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I just gonna post my favor8 poetries..
Dear men , hope you find this interesting to read.....besides, you guys can learn smth..:)
" The only bad quality a woman has is that she doesn't know her true value ." Men should be kind and remind them from time to time...
Don't love her
Godfray May
Don't love her
Don't love her 'cos she's beautiful or isn't very fat,
don't love her 'cos she's nice to me, it isn't 'cos of that
Don't love her because she smiles a lot, or cuddles close in bed, don't love her 'cos she isn't hard, she's soft and warm instead.
I love her 'cos for however brief she's made me feel again, and I love her 'cos she found my heart and took away the pain.
Yes...I love her because she made me real and now I really know, I can reassess my life from now, and really start to grow.
Dear men , hope you find this interesting to read.....besides, you guys can learn smth..:)
" The only bad quality a woman has is that she doesn't know her true value ." Men should be kind and remind them from time to time...
Don't love her
Godfray May
Don't love her
Don't love her 'cos she's beautiful or isn't very fat,
don't love her 'cos she's nice to me, it isn't 'cos of that
Don't love her because she smiles a lot, or cuddles close in bed, don't love her 'cos she isn't hard, she's soft and warm instead.
I love her 'cos for however brief she's made me feel again, and I love her 'cos she found my heart and took away the pain.
Yes...I love her because she made me real and now I really know, I can reassess my life from now, and really start to grow.
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Re: Poetry lover
Sat, July 18, 2009 - 11:58 PMOK....thanks Glen...
The next poetry i wanna post is a little similar with the first one..hope u like it..
A WOMAN'S QUESTION
Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing
Ever made by the hand above?
A woman's heart, and a woman's life--
And a woman's wonderful love.
Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing
As a child might ask for a toy?
Demanding what others have died to win
With the reckless dash of a boy.
You have written my lesson of duty out,
Manlike, you have questioned me.
Now stand at the bars of my woman's soul
Until I shall question thee.
You require your mutton shall always be hot,
Your socks and your shirt be whole;
I require your heart be as true as God's stars
And as pure as His heaven your soul.
You require a cook for your mutton and beef,
I require a far greater thing;
A seamstress you're wanting for socks and shirts---
I look for a man and a king.
A king for the beautiful realm called Home,
And a man that his Maker, God,
Shall look upon as he did on the first
And say: "It is very good."
I am fair and young, but the rose may fade
From this soft young cheeck one day;
Will you love me then, 'mid the falling leaves
As you did 'mong the blossoms of May?
Is your heart an ocean so strong and true,
I may launch my all on its tide?
A loving woman finds heaven or hell
On the day she is made a bride.
I require all things that are grand and true,
All things that a man should be;
If you give this all, I would stake my life
To be all you demand of me.
If you cannot be this, a laundress and cook
You can hire and little to pay;
But a woman's heart and a woman's life
Are not to be won that way.
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Re: Poetry lover
Wed, July 29, 2009 - 11:06 AMi said you made me feel
the rest is her-story too.
The Scientist:
"He also knows there is no need to duplicate what already exists."
The Artist:
"She is neither intent on matching the unique nor able to do so."
Rudolf Arnheim
thepeacefulpub.yuku.com/forums/9
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Re: Poetry lover
Tue, August 25, 2009 - 1:08 AMLOVE IS ENOUGH
Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
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Re: Poetry lover
Thu, August 27, 2009 - 12:41 PMWhat is in the eyes of the Beloved,
the hearts with strings attached
that cannot be broken,
or seared into with vision blind;
sweet justice found waiting
in halls remembered.
A power greater than
one and one,
two together shining
in the sun;
bright eyes plainly see
every color, every shade.
glen wells (1950~) -
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Re: Poetry lover
Fri, August 28, 2009 - 6:19 AMThanks Glen for the lovely poetry. Your poetry made me write something about love. There's a new post on my blog. Look it up.
Take care,
Andrea
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