Past Poetry Archive

 

Till We Meet Again

I'm not telling you when, I'm not telling you why, I'm just going to leave Without saying goodbye.

When you turn around and see that I'm not there. Don't stop to wonder where or how I am. Just turn back around As if I was never there.

The time will come for us to meet again, But until then we'll discover how our lives ha1'e been. That day could be many years away But it will be worth every single day.

Until destiny brings us back together, 1 will be here Following the map that has been made for me-- I cannot run away' from my destiny, 1 cannot escape my fate, If this is how my life has been planned There is nothing 1 can do but wait.
By Lucy Sanchez
7/23/01
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Light of Darkness
by
Viann

 

Leap of Faith
by
Tracy Baker

 

While You are Asleep
Satan's spirit came after me! Last night wasn't good for me. He creped when I was sleepin' Fluids backed up within me.// Like in a river my soul was swimming While the carnal flesh was fighting to breathe That's when I felt this strangeness, And, I could taste the vomit which awaken me As I gasps for air The Lord wasn't going to forsaken me My mind uttered with a sense of panic My esophagus was rejecting the fluids Something is not for my understanding The Lord was protecting me.// Follow me,// Speaking against the ills of satan "Temptation is his only power," I tell them "He's not allow to touch the body," I told 'em In my sleep he tried to make me drown on my words. But, like I said once before, God is in charge He is not a mirage I was created in his image In his likeness, With all my might I got to fight ya,// Fast Forward,// I couldn't breathe This spirit was chocking the life out of me. I fell weak to my knees Fluid running out of my mouth as I was gasping to breathe I could feel more spirits within me Peaceful spirit raising my arms Doing the job I didn't have the strength, for me Like being under water with the air bubbling out I didn't feel compel to shout The Lord calmed me while His spirits took back my soul The grim reaper had to let me go.// My body trembled! Then it quiet down. The air came into my lungs This battle, My ancestral spirits won. I was granted life Now I am right back Awakening people against satanic attack. All Praises due to God This is where my faith is at. In case I lost ya In case this was too much for ya Just try to understand The will to live from whence I came, Beat the devil's game. I am prepared 'cause I know That satan will try again, While you are asleep. []
by
Frank T. Williams

What I really want to say
For some reason I still expect your call Though we haven't talked For a month or two And since my phone's been off I'm no longer Stuck on the thought of you// But you cross my mind everyday I wonder if you think of me… I hope you do// I hate to fall alone Tell me, have I fallen Like a star from heaven As you walked into my life ? How can I harness My passion with words And breathe my soul's desire into a page To express what I really want to say? []

Do you dream of me too?
I'm thinking of you now-a-days Remembering past times, How I felt. How you looked at me, I can still feel the warmth Of your embrace, The tenderness of your smile, The sweetness of your kiss. I sit staring into space Looking at instances I wish I could change: Times I should have given more Than I did, To let you know then How I felt// More than you know I was feeling you, Wanting to be that special one In your thoughts, In your heart-- As you were in mine.// I just couldn't express the depth Of my emotions, How you are everything// I see in my dreams, Which could explain Why I never wake up, To hold on to you Now in the harsh reality, Which is life, I am wide-awake, And my comfort Is dreaming of you And I wonder, Do you dream of me too? []

What shall I tell Them?
In my present state I look ahead, What will I tell my seed? Of their father's adventures, What I have seen, People I've met? Telling them of the twists And turns life's roads Have taken me on, The nights and days I've spent in the field, Doing things I've seen in movies, Finding myself in foreign lands, In grimy situations, Doing complicated tasks, Surviving what I never imagined, Telling them of life Like my father told me, He gave me pearls Which resonate in my heart, His wisdom resounding in my mind Guiding me as I live, What will my children take From the plate I feed them Hopefully the best, I can only lead them They have to do the rest, Teach them with love And pray that god bless. []
Three poems
by
Aaron A.
A US Marine

-First Kiss-
Your arms, your lips
Embraced me in the eye
Of a raging storm,
And all the asphalt,
Painted lines
And cars
And sky
And prying eyes
And earth
And clouds dropped away
Beneath our feet.
It fell away
And only we remained—your lips on mine
Tongues intertwined, our bodies fused
Like molten ore,
We whirled
We soared
To the end of a boundless universe
Of twinkling diamond stars.
I lost my soul as we returned.
It became ensnared
Somewhere in Saturn’s tangled rings.
Or blew away with howling winds
On one of Jupiter’s lonely moons.
I would throw it away
A hundred times
If you, magician,
Could conjure that moment
Just once again.
_________
by
Angela  
7/9/01

_________

Piracy
You want love To come too easily/ You want it to purify your selfishness/ To validate your beauty/ To bury your loneliness You claim you want that man so badly/ But only having him is your ruthless goal/ You preach your devotion to him/ When it's only that ideal you're devoted to You call out to him over and over/ In your quiet desperation You do not hear the silence, the emptiness/ Your ears are too full of pity/ You want him to choose you freely/ But only a slave can serve your free will Your boat now languishes on its solitary sea It will never accept his passage/ It floats on your absorbed alienation /It cries out to be rescued/ But even Narcissus knows/ Being saved doesn't make you a martyr/ Being mawkish doesn't make you a saint/ Being indignant doesn't mean you are proven worthy /You may want it all By stealing him from himself/ Now see your true reflection/ Look back at the bridge you burned You are not a lover. /You are a thief with the face of a beggar.
Anna