i love poems- GAME

India
December 14, 2006 1:32am CST
hi friends those all love poems are invited to share them . the max poem poster will be the best response. so go ahead. Regards, Abhi
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@lena2000 (2392)
• Belgium
14 Dec 06
I heard the news today that you had gone away, but nowhere else to roam for God had called you home. I remember the last time I talked to you on that night so long ago, but foolish pride kept me from saying what I wanted you to know. If I had told you how much I loved you would it had changed the course of fate? I ask myself that sometimes even though it is too late. We parted forever on that night, I guess it was meant to be we can change so many things, but not our destiny. I often think about you and it makes me want to cry, the fact you never knew I loved you and I never got to say goodbye.
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• India
14 Dec 06
nice one. did you made it ??
• India
15 Dec 06
my lifetime favourite Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state (Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
• India
15 Dec 06
nice yaar
@brightsea (141)
• India
15 Dec 06
Rat - describes a poem about a person chasing rats out of the house
My first ever poem I wrote There you are you scallywag, Looking no less than a hag, You chew to your stomach’s content. And make us curse to our heart’s content. You fight your battle with all your might, But lose also by pure spite. You call your comrades for a feast And then have a marathon in heaps One on the cupboard, one on the chair You sure make standing hair You’ll make the parlours lose their jobs And the pest control to have more jobs You are foul You make us howl You give us plague We give you stake You find cats We find nibbled hats You have a family and look after them all But not in my hall!
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• India
15 Dec 06
nice poems. you are making this discussion cool. carry on. Regards, Abhi
• India
15 Dec 06
thanks a lot!!!
• India
15 Dec 06
you are welcome
@brightsea (141)
• India
15 Dec 06
A philosophical poem I wrote
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@brightsea (141)
• India
15 Dec 06
A philosophical poem I wrote Standing on a shore Staring I question more Why the wind blows and goes But never lingers or hovers The waves leap and drown While shells lay thrown The living ones eager To get back into the water A helpless fish now lies In the mouth of a bird which flies The sweet scent of the ocean Now lays at par of those gone Life is a mystery But suddenly it can be history Even without learning The reason why one is living
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• United Arab Emirates
14 Dec 06
I love poems and enjoy writing them, here is one of my fav ... FALLING IN LOVE… You know you are in Love… When you see yourself smiling all day unconsciously…. When things you disliked, starts getting your appreciations…. When you wait for the first ray of sun to see him again…. When you start taking hour to dress up and get ready…. When you keep looking at the phone at intervals, to hear his voice…. When you say you don’t mind him talking with other girls but actually boils inside at heart when he does…. When your heart skips a beat when he touches you by mistake… When picking an outfit for a jog takes hours…. When you keep looking into the mirror for long hours…. When you heart rate increases as stands next to you…. When you cannot stop talking to him on phone for hours…. When you start eating food you never liked before, with him…. When you get up in middle of the night, dreaming of him…. When you feel that life is so perfect and that you are walking in the clouds…. When you would not mind to go an extra mile for him…. Love is when you realize that.... You want to spend the rest of your life caring for him…. You want to be near him no matter what…. You want to share both your happiness and worries with him…. You want to be the mother for his children… AND WHEN YOU WOULD NOT MIND WALKING AROUND THE WORLD BESIDE HIM, WITH HIS STRONG ARMS AROUND YOU…. Margaret Z check out my site for more http://www.riyamargaret.bravehost.com/love.html
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• India
14 Dec 06
good. really good one. keep posting. Regards, Abhi
@greengal (4286)
• United States
15 Dec 06
For my hubby - For my hubby
The Best Place In the World The best place in the world, Is when I’m in your arms.. When I wish that time would stop And we could stay like this forever! Makes me feel so safe and content with life, As I rest on your shoulder with no pain or strife You hug me tight and hold me so close, Your breath on my neck tingles my toes. I snuggle up to you and smile within, There’s nothing more that I want to do. The best place in the world.. Is when I’m in your arms!! Wrote this for my hubby. See more of my poems at http://exoticworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/
• India
15 Dec 06
The Improvement by John Ashbery Is that where it happens? Only yesterday when I came back, I had this diaphanous disaffection for this room, for spaces, for the whole sky and whatever lies beyond. I felt the eggplant, then the rhubarb. Nothing seems strong enough for this life to manage, that sees beyond into particles forming some kind of entity— so we get dressed kindly, crazy at the moment. A life of afterwords begins. We never live long enough in our lives to know what today is like. Shards, smiling beaches, abandon us somehow even as we converse with them. And the leopard is transparent, like iced tea. I wake up, my face pressed in the dewy mess of a dream. It mattered, because of the dream, and because dreams are by nature sad even when there's a lot of exclaiming and beating as there was in this one. I want the openness of the dream turned inside out, exploded into pieces of meaning by its own unasked questions, beyond the calculations of heaven. Then the larkspur would don its own disproportionate weight, and trees return to the starting gate. See, our lips bend.
@brightsea (141)
• India
15 Dec 06
I love writing poems too. this hasd been so far my best yet. Hope you find the humour in it. Hold Your Head High Hold your head high for slaughter Because in this world there is no laughter Celebrities say you need to be hard working When it come to achieving But all you end up doing is flunking You are always looking for a better tomorrow When you are lonely, depressed and hollow But you need to realize that your luck Is as horrible as muck So at least hope you won’t get run over by a truck Keep pointy, venomous things at a distance But have fun by getting drunk for instance So play on the Net and watch T.V. all day And forever to God don’t pray ‘Coz this unfair life is here to stay
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