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Chontell Swann Poem
I know it’s hard to climb the mountain faith of ropes.
But if you believe in God then keep the hope.
For that he is guiding you home.
If you had done badly in life then repent to god and ask him for forgiveness.
All Lord ask you is to follow his voice and don’t fear; because the harder you
climb of his faith the quicker you will get there.
And I don’t care how high this mountain goes I not going to stop until I get there.
I’m just climbing so I can reach my goal call heaven. So don’t let anything
coming in your path or else you will start see things that will slow you down.
The higher I climb I’ll see things that will get in the way from me getting to the top.
Like devil kind of work so I took one rock and knock it until it drop.
The deviltry to convince me that I was going to the wrong way, but the only way
was the top. God see that the evil thing was trying to make me weak and my
arms was getting tired. So one of God angel helped me up.
So don’t look down or you might fall, because if you fall then you might fail.
If you fail that the sign of demons bring you to the bottom of the earth called hell.
So climb the mountain as high as you can until you see the top of the clouds.
And the higher you climb you will see better achievements, so climb the
mountain to until you reach your faith.
So I’m reached God Mountain of faith until I get there.
I might face crisis but that not going to make me give up in life and stop reaching
for Christ. Yes I ‘m proud to say that I still climbing the mountain of faith.
Because that’s what right.
Copyright January 24, 2007
By: Chontell Dene’ Swann
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Chontell Swann Poem
I desire the cloths I wear.
Like a shirt, a tee, a skirt, a pant
A crop an flare. Man with pretty hair.
I desire,
Shirt that flirt.
And pants that tight but doesn’t hurt.
Desert tones that I desire.
Wraps that shape.
Man like super hero in his cape.
Flying home to be rescue and never EX-scape.
But keep their love in shape.
I desire a man who never comes home late.
I desire a man who white, brown, or black
To make love to my mind, he might be tall he might be fine.
But he always be mine.
Always give me sweet kisses.
Give me sweet roses. For valentine.
He always made me shine.
Boy, people don’t know how much I desire this man.
Drive up the wall, I can dream easily I can’t really explain.
He must be hard to fine, that I can’t complain.
Copyright © February-11-2001
By: CHONTELL SWANN
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Oh! How I miss this, his touches and his kiss.
For his love how can I miss?
He took me to a land to romance.
He that me to a ball room to dance.
Secretly blow a kiss on my hands as my skin touches against him.
His lips on me, smoothing on me softly. (Oh My)
Now my body is calling him (woo I didn't know I ever could feel this way).
He's tells me he’s more than a friend,
Soon enough he became my new boyfriend.
And now he is going to try to keep me till the end.
He took me a dinner for a date, kiss me were we mate.
The scent of his cologne on his neck (oh this is not the best yet).
Is this the beat coming from my heart pounding? The love that I’m surrounding?
Or his sweet voice that I’m hearing.
His kiss lasted more than a lifetime.
Holding me in his arm, and said” ow baby you’re my charm”
Smoothing on his chest, he the best.
As he rumbling his hand against me, together it feel like our soul is like one, so
good I can’t let him go.
He let our emotion goes free that so in deep inside of his touch.
It was a good touching moment it just makes me wont to cry.
In his arm I in my head I prayed thanks to god that he wasn’t no cheater and no
backstabber can’t tell how much I like him but I will always remember his
precious kiss, is like a gift from heaven his KISS…
Copyright© February 20,2001
By: Chontell D. Swann
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How does it feel?
So how does it feel that now you are with Jesus?
So how does if feels that now you’re days are gone?
So how does it feel now that you no longer will experience pain, sickness, and
work and hate trick on God green earth?
So how does it feels that you are saved and now free?
So how does it feels you see angels are taking you away?
So how does it feel that now God had finally called you home?
And darkness is finally gone?
So how does it feel that god is about to give you his promise? So how does it feel
that now you are in another world full of happiness?
So how does it feel that white lights perish on trees, there voices whisper your
name?
So how does it feel you can prove to people that you can walk in the shadows of
death and fear no evil?
So how does it feel that you finally left me here and you aren’t able to see me cry?
So I just ask these questions to be curios and I need answers.
God honesty truth I don’t know how it feels. But some day I will find out.
I can’t believe that you are gone but still let your spirit answer me, or on how does
it feel.
So at night I pray and ask your spirit how does it feel, will I bet it feels wonderful?
Because now there is a new life ahead of you. So that’s how it feels.
Copyrightã January 2, 2007
By: Chontell Dene’ Swann
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