Family Romanticism Poems | Examples
These Family Romanticism poems are examples of Romanticism poems about Family. These are the best examples of Romanticism Family poems written by international poets.
Deepawali.
My wife wants to see me with screw and driver to check my temper
My family wants to check my album of love whistles
Her family sneek whether I am die or alive
Society crackers like poo of themself.
But God bless everyone not me
I lite the diya in diwali
Jai ram ji ki happy Diwali
With love all
OM Jagdish
Album of the poems
In the cage I am alone
In the cage how can I fight with my soul
In the cage how will I stop my breath
In the cage how can I stop thinking about you
In the cage how can I Care you
In the cage how can I return back My soul is giving me pain
In the cage my pain missing your voice
In
That woke up please I can't see you a death
In a cage how can I completely forgot our name which is informal to the society
I break it up because it is just a fog of our open eyes dream that we are far away in this album of poems....
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
she has a special magic
or so it seems to me
in the early morning when i rise
i process the beans in the grinder
a short succession of tasks
the coffee is brewing
aroma of her hint of cinnamon
fills the kitchen
as i wait i look out the window
dawn has erased all the darkened shadows
the flowers line the property's end
all are ready for the day
i speak their language, tell them to be patient
let me take her coffee and a pastry
she will be with you shortly
it is Saturday and your day with her
tomorrow is Sunday and i am whisking
her away on a picnic
she does this to me you know
everything she touches becomes family
we share conversations about her
the coffee pot is in its last gurgles
remember, cream, one lump i hear
apple turnover, warmed, buttered
the tray is now filled and ready
pushing me to a faster pace
i turn to the coffee pot, thank you
be right back for mine
as i disappear into the hallway
there is a last gurgle, you're welcome
she has a special magic, everything she touches
becomes family to me
3/3/19 Kismet
Now a days girls are so desperate to get married
that they go with a stranger who says I Love You..
Think about your parents about your siblings about
your family and about your future.Don't watch Pakistani
dramas.Stay away from social media.All guys are not faithful.
Young girls this is not India this is Pakistan.Pakistan is the
homeland of Underworld Don Zafar Khan Supari Lady Killer...
Friendship is a relation between friends
Relationship is a romantic relation between couples
Living relation is a sexual relation between an unmarried couple
Marriage is a licensed union between two People
Q.What do we get from marriage?
Ans.We get documented babies.
Q.What do we get from living relation?
Ans.We get family planning.
Q.What do we get from relationship?
And.We get experience, it's like a test match.
Friendship, relationship, living relation are almost the same thing.
It's like soldiers doing drills to prepare themselves for the battle.
Note. 2 × 2 = 4, and 2 + 2 = 4 hence proved that we are applying different formulas to get the same answer.
Family law 1961 was promulgated by ayub Khan but sexually mature boys and girls can do ding dong with their consent.
Q.What will you do If legal is not moral and moral is not legal and immoral is legal?
Q.Who are you to decide legal, moral, immoral and illegal?
Ustad Es Mi Corazon,
Words Can Not Explain How My Heart Feel's About You
Ustad Tiene Mi Amor,
The Love That You Have Given Me Has Been So Heavenly
Sú Sonrisa Es Mi Luz Del Sol,
For Your Smile Has Melt My Heart Just For You
Sú Piel Es Tan Hermosa,
For Your Skin Is Like Silk Soft And Smooth
Pero Es Como Un Sueno,
The Dream Of Being Complete For The First Time
I Want To Love You For You
I Want Us To Be A Family
I Want You For Your Heart & Your Soul
I Want To Fulfil Everything As One
I Will Love You As Long As I Live
I Will Gladly Give My Last Breathe To You Too
I Will Give You A 110% Of My Love
Heart With All The LOVE I CAN
Sharing my love for someone abroad
What is ant of a lust I have many many miles i was walked i couldn't found any thing but I didn't stop i tired but not i trust but not i filled with emotions and feelings surprises but I didn't stop i believed because I had seen it on some way of my love finally i found a mountain of a sugar but i picked only one because I have also been to share my destiny where I must also be die before taking back to my family so i love to thanks mother marry and god and prary for my mile
This is my door step proposal for my lady whom I giving my heart as a Santa I hold my hand with Jasmin flowers for you Paris France
CLAIRE Bonardot my NID
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
You are the bread and butter of my life.
You are the rainbow from yesterday's storm,
As lovely as that rainbow was in the sky,
It was your beauty that spoke your love,
While I wondered at your eyes.
You are the bread and butter of my life.
Your sweet humming brings up my moods,
You know I worry about my job and my boss.
It is you who keep on smiling,
Though you hurt inside for our loss.
You are the bread and butter of my life
We lost my job to the Corona,
Yet you created meals for the children,
You didn't eat all of your plate, as for me,
I stayed strong listening to your wisdom.
You are the bread and butter of my life.
You are the warm butter that flows
Over home made bread for your family,
You are the strength, the gold I love,
You stir me wildly and romantically.
You are the bread and butter of my life.
When I look at you something changes
I feel the pain in me when all I know is one day you wont be here to catch me
When you fought for my rights but I backed down to keep the reputation of my family high
No matter what I do I still come to you
You have given me hope, happiness, and anything love
I know I broke you, hurt you, but through that I fought for you, trying to change the eyes of my parents
Maybe one day when I’m ready ill come for you
I don’t expect you to wait for me
To hold me
To change me
But all I ever ask is to never stop loving me
I have never felt the opening of love
And the destruction of the gates closing
I always thought we could go through this with the happiness of others in the bottom of our shoes
We always fought for love
But it was never enough
I’m sorry I hurt you
I’m sorry I didn’t fight for you
I hope you find someone who would love you the way you deserve to be loved
When I am accepted by myself and my family
I am yours no matter what
I love you
I am sorry
Forgive me
I thought I found the one
All the hugs all the kisses all the fun
The prize I thought I won
Every text and every call
Your smile is what made my day
All the food we ate at china buffet
I loved you everyday
All the times you smiled
All the times you laughed
You were turning me wild
You made everything a blast
I remember when we took my nephew swimming.
Everything was going great, I thought I was winning.
I tried giving you space
But that still wasnt enough
You got tired of my face.
And only cared about your stuff
Before you I never had a regret
After you I had one
Now I feel free since I paid off satan's debt
I got you the puppy you always wanted
I helped you get your license
Without appreciation all I heard was silence
We dated for a year and you didn't want to meet my family
All your excuses in the world came to me naturally.
Amidst the moonlit night,
we sit hand in hand...
Your eyes give away your plight,
In a silent world, we stand...
Your charming face looks grim,
and why would it not?
In a sea of emotions, we swim
our seeds of the future rot...
It's the night before you deploy,
into a land unknown...
You'll be joining your convoy,
after leaving us all alone...
Our mouths don't utter a word,
our eyes are enough to convey..
To each other, the love in our heart,
which we wished to say..
And then the morning comes,
but the sun doesn't seem that bright...
Even the sky has seemed to have understood,
the intensity of our plight...
How ironic as you walk away
the radio plays our special song...
Now my words can't make you stay,
After all, it would only be wrong...
It's been a few months since you left,
The world seems to fall, back in place...
Everything seems a little bereft,
All i need is your embrace...
I'm lying in the wake of the dying sun,
Waiting for you,
To return...
I envy.
I envy your family for they get to see you everyday.
I want the best for you in this world
I envy the person that sits next to you in class for they get to see you for free.
I envy the way you are not happy without me
I envy the way you want to chat with me the whole day.
I envy the way you dont want to sleep next to anyone but me.
I envy the way you love me
And I envy how you imagine yourself as my wife
Marry me.
Written by Tawona M Ranganawa
My Envious Moon:(Poem)
Flowing like the wind/breeze or wave,You came close to me.
My heart-beats became extremely restless.
I got struck by an arrow, a deep pain arose.
My heart got wounded (in such a way that), I felt ecstatic/overjoyed.
O my envious Moon! When Your eyes,
Met with mine for the first time, I felt ecstatic
In the midst of passion, in my arms .
When you enfolded with great love and full joy. I felt ecstatic
My heart was full of sand and emptiness.
My life was full of an endless thirst
Today in the desert, in the village of love
Dense rainfall has arrived, I feel ecstatic
I went crazy in your love, perished myself
You smiled in such a way, I feel ecstatic
You’ve fallen/struck like lightning, You’ve created magic
(As everything is working out perfectly)
You’ve ignited fire of our halal nikkah real love (in such a way), I feel ecstatic.
O my envious Moon! When Your eyes,
Met with mine for the first time, I felt ecstatic
By Miss Aliza Kashmala Kiran
There was a man
who are not too cleaver not too strong,
not enough contribution to his society
family and his own life.
But he was an honest man,
He was not harmful to anybody.
He would like to write a poem,
He would like to be a poet.
He would like to fly like a bird.
He wants to sea beach man
He wants to hear the sound of seawater.
The dreamy man wants to play with blue water.
He wants to enjoy his time.
Is that not enough that kept him still alive.
As i say a man may not cry i truly wish to cry.... I must say that Bravery lays in me... A Man Suited in armor taking barrages of arrows is brave.... A man charging into a barrage of cannon and musket fire is Brave.... A man Crawling through Holes in Vietnam is brave... A man in Kevlar Charging into a city full of Insurgents is Brave..... A man supporting his family is Brave.... But may i let you in on a secret? A Fine line divides a Hero and a common middle class worker... The hero is only Braver a minute longer... Yet we tell ourselves that minute means More.... Well i Must say Its true That minute means 1 more life is saved....