I once knew a señorita named Becky Llena de aceite Llegaba toda nice Pero todo le resbalaba Cause Becky was nice Pero con corazón de León Always looking to make things right Becky will go a long way in life nathanB. © 2018 Image Credit: HERE Follow My Social Media Accounts: Instagram: @nathanbpoetry Facebook: @nathanbpoetry Twitter: @nathanbpoetry Tumblr: @nathanbpoetry Buy […]
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I usually do not write on my blog other than share my poems in times of inspiration no matter what I may be feeling at that precise moment. My blog as well as poetry has been therapy to me in order to express my most inner feelings. I am blessed to have each of you […]
How was your New Year’s Eve? Was it wild and crazy? Chock full of bubbly, a fancy new dress, and wee-morning-hour bedtimes? Or was it far more tame? Spent at home in sweatpants, with your husband/boyfriend/kids/cats, and perhaps with a few plastic delivery containers of Pad Thai and pork dumplings? …
I hope she has the chance.
To tell you how she feels.
I hope she has the power.
To lead you from the glass.
I hope she has the strength.
To stay when you get rough.
I hope, I hope, I hope it.
(While I pray for another chance)
I wish your face lights up.
When she enters your sight.
I wish that she is used to life.
With your hand in the cookie jar.
I wish that she finds kindness.
When you stray another time.
I wish, I wish, I wish it all.
I can assure you that there is nothing material that can make your life exciting when you suddenly miss something that didn’t give you a chance to prepare yourself in a slow process when you suddenly miss someone who you care for the most.
Sitting on my bed… TV, cell phone, and laptop are some of the electronics I normally turned off at night before falling asleep. This time none of these matters, because all I know is that I miss someone like you.
Someone who normally brought tears to my eyes not of sadness but tears of laughter we have for simple things we love.
A simple joy of just having someone by your side each time the darkness arrived. I hate feeling alone each time I hear our favorite love songs.
I am totally lost without you but there is nothing I can do because GOD knows what is the best for you and because I love you I learned how to let you go even if my heart belongs to you.
It’s ironic to fall in love with a mask
It’s strange to fall in love with a stranger
I don’t think if you will understand
the passion which grow deep in my heart
My mind keeps warning me to keep away
But my stubborn heart loves the pain
So many decisions to make
but that will be the hardest that I’m afraid to regret
So, it is ironic to fall in love with a mask
but I realize that I can’t stop falling in love with a mask
I am a man who has seen people of the world, people of all color, creed, class, age, sex and nationality, and the only thing different about us is our vision of peace.
Everyone struggles through life….For some its hunger, for some its poverty, and for some its politics, but no matter what it is they all agreed on one thing, we need to listen and understand each other before we can help each other.
If this is done the world would be just fine…Our personal views make us see things differently, that’s how we start hating and having enemies. It takes a brave person to face an enemy head on. It takes a strong person to fight an enemy until their point is valid to the enemy.
But a person armed with love, open ears and a true sense of peace can change the darkest of enemies given the chance.
