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There you are being conceived in your mother's womb.
Before you know it you will be born in this world
real soon.
As you develop; you start to move around. You take in
your first food as your mom gobbles it down.
Your ears start to develop; behold now you can hear!
You start to move around as the sounds you hear are
weird.
You look around to only darkness. So you yawn and fall
asleep. Look at those precious toes that are taking
shape on your little feet!
You hear your mother talking and you react to her voice.
You start to kick. You start to coo. It seems to make
you rejoice.
I can hear the sound of your heart beat, and at hearing
it I fall in love. I take a moment to see what is now
going on in heaven above.
Yah smiles down upon you as a precious baby is starting
to take shape. Everything seems good so far, but hold up
baby...wait!
A pain hits you hard. You're wondering what's the
commotion. You don't even know it, but your mom
is now having an abortion.
You don't deserve this. You're a precious baby. To be
born is the Father's will. But you don't even know it,
because now you are being killed.
The pain is killing you...unbearable pain, but what can
you do. It hurts too much to say this is what your mom
thinks of you.
Some think they know better, but your life began at
conception. Why do some think otherwise? Is it because
they fell victim to the devil's deception?
Look at you torn to pieces. I'm crying at the sight
of you. But it's a relief to your mother, she sees a
different point of view.
Another child dead. Another life gone. I can't control
my emotion. A precious gift from above is now the victim
of another abortion.
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My heart is torn to pieces. Really, it's on
life support. So bad that it's aching and this
pain is getting worse.
How could you be so cold? You were once by my
side. How could you give up on us? Can you see
the tears I cry?
I guess now it doesn't matter. I guess it was
all a lie. I guess your word was not a bond.
Your word wasn't good as mine.
Maybe I can hold my head up. Maybe I shouldn't
take it that hard. Maybe this is a blessing in
disguise...I found out the person you truly are.
I was ready to give you the world, then here he
comes along. You fell for the words he told you.
You were mine, but now you're gone.
I could pretend with wishful thinking hoping you'll
come to your sense. But if you did how will I know
you'll only break my heart again?
I'll be alright, but as for now I don't want to face
the world. I can't put it in my mind that you are no
longer my girl.
One last hug
One last kiss
One last look upon your face.
Goodbye love
Goodbye hon
He has now taken my place.
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And I will give to you my love. I will give you
my devotion. I'll tell you how I feel about you
with my full emotion.
Because it is you I do love, for you there's nothing
I wouldn't do. I just want to take this time to say
that I cherish you.
You are so sweet, sweeter than the purest honey. And
the love you give to me is priceless; you can't buy it
with money.
I hold you in high esteem. You're the sweetest I've
ever met. Believe me when I say that it is you I'll
never forget.
Because it is you I do love, for you there's nothing
I wouldn't do. I just want to take this time to say
that I cherish you.
Goodbye loneliness. Goodbye to pain and distress. Truly
I found my love, and she's the very best.
Words cannot express how much I adore you. I love you,
I love you, my darling, I say this with the truth.
Just call my name and I shall say, "Here I am." I'll
forever be by your side. I'll forever be your man.
Because it is you I do love, for you there's nothing
I wouldn't do. I just want to take this time to say
that I cherish you.
Like a perfect stone picked from the brook, it was
your hand I then took.
Like the glorious light I saw in the sky, one look at
you and I felt so high.
If I were to lose you I would feel a part of me has
gone. I then would not ever again sing another song.
I'll give you all my love and whatever you do wish.
And before I let you go, let me conclude by saying this.
It is you I do love, for you there's nothing I wouldn't
do. I just want to take this time to say that I cherish
you.
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Just a month ago I had a new baby brother. I play
with him a lot, but I'm really concerned about my
mother.
She really gets upset when she can't calm baby
from his cries. She tells me she's okay, but I
see sorrow in her eyes.
I'm really young so I don't know...this is my confession.
So I ask daddy what's wrong with mom, "Postpartum
depression."
Not knowing what that means, I say, "Okay," and go
my way. I go to my room and with my toys I begin
to play.
Daddy comes in and hugs me hard, I shout out, "Dad,
that hurt!" "Sorry, just wanted to show that I love you
before I'm off to work."
Later in the day, here I am playing in my room. I
hear the baby crying, but suddenly silenced by a
boom.
I hear my mom crying, she then lets out a wicked
roar. The baby has died, he was thrown violently
to the floor.
I'm weeping and wailing, "Why mom?! What did you do
that for?!" She's going off, she's screaming, "I can't
take this anymore!"
She then starts for me, but I run and hide under the
bed. I'm thinking, "She killed my brother and now...
now she wants me dead."
"For the nine months I carried you," She screams "I
thought you were the end of my sorrow. Now I regret
having you. You will not live to see another tomorrow!"
Suddenly I'm grabbed by the legs. She pulls me from
under my bed. She then grabs a pillow and proceeds
to put it over my head.
I'm screaming. I'm crying, "Mom, please let me go!" I
hear her faint voice shouting, "No, for you to have to
go!"
I'm losing my breath. My cries turn to silent sighs. Now
I know how it feels when one is about to die.
My body goes limp. I can no longer fight, there's nothing
left. "What did I do to deserve this?" I have just taken
my last breath.
This was a fictional story, but in the real world this
could be true. Mom, if you ever think of hurting your
baby, then listen, I'm talking to you.
This mother murdered her children, then proceeded to take
her own life. Leaving a grieving husband alone, crying
night after night.
This may be harsh of a poem, but to you, let this be a
lesson. Go and seek help if you are suffering from
postpartum depression.
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By the beach, I walk. I see sea gulls flock. Breeze touching my face,
I can almost feel your embrace.
From a distance, I hear you whisper. From a distance, I hear it clearer.
I stop my heart, I make it tame. When I hear you call out my name.
I hear sea waves crashing against the rocks. The sound of it makes me
miss you a lot. Softly, the birds sing their song. Oh how much for you
I long!
From a distance, I hear you speak. As I hear your voice, my knees go
weak. If only I knew the words to express how I feel. Then you’d be
with me, you’d be here.
By the beach, the sun sets. I remember the day we first met. You were
by the beach on your knees. Asking my name, you even said please.
From a distance I see it before my eyes. I remembered too well how sparks
started to fly. We were inseparable, we fell so in love as we walked by
the beach gazing the stars above.
By the beach, we were to wed. It all changed when that fatal accident happened.
I remember too well that fateful night. Watching the news, it was a horrible
sight!
You were driving, on your way to me. When a car swiveled and took you away from
me. In the news, about your death I learned. I couldn’t breathe, my throat burned.
I cried a river upon realization. I just couldn’t stop this painful sensation.
I once had you, you were mine. Now everything isn’t fine.
I hear the waves beat against the shore and here I am with a mountain to climb.
If I could just change it all you're heart would beat here next to mine.
My love, sweet love I say this so that you'll know, "Though you're now gone away
from me it doesn't mean I'll ever let you go."
My love, sweet love, never can I replace you, no one in this world will ever do.
They'll never understand that my true love is only you.
Oh love, sweet love you were the very best thing that my Creator has given me.
By the beach, I stand here and there's nothing left but memories.
You were my heart
You were my soul
Yes my tears do steady fall.
In our grasp
It was there
Babe, we almost had it all!
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This poem was written by Lizann Tan and myself
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Oh the tenderness of your lips! The passion in each kiss!
Why did it have to end, my love? Why did it come to this?
That day you suddenly died, oh my heart broke in two!
Each dawn of another day, my love, I will be missing you.
When will I see you once again? Oh you were my heaven
sent! Can I see that precious face? Can I see it once again?
Just to look you in the eyes and to say, "I love you friend."
That would chase my blues away. When will I see you once
again?
A promise we both made. We we would always be together.
For you to up and leave me now, to think of it? No never!
My love, sweet love, you were my life! You were my truth!
Would it be out of place to say that I'm still in love with you?
Now I may be asking just a little bit too much. I just wanna
hear you breathe again, to kiss and feel your touch.
Every second of every hour; every day, week and year.
I swear now to keep you close till again I have you here.
For all time and each season, as long as there is morning dew.
This I'll do...commit my all, my heart, my soul only to you.
When will I see that sweet face? When will my broken heart
mend? Oh so long now it's been! When will I see you once
again?
When will you hold me in your arms? To feel your heart
beat again? To read, "I love you" from your lips...give all
to see it once again!
I miss you.
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If I tell you that you complete me, would that push
you away? If I tell you that I need you, would it be
with me you'll stay?
If I tell you that I adore you, would I come across
as soft? If I tell you that I want you, would that
turn you completely off?
You are the apple of my eye, and you got the magic
touch. When you hold me I am a king, yes you lift
me just that much!
From the moment that I met you, you took my breath
away. When you came into my life I knew that life
would be okay.
Like a single candle in the dark, you light up my
very heart. Like two eagles flying together, honey,
nothing could tear us apart.
Would it be out of place for me if I asked you to
hold me tight? Would it be out of place for me if
I say that you give me life?
My dear, you are the apple...the apple of my eye.
Each day that I see you I feel that I will cry.
Tears of joy that is, because it ends my search.
You are my everything. You are the heaven on
my earth.
You don't have to say you love me, just being
next to me will do. Honey, I cannot help it, I am
overjoyed because of you.
You turn my gray skies blue. Forever to you I'll
be true. What I'm really trying to say is that I'm
falling in love with you.
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I went to a friend's house just the other day. And
man, I tell you that place I would not rather stay.
The roaches are bad; they take over the place. Let me
tell you the story...it all happened this way.
When it was time to eat, I looked around and what the
hell! This place seemed to be loaded with a bunch of
roach motels.
So we ate our food, for more my friend begged. But
something troubled me, I felt something crawling up
my leg.
It was a cockroach! I jumped up and misbehaved. So
what else was there to do, but reach for a can of raid.
I tried to spray the thing, running after it like a
soldier. It ran into a hole, but peaked out saying,
"This isn't over!"
I went back to the table...that episode gave me the
creeps. But heck I was hungry, so I returned to my
place to eat.
What I saw next put me in a sour mood. A roach was
giving thanks and proceeded to eat my food!
Well so much for dinner, I'll call it a night and brush
my teeth. I flicked on the light and there he was, "So
again we meet!"
"I told you this isn't over," then he flew towards my
face. I ducked and I took off running in a panic haste.
This roach seemed determined as he flew towards me. "If
I don't get you now," he said "then I'll get you while
your asleep."
"Every step step you make. Every move you make,you'll
think of only me. I'll pop up when you least expect it,
count on that, hehehe."
I confronted my friend and told him, "This house the
roaches rule..." I went to say more, but he interrupted,
"Silence you fool!"
"Our roaches aren't that bad..." but suddenly he let out
a scream. A roach crawled in his shorts, now he's coming
apart at the seams.
I was laughing so hard at him that I was turning blue.
Suddenly I stopped laughing, because by my ear something
flew.
It was that flying cockroach, so like a running-back I
ran. This was too much for me to take, more than I could
stand.
I ran out the house and said enough is enough. If my friend
don't want to be friends no more, then oh well, tough!"
This story was a fiction, but this truth may hurt. You see a
roach, there are more, so make a diligent search.
Don't be a victim. Please be safe and whatever you do...don't
let a bunch of no good roaches get the best of you!
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I lay there awake. A sleepless night or so it seem.
Suddenly I fall asleep and behold I have a dream.
A troubled man I see, but I can't see his face. A
lonely figure he is as he stands there in his place.
He stands there all alone. It's a war and he's the
solider. Sometimes he feels like giving up. He wishes
the battle was over.
This "battle" that I'm talking about? The battle of
the mind; the clock is ticking away and he's running
out of time.
He often sits alone. More than often he feels depress.
He's young and he's blessed; so what...he couldn't
care any less.
He tries to show love, but its shoved back in his face.
The more he tries to show it, the more he's the victim
of hate.
He thinks of all the scenarios and how it could've
been. I guess it doesn't matter now; his life he
wants to end.
Standing there with head down; how much more can he
take? He says, "I'll just kill myself and simply leave this
place."
I tell him, "What can't kill you only makes you stronger."
He doesn't acknowledge me and I can't take it any longer.
I step to him
I come a lil closer
Enough with this suspense!
I'm thinking
I'm wondering
This dream is now intense!
I hold his head up high, because his face I wanted to see. To my
shock and utter dismay, this man turned out to be me!
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"Hello."
Who are you?
"I'm the voice deep inside you."
I thought I killed you.
"Can't kill a spirit. Need I remind you?"
"I look at your life. Aaah the good that
you do! But honestly, its not them, it's
really all about you."
"You offer the help, but they don't
acknowledge you. Forget them all!
Let them wallow in grief without you!"
"Spread gossip. Tell all and everything
about your life. Tell facebook, twitter
and everyone that's in sight."
"Just come to your sense and sell your
soul to me. If you do, I'll give you all.
Baby, I am your need!"
But I'm happy now. Can you see I'm at
peace? Go away to someone else, just
please don't bother me.
"I'll bother and bother until you give in.
I'll be the voice that you hear, the whisper
within."
"I'll be there when awake. Every breath that
you take. I'll be the image in the mirrior
staring into your face."
"I'm the shadows in the night, the things
that you dread. I'll be the fear coming on
while your lying in bed.
Get behind me, you unclean spirit I
rebuke! Ok, your still here, gonna
take more to rid of you.
"Ha ha! Get real, you can't get rid of me.
I'm the all-seeing eye, but you can't see me!
"Still being stubborn huh? So what
more will it take? Should I give you
riches, drugs...much more you will take?"
"I'll give you cars, girls and everything in
the book. Your life needs to be shaken.
You need to be shook."
"Nevermind, give it up. Commit suicide.
Your friends won't care. They won't even cry."
"You've failed the test and everything that
you do. Give it up, throw in the towel. Confess
that your through."
On bended knee I am, but sir, not to
you. With earnest prayer I'll win; I will
conquer you!
I give praise, HalleulYah, it's over now!
Despite my trouble I give a smile...a
peace descends now.
"Too much trouble! Your a fighter, I give
you that. I'll go, but I'll return. Oh yeah,
I'll be back!"
Come back if you want. I'm stronger than
before. I'll be sealed with His Spirit when
you knock on my door.
To you all I say things will haunt in the
night. Just give praise, for in the morning,
you'll be alright.
Don't give in to weakness. Show them
you can inspire. Don't believe that little
voice, for that voice is a liar.
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