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Let Me Live My Life
All the greed and control, all I want is to live my life
All the schemes taking toll, all I want is to live my life
All the fear depicted in the news, I just want to live my life
All the lies told within their views, I just want to live my life
The government that needs control, just let me live my life
The sheeple that they enrol, just let me choose my life
The greed of the very few elites, wanting to control my life
The lost souls, feeling defeat, wanting some kind of life
We as a people, must rise up against these foul entities
We are beginning to understand who are these enemies
We are starting to awaken to the terrible lies being told
We are starting to realize our humanity is being sold
You must realize we all have a part in this insane play
You and I standing together as one, we do have a say
We can end this insanity if we stand strong and tough
We as the human race can say stop, enough is enough
Just because we’ve
been disputing
Doesn’t mean we
should be putting
Our relationship on
hold
We should take a
step that’s bold
Finding the strength
we both need
Before we set each
other free
We don’t need to
deliberate
The years together
have been great
Our love was on a
speedy track
Why cant we get it
all back
Side by side as we
both win
The race we started
way back when
Both our hearts were
true and open
With the love that
we were hopin’
Wouldn’t change
throughout the years
We never had worries
or fears
About the fact not
to conceal
This love we have is
very real
I’m asking you just
one more time
If you would look
and change your mind
And take my heart so
we can soar
Please step inside
and close the door
Written: November 15, 2024 For Glenn Hughes Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
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In the quiet of the evening,
a whisper echoes through my mind,
the old saying wraps around my heart,
stubborn, as ivy on a weathered wall.
I have been praying,
for the girl who stands out as a star,
a flicker in the haze of my lonesome nights.
I think you have felt the weight,
the soft heaviness of sad thoughts,
as rain that slowly seeps into the ground.
I have been waiting to touch you,
With each passing hour a reminder
of the warmth that lingers in your smile,
a photograph etched into my soul.
I remember you, wide-eyed and wild,
a spirit that danced with the wind,
yet I feel the shadows creeping—
the worries that press against your heart.
I promise, no rush,
no hurried steps down paths unclear,
I’m here, as a lighthouse,
calling you back to the shore of safety.
Stay, won’t you?
Just for a moment, hold back the tides,
the pull of things unknown and scary.
Let’s weave our stories anew,
break that gateway
to where hope and fear can coexist.
Let’s sit under a sky painted with stars,
where our words flow as water,
each drop a piece of our truths,
each pause a chance to breathe.
Let’s lay out our tender hearts,
like a canvas eager for raw strokes,
this is our chance—
to build a world where sorrow softens,
to craft a love that rises same as dawn.
So, baby, don’t slip away,
let’s hold tight to this moment,
turn the shadows into light,
and let’s chase the darkness together.
With each heartbeat, I’m calling—
won’t you please come back?
Every day I spend with you means so much to me
The love you send out surrounds my heart, it's very plain to see
When I hold you in my arms your soothing touch awakens my senses
You have taken down all my defenses
Valentine's day may come but once a year
For me cuddling on the sofa and showing affection every night will never disappear
I have become a more complete person with you by my side
Our spirits have united together to become our special guide
When you walk into a room your smile hypnotizes me
All my positive thoughts are reacting to what I see
When you find that special someone don't let her go
Make Valentines your Groundhog Day, you will be able to watch how quickly your relationship will continue to grow
I do not have any inkling for a topic of a poem to write on,
When I am 80 years old, it will be a nice poem to say that I am old,
With the lost muse, everything will be come on.
When I am slow at doing my chores, I tell my kids, I am getting old,
They say, You are not getting old, you are already old,
When I am 80 years old, it will be a nice poem to say that I am old.
I take my grand kids for a walk around the park, feelin not that old,
They run, they laugh, they play, they wonder why I walk so slow,
They say, You are not getting old, you are already old.
At bed time, grandkids want me to read a story from the book, little slow,
I start to nap in the middle with a dream,
They run, they laugh, they play, they wonder why I walk so slow.
With my feet dangling in the grave, I thought I will be spiritual as per my dream,
After reading for a while the good book, my mind goes under a spell,
I start to nap in the middle with a dream.
When I walk outdoors, I watch the calm bay under the volcanic hills, sleeping on,
I do not have any inkling for a topic of a poem to write on,
When the volcano erupts, all my feelings, together with lava, will submerge in quiet bay right on,
With the lost muse, everything will be come on.
Bare-branched the woodland trees, edging the lake
Young Pen glided alone without a mate
Graceful her strokes, nary a wave or wake
I watched and wondered, what would be her fate
He circled her before landing nearby
Handsome Cob, but friend or foe would he be
She turned away from him, wary and shy
No trumpet called. No intent decreed.
In circles they swam until their wings brushed
Eyes lifted, in that moment they both knew
Tenderly, with necks entwined, her cheeks flushed
She followed him to a stand of bamboo
Intimate calls were whisperings each night
'til away they flew, together in flight
Came the time of twilight and winds shifted
Upon lake waters brewed cause for worry
When in sorrow it had seemed they'd drifted
Woe to hearts if it ended their story
Spring was on nigh, but grey clouds filled the sky
Pen feared her Cob would abandon their bed
She cried thinking he would tell her, 'goodbye'
Ripples on the lake, hope hung by a thread
Together or apart, their reflection.
She pleaded with him, "I want nothing more
than to give you my love and affection."
He drew her near, "It's you that I adore."
Tale of Pen and Cob continues today
Faithful in love, they're nesting on the quay
April~3~23~kj
Falling in love with you is like falling in love with me
You are everything I always wanted my man to be
Why did it take so many years for me to find you
I hate the different experiences I have been through
You could have saved me from the pain and the heartaches
With your love you could have saved me the many heartbreaks
I was searching from person to person trying to stay patient
I wasted years on one person and not sure what that meant
I could have used all that time loving you much deeper
Instead of hoping to catch love like a wide receiver
We're two different individuals so you wouldn't have found me
We're from two different generations, cultures and country
It would have been so perfect to have met you as a child
Learning love together while our imaginations run wild
I know that's hard to imagine because your much older than me
We should have met each other earlier because we were meant to be
Imagine if the both of us were in love as teens
You would have been my prom date and my everything
We're so connected and we would have stayed together
If we would've met earlier things would have been much better
You and I would have been deeper than high school sweethearts
We would have shown the world that soul mates never part.
Always a dream as the stars wink and smile
Never ending beauty shines picture perfect
Gifted when the moon smiles silver waves
Endless pleasure in a breath of wind sweet
Love blowing goodnight wishes to Heaven
Everlasting happiness sings with such elation
You bring joy when echoes fall silent smiling
Eyes of emotions sparkle golden warm kisses
Sweetly the sun kisses a new day with you
Longing for your passionate caress everyday
Oxygen needed to calm me down as we touch
Vivacious you are My Sweet always on my mind
In love always everyday with you my Dearest One
Never ever wanting to leave your side at all
Great things in abundance result from our love
You are simply the most wonderful person to me
Our love is a mutual bond that binds us together
Unique signifies the nature of our love My Sweet
First always you are in my heart and soul My Love
Our love, desire, and passion are boundless always
Ready always to take you in my arms Dearest One
Ever precious you are as my true love and soulmate
Very intent and passionate always when thinking of us
Ever present we are now in each other’s life My Love
Remembering the love we share forever always one
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (January 24, 2015) (Acrostic)
"I seem to find the happiness I seek
when we're out together dancing cheek to cheek." ~ Irvin Berlin
"I seem to find the happiness I seek
when I'm atop a Sierra Nevada mountain peak." ~ by poet
The time for our annual camping trip is here.
My brothers and I - none of us can wait
for these two summer weeks each year.
We wake up early and hit the interstate.
Still dark, we see the amazing desert sky -
nature's breathtaking, starry slate.
The sunrise over cactus meets the eye,
above, a majestic California hawk
soars in the smog-less, clear blue sky.
Arriving in the mountains, it's time to walk.
We'll hike to a flowing crystal creek,
and hear the silence - there is no need to talk.
We will find the happiness we seek,
standing on a Sierra Nevada peak.
This cool summer breeze dancing around me as i sit on the rooftop of downtown brunswick
Admiring the beauty of the city
New brunswick had a different vibe at night, it wasn’t as hectic
It brought peace and a rushload of memories
Like the times me and my friends would come up here because we only felt that sense of freedom up on the roof , that aliveness that the clouds brought as they creeped with the sunset
New brunswick will always be home , no matter how many miles I move away
The burger and bubble tea place on easton will always serve the best , just like the cute record shop across the street that will always be hip
A lovely city , no doubt
The process of murals covering the walls and the community coming together to get rid of hate
It is a beautiful growth of what’s to come