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Soulmates
Soul mates are blessed with a grand awakening of souls where they undergo a kind of romantic evolution. They unknowingly help each other heal their past in the process of loving each other. They appreciate each others uniqueness and cherish their divine union for an entire lifetime….Aarti-Khurana
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Wise Words......
A Walk in the Garden!
A Walk in the Garden!
The thought was there but how could he say,
Was she his true love and would she stay!
A visitor upon love’ s lonely shore,
It was his first adventure, he wanted more!
He rang the bell and she did appear,
His heart beat, hard struck by Cupid’s spear!
He gave her a flower for the dance,
He pinned it on her, he took a chance!
The music played on, and they did so whirl,
He held her close, was she his girl!
Her gown was beautiful and so was she,
How much happier could he be!
She curtsied and he bowed,
She was the prettiest girl of the dancing crowd!
When the dance was through, he asked her
For a garden walk,
She asked him why, he lied and said … just to talk!
But she knew the night was young and bright,
Knowing that she would be sweetly held and kissed this very wondrous night!
When the garden walk was through,
He asked her to go steady, wouldn’t you?
Now he has a girl, his wish came true,
Somewhere in this wide world, another lonely person is waiting … waiting just for you!
Poet
JimEee
The thought was there but how could he say,
Was she his true love and would she stay!
A visitor upon love’ s lonely shore,
It was his first adventure, he wanted more!
He rang the bell and she did appear,
His heart beat, hard struck by Cupid’s spear!
He gave her a flower for the dance,
He pinned it on her, he took a chance!
The music played on, and they did so whirl,
He held her close, was she his girl!
Her gown was beautiful and so was she,
How much happier could he be!
She curtsied and he bowed,
She was the prettiest girl of the dancing crowd!
When the dance was through, he asked her
For a garden walk,
She asked him why, he lied and said … just to talk!
But she knew the night was young and bright,
Knowing that she would be sweetly held and kissed this very wondrous night!
When the garden walk was through,
He asked her to go steady, wouldn’t you?
Now he has a girl, his wish came true,
Somewhere in this wide world, another lonely person is waiting … waiting just for you!
Poet
JimEee
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
RomanticChanging Weather in the Sky!
Changing Weather in the Sky!
Vanishing tears within a rainy cloud, still, tis not completely dry
Tearing thoughts of you and I
Thoughts that perchance we will never meet
That the winds will blow our hearts apart
But when I think anew
When sunrises and rainbows color morning skies
Tis you I want, tis no surprise
Roses for you to greet your day
I give them to you, as it is my way
Smiles and laughter you bring to me
Dreamy love music I give to thee!
Now there’s puffy magic clouds floating bye
A magical carpet ride awaiting for you and I
Blue skies, fair weather and you!
Poet
JimEee
Vanishing tears within a rainy cloud, still, tis not completely dry
Tearing thoughts of you and I
Thoughts that perchance we will never meet
That the winds will blow our hearts apart
But when I think anew
When sunrises and rainbows color morning skies
Tis you I want, tis no surprise
Roses for you to greet your day
I give them to you, as it is my way
Smiles and laughter you bring to me
Dreamy love music I give to thee!
Now there’s puffy magic clouds floating bye
A magical carpet ride awaiting for you and I
Blue skies, fair weather and you!
Poet
JimEee
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Posted: Dec 2012
Post Comment
<3 <3
if its not for love, then what is it for
if its not for a heart, that i truly adore.
no words can define, what you mean to me.
no space can be filled, with time,
to measure your company.
just a pleasure to be around,
makes me feel at ease.
a comfort you posess, so naturally.
in a humble, simple way not at all flashy.
thankyou for being you, but most of all,
for loving me.
if its not for a heart, that i truly adore.
no words can define, what you mean to me.
no space can be filled, with time,
to measure your company.
just a pleasure to be around,
makes me feel at ease.
a comfort you posess, so naturally.
in a humble, simple way not at all flashy.
thankyou for being you, but most of all,
for loving me.
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Posted: Dec 2012
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You came, I am overcome by you
Your mind is awesome!
If I cut it open,
What would I find?
Your words are simple,
But stake my heart,
I wish you werent Dracula's bride!
For I'll have you in an instant!
A mind like yours,
Is too precious to leave,
I've come to rob and steal,
Your heart,mind and soul!
Today not my luckiest day,
I've got sight of you too late,
The things you easily say,
Could make any man go crazy!
From me to you,
Not roses or shoes,
Not even a thank you,
But I love you...
Because you came,
And I am overcome by you!
If I cut it open,
What would I find?
Your words are simple,
But stake my heart,
I wish you werent Dracula's bride!
For I'll have you in an instant!
A mind like yours,
Is too precious to leave,
I've come to rob and steal,
Your heart,mind and soul!
Today not my luckiest day,
I've got sight of you too late,
The things you easily say,
Could make any man go crazy!
From me to you,
Not roses or shoes,
Not even a thank you,
But I love you...
Because you came,
And I am overcome by you!
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
Dont Forgive me Skymore ...i'm flirting with you ...coz that's what my heart tell me to do...so the expression comes forth ...
the wilted rose
In a vase on the shelf is a rose
Its been there for a long time
Was bought by me for my true love
but now shes no longer mine
When I bought her the rose she still loved me
Now it seems like forever ago
It was in the last week of summer
Before the autumns winds blow
I sit here rememberin the days in the sun
When we walked through the woods hand in hand
Or the days when we went to the sea
And played like kids in the sand
But now the woods seen cold and empty
The beach isnt fun any more
the rose still sits in its jar
and im all alone once more
Its been there for a long time
Was bought by me for my true love
but now shes no longer mine
When I bought her the rose she still loved me
Now it seems like forever ago
It was in the last week of summer
Before the autumns winds blow
I sit here rememberin the days in the sun
When we walked through the woods hand in hand
Or the days when we went to the sea
And played like kids in the sand
But now the woods seen cold and empty
The beach isnt fun any more
the rose still sits in its jar
and im all alone once more
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Posted: Dec 2012
Post Comment
hope
is she there?
will you ever be there?
been here 10 years would love to know,
why being disabled,
dirt poor,
kinda fat,
haveing no car nor job,
just being open,
yet run into snobs,
they want just me to fly to see them,
or go drive,
yet at times i am the one sitting on the other end,
just lucky i am still alive,
close to death,
many a time,
was told go home go die when only 4,
i just wait for someone to read these,
and for him or her to open there heart,
instead of slamming the door,
just before they get to know the real me...
will you ever be there?
been here 10 years would love to know,
why being disabled,
dirt poor,
kinda fat,
haveing no car nor job,
just being open,
yet run into snobs,
they want just me to fly to see them,
or go drive,
yet at times i am the one sitting on the other end,
just lucky i am still alive,
close to death,
many a time,
was told go home go die when only 4,
i just wait for someone to read these,
and for him or her to open there heart,
instead of slamming the door,
just before they get to know the real me...
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Posted: Dec 2012
About this poem:
me take a chance how about quit judgeing me and give me a chance real photo not fake real town not feake real is real i do not lie. i try being so dam nice all the time and what do i ask you do i get slapped,kicked and beaten but,before i forget there are those who have hurt me so much because they decided it would be funny to rape me for over 3 weeks strait inbetween 17 diffrent gals and guys.just cuz i gay.dry eyes
My eyes are dry
no more tears to shed
as I lie here tonight
in my lonely bed
I close my eyes
and I start to dream
your warmth beside me
or so it would seem
my body shivers
it remembers much
the feel of your lips
the warmth of your touch
the look in your eyes
that set me aflame
the passionate way
you whispered my name
the warmth in your eyes
that never deceive
the love in your touch
I came to believe
the feel of your body
pressing to mine
the surge of need
as our bodies entwine
your sweet gentle words
your hands on my skin
the need growing stronger
as you touched me again
my eyes slowly open
as the tears start to fall
I awake from the dream
you left after all
no more tears to shed
as I lie here tonight
in my lonely bed
I close my eyes
and I start to dream
your warmth beside me
or so it would seem
my body shivers
it remembers much
the feel of your lips
the warmth of your touch
the look in your eyes
that set me aflame
the passionate way
you whispered my name
the warmth in your eyes
that never deceive
the love in your touch
I came to believe
the feel of your body
pressing to mine
the surge of need
as our bodies entwine
your sweet gentle words
your hands on my skin
the need growing stronger
as you touched me again
my eyes slowly open
as the tears start to fall
I awake from the dream
you left after all
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Posted: Dec 2012
Post Commentthe woman from the web
once there was a woman,
i talked to on the web.
after weeks of talking
one day we finally met
petite and slender toned and fit
she awoke me deep inside,
i felt the stirrings in my chest
of emotions i must hide.
one evening we took a walk
around a moonlit lake
the urge to hold her in my arms
made my whole body quake
when we parked to say goodnight
our lips did gently touch
our passions flared up from inside
and grew with every touch
then reason overcame her
so i walked home alone
and she went to her lonely bed
both together both alone
we met again and passion soared
our kisses hot and yearning
our clothes fell round us on the floor
our skins like fires burning
but passion spent she had to go
she left me with a kiss
in my heart a worry grew
some thing was amiss
from that day excuses grew
meetings turned aside
distance came between us
and my lonely heart then cried
so now i pretend to be happy
when on the web we chat
deep inside my heartwas broke
but i cant tell her that
so i wrote it in a poem
to exorcise the pain
of passion killed before
the spark became a flame
i talked to on the web.
after weeks of talking
one day we finally met
petite and slender toned and fit
she awoke me deep inside,
i felt the stirrings in my chest
of emotions i must hide.
one evening we took a walk
around a moonlit lake
the urge to hold her in my arms
made my whole body quake
when we parked to say goodnight
our lips did gently touch
our passions flared up from inside
and grew with every touch
then reason overcame her
so i walked home alone
and she went to her lonely bed
both together both alone
we met again and passion soared
our kisses hot and yearning
our clothes fell round us on the floor
our skins like fires burning
but passion spent she had to go
she left me with a kiss
in my heart a worry grew
some thing was amiss
from that day excuses grew
meetings turned aside
distance came between us
and my lonely heart then cried
so now i pretend to be happy
when on the web we chat
deep inside my heartwas broke
but i cant tell her that
so i wrote it in a poem
to exorcise the pain
of passion killed before
the spark became a flame
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Posted: Dec 2012
Post CommentThe Comfort of Ones Heart!
The Comfort of Ones Heart!
Dedicated to a Maiden Fair!
Ah! Sweet Maiden fair, to be or not to be …
The windmill of my mind answers back
“To love or not to love”
For if my heart died a thousand times
Unlike Macbeth ... sleep no more, sleep that knit’s up the ravel sleeve of care! I would loose no sleep and love you more!
Although I would fear a disappearing loss of you
Forever the flame of my love would live
For my love of you, would never end
It’s burns eternal
Regretting naught, but how does one say
Sweet Maiden fair … to be or not to be yours …
My soul enslaved, a slave to ever belong to only one and that one is thee!
Aye, there’s the rub
For how could I tear my lonely heart in two
And give just one half of it to you
For do not I have another half
Which also belongs to you!
Alas a coward of love I be, how does one such as I
Release my burning tortured heart of thee
My Venus, Goddess of love, Aphrodite of my s*xual dreams & desires, Goddess of my universe, my Virgin Queen, my Nymph, Goddess of the sea
Aye, there’s the rub, I am alone but my love cries out ever more for you and you will not set me free!
Romanticism Poetry
By
JimEee
Dedicated to a Maiden Fair!
Ah! Sweet Maiden fair, to be or not to be …
The windmill of my mind answers back
“To love or not to love”
For if my heart died a thousand times
Unlike Macbeth ... sleep no more, sleep that knit’s up the ravel sleeve of care! I would loose no sleep and love you more!
Although I would fear a disappearing loss of you
Forever the flame of my love would live
For my love of you, would never end
It’s burns eternal
Regretting naught, but how does one say
Sweet Maiden fair … to be or not to be yours …
My soul enslaved, a slave to ever belong to only one and that one is thee!
Aye, there’s the rub
For how could I tear my lonely heart in two
And give just one half of it to you
For do not I have another half
Which also belongs to you!
Alas a coward of love I be, how does one such as I
Release my burning tortured heart of thee
My Venus, Goddess of love, Aphrodite of my s*xual dreams & desires, Goddess of my universe, my Virgin Queen, my Nymph, Goddess of the sea
Aye, there’s the rub, I am alone but my love cries out ever more for you and you will not set me free!
Romanticism Poetry
By
JimEee
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Posted: Dec 2012
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