Best Carrys Poems

You ask to me dance 
We take the floor 
My hand locked in yours 
You pull me close
I stay inside your aura
A moment of such...

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Blessed Mother's Day
God Blessing came in many ways
I was Blessed
Giving Out of Love His Best

In the morning
My son.. went out of his way
made me breakfest...

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A man, 20 years of age, another man, 40 years of age

The young man in his inexperience asks the 40 year old man
"You've lived twice...

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Dancing with Jesus is the most amazing thing
when I lift up my voice to him and sing
as I close my eyes and focus  he...

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Being an employer 
is much like being a parent
we all know the saying
a customer is always right

Business fails or succeeds 
on it's reputation
customers come back
to...

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From This Sweet and Bitter Pain, Springs Poetic Life

From This Sweet and Bitter Pain, Springs Poetic Life,
Forever Spiraling In Erotic and Eternal Chaos.
Hotly Contesting All...

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My love my love 
Just one more dance just one more
As I dream I feel you near 
Your touch is still alive 
I fight my...

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Portrait of a Woman



She can love ya so deep

Give more of herself

Give you everything

Hold you down be

Be the back bone stone of soul

Portrait of a...

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Forever Ever or Never

Forever does it exist? Forever is never doesn’t exist. It betrays hearts, breaks bones in its subtle nuances. It takes love, makes...

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Time advanced
Faith still lyes in a man's gifted will and healing hands
Pressurized by macanical manicans
Vocies similar to mucical bands
Sinful humans blessed to live on cursed...

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"Daughter," "laughter," do not rhyme but ought to.
Pure squeals of joy ring out from every door.
For surely graced by God is the man who
Has daughters...

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It is easy to spot a soldier.
Easy to choose one
out of a large crowd.
Some are obvious.
The boots, fatigues, or hat
worn eagerly by a veteran.
The regulation...

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in the morning
i pick myself out of bed
trying to stand staight
and hold up my head
my mouth is dry 
and my tummy aches
the more i get...

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Time passes tick tock tick tock,
Second by second,
Hour by hour,
Watching the hands go round,
A white face with numerals,
It's what tells you the time,
Pendulum swinging back...

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The Mad Hatter wears a cape
velvety smooth and perfect
He walks with a diamond tipped cane
with white and black pateint leather
shoes.
Gold laden braclets and chains
carrys a...

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