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Poem Details | by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: lost love,

Sweet Taste of Love

   "Sweet Taste of Love"



sweet taste
of true love
is divine essence
sprinkled from heavenly skyline by Angels.

thin line
severs love
hate resonates heart 
dagger thrusts ---

love conquers life if hearts remain faithfully
as the golden arch shatters dreams caged in death.


*For 12 lines or under Contest


Poem Details | by Natasha Horton |
Categories: africa, america, angel, basketball, betrayal, bridal shower, cute love,

WHAT DO YOU SEE

Separation rules the nation it seems
Our race decrease the identity that cannot be redeemed

Yes we have amicable lives whom still believe in MLK's dream
The steam from our hatred of deceit and misfortune 
Has brought our brains to be washed in them

I feel like my people don't understand fear
Only the kind that could end your life or when the boys in blue are near

It's very rare for a black community to have unity
Even though their own may bring forth destruction or present a bad opportunity

Blind in a path of darkness, deciding to change but it's too late
Went down the wrong road and took the bait

Putting ourselves in situations we didn't want to create
It's Satan's job to keep you in that place

But God said to repent and He'll forgive and it'll be erased
What's happening to us in this world today?
It's very obvious where some of our people's priorities lay

Are we really that distracted
On the hottest rapper, shoes, money, and fashion
Disaster is right around the corner while your're ignoring the real problem that's about to happen

Reactions are suppose to be in the realm of wisdom
Being in your feelings can sometimes be the end of your feedom

Just listen to what people say and what they do
Why? Trust me, they are watching your every move

You were born to win and not loose
Let's encourage one another and not be abused

By those who taught us the false hood of our heritage
For it goes beyond Harriett Tubman

We are royalty 
Kings and Queens with true loyalty

Now we have become jokers and servants
Stripped for our knowledge to be non-observant

To follow the rules of this land
Limits us by a simple code through the government's hands

Tobacco and liquor stores on every corner
Yet shutdown the programs the kept our kids out of trouble

Double negatives that play in our lives
Despise those who take our future for granted and not recognize that we were structured not to survive 

Open your eyes
For time is not on our side

Never was and never will be
Yet we still have control of what we face and see

Clock is ticking 
No more wishing 

That circumstances will change 
Yes, faith can rearrange all things

Pray about it, trust and witness your abundance 
For we have always been the chosen ones from each end of the compass

Wake up and know who you are
For God has brought us this far to reach the stars


Poem Details | by MiAiM K. |
Categories: lost love, me, time,

All Confused

Time is flying by 
and nothing changes
Everything is just the same
As if it all happened yesterday

Everyday I wake up and I say
“Today is a new day, 
And I shall live without you…
That is the new beginning of the end”
But as morning time goes by,
With every breath I take
Deep inside me, there is even minor hope
That I can never replace
And that is the hope
Of getting back in between your arms
Because that is my home place..

Million tears I cried,
Most of which have dried.
Thousand ways I tried,
Which all evolves what I internally hide
But I believe
Without even a try,
Everything was so clear and bright

I am tires of the thought of you
But I cannot live without them though
I am so confused..
You stepped back and left me in the middle of the road
You turned your back and threw it all behind
Leaving time to fold it all..

Yet till the moment, I am suffering
Till the moment, I am drowning
Till the moment, I am hanging on 
But to what’!
Maybe to the one who I one day thought he was..

It is hard to replace a true feeling,
And heart beatings with someone’s name
With just couple of friends,
Or temporary moments and laughs
That you simply with them share..

But what about you..
The only non temporary thing in my life
The only constant inside..
But still…
How could you occupy such place
When you did not work hard for it?
How could you be there
When you are way far?
I do not understand
Is it me who doesn’t welcome
The idea of letting go
Or is it you my true soul mate
Who I should hand on to?
I do not know
I am just so confused
And I do really hate the idea
Of extremely missing you!


Poem Details | by Suzette Richards |
Categories: bereavement, death, dedication, love, memory, poets,

SWEET TASTE OF LOVE In memory of Linda-marie Sweet-heart

To the family of Linda (may she RIP), 
I am a fellow poet on PoetrySoup.comThat is where I had met LindaShe was a great inspiration to me as a fledgling poet In December 2012 I ran a contest on PoetrySoup.com, using my newly created poetry form, Suzette Prime, as the subject of the contestLinda's poem was one of the first place winners
I have published a number of poetry volumes and am currently compiling a book dedicated to Suzette Prime poetryI, hereby, respectfully request your permission to include Linda's poem in this volume, to be featured together with the other first place winnersIf you so wish, I could use her full name: Linda-Marie Bariana

SWEET TASTE OF LOVE In memory of Linda-marie Sweet-heart sweet taste of true love is divine essence sprinkled from heavenly skyline by angels thin line severs love hate resonates heart dagger thrusts --- love conquers life if hearts remain faithfully as the golden arch shatters dreams caged in death © 2012 Linda-marie Bariana


Poem Details | by randall graves |
Categories: faith, inspirational, son, me, heart, time, sea, heaven, children, city, heart, heaven, jesus, joy, life, love, me, sea, son, time,

Life in a Dream corrected

Moments to Reflect
Life found in a Dream 
Today I’m a lonely man living in a cold, cold world filled with indifferences and maliceAs time marches on a harsh reality come to my mind, time is on no one’s sided, it is only given once and all must die and tomorrow is not guaranteedThis seems so mean because having no one to really love or so it seemed, I was just a lone no one was on my team.
I started to think and reminisce about the think in life that I missedTears appeared in my eyes and my heart skips a beat so I lay down and felled into a deep, deep sleepSuddenly and to my surprise I was on a beach with soft sand underneath feetThe sky was so blue and the air smelled oh so sweet; it dawned on me that this was a place few have ever seen.
I walk down to the water and what did I see; the sea was strange so let me explain; it was made of crystal with a glow all of its own and the waves gave off a musical toneAs my mind adjusted to sounds and the sight I spied out another wonderful delightThere across the sea, a city brighter than the northern lights, oh what a beautiful sight.
I fell down to my knees overwhelmed by the glory that was before meI thought that I had died and stepped to the other sideI knew what I was seeing before just could not be true, such beauty, it could not exist, not in my world, never like thisA melody that I have never heard before arose from the City across that crystal seaIt had to be played by Angels, the music was so, so sweet; that I felt a joy from my head to my feet and knew deep in my heart that was where I belong,
Just when I decided to dive in and swim to the other side, I heard a soft voice call out my nameI turned around to see who it was that called out my nameThere He was this gentle looking Man with sadness in His eyesHe spoke to me and this is what He said; my son, my son you cannot dive in and swim to the other sideSo I ask Him why I can’t swim to the other side, that’s easy for me, am going to try No, no, no it not for you it not your time was His only replyI did not understand His reason but I felt His command and suddenly my feet was stuck in the sand, I cried out with hurt and pain in my voice; what lies on the other side, who are you and why can I not go on the other side?
This is the story that He told:
The city that you see beyond the crystal sea it belongs to me and it has streets that are paved in goldThere are many mansions lining the roads and in each one there are treasures that are a wonders to beholdThere is no hunger, sickness or death, life everlasting and there you will find rest and for all eternity you will be My guest Now I will answer your second question, my son, my son; I Am, who I Am! I came to earth a long time ago and I prepared The Way for all my children to come homeThis is some that you should know, for it was written for all to read a long time agoI am always with you in your times of needs you are never ever all aloneLast but not the least you ask me why; my son, my son it’s just not your time
Seek and you will find, knock and the door will be open, and until you love Me, it will never beNow go back and remember what you seen and what you have heard, because time grows shortSpread My words that My kingdom draws near, repent, repent and stop causing Me tears.
I suddenly opened my eyes and I was home in my bed and I start to cryNever have I felt such joy and peace deep withinI went down on my knees and I ask the Lord Jesus to please come in and would you please forgive me of all of my sins, please come and live inside of me until the endI now sow the seeds and when the harvest comes the Lord will know if they landed on fertile groundKeep this in mind cause when it is time He will separate wheat from the weeds and set all of His children free.
(Warning, Warning)
The time is now, and do it before it to late! 
Time is on no one side.
Everyone want to go to heaven but no one want to die.
You do not have to worry if you have Jesus inside.
He there for the asking want you try
Do you want Him? He want you, it about free will and you must choose.
The Gift is free, Heaven are hell which will it be?
I hope that I have sowed a seed and it will grow, but it will only grow if you truly believe and have faith deep within your heart and soul.
Time waits for no one!
Faith is something sight unseen will you not set your spirit free? Is it so hard for you to believe that Jesus is the answer and all you need? The door is open want you please come in? Don’t you think it time to find that Kingdom that is way up high filled with riches up in the sky?
 


Poem Details | by Suzette Richards |
Categories: inspirational, philosophy, religion,

Divine Love

situations change
we are driven to despair
when we forget His infinite love for us

His divine plan is not for us to divine
our destiny is ordained

great is His Grace
all we need to do, is ask


Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: angel, assonance, beautiful, best friend, cute love, fathers day,

spring sonnet

spring sonnet 

The vines are greening and the old man who owns the vines 
was busy trimming them although it was Sunday and church 
bells chimed He is very old 92 last year, and it was father’s day 
a few days agoHe never married, but every bush is his child 
And he gives them equal timeHe is in many ways a lucky man 
the vines love him, he knows that, leaves softens in his caring 
hands that carry a promise of everlasting worship.
On father’s day, I never left the house, sat by the phone waited 
for a call from my daughter, she is everything I never achieved, 
my futile dream of respectability

A whisper of a wind came through the open window, gently told 
me that my cherished is a figment of my dreams of perfecting.
Then an irate storm cast rattled the window, your real daughter was 
born in poverty in Kingston, Jamaica, the child of a prostitute and 
she became one too.


Poem Details | by Moses Sichach |
Categories: africa, art, culture, lost love, love, philosophy,

THE WISDOM OF THE SUN

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In a night where the sons of sons sat under the stars
My father’s father told the sons of the wisdom of the sun
The beauty of the world is beheld in who we love
To live and to die  they are all we try to have
A feeling that we love, that we are loved by the one 
The one who breaks our heart, our souls they starve
The one you love will never love enough

In the same night when the sons of sons sat under the stars
My father told the sons of the wisdom of the sun
The eyesore of the world is our love of the mirror
Our confidence constructed on a surface of silver
Our charity creeps from the mountain of useless surplus
Just so they say we are as kind as they say they are
We sweat and sin just that we see them sin and sweat
The only love we trust is love by us, for us, by things like us

Still on that night when the sons of sons sat under the stars
I told the sons of the wisdom of the sun
The fairness of the world lies in forgiveness and sin
We all are sons from sin and of sin
We all are looking for a little peace just so we could sit
Always going everywhere and heading nowhere
Searching for atonement through the accursed
So we made God from our trepidation for our own redemption

On that night when the sons of sons sat under the stars
The son of sons told the sons of the wisdom of the sun
The plainness of the world is found in unsocial socializations
We are all alone, our tears are our accomplice
They teach us to be us yet they don’t know us
They create us in the image of their exalted desires
We are a canvas painted in their own narcissi
Brushed in a light so dark hoping we get drawn for them 


Poem Details | by Suzette Richards |
Categories: lost love,

She Has Never Owned My Heart

tears are my broken dream’s shards scattered on a barren soil tears are not for those who broke my heart reserving my tender heart for those deserving souls who cross my path forgiveness is easy as I have learned that I’m not the one to blame when his mistress informs me that he had confessed to her – while proclaiming his undying love for her: “She has never owned my heart.”


Poem Details | by Charmaine Matson |
Categories: love,

Your Love

Sometimes its hard for me to put it into words, sometimes its hard for me to even think, I don't want to go another day, not knowing if you love me.
It's hard for me to spend another night with out you..I need your arms wrapped around me...I need to feel your kiss upon my cheek..I need to be able to look upon your face as the sun begins to rise in the early morning..you are the breath that I breathe...