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andrew149

LOVE IS

Love is....Insanity,
a mystery wrapped in enigma,
surrealism in entirety....
Though understandable.
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
lol...Andrew
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benidorm

.........Winds of change........

I look and see without a doubt.

Breaking the despair and our fears.

Is with a doubt only way through my storm within.

Fifth sense beckons to ones who don't take in answered questions.

Wisdom does not just come from ones who glitter.

But all the good the bad and the ugly.

So keep trying on smiling and been happy.

As winds will change, I hope not to continually change like the wind

if I can help it.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Happy easter holidays to everyone.

Cant leave here if I tried.
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Unknown

Is It True?

Is it true?
Will I know you when I see you?
Is it true?
Will you recognize my voice, my smile
When I speak your name?
Is it true? That the moment you hold my hand our hearts will beat as one on a journey of love that's just begun?
Tell me,
Is it true?
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
I wondered about meeting my soul mate for the first time... I thought about if we would connect on some deep and mysterious level. Like the missing rib....
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Unknown

~ There's Some Here For You ~

Mankind's first emotion,
Unwavering and bold.
No one's immune,
Not the young,not the old.

Where does it come from,,and where does it go?
Mankind has been searching,but no one does know.
Gone in an blink,and the memories unwind,
Powerful and humbling,soul,body and mind.

This is a feeling,or is this much more,
We all pose these questions when it walks out the door.
It cripples some deeply,even more I believe,
Brushing all of our senses,how it does deceive.

For centuries past and for centuries to come,
Guides over our path to our only true "one".
Many pit-stops await us on this bumpy old road,
It cannot be bought,not bartered,not sold.


Have you unraveled this riddle,about our lives as they are,
And do you now know how it reaches so far?
Twisting deep in your mind,,do you have but a clue,
Why it's Love my dear human,and There's Some Here For You!
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Posted: Feb 2012
About this poem:
A light-hearted look at Love,,I hope you enjoy it.
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Harmony4

Why

a lot of people on this dating site seems
seems to be seeking a fling that's
just not right
Are there any real men here?
seeking a real woman?
or are there just scammers
or liars
I've met quite a few
and i am quite tired; this is true
some men are emotionally unavailable
yet seeking a relationship
i don't know how they'll manage
if they cant give of themselves
then why join a site that joins people
that's just not right
if a man wants a good woman then i am here
but i can smell a scam just beware...
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Posted: Feb 2015
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whitemtnswriter

Daffodils

Daffodils


rain trodden daffodils
faces inelegantly
quashed to the wet earth

appear the picture of
abject defeat, but
appearance here belies

a purpose unseen
for they bow in praise
of the lifeblood rain, satiated

within their hollow stalks,
until the god of sun
radiates to bless them, then

lifting elegant faces,
they adorn the wonderous day
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Posted: Feb 2022
About this poem:
a poem for the coming spring
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cafetwo2010

A Persistant Whimsicality

To scream bloody murder..

To slam a fist in righteous
indignation..

To dance like fools in
the streets..

To believe..

To disbelieve..

To love all and hate all..

To moan and groan within
ones soul..

To dream of Heaven..to fear..Hell

To laugh..to cry..to beg to die..

To go to War
To Kill
To Smash
To Beat
To Hate
To.........look for Peace..

To wonder at the glories of
Nature..

To Behold the Beauty..

To Ponder..to..Reflect..

To know that you are the Knower..

To be World Famous!

To be an Unknown despicable nothing
piece of flesh living behind a rock..

To wish it all away..

To see Day and Night..again and again..

To take a stand..to fight for the Right..

To Do Nothing! To Play the Fool!

To seek God..To Love God..or.....
to Hate Him..

The Contest is upon us..

We are Here!
We are Alive!
To Live!
Or Die!

Pick up Your Spoon!
Sip the knowledge made for you..

Be filled with Conviction..
Or be Tossed about By Every Wind Of Doctrine!

Be Creative..
Step out!
Break the Chains..
Be Human..
Be Divine..
You are Free Will..
To Be it All..or nothing..
A Persistant Whimsicality~
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
A creative moment of self reflection....?
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Jaded_Ravenonline today!

Tears

the tears I've cried for you have welled up in me
from the bottom of my heart, and traveled upwards
on a journey to my eyes cascading like a waterfall
spilling down gentle slopes, resting in pools of azure
where love lives, sheltered from the worlds, alone
in mirrored reflections
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Posted: Sep 2023
About this poem:
Just part of life that I need to express.
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festusanderson

Waiting for the trumpet call

Sheltering from the sun in the shade of a long forgotten desert tree.
The tempestuous mirage before me, an angry ancient sea.

I watch as man and beast storm across its waters, leaving ripples in the sand.
A lion yawns and pants behind me, a new born lamb suckles at my hand.

The setting sun receding along with the phantom sea.
Its foaming turbulent waters replaced by buildings, as far as the eye can see

A toss of the lions head, his mane explodes with golden light.
For a fleeting moment i glimpse the truth before it fades from sight.

The lamb ambles toward the desert city and I hear a snap and a solitary word.
"Come" and for a split second I see a man as the lamb and lion blurred.

Then I saw approaching in the distance, a rider chased by a plume of billowing sand.
A king a top a pure white horse golden crowned and bow in hand.

Proclaiming his triumph over innocence and his mastery of sin.
The cities colonial masters cheer from their verandas while sipping ice tea and gin.

Another rider joins the first astride a blood red mount.
Quickly the cheers are silenced as the sounds of war surmount.

I witness brother fight with brother, then their own sons take one and another's life
The retreat of human madness from gun to sword then knife.

"A quart of wheat for a Denarius", a months wage for a loaf of bread
Like taking candy from a baby but the kid's already dead

Famine and starvation hold the city in its sway.
A horse as black as night arrives to meet the start of another hot desert day.

False prophets, plague and hunger roam each and every city street.
Trapped behind their own walls the citizens wilt in the oppressive heat.

Hades cold shadowy fingers are a relief to those to weak to care.
Death arrives a loft a pale mare to collect his quarter share.

I could still make out the cries of the martyrs as every fourth person died.
Then the world erupted leaving nowhere left to hide.

I can hear the angelic trumpets, announce the first of the seven plagues of wrath.
The global branding of the Antichrist and those that follow the devils path.

Red tide spreads through the oceans, seas as barren as the the desert sands.
Bloody water in the basin to wash a child's hands.

I hear the angels rejoicing as the sun sets the world alight.
Then I only see embers glowing in the night.

The climactic cacophony of Armageddon marks the beginning and end of world war three.
I watch it all, again and again from the shade of a long forgotten desert tree.
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Posted: May 2016
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cafetwo2010

Boredom..

The room..
the walls..
T.V..
the rain..
I sit..stare..wait..watch..look..numb..cough..stare..wait..

The window..............the rain.....................quiet..


........................I think.............................

........................nothing.............................

..........................ok................................

........................I got it!...........................

......................What does what mean?..................

......................that was brilliant!....................

a dog barks
a dog stratches on my door..
I let the dog in..
the dog chews my leg off..
So..I sit..stare..watch..wait..cough..the rain

.....................with the dog.............................

.....................and the T.V..............................

.....................and the chewed leg.......................

.....................and the boredom..........................
.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................the ..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................DOG!.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I think
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Posted: May 2011
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