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Patrick Hill Poem
Never Know
Looking out the window, seeing nothing.but the Light of the moon, shadows that fill the sky
I Lay in bed thinking of your smile, how it lights up my life.
your laugh sounding like soothing music that flows through the
air. Calming every nerve.
your gentle kisses that makes my heart explode with love and enjoy.
unlocking my heart, giving me hope that love will be once more
A voice sofly speaking in range of my silent ears making me realize
You will never know how deep my love flows, know my loving touch.
Never hear whispers of love brush upon your ear
You will never know when my thoughts of you will die
when my love for you will disappear.
Lying in bed thinking of the way you walk slowing time, the way you talk filling my life with joy and love
Making me smile through my bright eyes.
a voice quietly speaking into my ear making me remember that,
you will never know how deep my love flows
never know my loving touch
The whispers of love brushing upon your ear
you will never know when my thoughts of you will cease to exsit
you will never know when my love for you will disappear.
darkness begins to fill the light, fading into the distanst looking through watery eyes and feeling my broken heart.
as it pushes through my chest like an uncontrolable river. With the swift beat of my heart reminding me
of the loneliness once more I realize that
I will never know your how deep your love flows
feel your loving touch
I will never hear whispers of love brushing upon my ear
I will never know of your thoughts of me
your love for me
I will never know if they exsit at all
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Patrick Hill Poem
God I need you now
God I need your help, for I have lost my way
slowly losing grip of my soul.
With my strength nearly spent
please, oh lord reach down and
protect me from my own created storm
Bring back the clear skies I once knew,
help me find away to push back my darkend
clouds.
Oh Lord I need your help, for I have lost my way
slowly losing grip of my soul.
with my strength nearly spent
reach down with your loving hands, lift me out of
my own storm causing clouds
I see the error of my way, having done things my way.
please oh please, take me into your arms as I need to
give you my life to control.
Once more oh lord I need your help, I have lost my way,
slowly losing grip of my soul. With my strength nearly spent.
please take me out of my own created storm, into your safe arms
to guide the rest of my life.
Written by:
Patrick Hill
11/27/2014
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Patrick Hill Poem
Christmas Morning
When I wake up on Christmas morning
and I check under neath that ole Christmas tree
to see what God has brought to me
I will find you wrapped up in red ribbon
Written by: Patrick Hill
Date 11/26/2014
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With a smile upon my face, the peaceful feeling in my heart
and my soul ever so complete, I say this to you
I LOVE YOU!
In case you didn't hear me. Let me say this again.
I LOVE YOU! I love you with all I am.
Listen up and pay attention, I love you because of your beautiful eyes,
your heart melting smile, your caring touch, your soft voice,
but most of all I love you, for all you are.
With a smile up my face, the peaceful feeling in my heart,
and my soul ever so complete. I say this to you
I love you!
In case you don't understand. Let me say this again.
I LOVE YOU! I love you with all I am
Listen up and pay attention for, there isn't anything I wouldn't do
There is no sacifice to great for you. I will be the sounding board
for your bad day, I will be there when you're not feeling well, but
most of all I love you for all you are.
Once more, I say this to you.
With a smile upon my face, the peaceful feeling in my heart
and my soul ever so complete, I say this to you
I love you.
Written By:
Patrick Hill
12/04/2014
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Patrick Hill Poem
Cemented Cocoon
Fighting, struggling and gasping for air
trying to emerge
Fighting, struggling and gasping for air
trying to emerge from the cocoon we call life
Feeling exhausted, the cocoon ever so thick
fighting, struggling and gasping for air
trying to emerge through the concrete cocoon,
seems impossible feeling exhausted wanting my
journey through the cemeted cocoon to finally
come to an end.
Feeling ever more exhausted
As I fight, struggle and gasp for air
light begins to fill the darkness, warmth
begins to flow through the bitter cold.
Beginning to have hope and faith as I
fight, struggle wanting to feel wamrth
even more.
Fighting, struggling and gasping for air.
I lose hope and faith as the bitter cold
returns taking my last breath of air
Written by
Patrick Hill
August 28, 2013
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Patrick Hill Poem
In A Room with Friends
In a room with friends.
Yet alone, invisible to the eye
silent to the ear
in a room with strangers
not alone.
being seen and heard
Overwhelmingly anxious
wanting to be in a room with friends
I in the end stand alone...
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Patrick Hill Poem
L.D. Hayworth,
my friend of 14 years was called to God's house to celebrate Christmas today,
As he is joined by his mother and family. He will be dearly missed by those who knew him and loved him. I sit here with this waterfall on my face, telling myself he is in a better place and it's okay to morn your friends final breath of air. just don't get carried away, having greedy thoughts of him being physically here,putting him back into all the suffering isn't fair. Reminding myself, he is the happiest he's been, reunited with loved ones, gone before him. Most of all closing my eyes, seeing him sitting there being embraced by his mothers arms once more, grinning from ear to ear.
Written by:
Patrick Hill
12/02/1014
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