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Mary Williams Poem
You walk a mile of life’s long road
You eat the dust of other foes
The path that lies ahead is not too far
If we behold the riches of who we are.
The task is not that hard
just listen to the master’s call,
For whom May and whom will
They will understand their faith,
Their will.
The hand that carry time
Is not of mine but of thine.
Having a dream is not to sleep
On the call
If I can see the light ahead of me
I can be the best in me
The way through me, is me
To have faith in me
To understand me
But if I cannot see me,
Understand me.
Where would I be?
Colleges drop out
A under achiever
Or nothing
But I can see to be me.
Listen to my dream
To be the next doctor
Achieve goals in life
And be a person to help when in need.
These are some of my dreams.
what are your dreams
Copyright © Mary Williams | Year Posted 2006
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Mary Williams Poem
The heart is a powerful thing
The beat keeps the rhythm going
I never understand the power of its work
It is like the spring of all my come forth
What people don’t know it is a powerful thing?
When it is hurt the pain never ends,
The strike of flow when a clot or stroke occurs in the heart
When some one you love hurt you and you can’t get over it.
What do I know about love?
It hurts
It hurts to be rejected and scrutinized
Because you’re not good enough for them
You’re not cute enough like the other girl
You don’t have all the qualities.
Well you’re missing the big picture
What do I think love is?
I think it is what is on the inside
Not what you can grad on
I think love is some one you can trust
And tell secrets too
And listen to you
Be your support in the time of need
To hold you when you cry and talk too late at night
With open arms
A lot of people prospective are to
Hurt you and break you
The heart is a soft thing
And after a while the heart will thin
And the day when you figure out
There will be no chance to tell your feeling
To the sad and lonely heart.
Copyright © Mary Williams | Year Posted 2006
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Mary Williams Poem
It hurts the inside and the outside
The physical and the mental
The stress will show
And emotions will let go
To have a phone shut in the face
Is more than embrace?
It is hate
Hate is what breaks up race
The division in the inward side
To fell high off of being deprived
Of your love, peace, and joy
To know there is one friend for you
In a time of need,
Some one you trusted caused you to bleed
To be crushed of your dreams
Of the love you are felling
They say no leave him alone
But you can’t because there is too much love
Depression weighs you down
And in your mind you say revenge
To make him fell how you fell
It hurt for some one to love you
But a strong woman can guide you
One independent and alone
Who got over and scratched all her foes.
Only on can go on
For 3 out of half are independent and alone
My solemn cry is for my eyes to dry
For my heart to heal
And for the lonesome pain to
Disappear.
Copyright © Mary Williams | Year Posted 2006
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Mary Williams Poem
The desire of some one heart is to be loved
Some times you feel so down
Because you think that no one loves
And care for you.
But there is some one
Just wait and be patient
They will come in due time.
Some times when you think you found the person
They reject you because you don’t appeal to them
It hurts to have to run
And try to avoid the person because they hate you.
It hurts to pretend to smile
And act happy when you see the person that avoided you
Al along it hurts.
To open up your heart to a new
And feel loved and know you won’t get hurt
By the one you open up to again is good
But that cut still remains deep
To remember the pain.
The try to break you in every single way
But I am happy because I am loved and feel the rush of someone else
Blood
You talk with a tone of confidence
And to ask if the person if they will love you for who you are
And not what you have and can give to them.
It brings tears to my eyes to the way how people treat one another
It is so funny the way life is.
Boys acting like big men and using the human race for a toy
Like people don’t have a feeling
It hurts
Do you know what it is like to be rejected?
For people to say that you don’t fit in
And through things at you and call you name it hurts
But guess what they don’t hurt me because I am more then that I am young
And capable to keep my self together
To hold my head high and be a star
The people who deny me will
Look back and see
A the thing they done wrong and realize the situation
They are in can be better if the did not be so slim
The blind can see than the see can see
The may not see physically but they see spiritually
What the intentions are of the female and male mind
So keep on thinking life is easy you will get your share someday
You will see just have good courage
Copyright © Mary Williams | Year Posted 2006
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