Bill Darrah

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'Let her want with me be in creating my need to express
the love I share-love's intimacy can only adequately give.'

I couldn't even hear my heart beat.

Dear Wife,
To whom I do not know who.
I give my heart and all to you
For you to keep as faithfully true

Come passion,
Invite your presence to me.
Come passion,
Burn your feeling on my heart

Please dream about some love every night
Life makes time throughout our heart
Before the heart gets too hard to warm
Like a fire after a cold wintery day.

Wouldn't it be great to find a woman I could love as wholeheartedly
Free from sin as God loves me?
How can I possibly fathom such a pure love like God's when my
Thoughts are more consumed with what a woman looks like

Which came first-poetry or art?
Which of these two is my favorite part?
Poetry speaks to the heart and soul
Through vocalization of written word,

(When you read this poem I highly recommend you read the 1st and last paragraphs only because it is my belief you the reader will either have a much stronger appreciation for this poem's message as well as for the middle paragraph or you will have as much of an appreciation for this poem the way it is written with the middle paragraph not adding or taking away from the meaningful message written. Additionally, you will notice a striking resemblance of word choice in the 1st and last paragraphs not included in the middle paragraph-this is because I used the same 35 nouns provided to me and arranged them in differing syntax, thus added more words needed to make complete thoughts of poetry.)

Sometimes love is something actions do
To create confusing relationships we choose to

When I die you may choose to cry, but please do not wonder why
I was chosen to die. No one on Earth was designed to wonder why
We must surrender our lives to the unknown future of an eternity we
Can only rely upon as our enduring supply of true life, comfort,

Why am I here?
Why am I typing these words?
Whose life can I change or
Improve through the message

To write poetry of a different kind sometimes deserves a calm and
Soothing mind patiently waiting for the heart to find what it
Desires just at the right time the mind never knows what words to
Rhyme until the heart knows what to say on each and every line

Watery remains
Of drenching rain
Mirroring reflections


What a bright combination
Of reds, yellows, purples, and blues.
It is true

Kaylene, you've got a way with me.
Leaves me breathless in your beauty
Every time I try to believe
I am not worthy of such a

Mouth dry
All tongue-tied-
That's what this love
Makes me feel,

Who could forget the day
I introduced dating to a girl?
She tried so hard not to throw it away,
But I acted foolishly anyway.

As hard as life gets to deal,
Having a brother so close and so real
Sure makes life so much more
Comforting to feel

Simple hearted, yet whole hearted.
Soft and light hearted, yet tender hearted-
Such an incredibly vast love never forgotten
Nor departed, once imparted

Color here, color there.
Shades of color come from where?
The racism from which we stare
Pondering the vast variety of intensive care

Independence-what a funny word
To describe a freedom that's both
Pleasing and displeasing, depending
Upon its function.

Bill Darrah Biography

My poetry has primarily been motivated by personal experiences with other people in my life-friends, family, and loved ones mostly. I didn't even care much for poetry until I fell in love for the 1st time in December 2000. Plato has a quote that is the manifestation of my aspiring passion for poetry that says, 'At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.' I wanted the content of my poetry to not only sound intelligent and elaborate in design, but also to convey a clear, concise, and universal understanding for people of all educational backgrounds to appreciate while hopefully becoming greatly intrigued by its impact on their hearts and minds to become poets themselves or at least desire a much more sophisticated level of deepening comprehension of the powerful beauty/fascination for words!)

The Best Poem Of Bill Darrah

Love's Everlasting Endurance

'Let her want with me be in creating my need to express
the love I share-love's intimacy can only adequately give.'

I couldn't even hear my heart beat.
Now I know what I was cheating
Was the part of my being
That was so unbelieving
Of the love that blocked my seeing
The lonely part of my heart she was relieving
Through the smile of every greeting
Like while we were eating
And all the times of unexpected meeting
When we stopped and stared intriguingly
As if we had perfected the incredible feat
That saved the world to retreat
To the love that would ultimately entreat
Every single human being
To hear the heart constantly beating
As feeling keeps on repeating
The love that refuses to retreat completely.

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