alfred_tennysonalfred_tennyson Poetry (7)

my love

my love
i am here my love
i have two giant arms to hold you with , my love
when two hearts meet and our two hearts greet
with a love so divine ,that will burn throughout time

my love can make you hotter than the sun
my love will make you wetter than the nile
and with a passion like a million stars burning for a thousand years.
all for you , my love

i am here my love
alone my love
waiting for you my love.

come find me my love
make me thine my love
and we will be together for all time my love
until we draw our last breathe together my love

are you my love?
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
my question is are you my love
after reading this come find me
and see
and find a passion that can split the heavens
and a fire that burns brighter than the sun.
and a love deeper than the ocean.
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growing old

we lived our life and grown old
some would say where grew to bold
age and time attach like mold
now you gone there no one to hold
is it why my hearts gone cold
memory's haunting of of all untold

for growing old we will turn to dust
all our bones start to feel like rust
all our love was so robust
but in the end your heart will combust
to lose someone is so unjust

i write this for all of you
but my words are far to few
i hope you all will view
what i have said and love you all should pursue
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
am sad guys cant help it
writing crap all the time.
wish i was better at it
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the river

i sit and i watch the river flow
and wonder where it will go
in the hope someone might know
then i ponder what to do
now i am without you
knowing that the years we had where to few
i watch it roll on by i dream
of where this river will empty , this mighty little stream.
like this river our lives slowly disappear,
as we continue to grow old year by year by year.
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
for amanda my wife of 40 years who died on 30/4
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my monster

my monster doesn't lurk or hide to spring out to attack you.
no he sneaks up on you he doe's.
he is very cunning is my monster.
he arrives by capsule or pram.
and i pick him up or he gets handed to me , doe's my monster.
and when i have him, he lays in my giant old arms.
he looks up and he see's me , his eyes go big and huge and then my monster grins.
a huge big grin , yes he doe's.
he is in his granddad's arms looking up,he smiles , with big eyes open.
then my monster blows bubbles.
he knows he is safe in these old arms and protected and loved.
watched over by his grand mum and his nog who have both pass on now.
as he falls sleep cuddled into my old hard arms.
he smiles and he blows bubbles.
he is my monster, my grandson.
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
alex my grad son is 4 months old
he misses his grand mother who died on 30/4 too
she loved him so much
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time

time slows down and we see it stop , when we lose someone.
your heart breaks beyond repair.
you feel like your chest will implode , sucking you into yourself.
time seems never to restart were you left it.
and never will again.
you find yourself wishing to turn time back itself.
in the hope it can be.
or freeze a moment in time forever.
but once gone can never be repeated.
time wasted is time lost forever.
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
for my wife of 40 years who died on the 30/4
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early light

as the light breaks through the window , i see it.
but i was already awake.
it lights the room , but no one is there.
i can no longer hear you breathe next to me , or see you in the dark.
because you are now gone.
i used to wake to hear you breathe , see you next to me .
i have done that for 40 years , now is no more.
in the light the room is still , silent, lonely.
no sounds , no more that one echoed around the room.
only the early light dances across from side to side now.
with eerie silence i rise and i sit on the bed , where once you where beside me.
only memory's now to hold and exist.
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
for my wife of 40 years that died on 30/4
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hope

hope rains and springs eternal
hope is all we have, hope is our dreams, our life will return again.
hope drives our thoughts, our hearts, our emotions.
and our destiny through our lives.
hope is all we have when times get tough.
on the darkest night, in the coldest winters ,or the hottest summers.
hope for love , hope for luck and hope for a future.
hope rains supreme through time and ages.
hope never ends.
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
is what i write now i cant sleep since my wife of 40 years has died.
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