offers a gentle reminder
for anyone who's forgotten how great it feels
to give for the sake of giving
and not be afraid of his own shadow.
by Robert Lindley |
encouraging, family, humanity, life, love, truth, wisdom,
Bit Of Truth And Wisdom, Found In Old Age
At that age wisdom says life is a joke
consider blindness of other poor folk.
Stop to ponder why on earth we exist
you may just find giving on that big list.
To live well, love hard and thus procreate
easy to see easier to relate.
Living life together with your soulmate
should be a part of everybody's Fate!
Finding life is not about what you got
should be holding solid, number one spot
Tis more about life lived well and deeper
with one you found, knew to be a keeper
If long life, happiness is your great aim
if reaching not for it, you are to blame!
Robert J. Lindley, 1-16-2017
by Tim Smith |
I search the skies
for a signal,
of hope, of trust, of promise
amongst the celestial beauty.
Is it in the setting sun
like the giving of your heart?
Is it in the glistening stars
like the twinkle in your eyes ?
Is it in the comets
that streak across the sky
like that smile streaking across your face?
Oh it must be the half-moon
such beauty and grace
glowing for all to see.
For you are the other half
The one that completes me.
by Silent One |
angst, love, solitude,
No one understands the reason for living,
many prefer to receive without giving.
In a world full of selfish behaviour,
solitude has become my silent saviour.
Instruments are repressed without musicians,
as some kill the music before auditions.
My harp cares not for words about tradition,
ignores fake applause for romantic fiction.
Love is a way of life, yet some bring it shame,
mercy cannot sin, feelings are not a game.
People point fingers to those without a name,
what will they do when there's no one left to blame?
I'm no Romeo, I need no Juliet,
I've loved and lost, broken hearts I still regret.
24 August 2019
by Tim Smith |
A moment in time, frozen in my mind
Vision of beauty,
an angel in my eye
Sunshine sparkling down
Brightening up my cloudy days
Life was on the downturn
out of control
Nights of loneliness. days of false smiles
A few choice words,
consoling my cries
Those killer smiles you gave
Those deep caramelized eyes,
giving solace to my broken heart
Taking my hand,
you lead me from the deep,
into the light.
Upon the next shooting star
To you, I devote my heart.
by Tonytocaa Camacho |
courage, discrimination, freedom,
Giving us life
Giving us hope
We were free
Of that kind of
Many of us
To our knees
Even as you
Lay in my arms
While our church
Whispering to me
Be free my love
Lesser men would
Have gone mad
But not I
I would not
That kind of
All rights reserved
by Sherry Asbury |
The world is a heavy boulder,
both in bulk and severity...
We can lighten the burden -
it’s up to you, and up to me...
Let me be a beautiful balloon,
my string tied to the earth below.
Add each of you to help me pull us
upward and onward as our goal.
Each laugh, each smile of each day
makes the air grow fuller with love.
There may be sorrow below us,
but we can sigh and rise above...
Balloons, we can be, with our
strings tethered to a weary earth.
Rising skyward to a higher objective,
giving us each a new and brighter worth.
by Connie Marcum Wong |
christmas, december, feelings, inspirational, june, love,
Christmas time was lonely for this young boy.
He lived a homeless life upon the street.
Remembering before, when life held joy,
Inside, warm and cozy near a hearth's heat.
Snowmen always seemed to share such delight
That he thought he would build one near each home,
Maybe joining in a fun snowball fight,
Always creating snowmen in the gloam;
Sweet surprise for families unaware.
Giving the only gift he could think of
In building each snowman he took such care,
For it was his kind way to share his love.
These gifts brought him such happiness to see
Smiles upon surprised faces filled with glee.
ring size 6 purple, green or blue
by Andrea Dietrich |
Since you came into my life, I can tell you true
Only pleasing you is all I want to do!
Sugar I’ll be giving you every day and night.
When you waken, I will greet you with my sweet delight.
Embracing you, I’ll be your minX, eXactly what you need.
Enjoyment, like chocolates in a boX I’ll give to please
The man I love. Honey, just relaX; eXpect lots and lots of these!
Jan. 19,2017 for Kim Rodrigues' Message in an Acrostic Contest
by JAN ALLISON |
Giving freely of your time
These small things cost you nothing
But can mean the world to another person
They truly are precious gifts
Contest:- Small Gifts
Sponsor: Brian Johnston
by JEAN MURRAY |
adventure, future, moving on,
P erhaps it's time to let it go.
A ll that pain you suffered so.
S train on your heart and soul.
T ime to release and let go.
P eer around at your life now.
R elish the love your children give.
E njoy your work as you always have.
S it and relax at end of day.
E nergised by renewed hope.
N ever again to ever succumb
T o being abused by anyone.
F acing the future with a smile.
U pteen reasons to celebrate.
T he joys of living and giving.
U ncertainity will always remain.
R emember to count your blessings.
E mbrace often those you love.
by Chris Hagy |
absence, animal, christian, death, encouraging, sympathy, uplifting,
Though my stall here is empty now
If you listen close...
You can hear me running through a greener pasture
Your sorrow opens the gate and releases me free
Thank you for rescuing me from worldly darkness
And giving me love unsurpassed
So that I may now run with others so loved...
But never forgotten
I am a child again young and lean my spirit afire
And oh how our spirits thrive here
Never again to feel the pain of the earth
Hear me running!
For your tears have watered the grasses for me
In God's Greener Pasture
-originally written for Kae Surrah
an Arab rescue mare
by Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick |
dedication, on writing and words
His talent as a Bard explodes
From an exquisite mind it flows
Through an instrument of script
Flooding parchment reverberating
Through the psyche creating waves
Reaching the far ends of the universe
Words of truth deep sentiment flourish
Propelling legitimate personal emotions
Giving due praise to brave loyal and true
To God nature his love and fellow Bards and
The magnificent highlands he loves so well
Always uplifting inspiring and sharing
Accept this tribute from an amateur a friend
With gratitude for reading commenting for
Being just who you are, The Highlander
by amanda smith |
What can be said
about this man
One that is not easy to be read.
His words come to life
Pen to paper
With poetry to his wife
A loving father indeed
Nothing else like it
Teaching and giving all they need.
Mysterious is he
What's in his head
Is he thinking about me
He's not perfect
Mistakes have been made
Things I know he'll correct
He's my best friend
the one I married
A love that will never end
He has been mine
For quite some time
I find he is still so divine.
by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
faithlove, , cute,
The love God gives remains unbound.
Jesus of Nazareth came down.
Everlasting, His love abounds.
Deliverer and Redeemer: crucified, He died.
Eternal sacrifice, His perfect life tried.
Painfully executed, giving no retort to their lies.
Omnipotent creator, teacher, and revelator
Righteous, He lived, and died; over sin the victor.
Incomprehensible pain He, for us bore.
Two women, Mary, His mother, and Mary Magdalene
Inconceivable how perfect love and wisdom fomented.
Overcome with grief, Nicodemus and more lamented.
Never ending love, on the third day Jesus the Christ, alive presented.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
December 5, 2009
by Kelly Zakerski |
confusion, husband, life, loss, lost love, love, wife
Witnessing before God, and taking your vow
Enter into marriage, forever starts now
Devoted to each other, for all your life
Desiring no one, except for your wife
In sickness and in health, till death do you part
No one should come between you, right from the start
Giving of yourself, to make your family whole.
Value the sanctity, of both being “one”
Obstacles are there, for you to over come
Wedding vows are sacred, to show all your love
Straying away, is not meant from God above.
by Charlie Smith |
beautiful, giving, love,
What I find beautiful and particularly satisfying
is when I see one person giving love to another,
particularly when it's no one in particular...
by Michael Osborne |
introspection, life, lost love, sad,
Lost all alone.
Waiting patiently for companionship.
Reruns of the old.
Savage cruelties unleashed.
Unable to share this.
An undesirable partner.
Giving with nothing recieved.
Demanding any explanation.
Stripped of all dignity.
Left naked and weak.
Deserving of much.
No experience fair.
Doesn't matter to any.
Administered by most.
Cared by none.
Lost all alone.
by Line Gauthier |
dream, giving, hope, tribute, uplifting,
if I had only
one message to leave
it would be
to love yourself enough
and in such a way
to make the most
of your many talents
in order to pursue
your every dream
if I had only
one gift to leave you
it would be a magical cloak
to protect your heart and soul
from all disparaging negativity
so you would never veer from
living all your dreams
Submitted on January 13, 2020 for contest STRAND SELECT 11 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on December 2, 2018
by curtis johnson |
Love is being humble and selfless, caring and kind to all
Love hopes and trusts; is protective but not possessive
Love perseveres, going the distance above and beyond
Love is forgiving and keeps on giving without taking
08062018 Poetry Soup Contest, A four line poem on what is love, Faraz Ajmal, 2P
Each line with a maximum of 14 syllables
by Bobby May |
Complicated I am not
Frustrated I can be
Simple is my quest
Contests I do my best
I leave perfection to all the rest
I only write what I feel
Spell Check I leave up to you
Much soup mail I receive
A true blessing given to me
Helpful hints and missed spelled words
All giving me love in your words
My head is not so big
To help me when in need
My heart fills with smiles
When I make a mistake
For I know you will help me
This is the love I have found
I love making Mistakes and
Your Soup Mail you send to me!