Let's Write A Poem Together! Line by Line,

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   Darknlovely3436posted 15 years ago

   Only time will tell,those two hearts,is
   starting to beat as one, under,this sunny,April Morn!!
   and the heart only knows that heart wants!!..

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   Mighty Momposted 15 years ago

   Who are these two, these lovers, so prematurely parted?
   They seem familiar, both of them, who Fate has chose to martyr

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   Mighty Momposted 15 years ago

   The girl exotic, tantalizing, wearing a bikini
   Yet strong of body and of mind -- could it really be... Shalini??!!

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      The Lonely Hubberposted 15 years agoin reply to this

      But how could love come in one name?
      When's it's all of us and none, the same?

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         roastedpinebarkposted 15 years agoin reply to this

         For lives be yet so intertwined
         May just leave a soul behind

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            Cris Aposted 15 years agoin reply to this

            And what then of the souls if untrelissed
            A kiss in the air not on a lover's lips?
            
            Shalini - u lookin for moi?

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   Mighty Momposted 15 years ago

   Her counterpart, a poet deep, mysterious yet schizo
   "love me" "hate me" "fade to black" he makes the stanzas fit so!

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   Mighty Momposted 15 years ago

   Sorry Cris -- I got a little carried away:-). MM

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   jjrubioposted 15 years ago

   Longing for each other's touch,
   a hand, a kiss,
   it means so much.
   A loving and tender, warm embrace,
   A love that  even time cannot erase.

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   Darknlovely3436posted 15 years ago

   They have found what is real;
   They are not pretender;
   The Magic is real, so be true to
   our feelings, its always knows best.
   And they will have laughter,each day
   of their life;

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   Shalini Kagalposted 15 years ago

   MM you are hilarious I’m rolling on the floor
   Haven’t seen young Cris around – you’ve scared him off for sure!
   
   
         

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   Shalini Kagalposted 15 years ago

   Whew! He's back!
   
   

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    A soul alone is not a soul loved
    Incomplete, not full, an apple halved

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    The Lonely Hubberposted 15 years ago

    So what does one do if the other one fled?
    Would its life end after all the tears are shed?

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    jjrubioposted 15 years ago

    no longer together
    they are incomplete,
    without the other,
    life is obsolete,
    The longer they are apart,
    the pain only damages more inside their heart!

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    Mighty Momposted 15 years ago

    The poem, like their love, grows word by word
    Fueled by distance, persistence, undeterred

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    AEvansposted 15 years ago

    marking a void in their lives,
    it feels like someone has cut with a knife,

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       accofrancoposted 15 years agoin reply to this

         Knife so sharp it could slice a rod, a rod so hard like the broomstick yet, i can't feel their toughness.

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    blograngposted 15 years ago

    it becomes a very good poem

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    nazishnasimposted 15 years ago

    For like most love stories love is killed in the end
    Killed by a knife, a word , a look , or a little thing

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       accofrancoposted 15 years agoin reply to this

         Love can only be loved by love, while hate can...

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       Cris Aposted 15 years agoin reply to this

       But still, like all lovers do, they pray and pray
       for fate to be kinder, and make their love stay

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          accofrancoposted 15 years agoin reply to this

          Yet, cupid must play its part though, love must love...

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    nazishnasimposted 15 years ago

    The stars, the birds , the bugs wait for the surmise
    Would the time come when our love will again rise?

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    But still like the sun, shall love set, too?
    Oh I musn't dream of things that ring so true!

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    Shalini Kagalposted 15 years ago

    The setting sun is nothing but an illusion that we see
    A sunset here is sunrise there – when viewed in totality

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    So true, my fair one, so true! But my heart has no wings!
    It shall die of suns unseen and other sad little things

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    reggieTullposted 15 years ago

    For Love Sings in the Wind in the Echo of the Chime
    It Blossoms and Grows over the Eternity of Time...

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    Mighty Momposted 15 years ago

    Enough of these echos, these blossoms, this sadness!
    Suns rising and setting -- it all seems like madness!
    
    The lovers grow restless, what's left to be said?
    Lives looping endlessly, they'd rather be dead.

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       Darknlovely3436posted 15 years agoin reply to this

       Another Romeo and Juliet, another senseless death,
       Too much, love they have for each other,can't be ended
       by death, Love like this have to be patient with time;
       And it can't retake, or rewind,
       ,

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          nazishnasimposted 15 years agoin reply to this

          Consumed by passion,demise through loyalty
          
          Our love's fate seems to have ended in totality

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    Will love yet again live through death
    and see a new day with its last breath?

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    reggieTullposted 15 years ago

    Through Death the Lovers' Souls Merge to the Source of One
    While Love Warms the Hearts of Others like an emotional Sun

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    The Lonely Hubberposted 15 years ago

    A story that all lovers know, and long been foretold
    Love divine shall overcome even the cruelest cold

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    Shalini Kagalposted 15 years ago

    The cold of death, of separation – can there be greater regret?
    Despite the rosy coloured dreams, there are no answers yet!

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    The Lonely Hubberposted 15 years ago

    But what is death or separation but a momentary respite
    For hearts to cool down, like journeymen in the dead of night

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    nazishnasimposted 15 years ago

    Mourn thy love, O lovers in cold death
    For thou could but were untrue to thee instead

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    Untrue I was not oh dear heart
    If I were then let life depart

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    AEvansposted 15 years ago

    Let The Words Of Love,
    Part From My Lips,
    Never No More,
    As I Walk Out The Door...

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    Eaglekiwiposted 15 years ago

    How can the sky look the same
    the birds sing the same song
    when my world has changed
    and memories flood my mind

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    Darknlovely3436posted 15 years ago

    And my heart is uncertain of my future, with you:
       Yet, standing here, your magnetism pulled me closer;
        My knee felt  so weak,as you reach for my hand.

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    The Lonely Hubberposted 15 years ago

    Oh heart of darkness, heart of light
    overcome this tempest, and melt the night

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    Shalini Kagalposted 15 years ago

    The twilight zone just ekes its in-betweeness into lovers’ psyches
    Nor light, nor dark, just minds suspended in the space that no one likes

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    But still a space of their own, and so in silence they dwell
    surreal, ephemeral, timeless, like their gods' wishing well

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    AEvansposted 15 years ago

    That their passion for each other,
    Burns hot like an open flame,

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    reggieTullposted 15 years ago

    As the wind of their souls caress and touch
    swirling and twirling – spinning dervishes as such

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    Shalini Kagalposted 15 years ago

    If only they were granted Three Wishes, what then?
    Would those coins in that Wishing Well bring a fairytale end?

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    But fate's not wrote until the day's bitter end
    better leave to chance what the coins cannot mend

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    imadorkposted 15 years ago

    There once was a man from Nantucket...

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    reggieTullposted 15 years ago

    But what if fate is a destined chance
    then our sweet dervishes will continue to dance

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    Shalini Kagalposted 15 years ago

    Fair Chance thou art to Destiny enjoined
    To Nantucket we’ll go, with whirling coin
    
    
    

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    nazishnasimposted 15 years ago

    The coin whirled and whirled at Nantucket
    Like our fate , it too has been bucketed*
    
    * Finance term which means taking the opposite side (to the customer's order).

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       nazishnasimposted 15 years agoin reply to this

       I sure have this thread alienadted with my finance-giberish. *extends apologies*. Let's get back on track:
       
       Seeing the poetry humdrum going around their lives
       Towards the exit, the lovers make their beelines
       
       

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    without, not even a hint of trepidation
    they scurry, aglow in their union

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    Shalini Kagalposted 15 years ago

    Will scurrying around in their limited dimension
    Enable them to experience their true emotions?

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    Guru-Cposted 15 years ago

    What would they feel if they realized
    Standing still would accelerate time?

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    perhaps not even a scent of regret
    for time's erased when love had beset

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       nazishnasimposted 15 years agoin reply to this

       Time looses its track when love besets
       My Love, lets with this, the world, we forget

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    socio-literatureposted 15 years ago

    Dear friends....Welcome to this creative and transformative world of poetry,I want to share my poetic ideas with you...
    
    Poem     Title:Point of Infinity.
    
    Soul is searching for something..
    Sound of unidentifiable person.
    Echos in the wall of heart.
    And reflects back to heaven and you.
    The search of wandering lamb
    ends in the path of infinity.
    Heap of ash on one side
    the rising Phenix on the other
    The strength of blood forgives
    the deeds of dirty wilderness
    The drops of water springs on earth
    and fumes when creation germinates
    Star way leads the kings
    to the truth of east
    Greenish farmyard smiles
    like an innocence of a child.
    The hunger,the grains and
    the fruits of satisfaction
    will all meet at the point
    of poles of uncertainity
    Some called it fate
    others named it truth
    Few blames it as foolishdeeds
    But all rolls in the Wheels of life...
    
    With great hope and optimism...
    GEORGE VARGHESE,MSW 24.04.09

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    lindagoffiganposted 15 years ago

    The two of us love everlasting with no regrets
    Together enthralled in our winding storm as sun sets

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    Cris Aposted 15 years ago

    And I shall love thee once, twice, thrice
    I shall never tire, even if life be the price

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