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Lifesong

Lifesong
 
This is my song.
 It strums the notes
 that are rooted
 within my being
 These cords
 filled with love
 surround me
 carried on wings
 to the heavens
 swirling about
 to engulf
 those around me

 The melody
 plays soft
 in the valley low
 and echo loudly
 the joys
 of mountains climbed
 Overflowing
 my song
 springs forth
 branching out
 its welcome
 to those I adore.

A Songs Creation

A Songs Creation

Lives compassion, is shown to us in favor
Granting us with time and moments to savor,
Gifting us this occasion, but only for so long,
Only once will you be able to sing your song,
So choose your notes in the right key,
Ones for you, they are not for me,
 Select lyrics suited with exceptional merit,
For they will define the character of your spirit,
Find your chords within zealous endeavors,
So they may stay with you in the forevers,
Play your melody in tempo with your soul,
So when you sing your song you will always feel whole,
For everyone, sing your song each day, with heartfelt elation, 
So all may hear the celebration,
Of a life that is a songs creation.

Another Round

what to do what to say

nothing seems to go my way

i feel lost and confused but what can i do

should i cry? should i hide? or pretend nothing is wrong?

i hate listening to the same song that you sing

because after the millionth time it doesn't mean a thing

i shouted! i screamed! but what does that mean to you?

nothing. because YOU didn't hear me

you only care about what you say

everything else just vanishes away

like me. what should i do?

I'm going to forget you like how you forgotten me?

I've tried my whole life to forget you

to act like YOU never meant anything to me!

but every time you sung that song i was hooked again and again

to once again play the addicting game of pretend

but i can no longer hide the pain

its burying me alive with each fallen tear

tired of that song that you sing so dear

but i know after saying this to you

tomorrow it will just be a another round of what to do...


The Yearning

I yearn for truth in the deep 
recess of my soul,
for truth is a song celebrating life,
and life is the composition of all things.

I yearn for knowledge,
for without knowledge truth would
not be, and error would not be know,
for error is a song out of tune.

I yearn for wisdom,
for wisdom is a child in humble
access of truth,
having knowledge of error to correct
the unsung.

I yearn for peace,
peace is a free bird flying in
the open sky,
a joy to behold in perilous night
caressing the wind of time.

Premium Member I Can Hear the Bells

I can hear the bells 

From across the town 

Just to hear them ring 

Can make my heart swell 


The sound comes to me 

On the warm desert air 

A sound unmistakable 

A joyful melody 


I can hear the bells 


Oh to be right there 

Near the church when they play 

To watch the people stop 

As if the sound were so rare 


It seeps inside of you 

You can feel each tone 

In a special caress 

One that you never knew 


I can hear the bells 


For the newlyweds 

The bells peal the wedding song 

To announce to one and all 

That they have made a pledge 


But when a soul has passed 

The bells seem to weep 

They sing out their grief 

With their ambiance 


I can hear the bells 


There are two special times 

When the bells outdo themselves 

One to ring in His birth 

One to herald that He rose 


There will come a day 

When the bells will cry for me 

A sad and lonely song they’ll send 

Over the town and valley 


Will you hear the bells

Poet Vs Rapper

I have two sides to my ability much wickegery,

Sometimes i be on deep space nine with unlimited imagery,

My mentality is too far gone you cant catch it,

Im a poet and a rapper combined my mind wont let me forget it,

Sometimes i start off in a song format and i resist it,

I want the poet to supercede my thoughts cause thats the ticket,

I love to write a song and a poem i love to do them both,

In a Poem you can walk through my life its me and you up close,

 Its all poetry though whats different is how you deliver,

Its like a fight between what fake (hiphop) and whats real (poetry) i need a mind sitter,

Its a everyday struggle with words i need to decide,

Which of the 2 thought processes im gonna run with and take that ride.


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