The days are swiftly hastening
The shadows softly fall
I seem to hear the shepherd calling
From way beyond the wall
He has come to fetch the ill ewe
That lies so forlorn
To unite her with her lamb
She lost,a decade or so ago,
She has been pining for her,
Life for her has never been the same,
The ewe has now to bid goodbye
To all she knew, when on earthly meadows
She did graze,
The shepherd will pick her up
tenderly in His arms
And carry her safely o'er
And lay her gently beside her lamb
She had longed so dearly for;
Now Forever to abide;
No more heartache or pain,
No more tears will be shed,
For the place where He will lay her down
There will be peace and eternal rest,
Beside her precious lamb.
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Posted: Apr 18
About this poem:
I was so depressed today,thinking of my daughter,I went back to this poem I had posted in 2014.I wanted to relive my feelings through this poem to make me feel that my love & yearning for her has not died.I know some poets on here will think me crazy,( Do not read if you think me so,nor comment)but this a site where people are free to pour out their feelings.
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all alone it seems
all alone just me and my dreams
no one to share them with
no one to share bliss
all alone by myself
all alone no one else
nobody seems to understand
the way of thinking of this man
no one seems to desire
the warmth of this mans fire
all alone quietly
all alone for the day
all alone far away
all alone
nobody around
all alone
nobodies sound
all alone
All Alone
nobody gets it
all alone
whilst is can be great
all alone
needs a date
all alone me and you
in the wilderness under the sky blue
or grey or wet
but together alone is best.
all alone by myself
all alone no one else
all alone is how I feel
I don't want to be alone
I want somebody real!
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Posted: Jan 2020
About this poem:
literally just wrote this off the top of my head. but is expresses how I feel right now. alone. lonely and my strong desire for real female companionship.
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Mountain top raindrops falling down
Determined to be alive I go driving around
Rain messes with my view
Perhaps the rain is lonely too
No that won't do
The rain doesn't have any feelings
It just falls from the sky
Determined to be alive
And overcome the lonely pain
I'm a lucky fella
I have an umbrella
And soon I'll go walking in the rain
Somewhere I'm going to arrive
And though I have no fortune and fame
I'm a lucky fella I have an umbrella
And soon I'll go walking in the rain
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Posted: Feb 2020
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WARM THOUGHTS, are very special words
Never given to anyone so willy-nilly
By a person frugal with words; so when
Suddenly one deserves WARM THOUGHTS
While the others who say the same don’t
Reading between the lines shows
As one wordsmith, overt praises shoots
and another returns with WARM THOUGHTS
Alas, neither covert or clandestine
Between the lines, though left blank
They can speak far louder
Much louder than our written words!
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Posted: Feb 2020
About this poem:
Outside the box, inside the box. Life is a big open drama and actors often think their audience only see how little they want to show.
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Oppressive western civilization
Must assuredly wither and die
Creating a world of beauty and love
That sees with third eye
These worldly possessions become
Our burdensome prison
Shorn, the body and soul are in
Natural harmonic unison
Sailing through infinite space
On pure love as our provision
Brilliant grids of energy can be
Seen in psychic vision
Dimensions of existence and
Mental clarity free from chains
Spiritual journeys to Summerland
Traveled upon the astral planes
Wishing to break away from
Earthly realities and strife
Souls peer into mirrors viewing
Reflections of abstract life
Achieving esoteric knowledge
To hold, embrace and discern
Lessons of this life are given
In universal love to learn
Seeking to rise above mental shields
Ideological beliefs revolving
Around concepts of netherworlds
A continual eternal trek
Life passes in somber processions
Rising in scarlet crescendos
Playing through our minds as we throw
Emptiness into burning infernos
Breaking free is an act of turning away
And embracing the excitement
Discernment sees the universal elements
Of what is real in our enlightenment
Rising above the great rain shadow desert
Meeting in mid air the angelic hosts
Empowered with pure harmony
Like the oceans hug the coasts
© Jade Anjoun
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Posted: Nov 2021
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Heart aching for the freedom we are losing everyday in the world
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Why I can not
tell you how I feel
why stand in front of you
I lack my words
maybe I'm scared
that you won't understand me
and your words "It's nonsense"
frighten me.
So I enclose my thoughts
and I have a dialogue
internal myself
And you'll never know about that
because I can't use
the right words.
And it tires me a lot
I would like to scream
out loud.
But I don't know only
is it worth it
So I'm silent
and I feel that we are creating a wall.
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Posted: Nov 2019
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I saw suffering today.
It was closed, quiet,
curled up into a small ball,
dressed in thin robes.
I saw suffering today.
His big eyes
looked at me in silence
were looking for help.
I saw suffering today.
When they reached out
begging for help
and more feelings.
I saw suffering today.
And I stood looking from the side
because I was so scared
I couldn't take a step.
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Posted: Dec 2019
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The tunnel in front of me
opens the mouth of darkness
attracts like a magnet.
I sink into the abyss with a lunatic step
and let myself sway to sleep.
I look through the slides of my life
frame by frame
memories burst a painful
stinging chest.
A bright lamp that is still burning in me
slowly fades,
drowned in waves of despair.
This tunnel has no way out.
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Posted: Dec 2019
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Sailing in the ocean of my dreams
Each night I come to you sweet child
Sharing precious moments with you
And when dawn breaks
I awake and in my room again
In a land across the sea from you.
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Posted: Dec 2019
About this poem:
Missing my granddaughter
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I was thinking
I'm painting an angel on my shoulder
will save me
lulling
will comfort me when I cry.
I waited
for signs of better moments
happy moments
because of his care.
I forgot
that an angel was embedded in my skin
is crying.
I chose him myself.
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Posted: Dec 2019
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