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Tell the Night to Hold Me


I made for you, a castle
     But I built it in the sand
          I steadfastly tried to constrain the tide
               But the bastions didn't stand

I planned for you, an Eden
     With needs to see us through
          But the ripened fruits had corrupted roots
               And I fed them all to you 

          Tell the night to hold me
          I no longer have your arms
          I'll brood and swoon, cradled by the moon
          Still pining for your charms

          Tell the night to hold me
          June no longer follows May
          'Til the moonbeams, blue, drift me back to you
          I'll forget about you ... every day.

I dreamed for you, a family
     With two parts that acted one
          Yet my truth's demise only bred goodbyes
               Lucid of the tales I'd spun

I wished for you a future
     Ripe with jubilance and mirth
          Still I left recanted and took for granted
               The measure of its worth

          Tell the night to hold me
          I no longer swim your eyes
          Instead I stare into vacant air
          And count the countless why's

          Tell the night to hold me
          'Til Apollo's old and gray
          For until the stars are not mine, but OURS
          I'll forget about you ... every day.

I desired for you a partner
     Who would stand beside you, true
          Though that came to be, that man wasn't ME
               And it broke my heart in two

I promised you'd be happy
     And in ways, that's come to be
          Wed a man who's good - loves you as he should
               I just wish it had been me

          Tell the night to hold me
          It no longer heeds my will
          As I feared the most, I've become a ghost
          And I haven't tears to spill

          Tell the night to hold me
          For I've no more left to say
          Please remand what's just as I turn to dust
          And forget about you ...

Every day ...

          'Til I'm swept with wind, away.




~ 1st Place ~  in the "Piece De Resistance" Poetry Contest, The Name Forsakes Me, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 1st Place ~  in the "Lost Love 2017 Poetry Contest", John Hamilton, Sponsor.

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Yesterday Love Was Such An Easy Game To Play


Yesterday,

I went home for lunch,

I never go home for lunch.

When I got to our apartment 
I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key. 

Francine was at work and I always leave last in the morning. 
I was sure I had locked the door but I didn't reach for my key.

I reached for the door knob and turned.

The door was open. 

I don't know how I knew.

The moment I entered I knew.

 I froze.

I could feel it,
smell it,
hell I could taste it.

I started walking but my muscles wouldn't move,
 my lungs were grasping for air 
for some oxygen 
some sweet, sweet oxygen
but I could barely breathe.

“Leave!” I told myself but I kept walking.

Not really walking, 
it was like moving through mud, 
like a slow motion scene in a movie. 
But this wasn't a movie. 
This was my life and I could feel it slipping away 
from my grasp.

I heard noises!

Francine. 

I had heard those noises a hundred times before, 
they were the sounds of an Angel 
but this was no heaven 
this was my own private nightmare.

The moans traveled through the muck in the air 
amplified like the hiss from a distorted speaker. 
It mocked me over and over again.

Climbing a mountain might have been easier 
but I finally reached the bedroom,

and there they were,

and there she was.

I knew,
I knew the moment I entered the apartment. 
Why hadn't I just turned back? 
I could barely see, my eyes were blurry, 
covered in layers of my own tears.

I could see her 
I knew I had never seen him before.
They were naked and in our bed. 

Naked in OUR BED!

How do you that?

How do you cross the line to that extreme?

You'd think the green eyed monster 
would control my actions from here on in. 

I did see green!
I was insanely jealous but I didn't want to
end up the morning headline in the newspaper.

That monster jealousy was by my side but I took
charge.
 I'd have to keep him at bay, at least for now.

You'd think I would be mad,

I wasn't.

You'd think I'd curse and call her whore.

I didn't!

Being cut open alive must be lest painful than this.
 
This hacked away at my spirit, 
tore away at my self worth.
I felt like a pile of worthless shreds.

I spoke

I mean my lips moved and words came out...

I think. 

I think I said, 

I'm not sure it all happened so fast,

she never spoke.

I could see the shame on her face 

she didn't need to speak, 

but,

but I think I said 'Sorry...

I said Sorry and I left.

I wandered for what seemed hours, 
it was minutes. 

It wasn't like I was meandering to a different drummer; 
there just wasn't any music anymore.

I was moving to the rhythm of the beating of my own heart. 

Like a broken record it was skipping,
like a broken record it played 
in a loop of repetitive monotony.

I suffered in my circled steps 
until I couldn't stand it any more.

I found just enough strength 
to return to the apartment.

I knew she was gone 
I already felt the emptiness in my whole.

We'd never see each other again.

We had been so much.

She was a big part of my life.
She was the love of my life.
I would never love anyone like that again.

So much of her was me.

I thought she was my soul mate.

We let go of all of it.

There is a feeling of betrayal.

A feeling of disgust.

A jealousy that takes over.
I'd never look at her the same again.

Everything she ever did from that day on
would always make me suspicious.

Jealousy would rule me.
Jealousy should never rule anyone.

If you can't trust the people in your life,
friend or lover, you need to remove that
person from your life.

You have to remove that person out of your life.

Trust, is the only gift we can offer.
Friend, lover or stranger!

People can trust me.
My word is my bond.

I let her go,
 I really didn't have a choice

I would never be the same again.

She was gone.

She had left a note.

It said Sorry!

Sorry!

We both were.

Maurice Yvonne
11~30~2014
Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker
Contest Name: The Green-Eyed Monster

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ADIEU UNTIL I SEE YOU IN HEAVEN - EMOTIVE WRITE

I know your spirit is finally free 
when I scattered your ashes yesterday 
Cancer has taken you away from me 
solitude is now the price I must pay 

When I scattered your ashes yesterday 
I said adieu to the love of my life 
Solitude is now the price I must pay 
I’m now a widow, no longer a wife 

I said adieu to the love of my life 
I look to heaven and I question why 
I’m left a widow, no longer a wife 
as seagulls circle in bright azure sky 

I look to heaven and I question why 
cancer has taken you away from me 
As seagulls circle in bright azure sky 
I know your spirit is finally free 


New Poems Only Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet

16 lines, 10 syllables per line

FICTION POEM WRITTEN FOR CONTEST

4/12/18

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To the Poet who Broke my Heart

Yes, he broke my heart, but not the usual way
With tender words, he made my poor heart sway
Each chamber beamed with his adoring smile
That chased the demons, made my life worth while

He broke my heart….

My heart was callous, filled with dirt and grime
Its walls all hardened by betrayal’s crime
And there he was a blazing ray of light
That came into my heart and made things right

He broke my heart…

He bathed each wall with sympathizing tears
And made me feel the joy of youthful years
He made of me of a woman, blooming fair
Oh how he glorified my raven hair

He broke my heart….

He broke down each defense that I set up
And gave parched lips a drink from lover’s cup
He loved my body, and adored my mind
And vowed my beauty was the rarest kind

He broke my heart….

He broke my heart, he broke my every care
He broke the chains that had me in despair
He broke my silence, and he made me sing
He broke my crutch and gave me angel wing

He broke my heart…

And in the breaking, love gushed out from me
In deluge of romance and constancy
Renewed, refreshed, revived from broken dreams
He broke my heart and bathed it in his streams

He broke my heart….

Eileen Manassian

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Healing a Broken Heart

 
The bleeding sunset lingers on her mind
as night approaches and the sky goes dark.
Her soul is restless; how it craves to find
some words of comfort which could leave their mark,

erasing heartache etched in grooves of tears
on ice-cold marble where lost dreams now dwell,
relief imploring from the grasp of fear,
the twilight shadows full of doubts dispel.

The wind is conscious of her thoughts distraught;  
it whispers softly, plays with her long hair,
diverts attention, brings her grief to naught...
A damsel’s heart fragmented he can’t bear.

Dense clouds are drifting and the moon slips by;
the joy of healing it will not deny.

--------------------------------------------------

An English Sonnet for Brian Strand's Contest.

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She by the Sea

I see the pain
Reflected via turquoise blue
Of the oceans hue
She stares out into the oceans depth
Lost
Her lover dead under the sea
The waves have made her destiny

I stare at her
From a hill above the shore
Her pain cripples me such
That I can not move

How can I love this woman so
The small of her back
Invites me to hold her
Caress her tears into the sea

The salt water offers comfort
Massaging her feet
The sun glitters with hopeful endeavors
That neither of us feels at all

I am in love with this woman
Since a wee child long ago
Her pain is my pain
Yet my guilt I carry alone

Tomorrow
We both will stand hand in hand
To bury her husband
My brother

As I keep secret my love and desire
Only wishing her sadness to ebb
Into the sea that took hold of part of me
My brother I loved and honored

So on the hill above the shore
I stare at the woman I always adored
Oh brother forgive me my thoughts
As I wish to comfort your lovers broken heart

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Loss of More - FEELINGS contest

Loss of more

Not only did I lose you, but more,
my life’s being to fulfil awareness,
in years to come with further to adore,
as reflections of your beauty’s fairness.
Like a quartet’s melodious accord,
wanting was the togetherness of four,
a dream to beseech love’s greatest reward;
continuation of life’s chain restore.
Ornaments of beauty to give life worth,
new flowers to blossom as future holds,
in the dreams of tenderness, love’s rebirth;
but alas once more the heartache unfolds.

For a brittle heart agony befall,
in an outcast state, loss of more than all.


T.J Grén

For contest: JP Contest 5 FEELINGS
Sponsor: Jamie Pan

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One Stone - Unknown

you May-
think me odd    perhaps strange 
peculiar and off the wall-
but I
like to wander cemeteries

among    rows       on rows

I love the tranquility
there is a peace    like no other
where hidden birds sing melodies
and little creatures scurry
and time    stands still 

and I like to read inscriptions
on tombstones in the dappled sun
    or rain wet or snow covered
        gravestones monolith
            flagstones flat and small
                all the RIP inscriptions

among   rows    on rows

the relic stones     I do adore
those traces
of family history
faded now and obscure
covered in moss    some toppled over
I have to get close to read
    and even then it is a mystery

on a bright sunny day
camera in hand    journal ready
      my mind at peace
I noted    one stone    inscription
reading  U N K N O W N
this of all the stones    this broke my heart

among   rows    on rows

no name     no date     no record
no flowers ever I am sure
  no memorial of any kind
     a homeless man, perhaps
        or woman, maybe
              a baby unwanted     so sad

of all     the commemorative slabs
   the huge monuments with many names
with    beautiful words engraved
  of remembrance    with dates and names    

this unknown stone has broken my heart . . . 

____________________________
November 9, 2017


Poetry/Free Verse/One Stone-Unknown
Copyright Protected, ID 17-9597-09-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written Under Pseudonym.


Written for the contest, Two Word Challenge
sponsor, John Lawless


Second Place

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For Sale

My Heart
Used
Still beats

My Heart
Low mileage
Over rocky roads

My heart
In vaulted box
Shipping included


No strings attached

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Bastille 2016

Bastille


Many years ago
They stormed the Bastille
Two hundred and one lost their lives
The tennis court oath however survived

Jacques had his heart with the masses
Necker could not be dismissed so easily
The storming of the Bastille was to be
The birth of a nation for all men free

And free men they were
Running naked through the streets
What they lacked in cake
The made up with in red wine

The Republique was born
A democracy in infancy
Would grow through trials and tribulations
To become a multicultural great nation

Lone angry men filled with such hate
I welcome you to Bastilles’ gate
Of medieval prisons long ago
It is there, you I shall throw

You kill in the name of a God
A God you do not know
Love has escaped from your very soul
Only hate tarnishes your bitter heart

The ghosts of Bastille are mocking
The coward who is filled with such animosity
There never shall be an escape
The soul of the dead shall eternally taunt you

A criminal with no compassion
You have only given us our determination
To battle for the peace of this great nation
You bring us tears; alas we shall turn them to wine

Naked through the streets we shall always dance!

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I Forgive You

     You lost my life.
     Sharp as a knife...
     You lost a lot of things.
     Your memory in my heart
     Still sings...

Today I gave you my secrets,
All of them, the ones from Egypt,
And those from Europe, slow motion
Swimming away across the Ocean.
I whispered in your ear
All you didn't want to hear.
    
     And...
     I forgive you,
     I forgive you.

The secrets of the life stolen
While you screech, eyes swollen
With tears of loss.
Both of us kneeling on moss;
I am not cruel, only want your love,
That one word you get so sick of.

     But...
     I will always forgive you,
     I will always forgive you.

Buried so deep inside,
Almost a stone I tried to hide.
I'll always be that seeking child
That wants to be reconciled.

     I lost you before I was born.
     Before I even opened my eyes

          I was forlorn.





***

April 8, 2017 
N/A in contest: Open Poetry Contest 2
Sponsored by: Charlotte Jade Puddifoot

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Speck

People walk in and out, 
Through me, it seems,
My presence barely sensed.
I coil around the pain,
And recoiling I make my way out, 
Heaving relief into the dark.
Around me, night crawls about like a baby, 
The moon, with arms outstretched, 
Cradles me gently, lovingly.
And feeling a large crack in the universe
I am swallowed whole
And taken home.

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Unrequited Love

Wandering my maze of memories
In search of yesteryear
The spark she struck within my heart
Still burns in spite of tears
Hand in hand we walked the halls
Young love boldly displayed
The classes we shared
The moments we snared
Our two hearts swept away
That Saturday picnic in the spring
'Neath the canopy of juniper trees
Our first forbidden lovers' touch
No other eyes could see
Innocence lost in a tender embrace
For us there was no doubt
Time stood still the fire burned hot
The breeze could not put out
It must have angered the powers that be
Our love was unrequited
A storm blew in the rain put out
The flame which we'd ignited
Our love was blind
Fate was unkind
A love not meant to be
That memory branded in my mind
How cruel love was to me


    an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner

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Imbedded in pages

I picked up my tube of super glue
In hopes of piecing together
Sad lonely broken you
As I sifted through the bits
I wasn't sure what to do
Although there were many pieces
I was missing quite a few

Looking back to yesterday 
tomorrow now and then
I Kept searching and searching
over and over again
To find the missing pieces
I looked to your pen
More than twenty-two missing
or perhaps less than ten

Imbedded in the paper
those pieces I sought
The lessons you had learned
and the pain they had brought
All your moments revealed
They came together in thought
I heard paper like screaming
cutting through me like a shot

The glue I was holding
Dissolved slowly like sand
so I gathered up your heart
and held it in my hand
My tears fell amongst the pieces
in a way I didn't  understand
Your heart became too hot to handle
So I placed it on the land

Lifting heart up from the ground
You placed it slowly in your chest
All those bits that truly formed you
came together and we were blessed
Hidden answers you chose to scribe
where always meant to be a test
Revealing what we all are missing
those parts of us that go unconfessed

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The Flight of Tempest Reigned

Upon a glorious night
A burning fire lit upon my unrented spine
Deafened by fleeting sight
I flee the home that never was quite mine

Crushed in garish fight
Within the corridor I dare to flee
Blinded by his might
While all the sad spirits return to me

Oh Tempest, you blow in me hope
Of sorrow more true than any other light
Oh Tempest that guides my departed
To your soul so bright
Rejoining each of us—the broken-hearted 

Upon that vaporous eve
Enclosed in bond beyond mortal grief
Lost to the foggy reef
The fog that so lingers in these glistening eyes
That vapor drew me near
Bedazzling more than the moonlit mirror
To where I see him fly
Twas a heart-reaching place I always fear

Oh Tempest, you blow in me hope
Of sorrow more true than any other light
Oh Tempest that guides my departed
To your soul so bright
Rejoining each of us—the broken-hearted 

Between the beat of my breast
A heart that beats only for him
He slumbers in the clouds
The clouds that pour my poignant prose
Beyond the darkened seas
The wind does carry the scent of his bequest
Within the folding of the storm I cease to rest

Oh Tempest, you blow in me hope
Of sorrow more true than any other light
Oh Tempest that guides my departed
To your soul so bright
Rejoining each of us—the broken-hearted 

To him my sorrows lay 
And fall into the arms of strangers' trembling spine
As light and pain fall gray
Twas there they grayed and blended with the rain
Twas there they grayed and blended with the rain
Twas there they grayed and blended with the rain

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We Walked The Night Sands, Moon Shining Down

We Walked The Night Sands, Moon Shining Down

Walking the white sands by the windy sea
Lost in my deep thoughts of love, you and me
Nights in private, locked in long held embrace
In hearts glow, our most cherished hidden place

I walked flowing hills, where we once danced
Waded flowering meadows, where we romanced
Sun and blue sky both reminded me of you
If only, once again blessed, we could do

We journeyed into Nature and love's bliss
O' how that time, I now so sorely miss
We lost our way, coming storm tore us apart
I could not forgive, when you broke my heart

We walked the night sands, moon shining down
I still see you, in your white flowing gown

R.J. Lindley
June 11th, 1975

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EVERYTHING FOR YOU

I've arrived..
Fancy cars, the stage and lights
Thousands at concerts every night 
Girls swoon and scream my name
Giving autographs, growing fame
I survived.. Now I've arrived 
And I have everything..
Everything but you

So many love my music
They dance and party to the beat
Memorize the lyrics, get up on their feet
Yeah, I can woo the feminine masses 
These boys, I could give them classes
I survived.. Now I've arrived 
And I have everything..
Everything but you

I'm singing a familiar love song 
These girls wish the words were true
They close their eyes and dream of me
I close mine.. and dream of you.
All I see is you!

Girl, I'd trade everything
Everything for you

Oh, I'd trade everything
Wish I could trade everything
Trade everything..
Everything for you

~Lyric Man

Note: This is a write about a guy who has it all, except the one thing he really wants and needs. Everyone thinks they'd like to be in his shoes and he's thinking, he'd like to be barefoot with the girl he can't have. Why he can't have her is purposely up for Interpretation. The write is based on a friend's reality!

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This too shall pass

Sometimes I feel this urge
When my thoughts and feelings merge
The depth of the pain is inexplicable
I try to bring all my worries to the table
Each and every layer I unwrap
But I can find no way out of this trap
I think it’s going to always be there
I just have to learn to not care
Life is going to bring you  lots of ups and downs
After each storm learn to straighten your crown
Don’t let anything destroy your mental peace
“This too shall pass” ,  and your troubles shall cease.
Name of Poet (Optional) : Positive Soul

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A SLave's Cry

Stranded in this place
I cannot recognize
Abandoned and lonely
No one hears my cries
AS i walk through this wasteland
Of wilderness and desolation
I am consumed with anguish
I walk this road with hesitation
On every turn that i come upon
The is more pain than at the last turn
Agony and torment spews from my pores
With every step i take more pain i earn
Until i am enveloped with grief
Buried alive on my feet
Dirt in my eyes,nose,mouth,and lungs
I throw up my flag of defeat
Each painful blow leaves behind a deep gash
That is constantly reopened never able to heal
Infection has now set into my heart
Slashes and scars on my body reveals the detail
Of the despair embedded deep in my soul
That tells a tale of a soul so lost
A soul wandering through this wilderness
A tale of what being born black cost

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I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help

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9 11

                                    
                                                               
                             America the Free  ~             America the Brave ~
                           Freedom with price              Capitalism attacked
                            the many taken                   hearts broken still
                              one World                           try to rebuild
                            sadness and tears               fall hard with fears  
                            guilt by association             many accused still
                             souls evaporated                shattered dreams 
                            tears fall on innocence          left with anger 
                             The proud fearless             knew the inevitable
                              policeman fireman             many lives lost
                            grieving does not stop           12 years later    
                               New York city once          proud  & shameless 
                             refusing to let fears in          protecting ours 
                                left in shock still              question's unanswered                    
                               nothing learned                     nothing gained  
                                ready to attack                   many left behind
                              anger greets denial              anger meets rage 
                               unacceptable still                 refusing new love 
                            wanting days to rewind           let us go back in time 
                              acceptance  allowing           the victims leave in peace
                              the brave taken young           leaving us sadly old
                               haunting dreams                     lost spirits dwell
                               no answers to hate            never forgetting that day
                               Evil entered suddenly              unforgiving fate
                                entering our City                we stand with the fallen
                                 How to fix                            how do we Change 




           
            This can be read many different ways ~ This is a poem I am so proud to write ~

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Paranoid love

Tell me that this fear is just paranoia in my mind, 
we're not straining, we're not struggling, 
we're not sinking, we're just fine. 
I'm not perfect my dearest, but damn have I tried, 
and I'll try harder but I know I'll have the same results every time. 
Do you want me all the ways that I am? 
With all the struggles and the tears and the clinging to your hand. 
I fear your getting further and Im left on the shore to stand, 
watching you in the distance with a bullet in my hand. 
Tell me all this worry, its just clutter in my mind, 
tell me not to worry that we're doing just fine. 
Cause Im scared to run you off and I feel Im falling deep. 
And Im so frightened of these thoughts that its getting hard to sleep.
All I know is that the heart wants what it desires, 
because of you the match inside has turned into a fire. 
And I feel the broken glass thats sticking from my skin, 
Wondering if you'll remove the pain or push it back in. 
My hearts frantic wondering if you feel the same, 
pleading and begging for more than just a saying, 
but to feel and to see that im not alone, 
with being in this love thats overwhelming. 
Once I told you that we didnt have a spark, 
but you were lighting up and I was sitting in the dark. 
And this fire, this blaze its wrapped in desire. 
Im terrified to lose you, I think I might die or, 
maybe disappear from all the pieces falling out, 
im going crazy but when i open my mouth, nothing comes out, 
and I cant explain to you why I just need to hold you close, 
why every time you leave Im scared to let you go, 
why these tears are building up behind my eyes, 
all I know is that the heart wants what it desires 
and it desires to be your wife. 
So tell me in my panic, that your words are true, 
tell my my dearest what I mean to you, 
tell me that this paranoia is all within my mind 
we're not struggling, we're not sinking tell me we're just fine

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Now and Then

Now And Then

My heart still thinks about you – Now and Then --
My arms still want to hold you – Now and Then –
And, even though I know you’re gone,
Your mem’ry just keeps hanging on
And I still think about you – Now and Then.

My friends all ask about you – Now and Then.
I tell them I still see you – Now and Then.
 Though you have someone to take my place,
When I close my eyes I see your face –
And your mem’ries, they still haunt me – Now and Then.
 
My heart keeps on rememb’ring
How much I loved you so –
And though I know it’s over –
My heart just won’t let go.

And, when I think about you – Now and Then.
 I always see a love that should have been.
My life will never be the same
‘Cause I’m always haunted by your name –
Each time I think about you – Now and Then.
Yes, I still think about you, Now and Then.

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Simply time to go, a little brother's lamentation

Too hard for me to say goodbye
For all apparent reasons why
Even though we all know it must be
Each heart will someday stop the beat
When the rhythm of life, and silence, finally meet
.
Yet I always seem so surprised 
To find that death is part of life 
Knowing that regret, will now haunt my every rhyme 
The specter called "if only", will inhabit every line.
Wish I could arbitrate a deal to have gained a little time
Just one more talk with Sissy, to ease my guilty mind. 
.
And the sun now sets on my regrets
I gamble on time and lose each bet
Thinking I'll move on and yet, 
here I set . . .
Wishing for one more time 
One more pun
One more smile 
That will never come 
.
If I could just recall the things you said that mattered to you most.
Memories un memorized
That now I'll never know
Years of conversation when I didn't pay attention
Times I should have said I love you 
And somehow failed to mention
.
Then when you tried to tell me you felt your time was drawing near
Your selfish little brother pretended not to hear.
Even when you did your best,  and tried to let me know
You'd made your peace and you were ready, and that for you . . . 
It was simply time to go

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VietGodnam

VietGodnam

The red white and blue
Not always right, but always true
Men of valor
Men of the draft
Men of the poor
Men who spilled their blood for country

Those who died
Those who lived
Those who live inside their nightmares
I humbly thank you

It is I who must walk in shame
That we did not play our role
Supporting our nations heroes
Supporting those who deserve the most

Now years later wisdoms become the truth
As Vietcong and War Vets, hold hands
Drinking tea and sharing peace
Ask any soldier, for what value he would fight the most
He will tell you very clearly
I will fight, to end all wars

He who has fought
Knows that the battlefield leaves no winner
Only orphans to roam the streets