I sit alone and think about life.
All my wrongs, and all my rights.
Wondering how love could be so blind,
One step forward and I left it behind.
Wrapped up in troubles from my cheating heart,
My lovers arms I would never part.
Then came the day I had to choose,
The husband who loves me, the lover I couldn’t lose.
My marriage in shambles, a baby on the way,
I asked God for the strength to show me the way.
For the ring on my finger has lost it’s shine,
The love that I lost I now must find.
All these years of marriage, where did it go?
Does my husband even know how much I love him so?
Starting over is never easy to do,
But with the grace of God, we will manage to get through.
God has given me the greatest man of all,
Who stood beside me when I took that fall.
He never gave up, never lost faith,
Love is what we made from all of the hate.
Soon the hurt will be begin to fade,
Never to lose sight of the love we made.
My husband is everything, everything to me,
These are my words of sorrow for the whole world to see.
Tell those that you love how you feel,
Those that you hurt, give them time to heal.
Today is the light to bring new beginnings,
Tomorrow in the night to forget about the endings.
by
Stormy
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It gives one many turns on the way.
It is hard or easy depending
on which way
one chooses to go.
It can be the greatest
thing there is or
it can be the most
difficult thing there
is in existence.
It gives many chances
for the ones that
need it the most.
It gives few chances
for the ones that
take it for granted.
This is known as Life.
by
Tracey Wynn
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Life is a story that begin a new chapter each day with lines to fill.
And in the story of life I’m glad I have you to help me with my script.
Lucky Am I, because you are here to help me with the worries that fill my head.
I now know life is even better with a helping hand instead.
I only worry when you aren’t around it’s you who amplify my life.
What we share in life money and materials can’t bribe.
Lucky Am I, cause I got you to share the world with.
I don’t care how big the world get my love for you can have any space in it.
To the world your just a bona fide girl.
To me you are the world and you have your own universe.
And I want to complete your galaxy.
Lucky Am I, I got a thing for sweets and your my personal Milky Way.
You illuminate me your my sunlight.
As the night sail we watch for shooting stars under the moonlight.
Lucky Am I, because I have you as my best friend.
Each day for us another one to fulfill.
Another to day to remember why our love is real.
by
Ecclesiastes Jonah
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Anger engulfs my spirits
Thiefs have striked yet again
Can they not find their own words
Instead of stealing others?
I write from my soul
My words are not lightly written
Passion comes from my fingertips as i write
Can they not find their own?
To steal a piece of my soul
You have tried
I feel pity that you do not have
Your own words and passion
Memories are now tainted
Thoughts are now tainted
Anger fills my thoughts
Write your own not others
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Cuddles bunny
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Wilderness is anything but wild.
It is an artifact of modern life.
Longing for innocence, we are beguiled,
Determined to re-virginize our wife.
Eons of humanity were there,
Resident in each ecology.
Nor can we go back further, for nowhere
Exist the plants and creatures we would see.
So we create what never was, a place
Set aside as a reserve for grace.
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Sun rises bringing hope along with her
Warmth floods through my body
Filling my heart with joy and happiness
Light reaches through blinds
To creep closer to where you lie
Spreading like flames across the bed
Your face in stark relief against white
Sleeping peacefully against my shoulder
Hair tousled, angelic smile creases visage
Lying like this is heaven to my heart
If I hold my breath you might not wake
And bliss will be mine till eternity
by
Fiona Davidson
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My heart kisses the sun
Feel the warmth and all is done
The wind caresses my skin, and brushes my hair
I am in love with life without a care
The most beautiful music is heard in silence
I crossed to this side, there is no fence
I lay here and dream of passion and lust
I cry for love that has turned to dust
It is a shame for all that has been lost
The search for peace pays a pricely cost
My soul is awakening, smiling like never before
With it my mind, body and heart shall explore
This life that offers me happiness and wonder
The peace and clearness as mighty as thunder
At last I am free and I do honestly care
Every breath I take without a dare
There is a new set of doors to go through
Out of the darkness and into the blue
by
Deborah Cromer
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I again sat at the window
Of my whirling memories
I thought of your rainbow
Colored smiling eyes
And, I smelled the scent
Of those tired red roses
So mournfully roaming
Around all my hopes
That slightly fade away
Through my deaf-mute mornings
Mysteriously and secretly saturated
With your misty omnipresent absence
by
Nizamettin Esen Haymanali
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Phenomenal Woman
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I’m telling lies.
I say,
It’s in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can’t touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can’t see.
I say,
It’s in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.
by
.Maya Angelou
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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it’s you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
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Venus
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