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EXPRESSIONS II: MORE TRUE THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS
A
COLLECTION OF POEMS
HEAVEN
OR HELL (DEC 1994)
Good guys go to heaven,
Bad ones go to hell.
Where will you fall in line,
Only time will tell.
For it’s either the
pearly gates,
Or the fiery pit.
The choice is definitely
yours,
And it’s you who will
have to live
with it.
TRAPPED
II <Almost Free> (DEC 1994)
Trapped under the ice,
I can feel the air above
starting to
get warm.
Trapped under the ice,
I can now see a crack
beginning to
form.
Everything in my life
that was once
out of reach,
Begins
to get closer to the surface
real fast.
If only I could put my
fist through
this ice,
I could break through and
be free at
last.
ANGEL
OF BEAUTY (JAN 1995)
Oh little angel of beauty,
You hover above the
clouds so high.
Oh little angel of beauty,
You possess a smile that
brightens
up the sky.
Your beauty can not be
measured,
Though
many may try.
It’s just something about
you,
Please don’t ask me why.
For I am a mere mortal
man,
And you are an angel
first class.
If only I was deserving
of someone
like you,
You’d see that any test
for your
love I would pass.
TOO LATE FOR LOVE? (JAN 1995)
Is it too late for love,
Only you will really know.
It’s not an easy question
to answer,
There simply isn’t a yes
or no.
You have to have that
feeling deep
in your heart,
A
feeling that you may only
experience once in your life.
But if you do encounter
such a
feeling,
Don’t hesitate to make
that person
your husband or wife.
COMA (JAN 1995)
There’s a deep deep
sleep,
From which you may never
wake.
It can be a very peaceful
place,
But in the end it’s your
life it
could take.
For a brief period of
time,
Your suffering and pain goes
far away.
But with each passing
moment,
You begin to realize that
in this state
you could stay.
BURNOUT
(FEB 1995)
A fire that burns at
night,
Has a flame that shines
long and
bright.
If that same fire burns
during the
day,
Its luster begins to fade
away.
And if that fire begins
to burn out,
It’s no longer worth even
talking about.
DREAMS
vs. REALITY (FEB 1995)
Your dreams may be in
color,
But life is usually black
and white.
Things that may come easy
in your
dreams,
In the real world usually
require a
fight.
Reality is often tough to
accept,
People don’t really want
to know the
truth.
They like living life in
the fast
lane,
So they don’t have to
stop for a
toll booth.
ELECTRIC
STORM (FEB 1995)
The clouds move in real
fast,
And the sky becomes dark.
Off in the distance you
can hear the
rumbling,
As the neighborhood dogs
begin to
bark.
The sky lights up,
Then
goes dark once again.
The sound
of the
thunder get louder and louder,
As the weatherman tracks
where its been.
The lightning rods zig
and zag,
Then crash violently to
the ground.
Powers lines are struck,
Causing
lights to go out all around.
Where once stood a tree,
Only a stump remains.
Where once stood a house,
Only a pile of ashes is
left from
the flames.
The storm may have come
and gone,
But it left everything in
its path
in disarray.
It may be gone for now,
But you know it will
return some
day.
HAPPINESS
IS.. (FEB 1995)
Happiness is..
Holding
hands on a long romantic
walk.
Happiness is..
A day spent together in
the park.
Happiness is..
Something shared between
you and me.
Happiness is..
Making life all it can be.
Happiness is..
This
feeling inside which I can’t
compare.
Happiness is..
Knowing
that you’ll always be there.
TRAPPED
III <The Break Through> (FEB 1995)
Trapped under the ice,
The crack begins to open
wide.
Trapped under the ice,
My hand can now extend
through to
the other side.
I can now attempt to
reach,
What once seemed so far away.
I can once again begin to
breathe,
For
the opening gives the air a
passage way.
I may have been close to
death,
Closer
than many may believe.
But by never ever giving
up and
breaking through,
I know now what I can
achieve.
“THE
GAME” <Strangers In The Night> (APRIL
1995)
Strangers in the night,
Are they friend or foe.
Strangers in the night,
Only after time will you
really
know.
Do you take the chance,
And open the door and let
them in.
For if you know how to
play the
game,
There’s a possibility you
could win.
Life is often full of
chances,
Who really knows what
ones will turn
out wrong or right.
But if you choose to play
the game,
You’d better be ready to
put up a
fight.
KEEP
THE PAST IN THE PAST (APRIL 1995)
The sight of your picture,
May still bring tears to
my eyes.
But it’s the sound of
your voice,
That brings back all the
lies.
What’s done is definitely
done,
There is no turning back.
You have to go forward
with your
life,
And it’s the past that
you must
never try to unpack.
THE
END OF THE WORLD (APRIL 1995)
The sky becomes black,
Blacker
than a deep dark hole.
Lightning crashes to the
ground,
Violently
destroying everything within
its reach.
Volcanos explode with great fury,
Molten lava covers every
pore of the
skin of the earth.
The ground begins to
swallow,
All that walks upon its
surface.
The cold dark face of
death,
Accompanies you
everywhere you go.
As you take death’s hand,
You can feel just how
cold it really
is.
The world as we know it,
Starts
to die right before your very
eyes.
Everything that was once
so alive,
Has
become extinct within seconds.
Corpses line the side of
the roads,
Fragments of what was
once life.
The stench of death fills
the air,
Like the smell of rotten
mutated
flesh.
Only the weak will have
had a chance
to survive,
For the strong would tried
to fight it.
Finally it has come full
circle,
It’s what we have feared
since the
beginning of time.
It has happened despite
all the
signs and constant warnings,
It
truly is “The End of the World”.
LITTLE
PRINCESS (MAY 1995)
She’s a little princess,
She walks with such grace.
Her beauty is everlasting,
It can illuminate any
place.
The princess is so
charming,
She’s exquisite inside
and out.
She possesses a special
quality,
It’s something you can’t
measure or
even talk about.
If only the princess knew,
How exceptional she is to
me.
I’d have a chance to be
her prince,
And we could ride off
together in
the sunset so happily.
THE
DEAL OF LIFE (MAY 1995)
The cards are dealt,
The hand has begun.
There is no more time for
shuffling,
That’s already been done.
It’s time to play the
hand,
The
hand which you were given.
You must play these cards
correctly,
Because
that makes life worth livin’.
THE
CROSSROADS (MAY 1995)
The journey of life has
choices,
Choices we all must make.
As we approach the fork
in the road,
We must decide which path
to take.
Will it be the right one,
Only time will tell.
You could be on the road
to heaven,
Or
the expressway leading to hell.
You have to make that
decision
yourself,
No one can tell you which
one to
choose.
For when you reach the
crossroads of
your life,
It’s only you who can win
or lose.
LIFE
& DEATH (MAY 1995)
Life begins,
Then it ends.
Is there anything in between,
That just depends.
If you make the most of
your time,
You will leave this world
fulfilled.
But if you waste it,
You will leave it with a
spirit that
has been killed.
Death is tough to speak
of,
Because no one really
knows it well.
Death can leave you in
heaven,
Or it can let you burn in
hell.
But life is a whole
different story,
It’s what you make of it.
It’s important to
remember,
No matter how bad things
may seem,
Don’t ever, ever quit.
TWILIGHT
ZONE (JUNE 1995)
There is another
dimension,
Not just of sight and
sound but also
of mind.
It’s in this other
dimension,
Where
reality is often tough to
find.
Things appear normal from
the
outside,
But that is far from the
case.
What looks like reality,
Is something different in
this place.
So be prepared if you
enter,
For
you’ve reached the area of the
unknown.
You’ve passed through
time and all
logical dimensions,
And you’ve entered the
“Twilight
Zone”.
PUT
ME IN COACH <The Story of an Aging Player> (AUG 1995)
The metal that makes up
the bench,
Feels
extra cold today.
I sit here watching
anxiously,
For
my chance to play.
One by one,
They run on to the field.
It’s only to the coach’s
hand,
That
I’ve been forced to yield.
The innings go real fast,
And the game is almost
complete.
All I’ve ever wanted,
Is my chance to compete.
But as the day wears on,
I begin to realize that
my prime is
in my past.
So just put me in coach,
For this inning may be my
last.
CHANCE
TO SHINE (SEPT 1995)
Life is like a candle,
It often resembles the
flame.
As long as the candle
burns,
It will have some sort of
fame.
Once the flickering
begins,
The end is surely near.
At that time it may be
too late,
It’s that last breathe
that you
fear.
I only hope this candle
realizes
this,
And makes the most of
what is mine.
I just pray to God that I
don’t
burnout,
Before
I’ve had my chance
to shine.
REALITY
CHECK <The Funeral March> (OCT 1995)
I grip the casket handle,
As we walk slowly down
the aisle.
The journey seems to take
so long,
It feels like over a mile.
We finally reach the end,
And we set it down in its
place.
One look around the room,
You could see the sorrow
on
everyone’s face.
I myself had to wipe away
a tear,
As I
went and took my seat.
We have prepared all our
lives for
this moment,
It’s our Maker that we
will soon
meet.
But upon glancing into
the casket,
I saw something I didn’t
expect to
see.
The person laying there
in a
peaceful state,
That person was ME!!
JUDGMENT
DAY (NOV 1995)
When judgment day is here,
Who will be spared.
Will it be the quiet ones
who took
no chances,
Or
the greedy ones who dared.
You can always run,
But from this day you can
never
hide.
You can try to disguise
the truth,
But it will be known in
the end that
you’ve lied.
The time has come,
You must take responsibilty
for your actions on this day.
You have to straighten
out what
you’ve done wrong,
So that the gates of
heaven will
open and you can be on your way.
A
TEST OF YOUR WORTH (DEC 1995)
Have you ever really felt
like,
You’re being put through
a test of
your worth.
That somehow, someway,
You need to justify your
existence
on this earth.
You’ve done everything
that’s ever
been asked of you,
Time and time again.
You’ve followed the book
and played
by the rules,
But when it comes to your
reward you
still need to question “when?”.
This test is very
difficult,
I’m still not sure if
I’ve even
passed.
The expectations alone
that I’ve put
on myself,
I still have not
surpassed.
It’s tough to continue to
go through
this,
Each
and every day.
But if this definitely is
some sort
of test,
I wish it was over so I
could get on
with my life and be on my way.
A
CHRISTMAS WISH (DEC 1995)
If I could have only one
wish at
Christmas,
I’m not really sure what
it would
be.
It could be a wish to
relive part of
my past,
Knowing now what I see.
It might be to change the
path which
I chose,
Knowing now where it led.
It may be to take back
some of my
words,
Realizing now what I said.
But there is one thing
I’m
definitely sure of,
I will always cherish all
the people
I’ve been lucky to call a friend.
So during this joyful
Christmas
season,
I’d wish that our
friendships will
never ever come to an end.
SNOW
FILLED DREAMS (DEC 1995)
As the tiny white
snowflakes fall
from the heavens,
The world becomes such a
beautiful
place.
These snowflakes continue
to fall
all day,
They fall at such a
steady pace.
The kids are out making
snowmen,
Their
little cheeks bright red from
the cold.
But that doesn’t seem to
bother
them,
As
their dreams of this season begin
to unfold.
These are dreams of snow
filled
days,
And
snowy winter nights.
Dreams of ice skating,
sledding,
snow castles,
And of course the
occasional
snowball fights.
The snow will come and go,
But these dreams will
remain with
them forever.
It’s the excitement and
anticipation
of this season,
That makes these snow
filled dreams
so clever.
FOLLOW
YOUR HEART (JAN 1996)
Follow your heart,
For it definitely knows
what’s best
for you.
Follow your heart,
For it will help guide
you through.
Your heart should be the
first place
you check,
When
a decision is tough to make.
For your heart knows who
you are,
And it will help you to
avoid a
mistake.
So next time you have to
make such a
choice,
Don’t forget to check
this very
important place.
Because by following your
heart,
You’ll be sure you are
ready for
what you must face.
A
PEACEFUL PLACE (JAN 1996)
Here I lay in peace at
last,
For my time has finally
passed.
Gently now I close my
eyes,
Never again to be hurt by
society’s
lies.
Please don’t begin to
feel sorry for
me,
For
you’d be happy if you could see
what I can now see.
So just remember no
matter what
anybody does say,
They can’t hurt me
anymore where I
am today.
THE
CLOUDS (JAN 1996)
All fluffy and white,
They hover up in the sky.
Above all the housetops
and
buildings,
They are so very high.
Storing the rain inside
their
lining,
They slowly make their
way.
Waiting for just the
right moment,
To
drop their raindrops for the day.
One cloud looks like a
donut,
The
other like a great big set of
paws.
They can also look like
dogs or
cats,
Or even Santa Claus.
These clouds can take all
shapes and
sizes,
They are such a beautiful
sight.
But sadly they become
harder and
harder to see,
As
the day slowly fades away into
the night.
L.O.V.E. (MARCH 1996)
L
is
for living;
Living
your life knowing that
there’s someone out there that loves you.
O
is
for opening;
Opening your heart to see
just what
love can do.
V
is
for vibrant;
Vibrant is how you will
feel when
you experience love.
E
is
for everlasting;
Everlasting love is what
you hope
your life will consist of.
THE
GIFT OF LIFE (MARCH 1996)
The gift of life,
Oh how sweet it can be.
To be able to bring a
child into
this world,
And to show them all
there is to
see.
To be able to teach this
child,
And help them learn day
after day
and year after year.
To be able to make them
feel safer
in this world,
By
helping to alleviate some of
their fear.
A child is something
special,
They bring a feeling
inside you can
never replace.
It’s a feeling that is
obvious to
anyone who’s around you,
They can tell by looking
at the
smile that sits proudly on your face.
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