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I'm making this plea for your love to return
This is a hard lesson I had to learn.
I learned a woman like you, is a precious jewel
Meant to be tresured, not meant to be ruled.
I tried to change you & did not suceed
Because you were perfect as you were & exactly what I need.
You tried to show love & I did not recieve it
You said you would leave me & I chose not to believe it.
I thought you'd always be here & you'd never go away
My ego told me don't worry, she'll be here, she'll stay.
But I was wrong, you left & took my heart with you
Now I'm lonely & sad now each day I miss you.
I sit here so lonely, broken & scared
Because I didn't say I Love You & acted as if I didn't care.
You wanted a man to love you & ADORE you
I didn't take heed & chose to ignore you.
You wanted love, affection & a little of my time
I didn't do those thing, because my time was mine.
You wanted a man to love God as you you do
I didn't make time for that, now we are through.
Now I pray to the same God, you tried to lead me to
Begging & pleading him to give me back my love that was so true.
I ask him to please return My Leesah back to me
But he ignores me like I did him & doesn't hear my plea.
All I need is just one more chance
To prove my love, another shot at romance.
Being without My Leesah is an unbearable pain
My heart is heavy, I wonder if it could take this strain.
I can't take the misery nor the loneliness too
My heart is on fire, I have no idea what to do.
I can't bear losing you, it's hard to be alone
This plea is is my last effort, please come home.
I can't bear the pain & the hurt is so great
I just hope & pray that my plea is not too late
I lost my lover, my wife Leesah, my soulmate.
I'll love you the way a man is supposed to
My heart will be open & never closed to you.
I'll never ignore you or take you for granted
A new seed of love in my heart will be planted.
Things will be better than ever, I know this for sure
My love will be HONEST, real & oh so pure.
I'll love you with every inch of my heart & I will never desert you
I'll always cherish your love & never again hurt you.
This is my promise as God as my witness
I ruined our union & I beg for forgiveness.
Leesah I'm sorry for all the pain I caused
Believe me when I say
Come back to me & I'll love you better than ever
Each & everyday.
Leesah I Love You!
I will never forget my ex wife telling me that
... everything was wrong and everything was my fault ...
‘I won’t tell you what because you must find out yourself’
My world broke into two pieces or was it a million more
Countless days of self trial doom and imminent failure
My home had been my castle and now it had collapsed
A charade cynical travesty and ploy out of the blue
The sky hung with sorrow and dark clouds of despair
A cunning pretense of masqueraded intention and plot
All acts in one and emotion picking at incomprehension
I felt like a pawn in a chess game I never intended to play
Faced with loosing all I had and very poorly equipped
I looked at many a rule guides self-help had on offer
Consulted a myriad of experts took tablets and drank
Only to find out that only I held the keys to my fortune
My dungeon had a trap door and that was rock bottom
Deep down in stagnant doldrums of stark void and oblivion
Was a book I never read about fighting windmills in Spain and
A few chess pieces and I was the donkey not set for the game
My ex was more into horses more precious to her than I was
A childhood memory appeared out of nowhere about a ‘rochade’
Castling as the English say in which the King needs protection
From a belligerent Queen seeking victory with blood on hands
The Rook needed repositioning for me to survive the assault
Tarot’s danger with crisis destruction and unforeseen change
It took a lot of abuse and disrespect for me to find liberation
But change of perspective and relocation assembled my strength
I found a new Princess an emotional creature of passion and play
Bright as they come and caring kind compassionate and loving
We do pirouettes together unbridled spurred on by the moment
No reigns no whip and no saddle we are running wild as a pair
The King was dead and now he lives better than ever before
Her name is Tanya literally the Fairy Queen and her gypsy like
Magic comes attached with bells whistles and lavender scent
We collect drift wood and star fish together on sandy beaches
Built a mansion of intricate dreams so full of wonder and joy
Married our vision for so many moments I will never forget ...
It smells a little like Christmas
Cold and kind of like peaches-don't make fun of that
And it's not even September
And this time I swear if you jump off that
I'm not going to the hospital
My blood stained shirt from the show
Still smells of clove cigarettes
How can you still look so good?
Never Summer.
There's something wrong with us-- really.
Yeah, cause you'll want that there in fifteen years.
You are such an-
You got the idea four cliche's ago
Hi, hello. Yes. Thank you. Come on in.
Our subliminal messages will begin in 2.5 seconds.
You like the way you make me feel like a child.
And You're not allowed to talk anymore.
A bit chilly outside--okay, blizzard.
Don't go out in that. Doubt the car will make it back.
Taste of deep red wine. Reminds me of the word Cabaret.
Funny shows, it's like they won't let you go
Is everything broken?
Lock my bedroom door.
We're trying to have a conversation...okay, sure.
God I love the life you've made
Out there on a ramp
With everyone watching, my clothes fit better than ever
Like the hat, give him that back
One in the same
Nothing in common, no more useless input
Is that real? Really, is it?
We're going out tonight. I want you to go.
Especially when I see you 3 times a month.
How many ideas can you steal? Make it part of your own appeal.
I don't know how mnay more times I can laugh at that one
So I'll set on the snow
Think of where we are
And what you all did to my car...
This was the best time wer ever had
Then I'll go inside
Try to light our fireplace. Failure.
Be careful. You can stay with me. We'll stay inside.
It's your bedroom, but you still knock on the door before you come in
So glad I live here
If only everything was this easy for everyone as it is for them
This is the part I always wanted to play
Is this what you always want me for?
I love your face and hands
And the way you just don't care
So naive. That turns you on, I know enough to know that.
Have I really lost that much weight?
Things are so great it makes me upset.
Be my serious side and I'll be your soul
Are they still out there?
Better go check to make sure they're alive.
You love me.
And I love this.
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The worst thing that ever happened was the whole web page disappeared to the
right of my screen once eye was able to snag it and bring it back but that seems
so impossible how that even worked and it only worked a few times not always
and when it went it went too far away and the mouse would not retrieve it and the
only thing that eye could do was to log off and back on and that won't work not
anymore.
The pain in my poor sober jaw the suffering that eye do for love is worth the price
of admission to heaven when we go.
Once there just inside the door there is a field of purple flowers where my
mansion lays in wait a picnic has been set complete with chicken fried steaks
and ice cream cones for me and mye parme.
5/2015
Thought you'd protect me.
Love me. And be the one to turn to.
Till I stand strong on my feet.
Thought I was born out of you.
You bore me in your womb.
Or, did you regret all through?
For I reminded you of someone you never loved?
You gave me things, more than I must have needed.
But I was young. I asked for some love. Some true affection.
Or was your love something I never understood?
I was unwanted. You said, you wish I were dead.
But I was only ten.
I grew up. Lonely. Insecure.
Not saying there weren't times you were not nice.
But, I never felt loved, nor did I ever love you.
You loved Lisa. She was older. And you asked her to hate me.
You said, I am never good as her or ever can be.
You said, no one likes me, or ever will.
I believed it for too long, and yet I fear you are right.
Cause when I found the ones I thought who just might
They broke my heart, like you did.
You know the times I got whipped or beaten
I don't feel that pain anymore.
And even though we don't see each other much
I see that anger in your face, and I hear your voice
Scenes from the past filling my head
Telling me how everything was wrong with me.
Or when father told me, I can never be good enough
Cause he didn't approve of your upbringing
I felt perhaps my existence was meaningless.
I asked too often why was I brought into this world if this was you had to offer.
But it's not just you. It's a joke in my life.
Those who were meant to be my strongest pillars
Have crushed me brutally.
Those who were to take pride in who I become
Tried bringing me down.
Those who promised me forever love
Took that well guarded box of trust and threw it down the gutter.
You don't ever want to look into my heart.
It's scarred with wound and decked with makeup.
But, I have learned to put up that smile
Everytime we meet now, let's pretend it's all fine
But let me tell you, there's a stone wall
Guarding me better than ever.
Cause I am neither ten, nor twenty five anymore.
And that heart? It is a mess.
But no one can reach it.
Form:
Peace!
My head is a vase, thirsting for water.
Pour knowledge into my mind for thoughts are forever sought after,
And if all I have to offer,
Is not good enough to impress Heaven’s daughter,
Then raise my soul with every word
And allow me to shout from the rafters,
That I am here to learn!
The every thought that has ever been sought,
And once and for all I have learned all that which can be taught.
I will continue to search for a seer to see more.
A direction forth which leads me through only future doors,
Because all that has passed behind me is no more.
Only forward thinking, chalk written on boards.
No time for a break;
Determination compels me to learn from my mistakes.
There is no time to sit and wait for a changing of the seasons,
For my future is out there,
So I must be out there to find my reason.
I want more and more and why being just ok will never be enough.
I have to improve with each and every book.
I need to be better; better than ever.
Better than average; forward forever.
No backwards step, no time left to rest,
Upon my laurels; remove my flower head.
There is no space left inside my head,
For dreams of romance, that time is dead.
At this moment in time love is a waste of lies,
And worrying about tears that will never dry,
Just leaves me with a hole I cannot close.
Go to Hell, I suppose.
Quit asking; cry a river for me.
You are the star of the century, going cheap.
Watch as I leave you standing there confused.
How could he know the things we do?
I am done waiting on you, I wait no longer;
You are weak, I am stronger.
See you later with a lack of foresight.
No ambitious dreams haunt your nights.
I cannot allow myself to be trapped,
By your meaningless selfish schemes.
I need a way to escape.
I need to follow my dreams.
All the negative words you say are wasted.
I hope the rain destroys all you hold sacred.
Tomorrow beckons; I will learn another lesson;
So treat me badly baby, ‘cause you ain’t got me guessing.
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Form:
It happened once more —
My eyes became sore
But, my eyes aren’t sore anymore
They’re better than before…
They deem to remember
My low self-esteem, but that was last December…
I’m better than before
My eyes, they no longer soar
Above my head anymore
You’re the one that I adore
I have love in store…in store…
I absolutely adore the fact
That you’ve moved on; I lacked
Every single hope in mind
Now, I am doubtless, not left behind
Now, I am doubtless — no longer blind
I don’t mind as long as my eyes
Don’t flutter above…above…above…
I don’t mind as long as my eyes
Don’t flutter and rove…rove…rove…
Now, I am doubtless as ever, my love
It happened once more —
My eyes became yours
Once upon a time, change was a challenging chore
To its inner cores…cores…
But not anymore…my eyes,
They never seem to ignore you
They seem to soar, no lies
They seem to grow sore out of the blue
They deem to remember
My low self-esteem, but that was last December…
I’m better than before
My eyes, they no longer soar
Above my head anymore
You’re the one that I adore
I have love in store…in store…
I absolutely adore the fact
That you’ve moved on; I lacked
Every single hope in mind
Now, I am doubtless, not left behind
Now, I am doubtless — no longer blind
I don’t mind as long as my eyes
Don’t flutter above…above…above…
I don’t mind as long as my eyes
Don’t flutter and rove…rove…rove…
Now, I am doubtless as ever, my love
Don’t worry…my fluttering eyes
Are doing better than ever
Don’t worry…my truths and lies
Is happiness and joy forever
I don’t want to have my eyes go above
Anymore…anymore…anymore, my love
So don’t go coming back to me,
Thoughts I haven’t thought of at all…
I will stand tall…I will get on the ball…
If these fluttering eyes can clearly see
That I can go above it all,
Even if I do fall down, I won’t at all
I will answer God’s call
That damn eye condition I call edirA
Keeps beating me down in frightful awe…
But I’m far from being a flaw…
According to my whitish aura…
Some serious religious sophomores claim Christ ('Witness' Bluff)
Almost like Columbus: to hit the Other, take their STUFF
Nothing Doing here; I am a Minister of Jesus' Gospel
For the same Reason they fled HERE to Native Indian lands
Catholics to Lord Baltimore's Maryland, Puritans to Massachusetts;
Persecuted Quakers to Penn's America - for debts Kings owed the Admiral
(Indentured white servants came in thousands, here and in the Islands
There's no shame; we are all sinners, or erstwhile peasants, made Kings)
Don't dare preach to me to abandon my dress, language, culture
While you want nothing of Jesus, and His Gospel that saves sinners like us
THE SECOND COMING WILL NOT BE TELEVISED, OR ON FACEBOOK
NOR WILL IT BE APPROVED BY THE MILITARY, UN, OR the WHITE HOUSE
This world has enough of such CHRIST claimants
Even Jehovah's Witnesses tell me to forget my ancestors
So she can rest assured, make the world safer for Imperialism
No, Sir. No Ma'am. Jesus never asked me to lose my language, wisdom ...
To become akin to POPES, priests, Luther, Calvin, Puritans of Boston
Who killed four Quakers before 1660; just 40 years post-Mayflower arrival!
THE SECOND COMING WILL NOT BE TELEVISED, OR ON FACEBOOK
NOR WILL IT BE APPROVED BY THE MILITARY, UN, OR the WHITE HOUSE
That was not all; Roger Williams fled Boston, for fear of forced deportation
Was fair to Natives, now America's first Baptist. Not so for Anne Hutchinson
She was expelled from MBC (Massachusetts) when pregnant with child #8
She never survived the flight, but did open up Portsmouth (Rhode Island)
So when we think those South Africans of Indian descent must change ...
I ask, As Columbus wanted change? As the Puritans? Those slaveowners?
Thank God the Slaves kept their African culture in America
And made Christianity BETTER than ever, gifting us such SAINTS as Dr. King!
So there!
THE SECOND COMING WILL NOT BE TELEVISED, OR ON FACEBOOK
NOR WILL IT BE APPROVED BY THE MILITARY, UN, OR the WHITE HOUSE
She doesn't trust easily anymore, you can see
that in the distance she creates between herself
and everyone around her, but she has so much love
to offer, and you can see this in the kindness of her
smile that she gives out to everything and everyone.
She has millions of chaotic pictures of thoughts, thousands
of tangled up worlds of words and places in her mind, you see
it in the way her eyes always seem lost, like they are somewhere
else.
Her longing to be somewhere else, shows in the way she's always
rushing and moving, the way she's always restless.
Life never went easy on her and she didn't go easy on herself either.
She is so strong and you can see it on her face, you can sense it in her
voice, there is wisdom.
She believed that her body would physically heal and rebuild itself.
I think that's because she had faith in herself even after life had
broken her. She got up off the ground and dusted herself off.
She knows what it's like to be under-appreciated or dis-respected,
but yet she is humble and at peace with the darkness and not afraid
to be alone.
So if you can't see the beauty in her pirate smile and quirky ways,
and if you don't think that maybe she might be a little piece of magic,
but instead consider her a distorted painting; You would be wrong,
because she is a masterpiece of her own creation after the aftermath
of the long, long journey onward from where she came.
She is about something good, because she knew she could,
and that to her, is a love better than ever known.
She is Love, She is a Woman, Bold & True, Strong yet gentle in her
heart and hands when she wipes away the tears from days long gone by.
Notice the thousand yard stare, it was earned by every mile walked alone, when compassion for her was none. Sure footed she stands a single soul
on a two way path of right or wrong. Know she is aware of the darkness
in this world, but for her, it was better than home.
Hello there, I'm sure you already know who I am,
My full name is Oliver Lee Kirkland, everyone.
I am a mere twelve years old at this moment,
But I love to write poetry, here's is my life, full and done.
I was nothing more than an accident when I was born,
My real mother even considered abortion when I came along.
But she went along with it, and then I was born somehow,
But I was a very sick little thing, I wasn't very strong.
The only family I knew that loved me was my grandfather,
The one that I was named after in the first place.
When I was wrongly beaten by my parents, he was always there,
Always there to fill the void in my chest, the empty space.
It was a few days before my birthday that I found my parents,
Sprawled on the ground, overdosed on new drugs they found.
I was sent to live with my grandfather, who I could trust,
But for some reason, I always felt sadness linger around.
Tragedy struck, and my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer,
And I remember those last words he uttered before the line went blank.
"Spread your wings, child..." He said with a worn out smile,
And tears fell down my face as my heart sank.
I was sent to an orphanage, where I was rather ignored,
No one liked me, I was always left out or alone.
Without interaction, I fell into a dark hole that I couldn't get out of,
And my eyes were as dull as a stone.
Luckily, I was adopted by a very sweet woman by the name of Alice Bell,
All alone without love because she couldn't have any children.
With a smile, she swept me away and treated me better than ever,
Overjoyed to finally have a child of her own, it was gift she was given.
Now, we spend our time together as a happy mother and son,
Doing many things together that I never could have done before.
Like my grandfather said, the smart man knew everything,
I have spread my wings, and they will lead me on forevermore.
April 9th, 2015