Love Poems About Suitable or Suitable Love Poems
by Dina Televitskaya |
Categories: love, song-

A Small Corner of Warmth In My Winter Soul

I can do nothing,

I am not suitable for anything.

My soul is trapped in a snow.

Yet there is a small corner of warmth

in my winter soul:

there is always the lilac

and tulips are in bloom.

The river and green forest

and the road to home are there.

All this will be until then,

while my beloved is near to me.

by John Chizoba Vincent |
Categories: art, beauty,

The Nigerian Dream 7

Good housing scheme
Good educational system
Conducive tourist centres
Suitable infrastructural facilities
Love, unity, freedom to all

by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: care, feelings, imagery, inspiration, love, self, thanksgiving,

Simply Me

My nails are plainly white
My face with make-up but light
My hair fixed on simple align
My clothes on comfortable flight

Not that I don't care to fix
Nor do I want to match and mix
It's because It's not in me to impress
"Suitable to occasion", that's how I dress

Though, lots have said I'm a beauty
I thank but still be in simplicity
I want to be liked just the way I am
Anyhow, I'm flexible enough to change

Opening myself to suggestions
Criticisms even I take to attention
Remembering this, I do manage
Putting myself right or above average...

by: olive_eloi
11:49am
12/02/2014


by Lizzie Treetop |
Categories: satire,

Freddie and Mabel

Freddie and Mable they were so in love
He took one look at Mabel’s knockers
And billed and cooed like a silly turtle dove
Oh but in size they were real big shockers
When out shopping for panties and suitable bra
Still Freddie did not falter, Mabel fit him to a tee
“Love in bed you are my twinkling super star
But the telly I will admit, I just cannot possibly see
But precious you will always be my love and my mate
And for bloody earplugs they really are quite great!”

by Janis Medders Tobechi |
Categories: valentines day,

Mr Cupid

Mr. Cupid Mr. Cupid take a shot. Love is something I have not. Bend you bow, aim for the heart. Ignite the flame that needs to start. Mr. Cupid search the street. Find a suitable match to meet. He should be aged, like good wine, in the mirror of his mind, my heart to find. Mr. Cupid soar through the air, and when you find him, shoot straight clear. Arc the bow toward his head. By a heavenly thought let him be led. 1/8/17 Love Is In The Air Tonight - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron

by Keshan Govender |
Categories: feelings, first love, for her, how i feel, hurt, lost, trust,

Wasteful Pleas


Wander only, to know loyalty
Exceptions made, only when suitable 
Friends preferred, to a claimed "love"
An agreement, reliant on incentive.  
Awaiting completion, to go unnoticed
A stair ahead, never looking back
Interest lost, through individualism 
Conversations exhaustive, kisses dutiful. 
Interactions, emotively devoid
Restraint exercised, a week to conquer
Erratic moods, an excuse to behold
A trapped hand, pushing for release. 
Pleas to voice, answered with time
A dream promised, only to be forgotten. 

by Ashley Plotczyk |
Categories: love

Majesty

She calls herself
The queen of hearts
Beautiful and desired
No, you can’t touch her
But talk to her you may
Look at her you may 
See her long hair sway 
Sway in the shinning sun
Sway under the champagnes whiteness
The perfect reflection 
Only fit for the queen
The queen who loves 
Heart pure as doves
But only one suitable for her love
The king of hearts 
She waits to give her pureness
Her love
To he who is the king of hearts

*Entered in "Pick A Card" Contest

by J Hamilton Gist |
Categories: feelings,

Links

Celibate to love
Attachments entrapment
Suffocates accepting expectation

Felicitous suppressants seem vague yet expecting acceptance to gleam
obediently wile anger continues to...
Our bond pulsates as days and nights are misinterpreted.

Inquiry demonstrates how to be a suitable leech
sucking patience from the reins of guided discontent.

Joined at the hip
Severed near the center
Dissected underneath.

What was once yoked to one another now hinges upon swollen pressure
The trembling heat of predictability examines the idea of being apart.

Broken rust the smell
Ripped apart in stillness
Should have left well enough alone at first.

by Marinescu Victor |
Categories: beauty, bird, for her, love,

Beautiful Birds 2

he recite one of his texts
something about go go go
and thought that no one can match him.
but with my thought of your nipples
I believed increasingly better
even better than him
because nobody loves them 
like me
I am the most suitable.

by Yana Uzhinskaya |
Categories: feelings, heart, love, relationship,

Thoughts and Words

While listening to someone 
You think about his words.
But words may not compare
With this man's real thoughts.

He may say something pleasant
For you and feeling yours
But have the thought that may be
Not good and even hurts.

He says:"I love you" may be,
He gives you flowers, sweets,
But thinks:"I want to leave you
When suitable chance meets"

For you it is important 
To hear not only words
But watch him doing deals.
This way you'll get his thoughts.

by Michael Osborne |
Categories: confusion, introspection, loss, lost love, sad,

An Observation

Blind freedom,
Through an unwanted separation.
Formed alliances,
At a new destination.
Undesirable personality,
Caused the segregation.
A pitiful person,
For lack of congregation.
Forcibly imprisoned,
A depression fortification.
Partners of the past,
Are the new legislation.
Labeled a loser,
An inexcusable reputation.
Flashbacks of betrayel,
A suitable compensation.
Mistreated emotions,
A new form of defecation.
Relationships experienced,
A tremedous complication.

by Olorunsogo David |
Categories: religious,

Do This In Remembrance of Me

He taught me love
Left His siege to approve of this.

He first loved
Then shed the love abroad in my heart

He embraced death
And told me to do so for others

He left me a comforter
To guide me and never leave me lonely

He went ahead of me
Preparing a suitable homely destination

He lifted me
When everyone despised the rotten me

He is love
No one can understand love without Him

He said to me
"Do this in remembrance of me"

He treated me to dinner
Where all was perfected

He gave me the bread
"Eat of my flesh"

He served me the wine
"Drink of my blood"

He said to me
"Do this in remembrance of me(love)

by Paul Curtis |
Categories: love

Fiona

I first met Fiona at a Christmas party 
A beautiful woman in a young girl’s body
Fiona was far more mature than her years
And she chose me that night
Despite a host of more suitable suitors
And we danced into the night
Her firm body pressed against mine
Her intoxicating scent enveloping me
Arms clinging tightly to me
Her breath against my neck
In full view of envious eyes
And later in passionate embrace
Just the two of us in the darkness
As I kissed her goodnight

by Angela Douglas |
Categories: beauty, flower, money, poverty, red, rose, sad love,

Roses Under My Window

My rose bushes have bloomed
the three I planted last year 
after digging up the dead ones 
that had never thrived there 
though it’s a sunny spot
suitable for roses
under the picture window 
of my living room 
with the paper peeling
off the walls 
and its water stained 
plaster ceiling
Petals of bold wine red
so beautiful to behold
I almost shed a tear
so seldom do I see such a sight
I would share a picture 
of them with you if I thought 
for one moment you might care
but I’m sure that you don’t
for you could buy a big bouquet 
of resplendent roses everyday
delivered right to your door

by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: faith,

Dove Love

When xerography yesterday's youthful gynecoiD
I'll wear my *multipurpose Mexican sunny sombrerO*
*Somehow, someway* I'll do suitable improV
And not be one who is cooperativE

*Sweet spirit super *(dove) fits my heart as a (glove) areaL
Spiritual enough not to speak (aloud)all that (proud) ballyhoO
Definitely earnestly forever guardsman against perV
Let my spirit forever be uncompromisablE

Written: September 28, 2022
Sponsor: Joseph May
Contest: The "A's" Have It

Nonsensical, I know.  LOL..I think I got all the requirements in there.  

I am speaking about what I would call gynecoid of generations of unborn babies.

by Rashmi Kaushik |
Categories: cute love, feelings, good night, love, pets, sleep,

My Little Sleep Buddy

Time to relax
Time to stop
Time to rest
Keep your eyes close...

Telling stories, taking the teddy close to heart
My soft and brown bear
Shopping beautiful dreams from the cart
Love you a lot my dear...

My sleeping buddy
You are my old friend
Mumma-Papa brought you home
Gifted to me to make me glad...

I cry, laugh & share my secrets with you
Can't call you a toy as we've memories uncountable
You make me feel comfortable
Over everything, you make my environment suitable...

Written by~
Rashmi Kaushik
#MyDynamicEmotions

by Peter Hall |
Categories: love,

His Love

His love is beautiful
His love immutable
His love is suitable to me,

For His kindnesses
Come to my weaknesses,

For He is the Love in me.
Continually loving me.

His love is natural
Beyond the dutiful
His love immovable to me,

I'm now His righteousness
Flows from His faithfulness,

He is the Life in me
The Vine Life transfers to me.

His love is wonderful
His love emotional
His love is musical to me,

I found the natural note
That resonates my soul,

He is the Life in me
His love is life in me.

by Micheal John |
Categories: emotions

Empty Night

On this lonely night
i know not sleep
in thinking of you
my heart knows brokeness
sitted upon my lips broken songs of loneliness
om my radio tuned i to listen
all i hear is missing you
tears rolled down my eyes
weakness i feel all over me
your grips on me so firmly
do you feel what i feel?
do you hear what i hear?
Whispering sounds of love songs
all i hear from the winds of time
your place in my heart
is no other suitable
come! mop my tears with your silky hairs
let your lips kiss away my loneliness
let me know wholeness from the warmth of your 
embrace
come to me!!
Come to me!!
My darling you.

by Micheal John |
Categories: imagination

The Angel Behind the Mask

In deep thought i am lost,
constructing words suitable,
with typing fingers and imagery,
only but behind the mask.
whispering sounds of love tones are heard,
voice so compelling as of an Angel.
In my dreaming she is my heart desire.
In my daylight she is the object of my imagination.
At the soft tone of her voice i am enspelled.

Behind the mask.
She is behind the mask.
Make known to me the beauty of thy look.
Let my nose swim in the aura of your presence,
let me be known by the gaze of thy eyes,
take away thy mask,
make known to me
the reality of thy beauty.
I long to behold.

by Kipngeno Robin |
Categories: adventure, cute love,

Suitable Suit

Glittering like the morning dew,
I am giving credit where it's due!

Watching you from toe to head,
Gives me effort to forge ahead,

With you my future is lit,
You just a wonderful elite,

I want to deal with my fiasco,
So that I no longer feel de facto,

Your name fits the skyline,
Extreme right of the number line,

I'm planning on a good venue,
Where I'll show your real value,

@Tha Formidable Cheru.
#themonk

by Annabelle Jane |
Categories: confusion, hope, love

Western Front

When the One that you want shares the wanting-you-too, 
The decision falls squarely, unfairly on you.

The Man That You Love, or Unexpectedly There? 
Who's promised more love than the former will spare.

Do you wait in the shadows, grasp at faith in the future?
Or find your frail heart a more Suitable Suitor?

by Shaquana Montgomery |
Categories: depressioncry, life, me,

When I Cry,I Cry Alone

WHEN I CRY, I CRY ALONE.. 
IN A WORLD SO COLD WITH NO PLACE TO CALL HOME... 
THINKING AN FEELIN LIKE EVERYDAY IS MY LAST ..
DWELLING SO DEEP DOWN IN THE PAST...MY MIND IS ROTTING... 
NEVER AGAIN WILL IT EVER BE CLEAR BECAUSE MY NEED FOR LOVE IS NOW
 MY FEAR....
HEART TAKEN OVER BY PAIN THE SUN TAKEN OVER BY RAIN
 WISHING SOMEONE WOULD CRY WITH ME JUST SO THEY CAN FEEL THE SAME
 THIS LIFE IS NOT A GAME.. FAILING TO SEE WHERE I STAND IN TIME
 AN WHEN I CRY I CRY ALONE BECAUSE THIS LIFE IS ALWAYS ON MY MIND
 TRING TO CHANGE IT, REARANGE IT, SO THAT ITS MORE SUITABLE FOR ME ..
TAKE A WALK IN MY SHOES AN U WILL SEE WHY WHEN I CRY I CRY ALONE 
JUST WANTING THAT HAPPY HOME!

by David Robinson |
Categories: endurance, life, love, marriage,

The Burden

The Burden is falling hard
Struggling to find a way
Disappearing in a crowd
Invisible to the world
Ready to give up
Then a light shines forth
Growing with each step
Sorrow replaced with hope
Walking hand in hand
Music to the spirit
Joined together by peace
In unity by love
Never feeling alone again
Together til the end of our days
Then bringing in a new life
Overcoming the challenges it brings
Raising it to new heights
Caring with all our hearts
Protecting it til death
Setting the example 
Providing a suitable life
Never giving up on it
Giving it a life to live
Going through hell and back
The Burden is falling hard
Surviving through it together

by Hugo Sarvida Jr. |
Categories: analogy, forgiveness, friendship, love,

The Advice

Help me Greg, I can't do it
She doesn't want to forgive me.
I tried. It's too serious.
I couldn't help you.
You have to go to God.
How to ask, teach me.
So, first of all
Look for a suitable tree.
Lean against him, and ask him.
A tree has its root under the ground,
And its trunk towards the sky.
Through the tree, God hears people.
It's beautiful.
Be careful, don't just ask
Ask and listen.
He will answer you.
He will answer you, that's for sure.

by Deepak Srivastava |
Categories: image,

Achieve

Go for love and make life easy and suitable.