Best My Man Poems
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"!!
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"Am I a man
Pops"
"You are
son
My
Spider man
My
Iron man
And when
I am old and frail son
I pray
My
Superman"
There was a time I had
Give up on men,
I prayed oh lord I’ll
Wait on the man you send
In ’93 God sent me the
Man of my dreams
His heart was made of gold
He fell in love with my child
And we had our ups and downs
But kept us together any how
In ’94 we where married
In ’95 I bared our son
That wasn’t a lot of fun
Since then time flew by
And God kept him in my life
Our love is stronger than it ever was
Just know you are the half
That makes me whole and
I will love no matter where
You go
Dedicated to my hubby,
Whose in Iraq serving his country
Angela Lee
" God Made My Man "
I prayed to God and asked for a man
with a heart of love and an open hand
big strong shoulders on which I can cry
to be my loving man until after I die.
I've waited long with a patient heart
I believe that God will do his part
thinking that the Lord ignored my plea
when the first man I loved deserted me.
My prayer was answered as per my request
our dear God in Heaven sent me the best
a pure sweet heart with sincere loving care
God Made My Man then he sent him here.
On a special day and to my surprise
the man God sent me had my eyes
one year later in two thousand one
dear God has blessed us with our son...
Penned By MPK
Quote: Life Is Poetry In Motion, Great Poets Reflect Emotion...
Note: This poem was created for a very dear friend whom finally found the love
and happiness through Gods Blessing...
This a phrase I hear a lot;
Who’s your man, who you got?
Mine’s the man who at games end;
When death has crept up to his cot;
In peace will dream his final dreams;
And these would be those fateful scenes;
A man, a boy, with ball and gloves;
Their eyes alive with a big-league gleam;
In a back yard lit with evening sun;
A mystical moment then on the dream runs;
My man is sitting on a bedroom floor;
Sipping imaginary tea with a girl about four;
She’s telling a story with dramatic flair;
Oh my! But it’s a tale of epic lore;
Dreams shift quickly, so it is with our story;
My man, a woman basking in morning’s glory;
Coffee aroma permeates the air;
They hold hands and he has to stare;
A dream will suddenly fade to black;
But mine’s the man who’d spend his last dime;
To drink imaginary tea, just one more time.
You're my man, my mighty king,
And I'm the jewel in your crown,
You're the sun so hot and bright,
I'm your light-rays shining down,
You're the sky so vast and blue,
And I'm the white clouds in your chest,
I'm a river clean and pure,
Who in your ocean finds her rest,
You're the mountain huge and high,
I'm the valley green and wide,
You're the body firm and strong,
And I'm a rib bone on your side,
You're an eagle flying high,
I'm your feathers light and brown,
You're my man, my king of kings,
And I'm the jewel in your crown
- Jessica Harris
In my man cave, is a closet
Which would spawn horrible critiques
Totes full of old computer parts
Some of which my be antiques
Various plumbing parts abound
But Lord knows I'm not a plumber
Game parts, tools, nuts, bolts and nails
Old clothes from winter to summer
There is some work out equipment
For some reason it looks brand new
In the corner is my tool box
With tools scattered most askew
It's been like that for a long time
In a terrible unsorted array
If ever found clean or empty
I must have died or moved away!
Doth it not thrill thee, Poet,
Dead and dust though thy art,
To feel how I press thy singing
Close to my heart?
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes,
my poems recite my plight.
As two souls mix heart stashes,
inspired of mastery might.
A precept building ahead of time,
TS Eliot dubbed the dark poet.
Poems compare the heart and mind,
T. was fearful human concepts blow it.
Listen, I recite God’s prophet poet,
the waste land be the human mind.
Eliot recites death as concepts sow it.
Valley shadows death, human kind.
Branches, the parasites of human rubbish,
as Eliot compares God’s precept dovish.
Sorrow and blood slaughter is unleashed,
as humans seek beasts’ minds for publish
The human shall not cease of beast,
mind-wilderness concept abominations,
until he return to origin of flourish east.
Hear wisdom of T’s dark connotations
“TS near quotes
Of roots that clutch of which branches grow,
of its stony rubbish is only concepts of man.
Broken images of rubbish, cannot flow,
for of the red rock is the precept grand.
“TS near quotes
The blood drained of the eternal red stone.
Fear is but a handful of flesh-turned dust.
Death shadow dust is swallowed of throne,
as the red stone shall bud of evergreen thrust.
For Dear Heart
And Contest The Passionate Reader
Welcome back Dear Heart
There is this man that I do know
His mind is always on the go
Peter Duggan is his name
And writing poetry is his game
Nature is what he is about
Of this I really have no doubt
His mind is always full of words
From dusk til dawn his pen does work
This my friends is who he is
With each new day I'm truly blessed
So proud to say he is my man
Forever and ever until the end
So Peter, I don't say it much
But your the man I love so much
You make me happy and fulfil my life
These words they come from me your wife
MY MAN
My man,now, I will close my starry eyes.
Catch... As I'll held my hand to yours.
Quench my emptiness with your heart.
Each heartbeat may it etch, no depart...
My man, oh how I long to be like this,
All of a sudden, summer and winter collide.
Bringing autumn and spring in one
be nearer. nearer... nearer as you please.
My man, you and me in bone-melting bliss
Stars whisper bright of blooming love kiss
Next to God, you're my fortress, my air, my life
From darkness thorns to daylight rose, no strife
My man, hold on, cling tight. Never forgo.
Together, we can soar like pigeon's flights..
(c) OLive ELoisa
11:50am
August 14, 2014
**** Got inspired with Tim Smith's poem: GIRL.. :)
Thanks Tim for the inspiration..:} http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poems_by_poet.aspx?
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YOU are my best friend...
YOU are my sweethart...
YOU are my best lover...
YOU are my dream...
YOU are my hero...
YOU are my best man...
YOU are the man I love
YOU
A-L Andresen :)
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Bad people come and go
but this one wont leave him alone
I wish she'd leave my man be
because he's got someone like me
That bad person won't leave my man be
she hurt him before
I was left to pick up the pieces
which seeing him like this hurts me
I just want him to be happy
Not that I care if they were friends
but she won't give it up
she wants him back
but I refuse to give him up
he is everything to me
why won't she just leave him be
She says to him he's everything to her
if that were true why does she hurt him
if she truly loved him
why would she cheat
even hurting him again and again
All the sudden he finds anew
and she wants him back
I believe it's because he's mine now
I refuse to let him go
he is everything to me
I don't want to see him go down
He deserves nothing but the best
which to me shes nothing like that
She should just let him go
He is mine now.
please leave my man be
I'm sick of the games she plays with his heart
I love him and he loves me
So please leave my man be
find anew and maybe next time think again
before hurting a man or someone elses
Thanks again.
You..,
I really do not get.,where are you My Man ,
Whom do you belong to, and where you count in the this huge span.,
But it comes directly from my breath, that you would not be a common.,
Eyes would be Atlantic, shoulders as Everest, and heart will be an Amazon...,
Rose lips for me to care..,
And hammer hands for those who stare...
Strong will you come soft you will go.,
Hold me in each pitch matter not high or low.,
Everything between us can differ.,
But there is only one choice I always prefer,
Your range should lie on my domain.,
Whenever I express something silly you need to get on claim..,
Silly..,yea.,they are..,
Silly like..,
I can ask you for my favorite Clan Chowder on two AM at night..,
While driving me I can ask you to close your sight..,
When you are in soap, I can run all water go.,
I can ask you to wear my skirt or stand for long in one inch snow.,
This is not all dear.,
But my love way also differ.,
I will take you to Antarctica for our first nighting.,
I can challenge you to swim with me as I don't no swimming.,
I will let you soak in cream and honey..,
Or will bite your little finger suddenly.,
Baby, that is not all enough in my mind.,
But no worry lovely I know you are also one of A Kind.
Dated: 21/09/17
The day I met my man
I met my man in sixty two
When life was mellow, peaceful too
It was outside a movie place
He had a shy look on his face
At nineteen all my dreams came true
He was quite tall, and handsome too
Never thought I’d meet a man like he
He beguiled me with his mystery.
Later he walked me to my door
Didn’t think I’d see him any more
As we both kissed and said farewell
Our future I could not foretell.
The next day he was at my door
From then I saw him more, and more
Some lovely times we had together
We’d never had such fun, not ever
Now here we are fifty two years on
The same sweet love, nothing has gone
This love will last until forever
Until our deaths, we’ll be together.
25 May 2014.
I have myself, the simple zinnia on your vase
I asked for nothing, but you gave me sunshine
The smile, the hug, the cuddle, the warmth
I am happy to the little things I have
You give me light to complete my being
I am truly deeply thankful for your unconditional love
You are my life the life of life
You are the dream I dreamt and dreaming
To love, to cherish, to treasure
Until I know how to give up all, even my life
© Caroline Nazareno a.k.a. Ceri Naz 2015