I really admire you
And your writing
Though not new
It is refreshing

Love is really a mystery
Since I’ve met love
I know that I’m above
Living on cloud nine

I wish you could see
How happy I am really
I would have liked to share
What I’m going through, it’s only fair.

If people would give love time
Time to grow and grow
Everything would be fine
And the world would be so right.

Rhyme doesn’t mean anything, the intention is important.
All Roses has its thorn,
All women have their weakness
All beauty has its flaws
All heart has its sorrows.

your kind admiration
touches me deeply
but your words are touched by passion
and that is worth more than words by me

true, i cannot see
the happiness you feel
but what i read, between the lines, tells me
all the happiness that the words conceal

yes, love takes it own sweet time
to grow into a fruitful garden
but if one makes up their mind
nothing can stop them from growing their own little heaven...



often we say "no rhyme or reason"
but still, i do think rhymes are important
so is the intention
each other, they complement.

And though roses have their thorns
that in nothing spoils their beauty
And never do we hear their moans
when they wither and die... eternally lovely.

And though women have their weaknesses
no words are enough to praise the virtues of many
And in fact all humans have their weaknesses
but no words are enough to praise the virtues of so many.

And though beauty has its flaws...
it is only the physical that will flaw
For inner beauty has no flaws...
Flaws touch not that which is within our core.

And yes, all hearts have their sorrows
And many nights they may cry and weep
But once the river of our tears flows
We should awake to smile after the restful sleep...

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My Shadow Does Not Wish To Belong To Me...

I LOVE YOU
AND WILL ALWAYS DO
FOREVER
AND EVER
YOU WILL REMAIN IN MY HEART
NO MATTER WHAT
I'LL NEVER FORGET YOU
YOU WERE MY LIFE
AND WILL REMAIN SO
TILL MY LAST BREATH

i am Garden Of Love
waiting for love
love come to me
do not turn your back on me
i am Garden Of Love
lonely in my word
lonely thinking that love will come to me
but love is not turning back to me.

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A Garden Of Love,
With full of Roses
A rose was given to me.
A rose that will never fade
A rose that smell the perfume of Love
A rose that bring light to my heart
And the rose is me

Hey garden of love, this is a beautiful poem you wrote!!!Simple but nice one!!!!

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A dark-hooded figure stood by my side
In the blood, soaked mud where I lay,
I tried to pretend he wasn't there
I wished he would go away.

He just stood there looking at me
With his tear-filled eyes,
The expression of grief showed on his face
He was waiting for me to die.

I have the money
but I have nobody
I feel so sorry
I feel so sorry for me
So much pity
I pity me
Because the money
doesn't buy a special somebody
and it's my own fault that nobody
wants or needs me
today, because of myself, because of me
i am oh, so lonely
because really, really nobody
wants, or needs, me.

Why me?
Why do I feel so alone in this world?
Why is it that everything seems to ride on MY sholders?
Why is it always my pain that I feel?
Why do I feel like everything only happens to me?
Why....
Why do I keep asking why?

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"Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the number of moments that take your breath away..."

don't feel so lonely
we are here
very far
but virtually near

i can't take all your pain
even if i wish i could take everyone's pain
but, with me, you can share your pain
i won't let it go in vain

dearest Tammy
please don't feel so lonely
you know us not but we are here
very far, but virtually so near...



take care Tammy

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My Shadow Does Not Wish To Belong To Me...