Poems About Love
Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda...
Why must my focus be on yesterday;
shouldn’t it be on here and now?
Tomorrow is a date; not yet in play;
for, only today, can I take a bow.
Yesterday is long gone; forever passed;
shoulda, coulda, woulda won’t help;
memories of failure aren’
Slavery Of Thought
Thought’s the foundation for everything;
not ever meant to be deemed restricted;
thoughts controlled; will slavery bring;
any offenders, would be convicted.
Unrestrained thoughts are required;
for one to actually be free;
only free thinkers make us inspired;
that’s how God meant us to be.
Seeds Of Thought
We think thoughts are basically organic;
created solely within our mind;
to think they’re from others, makes us panic;
wondering, by whom, they’re designed.
Many thoughts; planted as seeds by the creator;
we’ve claimed, as tho they’re our own;
other thoughts, from new
Only God
Only God can create a world of beauty;
in thought, above; then, illusion, below;
only the Master, considers it his duty;
to plant life, and help love to grow.
Only God can create a delicate flower;
then, allow it to live on its own;
only the Master has
A Gift Of Love
Love is a word that’s often bandied about;
without an awareness of what it means;
sometimes, a mere whisper; others, a shout;
but, ever so rarely, at all what it seems.
Love and like are words often conflated;
like is a comfortable physical role;
the
A Flower Among Weeds
A flower was hidden among tall weeds;
scarcely visible to the other flowers;
the Master, privately, saw to its needs;
occasionally watering it with showers.
When planted, it was no more than a seed;
destined to become a beautiful rose;
the Master provided for its every
The Glass Filled With Life
There’re those who say their glass is half full;
saying it, quite proudly; you can tell;
much of their eyes are covered with wool;
by definition; it’s half empty, as well.
Our gift called life; a glass of champagne;
a blessing so far
The Ghost Of Love
There is this ghostly mist;
wafting through my mind;
my very soul’s been kissed;
by her thoughts sublime.
Teased by playful laughter;
coming from her above;
the author of hereafter;
founder of all love.
Such thoughts, a mystery;
imprinted upon my mind;
a hollow thought
