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Showing posts with label English Poems - M. Show all posts

Nov 18, 2010

My True Love Hath My Heart, And I Have His

My truelove hath my heart, and I have his,
by just exchange, one for the other giv'n.
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss;
there never was a better bargain driv'n.
His heart in me keeps me and him in one,
My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides;
He loves my heart, for once it was his own;
I cherish his, because in me it bides.
His heart his wound received from my sight:
My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;
For as from me, on him his hurt did light,
So still me thought in me his hurt did smart:
Both equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss:
My true love hath my heart and I have his. 

-- Sir Philip Sidney

Nov 17, 2010

My Heart Believes In You

I kept my head up high,
and then you came my way.
I have been hurt so many times.
My heart filled with so much pain.
but now that pain has gone away.
For I have found a place I want to be.
This place I see is with thee.
For in your arms I have felt and seen,
a wonderful feeling that I cannot believe.
A safe haven in your arms just for me.
Now I give my heart to thee.
For my heart believes in you.


-- Stewart Bradshaw

My True Love Hath My Heart

My true Love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exhange one for the other given:
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss;
There never was a better bargain driven.
His heart in me keeps me and him in one,
My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides:
He loves my heart, for once it was his own;
I cherish his because in me it bides.
His heart his wound received from my sight,
My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;
For as from me, on him his hurt did light,
So still methought in me his hurt did smart.
Both, equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss:
My true Love hath my heart, and I have his.

-- Sir Philip Sidney

More Than Friends

People always say that friendships should be treasured.
But I want something more with her.
My love for her could never be measured.
I only wish she could see how I feel.
So I wonder, what can I do?
Can I just be friends with her?
Or can I say to her, "I'm falling for you,"
And lose her friendship forever?
So is there any hope here or I should let my love for her end?
No matter how it all turns out, I'll always be her friend.
--Matt Whitaker 

Meeting At Night

"...…Then a mile warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match, and a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each."

-- Robert Browning

Music, when soft

"Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory-
Odours, when sweet violets sicken, 
Live within the sense they quicken.
Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, 
Are heap'd for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts when thou are gone,
Love itself shall slumber on. …."

-- P B Shelley

My Sweetheart

You are my sweetheart 
I  could tell you from the start
You made me realise
We never be apart

The things you do
To make me smile
I love being wit you
You make life worthwhile

My sweetheart you are 
My sweetheart you will stay
I now see our love
Is not a game to play

I'm glad we're together
And not only friends
You're MY SWEETHEART
From beginning to end.