Self-pain

Why much of our pain is slef-choosen
You know why? 
Because we relive them over and over by thinking about the past, letting our memories torment us again and again. Choose to acknowledge the facts, things that happened, take responsibility for them but cast away the emotion that is associated to the memory, be forward thinking, and allow yourself to be positive, because you deserve to cut yourself a break.

Stunning ..

Your eyes so stunning for those I would die
Just a simple look back would send me heaven bound. Words need not be said nor the utterance of any sound
No matter what I say nor what I could ever do.. Could ever come true to one day hear true.. I love you
You are as the wind can only be felt 
Monetary gains can never prove your wealth
Your life is rich even if you don’t see it
Your beautiful smile and your clever wit 
Your figure I still desire
Your hips I still admire
Beautiful eyes full of pride
Beautiful eyes my arms will be always open wide
Beautiful eyes I still care
Beautiful eyes forever I will still be there 

I'm So very old man

Old is old at any age. Old is when you quit asking questions about this, that, and everything. Old is when you forget how to love-or worse, don't care. Old is when you don't want to dance anymore. Old is when you don't want to learn anything new except how to be old. Old is when people tell you that you are old-and you believe them.

i'm sorry

I'm sorry if i make you cry,
if you lose that twinkle in your eye.
I'm sorry if i hurt your heart,
but fixing things is a place to start.
I'm sorry for not trusting you,
it's a big part of love that I'll try and do.
I'm sorry for letting people get to me,
and their lies blinding the truth i needed to see.
I'm sorry for opening that door,
i just never felt so hurt before.
I'm sorry for holding it all inside,
and just letting the hours crawl by.
I'm sorry for keeping you,
but i needed to tell you just how sorry i truly am.

The world is falling

I watch as the world falls away
I cant change it, no matter what I say
I feel as sanity slips through my fingers
No matter what I do the damage still lingers
It's the same thing over and over again
It's like a battle,1 against a million men
Theres no winning, theres no hope at all
All you can do is sit and watch the world fall
Destruction and corrosion, destroy the world
Take it all in. Breath held, Toes curled
Waiting for the world to turn to nothing
Hoping...'If only I could have done something'
Watch with sorrow filled eyes. Mother nature
Watch as they die, all of the wonderful creatures
They'll all fall...polluted water and birds with no trees.
children killed so young as mothers fall to their knees
Praying, 'Please God help us! Please show us grace! '
We don't deserve it. All this time we've spat in His face
everything we've destroyed...time cant heal this cut
trying to convince ourselves, we'll get out of this rut
The world is falling and nobody cares
The world is crying and nobody hears
Its too late now the damage is done
The battle is over and destruction has won 

Happy women's day.... Beautiful Woman

There are very few women in the world who have been truly beautiful. truly they're.. Very few.
When you look for that beautiful woman you must look deeper then her physical beauty. You must look past her many physical attributes, past the shape of her body the curve of her hip and the way that she responds to pleasure. Past even her attentiveness to your needs, her response to your advances.
You must look deeper inside.
When you look at her mind, you must see the beauty of her intellect, the power of her mental essence, the love that she radiates, and that special person that she is.
But, even that is not deep enough.
You must look to her personality, that which has been forged through the fires of life, the rigors of hardships, and the pain of physical challenges. That personality which reflects in her eyes, and will glow with its shining life. It will be like a star, that in the evening filament twinkles and the humor of her personality will flicker into your awareness with joyous abandon.
But, even that is not deep enough.
You must pass even her personality to reach into her heart. Her heart must beat with a passion, she must pulse with love. Her blood must flow carrying to her fingertips the messages of her love. Written in tender touches for you alone.
Even that is not deep enough to discover the truly beautiful person. 
To be truly beautiful, to really surpass all others,
you must glance into her soul. Surrounded by her aura, cradled in her essence, this is the place of true beauty. Its reflection sharper then the calmest waters of a fountain.
A soul of true spirituality. Its here that beauty is truly found. Forever tranquil, in the endless memories that each time you meet her impress themselves into your heart..
Happy women's day.

Nowdays Women

We aren’t maids
We aren’t entertainment
We aren’t slaves
And we aren’t to be played with
We don’t want to clean your house
Or cook your every meal
Yes we are right to run our mouths
And being independent as well
We don’t want to massage your feet
And take your coat after work
Or let alone get beat
From getting on your nerves
We don’t want to do your laundry
We don’t want to clean your shoes
Make your self a sandwich Buddy
Instead of trying to force us to
We can be anything we wanted
We say anything we like
We have all our enemies confronted
Without you by our sides
We aren’t stupid
And we aren’t Hoe’s
We don’t like how we’re presented
Through your video’s
The women of today
Are taking on another form
Making it our way
Unlike the way some men wanted done

What is in the stock?

Black sky
Blue stars
My mind calculates
The beauty afar
Who knows
Who cares
What is in the stock?
Stock of the future, that awaits us all
I wonder and wonder
What is my worth?
In this gleaming glittering beautiful world
Its defiantly less then a few pence because...
My beloved one does not response
The stars are of worth
The blackness hides something at mass
The moon is giving light
But where I stand
I can not define.... 
 

About love..

A golden lake and a golden sun
its a city where love is none
i wonder about a city of gold
to make the dreams and myths, a story foretold
the flowers are shiny and the water shimmers
the butterfly are golden and they flutter
the shine is cold and so intense
its give me chills and the things are stiff
at first it was a lovely place but now
i came to realize its a lonely place
here emotions are flowers and feelings are wind
here tears are pearl and words are shut
people are alive but living dead
hearts are beating but the beating is dead
their hands are warm
their faces shows smile
but life is missing
so is the love.....

longing

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Someone..

you keep a busy day .. a long list of things to do, some travels to make, some friends to entertain, barely there is no time for self, caring for people that you barely know, just to forget,
you ignore the feeling you have for this someone to discard him like a letter you do not want to read anymore, but you cannot really, this someone that you love,
you cannot just ignore, wherever you go, whatever you do, he shines in your heart like the sun
where you hide in darkness so nobody sees you bleeding.. someone that you love is still the moon and the more you hide.. someone that you love becomes so many like the stars in the skies
do not ignore someone that you love... show your face show your love.. surrender and suffer let this someone that you love.. now take control, feel someone's hand, you shall be the water to drink, the air to breath, the soul to someone's body

Note to any ... Publisher.

I am sending you a sample of my poetry with rhyme. Each one contains a message associated with the word time. Hopefully little effort to interpret and very few with the word of fear.. For the God of creation embraces its children and that is very clear.
Not religious for that has had its ritual, ceremony and time.. Doing the things of man and the God of yours; theirs; and mine.
I would hope that after reading these poems they could become a book.. Helping others to help others; after they take a look.
If after reading you have a suggestion or two
Appreciation would be my thought; along with a big; 'thank you'.
I enclose a self addressed return envelope for you to use
But hoping you will want to see more and these you will not refuse.

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Silence

In silence the flower buds gently bloom,
In silence they waft their sweet perfume.
In silence grows the blades of grass,
In silence I pen down my verse.
Speech is silver, silence gold,
Good deeds silently performed,
Is more eloquent than words!
In silence lovers cuddle and sleep,
True love communicates through seas deep!

To MY WIFE

Beauty is in everything you feel and see
Love comes your way unexpectedly
Waiting is seeing what He has planned to thee
Laughing is enjoyed by each other effortlessly
Living is appreciating the today
Understanding means submitting your self wholeheartedly
Challenges can be done exultantly
Listening silently is humbling down selflessly
Loving is giving your life to someone willingly
Trusting is risking on believing undoubtedly
Praying is the power to do things miraculously
Blessing is YOU MY WIFE
Whom I have experienced these and more through OUR LIFE JOURNEY…

my weaknesses

I'm scared to let go to let my heart say goodbye
to my life and the man i used to be.
I'm afraid of being alone in the way.
I'm afraid of holding on to something that might let me down and lead me to drown.
I'm scared of everything.. and the only thing I'm sure of is that
I love you and that scares me too..

Loyal

Loyal to the end tethered by a bond so thick
it wraps itself around my hands and neck
not tight enough to strangle
but still too tight for comfort
Faithful even when
i don't deserve it
Steadfast to a fault

loyal friend

It matters not if they be short or tall, The wonder of their loyalty dwells within them all. They are fountains of love as they share our concerns, As they sit and listen to our worries and woes, When telling them secrets no other soul knows.
They are gentle and strong, Made of magic and grace, They are our friends, our companions, and our guardians of life, Will never desert us at time of trouble and strife, Will protect us, no matter the risk to them, For there is a trust and a bond that few can know, And they are full of blessings to bestow.
Together we are adventurers and pioneers,
Our walks through life were as friends.The home and the desert were places of fun, For we were adventurers and pioneers, We conquered our fears and conquered our tears.Yet even, through age, we may not see them now,
I know they are still with me and are not far away.They are with me throughout the whole of the day.
The name of this friend, so loyal and so true, May even be sitting beside one of you.Who is this soul, so highly praised,
Whose name in your memories I must j..o.g, no it's simple.. oh.. it is simple, it is a ‘dog’.

Love is Love

You get angry, you get sad.
But when we argue i don't agree with that.
I hate you, you love me.
From time to time, it happen's
love is love.
But it is something you can't beat.
i love you now and you hate me.
But love is love.
It is something you can beat.


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Forgivness

Everyday, 
I watch the world turn, 
Everyday, 
i see money burned, 
When i see the Sun, 
i want to cry
because i know, 
that every second, 
a child dies.
Goverments are corrupted, 
people don't care, 
there's more to lifre than just money...
but how is this fair? 
But when i see the Moon, 
i see her for hours, 
i toss
and i turn, 
thinking about things negative 
i have already learned.
There is war
There is hate
There are criminals, 
There are enemies, 
Why can't we make Peace? 
Make new friends? 
Love and Relate? 
Why do we have one without the other? 
Everyday i seem to learn: 
Forgivness must be the only answer

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Letter ...

Do you know, a simple love letter
To people how does it matter?
You can write many words to express it
You can write only those three letters…
Some waits to receive it for years…
Tears of pleasure flow when they receive…
For some love letters bring fears…
For many it brings nothing but sorrow and grief…
Letters of love not always brings love
If love is not pure and true
Though it is very easy to present
A letter to someone penning “I love you”… 

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