Elove Poetry
- Joined 17th Jan 2012
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I am the sun
In the sky above
I cry like a dove
Hide in the alcove
I am Love
The feeling you crave
The first smile
The last mile
The compliment
The Comment
I spoil dates
I make your days
I am a poet!
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Recent pages by Elove Poetry
Times have become a waste when parsons preach gospels of damnation, no more practice of the right way of worship
When unexpectedly someone thought to be dead appears to challenge the wedding, little is known of the man who had been dead for years
A mother would do anything to protect her brood, even killing... and plead guilty as charged.
Once the casket is swallowed by the ground, a battle to take what the dead left behind ensues...
Fr. Frank goes through newspaper clippings of his case and can't helping thinking of how it started...
Fr. Frank thinks that he should change for better, and takes us through the lives of some priests who left the catholic church...
Domestic violence affects everyone, and must stop for love in relationships to grow
Fr. Frank tries to explain why he is rogue, the beginning of his behaviour unbecoming...
Fr. Francis (Frank) is on the dock for the murder of one bishop in Kenya... he has been to the hearing...
I try to say this much i love
So much to prove
That I love
Love of my love
and soul of my soul
Debilitated by frailty of the body, though soul gives in to desires of the body, a void to be left behind
The three things those who love each other should do to keep the fire burning, abd interested in each other
The week has been so busy for Fr. Francis, and everybody in the country...
The rogue priest has had his desire satisfied at last, but he gotta go.... he won't stay the weekend.
When the one we love departs, and are left with nothing behind but memories, their ghosts never leave us!
So much to be said
Yet so little done
The glow of love
The love we love
Praise we sing
Put them on pedestal.
It ain't a crime, it ain't a sin at all
It's time, we awakened the soul
When the innocence
Original innocence
Is taken away
