The Prisoner
nothing to say
I love loving you 5
How do you feel when you know that you never get it done ? Does it make you feel tired ? Or does it make you feel invincible ? Eternal ? Nagual is an expression from Carlos Castanheda
The ballad of a smoke-filled car
Loved this poem and decided to translate for you, dear poets!
Only For Awhile
What do you do when you find someone you love with your heart and soul but it isn't returned? You hope, you pray, and and you keep seeing each other with no commitments until one day he decides it's time to quit and your heart shatters and somewhere in a small corner of your heart, you never forget him.
Illusion Of Love
dream on
dental pain
Visiting the dentist
Hearts Tear
Do we not all sometimes?
5 Stones
hope you know how I was feeling at the time
Give My Regards.. Verse 1
I wrote this many years ago when I was an aspiring emcee.. I now recite it as a spoken word piece. It is dedicated to Brooklyn, after I moved to the Bronx for a while
The Way Of The Gun (Part 1)
This a controversial piece about the gun from it's humble beginning to it's ugly presence in modern times, written in December 2012 and now posted in January 2013, don't fall victim to....."The Way Of The Gun"
The Way Of The Gun (Part 2)
This is Part 2 of this poem as it was too long to post in one posting. so here is the conntinuing part to "The Way Of The Gun" (2012)
Thick-hearted
Verse one of my Thick-hearted piece.
I love loving you 6
When you discover that you have the individual personal power to feel good REGARDLESS of the conditions, then you will have mastered unconditional love.
Cash Flow
If there's anything else you think of Let me know Do you want me to write you another check Since you changed your name to cash flow The times we live in All about money and sin And do it all over again And where ever yo go You gotta have
hope for us
i hope nothing will ever happen just lets take things slow not fight so much i hate it when we fight it makes me feel so terrible inside i know we love each other and if i have too repeat that too you over and over again i will i dont care what peop
remeber what we shared before
ts those days that i will never forget how we use to hold each other while laying in bed sharing funny moments we had in our lives your the most beautiful women as i look into your eyes and tell you everything straight from my heart i cant lie too yo
God Will Fill You Up
Be hungry for God be thirsty for him to come into your heart and soul. Let him be one that is in control of all that you do and say. Let him be the one that is in charge of your life for all to see him in me. Just reach out to him for he is t
Fill Me Up
I am empty Lord waiting for you to be the filler. I am caught up in the words i hear from you. Nothing can pacify me i am looking. You can completely fill me up with your love and wisdom. I am waiting to feel full from your word. I am wanti
A Church Home Of My Own
God answered my prayer.
Come A Summers Day
Gentle touches of the wind Gentle rain like a friend Keep telling me I shall return home again Come a summers day The valley is winding low As I walk along I know Many places have I been And I need the path that returns home again Wa
Time
"Time" Written December 2012, This poem I wrote was and simple reflects time, it is not very long but it is self explanetory, I hope you all like....."Time"
The Mountain
This poem written in December 2012 is an inspirational poem about how life can be...."The Mountain"
I'm in Here
Look really hard.... See? Here I am The packaging is a bit worn perhaps But look inside Beyond the wrapping See? No....wait!! That one's unfinished, unversed... I know it's agleam now, but that will fade And the packaging will fray Loo
The Riddle
This is a logical poem about nothing at all, written December 2012, perhaps one of my shortest poems...."The Riddle"
Grace Of The Morning
As a light glides over the mountain And the sun rises to say hello So visits the grace of the morning And begins to over flow My heart is filled with bliss As I'm sitting so relaxed in my chair A moment when nothin matches this And over the
The Tribute To Jennifer
This was my last written poem for 2012, it is a tragic poem of what happens to people when they do the wrong thing. please accept this offering. "The Tribute To Jennifer"
the fitst day we met
Dedicated to r.e.n
831
831 I’m so sorry you felt left out, I’m very sorry you could not join in, I feel sad and bad that you missed out, I wish it wasn’t that way, miss you not being here, I feel upset and alone, when you left it felt like a part of me was gone, I so
Between The Lines
Here I go, at it again, but next time who knows when? And this one could be the last of all, with all the things I can do, none more important than when I do them for you, to do my best is my test, something I think I have failed again, to many thoug
Feelings or emotions
The love of one can make you cry, the love of one can make you sigh, to love & to hold wont let you grow old, because of the feelings you have deep inside. You feel complete no need to compete, because you are equal in each others eyes, for you she i
sorrow
just feeling sad
Lullaby Of Love
What put forth this day in motion Now the lady walks beside him As the golden sunset Is resting Upon the shoulders of the ocean Distant stars begin to glimmer from above He and the lady kiss and slowly dance To their lullaby of love The
The Corn Message
A cloud ran over to a mountain And whispered to the trees, Rain is on the way Set your mind at ease The trees whispered through the valley Down to the stream Rain is on the way Don't be feeling low Got it straight from a cloud Just telli
A politician speaks
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MUM FOR YOU
my mother is very ill and weak after a stroke in hospital, and now suffers from vacuous dementia,the words help me
Here’s to You, Love!
Here’s toast to love, which is so great, So overwhelming that you only question Where it comes from, out of what place Pounds blood sustaining your devotion! Here’s toast to love for friend – it’s as unique As only by a truly dedicated friend
Ghost Story
My first written poem for the new year 2013, it starts with a journey into the supernatural world with...."Ghost Story", set in eerie Scotland around Halloween time.
Dont Forget Me
To all those in despair and with there thoughts and memories... Dont forget...they live in a world of silence.....
Under The Weeping Willow
There was a time in my childhood when I was bullied and tormented by the other children, all due to numerous surgery on my eyes. I loved the weeping willow and found a haven under it. I still have a soft spot for them. I am lucky enough to live just a few blocks from the world famous Rideau Canal which is almost 125.5 miles long, and has paths along it. BamBam and I frequently walk along it and stop to sit under a willow and watch the world go by. In the summer the willows are just magnificent. In the winter it becomes the largest skating rink in the world, at almost 5 miles from one end to the other.
Maelstrom
The poem's subject is not a member of CS.
Easter Today
No one to be a friend No one would look his way As the old man walked along His eyes growing dim His hair turning so grey And only a few tomorrows To come and go and gone Familar cane in his hand As he walked near the busy street The vo
The Origin
Black White Same Or Different