Lovely Kim
I feel the warmth of the sunshine
And the blowing of the wind
Then in my ear, her voice I do hear
It is that of the lovely Kim.
As a happiness comes over me
Which really I cant explain
When she is around, my soul to her is bound
And no longer do I feel any anger or pain.
I walk with my outreached arms
Trying to find where she might be
And the wind blows, and then I know
She is there, for me to believe.
A happiness it enters my soul
And I hope from me it never escape
As long as its there, I know that she cares
And I know for life for me isn't too late.
My day it is full of happiness
I keep a smile in my heart and on my face
I feel a happy sound, which in my soul rebounds
Finally love and joy, I feel that sweet taste.
People they walk past me
I can feel the happiness in their soul
Loves in their heart, from which they cant part
And never will they let that feeling go.
So as once again I sit and I will wait
For the blowing and calling of the wind
I then close my eyes, and then I fantasize
Of that, and of the beautiful lovely Kim.
Randy L. McClave
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Face The Wind
Face the wind
Feel the pressure
It blows me away
It rushes past to God knows where
When I turn my self to stand in its path
Feel it Almost like
Radiant fingers Invigorating
Strokes energy through my flowing hair
Filling with joy my heart
Soul overflows with passion I feel
I hear nothing but the wind
It is everything in my ears
And when I finally speak
Words leave my mouth
And all leave presence
As wind captures them and
Steals them from the listening
To hoard them in its vast secret place
Far away beyond most imagination
Feel the wind
Speak into it your secrets
Taste, Smell its messages
Hear voices it carries
From animals and trees and
Storms and lovers
See it, watch its patterns
Where it comes from and goes to
Look at its journey, its traveling
But can’t
You can’t see it
But you can feel it
Somewhere it is deep
And its colours would be beautiful
Face the wind
Full-force you feel it and
It blows you away
Feel its soothing power
Breathe in life
Feel
Face the wind.
poem by Zoe MacRae
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Woman
In my eyes, as my eyes being but two
Their is nothing more beautiful and
exciting as a Woman true.
GOD has created His flowers and his trees,
But in my eyes He never really created
until He created Woman.
She with hair as long as the grass
blowing in the breeze.
She with eyes as bright and deep as
the sun awaiting for me.
Eyes that can search a mans soul for
his woe, and feels it with happiness.
She with a smile as a rainbow arriving
after the storm.
The smile and rainbow many men had
searched for, so to feel our soul with warmth.
She with a body and walk as an Angel,
That stops mans breadth in His lungs.
She with the gift of life, that gives an old
man the right again to feel young.
She with a scent of Her own that no one
but Her owns.
As the rose and dewdrops has their own
she has hers, but alas theirs can be owned.
GOD created the flowers and trees, and all
the beauty of this world.
And I know I wouldn't be alone when I speak.
Take your leaves, and take your trees.
Take your rose, and take your snow.
But I beg of you GOD please, women to me, leave.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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The Wind
I felt the blowing of the wind
As it entered my breadth from deep within
It entered my soul, and then wouldn't let go
It is the wind, from whence life begins.
The Wind she is know by boy and man
And whomever sits, or walks or stands
For the wind is known, when she has blown
And when she does not, the world it moans.
The Wind, she is my friend
As a boy journeys through the world of man
She strengthens the soul, when she has blown
So onto her breadth, I will forever hold.
The name of the wind, I will call it Kim
As she enters my breadth from deep within
She surrounds my soul, and will not let go
Kim, is the name of the wind.
The wind is a woman dear
As beautiful as the stars painted in the sky
And when she sends her kiss, Men then wish
And the boys just kneel down to cry.
The Wind she is my breeze I do believe
From the steps I walk to the air I breathe
And when she touches my face, my sorrows are erased
For she is the wind, and the wind, she is my breeze.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Blowing Of The wind
I felt the blowing of the wind
As it enters my soul from deep within
It entered my soul, and wouldn’t let go
It is the wind from where life begins.
The wind, she is known by all man,
And from whomever sits or walks or stands
For the wind is known, when she has blown
And when she is silent, the world is alone.
The wind, it is mans friend
As I journey through the world of men,
She strengthens my soul, and she wont let go
So upon her breath, I will forever hold.
The name of the wind, I will call her friend
As she enters my breath, from deep within
She surrounds my soul, and takes a deep hold
And I pray that never will she not let go.
She is the breeze, I do believe
From the steps I walk. and from the air I breathe,
When she touches my face my sorrows are erased,
For she is the wind, the mother of the breeze.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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At Least, Everybody's Happy
I want you to be happy
Because if you happy
I will be happy too
I want you to feel happy
Because if you happy
I will feel peaceful
I want your happiness
Because if you happy
I won't need anything else
I want to see you happy
Because if you happy
I will not be forced to see you grieving
I want you to know happiness
Because if you happy
I will not disturb only by your sorrow
I want to hear that you're happy
Because if you happy
I should not listen to your unhappy story
I want you to find happiness
Because if you happy
I will not be chased by constant nightmare
I want you have a touch of happiness
Because if you happy
I could rip your ugly sad face with smile
I want to give you happiness
Because if you happy
I could take you from the darkness
I want you to taste happiness
Because if you happy
I must not swallow the bitterness
I want you realize that you have a right to be happy
Because if you happy
I won't be drowned in regret because ignorance
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Steal My Heart
She asked me if I could steal her soul,
I told her if I did I would never let it go
I would keep it in a cage beside my heart
Then every day I'd know we wouldn't be apart.
The feelings that she felt I'd feel them to
The wonders she'd seek, them I would do
Passions of hers they would also be mine
A man in this world and my own soul would shine.
If I could only keep her soul in a cage
Then I would feel love and no more rage
I would see the beauty from another person's eyes
It would give me joy and warmth as my prize.
All men are born with one soul and one life
Sadly many walk alone through sadness and strife
But this man walks through life with an empty cart
How I wish I had her soul in a cage next to my heart.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Hapiness (when you find that special someone)
Happiness (When you find that special someone)
I did not know happiness until I found you
All I knew was the feelings of being sad and blue
I did not know I could feel such joy, just by simply hearing your voice
Above all you have given me peace and love
Being happy is new to me
It’s something I thought would never be
But again I’ll see your face and feel like a princess
All because you took one more chance above the rest
I feel your touch and I know I am loved
I see your eyes and the warmth enclosed
Then you turn toward me and I see your face with smiles & a radiant glow of happiness
Then I look at you and I wonder what is this? What’s so different?
This must be happiness, in it true form.
poem by Lisa Roberts
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If Only I Could Be With You
And outside the wind is blowing
Through the thoughts in my mind
Thinking a feeling is growing
But inside my heart Im alone
I have a heart, a heart for a woman
I have a promise, of this I will swear
And I have a love that wont be forgotten
I have a life thats going nowhere
I just wanna be with you
Hold you like I used to do, time after time, yeah
Give my heart and soul to you
And only if you wanted to
If only I could be with you
I hear the wind whisper your name
Taking my thoughts again far away
Im dreaming of living a life full of love
And you out there, calling my name, saying
I just wanna be with you
Hold you like I used to do, time after time, yeah
Give my heart and soul to you
And hoping that you feel it too
If only I could be with you
I walk the streets so all alone,
Holding hands with a distant past
And how longs it gonna last, could it be forever
She cant hear me, she cant hear me
If only (only)
If only I could be with you
Just a little time with you, yeah
I just wanna be with you
Hold you like I used to do, time after time, yeah
Give my heart and give my soul to you
And only if you wanted to
If only I could be with you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Time after time, yeah
Give my heart and soul to you
And hoping that you feel it too
If only I could be with you
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The Wind.
Who has seen the wind?
Of course, neither you nor I!
It's weak or strong
No body sees its appearance
Who has seen the wind?
Of course, neither I nor you!
Only feel trees are shaking,
I know the wind is passing through.
There are some winds called typhoon.
The residents are afraid when it's coming.
People most fear about the tornados mostly.
Everything’s being terribly pulled up to the sky.
It brings three days raining if a typhoon passed.
Therefore I don’t think they are too hateful.
There will be some affection when wind is coming.
It may bring us happiness or sadness.
Do you love the wind?
I love spring wind kisses on my face;
it is so soft like a lady’s touch.
I love autumn wind blows on fruit trees;
it brings the fruit’s smell to my nose.
Do you hate the wind?
My heart might be broken if it’s too strong.
I pray God lets lovely wind blowing.
I wish bad wind never causes harmful again.
Pray for people get help from the wind;
No body hates wind for the whole year;
I hope get more love from the wind.
Hope every body loves them as the friends.
poem by Albert Wong
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Soul Crying Out
Listen to the rhythm
Listen to the beat
It has a cold wind blowing
Up through the street
Soul crying out
People crying out
In through the valleys
In through the streets
Feel the whole world moving
Underneath our feet
Somethings going on
I said what is going wrong
I feel them coming
So close behind
Sister says, were next in line
The man he says, thats ok
And the government says youre gonna pay, pay, pay
And you pay
Still you pay
Its just a soul crying out
Its just the people crying out
Its the land crying out
And I can hear you crying out
And I say, I dont know
Maybe I dont care
What I know is
I gotta get out of here
And Im going
Going any day
Some sweet day
Some sweet day
I gotta find a way
I can hear the lovers, whisper in the street
See a crowd has gathered underneath the heat
I hear what they say
But I dont believe what they say
I see the woman, with tears in her eyes
I hear the baby, calling in the night
Something on the bed, was it something she said
Hell this is not right
What goes on through the night
I hear her coming, all in my mind
Sweet common love, so hard to find
Someone said, man thats sa
And the people walk by, cos theyre so blind
And you pay
Still you pay
Its just a soul crying out
Just the people crying out
Its the earth crying out
And I can hear you crying out
And I can feel you crying out
And I say, I dont know
Maybe I dont care
All I know is, I gotta get out of here
And Im going, going any way
Do you know, some place to go
Im getting out of here
Where will I find some peace of mind
Im getting out of here
I come walking to you
I come singing to you
Some sweet day
Im gonna walk away
Im gonna walk away
Its just the soul crying out
Its just the land crying out
Its just the children crying out
All the babies crying out
Any way, some sweet day
Im gonna walk away
Turn away
Its just the soul crying out
Its just the land crying out
I wanna hear
I want you here
Some sweet day
Just a soul crying out
Of a land crying out anyway
When you say
Some sweet day...
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song performed by by Simple Minds
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Why
Why does my heart keep on beating,
If you are no longer here.
Why does my eyes keep on seeing,
If now they are full of tears.
Why does my ears keep on hearing,
If they cant hear your sound.
Why does my lungs keep on breathing,
If you are no longer around.
Why do I exist without you
I thought for sure that I would lay down and die.
But instead my life, it became meaningless
So I reminisce, then I write and then I cry.
I never knew how life would be without you,
Ever since the day that you first came in,
So I will say again, forever I will love you
But these feelings I know not where to send.
Why does the birds keep on singing,
Don't they know, that my life has been torn.
Why is the sky so happy and blue,
Doesn't it know, that it is time for a storm.
Why are so many souls still in love,
Don't they know that I am all alone.
Why cant the feel the coldness in the wind,
Cant they hear my brain, and my soul moan.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Love, your happiness is my happiness.....
My life's greatest happiness is to be convinced my love to you
I am grateful to you for making me happy through out my life
I have never known love until I met you and your love touched
my heart and brought so much happiness in me
Today, you made me to see everything in a new life and you
want me to know how those happiness could make me happy
I found my happiness is to love you and to be loved from you
Sometime, I miss you so much and your absence is very painful
But when I carry your heart within me then my happiness is shining
When I am sad then your sweet words brings me happiness
and my soul get enough strength when it join your heart
When my heart wants to know the meaning of ' love'
then your love is making me to believe the truth of love
Without you there is no happiness in my life and with you
my life is full of hopes and my dream will come true
When you hold me in your arms then my heart
never want to let me go because your happiness is
my happiness. I love you so much my love.
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Isn't this what happiness is supposed to feel like?
Running to my happy place
The closest place to 'home'
Life so filled w/ misery
The only thing I've known
So here I am
just you and I
As I take the final strike
Isn't this what happiness is supposed to feel like?
I don't want no one to know our secrete
I won't tell a soul
I'll hide it all
They'll never see it
So now here I go
I give you all of me
& what do I get in return?
Happiness, pure happiness
It's finally my turn
I don't wan't any evidence
No one can see the proof
No one's allowed to know about
what happens between me and you
They'll take you
Imitate you
Try to have you to themselves
But you're mines
only mines..
My only escape from hell
I just don't know how to thank you
I don't know how you learned
I run to you EVERY time
You give me what I deserve
The pain is just so perfect
I control it all
I smile as I watch you
work your way down my arm
Slices here
Slices there
every slice so right
Isn't this what happiness is supposed to feel like?
poem by Vanessa Mercado
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I, Believe
I have never seen or touched GOD,
I have never seen or heard the Sea,
I have never seen or touched the wind,
But in them all, I do believe.
I have never seen a Man kill another,
I have never seen a Man that was not free,
I have never seen a Man to die for love,
But in them, I do believe.
Many Souls have often told me
That surely they do not believe,
In something you feel in your heart and soul,
Unless you can touch it, hear it, and then see.
My Soul has no ears, but it does hear,
My heart has no eyes, but it does see,
My brain knows the difference between right and wrong,
So in many things, I whole heartily believe.
I have never seen or tasted prejudice,
I have never seen or touched creed,
I have never seen or heard death,
But in them, I do believe.
I believe in the things that I cannot see,
Though people tell me they do not exist,
For I see in my heart, and hear it in my soul,
And its belief feels like a gentle kiss,
Oh wonderful Child how you I do envy,
To live my life through your dreams,
To believe with my heart and then the soul,
And everything lived and loved as it seemed,
Child with you, I do believe,
Your world is much better than mine,
You feel with your heart and touch with your soul,
And you don't know of hate, envy or lying.
In dreams and wishes I do believe,
In the impossible and extraordinary I do believe,
In a Child's hopes and thoughts I do believe,
And in the belief of beliefs, I shall always believe.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Tears On Face
How come my desperation on surface?
How my eyes show tears with crying face?
What reaction people may get from my sad appearance?
What makes this so apparent with its presence?
I shall prefer to mix with children
Play with them and forget pain even
I shall try to test their innocence
Forget about everything called romance
I would mix with strangers
Try to know their wishes, happiness and anger
Will not compare with what I am suffering
But try to know what can make them happy by my offering
I would not like to miss gentle wind
Coolness, breeze and everything to find
How one can give happiness at little try?
I would then assess fairly and feel very shy
I would not cry when hear baby’s cry
It will her or his earnest try
To adjust with new world
Then how can I feel bad and turn cold?
I shall avoid evil’s company
That will be offered willingly by many
I shall shut the eyes and search for something new
Then it will be different thing on face to view
I shall seek melody in some verses
Harmonize it with words and themes
I shall seek birds to sing with me
Make me feel good with ideas totally free
I shall look at shining sun beam
They have reflection of my dream
I shall not be alone but part of team
As plant will try to come out of stem
Why did I forget that happiness lies within?
Only heart was required to win
Rest was within contentment and happiness
The joy and happiness would have clearly been seen on the face.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love Never Dies
I will love you forever,
Though your lips might speak end.
I will hold you in my heart and soul,
As my everyday slowly begins.
I will see you when my eyes are blinded,
As I feebly walk alone.
And I will feel only you in my soul
When my heart is full of woe.
I will touch you, or I will remember the touch,
When my fingers become cold and numb.
And I will see, and hear only of you,
When the stars in the sky replaces the sun.
I will hear you speak again,
When a breeze gently blows past.
Then I will speak, of love and you,
When my first breath, becomes my last.
And when GOD calls me home again,
I will kneel unto the Lord.
And I will speak so proudly and only of you,
For I will love you more then, than I did before.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Love You More
I love you more than life itself
So I give you whatever I own
Though I own not much of earthly wealth
So then, I will give you my soul.
I would give you my life if so need be
And I would ask for nothing in its place,
I’d say do to it, whatever you need
For without you, it would be a waste.
I would give you my heart, if only I could
Because my heart is no longer there
It has been replaced with your angel face
Now it only beats, in your prayers.
I Given you everything if you only look
If you can search the soul and mind
Though I dont have what I wish to give
But what I do give, it is nobodies but mine.
I would give you my eyes if only in thought
So you could see the things that I can see
You would see a world such a happy place
But only, If you were in love like me.
I wish I could give you my ears, so you could hear
The sounds which only that I can hear
The beating of hearts, the rhyming of poems
And the sound of love, which is always near.
I gave you everything that I do own
And everything that I cherish dearly
And I know that you could feel the way that I do,
But only, if you were in love like me.
I wish I could speak and say how I feel
But I cant, so I write it with paper and pen
So when the day does come and I’m taken away
You can then read of my love, once again.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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My happiness
Happiness is when.....
I see your loving face
I hold it in my hands
and prepare for an embrace
Happiness is when.....
I hear your amazing voice
which brings back happy thoughts
and holds you as my only choice
Happiness is when.....
you giggle or you blush
it's a little bit astounding
and gives me a strange rush
Happiness is when.....
I hold your pale hand
although its seems cold
it's as warm as desert sand
Happiness is when.....
I put my head on your shoulder
I'm shocked you didn't freak
even though I'm like a boulder
Happiness is when.....
you laugh and you smile
you stay with me no matter what
even when I tend to rile
Happiness is when.....
I see your face in my mind
even when I'm lonely or sad
your's is never hard to find
Even though in love I am the poorest
with you I feel a burning in my heart
like a flame in a long wide forest
I pray God will never let us part
Dead And Gone
In years from now when I am dead and gone
Will people read the words that I had wrote
If they do will they agree with what they read
And if so truly, understand the feelings I had spoke.
Will they feel the pain and suffering that I felt
In the many days of my own life
Maybe they will etch my feelings inside their soul
And If so, I wonder for me if they will cry.
I wonder if anyone will go into a deep thought
After reading the words that I had spoke
And then will they think and understand that feeling too
While inside their soul or heart a memory I will had awoke.
Maybe they will be with me in those lonesome nights
When my soul and I felt so very alone
When I couldn't sleep so I had to write
While my soul stayed stationary, but my mind it did roam.
And will they feel the pain that I did feel
With every line that I suffered as I did write
Will they shed a tear that my lover never shed for me
While she was always in my heart and in my sight.
And when they finish my book and close it shut
Will they reflect my feelings as they walk away
Will they say they know the pain that I have felt
As they too had felt it in their very own days.
Will they cry the tears that was never cried for me
As they go searching for my last resting place
To give the sympathy they might say I deserve
While trying to visualize my soul through my face.
If they look and find and then walk unto my grave
I wander for me if i will receive long forgotten grieving
Telling me how sad and the pity they hold for me
After reading my words, maybe they will start believing.
And maybe they will walk to the graves of the others
The ones who did me wrong and who sealed my fate
Who made me the poet whom I had to become
Will they tell them their souls, and living they do hate.
So as I finish writing with these last few thoughts
I hope forever my words and feelings will continue on
As I know I am not alone and my pain is not fastened to me
But really who will know, until I am dead and gone.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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If I Could Be The Wind
I want to be the wind blowing in forest playing their own song.
I want to be the wind bringing smiles for farmers.
I want to be the wind bringing rain, helping fireman in his hardest time.
I want to be the wind assisting plant to expand their kingdom.
I want to be the wind smoothly blowing over the sea and bringing fisherman home safely.
I want to be the wind covering the thing which ought to be left in past.
I want to be the wind clearing the mind of those with agony
I want to be the wind blowing in summer and tending to those without shelter.
I want to be the wind which bring happiness to the children taking their kite high up in the sky.
I want to be the wind removing clouds of torment and allowing sun to lay down its vital warmth.
I want to be the wind which remove thorn from path and help people to move forward.
I want to be the wind helping bird to take their first flight.
I want to be the wind which leaves versifier rapt giving him his divine words
I want to be the wind blowing all over place bringing happiness to people and vanishes stealthily, unnoticed.
I WANT TO BE THE WIND…
poem by Parth Gwari
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