Yesterday is History
Tomorrow is a Mystery
Today is God's Gift
(author unknown)
O glorious sea
How awesome your salty winds are
For she only filled my heart with pain
Around the world you come with me
I am greatfull that you loved me
I must do what I can
I must do what I can
I must do what I can
I must do what I can
I must live my life
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I remember that first day
from the moment I spotted you, I knew it was right
when we converged I couldn't speak
with your first utterance of words of praise
when I see you, I do not know
your eternal beauty still occupies my heart
Insomnia
pity and doubt,
On to literature that I didn't write and helps to depict my inner spirit.
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Poems by me
Poems by Friends
By:Patrick McGowan
your great beauty
remindest me
of my mutiny
against what I was supposed to do
I loved you, instead of some lass I barley knew
upon them I love to sail so far
for you I left my humanly love
my heart which was chained, now fly like a dove
destroying all I desired
the lead she gave left nothing to gain
so from her I retired
to you with open arms I sail
I know your love for me will never fail
I travel to distant lands upon your back
because of you my sails never slack
faith fully yours I'll ever be
to my heart you hold the key.
By:Michael Breault
Wether it is to help one
Or help many
No matter if it is a little
Or a lot
To feed one
Or feed or feed one hundred
I am here to help
To lighten a burden
So my actions outlast my life
I must do what I can
By:Patrick McGowan
when I saw you far off and away
I asked my comrade if it was a dream
that all I noticed was your attractive gleam
your hair was entrancing, and it wasn't the light
your eyes reminded me of virgin pearls
I was sure you were born of earls
you must have dropped with the heavens' rain
if we didn't meet I would have gone insane
I was too afraid of being a geek
I wouldn't wrong such a fair queen
I would rather watch your genteel lips move with compassion
your charitable voice set me free
it melted away all the confines of humility
and finaly I felt I could be me
my only indiscretion is that I hadn't the time
to reveal to you the thoughts that were mine
if it is right to put on a show
or to pronounce that which my mind holds
today I realize what I have done,
consistently I dash away . . .
from astounding splendor and charm
without your love I will collapse
I will always hunger for your radiant essence
to be a essential chapter of my existence.
By:Russel Hamilton
It's not my flesh that is wounded
So how can I face the torment alone
The vivid scenes of uncertainty and
lost hope
I lay there and worry all night
People say "dont worry"
Say that times a perfect healer
That this nightmare will come to pass
I can't hear what they are saying
I am living in an insane world
I am feeling like im in a trance-like state all the time
Sometimes I think I am going crazy
Nothing seems real anymore
Life is just a game
Do you care if you live or die
when you laugh are you really crying
Your not sure what is real anymore
Sometimes I wake
I feel that my spirit is broken
I wonder if I have the strength to carry on
I will carry on by my 2 mottos
Life is a hell of a trip enjoy the ride
Don't tread on me or the ones I care for
By:Patrick McGowan
is that what they call it?
who gave it to me?
I want to sleep,
but it won't let me.
I want to escape from
the thoughts it gives me,
but it wont let me.
I lie awake
while my head fills
with thoughts.
millions and millions.
I can't make sense of them.
I can't describe their meanings.
my face is buried,
my eye remain open,
and they still race;
in and out;
up and down;
through my head
and into my heart.
one is them,
some are her,
another is the Lord,
his son and his apostles,
all are me.
the Right Hand watches me,
tells me,
but I can't hear.
WHY OH WHY CAN'T I HEAR???
how much I want to hear him.
James too,
him I hear,
telling me too.
what should I do?
"radiate, emit, emanate" he says.
there is Michele,
she tells me why,
why I frustrate her;
"it's no big deal", she says.
is that true? I don't know!
it's not fair
how thoughts destroy;
how they cause insecurity.
all I want is sleep.
all I want is freedom,
freedom from this demon they call:
INSOMNIA
By:Julie Rene Leek
As I pick up the broken glass off the dirty floor.
The baby's crying as you stumble out the door.
Another bruise, another lie, I can't think of a way to say goodbye.
P.S there is allways an angel by your side you just have to open your heart and trust it.
By:Patrick McGowan
thought and confusion;
from whence they came
set me back
then knocked me down.
I plunged through the floor
and clung to myself,
then retreated from society
only to find raw thoughts
glazed over by insanity.
grappling to discover
their true meaning
I found myself unaware
of my false exterior . . .
only some can see past,
several have disclosure;
yet that's not the evil
pitching me to the pavement,
it's sufficiently more intense.
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