Such delight as a txt arrives
Tinkling phne and bzzing
Unable 2 wait 2 press the buttons
Simply lovely 2 hear from u

Miss u whilst u are @ wrk
……Hoping 4 a txt soon :-)
No 1 knows how much it means
Tht lttle mssge of love

A link 2 r hearts
Nice 2 knw ur thinking of me
As we go thru the day
Thse few words, so spcial & tndr
Thank u babe, love u 2, 4 ever :-)

Misunderstood.
Little girl that
Could
Not
Articulate her pain

Stained on her heart,
mediocrity and other's
hypocrisy

Stop and see
for a moment that her
naivete was stolen

Bolden your mind
time for a story,
you wore her down

She shut herself off
all because you scoff
at her pain

Rain is a reprieve from the
judgment you cast
At last,

when the moment is too late,
maybe you'll see
that you created her hate

she is not without cause,
pause and reflect
before you object

Misunderstood, little girl
who's only dream was to shine,
by and by she slowly dies

watch her decay at your
misguided guide
by and by she slowly dies

Misunderstood, little girl
who believed in love
now is wrung of any

positive light,
she's blight with sadness,
and insatiable madness.

Crass she may be,
she always wanted to see
if she could shine as bright
as she dreamed she could be

Misunderstood, little girl
by and by she slowly dies
without cause, without care
you scoff at her pain.

Rain is a reprieve from the judgment you cast.
By and by she slowly dies.
Misunderstood.
Lttle girl.

Truths twisted for the conveniece of others
all assumed trusts abondoned
much invested, non respected much love given but nothing back
when will they see how horrible they are
when will they see what they have done
they know not of any other who has ever done what they have
making up stories in their heads
and saying it so much to themselves and others that they believe its true
phone calls of deception, testimonies of lies
framed, defamed and misnamed
one little voice believes
even in the face of all so knowledgeable
one lttle voice knows the truth
thank you little voice

Home is where your heart is, a friend told me some time ago
On a little piece of paper that I took with me then;
Most people think of home as something stable, as something they would know;
Each time I part, I'm thinking of this lttle note, and it is when

                               I really miss you
                                           that I imagine my heart to be in many places
one of those pieces being by your side.

this is a simple thing
thus these lines know no rhyme -
no time is used to jot them down
no time is needed here
to rhyme.

It is only of coming home.

Yes I Am Mad At You
But Mad In The Same Way That I Am Mad At Myself For Stubbing My Toe
It's Something Small And It Passes Quickly
Just A Stupid Table Leg
Time Passes And All About The Incident Is Forgotten
Simply Human Nature Wasting Time
I Could Never Find The Heart To Be Mad At You
For Anything, For That Long
It's Already Starting To Dim
While The Happiness Spreads
Through Out My Very Being
"He's Coming Back!" My Mind Screams
What A Headache That's Causing Now!
At Least The Cause Is One To Celebrate
And Not One To Mourn
I've Taken Time To Think, Myself
I Know That Everything For Me Is Fine
Just A Lttle Confused Here And There
From The Sounds Of It, You Might Be Too
But I'll Be Your Friend, Forever To Hold
Forever To Guide
Forever To Be By Your Side
Forever To Be Here When You Need Me
Forever To Make You Smile When You See Me
Forever To Be A Crutch To Lean On
Forever, Whenever, You're In Need, Remember, Me
And I Promise That I'll Remember
How You're Always There For Me
And I'm Letting You Know That--
Just Making Sure That YOU Remember--

"Just Like The Rain
falls unto the earth
And Angles Roost There Weary Wings on the clouds
May you fall
time comes you need rest
fall unto me
roost those solemn wings of emotion on my shoulder"
Remember

watch the activities of this lttle furry thing
in the space between its grace
that invite me to think
of all the spaces in a car for a ride
why the driver's neck?
Ride after ride,
Deep thoughts,
Thorough observations
came to a conclusion which is obviously true
first the neck, then the shoulder
a platform for Harry's window to the outside
world!!

Were different people
maybe like a song
Its been a dream with you
A coin toss is thrown
like my heart
I cant help it but im curious
I hope you remember me too
Are we friends or more?
Can we climb from this hole?
But when were together
Its like theres a barely
lttle song being played back
For years ive been wishing
to bring us close every time
Were starting all over again

the world's people is like a box of choclates
if you take the right choclate it will be sweet and yummy
if you take the wrong one it leaves a bad taste in your mouth
just like people
some are really good to you
and some treat you like **** and you dont see it becaue it is your friend she would never do that to me but others sure see it
and some walk all over you and you just dont have the courage to get rid of them
and some of them are 2 faced lttle ******* who you honnestly cant stand but you ******* tollerate it for so long and sit back and think why did i let it get that far

My postal poems
A lttle bit strange

Larry Bird
Danny Ainge

Celtic Cross
What remains?

Silences
Holy names

        Secrets.
        Flames.

i have a little chicken i call her emily
everywhere i go she will follow me
like a lttle dog with fur instead of feather
she will follow me no matter what the weather

in the rain and snow she really just dont care
everywhere i go she is always there
people stop and stare they all look at me
they all so hello   to little emily

everybodies friend they all love to see
best friend in the world there could ever be
children they all love her.  fills there hearts with glee
they all wave and shout we love you emily

WHOSE MISTAKE?
My eyes have asked a lttle boy
who wept silently by a wall
why he is hiding secret tears
that let those he loves see his grief?

They kindly ask about the cause
and give him some consoling words.
He'll feel all right, and it will pass
with smiles that give the sweet repose.

His eyes rejoin, it's his mistake.
His marks at school are bad and those
he loves expect the best from him.
His hardest work give no rejoice.

He works so hard, not to be proud,
but please those dear who are around.
He loves them  much and want them glad
when they perceive their son is grand.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
__________

i saw two lttle love birds sitting in a tree
sitting on a branch as peaceful as can be
then they started kissing underneath the sun
i think the love between then really had begun

singing to each other there lovely love bird song
like they were meant to be together they belong
when there song was over they flew into the sky
flying side by side it almost made cry

i wont forget there love song that they sang that day
that almost made me cry as they flew away