by White Wolf |
Categories:
art, beauty,
Shadow not over the words of love
Love is a language known only to the heart
Hear it in the wind and the birds above
Paint it on a canvas skin and call it art
Eternal beauty walks among us all
Seekers of knowledge may know its name
But true wisdom lies in hearing its call
As the oceans cause the moon to wane
Its gentle touch, abundantly crystalline
Euphoric in nature, its secret is kept
With its healing powers all part divine
Though many an angel from love has wept
Compassion and caring, make love's trinity
And kindness a guide that leads to bliss
So make love your one and true reality
For you are worth much more than this
by Sandip Goswami |
Categories:
life, love, philosophy,
I asked to my father
Baba, What is life?
He politely said to me, "Life is Duty ."
I asked to my mother
Maa, What is life?
She said to me with smile, "Life is Responsibility ."
I asked to my teacher
Sir, What is life?
He said to me with love, "Life is Education ."
I asked to my spiritual master
Gurujee, What is life?
He said to me with confidence, "Life is Devotion ."
Today my son who reads in class nine
Asked me
Babai, What is life?
I have said to him, "Dear, You are my life ."
(Father means BABA, BABAI and Mother means MAA in Bengali language. Gurujjee means spiritual master in Indian society)
by Jessica Bateman |
Categories:
lovesweet, love, sweet,
Love is like magic
And it always will be.
For love still remains
Life's sweet mystery!!
Love works in ways
That are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
That love cannot change!!
Love can transform
The most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
And sweetness and grace.
Love is unselfish,
Understanding and kind,
For it sees with its heart
And not with its mind!!
Love is the answer
That everyone seeks...
Love is the language,
That every heart speaks.
Love can't be bought,
It is priceless and free,
Love, like pure magic,
Is life's sweet mystery!!
by Mike Bayles |
Categories:
bird, good morning, loneliness, longing, missing you, nature,
The sweet breeze through the window
asks nothing as unseen birds call.
It asks nothing of the sun
as it sweeps across yards,
yet it whispers to waking dreams.
My dreams ask,
Did I love too much?
behind my mind’s eye,
visions
and what do they mean
when we give of ourselves
so fully we are spent.
Now I’m alone.
Canadian geese gather
crowding a path along the river
as the day passes,
so consumed with each other
they ignore the mothers
and children who pass.
A ski jet slaps waves,
and the river breathes.
The gaggle whispers among itself,
and nature speaks a language of her own.
by Phil Capitano |
Categories:
language, poetry,
Writing is dancing with words...
a titillating tango with verbs delicious...
a sultry waltz with rhythm and meter...
a hot rumba with randy adjectives...
a forbidden dance with unnamed nouns...
if this has not left you wanting more
then I shall dance with words no more.
Poetry is a pure passion play
of alliteration and words dancing in line,
a quick-stepping, twin-tapping salsa,
a seductive rhapsody in rhyme,
moving metaphors, measure and time…
my love is wrapped in this poetry
so will you please come dance with me?
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
feelings,
I,
woman,
love life, so
I celebrate
every little joy
whether spent with my friends,
family, or just myself!
I follow the Golden Rule, for
kindness guides me; also I’ve learned that
smiling is the universal language!
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
love, universe,
Twin Flames
one flame flickers blue
as love awakes a journey
connecting a friend
as red flame sparks holding hands
tame harmony remains “Love”
te amo
holding each other
our own little universe
communicating
in a language all our own
burning one unified flame
jet ’aime
flickering flame sings
orange green red blue one soul
passionate love grows
candle ignites luminous
holding my heart existence
I love you
3/4/2016
I love you in Spanish, te amo and France, Jet ’aime
Poetry Contest :Twin Flames
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron
by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories:
love, romance, words,
Lips dance,
flirt together -
romance.
Sweet breath -
language of love
‘til death.
Hearts flared -
poetic words
declared!
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, 11/25/14,
for Nette Onclaud's Whispers of a Muse - Poetry Contest
by Gary Smith |
Categories:
bird, humorous, language, pets,
My parrots name was Captain Flint,
Boy that bird could swear.
I never invited visitors,
So blue was the air.
He'd squawk "pretty effing polly"
Or "give us a cracker you t##t"
I'd never heard such swearing,
I never taught him that.
I bought him off a sailor
Who was heading back to sea,
He said to me, "you'll love him
He's such good company."
And what he said was right
He entertained, it's true.
I said "who's a pretty boy then"
He squawked, " well not effing you !"
The profanities just got too much,
I sold him, with regret.
But the house seems so quiet now,
Without my 'effing' pet !
by Vijay Pandit |
Categories:
care, friendship, love,
Tender touch gently soothes an ailing soul
Wordless discourse greets eyes of love
A mother's hug comforts her child's ego
Love is the force that makes the world go
Kinder hearts ache sensing others' pain
A prayer mightily calls for suffering to end
Flowers of goodwill shed feelings of woe
Love is the force that makes the world go
Words of care resonate in any language
Noble deeds of strangers justly amaze
A message of peace triumphantly echos
Love is the force that makes the world go
Love received, gives, and regenerates
It multiplies, compounds, and propagates
Love is the force that elevates the world
September 7, 2018
by Vijay Pandit |
Categories:
flower, rose,
Sparkling white pearls in sun-rays gold
Adorning dew drops glint-morning arose
On silken-red aura, petals velvet unfold
Flaunting glamour of expressions bold
Exuding fragrance floral splendor chose
Luring passions heart rhythms compose
Revealing hints endearing sights disclose
In language of love, poise of ruby rose.
August 26, 2022
Eight Lines of Rhyme-Your Favorite Flower
Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
life,
“Why can't we all just get along”
Rodney King once uttered these words
As current today as it was back then
Our “head in the sand” thinking, it disturbs
We're all just members of the human race
Why divide us up, us and them
Brothers that will meet our maker one day
What's so very important until then
In the overall scheme of earthly things
Only love should rise above all
Colour, language and religion all secondary
Co-existence must be installed
Maybe I'm just whistling in the wind
But if my small voice does make a difference
Then hear me loud and clear as I shout
To reject it is a display of ignorance
by Okonkwo Ifeanyichukwu |
Categories:
blessing, care, christian, cute love, friend, friendship, giving,
Love is the wine of life
It intoxicates beyond all
Human boundaries
Love is a pollination agent
It spreads far above all
Races and tongues
Love is an endless river
That flows to all land
The song of love rules
All ears and ages
Our body and soul is tied
Together by love
Love is the best language
In the universe because
Love melts mountains of obstacles
by Patricia Cresswell |
Categories:
poetess,
Poetess
i am the twisted sister of a twister
lava lady just learning to boil
my words erupt
yes they are mine
no matter the language
age or blasphemy
i will bid and they will obey
the garnet blood of passion
be it love or otherwise
will spread its intoxicating infusion
to heat the feeble mind to intensities
that will make the priest weep in his vows
and down in the dives where the hip grinding
sweat soaking miasma of lust cradles
blues will be reborn
I am the queen bee dripping with honeyed pearls
she who scratches with a stick in mud
plays keys full of white lightening
here to spread sweet hot spice
on a gray woolsock world.
by Robertina B. |
Categories:
encouraging, inspirational, love,
Lost in love
The age of innocence..
A soft breeze surrounds..
Lost in love
As the fountain of truth implodes within..
Loss of words ..
In a moment of sweet bliss..
Gloriously..
Chanting a heavenly song..
A gentle caress..
Filled with validation of profound love..
Lost in love..
An infusion of eurphoria..
Where there lies no boundaries..
Lost in your eyes of Universal language..
Love is..
The life force..
Lost in love
Strength is gained..
Seek the only truth..
Which is love..
by Shaira Cawaling |
Categories:
for him, friend, hate, hope, hurt, language, love,
No good mornings
No good nights
You just know I'm fine
And it's killing me inside
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
beautiful, bird, flower, love,
~ Mountains ~
(Double Choka)
Over the mountains
Sun shines in all its splendor
Beautiful trees stand out tall
Birds assemble there
Eagles soar right to the top
Wild flowers covers the ground
Blue mountains stand grand
Deers and bears roam all around
Eyes can't get enough nice scene
All trees seem to glow
You can feel God's loving touch
Breathe in enjoy all the view.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
July.24.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~ Author's Notes :
The " Choka " is a Japanese poetry form or style.
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
angel, beautiful, emotions, love,
~ My Dearest Darling ~
( Cinquain Double )
Here just
Dreaming of you
Kissing you, loving you
'Neath full moon, stars, day, night, all time
My Love
You are
My shining star
My only one true love
My love for you will always glow
So true.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
August.29.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The " Cinquain " is a poetry form or style developed by the Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
beautiful, love, moon, stars,
~When The Night Comes~
(Lanterne Suite)
When
night comes
it's time to
relax sleep
too
The
chores are
nearly done
mark end of the
day
Night
creeps
in again
and it's time to
dream
The
moon shows
thru dark clouds
and stars brightly
shine.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2011
July.31.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
~Author's Notes:
The " Lanterne " is a Japanese form or style shaped like a lanterne.
by Silent One |
Categories:
love,
I have no words to use that can define,
this task so tough to find my lover's name.
In hope, I wait for my soul to refine,
before my heart becomes old with this game.
This language they call love has no restraint,
yet, still I search for tongue which echoes mine.
Perhaps there is no one who can acquaint,
and yet, I yearn that love becomes my shrine.
Upon this path, one can feel all alone,
when walking with no one to hold your hand.
Enraged with fate one may start to bemoan,
despite all your attempts, unloved you stand.
True love, like leaves in Spring, transcend in life;
be patient heart, for growth is always rife.
Silent One
Written 28 May 2016
by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories:
culture, people, race,
I approach her with the same
Love I approach my family with.
Her skin is black.
I try to speak a few words in her
Native language to welcome her.
Her skin is brown.
I married a Chinese/Hawaiian
and our child is beautiful.
His skin is yellow/brown.
I write poetry about the Native
Americans to celebrate them.
Their skin is red.
I fit in with every race because
My color contains all colors.
My skin is white.
© Connie Marcum Wong
Note: In honor of all the recent innocent deaths.
by Dah Dahlusion |
Categories:
absence, age, dark, lonely, loss, love, spiritual,
Between happiness and sadness
—silence; an angel prays:
I kiss the loneliness of old people,
their temples like handfuls of winter;
their hearts
are used baggage,
waiting;
memories speak to them,
they smile and
tell me stories from their youth
—sadness falls;
silence passes unspoken
—they remember the dead.
I kiss the loneliness from their temples
and sadness lifts from their mouths.
———————————————————————
From my first book: 'In Forbidden Language'
©dah / Stillpoint Books 2010
all rights reserved
Search Amazon Books: "in forbidden language/dah"
by Sandra Hudson |
Categories:
inspirational, love, mother,
Mother, you're the lighthouse
That illuminates my path
Mother, Your the advisor,
and consoler of my wrath
Mother, you're the toothpaste,
that keeps my language clean
Mother, your the glasses
that keep my vision keen
Mother, you're the walking cane
that guides me along the way
Mother, you're the crimson rose
I stop to smell each day
Mother, you're the safety pin
when things won't come together
Mother, you're my rainbow
right after stormy weather
I thank God for all you do
and what you mean to me
I love you Mom, I always will
For all eternity
by Dorian Petersen Potter |
Categories:
angel, beautiful, emotions, love, , sweet love,
~My Very Sweet Love~
(Hotan Linked )
Here I am my sweet love
Love, I'm waiting here for you
You mean the whole world to me
Me and you
You're here in my heart
Heart, mind, soul
Soul and heart loves you
You're all I want, I long for
For you I dream of.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016
March.03.2017
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain
~Author's Notes:
The Hotan is a Japanese poetry form or style.The Hotan gets its name for being a combination of a Haiku (hokku = ho) and a Tanka (tan).
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
life, love, nature,
THE BARBARIAN
Oh Nature,
How much your language of harmony would I
Love to learn
So as
A barbarian in the midst of your celestial design to
Remain no more!
© Demetriios Trifiatis
18 OCTOMBER 2013