Best Bolden Poems


Beautiful Day

Oh how  beautiful the day you  gave to me
 
A new and bright glorious day your mercy is new and your love is fresh
 
Lord I desire your ways and  your rest to see your hand touch my life
 
Is great and peaceful and keeps me right
 
 
 
I stand  and look inside my soul
 
The way you make things unfold
 
The little things Lord they make me new
 
The touch of the wind gives me life from  you.
 
 
The flowers and  there fragrance are lifting me up
 
I love you Lord your precious to me even though I fail and wander you take me in and make me humble
 
Your  ways are glorious why can't the world see the light you  give inside me take my hand Lord help me be
 
The woman you made when you set me free.
 
 
 
Written by:©Betty Bolden
 
9-6-04
 
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The Rose

One ready for pictures
Always in a pose,
Photogenically prepared
Stands The Rose

With the depthening and bolden
Color of red,
Appear it’s strong petals
Without the despairing thought of shed

...The association of love
Under any weather,
Only for the purpose
Of making her day better

...So perfect and so steady
Is the Rose that you see,
But what some don’t recognize
Is the mess it used to be...
With beauty comes time
With time comes love,
And with love comes patience
And that patience has sprung.
© Sisi Bels  Create an image from this poem.

Sinners Call

Life is fast sometimes slow on path marked for chains with a soul with nothing to gain.the pain hurts and it burns deep.Trying to find my path on the streets.in this life filled with up's and downs trying to find gold in this forsaken town
  If my family new the things I due they would probably turn there back on me.Its too late for crying now.Its time to turn this smile to a frown.And make a way for me to live now.
  The get down is real.The game is fast.No slowing down.Its time to turn this city up side down.
  No mercy no disrespect no clowns and definitely no sintchs no broken rules.hold your head up high and get ready to go on a dangerous ride.all gas no breaks control my fate.Im a animal it's time to sit at the table and make my plate killed are be killed are get ate.
  Where the concert jungle test your fate.what a life perading around with a knife and a gun.dressed to kill just for fun 
In Black with a hoodie on looking for someone I can come up on quick cash rules the streets thugs and thievs.Hoodlums and crips push a hard line trying to devour the empire before my life exspires.
  Dark streets filled with love and hate.what a place for me to stay.locked in a maze with no openings.lost souls bound for hell In every way.
   My spirt slips away farther from God everyday.A sinner I am but I'm A child Of God.Trying to beat the odds so I'm on my nees now asking God to forgive me for my sins.A mortel man asking God to hold my hand so I can a blessed man... 

                             Active Minds
                           Freeman Bolden


The Storm

The Storm, by Gayila Bolden

Like the calm before the storm, you came out of nowhere. No watches, no warnings, no public announcements and no time for preparation. The winds of your attraction blow violently around me as I crotch underneath the protection of my common sense.  The winds of your attraction blow violently around me. 
It cuts like a knife to my very heart. It’s like a thirst that is never quenched and a hunger that is never satisfied. It cuts me to the bone. The winds of your attraction blow violently around me.
Should I walk into the storm and taste the rain or should I cling to the secure structure of my safe shelter of protection?  The winds of your attraction blow violently around me. The winds of your attraction are shaking my very foundation. Will I be able to stand? Will I survive?
Can I be saved from this great unexpected storm? Will it destroy all that is familiar in life? The winds of your attraction blow violently around me.  When the wind stops blowing and the air is still; what will be left of me? Can’t sleep, can’t eat, steady wondering how to weather this storm, called “You”.   A force so strong that wisdom and experience scatter in fear and the heart is left in charge of my destiny. The winds of your attraction blow violently around me. 
Do I dare surrender to this storm called “You” and drench myself in your love? Unsteady and battered; I crawl from my shelter of protection into the storm to taste the rain.  Oh, how sweet the taste with drops of fear mixed in. The winds of your attraction blow violently around me; yet I surrender to the storm, called “You”.

Something Is Being Said

Something is being said

across the whole world.

Something is being said

for all to hear.


Something is  being spoken

for us to be awoken,



Something is giving us life

to beat all this strife,



Something is being loving

to heal our pain and sorrow,



Someone has given us a new tomorrow,

Something is being said,



He is saying take His hand

He is saying forget the trials for they take you far,

Far into a land where life is left unknown,

He is saying, I am life,I am the true vine,



take my hand and we will live in eternity for all time,

for all days and you will learn my awesome ways.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

12-4-04

All poems are copyright!©

Close Your Eyes and Dream With Me

Close your eyes and dream with me

the way things are suppose to be

the Love inside will set us free.


Close your eyes and dream with me

the way things are suppose to be

the burdens we carry lets share today

Lets do things in our Lords way.


Close your eyes and dream with me

lets walk in the way He made us to be.



Close your eyes and hear His voice

things are crazy in this world of pain

close your eyes and let Him lead

also help me see His truth in me.



My life bounces back and forth

close your eyes and dream with me

on how things are suppose to be.



Help us Lord to live free

in your way,please reveal

Your heart to me.



Close your eyes and dream with me

Take my hand and walk with me

to the ends of the earth

show our true worth

His love in us,

this is the way its suppose to be.



Close your eyes and dream with me.



Written by:©Betty Bolden


Deep In the Woods

Deep in the woods,

the branches dance in the wind,

wild and free,


Spreading their fragrance for

you and me.


Wild flowers sway,

as the wind try's picking them up,


Their roots planted firmly,

as they flow from side to side,


showing us all their glory,

and our makers touch inside,


shadows follow as they calmly go slow,

Deep in the woods,

time is well known,

as night takes hold,

until the morning,

when light takes control.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

As I Rise This Day

As I rise this day,

thoughts of you go through my mind.


I thank you for another day,

I pray I can do things your way.



The winter is in full bloom Lord,

the chill in the air today is cutting

through the trees,

The branches are crisp and the sky is cloudy,

I pray the day is warmed by your touch,

Lord,I love you so much.


The day is beginning now,

help me to live a life today

that glorifys thy name.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

Your Glory Inside

When I lay down the night before,
I woke up to find Your Glory inside,


When I woke up to find Your Glory inside,
I bowed down at Your feet,


I crossed over the Jordon and fell at Your feet.
I Praise You now and Praised You then,

When I woke up to find Your Glory inside,

how wonderful now when I woke to find,


Your Hand in mine,
Your my Hope Lord,

Your my desire,
My Savior,My King.


One day,when I lay my head down,

I will wake up to find,

Your Glory inside!


Written by:©Betty Bolden


2-26-04


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These Old Bones

These old bones are compromised
Surviving the bolden wars of yesteryear
First, enduring stones, then arrows, then bullets 
Fear came near when in the third encounter
Nuclear in nature
At ninety seven I feel the bones rattle
Moving with feeble clarity
There is so much left to do
Simply moving to the next room is a battle
The mind remembers Pearl Harbor
But not the spirit
Hospitals will not take me in
My mortgage like me collapsed in payment
This is the land of the free
According to memory
And
There is no glamor in these old bones

Her Trip Within

She took a Long trip

in her mind to help all

those things come untwined.



The shadows that follow

need to go away,

so she took along trip

to release all the pain.



She went to the woods,

a cabin in time,



She noticed all the trees

and the wind beneath

her wings.



She went into a dream

she saw her master

within,

she fell on her knees and asked

when will it all begin?



He said you took along trip

to find me deep within,

let it all go now

at my feet below,

I will lead you and never,never let you go.



Written by:©Betty Bolden

The First the Last the Mango Tango

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L.H. ANDRESS
PLEASE: HONOR THE VERVE!


[CHORUS/START]
ONE-HUNDRED-MILLION...EARTHEN-YEARS...EACH!
One-in-a-HUNDRED-MILLION...EACH!
ONE-HUNDRED-MILLION...EARTHEN-YEARS...EACH!
One-in-a-HUNDRED-MILLION...EACH!
[CHORUS/END]

She-Swings...BOY...DOES-SHE-SWING...SHE-SWINGS...RIGHT!
She-Swings-RIGHT...and-TIGHT...BOY...DOES-SHE-SWING...
RIGHT-TA-LEFT...and-UP-AND-DOWN...SO-TIGHT!
LEFT-TA-RIGHT...BOY...DOES-SHE-DO-IT-RIGHT-'N-TIGHT!

I'd-like-ta-DO-THE-STARS-RIGHT...I'd-DRUM-DRUMMING-THROUGHOUT
THE-NIGHT...STARS-BURSTING-'N-CRACKING...
THROUGHOUT-STAR-STUCK...GOLDEN-BOLDEN-BLUEST...RED-'N-GREEN
STARLESS...COOLEST-'N-ROYALIST...COOL-NIGHTS!

She'd-like-ta-TOO...'CUZ-SHE'S...MINE-AND-IT'S...TIGHT!
THAT'S...She'd-like-ta-TOO...'CUZ-SHE'S...MINE-AND-IT'S...
ROYAL-AND-TIGHT...'N-THE-TIGHTEST...BLUEST-COOLEST-BLUE-LIGHT!

Now...Six Feet Four INCHES...and-she's...A-MILE-HIGH...SHE-REACHES
THE-STARS...SKY-HIGH!
SHE-SWINGS...RIGHT...THAT'S...RIGHT-'N-TIGHT!

[CHORUS/START...CHORUS/END]

DRUMS...AND-CORDLESS...SYMPHONIES...SHE-SPINS-RIGHT
ALL-THE-TIME...NEWEST-AND-COOLEST...SHE-SO-ROYAL!
SHE'S-THE-ROYALIST...COOLEST-'N-BLUEST...BLUE-NIGHTS!
MY...ETERNITIES...OF-ALL...ETERNAL-ETERNITIES!
SHE'S-BLUE-LIGHT!
SHE'S-BLUE-LIGHT!
SHE'S-LIGHT-'N-TIGHT!
SHE'S-LIGHT-'N-TIGHT!
SHE'S-LIGHT-'N-TIGHT!


                              FINALMENT
© Thomas Hsi  Create an image from this poem.

A Silent Wave

A silent wave rushing inside my heart

Your hand leading me so far we won't depart

Your voice I heard in away that's taking me far

Into a silent wave rushing inside my heart.


Oh the thrill it was to hear

your voice so silent as I opened up to you

so wonderful this silent wave rushing inside my heart


I was searching for a answer to a question for so long

there it was a silent wave rushing inside my heart


Your voice Lord, in ways I never found

a silent whisper so very loud

inside my heart the silent wave replied

to me your love is so divine..


So when the shattered dreams are filling your mind

please please listen to the silent wave rushing inside your heart.


Written by:©Betty Bolden

Angel of Mine

Angel of mines

You were my heart  my world my baby girl
It's still so hard for me to believe that you are gone
All I ever wanted for you was the best
To be able to see you walk, run and play
I wanted to see the woman that you would become someday
Although God had other plans he called you home
Now I sit here missing you and feeling so all alone
What I wouldn't give to see your beautiful smile
Or feel your innocent touch
You were our world Eygpt and we miss you so very much
I know that it isn't going to be easy living without you here
And all I can do is cry and my thoughts seem so unclear
At times I sit and wonder why God had to take you from us 
All to soon I had so many plans for you so many things we were going to do
I try to have peace in knowing that you are in a better place and one day again I will see your smiling face
So to you I say my child it's okay you can take God's hand he is going to walk with you to the promise land
And when it's time for the Lord to call me home just know my child that you will not be alone 
Sleep with the angels baby now you can rest I have no more worries because 
you're in the hands of the best!

R.i.p Baby girl Eygpt Shanea Johnson
Written with love just for you by your
big cousin Eleanor Bolden

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