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BPIII Apr 2019
So who am I and who's to say,
it could have been any other way,
but doubt it not for it is real,
a broken life for all to feel,
a wounded heart for all to see,
beating so faint inside of me,
a lonely soul that has no name,
a bitter love that has no shame,
with lost dreams and painful cries,
through this world my conscience flies,
share my peace or help me stand,
I shall not want or give demand,
to what is right or what is wrong,
another verse in life's great song,
singing loud above the stars,
so many falls so many scars........
BPIII Apr 2019
Before it was to far to see,
there was a place inside of me,
were everything was good as gold,
from within the stories told, a wishing well deep in a dream,
a waterfall beneath a stream,
I laughed and played in rainbow skies,
as I searched my wonder whys,
adventure was at top of day, to get lost I found a way,
how the nights were full of light,
as I watched the stars take flight,
maybe when this journeys done ,
I shall return to have some fun,
until then I'll reminisce,
on all the past times that I miss,
in that place to far to see, that's hidden deep inside of me.......
BPIII Apr 2019
A burn out, a burden on society
convicted, conversational propriety
honestly, honest as allusion
confusing, manifesting in confusion
abrupt, the sudden
realization
contemplate, in all contemplation
obvious, obviously constricted
contradictions, continually contradicted
Deceived, taken from, deception
Truthfully, truth, a certitude in question, Restricted,limited to,restrained
Containment, held within, contained.......
BPIII Apr 2019
Why label what has no brand,
not all is to say,
so who's to understand,
every verse in every song, we sing to dance,
I could be wrong,
I do not doubt,for life is short,
it's been a bout,
in a ring against a blunder , chaotic silence in a wonder,
dodging punches thrown by voices,
taking hits defending choices,
on the ropes but dare not fall,
one more round,
I hear the call,
of the bell,
my head is ringing,
pound for pound my heart is stinging,
to find peace I must fight on,
it could be close,
the pain is gone, muscles aching to the bone,
I make my stand so throw your stone.......
BPIII Apr 2019
A day to dream , A night to sleep
Away does seem , like fright so deep
Within a thought , is hidden true
Like getting caught , and being blue
Close your eyes , yet still you feel
To no suprise , this can't be real
Hold your heart , and hide it well
Just like a dart, the point will tell
Where we land , against a score
Yet we stand, their must be more.......

© BPIII
BPIII Mar 2019
I heard a sound across my heart
It had no end nor did a start
It felt like rain inside a cloud,about to burst like when I'm proud
A thunderstorm of hopes and dreams,behind a smile a tear drop streams
Through my thoughts it left a chill
I had to stop and just be still
I could not see yet wide awake,like when you're blind to love at stake
Beyond the stars my soul has met,as sure to be the sun will set
What most it seeks that helps me live
With countless smiles I laugh and give
All I am for just one glance,of a time when left to chance
I met a friend without a word,just one look
Yet still I heard.......
BPIII Mar 2019
What color is your rain,does it ever leave a stain,do you ever smile and dance in life's puddle left to chance,does it ever sooth your soul,when the wind begins to blow,does the lightning spark your eyes, in the thunder riddled skies,as you wash away the past,in a rainbow colored blast,of lights across a dream,as far fetched as it may seem,do you welcome on the storm,does it make your heart feel warm,perhaps you run and hide,rapped in dark and bitter pride,afraid of what's to come,a challenge still for some,just let go and be set free,the next time you get to see,the clouds about to drop,what even time itself can't stop,let your worries,grief and pain,feel all the colors of the rain.......
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