alberton south africa My name is Frederick and I abide in South Africa-
Writing is for me more than just words-its about creating a feeling, like of hope-
I have bind two poetry novels
All things are possible with God and He loves you dearly for all time
GOD BLESS YOU!! 146 followers / 7.6k words
Who will hear me cry? When those around me Sees no wrong Who will let me Bare my soul When each one has his pain? Who will lift my spirit high When life has knocked me down When no one sees my fall Is teethering just so? Yes who can begin to understand When alone these tears i cry When to the world it seems Another day has just passed by Who can heal a broken heart Who knows where to start When it feels like understanding Seems so far apart? Is this only in my mind This longing i will find That each one has his own trial That to anothers plight Be blind? Is this what waits upon one When love has come and gone? Is this how it feels To truely be alone- Who will listen To my words That falls down as tears From my own eyes? Who will tell me Its alright To let my sorrow free When looking in a broken mirror I am all i see? Yes who has answers To my questions Who can plainly see That trials and tribulations is A part of humanity? And if i choose to never speak And keep my feelings hid Will i have gained anything For heartache i have lived?
The answer to this riddled plight The prayer im left to said 'God its time you intersept Ive given all i can Without your guidance I'll "silent" wept In Jesus name"
Cotton clouds in the Sky And whispered words blowing by Blown by the wind Who knows why Some Dreams never die- Golden rays of sun that shine Belong to neither you nor I They touch the ground Who knows why Shadows of passers by
Ive thought on life From both sides now From right and wrong And win and loose Yet Lifes truths pass me by I realy am not strong inside
People come and people go Each remains a story told And in every heart A longing cry To be accepted by- Love remains the only true bind That weaves all in present time To each their own And one alone To love and die
Ive thought on love From both sides now From lie and truth And win and loose Yet Loves touch pass me by I realy dont let Love choose
Time ebbs away so craftily, so fast An hour, a day, a month, or yet a year— A decade too—they all shall disappear And soon the present will become the past. Death waits with ready sickle for the blast, When that appointed Time draws ever near, And greets us all with trembling hand, or tear, With knells and saddest dirge, buried at last.
But God shall one day waken all these bones, Which now lay mould’ring with damp worms and clay, Shall gather all our dust and bid it rise. For now, each dreamless head sleeps ‘neath these stones, Soon God shall raise them to unending Day Our blissful, heav’nly home, beyond the skies.
If it turns back to you The next move yours to make, Will you always be true If once you choose to partake? If the next move falls to me I promise this clearly I wont run and back away Theres so much that i want to say Especially to you
If the ball lands in your court And its up to you you see Will you choose to notiçe me Or will you run and flee? If its up to only me And luck smiles down easily I tell you this truthfully I will play oh so paitintly If only i can make you see
Time becomes the master Days and nights to keep If all i am is easy For you i will fall deep Every season has its turn Every day a purpose But will i find relief From your obscureness?
Yes if it comes back to you And what it is that you do Will you still be truthfull If you decided too Tell me goodbuye? And this i long from you To never let this be For if it is up to you I guess i have to leave
If you love someone set them free If they come back to you This love is yours to keep