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English Poetry

Ceasing Bolshie

english-poem

Ye are stubborn, me a lover
Ye are candle with blazing wick
Me a moth in thy love sick
l’m blazed ye blaze ’tis a fame
Let’s see who wins the game

Ye are proud of thy splendor
Me finds my love everything
It is the slave, it is the king
Trial me, trial thee do claim
Let’s see who wins the game

Ye scare of unrolling disgrace
Me shock of thy severance
Ye lack means of love thence
My nerves are out of frame
Let’s see who wins the game

If my leaving soul leave its place
d live in the vale of thy heart
And no more it would be apart
To you then my love’l claim
Let’s see who wins the game

When the shade of thy bolshie
Would lose its long long length
And cease mighty raging strength
Say then the winning name
And see who wins the game

Anjum Aziz Abbas

Thinking of you My sweet

love-poem

Your special smile
your special face
You’re a special someone
I can’t replace
I Love You
and I always will
for you’ve filled a space
no one else can fill

Little Nutter

The moons a big white football,
The suns a pound of butter,
The earth is going round the twist,
And I’m a little nutter!

Submitted By: Kit Write

I can’t let you go

love-poetry

I can’t let you go, you’r stuck in my heart
I’ll follow you, where ever you want me
You were always there, from the very start
When I’m with you, I can finally see
As I sleep a peaceful dream, I think of you.
I won’t shed my tears, for I am always smiling
The love we created, is a thing couples do.
For every kiss, I feel like I’m flying
Whenever I see you, I feel so shy.
But these feelings I have, feels so right.
I thank my lords, high in the sky
Happy to hear your voice, once a night.

Time Out To Cry

All alone at the end of the day
The time, just a little past ten
Evening has come for a short stay
It’s time for her sorrow again
The smile on her face she’s been holding
Suddenly, she lets fall
And the feelings begin unfolding
She comes out of her personal wall
As the world settles down for the night
She awakens herself from a dream
The girl they thought had life going right
No longer the image she seemed
She takes off the disguise she’s wearing
Opens her heart to the truth
Now behind closed doors she’s not caring
About life, or love in her youth
She sits by the mirror spilling tears
And she cries by herself in the dark
Hours of acting like there’s no fears
Takes a lot from an empty heart
Inside she’s lonely and sad
But acts like she’s fine by day
In her misery, wishing she had
A friend, or a promise to stay
Ashamed of the truth she’s been keeping
Living hours in daylight a lie
This is the reason in darkness she’s weeping
Taking time out from each day to cry

Written by Shannen Wrass
Copyright © 1995 Shannen Wrass. All Rights Reserved

Submitted By: Shannen Wrass