Verse 1)
Time slipped through my fingers like sand in the breeze,
One day I was running, now I’m down on my knees.
Looking back at the laughter, the love, and the fights,
If I knew then what I know now, I’d have made it all right.
(Verse 2)
The world ain't the same, it's cold and unkind,
I search for my footsteps, but they're lost in time.
Friends turned to memories, love turned to dust,
I'm holding on tight, but the past is just rust.
(Chorus)
Falling down, but rising up,
Each moment’s a chance to fill my cup.
Wrapped in hope, I’ll find my way,
But Lord, I fear I’ll fade away.
(Verse 3)
The mirror don’t lie, shows the years on my face,
Lines full of lessons I can’t erase.
I walk through the echoes of voices long gone,
Wishing they’d tell me to keep holding on.
(Bridge)
Midnight moon whispers, "You ain't done yet,"
Got songs left to sing, got time to reset.
Though the road is rough and the nights are long,
I’ll carve out my story in one last song.
(Chorus – repeat)
Falling down, but rising up,
Each moment’s a chance to fill my cup.
Wrapped in hope, I’ll find my way,
But Lord, I fear I’ll fade away.
(Sister Golden Hair by America - Added Lyrics)
Well, it's so long since I saw you,
Sister Golden Hair surprise.
Though I keep on thinkin' 'bout you,
you can't see it in my eyes.
Now I want better correspondence,
I am not so hard to find.
And I promise you
I'll make it worth your while.
Will I meet you there in your place?
Will you meet me here in mine?
Your sweet image lives in my mind
and you always look so fine.
Well I just won't fake it.
I'm right here sayin'
I wanna make it.
(Do wop do wop...)
The four A’s of Psychology
Avoid
Alter
Adapt
Accept
Prioritize what must be done
Get rid of annoying should’s
Avoid
Alter
Adapt
Accept
Acknowledge your true self
Actualize your soul dreams
Two A’s they should have added
The way you were looking',
I added passion to life.
Darkening your secrets,
I kept sleeping tonight.
Where were you always?
I kept looking for you.
Believing in my love,
I added passion to life.
My thoughts you know,
You know what I might!
Death might near to me,
Hoping to live tonight.
The way you were looking',
I added passion to life.
Darkening your secrets,
I kept sleeping tonight.
the artist’s strokes were magnificently slashed onto a canvas
inspired by his girlfriend, a free spirited woman
whose love of nature and color
brought his art to fruition
she had added such joy to his life
and now to his life’s work
i love you so much
she said and went away soon ---
havocs on hiils
18 July 2923
Twisted words
Far from the truth
Spreading like wildfire
Quiet, non replying
Enemy in disguise
Truth shall stand
All other words revised
Judged in the Promise Land.
#OH MY GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!
"I'VE BEEN WILD CAUGHT!"
Who would have thought???
Something soooooooooooooo savory, utterly most delicious and immensely tasty could be sooooooooooo
A M A Z I N G :-). Enough to transcribe and describe this INCREDIBLE, SUBJECTIVE "ELECTIVE" {SMILE} brought to you by
-TASTE BUDS FROM THIS POETESS!
Allow me to address...
If today were my last day on earth and I was absolutely certain {intuitively} it were...
I would request for Breakfast, can you please heat me up some pizza from the day before, it has PINEAPPLE, FRESH BASIL AND SHRIMP ON IT!...OH YES! AND...
THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
Lunch: SAME, THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
DINNER: SAME, THANK YOU, MUCH OBLIGE :-)
AFTERLIFE: FIRST DAY...
SAME, THANK YOU DEAR CREATOR, AND
*ALWAYS*...MUCH OBLIGE :-)
NEXT DAY: BREAKFAST...HEAVEN MADE WAFFLE AND OUT OF THIS WORLD MAPLE SYRUP..."PLEASE! KINDLY!" :-)
AFTER THAT, ANY GIVEN TIME...
HINT*....IT'S ON "RE-SET***" {S M I L E}
©Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} March 2023#
Well as you say
We make love every day
In place of the real thing
These words of love
Will suffice till that day
Our two hearts do sing
When our hearts do sing
And enjoy all the things
In each others arms again
As we sing songs of passion
Of loving enchantment
I think I'm going insane
Insane with desire
In my heart there's a fire
Burning only for you
For us as we bask
In each other's glow
A love that's forever true
The moment we meet
That moment so sweet
I will totally lose control
A blubbering pile
Of mush on the floor
My entire heart and soul
So to end this display
I'm babbling each day
Since you've come into my life
I forget who I am
Lost all sense of time
To my life you've added spice
Life to life added,
More than mundane is it made
To go smooth ahead,
What if fire to life added?
Verve and vigour’s spread.
Go then, dare your life,
See that it is richly rife,
Worry of no strife,
If not lived on edge of knife,
Life never is life.
One comes with not so,
With not goes at time to go—
Truth ye ought to know,
When rich you ever were, O
That to dearth would go?
_________________________________
Reflections |07.01.2021|
Topic: life, fire
Poet’s note: Life is always so sublime and beautiful, if only we avoid making too much of fuss.
~If one could add itself then would it be two or just alone~
8/11/20
written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
space ring fire
view of moon that blocks this star
God at precision
Insult Added To Injury and Perjury
Trump was an insult added to injury,
And person who committed perjury;
A total insult,
Is final result,
And his imbecilic brain needs surgery.
Jim Horn
Well as you say
We make love every day
In place of the real thing
These words of love
Will suffice till that day
Our two hearts do sing
When our hearts do sing
And enjoy all the things
In each others arms again
As we sing songs of passion
Of loving enchantment
I think I'm going insane
Insane with desire
In my heart there's a fire
Burning only for you
For us as we bask
In each other's glow
A love that's forever true
The moment we meet
That moment so sweet
I will totally lose control
A blubbering pile
Of mush on the floor
My entire heart and soul
So to end this display
I'm babbling each day
Since you've come into my life
I forget who I am
Lost all sense of time
To my life you've added spice
Sure like my image to be added to Mount Rushmore
It could be animated by me chuckling evermore
In the history books, I'd be
One who wrote about pee
Not very dignified but a poet top drawer
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