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Poem Details | by Leo Larry Amadore |
Categories: fantasy, imagination, love, moon, nature, romance, sea,

Sea Idyll

In a world of conflict and scheming,
may I never awaken from dreaming
of someday being able to float
out -- out in my own little boat --
out on a moon-lit bay
where tropical waters play
and a cooling breeze drifts by.
The salt sea air would be bracing --
would set my weary heart racing --
there on that moon-bright bay.
Only gulls overhead, as they fly, and I,
would hear, from the sandy shore,
the palms as they rustle I sigh --
oh -- I never would ask for more
than to float on the nurturing sea --
only you, and the moon, there with me.

Poem Details | by Rosalie Risley |
Categories: introspection, love, nature, visionary,


I dream of a day
when there is total blending.
Like sombiant in host.
the self extension that is self.
Total penetration in each other.
The discussion of eyes,
the echo of embrace.
My time wants in your love,
like brook surrounds stone
like breeze shivers tree.

Poem Details | by Charles Mwalimu |
Categories: love,

We Found Love

Every time we fight,
fight over nothing,
I realize how hard
it is to live
without you,

Every time I look at
your photo,
And remember your
Your touch,
Your breathing
Love burns in my
Lighting the embers
in my soul
No one baby, no one
can put off this
No one baby, no one
can quench the
thirst I have,
For your love,

We find love in
every argument,
In every second we
look at each other,
We found love, that
sweet day in the
A love that lives

Poem Details | by Catherine Trout |
Categories: flower, love,

He loves me, he loves me not

My favorite flower, I'm sure we all must have one       Grows wild in fields beneath the sun   Symbolizes innocence and youth     Colors of white and yellow shining truth      Many an hour I would bear    Making chains around my neck I would wear        The nicest place on the side of a hill      Water below the quaking of ducks I hear them still          Lying back with my friends getting lazy       Amongst my favorite flower the daisy.

Poem Details | by Ryan Jackson |
Categories: love

Love thought

My eternal love is with you,
never shall it die, 
weaken, nor be faded by life's unkind gratitude.

Wherever your body and mind takes your beauty,
my arms will protect you,

keep you warm.

I'll give my soul,
and heart for you  to keep,
if you should return it,
it'll always be warmth from your touch,
Until my last beat...

Poem Details | by Daniel de Culla |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, me, love, me,



“”....Ander her picture when she cut her wrists and so the kid saw the picture and his prick went Whoop Whoop Whoop,,,”
- TrantinoThe Great Blafigria Is.

“ … For I dream I know not how¡
And my soul is sorely shaken
Lest an evil step be taken,-
Lest the dead who is forsaken
May not be happy now.”
-The Bridal BalladEdgar Allan Poe

Please Stop.
I don’t want falling in Love
& being pretty smart 
O mamma mia
When the Train is Gone
 I thrower in motion:
I don’t hit the nail on the head¡ 

 I’m going wild against the Wall
Slap-up meal
My brain’s been ****ed
When yr love is come 
Toot toot 
Damn ***** ate my dog.

 Then haemin’s yr Ass: 
Love is a silly thing
 Fancying that
All over the place 
And to die 
Of a broken Heart, ja, ja ja.

 Hey captain¡ Hey captain¡
 My arm chaplain is incapable.
Hey Captain¡ Hey Captain¡
 I think we’re gonna cum
In the twinkling of an eye:
 The end of the love
Lies inside you¡

 Do you know Do you see:
All lovers are Rapier pigs
 bastard Gentlemen of rape
Looking out at all rissoles
In the churches’ streets 
& saying:
” let me darkle
Or let me daze”.

 With Langston Huges’ motto
As we live and learn:
“Dig and be dug
In return”

No more Love Poem
Darkly Vampire.
Carry me to Yr Black Ritual
Of bloody Love
 Leaning lip-poised.
 We tremble to receive
The darkly ****ing Eucharistic 
To touch Perceive
Touch Explore
 And yet with utmost Sinful care
 Slide Melt

The *****Cock 
And Chicken 
In the head of lustful night
Carry me.

Poem Details | by Tina O Chimma |
Categories: love, passion, romance, heart, thanks, heart, thanks,

Hearty Tank of Love


                                    Thanks to that Man
                   whose heart reflects the sweetness of music
                    who sings to the lullaby of my waking tout's
                      whose melody comforts the crying heart
                                        with wants                    
                                      Thanks to Him
                 whose voice sings to the merging hearts of Love      
                              Thanks to that sweetness
                       that combines slow melody with words
                              Thanks to that special Him 
                    in whose arms my searching heart beams!

© Tina O Chimma

Poem Details | by kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr |
Categories: adventure, cute love,


our love is real
its the lord s deal
we have same appeal
love same meals
this love  is from above
you see it

Poem Details | by Michael Grugan |
Categories: death, happiness, lost love,

Believe Not Tomorrow

Believe not tomorrow, the Dawn's fragrant lies,
Nor Love's fickle promise which heavenward flies
On gilded wings soon fallen to death
As songs which hearts sung gasp piteous breath.

O, sweetest poems my ear did assail
From lutes plied by angels 'pon shimmering vale
Which nebulous, floated nowhere save in Dream,
As my soul kisses gallows in wretched scream/

Now I walk midst the graves and envy the peace
Of slumber well-gained, and long for release
From the heart's empty exile, long laden with chains,
To sleep! Repose! beneath midnight rains...

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: love, wife,

A Winter Idyll

A year has passed but not July's shiver,
  the bed is warm and in the air a chill,
yet it's not the cold that makes me quiver
  but the eros of our winter idyll.
She is up and rising at the cockcrow -
  her slumber over, her avail begun,
she comes to me parting her wet furrow...
  and I am inside the Gates of Eden!
That matrix of life and morning glories,
  that corona in its ring at gloaming
and brightest of all celestial bodies
  my eyes desiring and my lips roaming.
All else forsaking at dawn's early light
I lay smitten in the thrill of her sight.

                July 1998

Poem Details | by zamir osorov |
Categories: love, universe,

The micro world of macro love

I wanna hiding  with you and escape
from this moody realm  in bathyscaphe
that  made from one pea seed or nutshell,
but inwardly this little chamber 
must been craftily and exactly  
prepared as yacht of Abramowitz,
with precious dine room, cupboard, sofa, nice kitchen,
and others fashion  utensils and commodities
protecting gears and comforts setting, -   
have you been happy, satisfied and saluted me,
if we are going to trip and dive in depth of joyce and luxuries 
in such excellent solitudes
swimming nowhere and everywhere?

I wanna vanish with you in silk cocoon
of mulberry worm, 
have gone forever
from all these problems
and hard solved tasks -
jealous, stupidness, side back glances 
from this and others world.

I wanna creating own universe personally,
where all have been simple, the best and informal, 
boarding the airbus of hollow bean pod
to fly somewhere
there no one to step before us,
diminishing for the tiniest blade of grass
gone to one dust,
fluctuating in Brown chaos,
wrapped to molecule,
absorbed in the cloudily world of atom.

And even punishment in the electron
flying with great speed and for no one known
place in universe 
in every instance, 
i am gladly received
as get such life and principle of uncertainty existence,
if only you, my dear, have been happy and satisfied 
with me in that extraordinarily environment 
in micro world of macro love
living nowhere and everywere

Poem Details | by John Allen |
Categories: lost love


And she stared at the nothings that fell at her feet
frozen in the still wind as a silent image of an angel
She held the beauty of the world
She clutched eternity in her stare
Was she all alone as she stood there upon the top of the stair
of where stars frowned down in earnest reproach of such a lovely sight
She wrapped the blanket of heavens around her frame
She stared and all I could was sigh
This is what it was like to face a love, to be removed, and then to die

Poem Details | by Tasmina Hayat Khan |
Categories: for him, lost love,

Angelina and her Swain

Neglecting the sun-rays 
She comes here each day
Approaches to see the rabbit hole,
Ignoring the fear of animals
As her swain once committed her, 
He will come here to meet her again.

Flowers emaciated, Trees withered, 
Following the cursed- strong storm;
Cascades are no more watering,
Still drought can’t lock her in,
Birds don’t fly now in this sky;
But rainbows reminds her of him
Counting the seven colors, 
She knits her trance that
The prince will emerge yet again.

That day he came on unicorn,
While sleeping soundly on her mom’s lap,
A bouquet of flower, box of love candies,
He said, he loves and would love her forever;

Angelina, now knitting a sweater thinks...
What would match him more?
A maroon? No...Blue, nope it should be crimson
Hence their love is forever, yet a lot to endeavor,
Entering to the wood, she asks the woodcutter,
‘Have you seen my prince today?’
Negatively answers regularly the woodcutter,
But Angelina counts her days till the date.
The pitcher of her waist, she keeps with her
She thinks he (Prince) must be thirsting,
When the unicorn flies, thirstily the price almost dies,
But seldom has he got a moment to stop,
The well became dry; the time keeps on flying, 
The prince never comes here to stop.
At last the pigeon comes, delivering the letter
The prince once died by the encounter.

Poem Details | by Ndumiso Sikhakhane |
Categories: for her, love,

Please my love: seek no help for me

Love love love I lay my hands over you and rest
beside you as I see the stars blinding my thoughts, my mind,
making me a living socket of rejoice.
Proportion as a day may seem but mind me not
for I seek and desire to spend it all with you, right in your arms.

My love I am addicted to you,
please take me not to the rehab
for I won’t mind to die high of you.
My dreams are attached to you,
my smile is defined by the love you give to me.

My love I am infected by you,
please take me not to the hospital
for I won't mind to die fully blown by you.
My thoughts are drawn by your love,
my happiness is a smear of your heart.

My love I am crazy in love with you,
please take me not to a pastor or sangoma
for I won't mind to die completely lost in you.
My heart beat relies on how much you love me,
my laughter is a true expression of my satisfaction.

Poem Details | by awoh kingsley awoh |
Categories: lost love,


Friends we are before the the aparty sets in
Our souls knitted and knotted  with dreams
Sharing whiskey and wits in the winds of life
Chattering doubts, and charring chagrin
Today, as foes we fool ourselves because of her
Pulling the triggers of revenge on each others minds
Does she really worth it?
Yester night, i saw her in the pool of lust with another man
Here we are contesting over imaginary love.

awoh awoh

Poem Details | by Xavier Keough |
Categories: faith, happiness, love, passion, sea, seasons, wedding


I am lost
Basking in radiant eyes
Like the grass grows fonder
Bending to the sun's sultry cries
Undressing summer’s silhouette
Fall's blushing fingertips
Warmed by the naked thought
Of hope's supple lips
I am crushed
By heaven's downy gait
Rain’s rose petal toes
Caressing tantric throes
For my heart is adrift
Imbued by harmonic hues
Nature's idyllic shoes
Twirling her golden hand
I am cured
By laughter's contagious dare
Leering through lipstick hair
Strawberry tines
Tickling my helpless spine
Springtime invading
Passion parading
That which winter cannot bear
I can taste
The fruit of her fertile kiss
The nectar of blooming bliss
Like sweet wine suckled
From Eden’s weeping vine
The scent of a sacred sign
For only love's bounty
May find her

Poem Details | by Iger Rolyat |
Categories: black african american, devotion, faith, happiness, soulmate, true love, wedding,


The day has arrived for me to share, with all who have gathered here, 
what  has flowered in my heart since God brought her into my life.
The sweetness of my love is in full bloom this day and so I stand before  
God and this assembly  to share the rich harvest of my love for him.

To you I offer the wholeness of my mind and spirit; the commitment  to be forever true.

In all ways and for always I am yours; in body and soul we are hereafter one.

I promise to make God my adviser; to speak with Him, to listen to Him, and follow His counsel in all affairs of our lives.

And I too will hold a covenant with God that our coupling will be strong and forever lasting.

Let all who witness my promise to defend, protect and honor my bride know that we will be together even beyond the gates of Heaven.

Let all who see and hear this celebration know the extent of my sharing and caring for my groom is as close as Heaven could be to Earth

And so, in keeping with the Master’s Plan, please accept me as your husband.

And answering the will of God, please allow me to be your wife.

For our lifetimes.

For all time.

Copyright 2016   Iger Rolyat   All Rights Reserved

Poem Details | by Maryna Tchianova |
Categories: art, beauty, culture,

Sacred and profane love by Titian - 1514

Love divine 

How it burns when it falls from the sky - 
how it hurts when the water is done
How it rains with the words half-denied, 
When the world looks for fabulous suns

How it aches when the feeling's away
from the roads that are fast and are clean
How it roars when the lights are insane,
how they fatefully touch our skin

How I pray for this love not to fade,
How I look for your eyes in the woods, 
How we crave for emotional shade, 
In each other we find our roots

Profane love

When the touch dumbs us down - 
when the shadows arise, 
When in passion we drown, 
when there's evil disguised

When your kiss, black as night, 
slowly turns on my key, 
when your arms, full of might, 
burn my fragility, 

When we're fruitful and hot, 
when we're lost in our dreams, 
When we're tied with love's knots, 
So profane we might seem


(c) Maryna Tchianova, Ukraine

Poem Details | by Norman Purvis |
Categories: happiness, love,


A wandering minstrel, I.
Full of joy and laughter.
With a song and a dance.
I play, and romance.
The beautiful girls of Lancaster.

I fall in love every day,
With whoever I may.
Never get to marry.
Love them, and leave them.
Stay single, stay happy.

Every day I rejoice.
Because of my choice.
Just myself, to consider.
This is the way to be.
Stay single stay happy.

I need no one.
No not I.
I am myself sufficient.
All the things a woman does.
I am myself proficient,
Stay single stay happy.

You lovers, arm in arm.
Full of charm.
I wish you, happiness.
But it ends up, in a mess.
And you are alone.
Stay single stay happy.

A merry guy, am I.
I am forever gay.
Love them and leave them.
I say, stay this way.
Stay single stay gay.


Poem Details | by Norman Purvis |
Categories: love, people, love,


I love two women.
From  Benninden.
They are beautiful and divine.
Both of themmine.
Choose My fate.
Mary or Kate.

Mary is blond and Kate red.
Mary I'm fond, and Kate to wed.
Together is a living hell.
Your bosom is showing.
Your lipstick, too red.
Jealousy and hatred, enough said.
I can not state.
Mary or Kate.

As a threesome, it doesn't work out.
'Mary I love you' Kate, goes mad.
"Kate I love you' Mary is sad.
Together they kiss and cuddle.
When I'm not there, with.
Mary or Kate.

One day, a little embolden by gin.
To Mary would give in.
Another by beer, to Kate call dear,
I am faithful and true.
To these two.
What can I do.
Mary or Kate.

Maybe a Morman, I could be.
But there is only one of me.
One is enough, for any man.
To choose one is not my plan.
I must forget.
Mary and Kate.

Poem Details | by Jesse Jones |
Categories: imagination, introspection, life, love, mystery, nature,

How glorious the sunset!

One night the sunset rolled down soft and slow behind the hills afar,
and I sat rocking back and forth with rhythm in the trees as headlights drove away,
and turned my gaze from sky above where Venus and her brightest friends came 
out to play,
to tracing helter-skelter paths of tiny crimson ants criss-crossing broken bricks 
below my feet like scars,
and I thought of all the moments in my life that led me here, and how the ocean 
spreads across the world to touch the shore,
and how the mother keeps her child so close and does adore, and I thought of 
you, of but a girl, but whom I hold so dear

Poem Details | by Adell Foster |
Categories: art, dedication, devotion, happiness, inspirational, introspection, life, love, passion, seasons, timelonging,

We Breathe

Spring‘s gone,
Summer days,
Autumns hues of crimson and gold, will soon replace.
Silently, I gaze from secret place 

Consumed by memories
Of happiness shared of you and me,
Snowy days spent by the fire 

Entangled souls seemingly 
We beat the odds with evenness

In this present moment, a longing touch rises within
Where giddy hearts still afire
Passionately so…

In an instant,
It begins to rain within, 
I sigh, you sigh -- We

Poem Details | by Norman Purvis |
Categories: hope, love, me, me,

Let me

Give me your hand.
When you pass this way.
Let me protect you.
Every day.
Now and forever after.

Let me take the pain away.
Fill you full of laughter.
Make you, happy and gay.
Now and forever after.

Give me your heart.
When you look this way.
Let me feel it pounding.
Beating a song of love.
Now and forever after.

Let me kiss you.
To seal our vows.
To remember.
The feeling you engender.
Now and forever after.

Let me satisfy your every need.
Provide, in every way.
Give you all you say.
Now and forever after.


Poem Details | by Norman Purvis |
Categories: love,

My Love2

You are my hearts delight.
You are, a star.
A radiant light.
Shining at night.
I love you, for what you are.
Though, I am afar.

You make my day rejoice.
Close to you, my only choice.
I   never leave your side.
Near to you,  abide.


Poem Details | by Norman Purvis |
Categories: love, passion, wife, me,

My Love

I saw a girl today.
Who took my breath away.
She was walking down the street.
WhenBy chance, our eyes did meet.
She saw me riveted to the spot.
Admiring and looking with all I got.
She returned the look with a smile.
Without guile.
Not a word was said.
My tongue was dead.
Such beauty I have never seen.
She was like a dream.

I met her walking down  the street.
I said "Good evening" nice to meet.
She answered with a smile.
That made me tremble for a while.
"Hello"  so I kissed her hand.
I loved her, from that moment on.
We could not do wrong.

Poem Details | by Norman Purvis |
Categories: happiness, love, song, song,

Top of the World

There's a song in my heart.
And it's singing.
There's a poem inside my head.
That is ringing.
Saying, what I'm feeling.

My life, I am enjoying.
No pain destroying.
On top of the world.
My flag unfurled.
This song they are playing.

I am in the mood for love.
Like a light from above.
Shining on you.
The only one.
Come to me, 
If you only could.

In the meantime.
I think of you.
Live my life, alone and true.
Someday, maybe we will be as one.
You and I, together.
Loving one another.
For ever and anon.



Poem Details | by Patryk Jonca |
Categories: beautiful, crush, dedication, environment, leaving, loss, love,

Wasted Words

The first few, fall into the deepest well and make the biggest splash
The next ones fill the well prominently providing a bountiful of water to quench the thirst
These ones are not needed, the well is overflowing, yet more of them to come
There is less and less, there seems to be a sort of void
The well is emptying by the day, only enough to fill a bucket
The words dropped like coins for luck, yet have the opposite effect
No more to be said, the well contains no more than a puddle
But there is one hope left which originates from the clouds
Let's wait for them, to create the beautiful sounds.

Poem Details | by Diana Bosa |
Categories: love, romance, romantic, true love, winter,

Winter Idyll

On the first day of 
winter we were covered in
bisque mist and fondness.

Poem Details | by Norman Purvis |
Categories: love, passion

I Wonder

I wonder.

When you look at the moon.
Do you see me?
Floating past your room.
Bright eyed and free.

I wonder.
When you look up to the sky.
And you smile, is it the sun
That lights up your eye?

I wonder.
Do you feel this?
When I touch your face.
Gentle as an Angels kiss.
Smooth as satin and lace.

I wonder.
When  you look me  in the eye.
Can you see how much I love you?
My Darling do not cry.

I wonder.
We are so far apart.
Can you hear, 
The beating of my heart?

I wonder.
Not any more.
For it is you that I adore.

Poem Details | by Norman Purvis |
Categories: happiness, love, happy, happy, life,

The Happy Poet

A happy Poet am I.
Full of love and laughter.
There's nothing I wouldn't do, for you.
To get what I am after.

To be with you, now and forever
To spend my life with you, forever.
To wake you with a kiss.
Never to miss, a life of bliss.

Take a walk to the park.
On the beach to wander.
Everywhere you go.
Beside you.
I  linger.

At the end of day.
Sunset drawing in, 
Must I go dear?
I know that I should.
But I feel that together.
Makes me happy, forever.

Walking home in the rain,
Forgot the umbrella again.
Singing and dancing in the rain.
Life, a happy refrain.
You and I together.