I Plead Guilty

Tess Irons By Tess Irons, 21st Dec 2011 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/45_4taj9/
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This poem is about courting and describes how genuine one's love is. I wrote this poem long time ago to help a friend express his love for someone. This is one of the many poems I wrote when asked for help winning somebody's heart.

My Guilty Heart

If it's a crime to fall in love
Then I deserve to be chastised
If in your heart I'd be locked up
I'd gladly serve a sentence for life

I plead guilty of loving you
That's what my heart can only do
And there's nothing else I'd want to do
Than spend a special moment with you

I'd make a promise to love only you
If you would tell me that you love me too
This love of mine is gentle and true
Trust my heart, I beg of you

Your love is what inspires me so
Pardon me if I bothered you
Just let my heart love and adore you
That's how sincere I am to you

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Courting, Guilty Heart, Love Letter, Love Note, True Love

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author avatar Tess Irons
I love to write poems and essays.

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author avatar Buzz
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Wow, so lovely and romantic poem! You could have told me that long time ago...lol. Joke.:)

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author avatar Tess Irons
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Buzz, I can write something for you if you need help. I'd be happy to do so.

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author avatar Buzz
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Help? No! Love will do.;D Joke.

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author avatar Rathnashikamani
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Nice poem.

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author avatar Tess Irons
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Thank you, Rathnashikamani, for appreciating my work. I'm glad you like it.

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author avatar Jules Castillo
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Pinoy really are lovers....romantic and sweet....nice one from you my friend!

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author avatar Tess Irons
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Hey kabs, are you on FB? What name do you use?

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author avatar Jules Castillo
21st Dec 2011 (#)

cowboynextdoor orq fb ko

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author avatar Retired
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Falling in love is not of guilt,
Its a seed planted on silt.
It is when it changes level,
Other things begin to unravel.

To be in love is music to soul,
It makes you feel so whole.
It is the perfect harmony in heart,
Which gives rise to wondrous art.

If man is married it is a crime,
For the actions are so sublime.
Destroying his family by putting a wedge,
Will break family and marriage.

Would you then take that guilt,
To enact that feeling planted on silt???
To be the entreaty for that emotion to show,
When the truth of their real life you know???

Would you still want to cherish and be,
The third counterpart to the family.
For the unit of love is the wife and child,
Think twice for the the meek and mild.

She drove a wedge when baby was week six,
Into their marriage she created a violent mix.
To bring through pain and suffering untold,
But had beauty compared to gold.

She used her charms to seduce the man,
And smiled without tan.
To become the woman to create the fight,
Even strangle her at dead of night.

What did she do, the sad pain wife,
Why did she have to put up with strife.
All because she seduced him with love,
Saying that it was the love from Above.

Would she ever forgive herself for destroying the family,
The child six weeks old back then was just a little baby.
Would she ever admit her guilt ,
For the feeling planted on silt.

For what she did was destroy that family,
And got the poor wife to curse in simile.
She will plead guilt for ill gotten love,
For she destroyed that family bound by Above.

Now she is on her way to the seduce,
Another married male to call it deuce.
Holding the bearings in her palms,
And seducing him with her charms.

To make him do what a man should do,
And that too in an office loo.
I am that poor wife who sat and cried,
Walked out when pain so dried.

To give my child a better life,
I became a separated wife.
Today I spread my wings to fly,
While all others including the men shall cry.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) 22nd December 2011

I have written something that is autobiographical abut a seductress who broke my marriage and has done the same to my friend. She does the office people in the bathroom and breaks marriages without any guilt leaving a trail of tears to the families and alimony too.

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author avatar Tess Irons
21st Dec 2011 (#)

I'm sorry to hear that, Lady Aiyanna. I hope you have already coped up. Great writing. Thanks for sharing.

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author avatar Mark Gordon Brown
21st Dec 2011 (#)

Great poem Gentle Irons, very positive with hope of new love.

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author avatar Tess Irons
23rd Dec 2011 (#)

Thanks Mark. It is very positive because my friend won the woman's heart.

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author avatar richellet
22nd Dec 2011 (#)

can I say ditto? with loving I wanna plead guilty too...

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