Love Poems About Metrical Tale or Metrical Tale Love Poems
by David Shawn Dodson |
Categories: appreciation, fathers day,

Thoughts of the Day

We have a laugh, and drink a beer,
Play some golf, and hunt for deer.

Your patience and wisdom, is without test,
Your confidence and clarity, is at its best.

Mentor and Dad, is what you are,
Saved and glad, your faith will go far.

I’m thankful and blessed, with a father like you,
Proud at its best, for the little things that you do.

Love and care, are words that I say,
Friendship to share, on Happy Father’s Day!

To: “Pop”
Love,

by Joseph Szalinski |
Categories: break up, cute, dog, lost love, moving on, pets, relationship,

Ruby

Loyal companion 
whose racing paws &
booming howl is heard before
she is seen. 
A wonderful addition to a family 
who’s known loss. 
Grayed from the years, you still seem playful and spritely, 
albeit a little fluffy. 
I wonder if you’d remember me after all this time?
If you’d still excitedly greet me for licks, sniffs, and scratches;
the piece of a broken
relationship I miss the most.

by Jagdish Bajantri |
Categories: 12th grade, best friend,

Aap Ki Awaz

Aap ki awaz 

Na Mai mazboor nope it's a dark sky 
which cry when you cry and the sadness 
of your dreams comes near you like a shadow of love 

For giggling and waiting for the smile
 of an angel who's doll and pet where 
looking amaze for just a gaze of your 
Starring by tirchi blink eyes 

Jis Mai hai appki awaz. 

With love all 
Jagdish Bajantri


by Craig Cornish |
Categories: poetry,

The Lady

A happy ending to "The Lady of Shallot"
(In deference to Lord Tennyson)

But then the sky's uncommon grace
shown bright and lively on her face
as sullen visage was replaced
and Heaven's holy light was traced
to the shores of Camelot.
From all around they joined to see,
both peasant folk and royalty,
the answer of his prayers to free
the Lady of Shallot.

Then Lancelot leaned down to kiss
as she blushed warm with tearful bliss
and thought about the years she'd missed
the tender touch of love like this
from her knight Sir Lancelot.
Bells from towers high were ringing,
the silent streets now filled with singing - 
echoes through the land rejoicing
the Lady of Shallot.

by Starla Bruno |
Categories: 4th grade, anxiety, boy, childhood, class,

Cedar

Cedar is my biggest  crush yet but he has moved on and now i fret that he will not remember  me. I still love him dearly his is so funny so kind and so endearing i miss him so but now i know