Remember when we were children?
We thought water flowed endlessly, and the leaves
never died.
At the playground, the sand was eternal. We would dig
to the very last grain until spring turned into fall.
Friendship lasted forever, every day
a new endeavor
We played until the sun met the earth, and
laughed until we didn't feel alone
Oh my, why does yesterday feel so long ago
Writer (me)
Tammy P
What would you call this writing, how does it make you feel?
If you decide to get a cobra
Better make it one who is black said Mrs. Minty.
We have a pet cobra that is white
She is prolific, her babies number twenty
I was horrified, for snakes are not my favorite things
I cannot imagine choosing to be with them.
And yet here was Mrs. Minty, whose praises many sing.
Who thinks a white cobra is her friend.
You can’t progress
Eyes can see it
Your eyes show as clear as day
You learned the art of taking advantage of others
Maybe consciously maybe unconsciously
Either way you learned it from another that did the same to you
And now you can’t shut it off
Your addicted
The question is
Do you want to love
Do you have the abilty to love
Do you have the ability to grow into something further
Something that can progress this world not destroy it
As some have so brilliantly showed in history thus far
After what has been done
Can you beat it
Or is it something that is going to consume you
You have to acknowledge it for what it is
Its not your fault that you learned it
But it is your fault if you recognize it within yourself and you decide to use it for power
For coercion, for seduction
You will never feel fulfilled
Quite the opposite
And in the end
Its only you that will suffer
You have to realize that by now
Because if you don’t
I fear that you may not see the end of your story
Because you simply don’t want to or you are too stubborn to see
But the end is clear
Now it is time for you to choose
You decide
Yesteryear our forefathers
Declared their Independence
They fought for freedom
They built a nation
They etched out a life
They considered the greater good
Today, we demand our way
We deserve what we want
We destroy what is in our way
We expect life to bend to our will
We want what’s best for us.
Tomorrow is a new day
Which legacy do you want
Togetherness or Selfishness
You decide
When you look at the present
What do you see
Is it the image you built
You portrayed it to be
When you look at your past
What do you feel
Is it an uplifting beat
Or is it a pain too real
When you look at your future
What do you want
Is it a positive image
Or will you let your past haunt
Now look at yourself
Where do you stand
Will you let yourself fail
Or be your biggest fan
By Troy Toney
4- 26 -14
Revised 12-30-2018
Another day full of questions my son.
You decided to wake up late.
While you knew you the nation needs you.
Here you are just confused where to start.
Why did you decide so?
I just heard rumors you have a kid in the hills.
We have had many conversations about marriage.
Where is my daughter-in-law?
Where is my grandson?
Why did you decide so?
A friend in the city told me you are doing drugs.
Like a straight tree I trimmed you well.
Do you remember your uncle in jail?
Do you remember the fate of Nyang’au?-Life Imprisonment
Why did you decide so?
Do you remember the prayers of your mum?
Can you reminisce when you used to sing in the choir?
It not out of conjecture, I know you are a good person
The child I sired can be a man of society
Why did you decide so?
The barrier is broken
And the captive is pardoned.
The stainless blood is shed
And there’s no more a tear.
He was bruised
That we may be healed.
In our darkest and deepest despair
The Master’s love quenches all senses of fear.
Thanks to the Prince
We are no more slaves to sin.
Because of His peace
We can finally be at ease.
The battle is done and the Victory is won
Only in Christ, the True One.
From Divinity to Humanity
He offfers all Eternity.
Oh, what a Savior to behold
With such favor to adore.
Redemption and Salvation
Are His ways of Divine Compassion.
Yes, Salvation! It’s no product of human action
But made available when you make that One Decision.
The decision to make Jesus the Lord of your life, Master of your heart
And Giver of your sight.
One step away
Please don’t delay.
He’s standing at the door of your heart, fully prepared to come inside
Just When You Decide.
She gave a call at 6 am she needed my advice
the little one she could not sleep his ghost was always there
I packed my bag and went to her for VIP extole
the sewing room is where he was ^. ^. but let me tell you why,
When he was bad, yes very bad she used to lock him up
and so it was that when he died he could not see the light
I achored him with words of trust and soon the wind was riled
and like a whirlwind throughing out , he passed the other side
She slept all sound from that day on because he crossed the thresh
there are some things in life you can't resolve with concrete touch
He was a child of beaten path suffering from enclosure
but when the medium gave consent the portal opened wide
When all else fails to work, its time for Spirit Guide and know
this world is a transient passerby a temporal place of qualm
and if you disbelief you lose, the center of your calm
I'd like to think there is much more then breath and earthly snore.
October 5, 2018
Some Say
“Life happens… When you have other things planned”
or
“You’ll find true love… Usually when you’re not looking”
Some Believe
“Our lives are influenced by fate and karma”
or
“The alignment of the stars represents our true personalities”
You Decide
Are our lives already pre-determined?
or
Is life what we make of it, through the options we have chosen?
Beautiful I say
You’re beautiful
He laughs like moonlight on
Water,
Flashes those dark green eyes,
Reminding me of cave walls I’d love to
Get lost in
My darling,
You scream of adventure and home.
Beautiful,
Just beautiful
I whisper from the other side of a
Camera lense
Who would’ve thought
The collision of this day and the next
Would set the horizon on fire.
She paints words across my mind and I
Smile at her, my muse
Has a habit of finding a rhythm for
My woes
Crimson ink in our veins
She discovers more exotic words for ‘ beautiful’
But nevertheless she is.
A tiger at bay
Fighting to be the last words,
The pearl in the oyster,
She brings the ocean to June
With me, we climb mountains and sip
The clouds
Her smile, white and brown
The earth and sky meeting
She’s beautiful
They’ve taught me
Beautiful doesn't mean anything
Unless it sounds
Brand new
The moment it bubbles from my
Lips.
~You Decide~
(Monchielle)
You decide what's to be
Good or bad you're to choose
You serve God or devil
There's no way in between
You will be fine or revel
You decide what's to be
Two masters you can't serve
Hope you opt for what's right
Do what you think is wise
Let light shine your life bright
You decide what's to be
Hope you act very smart
Don't learn all the hard way
Life hard don't complicate
Be positive each day
You decide what's to be
You have choices to make
No one can choose for you
Results come from actions
Think before wrongs you do.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
April.07.2016
~Author's Notes:
The "Monchielle" is a poetry style created by Jim T. Henriksen.
Won’t You Decide to Follow Jesus?
No good decision is made
that starts out as a lie.
A wise decision is to live for Jesus!
Why not give him a try?
The truth is that HE died
for me and you!
A decision to live for him
What’ll you do?
The lie is… It doesn't matter what
choice you make.
The truth is... You must do it now!
Before it's too late!
You'll never know when your
last day shall appear.
Your final day on earth
could be very near!
A decision for Jesus is the best
choice to be made.
His life for yours…
At Calvary, has been paid!
Come to the cross and give
everything to him!
Come and experience the joy
of being born again!
A decision based on (God's)truth,
is the best place to start.
Jesus' blood will cleanse you
with a new heart!
His gift of salvation is offered
to all of mankind.
Now’s the day of salvation!
And the accepted time!
By Jim Pemberton 04/01/15
How are you going to do it?
Depends on Me
You can only do what I want you to do
Know
I will not let you down
Love
Lord
**** me over **** me hard and dont forget to remove this shard, if glass could speak
we'd all be weak.
**** me over and **** me hard and you can hide the glare but I know your card.
All who reads this all who feeds bliss you love what you love and I love you but
In the end I'm whos screwed, If we're weak enough to fall then I guess its me who's glued.
Dont feed me this s.h.i.t don't feed me your food, would you call it gracious when I reside in such spacious liquid brewed? I steer and when under my head is clear which is why The end is what I fear.
-JLG
I love you
he says, smiling.
Twist his arms around mine,
fingers along mine,
mind at pace with mine.
Tick. Tock.
I love you too
whispered reply.
Empty words?
Only as empty as the smile.
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