I love life, I love people and I love the rain
I am here to write and share my love with only one...for he walks in the rain with me, holding my hand tightly.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QbBCUbt_DO4&feature=related
Why in this world is there worry and strife?
Why do others never pay attention?
What does it take to get a bit of peace and quiet?
From those who hunger from cupboards bare.
At the drop of a hat, or the call of a word
They expect all to be released
Look for something they desire, need or greed for
With expectations of reward forthcoming
Do they not realise that another heart looks on
Do they understand the hurt caused or even care?
By observations and clear understanding
They know not of what they do.
Time now my friends, to wake up and smell the bacon
Your feeble attempts have all gone sour
Your plate still lies empty
And will remain so.
Take your feet and wander farther afield
For the one you tread now is empty of return
Harvest time has come and gone
No more feeding from the furrows of your wants
Respect those with the respect you would expect
Give honour to those who stay behind the fence
But protects from afar a heart that has nothing more to offer
For the fear of further demands has enraged a quiet soul
One who stands for all that is right and true
One who will show nothing but courage, commitment and truth?
One who will not remain silent of words any longer?
Listen now, to a heart that is asking for understanding.
I am here to write and share my love with only one...for he walks in the rain with me, holding my hand tightly.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QbBCUbt_DO4&feature=related
Why in this world is there worry and strife?
Why do others never pay attention?
What does it take to get a bit of peace and quiet?
From those who hunger from cupboards bare.
At the drop of a hat, or the call of a word
They expect all to be released
Look for something they desire, need or greed for
With expectations of reward forthcoming
Do they not realise that another heart looks on
Do they understand the hurt caused or even care?
By observations and clear understanding
They know not of what they do.
Time now my friends, to wake up and smell the bacon
Your feeble attempts have all gone sour
Your plate still lies empty
And will remain so.
Take your feet and wander farther afield
For the one you tread now is empty of return
Harvest time has come and gone
No more feeding from the furrows of your wants
Respect those with the respect you would expect
Give honour to those who stay behind the fence
But protects from afar a heart that has nothing more to offer
For the fear of further demands has enraged a quiet soul
One who stands for all that is right and true
One who will show nothing but courage, commitment and truth?
One who will not remain silent of words any longer?
Listen now, to a heart that is asking for understanding.
- Last seen on Oct 31 9:15 PM. Member since June 19.
- I'm a obsidian idea poet for 563 comments.
- My mood is
, and quote is "live each day as though it was your last". - I have 563 comments, 1 contest
