Best If Wishes Were Horses Beggars Would Ride Poems
Believe in God's Heaven, your wishes will soar,
to be heard by family inside heaven's door.
Tell grandpa and grandma, my daughter, your son
of raising your children in the Florida sun.
The Great Spirit will listen, to the words that you speak
and judge from your heart, if your spirit is weak.
He will fill heart and spirit to carry the fight,
through the darkness ahead, trust in the light
For peace in the darkness, speak with your friends,
know wisdom and guidance, will be what he sends
Not fearing the darkness, enter it strong
praying his answer will come with a song.
Your wishes will soar to the heavens above,
through family and friends about the one that you love.
I'm not a prophet, seer or fool,
just a man who lives by this earthly rule .
Children are treasures, as I speak to the sky
that they should enjoy life, long after I die.
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
When prayers are answered, your children will thrive.
For "Compose A Prayer" contest
This syndrome they call Hurlers, version MPS-1
I write to advise, alert all and to inform everyone
Their prayers are needed for the future of earth
Arrogance and greed must replace them with mirth
Believe in God's Heaven, your wishes will soar,
to be heard by family inside heaven's door.
Tell grandpa and grandma, my daughter, your son
of raising your children in the Florida sun.
The Great Spirit will listen, to the words that you speak
and judge from your heart, if your spirit is weak.
He will fill heart and spirit to carry the fight,
through the darkness ahead, trust in the light
For peace in the darkness, speak with your friends,
know wisdom and guidance, will be what he sends
Not fearing the darkness, enter it strong
praying his answer will come with a song.
Your wishes will soar to the heavens above,
through family and friends about the one that you love.
I'm not a prophet, seer or fool,
just a man who lives by this earthly rule .
Children are treasures, as I speak to the sky
that they should enjoy life, long after I die.
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
When prayers are answered, your children will thrive.
Someone Said
If wishes were horses beggars would ride.
You told me this when I was a child in
Need of some want.
A desire never shared with a
Friend
I’m not sure what you meant. Your meaning went
Sailing with the horse riding beggars.
Right now I feel as though I’m riding
Behind them.
Like a lost child trapped in
A grown-up body, unsure of what
Bridge was crossed or
Over what
Troubled past the
Water raged.
I cannot relinquish my fear,
Will my past to be different,
Ease the confusion of the scars
Your words left on my
Mind.
John G. Lawless
2/27/2014
//written for a “word acrostic” poem contest, Poetrysoup//
Into the sunset we’ll ride
And we’ll see how much you’ve grown
By the last words you choose to leave behind
We can pretend that heaven denied you
because you found your own path
We can pretend that we all don’t know what’s really going on there
A novel of lies,
Read it and weep
Read it and weep
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride
And it’s easier to rule with silence than to silence the ruler
And it’s an easy ride into the sunset when all your bridges are still intact
And it’s much harder to see the ashes of hell with your head in the clouds
But it’s so unsurprising to see you comforting yourself with a novel of lies
You know that if wishes were horses, beggars would ride
Standing there like a lemon
Thoughts too sour to protect your tower of porcelain
Such sweet irony to know you’re crumbling under that mask
A scroll full of ink of your behaviors that could be their own disorders
Read it and weep
Read it and weep until you crack
Wouldn’t it be nice if we all had genies in our pockets
Karma in a bottle, you gotta harness it the right way
It’s unsurprising you choose spite
Over learning about yourself
A nobel prize winner of carefully woven lies
But you know if wishes were horses, beggars would ride
Into the sunset, away from the burning ashes of your obvious end of the line
It all started the moment I came out of my mother's womb
I did things without overthinking it
I lived like it was my last day on earth
Always took a leap of faith.
But now, I don't know what it is I'm suffering from
But I think it's OCD and anxiety
No as a matter of fact I know it is
I can't do something without overthinking and taking leaps of faith is impossible for me.
I'm too young to be stressing so much
I'm too young to have have a blood pressure equivalent to that of a 60 year old
I just want a good life
One without stress and anxiety
Sometimes I lie on my bed in the dark
Facing the ceiling and tears of sadness fall
Sometimes I wish the floor could just open up and swallow me
Sometimes I wish I could be a baby forever
After wishing I always say one thing to myself
"If wishes were horses, beggars would ride on"
Then I move on with life
Fake a smile, fake happiness and moooovve
IT IS WHAT IT IS.
I want to see your eyes
I want to know what it's like to hold your hands
I want to see the wrinkles around your eyes
I want to kiss your temples
I want to know what it's like to run my hands through your hair
I want you to lay your head on my shoulder
I want you to lay your head in my lap
I want to gently stroke your hair and give you peace
I know your heart is troubled and I want to give your heart a slowing, gentle peace
I want to hear your laughter and I want you to hear mine
I want us to be given 30 years of joy and play
Getting to know each other silly and gently and fondly
closely
a bed sheets kind of love.
Where are you?
I want us to have all the time in the world just to get to know each other
Hi, I already know that I love you
I know you wear boxers and I know how you laugh
I know you're never on time and you only pay your bills when you feel like it
I know that I love you, which is most unfortunate since I don't think I may ever get to really know you
You should know
I think I already really love you
If only I could ever be given a chance
You think you are dying
I think we should just change that
I want a lifetime with you
" If wishes were horses, beggars would ride"
We are neither horses nor beggars and I think we should ride
"If wishes were horses, beggars would ride"---
if wishes were stars-- how grand and how wide
if wishes were Truth, the Bible would guide ---
if wishes were prayers, then God would decide
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The "W" Word Poetry Contest-- by Constance La France!
The initial quote is from an old-fashioned nursery rhyme