Long Undying love Poems
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I romance you, but you romance the sparkling stone
I love you with my heart, but your heart is in the phone
I talk to you lovingly, you talk to our little pet Tommy
I ask you to cook for me, you turn to call your mommy
I question, what ever happened to our undying love?
You look fixedly at me, and wonder why I’m asking now?
Roses were red, violets were blue when we used to date
Now, rubies are red, sapphires are blue as I curse my fate
Marriage, before it, I had my liberty and was independent
Since you entered my life, my neck has a collar with a pendant
You never cease talking to your friends, and your mother
Over phone, when I make an urgent call you don’t bother
I know you love me, but it is for your own self-interest
Which actually means you love what is good for your rest
I know you love me but you know it is, also, for your own good
Like the goose that laid the golden eggs, I’d worry about your mood
You wish to be one of high society and take part in kitty party
To be at home and manage the house instead of being nasty
Not worrying about cooking, children, and their school
From work I return, to do your chores, again to be a fool
mbfarookh
stupendous silhouette of castle
piercing through hazy fog
reminds me of your shadow
as you come to meet me at twilight
mixed hues of spectral sky
reflected in dreamy water
in furrowed thick impasto
of amber and sandstone
are glowing ember
of your undying love.
Notes: Claude Monet painted a series of impressionist oil paintings of the Palace of Westminster, home of the British Parliament, in the autumn of 1899 and the early months of 1900 and 1901 during stays in London. All of the series' paintings share the same viewpoint from Monet's window or a terrace at St Thomas' Hospital overlooking the Thames and the approximate canvas size of 81 cm × 92 cm (32 in × 36 3/8 in).They were, however, painted during different times of the day and weather conditions. This one was during sunset. ( Photo and reference credits to Wikipedia).
20 May 2021
For "All Yours ( May 20) Poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Brian Strand
1st place
'Roses from all nations scintillate in complete harmony'
A Rose by any other Name - by Maria Williams
ROSE OF SHARON
Voyage of repatriated petals, dipped in silver and gold,
continental drifting through coagulating clouds -
Time To Say Goodbye to division, Il Divo harmonizes
as the world listens - the cemetery rose old.
Global vortex, dramatic sparks, landmass whole -
not as paramount as the people sailing together,
fair winds, ruddy cheeks, grand smiles that peak.
reparations of thorny holes, Rose of Sharon gathers souls.
The velvety snow of roses that never die,
curabilities for nations gathering at the tree -
the one that will enhance, enthrall, hold out
His fruit of life, stamp out existence of all lies.
The beautiful bounty of everlasting truth,
a soaking of undying love for each other
in the righteous Savior’s hand, ripe and real,
lasting restoration of the countenance of youth.
2/26/2020
Sponsored by: Silent One
Poetic lines from a Poetry Soup Poet -
Maria Williams Poetry Contest
*Time to Say Goodbye - "Con te partirò" (Italian) "With you I shall leave") is an Italian song written by Francesco Sartori (music)
and Lucio Quarantotto (lyrics). (From Wikipedia)
Tears surge as I revisit the pages
My mind clears, I recollect the stages
As we held hands and walked a promise path
of the undreamed hope since we said “I do”
Shook the dust of discarded past and grew
Adieu , were not intended for our breath
I lie in comfort upon your lap, scathe,
breathing deep, your saintly healing come through
Ought, slumber peaceful?
My soul burst with your absence
full with equanimity
My unmoving wing
extends forth to bring you home.
You shall live till time is due
9/29/2016
Three Style II - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Laura Loo
Now this is my definition of love
It's much like wrestling in the mud
You get down and dirty
And say things quite flirty
Then it all comes together with a thud
You scream out bloody murder together
Promise your undying love forever
Roll over and whisper
The name of her sister
Then you realize that wasn't too clever
She pummels your head without any mercy
You attempt to defend against her fury
You start to see rainbows
And a bunch of pretty halos
A ferocious little dynamo this girlie
Well eventually you recover your senses
And are able to put up some defences
You plant a big smacker
On this sweet li'l attacker
Then it's back to love in the trenches
© Jack Ellison 2015
Dion is Quiet
Their marriage had left a demineralized matrix or was it the other way around
Possibly feminine revenge for her own mid-life crisis gone hard in denial
Where once had been gems precious crystals and finely grained rock seams
A desolate womb of silence scooped the last remainders of once happy times
Dion challenged the burden and rolled the ragged stone up a steep void in vain
‘Could have should have would have’ followed the sysyphean slope of gravity
Claimed diogenean wisdom and honestly told Alexandra to get out of his orbit
Soaked up his sun and blocked the faded memories of her once shining beauty
He mentioned undying love but received an evil eye as reward for the promise
Pointed a lantern of reason and feeling towards the overgrown path of love but
Was rewarded by a risorius grimace in-scripted onto a stone wall of vile wrath
Gave her the benefit of doubt and displaced his self-preservation with surrender
The years have passed and after a protracted spell of understanding her venom
Rationalizing analysing interpreting and making lame excuses for her behaviour
Long after he found new hope and happiness that surpasses his wildest dreams
Dion wonders whether silence is only a golden reminder of who’s hurting whom
Surely politeness shows certain respect and sentient beings deserve all regard
Karma wishes for consideration chakras need to develop and a still lotus flower
Is worth more than a thousand torn roses as a fig of new growth is quietly sweet
And yet raw truth demands her to hear what a calculating creep she had become
20th April 2019
A field afire
papery petals glow like ruby votive candles
a collection of cupped solar flames
vowed to shine despite the dew before dawn
evaporating any doubt the sun would rise
the mist would lift
consoling one in darkness
Rising up where wildflowers past have fallen
victim to soil fallow and shallow
your Spring growth resurrects my hope
as your resurgent blooms stretch to the heavens
I awaken thawed from the frost of loss
regenerated by dreams
of undying love sacrifice and joy
O poppy blood red
vast your bed a symbol of life and death
and imagination.. you inspire me with your irony
your roots belie a feathery foliage
anchored though airy
light and looking like you might take flight
but spirited blossoms stand an army of angels
earthbound and blushing
My breath stops when I gaze upon you — yet
when I walk among your thronging whorls
grazed by your grace
my chest rises and falls
my bloodstream set ablaze
by the grandeur of your inner light
my heart rejoices with the voices of breezes
aswirl with a swish through your scarlet banners of peace
We share a savor for new-day chardonnay skies
tender the warm tinge before summer’s singe
rhythmic air moves us with singsong sighs
a swaying dance of sepaled celebrants
with nary a fresh bud trod upon
crimson and sunrise spirit and flesh
raising palms and psalms in thanks and praise
festive in rebirth and remembrance
where tears fall not as rain but as
c o n f e t t i
as my heart carries the bouquet of your immortal beauty
like a bride on her May wedding day
Susan Ashley
March 11, 2022
*Dedicated to my father who gently passed on June 10, 2021.
You are loved and missed dearly, dad
~ First Place ~
Premiere Contest: Spring Showers or Spring Flowers
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
*nary: not, or not any
(Image: Glow with pride: Express.co.uk)
Angels live in heaven, so I heard them say,
in pristine celestial beauty they glow
as the sparkling stars in the crystalline milky way,
but often they descend on earth, I know.
How do I know, you may ask me,
I’ve seen the radiance in the heart of my mother
as bright as the shine of a star can be,
its luster of love nurtured the flower in me lest I wither.
In times of turmoil when the family was adrift
she toiled hard to grow our roots in a green pasture.
To my deprived uncertain life she gave a gift,
a nest from where I spread my wings on the sky of future.
I flew high in the wake of her protective wings,
the soaring aspirations wild winds couldn’t blow away.
In her shadow I live with her undying love, memory brings,
for it’s her hands that sculpted me what I’m today.
She has left me for her new home a long time ago,
when in dismal night I see the north star glisten
to guide me to my final destination, I then know,
she is the star, now with the angels, shining in heaven.
December 11, 2019
Contest : Memorial of a Loved One
Sponsor : Chantelle Anne Cooke
Now this is my definition of love
It's much like wrestling in the mud
You get down and dirty
And say things quite flirty
Then it all comes together with a thud
You scream out bloody murder together
Promise your undying love forever
Roll over and whisper
The name of her sister
Then you realize that wasn't too clever
She pummels your head without any mercy
You attempt to defend 'gainst her fury
You start to see rainbows
And a bunch of pretty halos
A ferocious little dynamo this girlie
Well eventually you recover your senses
And are able to put up some defences
You plant a big smacker
On this sweet li'l attacker
Then it's back to love in the trenches
© Jack Ellison 2015
Life’s journey means we never meet
But the love we share as just one heartbeat
We will never see each other’s tears of joy or pain
We will never have the chance to shelter each other from the rain
What we share is a caring heart
And a love of music and of art
In a world that’s filled with pain
We have choosen to dance in the rain
And to stand beneath cherry blossom trees
as petals fall on a gentle breeze
We leave our footprints on a virgin beach
our undying love we beseech
We light a candle to burn day and night
Our love to burn so bright.
Knowing that we will never meet.