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Details | Prose Poetry |

     (And We’re Still Together, Babe)

Growing old together,
We’ve mellowed
Fine wine.
Much more
Our love
Is to refine
As we ride
The waves of passing time.

Neither sting-
Less death
Nor defeated graves
Can claim
The victory over
The sacred love that is
The essence of us:
Of our story.

The children
Came and left
And now we’re all alone:
You, me
And the dogs.

Praise God!
The children
Now in their own home!

Copyright © millard lowe | Year Posted 2015

Details | Prose Poetry |
What a beautiful, romantic day
Most wonderful day of my life
I soak up the sun, every ray
We're going to be husband and wife
The wedding cake's beautiful but where's the knife?
And where's my dad? He should be here
To give me away, oh my, oh dear!

Oh my God! What a Stag Night
I can't quite remember, what did we do?
Why's there a tattoo on my butt on the right?
And why is half my hair blue?
I'm panicking now about what will ensue
When in the shower blue dye starts to disappear
And the girl's name just dissolves from my rear.

I'm loving the stairs on the cake
A three layer
A triple dare
Of a husband number three
My beautiful day, I swirl for the show
Hubby number three won't be free for a while.

Still puzzling, how did I get here?
A triple trouble stands in front of me
The bachelor party a couple of nights ago
I wish I was free again
The knife in the cake crumbles as the sweet cake is savoured.

As the blushing bride I look all around
My brothers and sisters, eyes open wide
They look at the cake and at the groom frown
But they're smacking their lips but not at the bride
The church doors are locked, everyone is inside
When will the service be over, how long will it take?
Before they can get their hands on that cake.

As the blushing groom I nervously look at a sister
The brothers are scowling, her kids just grinning
Don't think you can back out now mister
My fate is sealed, my head is spinning
The priest calls to order, the service beginning
I glance across at the majestic cake
Like Kilimanjaro no knife could it break.

The wedding day rings dancing on the plate
Waiting to be worn on this forever date
The service ends, the wedding bells still ringing
The now wife and husband each having
A million thoughts running
The groom takes a quick glance at his years of single
The bride not holding back on this mingle.

She loving the stairs on the cake
A three layer, a triple dare
Of a husband number three
He is still puzzling, how he got here
The cake demolished to only one crumb
Just like his chances of being free

Copyright © njeri hunjeri | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
Marriage..... Marriage is a fulfillment of dreams It is an oath of life between two loving partners It is the most beautiful thing that can happen in your life It is a feeling to be cherished, nurtured and care for It is promise today for tomorrow together It is bond to hold each other when love bloom It is caring each other life time It is an understanding between two hearts It is willingness to step forward without being afraid It is sharing, forgiving and compassion It is mysterious but ask you to share the secrets Trust each other and the journey of marriage will lead in to a great love forever. Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka All rights are reserved @ 2016 Ravi Sathasivam

Copyright © Ravi Sathasivam | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |

You say it's not working again, dear
Curse that piece of metal junk,
it only works on Monday, Wednesday and Friday
Part-time dishwashing machine ...
and half of the time when it do work, it only get the dishes half-clean
It decided to go on labor strike,
two months after the warranty expired
Go figure ...
it need to be put on the back of a salvage truck,
with a sign saying: Lazy machine for hire
Don't know why the missus so loves you
If I had three wishes, here's what I'd do ---
number one: 
permanently pull your plug
number two:
cover you in the garage with a mechanic's rug
number three:
sell your parts without so much as a shrug
Then knowing that I put you down, I'd be satisfied
with having to wash and rinse my own drinking mug
I hate your nuts and bolts ...
if it was up to me, this would be murder she wrote
But luckily for you, my wife doesn't feel that way,
and you get to have an execution stay
You also get to rattle and shake for another day
Well, guess it's time to call a repairman,
then call the manufacturer and get an extended warranty plan

Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |
Cast me not away
Ye gentle soul, my love
Lead me to the beach
Where our love began and bloomed
Cradle my fragile wrists
In your strong and loving grip
Call me yours again
Bid me to you and I shall yield
Few hours to the vow
To be yours and only yours

I long to see you so
I long to hear you coo my name
Upon my pillows I lay
With tender thoughts of you and me
Uncountable wishes
My gentle heart
I melt into my satin sheets
A man for me
A bride to be
My wishes never end

Alas, I hear of your trip back to town
My finest dress of lace I wear
Fingers groomed
Hair tamed
A scent unforgettable shall steal your heart away
I lean against my window so
Knowing my gate shall be your path
I wave my hands
You smile so bright
And then the story continues to roll

By Sylvia Chika

Copyright © Sylvia Chika | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
Here he comes, bringing up the rear
So proud to be one of the guys
Blowing me kisses drenched in beer
As he wolfs down several pies

One tortured attempt at a promising leer
Whilst he fumbles with his flies
He’s no idea that I’m sat here
Planning my goodbyes!

Copyright © Susan Barnes | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |
Love ring

Copyright © LEON WILSON | Year Posted 2009

Details | Prose Poetry |
We have been together
treasured joy now for many years
we trust each other with our
emotions, with affection, tears,

Any day when you are sick or hurting
I feel your pain - significant other,
when eighter-one needs attention
we help one another...

These mutual friendly feelings
for assistance, approval, support
form our tight bonds,
usually never broken

Sharing visions, time together
we respect each other,
regardless of shortcomings
I know you, "I love you anyway"

Copyright © Perry Campanella | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
I want you..
And I was made just for you
I'll make love to you
All the night with you

Feel my heart that burns in fire
Look my eyes that full of desire
As our bodies ignite in passion
Our souls chain in a strong union

Carressing every part of you
Gives me satisfaction
Dancing in the hymn of love
That just the two of us can hear it loud

Nothing seperate me from you
No one could make me feel like the way you do
Our passion for each other binds us together
And our love for each other makes us FOREVER!

Copyright © Jerica Sanchez | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
His proposal

Darling will you marry me?  I’ll love you for eternity 
With honour and hope all of my life, I want to make you my wife
My worldly goods will be yours and I’ll cherish you forever
In sickness and in health, I will leave you never.

Darling this is the best honeymoon, I have ever been on. 
Do you know where my golf clubs are? They seem to have gone.
No you can’t go shopping we cannot afford 
I have payments to make on my holiday abroad

Darling I need a shirt for tonight’s dinner,
I’m going to the golf clubs for the awards for the winner
No, you don’t need a new outfit, that one you have on will do
Why do you want a new one, that apron really suits you.

Darling we need the money that’s why you do the dishes
If I could afford to have you with me, it would grant me all my wishes.
My shoes need cleaning, I need clean underwear too
I don’t know why you haven’t done them you seem to have nothing to do.

Darling the grass needs cutting why have you left it so long
I think you should do it now, while I just listen to this song
You always say you are tired but I really don’t know why,
You only work twelve hours a day and that’s no reason to cry.

Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2011

Details | Prose Poetry |

Today opening my door to descent the steps to visit my garden
makes my dreams come true, my green garden enlightens 
my heart most of the time i spend it there, whispering with 
my roses, watching the very old green trees, watering the 
green grass, i love it. 

Suddenly my heart starts beating just found an envelope with 
white roses sleeping at my doorsteps, anxious to discover the 
sender, with a huge smile my surprise, it was from my darling, 
he wrote:

You are the woman of my dreams, I am taking the liberty to 
announce, you are my reason to live, if you are not in my life 
I will not tolerate my existence one moment longer, I need to 
become stronger to carry you towards our love nest share our 
hot body, love the love that will slowly put off that burning fire 
between us under our green trees very soon.
Lay your roses down, free your hand to hold mine, together, 
we will walk towards our green garden and dream of that day 
when our eyes will meet to become bride and bridegroom 
surrounded by the green trees everywhere, friends clapping 
so hard for us to engage with that beautiful touch of our lips, 
a sign you belong to me forever. 

Will you marry me my woman with green eyes? Oh! yes yes 
I screamed not realizing he is not here but a letter in my 
hand, the invitation for my own wedding, how blessed we are.
The weather was happy the full moon lighted up the outside 
view to watch my roses blossom and maybe tomorrow we will 
walk together not only to get married we will upgrade our 
thoughts to the highest peak,we will reach our goals by living 
as one, we will enjoy whenever we can and endure when we must, 
we will not anticipate trouble or unhappiness about what may 
or may not happen, but we will walk towards our green garden, 
soon as husband and wife. 

We will not allow any obstacle stop us from becoming what 
needed to be successful, in love always, my heart was 
instantly beating towards positive thoughts a husband to love 
to sleep with, to cook, to wash, to wake up in the morning have 
our cup of coffee in the fresh air, i will stand by my man, 
no matter what.
A beautiful marriage in my green garden, all surrounded by huge 
green trees ancient as this house belonged to my grandfather
and I inherited it.
I felt like getting married with all those greeneries surrounding 
our guests i will place 100 white chairs on each side on the green
grass, and the aisle in the middle with green ribbons on the chairs,
at the end will be the priest standing behind a white table on it 
a beautiful green table cloth the chalice and cross next to the bible  
between white roses and greeneries. 

I need to sleep to wake up early run to my garden and prepare
the roses to share and whisper to me how beautiful they will 
become on that unforgettable day, the green grass will emerge 
to beautify their existence for our guests, the huge green trees 
will wave endlessly with the wind, a flow of some breeze.

We will be married as soon as he walks through my door,maybe today, tomorrow or after tomorrow.
Now we became a family with my green garden it will live to shine and
share the amazing wedding of two lovers married at last with the green 
beauty of our garden.

At that moment my thoughts tried to trick me in a discrete 
conversation saying, how do you know you will be happy? 
can you guarantee that happiness will exist? those were my 
repulsive thoughts, disregarding them, i shook my head
with sophistication a vigorous reply we will become
Thee couple in love forever. 

Our unique marriage in our Green Garden Of Eden was televised that day
a huge surprise to us and our guests by a close friend as a wedding gift. 

Therese Bacha                                                                 
              Contest for PD. Nature.. Win N0. 8

Copyright © Therese Bacha | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
Look at you, you have found my heart
With love I stare into your eyes
With passion I devise
I can not part with you or can not stop the things I have started

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I walk by your side and I found my self crying
With your hands so soft with gentleness
With your smile so beautiful with carefulness
I do notice life with you without sighing

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Without a fear of losing you, you are in my visions
With beautiful roses by your side 
I love you more than twelve times
Without doubt I do love you, I care for you and you alone

So do not walk away 
Please lets talk about things anyway
With feelings of letting you go is make me ache in the heart
Do not stop believing my passion has fallen apart

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

Look I want us to grow old with each other through years of journeys
With hope of sharing life of fulfillment that gives us memories
With this I hope to give all of my faith and I hope it is not to late
I Look into your eyes with such full life because you have been my life date

So I raise my hands to embrace you and you alone

And you alone

So I raise my hands to embrace you

you alone

Copyright © Reynaldo Mast | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
I never knew what amazing was
until I kissed my husband's lips
or felt him laugh when we danced

I had no idea he liked to play
isn't that very sad!
but he played games with me

It is wonderful that he now makes me laugh
but I am more excited I make him feel silly
until he bunny hops with me closely

As we fell we laughed and laughed
I had no idea he was that type of man
I can see he thought the same about me too

I love the way he flirts with his eyes
or that he loves my Fedora hat
and laughs when he sees me wearing it

Driving my convertible with our pit bull in the back
 but my favorite thing ever was how he loved me
I have never known anything as perfect as that

I guess you can say our love is best
when it's all in a laugh
together building new memories

Thank you Lord for him and that!

Copyright © Danielle Wise Baxter | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
In his eyes I see tomorrow
he is the holder of all my time
like beautiful stained glass 
holding rainbow colored sand

His touch is healing and divine
like the warmest sun 
in summer time
his words are like seashells

As they call out to lovers in the ocean
drifting along the tide to sandy beaches
he has found me anchored to him
holding me with his soft sensual kiss

I see the moon in mid-day now
shining right beside the sun
they over came the obstacles 
of all the storms on the run

We are in the eye of the hurricane
where the sky is beautiful all day
enjoying our mystery
to the rest of the worlds dismay

He is the ink that now flows from my quill
I am the tapestry the ancients could never fill
together we are a master piece designed with our love
we are the ones who are well endowed in love

Stained glass masterpieces.
 art inked with sand from above
two beautiful lives filled with God in trust

Copyright © Danielle Wise Baxter | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
I call it a blessing from above
And I know everyone wants this to have
Everyone is looking for it
But only few can found it

I'm lucky I'm one of that few
And I've been blessed to found true love in you
It's like a dream came true
To be loved by the guy I loved too

To you,I felt the undefined happiness
For me,for all the guys you are the best!
And I want you to stay for the rest of my life
Coz' I really need someone like you in my life

I consider you as a blessing sweetheart
So I give to you my sincere HEART
I love you forever
And I hope that God will guide us to be together..forever

Copyright © Jerica Sanchez | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |
Love the wife of Loyalty stands with her husband's arms wrapped
around her and her arms wrapped around him in a warming embrace.
Loyalty looked into the eyes of Love and said

"My beautiful, beautiful, wife you filled my heart with joy by becoming 
My wife.  My world revolves around you.  I will always be there for you.
I will stand by your side and help you chase after your dreams.  I will
protect you from all threats."

Love gave Loyalty a squeeze and said

"I too will stand by your side and help you chase after your dreams.
I will be there for you in your time of need or when ever you just want
me by your side."

Love and Loyalty looked into each other's eyes and began to kiss.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum

Copyright © Keith Baucum | Year Posted 2016

Details | Light Poetry |
The Journey Of Marriage

Grand party, grand clothes, grand decor and grand style!
Well-wishers and greetings cheering the dulled hearts 
Silver jubilee's are celebrated by partners with affected smiles
Wars behind doors and eyes literally gnawed out by painted talons
The tongue's wrath suffices enough to dig the other's deepest grave
Hugging and kissing, hot breaths murmuring love, 
Recanting nostalgic moments  of forgotten years
Questionably doubtful are their publicly remembered memories
Hypocritical man enjoys the pleasures of his self spun yarns

The journey of marriage is of the queerest sort
For the first 25 years the credit goes to the woman 
She is new in a family of cobwebbed informal strangers
With unexpected situations and strangeness all around 
Dowry and many more expectations with her innocent entry
Barbs suffocating her and barbed wires demarcating her existence
A new family is fenced around greatly testing her tolerance
The frail kneel down and the frailer are knocked out in a wolf pack
The strongest of them bitterly battle through their horrendous lifetime

In the next 25 years milestone the man is crushed by his woman's strength
No more cowing, she now woof's and purrs, her journey has just begun
The new look, the new woman, the new beginning,
A bold woman takes birth, her fur flies, no more messing with her 
New music they listen to while forced to to see their real satanic selves-
Tarnished images barren without their much wanted spoils
His wife now a stranger, the truth he faces as she demands justice
Balances are straight, her voice commands respect as her ship sails off
The sacrifices of an egalitarian woman demand numerous accolades

November 12, 2015
Contest: The Journey Begins
Sponsor:Matt Caliri

Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2015

Details | Imagism |
A thorough yield
On a farm field of far east
It took me time to realize
How far I am to my far east of coast

Call of my weather
Call of my winds
I sailed further and farther
To my naked coasts
Naive songs, Nimble rains
Nile of rivers, Nascent clouds

Reaching this far
I kissed my earth
Ground of my grief
Glory of my ghosts
Glad is those leaves
However scanty they are

Cast is my shadows
No longer they hide
My colors and my figures
They cast numbers on stars
Measure their light
Scope my winters
Scale my summers
Scanty my rains
Scuttle I wish my springs

Now let me see my greens
Their leveling heights
Their leafy gaze
Their spiderly gesture
Their primordial texture
Now let me be slow
In company of my greens

#Poem by +Gokul Alex

Copyright © Gokul Alex | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |
I always long to see your tender smile
At the beginning of each new day
Because when I see your lovely smile
A sweet happiness will always stay

You lift my heart up inside each day
Making my mind to ride a natural high
Causing me to often daydream of you
Knowing you will never say goodbye

And you have really made my life awesome
All the time spent alone each day with you
For the moments just seem to last forever
Because our hearts always want it to

You easily became the  best part of my life
A special gift which in my heart will  stay
So that I might embrace your precious smile
With my love at the beginning of each new day.

Copyright © Wendell Brown | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |
When I hear your name
My heart beats faster than usual
It's not that I am ashame
But It's just your name is too special..

Can't control the feelings
When I am with you
Can't stop smiling
When you hold me like you do

When you hug me then
I feel like I'm in heaven
You are a blessing from above
And you are the reason why I loved

I'll promise to love you FOREVERMORE..
And I will cherish you until the end of my borrowed life
And I will keep our precious memories as long as
we see each other in our next life..

Copyright © Jerica Sanchez | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |
Written September 8, 2013

Hey dear lover
Can you make me a believer in another
We both know that it's killing us this way
'Cause the ends of the earth still move
And the falling leaves dance in circles
All around you
Cutting holes in the paper
On which I write this letter
Saying, "I really hope that this gets better"
For the sake of involved
Before this binding resolution gets resolved

But I don't mind chasing thunder
Through the darkest nights
But if I never find the light
Then I just might lose my sight, over you
But what's the use
You've only caused me more and more abuse
That's why I write this letter
Saying, "why'd I ever think that it'd get better"

Copyright © Brandon Carter | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |

	Finishing Well
	By Curtis Johnson
	Some men's ships stall upon the sea for lack of sails
	For far too many times, I have seen great men derailed
	For far too long, I have heard the sound of David's lament
	O, how the mighty has fallen among the good and the decent
	It's such a loss of beauty and purity that you nor I could prevent
	At what point they saw it coming, only God can tell
	But surely at some point, could they the enemy smell?
	Had I known, as a loving friend, I surely would have yelled
	"A way of escape", the Bible tells, perhaps like a ringing bell;
	Or some other device  to help  us avoid where others have fell

	May God's grace for you and for me, much avail
	May we seek to be ever faithful and much compelled
	May we pray continually for our leaders, and others as well
	So much is at stake, and so much is gained, if we dare to finish well

Copyright © curtis johnson | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |
 I leave school when I was seven
 So I don’t have much education
 Always use my commonsense
 To help me in life’s situations
 But it never bothered me before
 My bad grammar and spelling
 Because even when I make mistakes
 You still understand my story telling

 But since I meet this girl
 Was Like a few days ago 
 I been trying to impress her
 With some big words I didn’t know

 She has a PhD, doctor of philosophy
 Studying psychology, biology, Biotechnology
 Also botanology, criminology, climatology
 And astrology, archeology .meteorology

 So when she asks what I do
 I was to embarrass to say
 That I write poems and stories
 And post on face book everyday

 So I ask her how the weather is
 And I try to change the subject
 But I know the next time I see her
 She won’t let me get out of it

 So I search on Google whole night
 Also Bing, yahoo. And Wikipedia
 I see lots of words I don’t under stand
 Like phagoctsis and mitochondria

 Well I wake all night researching
 To find out the meaning of it all
 I learn its some kind of DNA cell
 To function in plants and animal

 Man I really want to impress her
 Because I really like this girl a lot
 But Sunday when I her under a tree
 Every thing I memorize I forgot

 But she was reading a book
 A book of poems by kaz Ishmael
 But she didn’t t know it was me
 Because it had no picture in the profile

 She said “suicide letter “is sad but romantic
 She didn’t know that true love still exist
 And she’s not impressed with educations
 She just wants to be love like this

 So I lay on the grass beside her
 And tell her my complete life story
 And today we are getting marry
 In the presence of god and our family

 When you find love its really amazing
 And true love will never die
 We are off to our honey moon now
 Time to end this poem and say good bye

Copyright © kasim ishmael | Year Posted 2013

Details | Prose Poetry |
There is not enough time
In this day I fear to tell
Of my hearts most secret

Yet I shall try before the
Darkness arrives and the
Last moments of this day
It will be stealing

For as I look upwardly 
Upon the sea of stars
Floating above my head
I dream of how it might be 

If I was lost in the deep
Darkness of night alone
And the glow of your smile
I could no longer see

I think of the rain falling
Nourishing the deep parts of
My soul as I taste of its 
Refreshing kiss

And I wonder what it might
Be truly like in my life
If I could no longer feel
Your hearts embracing bliss

Realizing there will never be
Enough moments in my day to 
Let you know how much your 
Love means to me

For truly it would take a 
Lifetime and more to view
The genuine love many will
Never embrace and see.

Copyright © Wendell Brown | Year Posted 2014

Details | Light Poetry |
She was the only girl ever wanted
The only one that I ever needed 
And she was so hard to pursed
But I kept on trying and succeeded

And now I look at her sleeping
Stroked her hair and give her a kiss
I don’t blink my eyes for one second
For not a moment of her I want to miss

But now there is not enough time
I can’t get enough of her kiss
Forever is Just not enough time
To complete all on my list

now there is not enough time
One life time just won’t do
Even if we do live forever
It’s not enough time to love you

This abundance of love in my heart
Covers everything like the morning mist
Forever is just not enough time
To get all her kisses on my list

When she holds me in her arms
I don’t ever want to leave
For Just one second away from her
And my heart starts to grieve

And forever is to short
That time will never do
I need a million life times
Just to show how much I love you

i need More time to be with her
cooking In the kitchen with her
Going outside and walking with her
‘Stopping to pick flowers for her

laid next to her while she sleeps’
Touches her hair and her cheeks
She is the love of my life
the reason that my heart beats

not enough time to hold her close
not enough time to look in her eyes
there,s not enough time 
there,s not enough time oh yes i realize

And now I just want to cherish her
go shopping for jewelry and cloths
And hug her close when she is sick
Cook her chicken soup and wipe her nose

Have ice cream and Watch TV 
go to movies and buy her pop corn
To go for walks under the moonlight
before all the our time is gone

Copyright © kasim ishmael | Year Posted 2014

Details | Prose Poetry |
Enchanted House Contest Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron Up on a hill, she awaits her dear love. For a tiny thrill he lifts her above. A spellbound release towards the heavens on high, somewhere in town she hears his words free her inside. Believe it or not, he has hurt her before, but no other man has ever loved her more. He treats her like royalty and cares very deeply, and she meets him inside loyalty, as they gently get sleepy… A home for the two lovers, spellbound for each other. No longer alone but under the covers, hell bound, for there is no other. She sits and she kisses him sweetly on his lips, he trips and just misses her feet and kisses her hips. If not for the allure of their abode passed down from generations, they would not have for sure fallen in love and enjoyed their marriage celebration. A small place to live, four walls with a chimney, no other space to live with more enthrall inside their intimacy. They recall the moment they decided to move in, they stalled because of the atonement they hid within. All they needed was a kitchen table and a bed, somewhere for her to cook dinner and rest her weary head. The first time they walked through the door, their tunes rhymed in sync to love evermore. Entranced at night and captivated in the morn’, they found romance in their sight and love was activated and sworn. Beauty in the garden just outside the veranda, with his cutie so warmhearted, his precious Amanda. Up on a hill, is where their family expanded, love was granted and cherished in a house so enchanted. Date Written: May 22, 2016

Copyright © Laura Loo | Year Posted 2016

Details | Prose Poetry |
Your beauty touches of a stars heavenly radiance
For in your face is captured their celestial glow
In blissful pools of endless starlight splashing
And I alone my love will always deeply know 

The value of your beautifully enchanting eyes
Which hold securely in bond my heart each day
In a powerless confinement of cupids sweet adore
Where my love easily grows in an abounding way

For deep in my dreams I have always sought
Your heart's love which daily endears my mind 
For it has always been my heart's fervent desire 
To of your sweet love belong an infinite time

For to serve the daily needs of your lovely heart
Each day shall leave my face with an enthralling glow
Knowing I will never have a single desire to depart 
Those beautifully enchanting eyes who love me so.

Copyright © Wendell Brown | Year Posted 2015

Details | Prose Poetry |
I understand the importance
of remaining faithful to the one you love.
When two hearts become one, and the knot is tied,
no simple thing was done!

It really had no resemblance
to taking a stroll through the park. 
Though there was much to see
there was far too little time to sit.
It wasn't like watching a terrible film
and then badgering the employees -
no refund was available, this was it.

What I don't understand, however,
is how readily available women
are with their ammunition,
when you so much as look
in another lady's direction.
She becomes hard like a Catholic teacher,
sending me straight to detention.

The female form is a beautiful thing.
Would you not agree?
You don't have to be a guy
to notice how lovely.

I believe you should be incredibly worried
if I never looked at any other.
Even the best of us are quite stupid,
but don't call me disloyal

I believe you should have faith I won't slip up.
You didn't just pick me out of the gutter...
You planted a seed deep inside
and turned this dirt into promising soil.

That girl in the red bikini
who walked daintily on the beach
was simply that -
A girl in a red bikini
walking daintily on a beach!

The truth is I don't know a thing about her:
her favorite color or what she smells of when she wakes,
or whether she's into dogs or cats
(I know when you see a kitten with a ball of yarn, your heart just quakes).

I don't know her ticklish spots,
the perfume she wears, or what she likes to eat.
Can she down just about anything, like you,
And still remain light on her feet?

I haven't the slightest clue
for she is simply a girl passing through.
She has nothing I could ever want,
nothing that would ever hope to satisfy.
She is like a pretty picture
- a reminder of my humanity.
But with you, my dear,
you make me feel like I have wings,
that could so easily touch the sky!

Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
Don't cry my dad, for your single tear is as deep as ocean of love, Don't cry my mom, for your care is as pure as a dove. Don't cry my brothers, as your company is all I ever require, Don't cry my sisters, as your memories are all that I can aquire. Today I am not going to a new house, as it was destined to be my own home, I will also receive the same love, from his mom and dad under the soothing dome. I thank the heaven, its keeper and its lord, For giving me a family which is like god. Today i promise nothing will change at all As to love, care, accompany and cherrish everything, my soulmate will stand tall. My loved ones, you have not just given a daughter with charisma and corona, How can i explain you, you gifted shrek his fiona...
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Copyright © Hitesh Panchal | Year Posted 2014

Details | Prose Poetry |
I can never ever leave you
I would find it hard to do
For there would be no heaven
Without the sweet taste of you

I never would be able to face
The darkness of the night alone
For without the light of your love
My heart will never have a home

The beauty of the birds singing
Could not chase the pain away
Of one who will always be lonely 
If in my life you did not stay

For existing alone without you
I would find very hard to do
For happiness would never exist
Without the sweet taste of you.

Copyright © Wendell Brown | Year Posted 2015