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Theme Fireworks Poet

The vision of colors
Words that intensify with every varying assortment
When it comes to spectacular, it’s the amazement in what is to come, and what was transcribed 
Beauty in every letter in what they provide
Suppose with no oppose
Every thought captured at the right moment of the angle
A Poet composes every night within
Sometimes bright stars or nightmare element dialog
Imagine fireworks surrounded by the dazzle Poet with their own writing explosion
Explosion
The mind with on a river in mine capturing all the components of delight
Picture the Poet like a Lighthouse being a guiding light
Expectation beyond
Fireworks after fireworks
Preparation and detail
Poet on sight
Get ready for the writing explosive night
No look up just a hook up
Razzle and Dazzle

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The Receipe For Faith

THE RECEIPE FOR FAITH


Common Ground
Praying
Assurance
Hope established
Rejoicing in spirit
Never doubt
Heaven’s blueprint confessing promise
Biblical side of honest
Internal and External
Fulfillment
Request
Wait and you shall see
All delivered by Thee
One must trust
This is Heaven’s must
Faith will always be tested to see where individual’s stand
Faith is an acceptance to expectations
Followed by appreciation
The Almighty is true
Faith is can do and you can pursue
Heaven’s rule to the world
When one believes one shall receive
A blessing indeed
Think on Faith in this matter, Fulfillment, Action, Intervention, 
Testimony and Holy
Devoted is a commitment in knowing that Faith exists
Starts with one’s heart and open with a believing mind
Holy surpasses through the Faith process
Where does your Faith stand?
Do you believe?
Hope is waiting

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Tears I Can Only Count

My time in fear
Rejection in not wanting anyone near
My tears are my experiences I saw
My mind told me to completely ignore
No flourish to soar
My tears pour heavy
They are like a Dam levy
But they are holding steady
How do I overcome?
I am surrounded by lonesome
My tears are next to none
I must step out in courage
That is the only way to nourish
Tears come at a moment’s notice
My tears show I have no confidence
It’s obvious in an instance
No matter how tears fall
I must be able and not stall
I feel more of a regret
My tears have that effect
Stop now tears
This is the right time to preserver
Encourage me and come near
My tears have drawn back
My darkness is no longer black
I am responding now in just reflect
My moment being a detect.

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Behind My Own Curtain

The curtain behind my life
My thoughts being certain
Yet I hear voices, but don't understand
I am totally motionless
Paused with no response
Wondering should I move or just be still
I know i have a mission to fulfill
My mind is questioning within my will
I just stand and stare
Flashing in front of me is beware
Caution at every given paused step
My secrets being well kept
Have I lived up to my own standards?
But what is my heart saying?
Hesitation, but I have given up
Lost the courage with no assurance
I no longer have endurance.

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Swiss Time Town

Once upon 
A clock
Behold
Midnight special
Centerpiece
Right in the square
Beware
A Thief struck during the night
The clock had been stolen, but out of sight
The wonder became who and how
The citizens thought oh wow
Everyone was horrified
Some were even petrified
The clock was the attention of the town
Distance far enabled from surrounding communities
Swiss time town was about unity
The clock made Swiss Time Town famous
Acknowledgement
The question that came up was why was the clock stolen?
The clock had value in the hearts of the people, and meant everything to the town’s people
The Thief saw fortune
The long hand made the short hand into a theory
But it was still a mystery
Search after search
No find
The Thief was certainly not kind
Without a visual clock, what will happen to Swiss Time Town?
Moments are ticking, but no sound
The clock is nowhere to be found
The town got together and started connecting to each other in song and inspiring themselves
Until the clock is found being a if and when
What will the town people do until then?
It’s not a time to be discouraged, but embrace one another
Suddenly without warning, the clock appeared back at center in the square as if the thief had a heart or the singing touched the soul of thief
Swiss Time Town relief
Tick tock
The sound of time
Hope came alive
Strive
How about that?
Centerpiece of tranquil
Acceleration will
Happily ever after
Until
Time in, but didn’t die out

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Showtime

Walking down the Great White Broadway Lane
The marquee street
That just came be beat
Some say I could be lame
The dialog of having pride
As the music started to pump up
A reason to sing came
Now hold your ears, they might pop
A dream came true
It was a wonder if I should pursue
It was years in the thinking
A one day to entertain
My inspiring heart that will remain
But there’s more
A need for Acting to explore
At some point, acting came to life
I succeeded without any advice
But it would have been nice
I alone with a multitude cast with sing and acting on the wide stage
Amazement
A dream began to unfold
Let me assure you, I didn’t need to be told
Just bold
My father was an Alcoholic all his life
Many days and nights, I would cry urging my dad to quit
Words of encouragement just wasn’t it
He would argue with me and stating he wanted to die
He didn’t want to live anymore
Never knew the reason
Eventually, he did pass away
I found out later that he felt like a failure being a father
Being an Alcoholic was not the way
It doesn’t end the battle, but keeps one fighting for more trouble
It’s like a constant fall with consistent stumble
Somewhere and somehow, dad is looking down on me
My dad in me is what people see
Legacy inclined
Stepping out on courage
Entertainment nourishment
Applaud-ish

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School of Hard Knocks

Taught
Fall down
Get up
Setbacks
Life learning
Discerning
Discipline
Fulfilling
Prospective
Hard Knocks guideline
Understanding
Putting one in the know
Process being slow
Tears
Advice
No coincidence
Day by Day
Week by Week
Year by Year
Month by Month
Buy and Buy
Functional into able
Being stable
Accepting with complex
Effort with every try
Ready to enter
Concept in effect
Sometimes a reject
Hard education
Life’s presentation
Stature
Negativity and Positivity
Full blown
Hard knocks
Over and out

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Pretend Friends

Every smile could be a sign of stab in the back
It’s a known fact
Even an unexpected smack
I repeat
Every smile could be a sign of deceit
True friends are the one’s who captivate your eyes
It’s no surprise
Just a realize
False friends are what you find out being wise
Friends are a dime in a dozen
I see your ears are buzzing
A smile doesn’t make one secure
Only peculiar
A laugh spells on trust in false friends
Genuine is trueful
Hidden darkness among
Hidden false hopes straight out
No trust
On alert
Friends are God given and not deceiving
Friends being themselves in actually showing they are your friends
No time for pretend 
False friendship is where it ends
Delete them
Move on
Keep it moving

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THE GIFT OF A LIFE TIME BLESSING

A new day and new age
Blessings that keep on transcending
Today, February 2 is my Birthday at 67 Years Old
Behold, my blessing to see
All came down from Thee
I thank the Lord for letting me see
I will make my birthday for what it should be
Living among and giving the Lord praise
I am God’s amaze
I was at near Death when I was born
From that day on, it was everlasting with a breakthrough
Each day a pursue
My moment in time
I am the Lord’s Son and he is my father
I pray Lord in continued longevity
I give the Lord honor and praise
Every second, moment and tomorrow not promised
But if the Lord says shall, it will be done
It’s his Grace and Mercy
Thanks above
Lord, you are always who I think of
Birthday wish praise, Hallelujah!

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Greyhound Bus Possessed

I can contest
Put me to the test
My heart in confess
Honest and true
Greyhound bus in my soul
I am a walking behold
My younger years my start
The Greyhound dog stretched always seen on all sides of the bus always caught my attention
The highway representation
I am a walking Greyhound bus presentation
The Greyhound bus wear
Proud and honored with care
Of course, I always get a stare
That is no more than fair
The Go is within me
The Greyhound bus I want people to see
No secret no regret
Thinking of the hound, I cherish the engine sound
Accelerate as I appreciate
The Greyhound bus in me today, I will continue all the way.