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Love Poems About Suit or Suit Love Poems
by Nigel Fawcett |
Categories: introspection, love, on writing and words

Tailored words

In the dark light of this winter morn, I see
The clothes that I am expected to wear
(Though, maybe, the fault of illusion lies with me)
From overuse, have become threadbare

        Nothing there…

In a cloak of blue, I steal through these lanes
Measuring myself, roughly, for something new
A suit of humour, to cover my pain
A coat of hope, to stop the doubt shining through

        Do not fit true…

This protective subterfuge cannot last long
So, with the aura of my old hide, around me spread
(Without my own skin I feel so wrong)
In this cloth that is woven from transparent thread

        Words, unaltered, from my head…must soon be said…


by Lin Lane |
Categories: flower, love,

Forget Me Nots

Such sweet little wildflowers
Shades varied in tones of blue
Growing along stream's bower
Softly kissed by morning dew.

Near such stream, a besotted knight
Walked with his lovely fair maiden
In suit of armor, he met his plight
In his hand, forget-me-nots laden.

Legend has it he fell in the river
Still holding on to his fragile gift
Tossed, the flowers he was to give her
A clenched hand was all he could lift.

As a symbol of faithful love so true
Forget-me-nots grow in early Spring
I will offer some I'll pick for you
When on my knee, I offer you a ring.

by Arturo Michael |
Categories: freedom, humanity, love,

SET YOUR SPIRITS FREE

THE    "YOU"

Can RUN but NEVER Hide

If LIVING in the Eye of the STORM

Then DANGER'S at ALL Sides


ONLY    "YOU"

NO One Else the Fault to BLAME

If YOU Dress the MIRROR to SUIT your Needs

CLOWNS would Laugh themselves to SHAME


It's "YOU"

The DEEDS You Do SHAPE the FACE of TIME

If YOU Seek "ANSWERS" Blowing in the Wind

Then, Lay down AUTUMN LEAVES of Wine 


SIMPLY "YOU"

Where there're No WINGS Will One Day FLY

Sculpture A FUTURE beyond the EARTH and SKY

VIRTUALLY  "YOU" will Never DIE


"YOU"

Be ALL the "YOU" that YOU can BE

REMOVE the CHAINS and REACH for the STARS

"SET YOUR SPIRITS FREE"







by Phillip Garcia |
Categories: daughter, love, poetry,

Naomi's Mom and Dad

When mom, Naomi, was your mom not quite,
she was a barista at the Starbucks
just blocks away from where your thunderstruck
dad used to curse the name whose will to write
mistreated sonnets never metered right. 
In those days, my daughter, a word like schmuck
would suit your father, quite determined luck,
not talent lacked, should bear the blame for shame
that came from lameness littered kiddy rhyme.
But, with each finished turd, your dad (undeterred)
would march to Starbucks like he’d made a name,
and talk to mom, who taught me, overtime,
love and beauty’s praise are sonnets’ preferred.

by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,

I am a Booby

My best feature by far, my bright azure feet.
A mating dance star, prowess cannot be beat.
South American bird, wing span of five feet.
My diving is absurd. Snow white breast is neat.
A morel mushroom head, strutting brown feathers.
Seventeen years of stead, love Pacific weathers.
Three hundred and thirty feet, of dive cannot be beat.
Do not need wet suit or any kind of scub-y.
I am the blue-footed booby.


by Besma Riabi Dziri |
Categories: allah, beauty, flower, god, growth, inspiration, rose,

Ceaseless Flow And Ebb

Blessings from God granted with love and grace
forever grateful whatever we face.

As one is trapped into the Whole Heart Web
self and soul in a ceaseless flow and ebb.

Beauty and beast in fairy tales have peace
tender and tough feelings, no life of ease.

As rocks, into the heart, bring nature’s wealth
flowers magic in prairies not in stealth.

What is in your life a rock and a root
give one's all to merit, the gem, and suit.

Journeys into Life just to taste and Be
growing with Light and bittersweet honey.

As Nabis impassion hearts when they preach
the reed enchants avid souls beyond reach.


April 13th, 2019

by Edgelord Pingas69 |
Categories: depression, loneliness, lonely, sin, woman,

Pretentious Poem 1

Boiling shells crack down hard upon raining rooftops
None doth any apparitional material cover upon her arrogant gift
She hast not laid down upon her last upstanding
Glass convails images of the inconceivable 
Throwing away the Sun in blackened sickness 
No guilt, no shame, 
Unfeeling the inevitable eternal despisement 
Swarms choking the insides with a blanket
They whisper in your ear "I love you"
They grant you no delegable antidote
Pig-wrapped in a wasteful pursuit of carnal futility
Living out the rest of days hollow 
Old and carolled she slips on the filth of plastic suit
No, she won't live that long 



(Originally Written 3/20/2019)

by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: abuse, anti bullying, best friend, clothes, fashion, mentor, slam,

Enemy Wear

"Enemy Suit"

If you are my online styling enemy, 
Then I love you more than poop and snakes combine 
I'd pray to God, every night, 
'Ask him to fill your room with termites 
Once in a while, I'd ask him to give you grace 
In hopes today, you don't expose the green monster face 
Enough said for the time to be.

To:
My dearest enemy, my mentor
I want you to know, you taught me well
Tonight I Will Put On My Enemy's Clothes
And I'll be the fake friend that hugs you
 

Hugs, Hugs, Love, Love Linda


by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: blessing, faith, god, inspirational,

Believe In Yourself -Butterfly Suit

~Believe In Yourself~ (Butterfly Suit) Set new goals for you Believe dreams too Best to come Have faith And hope Be strong Don't give up Live confident Thru life love laugh dance. Life is just too short Sometime distort But live it With grace And faith Review Keep balance Do best you can Listen God with heart. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2012
May.08.2015 Footnotes: The " Butterfly poem" is a style created by Michael Degenhardt.

by Patrick Cornwall |
Categories: introspection, me,

Crook

You stole my laughter and hid it well under layers of concrete

I used a jackhammer to release them and with care

Moses was our traffic cop and we floated in opposites

Our love was stricken and the wind blew us like lonely chimes

I was your orphan taken back as a suit that won't fit

I am not a fool but was

How dos it feel on your tower

Can you see me and my clear eyes

The laughter has come back to visit

Sometimes I ride it as the sea we loved

But Moses wags his finger at me and I am reminded

by Jeralyn Tolliver |
Categories: deep, feelings, peace,

A Silent Relationship

Like a wave on a rock, the hushing noise of the water hitting the stone formations, my love for you was rushing through my consciousness. I could feel the warmth of your body next to mine, as I slowly caressed your face in the darkness. You were at peace like the rushing noise of the ocean hitting the rocks, and I followed suit. You lied there dreaming of whatever, while the rest of the world slept. Quietness filled the room and for the time being peace was prominent. I lied next to you thinking how lucky I was to have a precious relationship with you. I relished the moment, for it was great!

by Kim Robin Edwards |
Categories: humorous, nostalgia,

I Love Being Naked

I love being naked.
Taking my panties off, 
and throwing them in the corner.
Taking my BVDs off, 
and heaving them across the floor.
I love being naked.
No t-shirts on, no blue jeans on, 
no under garment to wear.
Just the bare necessties.
Just me, myself and I, standing
all alone in my birthday suit.
I love being naked.
Absolutly, no clothing over my body whatsoever.
My body bursting with action.
Waiting to get a sun tan.
Waiting to quiver in the shower.
Waiting for soap to go all over.
I love being naked.

Will somebody please throw me a towel? 

Naked Poem by Kim Robin Edwards.
Copyright 2005,2014..ALL Rights Reserved.

by Gordon McConnell |
Categories: christian, god, spiritual,

God's Chosen Vessel

God preordained  vessels for His design
before time and eternity so long ago
that He would use to suit His purpose
to do His will particularly in close align

These vessels would be earth bound people
one’s chosen in God’s sovereign plan
to carry out His words upon the earth
across the fullness of His historical span

They would walk in varieties of service
shining God’s light to all they meet
seeking to minister divine mercy and love
symbolically humbly washing each one’s feet

Spreading forth God’s truth to all the race
knowing God’s hand firmly set upon us
marked with godly hearts filled with grace
pray that each one would be a vessel

by shans PRIYA |
Categories: friendship, slam, me, me,

Miss Friend

I LIKE TO BE AT SCHOOL
THE REASON IS THAT YOU

YOU MADE ME THE COPY OF YOU,SEE
THE LOVE FROM YOU WAS SO FREE

OUR FRIENDSHIP DEPTH IS HIGH
CAN CROSS EVEN THE SKY

YOU WERE THE SILKY DAISY
FOR MEE TO SMILE EVERYDAY

YOU WERE THE MILKY MOON 
FOR ME TO WALK SAFELY AT NIGHT

YOU WERE THE CLASSY TUNES
WHICH SUIT ON MY EVERY MOOD

YOU WERE THE SCARY MOVIE
WHEN I'M ALONE IN HOME

YOU WERE THE STUDY PARTNER
WHO GOSSIPS RATHER READING

TOU HAVE BEEN STINGY LORD
FOR ME TO KNOW THA VALUE OF BUCKS

THIS MAYBE THE END OF THE POEM
NOT THE END OF OUR FRIENDSHIP...

by Jared Pickett |
Categories: lovepassion,

Random thoughts **48** Double Acrostic

**Angel Food**

Amorous glances of romance enhance 
New love.  in a heat of passion we
Gambol in our birthday suit
Ensemble... your scent wafting, 
Lilac and passion fruit, we tussle..

Felicity, love with such simplicity,
Obsession through adversity, 
Overjoyed in our continuity... a 
Delicacy, healthy like my Angel Food...


Jared Pickett
6/8/2010	
Asavvy1

by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: clothes, humorous, , cute,

WHO IS YOUR NEIGHBOR- FOR CONTEST

I espied him in his designer suit Such a looker, he’s REALLY cute This morning he waved and shot me a grin Oh how I would love a date with him Think I’ve managed to catch his eye Got my heart set on a handsome guy I knocked on his door …he was wearing a dress I just stood there gawking I must confess! Just who is my neighbour - I’m not so sure But any dream of romance was premature! Contest Who is my Neighbour Sponsor Mystic Rose 09~03~15

by Rick Parise |
Categories: lost, love,

Forsaken




Like the crumbled paper of indecision - Epic thoughts waste away With each dying memory - I burn the soiled page A place where love had ran away - As I Peer past the rusted gate With each wall of contemplation - Forever and too late With immortal thoughts and mortal pain - A tear upon my face Clothed in a suit of aching desire - Suffocating in my fate Like the crumbled paper of indecision - Tossed and thrown away.... _________________________________

by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories: inspirational, self,

BELIEVE IN YOURSELF -Butterfly

~Believe In Yourself~ (Butterfly suit) Set new goals for you Believe it too Best to come Have faith And hope Be strong Don't give up Live with confidence Thru life love laugh dance. Life is just too short Sometime distort But live it With grace Review Keep balance Do best you can Listen God with heart. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015 January,06,2015

by John W Fenn |
Categories: animals, confusion, funny, war

The worlds biggest ****

I like chickens, 
They’re cuddly and they’re cute
When I goes out on Friday night
I wears a chicken suit
People stares at me an says
“Just look at him he’s barmy”
They won’t find it so funny
When I’ve raised my chicken army
We’ll take the world by storm 
Then I won’t be the laughing stock
Surrounded by my chickens
I will be the biggest ****

I like chickens
They are my only friends
I love them all, the cockerel
The baby chicks the hens
We’ll dominate the world
And then this bird will rule roost
I’ll **** a doodle doo to give
My birds a morale boost
I’ll march upon the capital
Encircled by my flock
You’ll hear the people turn and say
“Just look at him, the ****!”

by Peter Lewis Holmes |
Categories: addiction, humorous,

Weed

  

I love weed; Afghan Red to be precise
It is my favourite illegal vice
I do it in the bath and in the hall
I smoke it in summer and right through fall

I smoke in class and in canteen
I smoke when cops are on the scene,
I light up when in academic gown, 
a practice that made my former
Wife frown

And on the bus it is a hoot, to fill the
Air with devil’s suit; to draw it in 
And keep it down, is much preferred
On trip through town

So if you feel life’s closing in, forget
The doctor or the gin, it’s weed that 
Makes the world go round, its soothing
Pleasure…it has no measure... this
wicked vice, I'll always treasure

by Carole Duet |
Categories: love, wedding,

The Bride to Her Future Groom

I promise not to leave you. I promise my love. I know you, my darling, were sent from above. I promise loyalty. I promise support. My arms will encircle you and be your fort. I'll stand by your side with love and with pride. I'll give you my hand. I'll be your bride. So give me your promise to love me too. And be with me today In your suit of blue. Promise me a smile in your quiet way. And give me a kiss To seal the day. Copyright: 2005
For The Bride to Her Future Groom Contest - 1st Place

by Daniel Foster |
Categories: happiness, health, hope, inspirational, life, love, mystery, nature, peace, seasons, uplifting

Sol

As sun peeks from scattering clouds,
nature follows suit as all gets bright.
And with plants reaching up to golden halos,
animals appear and bask in its silky delight.
Such is her smile after a cloudy and misty day,
refreshing and eternal as sol's awakening.

by Russell Sivey |
Categories: beauty, happy, life, love, , cute,

Her Beauty Didn't Stall

Elaborate, softly tailored to suit She’s sure more beautiful than very cute Exquisite form, flawless in many eyes Details of her delight, there’s no disguise She likes to wear tight dresses, to show off I hardly noticed her feeling quite scoffed Because many were ignoring her here She’s just a normal guest it would appear I walked up to her, a smile on my face She saw my approach and ruffled her lace I began to speak with her, this goddess And we talked the night through, I did impress Her beauty didn’t stall, I kept going Now she holds a love that keeps on giving
Russell Sivey

by OJOBO EMMANUEL |
Categories: absence, betrayal, cancer, care, cry, death, emotions,

ON MY WAY TO THE GRAVE

ON MY WAY TO THE GRAVE

how i wish you could hear this by me
i died not of cancer but of love not seen
now a befitting funeral to dust you give
you let me untended like a forgotten olive

you now sing me a lullaby i will not kiss
a smile that i will not get to say i miss
where were you! when the last i breath
who give a damn about that suit -thick

a hypocrite you never was they found in you love
stop deceiving those mourning with your epigram
never was i what you call me now-your dove
it is too late for on my way shan't see me stand

by Chris Brown |
Categories: death, lost love, love, dark, dark,

My Clock Struck Midnight in Autumns Court.

The Darkness fills me
illuminates fingertips
my eyes turn jet black
our dark hearts shatter like glass
your skin is cold blue
once vibrant soul matches suit
paralized with fear
we dance on our graves
holding sober hands
childrens laughter fills my head
flashing dark crimson and white
the grounds set for our last stand
our features are blank
as our last breath expires
embrace and explode