Love Reallytionship

Love Reallytionship

Love, really,

What do you call me?

Do you think of me as the only one meant to be,

Meant to see, meant to feed?

Do you put a life on me,

In me, peacefully?

Do you want to feel me,

Hold me, touch me?

Do you want to see me,

Sense you, forever and true?

Do you want me to give you,

The moon and stars,

So that you can give me the sun and what is afar?

Do you want to know how it feels,

To want to sink to your heels,

To sing for me, a song so real?

Do you want to take a journey to the mountains,

To be my eternal fountain?

To know that I have no doubt that,

You could be there, would be there for me?

Do you want to share my dreams, my passion, my scene,

And all that comes between?

Do you want me now,

But need me later,

Need me to cater,

Want me to savor those words?

Because if I know this is true,

And your presence is now,

That can keep these wandering eyes,

From being spies and keep me looking at you,

Then these words are for you,

I love you.

Wherefore Art Thou Alcohol?

Wherefore art thou Alcohol?

Alcohol, no Gin, that is what I'll call you,

Have you ever had a girlfriend?

Have you ever took a spin, in that new Mazaradi

Or do you just like to mess up everybody.

Do you like juice like Snoop Dogg says?

Or do you just like to put people in bed?

Whatever the case, I can feel you in my head,

The night turned into morning, but you won't let me out of bed.

Unseen But Willing

Unseen but Willing

Time, what is it?

It doesn't separate God from me,

It will never be the end of me,

Time is what has kept you to me.

Love is timeless,

Mine is fineness,

I don't need to rhyme,

To tell you that your victory is also mine.

You are everything your name tells me you are,

Great, for in the presence of the Lord, you are the purest star.

Ready, for you are always prepared to be a vessel for the spirit,

Able, for you have instilled in the people that have come after you, your confidence in the Lord.

I Cannot name the rest,

You are the reason, God is by me when I rest.

Through you and your Enormous faith,

I can see that we all have the victory,

I Love You, Grandma.

The Man In The Tree

The Man in the Tree

One day, a weary traveler was walking when he spotted some fruit nearby,

This luscious wholesome treasure of the trees caught his eye.

This the tree, he climbed up,

But eventually was caught, his foot stuck.

He tried very hard to free himself,

But found his only hope was to yell for help.

So he roared a great rescue song,

Until the shadow of another came along.

This was a towering presence that was of the tallest of men,

The traveler noticed him as fame was held by his big, athletic hands.

His skin was the black deepness of an enigmatic existence,

He emmited a glare that pierced another's stare.

Opposing as he was, it was rumored he was humble,

By his boasts in town and many grumbles.

So the wanderer decided to take a chance,

And ask the 6'4, 255 pounder if he would lend a hand.

The man merely looked at the wanderer with such superiority, it filled him with rage and indignation,

He couldn't help, but frown, desperately wanting liberation.

The man continued along his path without another glance,

The traveler yelled help, making the man stop, still free of a stance.

He kept his back turned and said,

"I don't have time"

He continued on, guilt free and perfectly fine.

So now the traveler hung there, furious with a vicious sweat,

His pores undone, his face was unkempt.

He continued his cries for help in desperation,

In hopes that someone would heed him and deliver liberation.

Then came another, not as tall as the man before, but bigger,

Braids resided in his hair and his body was built much thicker.

His skin was a light tint,

That suggested a bond of friendship.

The wanderer thought

For sure he will help me down

So he asked the man for help, his cry rather loud.

The second man looked at him thoughtfully and decided to help,

However as soon as he was by the man, a small band of people came, asking of his health.

He told them that he was fine and asked of their activity,

They responded,

"We are going to a laborious event, care to join our activity".

The man, overjoyed by the offer left the traveler to hang,

He looked back, said, "sorry" and hoped that the traveler would be alive when he came back again.

Then there came two men of completely different tones,

Deciding that he had no options, he asked the men for their help, feeling very alone.

The men merely looked and burst out with malevolent cackles,

Laughter of inconsideration, they placed the wanderer in mental shackles.

They continued on their way,

Mocking the man and calling him all sorts of names.

So the traveler yelled help for a long time,

But no one persisted to lend him their time.

"There is no one in this world who cares, they would kill their own mother before helping me out of this affair".

The sunset distinguished the sun, and the moon was present,

The man gave up feeling abandoned in the cruel fluorescence.

Then a voice said,

"Don't give up, I'll help you out of your rotten luck".

The wanderer looked up to see a glowing figure in a white cloak,

His brilliance was incomprehensible to that of most.

As the wanderer was being helped down he asked the figure,

"Who are you"?

The figure looked at the wanderer solemnly and responded,

"I am truth".

"I am taller than the tallest trees,

Under me nature bows to it's knees".

The wanderer blinked his eyes, opened them, and threw a questioning glance as the figure responded with a nod,

"Yes my son, I am a messenger of God".

"Now you know my name, let me tell you the ways,

Of your world today.

The towering man is the man of pure flesh,

He cares about none and values only the best.

He is men's growing vainness,

As soon as he thinks he attributes power he abuses another's weakness.

No matter how tall or strong he is, always remember that you are stronger and taller".

"The second man, values the popularity of many over the possibility of one,

His mind is so weak, he can't see the value of one friend and then he ends up with none.

The one who was brought up to establish relationship no matter what, even if it means abandoning the one who needs him the most is the weakest being in the world".

"And the last two are the ignorance of people,

They would rather take joy at another's expense than to help their fellow people.

Their weakness is one of pure idiocrisy,

Their views are pure hypocrisy.

These people are evil, these people are beasts,

Seen among schools and in the streets.

But do not let such beings bring you down,

For if you shine your light, I will always be around.

I am your mother, your father, your confidant and best friend,

I will see that you are well kept in the very end".

In saying this, the glowing figure faded into the light of a new day,

The man felt his eyes twinkle in twilight, as he started on his way.

By Stephen Webb

Mine

Mine

He has been working,

Working in this mine,

For a long time.

Teeth platinum,

Rings in his ears,

Showing out as if he didn't care.

Teachers lie, while the babies are crying,

They can hear the minor prying.

He is sick of life, sick of trying,

As an old man sits on a bench sighing.

He figures he'll dig himself to hell,

But can't figure out if he'll live long enough to tell.

He digs deeper, trying to see a light,

A light with a chance to fight.

Fight poverty and sickness,

Try to strive, try for repentence.

Among his peers, he kept on because he knew it was near.

And his day did come,

His shovel hit the dirt with a thud.

"It's over,"

He said, seeing the results of his labor,

At his side rested gold and silver.

By Stephen Webb

Leaving Life

Leaving Life

No, I'm not dying, but I must leave you Life,

I spent so much of my time with you in a corner.

A corner that you wouldn't let joy enter,

A corner because you wanted me all to yourself.

You wanted me all on my lonesome,

You did not want me to fly.

You cut off my wings and tried to desert me,

But now that you have left me,

I have to say that there is no other reason for me to stay.

I must go to where I belong.

Good Humanity

Good Humanity

Allow yourself to span your mind,

Open up like a graceful lark.

See yourself in the mirror,

Not to perceive self-doubt,

Instead, I pray you behold beauty.

I pray you hold yourself above high,

But do not fall as Icarus.

I believe you may hold purity inside,

Don't withdraw it, don't withhold what needs to live.

If torment shall be felt, it shall be by me,

I will shed the pain that you should never see.

Give me your shoulder give me your stress,

Give me your troubles, I can handle the rest.

Understand that I just want you to be happy,

My gestures aren't kindness, just good humanity.