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/&gt;If I compared that to her wondrous beauty..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-9017903842101993076?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Busied ourselves so as to avoid its calls&lt;br /&gt;
Refused ourselves time to think or feel&lt;br /&gt;
And tried to starve and famish it completely&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
But it cries to be spoken out and acknowledged&lt;br /&gt;
If for nothing else for the beauty of its promise&lt;br /&gt;
For the sweet chiming bells it rings in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;
And for the joy it spreads when our inhibitions lift&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shall we yield to this voice in our hearts?&lt;br /&gt;
Tear down this high walls we have built around us&lt;br /&gt;
Allow ourselves to express this longing in our soul&lt;br /&gt;
And in expressing it set ourselves free forever&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Free to bravely explore what may become of us&lt;br /&gt;
When fear falls and hope sets us lifting on its wings&lt;br /&gt;
When everything is possible and our path a common one&lt;br /&gt;
Facing the future together, hand in hand standing tall&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;...this poem is poem under construction..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Then he was jolted by a force of a
thousand waterfalls&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
He trembled as he saw the roof of
darkness fall&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
Rushing light fell all around him,
spreading fast to settle&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
Let there be light, someone had let
there be  light!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
And light brilliantly shone over his
cupped face&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
His hands wet with tears, forgetful of
himself like a child&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
The brightness of the light was visible
under his closed eyes&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
Shaken, he dared not open his eyes; he
wanted to but would not 
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
There was absolute quietness, even his
heartbeat was muffled&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
His mind was blank, clean like a book
of plain empty pages&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
There was no thought in mind, there was
not one&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
He waited for one, but none came, not
even one&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
There was not a pattern formed in his
mind&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
Images floated in his head making his
heart flutter&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
Then warmth, warm enough to dry his
falling tears&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
He opened his eyes again, to see trees
swaying in the wind&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;
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Build high walls all around that I cant climb back in&lt;br /&gt;
Strip me of all I own and give me a villain's send-off&lt;br /&gt;
But grant me one wish, let her face be the last one I see&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let my memory of this city fade away&lt;br /&gt;
That I have to ask for directions on every street corner&lt;br /&gt;
Let me get lost a trillion times if I may every day&lt;br /&gt;
But may I never lose this sweet memory of her smile&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For even when I wonder through the streets lost&lt;br /&gt;
Stand at the crossroads not knowing which way to turn&lt;br /&gt;
When in my mind I see her face, all the burden I carry fall&lt;br /&gt;
And joy bubbles up inside me lifting my spirit up&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She frees me from all the worlds cares&lt;br /&gt;
Unclenches me from the gripping holds of fears&lt;br /&gt;
One look at her and I am so full of life again&lt;br /&gt;
She with her bright spark reignites my dimming light&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For Paula, my pal who smiled at me and just made my afternoon&lt;br /&gt;
the other day.This is not an attempt to thank you, ...for it is impossible&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;to thank you enough. But I acknowledge you ;-).&lt;br /&gt;
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Here where disappointment has visited and left its marks&lt;br /&gt;
Where pain has cut so deep leaving behind deep scars&lt;br /&gt;
where will has been so severely tested and faith almost lost&lt;br /&gt;
Here, even here, in the ashes lingers the inextinguishable rays of hope&lt;/div&gt;
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Good for her to show ambition I be telling him&lt;br /&gt;
But hers is a desire of the moth for the star&lt;br /&gt;
Shelley called it the devotions of something afar&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Or am I gonna make her dream come true?&lt;br /&gt;
Abandon myself and allow her come to my rescue&lt;br /&gt;
If my brother is right then for her I really wish I could&lt;br /&gt;
For her happiness not for me won't that be good?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I can't, not for her but for another I could&lt;br /&gt;
And I should... I will; I will when time is good&lt;br /&gt;
When I have talked to my girls..&lt;br /&gt;
I got gals? Good gals, hows that for honesty!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So she likes me my brother be telling me?&lt;br /&gt;
She is merely making numbers I tell him.......&lt;br /&gt;
He laughs..&lt;br /&gt;
And before he stops I look at him and I too start &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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There you and I sat thousands of hours ago&lt;br /&gt;
I want to forget and think of the one I am now with&lt;br /&gt;
But helpless I watch the past and the present collide to battle&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On these very selfsame streets where we walked hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;
Our footprints close to each other are buried under layers of time I think&lt;br /&gt;
And as we walk with the one I am with I have you in my mind&lt;br /&gt;
Time has passed but in my mind memories tower over the reality&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My heart leaps when I hear Jennifer Hudson's song you used to like&lt;br /&gt;
The one I am with sings along and arouses burning jealousy in me..&lt;br /&gt;
I cannot pretend, my heart is beating to another say in a different year&lt;br /&gt;
The one I am with tries but cannot understand me, how could she?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She loves me she tells me and I love her........ I think&lt;br /&gt;
But she can see right through the lie that is us I hope, I really hope.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sitting right here by my side( and always)&lt;br /&gt;
Quietly even without uttering a word&lt;br /&gt;
Still unending joy would pour forth&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Were I to see you now&lt;br /&gt;
Coming to me even though for a while&lt;br /&gt;
Though you'd soon be gone&lt;br /&gt;
Still you'd leave me with a delightful smile&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Were you to talk to me now&lt;br /&gt;
Or any time day or night&lt;br /&gt;
And just say as little as just hello&lt;br /&gt;
Still your words would be of much comfort&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And were I to make one wish; one prayer&lt;br /&gt;
It would be of us together, forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-3212308280781283067?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A spark ignites warming and lighting her face&lt;br /&gt;
And I behold in awe the most beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;
A smile that pushes all emotions off its way &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And that warmth catches on me&lt;br /&gt;
I forget all else and on her I'm transfixed&lt;br /&gt;
She conjures up a smile in me&lt;br /&gt;
I am under her spell it seems&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Her warmth, comforting warmth beckon me &lt;br /&gt;
My guard is broken, all laws I know crumble &lt;br /&gt;
My mind becomes ungovernable&lt;br /&gt;
My heart is set, My mind obey only one will&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To be near her forever&lt;br /&gt;
To hold her hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;
Never to close my eyes ever&lt;br /&gt;
As I admire my beautiful mortal angel&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
That alone, nothing more, is i want&lt;br /&gt;
Its all I can ever want&lt;br /&gt;
If I will labour to have her for keeps&lt;br /&gt;
Then, undoubtedly, I foresee my labour being so sweet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-601117381045121193?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A flowing flood of darkness chases the fleeing light&lt;br /&gt;
Light like a coward retreats without a fight&lt;br /&gt;
All its energies spent its brightness fast fades out&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Night which can utter no word announces itself to millions&lt;br /&gt;
Spreading itself and covering everything under its dark veil&lt;br /&gt;
No wick nor floodlights, nothing will keep darkness away&lt;br /&gt;
It must rule the night before morning comes and it’s dethroned&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pity and shame for the sinking sun turns the moon red with anger&lt;br /&gt;
And it steps out to help its bigger and brighter brother illumine the earth&lt;br /&gt;
The stars too refuse to endure watching its kin put to shame&lt;br /&gt;
Out one by one, the little of the family to the biggest they all shine&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Darkness is thwarted in its attempt to entirely rule the earth&lt;br /&gt;
Man, whose walk would have been halted by the flood of darkness&lt;br /&gt;
Stands, stops, and turn his face upwards with a grateful smile&lt;br /&gt;
His words are soft and heartfelt, a cross between poetry and prayer &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His emotions a sighing, a relief, a jubilance…&lt;br /&gt;
A new awareness, a restoration of something which was fast breaking,a mending&lt;br /&gt;
Hope and joy propels his mind, sky by night becomes his fast library&lt;br /&gt;
And he reads captivated by newfound wisdom, almost a new religion&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wisdom is above, God is above, light too mustn’t be hid but put above&lt;br /&gt;
The veil of darkness is shredded by the piercing rays of light, rays of hope&lt;br /&gt;
It will exist, but not triumph, the sky is mans crown, the sun, moon and stars&lt;br /&gt;
And though the crown be so high we forget, it’s still on our heads lighting our path&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-4377029931618204444?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Or when does the future begin?&lt;br /&gt;
Where, who could be sure&lt;br /&gt;
Is the line dividing?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If its not of today dependent&lt;br /&gt;
And its its free of history's influence&lt;br /&gt;
Then my thought of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
Are the most perishable&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dying on the ground they're planted &lt;br /&gt;
Denied a chance to grow&lt;br /&gt;
If its so, and my hope is it isn't &lt;br /&gt;
Then the present is more valuable than gold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now that I can feel my pulse&lt;br /&gt;
Now that I can talk with you&lt;br /&gt;
Now I"ll truly live my life&lt;br /&gt;
Whether in the future I'll belong or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-154189187464992820?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Someone help me count my blessings&lt;br /&gt;
Someone can't they're too many&lt;br /&gt;
Someone needs to call an accounting firm&lt;br /&gt;
Call delloitte and touche&lt;br /&gt;
And call a studio while at it&lt;br /&gt;
Tell them to come take a picture perfect smile&lt;br /&gt;
It won't be here forever&lt;br /&gt;
Or it might, but I won't be here forever&lt;br /&gt;
(touch wood or whatever!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But wait, I don't got time time to wait&lt;br /&gt;
Better yet I don't got time to waste&lt;br /&gt;
You get your cameras out you'll thank me later&lt;br /&gt;
Click with your phones camera you'll get yourself a wallpaper&lt;br /&gt;
And I'll always be there smiling at you, smiling with you&lt;br /&gt;
You can pay the debt by smiling back at me,- won't you?&lt;br /&gt;
But you don't have to, keep the debt to yourself if you want&lt;br /&gt;
Lets create happy memories of this day, lets pack them warm&lt;br /&gt;
And after the cold night comes, they'll still linger on&lt;br /&gt;
They'll be your friend on a hostile day, let us let them&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
See how generous I am, See how freely my happy thoughts I share&lt;br /&gt;
And It's not my birthday, and its not a payday or some happy anniversary&lt;br /&gt;
Yet I feed your memory, let the happy bug spread it'll make no one angry&lt;br /&gt;
Oh and I've remembered this,-.. and I didn't get a kiss from a girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;
(Take that last line one line up it'll make fluid flow)&lt;br /&gt;
See I'm imperfect with these lines and still my joy is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;
The cold is biting outside but it won't soak my lofty spirit&lt;br /&gt;
It's like I've been reading Leo Tolstoy's quote all day like a mantra&lt;br /&gt;
"If you want to be happy, be"&lt;br /&gt;
Why I am I don't know, I don't care, I just am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-2409920246179592089?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What is my cause?&lt;br /&gt;
That you should bring me this far?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O sovereign Lord&lt;br /&gt;
You have shown me much grace&lt;br /&gt;
And let me know your favour&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Is this your usual way of dealing with man?&lt;br /&gt;
What am I that you should consider me?&lt;br /&gt;
That you should care so much for me?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What can I Phat say to You?&lt;br /&gt;
You do things according to your will&lt;br /&gt;
And for the sake of Your word, Your living words&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take my hand when I've fallen and raise me up&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed there is not one like you&lt;br /&gt;
You are the great I AM&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You are unchanging, You are not mere man&lt;br /&gt;
Your words are trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;
And you delight in fulfilling all your promises&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am humbled by you&lt;br /&gt;
And yet I pray&lt;br /&gt;
Walk with me dear Lord&lt;br /&gt;
Shine your light upon my path&lt;br /&gt;
Walk before me making the crooked paths straight&lt;br /&gt;
Hedge me from behind and in front me&lt;br /&gt;
Keep your protection upon me at all times&lt;br /&gt;
Protect me O lord even from myself&lt;br /&gt;
For my heart and thoughts oft lead me astray&lt;br /&gt;
And keep me away from evil and bad gals always&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Have mercy on me do not deal with me as I deserve&lt;br /&gt;
I appeal to your goodness and your Love&lt;br /&gt;
And teach me Father&lt;br /&gt;
To know you so I may learn from you&lt;br /&gt;
That I may be transformed to be more like you&lt;br /&gt;
To love others as I You love me&lt;br /&gt;
I am inherently weak, strengthen me&lt;br /&gt;
My wisdom is folly, Teach me true wisdom&lt;br /&gt;
I plan but I can bring nothing to fruition &lt;br /&gt;
So Bring my plans into being&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Reveal to me your will upon me&lt;br /&gt;
That I may know my true purpose&lt;br /&gt;
That I may live and be according to your will&lt;br /&gt;
Use me through all you have equipped me with&lt;br /&gt;
That I may not feel unworthy among your great creations&lt;br /&gt;
Yet teach me to be humble&lt;br /&gt;
Let your peace be in my heart&lt;br /&gt;
Take away my anxieties and give me your calm&lt;br /&gt;
My faith, my trust in in you&lt;br /&gt;
let it be so, now and hereafter, and forevermore&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First part of the poem adopted from David's Prayer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-3860335039692311309?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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And finds in my element&lt;br /&gt;
whether the cold will sharply bite&lt;br /&gt;
Or the sun will rise to bath us with warm rays&lt;br /&gt;
whatever,I hope it finds me in full flourish&lt;br /&gt;
In faith, in hope, in joy...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My heart pumping with renewed expectations&lt;br /&gt;
My blood warm and flooding my veins&lt;br /&gt;
Unlocking paths to whole new galaxies of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;
Of bright new dreams that will fill my day&lt;br /&gt;
And to fill, to last, embedded in my mind forever&lt;br /&gt;
To inspire me tomorrow and all tomorrows that follow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-273422625073118020?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
In days that are coming &lt;br /&gt;
Whose progress I cannot halt&lt;br /&gt;
Nor their march thwart by heavy arming&lt;br /&gt;
One day is to me truly sworn&lt;br /&gt;
To bring my life to an ending&lt;br /&gt;
Nearer and nearer it footstep draw&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Its oath it has never broken&lt;br /&gt;
For all men born&lt;br /&gt;
It stays faithful to its cause&lt;br /&gt;
So when my life it deems full of term&lt;br /&gt;
Then wherever I'll be&lt;br /&gt;
In the air, land or sea, it shall come&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Its shadow will be felt&lt;br /&gt;
When its heavy darkness engulfs daylight&lt;br /&gt;
I will have left, nay, taken&lt;br /&gt;
And only left behind an extinguished frame&lt;br /&gt;
One more stump&lt;br /&gt;
Where towering life once flourished but death felled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-2050694259382846141?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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At the folding bridge&lt;br /&gt;
Carrying us forever&lt;br /&gt;
To a new unfamiliar world&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here, Soon, before our very eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Our dream will become a reality&lt;br /&gt;
And having dispensed with the past&lt;br /&gt;
We'll embrace a whole new world&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A world of our own creation&lt;br /&gt;
Here, far away from where it all began&lt;br /&gt;
We bravely chose our dream&lt;br /&gt;
Believed even when we had little to go by&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The dust on our feet will wash away&lt;br /&gt;
As we walk on these new grounds&lt;br /&gt;
The old memories too will fall behind&lt;br /&gt;
As we have a feel of this new world&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Like in the past adventures&lt;br /&gt;
It's us, us only for each other&lt;br /&gt;
And God smiling for us from Above&lt;br /&gt;
The bridge tilts! Let embrace, embrace the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-8237806334119908428?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Through the winding way of the skies&lt;br /&gt;
To the other side of the moon and shining stars&lt;br /&gt;
Carry my hope and dreams with you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When you stand dwarfed by Mercury, Venus, Mars..&lt;br /&gt;
Watching the flaming meteorites zoom past the dark holes&lt;br /&gt;
Feeling alive there where you truly belonged&lt;br /&gt;
Keep too the memories we created here on earth&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Then even when my aching soul longs for you&lt;br /&gt;
For that touch of tenderness of your human-angel hands&lt;br /&gt;
My hopes in your bosom, my dreams breathing truly&lt;br /&gt;
I will upon waking from this sleep see that beauty as you do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I will see with your eyes, and smell what you smell&lt;br /&gt;
The beauty of the world without&lt;br /&gt;
The smell of things heavenly&lt;br /&gt;
What no eye has seen except of the one who first created&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Have no fear, shed no tear&lt;br /&gt;
I will live freely only if I let you leave&lt;br /&gt;
And as it has been, our lives in each others hands&lt;br /&gt;
So shall it ever be, lets let it be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Let your body lift and float above&lt;br /&gt;
Your shadow shielding me, always comforting me..&lt;br /&gt;
Towards heavens, towards object of light my eyes ain't seen&lt;br /&gt;
Lifting and lifting I will be with you as we move towards oneness.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HA_JC3PXMKE/TgyOXYjl9NI/AAAAAAAAANk/Qal4yfKtXW4/s1600/spacecraft.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" width="259" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HA_JC3PXMKE/TgyOXYjl9NI/AAAAAAAAANk/Qal4yfKtXW4/s320/spacecraft.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-7125982088214073779?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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These shoes are killing my feet&lt;br /&gt;
Can't wait to put this bag down&lt;br /&gt;
Remove my shoes &amp;sock and let my feet breathe&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wouldn't I kill for a cool glass of Pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;
Trade all I own for Shower and a massage?&lt;br /&gt;
And sleep, sweet sleep, healing sleep!&lt;br /&gt;
If I could have all that now, now, now!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My girl is waiting for my call&lt;br /&gt;
Kinda makes me wish I'd never promised I'd call&lt;br /&gt;
There is a mountain of work tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
My best years I'm selling off for hard cash&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ain't that cause for little sorrow&lt;br /&gt;
Oh how human have I truly turned?&lt;br /&gt;
Wishing for, wishing for..&lt;br /&gt;
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Broken down out like a million fine particles of dust&lt;br /&gt;
My boot-prints blown&lt;br /&gt;
The sand keeps no memory of where my feet stepped last&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today I've left the gravel path&lt;br /&gt;
And now I walk down this rich red carpet&lt;br /&gt;
It too I'll leave behind&lt;br /&gt;
Not my footprint though, here too they can not last&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My fingers prints are everywhere too&lt;br /&gt;
On that warm coffee cup I tightly clasped&lt;br /&gt;
On the mouse at the cyber too&lt;br /&gt;
They too won't last ain't that so sad?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My old friends have forgotten my number&lt;br /&gt;
Tomorrow they'll struggle to remember my face&lt;br /&gt;
That will not matter much I'm making new ones&lt;br /&gt;
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2. Intellectual conversations.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Getting a favour i don't deserve&lt;br /&gt;
4. Reading Malcom Gladwells books.&lt;br /&gt;
5. God's sense of Humour when talking back to Job&lt;br /&gt;
6. Seeing the sun set in quiet countryside.&lt;br /&gt;
7. Sitting on a river bank listening to the waters flow.&lt;br /&gt;
8. A waterfall, even the sound of it.&lt;br /&gt;
9. The crushing occean waves at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;
10. Crisp notes popping out of Atm machine.&lt;br /&gt;
11. Writing a cheque.&lt;br /&gt;
12. A nice warm hug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
13. Coffee, the smell of it...&lt;br /&gt;
14. A bar of chocolate all for myself.&lt;br /&gt;
15. Going on a trip with pals.&lt;br /&gt;
16. Beholding the million stars light the skies&lt;br /&gt;
17. Full moon on a cloudless sky.&lt;br /&gt;
18. Making a meal for 2.&lt;br /&gt;
19. New pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;
20. Completing a difficult poem.&lt;br /&gt;
21. When you tell me I'm smart...(call me and tell me now!)&lt;br /&gt;
22. Going up on a lift alone.&lt;br /&gt;
23. Mums who let me hold their child.&lt;br /&gt;
24. Lunch at 11 am.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
25. Beautiful music.&lt;br /&gt;
26. A good speaker.&lt;br /&gt;
27. Waking up and remembering a beautiful dream i had.&lt;br /&gt;
28. Solving a puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;
29. Completing the crossword.&lt;br /&gt;
30. When she pats my hand or arm or back while talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;
31. When she moves close to straighten my collar.&lt;br /&gt;
32. Receiving that brief, ''I Miss You text''.&lt;br /&gt;
33. When people tell me they're reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;
34. A good kiss.&lt;br /&gt;
35. Relating my stories to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;
36. Laughing about an old childhood story with my bro.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
37. Being so in love, the texts, the dates, oh everything..&lt;br /&gt;
38. Watching cool couples chatting in coffee shops.&lt;br /&gt;
39. When she holds my hand while we are watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;
40. Colds seasons like In June but when its not wet.&lt;br /&gt;
41. Walking on green grass bare-feet.&lt;br /&gt;
42. New people looking so excited to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;
43. Knowing you truly love me despite my foibles.&lt;br /&gt;
44. Christmas season buzz.&lt;br /&gt;
45. Elizabethan literature.&lt;br /&gt;
46. Listening to a good storyteller.&lt;br /&gt;
47. Witty-ful people.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
49. My old pictures.&lt;br /&gt;
50. Finding money in my pockets while ironing.&lt;br /&gt;
52. Meeting and chatting with my pals after church.&lt;br /&gt;
53. Seeing a  chat-box opening in my fcbk page and its you.&lt;br /&gt;
54. New clothes.&lt;br /&gt;
55. Accomplishing a goal.&lt;br /&gt;
56. When all my clothes and shoes are clean and pressed.&lt;br /&gt;
57. When I dress up for something, look into the mirror and know&lt;br /&gt;
I look sharp.&lt;br /&gt;
58. New perfume.&lt;br /&gt;
59. High speed internet.&lt;br /&gt;
60. Visiting a book store.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
61. Science or arts documentaries.&lt;br /&gt;
62. A good movie.&lt;br /&gt;
63. New photos.&lt;br /&gt;
64. Answered prayers.&lt;br /&gt;
65. Friends who come to see me and chat.&lt;br /&gt;
66. People offering me good advise.&lt;br /&gt;
67. When you tell me you believe in me.&lt;br /&gt;
68. Unexpected kiss on my cheek (that almost always makes me blush).&lt;br /&gt;
69. Knowing Im loved and being told so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-8126158268140592591?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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From town to coast,...and back&lt;br /&gt;
Turned the wheel full circle and some!&lt;br /&gt;
&amp; while I was away a whole calender has gone to trash&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now maybe its time to go back&lt;br /&gt;
Not back home cos you know what they say,``homes where your heart is''&lt;br /&gt;
And my heart is in my chest so wherever i am.....?go figure!&lt;br /&gt;
Your son is coming home, ..will it be from town to home and back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-8130135738940317222?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As if looking out for us&lt;br /&gt;
Love is in itself holy and pure&lt;br /&gt;
And humbly it charms us forever&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When we break love it still lingers&lt;br /&gt;
It is the god of second chances&lt;br /&gt;
There is no condemnation from love&lt;br /&gt;
When we are down it lifts us up&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love holds the world together&lt;br /&gt;
Delighting in bringing us closer&lt;br /&gt;
It is the keeper of hope&lt;br /&gt;
It inspired Eros&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Through a thousand years love remains&lt;br /&gt;
Without losing its zeal or fervor&lt;br /&gt;
It will take your hand at your point of departure&lt;br /&gt;
And travel with you if you want forever&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love lives for every single one of us&lt;br /&gt;
We are all beauties in love’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;
In touching us love changes the world&lt;br /&gt;
In accepting love our world is changed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love gives peace to our souls&lt;br /&gt;
Love instructs our actions&lt;br /&gt;
Through it broken souls are redeemed&lt;br /&gt;
Through it we cherish in giving&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love has put a thousand smiles on our faces&lt;br /&gt;
Bringing us warmth and laughter&lt;br /&gt;
And when we have lost it&lt;br /&gt;
Troubled we seek to regain it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love is the god of Life&lt;br /&gt;
If taken away from us&lt;br /&gt;
Our world would be weary and cold&lt;br /&gt;
And everything would lose its meaning&lt;br /&gt;
Hail to this love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-9172850338236576804?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Cool and calm claims he&lt;br /&gt;
So come playing classical&lt;br /&gt;
Or come playing Neo-soul&lt;br /&gt;
Pavarotti in the background&lt;br /&gt;
John Legend out loud&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Step up to receive him&lt;br /&gt;
Cool and smart claims he&lt;br /&gt;
So bring Kant's categorical imperative&lt;br /&gt;
Ditto Baruch Spinoza's thesis&lt;br /&gt;
A bit of Swinburne's poetry&lt;br /&gt;
And ready to discuss Shakespeare’s classics&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Step up to receive him&lt;br /&gt;
He is all he claims but also human&lt;br /&gt;
He enjoys Cadbury's chocolate&lt;br /&gt;
And or Coke if not Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;
He loves to cook so allow him&lt;br /&gt;
And he enjoys doing dishes so don’t stop him&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Step up to receive him&lt;br /&gt;
Real to himself claims he&lt;br /&gt;
Buzan taught him the mind-map trick&lt;br /&gt;
De-bono teaches him how to think&lt;br /&gt;
Mc-Graw is his favourite shrink&lt;br /&gt;
And Blink is his favourite read&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Step up to receive him&lt;br /&gt;
He write poems so read him&lt;br /&gt;
Talk about books and hell love you&lt;br /&gt;
Read his blog and he’ll acknowledge you&lt;br /&gt;
And he’s a thinker let him muse&lt;br /&gt;
Later he will tell you what’s in his mind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Step up to receive him&lt;br /&gt;
There is none like him claims he&lt;br /&gt;
He enjoys witty talk so indulge him&lt;br /&gt;
He has a staccato laugh so tickle him&lt;br /&gt;
He listens well so talk to him&lt;br /&gt;
And he's willing so try him&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Step up to receive him&lt;br /&gt;
Step up with confidence&lt;br /&gt;
Let your heels lift you&lt;br /&gt;
As you come to sweep him off his feet&lt;br /&gt;
He’s ready are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;
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And he traveled west&lt;br /&gt;
The hope of you being&lt;br /&gt;
Had come to an end&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
None of you looked over the shoulder&lt;br /&gt;
For pain if your eyes met&lt;br /&gt;
It was indeed over&lt;br /&gt;
And evenly tears you wept&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After countless hours and days&lt;br /&gt;
Of persuading your heart to let go&lt;br /&gt;
You finally managed to bury your pain&lt;br /&gt;
And you were ready to shut that door&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But they say earth is an orb&lt;br /&gt;
And a small orb it turned out&lt;br /&gt;
For when again your paths crossed&lt;br /&gt;
Your bodies proved shallow to hide the buried emotions&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now old emotions are floating on the surface&lt;br /&gt;
Rocking you about like a boat in a raging storm&lt;br /&gt;
Its like you never moved, you’re rooted on the selfsame place&lt;br /&gt;
But you mind shifts in a Billion ways&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Choice shows you different paths like a compass&lt;br /&gt;
Confusing both your heart and your mind&lt;br /&gt;
One is saying don’t go back but the other can’t resist the pull&lt;br /&gt;
Watching we wish we’d help but that’s our nagging dilemma too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5417781150285037846-7390773398506063479?l=phatsworldpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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