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Faded Darkness


Faded by darkness night after day

going to darkness fading away

blinded by sight  mar and mar

today is trembling the night away

faded by darkness night after day

Going to darkness fading away

lost in the silence that stumbles my pathway

shadows all  amongst saying whispers with the wind

blowing silence by silence

bringing darkness my way

 

Love Never Fades Or Dies


Love never dies
Sometimes it hides tucked away deep inside
Pushed back away by scars and wounds hindering still deep within our lives
Yet the love binds us deep inside even with standing all given times
Even when we begin to try to move on ahead in life our love tugs and yanks at us pulling us back again were our strongest grip and hold binds us not to let go.
Even stress can’t always make our love die
In time it only sometimes makes us think we need to run away and hide just like the wounds and scars others have left behind
Holding tight to grip and embrassed and inter twined wrapped up in love is where we are to stay together in eachs arms to live a long health filled life
Together where we feel as one
Where we know we feel safe
Our love never dies
Sometimes it just takes lost roots or paths or runs down and hides inside
Like a turtle in a shell it locks deep wothin a hole to get away from the pain and scars inside
Yet it still even then will never fade or die
Love never fades or dies

 
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Posted by on September 10, 2013 in Abuse/Beating, Love, Poetry

 

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Didn’t We Almost Have It All


I sit in this wild loud room with many different thoughts and dofferent conversations going on in every direction of the room. Not one more standing out then the other.
Noise levels raising and falling like heavy drops of rain
As I sit here listening not rwally ease dropping on one one subject or another just listening to what people are saying
In the other ear the studio music plays “Didn’t we almost have it all”
Just taking all around me in is making me really realize how different this world has become and how so many things have just changed over the years.
When the world almost had it all in life in a time when you were safe. In a time when you could put yoir trust in all around and almost everything and anyone was known to be good.
Now looking back and seeing all the evil and shame which has over taken humanity and earths name. With violence and guns involved somehow in almost everything makes me see how I realize I can see them saying Didn’t we almost have it all? When the world was once a better place? When life was once something to look forward to and once something worth living.
Didn’t we almost have it all, but then in a sudden moment all that and everything was taken away as if swiped from beneath our various sized feet. Now I see what the world has become today and I say didn’t we almost have it all couldn’t we be doing a better thing? Looking forward to Sunday on the coming on the thirteenth they have a national subway thing for a special subway event where everyone rides the subways with “No pants Sunday” or how about the event seen in Philly “Nude Bike Day” and this is excepted okay by many of the world around. Honestly. I gotta ask what has this nation, government, and world come to? Didn’t we almost have it all? Living in this world today has just become unsafe and pure crazy.

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A Form Of Reality, The Good People


A life we live we always are trying to make right and find a beat. Yet many a time it’s cut short and ripped righr from bwneath our feet
Even the best of the best, and the best we can be gets torn up and taken away
How do we fight our lives when they are drawn beneath within cold bloods set free.
We don’t have to be a marine or in the army to be the best that we can be
We can find that alone in our own life journey
I’m not saying we all live on easy street
Nor am I saying life is easy by any means
I do know however that it’s always tearing apart at the seams.
Life is almost always twisted, not fair and a huge dismay.
Even when we live hour by hour and day by day knowing that tomorrow could be our last and final day
Living to be the best we can be in everything and every way.
When the world takes away what was once ours by blood and by roots as if it ment nothing to bring shame itself into life’s crazy twisted game.
It’s just not fair by any means
When the world takes and tears apart our blood and dreams.
Feeding us our last breath without even any warning at times, yet other times subtlety forshowing us to help us make the outcome change but at times we just dont understand until afterwards it’s just too late
It’s then that you’ve begun to see and understand the form of reality now lying in your very own hand
Many a time they try to make things right
it’s good women and men
Children and friends
Who’ve always been there
Been a friend
Held your hand throughout till the end
The good people that make the world a better place
A safer place
The type of people who think with their minds and not by bullets, or guns or a forbidden thought of gaining a fight
The type of people who earn, show and gain respect
As they fight deep in silence of their own given mind with hospital s and doctor’s caling them crazy
Locking them secluded from all other lives and saying that their mad and they have no friends.
When truths be told they are not crazy as said. They are thinking straight, properly picking their friends and unlike many to most doing exactly what they should be doing…using their heads as meant given by God himself.
Another good man taken and gone with spirits in the wind.

Thoughts inspired by a good man gone to soon by the wrongs of bad men who cared none.

For my dear friend Alex Linville
You will be held forevermore, yet also missed at each new coming year and all years thru.

 
 

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The Place I Once Loved And Lived (Connecticut)


It tears my heart apart.
A state of mind I can not comprehend inside
A state I used to live and love
While I went to school away from a home
Where I called since my very own childhood
A state that I once met many a face that I could call a friend now a place where you have to never turn your head and keep peering over your shoulder instead
Hard to believe this breaking news I see…
This was not the state I had chose to stay and study and learn in my life back then.
This was somewhere I truly thiught about prayed about and missed for years. Now torn apart down deep into everyone’s hearts
Filling their eyes with tears
Making them hold tight their very own little ones hands and hugs so much more tighter instead. While crying out their hearts and eyes for all those innocent lives with their very own hearts for both. Reminding themselves and saying…That could have been mine instead.

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In memory of those affected by the tragedy of Sandy Hook Elementary School, CONNECTICUT

 

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The Hand That Reaches


The hand that reaches out

Is the hand that’s meant to save

to grasp and embrase in tightness, love and understanding of many and all things

the hand that reaches out digs it’s own path and keeps it maintained

it’s the hand that will hold you high not letting you fall to the ground

it’s the hand that you will brag about and lend out for a friend who is in desperate need

It’s the hand you’ll keep around as long as it still grabs on strong that of a forever true friend.

the hand that reaches out is one that will never leave your side.

that will be the hand that hangs on to you and holds tight to yours walking you thru life

This hand embrasing yours never letting go

guiding you forward knowing always what’s got the best for you

it’s the hand that will lead you thru your dearest endevors and throughout your journeys in life

it’s the hand that will keep you walking tall and remind you to hold your head up high

the hand that reaches out is the one that will make a change

the hand that reaches out will give you what you need

it’s the one who will help you find a brighter tommorrow

give you a better day and help you always to find your way

the hand that reaches out is the one with the promise for tomorrow

who will be the voice for the future

who will remain with you for life

It will not leave you to sink and drown in sorrow

or leave you alone when you’re in fear

It will bring hand together lifting you up in prayer

the hand that reaches out will make you stronger holding on together

it will keep you open so that you are able to stay strong and find your own journey home

the hand that reaches out will not walk away when you call on it

it will be there in an instance never to let you down

this is the hand that I want

a forever friend with me

keeping me above them and helping me within my needs

this is a hand that keeps you happy and gives you what you need

it shows you all your worths and knows exactly what you diserve

this is the hand that reaches out

paying it forward

changing time

changing life

changing you and your own life

 
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Posted by on December 4, 2012 in Abuse/Beating, Love, Poetry, Uncategorized

 

Rest In Peace, Rest Your Head


Rest your soul little one
Ease your mind
Lay your head upon the land
Settle your tiny feet
Life was short, and taken wrong
But in your new life you are safe from harm

Not what we the people wanted or saw in our eyes
But seems that God had a beautiful plan for you indeed
What we thought would come to be did not come at all.

You are innocent and pure
You will be remembered and loved forever more.

The way you left was wrong I know
But you’ve earned your wings and moved on to where you now belong and see

Quiet and rest your soul now little one. You soon will find yourself within a better and safer and more beautiful place

Rest your head, rest in peace
Ease your mind you now are defenately in a much safer and better place.

Dedicated to Saanvi Venna
Who’s life was cut too short and was taken from us by a wrongful way. May you rest in peace Saanvi Venna you shall always be remembered here forever with me.

 
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Posted by on October 28, 2012 in Abuse/Beating, kids, Love, Saanvi Venna, Uncategorized

 
 
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