My Husband And I Poems - Poems about My Husband And I

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He said ' look back at me' but she didn't want to see so the conflict carried on and events, spiraled uncontrolled, from day one she had to move from home she loved for the sake of parents, beloved and when he struggled to find the words her pride refused , his sense of worth she thinks he's not responsible actions but...

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we sit and wait and wait and sit it never hurts, not one bit impatience chases my husband away he cannot wait; he will not stay...

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We married not beneath a sky, But in the belly of the Earth — The Mponeng mine, where shadows cry, And gold remembers sorrow’s birth. No roses bloomed, no organs played, Just echoes where the diamonds wept, And in that hollow heart, we laid A vow so sacred, silence kept. Her name was Lucy — fierce and kind, A flame that lit my wounded...

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Bader means full moon in Arabic, but to me, your name carries more than light it holds the weight of my world. My life revolves around you, and I don’t remember what joy felt like before you. I pray to God each night, quietly, endlessly, that He grants you success in this dunya because my love for you means your happiness is mine. Do you love me...

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I love you. More than anything I’ve ever known, More than I can hold inside these quiet bones. Each second of the day, You live in my mind like breath But sometimes I forget… You’re not me. You’re your own being, And I want all of you, Everything you are, Even the parts that don’t belong to me. You say you admire beauty You notice, you look But...

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It’s so strong The urges The addiction Weak in what merges Me To only have to ask to forgive me Perfection is far from me No it’s Not easy to admit But the truth isn’t hard to see But you’re still here With me Your patience is authentic Seeing the pain in your eyes When I ask and do Embarrassed is my truth Yet I still go...

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He's a transporter, and he doesn't even know it he's the door, that opens to light he's a protector, till storms quit he's the silent fighter, to darkest night he's a silver shadow, that's made of steel he's a mountain forest, that draws me where l can hide, beneath its trees till dangers gone and he rescues me there's snow and ice in...

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And so I wrote another poem, love Are there any regrets running through your mind, Or was it just me all along? You kept telling me it’s because of your idleness, Yet I long for something more And so I wrote another poem, love Is there any pain in your heart, Or was it just me all along? You kept speaking of promises, Yet...

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My husband is like a ripening pumpkin Loves to lie down inert on the ground, most of the time. Lack of exercises has made his belly bloat, Like pumpkin, that now he looks a comic sight. A pumpkin carved in shape with a light inside, Serves as an adornment in Halloween season. Though funny to view, he is beautiful inside, With a...

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It's raining outside, but l don't mind lets put on the music, and a glass of wine lets shut the door, lets shut off the world yes , you say, let's put on the music, girl we'll have a music day, favorite music play l always knew , you, that's what you'd say as you see me struggle, sigh you'll chase...

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Your Rain was tears on my window pane - the first poem of yours I had seen - pain-drops spattered a snow-blank expanse, grief-blue with regret and what should have been. I thought mediocre. Bad omen for you. You who attempted to pour the blue, to quench the amber arid air and quell the mithering mistral. I needed that oasis: sea spray words to...

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Soulmates Forever For my husband, my best friend, my always We met when the world was still wide and new, In hallways of lockers and laughter and blue. Just kids finding jokes in the folds of the day, Not knowing love had already found its way. Through dances and dreams, through growing and years, Through triumphs and troubles and teenage tears— We stayed...

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She dropped a white Corelle ware dish tiny slivers and bits flew all over the kitchen her husband did not make one sound He understood to keep mum She gave her old man a sharp look Was he going to say something? He had warned her not to put that dish on top of the refrigerator. Was he going to say “I...

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Cruel fate nixed our sites set for buying a hoagie Yours truly and the wife tended to some errands, which included going to the Limerick, Pennsylvania Citizens Bank for me to rectify an erroneous address indicating I Matthew Harris purportedly and presently domiciled at: 96 West Miner Street (and whereinthehellis) Coaldale, Pennsylvania 18218-1017 which address listed after viewing online banking screen indicating Good morning, afternoon or evening, then scrolling down to sought after preference...

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