If anybody should be angry at the other its me,
angry at myself for the shame,
no need to point a finger or hide behind it,
not willing to call myself a failer
but i know i have failed.

Too ashamed to let everyone see me weeping,
not even myself from that mirror reflecting my loss back at me.

I was too proud,
believed in myself,
knew i was going to make it,
but no i failed,
and all it has done is to bring back my losses from the past.

To ashame to let the world see me,
i have locked myself away,
i cant even walk out of the house,
it feels like the whole world knows my loss.

Too proud,
too confident,
but now all my confidence has been washed away into the drain.

I am mostly ashamed for i failed to make my Mama proud.

Romeo, oh Romeo
Wherefore art thou Romeo?
I friended you on Facebook an hour ago
and I saw you tweeted recently, so...

Romeo, oh Romeo
I can see you're location with these iPhone apps
And I e-mailed thee this route from Yahoo maps
so you should of been here, but perhaps...

Romeo, oh Romeo
I stare at your picture in utter torment
because you deleted my Myspace comment
I know! I'll text bomb your phone 'till ye repent!

Romeo, oh Romeo
They say stalkers should feel ashame'
Thy parents say I only have myself to blame
I say deny thy father, and...(oooh, I just Googled thy name)

I am not ashamed, that I love my Savior more then anything.
If you had walk in my shoes and seen the things that I have.
You as well would had made Christ your first love over everything.
For he is my Father, brother, Savior, Source of everything as well.
I am not a shame to say that I love my Living Savior very much.
More then the breathe that keeps me Living here on the earth.
More then the sun that keeps me warm, more then the food that I eat.
For I love him more then Life itself, for he is the one whom breathe life into me.
So without him I would not have been and yet he went to the cross for me.
So why wouldn't I love him and admit to all that he has done for me.

I've killed that old flame
felt so ashame, I'm to blame
i left to pursue nothing
it kept me running
please, lend me something
a little bit of hope
for me live on and to cope

i wish i never killed you
left you there
    in the darkness's hue

Heartbroken people need love
We need to know what we did wrong
Why you left us there
Why you seem not to care
Am I the one to blame
For always feeling
Depressed and ashame
But one thing we want you to know
Well always care and never let you go

“Immigrant” has somehow become a bad word.
When to me immigrants are the people who fight to be heard.
They are the people who are ignored,
The people who work hard without reward.
They’re not back until after dusk and leave the house before dawn,
They’re not just the people who mow your lawn.

People will discriminate,
But I’m proud of from where I originate.
With rich culture that in which the word “ashame” does not exist.
In this so called “country of the free” we will resist.
We will join with others to make our bruises known
For we won’t stay quiet while being disowned

You are God’s Art Work. When you understand this; you understand the importance of being and the importance and beauty of another’s being.
Imagine a child of any age, with his or her coloring pencils drawing on a piece of paper. Tongue stuck out, eyes focused and every mark in its place. The yellow is where he or she wants it, there’s just enough blue and every line and dot in the background makes that child’s art work complete. It took some time, but it was worth it. This child is so proud of his or herself, sitting back gazing at his or her creation, knowing that he or she will never create this one masterpiece ever again. Can you feel that child’s joy, that child’s love for his or her creation?
Now, imagine another child with only one black flat tip marker, with only two strokes in only two seconds ruin the first child’s creation before he or she was able to show it to anyone. Can you feel that child’s pain, that child’s anger?
You are God’s Art Work. And every Man, Woman and Child should be treated as such.
Every scar you made on another Man, Woman or Child was a mark on one of God’s many Great Masterpieces (if you never done so, I congratulate you and ask you never feel this shame). This is how wrong our world is. You should feel ashame to have another bare the mark of your rage and even worse if you bare the mark of another because of your own wrong way of living. This is not a hard task but it must be dealt with where the problem begins. It begins with you. If you have a thought, an idea, the feeling or if someone is pushing you to hurt or harm or even dislike anyone in any manner at any time, you should have the wisdom and compassion to know that this is wrong, that this is not right and want to resolve the matter of not; the difference of the other person, but why I feel this way towards them.
Now, imagine a world with no man made scars created in anger or dislike. Can you see a World with no war, a World with no animosity toward one another Worldwide…a World without one man made bruise in anger toward another? That world can be, just by respecting...God’s Art Work.

Is Museum Art more important than God's?

When world becomes a mere place where we fear for life every seconds
When life becomes only lump of flesh and bones with no feelings in it
When human become scant creature of no second thought on humanity

Today when massive plots are drawn not to settle disputes
Instead to **** the brotherhood among the two
Today when pitty mishaps are not forgiven for the mean time
Instead taken as a matter of revenge

Where one has started fetting satisfied on others failure
Where one has started seeing happiness in others pain
Where one has started seeing gain in others life
Where one has started feeling contented on others blood

There we see terror and pain all over

Little kids have started to lose their future at an early age
Young girls have started losing their honor as ashame
Old parents have started being all alone with no desire to live

Lives are taken as easy as a cup of tea now
People are burnt as easy as litting a fire on hay
Humans are shot as easy as playing a toy pistol

Morality,Humanity,Honor,Love,Respect henceforth barely survives
Torment of mind and heart seeks some peace now
If you can't be the reason behind their life you can't even take one
Earn some humanity if not have some mercy.

you don't have to be the most beautiful girl,
to prove that you fit in,
you don't have to be conscious of your belly or your big *** arms,
you don't have to cut your hair for a reason that inlvoves him,
you don't have to have all the things in the world,
you don't need all that makeup for your acne or unperfect skin,
you don't have to shave your hairy arms and legs just because society thinks it's gross,
i think it's beautiful it shows us how much unique we are,
you don't have to hide your legs because you think it's big,
you don't have to be ashame about your stretch marks,
or your uneven skin tone,
you don't have to worry about what other thinks about you,
you are not pretty but you're are beautiful,
inside and out,
you are smart,
you are amazing,
brilliant,
wise,
gorgeous,
you are everything that you chose to be.
never let one thing ruin your life,
be the one who chose to walk on the path that he/she wants,
be the one who is incredibly different,
flaunt yourself,
it's your personalized flag that is limited edition and will never be stolen by any other creature in this world.

Picture-perfect spectacle, splattered upon the canvas
White canvas polka-dotted, splashed, smacked
With an ensemble of colors partaking in lively dances
Artistry exemplary, simple applause apparently apt.

It was this artist’s one shot
The proof was in the painting
The piece ; joy is what it brought
The other piece, other joy, exhilarating.

Reds, violets, blues
Pinks, greens, and orange hues
Rainbow splats and careful flats
Certain clusters of paint make me glad.

Though, like every painting painted
A hidden passage creating vexes
Faint sadness ; happiness tainted
The mind of this creator perplexes.

All the while I’ve been feeling his art
And touching the surface
Deep below was his heart
Well crafted mask that hugged his face

I shall pick his brain
Quite literally, though it’s repulsive
For this painting was his last, ashame
His retirement is messy, but in an eye of an artist
This gunpoint suicide was one that held artistic fame.

Orange tabby cat,
With your white under coat,
Why did you leave me,
Along these slopes?

For six years,
You laid in my bed,
I gave you love,
And kept you fed.

I brushed your fur,
And gave you a name.
Now I feel ashame.
I take the blame.

I left the door open.
Didn’t shut it in time.
There wasn’t enough bravery in,
My voice to call you mine.

The rainfall was quick.
So were the tear drops from my eyes.
I never realized,
You're my hope in disguise.

I sit down now,
Breathing the air.
Wanting to scream words,
No lion would dare.

Your pur was my lullaby at night.
Your fur was my blanket.
Your meow was my heart aching,
And now you’ve gone and taken it.

Orange tabby cat,
Out with my concern,
Come home to me.
Be smart and learn.

Acknowledge me.
In all the days of your life.
And wattch the many ways I acknowldge you with great blessings.

Be up front.
Be direct.
But be sincere and respectful when you walk toward me.

I knew you when you were just a thought.
Now, here you are requesting a private talk.

Speak my name.
Be not ashame.
For I am God.
Acknowledge me.

Walk with you.
I'm willing to do.
Talk with you.
I'm willing to do.
Just show reverence to my name.
By acknowledging me.

I'm the air.
I'm the sun.
I'm the moon.
I'm the stars.
I am God.

You don't have to be sick to know me.
You don't have to be well to speak.
Cause I'm the one above everything.

Like a bolt
Thoughts are like saving bonds
You eventually cash them
Get your way the proce is right
Come out even end up broke
Find out the ppl talking are a joke
They bully but can't fight mad at others
Turn out they can't act right
Words on fire burning passion
Melt them down to ash
Nothing left thats how they feel
Hate on you because you come real
Beat them at their foolish game
Don't get your way ain't that ashame

You are a lovely poet
Don't you know that?
You are glamorous 
Sparkling so brilliant shine
Those tears of yours is like a crystal beam from the star
It forms a dust to silver
You are indeed beautiful
Bir or small
Your lovely writings makes
Everyone astonish same goes by the river
The ocean from within
The tidal waves that touches your skin
You are loved and respected by everyone
The ink of your pen
Is unique and different to everyone
Cause to your heart and soul
You are a lovely poet
Created by God
Don't be ashame 
You are talented
You are terrific
You are beautiful
And you are beauty by the art of the heaven.

This is our nation                our possion of love,where we used love an respect each ather ,where we used to fight an follow our culture, but why it has to end so quickly....                                                                            This is our nation               where our passion of love should take place,  where people from outside should aware of who we are,and who we are..are bothrs an sisters who should stand 2gethr an fight of their nation.....                                                             This is our nation            where bad things used to happen ,where our love of passion were taken away 4rm us,where our nation used to live in fear an hoppin tht one day.... jst one day they will find peace .but the day has come....the day of joy and no tears                                                                this is our nation             why era we ashame of who we are?,why era we holiding back the memories? Why are we latting our nation be taken away 4rm us?...

I have seen those that walk around
with hard apologies of the town
beaten the good ones down
while they look like clowns.

They never mean a thing
they just go around calling people names
making them feel ashame
while they push the game of blame.

They always have words of lies
making excuse for the why's
for abusing their wives...
pushing deeper the knives
deeper into their hearts.

As they go around saying words
to tickle the ears
to all those who want to hear
I love you
I need you
then they hurt you.

I told myself to never give them heart
they will only use
and abuse
I've seen it more than once
and that is no doubt
so I left town.

-Judy Emery © 2004 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery

I say I love you.
And you say it too.
I say I adore you.
And you say it too.

Am I acting a part of life.
Just to try to please you.

I'm there.
When you deeply in need.
I'm not ashame.
That you truly needs me too.

Many relationships stays together in pretense.
Some to us simple minded folks.
Makes no common sense.

Am I acting out roles that I saw before me.
Where for the sakes of others?
We simply refuses to leave.

To love someone deeply.
Takes only a caring heart of one.
Altho' two makes it more fun.

Still I feel I acting a part.
To please a certain someone.
A someone, I claim to honestly love.

unexpected love was came
my heart's breaks a little
unexpected love was came
i drowned

he said he loves me,
i said it too
he said i'm not beauty,
i started to believe him
he said trusting each other is the key,
i quiet
        how to trust when he doesn't give
        me a trust?
he said his heart is mine,
i sigh
         how could he said that when i
         saw he enjoyed with other girls?
he said he never feels ilfeel with me,
i cry,
a lot

how fool i am never trusts him
i estranged with my self
ashame

How's it going one says to me,
Good I can't complain how about you I reply,
Good they say politely towards me,
So where have you been lately,
Working two jobs and getting little sleep,
Man you're crazy what's the reason,
I want things quickly but don't worry I'm still cheap,
Haha that's a good one why during this season,
To much time has been wasted doing nothing,
Aren't you making enough yet,
I'm still not full time so i'm trying something,
You've been working there for long and not yet,
You're telling me it's ashame,
No but why do you stay,
At the current moment I make 11.80 can you blame,
No I'd stay,
Now with other job I can pull almost 800 on a good week,
**** how many hours do you work,
Sometimes 70 in a week,
When do you usually work,
On average I usually work from 2pm til 730am,
Wow how do you do it and when do you sleep,
Days I have one job I'm fine with them,
Usually 4 hours is all I get to sleep,
Man don't **** yourself,
I won't this will pay off,
Well keep your health,
I will when I'm off.

Standing at the cross road I sang his name
The one people always mentioned when they found out something shocking
God was never here
This place is a barren grave for the forsaken
No flowers were ever placed here
No plant ever grew here
God was never here, but this barren land still has some beauty
God was never here
And it was never ashame

I have this crush
Who is refreshing as cascading waters falling off a steep cliff giving me an invigorating rush.
Making me blush, Just from every gentle touch.

I got him thinking his brain must have a leak because I hear and understand the words he doesn't speak.
He holds me closely to him like Im his favorite guitar
As he plays powerfully singing heavenly giving off frequencies and vibrations of how strong our love is as it travels distances near and far.
My heart is is hiding a secret its complled to tell.
As if he has it under a spell
He is the sweetest taboo
Possessing stronger power and better magic than the African's voodoo
Its a divine kinda of love from Man who is Hebrew
Its Authentic, Pure and True.
Like A yo yo I unwind as I plunge endlessly into the endeavours of his wonderous mind.
This place in his mind was beautifully unconfined.
I almost went blind after being exposed to that radient light inside that shined.
It sparkled like galactic milky way.
He had me intoxicated as if I was sipping on Chardonnay.
He really had me feeling some type of way.
My soul was lit by a flame that I myself couldnt tame everytime his voice would uttered my name.
Its ashame how it drove me insane.
He waters me as the Earths summer time rain.
The temperature swealters like the Summer's blaze with every single, "I Love You" Pharse that potrays his passionate praise.
The affectionate chocolate kisses puts my mind at ease like the light wind blowing on my skin during the summers breeze
He makes my thoughts freeze like the chill of winter that nature's nose sneeze.
His fragrance smells like Hawaiian Febreeze
Like calgon he take me away like a plane flying overseas.
I escape off to my fantasy land
Where I am holding on to his hand
As I listen to the rhythm of his heart's beat and with him I slowly dance.
We become stuck in a trance of romance
Star gazing at one another looking starry eyed
Feeling the pits of our stomachs full of butterflies
Eating each others vibes like my mama's homemade sweet potatoe pie
The atmosphere shifts quickly like the autumn wind blowing ever so swift
The ambiance is amplied as our intense feelings electrifies as if we were the fireworks on the 4th of July
The sparks fly
Lifting our spirits as they acsend Toward the blanket of soft white cotton filled clouds in the sky.
The rapid beating pulse in our sweaty palms tells me that the engery doesnt lie.

The Fire has been kindled.
We have by passed the physical
Entered into the mental
To explore the Church's scared temple
Submerging One another in the pool of love as if its a ceremony for our own secret baptismal
Letting love take contol
Getting lost in each others soul as we close our eyes willingly letting go.

When times like raining of problems,
And it poured all over you.
Don't lose hope,
Just believe and move.

Look for a sun in the middle of a storm.
Oasis in a dry desert.
And an island,
To realize there's a place to stay.

You are not alone,
Look beside you.
There's hope and pain.
Just give em a fight and you'll win.

Don't believe in defeat.
Aim for a three peat.
Let your heart scream.
So don't be ashame.

Take your time against the train.
Go out and feel the rain.
Feel every drop,
Till you find yourself smiling.

Tonight there is no sunshine.
Tomorrow the stars won't shine.
I hope someday you'll understand why.
Midnight is a paradise in time.

You are not alone,
In ocean there's dolphin to cheer you up.
Birds are singing way up in the sky.
And a friend that will listen to your story no matter what.

Most happy things start with
Roses are red
Violet are blue
But I dont feel it
The pain, the heart break,  the silent crying,
Not everyones perfect,
I wanna live a peaceful life
But the misery,  the horror,  the late night sleeping
Why me? Why am I here? Why are you punishing me?
The dead are pulling me towards them, why cant you stop my pain
All the things I have prayed for, cried my heart out for your calls
But yet I lay here waiting.
The life I live, it far from what I imagined
The lies I make, the scars that dont fade away,  are only the untold stories.
Yet why do I live if only people seek
Why must I have the heart and soul to live happy
As I think, my heart starts to sink
Deeper and deeper I wish there was no memory,
Why me?
All alone, trapped inside a tiny bubble
Soon my heart will stop, the pain will be lost.
The scales you leave is another misery
Ashame at what people see
As I sit here waiting, the dead calls for mercy
All the thoughts mix my emotions
Crying but inside im slowly dying
Happy but with fear
Fear but regrets
Regrets but feeling fine
Why dont you give me a sign
I wish I was deaf and blind
So I dont hear all the horrible rumors,
So I cant see the ones who speak so poorly.
Come into my footsteps and you'll know what its like
Fear, ashame,  the one crying
Why bully when you cant handle it yourself?
Lost, alone, no where to go
Come with me to the dark side
Why? Why this?
After you put me here
No one to talk
Im trapped in a fulling box of water
Hard to breathe
Why did you leave me
Couldnt you have been kinder
Your blood runs in my veins
The tears I cry are only another mistake
Why didnt you teach me better
I would never cut myself,
But you know I think it.
If I could change,
I would be blind, my heart would sink
But I wouldnt mind
If I could not hear,
it would be another place where I would feel happy.
My bones are weak
My body is frozen
Plz help
You are the one chosen.
You see my face,
It looks like yours,
Im the one you forgot
They say you'll find me,
But I feel lost.
Am I walking this lonely world alone?
Lost in a forest,
No where to go, no end, where did I start?
How far from death?
My face looks happy,
But my mind is telling me another story.
Scrabbled with words,
I try to speak.
Come save me, I whisper
So Scared
Is there ever a happily ever after.
I hear my silent words making the most pain,
The freedom I want, is what I cant get
I try to hard
You will fall away
My words speak so loud

I'm not ashame
To say "I am weak".
If I considered myself strong
That's only to make people think
I fought my battles
single handedly.
That would absolutely be a lie.
Because honestly "I am weak",
And I fall and cry.

I find comfort and peace
in knowing that
There is someone
fighting my battles beside me.
My weakness is not my enemy,
But it makes me realise
That I am in need
of a Saviour,
And His strength
is made perfect in my
Weakness.

It been years.
Since you went away.
I still think of you.
Each and every day.
The years don't hide the pain.
They just cover them up.

That's how love is.
When it is someone you love.

You showed me many things.
And taught me many things too.
In  many ways.
I guess I'll forever think of you.

Yes, I have shed many tears.
And its been years since you died.
I'm not ashame to admit that I've cried.

That just the way it is.
When it is someone you love.

Your importance in my life.
Will always have a place.
Just constantly thinking of you.
Brings a smile to my face.

Even, looking at a picture.
Does the same thing too.
That just the way it is.
When it is someone you love.

One gave me birth.
But I raised by you two.
I guess I stayed out of trouble.
Just by listenin' to you.

That just the way it is.
When it is someone you love.

You're forever in my heart.
And that's the way it should be,
Because you gave me love so unselfishly.

WILL YOU CAPTURE MY HEART, SO I CAN BE LIKE YOU?  SHOW ME HOW TO LOVE EVERYONE, WHETHER THEY'RE MORE OR FEW.
WILL YOU CAPTURE MY HEART, SO I CAN ALWAYS LIVE RIGHT?  NOT JUST FOR TODAY, BUT MORNING, NOON AND NIGHT.
WILL YOU CAPTURE MY HEART, SO I CAN HAVE A CLEAN MIND?  I WANT TO BE ABLE TO THINK, AS WELL AS SHINE.
WILL YOU CAPTURE MY HEART, SO I WANT EVER MAKE YOU ASHAME?  ALLOW ME TO LIVE HOLY, IN JESUS PRECIOUS NAME.
BY, AUTHOR & POET,  SANDRA JUANITA NAILING

Scare scroll, mentor, dream - maybe you don't know
Look round and notice
Better if you check all sides too, the distance between your nose and mouth.
Doesn't what you say ashame you, or your greatest comfort is in wrong deeds.
You see where I am, isn't a beginning nor an end its a continuation of the chain of fortune
I have no problem carrying you along if you can only watch on what plan in vain.
The wisdom of knowing but ignoring, the words you sound and lost track and meaning.
The traps you made and cleared your own sweat, fall and run not you'll hold the flag of a witness, when glory shines of the faces of me with vision, the rise of walking dawn

Keeping this inside
Bottled up
I'm so ashame
A secret to contain
It can only make me feel this way
Becoming weary from my thoughts
Jumping around looking at the clocks
As I watch with tired eyes
Sinking deeper in my thoughts
Here I lay
In such a haze
Letting time pass me by
Until I wake
From this mindless state

Entering into a new phase
To love bold free and unafraid,
Alluring is your love  like falling stars gravitating steadily on a collision course  with a distant Planet, how would our love fare there
would we dare to explore the uncharted territory and bust free out of this confined zone Where we  both find our hearts in,
and breach some of life's greatest milestones together as our love thrives of pure Energy a genuine Bond that feels tight and to fall in love with you seems right satisfied unharmed by the slight of insecurities

Glaring deeply beyond the Surface of your flesh proven to be enticing to my desires,
I find you dazzling as shootings stars across the horizona of the universe, soul baring I'll glorify you as my moon the light bulb to my gloom,
all I ask of you is when the moment is right
to let what feels assured to bloom don't
let this be lost drifting into space,

Let's confide into an entrusting relationship where fears to commit to eachother won't be covered in ash, crust of old wounds destruction from our past a heart smashed into debris,
it's ashame how wasted time turns a pure soul
of love into dust when emotions flee,
stay enjoy yourself let this real love, all this passion be

© Copyright 2019 by ED RJ.