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Stephen Stewart Poem
Sometimes just a phone call
is never quite enough
when your hopes and dreams have faded..
or when times are really tough.
Do we really have to go through,
all this bitterness and pain.
Pointless arguments and quarrels,
when there`s nothing left to gain.
Simple words we take for granted,
we might never say again...
bitter thoughts we leave behind us,
chasing whispers in the rain.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2015
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Stephen Stewart Poem
Bacon and eggs.(Hospital Food)
So here goes a story about bacon and eggs,
Breakfast they call it,looked more like the dreggs.
but as i soon learned,was an outside canteen,
where in front of my eyes,rolls and sausage were seen.
So i orders one up,
with some pepper and sauce,
but had almost passed out,from how little it cost.
So here`s to the staff,
in the hospital canteen,....
What we tick on our menus,
please make sure it is seen .
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2017
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Stephen Stewart Poem
Poets of justice,
we are all made of skin.
Yet the words we have spoken,
have worn so thin.
Let a man say his word,
and let his word be so.
Let the seed soak the water,
and the future will grow.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2008
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Stephen Stewart Poem
The difference in me.
The difference in me,
is clear as can be.
In my general apperance,
now im substance free.
My road is a struggle,
and that is no lie.
Tho id rather continue,
than fade out and die..
I look to the future,
i like what i see.
So now i am certain,
this good lifes for me.
I still have my worries,
and life is no breeze,
but i still have my manners.
My thank yous,and please.
So as i continue,
on this road i am on.
I shall look to the future,
as the past is gone.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2017
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Stephen Stewart Poem
Let us give up this time,
to give glory and praise.
To the world all around us,
to the changing of days.
We were born to be one,
to unite and hold hands.
But the war it continues,
still dividing the lands.
Such a sad time of year,
for the lonely and old,
Nothing worth giving in to.
nothing left to withhold.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2008
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Stephen Stewart Poem
To those who have past,
over meadows of green.
With great visions of wonder,
which have yet to be seen.
As our time rushes by,
through the wind and the rain.
We shall rise from the shadows,
of our hidden pain.
To those who have been,
but has never been known,
those who shall be remembered,
from the courage they,ve shown.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2009
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Stephen Stewart Poem
As i walked through the shadows,
on the darkest of nights.
I could feel my pulse racing,
as i trembled with fright.
With the whispers of wind,
and the slow falling rain.
i was starting to wonder,
"Am i really insane"
Distant voices with echo,
loud and clear in my head.
No one else is around me,
no one hear`s what is said.
But the more i had listened,
it was all made so clear.
Its just voices of nature,
playing tricks with my ear.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2017
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Stephen Stewart Poem
I will raise my middle finger,
to anyone who wants to linger.
To those who drag me down,
or treat me like a clown.
I really ain't so foolish,
i see what you re trying to do.
Trying to bring me to your levels,
when you know what I'm going through.
Its so childish and petty ,and some what immature.
There really is no need for it,
when you know there is no cure.
So heres to all you haters,
whom i shall never miss.
This has reached its furthest point now,
i aint for taking more of this.
So watch my middle finger,
which i shall slowly raise.
This will be my cure for anger,
as i curse upon your graves.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2017
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Stephen Stewart Poem
When the darkness approaches
and your not quite awake,
with your head on the pillow
on this road that we take.
In this timeless emotion,
through the centre of dreams,
empty heads filled with wonder,
nothing quite as it seems.
In this timeless emotion,
all is certain to show,
peaceful thoughts leave reminders,
on this road that we go.
In this timeless emotion,
nothing is as it seems,
from this spell that we`re under
whilst behind peaceful dreams.
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2009
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Stephen Stewart Poem
I wish my pain would disappear,
at least for just one day.
It gets harder every single year,
since the day you went away.
I wish i had you here with me..
at least for just one day,
then all my troubles and my fears
would simply fade away.
I wish i had you here with me
to see your smiling face,
and travel through the stars with you
to that very special place.
i wish i had you here with me,
i wish,i hope,i pray
that all my hopes and dreams came true
and you never went away....
Copyright © Stephen Stewart | Year Posted 2015
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