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"lovebird" poems
A bird, earthbound, disabled by birth. Left out, deserted and even made fun of by the others, because it was not just different, it was also not capable to do what they ever did, Taking off into the azure of the wonderful heaven, the sky far above, A tasteless sight of a rainy day, brought from the drought of emotions A fate, to never take off, unless he finds another to be his other half, Broken loneliness, dancing in the loitering darkness of their life, infinite shades of punishment, fear and  envy embellished in his soul, Looked down upon, yet determinded, hopeful of what the future may hold, two single winged herons might be able to melt within love, Darling, blood flows through the veins of fate, are you my lovebird, the one I'll finally spread the one wing I have with and fly, far away? Let us melt, like no others have until we are unable to feel alone, dear So don't be shy, experience the grand beauty of the heavens above with me, after all we are two peas in a *** crushed by the same fate. Kiss me now, take off with me, so we may fly through the embrace of the sun which is shining, with every cloud and their silver lining, It will be alright, Darling ~ Umi
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Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 6:01 PM UTC
One winged Heron
i saw to little lovebirds kissing in a tree very much in love it was plain to see they had lots of colors yellow red and blue cuddled up together with a love so true such a lovely sight it filled my heart with glee i sat there and watched wishing it was me then they flew away in the sky above flying side by side very much in love.
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May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 7:11 AM UTC
lovebird love
i saw a big blue ribbon with love birds either end they flew across each other and i saw the ribbon bend they shaped it like a heart  in the sky above the emblem we all know as a sign of love i was very proud they made this all for me high up in the sky so i could plainly see i wont forget the love birds  or the ribbon too the picture that they made in the sky so blue
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Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 8:26 AM UTC
lovebird picture
i saw a little lovebird sat up in a tree singing out his song as happy as can be a lovely melody in the tree above such a lovely tune his little song of love. it made me feel so happy as he sang to me filled me up with joy filled my heart with glee everynote in tune to his steady beat made me feel so whole and my life complete. then he flew away in the sky above i wont forget that lovebird or his song of love.
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Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 2:00 PM UTC
lovebird song
i saw a little lovebird sat up in a tree sitting on the branches looking down at me then he sang a song a lovely melody made feel so happy and filled my heart with glee he had lots of colors there were quite a few yellow red and green and a lovely shade of blue singing there so sweetly his little song of love singing it to me in the branches up a above.. he sat there while as happy as can be then he flew away and waved goodbye to me i still here his song as i lay in bed his lovely melody is still there in my head.
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May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 7:58 AM UTC
lovebird song
Ebb and flow, back and forth; A story six years told. To and fro yet never settled; This friendship's getting old. He lies and teases all the night, Though gentle is his heart. She knows all this, but far too well, And so decides to part. He never gave her reason why, But still he told her lie 'pon lie. He chased her til the morning dawned, And then the bird did fly.
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Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 7:25 PM UTC
Lovebird of a Different Kind
i. mo chroí, do not dismay, we art not chained global slave's, as tis We art ourn father God's chosen; we need to bringeth hope to those lost, wearied and broken. ii. mo bhanríon, these stanza's art ourn song's, ourn voices shalt carry on, as peach-faced lovebird's in the dawn; iii. a chuisle mo chroí, holdeth me closer, embrace mine visage, we must be Argus-eyed, in the coming soon explosional shock, for this terrace of dirt shalt shaketh as rock's, back to the sand- dusted, eleven-fifty-nine's on the clock; iv. We were created together, verily for this reason, to emit forgiveness and compassion, if even for one planetary season;  also we were generated distances ago, then we were soulmates as still now- though then at that time, thou didst not know. I weaved intimately in and back out of thy soul, thine past spirit memory faded, before now I was thy king and thy whole. When we were sent to earth to taketh human form, ourn affections from kingdom's ago were forgotten and mourned, though tis mine lass when I saweth thee again, I kneweth thou were me, as tis I'm thee mine sweet, mine Jane, mine best friend. So now that I haveth thee again, back Into mine reach; we'll spend eternity with the saint's, well learn together, and we shalt teach...... ©Brandon Nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose ) dedication
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
a chuisle mo chroí ( Pulse of my heart) old irish tongue
*you are the book I will never understand even in my own language-- the points in your thoughts are the score I can't earn my heart belongs to you alone, inside a room in a mansion full of doors with no keys, no exception you are the song I will never learn to play even if I practice from night to day-- classical, magical, as long as I'm breathing, loving you is crucial you are the game I will never finish even if I use cheat, fair isn't it, I've been losing sleep-- addicting, all I need is you and I, drifting between the stars that we both underneath waiting you are the question I will never have the answer a secret code with no clue I've said it before, and I'll say it again, I'm still in love with you*
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 5:48 AM UTC
Lovebird
Without you how I can remain well My heart is in mystical severe turmoil The heart is burning like a mosquito’s coil Or like an egg full boil or half boil.. My love, come to me pour the rain of love upon my heart How can I wait as Things Fall Apart Since you depart I started to follow love flowchart… Even …. Even … Even… The lovebird and the rose of love had left the Eden..
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Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 3:15 PM UTC
Mystical Severe turmoil
These are the words I pick through thick Irish. Love affair of some sort between the bar tending woman and a friend of the guest. Mitigation, mutiny upon an S.S. Lovebird Somewhere Sometime (world affairs), can't blame the ******* for gazing left at the television as he's only the messenger boy. What is this, a medieval fantasy novel? I guess the name of wherever I am and ponder how far away my life is.
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Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 4:38 PM UTC
'I'm only the messenger boy.'
Clip these wings, don't let me sing. A caged bird is a safe bird. A caged bird. A lovebird. A cage is not a home.
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 12:46 AM UTC
Untitled
It took One frown To undo All my sweet gestures! In a moment off-guard A slipped word Undid All my good deed! It’s so hard Though a lovebird I can’t always find, The right look And the right word To sit firmly in your mind!
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Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 7:39 AM UTC
Can't Make It
Never mind if you feel unloved Never mind God meant you to be loved You, love will find. There's a wind that whispers A mountain that kisses the stars They know your yearning heart Is just waiting for love to start! Surely you are seen, you are heard You touch minds, you lovebird There's a misty dawn, a pearly night They will find you out, love glows bright. You are never unloved, love finds you out Crossing all barriers, reaching beyond doubt God meant you to be loved, it's waiting to start Pouring out in streams from another yearning heart!
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Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 12:42 PM UTC
Another Yearning Heart
My Little Bird Oh, how I always hated that nickname. I'm no bird. my song not sweet; my eyes not kind; my bones not weak; nor my neck so quick to break. I don't belong in your pocket or cupped softly in your hands. I will not sit nicely atop your finger nor will I perch kindly on your shoulder. Although, if you truly wanted, Dear, I suppose I could be your bird but nothing like the sherbert-colored lovebird you're thinking of. No -- I'll be your magpie, your raven, your vulture, or worse. I'll peck those baby-blue peepers from their scarlet-red pits.
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Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 5:45 PM UTC
A Winged Nightmare
The little lightning girl Went to go and see If the little thunder boy Wanted to come out and play But the little thunder boy Shunned her away For the little lightning girl Was a lovebird in flight
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Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 11:32 AM UTC
The Little Lightning Girl
. I woke up to a lovebird’s lyrics sung upon a dewdrop lawn Touching so her words did echo sweet this effervescent dawn Mesmerized I listened closely breezes through my window fell To her sound of sunrise blessings captured swiftly by her spell I sat down at my piano inspired by what I did hear Found the key a soft progression it whispered sweetly in my ear She filled my heart with melodies the feel of love in me did grow Playing keys of black and white so beautiful the sound did flow Upon my sill she sang her sonnet as my fingers played along The two of us in harmony with her wondrous morning song
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 8:17 AM UTC
Morning Song
Am I alone here or what? Is this the universal english I've heard about all the time, the always, the forevers? The TV in a big room is on. A computer plays the loud videos about nothing. The people talk, they are polite. My head is fine, I'm alright. The wind blows so strong in on my window. The dogs bark all the time at much more nothing. The lovebird, that little, small parrot. He sings. So loud. My head is fine, I'm allright. The lie. The noise from every part of everything. Even in silence I hear disgusting murmur. I don't hate life, don't hate the people, don't hate myself. I don't hate the situation I'm in, I've seen it before. I do not have the answer. It doesn't float to me on a plate with wings made of gold. Like it used to happen before
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Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 9:59 AM UTC
In silence
I always pick up paper if I see it on the floor Curious the thoughts of the person before Possibilities make it blank or an old receipt But something in me hopes it's someone's secret to keep Or the caring words of a lover to his lovebird Maybe the thoughts of a wandering mind not heard It could be the lyrics to a strangers favorite song   Maybe it's a letter that was lost for oh, so long Words are what's inside us, it is our heart untold So maybe I'm a seeker of a stranger's soul Or maybe it's no stranger, but someone met before Maybe it is your soul that I am looking for.
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 1:39 PM UTC
No Stranger At All
Love has knocked me down again I don't know If i could make it Through this flimsy sphere Up to cloud nine again The strength to fight gravity Oh, i lost it When through these silken folds, i fell: Spread eagle, without a will to fly - Eight, seven - Broken wings Sad farewells from the heavens Oh hell! i know this pain Six Five Only God knows what my tomorrow holds What landing awaits me: sea or steel Without you in it Tis but as sweet as drunken sleep Sweet as your sweet goodbyes Pure as good in your eyes For you were just, always Long as you spoke not or shut your lids Ye messenger winds that my bulk so loosely bear Bored sore, as it seems, by my frequent transit Pray, hold a while - take a missive For your next run beneath some poor lovebird's wings Say to Love, not as before, differently - Oh how earth runs towards me How loneliness beckons How solitude sweetly sings a serenade - Four Three Two Goodbye my beautiful One (THUMP)
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Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 7:10 AM UTC
Down Again
*Voices All night I hear the whispers of sadness In broken tone. Weeping like a lonely lovebird Flying alone. Like the cold wind over water In monotone. The winter winds are blowing Wherever I go. The lost voices of the lonely Far far below.*
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Oct 1, 2015
Oct 1, 2015 at 7:54 PM UTC
Voices
i tell them when they come under me though my shade won't make you cool love as much wholeheartedly for love break all the rule. stay together for years on for small things part not way if from life love is gone it's hell each living day. it seems they don't hear me though i say it in high voice tell them live life willingly and not once waste the choice. i tell them live life together till death do you part don't just let a bad weather break your loving heart. it so seems they don't care though i always tell to them let no storm break the pair extinguish heart's flame. i tell them it's not that hard can do it each of you if can do the two lovebird you two can easily too. i doubt it if their ears lend time for my voice when it says through joys and tears stick once you make your choice. i can't do more from my place than tell them wisdom's words i love them and heartily bless while scaring away the birds.
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May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 9:25 AM UTC
Hayman
His love dies, ****** was the case The partner in crime was another lover that she chased He tried to erase with blind dates and one night stands But the time is lost like a clock without hands Every man's winter becomes spring When a lady pulls his heartstrings Is love blind or first sight? I know I wanted her since that first night Take her smile as a good omen And stay in love for the moment As that moment is fleeting I wonder if I need her or she needs me Yet I'm attached as she is to her weaves And as leaves are to trees Where this lovebird is perched in a lonely nest she'll be the one lady who knows me best It's what my lips say but deep down, I still pray That our love isn't just a deck of cards where we play each other's hearts.
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Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 12:26 PM UTC
Lessons of The Heart.
"oh how remarkable", my front porch says a welcoming mat, a porcelain frog, and a marble foyer ...and i've never been to scandinavian lands frostbitten icing lines northernmost shores the cold is brooding, love will prevail of course it will always- but it's just that i choose to employ... an easy retirement here could suffice don't interject my utopian dream a life in a land that i equated to peace no child, this is not a delusional fleeting bright-lighted is the sky, clouds grace high peaks oh how remarkable is every lovebird, oh how remarkable it is to me...
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Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 3:48 PM UTC
oh how remarkable
. Hey Anybody got the truth ? It's supposed to fit in Right up there // If not the WHOLE TRUTH maybe just a part of it? It gotta fit in right up there ! // oh I know Little miss poopsie doo Thinks if she just meets Lovebird Charlie ain't no need a no Truth Or somethin BUT NO ! // we need the Truth & it gotta fit in AT THE TOP right up there .
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Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 8:28 PM UTC
. .. ... ( ? truth ? ) ... .. .
Will I find love if I go right? For me to love, should I learn to take flight? Oh, I will try with all my might, To find the one who'd be in heart's sight. Alas! Where do I begin my search? Will I find love on a lovebird's perch? To find the one who'll wear the veil at the church. And in time, the one who'll offer a faithful dirge. If I stare at the wind, will I find love? Shall I find love if I look above? Oh, will this heart learn to throb? Or will I just find a reason to sob?
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Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 11:53 AM UTC