Monthly Archives: January 2015

Only a Name

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Mom called out a name with affection

And it gave her heart a sweet feeling
Daddy called out a name for protection
For an image, a heart and a soul
They both knew
How precious a name is

They met each other as children 
Hung out as friends for a while
Yelling their names in delight
It made beautiful innocent smiles 
They both knew
How precious a name is 

Soon the smiles became wry 
Changes pulled them both apart
Lord knows how they tried 
The memories linger inside their hearts

Life passes by in a moment 
Inside we are always the same
Holding images deep in our hearts 
Some things are too good for change

Now the people who knew them are  gone
Mommy and daddy too
But the memory still  lingers on
And with their last breath 
They will whisper a name 

Those innocent smiles come to greet them
And the night isn’t bad after all 
It’s a  key that opens a treasure 
They hear mommy and daddy call
They still see
How precious a name is




Self Talk

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You shouldn’t be selfish, I said to myself

But my self just didn’t understand 
It’s easy to do if you reason it out 
But my heart disputed the plan
It only takes time and strong discipline
But my heart wants no therapy  
Just get busy, you know and things will be fine
But my heart just don’t want to see
Minds can be simple and easy to heal
But a heart will chose to ignore
I can choose any route I like in my mind
But this heart only wants yours 

Value

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Love takes the right actions when the prices are clear

Limits are kept without hurting what’s  dear
These hide out of sight when blinded by passion
Some to be savored and others need rationed
Nothing can take the real value away
Value increases with each passing day. 
Resignation at times and at others emotion. 
Longing and hope along with devotion. 
It’s good to enjoy what’s on every shore
Without losing hope for what is in store. 

The Pool

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There is a pool, undisturbed and settled

That entices those who casually pass by. 
Once immerse  in its waters they are never the same
Living outside, they feel barren and dry 
With every turmoil, the pool comes to mind
And while alone in thought, it’s hard to deny
It’s waters call to us. 

No Complaints

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When I get anxious I travel away
Escape to a beach on a warm sunny day
Make myself small like a white grain of sand
To be one with the surf with nothing else planned 
After a while the crowd hems me in
With everything same, boredom begins
So I pull myself back to a reasonable size 
And head to the place they call civilized
I look to the heavens and ask to be raised
I become like a star and my heart is amazed 
A few victories helped me hold out my chest 
Try to meet every need but never get rest
I reach out my hand to help everyone 
My eyes become blind by the rays of the sun
Reach and withdraw, humble yet proud
Sunny one day then the sky turns to clouds
Though life has its stress, I can’t complain
The love in my heart never needs change


  

Worthwhile

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We all want a connection 

An in depth exchange 
A safe way to reveal our true self 
To someone who has good intentions
But we get trampled on
By those we let in
And become guarded 
Hoping our true self 
Doesn’t suffocate 
Then we hold it close 
And attempt to give little bits to others 
Just to make sure 
The true self is breathing
But they don’t always value it
The gift is scorned at times 
And set aside 
But we keep searching 
For that perfect outlet 
Where our inner thoughts 
Are like gold to someone
Displayed in their memory
Long sought after
They never grow old 
Never get outdated 
And when confidence wanes 
It only takes a glance 
And every effort is worthwhile

Understanding

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When life seems overwhelming 

Guilt and confusion pressing in
Don’t you worry about me 
I understand

Justice may pressure your heart
You can’t see right or what’s wrong
Love takes care of it all
I understand 

A response can never be wrong
Your heart will always be right 
And I know your heart well
I understand

The Sound

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There is a sound that can be heard 

When the storm drowns thoughts 
Dreams lie shattered 
And the shards cut deep

This sound cannot be silenced 
By the rage of noisome crowds
When we lie battered 
Held by defeat 

It is wispered on the wind 
By the voice of lasting love 
Your inner hopes matter
Through the dark it speaks

Wisecracks

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It starts with a wisecrack

I said “hey! Someone shares my humor!”
I used to find myself laughing alone quite often. 
Thinking I was the only one that thought this way. 
Then there’s the nuanced expressions, 
The same kind of responses I would have. 
A kind of reflection of myself. 
The similarities become so uncanny 
 Half is admiration and the rest is wonder. 
And as life is shared, it is easy to talk and make decisions. 
Some say you grow into it but sometimes it just “is”. 
Nothing life throws is a surprise when we face it together, 
It is as if we are our own heckling section 
Out there making comments, narratives and humor. 
While everyone else is our entertainment. 
We are a unique and wonderful pair. 
And as we age, it ends with wisecracks too. 
That, my friend, is how you experience love.