<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807</id><updated>2011-12-14T13:52:44.995+01:00</updated><category term='Waiting for Love'/><category term='Broken hearted'/><category term='Hidden emotions'/><category term='Love Poems'/><category term='Love unconditional'/><category term='Hurting'/><category term='Love undefined'/><category term='Lost Love'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Love unrequited'/><title type='text'>RuuD'S POETRY CRIB</title><subtitle type='html'>Poetic thoughts, feelings impressions and expressions... The sync, groove, motion, symphony, symbolism... Its all about Poetry!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-4479496774552683623</id><published>2011-12-03T04:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T04:47:09.819+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving thoughts of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till the day roses are no longer red and violets, blue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dogs don't bark, cats don't mew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And in the harmattan skies there is no dew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart will be filled always with loving thoughts of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-4479496774552683623?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/4479496774552683623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/12/loving-thoughts-of-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4479496774552683623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4479496774552683623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/12/loving-thoughts-of-you.html' title='Loving thoughts of you'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-682822315574063406</id><published>2011-12-02T05:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T07:38:06.063+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love undefined'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love unrequited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Moonlighting strangers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as we choose to be so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;shadowed, unopen hearts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;feelings true stoppered in stifles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;permitted not to revel wild and free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as the stares are insensate and blank,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;blinds drawn across the only windows to beyond,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;leaving the tears to swell within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and cracks on these fragile walls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as love is not returned in kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and pride stands out front like a shimmering shield,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;these grounds continually repel cession,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;moonlighting strangers we remain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-682822315574063406?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/682822315574063406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/12/moonlighting-strangers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/682822315574063406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/682822315574063406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/12/moonlighting-strangers.html' title='Moonlighting strangers...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-7255102801060300525</id><published>2011-11-06T12:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T12:08:21.928+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love unconditional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Everyday I wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Wish you near,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Wish away your every fear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Wish you show some care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Wish your days are mine to share,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Wish you see into my heart's bare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Wish all murky be forever clear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Wish you bold to take this dare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="'font-size:12.0pt;font-family:Calibri;mso-fareast-font-family:"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish your's is the love to light my eternal flare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-7255102801060300525?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/7255102801060300525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/11/everyday-i-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/7255102801060300525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/7255102801060300525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/11/everyday-i-wish.html' title='Everyday I wish...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-1107025189389408959</id><published>2011-11-06T11:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T11:51:04.377+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Pretty eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Oh &lt;/span&gt;‘&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;em pretty eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;First glimpse caught a at the train station,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Silently they beckoned,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Tendrils of a plea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Come to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Take away this lonesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Be the love I seek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Say you are the man to make me complete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;But fear clasped my feet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;Chained its walls was my tongue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;And just like it never was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;The moment passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;In regret I look back and long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="'font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-font-family:"&gt;And in my head the question rages on,&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever see those pretty eyes again!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-1107025189389408959?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/1107025189389408959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/11/pretty-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/1107025189389408959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/1107025189389408959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/11/pretty-eyes.html' title='Pretty eyes...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-4475431658394071045</id><published>2011-10-05T17:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T17:40:53.012+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love unconditional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Miss you so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do I miss you so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Far apart or a stone's throw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feelings like an arrow without a bow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A farmer in the fields with no hoe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How come you never know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That in my heart you leave an undeniable glow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Joy whiter than the purest snow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And your silence is a fatal blow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What would it take to show,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Make you see the seeds in me you sow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each passing day how they grow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So much that now I can bear not to see you go&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-4475431658394071045?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/4475431658394071045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/10/miss-you-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4475431658394071045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4475431658394071045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/10/miss-you-so.html' title='Miss you so...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-7701867238132005196</id><published>2011-10-04T16:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T17:02:35.597+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love unconditional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>As long as you are happy (I am happy too)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will watch you walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brow beat yet barely furrowed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But as long as you dance with glee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am happy too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pain in my heart swells to fill a gulf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the chasm widens with every beat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But as long as there is that big smile on your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am happy too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At night in my bed I shrivel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wrapped by cold, lonely and despair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But soon as I think of you in warmth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am happy too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-7701867238132005196?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/7701867238132005196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-long-as-you-are-happy-i-am-happy-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/7701867238132005196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/7701867238132005196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-long-as-you-are-happy-i-am-happy-too.html' title='As long as you are happy (I am happy too)'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-8511596253964681205</id><published>2011-04-28T18:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:51:44.892+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love unconditional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>In my heart she still resides</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wished on Urania I did,&lt;br /&gt;And wisdom was bestowed me,&lt;br /&gt;Off came the scales,&lt;br /&gt;Love divine conjured by a whisper,&lt;br /&gt;I held her hands, touched her hair,&lt;br /&gt;Felt the rough edges on her face,&lt;br /&gt;Slept in the warmth of her embrace&lt;br /&gt;And for once I knew…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared with her riches held nothing,&lt;br /&gt;All gems the world over couldn’t peer,&lt;br /&gt;In her face all gold is but a mere salt pinch,&lt;br /&gt;At her feet, silver ranked par with muck,&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds, rubies were mere rocks daily trod by foot,&lt;br /&gt;Verges and thrones vestige of distant relics…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved her to death,&lt;br /&gt;No thought for detriment or health,&lt;br /&gt;For inside and out,&lt;br /&gt;Her radiance never sleeps,&lt;br /&gt;Always alive with a beauty unmatched,&lt;br /&gt;Neither the moon’s luminescence,&lt;br /&gt;Nor the star’s glistering sparkles,&lt;br /&gt;Could cast a shadow of doubt upon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her presence only good I see&lt;br /&gt;And all good things are mine,&lt;br /&gt;At her hands, a cornucopia of delights,&lt;br /&gt;Abundance devoid of numbers,&lt;br /&gt;Green as the land where plenty is norm,&lt;br /&gt;Where peace reigns and looms large&lt;br /&gt;And at heart, again I become bairn…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly now, she is no more,&lt;br /&gt;And all that I’d known only in pages,&lt;br /&gt;Gone like the strewn leaves from autumn trees,&lt;br /&gt;Far off in places I only dream to reach,&lt;br /&gt;A life I can barely dare to live,&lt;br /&gt;But in my heart she still resides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-8511596253964681205?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/8511596253964681205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-my-heart-she-still-resides.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/8511596253964681205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/8511596253964681205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-my-heart-she-still-resides.html' title='In my heart she still resides'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-6833441173056594364</id><published>2011-04-28T18:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:32:42.493+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love undefined'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love unconditional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Come back again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You love me then leave,&lt;br /&gt;far off and miles to walk,&lt;br /&gt;still I come back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you let me in,&lt;br /&gt;then turn around to close me out,&lt;br /&gt;still I come back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you feed me crumbs,&lt;br /&gt;ground in tatters, bits and pieces,&lt;br /&gt;still I come back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hide behind that mask impassive,&lt;br /&gt;while my emotions run and go to waste,&lt;br /&gt;still I come back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lift me high to the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;then douse the flames in icy cold jets,&lt;br /&gt;still I come back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer do I see my angel,&lt;br /&gt;but blinded I am and love the more I feel,&lt;br /&gt;so still I come back again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-6833441173056594364?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/6833441173056594364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-back-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/6833441173056594364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/6833441173056594364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/04/come-back-again.html' title='Come back again...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-4360888474235777947</id><published>2011-02-26T09:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T15:03:49.913+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poems'/><title type='text'>I try...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I try my best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;God knows I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;to be again the man from the beginning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bring back the times of rosiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and stakes touching the earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I try from my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the Angels can testify this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but this isn't the beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and you, not the girl from then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;rosy days are now covered in frost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;stakes raised far to lofty, dizzying heights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still I try with what might left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;waves return to kiss shore again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the moon dances complete round to zero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if dead bones have risen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;love gone awry can yet blossom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so...again and again, I try!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-4360888474235777947?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/4360888474235777947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-try.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4360888474235777947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4360888474235777947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-try.html' title='I try...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-3888287202901108099</id><published>2010-10-26T00:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:09:55.153+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurting'/><title type='text'>What more to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it hurts bad,&lt;br /&gt;and i feel so very sad,&lt;br /&gt;but there's room not to be mad,&lt;br /&gt;neither recluse like a precluded quad,&lt;br /&gt;so i play the good ol' jolly lad&lt;br /&gt;give that look of old, worn fad,&lt;br /&gt;slight not even just a tad,&lt;br /&gt;for love sometimes is hard,&lt;br /&gt;harsher than a game of gambler's card,&lt;br /&gt;on board you can win a steamy bowl of lard,&lt;br /&gt;or lose a hefty stash of wad,&lt;br /&gt;in the end its up to you and what you had,&lt;br /&gt;see what robes your luck's clad,&lt;br /&gt;be it whole, splinter or shard,&lt;br /&gt;take stock &amp;amp; make it meriting gloomy or glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-3888287202901108099?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/3888287202901108099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-more-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/3888287202901108099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/3888287202901108099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-more-to-do.html' title='What more to do...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-8641360816754076301</id><published>2010-10-25T23:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:56:42.839+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting for Love'/><title type='text'>Longing for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I long for you...&lt;br /&gt;your silence,&lt;br /&gt;deep and full of tranquil,&lt;br /&gt;when hearts concord,&lt;br /&gt;commute to heights undefined,&lt;br /&gt;mysticism more than the puzzle of science&lt;br /&gt;beauty beyond the finest offerings of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for you...&lt;br /&gt;your place,&lt;br /&gt;bodies shared with the heavens,&lt;br /&gt;breaking bread in the presence of celestials,&lt;br /&gt;couched in the bosom of untainted peace,&lt;br /&gt;bliss in tufts of  ever infinitesimal&lt;br /&gt;yet overly suffice than a lifetime of riches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for you...&lt;br /&gt;your moments,&lt;br /&gt;rocked to the soothing symphony of passion,&lt;br /&gt;infinite measures of joy and free,&lt;br /&gt;cradled in the bounds of your warmth,&lt;br /&gt;far and above this world's every torments,&lt;br /&gt;be it minuscle drops or deluges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-8641360816754076301?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/8641360816754076301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-long-for-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/8641360816754076301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/8641360816754076301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-long-for-you.html' title='Longing for you...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-5676730706905689334</id><published>2010-10-25T23:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:35:35.908+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Final Destination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i will smile and say "congratulation"&lt;br /&gt;maybe even feign elation,&lt;br /&gt;dip into my pocket, dole out a handsome donation&lt;br /&gt;but like a wiltering carnation,&lt;br /&gt;all i truely feel is frustration,&lt;br /&gt;my heart brinks on immeasurable consternation&lt;br /&gt;in face a future of damnation,&lt;br /&gt;the rocking inertia of static flotation,&lt;br /&gt;emptiness borne of hunger and starvation,&lt;br /&gt;still i stand to the end a loyal decoration&lt;br /&gt;while you dance to your royal coronation,&lt;br /&gt;away and away from me is your final destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-5676730706905689334?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/5676730706905689334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/10/final-destination.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/5676730706905689334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/5676730706905689334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/10/final-destination.html' title='Final Destination'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-6845493320184173464</id><published>2010-06-30T05:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:43:25.081+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love undefined'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken hearted'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Not that to you it'd matter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;here I am bowed, bent fevered from your batter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;at your feet see how my world shatter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;like rose petals on a windy street scatter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;what's left of my weary heart needing a garter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;the lifeless remnants of an ever deepening crater,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;yet still you feed me words of bare flatter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;all my love served on gold and silver platter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;and the passion I breathe you take as if for barter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;quell with a hold no more dear than mere charter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;cast offs from all that is cheer and brighter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;bow I will to your whims like a waiter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;and heed some to the otiose chatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;but succumb to the belligerent ira of a hater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;not mine to espouse for I cling to far greater...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-6845493320184173464?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/6845493320184173464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/06/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/6845493320184173464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/6845493320184173464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/06/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-5409435960824844888</id><published>2010-06-29T18:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:37:21.071+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love undefined'/><title type='text'>How is it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;How is that she is a flash, here &amp;amp; then nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;the surreal prize only for sight nay fingers probe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is that she sees embers of desire glow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;but cohere to the blind of doubt, despair &amp;amp; dare...&lt;br /&gt;How is it that she be so enchantingly hale,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;kneading d meekness down to d point of irresistible cede...&lt;br /&gt;How is that she seduces my senses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;furtive sousing made out as torrents of joy on the back of pain...&lt;br /&gt;How is that she lets me through but an infinitesimal peek,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;just beyond to trace paths but never to reach the shores of her heart...&lt;br /&gt;How is it that she speaks volumes, those words of charms,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;and drought my breathe, seize what power of hearing in slow ebbs...&lt;br /&gt;How is that she is in one the moon, sun &amp;amp; stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;yet I beside be hooded dark in the veil of her presence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;How is it that she plays my heart on a string,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;contrasts enshrined in a haze of sweet ambiguity...&lt;br /&gt;How is that she holds me captive in a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;lorn hope ever eternal iterated to no end...&lt;br /&gt;How is it that she makes deception a beautiful dance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;truths, lies; the same much more in essence not actual reality...&lt;br /&gt;How is that she leaves me the feel of idyllic scorn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;and yet deeper in love I descend helplessly still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-5409435960824844888?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/5409435960824844888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/5409435960824844888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/5409435960824844888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-is-it.html' title='How is it...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-1817782879763583978</id><published>2010-06-29T18:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:22:55.803+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poems'/><title type='text'>One Heartbeat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Our journey to the other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;strange, unique as only we can say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;soulmates we sought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;soulmates we've found,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;in our hearts and Eden beyond...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Today we move a step towards heaven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;fulfilling the promise of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;reaching the summit of ultimate bliss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;together a fresh song on a new page,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;the rediscovery of strength by bond,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;be as one heartbeat till eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-1817782879763583978?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/1817782879763583978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-heartbeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/1817782879763583978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/1817782879763583978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-heartbeat.html' title='One Heartbeat...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-4254442208221856531</id><published>2010-03-25T18:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:45:45.007+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The point of no return…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Sins have outshined deeds of good&lt;br /&gt;And memories serve up the unpleasant,&lt;br /&gt;Scars of dried, purpled bruises&lt;br /&gt;And then exacerbated to deep wounds&lt;br /&gt;Elastic is time; back it swayeth,&lt;br /&gt;And today resiles to a strained yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Everything sad and unsavory slough into light,&lt;br /&gt;Waters will run dry and close,&lt;br /&gt;Patience is drained to the height of exhaustion,&lt;br /&gt;Forbearance has lost the will to wait.&lt;br /&gt;When truth is not enough&lt;br /&gt;And tears cannot wipe clean the slate of wrongs,&lt;br /&gt;Importune arouses all but sympathy&lt;br /&gt;And when not to forgive is the most divine,&lt;br /&gt;The road is long with path of thorns,&lt;br /&gt;Your cry loud, thunders and storms,&lt;br /&gt;But thereon, it is the point of no return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-4254442208221856531?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/4254442208221856531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/03/point-of-no-return.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4254442208221856531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4254442208221856531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/03/point-of-no-return.html' title='The point of no return…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-548097523473735006</id><published>2010-03-25T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:15:46.716+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Falling down…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;You’ll see the writing on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;But yetnever make out the words…&lt;br /&gt;You’ll hear the whispers in the winds,&lt;br /&gt;But yet never understand the voices…&lt;br /&gt;You’ll walk the tunnel’s length,&lt;br /&gt;But yet never reach light…&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never know,&lt;br /&gt;But yet it’s falling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-548097523473735006?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/548097523473735006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/03/falling-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/548097523473735006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/548097523473735006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/03/falling-down.html' title='Falling down…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-581429033233946659</id><published>2010-03-25T16:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:12:09.865+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Shadow of a smile…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;That wan look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;The lost look of love,&lt;br /&gt;Frozen in time like a wasp trapped in amber…&lt;br /&gt;A smile of fond memories&lt;br /&gt;With a touch of longing regrets,&lt;br /&gt;Abound when a man reminisces,&lt;br /&gt;Journey's back and loses himself in thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;about a certain woman,&lt;br /&gt;An absentee still with the vitals,&lt;br /&gt;One who’d given something dear&lt;br /&gt;But now holds far off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Something that cost even more…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-581429033233946659?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/581429033233946659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/03/shadow-of-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/581429033233946659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/581429033233946659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/03/shadow-of-smile.html' title='Shadow of a smile…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-3216263737101675140</id><published>2010-03-25T16:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:37:18.026+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>I get along…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I get along very well without you,&lt;br /&gt;Of course I do…&lt;br /&gt;Except when soft rains falls&lt;br /&gt;And drums on my window panes,&lt;br /&gt;Then I recall the warmth of your arms,&lt;br /&gt;The shelter of your embrace&lt;br /&gt;And the joy of having home,&lt;br /&gt;Of course I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;I get along very well without you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-3216263737101675140?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/3216263737101675140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-get-along.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/3216263737101675140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/3216263737101675140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-get-along.html' title='I get along…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-1273219617219307575</id><published>2010-01-12T21:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:25:02.833+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Losing you…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m by your side yet eons away,&lt;br /&gt;Eerie vibes of unusual rhythms echo off the walls,&lt;br /&gt;Staring into familiar, yet strange new eyes…&lt;br /&gt;A puzzling deviation from the envisioned,&lt;br /&gt;Those gray veils cast over your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;A becoming different from impressions,&lt;br /&gt;The vacant and distant look,&lt;br /&gt;And smiles of false care…&lt;br /&gt;I can glimpse it on the horizon,&lt;br /&gt;It looms ominous like the faint streak of dawn,&lt;br /&gt;A kindling of strewn ash,&lt;br /&gt;Overtones of a fading beat,&lt;br /&gt;Lower with each chord,&lt;br /&gt;The slow drone of steady whispers,&lt;br /&gt;Meant for ears not mine&lt;br /&gt;And so I know,&lt;br /&gt;Something, somewhere else is winning…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-1273219617219307575?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/1273219617219307575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/01/losing-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/1273219617219307575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/1273219617219307575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2010/01/losing-you.html' title='Losing you…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-2058259298106202598</id><published>2009-12-28T19:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:05:19.226+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Night on the eve of xmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At night, on the eve of xmas&lt;br /&gt;I look into the eyes of the sky,&lt;br /&gt;And thrust into an orphan’s embrace,&lt;br /&gt;In kingdoms lost and unforeseen,&lt;br /&gt;Skirting the shorelines of memory,&lt;br /&gt;To the early footsteps of a painful path,&lt;br /&gt;From the light of hope to murky gloom,&lt;br /&gt;Words that reverberated like ship-bells,&lt;br /&gt;Distant wisps on a fog-laden sea,&lt;br /&gt;Tendrils of a transition there to present,&lt;br /&gt;Flood like silent water cascades…&lt;br /&gt;At night, on the eve of xmas,&lt;br /&gt;It returns as it always was… always been,&lt;br /&gt;Hanging there again for me to see,&lt;br /&gt;Slowly from behind long drawn shades,&lt;br /&gt;The coda of our unfinished symphony,&lt;br /&gt;Always returning,&lt;br /&gt;At night, on the eve of xmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-2058259298106202598?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/2058259298106202598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-on-eve-of-xmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/2058259298106202598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/2058259298106202598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-on-eve-of-xmas.html' title='Night on the eve of xmas...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-2467001455872253124</id><published>2009-12-28T18:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:47:18.833+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Love leaves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frozen, wintry laughter,&lt;br /&gt;Wrought, false and dry,&lt;br /&gt;Golden amulets of teardrops,&lt;br /&gt;Crisp and cold,&lt;br /&gt;Break down in minuscules&lt;br /&gt;And run runnel,&lt;br /&gt;Flitting the scape,&lt;br /&gt;Down the napes into capes,&lt;br /&gt;Cleft between sadness and joy,&lt;br /&gt;Threnodies and carols,&lt;br /&gt;A silent bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;For at first crack,&lt;br /&gt;The reindeers trudge on home,&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, love leaves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-2467001455872253124?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/2467001455872253124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-leaves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/2467001455872253124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/2467001455872253124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-leaves.html' title='Love leaves...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-4151380925229840971</id><published>2009-11-14T17:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:00:13.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I adore you always mi Amor…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana; font-size:85%;"&gt;Tis’ deeply rooted feelings in my core,&lt;br /&gt;And everyday it grows even more,&lt;br /&gt;With you life’s never a bore,&lt;br /&gt;One second without and I go sore,&lt;br /&gt;Some people live it like its war,&lt;br /&gt;Filled with moments of gloom and dour,&lt;br /&gt;For others time is but a blur,&lt;br /&gt;Laboring forth slowly like a slur,&lt;br /&gt;In their faces always a shut door,&lt;br /&gt;But you give me more sweetly than sour,&lt;br /&gt;To my heart, a welcome spring thaw&lt;br /&gt;And only you I live and die for,&lt;br /&gt;I adore you for always mi Amor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-4151380925229840971?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/4151380925229840971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-adore-you-always-mi-amor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4151380925229840971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/4151380925229840971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-adore-you-always-mi-amor.html' title='I adore you always mi Amor…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-9162448277163517364</id><published>2009-11-14T08:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:45:01.595+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Rue Blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana; font-size:85%;"&gt;Think and think about that night,&lt;br /&gt;was it the chance to make it right?&lt;br /&gt;vesture the shining armour and be the knight?&lt;br /&gt;but the stage was left for fright,&lt;br /&gt;and a missed waltz to hold tight,&lt;br /&gt;passed away in loss without a fight,&lt;br /&gt;leave darkness put out the anthesis of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sails is set and take flight,&lt;br /&gt;gliding oblivion like a shadowed kite,&lt;br /&gt;distant clouds begin to blur with the sight,&lt;br /&gt;straight course transformed to bight,&lt;br /&gt;a journey neither can alight,&lt;br /&gt;where purview slowly is none the bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty demanded my every might,&lt;br /&gt;deep inside a heart snow white,&lt;br /&gt;crossed in a platter of plight,&lt;br /&gt;and i know tis' eternally my blight,&lt;br /&gt;cuz instead i gave a no more than a widows mite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-9162448277163517364?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/9162448277163517364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/11/rue-blues.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/9162448277163517364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/9162448277163517364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/11/rue-blues.html' title='Rue Blues...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-151271323894849677</id><published>2009-10-02T11:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:22:06.333+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poems'/><title type='text'>Forever yours…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You moved slowly,&lt;br /&gt;Patiently watching and waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Never rushing, never insisting,&lt;br /&gt;Held my hands&lt;br /&gt;And walked by my side,&lt;br /&gt;True commitment in every step&lt;br /&gt;A pillar of strength at bleary times,&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration in the forlorn days,&lt;br /&gt;Extra shoulders to carry life’s wonted burdens,&lt;br /&gt;The pool that dammed stream of fears…&lt;br /&gt;That’s why, I’m forever yours…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-151271323894849677?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/151271323894849677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/10/forever-yours.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/151271323894849677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/151271323894849677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/10/forever-yours.html' title='Forever yours…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-5569980048629634500</id><published>2009-10-02T11:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:18:52.701+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>To let go…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It’s so hard to let go love thought held,&lt;br /&gt;Ever so hard to give it up after it’s gone,&lt;br /&gt;Even more so when it’s straight from the depths&lt;br /&gt;And letting go is the only way out,&lt;br /&gt;The only path to release from the debilitating pain…&lt;br /&gt;Time will stand in place,&lt;br /&gt;And the world, cease to turn&lt;br /&gt;You will watch the distance to that back stretch,&lt;br /&gt;Beyond imaginary groping fingers&lt;br /&gt;Away from the beats of your heart&lt;br /&gt;And the drench from the swirling pool of tears&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard… always so hard to let go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-5569980048629634500?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/5569980048629634500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-let-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/5569980048629634500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/5569980048629634500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-let-go.html' title='To let go…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-52045546574893016</id><published>2009-10-02T11:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:16:01.982+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting for Love'/><title type='text'>POETRY OF THE LONELY…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorrow fills the heart,&lt;br /&gt;Like the slow spread of poisonous venom,&lt;br /&gt;Pain is persistent,&lt;br /&gt;like an insatiable hunger refusing to be quenched.&lt;br /&gt;Burning embers of passion lay in the depths of the soul,&lt;br /&gt;like rare artifacts waiting to be unearthed.&lt;br /&gt;the soul hopelessly searches for a mate,&lt;br /&gt;like a lost sheep in acres of barren land.&lt;br /&gt;the being is incomplete'&lt;br /&gt;like the sky without the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Spirit so low down,&lt;br /&gt;like a sunken ship in the ocean deeps.&lt;br /&gt;Body longs for the warmth of loving touch,&lt;br /&gt;like the earth thirsts for rain in the dry season. &lt;br /&gt;the heart is like a lost and forgotten island,&lt;br /&gt;just waiting...&lt;br /&gt;waiting to be discovered,&lt;br /&gt;waiting to love and be loved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-52045546574893016?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/52045546574893016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-of-lonely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/52045546574893016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/52045546574893016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/10/poetry-of-lonely.html' title='POETRY OF THE LONELY…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-6891036111690048174</id><published>2009-09-22T18:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:23:52.721+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poems'/><title type='text'>Be my all…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take my hand,&lt;br /&gt;Lead me across these waters&lt;br /&gt;Bring the calm,&lt;br /&gt;Stall these rapid swarms&lt;br /&gt;And drifting torrents that storm&lt;br /&gt;Hold me aloft,&lt;br /&gt;Up and above this sweltering river of pain,&lt;br /&gt;This cascade of pelt&lt;br /&gt;And a future in drown.&lt;br /&gt;Touch my soul,&lt;br /&gt;Fill it with magic,&lt;br /&gt;Bathe it in warmth,&lt;br /&gt;Coat it with love.&lt;br /&gt;Take away my every yearn,&lt;br /&gt;Dull this throbbing ache,&lt;br /&gt;And mend this broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;Bring back the light,&lt;br /&gt;Illuminate the path,&lt;br /&gt;Be my guide,&lt;br /&gt;Lead me aright,&lt;br /&gt;Be my refuge,&lt;br /&gt;The pillar of all my strength,&lt;br /&gt;Be my all…&lt;br /&gt;All I need,&lt;br /&gt;All I’ll ever need!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-6891036111690048174?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/6891036111690048174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-my-all.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/6891036111690048174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/6891036111690048174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-my-all.html' title='Be my all…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-8144493175063530289</id><published>2009-09-22T18:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:21:22.587+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Love leaves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Frozen, wintry laughter,&lt;br /&gt;Wrought, false and dry,&lt;br /&gt;Golden amulets of teardrops,&lt;br /&gt;Crisp and cold,&lt;br /&gt;Break down in minuscules&lt;br /&gt;And run runnel,&lt;br /&gt;Flitting the scape,&lt;br /&gt;Down the napes into capes,&lt;br /&gt;Cleft between sadness and joy,&lt;br /&gt;Threnodies and carols,&lt;br /&gt;A silent bleeding,&lt;br /&gt;For at first crack,&lt;br /&gt;The reindeers trudge on home,&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, love leaves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-8144493175063530289?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/8144493175063530289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-leaves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/8144493175063530289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/8144493175063530289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-leaves.html' title='Love leaves...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-494687992435774866</id><published>2009-08-02T14:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:31:30.897+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Passionless…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;An icicle in blistering sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;Drop by drop, melting away,&lt;br /&gt;Yielding slowly with every wave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But intent on focus,&lt;br /&gt;Defiant in the steady heat,&lt;br /&gt;Not to be felt or reached,&lt;br /&gt;Stock still, wide teary gaze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Far off and crazed,&lt;br /&gt;Piercing hate into the stifling dark,&lt;br /&gt;Just a lifeless furrow on the surface,&lt;br /&gt;Resigned to an unsavory faith,&lt;br /&gt;Dead, inside and out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-494687992435774866?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/494687992435774866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/08/passionless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/494687992435774866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/494687992435774866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/08/passionless.html' title='Passionless…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-2107436719246194708</id><published>2009-08-02T14:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:16:58.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This wait's been infinitude&lt;br /&gt;I toiled long and hard to get here,&lt;br /&gt;gave my heart on a silver platter,&lt;br /&gt;strode by your side years and on,&lt;br /&gt;sold my soul to buy your time,&lt;br /&gt;kept faith and stayed true blindly.&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;the fight's against me,&lt;br /&gt;bleeding your way for inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;anything to keep that flame burning,&lt;br /&gt;for a reason to stand,&lt;br /&gt;wrestle this scourge feeding inside.&lt;br /&gt;But each today's more shattering than before,&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow promises no less than more...&lt;br /&gt;these hands and limbs are weary and numb,&lt;br /&gt;head and shoulders drooped with the age&lt;br /&gt;eyes teary and blurred&lt;br /&gt;and they tell me its time...&lt;br /&gt;time to give in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-2107436719246194708?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/2107436719246194708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/08/giving-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/2107436719246194708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/2107436719246194708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/08/giving-in.html' title='Giving in...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-108666097573160351</id><published>2009-07-20T07:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:13:39.289+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>Three Years on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Three years on and I still feel it,&lt;br /&gt;The words come back in a piece and bit,&lt;br /&gt;My heart’s still hollow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Deeps run shallow,&lt;br /&gt;All the way down to the marrow,&lt;br /&gt;Eternally, tis’ now like a vice,&lt;br /&gt;For thine memories still locks me in a vise …&lt;br /&gt;Rains have come,&lt;br /&gt;And storms long gone,&lt;br /&gt;Thought I’d seen it all,&lt;br /&gt;Standing strong and tall,&lt;br /&gt;Seein’ out the darkness of the nightfall,&lt;br /&gt;Heard the healing balm of Venus’ call,&lt;br /&gt;Above the dirge of your pall,&lt;br /&gt;But three years on and I still feel bit&lt;br /&gt;Like I’ve only just been hit …&lt;br /&gt;You still stop my heartbeat,&lt;br /&gt;Make my pulse rise and heat,&lt;br /&gt;Still sweep me off my feet …&lt;br /&gt;Three years on and you still fill my every thoughts’&lt;br /&gt;And like t’was on that cold, cold night,&lt;br /&gt;I still feel the hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-108666097573160351?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/108666097573160351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-years-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/108666097573160351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/108666097573160351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-years-on.html' title='Three Years on...'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-8747124889370248179</id><published>2009-07-19T15:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:43:14.049+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost Love'/><title type='text'>My love, my life…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s so hard to let go,&lt;br /&gt;So hard to give in,&lt;br /&gt;But when love decides to leave,&lt;br /&gt;Choice leaves only one open dooe.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the longest day of my life,&lt;br /&gt;The saddest moments of my existence,&lt;br /&gt;Standing here watching you walk away,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that we’ve come to the end of the road,&lt;br /&gt;Tears me up inside,&lt;br /&gt;Bleeds me poor ol’ heart dry&lt;br /&gt;And suicidal thoughts push to end the misery…&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what I wouldn’t give for another chance,&lt;br /&gt;A second bite of love’s unfermented cherry,&lt;br /&gt;For a re-run of all ‘em glorious memories made,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and sour…&lt;br /&gt;Grating and gratifying…&lt;br /&gt;I lie here pained, dying from grief,&lt;br /&gt;Discordant chimes of reflections inside,&lt;br /&gt;Yet still betrothed to you soul and spirit,&lt;br /&gt;I still love you more than words can say,&lt;br /&gt;So much that even bitterness hath no room&lt;br /&gt;And anger’s fire is smoldered by age-long affections…&lt;br /&gt;Pray! You may leave as your heart desires,&lt;br /&gt;Smitten as I am,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot hold you back,&lt;br /&gt;Or fight that which I cannot see or be,&lt;br /&gt;You’re a prized possession that hath the freedom to fly&lt;br /&gt;And fly as you please you shall…&lt;br /&gt;I pray God bless you as you go,&lt;br /&gt;My wish for you wherever you go is,&lt;br /&gt;That your dreams stay big,&lt;br /&gt;Your worries small,&lt;br /&gt;And you never have to carry more than you can bear,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what becomes of you&lt;br /&gt;Or indeed I,&lt;br /&gt;You hold a special place in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Eternally filled with the cornucopia of gifts you gave,&lt;br /&gt;Protected with the fervency of a lover’s jealousy&lt;br /&gt;A place that can never be touched by anyone,&lt;br /&gt;Because always and forever you are,&lt;br /&gt;My love, my life…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-8747124889370248179?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/8747124889370248179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-love-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/8747124889370248179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/8747124889370248179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-love-my-life.html' title='My love, my life…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3116479691584262807.post-6598995481548635120</id><published>2009-07-19T13:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:43:45.411+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poems'/><title type='text'>Forever yours…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;You moved slowly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Patiently watching and waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never rushing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;never insisting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Held my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Walked by my side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;True commitment in every step,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A pillar of strength at bleary times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Inspiration in the forlorn days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Extra shoulders to carry life’s wonted burdens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The pool that dammed my every tear…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That’s why, I’m forever yours…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3116479691584262807-6598995481548635120?l=mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/feeds/6598995481548635120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/07/forever-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/6598995481548635120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3116479691584262807/posts/default/6598995481548635120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypoetrycrib.blogspot.com/2009/07/forever-yours.html' title='Forever yours…'/><author><name>Douglas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18022994668467649749</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sNcGvPgAhVA/TMvRkXig8FI/AAAAAAAAACI/uHkzV3Z1g1o/S220/Image0046.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
