"oflife" poems
Cursive consiergePeace & Love Reign from above, wehave inspired a revolutionhaven’t we. They are just waitingfor the words and me to saywhen. Well pen it looks like we have done it again.Inspired the masses that theycan fill their glasses. Justdon’t give in become one ofthe masses. The life has alwaysbeen here we just too eassilyfear the truth of righteousness.Our eyes are now opened repentfrom sin fall to your knees.As you sneeze and all his children in fear oflife after death repeat after me and say GOD BLESS.. You
Feb 24, 2010
Feb 24, 2010 at 9:57 AM UTC
The rain welcomed me, as it was
I am to be thisgray day.
Unendingly unraveling, seemingly,
They are as the concrete, grey.
My roots, always reaching
The rich brown earth beneath,
Stregthen my stride,
As walking through them am I.
To where or what, I do not know,
For, discovery oflife is stalking.
Yet, I'll be in the moment so,
If and when, I can, I will fly.
In each day I pray to be that I,
What, where, how, when and why.
So, though the Sun's light is masked,
This night, that is their day, won't last.
As, it's direction, clear and bright, does
Glean through the clouded cover of their night.
Still, this walk that's walking me,
Is what reality is to be.
And while these flaming embers glow,
I'll walk this road with reality, so.
Yet, to you I do entreat,
If and when you two meet,
Will you allow for the you to be,
And not recede from reality?
So, that to this day all that have gone,
Leaving you this to carry on,
Will have their potential realized as well,
Let Evolution be the bell.
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 3:06 PM UTC
theressomuchinthisworldforusallsowhen i hearpeoplesaythatthey want to die irelatebut i dontand cant understandwhytheywantto do this anymore i usedto never behappyanditwashellandivebeentherebutnowimhappyimhappywithmylifeimhappywithmyselfimfinallybecomingthepersonivealwayswantedtobeicanfinallyseethebeautyoftheworldandthebeautyinsidemyselfandi will alwaysseeitafterallthoseyearsofsayingthatiwouldnever be enough ifinallyamenoughand i dont care whatpeoplethink about anything idoaslongasitmakesmehappybecauseiamstrongandiamenoughand i am tired of being someonelsesdoormatbecauseimstill alive andimlivingformenowand i
amnevergoingtosaythati cant dosomethingbecauseicanandimgoingto get themost out oflife
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 6:10 PM UTC