"truelove" poems
And I, I dream of a magical place
Where I might have a smile on my face
A mother and father who love me
Living together under the eldest tree
It is a beautiful land
There are always adventures at hand
Ones where the good prevails
But darkness endures, as the tales
I wouldn't have to live in a castle
We needn't any vassal
Having each other was always enough
Even when things got tough
My friends would fight by my side
And we may never die
We had each other
We loved one another
My whole family, blood or not
Could always save each other if we sought with purity
Because love is the most powerful thing
So we all end up living as the king
Because our love is truelove
And the trees sing out above
The water flows with the music
Wind singing loud as the humans
The forest, the kingdom, the people
And even those who were thought to be evil
Their homes would be filled with love and laughter
And we would all live happily ever after
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 10:31 PM UTC
On silver star a gleam
Reflecting purest love
And by crescent moon I dream
His love a radiant beam
Glowing warmth from above
On silver star a gleam
Love flitters so supreme
On the wings of a dove
And by crescent moon I dream
Love like a gentle stream
Meanders hand in glove
On silver star a gleam
Time and distance extreme
But ‘tis him I think of
And by crescent moon I dream
Enchanted it may seem
He is my one truelove
On silver star a gleam
And by crescent moon I dream
Jul 18, 2010
Jul 18, 2010 at 1:09 AM UTC
*Like the sun that brightens the day
You light up my life in every way
Like the moon that glows in the sky
You give me your heart without asking why
Like the stars suspended above
Your precious eyes shine with love
You are my world
My day
My night
You'll always be
My source of light
I pledge myself
To you hereof
My boy
My son
My one
Truelove*
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 5:48 AM UTC
I wasn’t in time for so much…
I didn’t knit my bag out of rope.
Do you remember how I loved that:
Knitting, twisting… and I didn’t mope.
I wasn’t in time for so much…
I didn’t paint that indistinct canvas,
Which smells of magic autumn flavour,
With oil strokes, all wet with tears.
I wasn’t in time for so much…
I didn’t walk down Monmartre at all.
I didn’t visit that cafe in Paris,
Where they served clafouti after all.
I wasn’t in time for so much…
I didn’t kiss you ample for me.
I didn’t inhale you enough, my truelove.
Oh, if I only could foresee.
I wasn’t in time for so much…
I didn’t find in heart to tell you.
Do you recall that night when the star fell?
I made a wish that I’d never get lost you.
Sep 10, 2025
Sep 10, 2025 at 5:46 AM UTC
the ladies oh the ladies louder now
celebrate christmas with a almighty roul
you see christmas is the time of the year where we party right
like drinking alcohol and get ****** yeah that is quite great
you see kids see Santa and ask them what would they like
and the ladies buy the men a cordless drill
as well as the men giving a ladies a big diamond ring
yeah we will party with the song
we wish you a jetty christams we wish you a merry christmas
and a happy new year
christmas is the time of year to Party party party
and you get some eggnog and say come on ya ****** smarty
oh dudes we will lift up our glassed and sing
to the christ child the nirvanaly king
you see christmas is the happiest time
for a happy dude like me, to enjoy life too
silent night holy night all is calm all is bright
round yon ****** mother and child
once in royal davids city the party is on for young and old
as santa goes a travelling through the computer
giving presents to everyone there
and then on the first day of christmas my truelove gave to me
a dollar so i buy a homeless man his tea
if that isn’t enough, how about just leave it in his hat
so he could add it up and buy many more dinners from all the money he raised
away in a manger no crib for a bed
the little lord buddha laid down his sweet head
he would wake up and say, i control the 3 kings of orient are
i bare gifts as i travel afar
i am dreaming of a white christmas, well stop cause in Australia it’s too **** hot
for it’s the summer weather, the bbqs are lit together
as we are a walking around singing a song living in a summer wonderland
on the beach we can build a sandcastle and bury poor old patrick in the sand
and then he will jump and SHUT UP, why don’t you give your family a ****** woman a ****** hand
then we jump in the saddle nice and quick all in there with good saint nick
Feliz Navidad i want to wish a merry Christmas
i wish you a merry christmas form the bottom of my heart, i lost when my friends treat me like a criminal
six white boomers six white boomers racing good old Patrick through the blazing sun
then Patrick sent to santa what about the toys
aren’t you giving these to all the boys and girls
or are you saying that boys are better than girls like a cool kid that you are
a pair of hoppalong boots and pistol that shoots,is a gift for Patrick and Wayne
dolls that will talk and go for a walk a grift from Joanne and Paula
now dudes as i am prepared to party on dude till the break of dawn
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 5:47 PM UTC
.
how is it?
*you only live once.
but you can die,
a thousand deaths.*
how is it?
*i can be blinded,
by your beauty.
but beauty is
in the eye,
of the beholder.*
how is it?
*that i live,
only for you.
but i live,
to change the world.*
how is it?
*love is a,
battlefield.
but love is,
life's refuge.*
how is it?
*you loom large,
in my eyes.
but you make,
the big things,
seem small.*
how is it?
*that to you,
i am a queen.
but to me,
i am love's
fool... lost.*
how is it?
*history repeats,
itself.
but you are,
my first truelove.*
how....
how...
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 6:09 AM UTC
Water on my fingertips
Slowly it drips
Like watching leaves turn color
In the Autumn skies allure
Drops on the floor
Never as they once were before
Dripping from me, I wait
For time to pass, so innate
As ticks tocks and water drops
Play a familiar harmony
Heart pounding adds to the symphony
Like how the ocean sang and danced
As waves crash over the wet sand
Or the way birds chipped with buzzing bees
As the wind rustled the feathers of a thousand trees
Understand this beauty, holy matrimony
It is a perfect harmony
Hold on to the lyrics sung in the skies above
Listen and hold the music of truelove
Water drips from my fingertips
And all I do is watch it fall as my heart skips
For nature’s beautiful music is hidden
Taken from me as if I am forbidden
Forbidden to love or feel the peace given
It’s return I await, then all can be forgiven
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 11:53 AM UTC
*I have seen the stars dance in the shadows.
I saw the world outside my window.
Screaming faces-
Telling time with countless voices.
Ticking clocks-
Counting the skipping of the rocks.
Brushing slacks.
Footsteps jumping the cracks.
Distance watching the sunset-
Remembering the first time they met.
The painter looking out to life;
Ready to embrace it as his wife.
Raindrops stuck in memory-
Of the children's agony.
White skies-
Baptizing the sinner's tie.
History holding creation's stories-
Telling future glories.
Courage finding the opportunity-
To fight insecurity
With His purity.
Sunday shoes-
Taping to the rhythm of Blues.
Heaven singing from above-
Waiting for its truelove.
How do we see life in our minds?
How do we wait for the counting of clocks?
How do we measure the depth of our walk?
How do we climb the mountain of time?*
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 6:46 PM UTC
We have our dark days
Our stormy hours
Our bad minutes
But our love is power
Its the compromise
And the want to stay
When the love is real
Why not embrace a delay
No relationship is perfect
We argue
we fight
But just giving up so easy that won't make it right
at end of the day
I love you
So I'm gonna make it right
God put you in my life for a Reason
you are my Light
Mar 9, 2017
Mar 9, 2017 at 1:55 PM UTC
Our love was created like a movie,
With you being the definition of beauty,
Summer nights you gazed at the stars,
While falling asleep to the sound of my guitar,
And I know our lives weren't perfect,
But in that moment everything seemed perfect,
Neither one of us expected how important we would be to each other,
But you being in my life never bothered me,
And I know you would agree,
We use to talk for hours about the mysteries in the world.
And it was in those talks that made me realize you were my world,
We said our love was fate,
And that we were each other's soulmate,
You could say electricity ran between us,
Because each time we kissed a spark left our lips,
We were at the peak of our love,
We often said what we had was truelove,
Our romance would cause us to be in a trance,
There was not one moment where we didn't cross each other's minds,
It was like our love was design for one another.
Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 10:07 PM UTC
Treasure
Radiant
Undeniable
Enduring
Long-suffering
Omnipresent
Vibrant
Endless
Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 1:44 PM UTC
*If I could but paint
in the Beauty of a painters hand,
I’d paint over all my fears
in Colors so grand.
If I could but make
that Looming Shadow disappear,
cast It away
I’d have no more Sad tears.
If I could but show you
this soul of Love,
you would surely be enchanted
by the beauty of Truelove.
If you could but feel
the depth of the Love in my heart,
you would be able to maneuver
through every star chart.
If you could but see
the pain that Shadow brings
you wouldn’t Open the door to it
you wouldn’t Hear it’s ring.
If I could but give
with truly no Fear,
every Song of my heart
would be Heard, ever so clear.
So I’ll continue to paint words
in the Stillness of serenity,
until every color of my Soul
is Seen throughout eternity.
~*
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 7:41 AM UTC
Said if you were free my love.
We could never be in love.
Looking at the stars above.
Whisper in the breeze my love.
We used to fit like a glove.
We thought that it was truelove.
But now you just let go of.
And sing like a mourning dove.
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 7:17 AM UTC
I am a crazy dreamer,
Waited for a love which never came.
As I watched the kids cruising becoming part of the future.
Smiling in love, the thing I always craved.
Everyday my heart grew darker and sore.
I knew I was not born to love,
Never to know truelove.
So, call me crazy,
Tell me I don’t try and I am lazy!
I see no need to dress up or to make myself decadent and tasty.
For dreams are an illusion and I choose not to be hasty.
So, I am a crazy dreamer, no one was born to love me.
I was born to be as fluid as the sea, call me a ***** call me a ***
For each stone your throw only made me grow!
I never knew tears, only pleasure.
The human touch and its burning flame which ignited fear.
I knew beauty and life, but I never knew love.
I was always happy, until I knew no one was born to love me.
Crazy dreamer, happy even no love in life, I am the crazy dreamer.
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 2:49 AM UTC
Alright, people.
Here's the thing:
For the longest time
The trending tags
Have been
'Death'
'Depression'
'Pain'
And 'Heartbreak'
This easter,
Let's change that.
Let's make them
'Truelove'
'Christ lives'
And 'Resurrection.'
Because yeah, our hearts are dead,
But he will resurrect them.
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
Every time I open my eyes
It’s you I see in my sights
Even tho you’ve surpassed this life
Your love is still my light
You’re the warmth in every sunshine
The calm in every rain
The grace in every fallen snow
The river that washes away my pain
When the wind whistles
I hear you voice my name
Without you I should feel sorrow
But your love only remains
Every year you spring up in my garden
You’re in every cup of Jasmine tea
You’re the freshness in every breath
And I’ll breathe you endlessly
You’re the first thought when I wake up
And the last before I fall asleep
You’re all of the dreams in between
You see, these memories I have run deep
You’re the light in any darkness
You’re also the voice in my head
It says ‘have I told you lately that I love you?
And that with your heart, I am not yet dead?’
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 3:27 AM UTC
For so long I wondered,
would I ever find true love.
For so long , I thought I would be alone .
I was hurting deep down , I was lost and afraid.
But after praying , and asking God to send a sign . He answered my prayers, when he knew the time was right.
He sent me an angel , the angel whom I needed all along . The angel that would take my hurt and pain away . The one who would show me unconditional love and compassion.. My one true love, my Soulmate, my Rock. My heaven sent! #TrueLove. #C&C4ever
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
led by a heart bisected by a decision
i have found myself here, in your room
months ago
i would not have imagined this
leaving all i knew behind, and you, leaving everything you never wanted
(i'll remove your sadness if you
well
uh
if i ever breathed that i was ready to depart,
"true love" would deter me
Truelove would bring the weapon)
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 1:13 AM UTC
She was the only plaster that
I needed to cover wounds, because
no one saw the cuts deepening beneath.
scratching at my tears, crying underneath.
But I never knew that she was the one
silently unstitching my wounds. She'd begun
long before I was cut, but her words kept
me from realizing tears weren't for me id wept.
She never needed a reason to cut me deep inside.
I was the doll, stuffing pulled from within denied
the respect of my pride. but still I thought her my
plaster healing this cut, while reality cut deeper, why?
Why would she want to hurt what was our love,
why could one cut at that that showing her truelove.
A plaster only hides pain, covering up intentions
of a misguided trust. I became my own intervention.
Life since our love had blossomed had been rough,
our petals were razor wire memories of those tough
times we had seen before. But I thought our time
had coated those petals, washing away past grime.
She never needed a reason to cut me deep inside.
I was the doll, stuffing pulled from within denied
the respect of my pride. but still I thought her my
plaster healing this cut, while reality cut deeper, why?
I now know that some cuts weren't mine, sharing
her past with me. But instead of healing,cutting, wearing
down what was within me. I needed to feel whole be
myself within no cuts seen. I loved her, but I was unfree.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 5:34 PM UTC
It's been some time since we were "in love",
But the feeling I have for you stand on truelove.
It's been some time since we saw eye to eye,
Buts these actions are the same to enter the sky.
It's hasn't been that long since I felt your
touch,
But when you felt it I could see you didn't enjoy it much.
It's been some time since I saw you truly
smile,
But to be honest no one has seen mine in a while.
It's been some time since we supported
each other,
But now ,at the edge, we will balance on
one another.
Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
Love’s melody
kindles my desire.
As I surrender to you,
we breathe deep
and harmonize.
Sing me your ballad,
I’ll play passion’s song.
Sweet truelove’s combo
plays its tune in my heart –
You are my aria always…
Jan 11, 2017
Jan 11, 2017 at 10:34 PM UTC
Blue, a kind of hue that stays inside of you
It takes refuge inside your heart and bleeds the color; Blue
Blue, the color of tears and fears of love
It shows us the rain inside of rainbow and to love without a glove
For truelove is love and me loving you is eternal
A poem written with blue ink on my journal
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 5:08 AM UTC
Yes, Elizabeth
You were my first,
Perhaps my only
Truelove
And yes, as you said
I liked the image-
Ancient typewriter
And a bottle of *****
And no, lizard Liz
My head buried
Between your thighs
I never amounted
To anything
Thank god you left.
Your myriad children
Around your feet
Your errant husband
Pedro the donkey,
You liked your men
Well hung.
I liked guinness
And port, and champagne
(if you are buying),
And pretty girls
And laughter.
You knew me my darling girl
And I knew you too
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 3:00 AM UTC
A feeling created when two souls are easily drawn together in life. Once together there is something created that is so beautiful and strong that people fear, admire, and envy it. When you have found that person they suddenly become the world to you. They light your way through life and never give up when things get tough. You cant help but put them on a pedastool of admiration, always complementing and telling them how absolutly amazing they are. Making a sacrafice for them is no struggle if that is what you know you must do to be together. All you will ever want is to be together. To cuddle in your true loves arms every night and wake up to their presence each following morning. You know all their qwirks, what they like and dont, all their favorite places to be touched rubbed or scratched. You want nothing more then to share a life home and a family in the guaranteed happiness of the future. You are able to always say I love you and know deep down in your heart of hearts that it is so real. With that love you are strong enough to go through anything you are faced with and it is all you will ever need. If the world stops spinning or if the sun never shines again you will have that love. Always!
There is no example that can be given. It isnt something that is taught. It can be observed but unless you can feel it you will never truely know. When you have it it hits you and you know with out a doubt that this is the love you want forever. That is TrueLove
Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 4:15 AM UTC