Best Angstprayer Poems


Comming Soon

even though your dead and gone
my love for you holds on and on
between my ears and behind my eyes
you still live inside my mind
a loved ones kindness is hard to forget
memories bind us to our regrets
and yet not wish or pray to God
give back my happiness
it's the only thing that i have.
a prayer saved for resurection day
another holiday. like the one just past
when Jesus said whats first will be last
on that day they say the trumpet will blast
then i'll have you back, finally at last
but now our wretched souls must wait
God bless that day for my sake
i want so much to have you back

Take----A----Page-----From----The----Age-----Of---The Aged

TAKE A PAGE FROM THE AGE OF THE AGED

She comes here very often, I suppose because it’s more than worth her while
The gray haired lady who cares for someone who’s hair is even grayer
When the elder’s target focuses in on the younger gray I see a mile wide smile
And oft I hear the sound of a church choir, a hymn, and a silent yet fervent prayer 

They sit and talk, I suppose about yesterday before the gray
Sitting with all the evidence of contentedness on their face
I know not what they speak about and need not know what they say
Whoever Ms. Younger is visiting, that person knows the younger’s grace

With fluidity they pass the time reminiscing about daisy days gone by
Days that flowed through time and space to create what they both have now
And although I know not what they say somehow it makes me cry
It just seems as if there’s a secret to living in peace and only they know how

The younger walks with ease and an oily type of glide
All to come and visit a person with ample style like her  
As the younger aids the elder to sit and talk easily at her side
While I sit here praying selfishly that I could smile like her
       ©2011,,,Phreepoetry

I Beg of Thee To See the Sea

I BEG OF THEE TO SEE THE SEA

I beg of thee do not grieve
Although I must take my leave
Watch my ship as it sails away
And this is all I have to say

I say smile when you think of me
For my ship is facing an angry sea
When visions of my smile come to mind
Remember it was pure love ours defined

You may say a prayer heard by but a few
And search each land for someone new
Pray for me if you must my sweet
For this is how a loser finds defeat

I’ve lost my way, I’ve gone off course
And called the bluff of an ocean’s force
There may be times you’ll forget my name
But fret not, my dear, ‘tis the ocean I blame

So I, as captain, take to the helm
But never shall I rule this realm
And now my hull is beginning to rot
Alas, I should have never taken that very last dope shot
      © 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~


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