Best Peoplelove Poems
For whatever reason we write
Bright of day dark of night
The salty taste of a single tear
The love of one we hold so dear
The ever-changing cycle of seasons
Friends lost for various reasons
The ups, downs, highs and lows
The oh my God here she goes
The, I love her and she loves him
The shadow with an evil grin
The load that is too great to bear
Those who do and do not care
I have pondered the reason why
Poets share the tears they cry
Poets share their brightest days
Poets share their darkest ways
Poets offer their hearts and souls
All their failures and all their goals
Poets just like you and I
Feathers falling from the sky
Floating softly to the ground
We take our voice and write it down
Write it down for the world to see
The answers are found in poetry
True,
There are innumerable stars in the sky
and waves in the sea
but you’re the only one for me
Let’s take hold of what we’ve had
and what we’ve got
We might not have much
but love is a lot
So blatant even the blind can see
that you’re the only one for me
Far away in fantasy for eternity
Let’s make it our reality
Shed these troubles and woes
Make our life our own, anything goes
It will be a perfect world because I know
that you’re the only one for me
There is no reason to shed anymore tears
We can love and laugh a hundred years
We’ll reminisce in blissful serenity
and lay down wonderful new memories
All while cherishing and living the fact
that you’re the only one for me
Always,
There will be innumerable stars in the sky
and waves in the sea
but you’re the only one for me
I really have no hobbies on a regular basis you see.
I enjoy woodworking, troubleshooting to any degree.
I do not like to cut grass with a lawn mower at all.
Though I love and enjoy weed eating, summer to fall.
My mind thinks continually, every day, upon everything.
I have no voice that has any tone, but in private I love to sing.
The only desire I have is to make others happy and enjoy life.
I definitely am not prideful, and I try to live with little strife.
written for
Sponsor Francine Roberts
Contest Name Tell Us Something We Don't Know
written by
cecil hickman
JOHN CENA
There in the
presence of death
Challenged in the
ring of death
And pain
There he stays
Enduring the pains,
facing
Death, yes death
To win the love of
his fans
Enduring these is
his sacrifice
What a great
sacrifice!
Bravely enduring
pains
Enduring pains is
his sacrifice
Enduring pains to
save
His career………
Wrestling… Acting…
Rapping… yes, they
are
His career
And saving them is
worth living
Cenation
Yes, Cenation I say
You need not search
too far
For the chosen man
Here he is
Here is a man with
great talents
Here is a man of the
populace
Finding warmth in
the happiness of his
fans
Cenation
Yes, Cenation I say
Cenation is the word
Cenation is the
process
The process of
loving Cena
Yes, Cenation I say.
John Cena is the man
Yes he is the ma
Don’t you agree/
He is the man of
populace
The populace loves
this man
I respect this man
Cena is the man
Beefers they are
McMahon big show
Yes beefers they are
Working like devils
To challenge the man
of
The populace
Oh what a shame
They are shameless
Shameless, I say
Challenging the man
of
The populace
Ending in shame!
Yes, I Cena is the
man
I love this man
Kudos to the man
Of great powers and
strength
Kudos to the John
Cena
Why utter a speech that will
make you go down
I was born in the west but my
face is just brown
I love my country (u.k) with
the passion and pride
Just as I love everyone who
lives on this world of mine
I don't see Adam as white I
don't see eve as black
I see brothers unite
I see earth as a flag
I can't see the hatred I only see
love
I only see love all around
We're blessed from above
To be honest I don't know what I've done...
To be truthful I hope I've made the right choice,
to have your heart as my sun.
To be straightforward I think I've found my award.
To be direct you have a huge heart, I checked.
To be open it's hard for me to express what I mean with out chokin'.
To be sound, our love was found.
To be fair, let's stay together and share.
everything from the air we breathe for eternity,
to the love we share to make each other happy.
Form:
Venus's ***** made a point to Love
Hanging high in the rings above
And flashing by in a comment
Went a girl with a pen to vent
Laughing in the Light of a man
Erotic explosions of her mind
Electrifying in the eyes of Time
Venus's ***** is a pointed rhyme...
Sublime in the Juice pool so scoop
and drink up the Love fool! Ample
chants enchant you too as
samples of the damp do soothe...
So move with your hips Love and
Kiss of the Mist in the Me Dove
Drink from the tea of my needs and
Lose your mind to the lust I crave.
Your eYes are the wet of my sea cove
Licking my skin with your see foam
Pulling me in, to your water... hot
from the stream in your steam, Guiser...
Wiser yes, I can be...Venus's *****,
Made a point indeed;
Form:
bombarding me with useless information
sending me links to sex pages
you got mail but its spam
is your computer secured if not pay ninety nine dollars
this is free but shipping will leave you broke
pop ups interupt what you write but theres a flash of ass
they hack into you and screw up your files
yet we go crazy if we are not connected
you can make love to your hands on a click of the screen
or you can sit on a bananna and smile for the camera
abuse or good use we all love it the same
if we get caught we hide in shame
cyber sex is safer than buying a hooker
plus the models are quite the lookers
we can be located through satellite
or g.p.s but in that moment of relief it's all we have left
sending love notes on line and making new friends
it all depends on whats your means to an end
this simple tool that we all love so much
can destroy our lives with one simple touch
anti-virus and firewall suit their purpose well
yet some people these days turn fun into hell
they post violence on web sites and proclaim jihad
bragging about 9/11
we cannot ignore it when it's in our face
but can hit the delete button and watch it erase
hmmmm
L ive, laugh and love are fragrant spices of life
I n times of desperation, refreshing to the soul
V eils and smoke screens placed around each bend
E every illusion designed precisely to deceive
L et The Holy Spirit be your guide, rely not on what you see
A nd let it lead you safely through the maze
U nder currents may disengage firm footings self-assured
G ather up faith, hope, charity and love, adorn them as your shield
H old on tenaciously in the storms, for more precious than gold, you are
L eave burdens you cannot carry; let them fall where 'er they may
O ften times they tend to overwhelm, stirring up mental storms
V izualize the heart of innocents, see how no care nor worries it bears
E ach day, resolve to take the time to live, love and laugh
It is as good of a friday as I can ever recall
everyone was pleasant if not dismayed
in a silent fashion
although I suspect
they respected
my candor
I sat and listened
smiled when necessary
and freely gave my imput
when to my astonishment I
left alone as hoped
and made the
journey
back into my
thoughtful universe
Ruminations leave me
pleasantly suprised at the
way it has all turned out
wistful but relieved at
the release of endeavors
that would have left me drained
in mind and soul
but still lacking in body
a raw heart hung
by a rusty nail
I am only beholden
to one love now
yet still I am
thankful for the tasks that
lay before me
and the labor of love that
has brought me
closer to my
progeny and
ancestry
yet far from my love
and the times that have
wrought my bones
like iron
A fool I may be
but not forlorn
my undertakings are
those from which
I cannot be torn
Taking seminars in relationships,
designed to make you more considerate,
does not belay your own apocalypse,
nor offers up a tangible rebut
to your self-pity and isolation.
You numb yourself to life with drugs you choose,
preferring to be drunk or stoned to fun,
and then complain about the love you lose.
At what could be the best of times for you,
you opt for dreadful misery and cry,
“Why can’t I find a love like you have, too?”
If you could hear yourself, you would know why:
You’d hear no joy, no gratitude, no zest;
You’d hear just greed and jealousy expressed.
My love,
You are the honey I put in my sandwich.
You are the rose I avoid to step on.
You are so digestive.
You have a glowing smile.
Your smell is better than Channel perfumes,
so I don’t have to buy you Channel.
You are my apple I love to eat.
You cause sounds of bombs in my room
because you make me explode in laughter.
You melt when you are shy.
You are not short in your duties.
You are my heart’s beat.
You are my Aspirin.
I love you.
P.S: Oh Love, forgive my writing, because I just came out of my first English course
and I wanted to share my joy with you =D
Sincerely,
Noble Knight
*Digestive: humorous.
*Short in your duties: late in duties.
*The P.S is the Noble Knight himself talking and telling his beloved.
Some people love misery
And they create their own hell
The love to stir up trouble
Why they do it, it’s hard to tell
They have no happiness
They have no heart or soul
But most of all
They lack self control
They love to bully others
And hide behind a screen
Where they can spread the hate in their heart
Where they can not been seen
Their only agenda in life is to hurt
And cause others pain
Some do it in the name of God
And some do it to entertain
God will handle them in time
While they are looking to impress
Leave them to their own demise
Because they are obviously obsessed
Form:
8/25/83
You have a great gift
The lord is hear for you
He will not drift
Your heart will be renewed.
He sought through your life
He built you strong
All that was failing is now a stone
Something more to stand upon
Another thing to make you strong
Your walk with god is so beloved.
There is peace he gives you
There is love he designs to anoint you
His blessings are perfectly organized
Each blessing given at certain times
He knows what tomorrow brings
He sees the scars that are dug real deep
Jesus made you so special
He has a promise
Someone to bring you love
Someone to stand by you all the time
There are times when life feels endless
Just keep him in mind
Show that you love him
By: Marissa Stoops
Dedicated to Jeremiah Hudson
Form:
American Idol
Those rolling eyes and special quirks
I love the way you smile and smirk.
Sly sharp barbed Simon Cowell,
Caustic comments make me howl.
Your silent sneer and stately smear,
Make some contestants shake with fear.
That is one way to sort them out!
Before they cry, make signs, or shout.
But when someone is really good,
Before a single word is heard,
Your grin and pensive silent stare
Wait to lavishes kind praises, earned.
I love your show, its rhyme and reason.
So much talent makes watching pleasing.
Applaud grows throughout each season.
By public opinion, singers gain dominion.
Simon et al scout talents each year.
Approving smiles to each heart is dear.
King of the “Jungle…music that is.
Singing winners arise and greet “Show Biz”!
© Dane Smith-Johnsen
May 14, 2010
Poetic Form: Rhyme
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