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Gina Montalbo Poem
Death
I welcome death with opened arms.
Not because I want to end my life,
for life is a precious gift of God, but
for the release, of my outer shell and
the release of all life's anguishes and
turmoil.
Many fear death - for it's the end of life.
I believe that it's just the beginning. Death
is not to be feared, but respected. Don't
ever fear what is to be expected.
We are granted two things, a life to live
and die for and a new life in the kingdom
of God...
04/04/2014
Written by Gina Montalbo
Note: This is my first poem
I hope you enjoy it.
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Tickle my heart
Cradle my face in your strong gentle hands
and look into my eyes with the purity of love.
Can you caress my skin ever so gently to
bring a pleasant chill.
With one single touch can you make my heart
skip a beat and take my breath away.
Touch my soul and you'll be mine, tickle my
heart and I'l be yours till the end of time...
04/27/2014
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I wake
I wake to close my eyes just to remember of yester year:
Years of long ago, when life was so simple then, dancing in
the rain, feeling droplets of water run down my face.
Again I wake to close my eyes to remember my first snow fall,
like a white cape covering the land and a crystal palace on the
morning dew.
Again I wake to close my eyes to remember the joys of childhood
to my teenage years.
Once more I wake to close my eyes to remember the joy on my
mothers face, watching me grow into womanhood.
I wake to close my eyes to dream now.....
04/09/2014
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Let Go
You need to fly not to stay and lie
You need to go and take your words that flow
You need to leave not to stay and deceive
You need to sigh not stand here and cry
You need to grow with your heart and soul
You need not to love me, just set me free...
04-09-2014
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Father's Day
For many years I have had only one parent; who has been
mother and father to me. She is the best parent in the world,
if there was a trophy for the best parent of the year, she would
win by a landslide.
I have received many gift's in my life from her and lost them
all, but I have kept the memories of them all, but the best gift
she ever gave me ,was my Father
I knew not about who he was, but I got a chance to know him. He
loved me dearly I found that I am a lot like him. I only knew him for
a short time, but it seems like a life time for me.
I miss him so very much, he gave me all his love that he had left,
trying to make up for lost time. Than he passed away. R.I.P. Dad...
06/06/2014
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Temptation
Here I lay awaiting my faith.
Can I tempt you with my ever
lasting beauty that you can
only see.
Can I tempt you with my soft
full lips against your lips.
Let me tempt you with my
breath blowing on the nape of
your neck.
Are you tempted to let me run
my finger tips across your skin
to follow every curve.
Are you tempted to keep watching
me lay here on the burning sand as
the waves crash against my soft silky skin.
Are you willing to fall for the temptation of passion...
Written by Gina montalbo
04-11-2014
Note: I did on a request of another writer
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Raven's Cry
No more solitude no more pain.
Dry my tears that where in vain.
I hear the Raven's Cry, searching for
a soul that's mine.
No more solitude no more pain.
This world of mine will drive me insane.
Hear the Raven's Cry, searching for
The soul that's mine.
No where to run, no where to hide....
A sad little sigh the Raven's Cry.....
04/26/2014
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A world with out peace
Come what may; but it's all the same, the dismay,
the caios, the war among men. The innocent suffer,
the bad conquer, blood shed, the weak run, the
strong fight.
The Earth tainted by greed and envy, the human
race is a vessel of self destruction, as much as we fix
we destroy twice as much.
We are like lost little lambs sent to the slaughter" as long
there are battles the war will never end. Power is the
abomination of all... for all seek power to control...
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Magic Wonder land
We're going for a ride on a white little cloud
souring through the sky like we had wings.
Just me and you with a birds eye view to a
magic wonder land.
We're going where reality brakes and fantasy
comes true.
Were castle grow as high as the sky and
rainbows end in the palm of your hand.
In that magic wonder land, so hang on tight and
don't let go, or we lose the magic we both hold in
that magic wonder land...
o4/07/2014
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A tree of many
On my travels of the day, I came across an albino tree.
It brought sadness to my eyes, but then the longer I
looked at it my sadness of the tree changed.
For this tree had no bark, it looked dry and flaky which
gave it an albino look to it; It seemed it had no life, but it
was full of life.
The bark was gone, no protection from the elements of
nature, but yet it still had life, spouting vegetation and
standing strong.
Now I feel proud of the tree, for come spring, it will look
beautiful as all the other trees.
Makes me wonder if we can be as strong as that tree...
This is one of the many miracles of life...
04/25/2014
Written by Gina Montalbo
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