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By: Cedric McClester

Experience they say
Is the best teacher
Sometimes that's what it takes
For the message to reach us
But it's only gained
Through learning life's lessons
From infancy
Straight past adolescence

Thank God
For life's lessons
The struggles
And the blessings
All the things
He's enabled me to see
What I've taken from those lessons
Is what makes up the essence'
Of the person
That I chose to be

I could have been
A block hugger
Though I didn't chose to be
A murderer or a mugger
But neither one is me
I could have been most anything
That I chose to be
But it's life's lessons
That makes me what you see

Thank God
For life's lessons
The struggles
And the blessings
All the things
He's enabled me to see
What I've taken from those lessons
Is what makes up the essence'
Of the person
That I chose to be

There are ups and downs
That we all go through
Which impacts upon
The things we choose to do
But they're all a part
of life's many lessons
Illustrated by
Our struggles and our blessings




Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2016.  All rights reserved.
I refuse to be one of those people
that everyone chooses to love once she is dead
Don't wait until I'm lifeless and can no longer hear you
to start giving a **** about me
If I wasn't good enough for you while I was alive
I sure as hell won't be good enough for you when I'm dead
If there is something you need to tell me
do it while I can still hear you
If you want to see me
make plans with me
If you love me
tell me while I am still here to love you back
Do not wait until I am a pile of ashes
to confess everything you ever wanted to say to me
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: February. 25, 2016 Thursday 6:04 PM
I thought the storm was over
And the sun now shines on me
Why the sky is dark again?
Still, I am not free

I beg You, I pray
Why I have this kind of heart?
It is easy to be broken
My life was torn apart

This pain, these tears
Won't they  just stay away?
I did my best to be humane
Do I deserve to be this way?

Another rainy days here
So heavy downpour I see
Not the rain that I've learned to love
I don't know how it came to me

I am so tired, I am so weak
I don't know if I can stand still
The last string of hope in me
Has weakened and took my will

My God, help me to understand
I still don't know how and why
My life, my heart's now broken
Oh, rainy days, this is my cry!
Getting dark again...

Musing on sadness.
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