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les-nibbs
les-nibbs
Australian started writing poetry 27/7/13
A kiss is all I ask of thee a smile upon this face I see tis kindly given, this lover's touch I plead for this, seems not that much Tis your eyes, holds this spell acast upon my heart, it beats so fast to taste that which lies upon your lips some dawn rise dew, some honeyed sips. Tis some dream that you can give to me to feel you close, a touch tenderly your breath upon my flesh or skin tis now that life, my life begin. Oh, I do ask for such favor nigh to hear some sound, a soundless sigh of joy and pleasure, or welcome smile tis yes you say, your lover's wile
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Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 7:20 AM UTC
a love poem
Weep not, there is no end in death, I need not blood nor mortal breath, my clothes, no longer flesh and skin, I have increased, I now begin. I live forever, I pity thee, your eyes are closed, you can not see, you cry and weep, but I weep for you, I walk this path, my journey new. When you come, I will hold you tight and show you things, in opened sight. My friend, we part, to meet again, forget me not, I wait till then.
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Oct 25, 2013
Oct 25, 2013 at 10:12 AM UTC
death
I love thee? But I don't know why, the truth of this, the tears I cry, you left, but stay with in my heart, my sweet memory, now thou art. My lips still taste your lover's kiss, thy tender touch, I sadly miss, is proof, of what once you meant, I see you still, in dreams I dreamt. I loved thee once, I know now why, my heart did answer, gave this reply, your love you shared with others too, so now I say, I no more love you,
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Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 9:40 AM UTC
I Love Thee
As a dawn rose, frosted, yearns it's kiss from the sun. I await thy lips sweet embrace, a spring breeze, to come.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:59 AM UTC
1st poem ever wrote 25/7/13
The land is scorched, it lays bare. Now become a blood red dust. It's blown by wind, everywhere. A strength corroded, turned to rust. Where once was love, now is hate. I am defeated, a wearing toil. The land, I feel It's mortal state. Burnt and parched, infertile soil. My blood and tears are all spent. Forsaken, in my thoughts and fear. Tis cooler now, the sun has set. No clouds nor rain we've seen this year.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:57 AM UTC
The Drought
White apple blossoms falling free. Dancing, swirling, playing joyfully. Affection given lovingly. Caressing me. Tenderly.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:55 AM UTC
An Experiment
In saddened eye, wells up a tear, a shimmering glaze, crystal clear, of heartfelt grief, it doth appear, a drop is formed, it's birth is near. A gentle struggle, to be free, of eye and heart, lost love it be, cheek caressed, it moves slowly, down her face, touched lovingly. A teardrop shows, a strength inside, a depth of feeling, you need not hide. Of soul's ocean, a cleansing tide, to wash away, that grief denied.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:54 AM UTC
A Tear Drop
Tis a cold, grey, winter's day. The sun's decided to stay away. The cloud's have thought, we'll have a say. It's bucketing down, so in bed I lay. Bedding pulled up, warm and snug. As cosy as,.... a bug in a rug. My wife brings in, soup in a mug. Feeling quite happy, to winter, I shrug.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:53 AM UTC
Stuff Winter
Tis most unkind, to steal a heart with glimpse of flesh, teasing smile. A spell she casts, her lover's art, in pause of time, to beguile. With parted lips, she doth invite a taste so sweet, from her kiss. A lover's dance, in dark of night shows such love, what pleasure is.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:51 AM UTC
Most Unkind
A song I hear, my heart gives voice, and sings such tunes, my eyes rejoice, for blind, I would in mind, perceive, her beauty that my dreams conceive, For blind or dumb, I still could tell her allure, a honeyed smell, that scents the air, with such desire, tis warmth I feel, my soul afire.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:50 AM UTC
A Song