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I wish I could turn back Time
Today I was thinking
I wish I could turn back time
I'd go back twenty years
In an attempt to make you mine
I could see the two of us
Enjoying life and having fun
Go anywhere we like
Two people, living life as one
Laughing, sharing and caring
Loving all the time
Just care free and happy
Life and love would be yours and mine
Sharing space and time
But yet, be alone when we needed to
You would your thing
I would do what I had to do
But in the end it would come back
To you and I together
Doing well apart
But together we do it better
Words of love
Would fill your ears
My arms wrapped around you
Would ease all your fears
Today I was thinking
About turning back time
But today I also realized
There's no guarantee you'd be mine
I wish I could turn back time
I'd go back twenty years
In an attempt to make you mine
I could see the two of us
Enjoying life and having fun
Go anywhere we like
Two people, living life as one
Laughing, sharing and caring
Loving all the time
Just care free and happy
Life and love would be yours and mine
Sharing space and time
But yet, be alone when we needed to
You would your thing
I would do what I had to do
But in the end it would come back
To you and I together
Doing well apart
But together we do it better
Words of love
Would fill your ears
My arms wrapped around you
Would ease all your fears
Today I was thinking
About turning back time
But today I also realized
There's no guarantee you'd be mine
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Posted: Aug 2009
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The Reasons You Are Beautiful
To the girl whose beauty is present in all seasons
I tell you why you are beautiful, here are the reasons:
Your beauty extends into the heavens,
it goes on forever and never lessens.
Even when the clouds heighten
you are here and the world brightens.
You are like a fruit that constantly ripens
your beauty continues to grow no mater what happens.
My fondness for you constantly deepens
because every time I see you my heart starts to weaken.
You make everything else appear hollow
where ever you are loveliness is sure to follow.
You shine so bright you cast your own shadow
a beauty that others would love to borrow.
But try as they might your beauty they will never catch
because something like you they could never match.
Your beauty seems to increase with every breathe
it tests the limits my imagination can stretch.
It makes me question if what I am seeing is real
I only know it is true by the way that I feel.
Your beauty is so vast it can't be concealed
there is no hiding it your beauty is always revealed.
The power of your beauty is the world's greatest gift
the heaviest boulder it could easily lift.
A girl this perfect I never knew
all that changed the moment I met you.
Heaven on Earth I was not aware
until I met a girl that was crafted with such care.
You would be the answer to a prayer
if someone asked for something rare with beauty to spare.
If I had a choice I would choose this girl over air
I tell you why you are beautiful, here are the reasons:
Your beauty extends into the heavens,
it goes on forever and never lessens.
Even when the clouds heighten
you are here and the world brightens.
You are like a fruit that constantly ripens
your beauty continues to grow no mater what happens.
My fondness for you constantly deepens
because every time I see you my heart starts to weaken.
You make everything else appear hollow
where ever you are loveliness is sure to follow.
You shine so bright you cast your own shadow
a beauty that others would love to borrow.
But try as they might your beauty they will never catch
because something like you they could never match.
Your beauty seems to increase with every breathe
it tests the limits my imagination can stretch.
It makes me question if what I am seeing is real
I only know it is true by the way that I feel.
Your beauty is so vast it can't be concealed
there is no hiding it your beauty is always revealed.
The power of your beauty is the world's greatest gift
the heaviest boulder it could easily lift.
A girl this perfect I never knew
all that changed the moment I met you.
Heaven on Earth I was not aware
until I met a girl that was crafted with such care.
You would be the answer to a prayer
if someone asked for something rare with beauty to spare.
If I had a choice I would choose this girl over air
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Posted: Mar 2012
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Kle76am a very special human
Is that a relationship gone sour ?
Just going thru the motion of a good wife,
A hard working woman and a loving mom,
This is who you are at the moment.
Many hidden talents ,
Pretty secrets buried ,
You are more than a woman ,
You are a Super human !
A mind to speak of substance ,
You can't take any nonsense,
Straight as an arrow and true,
You chase away all the blues .
Feisty and honest your motto,
Your mom brought you up right,
A lady, friend and comforter,
Thank you for being Special .
Just going thru the motion of a good wife,
A hard working woman and a loving mom,
This is who you are at the moment.
Many hidden talents ,
Pretty secrets buried ,
You are more than a woman ,
You are a Super human !
A mind to speak of substance ,
You can't take any nonsense,
Straight as an arrow and true,
You chase away all the blues .
Feisty and honest your motto,
Your mom brought you up right,
A lady, friend and comforter,
Thank you for being Special .
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Posted: Apr 2020
About this poem:
I was inspired to write thisAfter reading a poem she wrote.
Its been a long time for me
And I feel happy its about thee .
Stay strong and inspiring
Be a lighthouse in the storm
You are more than a poet
This poem dedicated for you
" Let us hurry"
This Poem is dedicated to my Norwegian female Best Friend Heidi Rones who died on 3/08/2015 evening, after being in coma since 11th of Jun 2015 due to heart attack and medical complications afterwards.
This Poem is written by Polish writer Jan Twardowski , and translated to English.
“Let us hurry to love people they depart so quickly”.
Let Us Hurry
Let us love people now they leave us so fast
The shoes remain empty and the phone rings on
What's unimportant drags on like a cow
The meaningful sudden takes us by surprise
The silence that follows so normal it's
Hideous like chastity born most simply from despair
When we think of someone who's been taken from us.
Don't be sure you have time for there's no assurance
As all good fortune security deadens the senses
It comes simultaneously like pathos and humour
Like two passions not as strong as one
They leave fast grow silent like a thrush in July
Like a sound somewhat clumsy or a polite bow
To truly see they close their eyes
Though to be born is more of risk than to die
We love still too little and always too late.
Don't write of it too often but write once and for all
And you'll become like dolphin both gentle and strong.
Let us love people now they leave us so fast
And the ones who don't leave won't always return
And you never know while speaking of love
If the first one is last or the last one first.
In memory of Heidi Rones (Narvik,Norway)
I love You for being yourself.
Thank You for everything.
You'll always remain in my heart, and I will never forget You.....
Sebastian Liwinski 04/08/2015
This Poem is written by Polish writer Jan Twardowski , and translated to English.
“Let us hurry to love people they depart so quickly”.
Let Us Hurry
Let us love people now they leave us so fast
The shoes remain empty and the phone rings on
What's unimportant drags on like a cow
The meaningful sudden takes us by surprise
The silence that follows so normal it's
Hideous like chastity born most simply from despair
When we think of someone who's been taken from us.
Don't be sure you have time for there's no assurance
As all good fortune security deadens the senses
It comes simultaneously like pathos and humour
Like two passions not as strong as one
They leave fast grow silent like a thrush in July
Like a sound somewhat clumsy or a polite bow
To truly see they close their eyes
Though to be born is more of risk than to die
We love still too little and always too late.
Don't write of it too often but write once and for all
And you'll become like dolphin both gentle and strong.
Let us love people now they leave us so fast
And the ones who don't leave won't always return
And you never know while speaking of love
If the first one is last or the last one first.
In memory of Heidi Rones (Narvik,Norway)
I love You for being yourself.
Thank You for everything.
You'll always remain in my heart, and I will never forget You.....
Sebastian Liwinski 04/08/2015
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Posted: Aug 2015
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Love is Like Oxygen
When We find Love
We Breathe Freely
when we loose it
we Breath Deeply
Strangled By Our Efforts
Surrounded by Ourselves
Made our Best Approach
Still Feeling we Failed
When Starlings Fill the Sky
The dark Cloud opens, to "Bright White"
A Rainbow Winks of Hope
And birds, Make a Heart in Flight
We see a sign of Hope
A Promise in the Sky
Tears of angels
of Love slipping Bye
Love is Like Oxygen
Without it we sigh
Keeping that Hope
Without some Oxygen, We Die Inside
We tend to Doubt
We wonder why
So Many times, the Answers
are in The Sky
We Breathe Freely
when we loose it
we Breath Deeply
Strangled By Our Efforts
Surrounded by Ourselves
Made our Best Approach
Still Feeling we Failed
When Starlings Fill the Sky
The dark Cloud opens, to "Bright White"
A Rainbow Winks of Hope
And birds, Make a Heart in Flight
We see a sign of Hope
A Promise in the Sky
Tears of angels
of Love slipping Bye
Love is Like Oxygen
Without it we sigh
Keeping that Hope
Without some Oxygen, We Die Inside
We tend to Doubt
We wonder why
So Many times, the Answers
are in The Sky
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Posted: Sep 2010
About this poem:
Never Loose Hope
The Birth of Our Savior
It's quite interesting how we mortals are limited by time...
Blind with false notions, blind in our minds...
I can clearly recall that day in the spirit world...
The kindness of Angels....the kind that shines fine...
Armies of Angels with soft-spoken words...
Flying with golden silk feathers like birds...
Ready to witness the most important event in all of eternity...
The birth of Our Savior, my eyes were then blurred...
I knelt before Angels....I listened and heard...
I felt I should speak, but there were no words...
It was in Your infinite wisdom to not let me see...
The birth of Our Savior....Ruler of worlds...
You did not withhold all from me however...
Through feathers of Angels, I probably never...
Have seen such cries from such heavenly skies...
As liquid stars dripped from Your heavenly eyes...
For You knew the importance of what had just taken place...
And had orchestrated this concert through time and through space...
It indeed was for me and all of the inhabitants of the earth...
The birth of Our Savior...Oh Sweet Child's Birth......
Blind with false notions, blind in our minds...
I can clearly recall that day in the spirit world...
The kindness of Angels....the kind that shines fine...
Armies of Angels with soft-spoken words...
Flying with golden silk feathers like birds...
Ready to witness the most important event in all of eternity...
The birth of Our Savior, my eyes were then blurred...
I knelt before Angels....I listened and heard...
I felt I should speak, but there were no words...
It was in Your infinite wisdom to not let me see...
The birth of Our Savior....Ruler of worlds...
You did not withhold all from me however...
Through feathers of Angels, I probably never...
Have seen such cries from such heavenly skies...
As liquid stars dripped from Your heavenly eyes...
For You knew the importance of what had just taken place...
And had orchestrated this concert through time and through space...
It indeed was for me and all of the inhabitants of the earth...
The birth of Our Savior...Oh Sweet Child's Birth......
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Posted: Dec 2014
About this poem:
I truly wish each and every one of you blessings this holiday season.Please forgive the modern spelling of 'Savior' over the probably much preferred traditional spelling 'Saviour'....
Ship in a Bottle, (request from John)
Small planks of wood, small squares of cloth, a few
paints and a glass bottle, all opened with excitement from the box taken down from the attic.
The young man had been cleaning his grandfathers house
for him and discovered the box, his grandfather has just smiled a strange smile when he asked to have it, the look in the older mans eyes worried the young man a bit but he decided it was nothing.
All placed on the table and waited for the morning to begin,
and as the young man switched off the light and headed for bed a strange light slowly glowed from the bottle, the strips of wood seemed to shiver in excitement.
As the morning sun came out from behind the sea the man walked into the room rubbing still sleepy eyes, a soft noise made him turn to the table in time to see the beautiful ship made up perfectly inside the bottle and as if by magic the sails lifted gently into place pulled by an invisible cord.
The man stood mouth open and wide eyes glued on the bottle that his grandfather knew from before held a magic that would take him to many places he was yet to discover.
paints and a glass bottle, all opened with excitement from the box taken down from the attic.
The young man had been cleaning his grandfathers house
for him and discovered the box, his grandfather has just smiled a strange smile when he asked to have it, the look in the older mans eyes worried the young man a bit but he decided it was nothing.
All placed on the table and waited for the morning to begin,
and as the young man switched off the light and headed for bed a strange light slowly glowed from the bottle, the strips of wood seemed to shiver in excitement.
As the morning sun came out from behind the sea the man walked into the room rubbing still sleepy eyes, a soft noise made him turn to the table in time to see the beautiful ship made up perfectly inside the bottle and as if by magic the sails lifted gently into place pulled by an invisible cord.
The man stood mouth open and wide eyes glued on the bottle that his grandfather knew from before held a magic that would take him to many places he was yet to discover.
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
A kind of challenge from sweet John, lol, hope I got it right, just my take on how it could take on a bit of magic:-)
Unspoken Love
When there is nothing we can talk
We leave all the words in the dark
When there is nothing we can share
We both seem not to care
The words we say everyday
The words to bright our day
Maybe morning dew eases our words
Maybe sunset also eases our words
There is only one sweetest word
In a silence speak there is a perfect word
It spreads into my heart, mind and soul
It is a simple word I always wait for
The unspoken word for a feeling word
We leave all the words in the dark
When there is nothing we can share
We both seem not to care
The words we say everyday
The words to bright our day
Maybe morning dew eases our words
Maybe sunset also eases our words
There is only one sweetest word
In a silence speak there is a perfect word
It spreads into my heart, mind and soul
It is a simple word I always wait for
The unspoken word for a feeling word
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Posted: Jul 2010
About this poem:
love is not about to say but to feel it
Aborted babies cry!
Innocent babes cut away; abortion the term used. Pro-life for me any day; those babies are abused. Sometimes you can't avoid; situations demands such action. But one gets annoyed, when it's "self" gratification. Yes, you want freedom; the freedom of choice. Well, babies need a medium; i am their voice. They want to live! Please, "feel" their pain. "Babies" had lots to give; those killed and maimed. We don't want to die; those souls say; "unanimously". such, a sad cry, compels you to agree. I am pro-life. You are pro-choice. Let's continue our strife, but hear the babies voice!
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Posted: Feb 2011
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Hear the babies Cries!If you don't
If you don’t have a dog
your neighbor will not poison it
and if you don’t have a home
you will not have to run from it
when your father’s anger shakes the walls
that don’t exist because you don’t have a home
to grow up in—nowhere to learn
that the husband you won’t have
will not leave you for another woman
will not walk out your door one morning—
because you won’t have a door
for anyone to leave or enter through
and you won’t have a window
for anyone to see you
and if you don’t make plans
they will not need to be changed
like the diapers you won’t change
since you won’t have a child
who will never change your life
whose tiny fingers you will never hold
because of how hard you never wished
and planned her away so many times
and she will not grow up to hate you
for everything you never did
as if you didn’t have a child—and she won’t learn
that if you don’t have a memory
the past will not devour you
when you stop moving for a brief
moment. Long enough to let the sorrow
catch the joy you never feel because you
don’t want to feel the sorrow
its companion. And if you don’t feel—
there will be nothing left to heal.
your neighbor will not poison it
and if you don’t have a home
you will not have to run from it
when your father’s anger shakes the walls
that don’t exist because you don’t have a home
to grow up in—nowhere to learn
that the husband you won’t have
will not leave you for another woman
will not walk out your door one morning—
because you won’t have a door
for anyone to leave or enter through
and you won’t have a window
for anyone to see you
and if you don’t make plans
they will not need to be changed
like the diapers you won’t change
since you won’t have a child
who will never change your life
whose tiny fingers you will never hold
because of how hard you never wished
and planned her away so many times
and she will not grow up to hate you
for everything you never did
as if you didn’t have a child—and she won’t learn
that if you don’t have a memory
the past will not devour you
when you stop moving for a brief
moment. Long enough to let the sorrow
catch the joy you never feel because you
don’t want to feel the sorrow
its companion. And if you don’t feel—
there will be nothing left to heal.
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Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
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