Charmaine Chircop Poet I do not know?

Maybe..........

Maybe you'll never live  to read my thoughts
Maybe you'll  never live to see my dreams
Maybe you'll never know about the thorns
a yellow rose  carry in between,Maybe
i'll never live to be your daisy or your
white pure little dove,maybe all the maybes
never get to know there was a time
we were so much in love..................
but maybe in the inner of the inside of my heart
i know one day our souls met and they've never been apart,
Maybe these are  fool's verses twisted without rhyme,
 its early in the morning and  now i feel its time..
Maybe i'm not perfect,of that i am so sure..............
If i 'll ever leave you, If i go and lock my door,
its cos i cant stand another heartache,a spirit tear to sore..
Yet there's a  little window, a balcony i'll always see,
a scene of sweet remeberance when Us where YOU and ME....

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When a dove finds home and home finds land
When a dance be born again just to hold his hand
when fresh ink dries and verses find their end..
when hurt is  "Hurt too much "to stay and understand...
Maybe.....

Where there is here and here is there
Where pearl and shell will never tear.........
they tear..........

Maybe.............................................
 Just maybe as we turn to dust we born to find once more
Our Love and Lust..............

Maybe.....???
                                                                                                                     Charma

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John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo September 22, 2009 at 10:41 AM Carmanie this really is a great write great depth just really struck me. Theres so many maybe's in life and your write just effects me today great job ps Im always a fan of your work

Robert Ball September 18, 2009 at 8:57 PM I may be a pest but I forgot one thing, I write spiritual poetry, and I can be reached at [email protected] why I even am saying this I don't know but let's say your penning of poetry intrigues the likes of me, be assured it is not an intended pick-up but would like to know if you do this for a living or just for your heart? God bless Robert Ball, P/S. be assured that their is no underlying intention here as I am a Holy Spirit led Poet.

Robert Ball September 18, 2009 at 8:49 PM Don't know you but tis poem has captured my heart and my imagination, how interesting that the poetry expressed fits exactly the same things that I feel right now, you got me, you did your job, it fit for me, i lost my wife in 1998, and those words expressed in your poem hit me right in the heart it has to be a favorite of mine of course, thank you God Bless and may he bless you and your writings always, Good job. Love is all I can say, Robert A. Ball

Doris Culverhouse September 18, 2009 at 7:38 PM nicely penned, Maybe... we will find out what is what.

James Fraser September 18, 2009 at 3:33 PM Terrific write Charmaine, your writing just gets better and better all the time>>James

Yoni Dvorkis September 18, 2009 at 11:42 AM I don't think I did Charma, you can email me at [email protected] with the specifics. I may not get to it for a few days though, going to LI for the Jewish holidays.

Moonbee Canady September 17, 2009 at 4:23 PM I loved this one... very well thought out... I especially like the stanza beginning with the 'dove and land part... Great Write MoonBee

John Loving Iii September 17, 2009 at 1:41 PM this is one of your best. i love it. but it brings a sadness to my heart and i'm sure yours. i must write a piece to revive it. to make it happy, to be in love everyday, and never ever go away. John Henry Loving III

John Freeman September 17, 2009 at 11:14 AM You're pretty close, when your body turns to dust, you're sure to find your love or lust, which ever the case may be. I prefer to find while in the, here and now, the centermost perfection essence of myself, for I hate bitter reunions. God bless Sincerely, Moses Charmaine, all your comment are welcome and appreciated!

Yoni Dvorkis September 17, 2009 at 8:16 AM This has a very wonderful flow Charma. Surely one who understands the power of love can never be considered a fool.

Carrie Richards September 17, 2009 at 7:29 AM One of your loveliest poems, Charmaine!!! Enjoyed this!! ~ Carrie

Nadia Shahwan September 17, 2009 at 7:01 AM Interesting poetry. You let your thoughts flow freely. All the best. Would you pls comment my poem-Pied Piper...thankfully.

James Peranteau September 17, 2009 at 3:17 AM Well,..it seems here that my friend has a serious case of the I love you'ssss ! Very touching poetry here Charmaine,..I hope your days are filled with the possitive of love ! love begets love. Very nice reading you this morning Charmaine !!! james

Raul Moreno September 17, 2009 at 1:27 AM "Yet there's a little window, a balcony i'll always see, a scene of sweet remeberance when Us where YOU and ME...." nice lines, great work as always...Raul