To You,
(THIS IS ME...)
This I my heart this is my soul these are my words they are never bartered or sold they can never be repeated by anyone but me and anyone who tries to steal them will have nothing shame because my words are golden my words bring light my words bring people out of the night my words mean something maybe nothing to you but for me they tell a story an event in my lifetime whether you choose to understand and whether you don’t that all depends on you now doesn’t the reader of my notes my music my song my writing ever long never forget me... and never forget my words they will always be there somewhere hidden in a library on a dusty shelf in a readers mind of knowledge and self in the hearts of poets who long over what I write in the heart of person typing something new in the middle of the night words may not be as important as they were for me but I always viewed them as way of expression and a vision of myself so once again I remind you never forget me and never in spite of me my words I will always live on... but what I want dearer than ever is to be in your heart now and forever...
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What to say that is the question this is the rhyme... to think what to think when you have no time...what is what when the world is done what is life when the battle is won? These things and more I don’t understand!!!! Yet I hold them so plainly in the palm of my hand!!! These People, Insolent people will never understand I am here that is what that is my timeless end! The world once over will understand... I will make them they will see that is their timeless end...That is when the time will end...
The battle won... Gods will is done!!!
That is what is left when one meets 1...
“What can never be said”
You see it you feel it the voice in your head telling you that you are nothing you’d be better off dead... you don’t want to listen you don’t fret or fry you only wonder and you only cry oh pitiless fool cant you see that this voice only leads to misery for all you know the voice is you crying out from behind your view your inner voice your inner thought your being your soul the one thing never taught you see it inside yourself you never really cared you just put on a smile and hid from the world the only care and only woe ever known to you this I know you never really try not to listen not to cry but no ones ever really helped you no ones ever made you see there is a way out of your misery I have been there before I know how it feels believe I know I can still feel the feeling don’t cry anymore don’t do anything at all and I show you the way not to fall you will see you will know I love you I know you you’re my daughter my son you were never my foe...the unending misery from which all of us fall could one day save a nation great and small do your duty and do your right you are the chosen few who will save the night... believe and listen the poem unending can only be finished by those who read and believe what I say and take small things so ordinary always there and make them priceless like your heart that I bear
“Looking in the Mirror”
What do you see?
What do you want to see?
What is the ever living thing that you have always wanted to be?
Where is your heart?
Where is your voice?
Where is the only thing that you have left…….your choice?
Where is your maiden fair your only thing that you hold near?
Oh insolent fool you tyrant of old you whole hearted misery woe, woe to you and to me for letting you fall to your misery! Damn this world damn it all let it go back to the break of your fall so that you can see it all over again let it repeated till the end is the end let it be done for it is the only choice the seed of your contentment the joke the fool the one hearted lover the little kid in school everyone will see you everyone will tell everyone will show the inner being of your self be prepared for here it comes the woe the agony it is done you will see you will know for what I am about to show is the one and only thing I hold near my vision my voice…
My face in the mirror…
"Coming soon"
COMING SOON! someone yelled COMING SOON i heard him say as he ran past me in the street what is coming soon i asked him what is coming? as he simply walked on by i knew it another coward i thought about it probably another lie i didnt care i want to know what..........
COMING SOON A LIFE UNSCRIPTED AND LONGED FOR UNWANTED AND GAINED AND SOMETHING YOU WANT.....
"Hopeless Romantic"
I am a hopeless romantic i love to love but love will never be shown to me....
You can try but i know that as it is with rain it always goes..it goes back to the ground from where it all started from the words and the laughter and friendship parted,..
I am a sad person a perosn to be reckoned with someone un-understanda
I am happy and merry.....when im not alone.
I am serious and proud when my life is overgrown...
I am a hopeless romantic and that will always be true but the one thing i cant stop i cant stop loving you.....
-JJ
Love is sad isnt it?...
What is life with a wall to block it.....
A life i want to live...
-JJ
_"I WISH"_
So many things that the world cant see...
The way that the wind blows freely and the earth move round and round....
Sometimes i wish the world could see...
And know that it was made for you and me and share the world with everyone......
i wish that the world all had a song and that everyone would sing along,and the wars would end....
we would all be friends...
But i guess that wont happen today.
Ill just have to sit here and pray that the love i show would lead the way...
no more children are hungry...
no more countries are fighting...
no more people are crying anymore...
-JJ