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What is Poetry?: For A Poet & "His" Poetry...

What is poetry? Poetry is forgiveness, kindness, and the genuine poet who sees through things, and still gives his heart, but love is at the end. We see so much in each other, but forgiveness is key, that is gratitude. Love, each and everyday, I see you... I ask myself the same thing, because to me you are the poet, and I am your poetry,

so here it is: what you are is what you see through me, and I am simply the poignant thinker, and doer..you are a mystery to me, and I am your poet, that poet is what creates poetry, I love you! Darling, I really love you, because you are a part of life too!

What is poetry? Love. That is why I love you, darling...any day I am yours,

---Alisha

A poem by me...

Never loved, never hated. Love is what God created. Never liked, never saw, what love experienced, but never brought, so I sometimes question, what creates the rain. Was it the ocean or lovely pain? I can't fathom the speechless artist, in God's love, was simply partist, because to be apart from God was the sun, who shone out in the world, and gave that run, love is what God created, and to test the boundaries of love's afflicted, to see no power greater than man, was love that made me love from his hand. I call her my poet in love I see, that the poet after all, was that God in me. And, to call that love was the purest of all. Was why God created me, to be just that small. So you see, my life is in God that stands, where the rain bends, but love is that hand. ---Alisha

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Something Beautiful...

I noticed that you were in the dark, so I happened to say "hello" but then you said, I love you, and I couldn't let you go, so here it is: I love you too, friend, rather than a stranger. Meeting you until the end. I loved you so. Love to me is not a dream, rather it is the mind that seems, love is really talented in the end, love to me is your friend. ---Alisha

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A Princess...

For my princess...forever

Dreams (Will Come Alive)...

Hope your dreams come true---forever!

#Youtube

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Love is My Heart.

You are my heart, from where does love part?

You are my heart,

from where do we part?

No love can replace,

love's true art.

We are here to understand,

not just reconcile romance,

for what is misunderstood,

love is the truth, the blood,

of me too, my skin perfecting...

you are recollecting,

love that is me too.

I love you! :)

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For the love of my life, someday...:)

River Flows in You...

There is a road inside your heart made just for you.. don't be scared take your step and then take two... Things will come just believe it and it will. Closer down the road, just trust a little more.

Holding you,

Holding you,

it's in you River Flows in You.

Slowly now..oh

Slowly now...

you will make it through!

Love is like a piece of rock,

hope will sure secure,

closer down the road,

just trust a little more..

holding you, holding you,

it's in you River Flows in You.

---Love you! :)

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Each Love of Juliet...

Each love you speak, you write, "poetry." But the architect of love, was Shakespeare who spoke, what poetry forgot, but Romeo wrote... that I simply love you, forever... love is not forever a verse, you are my life, and I can't live without you.

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Love is like a river, it flows in you, one touch at a time. Like the wave that passes, it simply beats the heart of love. And when it flows, the flow that passes cannot be recognized in the same way it left that passing. So like a river, prepare to fall in love. ---As a wave, we crash and collide. And the dust particles that makes it up is the same love, that manifests in paradise a star, that is you. And I love you, simply. Because you are my whole world in a diamond. That cut is irreplaceable.

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Love is Beautiful!

I want to be your favorite hello and

your hardest goodbye.

Love is beautiful! :)

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In My Life,

I say you write poetry,

because I am the poet,

but in my heart,

love is the poet,

because I am your poetry,

----Love, Denmark and Copenhagen!

I love you Denmark, and Germany!

I love you, sweety!

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Raindrops

On a Rose...

Roses are red, roses aren't red, if love is read, roses are red, and raindrops that love the thirst of her kiss, is biting the thorns of love that is His. I love you, darling… you're irreplaceable.

---Alisha Barik

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Love is Beautiful...

No matter where it comes from,

---Alisha

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Love is Real.

Love is called believing in yourself,

if you don't,

who will? :)

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The Star, I Love...

For the starlight is pure,

what is more pure?

Love.

That is all there is to you!

---And I love you,

for it.

---Alisha

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Beautiful Passion

Each and everyday,

you embody it in the most

beautiful form.

And I love you! :)

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Love.

you are that, Alisha.

God is love. But you embody it most,

perfectly in Him.

Gud er kærlighed.

Men du inkarnerer det mest perfekt.

I ham.

#fate of lovers

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A Passionate Love

If Passionate love speaks,

so poetry writes.

If Passionate love writes,

so poetry speaks.

If Passionate love listens,

so does light.

If Passionate love reads,

so does her life.

And if love is here,

no passionate love appalls.

But God is comprehending depth,

without any love at all.

Comprehending love,

I am so lovely in my kind.

But love beyond love,

is love really that blind?

And so I speak

of love that is blind.

That the love you speak of,

speaks so really like me.

I am tough to grasp,

no better find.

Love is really blind.

Love is passionately my kind.

Love, Alisha.

#in love with poet me

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A Love’s Poet

Don’t apologize for love. Don’t apologize for hate. Don’t apologize for God. God is not a mistake. Don’t apologize for life. Don’t apologize for me. I am unapologetically loved. But love is not even in my dreams. I am dreaming, I am doing. I am watching it grow. Love if blind was hard to love. If love was as hard as her glow. And so love, inspite of hate that causes it. And hate in spite of love. Because God to me was a dove. God to me was love.

—Alisha Barik