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    A poem that I wrote a while back, but am posting for this Holiday.A SoldierA soldier fights, a soldier dies ....a family mourns, a widow cries....some will praise what he bravely did....and honor the memory of this valiant kid....some will say,"oh what a shame"....and within the week forget his name....some will say its all for naught....not thinking of what his life bought....some will spit upon his grave....and criticize the life he gave....but he chose this path,not on a whim....he fought and died for all of them....To those that at funerals do protest....saying that all soldiers they detest....You may curse at those that mourn the loss....in the name of him upon the cross....he that re-attached a soldiers ear....he did not curse, he did not jeer....you say you know how he would feel...that he would hurt instead of heal....I think that only time will tell....and surely you will burn in hell....for if you think the Lord's that way....a heavy price you'll eternally pay....and as that soldier watches from above....his aching heart still filled with love....then you'll know and you will see....that he did it all for you and me... .

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    The morning poem, sort of a story type one to start the weekend.Picking up the receiver I give a courteous"Hello""I need you dear." says a voice that I well know.Struggling hard to find the exact words to say"Given time it too will pass and you will be okay."" I do not think so for you haunt even my dreamsand are my every thought these days it seems.""There will be another enchanted by your faceand he shall soon these thoughts of yours replace.Just get some sleep and please, do take care."" I hate it at night knowing that you are over there,the distance is so small yet feels so very long.""You will be okay, you just have to be strong.""I love the sound of your voice and all you say,how you make me feel and that calming way.I could stay and talk to you all night through.""That is something that we should never do,besides I really must be going as you know.""I know, I know, I just wanted to hear your voice.""Be safe" I hung up the phone having no choice."And I will be in love with you" I said"my life through""and wish with all my heart, you could have been true."

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    Passion speaks of need and tenderness of desire,both can surely fan the spark of love into a raging fire.It seems they are needed for a relationship to last,for one without both will become a thing of the past.Sometimes when I see you a feeling come over meand I wish to ravage you like the animal that we bebut other times I want to just hold you in my armskeep you warm and safe from all of life's harms.To make sensual love to you and seduce so tenderlyto receive your gifts and give all that is a part of me.I seem to need to want you and want to need you so,sometimes the two are one like us, so it that I know;we can survive the ages as one made of two partswith passion and tenderness in our loving hearts.

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    Poem of the day is an attempt at something new, have done it only once before--a mono-rhyme.I sit alone within my cavern, one so very dark and deepso far back within it, that there no light can ever creep.It is there that I exist in agony as away my life I weep,nevermore to laugh or smile, impossible to even sleep.The results of loving someone who off my feet did sweepbut they were untrue to me, so such love you can keep.If I had the strength to climb, from a cliff I would leap,a disgraceful way to end it, so shameful and so cheap,devoid of hope and strength, I lie here in a sobbing heap,cursing myself for believing, crying, and not another peep.So here in my cavern, tears mix with the waters that seepand silently I pray that my soul death will come to reap.

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    Nature makes such beautiful things that it can stir the heartbut everything seems so pale and dead each time we're apart.Life seems lose it's meaning whenever you are not right here,you are my muse, my inspiration, motivation,in all I do, my dear.I live only for that time when together we will be once againyour company soothes my lonely heart and cancels the pain.So hurry back, my dearest love, and save me from this sorrowand we shall laugh and love time away for every new tomorrow.

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    I wrote a sweet poem of my burning love and sent itso much time waiting for a reply, in loneliness I spent it.This unrequited love I had for her did indeed hurt me so,from this I learned it is bad to let your true feeling show.I had a lady that did once say that she could only love meand knowing that dream came true, was as happy as can bebut that knowledge, like she, herself turned out to be untrueand from this agonizing I learned that it is wrong to trust too.Other women over time trained me to do the things I doand each of them left alone this broken man before you.They say they like confidence, but then they rip it to a shredleaving nothing but self doubt and awful pain to fill your headsay they love who you are and then set out to change youI wonder was it just a fantasy of theirs to which they are true?Wishing only to find one good man with a kind loving heartthen they run off with some bad boy and tear it all apart.I am not the man you seek, he upon the cross was burnedby the lessons that from your sisters he painfully learned.

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    Of all the things I have,I have only time that I can offer you.I once asked a wise man"How do you know love is true?,That they really mean it when those words they choose to say?"He thought for a bit and cringed his face in a peculiar way,He pondered on the question and the lies which could be told,trying to figure out how to know which lady you should hold.Finally he let out a sigh that sounded of such deep despairand revealed to me the answer, right then and right there."Time, sadly, is the only way that you can ever know for sureif the lady that you love will return one that is true and pure."I have already given my love and I know that it will be true,so it seems that truly now, time is all I have to offer you.I know that however long or short my time on this earth here,that I will love you so very true and always want you near.

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    The poem of the day, it is a sad one, but I hope that your day is a wonderful one.I have no dreams or fantasythat you would be in love with me.One so wonderful as youhas much better things to do.This unrequited love,from below not above,makes me stay around,drives me to the ground,my heart shattered,ego battered,'til I die.Will you cryor yet, forget,me?

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    The poem of the day. It is a romantic one and I hope that your partner will always remember to feel this way for you.I wish that I could write a poem as beautiful as theeand somehow get it out there for the whole world to see.Like you a classic beauty which makes every heart sigh,the way mine does each and every time you are nearby.One that's so memorable that everyone would indeed findthat once they have seen, it is etched forever on their mind.So wonderful that the mere thought would make them smileand they would drift to fantasy like me, for just a little while.A picture is worth a thousand words, but it couldn't showeven a few of the wonders of you that I have come to know,your beauty is but a small part of the treasure that is youand the best is hidden in your mind and that heart so true.I could write passages that left people wanting ever moreand never paint the picture of the you, that I do so adore.I could write a never ending love song as if it's from aboveand still not be able to say all there is to you that I do so love.There are not words that can do justice, nor could there be,like trying to describe a rainbow to one who can not seeI can only carry this feeling and hope that you will knowthat those mesmerizing words that I can not find are so.

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    She bound me with chains from which I would never freeand they controlled every action and where I was to be.I took comfort in their presence and wore them with pridethe limits the chains set was a thing I never tried to hide.Though others could not ever see the chains they were realbut everybody knew it though by the way they made me feel.They were the only chains that a man like me could holdnot of hardened steel, but more precious to me than gold.Each link forged with love from kindness and love shownover the years how quickly in length the chains have grownThese chains of love bind me to her as they do her to methey are a treasured burden that we always bear so happilyIf temptation should try to pull one away the chains preventkeeping us from ever having to beg forgive and to repent.I wear these chains and escape is never even a thought,for it is my truest heart's desire to remain forever caught.If the chains can not control our actions, this we do know,no other force can bind them, so we must let them go.I wear these chains of Love she forges and add links tooso we will stay bound together our whole lives through.

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    Here is where I make my stand and here is where I die,when life has left my body, do not waste the time to cry.I set myself on the warrior's path knowing where it leadsReminded of this bodies mortality by the way it bleeds.I offer all that I have so that you can sleep and can livein the peaceful life that I fight so hard each to freely give.As a warrior none will more than me pray for there is peaceand know my life can buy it but maybe it can make a leaseuntil another warrior can come and take my place hereand he too will tell you not to waste the time to shed a tear.Semper Fidelis, such solemn words and indeed so very truebut they and dieing are the very least we can do for you;for you are our families, our lovers, and our dearest friendand every warrior, every true Marine, will love you to the end.

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    See the gorgeous sunrise turn the sky from black to redas it struggles against the night to climb up over our head.It has such an effect as it hits the dew upon the grass,sending radiant shimmers out as if hitting broken glass.The songs of spring birds everywhere seem to fill my ear,relieving any worries about the day, removing all the fear.How can a day that starts so wonderful, be any but good?A lovely hint that the day will go the way I wish it would.Giving my heart reason to sing and causing a big smile,I will remember this morning as I trudge on every mile.

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    Use as little energy as possible, says natures rule,to get what you want or need; less you are a fool.One who waste energy doing anything will surely dieand their genetics will perish without a wimper or cry.That's part of why people stop trying as hard once matedor revert to traits they know the other has always hated.Feeling that once they are theirs it will somehow take less,that is how so many relationships end up in such a mess.It's natural that men will tend act in this same way as well,it is not some great guarded secret that to you I do now tell.If women don't insist on being treated like they so deserveand settle for one that will mistreat or is some kind of pervmen will learn that they get what they want without trying,women will find they are mated with their dreams dying.So make your man show attention and always treat you right,even if he resist or tries to put up some lame sort of fight;but always remember in this life that you are going throughthat like you a truly good man is indeed a true treasure too.

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    Part of an ongoing exchange of messages with a lady, so hurt that she no longer trust any man; hoping to get her to see that I am only interested in helping and that all men are not like that.Run along and play the game, it is where your at,I will watch as you do your thing, I am not into that.They are so much fun for you and you love it soattention makes you feel good, I can see you glow.You seem to need the reinforcement that they giveand think it adds some meaning to this life you live.Perception is indeed reality for those who truly believeand the truth would not bring their mind ever relieve.Go and play and believe the shallow things they say,even though they will get what they want and go away,and when you get your heart broke enough at lastand when you can put your games well into the past,I will be here to give you a shoulder upon which to cry.Remaining here with you until you, at last say goodbye,I know that you will do this as have so many beforebut love or a relationship is not what I am here for.I am too old, ugly, and poor to waste time on such I am only here to help the ones that hurt so much.When you feel better you too will simply go awayand forget the pain and me and all about that day.I only hope that each of you will have learned welland not repeat the things that left you in such a hell.

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    I told you I was"disposable", you said I was wrongbut the truth was once again known before very long.I let you see the way I think, my manner, and my witI showed you my inner self in things that I had writ,but soon there was no time for me, as you did ignore,just as so many in this life have done to me before.It is not that you would never grow to be in love with me,for that would have been nothing more than a fantasyand I am so foolish to put good hope into such a dream;but that I am not worth the time to talk to it does seem.I do not fault you, for all I can be is exactly what I am,will not lie to impress,play games, or some evil scam.You have handsome men and players which to attend,how foolish it was of me to think I could even be a friend?It truly is not your fault that I am and will stay this way,I just feel bad that I for a bit I believed what you did say.I find myself again cast out upon the useless trash heap,finding love only when I am able to cry myself to sleep.

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    Good morning and wishes for a great weekend for you, here is the poem of the day.I have a need for confirmation only you can fillfor you are the one thing in life that is truly real.I have a desire to feel every part of you so near,so will you come and sate this desire, my dear ?I am truly not looking to have sex or nasty to be,if we end making love that would be great with me,but what I need is the wonderful feel of your headlaying on my chest as we lay here in our own bed.The feel of your soft hand as it runs over my chest,reminding of all in this life that is indeed the best,as I draw the strength I need to go on from your touch,for you are my motivation for doing so very much.You give me hope and reason, fill my heart with love,so much more than inspiration, an angel from above,without you I would be lost and alone, my dear wife.So lay with me and make me whole, for you are my life.

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    climb out of bed in the morning and start the fireclothes out of the washer and put them in the dryermake a pot of coffee like I have every day beforelisten for it to start perking as I head out the doorI need to grain the horses and check their water tooput them out to pasture whenever they are throughwatching the horses play will always make me smile.head back to the house to warm up for a little whileopen a can of cat food so that they will not screampour a cup of coffee with sugar and some rich creamsitting at the table I see the first downy flakes of snowIt is indeed beautiful but it will melt by days end thoughFinish up my cup and fill a bucket full of cracked corngo and feed the chickens as I do each and every morngather the eggs and back to the house once againthe dogs stop to play or just to be a pestering painput the bread in the toaster and bacon in the fry panand hope that the day will go something like I plancrack some of the eggs and drop them in the pan to frybutter the toast as the buzzer warns the clothes are dryfold the clothes while I have breakfast to start my dayand then head out the door to work as bills I must payjust another day of working my poor fingers to the bonea typical one when you must face each of them alone.

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  • Disposable ⇒ liulime
    A short one for hump day, hope that you have an awesome day.The very first time that I looked upon her gorgeous faceI knew that I loved her so by the way my heart did race.There was no way to resist I knew and I did not even tryI knew that if the reason arose, for her I would gladly die.Envisioning our lives together my mind did wildly raceand I loved her more each and every time I saw her face.It is not a love that could fade or die, the truest in the worl'for how could any father not forever truly love his baby girl?

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    welcome in fubar

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    I am often asked why I send poems I have written. First and foremost it is because I like for my friends to know that I have thought of them and taken the time to send something when I can. Secondly, I found out that some of the picture comments contain viruses and can infect the computer that they are sent to,so this narrowed the options. I decided to send the poems because so many men seem to have forgotten that you need to speak to a lady's heart in soft wooing tones as well. That comments like"You're Hot" need to be expressed in a more gentlemanly fashion. It seems that society is reverting back to a more crass time and that we have forgotten even how to compliment each other, let alone seduce another; reducing"making love" to the animal act of"having sex". It is my hope that poetry will bring a smile to the receipiant and make other re-evaluate thier outlook and actions toward women. I feel that if men forget to pay basic respect and sensuality during a compliment, how long before they stop showing it in any form? I tend to write most of my poetry to try to get people to think about life or to learn to appreciate what they do have in life and hope that it will help people through hard times. Lastly, it is my hope that people will see that you are receiving a comment so often from one person and think about how often they do or do not do the same.

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