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Best Poems Written by James Mitchell

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Pep Talk

Theres one left,
   cant stay down,
   let that old familiar fire. 
                                        Get up.
Bite down on the pain,
   you can do this,
   fight it, deny your body of being tired.
                                       Get up.
Bottle up that anger,
   let it work to a frenzy,
   thats it, draw on his fear.
                                      Get up.
Hes spent,
   there is nothing left in his tank,
   finish this,
   prove you are worthy of wearing that gear.

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Open Up To Me

Open up to me,
   and Ill warm you from the cold.
Open up to me,
   and Ill turn your weakness bold.
Open up to me,
   when the world holds you to defeat.
Open up to me,
   and all my best effort,
   will be to make your dreams complete.
Open up to me,
   when no one will listen.
Open up to me,
   and your every wish and desire will be my mission.
Open up to me,
   for its your happiness I pursue.
Open up to me,
   for I have opened up to you.

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Believe In Love

There is plenty of things,
   in this world that can wait.
But when it comes to love for a woman,
   a man must never be late.
You never know what you have,
   until everything falls from your hands.
You have to be the shoulder for her to cry on,
   and the strength to hold her up when those tears have left her too weak to 
stand.
Cherish her,
   but never take her for granted.
And when you tell her you love her,
   be sure in your heart,
   that you are ready to tend to those three words you just planted.
Tell her when she smiles at you,
   that shes the hero of your dreams.
Above all dont allow pride to interfere,
   and in love you should always believe.

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Your Hand Here

( This poem was written in the palm of an outline of my hand)


If ever you feel alone,
   let my memory be your guide.
Put your hand in my print,
   close your eyes,
   and Ill be back at your side.
Allow my thoughts to hold you close,
   and fill your need for warmth.
For youll never have to miss me,
   if my memory is forever in your heart.

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Thoughts

Sometimes late at night,
   after I turn out the light,
   I sit back and dream.
Then for a moment,
   Im alone,
   or so it seems.
I dream of you,
   and what I might do tomorrow.
I think of our time side by side,
   and wonder how much more I can borrow.

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Here Comes the Rain

Beating out a steady song,
   against the windows and roof,
   a lullabye to the soul.
Washing clean the world around,
   paving the way for things anew,
   reviving the withered to whole.

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Looking For Tomorrow

Dear journal, 
   today I cried.
Broke down in tears,
   and couldnt stop,
   no matter how hard I tried.
It hurts to think,
   and physical pain makes me not want to move.
I feel out of gas,
   whats left to prove?
                                      Dear journal,
                                             today was better,
                                             but I still feel the pain.
                                     Outside my window,
                                            as well as behind my eyes,
                                            I see the rain.
                                       I see though,
                                             that everyday can be                                              filled with sorrow.
                                      But things will get better,
                                              I just have to keep my                                              eyes on tomorrow.

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Let This Be the Anthem

Clouds sometimes hide the sun,
   rain falls on the best of days,
   and this world seems to have gone insane.
Trust is hard to come by,
   so many people giving up and giving in,
   now more than ever love is strained.
Though on it fights,
   like there is a deep secret of warm light,
   on known deep within.
A great secret thats burning to be released,
   if only the path was cleared,
   then a world of happiness would begin.
We need to stand all as soldiers,
   with love in command,
   to defeat depression and deceit and every thing that comes to follow.
Too many times the easy road is traveled,
   because to try is far too trying,
   and the distance is too far to allow.
Those days need to be in the past,
   its time to give ourselves completely,
   go the extra mile.
Let the beating of two hearts together be the battle hymn,
   our souls weilded as the excalibur of love,
   and armor be loved ones smiles.

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Trees

Born to grow,
   tall and strong,
   and provide some comfort for those below.
Against the wind and rain,
   not ever fretting the cruel snow.
Some are cut down in lifes prime,
   to pass between lovers,
   and add warmth to cold nights.
Of those left,
   late autumn brings beautiful color,
   its quite the awe inspiring sight.
Every variety, size, shape, and color,
   come together,
   makes for a harmonious picture to see.
I think thats how life should be,
   maybe we should all be like trees.