Poet John
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Lost Love
Stop and listen........, is it my gentle voice you hear sending a message of longing via the traveling wind. When you sense someone watching you, and you see an image of those eyes, are they a saddened brown with flakes of green. When you think of running your fingers through my hair, is it dark with a kiss of fire. Are you still enchanted by the memory of my smile. Are you still aroused by my shy blush. Are you yet intrigued by my secretive ways. Do you laugh when you think of my wit, and silly things I use to do. Are you more than aware that if you stimulate my mind, you may capture my soul and make me forever yours. Are you ready to accept the challenge of loving me, all of me. Even the bad, that only you could find to be oh so good. Are you out there my lost love. Do you search for me as I search for you. Have ye learned the lessons that will bring you back to me, after ages past, and lifetimes lived. It is time to reunite with that ghost that haunts your dreams. And touches you deep within.
A CHILD
A Child’s Love
A child’s love for its mother that burns with inside still that is in and can’t open its eyes. It rustle’s around and kicks to know, waiting for that day it can show, the love for its mother and the love in it’s eyes, a child’s love that can never die, and as you listen as the time grows near, the feelings, the thoughts, and the fear. Will it love me! But you should know.
The love for its mother will always grow.
Now as it gets older and listens and waits for that day that it can say “I love you mommy” as a tear comes to it’s eyes, a child’s love for it’s mother that burns with inside.
A CLOUD
A Cloud
A women was sitting on her porch one day and fell a
sleep.
She dreamed she kissed her child and said “I love
you“ and the child awoke and said“ I love you to
mommy“, as he hugged his her tight.
The women awoke and started crying knowing hear
child was not there, and as she cried she heard a
voice “why are you crying on this nice day“ and the
women replied “I’ve lost my child, and he is not with
me any more” and the voice said in a low tone, “I will
always be with you mommy”, and as she looked up
only to see, a little bear on the tree swing.
BLIND
Blind
God is color blind don’t you know, he does not
see what the body shows. It doesn’t matter if
your Black or White, Yellow or Red for he sees
no sight. He only sees us as his children, and
that’s all there is. For he knows what’s inside
that really counts, the love in our heart and
there is no doubts, so next time you look at a
neighbor or friend, a stranger a loved one,
just know in the end, that we are all the same
in Gods very eyes, for our loving father is
color blind.
A TEAR
A Tear
Do not shed a tear for me I’m not there can’t
you see, for I’m in the clouds above your
head, for I am not really dead.
I am like a butterfly high in the sky, caring
for you, for I can never die. I’m all around you
but you can’t see, I’m like the wind and an
evening breeze, for you are the love that is in
my heart and as long as you remember that,
we will never part, so do not shed a tear for
me, for I’ll always will be there but you will
not see.
I will smile at you when you’re a sleep, I
walk with you in your dreams, I touch your
face in the breeze, and hold you up underneath
your feet. So do not look down and cry and
weep for I am not there, I am not a sleep.
EACH DAY
Each Day
Take each day like it was your last, because these
days they will not last, some day your children will
go a way and you’ll turn to say” I love you “ but
they will not hear, your all alone theirs no one
there, they will have there own life, and have gone a
way, you will fell the sorrow and the pain.
So take each day like it was your last, because your
children grow to fast, and time will past whey to
soon, for these days will pass you to.
FADING LIGHT
Fading Light
As the light fades from our eyes, we can not
see but we are not blind, and as the moment
comes that we embrace, the untold story of
our fate, and as our life flashes as we go by,
the only sound is one last sigh, and as that
moment comes when we are released, we truly
realize that we are free and complete.
To those of us that do not believe we too some
day will hear the heavens sing.
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