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Dear Valentine

Dear valentine
Dear friend
Tonight we dine
Once again
Dear valentine
Dear lover
The stars will shine
Undercover
Dear valentine
Dear heart
Just like sunshine
So together, but apart...

poem by Gloraly Gomez
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My Love, Oh, She Is My Love

SHE casts a spell, oh, casts a spell!
Which haunts me more than I can tell.
Dearer, because she makes me ill
Than who would will to make me well.

She is my store! oh, she my store!
Whose grey eye wounded me so sore,
Who will not place in mine her palm,
Nor love, nor calm me any more.

She is my pet, oh, she my pet!
Whom I can never more forget;
Who would not lose by me one moan,
Nor stone upon my cairn would set.

She is my roon, oh, she my roon!
Who tells me nothing, leaves me soon;
Who would not lose by me one sigh,
Were death and I within one room.

She is my dear, oh, she my dear!
Who cares not whether I be here.
Who will not weep when I am dead,
But makes me shed the silent tear.

Hard my case, oh, hard my case!
For in her eye no hope I trace,
She will not hear me any more,
But I adore her silent face.

She is my choice, oh, she my choice!
Who never made me to rejoice;
Who caused my heart to ache so oft,
Who put no softness in her voice.

Great my grief, oh, great my grief!
Neglected, scorned beyond belief,
By her who looks at me askance,
By her who grants me no relief.

She’s my desier, oh, my desire!
More glorious than the bright sun’s fire;
Who were than wild-blown ice more cold
Were I so bold as to sit by her.

She it is who stole my heart,
And left a void and aching smart;
But if she soften not her eye,
I know that life and I must part.

poem by Douglas Hyde
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O Dear, Till We Meet Again

My love, the time is near
For us to see each other.
All I want in this world
Is to see you once more.

There are many things
I want to tell you.
I know the stories
Will touch you.

Yes, I feel nervous
But I'm excited
For our love will be united
And soon I'll hold you in my arms.

I'm counting the days
Of the calendar on my fingers.
I know I'll burst into tears,
When December comes.

On 21st of December this year,
Cold and snowy climate,
I'm coming home.

Just sit back and relax, O dear
Till we meet again.

poem by Alon Calinao Dy
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Dear Auna

Dear sister you are the world
You are the sun
You are my light to be
I love the love you give me
It is special and I will forever cherish it
You are just like Garret to me
A real sister and Garret is a real brother
And I don't want that to go away
I never want it to
I love you guys to much
And I hope we never get separated again
It was hard living without you guys
And it was lonely
I'm glad to call you my sister
You are forever in my heart
I will cherish the moments we have together
And hope I always will

Love You Auna

(07/09/11)

poem by Marilee Morley
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Buhto Dear

Dear Buhto

A woman dressed as an angel

Benatheer
Meaning in English
Not like any other person

Meaning in Arabic
'Lais Laha Natheer'

Benatheer

Model
of Muslim
Eastern
woman
First
Prime
Muslim
Woman

First
but why
But politics is dangerous work
and you chose dangerous work

My love
My heart aches for you
No consolations
She is a martyr
My God please
Send her my greetings
Send her my sorrow and grief
No no grief
She is a martyr
God bless
(Curse her killers
Curse her killers)
And her new year
Will be
In Heaven
God wills
God bless
God bless
Good people
Please God
Bless
....

our world

poem by Eman Elbadawi
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Dear Prudence

dear prudence, won't you come out to play
dear prudence, greet the brand new day
the sun is up, the sky is blue
it's beautiful and so are you
dear prudence won't you come out and play?
dear prudence open up your eyes
dear prudence see the sunny skies
the wind is low the birds will sing
that you are part of everything
dear prudence won't you open up your eyes?
look around round
look around round round
look around
dear prudence let me see you smile
dear prudence l ike a little child
the clouds will be a daisy chain
so let me see you smile again
dear prudence won't you let me see you smile

song performed by Our Lady Peace
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I Wish You Love, My Dear

Partings are always sad
having to let love go,
but it happens as we grow
and you see love walk away.
The only thing we can do
hard as it seems
is to say very softly
I wish you love, my dear.

The roads we travel
are paved with heartaches
an inevitably in loves game.
Many feel the sadness
as love goes away.
However, we have to be realistic
through our falling tears
and wish them love as they go.

When love goes away
it is what is meant to be,
certainly there will be hurting
when it goes away,
but best we walk tall
though our heart is breaking
saying very softly
I wish you love, my dear.

30 March 2011

poem by David Harris
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Dear Father

Why did you part me from yourself, dear father, why?
You've given houses with two stories to my brothers,
And to me, a foreign land? Why dear father, why?
We (daughters) are just cows tied to your peg,
Will move on to where ever you drive us to, dear father.
We are just flower-buds of your garden,
And are asked for, in every household, dear father.
We are just birds from your cage,
Will fly off when its dawn again, dear father.
I've left at home, alcoves full of dolls;
And parted from my buddies too, dear father.
When my palanquin passed beneath the terrace,
My brother fainted and fell, dear father.
As I remove the curtain from the palanquin,
I see we've reached the beloved's house, dear father.
Why did you part me from yourself, dear father, why?

poem by Amir Khusro
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Dear Anna (Carlos Olmeda)

Did the roses never open,
Are you left to start again?
And not a single tear should fall into the water,
That you kept them in.
Dear Anna,
I am the only one,
Who will love you until the end,
Oh Anna,
Open your heart again,
And warm me by the fire within.
How are you going to face the autumn,
With the pain you only friend?
Just remember that; Before you know the winter,
You'll know love again
Dear Anna,
I am the only one,
Who will love you until the end,
Oh Anna,
Open your heart again,
And warm me by the fire within.
I stand forewarned,
Love will change,
Even the best of friends,
And nothing wrong with starting over,
Go on and have yourself a cry,
I just wanna be the man with arms around you,
When you dry your eyes
Dear Anna,
Well, I am the only one,
Who will love you until the end,
Oh Anna,
Open your heart again,
And warm me by the fire within.

song performed by Jason Mraz
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My Dear Father

Sitting at my desk
I found myself in the past
Thinking of my father,
My dear father.

Then I remembered my mother
Her magical green eyes, giving me what I missed
But it wasn’t enough, I wanted more,
I wanted protection,
I wanted love,
Love from my dear father

I try to remember him
But he was not there,
There was my imagination
Playing with my thoughts
thoughts full of hate, it’s probably a mistake
But it was the mistake, of my dear father

I guess you don’t want to hear what I have to say
But I found it
I found the love that I needed
I found the missing piece,
The piece to complete my happiness
It wasn’t exactly what I have expected
But it was there and it filled me.
It filled me with pain, with passion
It filled me with strength; it filled me with a man’s body
It filled me with love as well as misery
It filled me with everything my dear father didn't

poem by Jomar Rosario
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Dear Life..

Dear Life,
Thanks a lot.
Thanks for computer crashes and plane crashes,
for dirty feet and dirty minds, for cold weather and
cold mothers. Thanks for enery drinks that taste like s-t.
But thanks as well for small talk with strangers in the
Express lane at Ralph’s, thank you for bath and body works
chapstick and cherry sarcasm. Thanks for being
a dime short of my favorite brand of chips at the
vending machine, thanks for loud chewers and irratating siblings.
Gracias for best friends that don’t realize you love them more than a best friend.
Merci Beucoup for last minute holiday shopping and snatching the last pair of skinny jeans....
Thank you for obnoxious relatives who ask where
you’re going to college or what career you’ve picked
when all you want to do is lie in bed and watch
reruns of “Full House” and “Spongebob.” Thanks for
the last seat free on the subway. Thanks for cheap
knockoffs of designer jeans and fake Louis V purses. But most of all, Life,
thank you for the 1: 1 ratio of real thanks and no thanks.
Thanks a lot.

poem by Tia Lopez
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Give Me A Chance My Dear

Oh my dear, never too harsh, never to me
Never, never say trying hard is me
It sounds so annoying, though it’s true
I really don’t want to hear it from you

My dear, my dear, just for my sake
Be with me in this journey that I’ll take
Most true it is that I have no proof to show
But from your tongue I don’t want to know

I know I live in this poor poetry of mine
On newer proof I know I am blind
Accuse me not and I will kiss your lips
For what’s in my mind I want to speak

Your praise never can be missed
Straight in your heart no more I can hear
To me are nothing, nothing strange
Unspoken words are just cause of hate

To believe in me is a shame to you
And with your honest faith I have no clue
Who will believe my poem in time to come
Worst is you will never ever be my fan

Truly it makes my heart groan
You make me out of my comfort zone
But weigh not each word in every line
Just feel the thought and you may find

For you my dear, I do strive to prove
I swear I will be patient and cool
With all my best I saw myself to win
No to despair, which I then did feel

poem by Rose de Ramar
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Ruby Dear

round and round
And we wont let go
And where we stop
No one knows
Uh-huh uh-huh
Down and down
In a spin we turn
Looking like
Well never learn
Uh-huh uh-huh
Think about
What evryone is saying
Ruby dear
Oh dont you hear
Late at night
When the radio is playing
Ruby dear
So looky here
Oh this records broken
It slips a beat
And all those watermelons
Have gone to seed
Nothing lives
In this dirty little river
No one here
Will shed a tear
It dried up
But it couldnt run forever
Ruby dear
Thats what we hear
I still like the ocean
Down by the sea
They left that door wide open
It tempted me
Hounding me
From the bedroom to the kitchen
Ruby dear
Im still right here
Now they throwed
The fox amongst the chickens
Its too deep
Ill drown in my sleep!
Angels and prostitutes
They might look the same
And if to hell were going
Ill see you there
round and round
And we wont let go
And where we stop
No one knows
Uh-huh uh-huh
Down the street
Where the bonfires glow
Looking like
They lost control
Uh-huh uh-huh
Settle down
In that rocking chair
Breathing in
That rotten air
Uh-huh uh-huh
Johnny jones
Fell fast asleep
Down a hole
Where the rocks are steep
Uh-huh uh-huh

song performed by Talking Heads
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My Dear and Only Love

My dear and only Love, I pray
This noble world of thee
Be govern'd by no other sway
But purest monarchy;
For if confusion have a part,
Which virtuous souls abhor,
And hold a synod in thy heart,
I'll never love thee more.

Like Alexander I will reign,
And I will reign alone,
My thoughts shall evermore disdain
A rival on my throne.
He either fears his fate too much,
Or his deserts are small,
That puts it not unto the touch
To win or lose it all.

But I must rule and govern still,
And always give the law,
And have each subject at my will,
And all to stand in awe.
But 'gainst my battery, if I find
Thou shunn'st the prize so sore
As that thou sett'st me up a blind,
I'll never love thee more.

Or in the empire of thy heart,
Where I should solely be,
Another do pretend a part
And dares to vie with me;
Or if committees thou erect,
And go on such a score,
I'll sing and laugh at thy neglect,
And never love thee more.

But if thou wilt be constant then,
And faithful of thy word,
I'll make thee glorious by my pen
And famous by my sword:
I'll serve thee in such noble ways
Was never heard before;
I'll crown and deck thee all with bays,
And love thee evermore.

poem by James Graham
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Dear Diary

Dear Di-a-ry
Can you believe me
Admit what I write
I like Hermione
But we are two worlds apart
Cause she's a mudblood
I'm crazy
But I like it that way
Tell me why?
I know that it's a mistake
Tell me why?
Pansy just makes my heart ache
Tell me why?
Just quit the stupid tormenting
I like Hermione
She saw me looking
I started sweating
Yes, I know
She's with Ron
And I hate it that way
Tell me why?
I know that it's a mistake
Tell me why?
Pansy just wants my money
Tell me why?
I'm busted if they ever know
I fancy Granger
Hermione's pretty
She's just something else
Although she slapped me on the face, yeah
Her grades are high level
I'm nasty to her
But deep down inside of me
She is a beauty
Her skills are charming
Won't tell, won't tell, won't tell, won't tell
I wanna hear her say
Malfoy's better than Harry
Malfoy is such a darling
(I'm waiting for the words)
I want to make her Slytherin (oh yeah)
Not that Griffindor
Tell me why?
I told you it's a mistake
Tell me why?
Pansy just makes my back ache
Tell me why?
I wish Granger likes me today
(I'm never gonna let them know)
I like Hermione
Tell me why?
I know that it's a mistake
Tell me why?
I'm never gonna let them know
(Never gonna let them know it)
I like Hermione
Sin-cere-ly Draco

poem by Jessica Bousfield
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To My Dear Wife, Mercy, On Our 21st Marriage Anniversary

Twenty one years of married life
Have rolled off rather peacefully,
Although marred by some kind of strife,
In the twenty first century!

Life did not go on like our dreams;
But it was worthwhile and lovely;
It couldn’t give smiles or laughter beams,
But stood the test of time surely!

It could have been better than this,
Had we planned it accordingly?
It gave us woes more than the bliss;
Let’s hope the future is merry!

We had our times of happiness;
We had our days of anxiety;
God gave us light amidst darkness;
We toiled our way up righteously!

Let’s count our blessings, grace of God;
Let’s move ahead with hope and love;
Life’s numbers are even and odd;
’Tis time we thought of God above!

The days we passed were fairly good;
We may have failed in some ways still;
We dressed well, ate such dainty food;
We rarely fell seriously ill!

Life cannot happen as we want;
Some changes, we can always make;
Praises to God, let’s sing and chant;
We ate but have still our life’s cake!

Yet, God was kind often to us;
Our children are our wealth real;
From now on, there is no more fuss;
The Giver will our heart-wounds heal!

So, cheer up lady, my dear wife!
Not once did we have chance to cry;
More joy will rain in future life;
Together, we will live and die!

poem by John Celes
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Dear Wife

Dear Wife I write you this poem
As I have been told it would do me well,
To let you know what you have done to me,
And ask why you put me through all this hell.
I brought you here all the way from your home
To be my wife and my love forever more,
I then gave you all, and I did without,
But then your went knocking at other mens door.
I then found out you were telling lies about me
And love letters and phone calls to other men you sent
But you I had trusted with my whole heart and soul
So your many affairs on me, I never had the hint.

Dear Wife this is your poem
I hope you read it over and over again
Your sister said your affair on me wasn't your first
As you did it also with your other husbands and men.
Did you tell anyone else what you did too me
About mentally and physically abusing me all the time
And how you always put yourself always first
And never what was yours was also was mine.
You left our house when your family had slept
So you could go out and be with with another man
As you didn't care who you used or had hurt
And you I don't think no one could ever understand.

Dear Wife here is more of your poem
I truly hope that you will read it all
Have you told anyone who you left me for
Or are you ashamed and want that to be my call.
He too is a liar and and user and also a thief
And in so many ways he is just like you
As he too has not a job but lives off others
So he now tells you what you can or cannot do.
He had cheated on his wife so she left him
And also I found out he is a Momma’s boy
He is a coward and he cant fight his own fight
And as you know all of that is a true story.

Dear Wife here is more of your poem
There is so much more that I need to write
Are you going to raise your daughters the way you live
And have them believing that you were always right.
Will they think its alright to jump from one man to another
And its better to always take than it is to give,
And to ignore GOD’S word and think only of themselves
Tell me is that how you want them to live.
Soon one day all of your family and friends will find out
Of all of your lying and the ways that you do act
And hopefully none of your family will turn out like you
And as you know those are not lies, but only fact.

Dear Wife this of course is your poem
And you know that none of it is a lie
I never expected what you had done to me
So deep inside my soul I surely did die.
I kept all the messages you sent in your letters
Even the one about your hickey given in our house
The one your bragged about that was given to you
And it wasn't given by me, your spouse.
I remember when you told your daughters and me
How every Sunday that you had to go to school,
Even on Valentines day and your Birthday you had to go
Then I found out it was lie, and once again I am the fool.

Dear Wife here is some more of your poem
I am beginning to feel a lot better now,
As I did nothing wrong and it was always you,
And truly I do feel so happy with my soul and I am proud.
You committed adultery and you robbed and you stole,
And I stayed truthful to my wife and love which was you,
When you were abandoned in Scotland for over a year
Remember it was I your husband who wanted you.
I still have the pictures and the mail you had sent
And everyone even your family knows of your past,
All your adultery and affairs and cheating you have done,
The evils you have done to others will always last.

Dear Wife again this is your poem
If not without you it would of never been born
Some talk about the fury inflicted by scorned women
But I tell you this, a man too does not like to be scorned.
You have gossiped and criticized everyone in your life
Told of secrets and promises that you swore to keep
You honor no one and loyalty is not your friend,
And for you soul, sad to say no one will ever weep.
You have talked about your sisters and your brother
You said of their problems that they have many
Then you talked about your ex-husbands and ex-lovers
And this and we say Wife; Problems you have many.

Dear Wife This is the end of my poem
I hope truly that you have read it well,
And I hope all that know you, have read it too,
As they will too know, the truth is all that I did tell.
You have no conscience or dignity about yourself,
Is that why you changed your looks once again,
You cant change your soul, like changing of your hair
Seems you cant stay away from adultery and sin.
When you sleep tell me how do you sleep
I bet you sleep well, that is if you have not a soul,
And are you waiting for another man to come in your life,
So you can again start another life not far down the road.

Dear wife, I wander will your daughters be like you
Later in years when women they will become
You already have taught them how to lie and steal
And how to use men for gain and also fun.
I remember when they told me about all your boyfriends
And all the men you had stay with you for the night
And sad to say I later became one of those men
I guess I became the man next in your expanding line.
I wander if your daughters are happy with you
And the life that you gave them to live
They don't know how to be true and virtuous woman
The greatest present a mother to her daughter she could give.

Dear Wife, that name I wont call you anymore
As my wife to me you can never be
As you did the sins no other wife would ever do
And everyone of that one fact would always agree.
So you can tell your lies to everyone that you meet
Do you believe any one but a sinner would believe your lies
As you don't and never did walk the steps of morality or virtue
Now when you feel the cold wind that is GODS sadden sigh.
So using me and abusing me will happen no more
As to my mind and soul on that one thought I do reflect
As i can do so much better but you will not ever
And now my Dear Wife, you will ever be known as my ex.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Preparation is not the enemy of success, but a dear friend. Be good to yourself and the favor will return.

quote by Samuel Cunningham
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Sexing (language Poetry)

Dear sisters and brothers
Either young or old
do your sexing very well
like me everyday
by exercising two times
six hours sleeping
and eating four times

poem by Abdul Wahab
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When we bring back with us the objects most dear, and find those we left unchanged, we are tempted to doubt the lapse of time; but one link in the chain of affection broken, and every thing seems altered.

quote by Marguerite Gardiner
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The benighted Asylum

I flapped my arms like a flamingo.
But I realized and found.
There are no wing feathers like a fledged?
My dear benefactor!
Why did you fling me into this vast sky to flee in vain?
Not giving me an address or an addressee?

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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