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Posted on Sun, Jan 02, 2005 01:03

i love write and read poetry
greetings from spain

  


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Posted on Mon, Sep 30, 2013 07:55


My Heaven in You


 


 


I sit under the morning shade as the sun dances across my face while I stare at the goddess stuck in a photograph looking back at me and smiling...


Her smile is intoxicating, and brighter than the sunrise... Her black silky hair falls across her face, like my own chocolate Mona Lisa...


Her skin is melted caramel poured across a lovely thick frame, making my mouth water like a waterfall... Her eyes are honey glazed diamonds, sparkling through me as I probe deeper into her stare, falling into a trance as I yearn to taste those lips... Her beauty is poetry, the kind that soothes and penetrates the dark recesses of a man's soul...


Your heart is bruised from the men that couldn't appreciate your essence, yet I am here with arms extended, waiting to kiss your tears away and love every part of your existence...


This poem is my introduction to your heart, if you let me in; I'll live in you, and make you thank God that I was born, because I was sent to love you... I am here for you, your distant lover...


I realize that there have been many trials in your life, and you’ve trusted men to only love you and to appreciate you.


I’m here to heal your heart, and to erase that pain. You’ve waited a long time to find a man like me, one who could offer his mind, body and soul 100%.


Let’s this be our beginning, a new life of happiness, laughter, adventure, true companionship, love, passion and excitement. Are you ready to love again? If so, try me!


 Remember: Love is a journey and that if any man worthy of your heart must be one that would journey with you through the good and bad, thick and thin, success and failures. Only true love last forever…

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Posted on Fri, Aug 05, 2011 17:06

I love poetry when I have someone reading it to me and it is romantic. Some flowers would be nice too.

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Posted on Tue, Mar 22, 2011 06:31

im into classical poetry i think that a lot of modern poetry has lost its soul. My favourite is Byron, The assyrian. Theres so much passion init modern poetry is the same as modern everything else writen for shock value. Rubbish!



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Posted on Wed, Dec 09, 2009 14:34

I love poetry in fact I write it slow and sweet. I can write it fast and fierce, til your heart melts and your soul is pierced, my level of passion to satisfy goes a high as the sky can rise. I have more. Let me hear yours first before I finish?



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Posted on Mon, Dec 07, 2009 15:48

i love to write poetry in my spare time..havent written anything in awhile though because college is so stressful that i rarely have any free time that i can be alone with nothing else to do but write...aww the good ole days :)



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Posted on Sat, Nov 03, 2007 15:24

I'm intrested in hiphop music, it' no poetry but it's almost the same thing



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Posted on Thu, Dec 29, 2005 19:31

dont walk away, leaving me brokenhearted
sad, alone, love disregarded
you shoved me aside, and walked thru that door, and said that you love me no more
how many years has it been?
how long have we been friends?
so many journeys, and roads that we took
and now in my eyes, you cant even look?
what did i do to be easily discarded?
cast aside, love disregarded?
is this the last time, or will you come back?
say that you need me, and thats a fact?
no
you WILL go
i cant let you come back, again for more
so can slap me around, and make me your *****
this is done, and i have had enough
so get back in here, and pack up your stuff
how does it feel, to be brokenhearted?
sad, alone, love disregarded??



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Posted on Thu, Dec 29, 2005 19:21

i feel like a glass slipper project, as open season is declared
no more cold feet as im usually afraid,
generally you get what you pay for
nothing escapes these eyes,
salvation, sex, and voodoo
i have been acquired in a game species play,
with a trick of the eye, a cookie is no longer a cookie
as the ball ends, you find a pattern,
places to go, things to do



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Posted on Thu, Dec 29, 2005 19:16

i would give up anything, if thats what it took
i'd walk across burning coals, for one last look
i would wait forever, however long it would be
just so we could be together, you and me
i gave you my life, yet it wasnt enought
nobody ever told me, love was so rough
one last wish, if i could have another chance
anything, just for you to give me that loving glance
i gave you everything, and placed it in your hands
but you ran away, and couldnt face me like a man



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Posted on Mon, Dec 26, 2005 23:32

Journal

Salty, soft water fills her eyes, the tears form
They flow gently down her cheek, as the spring rain falls
There is such sadness and despair in her eyes
Too young to run, to old to hide.

A tissue wips away the tears, she asks herself,
"Do they take with them the worry and the fear?"
Thinking of nothing and everything at the same time
The tears stop, the consouling answer has been there the whole time.

She reachs down to pick up a small book and a pen
She opens to a blank page, takes a deep breath,
And begins to write.



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Posted on Thu, Dec 22, 2005 06:38

Maayan...a beautiful poem you have written. I wanted to tell you I love your new picture it is beautiful! Great to see you! Merry Christmas to you and your family! I hope you are all doing well.
One of these days, we shall meet!

  


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Posted on Sun, Dec 18, 2005 13:17

Correct me if I am wrong, but it seems like everyone on this page puts a "=" between potrey, love and ... anguish...

Too simplistic...

BTW, Rumi is great poet, thanks for refreshing the stale air with his poems...

So, does ANYONE sees something different after poetry BUT love?
and something else after love BUT
anguish?
About LOVE= Fulfillment, extasy, hapiness?!



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Posted on Sun, Dec 18, 2005 10:08

WrightWoodPT write:
Awesome dude...Can you make a song out of that? Crap.

You might like dis-un better.

Your woman did'nt leave you
I took her away
You gave her a mansion
but I had what she craved.
Now we spend your money
and life is very sweet
Now you have your cadilac
but boy I have your meat.
I keep her p*ssy happy
and now she understand
the difference in a cooterboy
and REDHOT MAN.

CD Coming soon,,hehehehe you got to
like DAT-UN,,Merry christmas,Friend.



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Posted on Fri, Dec 16, 2005 20:28

Awesome dude...Can you make a song out of that? Crap.



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Posted on Wed, Dec 14, 2005 16:11

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((( CRYING ))) By Topatoya all rights reserved

So many night she spent alone
She got tired of all my lieing
She Packed her suitcase
and now she's gone now i'm
the fool here (( CRYING ))

I did'nt know just what I had
I broke her heart without even
trying NowI spend my nights alone
Now i'm the fool here (( CRYING )).

Lastnight I dreamed that we made
love and flowers I was buying
Then I woke up from my sleep
and found myself (( C.R.Y.I.N.G )).

All rights reserved

Topatoya
Lumbee
Lost as the Tribes of Israel
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If It's Not Different,, It's Not Your's



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Posted on Tue, Dec 13, 2005 06:44

I am not a woman but I love Poetry.I posted these on another thread but they fit here to..

This is a song soon to be recorded


((( Another Cheating Game )))
by Topatoya,,,all rights reservedxxxxxx


I heard mama say to daddy
I can't take this anymore
with tears in her eyes
mama reached for the door
she said all those nights
he was with the boys
son he was lieing to me.
==============

It's just another cheating game
son that your daddy plays
another cheating game
he plays on me
==============

daddy got mad
and punched a hole in the door
I heard him curesing poor mama
he called mama a W-hore
mama grabbed her suitcase
looked at me and said boy
are you coming with me,because
===============

It's just another cheating game
son that your daddy plays
another cheating game
he plays on me
===============
Then mama said son he's still
cheating on me He thinks i'm
to stupid and to blind to see
She said I tryed to be the best
wife I could be,but he would'nt change
and then mama said to me
===============

It's just another cheating game
son that your daddy plays
another cheating game
he plays on me.
===============

Mama said son are you coming
with me,i'm tire of liveing in this
misery,she said this ain't the
way true love suppose to be
he'll never change and then
mama said to me.
===============

It's just another cheating game
son that your daddy plays
another cheating game
he plays on me,,,,,

all rights reserved

Topatoya
Lumbee
Lost as the Tribes of Israel
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If It's Not Different..It's Not Your's



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Posted on Fri, Dec 09, 2005 23:39

I love poetry as well, my favorite poet is Elizabeth Barret Browning. Currently I writing a poetry book and have even had one published in an anthology(but I'm not the greatest speller either)



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Posted on Wed, Dec 07, 2005 15:00

A soul, one that is in complete harmony with self.
A mate, a person that shares with you from the soul.
Soul Mate Searchin:
I looked for a soulmate, but instead I found a snake.
I looked for a soulmate, but instead I found a fake.
I looked for a soulmate, but instead I found a lie:
I looked for a soulmate,
but instead I found a guy
Why can't I find my soulmate;
because it is not mine to find, instead my soul will mate when it is the right, and divine time.

Don't look for something, but let it happen natural and maybe you will be found.....peace, love and happiness on soulmate searchin
OHIO

  


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Posted on Thu, Oct 13, 2005 16:05

"life"
life is a mystery
as we all know
love ends and leaves us lonely
and friends come and go
the people we love
eventually pass on
and leave us left behind
but the memories we shared
while they were here
always remain in our minds
laughter comes and tears fall
but they only make us strong
we live each day
as if its out last
because life doesnt last that long
so say the things that u need to say
to the people that u love
because no one knows when theyll be gone
except for the man above.



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