Love is Just a Game of Make-believe

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Love is just a game of make-believe,
Meant for you and meant for me,
we just go around in circles
crying, and lying ,laughing ,and smiling,
hoping and praying it will all go right,
but in the end it falls apart,
and feels like it breaks your heart,
it was just a game of makebelieve,
meant for you and meant for me,
to make-believe that we were actually meant to be.

This poem was written/submitted by Jessie.

Love Me So Much

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Love me so much
that I can show you to my close friends,
take you to the parties
of the sexiest of men;
let you spend an evening
with a person unknown to me,
or go on a business trip
of a few days with your handsome boss;
scold you, beat you, nay…
love you, kiss you amidst thousand people;
and do all of it,
without fear of losing you.
Losing you to someone else…
Love me so much
Or you love me not.
Oh, no, you love me not.

Love Poem

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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

Love You Friend

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Is it possible to be in love with a friend?
Unconditional love with no end…
Feelings that will forever live on,
Their relationship led by a song…
That song that never skips off their mind…

Gestures that only my love can give,
Gifts i receive that may mean the world,
His love I’ve been waiting to receive,
His beautiful smile which shines like gold,
These feelings i can’t resist anymore…

I think I’m in love with my best friend,
Is this possible or will it bring end?
Even if i know my feelings are wrong,
My happiness is still lying in his arms..
It’s the only place I do belong….

This poem was written/submitted by ashnik.

LoVe!!! Whew!!!! CrAzY…….

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love they say:
makes our lives go around…
love makes us happy :-)
love makes us smile…
love makes us strong and weak…

now, it’s my turn to say:
love hurts
at first it was happy but lately
you will know and realize that
there’s an end with sorrow
and find there’s no tomorrow…

there are things that happens
even if we don’t expect it…

sometime, bcoz of uncertainty,
we tend to do thing that may hurt
other and or even hurt ourselves,
which may regrets for the rest of
our lives…

sometimes, we always ask ourselves
why him??? what this??? is this love???
how come??? since when??? why do i miss him??? why all this happen????
all this questions run through our
mind every moment, every minutes and
every single day…

we keep on fighting, struggling for
our feelings until we got the right
answer…..

whew!!! is this LOVE????
we have to SACRIFICE then at the
end SUFFER?
ohhh… what the love means,
it makes us CRAZY!!!
ReAlLy…rEaLLy CrAzY!!!

This poem was written/submitted by carmina claravall gallo.

Loved Lived Lost

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Illusions never change to reality,
Come what may-
Why it has to be always,
The other way.
People silently go into oblivion,
And memories haunt you down.
There are hundreds of reasons to smile.
And one hundred and one to frown.
Waking up every morning-
With a new hope in your eyes.
And with the night, there is a
new prayer and lot more sighs.
Everyday, I begin a new journey.
Reviving from the ashes of the past,
I learnt no one lives for you,
No one understands and no one lasts.
I loved to live, I loved to give.
I lived to love, I lived to forgive.
Loves deprives you of sanity.
True love is sheer luck or serendipity.
You ask something from life,
And life takes double in return.
I kneeled, I begged to Thou.
But the stone hearted never endowed.
Empty days, Eremitic nights, Endless pain-
Is only what it cost.
I would move on and be good,
So what if I loved lived and lost.

luv is………..

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? LOVE IS TWO HEARTS ATTRACTION?
? WHERE THERE IS NO DEFLECTION?
? IT IS VERY HARD FOR ASSASINATION?
? THIS IS GOD’S CREATION?
? SO TAKE THIS LOVE AS MY PRESENTATION?
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This poem was written/submitted by sravani.

Lying Here

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As i’m lying here.
Cold && helpless.
I think to myself.
What if I hadn’t.
Ever loved you.
What if every day.
I didn’t know.
That you existed.
What if i never.
Met you.
Would that save.
Your life.
Would you still.
Be here today.
Walking the earth.
Breathing Freely.
I will never know.
I love you.

This poem was written/submitted by Tiffani.

Memories of Thy Love

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Hath thou ever loved me”, ask’th thine of me,
“I hath”, I answered to thee.
But love mak’th man blind,
Nay, it also doth put him in a bind,
For he know’th not now, where to find,
That perfidious heart, that hath swathed his mind.

For twenty autumns, doth I wait,
As from this mind, thou memories wane,
Lest thy thoughts pos’th a bait,
And mak’th me crave in vain.

Then when this mind, has cleansed of thy memory,
Sullied doth it become, by thy dolorous ditty,
Danc’th the ticker, in amorous penury,
It obey’th me not, in wily audacity.

“Hath thou ever loved”, I ask’th of me,
“I think I do’th”, he say’th to me,
So twenty autumns doth fall short,
For thy memories dwell’th still, in this wanton heart.

Million Question

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I have a million question to be asked….
Hanging in my mind….
Full of expection that you will answer it me…why?
But you were so silent and remain so sad….
You put your hand in my hand and you hold them so tight….
You cling your head in my shoulder…..
Still no words into your mind….
Tears flows in to your eyes…
Still wondering ….why….?
Your silent is like a killer that you put it in my mind….
What i have done, that i hurt you so much….?
I can never leave you my dear….
On the tip of a million question hanging in my mind….why…?

This poem was written/submitted by mirage@mahusay aken11308.

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