Best Look Over Your Shoulder Poems
God took back his Angel
My Angel is gone, because God called her home.
Everyday I try to understand that he needed you
It was his will, his way, his plan...
" he will do more for her than I can"
God got my Angel, before I could say... Goodbye
And although I sit and cry
I feel her holding my hand
Saying Nikki it's gonna be Aight
I am on my hands and knees begging for her to speak to me
Just whisper me something
I need your guidance
for I know not what to do, I feel naked without you
Holding on to a prayer and a dash of faith
I shall not complain,
in your absence, for I know that you are near.
The memories of you won't fill the void in my heart
but my eyes full of tears
I dreamed of Angels last night
but none of them were you
Beautiful, and flawless to be exact!
They each had a message for me
When you feel lost and scared... look over your shoulder
When your heart is broken and alone...look deep inside
When you cant see whats in front of you...look to your right
When your tired and confused... look to the sky
Reach out your hand
Then a voice said,
" I will hold you, he will heal you, and we will help you...
as you walk your way through life."
I woke up with a smile
Because I realize
God took back his ANGEL to watch over you and I.
In loving Memory of my bestfriend...I love you Jess
Miss you ...live fabulous in the sky!!! ??
The clock on the wall doesn’t chime anymore,
But its dust dances long into the night.
No-one stares at the hands of time more than once,
And lives to tell the tale.
I saw a reflection in the mirror
But the face looking back wasn’t mine.
I tried to search for the answer
But it was another place and another time.
There are too many holes in my memory
Like Swiss cheese melting in the midday sun.
My life is forever spiralling out of control
Like a tangled piece of string.
You can find one end opening up to you
The other closed like a coiled spring.
I found myself at the crossroads
Looking for a path that no one has been before.
I’ve collected footsteps before dawn
And searched for a million rainbow ends.
I’ve danced in the rain with strangers
Laughing at nothing funny at all.
Realised that even lonely people are never alone
Is it our destiny to rise and fall?
Stone hearts are two a penny
They rise and fall to the sound of silence.
Don’t look over your shoulder at the past
It can catch you faster than you will know.
I thought I saw your face in a window
But it must have been another time and place.
We might pass each other in a different lifetime,
Not giving a second glance to each other.
The mirror falls silently from the wall
Never to reveal its true reflection.
It is like climbing up the wall and jumping off
And forever falling into the void.
You must wake up before you hit the ground
Or be forever in another time and place.
sit there, arms folded about your knees
sit there and sulk
and still you are beautiful even when your mood
settles on your face like bad makeup
your glances dance with the fire of your anger
and your tongue spews threats and accusations
but your beauty shields me from all harm
and i find wonder even in your wrath
cry. . . . blackmail me with tears knowing my heart
is your ransom already paid
advertise your disappointment with a trembling lip
and sniff your sadness with jerky breaths
you will soon want refuge in my arms
and rest your head on my shoulder asking for promises
then there will be crumpled sheets and anguished gasps
as you lock me within your legs and lift your eyes to god
pout . . . . no offense is greater than one against you
you know you seduce with a look over your shoulder
you use your beauty as a weapon and you invade at will
if i refuse, countless hearts are waiting for you to happen in
come, let us pretend again that all is well
and you can move upon me with clenched teeth
and whimper before you collapse upon my chest and lie about love
and i can believe it again and cherish a hope about someday
When everything and everyone repel from you
Because of the evil you emanate,
Your hushed shadow always stays with you-
It stays true like a son, or a loving dog,
right at your heels, never talking.
Speechless as a stick.
But beware
When that very Shadow starts stalking you
Since it has had enough of your evil stench
There is nowhere else to self conceal....
For you will Look over your shoulder
And it will still be there, there and there-
Like the eery ghost of the victim you gutted.
You will Shiver and thin and thin
As teeth quiver and rattle in a blink
While that Shadow will but rub its nebulous hands
and grin, grin, grin,
And with cold-eyes, whisper-
"Till death do us part, buddy,
I shall Haunt you to death."
Start off in first, go as far as you can
The engine starts to shake and roar
You got to shift to second, smooth it out,
It is really hard to ignore.
Second gear will take you farther along
You feel a little wind in your face
Pretty soon the engine will let you know
Shift to third to stay in the race
Now you are really humming right along
And everything feels like it should
But you feel that maybe you could do more
To make it go smooth like it could
Ease It into fourth, feel all the power
It‘s not unlike your faith in him
Each step you take, the farther you can go
The world in the mirror grows dim
But that’s not all it takes, so listen up
You will have to maintain your ride
You get your gas from the good book
Keep the trash from being inside.
And change your oil, when it is thin and low
And put a good clean filter in
Don’t get it from an earthly type man
Because you know where it has been
Kick the tires, make sure they don’t feel low
‘Cause the road is narrow and straight
We do not want to run right off the road
And take a chance in missing the gate
Set up straight, put your seat belt in place
You do not want to get pulled over
do things by using the golden rule
and you won’t have to look over your shoulder
If you want to have some company along
It’s probably a really good thing
Jesus will come, well he does rule the road
And after all, he is the King
Patrick Lorenz 2-13 3: am
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A Gemini quest
My bringer of cold droughts
And naughty new breathes.
Damn me please
This is my disease
Look away shy and blind
Pretend a history so kind
That all sin is invisible
But mix your poisons
Drown the signs
Cover the blemish
It’s all in your mind.
Look over your shoulder
Spin around it’s the same
Rock-n-roll spinners
Hiding their shame.
But spinners are flashy
Shine style and sleek
But under the covers,
Cowards and meek.
How To Look Busy at Work
By Elton Camp
When quitting time is still an hour away
If you don’t want to work any more that day
There’s a neat little trick I learned long ago
That lets you goof off but nobody will know
Just walk around, occasionally stop and stand
Be certain you have a clipboard in your hand
Then rove your eyes through the office all around
Stop to write while you shake your head & frown
Nobody will question an activity that’s so grim
Out of fear that you may be writing about them
What you’re doing, even your super won’t ask
He suspects his boss is gonna take him to task
Remember occasionally to put a new page on top
Attempts to look over your shoulder that’ll stop
They all suspect that, for the CEO, you’re a rat
So are afraid to make you mad because of that
When a colleague isn’t called in, that’s a relief
And that you were working increases his belief
Each will think that you did an excellent job
As you didn’t report him, but some other slob
I'm still here.
Don't let my age fool you,
The troopers said I caused the nation trouble...
Which nation ?
Just Scotland ?
Nae...
All those who run from the Truth that eats them inside.
The killing times continue...
Trying to bury the Way,
But they don't know it just becomes a seed
That grows without work
And thrives in opposition.
You can't hang the Life into the past
My head still thinks
My hands still work
Beyond the Edinburgh grass market
Beyond the Covenanters influence,
Look over your shoulder
I'm still here.
James Renwick, minister, hung at the Edinburgh grass market in 1688 for his faith, aged 26. When the troopers found him, they said "is this young man the one causing the nation so much trouble" ?. They were called "the killing times" in Scotland. They cut off his head and hands and put them on the gates of the city. He is still here.
Love all and trust few a Wiseman quoted
Only the strong and smart will take note
For that saying will strengthen what was wrote
And not be casted aside by others vote
It's like whisper to beware of cut throat
Keep your friends close but keep your enemy closer
That way you won't always have to look over your shoulder
Its like the saying goes block what you build with bolder
And encrypt what's important in folder
Speech is silver especially when spoken with a fork tongue
Saying what you please just because you are young
Would only make you look dumb
I`ll be Watching You
I`ll be watching you.
Look over your shoulder and watch where you go.
Don`t talk to people you don`t know.
Make no mistake, you've done real wrong.
It might not be today, but it won`t be long.
I`ll be watching you.
I don`t know the time.
Or even the place.
Don`t even know if it will be a familiar face.
But, there will be a time.
And there will be a place.
You days have numbers, you're such a disgrace.
I`ll be watching you.
Oh, I`m sure you know why.
But you`ll never know when or where.
So, I hope that you think about this over and over again.
There`s only one way to make this all end.
I`ll be watching you.
You know you are wrong.
Beyond any doubt.
You've wasted the time to work all this out.
So keep this all fresh in your unburdened mind.
It won`t get swept far behind.
I`ll be watching you.
Does your conscious keep you up at night?
Thinking of all you have not done right.
I guess that may be if you even gave a damn.
Things you have done in your present and past.
Will be remembered till your day last.
That noise, what`s that?
And who is that over there?
That`s right, take heed, you best beware.
I`ll be watching you.......
From Anywhere.
I cherish my freedom
Hard earned though it was
Through the abolitionist railway
And those who supported the cause
An African slave,
though free upon birth
I was sold as a slave
And was now bound to the earth
Run for the caves boy
Run for the caves
Run for your freedom
Or die here a slave
Run for the caves boy
Run for the caves
Run for your freedom
Or die here a slave
Late in the dark
I heard of the routes
To the new land of freedom
I was resolute
I would run for my life
Leave my family behind
I would run for the caves
And the new life I'd find
Bound to plantation
I was just something to trade
I would run for my freedom
The decision was made
From South Carolina
I'd head to the coast
I'd run for my freedom
I'd then be a ghost
Follow the signs
That was all that I heard
They know you are coming
Just remember the word
Stray from the darkness
A dead slave you will be
With the last thought you'll have
That you'll never die free
Boats on the seacoast
Up to Salem they sail
Look for the sign
And remember the trail
Make for the caves
They'll find you where
The water is highest
They'll come get you there
From there up to Salem
And one more step to go
Stick with the railroad
The way that they know
Make way when the moon
Is down low in the sky
If you're found in the meantime
It's a fact you will die
Freedom is costly
But, it is within reach
Make for the caves
At the north end of the beach
From New England go on
to the north or the west
Both spell out freedom
The end of your quest
Don't look over your shoulder
just follow the signs
They know you are coming
stay deep in the pines
Remember all those
Who have made Freeman Cave
Follow their symbols
And don't die a slave
There are people who will
Help you free from the strife
But, for now find the caves
And son, run for your life....
Run for the caves boy
Run for the caves
Run for your freedom
Or die here a slave
Run for the caves boy
Run for the caves
Run for your freedom
Or die here a slave
Darkness...
The cold emptiness
the chilling feeling of...
alone
Look over your shoulder
no one is there...
lonely
Wanting a feeling
of something...
love
Left all alone
searching for more...
acceptance
Lost in your own life
needing something dear...
redemption
Not knowing what to do
always lost in your...
darkness.
I was Eurydice and you were my Orpheus,
But you never cared to look over your shoulder.
You fastened your pace and I failed to follow,
Left in a land even darker and colder.
No music, no colors, no hope, no you,
I tried to scream but my lips were on fire.
So I swallowed the flames and called out your name.
I was a muse with no one to inspire.
So I drowned in thick silence,
On my bruised lips just one name.
For I was still Eurydice,
But my Orpheus never came.
Look left to my sorrow
Full of blood and tears
Full of sweat and pain
Nothing is ever clear
Look right and see my fury
My hatred towards my opponents
Look behind and see my apathy
Filled to the brim of lack of emotion
Take a few steps forward
See the angel's blood stains
Beside the torn wings stands a demon
Picking at the body's remains
Continue down the path
Covered by the dark cloak
Not a star in the sky
Only more fog and smoke
Look over your shoulder
And see the field of hate
Come to a fork in the road
Just continue going straight
Continue your journey
As you hear the raven cry
Feel fear itself
As you look into the sky
You continue to walk forward
You cannot scream or yell
You only see the final sign
It reads, "Welcome to hell"
it's night
look over your shoulder
look at the past day's toil
what do you have to show for your sweat your
tears?
if every droplet of sweat
every tear
was shed for something
for someone,
it could even be yourself,
then drift away to a restful slumber and
dream