beautiful poems

[netsfan549]

Anybody here know good poems? I want to tell one to my gf lool

[Captain Kirk]

One of my favorites by Francis William Bourdillon

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.

[B-Low]

I'm sorry but i have to. I just...have to.


In the spare of the moment I looked to your eyes for the easy comfort that I'd looked for seeing the slow moving waves swaying but a rapid uncontrollable tide set ablaze only seeing me in the reflection knowing I was the cause.

In the spare of the moment I knew that what I thought was freedom was but a sentence to life in your tormenting prison.

In the spare of the moment I knew that the illusion that I thought was love was but a trick of evil deception locking me away in the depths of your heart.
In the spare of the moment I knew I had given it to you, I knew that I had given you the satisfaction to control my life. I left for you, after these words you con me into saying and you stole it away before I knew what I had done and when I realized it I thought I could break it but I couldn't because that was part of it to give you more power.

In the spare of the moment I thought I had broken your spell that you so simply called love not knowing its lingering affects. Not knowing I had sealed more a long hand delivered what you wanted straight to control, you wanted me to say it then scare me into denial thus leaving me to run trapping myself. In the spare of the moment my life was over, I was at your disposal, I died there in an instance.

In the spare of that very moment you used your "love” to leave me with but guilt and despair and I figured I couldn’t help it as this power was too great for my soul to contain so you harness it to your own power. I gave you the reins to my heart for you to whip me for the rest of my life and yet every lash left a tiny but indefinite painful scar for me to live with and show. You had everything you could possibly want and I gave it to you. In the spare of the moment.

...........In the spare of that very moment you won.

....In that moment I died

... In that moment love changed all and transformed to power.....

In that moment love chained me down.

Love can shift the tables..............*whispers and fades* in the spare of.....a moment.

[ROCSteady]

I write solid poetry. Some of my words could get your gf panties wet mos likely

[Captain Kirk]

I write solid poetry. Some of my words could get your gf panties wet mos likely

I dare ya to give me a boner, I dare ya!

[Agent_Zero]

anne sexton has some great love poems. try some of t.s. eliot's work too.

[Jailblazers7]

Look into Percy Shelley's works.

Here's one from Percy.


Love's Philosophy

The Fountains mingle with the Rivers
And the Rivers with the Oceans,
The winds of Heaven mix forever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine? --

See the mountains kiss high Heaven
And the waves clasp one another;
No sister-flower would be forgiven
If it disdained its brother,
And the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What is all this sweet work worth
If thou kiss not me?

And of course I can't come into a poetry topic and not mention Walt Whitman.

[ROCSteady]

I dare ya to give me a boner, I dare ya!

ha I've never really shared it but I'm not afraid. Jus figured nobody would care enough so I keep in my personal notebook

[rufuspaul]

I'm sorry but i have to. I just...have to.

Most romantic ISH post ever.

[craigthomasb]

I dare ya to give me a boner, I dare ya!



quick reverse action him!!!


my fav poem


I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.
In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

probably not one to tell your girl, but its great

[heyhey]

“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan’s men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)”

I really like this one

[miller-time]

David Brent

I froze your tears and made a dagger
And stabbed it in my **** forever
It stays there like Excalibur
Are you my Arthur?
Say you are

Take this cool dark steeled blade
Steal it, sheath it
In your lake
I drown with you to be together
Must you breathe?
Cos I need Heaven

[ROCSteady]

Surely posters like Jasi and Rufus know some serious poetry, being the sensitive men of heart that they are.

[Dresta]

I'm sure she'll like this one OP:

Love by Philip Larkin

The difficult part of love
Is being selfish enough,
Is having the blind persistence
To upset an existence
Just for your own sake.
What cheek it must take.

And then the unselfish side –
How can you be satisfied,
Putting someone else first
So that you come off worst?
My life is for me.
As well ignore gravity.

Still, vicious or virtuous,
Love suits most of us.
Only the bleeder found
Selfish this wrong way round
Is ever wholly rebuffed,
And he can get stuffed.

[warriorfan]

[QUOTE=Dresta]I'm sure she'll like this one OP:

Love by Philip Larkin

The difficult part of love
Is being selfish enough,
Is having the blind persistence
To upset an existence
Just for your own sake.
What cheek it must take.

And then the unselfish side

[Akrazotile]

Large
Heavy
Patiently waiting to be seen in its turn
Impressive
Glorious
Knowing it will make haters' jealousy burn
Showing
Growing
The time draws near but it's still waiting
Beastly
Breathtaking
To multiply the number of the Finals rating
Impossible
Incredible
Perfect in scope like a put-on sock
I have only
Two words
LEBRONS. ****.

[CavaliersFTW]

I'm sorry but i have to. I just...have to.
:roll: :roll: :roll:

[BlakFrankWhite]

Do you know what's worth fighting for?
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?

Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins
When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul

Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins

Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to your fire
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone?

[rufuspaul]

anne sexton has some great love poems


Yeah, this one is particularly romantic:


Wanting to Die
BY ANNE SEXTON

Since you ask, most days I cannot remember.
I walk in my clothing, unmarked by that voyage.
Then the almost unnameable lust returns.

Even then I have nothing against life.
I know well the grass blades you mention,
the furniture you have placed under the sun.

But suicides have a special language.
Like carpenters they want to know which tools.
They never ask why build.

Twice I have so simply declared myself,
have possessed the enemy, eaten the enemy,
have taken on his craft, his magic.

In this way, heavy and thoughtful,
warmer than oil or water,
I have rested, drooling at the mouth-hole.

I did not think of my body at needle point.
Even the cornea and the leftover urine were gone.
Suicides have already betrayed the body.

Still-born, they don

[RidonKs]

better to belch and bear the shame,
than to squelch the belch and bear the pain!