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I'd Say
Id say you are my world,but i wouldnt give you up,
Id say you are my life, but you mean more than that,
Id say you stole my heart, but i gave it to you anyway,
Id say id give you all i have but i cant give you away,
Id say you are my everything in every possible way,
Id say all i could, but theres so much more to say,
Id say ill hold your hand till forever in my sleep,
Id say when im away from you i spend an eternity in a week,
Id say i dream of angels, and how you outshine them all,
Id say i think if loosing you, and if i do, how far id fall,
Id say i need your hand in mine, before my day is through,
Id say your voice would last forever, and i would listen to,
Id say all these things if i was as brave to speak my mind,
Id say how i truly feel, but those words... i can not find,
Id say you are my life, but you mean more than that,
Id say you stole my heart, but i gave it to you anyway,
Id say id give you all i have but i cant give you away,
Id say you are my everything in every possible way,
Id say all i could, but theres so much more to say,
Id say ill hold your hand till forever in my sleep,
Id say when im away from you i spend an eternity in a week,
Id say i dream of angels, and how you outshine them all,
Id say i think if loosing you, and if i do, how far id fall,
Id say i need your hand in mine, before my day is through,
Id say your voice would last forever, and i would listen to,
Id say all these things if i was as brave to speak my mind,
Id say how i truly feel, but those words... i can not find,
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Posted: Mar 2012
About this poem:
i wrote this for a certain special someone,
Romance Whispers To Her Heart
Romance Whispers To Her Heart
Autumn is the prettiest time of life,
Changing colours and less strife,
When beauty increases in many a maid
And summer repeats not ready to fade.
Autumn breezes caress her soul
Seeking to make her heart whole,
While tears gather upon her marrow,
She seeks out a new tomorrow.
That empty hole when one's alone
Is borne heavy as an anchor stone,
For youth has flown forever gone,
And eternity waits not far on.
In sleep beckons a faceless brow,
That eludes her,yet somehow,
She feels love's tender part
As romance whispers to her heart.
She wakes refreshed sure in mind
That someone awaits pure and kind
To share days and nights to short,
When bliss is freed in love's cavort
Autumn is the prettiest time of life,
Changing colours and less strife,
When beauty increases in many a maid
And summer repeats not ready to fade.
Autumn breezes caress her soul
Seeking to make her heart whole,
While tears gather upon her marrow,
She seeks out a new tomorrow.
That empty hole when one's alone
Is borne heavy as an anchor stone,
For youth has flown forever gone,
And eternity waits not far on.
In sleep beckons a faceless brow,
That eludes her,yet somehow,
She feels love's tender part
As romance whispers to her heart.
She wakes refreshed sure in mind
That someone awaits pure and kind
To share days and nights to short,
When bliss is freed in love's cavort
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Posted: Mar 2012
About this poem:
This poem was published in a book titled "Stars Of Our Hearts",by the World Poetry Movement,in January.I did not submit it but did grant permission.Gifts of the beloved...
Its hard to resist the ‘grass-is-greener-on-the-other-side-of-the-hill’ syndrome,
It kind of gnaws away at you, like a crazed rodent,
Or it fills you with romantic pictures of ‘realities’ that are more phantom than ‘Blackbeard’s’ ghost,
It taunts you like some demon bent on conquest at any cost,
Or, it sings to you like some sweet siren-melody, inviting you to forbidden pleasures,
‘I’m missing out...’, you find yourself muttering to yourself...
At such times, [...yes, of course I’m tempted by the syndrome...]I find that shifting my focus on the beloved and the gifts she/he offers, a worthy yet simple sword of defence against the syndrome,
And, yes, of course the beloved has gifts,
Innumerable, in fact,
Some of my beloved’s gifts are:-
Her authenticity,
Her conscious/aware mind,
The way she throws her tantalizingly naked leg over me, nights,
Her delicious smile,
Her educated gaze,
Her cultured demeanor,
Her youthful zest for life,
The way she clutches me at the climax of ‘things’, [whatever I may mean by that..., har, har...],
The way she playfully teases me regarding my insecurities, my inadequacies, my ineptitudes, my ‘feeling-blue’ times, yes, she even teases me regarding my ‘high’ times, when I feel like I’m sliding along an invisible roller-coaster at dizzying speeds, when honey is dripping from my mouth,
Also, she’s slowly becoming more of a friend to me as the weeks and months go by[intimacy is not enough for me, I need a deep, abiding friendship...]...
I find, as I navigate the oceans of romance,
I need to stay alert to the gifts of my beloved,
I find, that although its hard to suppress the ‘roaming-male-DNA’ molecule, its possible, and the rewards are endless...
And, just a final thought, the best and rarest gifts my beloved bestows on me are:-
Her beautiful and eternal soul,
Her fathomless Being,
Her distilled essence,
Dripping with the nectar of the gods,
Enveloping me in a cocoon of wonder...
It kind of gnaws away at you, like a crazed rodent,
Or it fills you with romantic pictures of ‘realities’ that are more phantom than ‘Blackbeard’s’ ghost,
It taunts you like some demon bent on conquest at any cost,
Or, it sings to you like some sweet siren-melody, inviting you to forbidden pleasures,
‘I’m missing out...’, you find yourself muttering to yourself...
At such times, [...yes, of course I’m tempted by the syndrome...]I find that shifting my focus on the beloved and the gifts she/he offers, a worthy yet simple sword of defence against the syndrome,
And, yes, of course the beloved has gifts,
Innumerable, in fact,
Some of my beloved’s gifts are:-
Her authenticity,
Her conscious/aware mind,
The way she throws her tantalizingly naked leg over me, nights,
Her delicious smile,
Her educated gaze,
Her cultured demeanor,
Her youthful zest for life,
The way she clutches me at the climax of ‘things’, [whatever I may mean by that..., har, har...],
The way she playfully teases me regarding my insecurities, my inadequacies, my ineptitudes, my ‘feeling-blue’ times, yes, she even teases me regarding my ‘high’ times, when I feel like I’m sliding along an invisible roller-coaster at dizzying speeds, when honey is dripping from my mouth,
Also, she’s slowly becoming more of a friend to me as the weeks and months go by[intimacy is not enough for me, I need a deep, abiding friendship...]...
I find, as I navigate the oceans of romance,
I need to stay alert to the gifts of my beloved,
I find, that although its hard to suppress the ‘roaming-male-DNA’ molecule, its possible, and the rewards are endless...
And, just a final thought, the best and rarest gifts my beloved bestows on me are:-
Her beautiful and eternal soul,
Her fathomless Being,
Her distilled essence,
Dripping with the nectar of the gods,
Enveloping me in a cocoon of wonder...
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Posted: Mar 2012
Post Comment
Release Me ...
Ah, the skin ...
Kiss my chin.
Fingers on my spine ...
Love, so divine.
See, my eyes ...
There will be no disguise.
Linger on my breast ...
Surely, you jest.
Ah, you know ...
Fire is below.
Yet you tempt, you tease ...
Release me, won't you please.
Kiss my chin.
Fingers on my spine ...
Love, so divine.
See, my eyes ...
There will be no disguise.
Linger on my breast ...
Surely, you jest.
Ah, you know ...
Fire is below.
Yet you tempt, you tease ...
Release me, won't you please.
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Posted: Jan 2011
Post CommentThe search goes on...
I'm not a big fan of the *Golddigger*-type...
They're snooty, conceited and such...
Cause if I had the *Bling* to go with the hype...
I wouldn't be Here, very much . . !!!
They're snooty, conceited and such...
Cause if I had the *Bling* to go with the hype...
I wouldn't be Here, very much . . !!!
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Posted: Jan 2012
About this poem:
Just something off the top of my head.....years ago...beautiful women are sexxy, attractive and all . . certainly worthy of
rating a *10*....BUT....im My book...most get a Minimum of a 2-point penalty for Conceit..!!
As I look out over my window seal
As I look out over
my window seal
I dont feel
love is ever
going to come my way
as I look in to
my bedroom mirror glass
Iam feeling
kinda sad
and even alittle mad
as I look through
my car window
I dont know
what life holds
for me
maybe somedays
you all feel just like me
as I look through
the window of this wedding store
I can see
the reflection of me
and Iam still hoping
to find a mate
for life
and maybe again
be someones wife
as I look through my
church window glass
I pray this
this mood iam in
will soon pass
and God will bring
a man into my life
one ,two, three
dont you see
your all hoping and praying just
like me
to find true love
as your looking over
your window seal
my window seal
I dont feel
love is ever
going to come my way
as I look in to
my bedroom mirror glass
Iam feeling
kinda sad
and even alittle mad
as I look through
my car window
I dont know
what life holds
for me
maybe somedays
you all feel just like me
as I look through
the window of this wedding store
I can see
the reflection of me
and Iam still hoping
to find a mate
for life
and maybe again
be someones wife
as I look through my
church window glass
I pray this
this mood iam in
will soon pass
and God will bring
a man into my life
one ,two, three
dont you see
your all hoping and praying just
like me
to find true love
as your looking over
your window seal
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Posted: Feb 2012
About this poem:
just day dreaming out my window
Now a whole year has gone
Now a whole year has gone
Our love still grows
The bonds are strong
Through these words I hope it shows.
Last night we stood and looked above
at fluffy clouds , when with push and shove
The full moon appeared as we gazed
and with this sight we were amazed
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To think a year had passed
Thirteen moons of time had flown
Where had all this time gone ?
We have found true love at last
Through our minds we re-ran
Where we had been at each full-moon rise
A tryst we keep when ere we can
Sealed with a kiss, does that surprise.
Sometimes at the seashore coast
Fish and chips and not a roast
Just simple food to have and share
Thankful that God has brought us there
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We live each life from day to day
That our love may stay this way
Until Our Father calls us home
and to our love I dedicate this poem
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Our love still grows
The bonds are strong
Through these words I hope it shows.
Last night we stood and looked above
at fluffy clouds , when with push and shove
The full moon appeared as we gazed
and with this sight we were amazed
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To think a year had passed
Thirteen moons of time had flown
Where had all this time gone ?
We have found true love at last
Through our minds we re-ran
Where we had been at each full-moon rise
A tryst we keep when ere we can
Sealed with a kiss, does that surprise.
Sometimes at the seashore coast
Fish and chips and not a roast
Just simple food to have and share
Thankful that God has brought us there
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We live each life from day to day
That our love may stay this way
Until Our Father calls us home
and to our love I dedicate this poem
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Posted: Feb 2012
About this poem:
To my darlingI know
Late at night when you are alone in bed,
And thoughts are racing through your head-
I can feel you reaching out
And I know what this is all about.
I reach to feel you next to me-
Right here is where you should be.
Rhythmic breathing and strength of heart-
The nights are long, we are apart.
The distance real, my bed is cold,
How I wish you were here to hold.
Longing, knowing deep inside-
You know my feelings, I never denied.
So close in spirit, in every way-
The way I feel is stronger each day.
I could never deny the way that I feel-
Holding you tightly makes all of it real.
The talks that we’ve had and the stories we’ve shared-
The nights when I’ve cried you showed me you cared.
My heart is longing and time is near-
When I reach out to you, it all becomes clear.
The feel of your touch is so soft on my skin-
I’d wait a lifetime to hold you again.
You come to my dreams and you hold me tight-
You take all the wrong in my world and make it right.
The feelings I hold for you are all too real,
I know there’s a reason for the way that I feel.
Meeting you, holding you, touching your face,
The dream becomes real as I feel your embrace.
Never doubt how much that I care-
Whenever you need me, I’ll always be there.
And thoughts are racing through your head-
I can feel you reaching out
And I know what this is all about.
I reach to feel you next to me-
Right here is where you should be.
Rhythmic breathing and strength of heart-
The nights are long, we are apart.
The distance real, my bed is cold,
How I wish you were here to hold.
Longing, knowing deep inside-
You know my feelings, I never denied.
So close in spirit, in every way-
The way I feel is stronger each day.
I could never deny the way that I feel-
Holding you tightly makes all of it real.
The talks that we’ve had and the stories we’ve shared-
The nights when I’ve cried you showed me you cared.
My heart is longing and time is near-
When I reach out to you, it all becomes clear.
The feel of your touch is so soft on my skin-
I’d wait a lifetime to hold you again.
You come to my dreams and you hold me tight-
You take all the wrong in my world and make it right.
The feelings I hold for you are all too real,
I know there’s a reason for the way that I feel.
Meeting you, holding you, touching your face,
The dream becomes real as I feel your embrace.
Never doubt how much that I care-
Whenever you need me, I’ll always be there.
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
I wrote this a long, long time ago and just wanted to share. One of many I've written,but usually don't share them very often. Hope you all enjoy it.
prays in the temple of love
Pleasant you as the childhood ,dreams , sweet melody and the new morning .
- Pleasant you as the smiling sky , moony night ,beauty flowers and the new born child smile .
-what a heartful and beauty heart u have which active as young youthfulness .
-what a pureness of you,, which make me holy you as my guardian angel .
- your softness with me can easily make the beauty flowers grow up inside the hardness of rocks .
-I ask my self what she are , maybe you are the new venus for this sad world which will reback for this sad world the honey happiness after the world lost the taste of happiness long time ago or you are an angel from paradise come to the earth to reback for it the lost sense of peace.
- you .. what you ? a beauty genius drawn from the art of our existence , u have all the mystery , deep and the adoration of holy beauty love .
- you .. what you ? you are the dawn of magic appear to my lost heart and show him the life in the dress of beauty and guide my heart to the secret hidden places of happiness >
- you are the spirit of the sweet spring which when you walk vainglory over our earth ,,all the beauty flowers bow front of you with respect and holy ,cause you are the crowned queen of beauty flowers from the start of this world .
- your kindness give the world the nectar of beauty perfumes which make the wolrd warble in lyrics sweet way .
- every time my eyes see you walk in soft kind way front of me , my heart beat fast with live happiness and the beauty flowers grow up at my dry empty garden again .
- every time I see your beauty smile , my depressed soul survive and walk up again with love and singing as nightingale .
with love
khaled
- Pleasant you as the smiling sky , moony night ,beauty flowers and the new born child smile .
-what a heartful and beauty heart u have which active as young youthfulness .
-what a pureness of you,, which make me holy you as my guardian angel .
- your softness with me can easily make the beauty flowers grow up inside the hardness of rocks .
-I ask my self what she are , maybe you are the new venus for this sad world which will reback for this sad world the honey happiness after the world lost the taste of happiness long time ago or you are an angel from paradise come to the earth to reback for it the lost sense of peace.
- you .. what you ? a beauty genius drawn from the art of our existence , u have all the mystery , deep and the adoration of holy beauty love .
- you .. what you ? you are the dawn of magic appear to my lost heart and show him the life in the dress of beauty and guide my heart to the secret hidden places of happiness >
- you are the spirit of the sweet spring which when you walk vainglory over our earth ,,all the beauty flowers bow front of you with respect and holy ,cause you are the crowned queen of beauty flowers from the start of this world .
- your kindness give the world the nectar of beauty perfumes which make the wolrd warble in lyrics sweet way .
- every time my eyes see you walk in soft kind way front of me , my heart beat fast with live happiness and the beauty flowers grow up at my dry empty garden again .
- every time I see your beauty smile , my depressed soul survive and walk up again with love and singing as nightingale .
with love
khaled
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Posted: Feb 2012
Post CommentMy Kinda Guy
Your sweet kiss
Your soft touch
The one thing
I want so much
Your deep voice
Your smooth chest
Its you i want
None of the rest
Your brown eyes
Your messy hair
You pull me in
So i have to stare
Your sexy sideburns
Your loud as boots
Youve got me goin
Down to my roots
Take me as i am
I want you too
You make me laugh
When im with you
Lets go for a drive
Turn the radio on
Turn it up high
Till the break of dawn
Lets sing out loud
As high as we can
I wouldnt mind
Callin you my man
All i can say now
Is lets give us a try
And hang out sometime
Your my kinda guy
Your soft touch
The one thing
I want so much
Your deep voice
Your smooth chest
Its you i want
None of the rest
Your brown eyes
Your messy hair
You pull me in
So i have to stare
Your sexy sideburns
Your loud as boots
Youve got me goin
Down to my roots
Take me as i am
I want you too
You make me laugh
When im with you
Lets go for a drive
Turn the radio on
Turn it up high
Till the break of dawn
Lets sing out loud
As high as we can
I wouldnt mind
Callin you my man
All i can say now
Is lets give us a try
And hang out sometime
Your my kinda guy
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Posted: Feb 2012
About this poem:
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