In the arms of love I see no danger, know no danger. here, I am never a stranger I feel the safety of peace embracing me I feel the cool air that we breath I feel the tenderness of a greater touch and yes I love God and people, yep thats me, poetry is my thing, do you like it ?
It is nice to be important but is more important to be nice
beautiful angel i call her as i stired in her beautiful eyes feeling her soft and tender arms strolling all over my body as she gently smile
she looked in my eyes and say "i will love you forever" i slowly rub my arms into her hair and slide my fingers down her face till my hand came upon her mountain of joy, overwehlm with passion i held her close to me and felt the fire of love taking over my palm tree, her breath was like sweet honey comb speaking straight to my heart
she grabbed on to me as if we were in motion but it was just the comfort of her devotion that spoke in her eyes, i felt i could never let go. Her figure was like a stunning work of art, her flawless skin took me in a secret place for uptimist and held me in the transformation of love
I felt i was touched by an angel, one that was sent for me to erase all my sad memories and capture me with the hormoony of simplicity now my angel as been long gone, it seems like it was yesterday but pleasant memories never fades
to you my love always and forever by the melodymac
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Its nice to be important but its more important to be nice, and lots of love always
becereful my friend not to mistake infactuation with love i know you intention it is too much to mention
you want a good family a lovely home happiness that makes the heart cheer yes, i know your cry and i saw your tears i pass your inocent sliping down the drain
i anger in myself as i was to blame your beauty never siezed to capture me but your inocents took you into hurting pain Oh, i wish i was there to take away your fairs but now its too late
take care my love until the end of never we will be loving each other
I sat and look at the homeless and try to see thing through their eyes
You say I am crazy And I write nothing of sense. You saw me writing a letter You asked, to whom I write, I told you to myself You ask, what’s in the letter ? But how can I tell you when I haven’t receive it yet
You say I am crazy Because I have no place to live but you have to pay the mortgage the water and the light bill, While I live on the streets I never worry about a place sleep Neither do I worry about how I am going to eat There is a bin on every corner Waiting for me at every street
You take your clothes to the laundry You pay to give them the best care I never worry about clothes to wear, When you throw them in the bin I will be right there
I never pay taxes Taxes pay for me For if I die today It is your money that will bury me
Beautiful heart I know you are here i am almost at the edge loosing all my care my days are numbered brings much fear
but to die alone is worst to bear my heart left lonely for desperate years and the melody of the wind harmonized in the mystical song I sing
love are you really there ? how comes you never come home with me ? I need you much to share I stood up waiting for you last night but got caught up in an imaginary fight fighting the days and years of lonely cheer
now I see the days are brighter the beautiful flowers glowing together in the tranquil of the garden making each hour lighter and captures my imagination to a brand new start here lies the meekness in a beautiful heart
I will be here to stay even till I am old and gray even when the sun stop shining brighter and there is no more laughter i will always remember the nights and days that we treasure and thank God in an everlasting symphony of love
I will be here to stay seeing you through the darkness and smiling till the stroke of day touching every moment wanted with the authenticity of our love embracing optimism with the tenderness of your warmth through the futuristic path that lighten up our Heart
what wonderful words to tell people ? it takes nothing away from you to say something nice. it takes so little to smile and so much froan
words are power use them to build others and yourself just like an athlete who will talk to him/herself before the game and say "You can do it I know you can" say nice things to others and they will say nice things to you and even if they don't its okay
its more rewarding to say nice things in the long run you will see.
I no longer want to live my life for me. I watched and saw the desperate cries of my brothers and sisters down there in Nairobi weeping in ignorance, suffering by disease
Poverty stricken people, living by the streets, Orphans children lost their parents by the killer disease. Sorrows in their eyes but no one eat their humble cry
They search in the waist where sickness has its place. The dumps become their homes we watched, but leave them alone
Starvation took over I saw skeletons alive Tears fill my eyes as I watched them die
My apology There is no melody in this poem My heart begins to feel heavy, my mind is no longer steady tell me what to do ? as I try to escape from my poetic-blues
melody: no problem my friend ! go down to acknowledgment boulevard,
turn right on acceptance avenue
then take the next right and continue straight ahead on to endurance boulevard and please avoid the highway
you can stop at the blessing shop and pick up a few bottles of prayer and fasting and a box of patient to help you on your way
then go across to honesty road and make your way down to love street and there you will see a train station and you will see the hallelujah train with the sign "welcome thou good and faithful servant"
just a little advice, the journey will not be easy and they are no vehicles that travel on these road so be careful not to move too fast you might become very worn out and give up, and GOD BLESS YOU ON YOUR JOURNEY, and remember! you are not alone.
mother how can i stop loving you ?
