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Song I've written called: Step back
Breathe
Scream
Look through me
Tell me what you see in me
Breathe
Just scream
Tell me
Everything you've never told me
I see you walk twords me
It makes me wanna run away
That's what I'm best at
When my feelings get all crazy
I pent it all up inside
I wanna let it out
All the feelings
That I usually hide
I don't need to cry
I just need to breathe
Step back, relax
And just scream
Cause I can see myself
Drowning inside your eyes
And I like the feeling
Like I'm falling through the sky
Gravity is on your side
And I don't know where to hide
Cause right now the only place
That I wanna be
Is sitting next to you
Sitting next to me
I wanna scream and
I wanna breathe and
Baby, baby
This is what I need
Hold me, kiss me
Never, never miss me
Love me, see me
I want you to feel me
And tell me, tell me
Everything you've never told me
Ah, ah
Can't you see
This is all I need
Step back, relax
And just breathe, for me
And listen to my words, baby
I wanna hold you, hold you
And never, never lose you
Love you, love you
I just wanna touch you
And tell you, tell you
Everything I've never told you.
Question if you will the past, the truth, the pain and tears
Question maybe why I stayed beside you all those years
Ponder on the little things
On what they were and meant
But never darling never, never doubt my sentiment
Argue with the reaper, that his days are numbered wrong
Dispute the way the day arrives, another bird in perfect song
Hate the way I loved you
For it was a love intense
But never, darling never, never doubt my true intent
Walk upon the green, the grass upon the ground
Underneath the blue of the clearest sky so proud
Come to me when you need me
I never chose to leave
And I will never darling, never, never stop your need to grieve
Second guess that shiver, that invisible touch you feel
Second guess the shadows, was my outline real?
Believe in what I taught you
Believe I'd be with you if I could
Never darling, never, never doubt my love
I have in my possession an object I really prize.
It belonged to two guys whom I really idolize.
'Twas a necessary device when straight razors were the fad.
'Tis the leather razor strop used by my Grandpa and Dad.
Its precise genesis is really difficult to gauge,
But it's certainly well over a century old in age.
It shows the scars as they went to all the trouble,
To hone their razors to rid their mugs of stubble!
I can picture them as young swains shaving before the mirror,
With a steady hand trying not to nick an ear.
With a brush and soap to apply lather to their face,
Later to meet their sweeties decked out in ribbons and lace!
Now I never thought of a razor strop in relation to education,
But Mom found a novel use for it much to my mortification.
When I became rowdy and tended not to mind,
That cold, hard strop was generously applied to my behind!
I will pass the old strop along to a subsequent generation,
With vivid tales of Mom's expertise in its application!
This only to add to family knowledge and lore,
But to use on tender behinds never, never more!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
The unknown of "WHAT IFS"
Sets the mind into confusions
It twirls and twists into knots
and explodes into madness... Walking
like a zombie,
Heartless of emotions but walking aimlessly
to the Never Never Land of unknown!
Seducing your mind with beautiful dreams
A sweet grin soften up your face
The hunger in your heart is near damn as high as the sky goes
your hopes rises even for the trickiest
fool of the perfect illusion in the shadows.
You reach out to grasp on the rainbow so beautifully slanting above you
only to be graciously disheartened;
yet again!
Down fall you go
swimming in your pool of tears
and the wonders of it all
"WHAT IFS"
Strutting out as if to open a freak-show... Smile!
Written by; Akkina R Downing
09/24/16
Oh, dear Cot, you have supported me steady
From my days of infancy to senility
All through life you are my close buddy,
In unrest, it is in you I seek tranquillity.
Sprawling on your chest, to what all places I wander
To dream’s never- never land where I gleefully meander
Whenever I long for a relaxing nap
Like a host, you wait for me with all hospitality
When darkness descends, invariably I come to your lap
And you wilfully extend your warm cordiality
You are a close companion and a loving friend
I cannot tell, with you, how much of my time I spend
Both in the mundane regularity of daily life
And in sickness and ill health, you are dearly cherished
After a day’s tedious toil, you give me instant relief
Thus, in umpteen ways, your presence is greatly relished.
Of all other furniture that make a house a home
You are the most valued in your quadruped form
March.4. 2023
~ Placed Second~
Write an Ode Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Jeff Kyser
Here I am walking barefooted
beside the silvery sea~
The setting sun left a pastel pink hue
on silent summer sky,
filling my empty heart with warm aglow
as twilight birds begin to sing
our old favourite song.
I was here some years ago~
But not alone…
The laughters still echo
in the rushing white waves,
in the warm wind whispering
softly caressing my hair;
His deep eyes still painted in the clouds
that descend gently to kiss me;
The traces of our footprints adorning the satin sand
still vivid in my eyes like yesterday.
I sigh as the tepid water touches my frigid feet
Yes, I can only sigh~
For when will my love return
I’ll keep on waiting
Till the sun fades away,
Till the moon forgets the evening sky;
For this moment of waiting~ I know
will never, never be in vain.
4 September 2021
This or That, Vol 6 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh
2nd place
A BRIAN STRAND Libre Vers Poetry Contest
1st place
When we go to lalaland
Have our beauty sleep
We drift into the fairy tale world
They call the place of dreams
Some will dream of wonders
Others see amazing things
Everyone wishes upon a star
In this world of make believe
We say sweet dreams my angel
And wish them a goodnights sleep
Then off they go to lalaland
To the place of fantasy
So welcome to your dreamworld
This is never-never land
Where you can make your dreams come true
And hold them in your hands
So let your imagination
Fly away with you
When you float off to wonderland
There’s a dream waiting for you
Where dreams become reality
Like golden drops of sand
See there’s always a fairy tale to tell
When we visit lalaland
We say sweet dreams my angel
And wish them a goodnights sleep
Then off they go to lalaland
To the place of fantasy
We never know what dream awaits
And we might not dream everyday
But when were in that dream like state
Our dreams can either be small or great
And sometimes we go to lalaland
Simply day dreaming in the day
Even when somebody’s around
We could be miles away
We say sweet dreams my angel
And wish them a goodnights sleep
Then off they go to lalaland
To the place of fantasy
Now dreams they can be funny
Some full of beautiful things
When we go to that magical place
They call the place of dreams
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
© Copyright KC.Leake
30th January 2017
All Rights Reserved
Oh, I am always, I’m in so much in love with the Lord;
For He’s given me life this I know;
He is true to me, I am redeemed;
Confessed, repented sinner reprieved…
I’m forgiven
I’m forgiven
I am saved by the blood of the Lamb;
I will be living
I’ll be living
In the mansion, in the skies in heaven
Oh, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up;
So I lifted up my arms and hands;
God comes to me, He embraces and lifts up me…
He is truth, He is all that I need
And He embraces me
And He embraces me
For He never, never, ever let’s me BE;
And when I’m down, He’s always around
My God, My Jesus lifts and forgives me;
And He embraces me
And He embraces me
For He never, never, ever let’s me BE;
I’m forgiven
I’m forgiven
I am saved by the blood of the Lamb;
I will be living
I’ll be living
In the mansion, in the skies in heaven
And when I’m down, He’s always around
My God, My Jesus lifts and forgives me;
My God, My Jesus lifts and forgives me;
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
You are my hero forevermore-forever
because you did not give up never-never;
Mom, you are my hero:
so brave with courage and kindness ever !
You were sick for years but never complained
life was hard and there were days strained;
Mom, you will always be my hero:
and each day you were joyful and not constrained !
Though you had to carry heavy oxygen tanks
we went on many adventures- so thanks;
oh, yes Mom, you are my hero:
and we talked lots with you filling in the blanks !
And when the end came you said let me go
your Dad is waiting up above- you know;
Mom you are my hero:
I whispered okay- oh, what a dagger blow !
I am so proud to be your daughter Mom
because of your grace now I am a girl calm;
I want to be like my hero:
and as you died I held your hand in my palm !
________________
July 22, 2022
Poetry/Rhyme/My Forever Hero
Copyright Protected, ID 07-1475-246-22
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Rhyme pattern aaxa bbxb ccxc ddxd eexe
Written for the Standard contest, To Honor My Hero
sponsor, Anoucheka Gangabissoon, Judged 08/18/2022
First Place
This is no mere rejoicing thing,
The sun does peep again,
It pricks the roads with beamy swords
And dries the humid grain.
The water gleams with golden sheen,
A mirror on the lake,
As if the glass in daylight burns
With ripples at its wake.
Today it is a warm delight,
The moment I thought so,
A dark and dusky cloud obscured
The pleasant morning glow.
At once it called its sable mates,
With wrathful vapour swelled,
They rolled and rushed, and thereon squashed,
But never, never quelled.
As if it were a true display
Of demons talking loud,
They deal in lies, and cleave the skies,
And wrap them in a shroud.
The gales possessed by unjust souls
Fly off a million miles,
The casements clack and clutter all,
Fall victim to their wiles.
Ofttimes it pours from unknown source,
Breaking the bowl of night,
A darkened sky is sundered by
Electric veins of light.
From thence it throws loud, loud bellows,
The devil’s dance resumes,
It rips and whips the boats and ships,
All earthly noise subsumes.
He grumbles for some unknown cause,
And rumbles all again,
It shakes the child with thunders wild
And ceaseless rapid rain.
He shouts, and clouts the unseen air,
While tumbles many a toy,
The fearsome din sprang from the sin
I cannot but destroy.