"slove" poems
The Mystery is....still a mystery...
So i slove what i can...the problems of man...
The Mystery is.... still a mystery...
So i love who I can...According to plan...
The mystery is still a mystery...
So what will i find...Inside my mind...
the answers to some...the questions of all...
Where do you run... Who do you call...
The blessings of life no mystery there...
Just Call out his name for he is everywhere...
The Mystery is whats taking so long...
Let him into your heart thats where he belongs...
#Yahweh!!
Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 9:33 AM UTC
Misunderstandings can be caused
By the slightes thing
Things that have been done
Without thinking
Over the consequenses
Actions can be done in anger
Words can be said in sadness
And in the end
They can both cause problems
But...
Some times actions can
slove what words have caused
And some times words can heal
the wounds created by actions
But sometimes
only time
Can heal everything that have happened
And some wounds
Won't heal at all...
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 2:07 PM UTC
Loving him was like finding a new book
Not knowing what it's about or even if your going to like it
But you open that first page and fall in love with the words
Needing to read more and more
Picturing what your reading
But then you come to those last pages
Ending of the book the book you fell hopelessly in love with
Finishing the book you don't know what to do after all the hope and all the feelings you had for those characters are gone.
Are just a memory in your mind
That you have to play over and over again
To fell like it was real again
Leaves you empty and broken
until you find that next book.
Leaving a new mystery for you to slove.
Sep 9, 2013
Sep 9, 2013 at 11:26 AM UTC
**** its been years since this thoughts had popped in my head
some of them were good , some were bad, some caused my life to be dead
i cry from tears of joy, sadness, and anger
sometimes i can really put my life at at a risk, at danger
so many dates, and still its a gashly fade
wouldn't be myself if it wasn't for the memories i made
i saw my mom cry for the endless addings of the problems
i saw her giving me her hand when i said i don't know how ill slove them
i saw my nephew being born again and again until i see the signs
im stuck in addiction, and i cant figure out why?
i saw the cop chasing me down to a dead end stop, until i got to the ground
i saw myself lookin at my stupidity luaghting at everything around
i dont see a childhood, and i cant see my future
but i can say what i am know , i need the help, a injection with a cure
i dont sleep and don't eat and only cried about a few times
i still see myself on the corner street asking for nickels and dimes
im sorry mom i love you, i committed the hugest mistake
but this situation isnt just a piece of cake
i see my self walk and talk about gibberish crap
i dont like this stupid cheessy unsexual rap
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 1:40 AM UTC
I'm in great depression in life that's my main obsession it holds me like I am their own possession wants me to say I am fine instead of my real emotions keeps my feelings with succession comes out of nowhere &attacks; me with such aggression only leads me with one direction sadness madness numbness no other kind of expression I tired to say my confession of how it goes through progression at times it gives me an impression that I Will be better soon instead I am left with domination I can't even Slove my own equation telling my mind to have some type session speaks to me all about my imperfections it gets scary in there with all the tension saying I am some sort of infection that needs to be a suspension externally telling me suggestions for all it wants to mention is to end it all &leave; everyone out with no sort connection so it leaves me hanging with no protection to vanish myself in front of half broken mirror & see my own reflection of how I'm not such a great exception and I'm not at perfection. Until this day I'm still left termination.
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 9:21 PM UTC
She said 1 plus 1 was 4 ,
But i thought it was us.
See that 4 **** brought up the fus
Cant add 2 more to our mix
that aint the way to fix
Our problems.
Sad thats how we had to slove them.
Swinging in my door came ******
thats what she said
honestly I thought that would leave me dead
It took time to see her tricks,
Starten fights to call me a son of *****
The delima,
What more could I do but to deliever.
Time be lost since then
start out fresh took time to begin,
I been on track
she been on her back,
no more drama
**** now she feelin the karma
Dec 29, 2011
Dec 29, 2011 at 12:46 PM UTC