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Tommy Allen Jan 2017
I stare at the mirror
  reflecting in my mind
And I swear I’m  perfect
  until I look behind
And see them so wild
   wondering if I’ll ever be
Able to quiet the voices
  screaming inside of me
Creating this evil scar
   so difficult to heal
A mark upon my soul
   my ability to feel
But as I contemplate my fate
  chase those demons down
Forgetting all I have
  the love that’s all around
Suddenly I see it
   as they speak their evil lies
The demons are clearing up
   I see it in my eyes
A secret to be kind
  can i now share with you
So you may one day find
   the mirror was so true
Looking in the eyes
   the one you stare at now
Showing the evil demons
   swirling around somehow
Are just the devils only way
  of cheating out of you
Happiness and love
  what we hold to be so true
Now as you look into your eyes
   and see your inner peace
Your  happiness and love
  the demons will finally cease
A smile upon your face
  this poem now complete
All you see is the good
  in everyone you meet
Tommy Allen Jan 2017
As the world now seems
to pass me by
Sadly, I can’t help
but wonder why
Another sunset
I’ll never see
Another night
I won’t be free
Another smile
without a face
Another day here
gone to waste
Another sleep  
dreaming about tomorrow
Another morning
waking with sorrow
Another meal
surrounded by hate
Another part of me
owned by the state
Another fence
I can’t walk through
Another tear I’ve shed
just no clue

So one day God
touches my heart
Saying to me,
'make a new start'
Be grateful for my gifts
& have some fun
As I bestow my love
on everyone
Even though life has me
pinned to the wall
I’ve now learned to see
the wonder of it all

Another sunrise
to share with you
Another daybreak
from a different view
Another bedtime
with prayers to say
Another night
to dream this way
Another opportunity
to learn something new
Another chance
to write for you
Another meal
to feed myself
Another day
to better my health
Another day
my kids have a dad
Another way
for me to be glad
Another love song
for us to hear
Another day
to love you dear
Another feeling
for a new sensation
Another way
to see God's creation

I’ve now learned to be grateful
for what I have
And the natural way
I make others laugh
Gods little gift
to see life this way
Each morning I wake
is a brand new day
If I begin each morning
by reading this poem
Forever in my heart
I’ll always be home
I wrote this during a stint in jail, it was an unfortunate situation, and i was very depressed.  The poem reflects my sudden ability to see the light instead of darkness.  Please feel free to comment. thank you for reading.
Tommy Allen Jan 2017
A Magic Treasure chest
  For each of you
Locked up tight
  With secrets all true
A magic treasure chest
  All polished & shined
Sprinkled with love
  As you now find
The treasure you have
  All locked inside
For mysteries of life
  Both far and wide
You wake up one day
  To find the key
That opens this box
  Of mystery
So you stand over the box
  And prepare to hold
Many secrets in life
  The truth unfolds
As the key unlocks
  The magic treasure chest
You now realize
  You’ve been given a test
To reach out to others
  And make them smile
Feeling so good
  All the while
The chest now opens
  So very slow
And lights up forever
  Letting you know
That you have a purpose
  So simple and free
To open your heart
  And let others see
How to feel so good
  As you learn to live
In this special way
  With all that you give
Accepting of others
  In a world so cruel
You’ve found this treasure
  This precious jewel
You can plainly see
  As you pass the test
That this precious jewel
  Was your vision quest
Tommy Allen Nov 2014
A Flowing river
   In the mountain air
I see the girl
  See her stare
Painting on a rock
  Now please be still
Is all that she says
  Up on that hill
I don’t understand
  What’s inside of me
She asks in thoughts
  ‘let me see’
all of your love
  emotions inside
allow me to feel
  in my mind
share these things
  and open your heart
so I can finish this painting
  my work of art
A peaceful feeling
  Like never before
Fills me with warmth
  Temperatures soar
She smiles at me
  As she strokes her brush
The river rolls by
  In no rush
Smiling now
  Blowing in the breeze
As she views her painting
  Down on her knees
She invites me over
  Gives me a clue
Prepare for this
  What I see in  you
I look at the painting
  And what do I see
She painted all the feelings
  Inside of me
Tommy Allen Nov 2014
Princes and Kings

Let me tell you
about Princes and Kings
Traveling thru time
In search of gold dust rings
They sprinkle their rings,
on broken hearts
Granting a wish,
for a brand new start
Their gold dust lights up,
the darkest nites
With glitters of love,
oh so bright
A lonely heart,
needs gold dust rings
As they offer this gift,
wrapped in strings
These Princes and Kings,
are everywhere you go
Setting up these rings,
watching them grow
But their works not done,
until you see
All the gold dust rings,
inside of me
These gold dust rings,
I put in my rhyme
Will watch over your heart,
every time
What makes them so precious,
priceless & true
Is these Princes and kings,
live inside of you
Tommy Allen Nov 2014
One Wish

As you stare at the snow,
  beginning to fall
You wish for  strength,
  to finally tell all
In the middle of the forest,
so lonely and cold
Wishing for someone,
to have and to hold
Close your eyes,
set your love free
And  now find out,
  what's meant to be
On a rock near by,
  sits a friend to hear
All your thoughts,
once such a fear
You begin to tell,
  pain in your heart
Hoping for a way,
  to make a new start
The friend just listens,
  as good friends should
Wanting to do more,
  if only he could
You open your eyes,
and feel brand new
And feel the change,
  that has happened to you
Your wish has come true,
  you can now freely share
Feelings so deep,
  with someone who care's
But others have wishes,
  as you find out too
That the friend near by,
  had a wish like you
In your feelings,
his wish was found
As the snow starts to melt,
  all around
If  you know what it was,
the friend wished  for
You may understand this poem,
  and so much more
This was written many years ago, one of the first i ever wrote and saved.

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