Waiting for my own confession
Here being still misunderstood
Tonight i dedicate my compassion
Feeling not vulnerable and almost fearless
And neither perplexed...
Maybe... i guess
Probably rejected
Because i foresee my good deeds in vain
Sometimes sincerity is not welcome...
Specially if one´s express his pain
And so there is not somebody for someone...
Even if you are an honest bachelor
Therefore useless to say:
i am not a lustful or a promiscuous sailor
This thought i use to remind me of L.A
Where i was deeply beloved
And regarded as true and honourable man
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Posted: Jun 2012
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i am not a player
Besides love is not a game
My feelings sound like a prayer
i guess human angels feel the same
Sometimes i dream of romance
However it isn´t a real way
i would like to count on a likely chance
Sure i am not able to betray
i am tired of being deluded
Life is not gambling
Love shouldn´t be abused
For a while my heart is not a safe home
My faith is still kept but not connected
i can´t foretell any outcome
Although my doubts are reflected
People seem mirrors and guess i am a crystal ball
Both are wrong
They and me
The worst cage is the human fall
This poison is so strong
Let it be
Love is a genuine shelter
Reality built to last
Even if you experience it later
Consider your own past
No complaint, repentance and regret
i am not here raising any bet
i am trying to change a hopeless fate
Everyday improving myself in order to be a possible soulmate
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Posted: Jun 2012
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Author: Unknown
I am a tree , My fruit is bittersweet .
Ripened with all trial,My roots go way down deep.
I am a river ,Heaven is my source.
Petitioned by desire,with grace I take my course.
I am a precious ointment,smoothed on burdened brow
Refreshing scent my sweet perfume,anointing those who weep.
I am the Northern Star,leading slaves to freedom.
They follow me til they be free and rest beneath my brightness.
I am a heavenly language ,no worldly man can speak.
Nor the Angels who watch and wonder,Known only to the weak.
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Posted: Jul 2012
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As time goes by,
I stop and stare
these walls I build,
are walls of air.
I stood alone,
and all Id see
were walls of air,
that comfort me.
No one knew,
the pain inside
the masks I wore,
were meant to hide.
My heart grew cold,
as years went by
and couldnt face,
the reasons why.
I lived in shame,
and filled with fear
let none get close,
or get too near.
This caused them pain,
they had to bear
yet in my heart,
I could not care.
As time goes by,
I came to see
the one I hurt,
was not just me.
I sat behind those walls I built,
so cold and all alone
I knew I had to change myself,
for I was on my own.
Haunted by my misery,
with no one left to blame
for what I hid inside myself,
was nothing more then shame.
Soon I came to realize,
theres so much work to do
I had to look inside myself,
to find the "me" thats true.
Years of work pass by me,
I know the reasons why
I love the man I am today
as precious time goes by.
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Posted: Aug 2012
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The Flowers were Yummo, I ate them With Relish !
With Morgs Chilli Sauce, on top to Embelish !!
Excuse me now ,I have to Depart!!!
My pants are are on Fire!!
After only one Fart!!!
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
I wrote it because I am not Stable !!!
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Author: Unknown
Sententiousness is he who reads or acts with out knowing the heart, as it is written: none is righteous, no, not one; to practice righteousness before others, to boast in our accord is not the way. Open your eyes and see, lift the clouds from your mind and practice self-righteousness no more.
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
just a few words for those that vew things from a diffrent aspect and then speek thinking they are right and others are wrong.
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Dear WindyW and John ...the past is past let our friendship be as it was once ...
I'm not angry or mad ,
For the shock ,the message that he sent.
If there is forgiveness to seek...then it is mine to make ..to plea forgiveness to John for anythin I've said or written.
It is where I stand and say,
That can never be taken away,
What is bygone should not belong,
To the present or the future,
With memories fill with anger and bitter.
I am to be blamed,
For my ignorant mistake,
So I offer Back to you and yours truly,
Friendship for life at this place,
Acceptance is at your mercy,
Only time will tell...
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Posted: Sep 2012
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Looking back at all I've done
I've realized how I've done you wrong
Faith and trust, that I must bring
To make you see "me" once again
Patience and laughter,
They will soon come
For now, all we have is our love
I see now what I didn't then
Such a fool I've been
I was blinded by a fog
But you saved me from the bog
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Posted: Sep 2012
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Author: Unknown
June 30, 1992
Speak not above a whisper
Though crying out inside
Sacrificing simple needs
It’s safer just to hide
Betrayed by all emotion
These complex traits ingrained
Some inherent, some are learned
And some are unexplained
All those years believing, spent
Firm, without exception
That some are born to suffer
Granted no protection
The sickness is our secrets
Those shadows of disgrace
Damning truths we still believe
The hope our fears erase
Speak well above a whisper
Shed safely all concerns
Life has been a frenzied maze
Of complicated turns
Stand and earn your freedom
For now, look not behind
You have enough to deal with
You have yourself to find
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
I was two years sober when I wrote this poem. I was in so much pain and confusion was a daily event as I stuggled to sort out the reasons I drank. It took many more years to find my voice, find my anger and take back my life. This poem is one of the first awakenings that I even could...take back my power, or that my life was my own. A poem to you. Life saving therapy for me.
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I believe in HIM!
I believe in HIM,
Not because he saved my life so many times,
Not because he fixed my hand from an accident,
Not because he is the Son of Man,
Not because he died for my sins,
Because He is the CHRIST,
Because He came for the weak,poor and Gentiles like me,
Because He sits on the right side of GOD,
And because He choose me to follow him till my very last breath...
He is Jesus
And I believe in miracles,
From Him ,when you call from your soulSpirit,
He shows compassion and always says,
"FAITH can move mountains,
Have faith beyond doubts,
And the rest my friends,
Mark my words for I am his living example..,
Will perform his Miracles,
When you ask HIM with FAITH
And watch the wonders unfold before your own eyes..
GOD bless everyone,
Has never let me down,
Just call HIM 24/7 ,
Remember with your SoulSpirit,
Because that is the highway to his Mobile...
Every minute,every hour,every day,
24 hours,12 months,365 days,
Until your lifetime ...
Are you listening...?
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Posted: Oct 2012
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