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Details | Limerick | |

The Broken Vase Of Love

Is never a crime so earn me awhole. 
For all whom thoughts were crack in noon,
And still do not think is right left being dumb.
Would in pre-nuptial undertaken sauntered, when lifted'd had  imagined what the world is of its own. If it's a wistful pan of several host or A spiteful mine of volcanic tusks?


Details | Haiku | |

Gone but

This day seems brighter
as if a smile lights the sky
ever her best boy 


Details | Ballad | |

Memories

Thinking back on you and I
It doesn’t seem that long
It’s hard for me believing how
The years have come and gone
Everything about you still
So fresh inside my mind
Precious memories locked away
But never left behind
I shared with you my daytimes
But my nights I spent alone
It tore my heart to know your nights
Were not spent on your own
I knew the risks involved
Because you wore a wedding ring
But I never knew the pain for me
That wedding band would bring
For years my heart was frozen
From a love that it once knew
But I knew my heart had melted
When I fell in love with you
With you and I together
So many things were shared
But most importantly
I never said how much I cared
I tried to hide this love from you
Afraid to let you see
Not knowing of the child we’d made
Growing inside of me
I knew I’d never be with you
I never could have stayed, because
We took away this tiny life
That you and I had made
There’s nothing else you could have done
On you I lay no blame
But now my life feels empty
Full of sadness, loss and shame
I would give my all to spend
Another night with you
For you to hold me in your arms
And say you love me too
But if this never happens
Then I want to tell you still
I loved you then, I love you now
I know I always will...


By Raina Hutchins


Details | Verse | |

Empty Church

The day the earth stood still, 
bells suspended in the tower, 
chimes froze in vacant space, 
nullified the hour. 
Her veil like spider web, 
stiff with Winter frost, 
hung upon the mannequin head, 
poignant and lost. 
His buttonhole carnation, 
a bullet wound lapel, 
blood red with cautious dying, 
in the dresser fell. 
And all the best laid plans 
unravel seam by seam, 
faint echoes in an empty church, 
never more to dream.


Details | Lyric | |

This Aint Real

Your face, 
Made a fake smile, (you said)
I love you,
I need you,
I want you just for a while,
You told me,
That I made you smile,
All the things you said to me,
Are just words now,
How can we love,
When you love me for yourself,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus: 2x
What are we doin,
If this love ain't real,
What is this feeling,
That I feel,

I'm broken in emotion,
I'm broken in love, (you said)
I need you,
I want you
You're the only one,
I'm thinkin of, (so tell me)
How can we love, 
When there's always someone else,
(This Aint Love)

Chorus 2x
Bridge:
How can we love,
When there's always someone else,
How can we make up,
When you only love me for yourself,

verse #3:
You got me imprisoned, 
Inside your heart,
When kissed
I felt, Like we,
Would never be apart,
chorus 2x

 


Details | Tanka | |

Reflecting

My white wedding dress
  Now on my eldest daughter
    Twirling in mirror
      I hope in twenty years she
        Won’t be invisible too


10/15/12
For the "Tanka- Love and Marriage"  and "Tanka - the pivot" contest


Details | Lyric | |

May I Sing

In fact I 'said' just to conclude, 
just for a moment to, 'deem the light switch, 
just as flunet as in to 'day and night.

(US)  Daring to take the passion, 
passive as in the night, to kiss on the hand of a palm, 
i played to the fool and rewind asking is that just the spot.

Forward to good sight, blink, 
and forwarding the night, 
and appealing to end it all, 
every gentle scent, 
of scent of good night, 
but wait there is more...

Fear so deep feeling that of distance,
I was in sin! ! ! 
Emotion bearing so close for a solution, 
But wait you are no were near just to say.....

ponding and left loose, 
of a king what should i do but look for clues....

(Her) manifesting tears up a mess up feeling of you, 
that twirl like that dear blue fist of fool of this dudy, 
and ask where was you, 
you of all people should of had knew, 
what was so close to of brand new, 
if you only knew! ! ! 

plaguement of spades emblament me like shades, 
but yet placing me a shame.
as a king the distances of a morning of a evening 
we share such a place.....

(Me)  Signs by paint curve into place, 
envy of a saint but that due tell my place,
of silent end note, pleasure of shoulder, 
wait put it is snowing and like a palm of sand i never put of footing, 
and i could say just "wait"....

Duration of mind mint filling of scented that never could "wait", 
but such blessing kisses is are to awake,
are out of reach.
but what could be more realler of a slow post rain dropp of you 
and sitting next, next of thinking of you! ! ! 

(US)  
Saying, Knowing, What should been of us. 
Thinking now I just want sing. just to sing! ! ! 
AND OF WHAT MEALODYS, 
ASKING MY Self,
MAY I SING! ! ! !


Details | Nonet | |

The Leaving Bride


I watched her as she walked down the isle
Divine in a dress purely white
To meet with the man she loved
And to pledge him her heart.
I will miss her smile
Her kindly ways
Forever
I am
Lost


Details | Rhyme | |

Paper Thin

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
For kicks is why I do it now.
You tell me to love but I never knew how.
Our feet hitting pavement,
We spent the day in sunny California with sun kissed skin.
I’m learning to forget and how to fade scars,
And you let me let myself down so hard.

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
And now I just do it for smiles,
We’ll never see flower girls stumbling down aisles.
I’d lose my head just before that chance,
But if you want we can still have a first dance.
Cause I think I say things that I don’t mean,
Once upon a time you meant the world to me.

Your paper-thin porcelain skin,
I know how to get right under it.
But I’m trying to refrain,
To make this not all end up in vain.
Maybe I can learn to love like some people do,
And you can learn to love yourself a little too.
Or it is in all fairness to let this go?
I guess we can try but then we’ll never know. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Does Family Really Matter Anymore


A family had a wedding...  The brother wasn’t invited.
The fact they didn’t want him,.. 
Was already decided!

When asked why his name had been “omitted.”
It was because of past wrongs he had committed.

The words spoken, one could hardly believe it!
Any kind of forgiveness? 
 They didn’t receive it!

How many times are loved ones not
 invited to “family occasions.”
Often times, families listen to “outside persuasions.”

Someone does something, 
that may not be liked.
Then they’re often told to “go take a hike!

No wonder why many families 
battle one another!
They have failed to truly love each other!

As we continue to see families drift apart.
This often leads to a wounded 
and broken heart!

Christ gave us his best!  
When we were at our lowest!
A life of mercy and forgiveness…  
He wants to show us!

If we can’t treat one another
 as Christ commands…
Then HIS way of family living….  
We’ll never understand!

By Jim Pemberton


Details | I do not know? | |

Crazy in love

Another day, another beginning,
I begin the morning chanting,
Hoping that repeating my wish,
It would come true.
 
I sit at the sun-bathed breakfast table,
Remembering the times you sat across with a grumble.
The other times when you would put yours arms around me,
As I set the morning spread.
 
I walk into our memories-filled bedroom,
I remember as I put on your favourite perfume,
The first time you carried me across the threshold,
We were so in love, the newly-wed couple.
 
But I also remember the shadowed memories,
When you would hit me disregarding my pleas.
The times you would turn away in bed,
Refusing to speak to me, pretending to be a statue.
 
I dress in your favourite colours,
And take in a bit of one of your liqueurs.
Hoping it will give me the strength I need,
To face you, my husband, my weakness, the love of my life.
 
I walk out, closing the door behind me,
Wondering in what mood will you be,
I think of the times you'd say you're sorry,
The times you'd say you love me.
 
Times when you'd reach out and touch my cheek,
You'd say you miss me, that you're growing weak.
You want to come back home,
You'd say you're ready that you're okay.
 
I feel my eyes tear up as I think of the worse,
Times when you'd scream yourself hoarse,
When you'd pull my hair and tell me to get out,
Ending up in me running out crying.
 
Yet I come back every day,
For the better days I pray.
Sometimes we would sit staring into each others eyes,
Other times you would act like you don't know me.
 
But I cant help coming back to you,
Returning to the pain no matter what you do.
Sometimes I'm sure this is true love,
Other times i hate you for what you've done to me.
 
On some bad days I swear I'm never coming back,
The days when you hit me blue and black.
On good days I swear I'll never leave you,
The days you whisper sweet things and hold me tight.
 
Nevertheless i come every day,
Hoping everything will soon be okay.
The nurses stare in wonder, they don't understand,
This mad love in the psychiatric ward.
 
- Miliya Parveen


Details | Rhyme | |

Marriage in a nut shell

I said I do, 
But believe me I don’t
What I meant is I do
But she says hell you won’t
When I said I do 
I didn’t know it meant her way
So I should have said I don’t 
On that so called special day
But if I said I don’t
She would have convinced me I do
I should have ran off that day 
But me legs won’t go my way
Me tongue betrayed me
When it said I do
Just to find out later 
That if I do or won’t or don’t 
"I’m dammed if I do" 
"And I’m dammed I don’t"  


Details | Narrative | |

Narrative Qualities

Chatter; chatter; nag; nag; shut up they cry; proclaim a truce; dug beneath the 
sandy cove. 

Dermatitis dramatics; ghouls forlorn; faces exuberant in detail; wistful; smiling; 
caving; longing; sunning; words without need; need without words; immaculate 
conception. She stood; Farrell watched; gracing the parapet with parenthesis 
and parochial intent; grin overlong; foreboding yet intuitively inviting. He stood; 
Ferrell watched; pour poor swine; marital bliss; marital kiss; marital law; sternly 
facing the couple; mouth aghast; shouting down the crowd. 

“Is there anyone here who finds fault with this union?”

Farrell held his own; run they say; heir to the throne; a testament of guilt; to be so 
overly apologetic regardless of circumstance is to be appalling; it’s unheard of; 
even throughout the salient circles of silent elect; neglect yourself. 

“Arthur your wife knew too well…”

Reminisce; reconvict the perennial cyst; they kissed; marital bliss; marital kiss; 
marital law. They stood; Ferrell watched; skulking the heads of unleaven bread; 
heathen and sheathing the sickles instead; Ferrell construed pastures anew; 
skipping the scene; sauntering down a back alley boardroom. 

Farce off the elbow. 


Details | Quatrain | |

So Long

We said goodbye two years ago today -
I'll never forget the way I felt that day.
I couldn't breathe when the door closed between us
And your taillights dimmed as you drove away.

I never thought i'd breathe the same again,
As pain took away all my wind -
And i stood there deflated and broken
Refusing to accept the bitter end.

It happened on my best friend's wedding day.
I'll never understand why you did it that way -
I had visions of our wedding as I was standing there
But you ruined that for me and left my heart betrayed.

I never thought i'd get over it, not in a million years.
I cried what seemed a river's worh of tears.
I mourned for you like someone mourns the dead -
It was the realization of all my fears.

But once the salt left my wounds, I realized I was free,
Free from all the emotional torture you gave me.
Free from wondering where you were -
Free from the fragile little girl you made me be.

And I never looked back once you were gone.
I learned how hurt can make you strong,
I learned what a real man should be.
And with that, my old dear lover, so long.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Darkness at Noon

Joy, gaiety and jubilation,
Party, merrymaking and celebration.
It was a remarkable day of Reena’s life;
Within hours she would be her lover’s wife.
Dressed in exquisite Indian wedding outfit,
With complimenting gold jewelry
An adjunct to her beauty.
She felt like royalty,
Adorned with lavish embroidery.
Preparing herself to embark on the start of a new life,
Just when she realized that life is a boon;
Hit by a catastrophic tragedy, 
Inundated darkness at noon.

The bright light and lark,
Turned into pitch dark.
Dismay and despair,
Her fiancé is no more.
Showers of tears,
Silence deafening to ears,
Over the years,
Only murkiness and gloom,
No flowers to bloom.
This is the truth of life,
It does shows its true color,
Once in a blue moon,
And brings darkness at noon.


Details | Lyric | |

tHE gRAVE yARD Of LoVe






                                



                                         Long love day's has past.
                                 My mind felt with howling storms,
                                 grasping to hold on to vanishing love.
                                 Rape and abandon my weary soul
                                 transpires, poring with instant fires.
                                 Oh this dark secret love does thy life
                                 destroy.
                                 Like amorous birds of pray,
                                 Once ways, and known devoured
                                 Your beauty no more to befound
                                 nor shall the sound of your voice.
                                 Love to dust, love to ashes.
                                 Our love has now gone to a private place.
                                        The grave yard of love.


Details | Free verse | |

Done For Good

Her look that day,
Should have told me everything she could not say.
Unprepared, I stared.
She walked away.
As she tossed our ring,
I felt the sting.

If I’d known then
How I feel today,
I'd heal the abscess and my heart’s decay,
Before her affection left me there that day.

JS Lambert


Details | Quatrain | |

I Do or Do I

We went to a Chinese restaurant, but couldn’t get a seat
The waiter found us a table, and said we were in for a treat.
A wedding party was booked, he said, we would join them
We decided to say  yes, sat down and waited and then…

The waiters rushed out, the bride arrived, resplendent in a gown of white
A creation that was gorgeous, her tattooed shoulders caught the light
No groom was there by her side, just a pageboy and three bridesmaids
The page a little boy of five suddenly on his way he got waylaid…

A tank of fish by the door, amused the bored little boy
Especially when he threw his car in, it was his ‘must behave toy.’
The best man arrived; he saw the bride, he whispered in her studded ear
She banged the table with her fist, there was no doubt we all could hear.,,

"The ‘bast*** I am sick of him, and you are the one to blame
You should have stopped him getting drunk, god why did I take his name?
Get the kids off the floor, get that car out of the tank of fish?
When their father gets here, get them to bring the Chop Suey wedding dish…"

The groom arrived looking abashed, his tie slung over his shoulder
“Get these bloody kids controlled or they’ll not get very much older.”
The bride jumped up and raised her dress, not only her garter did we see
She raised her dainty black jack boot, and kicked him in the knee…

"They are your bloody kids you know, and if you don’t control them soon 
I’m telling you right now- we are not going on our honeymoon."
By this time all of us began to thank, the waiters for finding us a seat
They had not been wrong when they told us, we were in for a wonderful treat...


A True Story 
© ~GG~ 20/11/2012


Details | Rhyme | |

My dream wedding day

Looking at the first blush of the morning,
I know its the perfect day for a wedding.
The big fat white wedding, the dream,
To which every little girl clings.
 
I tell myself as I watch the clouds turn white,
That this is the happiest day of a woman's life,
And that nothing should come in between,
The perfect bride and her groom.
 
I remember those young moments when I used to dream,
Of how our wedding would seem.
It was just like I had imagined,
A pretty day like today.
 
Slipping into my white dress and stilettos,
I think of the way you had proposed.
The way I had always wished for,
A dazzling ring in sparkling champagne.
 
I switch to happier thoughts from our past,
Holding hands, watching stars, laying on the grass.
We were high school sweethearts,
The perfect couple was what they called us.
 
We spent our days sneaking in a few kisses,
We used to pretend to be Mister and Mistress.
We were in love,
The crazy, eternal and rare kind.
 
Memories are shoved as mother comes into the room,
Holding a few red roses in full bloom.
Her eyes are teary and her voice is shaky,
As she whispers that she is proud of me.
 
Tears spill but I smile as I slide into the car,
Remembering the times you'd sing to me with your guitar.
The times you'd reach over and,
Tuck a stray lock of hair behind my ear.
 
I laugh silently as I remember on the way to the chapel,
You saying once you were the beast and I, the belle.
You  always bring little candles and gifts,
And laugh as I make my birthday wish.
 
I wonder if you'd be laughing today,
As you cut the wedding cake with the sugar bouquet.
If you'd remember our old ceremonies,
In the event of your new one.
 
I walk through the gates smiling at our old friends,
And take your brother's hand as his arm extends.
He takes me in but lets me go,
As we reach the door to the flowery hall.
 
I peek through the crack to see you there,
At the altar smiling, running a hand through your hair.
I slip in and move to the side,
As the wedding march starts to play.
 
In came the blushing bride, walking gracefully down the aisle,
At her friends and family, she nods and smiles.
As I hold my breath and wipe my eyes,
Our high school love story plays in my head. 
 
I remember the day we promised we'd never part,
Because I would always be the one in your heart.
But your bride and you exchange your vows,
And I find myself repeating them inside.
 
The priest asks you to kiss your bride,
And I quickly slip outside.
Because no matter how alright I say I am,
Letting you go was the hardest thing I had ever done.
 
 
- Miliya Parveen


Details | Rhyme | |

A Bride's Confession

Little did you know, I was falling for you.
Torn and confused, I don’t know what to do.
Given that I am about to be wed,
Sooner or later, this feeling should end.

This invisible love may not be known,
But I know through my deeds, t’was already shown.
Seeming to beat like it has its own mind,
My heart doesn’t want to leave you behind.

I would always cherish your smile and your face;
I would always long for your warm embrace.
Indeed by tomorrow, I will be his,
But you will remain to be my bliss.


Details | Free verse | |

Tell me

Are we meant to be?
Or is it just a dream?
You & I
Are we meant for love?
Are we ready to say I do?
You & I
I'm just not sure If I'm ready.
Are we ready to say I do?
Or say good-bye?
You & I
I'm just not sure whether to go back?
Or keep marching forward?
Without you
Don't know whether these are my directions.
Give me time to think.
If you can't wait, move on.
Just you.
Know I can't be without you.


Details | Lyric | |

As I Walk Down The Aisle

We were happy;
were we not?
We were lucky;
have everything we got.

It was us;
you and me.
We were nothing,
but meant to be.

All was perfect,
yet tell me why?
Why am I walking down the aisle,
and the one at the end isn`t you?

At the side you stood, 
smiling at me.
My tears were ruining the festive mood,
Is this how you ought to be?

Can`t you take me away?
Why,  for my happiness, you pray? 
When you know I will never be,
without you with me.

My heart is killing  me inside,
I walk to the end,
he takes my side
we take our vows.

And this is where it ends,
I`ll be apart from you
I can`t imagine life
without you

But what I hate the most
is not that I belong to someone else,
but your heart,
you will give to another lady.

I walk out with him 
faking a smile
thinking I`ll be alright
when I see you again

I rode the car
he clutched my hand
I see you through the mirror
with a girl by your side.

I felt I could die.


Details | Rhyme | |

Remember

“I can’t remember you, but you are pretty,” said the old man Tears formed in the eyes of the woman "Who are you?" His voice was the grayest of blues "Are you my new doctor? Or perhaps a nurse?" Silently, the woman took something out from her purse The photo was a wedding shot of a young pair His smile was dimpled and wide, and she had curly hair The woman handed the photo to the old man Setting it on his shaky hand He stared at it long and hard, trying to remember He looked at the date in the back—the 13th of December He looked at the woman in sudden surprise “Marianne!” He cried with joy. “Of course, my wife!” She left the room without another word That was the name of his first wife—and she was merely the third


Details | Imagism | |

A Circle of Promises

Resting upon my outstretched hand
lies what was once
a circle of promises never ending
given as a symbol of love
spoken and unspoken
now just a circle of heartache(s)
this too never ending...
or so it seems.
Two people,
once possessed of this band
vowed for eternity
to travel together as one
a promise soon broken
rendering forever
one again into two.
That which long ago radiated
a warmth felt only
by those it encircled
its luster now dulled by time
lies cold upon my hand
with only my memories 
to hold it there.
I wrap it once more 
within tissue yellowed by time
and return it to my box
of gone but not forgotten memories.


Details | I do not know? | |

You THINK?

You think you might be in love.

You think he/her might be in love with you.

You think about a lot of things. Do you really know those things?

You think a lot, you worry a lot. 

But do you really HAVE to think or worry about those things?
  Or do you WAN'T to think or worry about those things?

Now that there is something to think about.

 
   

              *please leave a comment if you like it or fav poem if you might*
                                           
                                         -Angel4eva23


Details | Rhyme | |

My sister has courted Death

Lush, green meadows beyond punctured skies,
Balloons of every shape and size,
Golden hues masked by glory,
Suppose the people have no worry.

Dashing across the wooden floorboards,
Children giggle and swing their swords,
Imaginations that drive them wild,
How I wish I were still a child.

An ease about my sister's face,
The maidens prepare to tie the lace,
I suck my breath; I hold it in,
My wedding dress makes me thin.

Buxom priestess with wary eyes,
She eyes Death and speaks true lies,
Death doesn't focus, for she is healthy,
Despite the fact she's born too wealthy. 

Oblivious cheers the crowd does act, 
When Death kisses me, my eyes go flat,
Soul born into the world and soul taken away,
I was a stranger since my first day.

My sister's eyes I catch with mine,
Wordless gaze, mute goodbye,
She speaks to me with a hushed breath,
'My sister has courted Death.'

And so I have. 


Details | Free verse | |

Forgive, please forget

I lie here looking at the ceiling,
Then I look to your word,
It didn't have much meaning, 
Trusting you is almost absurd
You left me broken promises
I know I'm better off
No more kisses
I need to write you off
I'm a creature of habit
I  know I'm not that tough
I have no heart to be compassionate
You stole it, left it in the rough
I'm Forgetting how your voice sounds
It truly makes me sad
yet still want you around
I still know what we had 
Why'd did you ever leave? 
Why couldn't we have been enough for you?
Now you wallow in sorrow and tell me how you grieve
love isn't for the weak I give the devil his due 
Now you suffer twisting, contorted pain
the worst mistake of your life
takes me back to lovers lane
You really messed up and I'm to alleviate you of your strife?
You think you deserve it?
….
…..
…...
…....
…..I do.


Details | Free verse | |

Unconventional Bride

From a distance, she sees
the groom in sweat;
moist with tears,
his lips tremble.
At the pace of voices,
she marches;
line of gazes: her path.

The contrast of white
against red;
petals are swept
by her trail.
Behind the lace
she gets a glimpse 
of tomorrow
and yesterday.

She kisses her mother, who smiles;
as well as her father, who cries.
Then she reaches the arms
of the man:
august in coat and tie.

Together, they walk the road
made of velvet and wilted rose:
This day, they may be them,
but later, they will be one.

This moment, though, 
makes her break;
and mourn like facing death,
for the image of bells and doves

is a mere illusion in her mind.

Today, the coil will be worn,
though not by the lady
in this poem.
For she is the one
in the weathered bench
sitting together
with the wedding guests.


Details | Light Poetry | |

ADDICTED TO YOU by Collice Rodrigues

I wish to breathe my last breath in your arms

You’re the one to kill me with your charms

Everybody coaxed me to avoid you but no

You’re that someone who I just can’t let go

 

This world is cruel it has always made me cry

You take me to heaven and teach me to fly

You taught me how to deal with my pain

Without you barren would my life remain

 

You take me to a different world as I hallucinate

And all the pleasures of life you begin to recreate

I’m losing my senses someone tell me who am I

I know I need you but I don’t know why

 

Your absence makes me restless it’s you I need

I am an addict and you are marijuana my weed

I got addicted to you that I intentionally chose

Now that I’m addicted I don’t mind an overdose

 

-Collice Rodrigues

11/11/2010


Details | I do not know? | |

LIFE SEEMS TOUGH

               My Life seems tough
               When it becomes a bluff,
               Who makes it, IS a point
               Where to shuffle & where a problem lies

 
               No one else can make it complex 
               When  me myself  is perplex
               I think, Is it less Money which is the 
               major Pest ?
                            Or
               My life is not coming to the best.

 
              Thought & thought , then got a result
              It's my loneliness which is causing a whole mess
              Aloof and sad, less money is also a fact,
              No money, No friends, no Support-is what I lack
 
              Money drags the crowd, 
              but friends are still not found,
              I fastened my belt,to fetch a new Pan,
              Where my life is no more lonely

              And I found a new ban
              What a sigh of relief--
              I got a friend who proposed me for a wedding ban

              Happy now I am with a partner in my van
              Life No more sucks and Life no more seems TOUGH!!!!!