My Best
My Best
by godfrey morris (January 19,2012)
I raise my head to the sky
Just as the eagle flaps its wings to the heavens
Then gazes at my target with grand precision
The going it tough, life swings one way
Then back again,
Which make you wonder
How to go?
My stage in the arena comes then goes
Until one other takes its place
I pounce like the panther to achieve that imaginable prize
But somehow complete redemption eludes my rise
The dream though shall never rest
My hope still lives
To give the best,
And be the best there is to be
yet still, my best is always me
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Love
Love
Love is a rose
Love speaks a prose
It fruits make delight
It thorns take a bite
Leaves give a morning clue
Young fresh with autumn dew
Sconed by the sun it shivers too
But till the bitter end it remains true
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Today's Chances
Today's Chances
by godfrey morris
When I think of this,
A guilt preludes, of all the lives
Fallen from grace's eyes
Those that had not a chance
Those that had too few
How would they fare,
Had they been here?
Those lights shine dim today
And still here am I!
I have a chance today!
However so tall
However so far
A chance to do after all
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London 2012
London 2012
by godfrey morris
Alignment of stars shoots high
Parading four years' worth
Of bestowed heavenly gifts
East follows West
North greets his South
At the compass of time
Where the Big Ben chimes
Every nation, each tongue
There they fold!
Promise fulfilling golden goal
A flag to wave
A crowd to cheer
A will to give
A song to sing
Once again they have gathered
To dazzle us eyes
With wondrous strides
As Zeus lightning bolt - runs by
To hold a throne
To take the world
To be atoned
To claim a victory
To walk with history
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Unchanged
Unchanged
By Godfrey Morris
Here I am again
at a place once familiar
an uncertain future
that clouds my path ahead
estranged from a world which I don't fully belong
One which does not accept the uniqueness I ponder
A world that is vain so filled with pain
that reveres vanity and injustice but vilifies virtue
At this crossroad I stand, between two roads
which to choose?
To continue on my lonely path or travel on that glamorous highway
that promises such swift adulterated wealth
must I remain unchanged as the northern star
continually moving ahead
defying all machinations
marching towards my sweet redemption
to greet the sunrise around the bend
that promise of a pleasant and illustrious end
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Silent Soul
I am a poet
silently hidden in life's closet
with half-measured expressions
seeking to be made whole
secret imagination longing
to be hold
I am the wind
that echoes in your head
I am your reason
your silent unknown
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My Dream
My dream is slowly drifting near, then
stands still, aloof hanging like a pear
let me touch as it nears
let me indulge in its thousand flavours
and sleep in her realm for a thousand years
in all my tears, through all those fears
it is this dream I will savour
The beat in my chess enclosed that dream
keepin me alive - only to dream again.
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Foolish
Have you ever done something you wish could be made undone?
Something unlike you that makes you wonder, what did I do?
I have done a few
I have squandered
I have lost
I still lose my way a couple times
repeated mistakes made
unfulfilled expectations had
I have been lonely
I have been disadvantaged
had none to repair my despair
I have failed and thou still I'm here
I hope to find some kind and swift redemption
Will time allow me to restore my life?
To be a thousand times more worthy
Will I finally turn from past misgivings?
And move forward towards a glimmering stolen sunset
I have been foolish far too long
but today, I now become a sage
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Life
Life is precious
A gem on the sands of shores.
Though often treated as if it matters little.
Life is the beauty of the world.
As a rose, it blooms in season.
Hides in it the souls of all reasons.
Life is the sun it comes and then goes
Each life adds something new
Good or bad is what we make of it.
Life is worth living.
Sometimes worth dying for-
but never in life you throw away.
Each life must be treasured its very natural end.
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Afraid of the Best
I am afraid of this, though be my best
A cause of great concern
Will I see you soon or ever again?
I fear my best shall fade one day
And watch my ways descend
To an unfavorable end
I know my dreams were not always golden
But still they were of my chosen
This vile world has a say
In what you want to do today
I only hope my best will come again
To keep me in life‘s lost lane
And shield me from this vile I now fear
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Hero in Time
My soul is feeling extremely blue,
so blue as the azure-hued sky.
Seemingly devoid of any hope, only despair in it lies.
The light unseen, only the pain seems real.
Melancholy is all there is to claim.
Passively waiting on a timely clue, to draw its way near.
To rid this heavy burden, paying life's plain fined.
To break the spell, a hollowed grip that jails this soul of mine.
Return must I to grandeur gazes
where the moonlight shines so sweet
Splendidly soothing this sullen soul
like the illuminable stars in the scattered dark deep
Time does emerge from the midst of gloom,
to ease the troubled mind.
A hero, the aid, to walk me to the light.
Time indeed, is a calm escape
that takes me to a place, where the sea no longer rages.
and the storm no longer surges.
Atlast all things are made renewed,
within the pass of time.
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Old Man Say (Make Haste)
The beast rest there!
Go before the night draw near
Before ill-times wake
Cause then, It may all be late
So lad make haste
- *Guh dear lad!
Before next day
Harken to what *dis old man say
Make hay my lad
Unless be sad
Say I, make haste
Don't make good times waste
It's a wild wild world
- out *deh mi lad
And di wolves dem *nat suh kine
Go on now *mi lad
*Mek haste before its night
And me sure all will be right
*guh - go *mek - make *mi - my
*deh - there * kine - kind *di - the
*nat suh - not so *me - i'm *dis - this
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Gambler's Delight
The price to play is steep indeed,
but reward to be had is more desirable.
Greed is the drug that feeds all inhibitions;
a gambler's reward is the only route to his plunder.
Though constant failure looms, pursuit insist
for one more try, a mighty blow to turn an endless tide.
One to forgive all previous misgivings.
Bit by bit the future hangs in the balance.
The dream lies high for that one thing, an endless prize.
Though it may never arrive, in the end,
wishful thinking is the gambler's only true delight.
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Hope
HOPE
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Monday, January 30,2012, @ 3: 37 PM
Sometimes I want to lie down and cry
Sometimes I wish I could just die but why?
I cannot stem the tide, though I have tried
All I can do is to change my mind
A future I have to define
I will still try until the day I die
The tears won’t flow from my eyes
I must scale the tallest sky-rise
My soul shall touch the skies
Stress is just evil will in disguise
It is just no good that wants you to compromise
Let go those sad and lonely goodbyes
Keeping my eyes on the prize
Tomorrow can bring a surprise
So what, my life is not at a gallop
I shall never give up
I may never blowup
Blessed with life so I’ll getup
Life is a performance and not a warm-up
I will cope and never give up hope
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Seek and Find
Life hides secrets to find
Seek its truths and be refined
Life's safari reveals a map
an eluded path, go fill the gap
To survive the curse of old Adam's sin
follow truth, and be cleansed a thousand times within
thus to it do trust
In safe-guard winds in it do thrust
Search for this peace and be at ease
never let rest until life cease
Seek life's truth and you will find
a glorious ever state of mind
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Choose Today
Choose you must today
a thousand paths can lead the way
to your stairway of gold
If stay you linger
and time may hinder
thus go now and take today -
or you blunder
- and bereft to wonder
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Day - Night Dreams
It is often difficult not knowing
Where the wind will blow?
Where the tides will turn?
When the storm will cease?
Tragedy hit us hard as nails
Leaving a tail—spin wind, whistling within our midst
A once perfect euphoria fades all together
Like the ripples of the mirror-glass stream
Heart-ache and pain
Then follows despair along
with the tip, tap drops of rain
Life is a mirage, capricious cycle of day-night dreams
Shows a thousand faces to endure
One instant you are happy and next your heart bleeds
Then contentment may grace the soul once more
Up then down
Blessed then cursed
But to give comfort
The sun will rise again
In the east, I know
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Emancipation Time
When you gaze upon this bronze - hued frame
What is it you see?
A poor sullen soul with nothing to claim.
Do you see your equal or no one but me?
Is there hope in these eyes or only despair and cries?
Am I worthy of words or are these thoughts too much.
Your ways seem ruthless
much more than avaricious pride.
Unwilling to see any beauty therein lies.
Those suble sighs unmask a disdain.
You mock my strides yet will I strive.
I am black
I am strong
These blows you give won't keep me down
The scars you see are ancestral toil
Whose forbearance graced this very soil
Can you hear their voices echoing in eternity?
All praises to God who give this glory
The greatest author to script my story.
Now I stand tall, liberated for all to see
willing to face all unworthy foes
To fulfill all dreams with endless pusuits
To erase all these pains that kept me chained
To right all wrongs my oppressors' wrongs
and march to my melodious song
REDEMPTION IS MINE, OH VICTORY SUMBLIME!
MY SWEET EMANCIPATION TIME.
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A Memory Lives
These memories wander in my head
These tears of mine still lingers
Holding on to times once dear
A cloud looms high in this sky
Distasteful remedies make me cry
Unwanted discomforts hide my tries
Butterflies of sighs creeps heavily
To the stomach of unwanted good-byes
A dream, a fainted hope never to be seen again
Gone forever, rested in a sleep
Never to rise yet again
How do you say good-bye to the light of yesterday?
A light that shined so brightly
That once hid the vile of wretched earth.
These tears taint the very soil
For I have indeed lost treasure
yet cannot be retained
To the least memories still live, it speaks, it haunts
Though bones forever be constrained
Within the dust of the naked earth
Shall not those memories be permitted to live?
In someone's eyes
In someone's ears
Or even in a whisper
The words of the tongue passé as wild winds
But its truths of virtue remain eternal
For virtue is the only sword I will carry
Thus till the end will the memory live.
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Teacher to Child
Go to school hear the golden rule
Go to school don't be a mule
Learn must you this very day
Learn you will its the only way
Those seeds you plant shall grow someday
And the fear there be will melt away
So go my child with a will to do
And I pray my dear may God bless you.
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Nature Paints
Nature Paints
Nature paints the sky in blue,
Then adds the fluffy spots of white
Which sometimes hide the fuel
Of fiery sphere - light
A relief that gives a gracious smile
Nature paints the high mountains green
An emerald of an incline climb
Extending stairway to heavenly dreams,
The peak is in a target's reach
Our nature paints the dark stained soil
A symbol for our hard day's toil
What in its core does treasure hides?
Seek the rainbow you will find
All colors that our artist binds
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