Category: Love

War In Between The Two, Poetry by Demarco Singleton

Genre: Love, Romantic, Life, Rhyme
War In Between The Two by Demarco Singleton
 
Stuck in between the two and having no clue what to do. 
You ask yourself, is it worth it? Is it worth breaking a heart that has such great purpose? 
Yet you find the distraction growing even greater but you feel you should tend to that later, 
but in reality you have to take action now. 
You have to break down, crazy as it may sound but it’s the truth. 
Listen to your heart and mind and analyze what you need to do. Yes it may be hard but now 
the outcome is up to you. 
Sit down and think.  
You’ve created something great and something that you potentially hate has come into your 
life and has filled your mind with things that are way beyond your trait. 
So your mind begins to race and your heart beats in an inconsistent pace that’s when you’ve 
grown to have doubts, now your mind and heart is in an unwanted place.  
Take a deep breath and balance out the situation. 
You realize lust has started a war and you’ve been exposed with no ammo. You know you 
have to fight back, so you suit up your love with some camos.  
A day without your love is a day without air, lust is such a competitor but there’s no way it can 
compare. 
With that realization, love defeats lust with no problem. If you can strengthen your love then 
problems, you’ll never have them. 
Grow in your love and fight for what it’s worth, cause lust is an obstacle but with love it has 
no birth. 

 

 

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FALLING IN LOVE, Poetry by Mlaure

When nights are falling
I’m falling in love
falling with rosebuds
and sleeping with doves

Genre:Relationship, Love

~FALLING IN LOVE ~

When nights are falling
I’m falling in love
falling with rosebuds
and sleeping with doves
When morning is rising
I’m rising in love
rising with rosebuds
and flying with doves
Falling or rising
I’m falling in love
rising or sleeping
I’m flying with doves

Mlaure

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All rights reserved www.mlaure.com

 

 

 

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My Reality Within A Dream. Poetry by Roderick Dupree

Something about her was different

No words exchanged but she was my woman of interest.

It was her eyes that guided me to her heart

Her mind was the epitome of art.

Genre: Love

My Reality Within A Dream by Roderick Dupree

Something about her was different

No words exchanged but she was my woman of interest.

It was her eyes that guided me to her heart

Her mind was the epitome of art.

Never made for perfection

Definitely built for protection.

She stands in independence

With a walk of confidence

Attitude so modest

With the soul of a goddess.

Not one for lust but to be loved

Not one for games but to be cuffed.

Invests in herself to become the best she’s destined to be

Now that’s exquisite wine and not just another cup of tea.

Business over pleasure makes her distinguish

When seeking her vision my soul replenish.

Fate then rised upon existence

Once she admired my persistence

Breaking down barriers of resistance

Our love grew nearer in distance.

She’s the type when texts aren’t good enough

Phone calls are valued but end calls makes it rough.

Her smile of gold brings joy into my life

She’s the perfect diamond in the mist of wildlife.

No angel but a queen from a queen

No fantasy but my reality within a dream.

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Dear Brother, Poetry by Rani Powell

Everyday, when I tell you to be careful,
I’m not saying it just to say it
I’m saying it because this world doesn’t love you, no
Because you are only 8 now but soon you will be older
And then baby boy, the world will be much colder
They will not see you as I do,
with your warm eyes and caramel skin,
with your blue-rimmed glasses and unfunny jokes,
the curls in your hair and easy smile, no.
They see you as a Black Man.

Genre: Family, Love

Dear Brother by Rani Powell

To my brother

Everyday, when I tell you to be careful,
I’m not saying it just to say it
I’m saying it because this world doesn’t love you, no
Because you are only 8 now but soon you will be older
And then baby boy, the world will be much colder
They will not see you as I do,
with your warm eyes and caramel skin,
with your blue-rimmed glasses and unfunny jokes,
the curls in your hair and easy smile, no.
They see you as a Black Man.
As a menace to everything their good, clean society has.
The same society that was built on our father’s blood.
But it does not belong to you and you do not belong in it.

Everyday, when I tell you to be careful
I’m not saying it just to say it
I’m saying it because God help me,
you will not be the next news story
My heart would break to see your name up there with
Anthony, Eric, Freddie, Jordan, Kendrec, Kimani,
Michael, Tamir, Tony, Trayvon, Tyree, Wendell.
You are seen as a threat before you are seen as a person.
Your Blackness scares them.
They have already decided that you are nothing but a hood-rat,
nothing but a child-support baby, nothing but a tagging truant,
sagging pants, gang signs getting thrown up, two gun-shots in the air,
Crips and Blood running in the streets of a people who have already
breathed life and soul into this country.

Everyday, when I tell you to be careful,
I’m not saying it just to say it.
I’m saying it because your skin makes you a target.
And all it takes is ignorance, a bullet and a badge
to take you away from me.

 

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There Are Two Seasons, Poetry by Neville Johnson

There were two seasons
I sensed it the day we met
Before her and after her

Before her I walked alone
Before her I was sad
Jealous I was of the couples I saw
On the street, holding hands

Genre: Relationship, Love

There Are Two Seasons
By Neville Johnson

There were two seasons
I sensed it the day we met
Before her and after her

Before her I walked alone
Before her I was sad
Jealous I was of the couples I saw
On the street, holding hands

Before her, I was serious
Then I rarely smiled
Life we an obstacle
A mountain to climb

Then the rainy season stopped
Finally the sun came out
I looked up and thought
It’s time for change
That wind I caught

After her began the time she walked into my life
I refer to it as happenstance as the birds did sing
I mustered up my confidence, gathered my thoughts
Went over to the pretty girl and proceeded to get lost
Into her charms, so many I can’t count

After her, after her, how my life has changed
After her, I no longer mind the rain
For I am with her, an umbrella we share
Made of love and kindness
Never the worse for wear

There are two seasons
Before and after her
Before I was lonely
Then came a love so pure

Reprinted with permission of the publisher, Cool Titles, from WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG: Poems for People in Love by Neville Johnson ©2016

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SUBLIME LOVE, Poetry by Bindu Midha

Love profound, how amorous it sounds!

It’s a radiant sunflower that blossoms to smile.

In love, you’re a lily that sprinkles radiance and light.

Like the gambolling lamb, soars your spirit and mind.

Genre: Love, Romance

SUBLIME LOVE by Bindu Midha

Love profound, how amorous it sounds!

It’s a radiant sunflower that blossoms to smile.

In love, you’re a lily that sprinkles radiance and light.

Like the gambolling lamb, soars your spirit and mind.

 

Liveliness, a sparkle -hitherto not seen- come your way.

Contentment, blissful harmony and giddiness make you sway!

A spring in the step, a twinkle in the eye and a glowing face belie

Your complacent demeanour; whilst Cupid you & your beloved ties.

 

How perfectly, how accurately his arrows find their mark

Your heart is left wounded, but ne’er does it show a scar.

Sighs, whisper of sweet nothings and a pounding heart reverberate

For you embrace, profess undying love and plentiful vows make!

 

It is mirth and merriment that you flash on your brow

As you strut around nimble footed, feeling sound’ n secure!

Unsatisfied, insatiate, unrestrained, your passion does soar

Fancy takes flight; in the new found treasure you gloat.

 

You rise to a crescendo, exhilarated and over the moon

Flying, surging and ascending in love as if in a swoon.

A saint reveres his Almighty; so you dote on your love

Worship, take oath of fidelity, and offer solemn vows galore.

 

Promises of being truthful, reliable, honest and caring

Of sincerity, stability; support and strength are in the making.

Profess undying love and take an oath to be true,

While all this lasts it seems as fresh as dew- oh so new!

 

Oh love, O divine devotion- so fanciful yet fulfilling,

Could you, would you take flight and dissipate -all too soon?

 

 

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Wishful Thinking, Poetry by Norma Passarell

It took me thirty years of suff’ring mourn, oh dear!,
To tame the fiercest beast, my dreaded loneliness.
A lifetime of gregarious wildness ’twas indeed.
I was drunk every single night; there was no light.

Genres: Delusion, Hope, Illusion, Indifference, Love, Relationships, Sadness, Sorrow, Wishful Thinking.

Wishful Thinking
by Norma Passarell

It took me thirty years of suff’ring mourn, oh dear!,
To tame the fiercest beast, my dreaded loneliness.
A lifetime of gregarious wildness ’twas indeed.
I was drunk every single night; there was no light.

With time, I learnt to be in my own company.
I then saw you and in a whisper thought, to me,
I swear, you had the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen.
Hence you became my greatly loved Glaswegian prince.

Incertitude lifted me towards the sky, couldn’t sleep at night,
Then daydreamt ’bout how’d it be you kissing me throughout.
I asked you out. You said: “Why not?” But soon I knew
All was a figment of my brimful fantasy.

How ignorant I’d been! How couldn’t I see that you
Were not interested in me?! Now that you are gone,
You left me wondering how I will be alone.
Again, but even older, rejected I have been.

For now, I’ll loathe your accent on every mouth,
Even though I know it isn’t you to blame, but me,
For being too naive, and having forced you to love me.
Go away! Go away! With time, I’ll be okay!

 

 

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the ultimate humility, Poetry by Veena Veana

The ultimate humility:

frustration,

letting go of frustration;

pain,

letting go of pain;

anger,

letting go of anger;

Genre: Love, Life, Humanity

the ultimate humility by Veena Veana
Twitter: @veenaveana
veenaveana.com

The ultimate humility:

frustration,

letting go of frustration;

pain,

letting go of pain;

anger,

letting go of anger;

despair,

letting go of despair;

doubt,

letting go of doubt;

confusion,

letting go of confusion;

nothingness,

letting go of nothingness;

self,

letting go of self;

being kneeling

and rising.

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Things Left Unsaid, Poetry by Kaushik Roy

You know I’ve crossed mountains just to be right by your side.
Walked a hundred miles just to see your lovely smile
Baby, you may walk away
But honey, I’ll follow you to the ends of the world

Genre: Relationships; Love.

Things Left Unsaid by Kaushik Roy

You know I’ve crossed mountains just to be right by your side.
Walked a hundred miles just to see your lovely smile
Baby, you may walk away
But honey, I’ll follow you to the ends of the world

I want to kiss away the demons that haunt your dreams
I want to purify your silent empty thoughts
I want to let the world know
You’re more than what they see
You’re the glowing fields at night
Under a starry sky

God knows, he knows I love you so
Your eyes, they electrify my life
And your smile it makes me come alive
Hold me, save my wandering soul
Teach me, what it means to have the one

I want to recognise the beauty that’s in your heart
You are the flowing stream from my temple of thought

 

 

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Surrounded by Love, Poetry by Sancti-Fly Mama

Genre is Poetry Prayer/Surrounded by Love- Sancti-Fly Mama

 
Surrounded by Love by Sancti-Fly Mama

LAWS OF KINDNESS ARE ALL BEHIND THIS…BEFORE THE EVIL MATCH LIT ITS
NUGATORY FIRE, HE ALREADY CAST AWAY EVIL DESIRES OF WICKEDNESS AS
YOUR NUMBER ONE DISMISSED HIT; BOILING OVER IN YOUR BLOODLINE; STUCK
IN A THICK BATTERED CRUST OF YUMMY LOVE NUGGETS TO KILL DARKNESS
TRYING TO REFILL ITSELF INTO THE BREW OF YOUR MORNING BLISS, AS GOD
KISSES YOU UP. HIS LOVE NEVER FAILED YOU…YOU’RE SURROUNDED BY HIS
TRUTH; SMOTHERED IN HIS COVERS! HIS UNCONDITIONAL LOVE IS ON THE SIDE
AS YOUR SPIRITUAL GUIDE TO FLOW IN…PLENTY-MANY EPISODES LEFT
UNTOLD BY YOU WHEN YOU WERE DROWNING IN A FOISON OF UNTRUTHS, LIKE
A FOOL; HIS LOVE DID NOT HESITATE TO MAKE A WAY OF ESCAPE FOR YOU.

 
A DIVINE DELIGHT OF HIS REIGN KEEPING YOU SANE DESPITE ALL THE THINGS
YOU’VE BEEN THROUGH… CONFESSIONS OF INTERNATIONAL BLESSINGS OF NO
SHAME; WHY BOTHER WITH HEART TROUBLE AND HEART PROBLEMS…KISS
AND LICK YOUR FAITH WITH HIS LOVING GRACE TO RUN THE RACE PRESET FOR
YOU TO TRIUMPH, IN; ATTACKED IN THE BEST SIDE-TRACK OF THE EFFECTUAL
PRAYERS OF INTERCESSORS WHO PRAY NIGHT AND DAY FOR YOUR
SAFETY…TEACHING YOU HOW TO ALWAYS WIN; PUSHING YOU IN THE
KNOWLEDGE TO TURN ENEMIES INTO FRIENDS…KNOCKED UP IN LOVE!
INFECTED DAILY IN A PRAYER COMA, INSTIGATED BY YOUR HUSBAND/YOUR
WIFE TO KEEP YOU IN A SECURE COVENANT ENGRAVED AND PRESERVED IN THE
PROVENANCE OF A SANCTI-FLY LIFE.

 
HEAVEN AND EARTH SHALL PASS AWAY. YOU’RE WALKING IN TRUTH! NO MORE
CHAINS; A DIVINE DECREE OF BELIEF TO WALK IN THE WAY OF NO DEFEAT. YOU
HUFF AND PUFF ADDICTED TO BEING TOUGH; ACTING LIKE YOU’RE SO
HARD…AS YOUR GRANDPARENT’S LOVE AND PRAYERS CRIED OUT TO THE ONE
AND ONLY TRUE LIVING GOD, ON YOUR BEHALF; YOU MADE IT ON
THROUGH…DIDN’T YOU! YOU’RE SURROUNDED BY LOVE IN YOUR FACE AND
BEHIND YOUR BACK!

 
MAY YOU BE RUN OVER WITH FORGIVENESS AND TOLERANCE; DROWNING IN
COMPASSION AND RESPECT; KEEPING YOU AT RISK TO BE SURROUNDED BY
LOVE! YOU ARE SURROUNDED BY A LOVE THAT TOUCHES YOU AT ALL
TIMES…HE WILL NOT TAKE HIS HANDS OFF YOU. HIS LOVE-STAINS ARE ALL
AROUND; DRIPPING ON YOUR HEART RIGHT FROM THE VERY START; OILING
YOUR JOINTS TO POINT YOU TO HIS LOVE!

 

 

 

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