Sad beautiful poems about unrequited love girl

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I know you now with another,

I know you do not love me,

I know I'll be there with him,

I just will forget.

Lazcano's eye you did,

His gentle hug you,

But I do not see anything!

And I do not understand!

Maybe I'm just a fool?

Once the melt is still hope.

With a not deal in any way,

So, is everything as before.

Again fleeting meeting.

And again, and again I catch your eyes.

Maybe I'm short and cruel,

But still I love you!

I will not forget your eyes

And all your meeting with me,

I want to be a night and day

With you and only with you!

I give you this, I rose,

Let me warms the heart,

I write poetry, not prose

On a cold night in January.

Let my heart I'm so sad.

That day I was not myself,

But I promise to be tolerant

And I'll be honest in front of you.

Fate played a cruel joke,

Giving your number by mistake,

But I do not regret for a minute,

What I have met you!

And before you choice is heavy -

Decide where to go herself.

What will happen to him, I do not know now,

With me is happiness ahead.

I may be self-confident?

But no! I keep my word!

You always I'll be true

And never stop loving!

Well words spill?

Beautiful painting on a sheet,

I would be better to gain courage,

And finally, I say ...

Author Dmitry Perkov

Sad beautiful poems about unrequited love girl

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I know you now with another,

I know you do not love me,

I know I'll be there with him,

I just will forget.

Lazcano's eye you did,

His gentle hug you,

But I do not see anything!

And I do not understand!

Maybe I'm just a fool?

Once the melt is still hope.

With a not deal in any way,

So, is everything as before.

Again fleeting meeting.

And again, and again I catch your eyes.

Maybe I'm short and cruel,

But still I love you!

I will not forget your eyes

And all your meeting with me,

I want to be a night and day

With you and only with you!

I give you this, I rose,

Let me warms the heart,

I write poetry, not prose

On a cold night in January.

Let my heart I'm so sad.

That day I was not myself,

But I promise to be tolerant

And I'll be honest in front of you.

Fate played a cruel joke,

Giving your number by mistake,

But I do not regret for a minute,

What I have met you!

And before you choice is heavy -

Decide where to go herself.

What will happen to him, I do not know now,

With me is happiness ahead.

I may be self-confident?

But no! I keep my word!

You always I'll be true

And never stop loving!

Well words spill?

Beautiful painting on a sheet,

I would be better to gain courage,

And finally, I say ...

Author Dmitry Perkov

Declaration of love the guy in spite of all the poems

The poem - a declaration of love the guy " Against all "

Contrary to the whole universe

For you become a prisoner,

I'll be your hostage.

Contrary to all her friends

For you become a friend,

In this world there is no other relatives.

Contrary to the laws of

For you I will clone.

Will I and him, and you.

Despite all the dawns

For you will become light,

I will be thy bright moon.

Contrary to all the world

We are with you, as children,

We look forward to each other always.

Contrary to all the curses

I'll be happy to know I am,

What will take the side of the trouble.

Contrary to all orders

I disobey immediately.

I'll be your new face.

Contrary to all the precepts

I will be a grandfather and his grandson,

Will your mother and father.

Despite all the bad weather

I weep with happiness,

And the light eye-lights.

Despite all the misery

I'll be glad to get there

In your hands, in spite of the world!

Declaration of love guy

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You're like a dream, sweet dream - I do not want to wake up,

As if in the sea of ​​love - I want to swim in it,

Like tenderness paradise - I want him to stay.

Do not parting, but only together.

Do you like snow, white snow - consists of snowflakes,

Where Snowflakes - have your bliss and warmth,

You fell asleep before my tears of love

And water to penetrate into me deeply.

What does it mean to dream of white snow - I do not understand.

After all, it is the beginning of everything.

But the beginning of my love, I know, I love.

I love you, my tenderness, I love.

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I gave all, forgetting to close the door.

I arrived to you without an umbrella in heavy rain.

Something jumped in my heart, in goose bumps today.

You know, I thought it was not only the body - the creeps.

Forgive me, but this to me the first time,

So I want to cuddle up to his chest, hug.

I want to melt into the blue of your eyes,

I want your lips with his, take it.

You know my heart flies with his chest.

Not for nothing is all - catch your thoughts.

Listen, I realized - this is only love.

I love you darling, can you hear, love !!!

Declaration of love in verse guy

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Prompt, color, what to do when

I am trembling.

You touch casually -

Begins

On the back of millions murah

I am looking for some,

Heat in the heart of the rain in the month of May

Poured.

I am ready to fly and flutter

In the clouds.

You know the feeling - I was you,

I have.

I can not hold it anymore

On chains.

I love you, hear, love

I you!

Modern poetry about love and flowers, daisies, roses

A poem about love and flowers

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From the delicate petals of daisies

I will lay your bed,

Light a candle, hurry as before

With you, we will not now

Zaves box from the eyes of dishonest,

Not for me, but to you

For all stayed so pretty,

How do these white flowers.

Rose

When I look at a rose,

In it I see a lot of beauty -

That morning, a scarlet dawn,

That plaque from fatal wounds.

Expand - see the lips languor -

They do not dry the dew,

Between the petals astonishment

Found inquisitive eyes.

I rose sorry, it will wither,

Will one longing,

I do not know what the rose will be -

Closed bud on it yet.

Allegory in verse

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Pick a flower, so for inquisitive eyes

For a moment, bring to enjoy its glory,

Closer to see how wonderful dew

Flash in rose goodbye tears.

That's all. She completed on interest

Do not need a flower, he served her,

As the act of a plurality of pieces seen,

About him say "glorious life he lived"

And what about the eyes? And forget for a long time

The one who gave them a joy,

What to do with it, they do not care anymore,

Another delicate color they have already won.

Sometimes love just one flash,

Someone consolation, someone to kill,

And it is hard to say whose miscalculation, whose fault -

Those eyes or anyone who is beautiful blooms.

Author Eleni Kerr