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Clive Saffron Mar 2021
To the blushing bride to be,
This rite of passage you’ll not be spared.
Let your hair down, be wild and free,
Allow your tales and secrets to be bared.

Not designed for hearts too weak,
This night’s when us girls misbehave.
In our tutus, fairy wings and pink feather boas,
We’ll paint the town red and rave.

We’re like one dysfunctional family,
But we’ll bond and shout tonight.
Cocktails and Prosecco will flow freely,
As we dance the “Macarena” ‘til morning light.

We’ll have a blast and be merry,
For girls just want to have fun.
Adorned with “L” plates, you won’t stay sober
And your makeup will inevitably run.

On this, your last night of freedom,
It’s your final fling before the wedding ring.
Your head may be sore tomorrow,
But, oh, the stories these walls could sing!

Remember this night always,
With all your girlfriends at your side,
For you’ll soon tie the knot and be married
And embark on a magical ride.
My name is Clive Saffron, a published poet with the desire to use my writing skills to bring the feel good factor to others. Creating rhyming poetry is my passion and favourite art form and born out of my joy of the English language. For me, it is a wonderful form of catharsis and self-expression. As somebody who likes to sing too, the rhythms and lyrics of so many songs inspire me to play with words and arrange them in metrical patterns to create rhymes. I have established Rhymes For Times to offer a fully personalised, bespoke and rhyming poetry and speech writing service for individuals and businesses worldwide and for any occasion. I always take exceptional care and pride in creating poetry and aim to touch the hearts of those who read it and have them connect with the deeper meaning of my words. It is a highly satisfying feeling to arouse people's emotions with my poetry and make them laugh and cry and put smiles on their faces.
Clive Saffron Mar 2021
A poem to celebrate a marriage

A wonderful and beautiful story is about to unfold,
Celebrating the marriage of two hearts into one.
Each turning page shall be illustrated in vibrant colour
And follow the path of true love that’s just begun.

This, your Wedding Day, marks a new chapter,
Where, as a couple, you’ll learn what love truly means.
May you laugh together, comfort and forgive each other
And share all your hopes, aspirations and dreams.

As in fairy-tales, dance freely in each other’s arms
And smile with your eyes, come rain, wind or shine.
May you bring music to each other’s lives,
As your souls sing from now ‘til the end of time.

A deep well of happiness is wished for you,
Overflowing with blessings and filling your cup.
May the warm rays of the sun fall upon you
And bring you energy to lift each other up.

As you walk this journey from beginning to end,
Sharing your lives as the years come and go,
May you surrender your hearts to each other always,
For the sweetest love comes from the seeds you sow.

Through good times and bad, for better or for worse,
Be there for each other always, to have and to hold.
Rejoice in your love, side by side, through all eternity,
Creating memories and the greatest story ever told.
Mariyam Ridha Dec 2020
My heart is beating rhythmically
 In resonance to the beat of 'End Of Time’.
My soul is breathing in tranquility,
In response to the gleaming full moon.
My body is surviving poetically
In reply to the poetries I write.
‘End Of Time’ is my most favourite song which is By Alan Walk
MissPine Oct 2020
by: MissPine

But he was there looking
Another man standing in frozen
I was astound in frighten
Whether be loved or be forgotten

A step and another got me awaken
Will I wait or will I go?
God forbid me to stay and grow
That all but's will be my only and.
Change and be good
Nylee Sep 2020
As I look through my past poetries
I've already felt the feelings I am feeling now
Like on repeat stream, I stream through it again
I will capture it once again,
Like a treasured entity.

The paper will be heavily inked
with an account of watery blotches
My eyes heavily rained
it makes an unforgettable picture,
the state of my heart,
the same as this half torn paper.
Spriha Kant Sep 2020
No regret , no descent of gloomy drop from eyes and no pain in heart for falling for a man dressed in courage.

No shivering in hands for emptying all those love poetries into trash which unknowingly embraced a spineless in the ****.

Flowers of love and trust , though , trampled but I am still a flower who is yet to be wilted !
MissPine Aug 2020
Ambition, I need to embrace.
Perplexed by the facts of bountiful banes.
Remember to love myself first and foremost.
I shouldn't have to accept but must have.
Love, will you still feel though ain't alright?
Be true to myself 🙂
MissPine May 2020
Firstly, it's the second month of the year.
Ends most on 28th, and some 29th on leap year.
Brings more love every fourteenth, too.
Restaurants are full with people of two.
Uber cabs hover here and beep over there.
A chaos of talks, no gossips to hear.
Right space, perfect time only for myself.
Yodeling beats which I see to bluff.
All for love 💕
MissPine May 2020
by: MissPine

My love story won't be of stone.
Abandoning realities just skip to the next page.
Right! I am keeping my heart as cold as ice.
Change is absolute even heart's broken.
Humbly asking the Divinity to shower me with pure love.
For the month of March :)
Loveeyta Feb 2020
Aku selalu suka caramu menceritakan dunia, dengan barisan kata yang asing, membuatku harus memutar otakku yang rendah kapasitasnya ini.

Aku selalu suka caramu bahagia, bahkan kamu tidak tersenyum ketika bahagia.
Hebatnya kamu, bahagiamu bisa sampai ku rasa tanpa senyumanmu yang hadir.

Aku selalu suka caramu bersedih, kamu selalu kehabisan kata. Melampiaskannya dengan hal yang bisa mematikanmu, namun pada akhirnya kamu juga butuh pelukanku.

Aku selalu suka caramu marah, kamu selalu terdiam. Sampai pada akhirnya kata maaf terucap, karena kamu takut aku akan terganggu dengan marahmu.

Aku selalu suka caramu optimis, membanggakan dirimu sendiri sampai lupa kalau di dunia ini ada orang sehebat Pak Habibie.

Aku selalu suka caramu pesimis, tidak henti menyalahkan diri sendiri, tapi tidak memakan waktu lama. Setelah itu kamu bangkit lagi.

Tapi satu yang tidak aku suka,
caramu yang selalu mematikan rasa.
Kamu tidak pernah membiarkan rasa-rasa dalam dirimu menyala. Kamu benci rasa. Sama seperti aku membenci diriku sendiri.

Tapi tidak apa,
Nanti kita sama-sama belajar untuk merasa lagi, ya?

Namun, akan lebih baik jika pada akhirnya kita yang bisa saling menumbuhkan rasa.
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