Poetry Post 325

Striving Relationship
For all that you are and all I can be
You're the best thing to ever happen to me
For all that I can strive fore
I could deserve nothing more
Than the intimacy of your emotion
And the intimacy of your devotion
But the intimacy of your touch
Would be asking too much
For a woman made pure
To a man so unsure

Love's Responsibilty
Think about the lonely think about the needy
And sometimes maybe give a thought about me
I may not be desperate or despondent
But everyone needs a correspondent
Friendship is a must not merely a wish
So asking for someone is not quite being so selfish
Just because we are not of immediate relation
Does not mean our love has no obligation
I know about love and accept the responsibility
True love can never dissever the reprocity
But if the love isn't true
Let me know how to move on from you

Thinking Of You
Late at night with nothing to do
Just sitting here thinking of you
Thinking of what could have been done what should have been done
Analyzing my chances of you being the one
But there's not that much to go on
When people seem to be here just waiting to be gone
Could see you this morning maybe tomorrow
Maybe for the last time ever I can never know
If not for the promise of your call
I'd have no confidence of seeing you at all
What can be done what can I do
to make sure I have more than just memories of you

Part 21 Poetry

To Brittany Gray IV

Brittany maybe if you stayed for awhile
I might smile
A little more often
Maybe from the sheer bliss
Of your tender kiss
My pain might soften
All that is for sure
Everytime I see you love me more
I find myself happier.

To Brittany Gray V

I love you too much to let you go away
I love you too much to make you stay
I can't let go of the one who let me want to see another day
I can't let the reason of my life fade away
And I can't treat my savior like a slave
Being the one that saved me from my grave
It isn't my right to take after all you gave
It was by your means I was saved

Problems
You can only stop a tree from growing by tearing it's roots
Not by cursing it's blooming fruits
You can chop a tree down everyday
It will still grow back anyway
The roots are still nurtured by the dirt
Chopping off the branches will not kill only hurt
It is the rain of oppression and dirt of monotony
That brings the evil into the tree
To stop anything else is just hurting me

Volume Seventeen Poetry

The Pure And Simple Truth
I read the Bible and I find the truth
I know there is a God and I have the proof
Only Truth is eternal
Without it the soul is mortal
I see God treasures all that he gives to birth
He treasures the home he gave- the Earth
I fear no burning flames of hell
What the future holds only prophesy can tell
The only holy wars have no sword
My only general is the Lord
Jesus Christ is his personal name
His father Jehovah is in union with but not the same
It is not Him but Satan it is to blame
For all the sins that bring us to shame
It is Satan who owns the world but not the Earth
The greed and hate of politics he gives to birth
Love is giving, Greed is ungraciously getting
Never acknowledging others, his brothers he is forgetting
All things tangible are simply mortal
Don't trust them they're not eternal
Unless they synchronize with the Holy and Good
It will fall from where once it stood
Unless one can live the truth simple and pure
It will be impossible Armageddon to endure

Love Is All You Need
The deaf will hear and the blind will see
The dead shall rise to make a new society
To mark love can cause anything to be
For God is love and makes anything a possibility
Hate and pride only bring animosity
Quick fixes and easy outs are only temporary
Nothing everlasting came from greed
But the world will see love is all you need

Destruction Of Peace
Death does not achieve freedom
War does not maintain a kingdom
Destruction will always come
Where destruction is brought from

Poetry Vol. 15

To Brittany Gray II
Brittany you are my truest and dearest friend
But I seek more at the risk that this may end
My love for you is secure
Willing any hardship to endure
My love is ready and well equipped
Because my love is built on friendship
It will not be torn apart
Because your love is safe in my heart

To Brittany Gray III

Brittany I hold you sacred, But I never knew what was proper worship
When I'm with you, I feel mountain high But my feet are always about to slip
I feel the presence of Aphrodite and Athena when I'm with you
I started feeling emotions I never truly knew
I'd follow you to the pits of Hades if you just said the word
Without a complaint to be heard
I'd let you led your own path just as long you don't lose me
When you're emotionally caged I'll set you free
I'll put on a brave face
I'll continue the race
I'll get up when I fall
All on your faint call.

April To November
I hate November to April
Without the sun to get me up nothing will
I'll dream of better times I remember
From the days of April to November
To when the leafs come and fall
As I walk in awe of the beauty of it all
Slowly as the weather gets warm
It goes from blizzard to rainstorm
When the storms clear
You'll find spring is here
With birds singing and flowers growing
Love is in the air and it's showing
In the summer you can't help but rest
As even the birds lay on their nest
Fragrant flowers bloom
The sun's heat melts the gloom
Everything is at ease
Nothing moves but the breeze
But no better time will come
Than the early days of autumn
Leafs of orange, red and gold
The weather's cool but never cold
As the leafs start to fall
I can hear my bike say last call

Poetry Volume 11

I Remember Her
I remember her warmth and affection
I remember her beautiful complexion
I even remember her record collection
I remember her her sassy innocent grin
I remember the conversations we'd get lost in
I remember how her touch without showed the loved within
I remember the love we shared
I remember the secrets we bared
I remember how tenderly she cared
I remember her opinions and her feelings
I remember her family dealings
I remember all the little things
I remember her quirky habits and ways
I remember how we loved wasting the days
I remember when it was more to her than just a childish phase

Non-Conformist Motto

They say a pretty face may get you far
But if you're not who you really are
You never truly made it there
Because you lost your true self along the way somewhere

Summer Nights

On a warm summer night with the one I love
With nothing but the stars above
In the warm midnight air
With the only one I care
All that I need is here with me
As the peace sets us free
All that is calm comes our way
Together forever everyday

Poetry No 9 No 9 No 9 No 9

Mrs. Self-Righteous

You'll never know the battles I've fought
You judge others based on when they were caught
Aren't you ever aware
That your eyes aren't everywhere
You aren't the standard by which we measure
You have no right to bring on the pressure
Do you see the rafter in your eye
Others like you would at least have the guilt to cry

Social Play

Shut up and play your part
We don't want to unlock your heart
It doesn't matter if friendly bonds set us free
Casual indifference makes friends in society

To Brittany Gray
You are my shining hope my star
That I can only love from afar
A distant love unable to attain
Still I look for your favor to gain
I look to you to make my lonely nights bright
To no other star could I ever take delight
I look straight to you piercing through the hazy sky
Past the uncertainty that lay before my eye
Knowing I'd never have a chance
I must love you from a distance
But even as the clouds fog my view
Your heavenly beauty keeps shining through

7th Collection of Poetry

To The Renaissance Gypsy Dancers

You presence is a shrine, your body's a temple
I worship and honor even your slightest dimple
If only getting you was half as simple
To give you every pleasure
Is the greatest treasure
I want to know you measure for measure
I want to know you thought for thought
I'd buy you everything if only it could be bought
But at least my heart I brought
I know it's cliche
But I said what I needed to say
Even though it doesn't matter anyway

Trapped Childhood

Sitting upon my window sill
Laying all weak and frozen still
Looking down upon the world below
Finding solitude where I go
A dungeon room is where I dwell
A secret person in his shell
Life below goes on happy
Though I am a mystery
Breaking from this lonely shell
Going where the people dwell
But finding sin in all creation
I must go back to isolation

Lonesome Wolf

Wondering the woods without the pack
A friend and mate is what he does lack
Nothing to do been that way since high noon
Sitting alone in the lonely light of the moon
Lonesome wolf howls to the moon its loneliness
His self-worth is growing less and less
Wondering forever across the northern wilderness
The loneliness leaves him with anger and stress

Fourth Set of Poems

Grand Senses

Soothing sound of the morning waking bird
Was once the grandest voice I ever heard
But then I heard your soft spoken word
The pure blue sky, spotless and clean
Was once the best sight I'd ever seen
But then you came into the scene
Sweet red wine was once the finest thing to sip
Till I had a taste of your strawberry lips
Soft wool and cotton was once the most pleasurable thing I felt
Until you made my heart melt
Blooming June flowers were once the greatest scent
But I assume this change was meant
Because since you came
Nothing ranks the same

A Hug Of Eternal Passion

Your embrace is a kiss upon my bleeding heart
As my head lies securely on your shoulder
And tenderly kiss your neck and all over
And do all I can for my part
My fingers gently caress your curved spine
Then stroke up upon your silk hair
I look into your eyes and my eternal love is there
My heart is yours and yours shall be mine

Never-ending Morning

Your eyes shine like the dawn of the day
The moment paused in your soul ne'er to fade away
Your voice calms me like the morning dove
Wakening me to your abundant love
I never shall find a better place to stay
Like the horizon
You shine on
To show the beauty on your face
You take me to another place
Where all pain is gone