Wednesday, May 18, 2005

imagine me a poet

i saw this article(comments section can't seem to link it) about love and i thought i could be a love poet , don't laugh at my poem it is my first so moments spare me sawa.

I dream of love like this
Where I will wake up with you by my side
When every day will be a day to look forward,
To your loving arms and smile
I will be by your side to love and cherish forever.

One day I will be yours
When we shall watch the sun as it sets
And wake up to an early sunrise
You by my side
When my soul will be your soul
When your soul will be my soul
Because I will be from your flesh.

One day you shall be mine
All mine to cherish
Everyday will be a day to celebrate
Our love for each other
And I will love you forever

8 comments:

  1. haiya and why not...who said there are rules...
    even akina mshairi and torments started somewhere...keep at it

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  2. Time to Love
    (Author Unknown)

    Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so they all prepared their boats and left. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to stay with the island until it started sinking. When Love was almost sinking, he decided to ask for help.

    Richness came by Love in a beautiful boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"

    Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."

    Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by, "Vanity, please help me!"

    "I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and you may damage my boat," Vanity answered.

    Sadness was close by so again Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you."

    "Oh...Love, I am so sad that I prefer to go alone!"

    Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not listen when Love called her!

    Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love became so happy that he even forgot to ask the elder her name. When they arrived on dry land, the elder went on her own way. Love asked Knowledge, another elder, the name of the elder who had helped him.

    "It was Time," answered Knowledge.

    "Time? But why did Time help me?" asked Love.

    "Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is," answered Knowledge.

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  3. Sweet!! plain sweet.

    yu know what? yu gotta start smwhere..so if this is yu'r first one as a poet, just know yu are doing really fine and yu have no reason to worry about anything...yu gonna get to Moments pretty soon.

    ...am with yu gal. go go go go and donn stop. am waiting for more.

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  4. i havent had a chance to say, thank you for stepping by my space.

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  5. Shiroh there are no rules. There is no right or wrong way to write poetry. As long as it comes from the heart (or several other places). So go ahead, write up a storm!!

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  6. Your first effort is very good. I find the best love poems are those that come straight from the heart. Well done!

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  7. When my soul will be your soul
    When your soul will be my soul


    Very beautiful and full of passion
    Welcome to the club!

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