A Slow Train to Gwalior, Poetry Video by Amitabh Mitra

Genre: Love

A Slow Train to Gwalior

Amitabh Mitra is a poet, visual artist  and a medical practitioner at East London, South Africa. He heads the Department of Emergency Medicine at Cecilia Makiwane Hospital, Mdantsane, Eastern Cape. Widely published, Amitabh’s love poetry revolves around the city of Gwalior, India to which he originally belongs.

Amitabh Mitra
http://www.amitabhmitra.com

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2016 LOVE Poetry Contest Winner & Finalists

Read the finalists for the 2016 LOVE Poetry contest. One of these poems will be made into a movie. To be announced on April 11th.

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Read the Winning POEM. Now this poem will have their poetry made into a movie:

LOVE: A MYSTICAL PARADOX, by Somali K. Chakrabarti
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/21/love-a-mystical-paradox-love-poetry-by-somali-k-chakrabarti/

Read the finalist LOVE Poems:

EVERYTHING IF LOVE, by Debra Tammer
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/21/everything-if-love-love-poetry-by-debra-tammer/

LOVE-FORESTS FIELD RAW ROMANCE, by Dr. Todd Harris
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/21/love-forests-field-raw-romance-love-poetry-by-dr-todd-harris/

ON THE WALLABY WITH YOU, by David J. Delaney
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/21/on-the-wallaby-with-you-love-poetry-by-david-j-delaney/

FOREVER NOT YOURS, by Gloria D. Gonsalves
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/22/forever-not-yours-love-poetry-by-gloria-d-gonsalves/

BE THREE, by Stephen Karnaghan
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/22/be-three-love-poetry-by-stephen-karnaghan/

JOURNEY FROM HELL TO EDEN, by Colin Guest
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/29/journey-from-hell-to-eden-love-poetry-by-colin-guest/

ASSIGNATIONS OF THE HEART, by Fayton Hollington
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/29/assignations-of-the-heart-love-poetry-by-fayton-hollington/

DEED TO PARADISE, by Derek Stephen McPhail
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/29/deed-to-paradise-love-poetry-by-derek-stephen-mcphail/

MY WHOLE HEART, by Buffy Sammons
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/30/my-whole-heart-love-poetry-by-buffy-sammons/

FOR YOU I FEEL, by Jessica Herr
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/04/04/for-you-i-feel-love-poetry-by-jessica-herr/

 

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FOR YOU I FEEL, Love Poetry by Jessica Herr

When I see your eyes I see the stars twinkle at night
When I hear your voice it gives my soul a delight
When I think of our closeness it gives my soul a rush
My feelings when we’re together is something no humans can touch

Part of the 2016 LOVE Poetry Festival.

FOR YOU I FEEL
by Jessica Herr

When I see your eyes I see the stars twinkle at night
When I hear your voice it gives my soul a delight
When I think of our closeness it gives my soul a rush
My feelings when we’re together is something no humans can touch
Deep deep inside my love for you has grown stronger
I want our time together to last a little longer
My fondness my feelings for you so strong so true
Especially when you thanked me for being me I knew our love has been proved
I would walk through fire for you to make your life right
Sword down demons so you have no difficulties getting through the night
Tear down your walls of impossible chances
Let you breathe easy while life gives you many dances
Someone like you is so special and true
Hard to recognize but destiny led me to you
One in a million like a diamond so rare
Only for you forever and always will my heart care.

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My Whole Heart, Love Poetry by Buffy Sammons

I will promise you to give my entire heart..
My Love, all I asked back is for you to give “us” a fresh start..
To breathe fresh life into my broken bones as well as our broken spirit to drip down into our very broken soul..

Part of the 2016 LOVE Poetry Festival.

I will promise you to give my entire heart..
My Love, all I asked back is for you to give “us” a fresh start..
To breathe fresh life into my broken bones as well as our broken spirit to drip down into our very broken soul..
Giving me your tender touch, your arms wrapped around me, it really helps me continue towards a goal..
To fight for all that I believe only together we can beat.. With our love I know that I can always face it, my sweet..
To my love, I ask you with all I am and and always will be..
You were my first true love and will be the last love that I ever have, and even then I could see..
I never used to believe in fate but the way you made for me fall for you so quickly it’s always been you that I absolutely adore..
So I beg of you on bended knees just open up your eyes and look into mine the way I remember you did before..
You have my whole heart and have been my entire life so now my love, please just be..
My other half and what may come because there is no cause to my fight if you are not here with me..
Anything is possible my love, so just believe that we still have a future but more so, a here and now…
With your hand in mine together it gives me hope and faith that we could beat absolutely anything somehow..
You are and have been for so long, my entire family, my best friend, and the love of my life..
Nothing could have made me more proud than the day that I became your wife..
We have been going through an awful lot of bad times right now but never for one second think..
That we haven’t had just as many good ones in fact a lot more great ones, it just reminds us that it can all be taken away in just a blink..
We can be happy again my love, I just know it, but from here on what I really do need..
Is positivity to keep me focused on your love for me, and strength to keep me up when the days get rough indeed..
I know it’s been a lot to ask but I will promise to give you all of me, my love, from deep down in my heart, soul, and so very much more..
With you by my side I can only beat this so that we will can make new memories and together we will again soar..
Just please help me in this fight because I feel so alone in the darkness sometimes, so don’t give up on me my love, for there will be no future for me, without you..
My world would be over without your arms holding me tight, your lips locked on mine, and your eyes in my view…

Dedicated to my true soul mate Matthew..
I will love you forever and always..
Buffy Sammons
..Still fighting..3-25-2016

 

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Deed To Paradise, Love Poetry by Derek Stephen McPhail

WITH YOU I HAD EVERYTHING

SHARING THE DEED TO PARADISE

BONE OF MY BONE, FLESH OF MY FLESH

THROUGH THE POWER OF LOVE

WE WERE BLESSED ONES

SHARING THE DEED TO PARADISE…

Part of the 2016 LOVE Poetry Festival.

Deed To Paradise
by Derek Stephen McPhail

VERSE 1

WITH YOU I HAD EVERYTHING

SHARING THE DEED TO PARADISE

BONE OF MY BONE, FLESH OF MY FLESH

THROUGH THE POWER OF LOVE

WE WERE BLESSED ONES

SHARING THE DEED TO PARADISE…   

 

CHORUS

THINK I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

LOVE HAS GIVEN ME STRENGTH

THINK I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

LOVE HAS GIVEN ME HOPE

THINK I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS

THE DEED TO PARADISE…

 

VERSE 2

PLAYED A TRICK ON MY SELF

LOSING THE DEED TO PARADISE

TEMPTED BY FORBIDDEN FRUIT

SQUANDERED OUR PRECIOUS LOVE

LOSING MY FAITH, NAKED AND ASHAMED

LOSING THE DEED TO PARADISE…

 

REPEAT CHORUS

I RECEIVED MY JUST REWARD

FINDING THE DEED TO PARADISE…

TAUGHT ME I WAS NOT ALONE

FORGIVING OTHERS, I FORGAVE MYSELF

WE ARE BLESSED ONES

FINDING THE DEED TO PARADISE…

Here is a link to the recorded version of “Deed To Paradise”, at:  https://soundcloud.com/spunkyuncle-1/deed-to-paradise-1.

 

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Assignations of the Heart, Love Poetry by Fayton Hollington

For lack of gumption, and all the assumptions, this needs to be kicked into gear.
Until that time, I’ll gaze upon and cherish thee, with all my love through eternity. … As day gives way to night, it’s in my dreams you’ll remain in sight.

Part of the 2016 LOVE Poetry Festival.

Assignations of the Heart
by Fayton Hollington

Rhythms of the heart beat I adore…. The touch, the sounds, the sights of which some day might be no more.

For lack of gumption, and all the assumptions, this needs to be kicked into gear.
Until that time, I’ll gaze upon and cherish thee, with all my love through eternity. … As day gives way to night, it’s in my dreams you’ll remain in sight.

The pulsation’s, the angst, the confusion, the fear, is a direct correlation to wanting you near…

Rhythms of the heart beat, I adore. … Though our destiny is uncertain, my feelings are clear, understanding my plight keeps the feelings in flight.

If there’s ever a concern, regarding this burning I yearn; do not distress, my compulsion to approach is near.

Walking through the empty street I’m feeling all alone, moon and stars guide me to a place that strikes unknown. I hear my footsteps clearly as they echo in my head, but didn’t see a single soul; I swore the streets were dead. …

I’m wandering lonely, feeling it hard, but I’m too frightened to relax my guard. … You possessed my thoughts, always on my mind, the one in my dreams I never thought I’d find. …

Around the next bend with no warning at all, as soon as I saw you I started to fall. I closed my eyes tight and started to run, until I had to admit my emotions had won.
You walked into my life, and right into my heart, but why didn’t I tell you, and now where do I start. …

With you on my mind; inducing suspension of time, I beg you for a moment to prepare. …

The time has come to be honorable and true with regards to my feelings for you. … The nerves, the fears, the anticipation the tears; are the reasons I need this to be clear. …

Emotionally, I was lost but now I’m found, though the price I’ll pay is high. …

You gave me your heart, and I tore it apart, with my selfishness and greed.

You gave me the chance to right my wrong, I’ve attempted through words, and attempted through song, but this cannot possibly go on. …

Denying your love and compassion, tenderness and satisfaction, undoubtedly, is the cause of this action. …

I’m setting you free from your attachment to me to ascertain my own self-worth. …

I’ll wander alone for the right type of tone to set my soul at ease. …

I’ll gather my feelings, my thoughts and my sorrows, but for now; there can be no tomorrow. …

If only for a moment, if only for a day; I could have loved you the right way.

If only…

Poet – Fayton Hollington
© All Rights Reserves

 

 

 

 

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Journey from Hell to Eden, Love Poetry by Colin Guest

From bombs and war I had left my home in search of a safe and better life

But little did I know that on the way I would meet the woman of my dreams

Part of the 2016 LOVE Poetry Festival.

Journey from Hell to Eden
by Colin Guest
 

From bombs and war I had left my home in search of a safe and better life

But little did I know that on the way I would meet the woman of my dreams

Since all jammed together on a rubber boat and seeing your frightened look

I knew I had to try to keep you safe from harm as we set off across the sea

With your long black windswept hair and eyes flashing like globes of light

It made me forget all about the dangerous crossing we were all then making

No longer did I think of death, but about a chance of our living in paradise

If we could but survive and reach the shore, I knew we would be together

The seas were rough, our journey fraught with danger throughout the night

At times I thought we would not survive the treacherous crossing and drown

But at last we reached the shore, where I held your hand and helped you off

On finding you were all alone with no friends or family to accompany you

I told you not to worry, I would protect and keep you safe from harms way

You nodded and understood I spoke the truth, then took my offered hand

Our journey then was hard to bear with hardship seeming endless everyday

We tramped for many long and weary miles with very little food and water

But no matter which country we passed through, no one wanted us to stay

From sunny days to nights spent huddled together with rain pouring down.

We comforted each other and prayed we would succeed in the end and live

Along with many other immigrants we trudged through fields deep in mud

You became so tired one day, you slipped from my grasp and fell to the ground

As I went to help you stand, the look of despair in your eyes made me feel sad

Once on your feet you cried, shaking in fright with legs aching from the strain

I held you close and told you not to cry, then supporting you, we carried on

After struggling on and coming to a small stream, we stopped to rest and drink

But although cold wet and hungry, we had no other choice but to keep on moving

At times, while passing through villages, a few people handed us food and drink

However, these times were few, with our continually hungry as we journeyed on

After countless long and seeming endless miles, we reached a friendly frontier

As we passed through, I kissed and held you tight, and thought about our future

We were lucky to find friends who managed to find us work and a place to live

Although at first our life was hard, together we did our best to make it a good one

Since then our love has grown ever stronger with smiles replacing looks of terror

Despite it hard to forget how difficult life once was, those days have now all gone

No more do we have to dodge bullets and bombs, for now we’re safe and sound

I bless the time we rode the boat together, for you have made my life complete

Now we are married and it safe to go outside, we feel ourselves living in paradise

Each time we walk along hand in hand, joy is in our hearts with love in our eyes

 

 

 

 

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BE THREE, Love Poetry by Stephen Karnaghan

Then 3 … like a quilt … joining person to person … family to family … spiritual … emotional attachments … all together …

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BE THREE
by Stephen Karnaghan

Then 3 … like a quilt … joining person to person … family to family … spiritual … emotional attachments … all together … as the sea takes revenge … and the molten hatred of earth’s heart … why not link to smooth natures wrath … in love with trees … in love with oceans … call out with passion … and what’s more …

but we know … we cannot pretend … it’s either the blanket or … each person with two to make three families responsible for … and why not include a tree … who is that trying to hide … for profit … oh poor fool … oh poor, poor fool .. the face will … and then … side splitting revenge on earth’s crust with … join and reject … join and reject … and politicians smile … as if they understand …

 

 

 

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FOREVER NOT YOURS, Love Poetry by Gloria D. Gonsalves

The mighty pulse dwelled majestically, ready to tango with

every last longing until inhales of flesh befitted desires.

So a creed of passion was written, thou shall devour every moan

until the combe overflows with nectar

Part of the 2016 LOVE Poetry Festival.

 

FOREVER NOT YOURS
by Gloria D. Gonsalves

 

You came and left fast like a thin Santa in a fat chimney

with promised gifts of goodness.

 

I remember your worshiping of my body like sacred petals of

a flower and heralding me your godly foreplay.

 

Your unsaid words showered me with deeds of heavenly award

that made Venus gasp with envy.

 

The kisses that you whispered to me were angelic hymns
of redemption, blooming what had long gone withered.

 

Caressing dormancy to awakenings of red purity and

passionate avalanches. Nothing of me was spared from melting.

 

I was flown into the heart of your eyes mirroring startling thirst

to be taken with the wings of adoration and submission.

 

Exhausted with imperfect melodies, you fine-tuned my hesitations

with forbidden baton of arousal.

 

Unleashing the timid façade, I dared to excel in the challenge

of unrestrained picnic with you.

 

The mighty pulse dwelled majestically, ready to tango with

every last longing until inhales of flesh befitted desires.

 

So a creed of passion was written, thou shall devour every moan

until the combe overflows with nectar.

 

Amidst my party of juicy emotions you were done and gone.

Alas, I was forever not yours!

 

©Gloria D. Gonsalves, 2015.

First published by SIBYL Magazine: For the Spirit and Soul of Woman, February 2015 issue.

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On the Wallaby with you, Love Poetry by David J Delaney

You know! It’s always great, to sit down with your mate
and talk of all the places that you’ve been.
Around the campfire light, beneath the stars so bright,
we reminisce on all the sights we’ve seen,
and, as we’re sitting back, the billy, old and black,
now boils and spits onto the campfire flame.
Then, looking back at you, I feel your love that’s true,
I’m pleased that you agreed to take my name.

Part of the 2016 LOVE Poetry Festival.

On the Wallaby with you
by David J Delaney

You know! It’s always great, to sit down with your mate
and talk of all the places that you’ve been.
Around the campfire light, beneath the stars so bright,
we reminisce on all the sights we’ve seen,
and, as we’re sitting back, the billy, old and black,
now boils and spits onto the campfire flame.
Then, looking back at you, I feel your love that’s true,
I’m pleased that you agreed to take my name.

So as I fill your cup, (beside your bluey pup)
again I’m drifting back to when we met,
was Brisbane at Rocklea, when you first noticed me,
I knew you were the one I had to get.
Now after all these years, including sometimes tears,
our love has just grown stronger everyday,
and while we’re on the road, we share each others load,
until we find another place to stay.

We talk of Wineglass bay, that Tassie summer day,
how we walked hand in hand along the shore.
Port Arthur’s famous jail, (where prisoners would wail)
were buried on that island by the score,
or when we stayed at Sale where hay I tried to bale
before we headed out to see Karween.
Then rode the scenic rail down in old Flowerdale,
We’ve never seen the land so lush and green.

And how we felt the chill, at ‘Eagle on the hill’
when building snowmen in the local park.
We read about a bloke (who struck the Sydney smoke)
at Stuart town once known as Ironbark.
At the Cervantes fair, we smelt the fresh sea air
and heard the poets spruik their very best.
With Tamworth’s country din, we merrily joined in,
we wore Akubras and a leather vest.

Then up in Kakadu I hung on tight to you,
when that large croc leapt at the boat for food,
and down near Uluru, that’s when you spotted ‘Blue’,
your charming way I just could not allude.
The river Todd’s a place, we went to watch a race,
and laughed at all those boats with hairy legs.
Then how could we forget, the Queensland far north wet,
those northerners who drink their beer from kegs.

If we did settle down, in some small country town,
we’d write a book as thick as ‘War and Peace’.
Of summers and the rain, of happiness and pain,
and oceans, birds, and jumbucks and their fleece,
though here we sit again, years travelled tally ten,
I know we’ll keep on moving for some time.
For you my darling love, I thank the Man above,
and sometimes write about you in my rhyme.

For now, I’ll write a song by this old billabong,
of how we like to hold each other tight.
And while you stroke blue’s ear, I turn and say, ‘My dear,
you’re perfect like the Kimberleys tonight’.
I knew it from the start, back when you stole my heart
there’s nothing in the world I’d rather do
than have you by my side, my love I just can’t hide,
when touring ‘on the wallaby’ with you.

David J Delaney
18/01/2011 ©

Outright winner, Reef Writers & Port Douglas Gazette poetry competition 2011.

 

 

 

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