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Life had fallen all apart.
Is Their a hope or not.
I had a women that I loved a lot.
Their was something in her eyes
don't know what it was about.
I loved her mind,body, “n” soul.
But one day she suddenly changed without been told.
She was a blanket for me when I was cold
such love I gave her
such time we spent together
when I was close to her
I wanted to go more closer
when I had her for one day
I wanted her forever
but one day I try to get closer and closer
she was running away further and further
she was worth more than time
wanted to make her mine
not just for one day
but for hoel life.
No matter what other says
she was one of a kind
always thought of that way in my mind
but one day she broke my heart and it look like it didn't even worth a dime.
Time change people change
what happen to me its me to blame
I left my heart door open for my love to claim
but she broke it without any shame
time by time wanted her by my side
if it was a morning or it was night
never wanted loose her out of my sight
always wanted to look at her till I die
never hope for her to say goodbye
always want her to say hi'
and see her face by the light
ever tho before I met her my life was dark
we went to watch movie call radar of ark.
She hold my hand so tight
it felt like a tree falling down by lighting spark
and my heart started beating fast
I always hope that wont never last
god had send her to take my test
but I dont even know the result
did I fail or did I pass
I always thought you learn from your mistake
but I never thought I will learn it when its break
such as my heart fall in love with her mind
never thought it was that blind
I told her time by time
I love you I love you I love you
but she never believed and broke my heart
because only I knew it was true
I introduce to her all my friends one by one
all the time spent together it was fun
but all that happen in the end
she says it is done.
Always thought we gonna be side by side
watching moon and sun
but I never thought she would left me behind and run
its far more then race for me
but now she have run so far
now I cant ever see
I always wanted to make her happy
and do things like she always wanted to be
always dreamed to kiss on her lips and feal the taste
but never would of thought in the end
she would lie to my face......
I was given the challenge
Well in truth it was a bet
And the bet was to get a date
With Prudence the librarian
Whose coldness was legend
It would be a tall order
But I picked up the gauntlet
And headed to the library
I walked up to the desk
And there she stood
She was short in stature
But imposing nonetheless
Her countenance was severe
Thick chestnut hair
Pulled back off severely off her face
Her make up would best be described
As minimalist
And she peered at me
Over thick framed spectacles
She wore a chunky beige sweater
Two sizes too big which hid her shape
And a dark pleated skirt, knee length
Over thick black wool tights
And the not unattractive legs
Terminated into sensible shoes
I tried small talk
But she was not receptive
Her demeanor was positively frosty
Every enquiry she batted back to me in the negative
But despite everything
There was something about her that I liked
Something intangible
curiously she was not my type
in any way, but still there was something
So I decided to persevere
But because I wanted to
Not because I had to
So firstly I paid off on the bet
I wasn’t doing it for a stupid bet
But because of that intangible something
An itch I couldn’t scratch kind of thing
Realizing small talk would get me nowhere
I thought I would try a different tack
And converse with her on her own terms
I had to engage her intellect
So each day I would go to the library
And ask her to recommend a book
Which we could then discuss each day
And each day she thawed a little
Then I posed her questions,
History, Geography, the arts
I found her to be both knowledgeable and interesting
And I found that I was becoming interested
In the subjects we were discussing
And looked forward to our time together
As each day she thawed a little more
I wanted to have more
Than just the few precious hours at the library
But I didn’t want to undo what I had achieved
Upset the status quo
And refrigerate her again
Then at the end of one particular day
Prudence asked me
“Would you like to go for a coffee?”
I was speechless but nodded in the affirmative
Later she told me
She fell for me because I engaged her mind
And valued her for what was between her ears
And not what was between her legs
Or inside her sweater
Form:
This is three separate poems, that when put together (and read left to right ) make one.
1. 2. 3.
Once upon My fairytale There began
a time when my heart and his nightmare, dreadful and horrid,
was carefree and gay sailing together a journey, sailing
sweet and innocent on different ships through a crystal mist
Life was good and for a while two souls drifted on
lifting in song a story spun full of promise
a fantasy that fell sugary ripe and whole and
was dripping from my lips succulent
like honey. When stormy days In torrential rains
Then he sailed in on broken sails clinging to life
and stole my heart, our two ships weathering the storm
our destinies did collide with solid resolve
Now linked together His nightmare blind with fear
as his wild rages ripped my fantasy plunging into darkness
shattered and broke apart, before gasping and smashing
the glass bubble my very eyes stinging with rage
But through it all Love saved us both as the clouds parted
Our love rang true and on that magic day the seas calmed on
the dawning day when sun shone down again
we made it through the gale beaten but not broken
safe and sound, together on a dingy with faith renewed
Two as one, together now hand in hand I stand with you
into our sunset. we sail reborn
On the other side
of reality
from our fears
we're both set free
For Michael Jordons poetry contest, The other side of reality
Form:
Is it you
Written by Dean Masciarelli
February 7, 2010 (6:26pm)
There isn't a day that goes by
that I don’t ask myself
when that day will come
When I can actually say
Is it you
Because if it is you
I want you to know that I have
waited all my life
to say these precious words to you
And when that time does arrive
And I know that it is you
I would ask you
If you were the soul mate
of my dreams
Or is this just another
passing moment
of wishful thinking
Am I day dreaming
or can it truly be you
But I do know
one thing for sure
If and when that
time does arrive
I know that you will fill
my heart
with an abundance of love
As I will with you
Because I have waited
all my life for this
moment to take place
So that I can share
all of my love with you
And hopefully some
day when all
my dreams come true
I will be able to feel
the beauty of your
heart beating next to mine
Because I wouldn’t
just be
dreaming any more
Because I would
finally have you
Is it you
Because if it is you
Then you would truly
have filled my heart
with an overwhelming joy
And that would be the time
When I would honestly be
able to say
these precious words to you
I love you
Because I would finally be blessed
beyond my dreams in every way with you
Because I would finally know
that you weren't just a dream
But instead you were
a dream come true
And when that day does arrive
which I know it will some day
I will know in my heart
That the time has come to
share every day with you
And it would mean everything and more to me
to know that the rest of our lives
would be filled with so much joy and happiness
Because of the love that we
would be able to share together
Because it would be
an absolute miracle
That actually came true
Is it you
Because if it is you
all of my prayers
will have been answered
Because the Lord will
have blessed me with you
By bringing the soul mate
of my dreams into my life
Is it you
Or am I just
day dreaming again
And still waiting for the
soul mate of my dreams
To make all of my dreams come true
I may never know what exactly happened,
but I think I know the why of it
Tadhana…Fate…Destiny…Kismet…
Put it in so many words,
but it all boils down to that.
Tadhana…
shivers down my spine,
tears prickling my eyes,
as I hear once more the story,
the destiny
of two souls
one stormy day in July…
She was being stupid,
crashing into the waves that day
just for the thrill of it
He was being pensive,
reflecting on how those waves
just somehow seemed to soothe him
People slowly left the shores
as dark clouds loomed in the horizon
save for these two souls...
She wasn’t even supposed to be there,
just a spur of the moment thing,
forgetting her other worries
she loved storms, she loved the beach
combine them and for her it was bliss…
He went there for closure,
the 10th year of his brother’s death
trying to accept that he did all he could
he loved him, he loved the beach
but guilt drowned him…
The rains then came down in sheets,
winds whipping, storm waves crashing
she was almost at shore though,
when the undertow pulled her back
He thought he was imagining things,
his brother’s ghost perhaps?
When he saw her again,
and fear was tossed like jetsam
Was she the answer he was seeking for?
His redemption in another form?
Was this the reason why he was here now?
Her only hope for salvation?
Rushing out to sea,
adrenaline rushing through his veins
Faith and Fate working together,
he swam towards her
and as they reached the shore
the winds dropped to a whisper,
the waves went back tickling sand,
the raindrops trickled into drizzles
She was breathing, thank God
He lay beside her, exhausted
She could only thank him with a smile
well, a smile that could match the Sun
and she took his hand...
and put it over her heart
It was not so much that their hands fit perfectly,
but there was something else...
mole on her right ring finger
perfectly aligning
mole on his left ring finger
Tadhana.
Shivers down my spine,
tears prickling my eyes,
as I hear once more the story,
the destiny
of two souls
one stormy day in July…
and of why I am here.
** tadhana is a Tagalog word, it can be translated as fate/destiny/kismet
July 25, 2010
LOVE..................................................
is a moment when nothing else can matter
and if it ended that moment, you couldn't be sadder
and if the person across from you don't feel that way
you do anyway
or..............................................................................
it's...
a moment when a smile fills your world, even after it's gone
and awhile with someone is reason enough, to build life upon
if someone says "I love you", throughout a day spent together
I'll say it out loud, now, with a love meant forever
sharing, and caring, and moments in time
each and every one, soaring sublime
through a life that i never knew
was so dim and so distant, till i knew you
then...................................................................(!)
a meal shared together in a kitchen for two
with kids in the living room, maybe like you
the noises of eating go unnoticed, but if elsewhere
with someone else, you'd try not to glare
and if the day wasn't very fun
you'd still rather not end it with some anyone
love.........................................................................
is a moment when the moments all end
and you know, no matter how far you have to bend
that the effort you make, to have a good day
was worth every minute you listened, as they had their say
you'd not have been so happy, for so long a time
than to have been together, to inspire a rhyme
because what they are saying, in their very own way
was, "I love you", too.
then, again.................................................................
a love poem doesn't need fun...
it just needs someone.
you.
and if the only thing in view
is your world, girded with nature, then... love.
what you see, that goes so unknown
until that moment, in Gods very best church, and alone
love is natural, and supernatural, and free to us all
and you needn't a telephone, to answer or call
or someone to answer, when with awe, you, wondering, feel
because either way, it's from God, and it's real
good luck with your life, fellow gentlepoet
and wherever you are, treasure, and know it
LOVE.
love poems...phah!
LOVE..................................................
is a moment when nothing else can matter
and if it ended that moment, you couldn't be sadder
and if the person across from you don't feel that way
you do anyway
or..............................................................................
it's...
a moment when a smile fills your world, even after it's gone
and awhile with someone is reason enough, to build life upon
if someone says "I love you", throughout a day spent together
I'll say it out loud, now, with a love meant forever
sharing, and caring, and moments in time
each and every one, soaring sublime
through a life that i never knew
was so dim and so distant, till i knew you
then...................................................................(!)
a meal shared together in a kitchen for two
with kids in the living room, maybe like you
the noises of eating go unnoticed, but if elsewhere
with someone else, you'd try not to glare
and if the day wasn't very fun
you'd still rather not end it with some anyone
love.........................................................................
is a moment when the moments all end
and you know, no matter how far you have to bend
that the effort you make, to have a good day
was worth every minute you listened, as they had their say
you'd not have been so happy, for so long a time
than to have been together, to inspire a rhyme
because what they are saying, in their very own way
was, "I love you", too.
then, again.................................................................
a love poem doesn't need fun...
it just needs someone.
you.
and if the only thing in view
is your world, girded with nature, then... love.
what you see, that goes so unknown
until that moment, in Gods very best church, and alone
love is natural, and supernatural, and free to us all
and you needn't a telephone, to answer or call
or someone to answer, when with awe, you, wondering, feel
because either way, it's from God, and it's real
good luck with your life, fellow gentlepoet
and wherever you are, treasure, and know it
LOVE.
love poems...phah!
You Ask Me Why I Love U... How Can One Explain... Where To Start.. Your Beauty Is
Enchanting Your Heart Is Pure Your Soul So Over Taking A Man Couldn’t Be More
Sure.. When U Talk I Can’t Look Away Your Eyes Radiate With Life, Your Lips Of
Truth.. You Have This Sense Of Beauty That Can’t Be Explained But Is All Around
Perfection, What With Your Looks Of A Model, Joy Of A Child, A Brain That Would Put A
Library To Shame, And Heart That No Words Can Begin To Explain The Love I Found
In It... A Wife I Have Found In You Indeed.. What More Can A Man Ask For.. Your
Touch Is Ever Calming.. On Bad Days Your Embrace Is A Reassurance Of Tomorrow..
You’re The Reason I Hold My Head High.. Your Smile Fills Me With Warmth.. The Day I
Dedicated My Life To You Was The Day You Became My Better Half.. I Try My Hardest
To Be The Best Man I Could Be And Express These Things To You In Actions.. No
Other Could Love Me The Way You Do.. And I Thank God Every Day For The Day I Met
You...Now My Love Can You Answer Me That???
My Dearest I Love Everything About You.. You’re The Kind Of Man Every Women
Spends Her Life Trying To Find.. From The Way You Speak Of Me And To Me.. And The
Way You Look At Me As If Your Finding My Soul Through My Eyes.. You Have This
Lively Almost Rebellious Spirit About You That Just Sets Me On Fire And Brings A Real
Smile To My Face.. There Something About The Way My Heart Races When You Kiss
Me.. When You Hold Me I Feel Safe.. You Came Into My Life And Were Like That Last
Puzzle Piece That Just Fits..You Saw The Real Me When No One Else Did.. Don’t Ever
Change My Love Your Perfect Just The Way You Are.. From The Way You Laugh When
Your Nervous To The Way You Have A Answer For Everything.. Your Mind Captivates
Me.. Your Eyes Make Me Become Lost, Your Smile Brings Me Joy And Your Heart
Overwhelms Me To Tears.. I Promise To Love You In The Moonlight And In The Day..
To Be Your Shield When The World Comes Against You.. And To Be Your Home When
You Feel Lost.. So Stay With Me And Promise Your Never Going To Leave.. You've Held
My Hand Through The Hardest Times And Now I’m Never Letting Go....
. We worked it out on paper and realized if we saved our ten cents a week allowance,
it would take years to pay for them, so we decided we needed to get a job. So began our
first enterprise ‘Hal and Elaine’s snow Removal.’
Each day after school we would go door to door offering to shovel the snow from
sidewalks and driveways for a fee of twenty- five cents. Each day we would return home
with our frozen hands clutching a quarter and our minds clutching the visions of those
bicycles as we prayed for snow once again.
Mom had taken a job working from home. Each night she would soak piles of
leather pieces to soften and stretch over balls of twine to stitch together the next day
making a baseball. She was paid five cents for each one that met their standards. Mom
stitched hour after hour, day after day until her fingers bled.
Dad would come home from Camp Borden after many hours of hard labor and
army maneuvers to have supper and make us giggle and laugh with his outrageous stories of
the day’s events. After supper he would leave again returning much later with red and blue
paint stains on his hands and a tired smile on his face.
The days flew by in a blur as we shoveled up and down the streets dreaming of
those bicycles that grew more solid with every quarter we put in our piggy banks. I would go
to sleep each night and ride through towns and cities and over hills and through valleys until
I heard the sound of buoy bells ringing in the harbor.
I would pedal faster and faster, knowing I was almost there. I could see my old
home just down the road. As the bells got louder, I would slowly awake to the truth as the
alarm clock wound down on the night stand. Once again I would head off for school and
stand daydreaming, peering at that gleaming bicycle in the window of the bicycle shop.
Suddenly – Christmas was almost upon us and we needed to buy mom and dad a
present, so we pulled the plug on the piggy bank and tool our loot, a total of four dollars each
to Woolworth’s
continued in part 3.....
To my dearest dear…
Writing for you…first time..
Hope you are doing fine,
All these days being with you
You gave me back once again
Those gleeful days of mine.
It really matters to me a lot
All those days spend with you,
Though a few
Yet everyday it seems to me anew.
Crazy little things au fait to school days memories
Daily round corridors and bugging your batch mates
Pleasing my heart a desire to be your soul mate.
Obscurity your mind yet a devotee my heart,
All through those days
I was known to be a big time flirt.
Came out of those days a sudden conversance,
Couple of colloquy and you avowed me then
As an acquaintance.
Days of glory build upon by consigned trust
Bit of chin wags brought up familiarity in us.
The passage of time changed my mind
I felt sorry and you approached by my side.
Days followed by malicious gossips
A day by coffee and a day by lunch
We build up a relationship more than a trust.
Outspoken those guffs and filthy messages
Yet sometimes I bugged you
By my flimsy emotional craps.
Lost my wits once at your blabs against me
As I thought you were playing with my emotions
That ruined my longanimity.
I felt, I erred, I apologized
When I realized
I was missing you for a long time.
You made me then to realize what I was
I felt so alone and so ashamed
Yet again you affirmed me with your care.
You showed me the way where I was
And you gifted me with a life to live..
You brought me up to this world
And you gifted me with a new beginning
I am so thankful to have you as a friend
And am so esteemed by your presence
I am so proud that to know you so closely
And am so ‘fraid if I lose you once again.
Oh! My friend promise me that
Whatever happens…you will be my side
Promise me that you will be there every time.
I have taken an oath, you will live…
A life full of spirits and smiles.
I will be just waiting for you
To hear from you at the earliest…
You are just remembered today,
And penned forever in this letter
So that to miss you day after day.
With love…your longed amigo.
(Please note: this poem is dedicated to Ayanima Bhattacharya)