The breath I took gave me relief
Because you were there in the air.
As soon as I took your grip,
Wanting to cherish every bit of you,
I started with your lip.
When my lips touched yours,
There was nothing else I could ask for.
I wanted to feel all of you.
I wanted to absorb all of you into me.
I wanted all our particles to intertwine.
It was an epiphany; I was yours, and you were all mine.
There was nothing I could see but you.
There was nothing I could feel but relief.
With you still loving my lips, the slower I inhaled,
The more your insecurities you unveiled.
The burn I felt in my chest—
It didn't feel like an injury.
From all insignificant matters,
It gave me rest.
I wanted it to last forever.
I wanted it to never end.
I wanted to keep holding you.
But with the blink of an eye, you were gone with the wind,
Mixed with that thick white hue.
From feeling your lips with utmost adoration
To not being able to stand you,
We have grown apart.
From intertwining our fingers
To denying each other's existence,
We have fallen apart.
Exhaling all the bittersweet affection,
I don't want you anymore—there is no doubt.
Most all have known me, a few know me well.
Ask people about me, here’s what they’d tell.
Sometimes when happy or sad I appear.
Here’s who I am, these statements make it clear.
I may happen while you’re cheering out loud,
Your child is succeeding, and you’re so proud.
Or in a moment when there is no doubt,
Suddenly your joy may bring me about.
In a time of sadness when life seems bleak,
You may notice as I run down your cheek.
Your heart is so heavy, it may just burst,
Here is the best clue, it should have been first.
When your loss is something or someone dear,
Everyone knows me and calls me a tear.
I dropped out of high school in August of 1986.
In 1993, that was a mistake that I decided to fix.
I was only fifteen years old when I dropped out.
When I ask people not to make my mistake, there is no doubt.
I studied from April of 1993 to June of 1995 and it was very cool.
I studied for twenty-six months until I graduated from high school.
Some people mistook my diploma for a GED but it's not.
I didn't take the easy way out like those people thought.
I became a high school graduate thirty years ago today.
Don't drop out of school like I did because it's not okay.
(I graduated from high school thirty years ago today on June 21, 1995)
Our Father in Heaven
Hallowed be your name
thank you that you
Love us for who we are
You know us inside out
But you still love us there is no doubt
with every blemish and ever stain
you love us for who we are
Any you love us all the same
Jesus came to show such love
That we may never know
But he showed true love
Giving his life for us cleaning us
our sin may be red as crimson
But he will wash us whiter than the snow
thank you Lord that you love us just as we are
We belong to you.
We welcome you into our hearts
Amen
God loves us for who we are
He called us
He choose us
He wants us
Just as we are
We are in his hands
Forever he gives
Forever he forgives
He welcomes us
And has a plan for us
Just the way we are Amen
Into the magic, bubbling cauldron, I jumped in,
my mind, a cacophony of din.
I had thrown my life away.
So, this is how it would end -
into a boiling hell, descend?
When I was born, did fate portend
I would die without a friend
on this decisive dismal day.
Yet, this dreadful drop, my life didn't stop.
Instead, I rose back to the top,
and what did I see?
I hadn't, for a minute, drowned,
and, surprisingly, I'd found,
I was small and round,
a baby, pure and wee.
Washed away, my life of sin,
but memories, still dwelt within.
I could live my life another way.
I shouted with a happy voice -
for each decision, a different choice.
It was a time to rejoice.
It would be a brand-new day.
I would not have abandoned my friends.
My life would come to different ends,
and of the girl who gave my heart a lift,
sweet, Mary, kind and fair,
I would not leave her there
as if I didn't care.
I'd recognize God's gift.
But it was not how it did seem.
This potion gave me just a minute's dream.
and I found there is no doubt,
in life you don't know in advance,
and there is no second chance,
as boiling bubbles about me danced,
and my light went swiftly out.
A photon checked into a hotel,
a rather interesting sight.
It was asked "Do you have luggage?"
It said, "No, I'm travelling light."
When I'm at home I like to read books,
and relax in my dressing gown.
I'm reading a book about anti-gravity.
I just can't put it down.
Staying in shape is important,
of that there is no doubt.
I keep trying to exercise
but it just isn't working out.
My friend fell into an upholstery machine -
one of the strangest things I've ever seen.
Everyone was shocked and exclaimed "Wow!",
but I can say he's fully recovered now.
Mathematicians are so smart.
Their work is often stunning.
But to the guy who invented zero,
thanks for absolutely nothing!
There was a WWI soldier
whose name was Bobby Pederson.
He survived both mustard gas and pepper spray.
He was a seasoned veteran.
Computer scientists are brilliant,
I must admit.
How much do they like 0 and 1?
Quite a bit.
The crisis in California is heartbreaking and it certainly is dire.
I donated $20.00 to the American Red Cross to help the victims of the wildfires.
I donated and I encourage you to donate too.
It will certainly be a kind thing for you to do.
The situation is horrible and there is no doubt.
Please donate to these people to help them out.
Six numbers on the screen
I am sure they look familiar
The birthdays of loved ones
Chosen to make it simpler
I look again and rub my eyes
I'm sure there is no doubt
But where is the ticket?
Have i tossed it out?
My husband coming home from work
Is shocked to hear my news
We've got the winning numbers
Although we may just lose
I don't know where the ticket is
My husband starts to scout
Where did you last have it?
I must have tossed it out!
Bewildered I retrace my steps
And think of where I've been
Just as I give up all hope
I find it in the bin
The crumpled ticket found
I start to scream and shout
A luxurious life awaits me
To think I almost tossed it out!!
My two sons will always be part of my life
I had always watched them with that special drive
When your kids were born, I looked into your eyes
And not once but twice I won that special prize
I always knew you two boys would grow up to be great men
My two sons show the world what our family represents
In your life, you will make mistakes
And in the end, I know you will tackle anything you face
The work ethic that you do with so much pride
You never had your family life or work collide
There is no doubt you will always succeed
In life, there are no guarantees, but in my mind, you will always exceed
I will always be there if you need something
Call me if you just want to talk, or if you are struggling
Because every day I will tell the world how proud I am to say
You are my two sons
5. “The essence and the whole of Vedanta is this Knowledge, this supreme Knowledge:
That I am by nature the formless, all-pervasive Self.”
6. “There is no doubt that I am that God who is the Self of all; Pure, indivisible, like the sky.
Naturally stainless.”
Unreal is all that that comes and goes
Beliefs and concepts are thought constructs
I Am living light in renewal, unending bliss that flows
In the light of absolute truth illusionary ego self-destructs
All that is manifest and formless is singular Self (God) alone
Absolute oneness stands outside of time and space
When ego recedes true Self comes into its own
Oh hermit, there are no puzzles to lace
Not Just Another Thursday
By Franklin Price
07/04/2024
It's not just another Thursday
It's the fourth day of July
Celebrating independence
These few words will tell you why
Our founding fathers took a chance
And declared to separate
From the hand of England
On this very month and date
In seventeen and seven six
Independence was declared
Here and now is where we are
This is to look how we have fared
The government in Washington
Has replaced the English King
The independence of the people
Is not presently their thing
The parties do not oft agree
The people suffer for their voice
The election soon is coming
It's time to make a better choice
The ones who think they're royalty
Quite a few there is no doubt
Have reduced our independence
In November vote them out
If we care for independence
We must vote upon that day
We the people must particpate
To have our declaration say
I feel the joy, promising hope,
Familiar joy – ensuring I can cope.
I feel the song, playing in my soul,
Beautiful music, praises to extol…
He is my joy, my honor, my life.
He is the comfort who takes away all strife.
He is my cheer, my solace, my relief.
From every burden, every sin and every grief.
I feel the light, reflecting His gentle love,
Familiar light, shining softly from above.
I feel the wonder of peace without end.
There is no doubt that He is my best friend.
He is the reminder that God is in control.
He’s my always and He makes me whole.
He is my light in the darkest black of night.
He has a love that makes everything alright.
I feel the stillness that lends me such grace.
Beautiful whisper of a love I’ll ever embrace.
I feel the calm that shadows the heart who believes.
There is the promise that His love – it never leaves.
He is the answer to every question I might ask.
Because He is love, I have no need to wear a mask.
He knows me better than I can possibly conceive.
All He requires is a heart who will truly believe!
It must be the Christmas holidays planes are grounded again
This time of year presents itself as Groundhog Day, not a question of it but when
The airlines have used every excuse as to why they can't fly
Why don't they come clean, we know the reason why
There is no doubt the skies are closed to allow Santa to test drive a sled
I am sure nobody would complain if this was the story we were fed
The weather office reports a severe storm nearby
The chances of making it home for Christmas are not very good, I think I am going to cry
Not going to give up hope maybe a miracle awaits
An announcement everyone was hoping to hear, flights are resuming the storm starts to abate
The roller coaster ride has finally come to an end
It, 's time to make up with the airlines and call them my friend
There is no doubt that Santa is in charge at this time of year
That green nemesis known as the Grinch his only job should be cleaning up after the reindeer
Maybe after Christmas, he may want to consider running for President, we surely know he can deliver
A man who produces peace and goodwill for all mankind I think we should all consider
If you see this as a fantasy have you checked the way our politicians have been acting lately
The constant chaos and fighting within our governments is certainly not stately
What presents have they left us under the tree , more of the same, higher taxes and a book to show you how nothing gets done
Look what Santa achieves with the help of those enchanting elves, who look like they are having fun
Our politicians need to read a book on how to compromise with each other
Both parties continue to play the same old song My Way Or The Highway but with two different results too numerous to cover
Politicians need to take an example from the man in the red suit, a person we all seem to be able to get behind
If you want my vote on election day put on a red suit ,It will help me make up my mind
As I laid there looking up at the stars,
I felt sad and all alone.
The sting of old scars
made me realize that you were already gone.
No matter what I said, I was to blame,
yelling at me about my upbringing.
All I have left is your last name,
and a heart that was crushed and bleeding.
As I laid there on the ground,
with my heart all torn to pieces.
I heard a familiar sound,
He said, “ as you let go, the pain decreases.”
I made up my mind,
all determined and true.
I was leaving the past behind,
and moving on to somewhere new.
I got to my feet,
wiped the tears from my eyes,
was more determined not to accept defeat.
I was through listening to the lies.
As all my chains were breaking,
I had gotten my wings.
While you were sitting in the dirt shaking,
I took flight and now my heart sings.
I hear a voice calling out
“come up higher“
With His voice there is no doubt,
Jesus is my only desire.
He is calling to His Bride,
All spotless and white
Get ready to ride,
I AM making everything right!!!
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