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I Am Sun



I am Sun Shining on the Earth Bringing Light and Warmth To All Spreading Joy and Mirth

Copyright © john beharry | Year Posted 2013

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Happiness - A Short Story

I liken happiness as I would 
to my best friend and soul mate.  
When she leaves my life, 
she announces her departure loud & clear.
There is no mistake; she has gone away.   

But when she re-enters my life, she's silent.  
Like a game of Guess Who?, she sneaks up 
behind me & taps me on the shoulder.  
I always turn around in total surprise 
and amazement; then embrace her too tight.   
I don't care where she has been, 
I'm just content she's returned to me.

Copyright © Karen Dominick | Year Posted 2010

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Beautiful Inside and Out

Hello world here I am this is how it is going to go you accept me for who I am or you are not.

I am a child of God and I know for a fact that he made me in his own special way.

So sick and tired of people saying what is beautiful and what is not.

I am like a rose so delicate, soft and beautiful I shine like the sun with that special glow.

So sick and tired of the magazines saying that I have to be a size in order to be accepted.

I have to look like a movie star I have to have big breasts, a flat stomach and a big butt.

In order to be called beautiful I am a goddess anyhow I am a queen who shines with the stars who glows with the moon and who is beaming like the sun.

I am who I am and I refuse to change for anyone they are going to have to accept me for who I am or they are going to have to keep it moving.

I love who I am in this skin I am in this skin I shine in this skin I glow in this skin I am a child if God.

Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2012

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My Beautiful You - A Poem for Valentine's Day

Like the fragrance of honeysuckle clinging to the vine,
Like sea spirit salt rides the inshore breeze,
Like the sun dappled fields of summer, please...
Be mine... my beautiful you... be mine.

Like the flowers I bring you every so often,
Like the ones I should bring you every day,
Be wild and pure and wait there for me,
To see and to take you, my beautiful you.

Like the curves of your body, bending
Behind the glisten of the glass shower stall,
Like sweet nicknames floating down the hall...
Be my mystery ever unfolding, my beautiful you.

All the holidays, like yesterday, I still remember, 
Wrapped up with you around the tree…
Leaves falling round us in a crisp September,
As we walk through our seasons, you and me.

And now the twilight's chimney smoke calls us,
Back to the hearth and home we've made,
With little ones who look like you and me,
Our love's perfect union, our soul's sweet serenade.

Through all the days of our days, I'll need you,
So be the breath I cannot live without, 
The April morning's rain - mist for my midsummer's drought…
All the holiday's I remember...
Leaves falling round us in a crisp September.

The fragrance of you floating through the hall,
Into my soul's senses, please, be all...
Worth recalling, worth living and dying for...
My beautiful you, my beautiful you...

Be Mine.


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Copyright © Kenneth Kirkpatrick | Year Posted 2014

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A STAR IS BORN

The sky is blue with music beats
The stars are smiling in the east
The moon is tangoing with me
And the trees are waving their leaves

The lilies are swaying in the wind
The birds are flapping their wings
The sun is standing still 
For the birth of a unique Prince

The duck is cooing a coo
The drum is booming with boom
The bell is jingling melody tunes
For the dancing shoe in jolly mood

Every teeth is stable, dappled with babble
To dandle and staple the victuals rounding the table
No squabbles to dabble or dangle
This fable is not a parable to scrabble

The world is now at ease
In my mother’s little arm with peace,
That is crooning a lullaby
For her newborn baby

Now that a diamond is in the sky
My mother is no longer shy
She could join the laughter of the night
For the birth of a new life

I’m a newborn baby today
Starting life afresh, again
The smiles on a baby’s face anyway
Is an anthem, enough for a happy birthday.
     	                                        HURRAY!

Copyright © Prince Agba | Year Posted 2012

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What It Is To Be Free

Not many see,
 What it is to be free.
What it is to amount,
 To make every day count.
Everything has a story,
 Though the place your at you say is boring.
There's more behind this rundown town.
 From the highest mountian,
To the streets unfound.
 Where children once played, 
And by their side their parents stayed.
 Where the sky may not shine as bright,
But to every darkness there's light.
 Where the creature's of the world find home,
While your complaining that the air's too cold.
 When you're strong, it shows,
Planing each day as it goes.
 Smiling and helping whoever you can,
Instead of moping about how much you hate this land.
 You can't change the way the trees sway,
You can't change what's already gone away.
 But the beauty of the world can take you in,
Make you see beauty like you should have when your life began.
 When you start to appreciate the little things,
Like the crickets chirping,
 And the songs birds sing.
You'll find all you needed has been there all along,
 Only then you'll see where happiness comes from.
If to see is to believe,
 Then there's belief all around.
From the starry night sky,
 To the flowers on the ground.
So many find pleasure in all the wrong things,
 Humanity has overcome,
Yet still falls apart at the seams. 
 We're so focused in on money and gold,
Before we know it our life has no meaning,
 Our skin becomes cold. 
It's never too late,
 And you're never too near or far.
To make the best of things,
 And be happy where you are.

 

Copyright © Hannah Croy | Year Posted 2013

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Fall

Oversized sweaters
Perfect for this weather
Leaves falling from trees
Hair waving in the breeze
Cheering at football games
Bonfires with there dancing flames
Stepping on the frozen, cold, hard ground
The wind is the only sound
Stepping inside after being in the cold
Eating fall’s harvest can never get old
So much rain
It's just hard to explain
My love for fall

Copyright © madeline peck | Year Posted 2012

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DESTINY AND DETERMINATION

I AM ON A NEW HORIZON A NEW JOURNEY SOMETHING THAT I HAVE BEEN DESTINED TO DO. 

THIS NEW CHAPTER IS SWEETER THAN A SUGAR CANE DEEPER THAN ANY OCEAN ACROSS THE EARTH.

I AM ON A MISSION TO BE ALL THAT IS IN ME I SEE THE MOON FLOATING EAST OF ME.

I SEE THE SUN GLOWING IN THE NORTH AND THE STARS GAZING IN THE WEST.

I AM SHINI

Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2012

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JUXTAPOSED

~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2012

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Said the door

Said the door!


The door SAID,
"I am tired.
Every day I get slammed in.
What am I just a piece of wood or metal?
Have I no feelings?
God forbids one of you gets angry,
you'll slam me so hard I fall off my hinges!
Then comes the thieves,
they kick me in!
What a set of rascals!
Most of all I hate those police squads,
they come with these big ugly pile driving things
that send me to smithereens.
Now the only people I will give permission to knock me in are fire fighters.
Them guys are always trying to help someone.
Why can you all be like them,
Help someone.
Matters not it's a bum, 
someone next door who need a ride to the grocery store,
whoever, 
whatever it is, 
don't think twice just do it."
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Copyright © A. Juman | Year Posted 2015

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Happiness

One tries to define something,
which can be only expressed,
in smiles as well as tears,
and cannot be totally suppressed.

One cracks a joke, 
making everyone smile,
is it also happiness?
or joy worth a while. 

Someone makes a mistake,
a fault that spills cackles, 
or is it ill manners for us,
to help them with problems to tackle.

A selfless service to others,
arises a truthful feel,
or is it just satisfaction,
against one's lies to be healed. 

To meet an idol worshipped,
over a long period of time,
or is it just the madness,
that special moment confides.

One's love blossoms,
through ups&downs together, 
emotions starts to flow,
is it happiness or even much better.

When life flashes through one's eyes,
major events pass on finger tips,
is that really happiness of a lifetime,
or the result that hard work trips.

Copyright © Suraj Grover | Year Posted 2016

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Loves Destination




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     A Unique
        - And -
   Secure
Gravitational Pull
     Upon...
The Earth's surface
     And to all
        Of it's
Inhabitants'
With redeeming life
        Flowing....
     With.....a
Cause for freedom
To set Thee free....


             Poet Author
             Gary Fields


copyright Apr2012
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Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2012

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Law Of Reciprocity




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Do You find your-self
    With-out a ladder
And just don't know
      What to do?
      ------
Try the "Law Of Reciprocity" 
Fore only good thing's come
          Back to You!
      ------
Plant your-self a Seed
And then You shall
        Have a Tree...
      ------
Just give it a little time
And soon you will have three...
     ------
Then You shall be able 
        To climb...
For the very first time...

             Poet Author
             Gary Fields

Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2012

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All I Ever Want

I have this image
of Him and me
in a pasture.

It is bordered on one side by a wall of stones,
dug up from the soil by generations of worriers
before me.

Behind us is a narrow dirt road,
protected by Sugar Maples flaming
in their orange clothes.

Some birches are standing close by.
They say things I do not understand
but find pleasant.
And so when they do speak,
I take notice, as if I did know.

The sun reaches inside
me and heals every rawness, all pain.

We sit there,
He and I.
Our arms are about each others shoulders
like two boys
who’ve not yet let the world
fill them with shame.

We gaze across fields
destined to die.
But, for now, they smell
sweet from dewy hay that has been cut and rolled,
waiting for the barn.

Silence is our dialogue.
No thinking,
just being.

Some hawks in the sky seem drunk
from the bounty of this last warm day.
They take daredevil plunges toward earth
and shriek
as they play.

Ghosts who scare themselves once told me
that this love is won only
from suffering
and charity,
worse,
fear.

But this is a myth;
it is not His way.
All I need to do
is rest
in Him
and He
in me.

This is simply enough
for Him,

and all I ever want.

Copyright © don munro | Year Posted 2012

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Pessimistic Love

Love is
the morning dew...
lurking, looming
effervescent
enigmatic
...burned
...gone

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2011

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What Right Has She Got to Be Happy

By John Weaver

‘What right has she got to be happy?’ said a friend to me one day,
With people at war and wanting and suffering in every way.

What right has she got to be happy with taxes as high as the sky,
And with the cost of living still rising, why is she so happy, why?

What right has she got to be happy when the weather’s so miserably bleak,
When the sun shines for a day and then goes away and it’s wet for the rest of the week?

What right has she got be happy when she can’t walk or talk or see,
Why is she smiling so brightly, it’s truly a mystery to me?

‘What right have you got to be moaning;’ came my eventual reply.
You should be glad to be fit and able and grateful, not to decry

What right have you got to be moaning, just look at her and you’ll see
That the only reason she’s happy is – she’s simply decided to be.





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Copyright © John Weaver | Year Posted 2014

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PEZ DiSpenser

Being used.
Take everything out of me, 
& on the days i’m not wanted, 
I am left emptied 
all of the way out.

A pleasant ‘medicine’ to show others just how good I make you feel, & how good I taste.
I’d be lying to say that hearing those words doesn’t make me spring right back up even in a setting as disintegrating as this. 
I’m still here, ready to break off a piece of plastic from my narrow body for you.
It is you after all. I’d do it if I had too.

But, you confuse me.

You keep my head lifted & it keeps you entertained. 
I like it, kind of. It’s like we’re getting to know each other’s touch, and see similar smiles to those of when we first met. 
This makes it easier not to think too much about how I’m handled.
But
You’ve never treated me this way. 
I’ve gotten my big head stuck before by trying to fill myself up with much more than you needed, 
but this feeling of loneliness by you is unfamiliar. 
I love you, I say. I love you, I show.
You love me, you say. You love me, I believe.

I hate the feeling of feeling cheap. You told me that I was especially manufactured for someone of your taste, & I believe every word of that.

Stop pressing my head down into my stomach, please.
I’m starting to get sick of not seeing everything that kept me full of your every desire to see me smile.
I could never be naive enough to say that I can fulfill who you are, 
because I have a purpose that involves much more than 
going up and down, emptying my insides with temporary dissolving gestures.
But I know I can share with you 
the essence of being the someone who treats you as good as the planets you can’t see. 
So align me inside the atmosphere of your care, & I’ll pick you up before you can say, “deSpenser”

Copyright © Spenser Jones | Year Posted 2012

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a conversation with the weather

oh, mr. sunshine, how you do glow
on sunny days which your rays do sew
and oh, mr. sunshine, how i miss you so
on those gloomy days when you decide to go.

oh, mr. cloud, how you do impede
that mr. sunshine who is kind indeed
and block those shining rays we all need,
big, wet teardrops fall from your own guilty greed.

so cry, mr. cloud, cry your eyes out
cry me a river and wipe out this drought
for once you are done with this maddened bout
mr. sunshine, with golden rays, can again walk about.

oh, mr. sunshine, keep your head high
happiness is abundant when you are nigh
for even mr. cloud, who heaves a sorrow sigh
warms his fluffed limbs in your blue-crystalline sky.

Copyright © Stephenie Smith | Year Posted 2008

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A Eulogy To Poetry-Soup

I extol your virtues.

I lean back,exulting at 
your innovation and 
achievements.
A dream come true-I 
salute you.
   I salute your inventive
Mind.
   Paragon of excellence.
  An out-let for display of 
emotions and feelings in 
tangible form.
   Limitless quiver 
housing the enlightened
expanding arrows.
   Your ship of knowledge 
ferry talents from 
obscurity to lime-light.
Giving preference to no 
race or gender.
   I salute you sunlight of 
poets.
  A safe haven for 
wandering minds-
bringing imaginations to 
reality.
  Kudos! I pray:
  The spread of night 
shall not over-shadow.

Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013

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Life All At Once

Too young to remember , remembering is all I can do , stories told , may different , not never knowing the truth , a scar for life , not knowing the story behind it all , feeling like a leap and a frog , alone always and forever , standing strong on my own tow feet with no support , about this time I still have tears in my eyes, hurting and weeping from all the pain thats inside, feeling abandoned at a young age, my heart filled with hurt and emotion , like a boat on a ocean , screams and fights , something that I didn't like , it never excites me , it just makes me wanna go far way , running way all the time was getting old and leaving me out in the cold with no place to go , house to house , different rules , different place , different race and different pace. Ive been through hell and back again. 7:00 , lying on the floor , stomach growling , tears falling , left alone , hurting inside , just about to cry , flooding my face , with a salty taste , forgetting my race , forgetting my struggles , going blank with no trace , comes to comfort me , I pull away , with a lot of force , not wanting to be loved by someone who hurts me the most , running away thinking its a better place more hurt occurs , not giving no one a chance , to dance in my present , but finally I give in to something special to me , he who sees the best in me , he who takes me for myself , he who loves me more than ill ever know, he that stunts but deep down he's feelings truly shows , he that I love with all my heart , he that I don't want to leave , he is something like my everything , he is so much like me , he you wouldn't understand , he is my man , I could keep going on and on forever but Ill just end it here this time....

Copyright © April Mae | Year Posted 2012

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SWEET HEALING

I HEARD SOMETHING FROM INSIDE MY SOUL.

SOMETHING THAT SPEAKS SWEETLY TO ME.

MY WOUNDS ARE HEALING AND MY HEART IS BEING REPAIRED.

GOD ALLOWED ME TO WAKE UP TO HIS BEAUTIFUL PRESENCE.

THE TEARS ARE BEING DRIED UP MY SOUL IS WRAPPED IN HIS WARMNESS.

I CAN FEEL HIM COVERING MY FLESH HE WHISPERS TO ME.

THAT HE LOVES ME THAT HE IS BY MY SIDE I WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITHOUT HIM.

I HAVE A SWEET HEALING THAT IS FLOWING MY WAY.

WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE THAT FEELING THAT I HAVE ON THE INSIDE OF ME.

THE ROSES ARE SMELLING SWEET ON THIS SIDE AND THE GRASS IS DEFINITELY GREENER.

I AM IN THAT SECRET PLACE WHERE I CAN FIND PEACE AND A FORGIVING HEART.

SOMETHING THAT CAN NEVER BE EXPLAINED FOR HE IS SHINING HIS LIGHT ON ME.

A REFRESHING GLOW OF HIS PRESENCE COMFORTS ME.

Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2014

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JOY AND PEACE

THE SUN IS SHINING IN MY HORIZON AND MY HEART IS GLOWING.

THE LOVE FROM GOD ALMIGHTY IS OVERFLOWING.

FOR HE HAS BEEN HERE SINCE THE BEGINNING HIS LIGHT SHINES ON ME.

WHEN I WAS IMPRISONED BY SIN HE SET ME FREE.

I AM ON A CLOUD TO SALVATION AND GROWING IN PROSPERITY.

MY HARVEST IS GROWING IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION.

I AM SITTING IN HEAVEN'S REFLECTION HOW BEAUTIFUL IT IS TO ME SO PEACEFUL.

A DELIGHT TO MY EYES SO FULL OF BEAUTY AND SUPRISE.

THE ANGELS ARE LIFTING UP TO THE MASTER FEET.

WHERE JOY AND LOVE DO MEET.

THERE ARE SINGING A MELODY THAT IS SO SWEET AND COMFORTING TO THE SOUL.

NO ONE CAN MATCH WHAT THEY DO.

FOR I KNOW THAT I AM A CHILD OF GOD AND HE IS MY FATHER.

FOR HE IS LIKE NO OTHER HE IS ONE OF A KIND.

FOR I AM HIS AND HE IS MINE.

HE IS THE GLUE THAT KEEPS ME TOGETHER HE IS THE ROCK THE MAKES ME STRONG.

HIS AROMA IS SWEET TO MY NOSE HIS PRESENCE IS KNOWN TO ME.

FOR HE IS MY ALL IN ALL HE IS THE ONE WHO MAKES ME WHOLE.

HE IS THE ONE WHO COMFORTS MY SOUL

HE LOVES ME AND I LOVE HIM FOR THAT WILL NEVER CHANGE.

Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2012

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Rough Cuts

Peel back my skin & you will find bone. 
Bone so white that it drarwfs the paper I scribble on now. 
Just like your my bone. 
Just like his bone. 
Just like the bones of all of those who are black, yellow, red, purple & polka dotted, 
my bones are nothing more than branches rooted deep in an idea. 
An idea of a man filled with ideas. 
Ideas which are seeds, seeds that when planted, grow when watered by heavenly droplets. 
And when the rain falls, it will wash the dirt into the gutters & we will pretend that it was never even there. 
Just like the innocent bloodshed of invisible African children. 
Bloodshed in the name of love? 
Heh, no. 
Bloodshed because men try too hard to be gods forgetting that when everyone at their feet are dead, 
the only praises left will be of the voices left remaining inside of their own heads. 
And yet we will do nothing about it, because far too many of us only believe life. 
But in order to believe life 
you must first live. 
And living only exist on a dying man's bucket list. 
So go ahead, jump out of airplanes in the name of your mother's fathers. 
Look at your girlfriend guys. 
Let her for once keep her clothes on. 
Remember that she is somebody's daughter. 
Tell that man or woman how you really feel. 
Hold the door for someone you don't even know. 
Tell somebody a secret that will let their heart grow; 
Grow so large that it burst from them as a shout of joy! 
And them let them catch fire and call it the spirit. 
What spirit you ask? I know mine. 
Not dad, but Father. 
And my heart and mind when with You, even if your spirit aint mine, that alone I find is true love. 
So go ahead. If you're a brother 
be my brother. If you're a sister be my sister. 
Cause what the world needs now is lots of smiling faces, 
Open arms, 
Very giving people 
And every single one of us putting together the pieces of the puzzle called peace. 
So peace my brothers. 
Peace my sisters. 
Tonight, let these rough cuts 
make us into love wishers. 

Copyright © Spenser Jones | Year Posted 2012

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Lets play my friend

     

Let's Play again to day
I reather stay and watch the gifts today
But you did that  yesterday and im bored
thats my job and give someone something to talk about
How boring  but your so Sparkly 
Please dont play with my jewrly  before you make another one  crash to the floor
Again...
But their so shiney and they roll sometimes Lets bowl
No lets dont  and stop biting my arms and hands
your so fun  Can big back 
You mean climb my back to sit on my head 
Yes....
you just want to play with my hat
Maybe
I guess thats fine until everyone gets back just dont chew
i can be quuen  her with you
Keep dreaming you just like me because im here eveyday  until the cold go's away
Aw
I wonder how you  act when im not here
No Change 
Except no one can hear me
But me
Good for me
and me
Hey cat than
Hey cat thanks for playing with me
No one should feel lonely  on christmas exsapaically a tree

Copyright © Angelina Denualt | Year Posted 2015

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Joy

She sat and played a tinkling tune
Upon the keys of white
So cheery that it filled the room
With sunny rays of light

Without the sky was dark and grey
And cheerful as a tomb
The rain began to reach the ground
Thus deepening the gloom

But here the light is just as bright
As ever summer day
No low'ring cloud can enter here
When Joy begins to play

At times she leaves for days on end
Because I am a pill
But when I call her back, she comes
She's glad to see me still

When I'm in prayer, she always seems
Far closer than before
And when I walk the road to church
She meets me at the door

And now I've saved the best for last
The greatest till the end
The Lord has given me His Word
That joy might be my friend!

Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2012

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Ways And Means Of Living




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      ' Trusting In Jesus '

     One must walk
Straight pass the Den
        Of Inequality...
And into the Room of
         Solitude...
Where His Blessing
Are to be bestowed
          Upon us...


              GF

Copyright © Gary Fields | Year Posted 2012

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The Look of Love

Eyes so bright with a light that shines, 
You brought this to me.
Lost time the two that be!
Eyes of light with the look of love in sight!
Eyes that glare with a gleam that shows,
You revealed this to me.
Things to know the two that be!
Eyes that dream with the look of love or so it seemed,
Eyes with tears a promised pain,
You gave this to me.
A list that I retain the two that be!
You are the eyes that clear the look of loves hidden fears.
Eyes with mystery shine in you,
You lay this before me.
So much I do the two that be!
Eyes with dignity the look of love in all of its reality! 
Eyes with deepness a reflection of you,
You presented this to me.
A lie in my truth the two that be!
Eyes with achievement the look of love in all of its completeness!
Eyes of you in a vision of me,
Forever you and me until I die the two that be,
For you’re the eyes that already knew the look of love with its promise renewed!


© COPYRIGHT:   1997   ANN RICH   

Copyright © Ann Rich | Year Posted 2010

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A FIRE FOR LIFE

THERE IS SOMETHING THAT HAS COME OVER ME LIKE A RAY OF LIGHT HAS OVERSHADOWED MY SOUL.

WHO WOULD HAVE TOLD ME THAT THE STORM WOULD PASS OVER ME WITH ALL THAT HAS COME AND GONE.

I AM CLEANSED WITH GOD'S LOVE ALL AROUND ME AND NOTHING LESS THAN THAT.

I HAVE PASSION BURNING IN ME LIKE A FIREPLACE ON A COLD WINTER'S NIGHT WITH A WARM BLANKET WRAPING ME SO TIGHT.

THIS LIFE THAT I LIVE IS NOT MY OWN AND I AM ON A MISSION TO BE ALL THAT  CAN BE NO MATTER WHAT.

WATCHING PEOPLE WASTE THEIR OWN LIVES IS SOMETHING THAT I DO NOT WANT TO SEE.

FOR LIFE IS PRECIOUS AND NOT TO BE TAKEN FOR GRANTED JOY HAS JUMPED INTO MY SPIRIT AND COME OVER TO MY HORIZON.

HAPPINESS HAS BURST OUT ME JUST SO I CAN TELL THE WORLD.

I AM FLOATING ON MY OWN CLOUD.

Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2012

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I CAN SEE

I can see love smiling in this house
I can smell the beauty and devotion
I can sense happiness everywhere
I can feel the hand of trust holding them together.

Copyright © WOLE FRANCIS | Year Posted 2011

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here 4eva

When all hope is lost

when the birds have stoped

signing their sweet melody,

and the flowers lost their sweet scent,

when the grass started withering,

u were there for me.



u defied the odds and stood tall when i was down.

u were able to reach down on me

u reached my hand and pulled me up.

u believed in me even when i didnt believe.

u made me your hero.

and for that i regard as the best gift in my life.



i will rise again and be the hero in me that you have always seen.

i will stand by you forever.

naw i am a believer,
 all because of you.

and when i look over my shoulder,

i see the dark past that was my life.

and the thought of you brings light to all of it.

now i can walk with my head held high

because i kno wat m made of

and what i have to do.



i know i have to build you and i

a little heaven on earth

where we will live a happy life that all of us always dreamt of.

we came from humble beginings

and today we stood as legends in the name of love.

we wrote the story of our love in sand

hoping that the wind will not wipe away.

but we dont know of the happenings of tomorrow,

so lets rejoice today,

wat our love has created and brought upon us.



u have not deserted me,

In my darkest hour,

i will also be here with you forever,

for i know u do not want me to go anywhere.

you showed me how it is to love,

i will return the love you gave me

and will remain true to you as u have been true to me.

you are every reason, every hope and every dream i ever had,

and no matter what happens to us in the future,

every day we are together

is the greatest day of my life.



m going nowhere.

unless you push me.

but i will move with greater resistance.

for i do not want to go anywhere,

here is where i want to spend the rest of my days,

i have became happier each day since u came into my life.

and i want to share the happyness with you.

if you will let me stay and enjoy the happyness with you.

there will be obstacles in the journey,

but i think both of us will tacle the obstacle together and overcome.



u always had faith in me,

i also have faith in you, and will forever have that faith,

i plead with you to never loose the faith in me,

even through my downfalls.

m here with you and for you

M here 4eva.

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