My heart is like a ship at sea
Going through ups and downs.
Sometimes I just don't want to feel
anything and thus just have to anchor down.

We live in a world so blinded by distractions
we don't want to see.
When will enough be enough so we can learn
to fly so free.
To soar like the eagle and truly know
what is.
To feel love, to feel more like a gentle kiss.

We live in a world with hunger, with homeless
poverty.
When will we see a way to help those more
unfortunate than we.
We the ones not living there that we have managed
to escape.  
to help those in need and of emotional pain
and ****.

We live in a world full of hate, resentment,
and fear.
When will we show them what is needed
for them to hear.  
For I write to you these words from in my
heart therin,
please help to do our parts-to care,
for this is the world we live in.

A poets heart is truth from what we feel inside.
Its not a game to play where we feel pride.
We might feel more than others and deeply
care from within our hearts.
We express so openly and honest and want
to share some of these heartfelt thoughts.  
You may not always like what one of us has to actually say.
It may sound good, it may sound sad, but for
those that hate, I pray.
My heart is full of so much love and want to share
with you.
That one day when life is over here, I know God
will see me through.
So when these days are finally over and all on earth
here is done.  
I will cherish every moment knowing God's battle--
He hath already won.  
To you the reader, we have a legacy of what we
leave  hopefully not sounding like a bunch
of nerds.
We have an honesty about us to let you know
what we feel from inside and describe it
poetically with words.
So if you ever want the truth and ever doubt things I say that make you sad or cry.
Please feel like you can ask me what I feel, and in a poem
maybe learn the truth and why.

He comes to me with gentle whispers
in my ear and softly runs his fingers
through mine hair.
He gently kisses my lips and feel his
breath pressing against me like being
caught up in a lair.
His body presses against mine as
he whispers "you are mine."
As my body tingles with his touch
I snap out of it in time.
While his fingers start moving down,
seeking for more.
I realize he wants to go further than we ever
have before.
As he whispers " baby I love you" and " I always will
be there."  He tries to ****** me with his gentle touch
as I pull away and stare.
He looks into mine eyes with a yearning plea
and says " please let me make you feel good."
I tell him "I have to say goodbye" as I know
I should.
I tell him " I don't believe you and I see through
your disguise."
I say " if only I didn't know what I knew now....I might
actually believe those lies."
He starts to get angry and I see a nasty glare up in
his eyes.
He shouts " baby I just need you" as he starts
to cry.
I walk away...
to see through the disguise.

Raindrops beating like a heartbeat
feeling.
Thunder roars like a door slamming;
reeling.
Rhythmically dancing through the
dark,
as the lightening sounds remark.

As I lay in bed dreaming in the
night.
Knowing everything will be
alright.
Time seems to stand still as to
what I'm seeing.
So liberating and so freeing.

It's like a new adventure
for me.
To dream, to understand as to what
I see.
In my mind, it's like a whole new
thrill.
In my body, I feel a cool vibe
or chill.

Lightening flashes with streaks of
light.
Thunder roars one last time
with strength and might.
Casting shadows on the
wall.
Tress sway outside but dare not
fall.

I awaken for only a short
while.
Then I fall asleep again with a
gentle smile.
Knowing what I feel is perfect and
true.
Only peace inside casts its colored
hue.
Like a rainbow in the soul of
time.
Like a paper reaches pen
to rhyme.

Back to a place where I dare
to see what is truly there that
doeth not fright.
A place that brings me freedom
in my soul to see the sun hath
beckoned me by morn to write.

When I am lost and all else seems to fail,
you are the strength in me to gently sail.
When at times I am sad or lost,
you give me light-like sunshine to frost.
In darkest hours to a long hard day,
I turn to you as I kneel down to pray.
You give me shelter from the storms at night.
I know you're there watching over with your love so bright.
When I am lost I know there are angels watching over me.
Through the times so hard to see.
When I am lost there is only you.
Guiding me and seeing me through.

Once upon a time in the land of snow,
where snow-drifts hang like cliffs and icicles do grow.
Along thine winter's path, like a child out to play.
The air so fresh, and sunlight sparkles; what a lovely day.
Along thine winter's path, the trees majestic in blankets of white.
The stars shine through like magic ***** of light.
Along thine winter's path so crisp and serene.
Along thine winter's path, a winter-wonderland scene.
Along thine winter's path, memories so clear.
Along thine winter's path, no shadows and no fear.
To see children sledding down a hill playing so care free.
Along thine winter's path with snow light sparking, I long to see.
Along thine winter's path, with mittens, gloves, and scarves,
lending a helping hand.
Along thine winter's path I write, this winter poem now
hath come to say...The End.