Contest: 1498
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Written: 090226
This poem is not about romance, but about
Learning to relate to everyone with love.
It's about loving all people, no matter what.
Whether or not you see me,
I see you.
Whether or not you hear me,
I hear you.
Whether or not you understand me,
I understand you.
Whether or not you change your
Attitude, or refuse to apologize,
I chose to always forgive you.
Whether or not you feel me,
I feel you.
Whether or not the gentle winds
Of life guide a fragrance of me
Toward you, I sense the sweet
Aromas of you.
Whether or not your thoughts of me
Are of the purest stock and kind,
I think only of the best in you.
Whether or not there be a place
For me at your heart's table,
My heart always make room for you.
Summer fades, and autumn seems drawing near,
Yet autumn shall never to you appear.
Winter passes, and warm spring promises to rise,
Yet spring shall no longer greet your eyes.
For within 'your' seasons, 'I' am the one who stays.
With a blazing, scorching spark,
Burn 'you' and 'I' into the dark!
At last, you shall come to see,
You shall realize the truth of thee:
Spring, summer, autumn, and winter’s grace—
They take no sides in this shifting space.
Do not ask me why this is so!
Deep within the mighty Cape of Good Hope,
Where the rocky, narrowest crevices slope,
A flower blooms, neither of winter’s chill nor spring’s embrace—
It blooms by hope alone, in its own sacred place!
There is a decision, that involves our life,
the hurts and pains, the misery and strife.
As you know, both good and bad we be,
but the only wrongs in this world, is in others, that we see.
In this world as we live, when with each other, we fight,
we spread those seeds of darkness, instead of spreading the light.
Those things we say, how they kill the heart,
as we justify ourselves, we hold others guilty of their part.
The subtle ways, that we don’t seem to see,
how the darkness uses others, except for you and me.
We are all alike, but we don’t see the same way,
there is a decision to make, before that final day.
We are both, good and bad you see,
the way we live, is just how we be.
Good or bad, is the choice, that we have to face,
for life is the price, at the end of our race.
The decision that we make, leads to life or death, you see,
if we willingly, continue to live as both, we will live in misery.
our love
FIRE and ICE
our relationship
GIVE and TAKE
you REMEMBER
i FORGET
we are
NIGHT and DAY
we are
LOVE and HATE
in a world of
WAR and PEACE
one will
WIN
the other will
LOSE
at the end of the day all opposites are the same, but different in solid, liquid, shape and form.
Consider this title for all its worth
this is the Son of God, Jesus, the only one
He took our sins to Calvary's cross
there, He paid the ultimate price as God's son
Jesus became our substitute in our place
we should have paid it instead of Him
but out of His abundant love so priceless
He took our judgment right over the brim
But God the Father raised Him up
three days later, death's power was beat
this same Jesus walked again on earth
proving He is God, so bow at His mercy seat
Then Jesus ascended to His Father's side
there interceding on our behalf there
eternally in that place till He returns
for His elect under the holy Spirit's care
Come and celebrate our Thanksgiving
to this Lord Jesus, our great love
be eternally grateful for His faithfulness
His grace, His mercy, which came from above
Thank Him for His blessed shed blood
that covers our sins, blotting them out
bringing His imputed righteousness upon us
so not one sin can the Father eternally count
Praise the holy name of Jesus
God's lovely son forever, amen!
never forget all that He has done
glorious in His name, my forever friend
Once
you and me
could survive together
those days are behind us now
days of happiness
turned into days of thunder
not knowing
who would make it out alive
do I miss those days?
I miss
the once you and me
the happiness I felt
I didn't need the thunder
I just wanted to be together
Some may argue,
"I don't see evil this day."
Those are the ones for which we must pray.
For the devil has clouded their thoughts of today;
for this, the devil gives them no say.
He simply strives to lead us astray,
broken promise of returning one day.
Nay, the past has left like a ship out to sea.
Returning is a future without you and me
For the ship was of good spirit and heart
It created tools to encourage our part.
A future given of nothing but play
promises life will soon end one day.
Photo of you I posted in my heart
Drives, dribbles me in the court that count
Logos I stick on my shirt
Faces of you that mount
Memories of you I treasure
Frequencies I feel and hold
Selfies you share with me so cool
Breaths of me that fold
Our pictures in me, I keep
Smiles we keep and lift
Night or day we dip
Our lips too far that drift
One day, you left and I pout
Days passed, I waited for you
You who forgot to send a note
And blaming me, not you
Upon your return you snobbed me
Acting like a kid and mimed at me
Photos of you and me I showed
Posted on a high wall...
in the mall where you met me!
A Self-Perspective Of You And Me
Thanks so very much,
Those me Psalms got me thinking;
Thought you had left me:-
Then came awareness,
A canvas of you and me;
We being just one
Now, here we all be,
In a blessed trinity:
Myself, you, and me
Wow, what a comeback:-
Hail God’s great awakening:
The you, that is me:-
in the pauses between heartbeats
time stretches like endless twine ~
you sip wine made from lifeblood
write poetry with the ocean’s tears
speak in verses I’ve never tasted…
our hearts pulse to a different beat
When the heart feels low,
or the day feels too long,
just one warm cup of tea,
and you by me, that’s enough.
No revelries, no crowd,
just peace and a little quite ride.
your smile,
Your gentle touch,
my gaze,
Our heartbeats,
and tea by our side.
Always remember,
You share your laughter,
so share your pain too.
I’m here,
in every season,
for that one quiet cup of tea,
with you.
Always.!
©Chitra Arun
You are wonderful, one of a kind,
Please don’t ever leave me behind.
Not wanting to rush the love we explore,
There’s a growing love inside we shouldn’t ignore.
The times we spend together are comfortable and free,
I think of you when we are alone, I think of you and me.
To you I give my heart, mind, and soul ( All of me ),
For I believe you are my world, my destiny.
A vision of pure happiness comes into view,
I know all my dreams lead me right to you.
So now you know how much you mean to me,
Without you I’d be lost and without glee.
Scott W.
Bluebird, I love you
Don't leave me, ok?
Stay in my life
Just in case of someday
And if it's not meant
Then at peace I will be
Though I'll never give up on the dream...
You and me
You and me
Belongs in Gods world
He is the one
That have made us
In his imagine
We are very beautiful
To God
AIso he is the one that gave us
The gift of life
And life is very precious
We will not ruin our lives
By smoking cigarettes
If we do that
We will ruin our lungs
And we will die of lung cancer
Also we are not going to do that
Because we want to live a healthy life
Style
Also we made a promise to you God
That we will stay sober
Forever
We are not going to walk out
Of your life God
Because we know that is a wrong thing to do
God we hope that you will keep us
Alive every day
We finally got used to live on earth
And we know that the earth is our home
Yes the earth is also over populated
With lots of people
Also we know that they have the same right
To live on earth
You
and me,
me and you.
Whichever way
You arrange the words
sounds just as sweet to me.
Though the universe evolves,
the two of us should ever be
linked together through eternity,
all through our lives and even after death.
For life for me is nothing without you
and you say that you feel that way too.
This is my solemn marriage vow.
I promise so all shall hear
To love and cherish you,
faithful for ever.
The two of us,
you and me,
no-one
else
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