"belove" poems
The Lioness is one of God's majestic creatures
She is mighty ferocious fierce and brave
Prides herself in her features
While killing the antelope she has desperately crave
The Lioness is filled with love
Only as she watches her cubs
With the lion her belove
And protects them from the hard stubs
The Lioness is not submissive
She lets the lion become king for as long as she pleases
Never permissive
Until hell freezes
The Lioness is the true queen of the pride
No one dares challenges her
If you do you will not slide
You will only talk of blather
If you hear her fearsome roar
then take heed of this lore
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
Oh! Thou sweet land of the free, 🇱🇷
You paved the way so others could find their ways
Where men of letter fought for a better day,
And find solutions without delay.
Oh! The first daughter of Africa 🇱🇷
Your children lied in a chronic state,
as certain 'negatives' have long assumed the
roles of 'positives' in their internal system,
And the govern has become ungovernable.
Oh! Belove mama Liberia 🇱🇷
Your children are ruled by People who only let their bias egos and emotion speak for them.
People who cannot address their fellow people without reading it from the papers!
Every word they say is what their hearts never possessed nor desire.
Oh! The first star of the white man's grave🇱🇷
Agony has become the crying concern of your children,
Crying for liberation in the hands of the oppressor
Their cruel wicked hands have turned our situation into a desperate one
Oh! Mama, you children can't bear it any longer🇱🇷
They are now surviving instead of living,
Should they die hoping for better days,
Or keep surviving the horrible ways,
Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 9:25 AM UTC
I am left yearning for her
For when she is not in my presence
Time passes by and I'm just left counting the seconds
And they drag on like years
So when a hour passes by I try to picture her being there
I yearn for her unprovoked protest
The words in which she speaks just to start a argument
My belove I enjoy your idea of torment
Because the sound of your voice makes everything more interesting
I yearn for her lips, her hips, and the feeling of her soft fingertips
Every single feature leaves me stumbling over my own words
Which is why I desire her
So yes when she is not next to me
I yearn for her
Every second, every hour weather asleep
My mind travels, seeing as the future unravels
I only want to carry her
As I wait for this once in a life time marriage to occur
Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 12:26 AM UTC
i seek into nothing but to touch other and not any die of pain and suffer.
i belove the closes that carries my dreams and make them happen.
i create new art but don't say peep or dare to share my art.
i never forget you i will remember you.
i never give up on me and you.
but nothing revolves around me so i quite the i's and move on to you
you draw an image to your true character not some celebratory off some blog/post you choose not your parents. If you done something wrong and you thinks its your fault it's not look to the positive side the negative light up your light and move like a feather in the wind
Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 8:08 PM UTC
the error rate of rage and snarl,
so very high
the youthful intolerance of every sad slight,
wearies me
the political correctness of the day spoils,
both the day and the night,
words can never harm me
who owns the truth?
the truth I belove is the opened arm,
the child comforted,
the kiss of the
parent and the child
not a fleer, or unafraid,
a grown man who has raised his fists in anger,
I defend fierce mine and my rights,
attack me with stick and stone,
and you shall run into my knife unsheathed
but the snarlers and the goose steppers
almost always fail,
choking on poisoned vitriol,
their own petard does not hoist them,
except to the gallows of the nothingness of infamy
I fight for tranquility and green pastures
where all shall lie down with whom they want
yet all I see is the valley of the shadow,
all I hear is the rattling from the valley of the bones
strange is the calm I feel, for rage is an old companion
my weapons are neither dull or rusted,
or put away for never to be used
come to me in peace, one by one,
come to me with chivalrous acts and kindness
spread like thick butter on dark country bread
I will easy embrace, protect and defend,
all the days of my life
rage against the dying light if you must,
but do not deny that rage hasten the dark
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 4:41 AM UTC
I still have to and follow the inquiry
to learn to belove
at paid attention
every face
shaping
I encounter.
Because there is no fleeing
from any of them
when I look in the mirror
well
(and in dark glazed)
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
ove is instead of thousand words
But what about other feelings
Is it really by love we are going towards?
only by love we receive all these healings?
Love could be different at all
Someone is enough to see lovely eyes
Full of tears, like a wild waterfall
Wiping them, falling in paradise
Someone needs just a simple smile
To be completely captivated
Or get a gift once in a while
Perfect gift does someone motivated
There are people who value action
By helping, you made them loving you
But if your care doesn't get good reaction
Try another love, your skills will accure
Someone is enough feeling your touch
Keep your hand closely all the time
Or when for the bad, love is not judged
Forgiveness is not a part of the crime
But what about the words we are use
My words are not read beside a nice pic
Simple "I love you" we often abuse
"My love" on thin heart is a worth slick
And what about the music we are listening to?
Melody makes me dancing distraught
But words make us cry and admitting to
in 10 years they'll tie me up in love knot
Insightful love story it's my belove
Give me the hope, words will play
Say "I love you" to your love
Because soon you mightn't be able to say
May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 4:42 AM UTC
My beloved
You make me for get my chores, the fact that I have a brain instead of a heart
Belove
I fantasize about kissing you, your touch, having *** with you, sleeping with you
Beloved
All I want is your smiling eyes, tender kisses and your gentleness
محبوبي
أنت تجعلني أنجز أعمالي الروتينية ، حقيقة أن لدي دماغًا بدلاً من قلب
محبوب
أتخيل تقبيلك ، لمستك ، ممارسة الجنس معك ، النوم معك
محبوب
كل ما أريده هو عيناك المبتسمتان ، قبلاتك الرقيقة ووداعتك
Sep 8, 2020
Sep 8, 2020 at 1:22 PM UTC
He died and she was alone
But she stood strong
For she was wearing
Tiara of his love
And still clearly hearing
His voice echoing
I'm with you
Belove.
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 5:32 AM UTC
My clear Dream girl, you inspire me to write.
I love the way you care, amour and love,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the smart belove.
Let me compare you to a loving bay?
You are more caring and more sarcastic.
Black breeze ***** the daring dancers of May,
And the springtime has the phenolic plastic.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your glorious Eyes, Sighs and Voice.
Thinking of your alluring Sighs fills my days.
My love for you is the beautiful ties.
Now I must away with a staring heart,
Remember my fond words whilst we're apart.
Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 11:27 AM UTC
So I call to heavens and watch the clouds dissappear so I call to hell and watch money reappear..
Stand right in a moment of deceit but were talking about time it's hard to be pure..
Love and the belove most dead some will **** you oh Math what's the reason?
Easiest equation just because you live together dosent mean your not distant just because your distant dosent mean that he isn't real..
I believe I'm ready
Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 1:09 AM UTC
Remember me?
I was the awful I was the scary one.
Ooh Remeber me?
I was the broken I was the hopeless
You couldn't see
My heart was frozen but you could not tell.
Well now I see now I see I messed up,
Belove.
Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 4:46 PM UTC
The wind gently sways
As the trees softly chase...
The moon and stars gets bright after Dark,
My eyes wonder high as my heart stops to cry.
Keep moving belove just keep chasing the light.
Lift my hands
I'll dance with the leaves
The branches know who I am
As we move to the beat
...the beat of life
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 2:00 PM UTC
Every night I saw you
Every night beside me
I feel to forget, secret yet hidden pain
It's all about meanings
You teach me
With that smile to forgive my past
Let me make it those finest memories
Which will last between us
Cover my past, belove my present
Upbringing my future with you
Let me love you, let me love forever
Let me love you to endure...
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
Don't forget about Love
the root of all things
those who do become entangled with time are always timing everything.
Don't forget belove
Don't forget about Loving Me
I won't forget
I won't forget about you..
..No matter what i do belove
I won't
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 12:53 AM UTC
My tears have a story to speak
This love is at the peak
Her pious soul describes her beauty
That celestial smile makes her fruity
The one who defines as my Goddess
Her opulent love is her prowess
My mma is an embodiment of fragrance
Moon shines before her presence
I Neeraj can't see my mother
Her love can't be replaced by other
My mma's hug has immense affection
Before her love, others come to cessation
Mma you remember this little child
Even in my faults you always were mild
Mma I am scared to be alone
Inside the blanket, whole night I moan
Mma feel so hungry of your love
Am your baby, you are my belove
This is the story of my dear
She is my only Teddy bear
She is the properiter of our heart
How to describe through my art
I am not a poet to say these lines
your mushy smiles make it more closer to mine
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 3:03 AM UTC