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POEM OF THE WEEK - A fresh start

Published:Sunday | January 13, 2013 | 12:00 AM
  • POEM OF THE WEEK¬† - A fresh start

Don't cry anymore, though it burns your heart sore.

Kiss away the broken pieces of the shattered past.

Make way for a new, a fresh start.

Fold your fist at the crooked lies,

And blow away their cunning existence.

Trample upon the curses that reign

In the veins of your generation.

Wave an angry red flag to the cycle of depression,

Enough is enough, it's enough, it's too much.

It's time for a new, a fresh start.

Pack your bags, lay disappointment to rest

And close the pages of your saddened memories.

Walk with me, thus saith the Lord,

It's time, it is time, my daughter, my son

That time has come for a new, a fresh start.

- Daron Chosen Smith

  • I have to let it show -For Monique

When you first came here, I didn't feel this way about you.

But as the weeks went by, my feelings for you began to change.

The face that meant so little to me before, now excites my heart.

A love that wasn't there from the start is quickly growing.

My conscience tells me that it's wrong to want your love.

But my emotion is stronger than my desire to do the right thing.

And if it's a sin to love you, then I'll face the consequence.

For your love is worth any price that I may have to pay.

In the late hours of the morn, I watch and wait impatiently.

And I anticipate your lovely figure walking through the door.

To admire you and listen to your voice keeps me happy all day.

I can't go on without telling you what you mean to me.

I try to convince myself that I don't want to get too close to you.

But my heart just won't accept anything less than your love.

Sweetheart, what do I have to do to make you mine?

I've been hoping to meet a girl like you for such a long time.

It would hurt my feelings if you say your love is not for me.

Do you wish for my love as much as I yearn to have you?

My heart has a strange love for you and I have to let it show.

I want to know how it feels to be wrapped in your arms.

Let me look deep in your eyes and tell you what I'm thinking.

Honestly, I didn't plan for any of this to happen, it just did.

I wasn't careful enough to avoid falling in love with you.

And I'm enslaved by an attraction for you that won't go away.

- Marlon Pitter

  • Sing

Sing morning,

With the silent throngs of hopping


Sing hope, with the watery maze of

Throbbing beauty

Sing life

With roses softly fluttering high

Sing peace,

With the flickering fabric of the dawn

Sing joy

With triumphant screeches on each wing

Sing glory

With the sunrise, roundly breathing


- Homer Sylvester

  • For the New Year

For the New Year

I wish that you will see

For the New Year

I wish that you will open up to me

For the New Year

I'm asking you please

Show me

Let me in

I'm on my knees

To know you fully

Is my plea

Unlock the chains

To your heart

So it feels

Take my hand

And let us be


For the New Year

It's just you and me

- Theresa Peters

  • An innocent child

Luminous brown eyes gazed in wonder at a world into which he was thrust,

A clean slate into whose margins the cruel fingers of time have scribbled fiendish thoughts,

A mind devoid of positive imagery, but fed with a diet of anarchy and skulduggery.

"Where is the wonder of his world?"

A warped mind displays a bad attitude, wreaking havoc of unimaginable magnitude,

"Oh God! Where is the child who was born to be meek and mild?"

He is sucked into a vortex which is wicked and wild.

"Society, cut him some slack; you tutored and groomed the ultimate brat,

And now you have turned your collective back!"

- Jennifer Eliz Edwards

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