Wonder Full
Category: Writing and Poetry

I wonder? I wonder when it's late at night and the bed feels right is it still something you miss, I wonder this??? I wonder when the alarm rings are you angry at that thing for it took me from you in your dreams, silly as it seems, I wonder? If the days apart seem to run together which makes it feel it will last forever, if the time together appears to travel too fast and long enough it never seems last, I wonder? I wonder if at every first sight your heart reacts, when parting ways does it attempt to attack, do you feel the withdrawal pains that only another moment with me can tame, I wonder? If you can't see life without me there, thought you loved before but found you only really cared because it never felt the way it feels with me, this is where you fit and were meant to be, I wonder? Have I become your favorite pastime, have I become a pleasant distraction, am I one of the things you need to have to give each day satisfaction. I wonder… I wonder if I heal the hurt, help to clear the air, I wonder if you want me part of all your whys, when's and where's? I wonder if in my eyes you find the beginning, the way or the end, I wonder if you think of me as your truest, closest friend. I wonder if I were lost to you could I ever be replaced or would until we meet again in all things you'd see my face, if I make forever not feel long enough, eternity would not suffice, you wish of me infinite guarantee of here and all afterlife. I wonder if you wonder why I wonder all these things, I wonder if you wonder why I wonder what tomorrow brings, I wonder if you wonder that my wonders mean doubts of you, I hope my wonders don't make you wonder if this love is true? It should be no wonder why I wonder all these things you see, I wonder the things I wonder because you are all these things to me!

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Need Vows anyone?
Category: Writing and Poetry

I wish to live within you, let my every action bring you pleasure, that would be the best way to measure. For my life was nothing before you so its best I place it in your hands, let me live in love within your plans. Guide me, teach me to please you best, let you be the one to erase the rest. Watch as I exceed all expectations, complete all tasks that you ask, giving to you a love that will never pass. Imagine life with little effort, for I will be your relief, imagine life with little pain for I will bare your grief. Let us teach us new ways to show loves worth, let us perfect of loves respect then let us show to this earth. Redefine the test of time, eternity could not explain, the love we share can not be compared to any ever claim. Before you there was nothing, after would be even less, how do I look for better when I already have the best! I promise today to love two days for each grain of sand in the seas, I am yours forever if it please, I just saw heaven walk down that aisle to stand here and marry me!!!

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Three week old news!
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Let me explain, your eyes tell me too late, I guess as like the meeting this too is fate, the story of our moment has reached its end, thoughts of where we are now to where we have been. Now they manipulate my mind, before I couldn't find the time, to say to you the things needed to say, now it seems the time has come and fade. The man in me says let it ride, thinking of how hard I tried, the sacrifice's made to get this far, your wanting for the moon if brought a star! The love in me is frozen in fear, thinking of how long it takes for two to get here, this isn't something you just up and throw away, it's the part that's begging you to stay. With every plea I lose more ground, the price to pay to keep you around, you give this glance like you don't even care, I'm breaking down and all you do is stare! What most men fail to realize or never come to know, is that she already broke up with you about three weeks ago. You just didn't see or hear the signs, that is until its passed you by, now you wonder how can she be so cold, unless you in the wrong wondering what she know? When it has reached this point it's really one thing you can do, pick up your face, maintain your space because you already three week old news!

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The New!
Category: Writing and Poetry

The new of it tingles like I don't know what could come, like I'm not haunted by the ghost of where I've come from. I rest in peace as if the deceased relationships have run their course, passing the guilt, moved past remorse. I breathe! I inhale deep breaths of fresh you, refilling the deflated dreams of what came true, patching up the ones that were pierced through, with hopes that you accept them used, reflect that they have been abused but still in them the will to lift us to the sky, take us past the mountains way up high. Where eagles dare but are extinct, a dream is killed each time we blink, each time we think that this is all it will be, the fledgling hopes of deferred complacency. Then the new revives like water to the earth, giving forth new growth, new birth and almost forgotten is the famine of yesterday, that is until you hear someone say, what of forever? The word defined should be to deceive, for it implies the dreams that we believe… can be attained, with no mention of the stress, the doubts, the pain. The new! I know it so well, I know the touch, the taste, the smell, more potent than any drug, it is the basis of all belief, if only the new would hint of pending grief… but then I guess it wouldn't be the new if you already knew. Let me explain that vision, if they dispelled heaven would there be religion? It's the only thing better than firsts, for now you feel equip to avoid the hurt but one thing is for certain, one thing is true, if you knew exactly what would come and what to do, that would be the second and not something new! The New!!!

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Olden Times!
Category: Writing and Poetry

In olden times I would serenade, sing of things that fail to compare, for a beauty such as yours should be unfair. Bewitching, it seems your gaze has cast a spell on me, in all things it is your reflection that I see as if I hold a mirror to where my heart wishes to be. I crave the sweet silence of your smile, it calms the storm in me, the gift of your presence seems almost born to the as if you were created to give me this joy and my heart too made just for you to employ. I wonder if long before, I sailed the seas to a distant shore and laid eyes upon a damsel such as you, now destiny reincarnates us two. In olden times I would serenade, sing these words in tune, compare you to the sun, the stars, the moon. Be the meaning that I need each day, be the purpose that I find, be the reason, the will, the cause and reward until the end of time. When it does end, let us do it again, let us return to the dust to be reborn and when, given eternity within the clouds until we wish to breathe, then watch us find within due time this love that is guaranteed. In olden times I would serenade until the day was through and tell the tale of an endless love that forever will become me and you!

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We Begin
Category: Writing and Poetry

We begin so often as the last, with hopes that the sins of the past skip us and don't ask the questions so far from where it begins… the questions that introduce to us the end. We hope with the enthusiasm of a new beginning almost erasing the thoughts of failures endured, as if newly cultured, we hope the exorcism has taken place, hope the pitfalls have been replaced, filled in with the knowledge of been here before, believing wisdom leads to so much more but you never know??? What if wisdom takes us to where we were meant to go??? What if where we go is that familiar place, that place we hoped had been erased but this time just takes us a different route, there's just so many ways to heartache's house. We begin, like all the ones before that made forever a liar, promises spoken from hearts afire of everlasting love impossible to expire, eternal flames smolder quick as any other but much easier it seems to be smothered. We begin, as if new love born to us like a child, we cherish it but wonder all the while, what if we can't raise it right, the fear we feel when it's out our sight. What will it be, what will it become, does it mirror from which it is born from, if it fails then are we the ones? Do we bare the shame, take the blame or are the cards already dealt, cursed from the fears that we felt but how can we not be afraid, this is not the first time this song has played yet if the past we continue to live in… how ever do We Begin???

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Free at Last!!! (Serenity, Courage, Wisdom)
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Its quiet now, the loud echo of the hollow emptiness has subsided, I am blessed to think again, to see the things I couldn't then, free at last!!! The pain of the past has past and if asked I can say I remember when, time has fallen into sync once again. The days have become days again, not twenty-four hours to face, the days have become days again not hopeless time to replace, fill that space that once was occupied by you existence, letting go of my resistance, free at last!!! And if asked, I can say that I have been changed, pieces of me lost from the strain, can't be sure if better or worse, just rest of sure I have broken this curse… well it came time for me to be released, let go from my souls cell that you policed. I served the time for a crime I did not commit and this I can not forgive let alone forget, free at last!!! In this world so vast, what purpose did we have, what sin did I partake in to endure karma's wrath but that is the path to the silence, to the dark from which I just came, lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the dark is no longer where I am, give me the courage to change the things that I can, free at last from a pain so relentless, freedom granted by the wisdom to know the difference. Free at last!!!

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Judging books by covers!
Category: Writing and Poetry

I pass him from time to time, rarely would it cross my mind unless of course the light would catch me there, in the other direction is where I try to stare. On my way to work I find, all my bothers come to mind, I think of all the things that I go through, think all the things I have to do. Heading to the corner where he stands at, right then and there I catch a flat, great this just what I need, already running late as I proceed, into the parking lot I pop the trunk, begin to sort through all the junk, looking for the jack stand, that's when I hear a voice, "You need a hand?" "No, I got it", voice full of hate, "Ok just didn't want you to be late, I figured I'd help to get you where you need to be", I'm thinking yeah right just trying to get some change from me. "Sorry but no thanks plus I ain't got no money", he laughed as if I said something funny, "Did I ask for some?" he replied, "Move out the way" and I just stepped aside. That's when he opened his filthy coat and revealed his uniform shirt, with his name and the name of the garage where he works. He was done in minutes, thank you was all I could say, "Now you don't have to look the other way, you can wave" and I felt so caught, I went to explain but he knew what I thought. I made it to work on time I was surprised to discover… I guess that makes two surprises, judging books by covers!

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Reprise!
Category: Writing and Poetry

I beg of you to hurt me every time I believe you will change, you speak the words I need to hear to make me rearrange. My agony is destiny every time I walk this path, the joke that I have become no longer makes them laugh. No one will listen to me complain, no more do I get to explain, this pain I feel they say I ask to be, far too many times have I been free. Only to end right back in you, can't explain the way you make me do, I guess I shall forever be the fool, something just won't let me break from you. I think its love but is this love, is this the thing that they speak of, how do I know if I have ever been, is it what brings me back to you again? Maybe I will never know, maybe one day I will, maybe this time will be different, maybe this time you are for real. We won't know but we won't be surprised, if this is a new song or another reprise!

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The name you were given!
Category: Writing and Poetry

In attempts to forget the places we have been we forget who helped us get free, lost within the I, myself and me. The drive that was needed surpasses the pull that was given, we forget those helping hands and the seeds that were planted become solely our original plan. As we sit upon our success fearing of the next with words of judgment for those not of stature, lost becomes all of the factors. Those stairs we took to reach the top, those that picked up the pieces that we dropped, ungrateful to them our achievement has made of us, our loyalty now is to in god we trust. Home becomes our fancy furniture and not the people that once were, gifts become more expensive in expense of sincerity when I'm so proud of you becomes look what I made of me. In the end the ones that helped you begin, will be the only ones that matter, you won't wish for another hour of work but a few more minutes of laughter and all you achieve you can best believe the company will soon forget your success, they'll be another there to fill your desk. Real success is in the name you were given not the one you made!

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