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There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door light a old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .


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New Year

Years past unfold
Seems just yesterdays 
Tomorrow will be New Year
Streams of thoughts never change.


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Starting a new journey in life

I am starting a new journey in life,
a journey of love and hatred,
a journey of mixed feelings,
  a sweet journey of life,
fused in the chains of caution,
fused in the chains of intuition.
On my high way I might see doves of white,
on my lone way,I may see,dreams of light.
It all bores down to a journey.

I am starting a new journey,
a new dimension,
of life in life,
of pain in caution,
for I need not a life of sorrows
I need not a life of tears.
 In this journey I an treading on,
In this meticulous journey I walking.
There is no need for serendipity
no need for demeanor,for I HEAD
I am starting a new journey in life.


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Freedom

I am a Jewish boy 
I wonder if I will ever survive 
I hear people screaming and crying 
I see skinny people with shaved 
heads 
I want to see my family 
I am a Jewish boy 
I pretend to smile 
I feel very scared 
I touch something that feels like a 
rock 
I worry if I will ever survive 
I cry when I see dead bodies 
I am a Jewish boy 
I understand someone ought to die 
I say people will survive and 
freedom will come 
I dream that I will survive this 
catastrophic event 
I try to save other people 
I hope for freedom 
I am a Jewish boy


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I still love her

Deep in her eyes I could see,
the wrath once I asked for my school fee,
scared,I run out and as I  walk past a tree,
I hear the buzz of a bee.

With the zeal of a referee,
once back she hits me with her knee,
and i shout,"You I guarantee,
I will be back!"There and then,I flee.

To get money,luggage i did carry,
slowly,my dreams I began to bury,
then one day,a man saw me and wanted to marry,
he saved and educated me as he was not in a hurry.

Years are gone and I have now flown higher than a dove,
I knock,she opens and cannot even look above,
I wipe her tears and feel us fit like a glove,
after all,she is still the mum i have  and love.


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Light

Within the darkness
There is a glittering light
Its radiant shine passes
Through anyone's mind
It shall create realization
And enlightenment
That ripples in space
Everyone has spark of light
But the sparks of all 
Are brighter than one?


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This is the Day

This is the day which the lord hath made;
We will rejoice and be glad in it.
But we rather be sad in it
We rather hate in it
Kill, Steal and Destroy
Boast about our joy
Money, Cars and Cloths
Tell us you got all the hoes
Why do are women want to be hoes
Why we dancing on poles
Men don’t you know women are a key ingredient to our souls
Women don’t you know you know your worth more than pure gold
Platinum, Crystals, and Diamonds

This is the day which the lord hath made;
We will rejoice and be glade in it.
That is the only way we are going to save our planet
We have to make our way, because we are here to stay
Hold on to what is right, believing in your rights
Love is the only weapon you need to fight
Because This is the Day where everything change
This is the Day where we are only calling on one name
This is the Day where we all get to see them fancy things
This is the Day where there are no more nightmares and only dreams
This is the Day where you will see greener pastures and blue streams
This is the Day where we all are announced kings and queens
This is the Day Heaven begins to sing


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In your memory

Thank you for the beautiful memory
you left on my mind
you are not dead
 but you are not here,

to me you are gone,
cos i cant feel you the way i used to,
everything you used to do are left untouched
the space you ocupied is empty,

our yesterday is fading away like the rainbow
so beautiful but so short,
how can i forget the endless yesterday?
when you are here with me.


in loving memory of my sister (you are not an angel but you did what an angel can do,you fly to heaven.)


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Babel


Sobre pressão do hip-hop
estou aqui para declarar
a primeira guerra  mundial
do amor
o amor que carrego dentro de mim
o amor que vossos barcos de escravatura
partilharam com os meus ancestors
chorando lágrimas de tristeza,
sobre pressão do hip-hop
faço rimas diabólicas
que atormentam vossos nossos corações
carregando dentro de mim
abuses de raiva
que nem um cão raivoso
ladrando
“Mawe Africa, yaye mother land”
pai meu que estais no céu
santificado são as suas boas obras
que seus herdeiros a destruirão
construindo a torre babilónia
a torre das desgraças tribais
shangweni kalishi shoye, mepya yankweni kutoolamo omatanga.
Ye
ongame ngu omensageiro da verdade
escrevendo
que nem um hip-hop
about the black history
my history
your story
the Negroes history
that does not have his own mind
his own country
but deep down under my soul
I have my own mind,
my own culture
and
my own country
sobre pressão do hip-hop
sacrificando a minha caneta
sangrando this sheet mother f… want me dead
ondaninga hano shike ndimone iihuna ngawo
ongame ngu omuthigwa
ndathigwa
procurando por um bem estar
e não um bem ser
sobre pressão do hip-hop
faço rimas nojentas
rebentando vossos estômagos
criando digestão
nem se quer podes dar um passo em falso
kabwalala será o seu sofrimento
enquanto estiveres a ler esta plurificação tribal
ngasakidila kabwalala
por teres dado cabo do mulungo
mal dizendo
de um brain washed
that does not believe in one love,
let it be his historical death
let him desaparecer
but before let me say one love one world one destiny
ndishi ndya ngongo let me smoke you
como se foces o cachimbo da paz
o cachimbo da plurificação
que seus consumidores a desrespeitaram,
sobre pressão do hip-hop
kwaku ni
kwaku
usukula.


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Lost

Hope is lost.

I have lost my way.

Just wanting to find my way home.

Kept thinking I knew the way,

Little did I know.....


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REPETITION Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 and Part 5

REPETITION 

Two sides to
The never ending story -
I am unable to let end -OF 
A well educated, upper class, 
POLISH PRINCESS, 
A real Beauty, 
and that of
an uneducated, low class, 
unintelligent,Canadian derelict.
 
A Frog!

Follow the journey of these two in poetry and prose.
Much of, is from the perception /perspective of the Frog.
 
The Princess has provided very little information. 
A lot of insight though. 

This journey ( if interested ) you will have to take on my blog - B. J. "A" 2-anold soul.blogspot.com - for it is far to much to include - put on this site. Thank you all, who have taken the time to read my ramblings, my insanity.


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Sometimes I Like To Pretend Things Never Came To A End

Sometimes I like to pretend, things never came to a end. But over time, our love became a crime. I didn't know what we had, would ever end so bad. But then I knew things weren't right, when we started to fight. Now I walk down memory lane all the time, the pain is worst then committing a crime. We only caused eachother pain, but we were eachothers maine. I thought things would be alright, but I cried alot that night. I don't want things to change, without you my life is strange. You said you wanted me so much it started to hurt that you couldn't wait, now im just another person you hate. When you said you didn't care, I knew the person I loved was no longer there. You aren't the same, the new you is lame. We both fell, now it's hell. You use to always be here for me, like family. But now your nowhere in sight, things aren't right. Empty is all that I can feel, I still can't believe this is real. I didn't mean to let you get away, I didn't know what to say. Am i with the right guy, or am i telling myself a lie. I was afraid to loose what we had, but to you that choice was bad.


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Save The Last Dance

I saved you the last dance,
So let's dance the night away,
And wish that the music never ever stops,

I keep hoping and praying that this music never stops,
And my feet never get tired to dance,
And your mind never thinks of walking away,

I felt your heart beat from miles away,
So gentle and in sync with mine and it never ever stops,
In your embrace i found my music so let's dance,

Tonight lest dance the night away until the music stops,


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Falcon

 As I fly,
miles high,
out across,
the deep blue sky,
I look for prey,
on the forest floor,
as I elegantly soar,
I can spot a hare,
a mile down,
and dive at 100,
to the ground,
I am the acrobat,
of the air,
and the king of the sky,
without a care.


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The Gift

Intertwine souls of a thousand lives and ignite  a new journey
a journey just for me
hold me while  I weaken in your embrace
kiss my thoughts with your words
let me feel what I long for, let me dream this is real
grasping for forever, feeling it slip away
knowing the journey has faded and lost it's way
I will stand here, I will wait
longing for the journey to save me again.


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The Romance of Arrogance and Elegance

A is for Arrogance, a proud unbending prince,
B is for Burden, his stony heart of flint.

C is for the Court, Arrogance's royal home,
D is for Dunce, a learned little gnome.

E is for Elegance, a beautiful princess,
F is for the Fabric, that built her lovely dress.

G is for the Gems, that glittered in her crown,
H is for her Hair, that shining shimmers down.

I is for Intelligence, Dunce's greatest gift,
J is for his Joking, for Dunce's wit was swift.

K is for the Keel, of Elegance's fated ship,
L is for the Lighthouse, upon the fated trip.

M is for Miscalculation, by which the ship did sink,
N is for Nonsensical, for the captain didn't think.

O is for the Oddity, by which Elegance was saved,
P is for the Panic, that dragged the sailors to their grave.

Q is for the Quality, with which the princess swam,
R is for the Rock, she grabbéd with her arm.

S is for the Soldier, who spied her lying on the shore,
T is for the Time it took, to carry her to palace door.

U is for the Union, Dunce had secretly long planned,
V is for the Violence, with which Arrogance kissed her hand.

W is for the Wedding, which Arrogance then desired,
X is for the Xeniums he gave, to keep his love from being tired.

Y is for the Yes, compassionate Elegance gave the feller,
Z is for Arrogance's saving grace; his wife, the royal young Zitella...

His heart is kinder now, people have been heard to say,
And he rarely ever frowns, even to this day...


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SILENT HUNTER

You love adventure and love to catch

a wildest being with your bare hands.

Amidst in a dangerous path

you are armored with a brave solid heart.

Chasing something you could be proud of

is an unmeasurable pride you could ever have.


Your spirit is boiling with courage

it is flaming upon your soul to take.

Born to haunt yet fated to be in the dark,

you are a silent hunter

wearing a mysterious mask...


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Karma

It's all too familiar
What I once previously put into the universe
Sent out toward another 
I now feel
Roles reverse; I wear the victims shoes
Something I did not choose
His heart had taken its toll
I fall victim to this heartache
Fustrated, my emotions run rampid
Is this what I made him feel like?
Looking back on the feelings he expressed are all to familiar to how I feel now
Im scared of these feelings that take over my body
Uncontrollably, I force myself avoiding that path
I stand at the fork in the road, curiousity arises within
My mind wanders, I must see what it is like
I attempt and nothing
The frustration builds more and more
It hurts 
How could I have made him feel this way
Karma has arisen 
What I sent out into the universe has made its way back around toward me
Karmas a bitch
He said I would one day understand
I do now
& Im sorry


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america today

do the questions we ask today 
become the answers of tomorrow
how do we go from sing and play
to overwhelming sorrow
when certainty is in question
and wisdom and knowledge depart
we live by our own suggestion
and forget our mind and hearts
we stagger through our walk
and blindly refuse to listen
to those who walked before 


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Death

Look around you
See the faces surrounding you
All with different uses and tasks to do
What if it’ll be your last view?
A bitter truth no one reviews
No matter how long we stay, the end will definitely come knocking
A time to really have all the rest you’ll ever need
Being alone with your deeds and virtue
Whether the good or evil
Alone and awaiting judgement
People singing melodious songs
They tell you what doesn't kill you makes you stronger,
Blatant lie, cause what doesn't kill you wasn't meant to kill you.
We wonder and ponder
But at the end, all they do is lauder.
Not knowing death is like thunder
Striking and leaving a donga
Leaving us in confusion
Live life as a traveller, but take only what you’ll need along the way.
Funny how when you die they start listening
A journey worth taking for those who know.
Tell me, are you not willing to go?
For more?
For all the bounties and all the grace
All the sights, smells and the tastes
Will be forgotten without a trace
As if frozen in time and space
When you see his face.
You asked for mercy, that he gave.
Death, the undisputed slave.
We come making everyone happy, then leave making them sad.
Why are we here in the first place, if this is how we gotta go?



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addiction

contentment contradicted by emotions supressed
more like medicated happiness 
an unmanagable mess
lost in deception
denial, i lied to my self
with a destorted perception
I sabatosh my health
abandon my values
turn my back on my kin
in a control battle with addiction
I delusianaly think I could win
a downward spiral of adventure
in which im killing my self
its time to surrender
its time to seek help


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Old Days

i look back on the days 
and remember the times as I cried  
see them fly away 
and think of a rhyme 
i said some bad things 
did some stupid stuff even grin at a mistake  
but i guess my apologies 
weren't enough to hold onto  



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He closed the door and I made a new way

The world where I belonged to,
I closed my eyes.
I planned a journey to His place,
a decision wise.
A road I travelled,
with my virtues and goodwill.
Acceptance to the new world,
and a struggle to uphill.
This is not where I belong to,
still I made my way to His vicinity.
Neither a word of silence even,
Nor a sign of life in that 'hassle city' .
I sweat, I lose my breath,
I hardly have any strength left.
I never complain, I never cry,
And I still don't feel like being bereft.
At last, my real journey commenced,
And I found a sign board saying "HEAVEN"
But the Witty Master up there had other plans,
My soul smiled at Him as He said "It's not that easy one."
He glanced at me and closed the door,
since He had nothing much left to say.
Grew up praising Him in the other world as I was,
I remembered His lessons, and made a new way !!


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The Past Is Ash

The past is ash, you gotta rise like the phoenix, don’t like it call your mama and ask for a Kleenex. The time is long past due to stop thinkin’ and start doin’, start rootin’ for the man inside and stop all the internal booin’. You sound like everybody else with a story, braggin’ about past glory. What about today? Tomorrow will be today again, are you gonna be your worst enemy or be your best friend? Nobody believes you, you don’t even believe yourself, you need to take that bull*****and put in on the shelf. You can only judge and fix yourself, work on that person, no one else. You need to man up and fill your cup with the nectar that life has to offer. You want to win and be stronger, not lose and be softer. You want the fruit of your labor, to love yourself and your neighbor, to love the fan and the hater, to love what you got cuz you got it and you took it and made it cuz there was no tomorrow or later, only back then, back when, back in the day suffering every which way with your back against the wall that you made with your sorrow and your rage. Do what you do and stop being blue, you need a new blueprint printed out and co-signed by the future you, your future self, the architect and the tenant. You know what you got? A new start and a new shot. A chance to stop being a robot. A new lease on life with no lease payments and at the very least, no leash to stop you from running free in a new lot. Now it’s just you, yourself and the pie in the sky. Become the apple of your own eye, the catcher of your own rye, the ink in your own dye, the voice that will question your feelings inside and shine brightly upon all the lies in your mind. Create your future fate before time flies by and history says it’s too late, these words are your bond and your mind is a clean slate. Carve them out and breathe in each letter, fake it till you’re feeling better. Those who wronged you don’t exist, they are not your enemy, burn that list, of people you think owe you something...no one does, except one person, the hardest to find, and while you’ve been dying and losing your mind, and stressing and flexing on struggle and strife, he was right there in the mirror the whole damn time.


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Joy and Perseverence

Are you familiar with the quote “Sometimes joy can be the source of your smile, and 
sometimes your smile is the source of your joy”?

I am blessed with an infinitely optimistic, euphoric inner joy, that I hope glows and 
sheds its’ brilliant rays of warmth to others … 
I believe it will…joy is contagious, and its’ glow comfortably infectious.

Do you ever have those days when you feel utterly and completely alone?
Those days when you expect the phone to ring, yet it remains silent?
You know you are loved, but you have an overwhelming desire for those feelings to 
be justified.
You yearn for the affirmation that all you feel, all you believe in, is indeed real.

Yet, this confirmation remains invisible… this is when you must shine!
You must believe that the best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be 
seen or touched; they must be felt with the heart.

I look but I cannot see…
Just because I cannot see the top of the staircase, does this mean I should avoid 
taking the first step?
I know not where my path will take me, but it is a journey I must make… I will tread 
carefully around those that attempt to discourage, those that pessimistically 
threaten what defines me, while I look upon them with empathy… for their journey 
will forever be more difficult than my own.

I walk with empty pockets, but with a warm, sensitive heart that fulfills my utmost 
desires… because I know that, with this heart, I will be wealthy beyond belief… 
money is only temporary, my heart will continue to provide because I know I cannot 
buy inspiration, courage, compassion, and I know that giving of possessions is 
hollow, it is when I give of myself that defines my character, and carries 
consequential substance.

So how will you remember me if our paths cross on separate journeys?
You will not need to consciously recollect, hopefully you will feel the fingerprints that 
remain because you allowed me to touch your heart.
If you will do this for me, you will become part of the air I breathe; you will become 
part of the fuel that drives me… the lives and hearts I’ve touched will provide, and 
become the foundation of my perseverance.

For this… I thank you.

~Dave Blount
Dec 30th 2010



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The Journey

Life is a journey
In this journey, there are many roads 
Sometimes, some roads all lead in all directions,
All roads, sometimes, lead through one to another 

Sometimes, the roads lead to unexpected ends
The expectation, sometimes, ends with a road 

The journey, will be first, last
You journey only once
May travel with kins,
Wander with strangers

Will know not, in advance,
what to take, for you will know not,
what to expect on the journey, 
for the journey will be virgin, 
the roads unfamiliar

You will discover them, 
on the trails, 
that you may follow 

On this journey,
you must levitate or gravitate 

Levitate, you will arrive at your destination
Gravitate, you may never reach your destination


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My Life in 51 Lines

My Life in 51 Lines

My life, what sets me apart?
What makes me different?
My choices, good or bad
The things I do and decisions I made are what make me, me
I lived to fit in. I blended in with the world which I was raised in
I chased after what people told me would make me happy
I had my own selfish ambitions
I wanted to make it big. I wanted to be known by all
That’s what they told me would make me happy
But that life never satisfied
No matter how many girls I was with
No matter how much money I had
No matter how popular I was
No matter how good at sports I was
It was never enough. I was never truly satisfied
It was like I was trying to quench my thirst by eating salt. 
It only made me more thirsty
I thought I was chasing after what I wanted
But contentment and happiness kept on eluding me
It was just out of my grasp
If only I could have “that” I would be happy
But I didn’t know what “that” was
I thought it was my fault, I wasn’t doing enough
That’s why I wasn’t happy
That did nothing but send me to a pit of self-consciousness and lack of self worth
I based my identity on what I did, but it was never enough. It never satisfied
But in stepped Jesus and just at the right time
His love never fails, it never gives up, it never runs out on me
These words stuck. It made me wonder
A light bulb moment happened and it all made sense
Jesus was no longer just the answer to my hermeneutics test
He was my personal Lord and Savior, our relationship began
I was shown that my own deeds will never satisfy me or save me
This was hard to grasp, it was all I ever had known
But Jesus showed me to trust in his grace alone
That’s all I had to do
My identity is now found in Christ
Sounds cliché, but I was born again
My old life is now just a memory
Do I regret what I did? No. I’m able to learn from what I did and see how I was wrong
I trusted in myself, but I needed a stronger power source, and that’s what I got in Christ
Now I live for Him, to bring glory to Him, not me
Who am I to seek pride?
I am but a mist that appears and fades
I’m a second in the motion picture of God
I am temporary, but my God is forever
He remains strong even when I am gone
My future? I don’t know what it holds
All I know is that I will serve Him, not me
My old self is no more, I’ve been made brand new
Now I’m going to do what my God made me to do


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Lot 47,Eagle Canyon

By Robielynn Collins 

 What a gorgous morning, 
I'll have to say, 
a wonderful start, 
to a beautiful day, 
with the sky so blue, 
and the glistening snow, 
with it's shades of hue, 
it may be only 20 degrees, 
but the spectacular view, 
will surely please, 
with the thundering rockies, 
and enormous pines, 
and the wild animals, 
of every kind, 
Craig, Montana, 
can steal your heart, 
you'll realize it, 
from the very start.. 


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Creation Conceals within Conclusion

Creation Conceals within Conclusion
Returning home, alas, long forgotten
Alone no more, an entwined surprise
The essence of one, unseen, a Delusion
The presence of self, unknown, begotten
Together no less, an unwounded lies


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JOURNEY TO BATTLE

JOURNEY TO BATTLE		
We fight to win
Not to die
Why then
Is there victory in death?
Choices in battlefield
Come only duo;
Either every thing is check
Or everybody turns wreck.
This ‘the heck
Along dragged by the bloodshed of freedom.
On my journey to battle
I stare yonder on a warship deck,
Recalling the beautiful ‘morn’
When she gave her last peck
Embraced my cheek with the last warm breath,
And the look emaciated by those teary emerald eyes
Perhaps forever
Or till end of battle.
Her teardrops made me remember
He who loved by words once said;
“Parting is such sweet sorrow
Leaving one so hollow”
But then Y.O.L.O*
Tomorrow might bring a happy reunion,
An end to battle.
Perhaps victory in death there is after all.
I don’t know.

*you only live once.


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Features Of a Mother

A mother's love is like God's 
love sent from the heavens 
up above                                
A mother's touch let's us 
know that we can overcome 
so much                                  
A mother's hug is like a heat 
blanket that keeps us warm 
on a cold winter day               
A mother's kiss is a kiss that 
will get us through our darkest 
nights                        A 
mother's eyes is from all the 
tears shes shed worrying 
about the path her child's 
heading down                         
All the restless nights 
worrying about her child's 
safely journey home              
A mother's hands is from the 
times she made sure we had 
clothes on our backs and  
food to eat                             
A mother's knees is for the 
times she went upon her 
knees and prayed for our well 
being                               A 
mother's feet is the journey 
she took to get us where 
we're at                                  
Without your prayers we 
would not be here today         
Without your strenght and 
your encouraging words         
We wouldn't have made it 
through this thing called LIFE  



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LIFE WITH GOD

 GOD knew me when I was in my mother's womb
 HE framed me in the inner dark room
 When I was out, family was with smiley Shouts
 How fragile my life was with love and care
 But life with GOD was just not there.
 Gradually grown with parents help 
 They did all to make my wealth
 Their Cares gave me loads of health
 Still can't find my LORD to dwell
 
 Once got the BIBLE in hand 
 Journey started to read and scan 
 Took time to understand
 But when SPIRIT helped me only then I can
 Life with GOD was beautifully seen
 How lovely was my steps and scenes
 Changed my life with pros and cons
 And journey with LORD was full of songs
 
 Life with GOD filled me with LOVE
 Transformed me inn and the seeds were grown
 Frictions headed in my life though
 To sparkle my life like a Diamonds Glow
 Yes pains were there but JESUS beside
 Journey with GOD was HOLY and Right

 Life with GOD is Full of Peace
 When family asked me where have I been
 My answer to them was sweet and clean
 Life with GOD is now Full of Roses
 My Message to ALL is FOLLOW JESUS ! :)))


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Highland

Every night in my thoughts i stray
High on a place
Far far away from any trace
And down i look from this place
To see me sleeping at the base

Far i travel in this way
Soon i see no earth no moon
Just a silvery string with me to say
'Come home' while the night is still not day

Far i travel in this way
And then i reach a luminous way
Chrysanthemums so big to blow me away
Strewn all over to welcome me anyway

Then i reach a garden so lush
Red, green, yellow,orange
And other shades never
Seen through the brush

Water that glows with purple and blue
Trees with flowers no leaves to see
Birds so pretty why would ever
Anyone want to leave

To come was neither a choice
Nor was it my choice to leave
But just to wait another day
When day turns night to let me stray


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Searching

You say I AM that person you've been searching for,
Your life partner I'd love to be.
But how? When I dont know who I am,
what I'm doin or what I want from thee.
I am but a woman, lost and confused,
In a haze, life remains, and i dont know what to do.
Bit of a culture shock... the move,
I dont know how long we're here for, do you?
From small towns to hillbilly hell, to a place in Cali, do I like it? too soon to tell.
I dont know what happened, I used to know,
Who I was, who I wanted to be, what I want, and where I wanted to go.
Am I just still in a shock from life?
being sheltered from so young to even now.
If I dont know anything how could I be a good wife and partner,... or one at all.
When that time comes I want it to last,
Not end up divorced like the rest.
You say I AM that person you've been searching for,
I know I am, I just want you to be sure.
100% No doubt, I love you always more and more.


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The dream

                              The ‘DREAM’
Like each year I had summer holidays
Holidays which were for forty days
I decided to visit a place called ‘towered’
And set on a journey and wondered 
Of what the place would be like
For I had never been on a journey alike.

At last I reached the town of towers
Which appeared to be full of flowers
I went to a man who was the ma’or
And he showed me the towers-square
They were tall which reminded me of Fairy Tales
Of great giants, fairies and horses with tails.

The twittering birds hovered around them
All in delightful colors like rainbow
It seemed they were talking to the sky
In the conversation joined the fly
When all at once I heard a sound
And I was tumbling in my bed, round

Then I realized that it was a dream
And I heard a loud scream
It was my mother shouting
Letting my heart pounding
I got up and looked out of the window
All I saw was the meadow….


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Wolf Brother

 As we stalk the forest,
in search of food,
are means of hunting,
can be very crude,
we work together,
as a team,
sometimes we even,
cross a stream,
on the trail,
of a mighty mule deer,
getting caught,
is our worst fear,
for once we had,
a hefty bounty,
in every north western county,
are packs we once,
so strong and tough, 
but our survival rate,
is getting rough.