My Heart It Beats
My heart
it beats
its healed
Its healed
your love
heals my wounds
My wounds
plentyfull
you heal all
My heart
it beats
for love
It beats
for you
My love
This poem was submitted by timothy van cleven.
My heart
it beats
its healed
Its healed
your love
heals my wounds
My wounds
plentyfull
you heal all
My heart
it beats
for love
It beats
for you
My love
This poem was submitted by timothy van cleven.
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow–
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand–
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep–while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
You love me — you are sure –
I shall not fear mistake –
I shall not cheated wake –
Some grinning morn –
To find the Sunrise left –
And Orchards — unbereft –
And Dollie — gone!
I need not start — you’re sure –
That night will never be –
When frightened — home to Thee I run –
To find the windows dark –
And no more Dollie — mark –
Quite none?
Be sure you’re sure — you know –
I’ll bear it better now –
If you’ll just tell me so –
Than when — a little dull Balm grown –
Over this pain of mine –
You sting — again!
This poem was submitted by Emily Dickinson.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
This poem was submitted by E. E. Cummings.
No longer throne of a goddess to whom we pray,
no longer the bubble house of childhood’s
tumbling Mother Goose man,
The emphatic moon ascends–
the brilliant challenger of rocket experts,
the white hope of communications men.
Some I love who are dead
were watchers of the moon and knew its lore;
planted seeds, trimmed their hair,
Pierced their ears for gold hoop earrings
as it waxed or waned.
It shines tonight upon their graves.
And burned in the garden of Gethsemane,
its light made holy by the dazzling tears
with which it mingled.
And spread its radiance on the exile’s path
of Him who was The Glorious One,
its light made holy by His holiness.
Already a mooted goal and tomorrow perhaps
an arms base, a livid sector,
the full moon dominates the dark.
This poem was submitted by Robert Hayden.
Hey there little thing
The phone is about to ring
Only one voice will be heard
And that’ll be your king
For once I was smart
Couldn’t fail my part
I got you a special gift
Not messing with your heart
A movie just came out
I have no idea what it’s about
Maybe we should check tonight
Since the idea is not in doubt
I sound like a Backstreet boy
Good thing I’m full of joy
You were found in bed last night
With a professor named Roy
Now explain yourself!
when you stay with me
YOU MAKE ME SMILE
when yiou laugh with me
YOU MAKE ME SMILE
when you talk to me
YOU MAKE ME SMILE
when you walk with me
YOU MAKE ME SMILE
when you …………
……………………..
……………………..
leave me
YOU MAKE ME DIE
when you laugh at me
YOU MAKE ME CRY
when you ignore me
YOU MAKE ME MAD
when you ditch me
YOU MAKE ME BAD
and finally when you ….
………………………….
………………………..
wanna get rid of me
You just Can’t Imagine That
THY heart is like some icy lake,
On whose cold brink I stand;
Oh, buckle on my spirit’s skate,
And lead, thou living saint, the way
To where the ice is thin–
That it may break beneath my feet
And let a lover in!
Suzy Lee fell in love.
She planned to marry Joe.
She was so happy ’bout it all,
She told her pappy so.
Pappy told her, “Suzy Gal,
You’ll have to find another.
I’d just as soon yo maw don’t know,
But Joe is yo half-brother.”
So Suzy forgot about her Joe
And planned to marry Will.
But after telling Pappy this,
He said, “There’s trouble still.”
“You can’t marry Will, my gal,
And please don’t tell yo mother,
But Will and Joe and several mo
I know is yo half-brother.”
But Mama knew and Mama said,
Child, do what makes you happy”.
Marry Will or marry Joe,
You ain’t no kin to Pappy
When it is I see you
Something starts to flutter,
Things are, thus, set in motion,
And you touch me like no other.
Things, they start to move,
And emotions, they start to roll,
I begin to lose my balance,
And then I lose control.
I don’t know where I’m going,
Or even where I’ve been,
This tilt-a-whirl keeps whirling,
The head-rush blurs my vision.
But, I do not want to get off
Or to ever stop this spinning,
Maybe, I’ll get seasick,
But, I hope it’s just the beginning.
I’m transparent and all can see,
It’s so easy for me to blush,
I cannot hide my feelings,
My giddiness is such.
And despite this heady feeling
Of a dizzy crush,
I’ll just place my faith in love
And enjoy the bubbly rush.
I’ll take whatever comes
With no idea what’s next,
And no idea what the future brings,
But I’m sure it’ll be perfect.