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Promises
Do you know a secret ? I write you letters every day. But you know that I can't post them, I wish there was another way. You are so close, but yet so very, very far, because there is a chasm between us, you can't just drive there in a car. So now I'm the "other woman", stuck at home while you go out, left wondering what the hell, what is this all about ? You know I love you madly, and I believe you love me too, but this is so very hard, do you know what I'm going through ? I lay alone and awake at night, thinking of you lying there with your wife, it is then I wish it was different, it is then that I wish for a different life. And then I dream about us together, Robin: as I finally drift off to sleep, and in that dream we don't make promises, that we don't think that we can keep. Copyright Allen Jesson 2000 |
I wish you a rainstorm
I wish for you a rainstorm that lasted for a day; To wash away your sadness and give you time to pray. It would cover up your tears, and then you’d surely see That rainbows follow rainstorms to brighten land and sea. The grass seems a shade greener the sky a dazzling blue; Flowers open up closed buds, the air feels crisp and new. Everything seems fresh again, the old was washed away; Everything is clean again, to start a brand new day. Sometimes saddened hearts are like the storm clouds that cause rain; That wash us with such sadness and fill us with such pain. But when the rain has ended you’ll look outside and see The colors of a rainbow to fill your heart with glee. I wish for you a rainstorm simply because I care. May it wash away your pain and let you know I’m there; When the rain clouds dull your sky now you will surely know That when the storm is over I will be your rainbow. Copyright Joey L. Eddins, January 1999 |
Midnight Kiss Thank you for these wonderful poem you sent me And remember I will always love you true and deep....
To everyone dont tell anyone about the copy rights ok lmao OOOOPPPPSSSSSSSS |
Thank you pretty kitty I am glad to see that you enjoyed them as much as I did. And you know I love you very much. Thank you for always being there when I have needed you............ that means so much to me and more......
XXXOOO |
i will always be here for you with open arms and open heart
Always remember that |
whitetiger, thank you so very much...I'll post a couple more tomorrow :)
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Together We Dream
Together we stroll by the deep blue sea
Whispering while our hearts soar free Longing for each other’s love The sweetness lifting us to the stars above Together we move in the misty night Blanketed by a shimmering light Touching each other we gently caress The feelings we share are sweet tenderness Together we stand where the stars beam Drifting along in a beautiful dream Wrapped in each other’s arms The sensations we feel, the sweetest charms Together we lay where the moon is shining Making love, our bodies twining We stare into each other’s eyes The sweet love seen, we’ll never disguise ~Sassy Rose |
When I Hear You Whisper
I feel myself falling
Like the petals of a rose When I hear you whisper I am the reason your poetry flows I shed a tear Like rain drops in spring When I hear you whisper That I make your heart sing I am wrapped in love Like a soft teddy bear When I hear you whisper How very much you care My heart flutters Like the wings of a dove When I hear you whisper Sweet words of love ~Sassy Rose |
My Angel In The Night
“Angels on your pillow”
Whispered to me each night Leading me toward sweet dreams Of holding each other tight I want to hear your voice And wish to feel your touch Longing to be with you I love you very much Distance and time our enemies Keeping us apart And yet no matter where we are You are always in my heart Our dreams pull us together We hold each other tight Wrapping me in your love You are my angel in the night ~Sassy Rose (I dedicate this one to a couple of very special people on this site, they know who they are ;) ) |
The Rose
A rosebush is like our relationship.
The flower represents the fun times and the love that is shared. It is beautiful and full of life. But, there is always at least one thorn. Even though that thorn can hurt, it was put there by God. Our love started out as a bud and bloomed; But now the thorns have caused our hearts to bleed. We must part, but the beautiful rose that you have given me will always remain in my heart. It is left to God to decide if it will ever bloom again; But I do love you. ~Sassy Rose Ok this is the last one I'll post for now...it was the very first poem I ever did that meant anything and it was when I was in high school (wow that goes back a few years). |
Wonderful Sassy, simply wonderful. Thank you so much for sharing your own work with us.
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sassy wow those really hit your heart----- you are a true poet i can feel everyhting you write .......... i had goose bumps on some of them cause they were so true
and the one you were in high school was wonderful........... Angels on your pillow” i would love to say that it hits very close to what i want to say to someone that i wish was close Wow sassy i cant wait till you post more these are so wonderful..... keep it up ok dont ever lose your heart for it .... i did after i wrote that fisrt one and have never wrote another again ........ heck cant remember how but your are inspiring me to try again TY TY for sharing |
Sassy.........they touched my heart.........
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The house is quiet expcept for the incessant "mood music" coming from the next room.
How anyone can sleep through that amalgam of noises and techo-synthesysizers is beyond anyones grasp. The early morning creeps ever closer as sleep stays just far enough away to be irritating. Thoughts zig-zag through a mind of things that need to be done when dawn finally does come. Will sleep get here first? Will a person be rested enough to start this new day when it does arrive? Thoughts then turn to you. Thoughts of a conversation held over a refigerator door full of magnetic poetry. A pointless conversation, but an enlightening one nonetheless. The lines you composed, the things that were said, all gave me a bit of insight into you. A call the next day, the sound of your voice, and the smile I could practiacally hear. A visit the next night, some work done, a few shy touches.Another evening of trying to keep up witty banter, of trying to read you like a book, but your book remains closed. By~ ME |
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so
vulnerable. It opens up your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. you build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders in to your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and them your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "maybe we should just be friends" or "how very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul hurt, a body hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love" -Neil Gaiman |
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