Romantic Poems
Chick
My sweet boy Even in your bad day's I love you We might not talk often but, just know that you cannot be replaced. I hope everything is going well, I miss you every single day,every hour and every min. My love for you is beyond words.
My dearest
Ohh my dearest........ I'd say iam lucky to have you in this lifetime. You're like something Devine which I cannot touch but feel the presence. You're like dream-so surreal. The lingering feeling, to hold you onto my arm. Ohh dear my dearest, Iam so in love with you. You're the first and my most precious. I hope our love to stay perennial..
Past, present and future.
Things fall apart; the centre will not hold. The best grow tired; the worst are bold. First rides War, in drone and steel, From Kyiv’s streets to Gaza’s seal. Putin’s tanks, Hamas’s fire, Old hatreds in new armour tire Second, Famine, thin and grim, Climate‑drought, war‑blocked grain with him. Sudan’s fields, Yemen’s port, Markets gamble, people short. Third, Pestilence, unseen, swift, Wuhan’s lab, the cargo lift. Masks and myths in equal share, Next plague bred beyond repair. Fourth, a shadow, self‑made night: Screens alight with endless fight. “Woke” and “bigot”, trade‑off dead, Union Jacks and prayers misread.
My beloved
Ohh dear if only you give me a chance I would love you unconditionally I would brag about our love I would keep you like a treasure
Regrets Part 1
Do I have regrets? Yes, I do. For not choosing my baby’s father wisely. My regrets are as endless as the stars that shine above Choices with consequences, Lost time, time that quietly fades away. Fleeting memories filled with the ache of lost love and moments I can never reclaim. Do I have regrets? Yes, I do. For choosing lovers who loved themselves more than they loved me. Do I have regrets? Yes, I do.
Where the Moon Remembers
I left my dreams beneath the tree, where silver shadows crossed the ground, and whispered all the things to me that no one else had ever found. The moon was hanging low that night, a quiet lantern in the blue, and every star became a light that somehow led me back to you. I walked along the empty road, with yesterday beneath my feet, carrying every hidden word I was too afraid to speak. Then morning slowly touched the sky, and painted gold across the gray. I watched the darkness fade and die, but somehow wished that it could stay.
My Wife
My Wife My wife is the one and Only Without her I feel lonely She is my support, she is my kind Her love has made me blind Whenever I need her, she is there This shows how much she cares She overlooks my shortcomings Often forgets, often forgiving Her cooking is wonderfully good I can't prefer another food Curious, intelligent and beautiful She lives clean and ever dutiful Cherishes honesty and likes dignity Very appealing but hates vanity My wife is the one and only Without her I feel lonely
Cupids Arrow
A faint caress, a soft whisper, a hidden love wrapped in the sweet scent of roses. A forbidden love, yet the gentlest ever seen. The heart aches, for Cupid’s arrow has been removed. A dilemma at stake for the heart aches for what it has lost. A dull ache continues to pulse, but life moves on as we wait for another Cupid’s arrow, hoping, praying that this time will be the last. Because the heart is broken, hanging on by a thread,and it cannot survive another broken dream.
Marking Time Part 2
What is mine will come at the right time, because He has proven Himself to me in so many ways. Someone once thought you would be a tomato seller,but you ended up bringing life through your hands. Look at how far He has brought you. Look at how He has blessed you. So we will continue marking time, waiting for our time, because there is no one like Him. And so, we mark time waiting, believing, holding on,
We Love, Part 3
I say,,Sweet love,,When am alone,,i do miss you Sweet love,,My cold room i do sit Sweet love,,The darkness holds no light A candle i do light,,For love to fill The flickering flame holds memory,,it keeps reminding me I see endless,,That' frozen cold It tears apart and claws at my soul Sweet love,,That flickering flame brings back Yes i get cold and sad Love so distant,,Love seems so far And tears i weep,,In my silence i cry Sweet love,,my tears,, i begin to think of you As my tears fall,i feel some warmth,All tears are warm,,Like love Warmth shines through,,And i know,,My tears are clear,,So my love,My conscience is true My love,,The warmth,,The tears of honey dew My past forgot those memory's of you My tears shine upon the candle light i smile,,And laugh,,My tears they sparkle The flickering flame,,The warmth,The fire and light