A Poem for You

I don’t know whether the official colour(s) for St. Valentine’s Day is red or red and white.

Good morning and happy red day!

I don’t know whether the official colour(s) for St. Valentine’s Day is red or red and white. Some of us did not wake up to red roses and a surprise chocolate and teddy bear or breakfast in bed and yada yada yada.

When I woke up this morning, I was hoping of seeing some love captions with associating pictures on Twitter and Instagram and maybe Facebook.

Like….

Oh, see what she bought me. I love her so much.

My boyfriend is the best. He surprised me with breakfast in bed.

Then we will react with the love reaction and go like awwws and ohhhs.

After 14^th, end of story.

But I have a poem for you today. *insert crowd going wild*. Because that’s how we do every year on the blog right?

Some Things I Love about Him (page 1)

His eyes, like the moonlight made of red dust

His touch, like the kisses of delicate roses

His kisses, like the shores of a happy beach

His hugs, filled with heavenly kisses

His voice, required to open my heart’s gate

His laughter, welcoming me home

So, for your information, this poem was written last year. I decided to review it and make some changes, so the words on the photo might slightly differ from what was just typed on here.

Have a nice day everyone!

Short Love Poems by M. G. DeGrant

Currently playing: Mi Naa Bo Po by E.L

Hello world and Happy St. Valentine Day!

I hope your day would be filled with love and red and chocolate and roses and cupid and everything associated with it. 🍫💗💏💑💋

Every year, on the blog, I write a love poem on the blog. This year would be a little different. Instead of writing one love poem, I present to you four short love poems that you can easily remember.

I hope you love them and enjoy them.

These are poems from my imperfect poetry collection.

I have some poems written by me that I claim to be imperfect but I love them too.

Please enjoy, but remember to have fun.

p.s. Mi Naa Bo Po has been on repeat since last week, and I am not tired. I’ll be tired of it soon.

1.Even if my poem is not appreciated by others

 At least I can write about you

 And it would stay between us.

 Everyone would see the faults in my poems

 Only you would appreciate every flaw

 And embrace it with your imperfections

2. Your imperfection is like ice cream

    It has no definite shape

   But every lick is mesmerizing

3. Some people fear the idea of forever

    But I know with you

    Forever is too short a time

4 Put your head at the corner of my neck

And breathe hard into it

For it is soothing to my soul

Talk into it

And let me feel my body vibrate

Which of them was your favourite?

No Right

To the guy who loved me for just a few hours

No Right

It was his birthday

But I had no right to kiss him

I wished him well

But I had no right to say "I love you"

The feelings that made us leap

Has faded in his soul

But mine is still a volcanic eruption

He was my best friend

But he's now a total stranger

I see him in the streets

But I have no idea who he is

I see him in my dreams

But he's with someone else

I wrote a poem for him

But I have no right to give it to him

At night, I hug his picture

Kiss it, and cry silently

Because I have no right

To tell him "I miss you"

#ValsDayWithNoel (When You Hold My Hand )

This year, the love poem I've written is  "When You Hold My Hand". Every year, I write a love poem for Valentine's day. You can check out last year 's own here.
Hope you enjoy!

When You Hold My Hand

I remember
The first time you held
My hand
After a date, under a tree
I was shy
I was quiet
I was timid
I was safe
You led the way
With my blind eyes
In the dark

I remember
When you held my hand
I did not want
To let go
It was soft
It was warm
It was loving
It was pretty
You made me feel
Loved with a heart
Which died before

Anytime you
Hold my hand
I pray never
Never for it to end
It feels good
It feels amazing
It feels new
It feels romantic
Your eyes are
Not white but
I love them both

When you hold my hand
I remember the reason
Why I fell in love
With you
You care
You want a family
You make me wonder.
You know, I never remember
When I first met you
But you make me
Write more in my diary

Shhh.........My Secret Crush Is.........

Ahhh! I can't keep it any longer

 Come over here; let me tell you a secret.
 Come on closer; let me tell you a whisper.

 Shhh....my secret crush is.....
The guy walking down the road 
in his old faded black jeans.
 With headsets on feeling like a music video
 Deep inside me, there's a rush 
and my heart beats a rhythm new.
 Telling me: "Calm down, calm down"
 Translation: crazy girl, crazy girl. 

Please don't tell him I have a crush on him.
 Please don't tell him. 

Shhh.....my secret crush is.....
a guy so cute in the neighbourhood. 
Talking about it makes me blush. 
But i'm dark, so you won't see. 
I lose control, the butterflies won't sit still.
 Am i crazy or falling in love?
 Oops I've said too much and gone too far.
 I must calm down. 

Pause!

 Finally, the mystery ends.
 You know my hidden truth.
He gets me hypnotized. 
His smile is the antedote to my gloom.
 But please don't tell him I told you this. 
That i have a crush on him.
 Please don't tell him

A Man Of Song

He has built a paradise in my heart

He always makes me feel all so right

He’s got Masters in loving

A+ in kissing

Hip pop feel of words

He’s a man of song

If he were (really) a song

It would on top of the charts

The lyrics would be a romantic sonnet

For tears to flow

And goose bumps to grow

He’s a man of song

FOR WHO I AM

I’ve been selfish

I’ve been immature

But you still love me

For who I am

I did not need a fairy Godmother

To make me pretty and elegant

You loved me in my tattered clothes

I did not need a true love first kiss

To wake me up to reality

Your eyes said it all

I sometimes make you sad

But you still forgive me

Because you love me

For who I am

I have a childish mind

And silly ideas

But you still love me

For who I am

I’m a failure at romance

And have less romantic ideas

I disagree with you

On several occasions

Ending up in useless and aimless arguments

But you still love me

For who I am

And I love you too

For who you are

       You’re kind

       Understanding

       You’re lovingly cute

       And caring

And thank you

For teaching me how to fall in love

                                  MarieNoel

                                   Wednesday, 12^th February, 2014

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