| Poetry 2 |
| Impossible of Me Being who I am .............. Is truly a gift of God! Being who we are together............Is truly a gift of love I hear that God loves us all I hear that love can capture anyone's heart......... But separating the good from the bad seems like an umwinnable game We can't just expect to be alike We can't just expect to get along All we can expect is the unexpected Things that will blow our minds! Things that will take our souls! Things that will make us happy......... things that will make us sad......... these things are nothing we know Hell! They might not even exist! If God and love have a lot in common, and all these people take "belief" to the extreme, the impossible will be proven wrong The word impossible will never function again! Insideaway Inside a bubble....that somebody blew.......I am the wall that you see through Away from space.......I'm trapped inside... there is no room.... no room to hide Inside a star......that everybody sees........they see the sparkle but can't see me Away from land.....I'm trapped inside......I'm floating away to the other side Inside a world.......that you created........I've left this world.......myself has faded Away from love........I'm trapped inside.....I'm held from holding... my body's died Inside my soul........ that you reach through... I am the ghost that stays with you Inside a bubble..... that somebody blew..... I am your angel..... that somebody is you Hide away....... fly away....... Insideaway. Inspired By Feeling Was he nervous or was he scared? Was she willing or was she dared? Or is it a feeling that we can't explain........maybe a feeling.....exchanged for pain Is this the answer or is this the clue? Would she, asked the question..........? Would she control you? If it's just a feeling that may soon pass.......It could become the feeling that seems to last How could we be different if we didn't even know......... the facts of life upon us....... the fact of life that grow Could it be the feeling that we once remembered well---- Or could it be the feeling......"You know, exciting mail?" I can't believe I live here...... each and every day. Wondering what's next........ especially what to say I think it's a feeling of love and jealously.... I feel it is the feeling that takes control of me- So, were you nervous or was it a scare? Together we are willing------- And forever, I still care. yes it is that feeling of joy, a happiness. That feeling we all wish for.......so please let me possess....and if you're really out there-- Then i will pray to feel---- Your love and be your witness.......Thank God! This feeling is real. It Made No Sense It was like leather sticks with mushroom coating Like cow tongue licks with weather side roaming A naked watch that was watching me A lever to pull that grew like a tree Slowly but surely the muscles were fat Uplifting but low... the owner was a rat Sold to the corner where the slobber sets in It's wet and smells bad like a few.... of out friends It was like a condom........ That was made out of stone. A cracker of wisdon that was so damn old Like crows it was...... Washed with no rinse. Like me it was.... It made no sense. |