Here are my poems so uhh....yeah

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(Her Name)

I gaze into he flowing brown hair
Hoping her judgement of me will be fair,
Knowing she has beauty that will reign through the ages,
Still wishing that she’d write of me in her diary on all pages.
My memory of her will last for as long as stone
‘Cause she has shown that her heart is for love alone.
A smile that pierces the toughest hide
Because she’s one for fun, not all pride.
She has a siren’s voice that pleases all ears
And is sure to bring to any eyes, joyous tears.
Staring into her angelic eyes, she makes me mystified
But knowing she isn’t for me, my heart has forever cried.


Love Has the Power to Kill

The moonlight danced upon her heavenly face
Like no other I’ve seen in my life.
She moved with such a grace
As if her life was never plagued by strife.
On this sandy land her beauty spread,
Making me fell all but weak,
To the stars, to the sea, and all overhead,
I could only stare, too awed to speak.
An unworthy peasant she felt to be,
Yet I found her in the most obvious of spots, she was hidden in the center of my love.
Only now, revealed to me is her true deep routed misery,
Arms now wings of black feathers, feet life-wrenching talons, she once was a white dove.
For all our time together, she told me only a lie,
Never telling me she’s soon going to be in a silent sleep,
One that is long and means that she will die.
I can’t think, but about her and how I will forever weep.




Things May Never Be Right

As tears slowly flee their way down my face,
I watch them come in, men in black, women in lace.
They open their hearts to a body so still,
Up their backs crawls the coldest of a chill.
Silence hangs in the air; no one makes a peep,
For his family will sit together and weep.
Father stands and sobs with all his might,
To see such a man cry is a sad sad sight.
Mother screams out with a heart trembling cry,
“O why, O God did he have to die?!”
Brother and sister wondering if they are forgiven
And whether or not they shall make it to Heaven.
All is come and gone, yet he remains in his sound sleep.
Family prayers go unanswered and all begin to weep.
Realizing that soon shall come our final hour
We feel the loss of a magnificent power.
As tears slowly flee their way down my face,
I watch them leave, men in black, women in lace.


Lone Solider

Over the horizon rides a lone solider,
A fighting man with an empty holster,
Many a times unscathed after battle
He mounts his stead in cloth saddle.
On the ground enemy lies,
None of them ever dies.
Many don’t understand how or why,
Will not ask for they are too shy.
Too late for it is time for him to leave,
To what happened no one has yet to believe,
All the good he has done,
And all the battles he has won.

He arrives in a new town,
Their problems cause him to frown.
He watches over them for a while,
Then solves their problems and walks another mile.
Now in a new place, in a new and different time
He looks for out of what hole must these people climb.
His eyes open wide in awe,
On the ground lays his jaw
For this place is deeper than any other,
He sees children without any mother,
Children abusing all types of drugs
And police stations filled with their mugs.

Now he looks around him at this place,
It’s falling apart and seized with disgrace.
He hopes it will all change with his presence
‘Cause for him time is of the most important essence.
Drastically wrong, he turns his back for his all he gave,
Now with no one here knowing of him, he weeps in his grave,
With a head stone reading:
On all of you evil is feeding
‘Tis too late for me,
Yet there is time for thee.
Remember to help yourself first,
Or with problems, your life will burst.
So ends the story of the lone solider,
A fighting man with an empty holster.


Pain Of a Close Loss

Countless deaths come and go with every passing day.
Every single one ends up with the final price to pay.
Deaths coming from all over the world for every intention.
And for those who didn't take time for reflection.
For reflection on their life.
To find reasons to put down the knife.
Because suicide is the worst of them all.
And why didn't you receive that one call?
A call from hope or a call of delight.
I always question why did you give up the fight?
For many are so caring,
And your pain, they are sharing.
Why of this did you not know?
As your body lies so barren in the snow.
I realize all is over now.
I let my head bow.
I am praying for all those who cared.
For that they will not be too scared.
All is over and all is gone.
You weren't merely just a pawn.
But a knight, a hero, a brother.
Now I will have to look up to another.
Your path, I can no longer follow.
And in my throat there is a lump I must swallow.
A lump of pictures and memories that I used to see you by.
Now I lie by your side and will everlastingly cry.

Angel of My Dreams

She is the blonde hair, blue eyed angel,
The beautiful woman of my dreams.
Her hair flows in the most mysterious ways.
I could gaze into her eyes for ongoing days.
Seeing her makes my heart so soar.
O how my love of her grows on more and more.
Like Icarus, my heart towers to the heavens higher and higher.
Up until my wings melt and catch on fire.
For my love of her is more powerful than you may think.
But when you turn away, farther and farther my heart sinks.
Show me that you love me.
'Cause I can't go on without you.
A war breaks out between my heart and mind.
My intuition keeps my heart in place within its bind.
The heart battles for it must be free.
That is when a single shot rings out.
My heart lies on the floor, for she does not love me.

Within the Depths Below

Within the depths below,
Farther than any can possibly go, lies my soul.
It lies deeper than the depths of Hell.
My pain and suffering is more tenebrous than the mouth can tell.
No one listens to me, nor do they even care,
And in my heart lies an immense tear.
Shut up and beat by my mother,
The prayers for me come from another.
He said my eyes are sealed up watertight.
That I am always picking the fights.
Slowly I realize within the depths below,
Shines a brightly lighten light shinning in my soul.
But it is only to be covered by intolerance,
Built up and never cleared away ever since.
I truly was the one who didn't listen, nor care.
And in my heart lies a slightly patched tear.
My heart rises to the Heavens above.
Only now filled with tremendous joy.

Cry For Harmony

What is it that makes life worth living for?
What is it that makes us wanting more?
'Cause we want more than this world has to offer,
And why is it that so many must suffer?
Thousands of children go to sleep with no mother at night.
I weep knowing all is not right.
Falling to my knees I pray to God in the Heavens
"Why is it that these children undergo such pain?
Why must many for their beliefs be slain?
They need a joyous cry for harmony.
Their deaths shall no longer be for others a ceremony"
I see numerous of children wrapped in their shrouds.
Many cheer of this, but truly none should ever be proud.
How is it that others can make a wonderful occasion,
One out of such a horrendous illustration.
So what is it that makes this life worth living for?
Someone needs to stand up and release a joyous cry for harmony.

Have I Ever Told You

Have I ever told you that I'm sorry it didn't work out.
Have I ever told you that I'm sorry I would shout.
Have I ever told you I'm sorry I wasn't honest.
And how our lies came back to haunt us.
These relationships to me are so new.
How could I start a fight like this with you.
Have I ever told you that I'm sorry I forgot.
I thought you forgave me but I guess not.
But now reality has got a hold on me,
And this life I just want to flee.
Have I ever told you I'm sorry for everything.
I love the way you make my heart sing.
I may never know why I left your grace.
Oh what I would do to see you smiling face.
Have I ever told you I'm sorry I left you.

Man's Best Friend

They say that a man's best friend is his dog.
But what am I to do when my best friend is lost.
In the heart it can be the ultimate cost.
For he is more than mearly a K-nine.
He is family, he is friend.
And when the when I am alone, my heart begins to bend.
It feels as a family member is gone.
No longer to be found.
My heart in chains and now bound.
I don't know what to do, where to go.
The pain is so intense.
As it grows more and more immense.
There is nothing I can do,
And there is no where I can go.
I need to stand strong.
So I will get back up and live on.


Fellings of My Heart

Her luscious brown hair.
Her stunning, angelic eyes.
With everything about her,
I can find utterly nothing wrong.
When she glances my way,
My heart fills with delight and joy.
But when she's with another,
I stop, think, and wonder;
What if we're not meant to be,
But why can't she see,
The affection I have for her,
It's like nothing I can describe.
Questioning if she undergoes the same I do.
Well that I may never know,
But until then, she will always have a place in my heart.
With the fascination I have of her
And the anticipation for the right moment.
To tell her of how I feel.
To get her off my mind is a difficult task.
But I go on, and how I don't know.
When she holds the key to the door.
The door that will choose if my heart will sink or soar.
But if things do not go as well as I hope.
I will not stay down, but I will learn to cope.
But now it has come to an end.
And now I will descend.
Until then, I will remember her as the one with luscious brown hair.
And will always have those stunning, angelic eyes.

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find rest in God; He is my rock and my salvation. He is my defender; I will not be defeated.
~Psalm 62:5-6

u ppl just want me to cry dont u

yeah that's pretty much it, haha

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find rest in God; He is my rock and my salvation. He is my defender; I will not be defeated.
~Psalm 62:5-6

lol ur mean but cool

dat a one whole heep a poem fi read yuh knoa. dem good still. Annedda ting a baal yuh waa people fi baal

OK....I'll just nod my head and pretend I understood that.

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find rest in God; He is my rock and my salvation. He is my defender; I will not be defeated.
~Psalm 62:5-6

DREAD....I'm with the resta dem...I almost had to cry! Nice work getting this tough gal close to tears!

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Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.

Ey when me see dem bagga words deh mi jus feel confused so all now me nuh read it aff. Mi wi tek it in piece by piece.

that was very beatiful mon keep doin what ur doin

dread dem words deh bring a tear to mi eye...are you looking to publish? cause i would be the first in the line...beatiful and heart felt *respect*

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A JOURNEY OF A THOUSAND MILES BEGINS WITH THE FIRST STEP.

well I did get Lone Solider...or I think it was Things May Never Be Right published...but I forgot which one so yeah...

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find rest in God; He is my rock and my salvation. He is my defender; I will not be defeated.
~Psalm 62:5-6