Marry the man who cannot see
The one who can't reach the apple tree
Or if ever a modern Eve will lead him there
He won't bite the fruit of great despair

Marry the man who cannot hear
The one who won't believe a deceiving seer
Or if ever a sea goddess will call for him
He won't dive in there, he will not swim

Marry the man who dreams for your joy
The one who never thinks you just need a toy
Or if ever you wish for a complicated task
He will do it to see you smile without why to ask

Marry the man who never looks at your face
But rather sees more of your inner grace
Or if ever you're pretty, he will always tell
You have a beautiful heart and he knows it well

Marry the man who forgets everything
Just to offer you the most precious ring
Not a thing of silver, diamond or gold
But a ring which tells a great love ever told

All of these might true but it doesn't mean
You will search for the one who will treat you as a queen
If ever someone comes and tells that he loves you
Just marry the man when you're ready to say *I do

If you see a light in my eyes,
Its because there is a heat in my chest.
Burning me hollow, filling me with fire.
Steam may sigh from through my lips,
When those two fires fix upon you.
Don't see a false smile as you search me,
It is the the kiln's closed doors.
Look at what hides beneath,
The core of me.
My most secret of places
Is so easily seen,
If only you'd open it.

She counts the moments
In sighs and shudders
And sings his wonders in the wide and wanting spaces
At the centre of her soul.

She loses herself
In the world between the words
And hides his shy confessions
In the shadow of her secret self.

Spent time with a new friend today
I asked her if I could help
This is what she had to say
"Why yes Dear, take me over to the concierge desk
I just arrived here to stay"
I pushed her wheelchair over to the nurses station
Where her finger pointed me to go, as we headed that direction
She told me she heard this was a four star Hotel*
She needed to get her suite number to know
Her spirit was exuberant
Full of delight
It made my mind wander
Perhaps God invented Alzheimer's
To protect our minds from fright
I remember my Papa
How towards the end He would forget that he was in pain
It was quite a blessing
*To be "insane"

I am on a journey  
and where it leads, I do not know
the bends and twists within my soul
leave my words and deeds feeling hollow

Am I the man I reflect
or a monster laying in wait
conflicting reports have come
and the doubt never abates

I try so hard to
be the best I know how to be
childish remnants stripped away
I'm left to navigate these canals of misery

Am I victim or villain
a product of an earlier fate
or is that just an excuse to unleash the demons
and become the thing  I truly hate

this battle never ends....

Under the I-20 bridge
over the Chatta-
'hoochee suits me
fine as fishin' line

- I've been retried
and found
I ain't wanted

nothing but a winter coat -
my sweet mutt Woof
- an old six string Martin
and a 'frigerator carton

for sleeping in the winter wind
when the sun don't shine -

I don't have a bone to pick
- my fingers ain't quiet as quick
and nimble on a riff - my back is stiff
- but my voice is still whiskey

smooth and my words turn
water into thunderbird - wine

retried suits me just fine
- jailhouse jeans
and salvation army boots -
refried beans and cheap cheroots
- sitting on an old truck tire
around an open fire

I've been  retried and trued
but I ain't yet retired -

somebody's got
to feed my dog -
sing some songs
- catch these fish
and start the fire -
drink a little *****

- 'neath the I-20 bridge
over the Chattahoochee

rivaaa····

r ~ 10/16/14

To the child who wore a wrinkled dress during an election
who's been a funny candidate, and for that she never won

To the boy who always live in so much harshness and fears
from the people closest to him who always give him tears

To the girl who always did sing beautifully at the start
but at the middle she would cry because her life was torn apart

To the lad who simply wrote songs but never kept them for himself
instead gave them to someone else rather than to keep on a shelf

To the lady who chose to love someone who seemed thoughtful and caring
only to find that she was deceived by fake sweetness in the beginning

To the man who felt in love but was broken at early stage
yet he forgave though he was left sad inside that cage

To the wife who forgot her name and just depend on a story
that she shouldn't hear any word but a chain of big sorry

To the husband who tried many times to love and trust
only to end up crying and memories would turn to dust

To the woman who fell in love but cannot move on from the past
a lot of worries inside her heart if she is really happy at last

To the man who tried once more after a thousand of falling
moving on with someone whom he feel now deserving

To them who always cry and just trying to be happy
I will tell them not to give up trying to change their story

To anyone who was a victim of so much anguish and pain
NEVER GIVE UP, have faith, not fear, just learn to dance in the rain!

When am on hello poetry
I feel different
like am in space,floating around

This is my comfort zone
I get to be me without worrying
i know I have a family here
they want me in the Ark
far from waves and storms

What I write is just my world
My unwritten story
A diary that I share with everyone
i voice my souls long sufferings
and my triumphs

Am not a good poet
you already know that
but there people here with magnificent talents
Joe Cole being the father of words
musfiq the guy with delicious words
Patty m one of my favorites
Pamela Rae is definitely a highborn, can't ever be on her level

I write down my emotions
things ive kept in for centuries
this is how i get to express myself
in real world
believe me when i tell you in real world am like a rock
you'll never see this side of me

*am a very quite person and I definitely keep everything to myself

breeeathe

r ~ 10/18/14

You are the rain
that waters
a blooming flower

You are the sun
that shines brightly
after a dark, dark night

You are the moon
that gives me light
when the sun has already set

Yes, you are
my rain
my sun
my moon...

my everything
in this surprising world!