From the day that i met you
i put my past to rest
for i realized in you
i have found the best
no more lonely days
and no more lonely nights
no more bouts with depressions
i will ever have to fight.
I go to bed and wake up
with you on my mind
the love that you show me
are truly hard to find
never a day will i ever
treat you unkind
this my love you should always
bear in mind.
Last night i saw a teardrop
falling from your eyes
was relieved when you said
that it was tears of joy
the joy of being held
in my loving arm
where you felt so comfortable
and safe from any harm.
Ours are a living proof
that true love do exist
as all the negativity around us
we so vehemently resist
and as we go on in life
happily together
i don’t pay a heed
to any rumors of you whatsoever.
Instead i light each night
with the fire of your eyes
and kiss your sweet lips
in a warm and tender bliss
i will never leave you
like you said others did
for hurting your feelings
my heart greatly forbid.
My dream in life is to always
make you smile
and for your happiness
i would walk a thousand miles
i’ll catch your teardrops
should they fall
and be at your every
beckons call.
I Cherish each moment
that i spend with you
for me no other will ever do
you are truly my happiness
my joy my pride
my love for you will live on
and never will subside.
~ Make Way ~”Make way”
A voice cried out
Loud and stern
That echoed throughout.
Who shouted out?
I could not see
Nor what was happening
So near to me.
Folk in the corridor
Moved out of the way
Hastily and some with crutches
Attempted the same.
The voice it cried out again
“Make Way”
Louder and nearer too
Now I saw who was to blame
An old woman on a mobility scooter
Along the corridor she came.
No lights
Nor horn
Just her bellowing cry
And stern look
For those who delayed
Such is the old
They are not afraid
When trusted with such
A device
Who is now - so afraid!!
Life.
To live, to die,
To hope for peace and harmony,
To love, to have joy and sorrow,
To have integrity and spirit.
To celebrate, to mourn,
To live and to die, is
Life.
11 Comments
April 21, 2007 at 8:16 pm
a little poem…
one bright day,
in the middle of the night,
2 dead men,
got up to fight….
back to back,
they faced each other,
drew their swords,
and shot at each other,
a deaf policeman,
heard the noise,
he came on the spot,
and shot the 2 dead boys,
if u dont believe,
this lie is true,
ask the blind man,
he saw it too!
well… that was a coded message the one happening to understand it please explain it to me :p
April 21, 2007 at 8:17 pm
Erm… to me too
April 23, 2007 at 4:12 pm
From the day that i met you
i put my past to rest
for i realized in you
i have found the best
no more lonely days
and no more lonely nights
no more bouts with depressions
i will ever have to fight.
I go to bed and wake up
with you on my mind
the love that you show me
are truly hard to find
never a day will i ever
treat you unkind
this my love you should always
bear in mind.
Last night i saw a teardrop
falling from your eyes
was relieved when you said
that it was tears of joy
the joy of being held
in my loving arm
where you felt so comfortable
and safe from any harm.
Ours are a living proof
that true love do exist
as all the negativity around us
we so vehemently resist
and as we go on in life
happily together
i don’t pay a heed
to any rumors of you whatsoever.
Instead i light each night
with the fire of your eyes
and kiss your sweet lips
in a warm and tender bliss
i will never leave you
like you said others did
for hurting your feelings
my heart greatly forbid.
My dream in life is to always
make you smile
and for your happiness
i would walk a thousand miles
i’ll catch your teardrops
should they fall
and be at your every
beckons call.
I Cherish each moment
that i spend with you
for me no other will ever do
you are truly my happiness
my joy my pride
my love for you will live on
and never will subside.
April 23, 2007 at 4:16 pm
hey! nice one
June 17, 2007 at 8:23 pm
viru5.. ena ene ti prob ek to poem la..
ene gro gro gro paradox dan tou verse..
:S
June 17, 2007 at 8:51 pm
tne resli remark sa?
June 27, 2007 at 8:13 am
i met a young woman
she lived in a mansion
she had so many boyfriends
she didn’t know what to do!
so she gave them away
June 27, 2007 at 7:16 pm
loll, to whom?
August 9, 2007 at 11:28 pm
~ Make Way ~”Make way”
A voice cried out
Loud and stern
That echoed throughout.
Who shouted out?
I could not see
Nor what was happening
So near to me.
Folk in the corridor
Moved out of the way
Hastily and some with crutches
Attempted the same.
The voice it cried out again
“Make Way”
Louder and nearer too
Now I saw who was to blame
An old woman on a mobility scooter
Along the corridor she came.
No lights
Nor horn
Just her bellowing cry
And stern look
For those who delayed
Such is the old
They are not afraid
When trusted with such
A device
Who is now - so afraid!!
Peter © 2007
August 9, 2007 at 11:31 pm
Well written as always
June 29, 2008 at 11:33 pm
Life.
To live, to die,
To hope for peace and harmony,
To love, to have joy and sorrow,
To have integrity and spirit.
To celebrate, to mourn,
To live and to die, is
Life.
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