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A Love Poem Unknown Lover

A Love Poem   Unknown Lover Soft caresses from someone unknown A sort of kindness I’ve never been shown, Warmth from one Seeped to another Feeling shared From a unknown lover, Tender kisses Upon my lips Gentle hands Graze my hips,

Best Poems About Nature a Large Poetry Collection of Nature

Morning. As the hum mingbirds were hovering At the awakening of the Morning Glory, Awakening from the bowels of the sunrise  And you were basking and smacking your cherry lips, As you sucked the dewdrops of the morning I kissed you as you were blossoming and blooming...!!! A Village Story. Krishnakali In the village they call her the dark girl / but to me she is the flower Krishnakal SUPPOSING I became a champa flower, just for fun, and grew on a branch high up that tree, and shook in the wind with laughter and danced upon the newly budded leaves, would you know me, mother? You would call, "Baby, where are you?" and I should laugh to myself and keep quite quiet.

Ke Meri Saans Ruk Jaye a Romentic Ghazal by Parveen Shakir

Labon Ki Sarsarahat Ke, Bad Choor Honay Tak Main Tujhko Is Tarah Chahun , Ke Meri Saans Ruk Jaye Khataon Par Khataein Hon, Na Ho Kuch Baat Kehne Ko,  Main Tujh Mein Yun Sama Jaon , Ke Meri Saans Ruk Jaye ,  Na Himat Tujh Mein Ho Baqi, Na Himat Mujh Mein Ho Baqi,  Magar Itna Qareeb Aaon, Ke Meri Saans Ruk Jaye ,  Tere Honton Ko Jab Rakhon , Main Apnay Hont Kuch Aise,  Yaa Teri Pyaas Bujh Jaye, Yaa Meri Saans Ruk Jaye ...!!!

Dear Love The Poem

Dear Love The Poem.. Dear Love Dear Love, also known as spindly, pernickety oaf-hands-and-face; You are largely and on the whole fantastic. Your ribcage is, on occasion, concave and semi-detached with bird nesting in it caress. L too am the roof. Your limbs are too long for skin to hide. Decidedly withering. I struggle to exceed you. If your teeth were to snap off and snap the entire realm I am sure you will remain stuck in the lining of my pillowcase as L think you up in my solemn bed You are structurally sound in the presence of imminent collapse...!!!

When I Look At You My Love a Romentic Poem

When I Look At You My Love a Romentic Poem.. I look at you and see something everything taht i can't put into words, you're evevrthing good in life bundled into a single human being almost bursting at the seams, a creature, in need of love , and i am willing to go to the ends of the earth just to give that to you...!!!

Would You Love Me A Romentic Poem

Would You Love Me ? The Poem Would You? Would you protect me? Fight for me? Be with me? Would you be there when I cry? Would you be there to help me try? Would you make me laugh? Would you make our love last ? Would you open up to me? Vent to me? Never pretend with me? Would you let me help you? Would you tell me what you desire to do? Would you look to me for comfort? Would you let me show you what you are worth? Would you play with me?

Best Poems About Life All Time

Best Poems Collection   About Life .. The Tree of Life Coiled spring, analogous tension & pressure, prehistoric neighborhood, cauldron of nuclear power: we were drinking gin & tonics from the planet’s jaw when the news came. Roses are red, violets are blue jeans; cupcakes are cop-food, death is a dinosaur (extinct, et cetera) whispering the future is an old friend shouting “don’t be afraid.” Dear degeneracy, dearer street map of Texas, dearest thrust-to-rocket ratio from which God puts cock to abyss: Modernity, my fucker, is the natural language of structure; our goodwill gets complicated when we break Hell in unsimple shapes. Fourth of July, fifth of July, sixth of stellar lighthouses surrounding space, seventh: one is always coming upon some American city whispering I am some American city & I am the desire to be within it when the sun fries. We dance under the asterisks, dip our toes in the ink. The odds the stars wi...

Love Songs Make Great Memories

Love Songs Make Great Memories The Poem .. Love Songs Make Great Memories It happened in an instant All it took was half a verse The quiet strain of music Caught within my ear, Sending me into gasps Time traveling to when You and I listened smiling Swooning over each other, And the song that spoke Our euphoric love story And my memory played Like an old record player, Scratchy and worn Over the words and promises Your gentle inflection And lovely catchphrases,