Prison Boyfriend Poems | Prison Poems About Boyfriend
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Dusk lingers over the broken hill
Night creeps slowly beneath gloomy skies
Tired souls scramble to their weary beds
While I kneel down on the old dusty carpet and pray.
My spirit groans but I could not utter a single word
Overshadowed by an unusual burden
I forced out a few words and hum a spiritual tune.
The night spread quickly over my bed
And I drifted in a deep slumber instead.
I found myself waiting in a room,
I was waiting for someone but I didn’t know who
A bare shelf attached to a plain wall
With a phone box sitting on top caught my attention.
Someone suddenly came out of nowhere into the unlit room
With a delegation and greeted me heartily.
He shook my hand and gave me the box.
We sat around a table positioned in the center of the room
His chair powerfully arranged to right side
He sat close to the door and I sat next to him
enchanted by his charismatic power
I waited for that ecstatic hour.
His delegation sat around the table at
the darker end of the room clapping
and cheering as he started to speak.
With a big grin and a wide smile
He spoke with confidence, boldness and authority
Suddenly the door cracked opened and a radiant glow of light
straight from the sky radiates upon him
The beaming light rest upon him and covers him as he spoke.
God bless the President
These words woke me up
in the wee hours of the morning.
Let me tell you about a game i play
Where i close my eye's and fade away
I float away to a special place
Beyond the star's and moon and space
In this special place you see
There are only two people,Just you and me
In this place,All is right
Nothing but love,And we never fight
In this place,There is no sadness
No cell's,No court's,None of that madness
No bar's to hold us or separate
No one to tell us we can't kiss or touch
I don't just tell you I love you,I show you
But eventually the game must end
My eye's must open,And reality set's in
But someday soon,I'm not sure when
I will close my eye's and play my game again