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 Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 4:31 pm
A thread to post love poems
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 6:45 pm
I Love her, i love her more than I can comprehend,
and she accepts my love, my heart is scared to break,
for it will never mend.
I Wish i knew what to do,
All I know, my dear is I love you.
I shall always be here, havent I always been here?
I'll be here, I'll always be here, love.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 1:57 am
Just when you think the world is your's,
you find that you are dreaming again
for that world that was never there.
Inside the soul, there lies a heart
that frets over everything,
and in everything, there is never
someone to bring everything back into pieces
because no one knows
until you tell them what is going on
Maybe when you tell,
the whole world will be your's again
in a form of non-conceit and kindness.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 5:13 pm
If I could be so bold as to make a comment on Sam's poem. I love it. Write a copy and give to me at school?
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 6:59 am
Sentado frente al fuego
Sintiendo su calor
Sintiendote aqui a mi lado
Aunque lejos estes
Solo pienso en ti y mis labios
Dicen siempre... Te amo
well it's in spanish, i write in spanish xd but in english it would be
sitting by the fire
feeling it warm
feeling you here by my side
even that you are far away
y only think about you and my lips
always says... i love you
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2007 12:38 pm
Sonnet XLIII by Edna St. Vincent Millay
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply;
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands a lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet know its boughs more silent than before;
I cannot say what loves have come and gone;
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
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Okay so not really a "love" poem.
More about loves lost and forgotten.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 10:26 pm
sometimes i feel without u
no happyness will do
i think about u at night
id do anything to hold u tight
for just one kiss id risk it all
for just one smile id live and fall
for just one touch id walk through fire
for u have always been my hearts desire
for those three words id fly to the moon
for u in my arms id live in my doom
for one night together id never lie
for my love for u will never die
(i know, it needs lots of work, oh well....dont laugh lol)
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 9:33 am
awww! WOW such talented poets xx
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2008 3:31 pm
Who is He?
Who is the boy,
That runs through my dreams,
Rescuing me from monsters unseen.
Who is the guy,
That sweeps me off my feet,
Making my life perfect and sweet.
Who is the man,
That steals my heart,
Proving that love is a work of art.
Who is he?
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