Best Love For Him Poems
He held me through the maelstrom of my heart
strong arms of comfort, chest of solid might
with soothing touch the healing he did start
he brought the rays of sun to warm my night
the whispers in my ear were tender, sweet
they breathed into my soul his courage fierce
he vanquished all the cold with flaming heat
and placed his balm on wounds that lies did pierce
my heart he touched and made to beat once more
my eyes he kissed with truth, and I could see
On lips his love with kisses he did pour
he arms a haven that was meant to be
To him who loves me with such constant care
my dreams, my soul and body I will bare
Eileen
What did you do to me?
I am not who I used to be.
I'm painting my nails, doing my hair,
In my walk there is a flair.
Is this fair or unfair?
What did you do to me?
Your one gaze is glory.
My heart wants freedom, it's jumping from the cage,
It's maroon now, before it was just a boring beige,
Oh, what did you do to me?
I am not who I used to be.
I am happy and I am crying,
Sometimes, I'm flying and dying,
Mostly crying myself I found
When you're not around.
Am I in love?
Is love something you wove?
O sweetness, what did you do to me?
O goodness, set me free!
The day that you saw me for the first time,
Your face sparked up, only you heard a chime.
I'll never forget your mouth agape,
Your eyes wrapped around me like a drape.
I wanted to see myself through your eyes
And see what secrets your eyes disguised.
I have been thinking and thinking and thinking again
About the soothing pain, then I realised it wasn't the rain
As the tears I felt on my fingertips when I touched my face,
Maybe because I wanted you to embrace.
The night is petrifying and daylight exposes me,
Coffee won't wake me up let alone the tea,
I'm too deep thinking about you,
Devotion, my lungs feel blue.
I haven't tasted a word since
I caught your glimpse,
I haven't even touched a pen, let alone a notebook,
Love is heavy, I'll turn into Ophelia dying in a brook.
Now I want to taste the nectar of your lips,
God knows how many beats my heart skips,
I want to hold your hand and never let go,
Your arms around me, a heaven, please know.
O sweetness, O sweetness,
What did you do to me!
Words can not express the joy I get when I see your face
It encourages me to know I can make it from day to day
Words can not express the way I enjoy your touch
When we are together it's never to much
Words can not express warmth of your lips , when we kiss
It gives me a sense of Heavenly bliss
Words can not express when your body meets with mine
Sending a exotic chill up my spine
Words can not express the way I appreciate everything you do
All I can say is "I truly love you"!!
I love Langston Hughes. I've written about him before. I've written about the Dream Keeper. I love the theme of dreams. You should read his poem, Dreams. However, today, this poem is speaking to my heart. Life is fine...Sometimes we are beset by problems that seem to do us in. Broken hearts...unfulfilled dreams...deceptive people...It's hard. I've lately become very disillusioned with certain people. Saying one thing....and meaning another. Twisting truths. Sometimes I want to give up...BUT LIFE IS FINE!!! ;)
Enjoy this!! You'll thank me later!
Hugs
Langston Hughes, 1902 - 1967
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I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn’t,
So I jumped in and sank.
I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn’t a-been so cold
I might’ve sunk and died.
But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!
I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.
I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn’t a-been so high
I might’ve jumped and died.
But it was High up there! It was high!
So since I’m still here livin’,
I guess I will live on.
I could’ve died for love—
But for livin’ I was born
Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry—
I’ll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.
Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!
It was a hot summers day,
an Indian late September.
At first he did not catch my eye,
nor did I notice his eyes.
It was not till I had fallen,
I saw his halo shine.
He wrapped me with his wings,
lifted my dead less body from the ground.
His 'kiss of life', kissed me alive,
that was the first time,
I felt the magic in his eyes.
His smile enlightened a buzz
withing my heart, which still
vibrates to his voice.
His love is like the wind,
it cannot be seen, but it can be felt.
All those who came before me,
and those who may come in the future,
will never see him like I do,
nor understand his ways.
Yet I know:
he will never be my Jannu,
I know his heart has another,
but I saw him first,
I felt him first,
I loved him first.
Thoughts of you brings me such pleasure
Your masculine voice dwells in my mind
The feelings that I have for you is a treasure
You are a rare creature, you're one of a kind
At night when I dream, you're the star
I long to be secure in your warm embrace
I feel your touch, when you're near or far
My love for you transcends time and space
You caused love to bloom in my heart
Before I met you, I had given up on love
Who knew that we would have to part
Your affections were gentle as a dove
It's mind boggling how you got my lame jokes
I can honestly say you are my best friend
Every time I'm near you, my heart spoke
My love for you will always be, it will never end
Today as I sit and I'm filled with desire and hope
That you'll say bye to your obligations to the war
If for some reason you don't return, I couldn't cope
I have to believe that you'll walk through the door
You made me smile.
Our love was on fire.
I could hardly breathe,
with you staring at me.
And when I stared into your eyes,
I instantly knew you were mine,
because you can’t fake a love,
with the way your soft blue eyes looked back into mine.
My heart is content with just you in the center.
It makes me so glad that it’s December.
If only I could fall asleep to the beat of your heart,
I swear on my soul,
That I’d never fall apart.
For you were the one,
That started my heart.
If I sing a song for everyday that I love you
This everlasting melody would cry the virtues when I’m feeling blue
I’ll paint a picture, capturing the image of your soul
I’d use every colour on this earth, love would be as black as coal.
Will I walk until I meet the edges of the crashing sea?
Touch the mermaids land, watch them sleep so peacefully
I would float forever, but the anchor of my soul would pull me to the floor
Did I fall in your trap? Or did I pick a heart that has no door?
Id cry until there were no tear left inside of me
Would you shed one or two? Allowing your emotions to run free
I could listen to your whispers, high above the snow-capped mountain
Or would you hear my thoughts? As I watch my penny sink into the fountain
I know my sight could follow your gaze all through the day
You can easily see what my eyes are too frightened to say
My lips will part whilst receiving what they have so longed after
Your kiss would show what I have missed, the tongue of love and laughter
My hands will hold our love, with the help of your grace
Your grasp never falters, I’m not found, I’m lost in your space
I’d find your heart, looking no further than my own reflection
The promises I stand are strong and true, or could this be my own spinning inception?
I always knew that my father loved me
Though he never said those words
And hugs were not shared between two men
I know, today that sounds absurd
I remember that day I had to wear a tie
But couldn’t create the perfect knot
Though my father tried to show me how
Follow his instructions, I could not
He tried to tie it for me facing me
But had trouble himself that way
So he stood behind reaching around in front
And I felt his hug the first time that day
We both looked into the mirror
As his hands crisscrossed the tie
The image could not be clearer
As I stared into my father’s eyes
He may have been uncomfortable being this close to me
As I stood so perfectly still
I felt secure wrapped tightly in his arms
Forget that feeling - I never will
No words were exchanged between us two
As the Windsor was pulled up tight
He smiled, then messed up my just combed hair
And at that moment the world was right
I still wear the cologne he wore that day
The smell of it brings back memories of my Dad
And puts a smile back on my face
Thinking about the good times that we had
She wanted to love
One hundred percent all in
She found his goodness
She explained him to others
Many tried to love him too
Good Morning, love
I miss you. How are you feeling?
Does your world look bright?
I caught myself thinking about you,
and I can’t wait to hold you tight.
Good Morning, love
Can I get you some tea?
It will ease the anxiety rushing through your veins,
slow the screams of sirens,
and calm the reckless train.
Good Morning, love
Can I hold you for a minute?
Wrap you in love where time stands still,
while the world keeps spinning
and people keep dreaming.
Good Morning, love
I am here to listen, I’m here to serve.
Your beating heart, your existence,
is my air, my need to breathe.
Without your joy, my world feels incomplete.
Good Morning, love
[[I wrote this as a love letter. It was one sitting, one draft]]
He beats her body and bruises her face
She still loves him
He controls her mind and shatters her dreams
She still loves him
He starves her for days and locks her away
She still loves him
He lies to her and steals from her
She still loves him
No longer afraid
No longer controlled
He feels her slipping away
The bruises are fading
The pain is gone
He feels her slipping away
With all her strength
With all her courage
She boldly says
“I don’t love you anymore”
I hear your screaming,
So I begin to shake
And hyperventilate.
I ask myself why I made such a mistake.
You get closer and closer,
With a baseball bat at hand.
‘Baby, I’m sorry for what I did,
But why you hurt me like this, I don’t understand.’
No sincerity did I get from my plea,
Instead you physically,
And verbally,
Abused me.
A smack in the face begins the ceremony
It hurt, I couldn’t help groaning.
Because sound escaped my lips,
Another encounter with the bat, on my hips.
The monster flees, leaving this poor girl in pain
Not realizing that there’s something wrong in what he did,
And that he’s mentally insane.
I lie on the ground
With broken bones,
And bruises covering every inch of my skin
And yet I don’t know why,
But I still love him.
In the night full of stars
Darkness around, forgetting all the scars;
I can feel the way you look at me!
All down my heart melts
I can feel the love of smell.
Tears all down my cheeks,
Making the loudest shriek;
Craving to feel again
The way you look at me!
It's hard to say,
Remembering your touch quotidian;
Melts my heart by-
The way you look at me!
Yes it hurts,
Remembering the glee
Remembering those words three
I am all guilty
Admiring the beauty
My heart is all heavy
I feel so free;
Just by remembering
The way you look at me!
We don't speak the same tongue,
but the air between us hums
with understanding.
It's in the way our eyes meet,
the way silence bends
to the shape of each other's heartbeats.
The words we don't say
fill the space between us,
more certain than any language.
More lasting than syllables
that can be misheard or forgotten.
We understand each other,
not in the way the world teaches us
but in the quiet truth of touch.
The unspoken rhythm
that flows between souls
without need for translation.
You don't need to say it for me to feel it -
your hand on mine
is a sentence that needs no punctuation.
The tilt of your head,
the slight shift of your breath
speaks in a way no words ever could.
A language older than any we've learned.
And maybe that's all that matters,
the knowing without speaking.
The way our hearts meet
in a place deeper than language
where every unspoken word
is already understood.