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Jim Marchel Mar 8
On an autumn walk at the ides of day
I saw birds of a feather fly together away.
As they flew over flames
In an ides-of-day way
They got caught in the weather
And so forever became
The tall twisted tale
That we hear of so much:
Two birds with one hailstone,
Death from maelstrom above.
Birds of a feather, flock together.
peacholivet Nov 2021
Kiss me with the colours of your breath
And serenade me with the strings of the lyre
Let the music play my favourite note
And plunge me near the blaze of love
Where passions burn into gentle flames
Like showers of winning confetti

Your words engrave the sweetest graffiti
Upon my eager earlobe
When you smile fresh waters spill
And wild birds stand agaze
And when you touch my wanting lips
Passions revive anew

Your imperfections perfectly fit my puzzle
There is no room for a scuffle
My mind is coloured with thoughts of you
And my heart picks up the residue
Come oh come my sweet dove
Let's commit the legal crime of love

I will sit under the autumn maple tree
Where butterflies engage the  hummingbirds
I'll surely wait till you appear
To fill my warm embrace
We shall gaze into utter space
And fill it with our maze
Neelmani Kumar May 2021
Real lovers are like
A train and a track
One can't walk or run
Other's useless without first

Real lovers are like
Sadness and happiness
Both are known
Because both exist

Real lovers are like
Plants root and shoot
Both keep each other alive
Unaware of each other's face
I wrote this as a reply when my love asked me "What does love mean to you".
After reading this she said me those three magical words for the first time.
***, that was a feel............
Neelmani Kumar May 2021
Who says oceans are deep
It's your exquisite eyes

Who says sugar is sweet
It's your soft soothing voice

Who says nature is nurturing
It's your electrifying touch

Who says flowers are beautiful
It's your scarless smile

Who says rainbows are colorful
It's your exotic expressions

Who says nobody is perfect
For me It's flawless you

Who says dreams can't come true
'Cause mine is in front of me for sure
I wrote this for the girl I love.
Each word and sentence here is totally true and fully experienced by me when I proposed to her on the 7th of April 2021
Chris Chaffin Jan 2021
Two lovebirds snuggle
in the shade of a weeping willow,
oblivious to chastising honks
of Canadian geese.

Blushing buds begin to bloom,
swollen with anticipation
as the solstice draws near
and blood boils beneath the skin.

Weathered voyeurs train watchful eyes
on the short-lived marriage of the flesh,
scoffing at the consummation of seasons,
knowing the fickle nature of the sun.

When the geese fly south, so will he.
maria Jan 2021
I love to watch
It reminds me
Of the warm
I always search for
but somehow
fly away
written on January 5, 2021
© ,Maria
Jordyn LaRaye Dec 2019
Love is not for birds.
Its for beetles,
slowly slaving over
pushing their piles of ****
backwards up a hill in unison.
Joie Yin Aug 2018

An old man sat with patience
On the bench he waited for her
He smiled sweetly on her appearance
Hand in hand they walked together.

In the garden full of greens
The lovebirds chatted with laughter
As if they were in movie scenes
The way they looked at each other.

He stroke her hair gently
Her hair clip he'd bought years ago
Still intact she placed it neatly
That is the little pink flamingo.

Pleasant breeze they enjoyed
As they continued walking
Her fragile nature shivered
In her thin floral dress clothing.

He took off his outer layer shirt
Naturally putting it on her shoulders
She joked about wearing a skirt
He thought she was full of wonders.

He recalled her bravery
She reminisced his sacrifices
They've come far in life's journey
Counting their little happiness.

As I watched from a distance
I felt a pinch of sweet jealousy
Witnessing true love's existence
Yet wishing them to stay as lovely.
Joie Yin
FreeMind May 2018
At last, we meet again.

So deeply devoted to one another,
Our hearts beat to the same rhythm.
"Boom. Boom."

That charming gaze, delightful smile.
I let you carry me away.

And off we go.
Flying through the cotton clouds,
Eyes filled with happy tears,
Never wanting it to end.

"Destiny awaits us!"
So utterly consumed in each other.
Two love birds unable to let go.

The softness of your palm against my cheek,
Leaning in too close,
Laughing at our little jokes.

Everything is finally falling into the proper place.

But at last,
I wake up.

And you are gone once more.

7 months gone
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018
We are the perfect pair
Two lovebirds sharing a nest
I make your heart sing, you make my heart fly
Your voice puts my heart at rest.
This one is cute and silly.
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