A Walk In The Park
The dawn of a new day, rises with the sun;
my mind is to become a clean slate;
my mind overflows with what I’ve done;
and the changes, I’ve made, too late.
Words that I’ve uttered in innocence;
have devastated ones that
Poems about God
A Walk In The Park
The dawn of a new day, rises with the sun;
my mind is to become a clean slate;
my mind overflows with what I’ve done;
and the changes, I’ve made, too late.
Words that I’ve uttered in innocence;
have devastated ones that
The Throne Of Pride
Forgiveness is harder to give; than receive;
but love is all about giving;
love in forgiving; more than we believe;
makes our lives worth living.
Love is an ocean, governed by its tide;
its circular motion; an ebb and flow;
within its waters, all life’s
The Curse Of Success
A warning is issued; those climbing the ladder;
that well known ladder to success;
though you may enjoy your wallet being fatter;
it could well lead to endless distress.
The climb is oft induced by hidden purpose;
for everything’s always done for a reason;
pride
The Sketch Artist
I have always longed to be an artist;
drawn to paintings and sketches;
I’ve unskilled hands but try my hardest;
but, my detracters, all, are wretches.
I’ve longed to be a sketch artist;
a pencil and paper; my tools.
You need not be the smartest;
The Folly Of Love
There is an energy, many refuse to admit;
it comes like rain, falling from above;
the energy, by which life’s book was writ;
that energy, we know as Love.
Love is the feminine side of creation;
the loving, and tender side of life;
protection was
A Life Of Obligation
I feel as though life is an obligation;
that I am here for a specific reason;
love, I’ve been given, is compensation;
but, I’m only to be here for a season.
I believe that I’ve lived many times, before;
but, I cannot be
The Dichotomy Of Man
Mankind was created, multiple dichotomies;
male and female; each half would be;
while mind and body were separate prodigies;
and physical eyes, needed a mind to see.
Though the complexity of man seemed odd;
the man was made in the Master’s image;
both male and
The Beautiful Woman
I once pointed out a woman of great beauty;
to a friend of mine, as she passed by;
his response; a good deal more than snooty;
hearing it; might make her cry.
He was so arrogant; he wouldn’t even rate her;
she wasn’t physically a