Until I Caught a Tear
Tiny drops, streaming down, So sad to see. Broken hearts, Broken dreams, Too bad for me. All I ever wanted was the best for you, But I was too wrong to be. I've caught hell, Caught up in those games, Caught up in my fear. I've laid it down
desperado
from the top of my head
If Something Happened to Me
If something did happen to me, I would be curious to know how everyone who knew me would react. I wasn't liked that much, and it would just make me wonder if anyone would mourn the loss of my life.
I love you more..
Sometimes it's hard for me to say to you.. All of the things that I want to And it's not that I don't care.. Because you know I do.. Sometimes, I hold back maybe out of fear. But then I guess .. sometimes, Maybe we all do. And I w
"Riding high"
a blast from the past...circa late 60's
"Thinking About My Love
writing to the girl of my dreams
You are here...
You are here when I’m wrong. You’re my heart, you’re my mind… When I’m weak, you are strong. You're my eyes when I'm blind. When I fall, when I’m lost, You are here, you’re my way. When I’m hell, you are frost. When I’m coast, you are bay.
My Beautiful flower
just being real writing to the girl of my dreams lol.
one hand wavin' free
Some of Bob Dylan's best lyrics, From "Mr. Tambourine Man"
NEVER SAY I LOVE U
hmmm. what yah think folks
Untitled
Got this never ending feeling Following me down every road i take Burning sun on my back Coming out in a cold sweat It leaves a bitter sweet taste on my tongue Got my finger wrapped around the trigger of a loaded gun Wrap me up in cotton wo
Pres. Obama’s Shout-Out to the Critics
I wrote this poem early part of this month as a blog posted on my website. It's a common sense/lash out at the president's most harshest critics and haters. These people seem to criticize everything that he does. As an independent, but more over to the base of the conservative side of the political spectrum, I agree/disagree on certain things that the president have done but I'm willing to give him time and show him respect like I did with former president Bush. Bashing just to be bashing and engaging in double standards towards him and not with other past presidents is not constructive criticism. What these people need to understand that this type of behavior is Only making themselves look seriously misinformed and ignorant, not the president!
Directions of My Abyss
I took just one second to stand back and reflect To challenge my own sanity and emotional intellect With just one whisper, a promise forever true Through the Storms and Wars I've Fought, I still only fight for you A thousand miles in either d
Dark Night
It's a dark night, so silent. With a dark plan, so violent. Moving through the shadows without a sound. There's a man creeping forward now who will never be found. With eyes set on death and gold he moves towards your bed, By dawn you will be fo
...lonly beach...
...most hated thing lonliness...
Blue Waters
A poem about an evening of trying to write a love poem to someone who's love is no longer.
Winter Come
A poem describing the coming of winter.
IN MY EYES
written 04/12/1969, and dedicated to my son, about 2 wks. after his birth ! What a beautiful time in my life !!!
unforgetable
every time we have to understand others felings too..
Mended heart
Please..let me in to your tortured heart Where I can repair it from within. I'll mend your heart with threads of gold, So you can love again.
You Used To Make Me Feel Beautiful
This is my first poem in English. It's actually lyric for a song. I wrote it today.
PAGAL LARKA
WHEN YOU GOT THE MEANNING OF THIS POEM YOU WILL WIN A GIFT FROM ME SO DONT FORGET TO TELL ME...........!!! THAT YOU KNOW THE MEANNING OF THIS POEM
wanting
to wake up and notice that your not there and wonder why lifes just not fair with every second passing no you in sight to need you close by me tonight my eyes look around to catch a glance of you to sit alone in this room what am i to do to know your
Sometimes Impatience, Is A Far Greater Virtue !
I decided to make impatience into a true-blue virtue, for it can come in really handy when, we aren't getting the desired results from patience, n it has gotten a bad rap for centuries. Who got to decide that anyway ? It is now one of my own special personal mottos ! aware3
Indifference
Nearly all of the poems I have written are the product of inspiration. Most often from someone I loved or love's demise. Usually conceived in the dim light of depression on a napkin. This one's origin is obvious and is one of my first of my first love. I am however not a purveyor of unhappiness and have a few that are descriptive in nature, whimsical at a time, and compassionate at another.
THAT MOST MAGNIFICENT TAPESTRY
My own perception of Divine Oneness, that I believe we all share. A oneness that does not see race, age, country, creed, or any of the self-imposed barriers, that we put between ourselves and others. And then we ask, "Why is there so much loneliness and suffering on this beautiful planet, that we inhabit"? We must somehow, find our way back to that sameness, and return to our true origin. To see beyond the exterior, which is only temporary-to the infinite Spirit, that created and connected all to it and to each other. As a Spiritual Advisor/Catalyst, it is part of a collection. I hope to soon complete them to share...
Death By Homicide
The terror is immense My heart's beating intense I never did anything this harsh It doesn't make any sense My life keeps on flashing My lungs keep on gasping I want to take action but my feet make no traction My hands and arms still Only pai
OH MORNING BREEZE
I wrote this poem, under the blissful spell of a cool breeze, on a beautiful spring day ! Some people call it Spring fever, and I don't know why ? I was feelin' really COOL !
a hopefull life
no one can avoid waiting ....if yes..there is no life..
JUST AS PERFECT, AS PERFECT CAN BE
I wrote this poem, as a self-reminder of the importantance to value first n foremost the opinion we hold of ourselves, for it matters most ! I dedicate this poem to my very beautiful daughter Janadelina, n all the other beautiful strong women in my life, my mother, my grandmother, my sisters, nieces. I am so blessed ! aware3
money makes pain...
its not good to live only for money...
IN SACRED SILENCE
I wrote this poem, following a period of quiet inner reflection!September 2004.
a profile is nothing..
everyone need more care and loving.
Ever Memorable Star !
to michale jackson
WHY ?
I wrote this poem, the day I turned 60, (09-09-2007) out on Johnson's beach, walking barefoot on the sand. I was completely swept away by the awesome power of the beautiful gulf, n found myself just a little jealous of the waiting shore. ! I offer no other explanation.
UNDERSTANDING...
HOW CAN SHE UNDERSTAND ME...IF I SAY LIKE THIS..?
The date
Trying to find dates, and friends!
Moonglow Beach
This is a lyric I wrote and turned into a song, If you'd like a link to the song just msg me,
YOUR KISS
YOU CAN FEEL REAL LOVE FROM KISS KISS OF LOVE, KISS OF FAKE KISS OF SPLIT KISS OF WILDDERNESS KISS OF SATISFACTION KISS OF LONELYNESS BUT KISS IS WONDERFUL FEELING FO
I SEE LOVE I SEE LONELINESS
I SEE LOVE, I SEE FEELING, BUT I CRY, AM I ALONE IN THIS WORLD? BUT I KNOW LOVE IS WONDERFUL LOVE IS EVERYTHING FOR HUMAN BEING WE MUST LOVE SOMEONE WHEN THEY ALIVE WHY WE CRY AT NIGHTS? REALLY WHO K
Whispering samd
what can I say I just love to write about all things in life
Can dreams become reality
This poem is about a lost love