YOUR LOVE

I will always remember your love though.

Your love was like,
a painted picture of a boat,
flowing up and down a stream,
alluring I into your relaxation of water.

All of a sudden,
while in a sloshing, serenity moment,
your love captured me like a twinkle of a star,
reflecting from the motion of the water.

For in both our eyes,
ooh, what a flicker from that moment,
to this one,
is where the sadness came into play.

For it was your hidden broken self,
you began to display to me,
your pain,
over and over again, my dear.

Your trivial antics pulled your love away from me,
while altering the state of your true well being,
when I first met you,
wow, your love.

Your views were so dynamic,
so I thought back then,
I will always remember your love though.

Your love.

A STORY OF THE ISM

(Written with (Truth, Peace, Love and Understanding God Bless us All!)

We are in a world full of the ism.
We the people being led by a hypnotist of this hypnotism.
We are forged to forget being lost of a past and present prism,
We the people suffer and continuously are looking for escapism.

We need to get away from the altered deep state of criticism.
We the people are being harmed by acts of recidivism.
Although the escapism is not to be locked inside the deep of a mindset,
for us not to see is stigmatism, trying to captivate us all with the acceptance of pauperism.

To think, the only way to survive the ism is to live by a rule to join into the
capitalism or just to accept the way of socialism, stop all the radicalism,
for this is not a way for, showing proper symbolism cultivating life without
war.

Leave it to the politicians,
to eradicate a system not truly meant to be helpful for anyone, anyway, anyhow, its unrealism, dictating by way of blaming their own journalism,
for what the mindblowers have already done. Designed only just to keep all
people down and against each other with racism. This is really sadism, what
is needed is a baptism, along with a cleansing through an exorcism.

In a world full of shady nepotism, we need a new mechanism, to let go and let God to get us out of this unsavory scum. Treating many a women second class terribly with sexism. For the everyday average people, listen, God created us in the realism, to be thankful, grateful, also honorable, and to give by showing appreciation without skepticism. With God all is possible for it is always optimism, not pessimism and God will be done with all this
satanism on the run.

In a day and time where a lot of the world seems to be focusing on materialism, whereas for the greedy of this behaviorism, they do not even
care about the truth of what is right, they call it criticism, nor what is so the usual norm to them cynicism, is to be the leaders of their own game of narcissism. For they have a joy of playing and displaying all the cruelty they put on this land, so we won’t walk hand in hand, no love just haterism to us humans.

God Bless us all! With love. Savor your love, faith, hope and belief to our Most Highest (God) to protect us keep us all with his Mercy and Grace bestowed and thou will be done with all this satanism on the run.
A STORY OF THE ISM

(Written with (Truth, Peace, Love and Understanding God Bless us All!)


A STORY OF THE ISM
©ChelleythePoetess 4/2020


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SHE WAS SUN

Naturally delivers a ray of Hope

She was Sun,
She sets by a ray of light,
Whilst going down, coordinating color,
She would rise by light of day to brighten it,
She was Sun,
She glares through the internal focal window.

She was Sun,
She awakens the sky of heavenly light,
When raising up, she comes to enlighten the day,
She endures thee darkness to bring light,
She was Sun,
Shining brightly, like an always lit lantern.

She was Sun,
She sustains the sky, for it’s never ending gleam,
Ultimately she extends sovereignty inside a moment feel,
She allows more light to lift internal spirit,
She was Sun,
Energizing the nature of well being

She was Sun,
She fulfills a sight unseen to be seen,
Whenever she glows up, many winter’s relief prevail,
She shines the electrical firework spark, setting off light,
She was Sun,
Storms come to an ending at this time.

She was Sun,
She evens the blinding sands upon plains,
Always ready to brighten, for what is next she has in store,
She prospers from a healing of health and nature,
She was Sun,
Seasons change, equating a change to nurture.

She was Sun,
She radiates power with emergence,
Always able to melt the freeze of shivers,
She turns up light into a new morning day,
She was Sun,
Naturally delivers a ray of Hope.

She was Sun.

A LOVE SO RELENTLESS

They had a love so relentless.

They had a love so relentless, nothing could sway the beauty of their heaven. The love they shared was always full of nature and emotion. The palpitations of the water beating upon the border rocks of the coastline. The coastline of nature is what brought them together to each other’s heart. For they had a love so relentless.

The fog clouded the force of negativity for their love to outweigh it. Through a sweet smell of pine extracted from a tree nearby. A wispy wind of air blew inside their chests, emerging and igniting a powerful feeling of euphoria. They looked to the sky and sparks began to fly between them. For they had a love so relentless.

The clouds gave way for the sun to shine into their happy space. Their smiles began to share between them with the show of a rainbow. A sheet of rain started to fall upon their heads with a soothing and vibrant calming. They stared deeply at one another with wet faces and teeth showing. For
they had a love so relentless.

They climbed to a mountain top to look at the view. The day was pleasing to them once they got to the top of the mountain. The air became thinner so they had to breathe from each other’s breath. They relaxed and held hands the duration. The electricity surged between them now creating power. For
they had a love so relentless.

A MAN NAMED SICK ©

I knew this man

I knew this man named Sick,
The way he talked and the way he walked,
I knew he was slick,
He told me he was sharp on his game,
I told him truth would be his claim to fame.

Sick said he didn’t have to play by the rules,
I told Sick, he could end up in all the wrong schools,
Sick said, I am too damn overtly clever,
I said Sick, you are headed to that place called never,
Sick spoke about all he would do not to get to that place ever.

I told Sick to rethink his thoughts and change his ways,
Sick said, why should I? I’ve been doing this all my days,
I said, I don’t care what you do,
I’m giving you advice, just to help save yourself from you.

Sick just laughed at me and said, listen woman you can’t tell me nothing
that’s already embedded in my head,
I told Sick, you are so animated, inadequate, ignorant and not well read,
For the consequences of your lesser deeds of what you portray are gonna get you busted all upside your head.

I felt in my gut, this would be the last time I would ever see Sick again,
Knowing him from childhood and the neighborhood, he had become sin,
Moving forward from our conversation that day, I felt a need to pray,
For I knew Sick would not live a long life doing things in his way.

My day was done, so I decided to watch the six o’clock news, to my dismay,
The news struck my nerve about the conversation I had with Sick that day,
The reporter said, a young man was struck down by three bullets to the head,
News traveled fast from the neighbors, saying it was someone from our neighborhood, which was called and known as The Shred.

Sitting still I gazed at the television thinking about my premonition,
I was hoping it wasn’t the person whom I had envisioned,
Sick was the first person who came to my mind.
I said, Oh Lord, please no more death at this time.

Following my first mind, I rushed to the hospital to see if it was Sick,
The doctor asked me if I could and would identify this man,
I said I know this man and yes I can,
I told the doctor we all called him Sick but his true birth name was Rick.

The doctor continued with the scenario of what his gunshot wounds were,
The doctor also told of Sick’s last words of what the strife Sick had incurred,
At this time all the doctors gathered around me, while one told me he held on to his life as long as he could
for there was nothing else they could do or would,

Another doctor said, Sick was screaming and shouting for us to save his life,
He asked this particular doctor to call the woman who gave him the best advice.

RIP SICK.

I ALWAYS CAME TO SHARE

I Always Came To Share

You felt so alone I had to wonder why
I thought to myself how could this be
I rose to the occasion to show you how to smile again
Showing love for you as God had given to me

You would always appear to me to be disappointed
Fighting many of the  demons of your past
This is why God had placed me into your life to begin
All you did was complain, yell and scream to no end

When you were down in your life I always came to share
Therefore you thought you knew that I would always be there

You had to know I was a blessing sent to you with two doves
God’s message to me was to show you again how to love
You did not think for one moment what was sent to you
For playing with your demons was all you knew

Now you’re lonely, bitter, evil and even hateful too
Casting stones for no reason to make you feel good
To no avail will you ever get what you may want out of life
Just for that selfish personality called misunderstood

Excuse after excuse will  never get you nowhere
Making haste out of waste is also just as bad
Had you realized what you had from the very start
You could have had a beautiful love, oh what an art

One should never take a true love given for granted
Thinking you must prove an upper hand
For in this life promises get broken each and everyday
So you must understand that life can deal you a bad hand

Mending  your wicked ways is always best for you
If life lessons hasn’t shown you this as of yet
All you must do to make a better way in your heart is:
You must redeem the evil behavior that you invest

When you were down in your life, I always came to share
Therefore you thought you knew that I would always be there
You must show appreciation, in return for the best love of all
If not, well then obviously this is not your call

I Always Came To Share

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©I Always Came To Share
by Chelley 11-2016

 

 

 

A Nature Course

A Nature Course

Like the sparkle of spring water
Like the ray of sun
Like the motion of the ocean
Like the whistle of wind
Like the gusting of sand
Like the smell of air
Like the wet of rain
Like the creatures of nature
Like the beauty of flower
Like it all for nature is on a steady course

Taste of spring water
Energy of sun
Coolness of ocean
Sound of wind
Color of sand
Crisp of air
Moisture of rain
Creatures of  land
Bloom of flower
Nature is on a changing course

Liquidity in spring water dried
UV  in sun burned
Force in oceans flooding
Chill in winds freezing
Grit in sand stormed
Breath of air polluted
Rise of rain drowning
Bud of flower wilted
Creatures of nature demise
Nature took a turn for the worse of course

A Nature Course

nature impact

© A Nature Course by Chelley 2016