the poetry of me
johnnyd900
Posts: 23
something for that special someone who helped me through a hard time
Thank you
Why must it be,
All be this way.
Feeling so down,
Each and every day.
Never a break,
From lifes endless toil.
But someday it ends
Why wont it just end.
Now things are not
The way they used to be
There is more joy
In my life today
I have a purpose
A reason for being
Now I have you
You make life worth living
I cannot thank you
Ever enough for this
For being with me
For giving you kiss
All I can think to say is
I love you
And that every day
I’m thinking of you.
I have escaped from my darkened hole
I have a reason a light in my soul
On that great day
I found you
You give me strength
You pull me through
and theres this one
A light in life
If I flew across the world
To fight for some noble cause
Would your heart let me go
Or would it give you pause
A ghostly night on the plane
Feeling all alone
A light shone across the sky
Telling me your home
As time passes, it grows harder
Believe me I know
Just believe it in your heart
And soon I will be home
If still you’re there after all is done
Waiting, watching, all through the night
When along the horizon comes a great beam of light
Worry not, you shall sleep well tonight.
Thank you
Why must it be,
All be this way.
Feeling so down,
Each and every day.
Never a break,
From lifes endless toil.
But someday it ends
Why wont it just end.
Now things are not
The way they used to be
There is more joy
In my life today
I have a purpose
A reason for being
Now I have you
You make life worth living
I cannot thank you
Ever enough for this
For being with me
For giving you kiss
All I can think to say is
I love you
And that every day
I’m thinking of you.
I have escaped from my darkened hole
I have a reason a light in my soul
On that great day
I found you
You give me strength
You pull me through
and theres this one
A light in life
If I flew across the world
To fight for some noble cause
Would your heart let me go
Or would it give you pause
A ghostly night on the plane
Feeling all alone
A light shone across the sky
Telling me your home
As time passes, it grows harder
Believe me I know
Just believe it in your heart
And soon I will be home
If still you’re there after all is done
Waiting, watching, all through the night
When along the horizon comes a great beam of light
Worry not, you shall sleep well tonight.
Politics is the art of looking for trouble, finding it whether it exists or not, diagnosing it incorrectly, and applying the wrong remedy. -Ernest Benn
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nice poems J.
keep it on.
thank you for sharing.
~~its better to be hated for who you are than be loved for who you are not~~
F.ZAPPA