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Love Poems...
A Feeling Within
Deep within my soul Beneath the layers of tissue and bone Lies the unquestionable feeling of love Be it lust, be it love Only time will smooth these paths. Midst of it all, a simple truth Be it love, not an illusion for lust And you will embrace, an eclectic sensation Your true love. - anonymous I thought this one was kinda neat. You kids know any good ones? Lets hear it! David. Bus still sucks. |
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NEVER HAVE I FALLEN
Your lips speak soft sweetness Your touch a cool caress I am lost in your magic My heart beats within your chest I think of you each morning And dream of you each night I think of your arms being around me And cannot express my delight Never have I fallen But I am quickly on my way You hold a heart in your hands That has never before been given away - Rex A. Williams - |
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I Don't Believe- stabbing westward.
I'm such an asshole I'm such a stain I just keep fucking up again and again You crawled inside my mind when you crawled into my bed Said everything I've ever longed to hear So perfect, so alive, once inside you sucked me dry Used me up and left me here for dead I crave it desperately, a cancer eating me An addiction too intense to be denied Worthless, I'm a whore, crawling back for more Pathetic how I feed off this abuse You told me that you loved me You swore that you loved me And I believed, now I know it was a lie (chorus) I don't believe I don't believe That I could be so stupid and so naive I don't believe I don't believe That there is nothing, nothing left for me |
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i really like american girls
they are so pretty sometimes if i'm nice to them, they take me to the big city. we can go visit a strip show, uh huh we can go visit a strip show, ooooh i really like american girls there are so many cuties sometimes if i'm nice to them, they take me to the movies so i can...play with their boobies play with their boobies so i can...play with their boobies play with their boobies |
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Teardrop - Massive Attack ft. Liz Fraser
Love, love is a verb Love is a doing word Fearless on my breath Gentle impulsion Shakes me makes me lighter Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Fearless on my breath Nine night of matter Black flowers blossom fearless on my breath Black flowers blossom Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Fearless on my... Water is my eye Most faithful mirror Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Of a confession Fearless on my breath Most faithful mirror Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Fearless on my breath You're stumbling a little You're stumbling a little *sigh* I *heart* this song! |
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The stars fall form the sky
As i look at you The moon looses its shine As your eyes light my mind The night diapears As were traped in a world of our own. thats for all you who feel you can go on wihout somone and that you two are the only souls out ther when your together |
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3 Doors Down
When I'm Gone There's another world inside of me that you may never see There's secrets in this life that I can't hide Well somewhere in this darkness there's a light that I can't find Well maybe it's too far away Or maybe I'm just blind Maybe I'm just blind So hold me when I'm here Right me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything in me Wants to be the one you wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Right me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Love me when I'm gone When your education x-ray cannot see under my skin I won't tell you a damn thing that I could not tell my friends Roaming through this darkness, I'm alive but I'm alone And part of me is fighting this But part of me is gone So hold me when I'm here Right me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything in me Wants to be the one you wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Right me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Love me when I'm gone Maybe I'm just blind |
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Getting lost in your eyes,
getting high on butterflies. You are the piece I was missing, the guy I am meant to be kissing. falling when you caught me, never thinking you'd want me. I flutter at your touch I need you so much. Getting lost in your eyes, getting high on butterflies. You are the piece I was missing, the guy I am meant to be kissing. haha i wrote that for some guy i went out with for 3 months.. it kind of sucks but whatever. its a few years old and makes me laugh remembering how gaga I was over that stupid fuck Powerless I told myself to be smart, and not to bother with you. Then you captured half my heart and it ripped in two. I know you liked me, I know you saw through. We're different you see, but I still liked you. What are you afraid of?? What your friends will think?? I know it wasn't love, but it could have been great. At the time it was wrong, but it totally felt right. I didn't know you long but we clicked the first night. Inside I know your just a guy, that I shouldn't worry at all. But I fell for your first lie when I believed that you'd call I think about you all day, all the sweet things you do. I know exactly what to say, but first I have to talk to you. I lie here at night, and I don't know what to do. I just hope you see whats right and realize how much I want you. one of my only rhyming poems.. again thats like 3 years old and makes me laugh hahaha. stupid boys wait.. stupid ME Last edited by MistressSpankME; Jan 11, 03 at 12:19 AM. |
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Valediction - Forbidding Mourning.
As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls, to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say, "The breath goes now," and some say, "No:" So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears; Men reckon what it did, and meant; But trepidation of the spheres, Though greater far, is innocent. Dull sublunary lovers' love (Whose soul is sense) cannot admit Absence, because it doth remove Those things which elemented it. But we by a love so much refin'd, That ourselves know not what it is, Inter-assured of the mind, Care less, eyes, lips, and hands to miss. Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat. If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two; Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show To move, but doth, if the' other do. And though it in the centre sit, Yet when the other far doth roam, It leans, and hearkens after it, And grows erect, as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who must Like th' other foot, obliquely run; Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end, where I begun. - John Donne. this is like the love poem of all love poems. John Donne is one of the father of love poetry. |
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.Lost in a World
In front of me lies an opportunity of greater than mass proportion, The wealth found in an eternity is the greatest of any fortune. A life long search draws to an end the moment that I stopped searching, What the future has proposed to me, surprises me with what it is offering. The two great oceans abroad, are deeper than the eye can see, I feel the world overwhelm my mind, as I stare ahead endlessly With only one gaze into the sea where purity and dreams lull and ebb, I will always remember the feeling I felt, even after I crawl into bed. I’ve never been so far from home even though I’m at my own front door The feeling I have is that I’m powerless, like that of the open floor. I must be careful for the things I say, for I may lose my thought, With a humorous phrase, I’ll be tossed in a daze and my sentence will forever be lost. The rays of the sun before it has set can often be harsh on the eyes, The trees of the earth can shrivel and crack by the heat set forth from the skies But when it embraces me, I’m set free, I’d run to the ends of the earth, To catch up to the sun and to plead for more, it’s then I truly feel my worth. But if my pride swells inside of me, and my anger gets the better, Than it is my fault for being a fool to tamper with the weather. The clouds will billow; the winds will blow, and open up in cracks, The rain will come forth, in great speeds of all sorts and it will try to drive me back. It is up to me to stand up to the rain if the chance will ever come about. I will reason with the wind, watching my tongue, to ensure that I would not shout. And if I can do my part for the world and stop the lightning from flashing, I’ll settle the wind, stand in the cold, and stop the waves from crashing. Like fresh vanilla from the bottle, or the aroma of burning incense. The smell of the land after the rain is truly an awesome experience, I would trade my sight and give up sound just to smell that smell, It’s unexplainable, the feeling that is instilled, and is almost impossible to tell. It floods through your veins like wind through a tree, as it tries to go deeper and deeper, And it clouds the mind with a sudden cool bliss, and it fills the chest with a fever. Time will stop for a second or two, and it will start again once more, Until you take another breath, and you’ve discovered eternity’s core. To be disarmed by God’s green earth, and God’s blue sky above, I’m reminded that life’s worth striving for, as long as you’ve found love. To make you my world and to cherish you, I’d never draw my sword, For your smile disarms, I offer my arms, and I’ll say nothing but loving words. You’d be my world, my ocean so deep; I’d lose myself in your eyes, Your smile is my horizon; I’d never have a reason to lie. And if you are to cry my love, for a reason or another, I’d stand up to the wind and rain, and be stronger than any other. Your laughter would be my sun, and you’d warm my very heart, I’d lose track of what I was saying, and I’d go back to the start. If your world isn’t big enough for this gift I offer you, I offer you my world, and together we’ll live in the two. We’d walk from my world, not following paths, until we got to yours, We’d wander distant coastlines, to unfamiliar shores. I may stumble along the way, we will not always agree, But I’m not asking that we do, I’m just asking, will you go out with me. If the answer is no, please do not go, and hide yourself away from me, For I would be lost, at such a large cost, that you would never see. Instead just tell me, what I have heard before, that I would be a better friend, I would rather that, than be without you and to live to a bitter end. I could not find the perfect words to tell you how I feel. I may not be perfect for you, but I will try, and here is where I kneel. Not a million songs or a million poems could accumulate what’s in my soul, But hopefully with time and patience, your knowledge of what I feel will grow. . Lawrence Kao |
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Secret Crushes
I know you, but you probably dont know me, I am a nobody to you; one you overlook. I have loved you for so long but yet you don't notice, why haven't you noticed, I have been there when you needed me, you; you have been there for me and now you act as If I am a nobody, why do you treat me the way you do, I have wanted to know you since forever has come but now forever, forever has gone and time passes us by, as we grow old, with lives to fulfill, I just wanted to let you know, throughout the years I have had a crush on you, and now it is too late and history can't be changed; I wish I had said something sooner and now; now it is too late and we have drifted apart, all I want to say before I leave is I love you and always will. |
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Happy Valentine's Day
(anonymous) Screw valentines day, Hearts and roses and kisses galore. What the hell is all that shit for? People get mushy and start acting queer. It it definitely the most annoying day of the year. This day needs to get the hell over with and pass, Before I shove a dozen roses up Cupid's ass! I'll spend the day so drunk I can't speak, And wear all black for the rest of the week. Girls act all sweet, but it will soon fade, For all they are doing is trying to get laid! The arrow Cupid shot at me must not have hit, Because I think love is a crock of shit. So here's my story. . . what else can I say? Love Bites my ass. . . Screw Valentine's Day! Just thought I'd add a shot of comedy in here...this poem may or may not reflect my feelings towards Valentines day. And John Donne IS the Father of all Love poems :027: |