Love Poem | Poems And Love Quotes

Let not the wind into your tresses or I will go into the wind
Let not seduction be your way or I will loose mine

Drink not with any old contender or I will drown in pain
Savor not your wine or I will turn red in sobriety

Lock not your hair or I will be locked in remorse
Twist not your hair or I will get twisted

ibex50 wrote:

Let not the wind into your tresses or I will go into the wind
Let not seduction be your way or I will loose mine

Drink not with any old contender or I will drown in pain
Savor not your wine or I will turn red in sobriety

Lock not your hair or I will be locked in remorse
Twist not your hair or I will get twisted

Loneliness, my cloak, flutters
As I run…faster than love
Out of its reach
I don’t see its arms…outstretched
Wanting to hold meNo…they do not exist
I do not want to be loved
I run…faster than feelings
I hide…where no emotions dare enter
Oblivion…is what I seekYet when I find my silence
And sit in its embrace
Picking at my wounds

Here is a poem that I wrote and had published which I think describes me.

Tears of a man

There was a man so proud and strong
Who tried so hard yet did no wrong
His life his love were torn apart
To leave him bleeding with a broken heart
The evil of money the evil of fame
Left him poor and ruined ne’er the same
But now he’s rich beyond compare
Because he’s found a life that’s bare
Of all the worldly wants and stress
A place of calm and peacefulness
Within himself his thoughts are true
It came to him out of the blue
And now the words of which he speaks
Cry out with love from mountain peaks
To tell the world a new day is dawning
Forget his past forget his mourning
Cause now he’s filled with fire again
The power of life is filling his brain
And telling his story
Of love life and glory


Very warm regards

Tony X

tonydarling52 wrote:

Here is a poem that I wrote and had published which I think describes me.

Tears of a man

There was a man so proud and strong
Who tried so hard yet did no wrong
His life his love were torn apart
To leave him bleeding with a broken heart
The evil of money the evil of fame
Left him poor and ruined ne’er the same
But now he’s rich beyond compare
Because he’s found a life that’s bare
Of all the worldly wants and stress
A place of calm and peacefulness
Within himself his thoughts are true
It came to him out of the blue
And now the words of which he speaks
Cry out with love from mountain peaks
To tell the world a new day is dawning
Forget his past forget his mourning
Cause now he’s filled with fire again
The power of life is filling his brain
And telling his story
Of love life and glory


Very warm regards

Tony X

Tony that is so lovely and open, been through a lot I think.  I empathise and hope that you are happy now and finding your way back.

Rx

The king of cups has had his day,  we both knew it would end this way, me discarded like a pawn, for now my princess she has gone, to find new love, to find new life , I hope that soon she'll be the wife ,of prince of  swords, or nobel man ,for now our love it's course it's ran..   the king of cups is strong and brave ,and all your memories he will save, of palaces and forest walks,of holding hands, and gentle talks, times of love,  of hope,of  joy, that prince of swords a lucky boy !!!    the king of cups will be all rite ,though no one holds him close at night,he still sleeps and dreams of then, the king of cups shall rise again!!!   the king of cups shall rise again , and go out with his chosen men, to dance and laugh, to sail and sing,, farewell  my love,, god bless... the king....

All I Can Do

Bright, bright sunlight glinting at me through the branches of the old oak tree
Glittering like diamonds through the swaying green leaves - Light so strong - I can barely see
Lifting me out of dark melancholy thought
Sitting here on the shorn grass I pick and examine a tiny perfect forget-me-not
In my mind I see you walking along that glorious sandy beach
So far away - So out of reach
I clearly see your warm brown eyes
As you gaze at the sea and the ever changing skies
Oh! How I wish I was there with you
Just us two
Walking barefoot in the sand
With you tenderly holding my hand
Gazing in my eyes leaning down to kiss my lips
Gently stroking my hair with your fingertips
Softly whispering in my ear
'I love you' That's all I've ever wanted to hear


On a beautiful sunny day like this - I can only dream can't I?
It's so easy to dream of wonderful things - When there is such a wonderful blue sky
I can only wish, can't I? -  Even though I know wishes don't come true
I can still dream and wish that one day I'll happily belong to you
Oh! Well, I guess that is really is all that I can do.

The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours.

The love that I have
For the life that I have
Is yours, and yours, and yours.

A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause
For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours, and yours, and yours

In my dreams I see you,
Touch your skin and feel your warmth beside me.
Feel your breath, hot in my mouth,
And think "Could this be real"?
Could it?

In daytime we talk and pass the time away,
Your presence close and vibrant.
But standing near, I ache to wrap you in my embrace
And hold you close;
Should I?

So often I have wanted to speak,
But find it hard to voice my thoughts.
And fears that I would cause distress
Keeps my feelings hidden.
Would they?

Will you take my hand,
And guide me to the place I thought was lost.
Where the only sounds are you and me
And perhaps, just perhaps, the sound of the sea.
Will you?

Might images that my conscience conjoured,
Take on solid form and depth.
And put me in that place so often seen through slumbering eyes,
Where souls, and minds, and bodies meet.
Where we might find the "Clouds and the Rain",
Then gently drift to eath again.
Could we?

Could these words ever come to pass?
Could these dreams ever turn to reality?
Could we give life to these wishes, and then,
Tomorrow, do it all again.
Could we?

Without the you, there is no passion
Without the passion, there is no hunger
Without the hunger, there is no desire
Without the desire, there is no fire
Without the fire, there is no burning
Without the burning, there is no warmth
Without the warmth, there is no feeling
Without the feeling, there is no touch
Without the touch, there is no body
Without the body, there is no volume
Without the volume, there is no shouting
Without the shouting, there is no difference
Without the difference, there is no similarity
Without the similarity, there is no reason
Without the reason, there is no future
Without the future, there is no present
Without the present, there is no you
Without the you, there is no me

My love is half a world away
and Continents and oceans lie between.
But she is with me every day
in words unspoken, sights unseen.

For, linking us, a silken bond
Spans continents and crosses oceans wide,
And though she lies the seas beyond
My love is always by my side.

When my love sleeps we meet in dreams
and know again that sweetest agony,
While in that other death it seems
that I, from corporal fetters free.

Transcend the mountains, cross the range
and, moving on swift wings, come once again
To where, in bliss both rare and strange,
There is no Now, there is no Then.

And all is timeless.  All is new
Yet known as if from centuries ago.
Where we can whirling planets view
And yet, ecstatic, only know

That we exist, all else forgot…………
Where nothing to each other is denied—
In dreams or waking, or seen by not,
My love is always by my side.

this is one i call 3 words.....

two hearts come together
those three words spoken forever
under the setting of the dying sun
the foolish ones try and run
away from the thing they fear
the one thing that keeps us all here
a commitment you can't undo
something that says i love you x x

A little poem I wrote a few months ago, it's called "Walking Through Hell",

I don’t know what I want anymore.
I thought you’d be the one.
It’s you now who I can’t ignore,
Now the faith has gone.

A stranger to my family, now just a friend to you,
I need to go and find myself; I’m not sure on what to do.
It’s time to shift my focus, which direction I can’t tell,
I’m living in a nightmare, and I’m walking through hell.

What doesn’t kill me shall make me stronger,
If I may last that little bit longer.
I know in the end it will turn out fine,
If I just accept you’re no longer mine.

Easier said than done, I’m pulling the trigger on this gun,
It’s direction I can’t tell, but either way I’m walking through hell.
And when it all freezes over, and the lights get switched on,
Time will repeat the process,
Until I find the one.

Professor Chaos


Try and see how this frees you,

Turn your situation into an opportunity.

Take your burning ambition, should that be to become an author, an explorer, a street cleaner or a philosopher.

Kindle the light inside you.

Time is on your side.

You can do almost anything, become almost anyone your heart desires.

Travel any country, pursue any vocation!

You are so fortunate!!!!!!!!!     


Oh and you also have 34 years extra (compared to me) in which to do it, and I ain't finished!!!

Yeah you're right DC, some nice words there

I wrote that poem when I was feeling really down about everything but I feel much better about it all now. It's kinda the reason I'm on here, got to keep moving forwards cause you cant go backwards!

roses are red, nuts are brown, skirts go up . pants go down, body to body, skin to skin,when its stiff, stick it in,it goes in dry, comes out wet, the longer its in, the stronger it gets, it comes out dripping and it starts to sag, its not what you think ? its a tetleys teabag/  sorry !

Go and stand in the corner, Mimmzy. (I'll see you later in my study).

OPP,s

Mimmzy wrote:

OPP,s

I should watch him if I were you.

He pretends to be a knight of the realm to get young ladies up the Orinoco!

Nonsense. That's my cousin Rancid.