Poems About Love
The Devil Within
There is a great evil among us;
attempting to conquer and win;
with a tireless will to become us;
for he is the devil within.
We are keenly aware that he exists;
tho his whispers; we barely hear;
an annoying mosquito; he persists;
me thinking he’s
No Enemies To Love
To love your enemies; seems noble, to some;
but it all depends on your perspective;
to have no enemies; seems more noble to one;
God is the only one who is objective.
When the Master told us to love our neighbor;
he didn’t just refer
My One True Love
I know my love followed me into this life;
the woman who’s destined for me;
she is the woman God chose as my wife;
to be with, throughout all eternity.
When I first met her; she was born too late;
so our parents kept us
To The Wise
Life usually begins, as an uphill climb;
with very little past, to remember;
our memories accelerate; by design;
January turns into December.
For many years, we’re in total control;
chasing after our fondest dreams;
then suddenly; we’re in a passenger’s role;
where nothing is
The Purpose Of Guilt
Everything, in life, happens for a reason;
nothing exists, without purpose;
even our guilt, must exist for a season;
while hidden neath the surface.
Guilt is the soul’s reaction to every sin;
no matter the circumstance;
a natural punishment; that begins, within;
even in a
A Child’s Expectation
We began our life with a child’s expectation;
not comprehending what lay ahead;
charting our course; in search of salvation;
often losing our way; instead.
Death began his inexorable journey at birth;
the final resting place for one and all;
the choices, we make; determine
The Gift God Gave Me
I feel a sadness; in the depths of my being;
I’m old; and living alone;
I know; I’ve come from a realm, unseen;
and find myself longing for home.
I feel as tho I lived more than one life;
I’ve loved; and
Living In Ecstasy
As I grow old; my lovers become dreams;
I no longer sleep with one next to me;
such loneliness, takes sadness to extremes;
now that I’m living without ecstasy.
No one misses; what they’ve never had;
memories can cut both ways;
if you never are
