Marriage Verse Poems

Sarangpabo – Korean Love Fool for You

When I first saw you
In my dreams.

You were the most beautiful woman
In the world to me
And still are.

When you...

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Where art thou unknown spellcaster?

If in fact such a female and/or male exists
an insufferable existence clamors for surcease
against riptide of ineradicable anguish.

Living hand to mouth
for...

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Will is the executive … 
 intellect advisor
Choice as a marriage
the two must condone

Committed and daunting
with guideposts of knowledge
Marching in tandem
— pursuing the truth

(Dreamsleep: April,...

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I wake in the middle of the night and you are sound asleep beside me.

I listen to you breathe and there is no other place...

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In a Romantic episode of my life,
A little story let me tell.
I have discerned a blessing!!! 
With No forced Chemistry, 
Just God's artistry. 

Like we've...

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There he was – my first boyfriend ever -
leaning against the sports car of a friend who drove him
over to my town...

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Tucked away
right at the back
of my husband’s bedside cabinet
lies a brown leather wallet

The money is long gone
but to him it contains
something far more precious ...

My...

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In the heart of inner wanderings hides, alas, a tormented soul,
Wilted by anguishes woven at the edge of the mind, where the thread breaks.
In verses,...

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When form betroths function
— the honeymoon awaits

(Dreamsleep: April, 2024)
...

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A seahorse named Irv finally got up the nerve
To ask a starfish named Larry to marry him.
Said Larry, "Sure, swell, and it's high time as...

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He said I was pretty
and I blushed.
He started celebrating
When I agreed.

We were blessed in church
For my new role at home.
He showed me his world
And I...

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I reside in those hazel eyes
which display emotional smile, 
let the words evade coz if you sigh
this purest talk will subside.
I request you, never speak...

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Between the rise of dawn and the cleared dark of twilight,
Lies a hidden season of dream, when the indulged daystar makes its nest.
Between the warmth...

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The wounded sigh of a father,
Tells his concern for his child 
Whose actions seem stupid and wild.
   
The wounded sigh of a teacher,
Reflects...

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she had a fiver in her pocket
but couldn’t flip it, like in days of old
then
without those satin liners
a hole seized what little she had
and
she leaned...

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