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Philip Fleming Poem
Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight.
It’s been awhile since I’ve gazed upon you.
As I lay here, weary from life’s brutal fight,
I’ve come to ask a rigid question; what do I do?
I’ve hit so many curves on this chosen path,
Drastically clinging to everything I hold close.
Behold I’ve been stricken with such a wrath,
A wrath that cripples me with its lethal dose.
Suddenly I was left alone, helpless and left to bear,
She didn’t want my love anymore, it wasn’t enough.
Her heart went cold, leaving me to exist on a prayer,
Even though all of this is in the past, it’s all still so tough.
I’ve fallen to my knees, wishing for an answer,
Why am I plagued with all these darkening fears?
My father battling valiantly with his carnivorous cancer,
Devouring whom I admire, driving me to angered tears.
My mother battles so nobly with her own illness,
Also beset by her very own devastating worries.
I think of her sanity dwindling as I lie in stillness,
Leaving my soul cold as the wind of a thousand flurries.
Tonight, I stare up at you, hoping you can guide me,
Wishing for what isn’t very likely as the tears weld.
But you’ve shined a vigorous light that I clearly see,
One once witnessed in my past, one I’ve gratefully held.
Maybe you can take me away from all this grueling pain?
To be a star that shines down on such glorious nights.
Maybe I will bring about happiness, a hope I wish to gain,
But this is just a shattered dream from which my hand writes.
So, I bring all of this to you, dear old friend,
Though it’s been awhile, I see you shine so bright.
I leave you with one last wish; to bring all this to an end,
I wish I may, I wish I might, grant me this wish I wish for…tonight.
Copyright © Philip Fleming | Year Posted 2007
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Philip Fleming Poem
When Time Stood Still
Written By: Philip Blake Fleming
The memories are as clear as a crystal of that sad day
When time stood still, an unjust price we had to pay
Thousands in peril, in fear of their final breaths taken
Being stolen from their families, the ones left forsaken
I remember tears falling, what has this world come to?
Innocence no longer safe, there is nothing they can do
Two towers of strength crippled by two deadly blows
Striking each of our hearts, warning us not to oppose
Millions cried their tears, and felt their hatred awoke
Forever tainting our dear lives with a darkened cloak
A nation came together in grief, uniting in great need
Praying for the families in loss, turning to our creed
No matter how many tears I shed, it will not change
Retaliation for a bloodbath, it all appears so strange
I wait for a day where we come together, not in grief
But in peace, enjoying the stars with a sigh of relief
Each day I live, I am grateful for the air I breathe in
I gaze to the heavens, asking God to forgive this sin
They know not what they do, they are just lost sheep
Guide us, dear Lord, in our time of an endless weep
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Philip Fleming Poem
Many years it took to create such an unbreakable bond
The memories we’ve created, ones I will always hold fond
A brotherly love that grew swiftly, no one is able to sever
Even with our diverse minds, we are the best friends ever
Anywhere we can be, we will carry these treasures proudly
Distance between us will never silence, we’ll scream loudly
To show the strength of us, even separated no one compares
In our parted ways, I plead so for your safety in my prayers
You may be away fighting a war that should not exist there
Deep inside you never left, but you being there just isn’t fair
Your family anxiously awaits your return with open hearts
A new life is ahead, when this war is over, is when it starts
I remember the days we spent without a care, we just had fun
I look at us now, my words are my weapon, yours is that gun
Back then we searched for everything that defined who we are
Now our souls are intact, we no longer have to wish upon a star
You may be far away from me, but the memories will remain
Thinking of our crazy times, acts that others will label insane
That’s who we are, two men with two unforgettable charms
And we will forever be, always best friends, brothers in arms
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Philip Fleming Poem
I often hear many of those speak of what is to come
Trying to predict an unforeseen future too far from
Sometimes even forgetting these days of the present
Holding back the fond memories of past years spent
Of poor health these dreary minds struggle to cling
To coming days still so unclear, what will life bring?
A life I wish not to lead in a world as gloomy as this
Day by day is my pace, sifting for moments of bliss
I wake each morning with the same hopes as the last
To end my day smiling; grateful to label as my past
With a hope that tomorrow will follow with a laugh
Keeping hold of me; known and loved as my better half
Each day that passes is another stone I turn with pride
A clean slate I start with, using the last day as a guide
Not knowing what my future holds, I wait in serenity
For a time of potential, one of a long waited amenity
Embrace life for what it’s worth, many paths lie ahead
The future is whatever you make it, the wise once said
Build a foundation with the time you are granted today
And a kingdom will rise; no longer leaving you astray
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Philip Fleming Poem
And so, I am back where it all began, lost and confused
Left with a heart cracked through, damaged and abused
Tables that turn in an astonishing way, how foolish I am
To keep hoping for a change, but it's just another scam
Here I am again, clinging to a pain that is not new to me
A bright world I seek, one with not a debt of endless fee
Many times these cards are dealt, but I never could fold
With thoughts of a time of where the truth will be told
Mistakes that infect my being, those not to be forgiven
Even though this heart breaks so easily, I remain driven
Thinking that I will be missed when I am lastly departed
A day of longing, no longer dreary to a happiness parted
Just when I thought everything will shine in the coming
I am left to fend alone, memorized by aguish humming
A risk I willed to take, but a risk that's far past my worth
A curse bestowed upon me, one branded on me at birth
Just like everyone else, I was not good enough for you
It angers me, but what can I say? It isn't anything new
I am the friend everyone desires, never anything more
I hurt you, now you hurt me, you have evened the score
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Philip Fleming Poem
Behold, I am your king, please do not bow before me
Human I am; blood I shed to prove I am just like thee
My lands are also yours; I own nothing that God made
Slaves I free as people, smiting all men of hateful jade
I rule my kingdom with an iron fist and a golden heart
A king you may call me, but I’m merely playing a part
With chivalry resurrected, respectful acts I will show
A woman’s smile lightens my spirit with a great glow
My knights show me loyalty, a sign I seek in my court
Kingdoms we wish not to invade, we wish for support
A better world we try to create, less violence and hate
Dueling wrongdoers, before our cause proves too late
A queen of inner beauty I search for, to be at my side
One to aid me to guide my kingdom with much pride
To share a love found only beyond the stars, so bright
A dream it may be today, but one still within my sight
Within this castle I will smile upon my almighty throne
Strongly build on a foundation of care, with every stone
Resting on such beautiful lands, free for all life to roam
Hail my kingdom, with arms wide open, welcome home
I open my eyes, only to stare into a deep dark void
My perfect world is no more, forever destroyed
Cruel how the mind can be, I remain its mere pawn
Leaving me with just a dream, a happiness gone
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Philip Fleming Poem
They say the eyes of a person tell you their tall tale
Strong hopes that make any mountain able to scale
Happiness they seek, the anguish that leave them frail
Dreams that keep them trying, fighting tooth and nail
Reflections that glitter to reveal the purity they show
Dark as a charred soul, or white as fresh fallen snow
Sparkling as the night sky with stars of a bright glow
All as clear as a glistening river during its spring flow
Everyone has a story to tell, with a soul so tightly knit
We find our way, or we fall into our own deep dark pit
Choosing our own way, whether we should try or quit
But not everyone can see, if you believe, it will all fit
Look deep within someone, tell them what you see
Some are lost inside; with answers that they let flee
Left confused about life, to cry out a desperate plea
Maybe what you tell them can finally set them free
With wings that carry them to the endless blue so high
Freedom to seek vividly, left with only a breath to sigh
Questions never to be answered, only pondered why
Amazing it is to see what you will find in a human eye
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Philip Fleming Poem
History has a way of repeating itself, when will I learn?
Words with a repeating sting, so cold and brutally stern
It’s hard to advance my mind with such a painful history
Why do I set myself up for so much grief, it’s a mystery
A body of temptation, luscious curves and swaying hips
Words that fool me from behind those bloodstained lips
A crimson kiss that steals my soul, altering my very being
They darken my tainted heart, what is it I am not seeing?
Wise men say a man without fear is a man without hope
Fear I don’t feel, but the pain proves to be too vast to cope
Within your embrace, doubts overrun my troubled mind
What am I to do, wait with a smile and be viciously kind?
Stop your watch, timekeeper, my patience is awfully thin
Forever I won’t wait, mainly when my faith isn’t fully in
The masses favor this as another mistake within this life
Rather I wish not to hear, it pierces my heart like a knife
Your fear and uncertainty will continue to push me away
Your words ask to trust you; that everything will be okay
Creating a confusion within me, which you have a knack
Push me if you must; just remember I may not come back
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With everyday we spent in a place where we do not belong
Our bond becomes stronger, one like of a parent and child
With support in our hearts, we always pull each other along
Through life's path, reminding us of times we once smiled
Jokes we may always spew, only because it is what aids us
We strive for the laughs we cause, leaving our mark in them
People speak of us as a comedy team, we relieve their stress
Even when we go beyond, it is us they will always condemn
You have always been there to listen, for that I am grateful
Treating me like a second father; it is what I hold very dear
We will find where we belong, even if life to us is hateful
Continuous battles we will win, there will be nothing to fear
Higher powers may try to hold us apart, but it is not enough
Nobody will sever the bond between, which they always try
This is what we both need, since we both have had it tough
A young kid and an old man, as friends together we will fly
I think how funny it is how we came to be such best friends
They all may doubt our ways, I dare them to cast the stone
Through all the tears, links we will remain to all day's ends
Hey hey Johnny, cry no more, for I will not leave you alone
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Philip Fleming Poem
You never see through these fake smiles, I’ve hidden here so well
those laughs you always enjoyed hearing, they were so easy to sell
Breathe your life into me some more; we all know why you do so
You could never handle it on your own; you’ve sunken to my low
In your embraces, be gentle with me, no need for this shell to crack
Fool yourself into believing in me, I know my heart is full of black
You may not agree to my vision, how could you when you’re blind
The skies are gray, the trees are dead, no winds to soothe my mind
My body breaks down each day, muscles sore and bones that pop
A harvester of sorrow I have become, with an endless field to crop
With every seed you plant in me brings one more reason to hate
The methods you take I can never understand, but now it’s too late
You’ve created a darker side of me that you can never understand
Looking back is an option no more; a line drawn deep in the sand
One look within you brings those memories, ones fond they are not
Killing me inside you have tried, but you took your final long shot
One day you will realize your doings, how you lost something pure
With darker days ahead of us, time will no longer be your petty cure
When the sun goes down, nightmares break free from their slumber
Peace too far to grasp, your mistakes will be a mass you must lumber
Copyright © Philip Fleming | Year Posted 2007
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