Love Poems | Beautiful and Romantic Poems About Love

Be in love with life For this is the only gift You would not get twice....

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Today I’m grateful for the magical feeling holding hands can bring. How that simple act can cause your face to smile your skin to tingle and your heart to sing…. And what’s even more amazing…even better yet… is how that feeling never goes away… no matter how old you get. ...

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Isn’t it amazing that with all the breathtaking beauty we’re surrounded by each day How the simple act of holding the hand of someone you love can also take your breath away. ...

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“Spring is the maker of serenading dreams that entice the silent love” – By Poet The northern wind has gone back to polar abode, chilled clouds have flown out on wings of winter, making way for the sunny southern wind to enter, write for seraphic spring on rippling breeze an ode. The humming birds sing when dawn’s hues...

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You’ve gone, and that’s the truth The picture of disaster And like a spider on the loose Who’s no more a web master I flounder in the drafts of past Attempting to get out There’s no well-trodden path It’s like the every round I do seems new to me But as the days go by There’s nothing new I see You’ve gone without goodbye Into the...

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simply observing waves arising and subsiding we feel God’s presence within each pulse hiding lower mind is rested so no meanings are assigned to play of life in motion by soul’s eye divined as the vital force benign bliss magnetism we witness all refractions in body-mind prism thus as both this and that in time our heart is thawed our soul lotus blossoms upon giving love our nod...

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Roots entwined as trees, Sun and rain through changing years, Still, the branches bloom. ©bfa042325 ...

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Happy Birthday Barbara With Love, Frank 04/23/2025 Happy birthday Barbara I am sending you my love To your vaunted place in Heaven As you're watching from above You are gone but not forgotten For the years we spent in life You were the best, I could have had As a lover, friend and wife...

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It is such a grotesque situation I can’t verbally match how I feel Seems I’m staled in a dissociation I can’t say what I want to reveal If I could get some help, I’d be glad But there isn’t a sign, so I’m worried Cause it looks like I’m back from the dead And I’m living again the whole story As the...

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Rest in the moments poured out with the rain, silent stories, meant to reveal God’s truth… Every ache, each sorrow, throughout the worst pain, there is a gentle knowing that love is the way… Rest in the news that God has come to save us from sin, know He’ll never forsake those He forgives… Every dark moment, despite the shadows, He...

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The poem before this (was not a easy write!) Yet in it I was Being as genral as I cuuld..Covering as many realitys As i could as I agonized over word placement.' Wishing Not to offend any ' apart from evil entitys' i also know many People are polite.' Which has led in part to 'where we are' Well played...

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She never did say, I could just tell Fear of the unknown, held her without bail A heartbeat so proud, subdued without sound Longing to speak..she walked away from a man For love and all its treachery In silence unheard... ...

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His head slumped low and he looked like a most unhappy man, said, “My peoples’ laws forbid it, both of us would be hanged.” She rolled her eyes and said, “I’ not talking laws of this earth, I know that your masters think me of very little worth. To all those outside of this keep, I’m just a hired...

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...With that he went to a small chest, retrieved a bound-up scroll, and her eyes went quite wide with shock when the thing was unrolled, ’twas her emancipation, and he’d signed it with his name, “It’s all that I can do,” he said, “To save you future pain. And you can take the children, I’ll make no move to...

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...A throat clear by the tall doorway, and she saw Geren there,” he said, “Lindone, that slave is mine, and I don’t like to share.” The warrior growled and said,“Your hall is cold of late.” Said Geren,“There’s brothels in town where men like you can stay.” The warrior snapped off a curse, and stormed from the kitchen, she thought Geren...

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