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 Apr 2013 Mercy B
Mayah Seals
They gave me a choice
I could live and breathe
But only on their terms
Or I lived on my knees
And I got to live for a moment
Loved but never free
Until a frightful day
When they were the cause of my screams
And the Gods sent you to me

You lifted me up
You filled me in
You took my hand
And let our lives begin
You gave me hope
You sent me peace
You helped me stand
To live a life off my knees
You brought me home

And so we ran
As far as we could go
We were in our own world
And no one had to know
We were happy and so free
Shielding me from the harm
Kisses so sweetly
And when you wrapped me in your arms
You whispered tenderly

You lifted me up
You filled me in
You took my hand
And let our lives begin
You gave me hope
You sent me peace
You helped me stand
To live a life off my knees
You brought me home

Here we stand
In a loving embrace
I know I am home
When you caress my face
Your arms are as strong
As an angels' wings
Feels so right it should be wrong
And it makes me want to sing
About what you have done for me
You brought me home and now I am free
 Apr 2013 Mercy B
st64
Another chance, a new approach
Waiting in the wings for you
Waiting in the wings for you.

What else is waiting there? (x2)
Waiting in the wings for you
Waiting in the wings for you.

So, take your time, enjoy the ride
Waiting in the wings for you
Waiting in the wings for you.

Yeah, enjoy the ride...while you can
Waiting in the wings for you
Waiting in the wings for you.

For you never know
What else is waiting there
Waiting in the wings for you . . . .


Refrain:
Dare you hasten your destiny?
Only to regret your impatience . . . .


What seems to be boredom now
Is simply biding grace time
Waiting in the wings for you.

And that is not so bad at all
Waiting in the wings for you
Waiting in the wings for you.

For you never know
What is waiting there
Waiting in the wings for you.


S T, 30 April 2013
Give things a chance.....quit bein' so hasty......

Like some wise person once....all good things come to those that wait, but better things to those that hustle!

:)
 Apr 2013 Mercy B
Lily
when i was a kid
i used to sneak up
to her room

and listen to her,
crying
and i memorized
the sound of her cry.

when i was a kid
i used to sneak up
to their room

and listen to them,
fighting
and i memorized
all the words.

i write poems now.
April 30, 2013. Not capitalizing the "i" - tried Lucille Clifton's style. I now know why she didn't like to capitalize.
 Apr 2013 Mercy B
David Nelson
Believing in Love

I know sometimes it seems so hard
to feel there is someone who believes in you
who loves you unconditionally
will still love you no matter what you do

someone who will give hugs to you
when you are down and feel alone
someone who will raise you up
who understands your silent moan

maybe you have been burned before
giving your trust then see it fade away
when someone turned their back on you
your world came to a crash in a single day

you have tried not letting your heart
run freely like the wind
guarding it oh so closely
punishing yourself for having sinned

but that doesn't work out now does it
you feel empty and search guidance from above
the only thing that will fill your heart
is believing in love
  
Gomer LePoet...
the old cliche' - it is better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all
 Apr 2013 Mercy B
David Nelson
The Light

the light from your eyes
shows me the way
to humble
thankfulness

the light from your smile
shows me the happiness
that can be
that will be

the light from your heart
shows me true love
that will last
forever

Gomer LePoet....
You are the light that shines
 Apr 2013 Mercy B
Joshua Dougan
I want you to hear me,
Jeer at me or cheer me
Cause I want you here for me.

I've got what it takes.
A voice that piques your choice of taste.
At a loss for what is faith
But a boy to beat, or love. Embrace.

I don't do this for attention.
It's closer to, words that mask the tension.
A life lesson in aggression towards the lack of message.
But I grasp the sentence.

And I have a theory though I'm quite leery.
If I keep my lines endearing then you just might hear me.
 Apr 2013 Mercy B
Joshua Dougan
A shrill whine echoed through the room.
Sitting alone he let go, Obscured by bluish hues.

His perceptions been altered. How can he live in this tomb as regrets and sins of the father begin to bloom?

"Who are you?","Why are you here?"
His Reflections argue and fight in the mirror.

The echo in the room fades but begins a fast pace and starts to hiss.
And as he laid down he prayed to see the fan blades and watch them spin.

He watched them spin...
 Apr 2013 Mercy B
Joshua Dougan
A night as quaint as this has no place for the bravest kids.

It teeter totters right on faith and sin
As a creature falters inside made of pins and needles eager to fray the wit.

A leader fathers the right to slay and bleed away at the sane and sick.
And there you are, tamed and whipped.

A night as quaint as this has no need to embrace these kids
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