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Johnny walker Feb 26
Its time for all the forces throughout the world the elite the best came together In common
To rid the world of these's cowardly terrorist who **** the innocence the women and children through the disgusting acts
terrorism they have no guilt they sleep at night having killed with their bombs and
But their days are closing fast coming to end one day the world will be rid of them for good scrum of the earth
A few thought on terrorist **** of the earth there days are closing fast coming to end
one day the world will be free of them all cowardly  **** of the earth
Johnny walker Feb 25
Awoke to the sun beautiful
this morning the kind of day one feels alive admittedly
still a sense of losing emptiness but somewhat
less than winter
I suppose days like these It's that I want to live for the both of us Helen would not want me sitting around
moaning but to get out there live for Her
Go some of the places we went together just to sit and remember all the fun things she loved to do and to think back to days at seaside those Ice creams
dinky doughnuts and of cause
But just to Imagine she In the sat beside me which I'm sure she still Is giving Instruction how to drive all those things at the time might seemed annoying I'd
have all back
complaint because I loved her so much never stop missing her one In a million a real rare gem priceless
Helen was like rare Gem priceless one In a million there will never be another
Callie Zeph Feb 19
I can hear you,
You are there.
I can see you,
You were here.
I can feel you,
You are there.
I am with you,
You are not here.

You are here,
With him.
I am here,
With me.

I am alone
With you.
You are not alone
With me
How am I so alone living with you
Johnny walker Feb 18
I now have happiness strangely within sadness I've been set In this mode so long I longer hurt so much

I fear reality more for
because that's uncertainty I'm used to the sadness I can deal with Its a reality
that's the problem

I've been trying to learn what I can cope with, and what I can't, and I've found Its reality I can't deal with I
feel I have no place In reality

But sadness there's a place with my wife but In truth, It's the physical side her not being with me In this
life that the sad part

So all my dreams and memory of Helen Is to where I can be happy again so why would I
want to move
Moving would mean putting all my memories my photos of Helen not write poems of her just to please someone else that I can't do

If anyone can understand
what I'm trying to say then
I will be pleased because I'll know I'm correct all I know Is If I try to forget the past

I hurt too much my dreams memory fantasies of Helen I'm a happy man so It's to there I'll stay happy writing my poems of Helen
It strange but feel better already God bless
Strange but I feel safe In my sadness It's reality I fear
If there is
a way
to happiness
I will do whatever it takes
to get there.
Over mountains and lakes,
oceans and trails,
I will get to happiness
no matter what
it takes.
It's somewhere out there...
Johnny walker Feb 10
I'm Drifting through lives everyday troubles by the
Memories of my once sweetheart and
my dreams that will carry me through the struggles of this ever-changing world
I'm closing my eyes for I no longer want to see the way we are destroying our world along with the future of our
for we are leaving them nothing but a polluted world a planet that's days to the end are closing
I'm closing my eyes and remembering how my life as a kid was so different for me not the pressure of present-day
we're kid had time to play as kids but now pushed to learning far too early In
So they won't grow up with  the memories as I did playing as a kid guess I'll go back to drifting through every trouble of
with memories and dream of Helen to escape from reality and the uncertainties of a life ruined by the very humans
who live
A world were the days of end are closing fast
Born like other
I also have Mother
i am teacher
i am teacher
some call me call teacher
Some call me cheater
Do u know I also am sweeter....
Some call me weird
But to make your son best
i always tried
To imped evils
from the side of devils....
I saved your sibling from waste
I am the Teacher I never Haste
I never Fuss what money I get
I give u my life and U BET !!!
I nourish your son
When you yourself shun...
Still you treat me like a best !!!!
You Slaughter my Heart and Cook your feast !!
Still never mind
Teacher  preacher
Arianna Jan 23
We meet again! One last time,
My dear Parallel Line,
Exchanging shy smiles.

You hand me the tea,
As I hold out the money:
"Nah, it's on us today."

But I put all of it
(And then some)
In the tip jar anyway.

Your kindly, sincere grin,
Still brings a warmth to my skin,

And I wonder if you realize how brightly
The quiet gentleness of your demeanor

Ay, ay! Guillaume, if only
We'd been friends
Earlier, back then...
Visited a favorite haunt earlier and was fortunate to briefly catch up with and say goodbye to someone I still wish I'd gotten to know better when time really allowed. I have written about this person before in two other poems: "Guillaume (Café du Matin)", and "Crescendo con Moto".

Hélas, mais c'est la vie... :-)
Quiet Justin Jan 22
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Johnny walker Jan 21
Sat at side of my wife Hospital bed sat holding her hand for last
Desperately trying to hide my tears hidden behind shaded glasses trying my best to comfort
through the final hours of life twenty she had been my wife gifted me a wonderful
Then slowly feeling the grip of her hand slipping away my darling was falling to endless sleep never to see her no
but hope she made It to where she heading the last time I saw my darling
Last moments of Helens Life
hope she made It to where she was heading the last time I saw
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