<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046804283896556062</id><updated>2024-10-24T07:10:59.323-07:00</updated><category term="A Poetry By Rana"/><category term="Beautiful Dream"/><category term="Evening Song"/><category term="Everything You Do"/><category term="Forever I&#39;ll Wait"/><category term="Great Poem"/><category term="Love For Me"/><category term="Love Poems"/><category term="Love is Gone"/><category term="My One and Only"/><category term="My love Story"/><category term="Something About You"/><category term="The First Day Of my Love"/><category term="The Red Rose"/><title type='text'>Love Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'>Love Poetry,Best poetry, Good Poety, Sadly Poetry,&#xa; And Much more Here IS Poetry Store And Fi you Want To Share Your Poetry With Public Then You Must Share Your Poetry On my blog  </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestpakpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7046804283896556062/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestpakpoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7046804283896556062/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06008861644688961531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>164</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046804283896556062.post-2092368597173181296</id><published>2013-01-01T02:15:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-01T02:15:36.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come back In my Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;&quot;&gt;We never really even talked until he found out I liked him. I gave him my number and we talked for four months as friends. We wanted to get to know each other better because we had both been hurt before and we didn&#39;t wanna&#39; go down that path again. He went out with this other gurl while he was still talkin&#39; to me and after that ended, he still tried hookin&#39; up with other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel like he never even really liked me and that I was just there to be there. I wanted to just move on but my heart would never let me leave. We finally got together and we fell in love with each other but people kept makin&#39; up stupid rumors and they would never stay out of our relationship. After a while, we started fighting every night and said some things neither of us really meant to say. We usually made up the same night but we still fought and that was leading our relationship in the wrong direction. I gave him every part of me and he gave me every part of him. My ex-boyfriend came to my house one night and it started a lot of problems in our relationship, (even though I didn&#39;t ask my ex to come!) Then, my boyfriend tried to get back at me for hurting him because I didn&#39;t have enough sense to tell my ex to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started cryin&#39; every night and he told me his feelings had changed for me. He said part of him wanted to be with me and part of him didn&#39;t. I couldn&#39;t take it anymore, knowing I never made him happy, so one night I just called it quits. He told me there was no reason for us to talk anymore but not to ever forget that he loved me. I told him I will always love him no matter what happened, but now we can&#39;t even look at each other. All he ever says is that I&#39;m the one that broke up with him. I feel so stupid for letting the love of my life go. If I could take all that back, I would do it in a heartbeat. I hate my life without him. I&#39;ve been hurt before, but never like this. I pray that he can forgive me and give us another try. I need him. He is and always will be my everything. I guess the saying is true, &quot;You never know what you have until it&#39;s gone.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t think he will ever forgive me for all of the stupid mistakes I&#39;ve made. All I ever do now, is cry. I&#39;ve tried being friends with him, but how can you be friends with someone if everytime you look at them, it makes you want them even more? I miss him more than anything and I will never forgive myself for letting him go. There is a LovePoetry poem that I really identify with. It is&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;by Brandi Michelle Lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m not the same person I used to be. I&#39;m never happy and all I can ever think about are the good memories that we made together. I never will be happy with the decision that I made to give up our relationship. We could have worked through this and he would still be a part of my everyday life! He was my blessing from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up on what you truly love because true love never dies! Don&#39;t listen to anyone or anything but your own heart. I promise, if you truly love the person you&#39;ll regret letting them go because life without love is no life at all.............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;&quot;&gt;My relationship was not good because there was no trust and we fought a lot. My boyfriend cheated on me and lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave forgiveness to myself because I realized that it wasn&#39;t my fault that my boyfriend was playing around on me and lying to me constantly. I broke up with him and moved on.by Rana sgeel was the LovePoetry poem that helped me through the pain because I found a rainbow inside of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result of my decision to break up with him and forgive myself, I got closer to my family and got a new boyfriend who treats me like an angel! I think I reacted wisely because if I hadn&#39;t broken up with him, I wouldn&#39;t be with my boyfriend right now. I would still be sad and depressed and my boyfriend now is also my rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in a bad relationship, don&#39;t stay in it. Get help and find your rainbow!????????///............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;&quot;&gt;We started dating in the summer of 2003. Everything was going well; at least that’s what I thought. Before school started, I broke up with him ‘cause I had a very bad feeling that something was wrong. I guess I was right ‘cause on the first day of school I found out he had cheated on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found out, I didn’t know what to do except blame myself for falling in love with a playa’. He would write me notes saying how sorry he was and asking me to please forgive him. He told me he would do anything to get me back. Well, I forgave him and took him back. I had the feeling that this wasn’t going to be the end of his cheating, but I took the risk anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the LovePoetry poem&amp;nbsp;by Rana sgeel mahmood and I thought to myself, “Why am I doing this again when I know that I will get hurt?” I answered myself, “I love him and I believe in this relationship.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back together a while after he cheated on me and things were going pretty well until the summer of my sophomore year. I found out that he’d messed around with my two best friends. At that point, I broke down and didn’t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the long run, I got back with him. I told him that I believed in our relationship and I loved him. This time I really think that our relationship will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice to all of you that read this is watch who you date ‘cause you never know how he is. I you think that you’ve found that special person, then you will believe in your relationship and it will go as far as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;I got into this situation because my boyfriend seemed to be a changed man and he had me fooled. I found out there was someone else so many times but I stayed and gave him so many chances because I always thought he&#39;d change. I also just loved him too much to let him go and I didn&#39;t want to face the fact that he would find someone else. I felt so upset and heart-broken. For the first few days, I couldn&#39;t get out of bed. I had to force myself to rise up and start a new day.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Jess Gallagher helped me explain everything just like I needed to. I finally just stopped communicating with my boyfriend for any reason. Now, when I see him, I walk the opposite direction in order to keep my feelings straight and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has happened since. I am coping with this situation better now. I become stronger with each day that passes by. My love for him is still there, but I will never play the fool again. My love life now is much better and happier. I guess I&#39;d rather be single and happy than be in love and hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t listen when they say they&#39;ve changed their ways. Don&#39;t always take them back and stay. Once you&#39;ve played the fool, that should be enough for the relationship to be through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestpakpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3038968067933844458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestpakpoetry.blogspot.com/2013/01/love-triangle.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7046804283896556062/posts/default/3038968067933844458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7046804283896556062/posts/default/3038968067933844458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestpakpoetry.blogspot.com/2013/01/love-triangle.html' title='Love Triangle'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06008861644688961531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046804283896556062.post-6251444240671125963</id><published>2012-12-07T01:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-12-29T02:09:05.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have found the love of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
There was a time I thought I could live on my own.&lt;br /&gt;
But then I met the woman who has changed my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is the most wonderful girl for me, she has changed &lt;br /&gt;
my life completely. I am not the same anymore, everybody can see.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am the happiest man in the world, because I had the luck to &lt;br /&gt;
find my dreamwoman. With her I want to spend the rest of my life, &lt;br /&gt;
I am sure. My feelings for her are true, honest, deep and pure.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She has awakened my deepest inside, for her I would do anything, &lt;br /&gt;
someday I want to have her as my bride.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I promised that I will never leave her, and I will hold my word, &lt;br /&gt;
I swear. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. With her &lt;br /&gt;
wonderful chocolate-brown eyes, that cute nose, those wonderful &lt;br /&gt;
sweet lips and that perfect body- she is like a masterpiece &lt;br /&gt;
of finest art, but never comparable to anything else, she is &lt;br /&gt;
my number one, always topping my chart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I want to be with her all the time, I want to feel her heartbeat, &lt;br /&gt;
I want to touch her, kiss her, hear her breath, I want to know &lt;br /&gt;
that she is very close to me, forever with me, always mine, &lt;br /&gt;
I want to be hers until my death.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But my love for her will never end, even death can´t do that, &lt;br /&gt;
no distance can hold me away from her, she is the only one who with &lt;br /&gt;
my life I will spend. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I dedicate this poem to her, to the love of my life: &lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I will love you forever, as long as I live. My love for you &lt;br /&gt;
is the strongest feeling in me. My love for you is pure, &lt;br /&gt;
honest, true and deep, nothing can stop it, nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;
Whatever happens my Darling, please never forget, no distance &lt;br /&gt;
can divide us, no time is holding us apart. Someday we will &lt;br /&gt;
be together, not only for some weeks or days, someday I will live &lt;br /&gt;
together with you, I will live with my family. You are the only &lt;br /&gt;
one I will ever call my family, because you are everything for me &lt;br /&gt;
in one person. You are my very best friend, you are my life, &lt;br /&gt;
you are my love... You are my life! ICH LIEBE DICH MEHR ALS ALLES &lt;br /&gt;
ANDERE IN MEINEM LEBEN, ICH LIEBE DICH AUS TIEFSTEM HERZEN! &lt;br /&gt;
DU BIST MEIN EIN UND ALLES, ICH WERDE ALLES TUN UM DICH GLUECKLICH &lt;br /&gt;
ZU MACHEN!! I WANT TO DO EVERYTHING TO MAKE YOUR LIFE THE HAPPIEST &lt;br /&gt;
PLACE IN THE WORLD!! KOKORO KARA AISHITERU YO WATASHI-NO HIME!! &lt;br /&gt;
ANATA WA SEKAI DE ITIBAN UTSUKUSHI HITO DESU!! I LOVE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dedicated to Shiho, the girl of my dreams, my family, &lt;br /&gt;
the one I want to spend the rest of my life with..........&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dedicated to the love of my life:Rana Sgeel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
I sometimes feel my heart will burst&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; from wanting you so much&lt;br /&gt;
I can&#39;t explain in words of how &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; I long to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There is no way I can convey&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; this emptiness inside&lt;br /&gt;
That seems to tear my soul to shreds&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; as time goes swiftly by&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I could merely hold you near &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; for just a little while&lt;br /&gt;
If I could simply talk with you&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; or only see you smile&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To have you look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; and wait to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;
Something that would help me&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; to take this pain away&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I have to wait forever&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; I guess that&#39;s what I&#39;ll do&lt;br /&gt;
For me, it will be worth it&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; to finally be with you.........&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dedicated to the love of my life:Rana Sgeel&lt;/div&gt;
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I was sitting here thinking,&lt;br /&gt;
of the words I want to say&lt;br /&gt;
but they just wouldn&#39;t come out right-&lt;br /&gt;
so I found a different way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I got out a piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;
and I wrote this poem for you&lt;br /&gt;
but there&#39;s no way to thank you&lt;br /&gt;
for everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For always being nice to me&lt;br /&gt;
and staying by my side,&lt;br /&gt;
for helping fix my problems,&lt;br /&gt;
and never leaving me behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For accepting my thoughts and feelings,&lt;br /&gt;
though you might not understand,&lt;br /&gt;
for never giving up on me &lt;br /&gt;
and being my VERY best friend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For making me laugh-&lt;br /&gt;
and letting me cry&lt;br /&gt;
and saying you&#39;d miss me&lt;br /&gt;
if I were to die.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Everything you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;
you could never know&lt;br /&gt;
in all the ways you&#39;ve changed my life&lt;br /&gt;
I could never show.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The way you take care of me&lt;br /&gt;
it&#39;s like you&#39;re my shining star&lt;br /&gt;
and though it&#39;s so incredible&lt;br /&gt;
that&#39;s just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Before I get to mushy&lt;br /&gt;
it&#39;s time for me to go&lt;br /&gt;
but before I leave this ink-filled page&lt;br /&gt;
there&#39;s something you should know.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As long as we are living,&lt;br /&gt;
no matter when or where,&lt;br /&gt;
if you ever need me-&lt;br /&gt;
just call and I&#39;ll be there.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll climb a thousand mountains&lt;br /&gt;
and swim a thousand seas...&lt;br /&gt;
anything to be there&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;cause you&#39;ve been there for me.........&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dedicated to the love of my life:Rana Sgeel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You&#39;ll always be my one and only,&lt;br /&gt;
the one I&#39;ll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;
The times we share are always special,&lt;br /&gt;
memories, I won&#39;t ever regret.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I care for you deeply&lt;br /&gt;
and give to you my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
I always knew you could be the one for me,&lt;br /&gt;
I fell in love with you, right from the start.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All I want to do is hold you close&lt;br /&gt;
and never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;
Tell me you&#39;ll stay here with me,&lt;br /&gt;
please, don&#39;t tell me, &#39;No&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your love comforts me at night,&lt;br /&gt;
it never leaves me lonely.&lt;br /&gt;
You&#39;re all I&#39;ll ever need in life,&lt;br /&gt;
you are truly my one and only.......&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Poetry By Rana Sgeel&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
I don&#39;t know how to explain it,&lt;br /&gt;
If only you could truly see,&lt;br /&gt;
How much I really care for you,&lt;br /&gt;
How much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I look forward to seeing you every day,&lt;br /&gt;
The grin that belongs only to you,&lt;br /&gt;
When I see you I can&#39;t help but smile,&lt;br /&gt;
There is just something about you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When you put your hand in mine,&lt;br /&gt;
My heart suddenly beats faster,&lt;br /&gt;
I wish I could tell you right then and there,&lt;br /&gt;
That my life could never be better.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When you wrap your arms around me,&lt;br /&gt;
For a simple, gentle hug,&lt;br /&gt;
I want to stay in that moment forever,&lt;br /&gt;
And tell you how much you really are loved.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When we gradually come close enough together,&lt;br /&gt;
Our lips touch, a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;
Nothing around us seems to matter,&lt;br /&gt;
Because there is nothing sweeter than this.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No words could ever express how much you mean to me,&lt;br /&gt;
I hope you have these feelings for me, too;&lt;br /&gt;
I can&#39;t figure out just what it is,&lt;br /&gt;
But there is definitely something very special about you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ......&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Poetry By Rana Sgeel&lt;/div&gt;
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I know at times I have not been the best,&lt;br /&gt;and there were times that I have failed your tests.&lt;br /&gt;There were days when you were oh-so alone,&lt;br /&gt;a couple of sad times with no-one&#39;s fault but my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give you anything I can, anything at all,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be there to catch every tear that might fall.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that forever wasn&#39;t just a word you say.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby, please don&#39;t go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be your knight in shinning armor, as you see,&lt;br /&gt;but only for you I am being the best I can be.&lt;br /&gt;I love you even more than you know,&lt;br /&gt;you never leave me, you&#39;re in my heart wherever I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please kiss me and hold me so tight,&lt;br /&gt;encourage me that things will be all right,&lt;br /&gt;That I am not wrong for loving a person like you,&lt;br /&gt;a person who makes all of my dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true person I am, as I always will be,&lt;br /&gt;I have been very stupid lately, please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;Give me one more chance, hell, maybe two,&lt;br /&gt;but whatever happens I don&#39;t ever want to lose you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry By Rana Sgeel &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
A beautiful garden now stands alone,&lt;br /&gt;
missing the one who nurtured it&lt;br /&gt;
But now she is gone,&lt;br /&gt;
Her flowers still bloom, and the sun it still shines,&lt;br /&gt;
But the rain is like tear drops, for the ones left behind,&lt;br /&gt;
The weeds lay waiting to take the gardens beauty away,&lt;br /&gt;
But the beautiful memories of its keeper are in our hearts to stay,&lt;br /&gt;
she loved every flower even some that were weeds,&lt;br /&gt;
So much love she would plant with each little seed,&lt;br /&gt;
But just like her flowers she was part of Gods plan,&lt;br /&gt;
So when it was her time he reached down his hand,&lt;br /&gt;
He look through the Garden searching for the best,&lt;br /&gt;
That&#39;s when he found Robin, it was her time to rest,&lt;br /&gt;
It was hard for those who loved her, to just let her go,&lt;br /&gt;
But God had a spot in his garden, that needed a gentle soul,&lt;br /&gt;
So when you start missing Robin, remember if you just wait,&lt;br /&gt;
When God has a spot in his garden, She&#39;ll meet you at the gate.................&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rana Brother&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Death Poems contains many of our most read and commented on poems. Great suffering, such as when a loved one dies, drives us to find release and comfort through connecting with others who have experienced what we are going through. Just reading the stories and poems shared by people crazed by a similar grief to ours, can somehow actualize our feelings and bring solace to our grieving souls. It is our sincere hope that you find this comfort which you need.&lt;br /&gt;
The act of creating a poem is a memorial for one who has passed away. It is an act of spirituality. A memorial tells the world that while our loved one may be gone his or her spirit lives on. This individual will forever be tied together in the circle of life. Our Loved One&#39;s life mattered and continues to matter. Their acts of goodness and courage will never be forgotten. A memorial is a way to remember a loved one forever.&lt;br /&gt;
Love Poems speak about the passion, desire and vulnerability of being in love. When you can share your life with another, the whole world is completely different.&lt;br /&gt;
Falling in love may one of the greatest feelings ever. When you are with your lover there is no greater feeling in the world, and when you&#39;re not you spend all your time thinking of each other. Falling in love is truly an awesome feeling.&lt;br /&gt;
Romantic relationships are the spice of life. They make us feel alive in a way that nothing else can. Genuine romance exists when two individuals show that they care for each other by doing small acts for each other that demonstrate love and affection. It makes us feel loved and cared for when we know that our significant other is thinking about how to give us the most pleasure. Romance is the key to keeping the sparks flying. Without it, any relationship will soon lose its shine.&lt;br /&gt;
We hope you enjoy browsing our collection of great love poems!.............&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rana Brother&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Love Poems speak about the passion, desire and vulnerability of being in love. When you can share your life with another, the whole world is completely different.&lt;br /&gt;
Falling in love may one of the greatest feelings ever. When you are with your lover there is no greater feeling in the world, and when you&#39;re not you spend all your time thinking of each other. Falling in love is truly an awesome feeling.&lt;br /&gt;
Romantic relationships are the spice of life. They make us feel alive in a way that nothing else can. Genuine romance exists when two individuals show that they care for each other by doing small acts for each other that demonstrate love and affection. It makes us feel loved and cared for when we know that our significant other is thinking about how to give us the most pleasure. Romance is the key to keeping the sparks flying. Without it, any relationship will soon lose its shine.&lt;br /&gt;
We hope you enjoy browsing our collection of great love poems!.............&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rana Brother&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
may i feel said he&lt;br /&gt;
(i&#39;ll squeal said she&lt;br /&gt;
just once said he)&lt;br /&gt;
it&#39;s fun said she&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(may i touch said he&lt;br /&gt;
how much said she&lt;br /&gt;
a lot said he)&lt;br /&gt;
why not said she&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(let&#39;s go said he&lt;br /&gt;
not too far said she&lt;br /&gt;
what&#39;s too far said he&lt;br /&gt;
where you are said she)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
may i stay said he&lt;br /&gt;
(which way said she&lt;br /&gt;
like this said he&lt;br /&gt;
if you kiss said she&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
may i move said he&lt;br /&gt;
is it love said she)&lt;br /&gt;
if you&#39;re willing said he&lt;br /&gt;
(but you&#39;re killing said she&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but it&#39;s life said he&lt;br /&gt;
but your wife said she&lt;br /&gt;
now said he)&lt;br /&gt;
ow said she&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(tiptop said he&lt;br /&gt;
don&#39;t stop said she&lt;br /&gt;
oh no said he)&lt;br /&gt;
go slow said she&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(cccome?said he&lt;br /&gt;
ummm said she)&lt;br /&gt;
you&#39;re divine!said he&lt;br /&gt;
(you are Mine said she).............&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Posted By Rana&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;pre style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me, 
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lull&#39;d by the moonlight have all pass&#39;d a way!

Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of life&#39;s busy throng, --
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!

Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea 
Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.

Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart, 
E&#39;en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart, --
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me
       &lt;b&gt; &quot;A Friend Rana Like You &quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;There&#39;s lots of things
With which I&#39;m blessed,
Tho&#39; my life&#39;s been both Sunny and Blue,
But of all my blessings,
This one&#39;s the best:
To have a friend like you.

In times of trouble
Friends will say, 
&quot;Just ask... I&#39;ll help you through it.&quot;
But you don&#39;t wait for me to ask,
You just get up 
And you do it!

And I can think 
Of nothing in life 
That I could more wisely do,
Than know a friend,
And be a friend, 
And love a friend... like you.&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;Poetry By Rana Sgeel&lt;/pre&gt;
&lt;pre style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
A sweet disorder in the dress&lt;br /&gt;
Kindles in clothes a wantonness:&lt;br /&gt;
A lawn about the shoulders thrown&lt;br /&gt;
Into a fine distraction --&lt;br /&gt;
An erring lace, which here and there&lt;br /&gt;
Enthrals the crimson stomacher --&lt;br /&gt;
A cuff neglectful, and thereby&lt;br /&gt;
Ribbands to flow confusedly --&lt;br /&gt;
A winning wave, deserving note,&lt;br /&gt;
In the tempestuous petticoat --&lt;br /&gt;
A careless shoe-string, in whose tie&lt;br /&gt;
I see a wild civility --&lt;br /&gt;
Do more bewitch me than when art&lt;br /&gt;
Is too precise in every part.!...........&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Posted By Rana&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to God I never saw you, Mag.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish you never quit your job and came along with me.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish we never bought a license and a white dress&lt;br /&gt;
For you to get married in the day we ran off to the minister&lt;br /&gt;
And told him we would love each other and take care of each other&lt;br /&gt;
Always and always, as long as the sun and the rain lasts anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, I&#39;m wishing now you lived somewhere away from here&lt;br /&gt;
And I was a bum on the bumpers a thousand miles away, dead broke.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wish the kids had never come,&lt;br /&gt;
And the rent, and coal, and clothes to pay for,&lt;br /&gt;
And the grocery man calling for cash.&lt;br /&gt;
Every day, cash for beans and prunes.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to God I never saw you, Mag!&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to God the kids had never come!...........&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Posted By Rana&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
A Poetry By Rana&lt;br /&gt;
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,&lt;br /&gt;
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea;&lt;br /&gt;
How long they kiss in sight of all the lands,&lt;br /&gt;
Ah! longer, longer we.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now, in the sea&#39;s red vintage melts the sun&lt;br /&gt;
As Egypt&#39;s pearl dissolved in rosy wine&lt;br /&gt;
And Cleopatra-night drinks all- &#39;tis done,&lt;br /&gt;
Love, lay thine hand in mine.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Come forth, sweet stars, and comfort heaven&#39;s heart,&lt;br /&gt;
Glimmer, ye waves, &#39;round else unlighted sands;&lt;br /&gt;
Oh night! divorce our sun and sky apart-&lt;br /&gt;
Never our lips, our hands...........&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Posted By Rana&lt;/div&gt;
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Wild nights.&amp;nbsp; Wild nights!&lt;br /&gt;
Were I with thee,&lt;br /&gt;
Wild nights should be&lt;br /&gt;
Our luxury!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Futile the winds&lt;br /&gt;
To a heart in port&lt;br /&gt;
Done with the compass&lt;br /&gt;
Done with the chart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rowing in Eden.&lt;br /&gt;
Ah, the sea.&lt;br /&gt;
Might I but moor&lt;br /&gt;
Tonight with thee!&lt;br /&gt;
!...........&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Posted By Rana Sgeel&lt;/div&gt;
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Passing stranger! you do not know &lt;br /&gt;How longingly I look upon you,&lt;br /&gt;You must be he I was seeking, &lt;br /&gt;Or she I was seeking &lt;br /&gt;(It comes to me as a dream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have somewhere surely &lt;br /&gt;Lived a life of joy with you,&lt;br /&gt;All is recall&#39;d as we flit by each other,&lt;br /&gt;Fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grew up with me, &lt;br /&gt;Were a boy with me or a girl with me,&lt;br /&gt;I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become &lt;br /&gt;not yours only nor left my body mine only,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me the pleasure of your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;face, flesh as we pass,&lt;br /&gt;You take of my beard, breast, hands,&lt;br /&gt;in return,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you &lt;br /&gt;when I sit alone or wake at night, alone &lt;br /&gt;I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again &lt;br /&gt;I am to see to it that I do not lose you.&lt;br /&gt;!...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By Rana Sgeel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Wind and Window Flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers, forget your love,&lt;br /&gt;And list to the love of these,&lt;br /&gt;She a window flower,&lt;br /&gt;And he a winter breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the frosty window veil&lt;br /&gt;Was melted down at noon,&lt;br /&gt;And the caged yellow bird&lt;br /&gt;Hung over her in tune,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He marked her through the pane,&lt;br /&gt;He could not help but mark,&lt;br /&gt;And only passed her by&lt;br /&gt;To come again at dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a winter wind,&lt;br /&gt;Concerned with ice and snow,&lt;br /&gt;Dead weeds and unmated birds,&lt;br /&gt;And little of love could know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he sighed upon the sill, &lt;br /&gt;He gave the sash a shake,&lt;br /&gt;As witness all within&lt;br /&gt;Who lay that night awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perchance he half prevailed&lt;br /&gt;To win her for the flight&lt;br /&gt;From the firelit looking-glass&lt;br /&gt;And warm stove-window light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the flower leaned aside&lt;br /&gt;And thought of naught to say,&lt;br /&gt;And morning found the breeze&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles away.&lt;br /&gt;!...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted By Rana Sgeel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I wish I could remember the first day,&lt;br /&gt;
First hour, first moment of your meeting me;&lt;br /&gt;
If bright or dim the season it might be;&lt;br /&gt;
Summer or winter for aught I can say.&lt;br /&gt;
So, unrecorded did it slip away,&lt;br /&gt;
So blind was i to see and to forsee,&lt;br /&gt;
So dull to mark the budding of my tree&lt;br /&gt;
That would not blossom, yet, for many a May.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If only I could recollect it!&amp;nbsp; Such&lt;br /&gt;
A day of days!&amp;nbsp; I let it come and go&lt;br /&gt;
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow.&lt;br /&gt;
It seemed to mean so little, meant so much!&lt;br /&gt;
If only now I could recall that touch,&lt;br /&gt;
First touch of hand in hand! - Did one but know!...........&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Posted By Rana Sgeel&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
We Are Seven&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A simple child...&lt;br /&gt;
That lightly draws its breath&lt;br /&gt;
And feels its life in every limb,&lt;br /&gt;
What should it know of death?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I met a little cottage girl-&lt;br /&gt;
She was eight years old, she said;&lt;br /&gt;
Her hair was thick with many a curl &lt;br /&gt;
That clustered &#39;round her head.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She had a rustic, woodland air&lt;br /&gt;
And she was wildly clad;&lt;br /&gt;
Her eyes were fair, and very fair; &lt;br /&gt;
Her beauty made me glad.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Sisters and brothers, little maid, &lt;br /&gt;
How many may you be?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;How many?&amp;nbsp; Seven in all,&quot; she said&lt;br /&gt;
And wondering looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;And where are they?&amp;nbsp; I pray you tell.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
She answered, &quot;Seven are we;&lt;br /&gt;
And two of us at Conway dwell&lt;br /&gt;
And two are gone to sea.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Two of us in the churchyard lie, &lt;br /&gt;
My sister and my brother&lt;br /&gt;
And in the churchyard cottage, I &lt;br /&gt;
Dwell near them with my mother.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;You say that two at Conway dwell&lt;br /&gt;
And two are gone to sea, &lt;br /&gt;
Yet, ye are seven!&amp;nbsp; I pray you tell, &lt;br /&gt;
Sweet maid, how this may be.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then did the little maid reply,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Seven boys and girls are we;&lt;br /&gt;
Two of us in the churchyard lie, &lt;br /&gt;
Beneath the churchyard tree.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;You run about, my little maid, &lt;br /&gt;
Your limbs they are alive;&lt;br /&gt;
If two are in the churchyard laid&lt;br /&gt;
Then ye are only five.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Their graves are green, they may be seen,&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
The little maid replied, &lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Twelve steps or more from my mother&#39;s door&lt;br /&gt;
And they are side by side.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;My stockings there I often knit,&lt;br /&gt;
My kerchief there I hem; &lt;br /&gt;
And there upon the ground I sit&lt;br /&gt;
And sing a song to them.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;And often after sunset, sir, &lt;br /&gt;
When it is light and fair&lt;br /&gt;
I take my little porringer&lt;br /&gt;
And eat my supper there.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;The first that died was sister Jane; &lt;br /&gt;
In bed she moaning lay,&lt;br /&gt;
Till God released her of her pain&lt;br /&gt;
And then she went away.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;So in the churchyard she was laid&lt;br /&gt;
And, when the grass was dry&lt;br /&gt;
Together round her grave we played, &lt;br /&gt;
My brother John and I.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;And when the ground was white with snow&lt;br /&gt;
And I could run and slide, &lt;br /&gt;
My brother John was forced to go&lt;br /&gt;
And he lies by her side.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;How many are you, then,&quot; said I, &lt;br /&gt;
&quot;If they two are in heaven?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Quick was the little maid&#39;s reply, &lt;br /&gt;
&quot;O master!&amp;nbsp; We are seven.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;But they are dead; those two are dead! &lt;br /&gt;
Their spirits are in heaven!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;T was throwing words away; for still &lt;br /&gt;
The little maid would have her will&lt;br /&gt;
And said... &quot;Nay, we are seven!&quot;.............&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Posted By Rana Sgeel&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestpakpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7657534429841493385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestpakpoetry.blogspot.com/2012/11/my-love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7046804283896556062/posts/default/7657534429841493385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7046804283896556062/posts/default/7657534429841493385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestpakpoetry.blogspot.com/2012/11/my-love-story.html' title='My love Story'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06008861644688961531</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7046804283896556062.post-6484036688972661736</id><published>2012-11-30T04:02:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-12-25T01:13:05.285-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love is Gone"/><title type='text'>Love is Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
My love in her attire doth show her wit,&lt;br /&gt;
It doth so well become her:&lt;br /&gt;
For every season she hath dressings, fit,&lt;br /&gt;
For winter, spring, and summer.&lt;br /&gt;
No beauty she doth miss,&lt;br /&gt;
When all her robes are on:&lt;br /&gt;
But Beauty&#39;s self she is,&lt;br /&gt;
When all her robes are gone..............&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Posted By Rana Sgeel&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
I wish to God I never saw you, Mag.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish you never quit your job and came along with me.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish we never bought a license and a white dress&lt;br /&gt;
For you to get married in the day we ran off to the minister&lt;br /&gt;
And told him we would love each other and take care of each other&lt;br /&gt;
Always and always, as long as the sun and the rain lasts anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, I&#39;m wishing now you lived somewhere away from here&lt;br /&gt;
And I was a bum on the bumpers a thousand miles away, dead broke.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I wish the kids had never come,&lt;br /&gt;
And the rent, and coal, and clothes to pay for,&lt;br /&gt;
And the grocery man calling for cash.&lt;br /&gt;
Every day, cash for beans and prunes.&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to God I never saw you, Mag!&lt;br /&gt;
I wish to God the kids had never come!&lt;br /&gt;
.............&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Posted By Rana Sgeel&lt;/div&gt;
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