emotions, lost love, passion,
by Lu Loo |
Beneath the sunlit sky I see your face,
and in that moment you reveal your touch-
I feel the way you’ve mastered your embrace,
and through the night your passion is as such.
Above the twilit moon I need your kiss,
I beg of you to keep my secret safe-
For when away your fondness I do miss,
and as we said we need our tender faith.
The way the spark is lit beneath the sheets,
reveals the gentle ways you swiftly trace
my body like a sketch down to my feet,
for in your arms is where I leave my lace.
Before the Lord made man you loved me so-
But now it’s time for me to let you go.
October 21, 2016
by Daniel Turner |
first love, memory,
Those memories of her, now bittersweet
Recalling tender moments that we shared
Young lovers' dreams which time can not defeat
Is proof down deep inside how much I cared
My pining heart still yearns for yesterday
To taste those honey kisses once again
Her dark brown eyes that always seemed to say
The love she had for me would never end
But that is where my recollection fades
As fate stepped in and steered her love away
The passing years created such a haze
What caused our love to die has now decayed
I wonder if she ever thinks of me
With fondness, like my treasured memories
an original poem by Daniel Turner
by Joe Flach |
The pounding of my heart
Echoes in my ears
Of the things that made it beat
All throughout the years
The fondness for my friends
Echoes back to me
Some of whom I've known
For half a century
The pattering lover’s beat
Echoes in my soul
A rhythm that sounds so sweet
From the girl who makes me whole
The fatherly, thumping sound
Echoes throughout the house
From the love for our children
In tandem with my spouse
The echoes of your heart
Will put a smile upon your face
As long as it beats
From being in the right place
by Isabella Seccombe |
loveheart, heart, lonely, love,
He did not love her, yet she adored him.
For the naive soul who fell all alone,
Ablaze with a fiery yearn for him,
Her Fondness met with a heart of cold stone.
Wept as the fire died, saw embers of him.
The embers burnt black, and she became scarred.
Discovered merely hatred within him,
The truth was unveiled and her heart was charred.
To be lonely in love is to suffer,
No solace in solitude it is grim,
Dreams are lonely with only one owner,
She wants to share her dream of love with him.
To love him, to love you, is all I ask
Let my heart find peace and remove my mask.
by Lu Loo |
brought forth by proclivity
Flowers in mid-spring
brought forth by simplicity
you are my constant conquest
brought forth by fascination
devoted eagerness dwells
Sweet scent, penetrate
brought forth by aspiration
laying down while you compel
~Written By: Laura Loo~
~Date Written: March 12, 2016~
by Daniel Cheeseman |
Gone, will you miss
That so special kiss
Words for your ear
That heartfelt tear
Will memory retain
Or with time wane
Will nights be cold
Of dreams yet untold
The bed a lonely place
Will you miss that face
Miss those gazing eyes
Cry those empty skies
Miss the sweet caress
Of lips first tenderness
Reflect and linger on
Of me when I'm gone
A question we all ponder
In quiet times we wonder
Will you remember me
In fondness of memory
by Vladislav Raven |
In the heart of a moonlit smile,
as the sky is alight with fire,
I behold a woman of style,
in sunset she shines with desire.
a love-light glow upon her face,
her temple shining so divine,
I hold close, her Heavenly grace,
with angelic love, she does shine.
A man of great integrity
whose fondness for the twilight hour,
is shared with me in unity
in grandeur of nature's power.
The stars reflected in his eyes
enchants my soul upon this night,
we gaze in love, with moonlit skies
as crickets serenade 'til light.
As always, Connie, it is an honour to share words with you on the Soup. you always make our collaborations sing. Stay safe.
by Shane Cooper |
Fills me with joy
And my heart races
When I hear your sweet voice
And soft words of affection
So tender and full of fondness
My soul takes wing and soars high above
Boundless and eternal love I pledge you
by Mark Peterson |
Common little treasures,
lying still upon the shelves
or hidden in the corner of
of a near forgotten drawer—
all these surround me now—
brand new once and
gazed upon with fondness still.
Though scratched, chipped
and tarnished, each performs
its daily task—offering no complaint.
I love and trust them all the more.
by Victor Chavez |
you may not believe me nor in my faith,
But I'll be there always till ends our fate
Together by stars predestined and God.
May my all I hope you accept though odd.
With my heart and soul I love you ,my dear ,
Whose affection I'll whisper in your ear.
Your silence frightens me. I wish you saw
With what fondness I do hold you in awe .
With my heart and soul I love you, my dear.
by Allie Lusha |
Each stars relentless splendour charts a
course to keep the path of true love shining
To bring you ever closer under the velvet
skies of universal moonlight.
Distance shows no mercy.
Longing never subsides.
Absence spreads its cruelty with each turning
Hanging by a thread of feeling that wings its
way on the word of love.
Undiminished by the passing times fondness
ever stronger there of.......
by Tucker Carwile Jr |
lost love, me,
will you know my face
Or am I just a trophy for your wall.
Will I be remembered with fondness,
Don't compare me with your last,
remember me as your best
by Free Byrd |
love, world, me,
Meeting you, Opend a new world in me
a world that with out you I might never see
love...never thought it would be worth being a member
Yet a fondness ignited, like a burning ember
A night to remember with all my might
Your beautys got me twisted and im high as a kite
We partyed untill morning sun shown
You left me with a feeling like i had just flown
by S.Jagathsimhan Nair |
Light gone and then sound,
Romancing darkness at hand,
I cheat night again,
Courting your formless fondness
Embracing your love, limbless.
@ 05/ Nov/2012
For PD's Any November poem contest.
by Roger Page |
Remember her face you knew so well
You were in love, she rang your bell
Remember the way her hair just flowed
She made life easy, lightened your load
Remember her eyes glowed green then blue
They seemed to change when she looked at you!
Remember the times you spent together
Running through fields of deep blue heather
Remember the walks on golden sand
Hours would pass holding her hand
Remember the way she’d make you cross
Was it because she was the boss?
Remember the way you’d kiss and cuddle
She’d sort you out when life was a muddle
Remember her now with fondness and cheer
Now more than ever, now she’s not here!
by Just That Archaic Poet |
heart, jealousy, kiss, longing, love, lust, romance, sexy,
Another Lover beneath our covers,
So many limbs entwined!
Does he prefer me, or the other;
Does he know how much I pine
For his touches; tender kisses?
A secret battle for his embraces,
For his fondness, my Heart, it wishes!
And for our mate to be displaced...
by Seren Roberts |
Remember your days with fondness
The days you romped in the park
The times you were cross
When running off was a lark
He was a skinny nervous runt
That your love and tender care put right
Was loved unconditionally
As he loved you with all his might.
He was old and full of problems
Kept going for you that’s all
Being his best pal and letting go
Was for you a massive sacrifice call
Remember him full of bounce
Tongue hanging out because he’d run
Was that a smile on his face
To him you were his lifes sun
His mistress his best friend.
Remember Kedo with a smile
Penned on October 25th 2013
by Louise Riveiro - Mitchell |
friendship, life, love, native american, heart, heart, me,
You ask nothing in return
Yet I feel a question in your heart does burn
Are you from my past
Are we together again at last
This is something I do not know
And the spirits fail to let me know
But you my warrior have honored me
And my people the Cherokee
We share a space and time
But that's all it can be
For with my heart song is where I must be
But my brave warrior know this to be true
You will always have a place in my heart
For I have a great fondness for you
by Nayda Ivette Negron Flores |
Love is a feeling that embraces you at least once.
Stirring a lot of feelings in your heart and mind.
Fondness is appreciating without missing.
Surpass threshold between both emotions whirlwind.
by Reva Mae |
beautiful, love, rose,
In a bed of roses.
I felt the sweetest touch,
The coolness of its petals,
The thickness of its thorns.
In a bath of roses.
The warmth of the water,
the scent of its face,
the popping of the bubbles,
the way it moves with me.
In a room full of roses.
I feel the love in the air,
I see their redness everywhere,
Happiness and fondness through me,
its just a special place to me.
With all these beautiful roses.
I know that I'm loved.
I will keep this moment in my heart,
Something so tender to me,
Hope we'll never fall apart.
by Megan Green |
1 Love is such a big thing to be described in one word.
2 So much meaning behind it, so many kinds.
3 Eros love, Physical love. Only in for self-benefit, not real love at all.
4 Philos love, mental love. Where love is patient and friendship extends.
5 Storge love, affectionate love. Fondness and awareness of brothers and sisters.
6 Agape love, unconditional love. Where everything is selfless, give and not take.
7 Love is such a big thing to be described in one word.
8 I didn’t know the meaning of love.
9 Not until ‘he’ came into my life, my mind, my memories.
10 Not until ‘he’ became, my life, my mind, my memories.
by Nayda Ivette Negron Flores |
between lines i catch your feelings
by Earl Schumacker |
abuse, anxiety, identity, memory, mystery, truth, violence,
I remember the past with fondness
Living carefree once was great
Being a spy is never easy when in bondage
One must know when faced with no escape
Poison, sodium pentothal help memory out
Fire burns. Acid works better to that end
I left my mind at home beside the bed no doubt
Days of youth with butterflies cry out in pain
Once upon a time there was a code worth knowing
If only I could remember it to tell these thugs
Next time I will remember it to keep on living
These men are not here to make love
by Keith Logan |
Sisters (Cassandra and Jane)
Cassandra and her Jenny
could not dwell long apart,
they shared the same bedchamber
and beating of one heart.
When parted they wrote letters
where sibling love would shine.
In every sentence written,
sweet laughter flowed like wine.
Cassandra's love for Jenny
was in the end employed,
for fondness of her sister
those letters were destroyed.
No picking over missives
the author left behind.
No setting on that pathway
to search into her mind.
Cassandra loved her Jenny,
loved her true and long,
continued still to love her
when life itself was gone.
by Prashant Shaurya |
As the river cascades
From Himalayas breast
With all its puissance
And rage, it distills out
Along its way, the grail
Of love, service and faith.
It finds the fondness
That grows, in tandem
With the stretching course
Brimmed with beauty, it
Flows till infinite.
At each sojourn
Of cadenced waves
Those quench the earth.
Poet: Prashant Shaurya ©
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