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Jamesiana Howard Poem
Where
art thou, for I long for thee,
Simply just love, you and me,
Have you gone without a care,
And left me to sit, and wonder,
Where,
Are you, for me you use to shine
So bright,Nothng else mattered,
Cause we were so right,
Where,
Shall I sit, forever
And wait for thee? my queen,
Deeply in love, very few know
what I mean.
So until you need me again
I guess this is..
THE END...!!!!!
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Jamesiana Howard Poem
Hate is such a loaded word
since revealing itself, nothings been cured
When in love, and there is one
Who feels hate
Then Im sure if you listen
You could hear, one of their
Hearts break,not really sure
But it sounded like thunder
Cause that word hate
Can cut deep from under
The depths of ones soul
And in an instance
Their breathe you stole.
Sometimes hurt is not visible
It stays hidden under your skin
You could hide it so long
Another liftime could begin.
Someone expressed
The word hate towards me
And let me tell you, it hurt me deeply.
Now im a little scared
So with you this poem I shared.
"till then my flower"
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Bubbly and brown
Very rarley wears a frown
Easy on the eyes
Very easily she cries
The face that makes
Evil men reconsider
And bless the man
Who sleeps with her,
As beautiful as the
Sun that sets,
Her impression on you,
You'll never forget.
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So accuratley,
It passionatley, came to my vision
That you were a blessing from which
I've been missing.
As the sky was shaped,
Fashioned in blue,
I thank the lord
"So its extremely you"
I must believe that
Heaven must be missing an angel
Cause with me you've spent
Much quality time
Contrary to bliss,
Those feelings are mine,
I long to need
The depths of your soul
And in the future
Perhaps we could hold,
Each other,
Like the days could never end
And in the midst of it all
I found a special friend
So can you be extremly mine
So the essence of love
We can find.
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Jamesiana Howard Poem
We sit and wait, for the change of events
Is like wathcing paint dry,Thou art the simple
Glory that completes my life, when things
Don't go as planned,I go and hide my self and
Pray to be a better,a better man.
Such a comforting feeling knowing that
We have an extreme force that will fight your
evey battle and when they dont want you no
more, and your heart wants to explode, It's
A comfort to know that you call on him,
"Jesus"
And if revealed with faith and security
He shall be there on your every beckoned call.
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It is you, who sustaines my very life,
It was in your son's name,
I asked her,to be my wife.
You shaped me in my womb,
Came for grandma, much to soon,
He gave me life,while some chose death
And then they call his name
With nothing left.
It is you, who has helped me
when even mom couldn't
You have loved me with an uncon-
ditional love.
Guided me from your throne above
It is you, which whom I adore
Your divine path
I've been wanting to explore.
:"Lord of Lords": :"King of King":
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You are the epitome, of all women,
The unconditional love that your givin,
My days and nights, there's a continuous wish
That you remain in my heart, that would be
"Bliss"
Thou art the air in my lung's,the taste
on my tounge,You are simply the best,
The epitome of all the rest,
The complete and uncontested, love
That I have, every last dream together,
We did grab,So I ask thee, to be gentle, don't
Be so harsh,my soul, all my wrongs, did you wash
In closing, you are my everything
Possibly the one who makes the birds sing.
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Jamesiana Howard Poem
The tears should no-longer be,
I use to feel bliss,endlessly.
In an instance of a wish,
To passionatley feel your kiss,
So when thou shant be there
The tears continue to fall
Until God's final call
My tears are a direct reaction
Of the pain my heart feels
When the years they steal
They're leavin,but we ask
For an appeal,
With no relief in sight,
We pray with all our might,
And beseech the Lord to Answer.
"Till then my flower."
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