Most Commented Lyric Poems (681)

How deep is your love,i will lead you through the beautiful paths of love
You will feel like a baby again,i will look into your eyes,
just like the way we look at a paradise in a big picture.
When i take you through my heart,you will see beautiful houses built in my
heart for you.
I will give you the comfort you have never seen before,you will rest on my chest
at night and hold my hands at fright.so much i wanna do for you,i wish i knew too
I will always blow your mind in different kind of ways,this is a special task for me
from our creator,my heart beat.

You can write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
trying to stamp me to the dirt
Still,
like fire,
I rise.

Just like moon and sun,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes high springing
I Still,
like fire,
Arise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders fall like tea-er-drops,
Always,
like fire,
I'll rise.

You can stab me with your words
cut me with your eyes,
Try kill me with your hatefulness,
I shall,
like fire,
Still rise.

Does my truthfulness upset you?
should I be despised?
I'll dance like i'm a diamond
Forever
like fire
I rise

It’s February 14th, again.
The day is filled with news of doom,
Of stormy shores, of wars, of pain,
Of many sorrows. So much gloom.

It’s Valentine’s day, again…
But where is the love?
What could roses and chocolates do
To end the river between us two?
To end the wars and mend the world?

And yet, each year it comes again.
Urging, reminding us, that we should show
Our cherished friends, family, lovers and such, that,
Though they aren’t perfect, we love them so much.
Regardless of the state of the world…and of us, for that matter.
Would you be my Valentine, though I’m not perfect either?

north of the border
south of the sun
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

skin to skin baby
with the dealing done
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

your lips are cold now
now the morning come
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

end of the highway
where your spirit sprung
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

When all that matters is no more
and emotions lay bare on the floor
when all that once was no longer is
then life has surely lost its fizz
but hope springs eternal, or so they say
and maybe I'll find love again some day
maybe not now, or even next week
but in time I might find the one whom I seek
She might not be perfect but then neither am I
she might not come to me in the blink of an eye
but as the saying goes, and we all know it well
'there's someone for everyone'.....
it's on these words I dwell
we've all been in love and lost someone dear
and after the pain then comes the fear
the fear of finding someone new
and of closing the book on the past that we knew
and the one that we loved and with whose love we grew
but books are written with a start and an end
and love is the same, no matter how we pretend
all we can do is enjoy each chapter
while cherishing the love of the new heart we capture.

I've received many Christmas gifts through the years
Stretch Armstrong, Evil Kenievel motorcyle are memories of happy tears
Toss Across, Light Bright, Lawn Darts, Battleship, and a tape recorder
A weight bench and a stereo with record player, 8-track, tape were in order
A majic set, metal ball space game, a dart gun
Having someone to play with all these things would have been more fun
If I had a wish now is the time with someone to play with all these things
Because the best Christmas gifts is a friend and the joy it brings

When the bad tidings they do knock on the door
Pain and heartbreak is all that abounds
When shattered heart screams and lamentingly roars
Harrowed bitter tears flow in those sounds

Such anguish, such loss, no one can explain
When cast adrift on the ocean of grief
Try as may want to deal with that pain
No way can be sought, not a sign of solace or relief

What comfort is there for to be found
When drowning in torrents of tears
Standing in a quake tearing apart ground
For now have gone, those once held so dear

And though doing fine, thoughts around do race
The soul still cries out it's call
Just for a moment to see hear and touch face
To say one last time,
I miss and still do love you all

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(*Allwyn moves to stand by the side of the open graves. His face, a mask of sorrow*)

(*He takes up his Mandolin And Begin's to play a haunting Lament*)

(*Allwyn takes up the tune and sings with a voice full of sadness pain and loss*)
When the bad tidings they do knock on the door/ Pain and heartbreak is all that abounds/ When shattered heart screams and lamentingly roars/ Harrowed bitter tears flow in those sounds

(*He sings and plays such a tearful lament, Conveying to all the anguish he feels*)
Such anguish, such loss, no one can explain/ When cast adrift on the ocean of grief/ Try as may want to deal with that pain/ No way can be sought not a sign of solace or relief

(* Allwyn sings with a clear voice but the pain of loss is clear to hear in it *)
What comfort is there for to be found/ When drowning in torrents of tears/ Standing in a quake tearing apart ground/ For now have gone, those once held so dear

(*As Allwyn sings both his voice and the tune he plays are full of loss and longing*)
And though doing fine, thoughts around do race/ The soul still cries out it's call/ Just for a moment to see hear and touch face/ To say one ,ore last time, I miss and still do love you all.
(* the tune goes on few a few bars more and he hums the sad melody to a fade tears freely rolling down his cheeks*)

To love is to share life together,
to build special plans just for two,
to work side by side,
and then smile with pride,
as one by one, dreams all come true.

To love is to help and encourage
with smiles and sincere words of praise,
to take time to share,
to listen and care
in tender, affectionate ways.

To love is to have someone special,
one on whom you can always depend
to be there through the years,
sharing laughter and tears,
as a partner, a lover, a friend.

To love is to make special memories
of moments you love to recall,
of all the good things
that sharing life brings.
Love is the greatest of all.

I've learned the full meaning
of sharing and caring
and having my dreams all come true;
I've learned the full meaning
of being in love
by being and loving with you.

The corn is growing around my suburb
giant green shoots have come up over 4 or 5 months
its miraculous how it does that
soon we will get to eat some, steamed with butter and pepper
oh that will be delicious

Ode to corn

It took a 100 days
for a field of maize
to prosper in the sun
I'll be there
with a glass of beer
when all is said and done
to eat the seed
a worthy feed
a treat no need to shun
forget the job
and grab a cob
the fun has just begun

Sharing an appetizer and a desert with a friend
Cheesy Mozzarella Twists and Cinnamon Sugar Doh Rings
And a wish the Packers would have a good end
Where is the sugar on the donuts, should have gotten Saucy Bone-In Wings
Playing trivia and pool on the electronic device on the table
Having a Coke because there was no Mello Yello
I would have gone to a movie instead if I was able
Stuffed in like sardines next to a lonely older fellow
Got a replacement for the sugarless donuts
No extra charge for the new ones from our waiter guy
They still had about half the sugar I wanted, which was nuts
Next time I'll order the Mountain High Mud Pie!