Best Real Love Poems
Feeling faint
Focus
Focus on the feign feelings flowing feverishly, not the foremost flare of fear at first glance
Fated by the flux, fabricated (for once) in my favor and forever grateful
Fixated, her features and figure flashed like fortune in front of me
Fingering through her cerebral files, feeling her fortified front deemed a froward but flawless find
Fast-forward-at least five years
And still I flush from the sight of her freckles
Our faithfulness fell into fiction a few times; foolish fuel for feuding flames
Forecasting fights and frigid nights, but nothing fatal
For we are a formula, a tight fitting fixture
Fixing all fractures with forgiveness and finding ways to fathom and forget
Forsaking myself, my foundation; but further on
The fragile will flourish as we firmly fix our footing, fenced in by our family and fervent felines
Fake? No, this is fact
Have faith in the fire of love
No more frowns
How could You
See my pain
Include me in the
Great Exhange
How could You
Relate to me
Bring me in then
Set me free
Real love
Real love.
How could you
Believe in me
Touch the eyes
So I can see
How could you
Live within
Now everyday
This begins,
Real love
Real love.
A real love that hopes all things
Never fails, believes all things
Never asks what it can't give
Real love
Real love.
Words and Music by Peter Hall.
Copyright Scot free music.
I read the language of your flame
in whispers the world never taught me--
where every breath leaves ash on the soul
and love glows
just before it burns.
You speak in storms,
in echoes of rose and ruin,
where every pulse is both prayer and dare,
and I find myself--
not lost, but undone.
The beauty is brutal,
but oh, how it sings--
this art of bleeding bright
beneath a twilight of truths
too tender for silence.
I don’t fear the flicker,
I answer it.
The real love
some friends do last forever,
dont matter time or place,
they never ever leave ya,
eternally with you,
in your time n space,
re: 'Emie' Debbie Duncan
Don
A woman who can be bought is not worth keeping.
She is no different from a shelf item with a price tag,
Picked up, paid for, and carried away.
True worth has no currency.
A real woman is priceless.
There is no sum that can purchase her soul,
No vault deep enough to hold her value.
For when you buy something, you own it
You bend it to your will,
Use it until it’s worn,
Then replace it when it breaks.
A woman who can be bought
Is like a wild fig tree by the roadside:
When it bears fruit, every passing hand reaches,
Every mouth claims a taste.
She becomes a public well
Open to all,
Sacred to none.
But a real woman
She is rare earth.
She bleeds love, not for show, but from depth.
Respect is the language she speaks,
Even in silence.
Loyalty is the cloak she wears,
Not because she must,
But because her heart knows no other way.
She does not echo the world’s noise.
She is the calm in the storm,
The fire that warms but does not burn,
The root that holds when winds rage.
You will not find her in the marketplace,
Shouting for attention.
She is found in the quiet
In the way she prays for you when you’re not looking,
In the way she forgives without keeping score,
In the way she builds you when you’re broken,
And stays when you have nothing left to give.
A real woman cannot be bought,
Because she was never for sale.
She was carved by pain,
Polished by time,
And crowned by purpose.
If you find her
Guard her.
For heaven lends such souls
Only once in a lifetime
Real love stories never have endings. Time has cast a spell on you,
So you won't ever forget it. Breathe...
Take in the light of the universe. Let its energy course through your body like an infectious joy disease. Breathe ... You are connected to the source from which all is created and conceived. Possibility is unavoidable, limit a trivial point of ill logic. Breathe ... Know that everything that happens today is for your betterment and for the betterment of everything and everyone around you, thus, everything is wonderful. Breathe ... Contemplate and marvel at life's perfection, the mystery that is this infinity of which you are a vital part. Realize that we are all particles in a singular entity and every day grants us the opportunity to contribute to the health and well-being of that entity.
Breathe... Love... Be.
Embrace the Day!
As I sit and gaze at your picture
I travel back to days of yore
To the ranch on the Nebraska prairie
And the place where you called home.
I came to teach their school
And was introduced to you
My life changed at that moment
For what I saw was a man honest and true.
A man who since age fifteen
Has been on his own
His reputation it was good
And he worked nine years for the former 101.
He had just moved up the valley
To their uncle's ranch
When I came upon the scene
A city girl it seemed but I wasn't really green.
My mom was from her dad's Nebraska ranch
Not to far away
And her sister taught an Indian Government school
On the Rosebud Reservation..
My brother and sister
A cousin my age and I
Shared a life similar to the life
My Billy had.
Well, not really I'm afraid
We were a few years younger
And though most of our time was spent on horseback
There were no cows involved.
We played in the White River
Rode calves and hogs
While Billy at this same age
Had himself to support.
Now it was my turn to grow up
I took up teaching to go back to the plains
And met the man of my dreams
Who my life did change.
Snowed in following a blizzard in March
And five miles away
Billy rode down the valley horseback
Just to see me one day.
By then we already had marriage plans
But we hadn’t told a soul
It wasn’t till April Fools Day
We finally broke the news.
We ranched, raised our kids
And worked at Truck Parts
Forty-seven years and 2 weeks later
God called you home.
I had truly been blessed
With a good, honest, hard working man
Who is still here for me.
I thank You God with all my heart,
Amen.
Three Christmases you have been gone
For Cathy it is four, it just doesn’t seem fair
But God has taken from you the pain you had
And I will always be grateful for that.
I love you dear and Merry Christmas.
Symphony is playing softly in the background.
He seems to be out more now.
He calls me regularly telling me his whereabouts.
Then he comes home after his workout.
Our relationship is on the up and up.
The heights we reach states we are a perfect couple.
Our talk about the day brings a closeness.
As the clock chimes late, we both sigh for a mental release.
We find each night of intimacy to be quite fulfilling.
This time we have together, we cherish.
Our wedding vows were written by each.
We rejoice.
We both play our part.
Our happiness is based on love and trust.
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PENNED ON AUGUST 28, 2014!
Real love is what I desire.
I'm burning hotter that fifty fires.
It's been a long time. Big bucks
No longer turn me on. Real love
Is what I want. Big bucks have
No luck with me. Real love is
Destined to be. I will sail to
The farthest sea. Real love is
What I need. Somewhere not
Too far from me, real love has
Planted a seed. I want it to grow
More and more closer to me.
The fire is blazing hotter than
Fifty fires. Real love is with you
And it is the only love that I
The only love that I desire.
4-7-11
They told me they loved me
since early in my youth
But through lies and deceptions
I found their love far from the truth
So i was left to my own devices,
I had to find my own way
I suffered losses and torment
from vicious games people played
Then at 27 years old
I decided to take an unpopular stand
And decided to swallow a bunch of pills
I held for hours in my hands
I awoke in intensive care
with monitors measuring each shallow breath
And there by my bedside
waited the Angel of death.
Then a light filled my cold dark room
and it also filled my soul
And a voice whispered from it,
" Ive come to make your life whole."
God granted me mercy and kindness
As his spirit entered me.
Im no longer troubled by this world
for inside im set free.
I dont claim to be perfect
for im still riddled with flaws.
I realize its not by my strenght
but from all that he does.
So if my story touches your heart
how God set me free,
He will do it for you too
if he did it for someone like me.
I drank of true love today
In it's pure undiluted state,
And all that I once thought was love
I now revile and hate.
The glow and glory of real love
Can best be felt and seen
In him in whom it first began;
Our god, our lord, our king.
The greatest love was his to give
A potent product of his word;
Thus when he speaks all things obey
To testify that he is heard.
Because he let me drink of it
I know I'll never be the same.
I sense it strongest in his word
So in his word I will remain
A willing handmaid of his love;
A maid-in-waiting for his return.
“Come quickly, lover of my soul,
And teach me love. I long to learn”.
RETA PRUITT
July 31, 2016
What is real love ?
Should it be plain like a cow ?
Or furious like a bow ?
Or with results for what you sow ?
True love is affection
Real love is determination
Actual love is your close connection
Promising love is your reflection
Outward loves never succeed
Inner loves never have greed
In the case of true lovers
Never do things of cowardice
The world is a stage
People do unwanted things in a fit of rage
Fill your heart with pure love
Be peaceful like a dove
True love does not need inspections
Only your lovely rhythm sections
If people really love
They should have done anything for their mourning dove ...
NO! they did not
So what is the meaning of tying a Knot ?
The present world should understand its meaning
Or else they would be left whining
What is the reason of family disputes ?
Its nothing but the partial love of family members
People are now blind on gods
They do not understand that love is god
O pretty nature
Why are people not mature
They talk about it
But never understand its meaning - even a bit
O lovely animals
Why are people innerly criminal
All god say love all
Why do their followers say everyone is false before your eye ball
O blue sea
Please answer me
You watch us daily
Tell me - why this discrimination really
O long sky
The place where birds fly
You always invite so many birds
But why people , who have come from you see some as different herds
Tell me O green forest
Tell me ...
Why do we practice inequality
Why , even after when we got freedom and liberty
If people do not feel love
I would not be able to feel even the glove
Friends.....
Love all , Serve all
That's what I can say
Even after you , I and the earth - all lay .......
Real love is the look in someone`s eyes
that is meant for you alone,
a gentle kiss that says everything will be okay,
a hand held just the right way
at the right time.
Real love is a secret told to one heart
and guarded by another,
a belief that someone knows you
as no one else can, the little day to day acts of thoughtfulness
that go unmentioned but not unnoticed.
Real love is a feeling that no matter where you are,
the deepest part of you
remains with the one you love,
a love that comes true
with a little time and a little luck.
Real love is a promise forever
and please Olivia if you can stay,
It`s just something I need to say
this is one thing I must do
Olivia Noll, may I make this promise only for you
Real love is a nagging wife
That wants your insurance by ending your life
Real love is being kicked out your house
Like an unwanted pet mouse
Real love is not a thank you for doing this and that
Real love is been told “is that all you did by a grumpy old bat
Real love is humiliation in front of her friends
Ridiculing you with no end
Real love is breaking your soul
Making you worthless instead of being whole
Real love is when you take that carriage
Hiding itself and revealing itself after your marriage.
Even in my adversity
Darling! You show compatibility
You are fabulous and comely
How ravishing you are honey!
You have extricate me from loneliness
In your presence I have no more worries
When your eye glow
My heart seems to blow
Infallible damsel of our time you are
Indeed a freebie from God