Love – Page 9 – Smith Shine Poetry

Quote

In black ink my love may still shine bright. William Shakespeare

The Tears in Cupid’s Eyes

The day you chose to leave me it rained constantly outside In truth I swore the rain to be The tears in Cupid’s eyes – Tupac Shakur

I have a peace now in my mind, though the fire still rages. A fire that burns his residue still. I’m commited to the aim, and the beast that rampages within. Life requires effort, let’s strive. I want what’s best for us. I’ve tasted the worst. The fire is ablaze, leaving nothing to the mercyContinue reading “The Fire”

Quote

All human things of dearest value hang on slender strings. Edmund Waller 1606-1687

At Times

I see that I’m lucky, to have a job. I know it is my honour, to call her my wife. I understand I’m blessed, they call me Daddy. It’s just at times I need to remind myself.

Hand In Hand

We negotiate the destination. Hand in hand on our journey. I see past the bounds of my knowledge as the blind man taps the curb. In this war of words, I’m engaged! Contend with me, let’s risk our trust. I may at times make you cry, but I will always love you.

Stand By Me

Times are hard when things have got no meaning I’ve found the key upon the floor, Maybe you an I will not believe in the things we find behind the door. – Noel Gallagher

Shadow Me

Shadow me please, my almighty Lord. Let me walk protected, like forever by my side a sword. No more watching over my shoulder. The Mother! I will behold her. Have only peaceful dreams in my sleep. Give up the hate, your love to keep.

Black Hole

I awoke you with a kiss. You revealed to me myself and handed me my sword. I burnt through like the raging sun. You lit up the night like the harvest moon. Life began again with you. So take my hand and lets dance on the shoreline, in appreciation to the heavens. I love youContinue reading “Black Hole”

The Tree

So it begins and we start, though not one word to be uttered. Thoughts they pass by, leaving the heart fluttered. Soothing is the countryside, I’m locked on the tracer. A power to lift, the wee charm of nature. New beginnings blossom, daffodils soak up the sun. Her youth, her beauty, now a memory, ofContinue reading “The Tree”