Hymn Poems (65)

Bengawan Solo,flowing endlessly,,to the holy flow of the river,I pray today too. Bengawan Solo ,so many dreams,praising Happy days we sing together,,Oh Holy River ,the heart of my mother flowing endlessly,,with the song of prayer on my lips,flowing endlessly. Even though the flowers bloom and fall,the love we have sworn will never never change forever more...(Translated from Japanse song of Bengawan Solo,,into English.) by Satoshi Okano (e-mail ;cross557@blue.megaegg.ne.jp ( I live in Kure city,Hiroshima prefecture,Japan. Japanse married man aged 75

Ten cats went for deer hunting
The mercedes cat fell into the abyss
And then there were nine

Nine cats were sleeping on the couch
A heavy chandelier dropped on the cossackcat
And then there were eight

Eight cats were on the hill having a picnic
A big storm flew the sour tomcat away
And there were seven

Seven cats ate some big fish
The serene cat choked a fish bone to her death
And there were six

Six cats were having a big party
The balloon helium tube exploded and torn the track cat apart
And there were five

Five cats sat in front of the fireplace in a cold winter night
The fire suddenly burnt the giant pekaatje cat
And then there were four

four cats played in the garden
The neighbour 's pittbull bit the pedro cat's neck
And then there were three

Three cats were walking by the river bank
A giant crocodile ate the pat cat
And then there were two

Two cats were sailing in the sea
The high tide swallowed the hexagonkeyset cat
And then there was one

The friskyone cat was all alone
She hung herself
And then there was none

We talk almost every day
You are always in a positive mood
Love every minute or our conversations
I think of you always caring for me
We are made for each other
You are always on my mind
I think of you of a moment
A moment of love and passion
A day where we will spend the time of our life
I don't know why I always think of you
My special rose

its tme to live and not to die .its time its time to stop all the killing .its to starf giving ……...I have more but people out there can add …..by the by born on good Friday but no saint ….

~ Love ~

Do you love me!

I could fall in love with you

Could you love me,

Tell me, Tell me true

Hold me in your arms forever

I was meant for you

Never, never let me go!

Kiss my awaiting lips

and taste them very slow

They were meant for you my dear

This I really know

Hold me tight, melting in my arms

As you are meant to do ~

Close your eyes and dream of me

As I do of you!

Romantic Poet
JimEee

“ To have or to have not”
That is the Question

Man wants what they cannot have ~

And I want you!

Your smiling eyes within their pools of love

Your upturned breasts

Your tossing hips

You with your red tasty lips

Make the day go by

I want your smile

Your face of laughter

It’s what I’m after

Please say you have feelings

For me too!

Romantic Poet
JimEee

Roses are love any flower is more than grey or white. of any type lips and all sorts of greenery. moss lays any type is beauty to the bee. as long as I rose and leave the stem roots find your beautful

I know somewhere there is peace,
I'm waiting for the day,
Along life's path I keep searching,
Hoping to find the way,

It's lonely here alone inside,
My windows allowing in no sun,
Crying as I endure someone else's pain,
The torrent of memories just begun,

THE CRUSHING OF BONE,
THE SHREDDING OF SKIN,
HER HEAD TWISTED COMPLETELY BACKWARDS,
HIS HORRIFYINGLY DEVILISH GRIN!

Scorching steps through my minds' parched scenes,
Sidelong glances at forgotten dreams,
No water here, no food, no one to care,
Forever locked,
Into my,
Alone Inside,
Stare.

I think then I wonder,
I wonder then I know,
I understand then I see,
I accept then I grow,

I love then I cry,
I laugh then I sorrow,
Only live for today,
Could be no tomorrow,

I sing then I dance,
I gaze into the sun,
I yearn deeply for wisdom,
Is The Battle ever won?

Says my soul to my heart,
"This thing must end",
Says my will to my longing,
"No. It must surely begin",

Fiercely I fight The Battle,
I stand here all alone,
No one cries for me,
Nowhere to call home.

I haven't seen one flying to my direction. All I come across are heart breaks and game players....not even the dating site helps to find Mr right. Just gamers and jokers....wherw is Mr right. I know where he is in the mist of nowhere that's for sure.