tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66981351157686989892011-12-06T18:40:07.935+11:00Poetically Poetic are poems about life, realities written poetically.Jesse Evanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16493528795536663905noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698135115768698989.post-49019305216962126802008-11-07T23:21:00.001+11:002011-08-01T19:53:31.439+10:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Love That Put Me To Shame</span><br /><br />Allow me to introduce myself by name<br />By this no one will, and neither will I to gain<br />I feel calmness overshadow my Shame<br />By this I explain and acknowledge my pain<br />The works of Shame in which I have persisted<br />I sense in my soul no forgiveness from you<br />With great strength I willed and resisted<br />But my actions threw tantrums of rage<br />That tore us completely in two<br />Where is the love in me?<br />Day and night my mind would engage<br />In thoughts of setting you free<br />But not until I have violated your rights<br />Constantly we would have fights<br />That lasted through the nights<br />There is trembling in the neighbourhood<br />Fear and dread over-rides peace and safety<br />Fun and laughter is replaced with weeping<br />Where is the love in me?<br />With beatings and torture<br />You escaped none of these<br />With beatings I made sure<br />No one knew of these<br />With trembling at your lips,<br />You raised your hands begging for mercy<br />With great trembling at your hips<br />When you're standing, your outcry would curtsy,<br />But my powerful anger showed no mercy<br />You ask what is this?<br />I reply only with whips<br />Where is the love in me?<br />My Shame spreads quickly like firewood<br />Fed with fury that inhibits security<br />With one great sweeping<br />The flames of Shame<br />Annihilates the amber, even<br />But you are still standing<br />And with great demanding<br />To stop and think and see, even<br />The devastation I have caused<br />To your name<br />To my Shame<br />Where is the love in me?<br />Your great love that withstood<br />The fury of my anger for years<br />Has suddenly smothered the flames of Shame<br />In my corner I have stood<br />And watched you in tears<br />Begging for mercy<br />Suddenly my strength has left me<br />What has your love done to me?<br />What is this love,<br />You have used to draw my strength away,<br />From under my feet?<br />What is this that you have done to me?<br />You have torn apart my fury with your love<br />You have ripped apart<br />With love my wicked heart<br />What have you done to me?<br />What is this everlasting love that you possess?<br />I am wicked in deed<br />Do I deserve your love?<br />I am Shame indeed<br />You have destroyed my anger<br />And replaced it with your love<br />I feel Shame indeed<br />Now your tears, they are tears of joy<br />For winning me over from danger<br />From fury and rage and anger<br />What do I now possess?<br />But your love and joy<br />Who indeed is more powerful<br />But love is to the full<br />Who is mighty indeed<br />That can stand against love<br />I am, but with a wicked heart and in deed<br />Yet I could not stand against love<br />Let this be a lesson indeed<br />That love, and no other but love<br />Calms a wicked heart,<br />Heals wounds and much more<br />Makes peace instead of war.<br />It's time now to start<br />To show love and in deed<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Our Endless Love</span><br /><br />I love you<br />You love me<br />My love is free<br />Your love is true<br />Together we smile<br />Together we laugh<br />Together we enjoy life<br />Together we do all things<br />Life is wonderful to the full<br />Love indeed is extraordinary<br />Love can not be compared to joy<br />For joy is lesser but works with love<br />Love in our hearts permeates our world<br />Our love for each other has truly made life<br />Wonderful, and full of exhilarating adventures<br />Nothing under the sun has stopped us enjoying life<br />But in our old age we feel that it is time to let go<br />We have lived our lives to the full, it is time<br />Time to say goodbye to a wonderful life<br />Time to enjoy our very last moments<br />I still love you like the first time<br />You still love me very truly<br />We still have our smiles<br />We still have our love<br />I still love you dear<br />You still love me<br />But...............!<br />Wait...........!<br />Why can't we love each other forever?<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 78%;">Copyright © 2008 Jesse Evans</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698135115768698989-4901930521696212680?l=poeticallypoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jesse Evanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16493528795536663905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6698135115768698989.post-29518495579704346872008-10-24T21:27:00.013+11:002011-07-24T20:34:23.066+10:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-weight: bold;">What's Good For Your Heart</span><br /><br />Don't just lay about<br />You lazy lout<br />Take a wee brisk<br />It's good for your heart<br />Why take the risk<br />To sit and eat sweet cake tart<br />Exercise smart<br />Take a wee brisk<br />It's good for your heart<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hunger</span><br /><br />I hunger both day and night for wheat<br />I toil the ground in sun and rain I'm beat<br />I dig the soil and place a seed of wheat<br />I plant seedlings of wheat all day long it's a feat<br />I gaze upon the growth sign of a seed of wheat<br />I water and care the precious wheat to eat<br />I long to harvest both joy and wheat<br />I cut with a sickle the wheat so neat<br />I gather and strap and carry the wheat<br />I thresh and clean the wheat I beat<br />I sing with joy to grind and pound the wheat<br />I stir the pot of wheat on&nbsp; heat<br />I eat indeed to satisfaction, my hunger for wheat<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Break The State Of Boredom</span><br /><br />Boredom is a state of restlessness,<br />With nothing to do, it is an act of weakness,<br />A want, a need and a desire to do an act of usefulness,<br />But a failure to make an outcome of it to benefit oneself in earnestness,<br />You're bored because theoretically you are boring in the manner of simpleness,<br />Boredom creates the art of contriving someone into an act of regrettableness,<br />A manner contrary to their way of doing things to bring happiness,<br />It is an act contrary to their conception of liveliness,<br />Boredom sets in when all those around you fail to register your responsiveness,<br />Their static and stable mood breeds unresposiveness,<br />Break the ice of boredom by a simple act of loving kindness,<br />Break the ice of boredom with useful works of worthiness,<br />Break the ice of boredom by invitations, with words of superlativeness,<br />Break the ice of boredom with feasts of festiveness,<br />Break the ice of boredom by an act of usefulness,<br />That satisfies both the giver and it's receiver in purposefulness.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Behind The Mask</span><br /><br />Behind the mask lay hidden a mystery that is soon to be revealed<br />It presents itself in true light form but unnoticed to the trained eye<br />It is a light of falsehood, transforming continually to impress the unwary<br />No light can penetrate through to the core of the unforgiving mask<br />To reveal the hidden mystery that lay behind the mask<br />It's time has not yet arrived for all to view in astonishment<br />The mystery behind the mask prevails, it keeps on supplying power to the weak<br />Who does not even recognize where their support pillar of strength stems from<br />The weak boasts with great power, but it's dominance will be short lived<br />The owner of the mask has made itself a slave to darkness<br />It has already rejected the light from entering it's gateway<br />It refuses to give in but to be swift in conquering the weak to the ground<br />Behind the mask lay hidden a mystery that is soon to be revealed<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Love Is Healing</span><br /><br />Anger is bad to the bone<br />The remedy is laughter but not alone<br />Rage makes one sick and ill<br />But happiness is a remedy to instill<br />Don't even allow fury any mobility<br />That which upsets ones thinking faculty<br />Despise all that is stressful to your soul<br />Allow joy and happiness to reside in your soul<br />Anger itself is destructive to your health in a very bad way<br />The effect being a ruination to your organisms, I say<br />Therefore be wise and acquire wisdom from above<br />Leave anger alone and pursue Peace and Love<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 78%;">Copyright © 2008 Jesse Evans</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6698135115768698989-2951849557970434687?l=poeticallypoetic.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jesse Evanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16493528795536663905noreply@blogger.com0