
ray-f-bell
I've been documenting my soul for a long time now. It's a passion that tickles with fire until I let it out. Born in DC, now experiencing a new life in New York/ Long Island, can't wait to see what life has orchestrated for me. Just looking for another way to blow my trumpet loud for all to hear the music to their ears. I hope one of my poems can reach you on a whole 'nother level. / / © Raymond F Bell. All rights reserved / / If interested in owning a copy of my poetry, you can find it here: / http://www.amazon.com/Poetic-Journey-1-Raymond-Bell/dp/1504958845/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid;=1455214875&sr;=8-1&keywords;=a+poetic+journey%3A+volume+1 / / http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-poetic-journey-raymond-bell/1122943763?ean=9781504958844
the feel of your warm hands
exploring my very being
like Columbus with a plan
the knowledge that you care enough
to ask me about my day
and will register the answer
I don't think I need much
but I need it often
because your comfort is my life force
tell me it's gonna be okay
even though we both know it's a lie
but it gets me to my next night
when you're here
my thoughts are clear
and again I have 20-20 sight
we don't have to be an item
we don't have to be lovers
and no one wants a divorce
I just need you around
to turn my frown upside down
an explosion of emotion like a dancer
can you just stay the night
so that everything will be alright
we both want a devoted fan
but at the end of the day,
i just want to be held
Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 2:05 AM UTC
If a prisoner was given money
to customize her cell to her liking,
would that prisoner ever want to leave?
I'm sure the answer would be striking
For when people get comfortable in a place
change is the furthest from their mind
But when their number is close to being called
only deliverance do they want to find
Why wait to find the way out,
the plan to escape these golden bars?
Don't get comfortable! This is not vacation!
and No, we cannot escape to Mars.
We must call the One who can pay our bail.
To One, how can we repay?
By changing our life and working for our bailer
And thanking for the gift of a new day
Our souls were bought with God's blood
So no other should we commit.
Seek the Lord and follow His laws
It's the least we could do, you must admit.
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 1:48 PM UTC
Physically I’m here
But mentally I’m away
I’m out on vacation
With my Lord today
Praising Him for my blessings
Thinking about His forgiving soul
Doing good things in His name
And learning of my God-given role
It’s an all-expense-paid trip
But am I worth the expense?
I am but a mere sinner
That asks for my hands to be rinsed
My faith gives Him the credit
My baptism makes me His son
And if I stay on the right path
I will arrive at His mansion when life is done
So now you know where I am
You should come; it’s not hard to find
Or leave me a message and I’ll get back to you
If I return to my worldly mind
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
The waters have parted
An unwished dream comes to fruition
Will I stay dry
If I stand in the partition
Should I leave my things behind
And risk my old life for a new
Can I safely stand in between
Or will the walls conjoin and renew
Leaving me tossing and drowning in the middle
Wishing I had stayed back on the shore
Where my life was stable, standing on flat land
Always wishing for more
I just see a life on the other side of the sea
Feeling like that side is better and fit for me
But Moses isn’t here to assist me through
What would you do?
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
I’m in a great mood
Nobody can bring me down
I get out the shower
And put a towel around
I go down the hall
No one did I see
And when I close the door
There you are right behind me
You push me on my bed
And rip off my towel
You match my outfit
And all I can say is Wow
Then I saw something shiny …
You handcuffed me to the rail
You wanted to guarantee
That your plan wouldn’t fail
You did some dance
As if to celebrate your victory
But then I started to rise
And understood this was some witchery
You noticed I was strong
And started working my muscle
If she was getting paid
I would have sworn it was her hustle
We both seemed to enjoy
What you came to do
And when your powers got to a ******
I swore a volcano just blew
Then your powers started to fade
And you vanished in thin air
The handcuffs vanished too
And I wonder if you were ever there
Now you’ve had your way
And again I’m *****
So I’ve gotta go take another shower
And now it’s 11:30
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 9:51 AM UTC
Hoping for forever
Wishing for the best
Wanting to tie the knot
And together build our nest
But we’re gonna Chris Brown crawl to love
So that we know that it’s right
I can’t even see our end
I can’t even picture one fight
Perfect in each other’s eyes
And that’s when we get humble
But let’s put our worries aside
And just get ready to rumble
Your hand in mine
My heart in yours
The L word is what
This poem refers
I hope these poems and letters
Make your memory box complete
So I would be the last suitor
That you’ll ever have to meet.
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 8:21 AM UTC
Electric guitars and drum solos
Are filling my night’s sound
A battle of the bands with my mind
Hoping my thoughts to drown
A pounding headache is a lot easier
Than waking up from some fear
Fear of intrusion, fear of bad decisions
Fear of losing someone dear
Soon my bed seems unsoft, sleep seems like work
But I just want time to fly
So I look to music to rock me to sleep
And drown out the nightmare of goodbye
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 8:15 AM UTC
I see a mirror
Of Love,
A promise fulfilled
By the power above
I see a mature woman
Who’s endless in worth
Who has dreams and goals
And a great purpose on Earth
I see a soul
That’ll hold me close
Keep me happy
And love me the most
When I look into your eyes
My search is complete
No more looking for love
No more girls to meet
When I look into your heart
I feel God’s grace and blessing
My prayers were answered
And there’s no more guessing
When I see you smile
Not a worry do I feel
Stress falls to the ground
And my anger tends to peel
When I see you happy
It feeds my spirit
I’d even ask if you liked my body
Just to even hear it
When I see your life
I see our great futures combined
Nothing but success, love, and peace
Fill my dreams and mind
When I see into your mind
I see your want to be great
And you’re off to a good start
Many girls are gonna hate
When I see into your love
It makes me write it down
Sing it to a crowd
Or preach it on a mound
And when you read this
Many emotions do you feel
But what I love the most
No worry about them being concealed
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 8:12 AM UTC
… Isn’t that a crazy story?
Just crazy – me and my friend.
Hello, hello? Babe, are you there?
Oh no! She’s fallen asleep again.
Aw, my cute babe is tired
And she stayed up just for me.
Her eyes got too heavy tonight
Then I guess I’ll just let her be.
I hope I’m in her dreams at night.
I hope she’s somewhere great.
“Hey Sweetie, I’m sorry I fell asleep.”
“Oh no, It’s getting late.”
I’ll talk to you later so you can get your sleep.
You need your energy so turn out the light.
I love you, Babe. Good night, Sweet dreams.
And I’ll see you in mines tonight.
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC
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Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 12:08 AM UTC