Love life
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why i love u
When I'm with you, eternity is a step away, my love continues to grow, with each passing day. This treasure of love, I cherish within my soul, how much I love you... you'll never really know. You bring a joy to my heart, I've never felt
You 'been LOVED
It really does'nt matter if you are HURT because i still have time to patch it up.. i still have strength to make you happy.. i still have talent to make you smile.. i still have sweet-power to bring you back.. LOVE teaches us a LOT in many
Itch-Time
ItchY BitchY SixtyNine I don know how Qurrantine !!!
Always Be With You.... My Love !
As the rains continue to batter, standing on the balcony i watch the rain drops converge into one pool of water; i wish you were here standing next to me in this rain soaked night, holding hands, scheming of things pretty; Wondering
SOME FILL WITH EACH GOOD RAIN
There are different wells within your heart. Some fill with each good rain, Others are far too deep for that. In one well You have just a few precious cups of water, That "love" is literally something of yourself, It can grow as slow as
i deserve to be...
its so hurt me!!!
Love at First
Hey, here Winebringer, circulate, offer the cup this way; For love at first seemed easy, now problems come to stay. Finally breeze sent muskpod's scent from that forehead: Its twist Of musky hair makes blood clot our hearts today. Can w
The School of Love
Your love taught me how to grieve, While I have been in need, for centuries, For a woman to make me grieve, And to cry upon her arms Like a sparrow... For a woman to gather my pieces Like clusters of broken crystal.. Your love taught me, my
to the CENTURY's MURDER...
some TIMID ...they cant wait 7 days in SECLUSION
METHINKS OLIVIA newton JOHN wants 2 kill the pope
PATHETIC PEOPLE ARE PERPETUALLY PISSING AND/OR PUKING ON THIS PUNY PLANET AND DOWN THERE, WHEN THEY ASK ME WHAT TYPE OF POETRY IS, I WANT EVERONE TO REMEMBER, IT IS GHAZAI FOR TWO YEARS I TOOK A DOUBLE MAJOR, CREATIVE WRITING/ANALYTICAL POETRY, ME AND AIN'T NO ONE IN MY GRADUATING CLASS CAN TELL YOU NEITHER. AND BY THE WAY GOOGLE WATER CHARITYAND FIND OUT WHAT ONLY TWENTY BUCKS CAN BUY YOU! thanks, you may want to thank me! ~free cee!~
Love at First
Hey, here Winebringer, circulate, offer the cup this way; For love at first seemed easy, now problems come to stay. Finally breeze sent muskpod's scent from that forehead: Its twist Of musky hair makes blood clot our hearts today. Can w
it's you dear
this poem for my bf, or ex bf.. but for me he is always my love. he leaved me but forever he is my love.
Fallen
Can we ever count our cost, When this long journey seem to have been lost where do you find a smile to put on your face? When the truth is on the inside it feels I've fallen from Grace Will we ever find our way home, Or stay stuck in this pla
voice of soul
when nature wants to embrace you and even angels cant trace you. when you want to be alone to sing with the life's tone. and you hear a sound coming from no where which led you to feel the comfort and peace near.. that sudden change in st
I Love You
I Love You More Than words Could Ever Say I feel it growing in my heart each and every day All this Love I feel Has never felt so real You give me something no one has Ever given me It's something You cannot see Love so strong, and so true It
Book of Love
Nizar Qabbani’s Masterpieces
Alone!!!!!!!
Beautiful Cloths How I Wear I Am Sad O! My Dear How I Say? I Am Alone I Become Happy When You Near Stats Are Shining In The Sky But My Life You Are Where? You Are Rose Its My Feelings Always Be Happy Its My Prayer
Zaheeer'an
Zaheer'an jahjatag doshi manara naaraga nealant pah deedaar'aa gulein laaley manara chaaraga nealant barey kandan gala baal'an barey grreawan o behaalan barey anchein zaheer kayan keh ars'an gowaaraga nealant mun gendan goragein kullan diley
The Fortune Teller
She sat down with fear in her eyes, Contemplating my upturned cup. She said: don’t grieve, my son, You are destined to fall in love; My son, the one who sacrifices himself for his beloved Is a martyr. Your cup is horrific world, And your lif
Letter from under the Water
If you were my friend, Help me to leave you... Or if you were my beloved, Help me to be healed of you... If I had known that the sea was so deep, I would not have dove in... If I had known That Love was so perilous, I would not have fallen
A Special World
very sensitive
Description my dear
I tried to describe my beloved but I couldn't My tongue was silent and unable to speak My pen began to write the sweetest words He wrote it in describing my love for a girl You entered my heart and resided in it A girl with very feminine featu
the love of my life
The poem is for those who value love. I hope to find a life partner who believes in love