A Perfect Streak Of Love And Destiny

it’s true then what they say,
no amount of words will find a way
of expressing how much you love when its too great
too good, too endearing, my dear
but i’ll say it the best way my poet heart
can anyway

i love you, for many wonderful reasons
like when you just look at me with so much admiration
how can i not notice the smile in your eyes
and the joy on your face, and for that you made
me the happiest as always

i love you, for the many times you make me giggle like a little child getting a hand-made doll
or the way you charm me with your classic
boy-next-door wink
oh, how you make me blush,
my heart skipping a beat

let me pause by saying, of course i don’t forget, we’ve come a long way, my dear
and i swear, the rocky roads and crazy road bumps, we’ve been through
were testaments of true love,
worthy of one great love tale

above all, my love, its true what they say
love knows no boundaries, doesn’t even have an age limit or expiry date, ‘cos trust me when i say, at forty – five, i love you
like i used to love you back in the days
when we were crazy and young and careless

ours, my dear, is a love written in the stars
where the universe conspires
and the Gods and Goddesses unite
to create a perfect story line, a perfect match, a perfect tale
for two imperfect individuals, to love and to hold, ’till death do they part

and so it’s true what they say,
no amount of words will find a way
of expressing how much you love when its too great
too good, too endearing, my dear
but maybe not, for a poet like me
‘cos i have a hundred million ways to tell you how much i love you

a perfect streak of love and destiny

for Kates Friday Fun

Through All The Times

through all the things i’ve done
and in all the many places i’ve gone
for the many times i’ve changed my ways
and for the countless moments and days
you’ve been in my heart, in my thoughts I swear

through the many faces and friends i’ve met
and the enormous challenges i’ve bet
for the hours i’ve consumed, i’ve depleted
and for the battles I tried winning but lost
you’ve been in my heart, in my thoughts I swear


throughall the memories i’ve kept, some lost, some forgotten
and the many times i tried to recreate
them
and the magnitude of experiences i’ve written
you’ve been in my heart, in my thoughts I swear


through all the times i was grateful, i was thankful
’twas because our paths have crossed
forever you will be in my heart, in my thoughts
grateful, thankful, blessed always and forever

For Kate’s Friday Fun
https://aroused.blog/2021/02/20/friday-fun-your-path/

Not You, My Love

the gentle tide
may turn into
a raging wave

but not you my love,

dreams
may turn
into nightmares

but not you my love,

wounds may hurt
and become
lasting scars

but not you my love,

love may fade away
but i believe
yours won’t

no, not yours my love,

some may lose
a battle, go home
wounded

but not you my love,
never really you
for you champion
and perfected
the art of winning

For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt

https://amanpan.com/2021/02/18/eugis-weekly-prompt-champion-february-18-2021/

I’m Not Skinny

I’m not skinny, I’m not thin
I’m just fit and lean
I can do rounds of planks and squats
as you watch and admire with loving thoughts
I can have a fully loaded vegetable salad meal
as you enjoy steaks and your cheeseburger meal


I’m not skinny, I’m not thin
I’m just fit and lean
I can fit into anything, skinny jeans and fitted tops
while you struggle to keep track of your blue faded jeans
I can live without carbs, and I don’t even miss it a bit
as you feast over a fries, a pasta and a big chunk of meat


I’m not skinny, I’m not thin
I’m just fit and lean
and the best part of it, is I can wear your oversized shirt
as you tuck me into bed, my face burrowed feeling your heartbeat
that’s not even yet, ‘cos I’d wake up in the middle of my sleep
with you tracing every bit of my curve and shape

I’m not skinny, I’m not thin
I’m just fit and lean


For Kate’s Friday Fun – Diet

https://aroused.blog/2021/02/13/friday-fun-diet/

Did You Ever Think Of Me On Valentine’s Day?

Did You Ever Think Of Me On Valentine’s Day?

 

 

for the many years and many times,

and for all the moments and memories

I pondered for a while

did you ever think of me

on those nights and days

you were not with me?

did you ever think of me on Valentine’s day?

 

the roses and chocolates you sent to someone else,

an expression of your love undying and true

with poems you wrote on scented paper

with colorful pens, sealed with a kiss

profoundly written, beautifully expressed

did you ever think of me, when you were writing them?

did you ever think of me on Valentine’s day?

 

for all the love and sweet nothings

the surprise dates and the “your all that I want” moments

the plans you created, the memories you shared

did you ever think of me when you were holding her hands,

caressing her face, finger –combing her hair,

whispering lovely thoughts into her ear?

did you ever think of me on Valentine’s day?

 

 

the day you walked down the aisle,

the minute you said “I do”

and the minute you kissed to seal the deal

did you even see a part of me in her?

did you even think it could have been me?

did you even remember me on Valentine’s day?

  

‘cos, baby I did.

 

I think about you on Valentine’s day

 

“it could have been me”

 

For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt

https://amanpan.com/2021/02/11/eugis-weekly-prompt-romance%F0%9F%8C%B9-february-11-2021/

 

Rock ‘N Roll Star

Rock ‘N Roll Star

I’m sipping my cappucino,
quietly enjoying the bitter after taste,
with our favorite song
playing on the radio
when I remember how I first met you
you were smiling, probably the sweetest smile I had ever seen, and I was terrified
for a minute or so

hey man, there was something about you
in your faded jeans and awkward white fitted shirt, you were a rock n roll star
coming out from a backstage party
after a concert, only that you were not,
but something ’bout you
’bout you looking like a rock n roll star

there was something ’bout you
the way you made me laugh
and the way you made me half crazy,
half crazy for always wanting to be near you
you spoke with confidence
you smiled with arrogance
you walked with swag
something ’bout you
’bout you looking like a rock n roll star

you were a star, just enough for me
to go mad like a crazy fan girl
your small space was your centerstage
your friends, your one time audience
you were just being you
and I was half crazy, half crazy
something ’bout you
’bout you looking like a rock n roll star

and as I finish my cappucino, I can’t help
but smile, ‘cos there’s really something
’bout you, after all, you still
gorgeously look like a rock n roll star
in your faded jeans and awkward
fitted white shirt, and I am still terrified
hey, baby your my kind of rock n roll star
and I am your mad half crazy fan girl

Jealous

13th in the series of “tell me your song, I’ll write you a poem”

Jealous



I’m jealous of your white fitted shirt
and how it hugs your body so tight
so tight it gives u warmth and comfort
and how it hears your heartbeat
so gentle, so sweet
how it graciously covers your
broad shoulders, I so want to boldly
hold and lean my head on
anytime, anywhere
I’m jealous, I’m just jealous
It should’ve been me
“cos I want you all to myself”

I’m jealous of your car seat belt
and how it protects you in the street
how it hears you sing along with our spotify
playlist songs, how it feels your right hand’s caress out in the highway,
down the road
how you slowly, gently buckle up
before each long drive
and how, oh dear just how
it bears witness to your lonesome
sunset drive
I’m jealous, I’m just jealous
It should’ve been me
“cos I want you all to myself”

I’m jealous of your tight
faded jeans and how it holds you up
up to your very core
how it admires your body strength
as you walk tall and steady
every step of your way every day
and how it gives you the command
of a perfectly strong, yet gentleman
I’m jealous, I’m just jealous
It should’ve been me
“cos I want you all to myself”


so baby next time
no white fitted shirt
no car seat belt
no tight faded jeans
just me, you and
the shadow of our love

All To Myself – Dan + Shay

I Should Have Kissed You Mine

11th in the series of “tell me your song, i’ll write you a poem”

 

 


I Should Have Kissed You Mine


I never realized love could hurt so much
until I saw you walk away
it hurt so much ‘cos I was too proud, too proud to tell you I love you, I just kissed you without saying a word
I thought that kiss should have sealed the deal, instead it broke us apart
I should have poured my heart out, instead of pretending ’twas nothing
I should have said I love you, instead of letting you go


and when friends asked about you I pretended to be happy
but truth is, just the mere mention of your name broke me into pieces, shattered me
and there is nothing I can do, but just think of you and what to do with a life without you
‘cos when I think of you, I think of the day I let you go
I let you go without fighting a good damn fight
I should have said I love you, instead of letting you go

and it may be too late to say, but i’ll say it anyway
I am sorry for kissing you without telling you why
I am sorry for letting you walk away instead of stopping you
I am sorry for giving up on you without even trying
I am sorry, I should have told you I love you, when I had the chance

now I am too late, too late a hero, so to say
how could i let it happen so fast?
I waited, yes, just waited, I thought waiting was enough
I thought waiting will make you come back
I thought waiting will be my only chance to finally tell you how I feel
but baby waiting wasn’t enough
I should have told you I love you, when I had the chance

I should have kissed you mine, instead of kissing you goodbye
I should have asked you out, but I did not,
I was too young, too dumb to make the bold move, too silly to take the big leap
I should have loved you when you were with me
I should have told you I love you, when I had the chance

 

When I Was Your Man- Bruno Mars
For a follower – may you find comfort and love reading each verse

Don’t Let Go

10th in the series of ” tell me your song, i’ll write you a poem”

Don’t Let Go


I’ve met you back in time when you and i were young
we had our shares of troubles
and our own separate lives
though i knew i needed you to be by my side
but i kept it cool so you won’t let go
and i thank God for that one time
one time, one moment
when you handed over
a note for me to read
then you smiled
your sweetest smile
and from that day on my love
our lives changed

I knew i loved you then
‘cos everytime you smiled at me
I saw our lives together, a life of love
as we grew old together, with kids
dancing and hanging around
as you silently watched them with awe
and with blissful joy
and i, looked at you, and thanked God for that one time, one time, one moment
when you handed over
a note for me to read
then you smiled
your sweetest smile
and from that day on my love
our lives changed

I can’t believe how lucky I am to have you to love, to hold and behold ’till we get older
and I swear my love, not even death can break us apart, for when we are gone
I promise to find you even in the life after
I know I will see you and you will be there to hand over a note for me to read
then I will thank God, for that one moment again, where you will smile
your sweetest smile
so we can start our lives together
even after life
‘cos baby I love you
so please say “you won’t let go”

no matter how many times we will be apart,
we’ll always have a brand new start


Say You Won’t Let Go- James Arthur
For @randomthoughts569

Have You Seen the Butterflies Dancing?

9th in the series of ” tell me your song, i’ll write you a poem”


Have You Seen the Butterflies Dancing?


have you seen the butterflies dancing?
how their brightly unique colored wings create a perfect hue to accompany the aromatic spring air?
as colors blending, and swirling and the playful flower garden waits in great anticipation?
I haven’t.
But I, sure have seen your eyes dance in harmony with nature, glowing as brightly as the sun on a hot summer day
I’ ve seen that.
I’ve seen that dance in your eyes, that blissful afternoon, you looked at me with great admiration
perhaps, that was love
perhaps love


have you felt the feel of a snowflake trickle down your nose?
how it melts and turns into water as soon as it touches your skin?
its cool light and dry powdered feel?
I haven’t.
But I sure felt, that same cool touch
when you by chance, touched me by the face as we were exiting a full packed crowded place
I’ve felt that.
I felt your palm, so cold, so freezzing cold
perhaps, that was love
perhaps love


have you smelled the scent of a hyacinth flower?
with its intense green spring scent developing, buidling stronger as the flower blooms?
as a tight bud, with its scent lightly, ethereally floral, then opening up a gracious potent and intoxicating smell
I haven’t.
But I sure smelled that kind of scent in you
everytime you reach for my hand in a group
everytime you call my name for an afternoon chat, or a quick bench nap
I smelled that.
I smelled your intoxicating smell
perhaps, that was love
perhaps love

have you seen the butterflies dancing?
have you felt the feel of a snowflake trickle down your nose?
have you smelled the scent of a hyacinth flower?

yes I did
my memories of you
my memories of love
perhaps love


Perhaps Love – John Denver
For Carolyn, my dearest WP friend (https://doesitevenmatter3.wordpress.com/2021/01/26/not-for-the-faint-of-heart-d/)