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  May 2015 tee2emm
Jennifer Weiss
There are opportunities a plenty,
as much as the fallen leaves on the ground.
If you breathe deeply and listen,
you can hear God's sound.
I am making it my mission,
to tell you all right now-
Spreading the gospel is more fruitful than fishing,
because even a line cast can be a letdown.
So share the word of Jesus.
Wear it strung round your forehead like a crown.
Write a tweet, send a text, sing a song long and proud.
God gave you everything and then some,
So what will you give right now?
rewrite.
tee2emm May 2015
One of a kind
Rare to find
Harder to describe
Thus a poem with lengthy lines.

As opaque as she is transparent
As dark as she is a fluorescent
Even without perfumes she wears an awesome sent
Though she bears her flaws to same never condescends.

Who carries a ghana-must-go of money
Yet ignorant of the value therein
I guess its only one who is blind totally
Its like caressing and romancing a tree trunk
Such a waste of passion and emotions.

Shine dear star, for that you were born to
Like the sun shines gracefully and true
Even the blind can't feign ignorance that she is beautiful.
Prince charming won't have a choice but to rescue you
From kingdoms afar, woods and seas he will see through.

Diamond in a dirt, that's who you are
Lay quiet in wait, much to the delight of a happy miner.
Price is rarity's beautiful daughter
Though clouds can blanket the sun from shining but it won't last forever.
  Apr 2015 tee2emm
TSALOVERLOVER
please everyone go to Just Melz's website-http://www.gofundme.com/r5wnpsd5  and help her please!! act as if it were you in the situation................. please act quickly!!!!!!!!
this is not a poem this is a request please hurry!!
  Apr 2015 tee2emm
Just Melz
Regretting Some Past Mistakes
Realizing what's actually At stake
Feeling so helpless and confused
So many memories of your abuse
Screaming, kicking, punching
Just too much fighting
You always knew the best ways to hurt me
Now you wanna take away what means everything
Like your final play to torture me
For eternity
What right do you have to judge me?
To look down upon me?
I am only all that you've made of me
This so called monster that you love to hate
Is just the manifestation of what you helped create
You WILL regret this
In the end, you will lose
I won't let you win, not again
They'll realize what you're trying to do
Remembering the years of abuse
And they'll HATE you
You can never destroy a mother's love
Although I know you're willing to try
When I win this battle for what I hold dear
Don't come crawling to me with tears in your eyes
Cause I won't be here
PLEASE CLICK THE LINK

This link will explain the situation, I'd appreciate any help anyone could offer me, I may write like I'm strong but I'm honestly scared to death of losing my babies.

http://www.gofundme.com/r5wnpsd5
tee2emm Apr 2015
Shilla Shilla oh Shilla
Her name was like the world's tallest pillar
Her beauty shone like the brightest star
None in the neighbourhood didn't know her
She was are perfect description of a jewel by the most dexterous jeweller

We craved to be-friend her
Just to, once-in-a-day, say hi.
The rivalry was totally worth her,
If only she will spare you a few minutes of the time she has
For time is what she scarcely had
She was too engrossed in a fairy life of hers.

Suitors came and suitors went
But she was in no way going to wed
"Marry and enslave myself?" She once said
Every night club she went
Wherever there was hullabaloo, you'll find her there
Life was as fun as it could ever get

In the joy of her beauty she basked
In spite all advise she'd rather pass
She got gifts, those she did and didn't ask
Unaware how much time has passed
Nor how fast it still is passing

Now aged and old
Time has taken its toll
She now is alone and cold
Wishing someone will come by and say "please be my own"
Those rosy days are gone
"Oh had I known" is now her only song.

Shilla Shilla oh Shilla
Now sitting on a mat, in the sun she sees her past
Wondering how fast it came and passed.
Shilla Shilla oh Shilla
Now wishing she should've let one of the suitors marry her
May be now she would be having an old wrinkly sweetheart
One whom will love and cherish her.

Youthful beauty is always temporal
Like the sun, though it rises by dawn
It surely must fade at dusk.
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