Showing posts with label top 10 love poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label top 10 love poetry. Show all posts

Thank you my Love for being there

A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates my soul
And as each sound goes deeper,
It's YOU that makes me whole

There is no corner, no dark place,
YOUR LOVE cannot fill
And if the world starts causing waves,
It's your devotion that makes them still

And yes you always speak to me,
In sweet honesty and truth
Your caring heart keeps out the rain,
YOUR LOVE, the ultimate roof

So thank you my Love for being there,
For supporting me, my life
I'll do the same for you, you know,
My Beautiful, Darling Wife.

David G. Kelly 
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I’LL MISS YOU WITH THE PASSION OF THE WIND

love poems

After you leave, I will become a tree 
Alone on a hillside, loving wind and sun, 
Waiting for you to return home to me 
Though centuries of lonely stars may run.
I’ll grow tall and give lots of shade, 
Sheltering birds and other bright-eyed things. 
Pleased with all the progress that I’ve made, 
I’ll spread my leafy branches out like wings.
But oh! Every moment of every day 
I’ll miss you with the passion of the wind, 
Gazing endlessly upon the way 
That without you must empty, empty wind.

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A lonely man gives up to die




A lonely flower in a field
A lonely child does not yield
A lonely star in the night sky
A lonely man gives up to die
A lonely car in a lonely street
A lonely girl admits defeat
The loneliness affects us all
A gutless fight, a pitless fall
A lonely time in my daily routine
Sets the tone; a deserted scene
A lonely cow under a lonely tree
A lonely soldier, this is me.

Tess Connor
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You stole my heart...

I Tried So Hard
I tried so hard. 
I tried my best.
I gave you my all, 
and now there's nothing left.

You stole my heart,
then tore it in two.
Now I'm falling apart,
and don't know what to do.

Divided by decisions,
burned by the fire.
Confused by your words.
Tempted by desire.

I'm living in the present.
My mind is on the past.
Not knowing what I'll lose.
Not knowing what will last.

Blinded by fear.
Drowning in doubt.
Struggling to be free.
Looking for a way out.
                          BY  Whitney Barton 
 

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