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Best Poems Written by Roger Harp

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Perception Is Everything

They say that life is unpleasant,
It's filled with more downs than ups,
But if you see the good in downs,
It'll be easier to stand back up.

They say that life is unfair,
Not all accomplish their dreams,
But if you can learn to except defeat,
It'll open doors to a whole swarm of things.

For if you stand on the sidelines, 
Waiting for your day to come,
It's possible that you'll get lucky,
And then the ups will have a greater sum.

If you can see defeat, 
As just another lesson in life,
The success that it can bring you,
Can turn the darkness into light.

Life is not overrated, 
It's filled with all our hopes and dreams,
With just a little patience and dedication 
Life can be whatever you want it to be.

R.K.H
10/15/2021

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Tomorrow's Rainbow

Yesterday had to happen
For the clouds to move in today 
Though the rain may come down later 
Tomorrow's rainbow may lead the way

I can not stop the storms from coming
For God has a plan, all of his own
But I can change my view, to realize 
It's ok to dance in the rain alone

If time is what we have in life
To cherish all with love
Then the days of gloom & muddy roads
Are also gifts given from he who loves

For a rainbow is never certain
But it could come all the same
Don't live for the dark and gloomy
For tomorrow's rainbow could forever stay

R.K.H
10/26/2021

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Home Is Calling

A profound urge to come home.
Some invisible force is making its, presence known.
I must act. 
I cannot ignore this any longer,
I fear that if I postpone my journey,
I will be torn apart and discarded. 
This entity has taken my sleep,
It continues to take my mind.
This all consuming force, 
Will not be my undoing or unwind.
I shall leave at the lonesome hour, Maneuvering through the shadows, 
Like a scavenger, 
I've become lower than the rats, 
That play at such late hours.
A perilous journey it may be,
For there is a great distance,
Between me and the sea.
Perseverance will overcome,
By the next full moon,
I'll be home.

R.K.H

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Clouds

I want to lay in your bed so soft
Pillow like clouds scattered above
You bring hope to the land of doubt
To share your happy tears 
With the land of drought
Oh Fluffy white clouds above
Do you think my angels will teach me love
To share my kindness without a thought
Like you do when you wet the crops
You and I, we play our games
You make up shapes while I lay and gaze
I know they say your not alive 
But I know you carry the fortress up high
Oh great marshmallow in the sky
Would you mind if I hitch a ride
To see the pearly gates
To see the earth through your eyes
To stop and visit the mountaintop
Your always wandering do you ever stop
"Oh fu"
Now I'm blue
The sun has risen
And there is no "YOU!"

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Soul's Plan

I've listened to your twisted words
Of love with sound advice
And though I do agree with you
Still something isn't right
It's true this life is no rehearsal
And the stage is set for both
Who truly leads? Who truly follows?
When the script was never wrote
Maybe my play is a tragic one
And sorrow will always be
Maybe my heart longs for more
A romance by the sea
Maybe it's a lot more simple
Than the who, what, how, when, or then
But the soul is on the hunt for something
And I know not its plan.

R.K.H

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Fair Lady

The moonlight dances in her arms.
In her bossom, she holds the stars.
A mirrored image of the Cresent moon,
Where her seeded heart waits to bloom.

My fair lady of earth and wind,
Who let's the fire burn within.
She controls the time, before the dawn.
Dancing and singing her joyful songs.

Twinkle twinkle beautiful one,
Why are you frightened of the rising sun?

He sees your pain behind your smile,
The fear you hide, 
Why it's all worthwhile.

The angels kissed your precious cheek.
The sun still looks for you, 
But your never seen.

Pearl like diamonds, 
Gems in the sea,
Close your beautiful eyes,
And it's him that you'll see.

A love that's everlasting, 
That time cannot touch.
Loving him, 
Is to love everyone.

R.K.H

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My Visit To the Big Apple

Life is like the ocean,
Vulnerability is your sail,
Hope is the wind that propels you,
To the land that's known so well.
Trees are made of stone and glass,
Stretching high up in the air,
Concrete paths replace the grass,
Their people have no fear.
They walk with all their might,
To a place they do not know,
Peddling their wired wheels,
To a destination untold.
To prosper is their glory,
Their shrines are built so tall,
To stand beneath the mortar,
One can feel a bit small.
Pay no mind to them in a rush,
Their always on the move,
Don't try to slow them down though, 
They can be a little bit Rude.
I believe they truly mean well,
In the efforts that they make,
But only the old man in the desert,
Or the famous fortune teller,
Can make that claim.
So if you have a week or two,
And you want to see the sites,
You should raise your sail with glory,
So hope can blow you in tonight.

R.K.H
10/24/2021

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Unlucky Clover

A 4 leaf clover grows in the field 
Never knowing that it's different.

God himself may have a plan
But the clover knows no difference. 

So it grows along side the others
Content and happy to be alive. 

Wrapped in love from the dew and sun
The clover grows to new heights. 

Until the day it's plucked away 
Then hidden from the light.

Its luck today has now been placed
In another precious life.

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Oblivious To a Hero

He sits in a corner 
Motionless and still
Hiding from an enemy 
Refusing to kill
Beaten and battered 
Alone in this game
Afraid to show himself 
For reasons like shame
Golden hair fibers
Resting on top
Oblivious to life
The voices won't stop
They walk and they run
They pay him no mind
While fighting off demons
That have plagued his mind
Torn are his clothes
Rotten are his teeth
Ribs for a stomach 
Legs without meat
They mock 
They make fun of
Not knowing his strength 
If they knew what they tell him
They'd not call him weak
In an attempt to save others
He takes his own life
He stood there in silence 
Not one stopped 
Not one cried.

R.K.H.

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Moon Flower

Dripping flower, covered in white 
As soft as lips, reflecting the light
Mother is waiting
Perched high in the sky
She sees your beauty
She knows, what's inside
Show the whole world 
How strong that you are
Stand up straight, stretch your arms
Open your heart
Let, the light in
Mother is waiting
Your love, 
Is the world's gift