Long Goodnight Poems
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Their crossing the border by thousands
Another story they sell
Better get ready for ww3, fear,confusion
The sound of their bell
It's been that way for as long as I can tell
Running out of ideas and lies that they sell
Story never changed its now wearing thin
Love your brothers and sisters
Let the new age begin
Immigration,inflation world wars too
Running out of stories, lies that they sell
Don't play the game, goodnight farewell
You hold the universe inside your soul
Your thoughts germinate
A new reality
Your brothers and sisters shine as bright as you
All the colours of humanity
Disabilities too
Love your brothers and sisters let the new age begin
Don't harness their lies
Gateways to sin
You are the master of your soul let your love light shine
Spread love and care
Let positive energy flow.
What Love Is
Come a little closer and whisper sweet nothings in my ear,
Kiss my lips so tenderly, that I can feel your fears.
Open up your heart to me and show me you want me near,
Tell me you won’t let me go and I’ll always be here.
Angel tears fall to the ground, when we are torn apart,
I wish to always have you here; I wish to be in your heart.
I wish my wishes would come true; we would never part.
You make my wishes all come true, you are my other half.
Hold my hand and don’t let go, I will always need you,
Put your arms around my waist, so one can become two.
Lay with me and say goodnight, with your head on my pillow,
Lay with me and kiss me goodnight, then I am yours it is true.
You are no longer a dream inside my head;
You’ve brought my heart back from the dead.
I kiss you goodbye with a hidden dread;
Will she really come back again?
Then you call me on the phone,
You ask me “Are you alone?”
I tell you “yes I’m all alone at home.”
Then I open the door and put down the phone.
We share a hug; I caress your cheek,
You hold me close, like you really need me.
We kiss a kiss, pure ecstasy through our lips,
Those three words, we at last manage to speak.
We share a smile, we share our love,
We let each other truly open up.
We become free, by locking ourselves away,
In a locket you keep in a jewelry box,
Whenever I am not next to your heart.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Form:
The Monstrous Past
I try to put the past to bed and tuck it up so it can’t escape
I say goodnight and creep away, but it’s always by my side.
I try not to look and hope it disappears, but it lingers and loiters.
And looks up at me and points accusing fingers
The past travels without a ticket or invitation on my back
It weighs me down; and in my ear, whispers, nags and torments.
I want it to sleep and never wake, snooze while I survive
But I can’t prevent its vindictive tongue spewing the past
Its targets are various and hit indiscriminately with venom
Attacking my nearest and dearest, but no one agrees or consoles
The past bubbles to the surface with all my prejudices
All the things I hate helps to feed my insatiable paranoia.
I’ve been hurt by words and actions in the past - I’ve bled
I can’t deny that many times I’ve felt lost and alone
But there’s no excuse for digging like a manic archaeologist
Unearthing the finished past as if it’s scratching the lid
But I do- It boils and burns in my stomach like a sickness
Then its poisonous volcanic fire explodes upward
I can’t prevent misdemeanours, however slight, being regurgitated,
And relived. Until finally they are subdued and controlled.
David Cox 28/01/19
under a tree i'll sing you a lullaby
i'll ask for the moon to stay for a while.
i'll kiss you goodnight and hug you tight.
ill stay awake, make sure your alright.
i'll make breakfast, the best part of your morning.
i'll wash the dishes just to keep you smiling.
we'll take a walk in the open fields.
we'll play with the water and the ocean breeze.
you'll laugh like you've never laughed before.
and we'll take every chance on every open door.
i will be you guardian and you'll be my light.
with you by my side, everything feels right.
so under a tree i sing a lullaby.
and ask for the moon to stay for a while.
just a kiss goodnight and i'll be fine
i'll do everything if only you were mine.
Chocolates... Roses...
The questions love poses...
Does he or doesn't he?
She cannot say...
Soft breezes... Moonlight...
Shooting stars take flight...
Sad uncertainties...
Valentine's Day...
Dinner... Dancing...
Such sweet romancing...
The morning sun rising
Seems so far away.
Whispers... Soft sighs...
Gazing into his eyes...
But still no "I love you's"
Valentine's Day
Why must he leave her uncertain?
Why must she hold to her dreams?
Why can't she pull back the curtains?
Could it be more than it seems?
Should she be constantly guessing?
Should she just give it away?
Should she just count all her blessings?
Hold on to hope day to day?
Morning... Sunlight...
He kissed her goodnight...
But he didn't tell her
What she wants him to say.
Candies... Flowers...
Gone like the hours
They had together,
Valentine's Day.
One night, at midnight he came to me,
Telling me it’s time to leave.
What he is offering will place the world at my disposal,
My life will be much greater if I accept his proposal
But he will give me an opportunity, to play a game of chess,
The price at stake was my life or success.
The rules are fair, if I take the dare.
But if I lose I had to choose.
I had to play the queen, and if I win his time machine,
He will bid me goodnight, and my future will be bright.
Rule1: Go back to your past, changed all your mistakes,
There is no in between breaks.
Rule 2: He gives me only one day to rewrite my history,
To claim victory.
Rule 3: Next I had to go to the future,
To see what I changed in my past, if it still last.
Rule 4: Come back to the present,
And tell him do I deserves to go to hell or heaven.
When I woke up from this nightmare, definitely not a dream,
I know it was time to take every moment to live in my present,
Spread kindness and love to secure a place in heaven.
I wonder if we think about the ramifications when by so much hate we’re blinded…
Perhaps on a day we celebrate love…it’s good to be reminded:
When the old teacher ran across a weathered copy of her poem…he closed his eyes to reminisce…
for never has he read a poem…as beautiful as this:
It was nearing Valentine’s Day and he had asked his class to try and write a love poem…
“Because”, he said, “love is both beautiful and grand.
But he was interrupted by a student…who timidly raised her hand.
“My daddy was shot and killed by a person who didn’t like the color of his skin.”
“I’m still filled with so much hate…when you ask me to write a love poem…Where do I begin?”
He remembers the pain he saw on her face…he remembers how she cried
and how he immediately ran to her desk, took her hand, and knelt down by her side.
“It was hate that killed your father…and hate is the very thing love is trying to get rid of…
So I’m asking you to try to fight the hate you feel inside…and search for words of love.
“Look into your heart.” he said, ‘words of love are waiting there
words of love you will discover…words of love you’ll want to share.”
He returned to his desk to wait…and during the interlude…
the students completed their assignment in quiet solitude.
It wasn’t until later that night while reading their work at home..
he ran across her assignment entitled…
So This Is My Love Poem
My daddy used to tell me he loved me every morning when I woke up
and at the end of every night…
He said love is a wonderful way to start the day…and the only way to say goodnight.
So I will try my best every day to think in words of love…no matter what my fate
I’m hoping finding words of love will help me overcome my hate…
I know somewhere in my heart are the words of love I’m searching for…
and even though hate has won this battle…I’ll try hard not to let it win the war.
Perhaps if words of love, instead of bullets were falling from the sky
then love will finally defeat hate…and no more Daddies have to die.
Even though hate has left me with a scar and my dreams shall forevermore be haunted…
each day I will look for love,
because…
that’s what my Daddy would have wanted.
Lullaby and goodnight, sweet angels sing.
Beside the bedside light, above your cot,
In silvery voices, blessings they bring:
For my little babe, bad nightmares come not.
Now behind the curtain, moon greets good night.
My little child sleeps, secure in my arms.
And above the moon, stars shine their bright light,
My babe, she will sleep, away from all harms.
Little lullabies, sung the whole night through,
Baby child asleep, but mother awake
I sing her small tales though not all true –
Like beasts that dance under moon on the lake.
Lullaby and goodnight, mum sings to babe,
As night turns to day, and darkness will ebb.
Quote: When these corporal bodies of ours have blown away into the wind like shredded ribbons loosed from a kite, towards glass ceiling skies we will fly, then go to a place where no one ever truly dies.
Up in heaven the flowers are blooming softly and with great intent
for God pitched a great big tent up there, for those who need it most
No greater joy than to live for all eternity wrapped in His loving light
Heaven, a place where even eagles say goodnight...
Up in heaven there is no war, no famine and no disease
for love is the warrior that never ceases to exist
and compassion is the gold ring of great, great mercy
No safer place to be than in the Kingdom of God
where Angels sing and trumpets blare
and we are like rare porcelain to His eyes
Heaven, a place where even butterflies say bye-bye.
In the darkness of the night, as dreams descend,
And stars whisper mysteries of old,
I long to slumber next to you, my dear,
To entwine my fingers with yours in our own quiet.
My hand touching your face in moonlight's glow,
Metaphors flow from my lips, poems woven in reverie.
Your eyes, windows to unfathomed worlds,
Whisper secrets scattered into the air, visions full of yearning.
I lay my head upon your arms, my haven of calm,
Listening to the tale of your day like an old melody,
Drawing unseen contours on your skin with my hands,
Anticipating the two words that will carry me to paradise: I love you.
In your embrace, I find solace, an island of peace in a tumultuous ocean,
I could watch over the entire night, sheltered in your smile.
Listening to the beat of your heart, I lose myself in its rhythm,
Blushing as your eyes ensnare me in a cascade of stars.
Laughter and whispers dispersing in the night,
Embracing, swayed by flowing dreams.
Your eyes, jewels that sparkle in utter darkness,
We lose ourselves in gazes, the goodnight kiss sealing a shared dream.
And in your embrace, the world becomes small,
The night transforms into an endless tale,
I want to fall asleep in the same bed as you,
So I can bid you goodnight at each sunrise.