LOVE POEMS

A Special World


A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.

Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.

And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.

                                         - Sheelagh Lennon -
__________________________________________________________________________________An Entrapment


My love, I have tried with all my being
to grasp a form comparable to thine own,
but nothing seems worthy;

I know now why Shakespeare could not
compare his love to a summer’s day.
It would be a crime to denounce the beauty
of such a creature as thee,
to simply cast away the precision
God had placed in forging you.

Each facet of your being
whether it physical or spiritual
is an ensnarement
from which there is no release.
But I do not wish release.
I wish to stay entrapped forever.
With you for all eternity.
Our hearts, always as one.
                                         - Anthony Kolos -
__________________________________________________________________________________A Red Red Rose by Robert Burns

That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile. 
__________________________________________________________________________________Children


"Our children are the stars of today.
Our children are the joy of life. These
Faith and give them all the love they need.
Children are our little angles of love."


                                         -  Jaydeep patel  -
__________________________________________________________________________________ANOTHER GOOD THING OVER BEFORE IT BEGAN


                 How do I say goodbye to you
               When we never really said hello?
Is it any easier to walk away from the seeds of a friendship
              Never given time to root and grow?
(Grow into what – a bigger friendship? I don't know.)


             And how is it possible to miss someone
                              I hardly ever see?
               How can I know if you were my hero,
                    When you rode into the sunset
                    Long before the credits rolled.
         How can there be a formal end to something
                       Which had no real beginning?


I can only thank you for the rainbows you brought to my storms;
              For the silver lining you stitched in my clouds.
                            It was refreshing to find,


                           In this Sea of Skepticism,
             Another fish peering at the world through a prism.
                 So, thank you for the laughs we had
                       And those that might have been.
                           I really cannot say goodbye.
                           Please, always be my friend.
__________________________________________________________________________________ACCEPTANCE,  MORE OR LESS

At last! The time has come
When I no longer see your face in my dreams.
I do not hear your gentle voice singing in my mind.
No more do I weep for you,
And reach out to hold you near me.

I won’t think of those times
I held you so close, intoxicated with love,
Knowing all the time it would end,
And you’d be gone forever.

I will not remember the words you spoke so carelessly
That meant everything to me,
Filling me with new hope and new life,
But, killing me in the end.

My love was always wrong.
Fool that I am, believing in true happiness,
Thinking that my fairy tale had come true,
And my "Knight on a Shining Guitar" had come to stay,
When he only came to say goodbye

__________________________________________________________________________________Ode to Innocence of First Love - The Sequel

All I can give you is love
And myself.
But, to me this is everything.
I have saved it for you,
This sacred gift of love,
Never to be cheapened by another,
But made Holy and Perfect with you.
And if you should never come back,
Then, I shall be buried
In a shroud of purest white.

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