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Tell Me

Tell me it’s all in my head and the world’s not falling apart
Tell me this pain will go away that plagues my beating heart
Tell me the constant rain is necessary for life
Tell me this existence is worth the suffering and strife
Tell me to keep my chin up and look to the bright side
Tell me all the clichés that give false hope and misguide
Tell me there will be better days and wonderful nights
Tell me not to jump because I’m terrified of heights
Tell me you’ll always be there for me no matter what
Tell me any lies to try and get me out of this rut
Tell me this is all too much and you need some time to think
Tell me not to worry as you leave with a wink 
Tell me you were wrong not everything turns out okay
Tell me you’re not sure if I will ever find my way
Tell me anything you want as long as it’s true
Tell me this is something I will never get through
Tell me I’m the only cause of all of my despair
Tell me my way of breathing will never get me enough air
Tell me it’s all over there is no hope for me
Tell me that darkness is all I’ll ever see
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Premium Member Triumphant Existence Everyday

Everyday reigns as sure blessing from God
commencing on a gracious great Sunday
joyously filled by worship-praises' nod.

Faith greets “good morning” that hails glad Monday
along the Lord’s wondrous mercy and might
extending to uphold hectic Tuesday.

Wednesday does glow through Christ’s radiant light
while Thursday is fruitful by His bounty
to share willingly around bliss’ delight.

Friday’s culminating activity
exalts well the Saviour’s omnipotence
completing Saturday chores so plenty.

Midst the Creator’s loving persistence
everyday is triumphant* existence.

*Psalm 92:4 For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

April 22, 2019
10th	 place, "Anything You Want - New Poems Only" Poetry Writing 
Premiere Contest; Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke; judged on 4/23/2022.

Premium Member You Are Only Responsible For What He Gave

Do you have everything?
Would we ever have everything?
What is everything?
Does everything mean anything you want?
Or everything means everything includes what we don't want
Before you ask for everything
Think of what you don't want
Does God know what we don't want
or do we have to tell Him?
Does God know that everything includes what we want 
and not what we don't want?
Do we have to tell Him?
I used to tell Him a lot 
asking for what I want
until one day I asked for everything
Since that day I found that
anytime I want something
I usually get it
Is it always?
I'd like to think so
But it's always the case - so far
I don't want to be haughty and puffed up
But I believe God will give you what you want
if you ask Him
Be smart about what you ask Him
Follow your spirit
He puts it there for a reason
To serve you
What do you really want?
Or think that you want
There is a difference
The bottom line is 
If it is what you really want
then ask Him
You may be surprised that that is what He wants too
Anyhow your spirit is serving you
Use it
It can intercede for you 
when you don't know what to pray
It can muster groans, words that only He can know
It can go where you can't
In another word it can do wonder
Get in touch with that side of you
Get to know you
Anyway happy finding
That is all I'd say right now

Premium Member What's That Tune

Wabbly tune
Are you tuning in or are you tuning out?
churning in or churning out?
It depends, right?
Not
Not according to the Man
If He says yes, you can't say no
If He says mad
you can't be bad
Ahh I'm just kidding
You can be anything you want
Just be true
Whoop toop toop
Whobbably duff
Tuf tuf tuf
What am I singing?
Who knows?
But what I sing about?
Ahh that's easy
Him
All about Him
Don't believe me?
You too
When was the last time you have something?
Was it coming from you or from above?
You don't have anything my friend
It all come from Him
and for Him
You want to bet?

Violent Heartbeat

Violent heartbeat


Poets are sponges, we take it all inside.
We keep it for use later, safely in the back of our minds.
A memory, an image; a picture of a picture.
We are the student, the expert, the novice and the teacher.


This is all I have to give!  This and nothing more.
Nevermore shall I lead forward; stand alone and learn to crawl.
For I am but an infant, inside this land of experts;
I have nothing of importance to say,
Except, I love the way you use those words,
With a memory so clearly full of megahertz.


I am forever learning how to talk in verse;
Exaggerate the truth, some say there are lies beneath those words. 
Poetry is yours to do as your own.
Someone else’s opinion shouldn't affect your writing,
So find your feet in your own time and hope to become well known.


Empty your mind of negativity, so you can become free and shapeless;
Then you can become anything you want to understand.


You can become that thing without effort ever being wasted;
Write like you mean it, with a violent heartbeat
And all you will become is a writer and a poet 
And on the shoulders of giants you shall stand.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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So Glad You Have Saved Me

So Glad You Have Saved Me
I feel my broken wings
Has healed in your hands
I feel the unspoken words inside
You were all I wanted
And all my dreams are fallen down
Now I’m crawling around
So glad you have saved me
Your warm hands have broken right through
So glad you saved me
I don’t care how you did it, you’ve stayed
I’ve been waiting for you
You saw the world has folded in my heart
I feel the waves crashing down inside
 And they pull me under
I promised myself if I have another chance with you
I would give you anything you want, oh
So glad you have saved me
I don’t care how you did it, you’ve stayed with me
I made this whole world shine for you
Because you have stayed
I’ve been waiting for you
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Your Wishes

Your Wishes


Hey there beautiful; how the Devil are you?
I was just thinking what to do for you.
Is there anything you need?  I will do it for you.
Just tell me what you want and your wishes will all come true.


Anything you want, your wish is my command;
Come take my hand and you will see I am your man.
I belong to you; do with me what you want.
The only thing I ask of you is, please may I have your love?


This poem is to tell you how I feel when I am around you;
When I can’t be with you I can’t stop thinking about you.
I need your love to make me happy
And maybe, who knows?  We could raise a family.


Wishing I could make you better,
Waiting for a change of weather.
We need the sun to bring us together,
Then we can walk off into the sunset forever.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Premium Member An Interesting Read

Andy wasn't handy
Wasn't interested in tools
He didn't like reading
Thought reading was for fools

He did not give much thought
To the benefits of reading
You can learn much from books
They assist you to succeed in

Anything you want to know
Or need to understand
You gather knowledge from any book
That comes into your hand

Some people like Andy
Don't even want to try
To pick up any book
They would rather die

If only they looked forward
To what might lay ahead
It might make them sorry
They have never read

For reading helps to educate
And stimulate the brain
It shows wisdom to start early
The chance may never come again
Form: Rhyme

Fuzzy Socks and Crocs

Fuzzy and hairy that is what he was, a cuddly big bear. She   
Undressed shyly before him while he took his own sweet time   
Zesting it up with cologne before a mirror, what a nervous boy      
Zorro mask in place he naughtily asked," can I use my whip ?"  
You can do anything you want but leave my feet alone    

So there they were two hotties revving for the big big night
Oh Oh Oh she wailed and moaned, " how I love the big wild horse" 
Caressing her like a velveteen he croons into her ear, "Oh dear " 
Kiss me, canoodle me but don't look at my feet Tiger, cuz if you do ?  
So slowly ever so slowly he peels the blanket off her quivering body 

And as he looked at her feet he took in the blue socks and crocs 
Nascent desires squelched, she was no longer a sexy wench ,
Darling, what in Gods name made you wear something like that he cried 

Cuz I wanted to be hot stuff for you, but my feet are always cold 
Roaring with laughter he took off his mask & she noticed his brows  
Oh my stars you shaved your brows! "Didn't want to be a     
Caveman my dear. She giggled and squeezed him tight.  I love it  
Sexy Zorro.  Two lovers doo whopping it, with hot sexy love...
Form: Acrostic

Labelz

Celebrate with me
Party, party with me
We'll be free 
With sunlit glee
Said the darling devil inside me...
Thinking of the so-called Angel...my hair was whipping to and fro in my own shell, but oh well - I'm happy to be in my own cell 
Losing possibility and losing opportunity 
To see you again...I'm a dirty trashman in distress - looking like hell 
I'm like Alice that fell...
Into my imagination that can tell...(that is me, lonely in parties in someone else's home LOL) 

I'm anything but perfect...
A neglected reject 
More or less
Dismiss my distress 
Let me express
My eustress 

Color can be anything you want it to be
Voices in my head with colors blind me 

Racism is really not rad and I'm not kidding...
So, don't just walk away because I'm white...
I'm fitting in with my own skin...stop belittling 
Everyone with your stuck-up, prideful might 
Societee sux 
God's Kingdom, or soon-to-be rather, rules
Wisdom is for the wise and school is for fools 
School system doesn't always teach good
Because, unfortunately, some are left misunderstood

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