Come Cry upon my Shoulder
I wrote this when i good friend of mine was going through a bad time
WHEN GOD IS NUMBER ONE!
GOD Motivational write up has always been my inspiration.
Onward son
thoughts flow genrously in beautiful weather, persistantly chasing the sun, through a cloud infested sky, you stumble only to recover and run, without blinking an eye, pounding the path so beaten n dry, looking into eternity, your feet carry u
Freedom
Written to those you want to experience freedom
OUR REFLECTION.
This is about our reflection in life.... People do often blame others for their dirty faces instead of taking proper time to clean it. If you could kick the person responsible for most of your problems, you wouldn't be able to stand up for a week.
The blind Boy
I was coming home from work and I seen a man with a blind boy. This just came to me.
TWO LEGGED RATS
WE ALL KNOW THEM. YOU CALL THEM FRIENDS BUT THEY TALK BEHIND YOUR BACK! TIME TO DITCH THEM!
Together..
If I cannot praise you then Have I not become an Empty shell? Who am I without whom I must love? I find my purpose Within you Where I discover me No talent will put me Above you No lowliness will put You beneath me I find love not in me,
I’m not alive, I wish to come to life…
Terenti Graneli (1897–1934) – a pen-name of a noted Georgian poet Terenti Kvirkvelia.
This Blue Train
This Blue Train tasting the sweet rain tracing down my face... unitelligible sounds and benign utterances break the silence... i watch the blue fog slowly move in, penetrating each and every glance of mine eye... the blue train slowly pass
IRON MAN
How and when, all the crazy Nonstop flying like Strings like Rain Came from the old Tired and worn out Disappointing roof of mine My head is dizzy, Can`t my body stop shaking severely While I am wrapped While I am taken away While I am dra
LOVING
I love Your past Which Brought you To me Today. (Theblackred)
Untitled
These little gems from our Georgian poet translated for your pleasure, dear poets!
World would be freezing, but for men like you
I am not sure who the author of this Russian poem/lyrics is. Must keep on searching.
MR HAMBURG (dedication)
MY WONDERFUL J.H.S. 109 MUSIC TEACHER ; MR HAMBURG WAS; AND WILL ALWAYS BE; THE BEST!
Self Discipline
What has to be done must be done Lazing around just will not pay Grab hold of yourself and move on Do what you have to do today Despite the mood you may be in Know time and tide wait for no one Get busy, start the ball rolling If not, you wi
The MOST Valuable one!
From the secret place,stirring from wthin,bubbling up by The HOLY SPIRIT,I simply agreed with it! Understanding where the values of people are these last days shows a loss of virtue & integrity;more focus on the fleeting appearance of what seems good & right,just as The LORDGOD said it would be! My feelings at the time was about truly cherishing communicating with one I thought was lost to the rushing world.So in thanksgivings I had to seize it & perhaps another will agree to bring about a readjusting of our atmosphere for a currency exchange( GOD'S WORK for a 2nd Day-Monday!)
Unbreakable
I had gotten a message very early one morning from a friend who was struggling at work. I wanted to write something to provide inner strength. I wrote this in under 5 minutes to get it to them as soon as possible. They thanked me for the inspiration later on that day. I enjoy writing. I enjoy being there for the people in my life, even if it's just with my creative writing.
Canopy of Green.
moments of waking....before ones eyes focus
Introspective Forgiveness
I wait in the night, in silence, in fear. Stoic, unwavering, I must persevere. For a glimmer of hope, I leap, I pounce. Certain, uncompromising, I thus disappear. Home is not here. My dreams, so wretched, they torture and tear. My
The Poem and the Symphony
THE POEM AND THE SYMPHONY Time gleans "the sound" from you.. from a distant age gone by. Body, Neck and Bridge... Strings, Frets and Keys, aggregates of this guitarra... A matrix of wood and bone, constructs of this Soul. Embodied in
IMAGINE - PART 4
Candle Love
THE CHRIST IN 'CHRIST'MAS
The Christ in Christmas (Simplified)!
WEATHER GOAL
weather can change our attitude
LOOK INSIDE
I always tell people to look before they leap. Look within themselves, find their true selves and ask, is this what you really want.
Old Soul
Colors splashed Smoothly blend Holding hands Embracing when. Wiping sleep Sharing yawns Peace exists In your arms. Go on world Spin out of control Where there is warmth Happiness exists Old soul.
Six Figures
When I was twelve wore a size one; life was simple; had a lot of fun. When I was fifteen I wore a size six; life became more challenging; there were those out for kicks. When I was twenty-one wore a size ten; Plenty mistakes with plen
Own Cooper Said
Jerry Clower was a great southern comic who lived from 9-28-1926 to 8-24-1998. He told many funny stories, but also lessons on life and other social issues.
What is love?
Love is respect Love is protection Love is when I deserve less But you are near me, Love is when we go on same road Love is when u care me when I am sick Love is you and love is me.
Be strong
It was written to a friend sometime back...just thought of sharing.
The Old Used Bookstore
I wrote this for a friend and wanted to share it with you today! Thanks,John, you are incredibly inspiring in more ways than one my friend!! "Salaam ya habiby!"
Choice of life!
I did my choice, when one of my Son's was still a child, I grow into it, and so did my Son too and the beauty of the Flower of it, I felt in last Sunday, even I start to cry, as my Son call me from Russia and told, that the Stem-cells he has invent, originally taken from the blood,has clearly start to grow in the two first patients who where operated one month ago for Spinalcord damages and injected with these Stem-cells. Their legs and foots has start to move and the lover part of their Bodies can feel the touch again and they both feel how their life is coming back. My cry was a cry of happiness, knowing that all these people in Wheelchairs has now the possibility to get their Life back.
Not A Poem
My book " Visions in Poetry " is now available. It includes several favourites of poets here like "African Skies" "Forgotten" and "Romany Gypsy". It is available from any of the five regional libraries or the British national library and all good boo
The Knight's sword
This poem is from the perspective of a sword; it also is a double entendre on how a sword is crafted as well as how a knight's character is developed. It's also a bit personal to me too because it ties in my resolve also. Enjoy!
WHERE LIFE GOES
YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT LIFE HAS IN STORE FOR YOU!
Berween nature and soul
And old man with his wooden cane hobbles Along to the park.. The excited glees of children swinging on a tire Suspended from a venerable oak tree echoes In morning sun A preacher delivers a somber eulogy to the Dearly departed And every profes
Love, Honor, Cherish?
Love, Honor, Cherish? As I open up the paper and read upon the page about these bouts of anger and the fits of rage You ask me if I'm reading of some far off foreign war I say no this hurt and anger comes from our own shore. It's about domes
Friends & Strangers
I think some of us are (earth bound) angels that God uses as He sees fit.
New
For a friend
our moments
flipping through the pages of times filled in between our books those unfaded moments haunting me deep down it is not by accident that they break loose once in a while breaking my heart over and over again relentless and strong But e
Let God
God Has A Mind Of His Own
The Box
Food for thought today! Happy Thursday! “It gives me great pleasure indeed to see the stubbornness of an incorrigible nonconformist warmly acclaimed.” ? Albert Einstein