BYC Poetry Club!

Too bad............
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I'm no poet, for sure, but like playing with words....and, well - "put up or shut up." So let me see...... :/

"Crisp fall glee
All for me
This the clapping, rustling leaves
Falling off the swaying trees
Shaken by the prickly breeze
…uh, hey babe, I could use a hot cup of tea!
In this time when I feel so free
It’s fall time glee
Life feels without a plea
As if I have the key to peace
All of this, due to fall time glee
Time to scatter the pile of leaves…..weeeeeeeeee, send them twirling, whirling all ‘cause of me
Listen now, take time to be happy, through this fall time glee"

LOL
 
An poem/song I wrote :


It's hard to let you go
It's hard to lay you fall away
It's hard to be alone
it's hard not to be afraid

It's hard to take the change
To feel the wind and start again
To rise above a long lost love
Let go let go

So I'm gonna take the reins
Turn around and start again
Maybe this time maybe sometime
Things will be ok

Quiet nights silent days
Summertime winter rains
My heart is broken filled with pain
Like glass in shattered pieces slain
 
"Oh don’t cry, it may be fine in your eyes, but I’ll tell you why I think it’s a crime:

The One who keeps the sky up high, is on your side
You have this God standing by; ready to wipe the tears from your eyes
And all of this, without a sigh >
He’s guarding, to keep you alive……
Watching, so when you are blind……..
Listening, for when you ask “why?”………
And waiting, for your reply………
To His question: will you be mine?
This He does, for each of us….
Hoping to bring us above the sky
So don’t cry, you see, it’s like a crime. When you look to your side and see He stands by, your cares will surly subside."

Funny, 'cause I don't think it's a crime, but I couldn't find another word!


"He opens up our sight,
And flee He makes fright,
He helps us wrong to fight,
And makes our plight so bright……
He keeps our load so light
We feel to glide like kites
He fixes us up tight -
- Keeps us in the right……
- Brings us to His heights……
- And makes us pure as white……
……His name - is Jesus"
HAHA, that's fun when you read it right.

"Every morning, God’s grand mercies, once again do abound.
His special presence is one more time among us to be found.
In repeat, our praise shall sound…..
Something special, to the One who keeps us pure and holy among this sin-feigned ground,
Every morning brings hurts and worries, things it’s time to leave behind. Throw them in a mound before Him. He shall work them or He shall burn them, either way it’ll be just fine.
He makes a tower to crumble like flour, He’s the painter of the flower, now you consider His grand power. Every minute and every hour, take a moment to have His sweet take the place of your sour. Things in life will be a lot brighter, while your soul will seem so much lighter. And all along you will come to be tighter."
 
My head is spinning,
It just won't stop.
It spins and it flops,
It holds and it drops.
It drives me insane,
This constant pain.
So unsure,
What will I next endure?
This constant feeling,
It's so not revealing.
Wanting to touch the ceiling..........
 

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