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 May 2015 Mercy B
brandon nagley
God made queens out of women,
                                                          ­ Women maketh beast's out of themselves,

Due to man's degrading's to maketh womankind what they want them to be!!!
This is saying here god made man, and men make beasts out of women,and since men make beasts out of a woman than women since that's all they know become what man makes them!! So sad, so true!!
 May 2015 Mercy B
brandon nagley
I knoweth I've met her in another life,
I knoweth I met her and all was right,

Tis I say, tis I do say!!

I knoweth Ive met her in another time,
She lingers somewhere between this mind!!

Tis I say, and tis I know!!

I think she's here,
But where oh where?

Tis I look, tis I ponder!!

Maby its all a dream,
No heavengate fountain, no true queen!!

Tis I weep, tis this soul doth weep!!!
 May 2015 Mercy B
Mike Hauser
A to me your A okay

B mine forever and a day

C what all you mean to me

Delectable

Exceptionally

F forever once again

G the spin you put me in

H is how I handle it

I will never ever quit

J the joy in all of this

L is love are you

M

N with me

O

Please don't

Quit

Remember

This

Stuck with me

U will always be

Very soon

W too I will be

X pect nothing less from me

Yours now and forever more, from A to

Z naturally
Not sure this works but it took me too long to try and figure it out...so I ain't backing out now!
 May 2015 Mercy B
brandon nagley
I'll ride her hair strand's to be the cosmic waves,

                                           As her eye's as stars will light mine way!!!
 May 2015 Mercy B
GaryFairy
always climbing up that hill
trying to hide from the devil
now i am losing that climbing will
under ground, it's always level

(walked the weeping sands
of seven lonely seasons
my conscience seared in strands
by full-level demons)

always running from that flame
trying to hide from the fire
constant climbing, in God's name
the flames keep getting higher
Big thanks to Jason, for helping me finish this piece.
 May 2015 Mercy B
Stephen Gentles
As I stir to wake up
I felt something, draining my spiritual cup
So I gave myself help
By touching the window, to balance myself.
Original version
How, When, Where and Why?

There's certain things in life that we don't understand.
Whether its the thought of leaving someplace you have accustomed to..
Or leaving people you love and have made friends with behind..
Even if it was just a few days, months or years the special ones always leave a footprint and somewhere down the line you think of them, the ones closest more often than ever.
Then you wonder if u'l ever know where you think it's best for u, you keep living.. And wonder where?

The feeling of regrets, mistakes or chances you never took. You'll never know where you may have been led to.. If only.. But you havnt. And you'll never know..

The regret of you letting down someone, or you led someone to let u down.. It all counts in its wierd ways.. But u just don't seem to understand why..

Everything happens for a reason.. We all think of this at some stage of our life.. But when the reason goes unexplained, it builds stress and more often than never it breaks confidence and brings fear..
Again.. We never know why..

I'm sitting here, unable to find sleep or rest in my mind.. Unable to stop thinking and rest my eyes..
Unable to stop thinking of the beautiful moments that have passed and then start to wonder how much I will miss it from happening again..
Again.. You never know how..

It's the sadness or hole in ur heart that hurts the most, and while u wait for that little piece to fall in place, sometimes it never does, and you begging to look for a substitute to give u that stable pounding of your heart beat.. And again.. You'll never know when..

Then we cross the stage where we think, patience will be a key.. I'm still here with patience.. Wondering when the betterment would arrive.
Coz I've been hurt a zillion times, and i still havnt seen the light..
I wonder, if I'd ever know, why?, when?, and how?, or where I'd ever be finding peace to my heartbeat again!!!
Written in London!
I remember the cold breeze blow into your face..
Your Red Shirt waiving whilst your on it..
Then the Camera focussed..
From the Green Grass to the back of your shirt..
Number 8..
And I knew I was looking at
My Legend..
My hero..
You'll Never Walk Alone they sang..
It gave me Goose bumps instantly!

I've never failed to miss a game to watch you since then..
To watch you play.. To watch Liverpool Play..
And then they sang your name..
You AWED me with
Joy and Goose Bumps!
You will be missed dearly..
But as you move on to better challenges..
Remember you Sir,
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart..
You'll Never Walk Alone!

-Shahzaad Zahirsha
Dedicated to My Hero..
YNWA
 Mar 2015 Mercy B
Hilda
Fourteen years ago when I held you in my arms, it seemed surreal. So fragile you were and like a tiny doll. Only God knows how much I miss being able to pick you up and hug you tightly close to my heart whenever I feel depressed.
And yet I love you now all the more. You are so special to me and always shall be. Our family has shared so many joys and so much heartbreak through the swiftly passing years.
You are sunshine and daybreak and iridescent rainbow hues.
The baby has been replaced with a very special friend.


Happy Birthday Sweet Daughter!


Much Love,
From Your Mother
copyright  Hilda   3/20/15
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