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If ever I knew how, I never know when
Shall I know when, I never knew how
Expectancy reached yet never to expand
Have I not began then, might I begin now?
If you knew... Life wouldn't be so
It's expected to be unexpected in every aspect
Yet i do wonder if ever we did grow?
Where every a thing might simply wither and lack?
Every new to replace every old
Every phase without a pace
Every experience infiltrated and sold
Every one dream forever endless to chase
Moving along, sailing pass time
Helplessly watching everything hopefully
Singing a song, leaving all else behind
Where everything leaves but a tuneful melody
If I never knew how, I'll know when
Perhaps I can begin ever again now
Destination reached to watch it expand
When now I know, I might just know how
When writing poetry
I break the rules
It's not that I can't find them
For I'm no fool
Sometimes the problem
Is what works doesn't fit
Sometimes it just doesn't make any sense
Words are available on the internet
Going through the lists I can get really upset
When posting a poem on poetry soup
Sometimes it blows my mind
For I will have it perfect with many rhymes
But then it disappears into a computer
Grave yard, somewhere out in cyber space
Floating, floating trying to fine My Space
When going to LuLu Poetry.com
The lines can't be to long
Can't have those wrap arounds
Because they mess up their form
Then when you get to end
If its over 24 lines long
It will tell you not accepted
Remove some of those words
It is more than you expected
COMING TOGETHER IN UNTIY
PRAYING FOR THE WHOLE WORLD
NEEDED IN A TIME LIKE THIS
LET'S BE CONSIDERATE OF OTHERS.
NO TIME FOR HATRED
TIME TO PRAY AND PRAY
TIME TO COME TOGETHER
EACH AND EVERYDAY.
THIS WORLD IS IN ALOT OF TROUBLE
PEOPLE ARE GETTING ALOT OF SUPPLIES
WEARING MASKS, GLOVES, AND OTHERS
ALMOST IN AN UNKNOWN DISGUISE.
LET US ALL PRAY FOR THE BETTER
COME TOGETHER AS A NATION
BELIEVE IN FAITH AND MIRACLES
THIS TO CAN PAST, PRAYERS FOR PROTECTION.
THESE ARE THE SIGNS OF TIMES
A PREVIEW OF WHAT CAN BE EXPECTED
ALL WE CAN DO IS PRAY
TRUST GOD EACH AND EVERYDAY.
SHELVES ARE BEING EMPTIED
RESTAURANTS, STORES, AND MALLS ARE CLOSING
DISCOURAGEMENT AND PEOPLE ARE BEING ANNOYED
IT IS TIME TO CALL ON THE ALMIGHTY LORD.
THE KING AND MASTER OF ALL THINGS
PRAYERS THAT ARE GREAT AND POSITIVE
SENT TO THE HEAVEN ABOVE
SINCERE, AND WITH GENUINE PRECIOUS LOVE.
SAVED FOR AN ETERNAL LIFE
JUST TO BE SURE AND SAFE
WE DO NOT KNOW WHAT CAN OCCUR
FROM EACH AND EVERYDAY.
ALL PRAYERS NEEDED NOW.
Youth
Strong, agile, energetic
Resilient and passionately
hardworking.
Preparing a place worthwhile
To grasp and grab
The best of life's offers.
Mounting pressure to pursue
Hands on plough
No looking back.
For the crown
Bearing the cross
Cruising with the youth
Roads, crooked and straight.
Fate, blurring and unknown
Before the night
Making a worthy noon.
Elder
The night is here
Bodily bent, old constant tremble
Senility creeping in
Weak bones within wrinkled
flesh.
The wisdom tooth, a pride
Each night, a grey hair.
Children and memories
Moonlight and tales
Waiting...
Reveries of young
Legacies set and shared
Waiting for the angel of death.
Dead
Accomplished end
Expected beginning.
Adieu, good night
It is all morning here.
Alone to claim
The record beyond
Good or bad.
At the left then Eden
Watching posterity
From a blessed bossom.
Featherless angels are sent from above
To show the world the true meaning of love.Quote - poets own
The featherless angel who never flew
The one thing which angels would love to do
Wings didn’t grow as they were expected to
So as an earth angel she lived life through.
Sad were the moments the angel would sigh
Wishing to sprout wings, a warrant to fly
Perchance to dance amongst stars way up high
And wallow in rainbows that brighten sky.
She cured many a heart sadly broken
With her magical celestial potion
Coming from her heavenly devotion
'Twas the featherless angel's pure love token.
The angel was honoured to raise loves dearth
Doing all that she could to restore mirth
Helping the downcasts to find their true worth
Knowing they were loved and a star of earth.
Blessed are the kindly living on earth here
Many are the horror stories they hear
That's when unfeathered earth angels appear
To restore peace in a heart filled with fear.
Cloven hoofed I am striding across sanctuaries lands
Not what was expected in their sanctimonious plans
Have I ever existed or am I a figment of their imagination
Or am I simply more perfect which angers their frustration
Me, I'm cloven hoofed and one thrown against their black
Is it I whom lacks belief or am I an excuse for their lack
But it's always me that's ostracised, or do I actually exist
Do you really know who I am to continually persist
Good or bad, black or white, like left and right we're twinned
Hey, let's open our eyes and smell the air, who has really sinned
Poem for poem, rhyme for rhyme
I'll continue to write, until it's time
Time being death, which I never see close to me
Sometimes I find placement in places I don't want to be
Like in your conversations, did we forget my positivity?
Like how I helped them at their worst, after they've begged me constantly
I'm running out of options as well as doing favors
Handouts become expected from those I consider takers
Rekindling former loves can become very likely
I could tag one in with Nick and make a special trip to Raleigh
My time is valued more, and I choose how I spend it
By now they've realized my love has no limit
Part 2 was about you know who, I hope she liked it
You never know what you like at first, until you try it
Old feelings, new women, mismatching
Old friends, new rivals, backstabbing
I feel sharper than I did at 8:00pm
Thinking back to the issue, it was best ignoring that DM
All problems became trivial once I showed them what Happiness is
Expression of a man, loving mothers and their kids
Yet, it's so easy for words to become twisted
The bullet misses the target, then the meaning becomes misted
Count on being forgiven for things I didn't do
Addressed it in full, all love from me to you
Poem for poem, rhyme for rhyme
I hope through the hard times, I remain on your mind
We're not perfect nor are we saints
Not even as Xavier, shall I discard restraint
I've fulfilled my Ideas of Gold
Even if the expression was Too Much
These are thoughts that I hold
Never too sensitive to touch
you're only young once
this isn't just some repetitive cliche
because it's done in my way
life can just portray
it's best and the worst
qualities, memories
delivering messages through loved ones
when really, the answers lie within
its only a goddamn sin
it's only about to win
nothing but pain, and endurance
hope and failure
life cannot be presumed
it cannot be expected
life is
what life is,
it's whats worth fighting for
and who you chose to fight for
who would you rather listen to?
A stranger or your best friend
lie about the truth in the end
or tell the truth without ever pressing send
life is just
this.
Why do the people mourn, when poets die?
Where do bards go, when they perish in their sleep?
And, if heaven and hell together weep,
do angels and demons make pause and sigh,
to raise them to their new homes in the sky
where the sun never dies; and the stars sweep
the hemisphered earth in night's moonless steep
where forces rise, and powers occupy?
May monuments, and shields, be erected;
and eulogies delivered in rich prose;
may their odes to country be perfected,
while in marble sepulchres they decompose:
for poets laureate it's expected,
as these old souls decline in their death throes.
Tennis pros are on the courts;
Fans are in the stands.
Silence, we should know, is what
The circumstance demands.
Yet there are those who can't abide
By customs of decorum.
Maybe being quiet for so long
Will simple bore 'em.
So these few clowns feel they're allowed
To yell, with vim and verve,
Some player's name just as that player
Is about to serve.
It's tacky, lowlife, rude and dumb
And violates the rules.
Yet every match is plagued
By these annoying boorish fools.
The players simply pause and wait,
Their concentration shot.
No matter where the match is held,
This happens, quite a lot.
I think that fans should be informed -
This might come as a shocker -
That tennis etiquette is not
Like football or like soccer.
So anyone who wants to scream
When silence is expected,
Should watch the match from home or else
Expect to be ejected.