My love is pure I am very sure My love is deep it will never sleep My love is strong It can never be wrong My love is mad It makes me glad My love is divine It will always shine My love is true It will never claim its due!
What I appreciate most about this poem, apart form its brilliant delicacy of language is the rhyming. The rhyming is very ingenius so are the words. True love never claims its due.
Plain jane Jane is insane Band tees and sneakers Things are never as they seem She walks the walks Talks the talk To herself while walking down the street A strut in her step To her own beat There is
Tomorrow is a better day Tomorrow is a greater day, Tomorrow never dies It lives back with smiles!!! As I unfathom into the misery of others, misery of the world As I unransom with truth the silence of the broken,
At 10:30, Silence Dispersed,every edge withdrew with dark, The moon was pale, still brightening as diamond spark, At the tree, an owl hoot, at surface dogs barked. Sudden, I heeded, the sound of footsteps was appearing from the street, exulted
Love is It is not just doing what crosses your mind without thinking about it or doing things just to look good It is much more bringing a genuine smile in the face of a child or truly promising that
Dear love, I have always wanted to understand you more, But first of all, you must know you are the one who I most adore. Dear love, will you stand by me through the most rugged journeys of all? Dear
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The love that will never claim its due is not true love—- it is adoration. Write on.
What I appreciate most about this poem, apart form its brilliant delicacy of language is the rhyming. The rhyming is very ingenius so are the words. True love never claims its due.