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Poem Details | by Verlena S. Walker |
Categories: deep, fantasy, how i feel, love, lust, senses, sensual,

NAUGHTY AND NICE

NAUGHTY & NICE I want to explore your womanhood. I want to take your mental essence to higher plateaus. I want to kiss you in the most sensual place. My desire for you is driving me crazy. No need to worry love the time has come. I am yours for now and beyond. Here I am standing before you. I am yours to adore. Give me some sex. Make me wet. I am yours to fulfill. Let’s enjoy ourselves. Let us make love in the moonlight. My body yearns for yours. Your body yearns for mine. We are both dramatized to captivate each other minds. Give me some sex. Come to me with your fine ass. Make love to me between these satin sheets. Please me. Shh, say no more. I am yours. |_____________________________________________| Penned On November 17, 2014!


Poem Details | by Eugene Harvey |
Categories: appreciation, blessing, giving, love, meaningful, nice, simple,

timeless

true acts of kindness
quiet, innocent, sincere 
infinite wisdom

© Eugene Harvey


Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: adventure, friendship, inspirational, life, love, passion, upliftingnice, nice,

Panacea - My Three Lovely Ladies



Tucked
in the corner 
a nice spot
to gaze 
waiting in anticipation 
to see each poetic face 

As each poet arrived 
a group came toward me
three brilliant glowing spirits

Bliss, Love and felicity 

We gazed and marveled 
as gracious words we exchanged
a delightful slice of euphony
as tranquility rang

We sat for what seemed a lifetime
in stories of each poets dream
then before I knew each soul had flown away

 
O how I miss the bliss
of each loving memory
and each precious sunbeam
freely given by felicity

If just one word could describe that dulcet eve
the word "Serendipity" would surely have to be

For such a lovely eternal garden I had the pleasure to see
while simply looking for a nice story, an evanescent dream.....
__________________
Contest ~ "A Table Of Four"

Rick Parise
Carolyn Devonshire
Andrea Dietrich
Linda-Marie "Sweetheart" Barianna


Poem Details | by Star Light |
Categories: caregiving, inspirational, life, love, mystery, time, god, nice, god, me, nice,

God Sent--Amazing Angel

How can this be...
I not understand
I am waiting for the big bomb shell
to explode..or something

I mean..I am waiting for the floor
to slip out from under me...
I am sure tis man
cannot be all true...

he cannot be..true and honest
he cannot be.so sweeet and kind
I am sure..there is something
I am positive I am just so blind...
because of his generosity
his kindness is more then
I have ever seen...
I not understand..
tis man tis never really mean

For tis man is a Man of Christ
for tis man has morals.values
Honest and True...
For tis man.is ever so kind..
I am sure..something.I shall find..
Why???

Tis man is edifying..
never doubts what I say..
this man is different 
in many..many ways...

I not understand
Why???
Why tis man is ever so nice to me
For tis he not know me...
I truly not know him...
but tis be..
He has bent over backwards
he understands and listens
gives great wisdom he so kind..
but tis I am sure...
tis something...
I must be blind...

I mean.Why???
Why tis this man ever so nice to me?
for tis No man ever has been
No man unless 
they have a hidden motive
but tis man I see none..

Tis man..is so Amazing
tis man is sweeet as can be
tis man..is a True Treasure
tis man..tis hard to believe
tis man has Integrity.
he is Tender-hearted too
he tis ever so Caring.
Compassionate
Understanding..

Tis man.God has placed into my life
Why??? I wonder...
for tis hard for me to believe
hard for me to trust.
to truly know...

But Now perhaps I see...
Tis man.God has sent tis be
Amazing Angel...


Poem Details | by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: introspection, life, naturenight, nice, light, blue, change, light, love, nice, night, sky, stars, sun,

As I Look At The Sky


(Hourglass poem) 


I look at the sky and see clouds 
Blush and cover sun as they flood 
And light grows small as they go by 
I watch them as they cross the sky 

I see clouds change into weird shapes 
Sometimes the sky is a blue grape 
But there are times when it turns gray 
And that's when the sun fades away 

Looking at the sky is quite nice 
I'd love to watch it more than twice 
As they glow in the night so bright 
And count stars in the sky at night 

And count stars in the sky at night 
As they glow in the night so bright 
I'd love to watch it more than twice 
Looking at the sky is quite nice 

And that's when the sun fades away 
But there are times when it turns gray 
Sometimes the sky is a blue grape 
I see clouds change into weird shapes 

I watch them as they cross the sky 
And light grows small as they go by 
Blush and cover sun as they flood 
I look at the sky and see clouds! 


:-) 



Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2009 


August 25,2009 



Poem Details | by Jose Velasco III |
Categories: beautiful, blessing, boyfriend, cute love, girlfriend, humanity, nice,

Most Profane Act

Love
Love is but a word
To describe such an emotion
in a four-letter word
is the most profane act any human can commit.
Love is Love.
it cannot be defined by four measly letters.
Love is more than art,
more than literature,
you cannot fully describe it.
It is a unique experience,
yet anyone who has every been madly in-love
knows exactly how it feels
Yet, they too know that "love" is not an accurate analysis of that emotion
Love is beauty,
Love is peace,
Love is happiness,
Love is Joy,
Love is all around us, really, if we choose to see it.
Love is more than a four-letter word.
And I wish, there was a way, to accurately describe,
the intense, beautiful emotions, 
of being madly in-love.

But I find myself,
committing the most profane act
a human could do,
In me hoping to convey to you,
what I think of you.

I love you.







For the love of my life, Dj.


Poem Details | by Samuel Obazee jr. |
Categories: confusion, loss, lost love, love, sad, space, me, heart, nice, heart, love, me, nice,

Confused Heart

I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you won't receive it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
A part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"

You can't sleep at night because you're worried 
About me...
But let me say that I'm very important
You wont leave me alone, you're in my way
And I cannot have that
Its fine that we're friends but we...
Cannot go any further than that

But you'll have a nice life
You'll find someone to be in your life
Because I am nothing but trouble...

However you insist that love is stonger
But tell me why people get hurt everyday
It is because of this so-called-thing love
That's hurting everyone, me, and you

Just because I choose not to love you
In that way...
Doesn't mean that I don't...
Think of you every now and then

You'll have a nice life
You'll find someone to be in your life
Becase I am nothing but trouble...

I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you won't receive it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
A part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"
I don't know why you insist on loving me
Because you wont receieve it back fully
I'm not so used to the subject
So just drop it please
However you insist that love is stronger
It maybe in a fantasy world
However we live in reality
And a part of my heart is saying, "I don't love you!"


Poem Details | by John Crowe |
Categories: first love, nice, sweet love,

Brain Freeze

Brain freeze  The bats fly  You look at me  And walk on by  Tongue twist  The frog croaks  Throat dries up  I start to choke  Tied in knots  Got butterflies  I can't believe  You just said "Hi"


Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: absence, boyfriend, family, feelings, girlfriend, lost love, love, me, morning, nice, sad,

OPPOSITE SEX

      OPPOSITE  SEX

Every morning I wake and gaze my lover in her face
Her eyes are close so tight
I wonder who she is dreaming of
Maybe in her sleep is the only place she forgives me.

In a bit, she will awake
Walking towards the shower
Her fresh smile in the morning is fake
I can smell her odor,  like a flower.

How could I do this to you?
I know you are hurting everyday
With all the things I did to you
Thank you for not walking away.

Seeing as you get dressed in front of me
With a body so nice leaving me aroused
Afraid of you going your own way
Every time I see you leave with an open blouse

The harder I try to make it better
You gain authority  over me
Holding you near in the cold weather
You push me away when you remember

You are the best thing that ever happens to me 
How could I be so dumb with my stupidity

May be one day you will forgive 
Without you I realize I cannot live
My days go by me very slow
The love for me, you no longer show

Lying by your side where you rest
You turn away before I turn off the light
I want to touch you with a nice soft caress
You say you are tired just about every night
I kiss your neck to see if you respond 
You give me the cold shoulder as if we just had a fight
I touch your curves with my fingertips
Still, you do not give into my lips.

I beg you please do not make me wither away
You say you have nothing to say
Regretting what I did everyday

I am still deeply in love with you,
Without you I do not know what to do!!!

 =====Opposite Sex=====
                 


Poem Details | by Emmanuel Fajutagana |
Categories: beautiful, dedication, deep, desire, dream, emotions, encouraging, fantasy, february, feelings, first love, for her, friendship, funny love, future, how i feel, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, love, metaphor, missing you, moon, nice, poets, relationship, romance, romantic, simile, success, thank you, wife, woman, women, youth,

A poem for YOU

In this world of Uncertainties I’m the man that you can trust And in my words of sincerity That my love would never last. And if you could only feel, what i feel for you You can ask me “why?” so you can see the truth Like our love that tightens the rope, Like a light that would give us hope. As you watch the dark skies Let me grab the moon for you, And as I catch the bright stars That’s the way you can see me through As this planet turns as it always will And things go wrong and you don’t know what to feel Hold my hand for it will make us strong Like a wind, we will carry on The wind blow that sings a hymn for you For they know what does love means for the two Love is blind, and not deaf So how’s success if you’re not ready to bet? In this poem with full of rhymes, A full of love, Babe can you be mine? I don’t expect too much from you Why should I? If you complete my whole. “Till death do us part” that’s what they have said But why do struggles crash them ahead? Don’t ask me when my love will last, To count all of our quarrels, is that a must? Now and Forever is all that I promise No day dreaming and without reminiscence As the matter of time, as the time passes by Together we stand, together you and I
A poem for my Girlfriend for our anniversary :) pls comment and rate..you are free to judge and criticize my work :) God Bless


Poem Details | by Chris Boskovski |
Categories: beauty, city, dance, dark, farewell, first love, flower, for her, garden, girl, girlfriend, giving, goodbye, hair, happiness, happy, how i feel, i love you, joy, kiss, love, nice, night, poems, poetry, red, sky, summer, truth, wisdom, woman,

Goodnight my Fair Maiden

Goodnight my Fair Maiden,
I shall see you once again.
In the year of our Lord,
At the gloomy dawn of Mankind.
As the Red Sun reaches over the treeline,
Far in the East.
I shall see you again.

Don't fear our love,
For my love for you is eternal.
Too see this eternal love
I have for you,
It is hard to feel and very diffcult to see.

When you wake the next morning
and escape your long night of slumber
and your surrealist life,
being played in a cloud of imagination.
You'll soon come to reality 
and find me there.
Knocking upon your chamber door.

Come now!
Get dressed in your evening, silk dress.
and let us go dance under the stars,
till the moon falls to the West and the Sun rises in the East.
Oh, how you are a lovely dancer and how the twilight shines bright
along you shinny and silk laced hair.

And your hair my sweet and fair maiden,
oh, how I love to see it bounce with life
when you twirl and dance into my arms.

You are beautiful and I wish I couldn't leave you,
but as the day turns to night, I have to leave.
I wish I could take you on a long walk through the parks
and courtyards, and walk along the sprinkled streets of the cities filled with life.
Pick you a beautiful bouquet of roses from the gardens of beauty and give them to you
with surprise.

I love you so much
My love for you is indeed hard to tell to you,
but I can show you.
Tomorrow though, for tonight I must say...
Goodnight my Fair Maiden.
For tomorrow you'll be in my arms once again.

Goodnight my Fair Maiden
I shall leave you with a kiss that shall last a lifetime.


Poem Details | by Dan Kearley |
Categories: love, song-me, sweet, lost, nice, beauty, beauty, hope, kiss, lost, love, me, nice, sweet,

A sudden Reply To Love-Call And Response-Collab

A Sudden Reply to Love - Call and Response SUDDENLY... by: Germaine Pasley Just a kiss just a touch Just a little too much Keep my love keep my heart Keep my mind for a start Hold me close hold me tight Hold me through the night Love me now love me free Love me nice and see How my love can suddenly Take a chance and be There's a place there's a time There's a beauty in our rhyme When I'm low when I'm sad When I'm lost or feeling mad You give me hope give me bliss Give me one tender kiss And I'm lost and I'm found And I'm claimed all around Love me now love me free Love me nice and see How my love can suddenly Take a chance and be Take a chance and be Suddenly... REPLY TO LOVE... by: Dan Kearley I'll take your kiss With your sweet touch I could never get enough With all your love in your sweet heart Has filled my mind right from the start I'll hold you close, and tender tight With flaming passion all thru the night My love for you now will always be Believe in me, and you will see How our love will suddenly Take a chance and be.. With me Any place or anytime Our rhymes beauty will intertwine When your sad or feeling low Or just lost with no where to go I'll give you hope with a tender kiss Filled with passion, and with bliss If your ever lost you will be found For my love for you knows no bounds My love for you now will always be Believe in me, and you will see How our love will suddenly Take a chance and be With me...
A call and response poem collaboration :))


Poem Details | by Tyler Kisner |
Categories: absence, addiction, anger, angst, beautiful, beauty, caregiving, change, character, courage, depression, feelings, for her, happy, hope, inspiration, kiss, life, love, metaphor, nice, romance, stress, sweet, together, trust,

Heartbreak

He wants to say "I love you,"
But keeps it to "Goodnight."
Because love would mean some falling,
and she's afraid of heights.

T.K


Poem Details | by Serge Belinsky |
Categories: art, i love you, inspiration, nature, nice, rain, rainforest, romantic, smile, spoken word, together,

the Rain

  The Rain tried to find its way into the very depth of the souls, sneering at the gloomy faces of people who were walking through waterUnexpectedly a sudden clear laugh of a boy who jumped into a puddle mocked all His aspirations

  With an increased force the Rain turned into a wall of water pushing the pedestrians into the open doors of the shops, blocking the traffic and confusing the air controllers at an airport nearby

  Seizing for a moment almost absolute power over the world, the Rain suddenly felt bored and first burst out into numerous crossing lines, then calmed down and throwing the last blast of wind with water drops at the running boy, He sighed in despair and having banged few open windows He disappeared, staying for a moment in thick eye-lashes of a girl who was adjusting her make up.


Poem Details | by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: birthday, dedication, drink, food, happy birthday, i love you, nice,

Happy Birthday My Friend - Cup of Life



Happy Birthday my friend may you have many more May your day be lots of fun and not bore Hope you get great things at your door And get all you wish and much more So let dreams fly and just soar You deserve all the best With my heart expressed Have fun and just rest By God be blessed! Enjoy the cake Rain won't bake Today R A I N W O N T B A K E By GOD BE BLESSED! Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2014 10.09.2014


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, betrayal, blessing, cheer up, city, confidence, cute love, deep, desire, earth, england, environment, feelings, garden, green, happiness, happy, i love you, imagination, irony, joy, july, june, london, love, love hurts, meaningful, missing you, nature, nice, nostalgia, passion, places, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, seasons, simple, solitude, spiritual, spring, summer, true love, uplifting, vacation, weather, wisdom,

Jump

Chairs lined with stripes, 
green and white,
became ski jump ramps
for feelings, innocent and pure,
taking off from the edge
hoping to defy the gravity of fears

Only a lucky few made it,
others turned into tears
landing on the grass of Green Park
as the warm air was getting dark.
 



Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, cute love, dedication, desire, destiny, devotion, emotions, encouraging, funny love, girlfriend, grief, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, how i feel, i love you, i miss you, innocence, kiss, love, love hurts, math, meaningful, miss you, missing, missing you, nice, passion, recovery from, romance, romantic, sad love, senses, sensual, symbolism, together, true love, voyage, wisdom, woman, word play,

4 Love

Love is a four letter word
she whispered into his ear,

So is four, as is word
he whispered back into her fear,

Such is "you and I"
cried his heart - she could hear,

Their cheeks hugged, eyes kissed
each shedding a single tear


Poem Details | by Debbie Knapp |
Categories: life, people, life, house, work, nice, house, life, love, money, nice, work,

Everything and Nothing

Everything and Nothing
A life of riley one would sayI bet you have everything and nothing to wantYou have it made, you’re so lucky, no worries or cares, your bills all paidYou don’t even have to work; I don’t know why you do! 
Must be nice having it all handed to youHow did you get so lucky? I bet you buy whatever you want whenever you wantIf you want something I bet you just have him get it for you or buy it yourself
Sure it must be nice having everythingNo care, no worries, what do you think? A life of riley this is notNothings free and worries there always areLucky you say but how do you know? What is handed to me, what bills are paid you think to know.
I don’t have to work yet here I am! You collect money for things all the while I tell you I am over my budgetBeing so lucky, having no bills or worries; have you thought this budget through? What about that credit card I need to get paid off! Yes an extra day of work will help with that yet lucky you say I am.
 You say I have everything, must be niceMy home is beautiful indeedA gated community with guards at all timesGround keepers manicure the yard and a house keeper inside as wellA car you would love to haveAt what price and how much of your life would you give? Others judge you thinking they know all there is to know.
How much do you spend, you do have a budget regardless what they thinkYou work because you need tooThe house what can you afford to buy for it? The house keeper takes up money and you have learned to think in dollars! The cute car, the one they would love to have who picked it? Things aren’t always what they seem!
Sometimes you can have everything and nothing at all                                             ~Debbie Knapp


Poem Details | by Reynaldo Mast |
Categories: basketball, beautiful, beauty, confusion, courage, dedication, devotion, fear, fun, funny, happiness, happy, humor, judgement, love, me, memory, nature, nice, poems, poetry, silly, smile, time, trust, truth, words, write, writing, hair, me, hair, me, mirror, smile,

Self PORTRAIT

I will start with using my hand as a guide
And in the end I will open my eyes that I will decide

I consider to do this with one thing in mind
I will close my eyes and will imagine it blind
With no colors or fractionation of the light
Just plain me and a vision with my hand as my sight

My hair is very coarse and some what fine
What I just described is so benign  
I twirl my hair and make it bend 
And I will say its very clean not oily on the ends

As I press on my forehead I simply feel a distinct part
I notice from hair to skin it is very different from the start
The simple partings from hair not like skin
I am going to feel with my other hand and begin

The smoothness of my skin like years of water eroding a rough rock surface smooth
Not just that my skin is like home to years of stories like scars and attitude
And when I raise my eyebrows the wrinkles it makes is more so for expression
I did not notice it with certain ideas, thoughts, and emotions

I run my hands down to my eyelids I feel movement of my eyes trying to peek
Eyelids that I have, vibrates with some kind of fear, Why?, that I will seek
Just now as I thought about it a sensation ran through my brain
My eyes is the world to me and that is true and not insane

Myself portrait of me is through my touch for now
But to finish it I will have to open my eyes soon and how
I been in a trance full of so many ideas just with my eyes closed
I run my hand on my nose and lips and I smile who could apposed

The feelings in the tip of my fingers rub on my chin and jaw with care
I do notice roughness of unshaved velcro gripping hair 
I skip my ears so I will sneak a feel with my fingers I chose
I notice it is like my nose with cartilage, so I don't suppose

I will now open my eyes that I will use a mirror to see myself
My head is oval shape and my neck is like a stump, please help
My skin is very tan and my eyes are brown with my eyes I see
With all the description with my hands, one sure thing is the same and key

It is the description of measurements that is what my hands and eyes can see me
With a smile I am looking into the mirror and I can describe that I am happy
Myself portrait of me is such a way to get to know myself once more
I will never think it was a waste of time or a bore




Poem Details | by Jelena Krasic |
Categories: love, pain, lost, nice, lost, nice, universe,

LOST SOULS MEET AGAIN

The spring is coming in a slow pace,
But I can sense something in the air,
Something coming out of nowhere,

I stood in front of the elevator on the third
floor in a nice old hotel,
Going to a small diner with friends,
Some nice food and wine to fill my soul with
love,

The door opened, and I saw a man inside,
Thinking how I must have lost my mind, after
so many years, it can’t be You,

And I stood frozen, and You stood frozen,
Until the grey metal doors closed and brought
me back from the Universe of lost souls,

I run downstairs to stop you leave,
Seeing unfamiliar faces, seeking for you - my
ghost from the past,
While You pushed the elevator button many
times, screaming loudly: go up, third floor,
now, go, move… Is it her, or I’m loosing my
mind?

And the doors opened, but nobody was there,
You couldn't find me- your lost love, your
ghost from the Universe of lost souls.

I screamed, You screamed,
We screamed in an erupting pain so the whole
Universe can hear us,
Could it be that we lost each other again?

I took the stairs and went up,
I could feel how our pain reunites,
I could feel that a lost soul is shouting three
floors above,

And I saw You on your knees staring in the
elevator doors,
And You felt my presence coming from
behind,
You felt my steps getting closer,
And You stood up,
Seeing tears coming from my eyes,
While I touched yours going through your
face,

We didn't say a word,
But our minds were talking,
We didn't say a word,
But our eyes were walking us through our
history together,

We didn't say a word,
But our hands....
Our hands united,
Our souls united breaking these cold hotel
walls,
Breaking the ice around our harts,
Breaking the past,
Amusing the whole Universe of lost souls!


Poem Details | by Chris Boskovski |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, bird, care, caregiving, courage, day, desire, devotion, dream, feelings, first love, for her, forgiveness, garden, girl, girlfriend, happiness, happy, heart, hope, how i feel, i love you, nice, paradise, passion, poetry, red, relationship, romance, romantic, rose, sweet, symbolism, sympathy, truth, uplifting, wisdom, woman, writing,

Two Hearts full of Love

I am a heart full of love
that shook the pilars that held her colussium up
her heart filled with sorrow,
I swing such fury toward her heart and soul
she cowards away from me,
in fear of falling in love and not knowing what is in black
and not searching what is in the light of pure white.

I am a heart full of love,
she runs and takes the long dirt road,
through the raging mountains of the quiet countryside,
as the meadows of lilacs slowly die when Spring comes,
the blooming of the rose,
like the blooming of my heart,
a blossom on a cherry tree fall and harbour in the wintertime.
I swing toward her, she falls in fear of wanting attention and love.
Lost in the midnight twilight,
the flaming torch guides her through the dark holes of meaningless souls.
and like a frightened hummingbird,
she flees away from the secrets of falling in love.

A heart full of love ready to love,
it is diffcult to feel and to show,
but as if a rose that blooms in Springtime
my love is ready to bloom.

Pettles lay along a darkened atmosphere
lit up only with four wax candles
a portrait of a woman hung over a mantel piece
in honour of my one true love.

As the twilight shine though my bedroom window,
I show a heart full of love,
to take and to hold for eternity.

And as she slowly moves forward,
she takes me home with her,
and opens her chest and shows me her heart
with a glass of red wine and charming cigarette.
She sheads tears of pain and sorrow on my broud shoulder,
I curise her hair, silk laced hair,
shining against the twilight and the moonlit sky.

My heart full of love,
so divine, so original
a one of a kind.

We make love in the midst of the twilight,
as my dream girl is now reality and my pain is no more,
her pain is no more.
Too show such love makes a man feel free
and his soul lighter.
She holds him there,
as the sun rises over the mountains.
The birds sing a tune of cheerfulness,
and they talk about everything beautiful and kind,
that is still left in this cruel and empty hearted world.

Romance and love shared
with a heart full of love,
smile and kiss upon smooth lips,
feel me against your tight body,
and love me till the morning
when Blue eyed Death is staring us in the face.
and we go with him,
and play a game of risk,
and together forever,
onto a diffrent world
we shall love each other forever,
for you and I both have a heart full of love.


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: autumn, celebration, cheer up, cool, destiny, earth, encouraging, environment, feelings, green, happiness, happy, i love you, i miss you, imagination, inspiration, inspirational, july, june, love, meaningful, memory, motivation, nice, november, october, planet, seasons, september, summer, sun, sunshine, tribute, uplifting, weather, wind, winter,

Seasons

fall, the trickiest of them all, 
is pretending
-again-
to have fallen in love with summer

taking her to dinner each evening,
giving her the room 
to play during the day

summer, the purest of them all,  
has fallen for all that
-again-
surrendering slowly her joyful soul

little does she know 
perhaps sooner than before
she'll fall out of favor
-again-
once winter, the eternal lover of fall,
makes that call.


Poem Details | by Emily Forsman |
Categories: cute love, fairy, garden, nature, nice,

A Fairy Kiss

A fairy kiss of cherished love
is frequently forgotten of,
for fairies hide in secret grounds
where no one thinks to run around.
Their elfin homes are found above

the earth on which the humans love.
The fairies frolic with the doves
on Mother Nature’s holy bounds.
	A fairy kiss

is nothing like a puppy love,
for when their love is not enough
they only beg for your rebound.
The fairies make the best propounds
of worships for the feelings of
	a fairy kiss.


Poem Details | by Abdel latif Moubarak |
Categories: arabic, beautiful, beauty, girl, love, nice, woman,

Different

Different from others...
with my love to her.


Poem Details | by LEON WILSON |
Categories: food, love, nice, sweet,

Taste Buds

Thick chocolate with a cup of tea

          A silk river of milk
 
   Exploding in my mouth so smooth.


Poem Details | by Chris Boskovski |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, day, first love, happiness, happy, how i feel, lonely, longing, love, miss you, nice, night, poetry, sleep, smile, spring, stars, summer, truth, wedding, wisdom, woman, youth,

Am I Crazy, to Love You

Am I crazy, or am I just talking to myself?
Look at yourself,
Crazy maniac
dacing through twilight suns
in sunshine colored dresses.
And you say I'm the crazy one.
Please, don't make me laugh,
I am too much annyoid with taught lessons,
of life and death and love is a magical thing
but I am not impressed till my Gypsy Queen
comes up from the shoreline of the Middle East
and comes and lays next to me, as we watch the ships sail
through the Golden horn of Old Istanbul
into the bay of Asia Minor.
You say I am crazy, Am I or am I just talking to myself.
I believe I am having a conversation that has no end about your beauty,
I talk to whomever has an open ear, and even if people listened,
Who would care about what I have to say?

Since I first laid eyes upon your beauty,
I melted and you took my sanity away from me,
you took my innocence away and turned me into a worried monster.
I love you, and you take me home with you
to meet your father and mother,
both poets who made love and created a beautiful poem called you.
I am in love with you, your songs you sing,
sounding better than a nightingale in the midst of the twilight.
Walking the seashores with your mother as I talk to your father.
He isn't listening, all though he is a good actor,
for he acts if he knows what I say to him.
I talk of you and marriage,
throwing of the rice, exchanging of the golden crowns,
the tolling of church bells, and a happy reception afterwards.
The honeymoon, meant for the first born to carry on the family crest.

As we grow old, I want to grow old with you
Nothing now, a few thousand miles of ocean and sea
seperates us from each other.
Do not worry, for I shall come one day
in the month of May, your mother's favorite month
and I shall bring along a golden ring, a pearl necklace and two roses.
We shall walk the streets together hand and hand,
and wait for the wedding guests to arrive and see us on our way
to new beginnings in holy mantrimony.
Care for me,
I ask you one question, Am I crazy, or am I just talking to myself?
Talking to white walls that don't responed with life.
I need you, too give me a straight answer, to love me
embrace me with your beauty and let me drink from your knowledge.
For my sweet Persian Bride, I shall love you for eternity.
Now, come off the beach and cross the crossing paths
of mortality and morality and join hands with me,
as we sing the nights away, along with the sweet nightingales.
As we look into each other's eyes
I ask you, am I crazy to love you?


Poem Details | by john loving iii |
Categories: love, me, nice,

completed

it's not about me only, it's not about the sex
it's not about conversation, it's not about text
it's not about beauty, it's not about class
it's not intoxication, it's not about cash

but if i were to name, specifically what it is
then i could just say it is
the thing that makes me complete

the reason they call it sugar
is because it's so so sweet
and holding hands gives a special feeling
that to me is so so neat

the word love has new meaning
when it's being heard
it's a feeling so exceeding
it's more than just a word

it's nice to know someone is waiting
where ever it is they wait
it's nice to know someone is coming
trying not to be late

it's the something special 
that makes us more than friends
it's the something special
that we'll carry  to the end

what is it specifically
that i'm trying to claim
it's a piece of my puzzle
that i know bears your name


Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: caregiving, love, nice,

- Bless You -


                                           I wish you a nice day.
                                          I wish you a good year,
                                    with much joy and happieness.
                             I wish you sunshine, and only little bit rain.
                              I wish you good friends and a good health.
                                    Let your smile shine, do not cry.
                           There are bad days, and there are good days.
                                         Take care of them all,
                     tomorrow there come a new day and I wish you a nice day.
                                             
                                                 Bless you!






A-L  Andresen :)
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Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: anxiety, beauty, betrayal, confidence, confusion, courage, crush, desire, destiny, devotion, emotions, feelings, i love you, i miss you, innocence, inspirational, irony, joy, longing, lost love, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, motivation, nice, philosophy, places, relationship, romance, romantic, roses are red, sad, sad love,

Doubt

there is a why in you, 
but there is a you in us.


Poem Details | by jaremy mount Jr |
Categories: absence, addiction, age, beauty, best friend, celebrity, confusion, courage, creation, cry, for her, future, girl, giving, happiness, happy, hope, how i feel, i love you, kiss, life, love, nice, paradise, poetry, poets, relationship, romance, sexy, simple, sleep, thank you, together, tribute, trust, truth, woman, write, writing,

My addiction

I have an addiction...
It dont matter what time of day it is my addiction is there...
Not always in the literall since...
But it is always on my mind...
I lay my head down to sleep at night thinking about you...
I sleep dreaming about you...
I wake up thinking about you...
Your always on my mind...
No matter what I do my addiction is always on my mind...
Even if your not the last one I talk to before I lay my head down to sleep...
I still lay my head down thinking of you...
I just cant get enought of you...
No matter what my addiction is there...
My addiction has a name...
Her name is Shelby Nestle...
No matter how much we text or talk on the phone...
Its never enough...
I cant get enough of your beautiful eyes...
I cant get enough of that beautiful smile...
I cant get enough of kissing your soft lips...
That feeling I get inside when our lips touch...
Or holding you in my arms...
This is a new addiction to me...
Never have I been this addicted this quick...
It scares the shyt outta me...
But then I love it...
You are my new addiction baby..
You are my...
My heroin...
My ecstacy..
My cocaine...
You are my own personal drug...
I cant imagine and addiction stronger...
You are my addiction...
I wouldnt even think about trying to break this addiction...
I wouldnt go to rehab for this addiction...
I like it to much...
YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE