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Please Read and Share My Poetry
Hi,
These are a few poems from my book [Self Expression] hope you like them
BEHIND THE SCENES
Stop looking under the light,
Watch the person in the back,
Observe the bag that's being filled, not what they pack,
At the end of each verse sung, she'll take in her breath,
Pay attention at this time, for once ignore the rest.
Behind the fist throwing the punch, is an angry mind,
Instead of jumping the gun, find out why he's unkind,
The waves you like to surf on, don't keep themselves alive,
May this thought run through your mind next time you take a dive.
All birds that fly through the sky rely on air,
This force although is never seen, of it we're aware,
Look past the tree, into the space between it's leaves,
Given time, you'll perceive far subtler energies;
Don't just focus on the scenes, but what lies behind them too,
Because the scenes wouldn't exist, without the backup crew.
INNER VOICE
Sometimes we just can't decide
Which path to choose, we need a guide,
Someone to tell us what to do,
A voice that all it says is true,
To guide us through our darkest nights
Helping us back towards the light,
A voice which tells us wrong from right
And lets us keep our goals in sight.
Well I've found a special friend,
He tells me what to do and when,
And leads me towards the luck,
Plus helps me free when i get stuck;
Sit quietly and listen too,
You'll hear your friend whisper to you,
He'll tell you which path to take,
And how to get a lucky break;
So next time you face a choice,
Just listen to your inner voice.
LOOK UP
One sure way to happiness is to get your mind on track,
And to help in doing this see the white spot in the black,
Our shadows will always be with us, this i know is true,
But to focus on them only makes it worse for you.
When you put stuff in the trash, you never go back to with it play,
But instead, put it out for the truck to take away,
So why keep and play with mental trash?
It's of no more use to you,
Surely the situation taught something, now it's unhealthy too.
Some bad experience in the past, really hurt your heart,
But to keep reliving it will tear your soul apart,
So everytime this frightful beast rares it's ugly head,
Switch your attention to something nice that makes you smile instead,
At first this will be very hard but practice makes perfect,
So keep trying, believe you me, it really is worth it.
THE TRAP CALLED LIFE
You go to school from four years old, the first part of your life,
When that's done, if you're lucky, college takes another slice,
After years of studying, finally ready for your job,
And from morning till evening you'll work, except the sick days that you rob.
Sure you get vacation, about three weeks every year,
And when time for the long one comes there're grey parts in your hair.
So, to put it in a nutshell, you work from four to sixty-five,
And by the time you get that old, you're tired being alive.
MY TIME
For years i lingered in the back ignoring what was said,
Some scoffed, advised, others just thought, about my not getting ahead;
But while they jumped on pony's backs and rode towards the sunset,
I stayed behind, because with time, a much better ride i'd get.
It was hard to be still, while they were having fun,
But now my turn to ride has come and in front of them all i run.
So if you've got a plan in mind, ignore what others say,
Because though maybe not at first, you too will have your day.
If you like what you've read so far and want a copy, you can get it from Amazon.com ISBN:097229323X [use link below]
Thanks,
Andrew.
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