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Poem Details | by Maurice Yvonne |
Categories: light,

The L In Da Name Linda Stands For Love


"Shhh,  look there they are. 
No one believed me. 
Now you see them too.
 A blessing of Unicorns. 

 If anyone knew where they were
it would be the end of the Unicorns.

 The one with the wings is the Queen. 
See how sad she looks. 

She has separated herself from the blessing. 

She loves the other Unicorns 
but she is dealing with her own issues.
They love her, she knows that.

This is different.

She has to deal with this herself. 

She knows she is loved.
She knows they all care for her.

Deeply!

She is their Queen after all. 

What? 
A song? 
Maybe!
I don't know. 

I brought poetry.
I brought soup. 
I have to try. 

I hope she believes me. 
She is going to be fine. 

I dreamt about her. 
In the dream her wings were spread.
You should of seen them spread 
they must of spanned farther than the horizon 
higher than the milky way. 

In my dream her magic horn was a beacon,
 it was leading her through the dark
but she was also a beacon for everyone else. 
Everyone who was trapped in the  darkness. 
She led them too! 
She always has. 
She is our Queen after all.

 I stood there amazed 
she was magnificent.

 She waited patiently and the light filled her. 
She knew it would happen and she was right.

That hand from up above 
the one she always trusted
filled her with light. 
She is the Queen and in my dream 
she had returned in her full glory."

Linda was back. 
It starts with an L 
L stands for love.

Maybe It's not a dream.

 'Fairy tales can come true - 
It can happen to you...
life gets more exciting with each 
passing day...!' 

I believe dreams are 
just a window to reality. 

I believe in Fairies.
 I believe in Unicorns. 
And I believe in Linda!



08~12~2014
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Contest Name: Fighting Depression(poems for PD) 
 




Poem Details | by Andrew Fairchild |
Categories: for her, innocence, integrity, love, rose, snow, trust,

Sonnet 28 'I Think I Know the Name of Purity'

I think I know the Name of Purity,
It is Your Name -- it holds clear water well!
A Chalice carved almost to shattering,
A white rose, that alone, grows in the dell
With drops of ice adorning its still face
The warmth of heart that comes with falling snow
The few flakes that adorn your lashes, by grace
Delightful cold that creeps up from below
Loquacity that speaks only the Truth,
Amazed by every small, delightful thing
Ubiquitous praise and unbroken Youth
Right Trust, that gave your finger to the Ring
Inevitable Joy, and whispered Love
E'er faithful, that this all is from Above.

2/11/2019

Submitted for:  Standard Poetry Contest 175

Sponsored by:  Brian Strand


Poem Details | by kenisha shines |
Categories: daughter, heart, life, love, me, mother, wife,

woman

I am the daughter of eve ,with the strength to create or destroy the world,but you nasty people
Judge and say me as a simple weak being.
Was born to be beautiful being but you made me suffer my whole life.
 During childhood,I loved playing with dolls  and with friends,
But you wanted me to do the chores so brother can enjoy.
He enjoyed all the pleasures and had all the fun,while I was in the
Hot sun,doing the work like a nun.
I worked like a donkey,but he had the turkey.
As he was the son, and I was none.
He had to read the books and I had the food to cook.
And there came a new man in life ,for whom I was wife.
He earned money and I was honey.
he had the authority and I was in poverty.
He was the ruler and I was the bearer.
All I wanted was the love ,but he gave me the stove.
The  days passed and the seasons changed,but my life hadn’t.
Designation changed from wife to  mother,nursing all the time
Was split into  two by husband and kids,but the heart always 
Desired something else.
Kids grew and flew to new destinations
the heart does crave and yearn for love as it is stupid,as it doesn’t 
have mind to think,and it is  there only to feel.
I want to learn, read ,play and relive those moments which were 
Mine  but were snatched away as I was a girl.
But it is us, who make this world beautiful,peaceful and happy.
We are mothers, daughters, sisters above all we are human beings.
Treat us like fellow humans but not like slaves,then you will see
The more beauty of the world.


PS:This poem is not based on my personal experience ,but on my observation and deep understanding of their pain.It speaks about women who went through this pain and strength they discovered they had to come out of it.


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, flower, heart, love, peace, sea, smile,

From the deepest caves one name echoed

Smiling hotly you're the flame captured underneath 
burning with a sunrise golden gleam frosted

Sparkling within dewdrops crystals crash 
over oceans waves rise and fall to grace

At your feet adoring they kiss salt saluting promise 
kneeling upon the sand footprints hold ground held 

Those inside one thousand memories wrapped forever 
perfect jewel you are the pearl of a deep sea always crowned

Lustre of one rainbow washed clean cut perfect flower 
white lily from the heart of love you brought peace


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: love, rose,

By Any Other Name

If love could have a color, I suppose
it wouldn’t be just any common shade.
I’d name it for the colors of the rose.
In heaven’s hues this flower is arrayed!

From chaste love’s hush of pink to heady rush
that’s shown by cardinal or crimson red,
the rose reveals the grades of ardor’s blush
unto the time it’s thought that passion’s fled.

But in the tint of amaranth, the fire
endures; in purple deep it can transcend,
while yellow blooms in bliss that does not tire,
and white’s fidelity will have no end.

Though black the bud, a red will grow thereof.
By any other name, the rose is love.


The rose is definitely my favorite flower!


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: beauty, humanity, love, peace, world war ii,

A Rose by any other name ---

Through the hushed whisper of the breeze Flowing through the majestic circling pine trees I sense that I have stepped Into a sacred hallowed space A GARDEN OF ROSES A heady perfume hits the senses Euphoric, Exhilarating, Enticing, Ethereal comes to mind Heaven sighs in a high frequency of vibrations To whisk one away to never before felt heights An Awe descends on me It's as if time itself has frozen A spiritual and mystical alignment Encased In A Timeless Capsule Of Love Reserved for the weary of heart perhaps? Roses from all nations scintillate in complete harmony Where no negative emotion except love Dares Enter ANGELS SING FROM ABOVE And I feel it deep in my pores I see it in the mother who lifts her child to smell a rose I see the artist who strives to capture its beauty In the frail old lady whose carer brings her wheel chair close to the Blooms In the star crossed lovers In the older couple who stare fascinated at the thorns on the stems Perhaps contemplating their past journey That is now in a blissful state of BLOOM And I wonder to myself Since roses from countries around the world Can bloom in complete harmony Why can’t we as humans do the same?
Footnote: Dedicated to my Mum, whose love for roses shone through with her peaceful nature and her love for peace and harmony in the family'La Vie en Rose' was one of her favorite songs MAY ALL NATIONS LIVE IN PEACE This poem Is Not about the 120 varieties of Roses represented by the best species from 120 different nations. This poem Is Not about the beautiful hues from almost black red, to sanguine reds, pinks, orange, yellows, delicate Harlequin tri-colours of shades of red to cream or the unusual roses of blues and even almost indigosAll these pictures you can see on the net if you look up the Ryoseni Temple in Nara Osaka which we visited on our recent trip to Japan. This poem Is Not about the hundreds and thousands of Rose blossoms encircled by a thousand pine trees. This poem Is About the concept behind this Rose garden established in 1957 as a living prayer for Peace and Harmony among all nations, not long after WWII. This poem Is About the tangible positive, peaceful energy that pervades these gardensA gentle breath of wind is instrumental to the delicate petals scintillating in orchestration and releasing the beautiful fragrance throughout this massive Rose garden This is a garden that binds Nations together with Roses that are not only an international symbol of Peace, Romance and Love, but it is no coincidence that it is a species with the highest harmonic vibrational energy frequency of 320 mhzA most beneficial and elevating energy to our well being(Humans have a frequency of 62 mhz to 68 mhz at full health). Let’s bring back LOVE & HARMONY people - starting right HERE. For more on the beauty of Japan you may like to visit my poem 'Seduction In Spring - A Haiku Garland' La Vie En Rose sung by Daniela Andrade


Poem Details | by Sean Kelly |
Categories: funny, on writing and words, love, me,

What's in a Name .

Mom.I think I might be homosexual..
CALM~DOWN !.I just said THINK !..
It's not I fear
My multi~studded ear ,
Or that I look stunning dressed in pink
I wont complain ,
As I sip champagne
Of my blemish~free youthful looks ,
Or how I enjoy the finer things in life ;
Like fine art , or poetry books
 NO !.I never joined the Girl~Guides
 You're being silly...patronizingly
I dont like damp
But I do love camp....
'Specially in Summer , by the sea
I like being with Brad and Christopher ;
Young Lloyd is such a dear
And Mourice is such  a sweet lad ;
Yes.I'll always keep them near
But , deep inside my inner soul
When push will come to shove
For my own part ,
Who has my heart ,
Yes !.It's Annie I really love
But one thing that still bothers me ,
And will , until my dying day...
Is , when on that morn....
Yes!.When I was born..
WHY ! !.Did you name me  GAY ??...


Poem Details | by Gry Christensen |
Categories: break up, emotions, lost love, love, memory,

Sometimes I forget his name

Sometimes
I forget his name
there are cavities 
in love too

dark gaps 
in the cracking heart
where aching
doubt and memories 
pulsate.


© Gry W Christensen


Poem Details | by Vladislav Raven |
Categories: love,

In Praise Of Your Name - Valentine's Collection

(Valentine's Collection)

51.

I now sing love's song, in praise of your name,
of beauty divine, in Heavenly grace,
a heart softly singing into the night,
I sing my song for the one I adore.

In love's domain, you are my passion's flame,
I praise your name as we stand in embrace,
lost within your eyes, shining Sapphire bright,
with you my love, I shall stand by love's shore.

You are the glory, you are my love's fame,
I see the wonder of your golden face,
in praise of your name I walk in your light,
beloved, your joy sings into my core.

I was alone into my life you came,
I now sing love's song, in praise of your name.

11/02/2019.


Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: deep, dream, emotions, fire, love, sky, stars,

Your Name Love

Lost living among'st the shadows of dreams 
An echo softly holds a gentle stillness 

As a vision grows dimly lit holding flames 
From troubles burning within chambers deep 

I raise my eyes towards the mountain peaks 
Winds softly echoing your voice inside the rain 

One charmer who cast such cunning spells 
Through a galaxy where time dances with the stars 

Spirit of eternal peace and love falls uniquely pure 
Into the arms of your goodness a picture develops 

Drunken soul of a sailor sings to the night sky
Lament of a seagull cries eternally over waves 


Poem Details | by Tyesha Ehigiator |
Categories: dedication, devotion, faith, happiness, hope, inspirational, life, love, peace, uplifting

~His Name Is Wonderful~

Jesus~
Earned his name~
Suffered all the pain~
Under the hands of men~
Settled with hate against him~

Compassionately he forgave them still~
He loved us then and he always will~
Rising he gave us the right to survive~
Intoxicating he is to all of our lives~
Supplying our each and every need~
Thank you father, For blessing me~

Our king above kings~
Understanding he brings~
Radiant he is indeed~

Living for Christ is the greatest thing~
Only in him may you rest in peace~
Remember each day to trust and forgive~ 
Divided from him is no way to live~


Poem Details | by Mustapha Mohammed |
Categories: how i feel, love,

I breathe Your Name

I breathe your name,in the silence of my heart
Your passion my awakening,your love my flame
With each rising of the sun my breath departs
Your presence is most stirring,divinity untamed.
These expiring crystalised tears would cease
For you tear the fetters of my mournful soul
Blazing up my world,the sweet fumes of peace
Makes life worth breathing,love uncontrolled.
Some men fight without reason,senseless form
Riches that expire -angels who smile like heaven
But you my lover are more than earthly charm
For you're the flames of love,a rose of heaven.

Thoughts and images of you scents my mind
In the silence of my heart,I breathe your name!


Poem Details | by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: faith, hope, inspirational, love,

In Your Name - The Prayer Style

~In Your Name ~ (Prayer Style ) " Dear Lord " May your abounding love, peace, our hearts fill And not evil, hate anywhere cause us ill May all grow closer each day more to you Let's not be rash in everything we do Let love, laughter, joy, walk with them and me Let love shine for us all and always be O Lord, vanish from hearts, minds, all that's wrong Let love, hope, peace, reign and live like a song Dear Lord, help us grow more in your wisdom And please heal everyday our hearts and qualms. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2011
July.31.2017 So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13 (NIV) -“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16 (NIV) - Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer Romans 12: 12 ( NIV ) -The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.” Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV ) “Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.” - Mark Twain- ~Author's notes: The "Prayer Style " is a poetry form or style created by Patricia Ann Farnsworth - Simpson.


Poem Details | by Patrick Farley IV |
Categories: anger, dark, lost, planet, sad love,

No-Name No: 18

The world burns apart,
like paper over candle.
The only breaking point 
that this planet couldn't handle.
Something turns to nothing
and that nothing's what remains,
that nothing turns to something
and that something turns to days.
Days are made of moments.
Moments; made of you,
moments make up hours
and together we make two.
We co-create a world
and pretend we're here forever,
let's break apart the pieces
come on, let's tear it down together!
This world was made to murder us
this world was made of fire,
we were born to join a homicide
and born pre-expired.
Time didn't want us,
we pretend we're here forever,
let's break apart the pieces
come on, let's tear it down together!
Our minds are vast and lonely
instant pleasure keeps us lifted,
it's no wonder every human
has to leave this world addicted.
God says He wants us.
We pretend we're here forever,
lets break apart the pieces
come on, let's tear it down together!
You're simple and distracting,
I say "I love you" out of habit.
I only care for you on impulse,
sorry, I'm simply just an addict.
I'm simply just a human
simply made to last forever.
Our purpose in this world is simple;
let's tear it down,

you and I.


Poem Details | by Dear Heart |
Categories: baby,

In The Name Of Love

I was only sixteen when I gave birth to you a child having a child - my parents made a decision for me I would give you up for adoption and that is what happened the days after, I was lost confused and questioning the decision but I knew I could not care for you I was just a kid part of me would never forgive me a part of my heart was forever missing when I got a bit older without my parents knowing I tried to find you but got nowhere then much later- I told my mother and father that I wanted to search they did not stop me I searched for years not a day went by my son that I did not think of you I loved you although I never held you I was your mother should I find you, I would not change your life perhaps just be part of it time went by and life went on first father passed and in time mother I inherited the family plot one day, I went to visit with roses and for some reason before leaving I went into the cemetery office I asked for a list of who was buried in the plot as the lady read off the names, I nodded then she said, oh yes, and there is the baby boy a dagger stabbed my heart I asked the date- I could not breathe I had tears in my eyes I had found you, my baby boy the lady showed me your birth certificate and your death certificate and there was no doubt you died at birth I know my parent lied to protect me in the name of love and I will never know why why did they let me search the world could they not tell me the truth in my mothers dying breath could she not tell I will never understand the why and never forgive it made me so sad and that sadness still lingers I had "baby boy son of and your date of birth" engraved on the family stone, after all I was the owner you were never given a proper name now, I know where you are and my search is over although you dwell in another realm you are my son and I am your mother how many times did I stand at that cold tomb not knowing your bones lay beneath my feet I go often with a white rose for my sons because in time, I had two baby boy angels buried there, both loved ____________________________________ July 19, 2016 Poetry/Free Verse/In The Name Of Love Copyright Protected, ID 16-809-918-0 All Rights Reserved Written under Pseudonym. For the contest, Long Lost Family sponsor, Silent One Fourth Place


Poem Details | by kash poet |
Categories: lost love,

our name still together


divorce letter---
our names still together
on the bark of a tree




;)

not my story :)


Poem Details | by Lillie Williams |
Categories: spiritual, me, people, love, me, people, time,

My Name Is

My Name Is

I am the reason people
Lie to one another
Hatred, jealous, and envy
Toward their brother
I will make you cry
Don’t care how you feel
And if you are not careful
Your very life I will steal
My name is what, and
Who you think it is
I am the big dog
The one and only thrill

I am known to cause
Confusion on the spot
I been chased many times
But never ever caught
I’ll make you do what 
You never thought you could
I am bad, I rule this hood                                                                            
Don’t take me lightly or
Say what I wouldn't do
Anything is possible when
I choose to do it to you

All this time and you still
Know not my name?
When bad things happen to you
Tell me who do you blame?
My job is to keep all of you
From reaching Heaven
I bet you know me now
My name is the devil
I cause wars and fights
In every single town
I stick out like a sore thumb
I am easy to be found

When a person pulls a trigger
And takes someone’s life
I made them do it;
I brought hatred in their sight
I told you to leave your wife
And your husband as well
You love what I offer you
I make great sells

It’s easy to plant a seed
In most people head
Some people is easy 
Prey to be led
Once you open up and
Let me inside
You will repeat all kind
Of jokes and lies
I love it when people let
Me have my way
I dance you like a 
Puppet on a string
And there’s nothing
 You can say

My name is, and always 
Will be
Mrdevil to you
Hey! That’s me                                                                                          
I am cunning, and come
In so many forms
If you are not a child of God
My spirit you fail to learn

I am a peace breaker
I hate to keep things together
Continue to do what I say
We can spend eternity
In hell together
So the next time you are lonely
And crave to do wrong
Call me on the phone
Or visit my home
I live between purgatory
And the inferno in hell
If you forget my number
You can send me an E-Mail


Poem Details | by JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
Categories: friendship, girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, hope, inspirational, life, love, passion, peace, people, romance, time, visionary,

If you name a poem something cheesy like--- Venus --- it Will only get twenty reads

"What's your story?"
she questions,
"you seem interesting."
wildflower
in eyes
I reply, "NOW."

often people become confused
by such a unique response
not this one

she's a beauty
shiny minded stone
lives warm under veins
lacks definition of alone

alone she stands
tallest green blade
unscathed
each time the oily blade passes above

erect 
she stays the same
tingling pulses exhale her pores
she'd rather sink
than have to think the way of worldly whores

still...
malice skips her
no ripples in the lake
dripping from her face
sunshine slips across tangerine cheeks

gold flows throughout waves 
streaming locks
sky clear eyes surprise those
choosing to be consumed 
by her entice

hands free of envy
no webs to spin
hips unmolested
thighs slick
turpentine

be warned
she will divide you
no voodoo 
or silly twisted games
though safe may escape you

blemish-less
untangled...
the girl
she
Goddess
baby of zero maybes
KNOWS
how?
she knows

as clarity lent us its giant umbrella 
her lipstick smacked my tongue 
from there
we never looked back



Poem Details | by cynthia ondrich |
Categories: love, on writing and wordsme, me,

His Name is Poetry

                   His Name is Poetry


I have a new friend, a new love
He dances with his pure and honest heart
And strokes me with his gentle words
I crave him, desire him more with each passing day
Oh, what deep feelings he has stirred within me
He carries me joyfully, sometimes sadly, on a journey
From moment to hour to the day’s end
With his words, rhythmically he calms and soothes me
As does a mother cooing to her precious newborn
With a love as strong and as real
I can not, will not, be without you
You have entered my life swiftly, silently
Yet your power yells loudly, beckons me to follow
In your footsteps, to see where you go
Where you will take me, my love,
Poetry


Poem Details | by Olivia Huddleston |
Categories: love, passion, romance,

Say My Name

Curiousity is definately an understatement,
an obsession, or crazy desireMore like it.
The smell, the sound, feel or taste.
All senses working as one to create it, 
a higly addictive state of mind, full of haste.
Anyone can or can't, make it happen or work it.
Expressions, and high emotions 
or is it just the motions?
Is it your surroundings that create, this 
vindictive passion?
Or is it words that get this fantasy going?
It's a different motivation for everyone, 
result is the same.I want you to say my name.


Poem Details | by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: love, sensual,

In The Name Of My Lips


Only in thy ecstasy, let Thor-
The name of my weary lips rest
For mine soul, from long sleep 
Started waking sensual desires
To remember, O, how dalliance 
Inspired by flame, embraced us!


Poem Details | by Meggan Rogalski |
Categories: confusion, imagination, introspection, life, loss, love, nature, river,

If you had a name (An ode to loss and water)

If the lovely breeze had a name
we could drift together as two dandelion wishes
floating wanton on foamy winds.
If the river were rolling, gently
we could slide in and swim
for hours, without rushing
and love is like that.
Love is like still water
standing so deep in a vessel
 yet so easily broken upon the smallest of stones;
scattered, and yet-
from this another river begins
(as you begin)
How lovely if you had a name
I would call out to you
and I would hear your reply as
the wind blowing, the water rushing
and not your echoes
 as you trickled across so many small, jagged stones


Poem Details | by Arturo Michael |
Categories: blessing, inspirational, jesus, love,

In his name I praise

If you don't know how to pray, it's OK ~ if you can't quote scriptures and 

remember what the bible says , don’t dismay ~ God sent a savior that speaks  
 
to hearts regardless of color, creed or race ~ in his name you'll find your 

saving grace ~ there is no situation in your life too difficult for him ~ lay down 

your worries and put your trust into his hands ~ give in ~ feel the power of 

 love that will guide and light your way ~ his healing glory is here to stay  ~ 

give thanks knowing wherever you may be ~ he's there to comfort you ~ only 

he can break the chains and set you free ~ there's no hope stronger, no force 

mightier, no love greater in heaven or on earth ~ than in the name of JESUS ~ 

rejoice as miracles unfold  ~ for in the name of JESUS ~ you can rest your 

weary soul ~


Poem Details | by Karen Bryson-Lewis |
Categories: black african american, lost love, passion, me, night, me, night,

Contempt Has A Name

I stand naked wrapped only in the truth
you vile, loathsome reptile.
My contempt of you is limitless
as I have been force-fed your hypocrisy.
Your postulations are lost on me
as my insight into your repulsive nature
is exceeded only by the palpable stench of your aura.
Eyes opened to their widest apex,
ridiculously lends support to your “jokerish” 
smile overly exaggerated in a…
Carol Channing kind of muse.
It seems your purse a revolving door
to his wants, has an ideally broken clasp…
Your shoulder, a never ending
tissue to his every sorrow should be waterlogged.
Which stands to reason why your legs
stretched open as wide as the earth’s axis, 
“she-doggedly-in-heat” sniffs attention from him
and remains open like an all night 7-11 just to 
provide “respite” in the name of “friendship”.
You find joy in slinking and scurrying through
the misfortunes and/or gains in our life,
all the while professing your love to him 
and masticating on a stolen covenant
you have orchestrated in destroying.
There is no sector of my day
allowing me peace and escape from your 
treachery and continued debauchery
Your hair once a mousy shade of brown
now waxes blond in your further attempt 
to assure he remains suckled at your breast 
knowing his lust for blond haired, blue eyed
women that are six shades lighter than my ebony hues.
There is though, an appellative to my anguish,
which recoils from my tongue at 
any attempt to voice this rage.
Escalating anger marinates and broils within 
my breast as your ubiquitous presence
in my life has finally left me little strength
and no shelter from the uncloaked
vicious pain searing me to the core
in this deep abyss I have found myself in…
Unleashed fury beckons me, reaching back beyond now 
when day was night and night was only imagined
barely controlling this hate and 
the exigency to extract myself
from this nefarious, cheap, vaudevillian 
show, which no longer can be ratiocinated
through your insipid lies before I...
Can’t imagine your expending this much 
energy with your own household or husband because
you’re always living and breathing in mine!
Contempt has a name…and its malodor is…Linda.


Poem Details | by dustin castlen |
Categories: childhood, friendship, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love, love, romance, uplifting, me, heart, heart, love, me,

her name is love

Dear love
i know you wont even remeber what i do
dear love you dont know how much i loved you
dear cupid i found your child 
dear god shes gone wild 
heart is spicy and flavorful never mild 
dear cat lady 
do you dare remeber me?
haha we went to san mateo elemantary 
sock hop heart drop photos of us send me back blissfully
and yet i could bet my breath you never even missed me
i remeber you so perfectly 
standing ther in front of me 
you took me to your house a few times 
to our memory i dedicate these rhymes 
your personification of beauty
is amusing and your your lips are lovely
...love leigh 
love leigh i adore your adorability
entertwined with your sweet humility
i saved your picture for 4 years
stared at it every day so cheers
so here is the epitomy of my tears
ive drempt these words hundreds of times
with many differnt rhymes just to catch your attention
ive forgotton every one else, you are my exception
too much to mention that i remeber what you smell like
and when im stressed i remeber it to relive my tension
i loved you, and watched you leave
but somwhere deep down, i always belived
that id find you again, but never thought that itd actually be acheived 
you were the first to make me smile and feel my heart race out of my chest toward you
nothing felt more true 
more right more perfect, to have my hand held by you
i can only be your friend but my heart will always have a place for you.


Poem Details | by Michael Coy |
Categories: love,

Before I Knew Your Name


Before I knew your name, you spoke to me
Before I learned the contours of your face, 
or came to know your talents, or the place 
you call your home, you'd touched me lastingly

Before I understood your shifting moods, 
or pressed against your skin, or heard you weep, 
you were already in me, buried deep
This never was some shallow interlude

I loved you though I'd never heard your voice 
or stroked your hairIt was just meant to be
In some unknowable realm we made our choice, 
without recourse to hand, or heart, or eye, 
for these are carnal things, which fade and die
And I have loved you for eternity.


Poem Details | by Dawn Carpenter |
Categories: devotion, happiness, love, wedding,

Passing Name

My love is everlasting,
Expanding everyday,
With every passing second,
There's more than I can say.

You are always with me,
Inside my heart and head,
And all that I can think of,
Are things that you have said.

You are my one and only,
I hope you feel the same,
I always want to be with you,
To share the same last name.


Poem Details | by Megan Edmonds |
Categories: adventure, loss, love, passion, love, me,

His Name was innocence

I had dreams, sometimes
About him
always about glass streams
I used to love his company
Or the promise of it,
In my dreams.
Then my eyelids spread apart
And they stroked blissful clouds
As he made me mumble and
Sigh through my words
And blow bubbles of nonsense into the dense air
While lying in his arms
On his chest
In his mother’s bed
Cradling my heart
Caressing my 
body
With his hand between my thighs
Rubbing, exploring, sinfully
Touching me
And the throat filling silence
And the sound of his mouth
And the expulsion of breath
And the symphony in his chest
And my love echoing through my body
With his hand between my thighs
And the electricity in my fingernails
And my limp, clenched, guilty, pleasure bond body
Anticipating
The exploration of his hand
Between my thighs
Before then
Before we were there, or I was there, or he was there
Holding me
Closer, 
His hand rhythmically
Slithering up my thigh
Allowing me to taste the darkened fruit of paradise
On his mother’s bed
(and my wonder if I was dreaming)
no
before then
I can only remember Innocence.


Poem Details | by R. e. taylor |
Categories: lovehope, life,

My Name Is Love

My name is Love
I am the name everyone wants to hear
You pray your whole life just to hear it once
It is a name that can comfort
Bring two people together
Making their lives better, happier
It’s also a name that can frighten
Ruin a relationship if it is used to early
Destroy hope if it is used to late
Four letters, one syllable, one word 
That brought down the walls of Troy
Made Romeo and Juliet legends
Empires were built and destroyed because of me
Two lovers started a new life by just saying my name
My name is Love
Use my name sparingly
Only with an open heart
Only when it is spoken in truth
Will it be the one name spoken
That will heal a broken heart
Bring a smile to a young girls face
Give hope to an innocent child
And keep the world turning as it always should


Poem Details | by Sneha Agarwal |
Categories: life, love

Sneha is my name

World encircles the name game
Its upholds an identity for one
Keeping nicknames are no fun
To introduce Sneha is my name...

Love it each time i hear it called
It means pure and intense love
Theming to spread message of dove
Ocassions have my name enthralled

A symbol of my parents commitment 
Holding unsaid promises and duty
Not derived from any famous beauty
It  holds deeply woven sentiments

Whats in name is asked by many
It does tell lot about person’s nature
My name describes my behaviour
Embracing life with love phase be any

My name is a gift from my parents
To make me my own world of truth
It means sweeter like nature’s fruit
 Carries many unsaid expectations

SNEHA-Simply nurturing each human always
Means more than what i can here express
As its not just about a name to impress 
Its fulfilling the unsaid bonds in pain or solace...