Like my heart in pain.
Suffering from cold rain falling against my face.

Yes, cold rain.
Has me feeling so much pain.
Yes, I said cold rain.

I can still see the hurt upon your face.
Yes, my love, I'm the blame for your gurt in the first place.

It was a simple mistake.
Which I could have avoided in the first place.

ooooo, cold rain.
Nothing but this cold rain.
I just wish it would go away.

Accept this? My love for you still remains.
And if I had the power I would erase it in every way.

Cause daily my heart feeling like cold rain.
Hoping for warmth just once more day.

You my blanket.
I'm your warmth.
During the months of cold weather love.

I'm not freezing.
I'm not cold.
During the month of cold weather love.

Yes, it's frosty.
And cold too.
But in your company.
I'm more than cool.

All the moisture floating in the air.
Instantly disappears.
Whenever you're near.
During the months of our cold weather love.

You're hotter during the summer.
Breezy during the spring.
You're everything comfortable I would ever need.

I wrote upon a line the word colour.
Just to have the instructor check it wrong.
They said, it's color without the letter you.
Except in England.
I guess I have to move.

With me the message got through.
Like when I was color blind in meeting you.

I didn't care about the shade of your skin.
It's not the basis of what I call a friend.
When lovers looks at one another?
It's not a major consideration of a bother.

Except friends and family will point it out.
It's hard for them to be color blind.

I love you for who you are.
It was your personality that caught my heart.
But going back to that word colour with a letter u.
If the English can use it.
I guess I will too.

It's the message of my heart.
I'm trying to get to you.

Color of the rainbow.
Which one you?
Color of the rainbow.
Which one you.
When you're in a good mood?

When you're sad?
I see blue.
When you mad?
I see red.

Color of the rainbow.
Which one you?
I see green.
When you show your envy?
Even when there is no reason?

I see purple.
I see orange
I even see yellow and you're not a coward.

Yes, the color of the rainbow is within you

Come, let us fill our heart with more love?
Let's soak in it.
Let it be a solace to us.

Let's wakeup in one another arms.
Smiling with joy surrounding both of us.
Wisdom has built this house.

Come, let us explore more.
Let's do it.
Let it be a journey only lovers can explain.

Knowledge has taught us.
We aware of communication between us.
There just know secrets to confront.

Come, let teach it.
If must, we even preach it.
Because of those that love instruction love knowing the many logical reasons.
So come.

Come into my world filled with happiness?
Here, in my world isn't no sadness but unselfish happiness.

Come into my world willing to be free?
No one held prisoner by any lease.
Be you, as I will be me.

Enjoy yourself immensely.
Explore and learn because when you depart from here.
You are guaranteed a loving heart.

Come, just come at your own free will.
You find thrills and recognition for your skills.
Just stay within the guidelines for any require bail.

Come
Come into the room.
Come into my arms and feel my warmth

Come
Come really close to me
Feel my embrace and my touch

Words won't be said that much
Because my sweet tight hugs will send to you the message

Just come
Come into my arms
Feel my heartbeat as you see my charm

If eyes can be read then you aware of the circumstances about to happen?
If lips?
Can send the message then you aware of what about to happen?

When you need comfort?
Come and get this hug.

When you need love?
Come and get this hug.

Come and get this warmth of abundance love.

When you need communication?
Come and get this hug.

When you need support?
Come and get that support.

I will be in your corner twenty-four.
Make you be that beautiful angel missing from heaven.

So come and get this hug?

It's yours.
It's yours.
It's all yours.

With nothing but the clothes on his back.
He entered through the church front door.
He knew them.
They knew him.
But recognized him not.

They stared.
They whisper.
He remained silent.

Some commented upon his apparel.
Still he remained quiet while seated.

The minister rose to the podium after a song or two.
And preached upon the "unrecognized" in the world.

Upon entertaining angels you might be unaware of by you.

The stranger stayed seated and focus.
And smile upon his words.
It reminded him of various parables written within the bible.

After service ended, he was asked to speak.

The stranger stood before the congregation and spoke.

Judge not, that you be not judged.
For I am Jesus simply here for my word.

No stranger have I met.
Or will ever do.
But love comes from the heart.
So be kind to those seated next to you.

I'll be waiting.
Might be anticipating.
Simply for the fact I'm real.
Real enough to admit.
You own my heart.

Come back to happiness.
That you thought you had with him.
Come back to this smile.
That you thought with him was sincere.
More than anything.
Come back to love.

You've been on a journey that hadn't gone your way.
And with your soul hurting.
I won't add salt to your pain.

I just give you the opportunity to come back.
Come back to someone you know truly do love you.
Who's not trying to impress others?
The way he was by using you.

Sitting all alone and knowing the reasons why?
Being a strong man simply hiding behind pride.

It was offered so unselfishly.
But being who and what I was?
I don't want that emotion around me.

And, now I must say, come back love.
Please, truly forgive me.

After much recognition and admittance to myself.
You simply something I do need.

So, come back love and brings life back inside of me.

Why you go away?
When you are needed more today.
Comeback love, come back.

When you find that place to land.
It seems you up and runs away.
Similar to smoke fading away.
Comeback love, come back.
Because many are searching hard for you presently.

A broken heart takes time to heal.
Especially if it's real and sincere.
A fake type of emotion is easy to spot.
So don't give up giving.
Please don't ever stop. (Search on)

Just come back love, come back.
You're needed. (by many)
You're wanted. (by plenty)
From the moment you enters the door.

You wanted your freedom to go and explore.
I didn't stop you.
I assisted you out the door.
In hopes that you would find your personal joy.

Through hear say.
I hear you not enjoying your life.
Many things you wanted just isn't going right.

So, I'm inviting you.
To come back where love lives.
It's still caring.
It's still unselfish.
And it still in love with you.

Things isn't as green as it seems.
It more true within our dreams.
And I think you now realizing that.
So come back to where love lives.

It's more truer.
It's more real.
And still reserved for you.

Come boldly to the heart of love.
You will discover a true special love.
Someone who will place you first.

Love was meant to be shared.
And by sharing yours with me.
You'll find a man that cares.
Just come boldly to this heart of love.

Think of those love stories you often heard.
Behind some of them are hurtful tears.
And I can't gurantee I'll be perfect.
But will work hard to keep you cheerful.
And I will constantly make you the one I live for.

Just come boldly to this heart of love.

This is a poem.
But with more of a serious tone.
A president long ago spoke truth and honesty.
What Is there to fear but fear itself?

Come forth or come forward?
If you being abused?
Let not that abuser keeps on abusing you.
Fear, within them more than in you.

If you been *****?
Come forth.
Help exists to assist you and capture the ******.
Come forward, exposure has no limitation.

If you're a runaway and trying to make it home?
Well, if that environment was better than your present circumstances?
Reach out, come forth.
In life mistakes, we all have made.

If you're been or have been molested?
You are in power to have those living arrested.
They hiding in the shadows of their wicked sin just for things they have done.

If the minister is not being a good shepherd?
Jesus, words are your best helper.
Sure, a few blinded fools will try to defend them.
Then they are the ones thinking they are perfect but hiding a few clues.

If your heart is a heavy burden?
Come forth, yes come forward many are here for you.

Hey, love!
Come here.
Let me whisper in your ear.
Just come here.

If i pull you in closer to me.
Don't be surprised.
Than maybe you just might be.
As you wondering what coming over me?

But that question soon will fade.
As you concludes one thing about us.
That by reading my eyes and feeling my touches.

Things about to rise higher like flames after you have come near.
Love, come here.

Sometimes, I wish.
Sometimes, I hope that you come into my arms.
Love me day and night.
Alright.

Just come into my arms.
And stay until daylight.
Alright.

We will enhance the mood.
Just me and you.
Alright.

Sometimes, I dream.
Sometimes, I pray that you come into my arms.
And love me day and night.
Alright.

We will the mood a welcoming joy of love.
That the two of us.
Will block out thoughts of others.

And all I need.
Truly need is for you to come into my arms.
You'll be feel with warmth.
Both day and night.
Alright.

Come into my world.
And experience love.
Come into my world.
It's truly wonderful.
To come into.

Come into my heart.
It's in need of you.
Come into my love.
It's only reserved for you.

So many lovers are in the world seeking.
And just settling for anything.
Why settle?
When it's your plans you're following.

You know what you want.
You know what you need.
So come into my world.
Here, you will discover me.

In this world of love.

You invited by me to come on into the room of love.
If you seeking to be satisfied?

Music will be played for the mood.
And this love I'm giving might not be the way you think.

But you're welcome to come on into the room of love.
This love is beautiful and wonderful.
A love many in this world seeking to discover.

Seek, knock and you'll find arms waiting to embrace.

Leaving a good impression upon your face.

So, come on into the room.

Come-come
Come on into the room of love.
Come-come.

Come talk to me.
I will be the only one you'll be speaking to.

Come tell me your hurt.
If you don't feel comfortable voicing it in church?

Somethings aren't for the massive to know.
So come talk to me.

Find yourself hurt?
Come talk to me.
Find yourself depressed?
Come talk to me.

I am that soothing ear that you need.

Express yourself freely.
Speak your mind without restriction.
But be willing to agree somethings might require attention.

You turn to me.
I have turned to Him.
So come talk to me.

I'm that wall of strength.
That armor of God talked about in scriptures.

I'm from one of the wealthy families.
I could careless about the poor.
I have to pass along my wealth.
For my children to carry my name on.

Altho' the poor shall inherit the earth.
As one of the scripture surely states.
I guess this what truly hurts?

That those with great wealth seems obilvion to the hurt.
They think a small donation has it worth.
And I guess in a way it does.
Until you see things they spend their money upon.

A mansion with mutiple rooms and bath.
Are they setting it aside for the homeless?
Who are part of the poorest of us?
But shows more love.
Then the rich surrounding us.

Oh, they have their foundations and family's trust.
And goes to bat over dividing their wealth.
While the poor folks seems to bond around one another.
And this is the group that God has stated with inherit his world..

Isn't it time.
We come together in love.

You go floating.
In search of that one soul.
That seeks you for that one true goal.
Then come to me love.
I'm the person's you needs to know.

You sometimes land down.
In the strangest surrounding.
And get used and abused.
When others seeks you.
Well, come to me love.
I know how to show you.

You don't seek advertisement.
You just seek a chance.
To assist others.
In finding a true romance.

What some think is love?
And their hearts get hurt.
Isn't what love is.
Or close to how it works.

So come to me love.
And together.
We spread the message.

If you feel, you have been abandon.
After supporting various challenges.
Then love, come to me.

Yes, come to me love.

The feelings that you put within a person soul.
I will take it.
And place it, where it need to be?

Love was created to be happy.
But for various reasons always get blame.

If requested for a definition about you.
You'll find more good words connected to you.

One is joy.
One is peace.
One is togetherness.
One is happiness.
One is foundation of everything.

So, come to me love.
Love, just come to me.

Sadness, you'll never again be connected too.
I'll be living proof of what true love can do.

Why?
Why?
Just explain why?
And this where the arguments begin?

Softly the tone might ask the "why" question.
But as soon, as you come to the truth.
That's when the tears of pain start.

So most holds the truth within just not to offend.
On cheating.
On various things.
Just to not inflict more pain.

But if many do come with the truth.
Then the truthseeker must ask many questions themselves>

Comfortable, what folks enjoy?
Any distraction will **** the moment of that joy.

We, see in movies.
We, see it in shows.
Especially, if they don't want to rock the boat.

Sometimes, it centers around race.
Where you'll see the black female with the white male?
Why?
Folks more comfortable with that image.

Some highly upset, if it's the black man with that white woman.
History still holds some hurt.

We comfortable with peace.
All because, we have witnessed the destruction of war.

Suddenly turned into constantly.
Which lead to us trying to please.
For the emotions were so true.

How?
Can I not love you?
Feelings deep.
Feelings steep.
That we both find it hard to fall to sleep.

Loving more.
To the point that its sore.
One of us will fall asleep and snore.

Lustful ways.
Leads to comfortable days.
Or does it?

Your world.
Your wonderful and beautiful world.
I'm comfortable within it.

Safe and secured surrounded by you.
My protector.
My love.
The only one, I'll forever love.

You're precious.
Very rare of many upon this earth.
One I cherish.
With the uttermost of unselfish love.

I welcome every minute with you.
Cause I'm comfortable in your world.
Proud to proclaim you as my world.

And like the song David Ruffin sung upon.
Happy to call you, my girl.

Call it any name.
They still supply the same thing.
It's just the description of the rules that changed.

The Mistress.
The Other Woman.
The Prostitue.
They get paid in similar ways.
For the gifts that they exchange.

Comfort women.
An old trade that many doubt will go anywhere.

Men seeks them out.
Even if they don't advertise.
Men are pursuers of lust.
And the comfort women are the prize.

Money attracts.
Women gives back.
Men are fools.
And the comfort women are the tools.

We can arrest them.
We can expose them.
But at the end of the day.
They relaxed a man somewhere along the way.

Be it the businessman.
Be it the husband.
Or another woman's lover.
The comfort women knows all about them.

Some write books deleteing the names.
Just to protect the good name of the high powerful.
Who hides truth in many ways?

Soldiers been there.
Cowboys went too.
And I hate to say it.
Their biggest distractors the ministers too.

The one that suppose to put moral values in you.
Which proves many aren't better then us.

Yes, comfort women.
Doing the same thing that women in marriages does.

We  should act better.
Except, we be only fooling ourselves.
Cause the athletes used money to attract the women they have.
No play.
If you can't pay.
We can hide behind lies.
It's just the truth says so much more.

Comfort women.
If they did it by their own accord.
Then we shouldn't judge them too harsh.

For, to the man they was comfort women of joy.

I've told you many times to leave.
For whatever reason you continue to stay.
And when you're in need for something pleasurable.
I'm your comfort zone.

Here you can be you.
And get away from your problems.
While at my best I try to help yousolve them.

I can't say I'm your cure.
I just know, he's not.
But he does have something you need.
Only this you can explain.
Like me, he's your comfort zone.

Either way.
You afraid to be alone.

What he give you?
I'm sure I do too.
Where he hurt you?
I heal you too.

We're benficial to your needs.
Except in a  variety of ways.
When you need to some consolation.
Then you know my name.
I give you freedom from your pain.

Your strength.
Your hope and independence lies within you.
As do this comfort zone of intimacy he gives.

He's your world.
I'm just your need.

They questioned him.
One doubted him.
And one denied him.
While one was dis-loyal to him.

He knew it.
He confronted it.
And might approved of it.
Cause he had a mission to do.

And requested this crew to follow him.
And through it all, he showed love.

Fear, he has never known.
And if he did.
He had a shield protecting him.
While he accomplished his goal.

Which was to make God known.

When surrounded by people seeking his miracles.
He rely on them to believe.

We all know that personal doubt doesn't accomplish anything.
That's why?
We call upon the name Jesus.

From his hem to his hands.
This man has the power to heal.
For faith within us is a strong force of wealth.
Which we find in his signs and his symbols to us.
When we think the Word only blinds us.

Which we found the lord teaching his disciples.
That we walk by faith and not by sight.
Cause then we would stay in a comfort zone.

Andrew.
Peter.
Batholomew.
Stephen.
James.
Joseph, are just a few.
But all of his close students had a job to do.
And this included Judas too.
Cause his decision created more then we know.

That once a bad decision is decided.
You must face the consequences of your action.
And Jesus death was for a reason.

To some he's a mystery.
To some he's a living dream.
To the believer, he's the King of Kings.
Walking daily in our presence with joy.

When questioned?
Asnwer.
When doubted?
Challenge them.
When denied?
Push truth.
And your inner soul will find peace.

Cause, who said?
Peace I give to you.
You know the answer.
It was Jesus.

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Don't act like it new.
It talked about in the scriptures.
Where it stands as living proof?

No one complains, when it's two women confessing their life style.
It seems to be the men coming out that driving them wild.

Oh, you hear them say.
Why don't they stay in?
Why don't they remain quiet?

What many don't know?
They don't need to know.
Stay in the closet.

Except, as many can contest.
It secretly spoken about in places.
Among relatives and various races.

We all know we don't like to be dictated too.
And that goes for those we chose to make love too.

Oh, many hides behind religion to justify it.
Twist words around to suit their purpose.
Strange that everybody loves to speak about Jesus.

What he would say?
What he would do?
Except, we aware that he change various things.
Use wisdom to bring perspective to his crew.

When they was lost?
Or simply confuse.

If he loves him.
And she loves her.
Then, why are their relationship bothering us?

All the cheating spouses in the world.
And many of us righteously defending them.
When they also breaking one of God's commandment.

Should simple point our fingers to ourselves.
That many doesn't agree with the life style we live.
And we are loving a different gender.
And that's a form of coming out.

Welcome!
Here in your new land things will be different.
Yes, you must adapt some.

When coming to America.
Rules are a little different.

What mostly rule your old land?
Won't always be tolerated here.
Laws, a little different.

Bring your flag.
Raise your hand.
But if you become a citizen.
It's the grand old flag you have sworn your loyalty too.

If, not use to racism?
You will be.
It's root within many communities.

But if you have dreams.
They can be accomplished.
And since you not American born most banks loan quickly to you.
Heck, American born has trouble trying to get one.

They yours for the taken.
When coming to America?

Just remember this the place of many dreams and realities.

Commentary, that personal opinion about a subject you hold dear.
Might offend or might not.
Some so sensitive to a fault.


Commentary, about anything and everything.
Maybe some too personal.
Maybe some too honest and real.

But it is what it is?
A commentary of opinions the only problem is, a few get offended.

To the guilty prisoner that feels injustice was done.
Well, what about the victim?
Those that suffer more on a daily manner.
Why you live in mostly comfort?

What about the lady?
Who accepted a simple date?
Just to end up attacked and *****.

What about the elderly?
Who we should show respect too?
Just to be film flam by the con artist.

What give you the right to cry foul?

Sure, due process is a honor and a right.
But realize, you placed yourself in that predicament.
For every criminal behavior there's a consequences to face.
This is my commentary.

What about the innocent child?
Who was beaten and abused?
Or violated in the worst way.
What about that child?

Those disavow by their parents upon the roads and streets.
Or begging for something to eat.
Yes, this my commentary.

What about the drug pushers?
Called in some places drug dealers.
Profiting off the rich and the poor.
Then crave for the legality of drugs to be sold.

Strangest things politicians is debating this.
What about the victim's families?
Who have seen many members suffer?

What about the homeless?
Who doesn't ask for much?
Maybe, if they were a charity foundation they find a worth.
Where donation wouldn't be a problem?

Oh, what about the crooked cops in blue?
Who gets away with the things they do?
Because the honest cops afraid to report them.
Which makes some sense because they don't know, who too trust?

What about the news reporters?
Who loves to report scandal.
But , who investigate them?
They love crying about the first amendment.
Oh, this is my commentary.

Oh, I could go on and on.
But by now, you're aware of my opinion.

Self, is a controlling soul
Where we slowly let others within our zone?
One mistake of judgement like magic they are gone.

Self, has this worthy to be important.
Self esteem pushes us higher to be inspired.
Many of us live by rules of needing nobody else.

But , we do.
We only acting like a fool when we do commentary on self.
Why?
We adjust to our self conscious of being.

It's self evident that others will hate or love us.
And In the mix even sit and judge us like they are jury of a crime not committed yet.

So we practice self restraint on acting out.

An insecure woman buys anything.
A suspicious woman buys nothing.

A insecure woman listens to the words of a player.
Who seeking something secretive out of her?
A suspicious woman plant evidence.
And soon his truth called lies are exposed by her.
The wool of deceipt is never getting over on her.

A insecure woman takes a fool back.
A suspicious woman, shows him where the door's at?
She knows she deserves better than that.

Women with two different views.
If you one of these females.
Which do you think is a better woman?

As , a man I have my answers.
Except I have seen women at their worse.
And plenty of them at their best.
Both have the ability to pass a common sense test.

Except, it always seems to be one.
One smarter.
And one that's dumb.

In truth, no man decides to be a slave.
Some were captured and honestly had no choice.

Abused, branded, and whipped in harsh manners.
Hoping for the day to see freedom.

Now, here comes the prisoners in similar situations.
Except, they chose to join the prison plantation.

Yes, comparison and differences are obvious to many.
Except, one had no choice in their situation.

While other gripes about their situation dealt with by decisions of their own making.

One lives more comfortably than one ever did.
Fed more often than the other ever did see during their time.

Pushed harder to survived.
One within time forget their tribes and to this day their heritage searching for that connection.

In facilities across the nation you will how they treated like Hebrew slaves?
But that's far from the truth when looking at the comparison of those before.

I might not have all the riches that the others do.
But if that what you are seeking?
I am better off without you.

But if you ever seeking just one sincere passionate guy.
I will be the first in line competing for your heart.

Love relationship always has some restriction.
But whatever they are?
I still fit within them, while competing for the heart.

When you look back a few years from now.
You are able to describe why I won hands down?
While competing for your heart.

Some might have spoken better words than me.
Some might have been better looking too.
But only I can proclaim with the truth that I am the one with you.

Competing for your heart.
We are.
And you're the judge.
The only requirements.
It must be one of us.

He bought a rose.
I bought a card.
He bought a present.
I wrote a poem.
He took you for dinner.
I took you for a ride.

And you say, we both are tied.

He texted you.
I placed a call.
You texted him back.
You wasn't home when I called.
But called later saying, you was sorry.

I took you to the movies.
He took you to a play.
I made you laugh.
He made you smile.

And still we was neck and neck.
Until you realized he was possessed.
Then and only then.
Did you proclaim me the winner.
When in my heart I was the winner all along.
While he was competing for your heart.
I was competing for your love.

Complaints, we have this?
If you looking for a perfect America?
You not going to find it.

It's like looking for a perfect church?
You not going to locate it.

Complaints, we all hear this?
In the church, at work.
At home.

Something wrong to someone about America.
Might be racism.
And most likely politics.

Complaints, none of us hadn't faced it.
Ask a parent?
You like him/her more.
You this or you that.
And the complaints continue on.

A complaint is a constant thing.
Some of us need someone or something to blame.

I love you completely.  Not a little bit.  No, far from it.  A ruler can't measure it.  So there no reason for you to question this.

Playfully, I love.
Carefully, I love.
Strongly, I love.
That you might become overcome from this affection.

Some people feels smother to the point that they need space.

Softly, I hug.
Kindly, I hug.
Tightly, I hug.
To the point you know the depth of my feelings.

I do nothing in small portion.
I purposely go over board with my love.
It's mine to give.
Yours to accept.

Completely, you love.
Sweetly,you give.
And I accept it sincerely.
Because your love comes across real.

You love her.
Compliment her.
For the blessing, she has been.

You adore him.
Compliment him.
For he has brought to you.

Isn't that what compliments meant for?

We just sometimes forget to explain more.

WE JUST TAKE IT LIKE THEY ARE SUPPOSE TO KNOW.

When sometimes saying it means a little more.

Work at it.
Be true to it.
And you will achieve it.
The condition of happiness.

It's in yiu.
It is you.
The condition of happiness.

Our state of well being and contentment is within our heart.
The pleasure of joy we seek.
Is within our minds.

Don't pretend
Keep it true.
And the condition of happiness will come to you.

A positive mind will always outshine a negative mood.
It's in you.
It is you.
This condition of happiness and joy.
Work at it.
Be true to it.
And you will achieve it.

If they only know about one.
Don't go off bragging about everyone you've done.
If they feel less of the pain.
Don't go trying to drive them insane.

Somethings, you admit too.
As counselors claims.
It's good therapy for you.
But pay attention to the emotions involved.

What you done?
Has broken a person's tender heart.
And they might be an emitional wreck.

And you're never sure of the way.
They might react.
So, if confessions are good for the soul.
Least, think before you tell.
It might not end so well.

Contracts has been signed
When in a marriage we call it vows.
In truth its another name for confidentiality agreement.

Requiring you not to speak negative about one another.
A honor hold high among celebrity.
Where secrets|
Aren't to be exposed.
Cause of things we know.

Truth hurts.
Getting it told is like liars twisting facts in church.
You only reveal so much before the people.