Scottish Eyes
I see hate, and I see lies
As I look through those Scottish eyes
With so much deception and so much untruth
They seem to fall about me, like old rotten fruit.
The emerald eyes that I once loved and adored
Now through my soul, they have ripped and tore
With deeds they expected and things they've seen
Now they stay in my mind, like an un-welcomed dream.
So I feel sadness, and I feel woe
As from my soul and heart the pain will not go
As no man knows the suffering that I have felt
And no man could accept the hand that I was dealt.
I think of all the looks and all the sadden glances
As in my mind they stay as the evil dances
I then ponder in my thoughts then I finally realize
I feel sorry for any soul who looks through those Scottish eyes.
Randy L. McClave
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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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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
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Forgive And Forget
Forgive and forget as I've been told
That query keeps coming to my mind
As 'I forgive' is the easiest words for one to say
But to forget, to me it seems like a crime.
To forget the evils that someone has done
Or even the evils or lies that they had spoke
To walk away as they never had accrued
As though to have a nightmare and never to awoke.
When we were young we are taught by our elders
To forgive the trespasses against us one and all
We must forget the pain and suffering that we felt
And must lock that away behind our own brick wall.
The lies and the evils that were done to us,
Even by friends and the ones who we had loved
We must then say that I forgive you one and all
And to some, that forgiveness is not even enough.
Forgive and forget those words we have heard
Even the bible does speak the same
To forgive the sins that were committed against us all
And so against no one can we ever curse or blame.
Sometimes though it seems like in this life
The wrong doers are always asking to forgive and forget
And then the moment that you smile and accept their request
They attack you, and they feel no sadness or regret.
Forgiving sometimes it is so very hard to do
And then to forget that person of their evil deeds
While trying not to remember what they have done to you
While wishing in them, you once again could believe.
Now as I think about my very own past
Of all the wrongs and evil deeds to me I must accept
I read that forgiveness is mine so said the Lord
So now I toss the evils done to me off to forgive and forget.
Randy L. McClave
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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
poem by Randy McClave
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One
We are one
Though We hear not
With the same ears,
Or cry not
With the same tears.
And when We look
Even though We be side by side
We see not with the same eyes
Even though We see the same things.
But still, We are one.
We touch.
Though it is not
With the same hands,
We feel each other pleasures
And each others pain,
For today, tomorrow, and everyday.
And we both know
Though it is not with the same mind.
And we know the truth
So We tell not any lies.
We are joined together
With that same special bond
As a Child is joined
To its Mother,
And We are friends, partners and lovers.
We share
The very same joy and pain,
Brought forward
By the sunshine or the rain.
That GOD and Man brings forth everyday.
We are one
And when one does leave
And the other must stay,
Be it on foot, one day or a year
We both shall know it and feel it.
We are one joined together
Not by Man, or law or Parents
But by you and I and GOD.
And when our time on Earth is over
The dream we had is through
We shall both happily leave together
Hand in hand, over the oceans and clouds of blue.
But; if We must walk that path alone
We shall happily walk that road,
For We shall have but one thing in mind
That We are one, till the end of time.
Randy L. McClave
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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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Like Her Mum
She's just like her mum
Her dad did say,
As we sat and spoke for a bit.
So sad are the things
That she has done to you,
In my heart there is another candle unlit.
My poor little lassie
She has done it again
That son, is why that I am crying,
As what she has done to you
Was also done to me before,
And I too, felt like dying.
Her Mum whom I loved
With all of my heart
Did to me the very same things.
She went behind my back
More than once in our life
Then forgot about me and our rings.
All these excuses that she gave
And all the times that she lied
Finally came, and caught up with her.
Now she walks in her shame
From day unto day,
Never knowing what has, occurred.
But my poor young lassie
I pity her so
And the life that she is trying to live,
She will blame all of her faults
On her Mum and maybe even me
And now probably you, I do believe.
Inside of my own heart
As to me, her dad did speak
There are many candles that are unlit,
From the sadness that she caused
And the pain that she had dealt
My heart has became an empty pit.
And sadly I know one day
And it will be because of my Lassie
The candles will be gone, and I will had cried,
And this you will know my son
When my light and sunshine are gone
Of course so will I, as I will had died.
She is just like her Mum
Again her dad did say
As we had just finished our talk,
I can see it in her eyes
And I hear it when she speaks
I can even see it in her walk.
I feel so very sorry for you
What you have seen and what you have felt
Of all the wickedness my Lassie has done,
But sadly you are not the first
And you will not be the last,
As She is, just like Her Mum.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Pain Has Never Left
For an Eternity I’ve felt anger
For a lifetime I’ve felt Pain
I feel pain for the little girl in me that had to grow up before her time
I feel pain for the teenager that never got the chance to have friends to lime
I feel pain for the young woman who everyone used trickery and deceit on
I feel pain for the adult who gave her hold life and soul to carry her baby
I feel pain for the adult who had her baby too early and prayed for him to survive
I feel pain for the woman who watched her son fight to stay with her
I feel pain for the woman who never got to hold him and tell him everything was going to be ok
I feel pain for the soul who watched her son died without doing anything to help him
Today I still feel a stifling pain
Towards the people who should have protected me and did not
I feel pain for the lashes life dealt me
I feel pain for the friends that used me, hurt me both body and soul
I feel pain for the child, girl, woman who could not bring herself to hate anyone
I feel pain, and even after every painful event in my life I could still pray and forgive
I feel pain all over, a pain that may never leave my life
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Wandering Eyes
When the eyes begin to wander
The mind will start to deceive
The heart will forget to listen
And the soul will know not what to believe.
The truth will not be heard
And honesty it will be lost
Lies will begin to become the truth
And happening to you, you think not.
Whispers will become continuous
While then rumors all will hear
Shame and guilt will then be followed
Then love will be replaced with a tear.
Devotion will be lost and forgotten
Along with all hope and also faith
Love will then not be remembered
Along with the heart and body being chaste.
The mind then will become confused
And in sadness the heart will ponder
The soul will then become corrupted
And all when the eyes begin to wander
poem by Randy McClave
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Lonely Tear
I close my eyes and you are there
As you stand in front of me
I reach out my hand to hold you
As you have set my soul and mind free
You then give me a smile and then a kiss
And now my heart and soul is on fire
I tremble and shake with thoughts only of you
My heart is full of want and your desire.
You then close your eyes and walk towards me
We then kiss with both passion and need
You gave me what I want I gave you what you have
To each other our passions we will feed.
You then step away to show me who you are
I ravish you with my hands and eyes
I then caress your breasts and touch your lips
Once again I am a man deep inside.
You turn around just one more time
To prove to me that your the woman for me
I take a deep breath it explodes in my soul
My soul and mind of all other women is free.
You take me by the hand and lead me to our bed
We lay down together with you at my side
Your head is on my chest and my hands in your hair
My passion for you for this night I will not hide.
You then make me a man I can barely stand
I look at you as you are covered with silk and lace
We then kiss again you’re my lover and friend
As I can see the pleasure upon your face.
I open my eyes and now you are gone
And sadly it was a dream you are no longer here
I now forget the passion and the words I had spoke
Now I walk away alone, with one lonely tear.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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What Would You Do
What would do
If it happened to you
What had happened to someone else,
Would you be surprised
Or would you sit down and cry
Or could you, even live with yourself.
Tell me how would you react
Being truthful to that fact
If someone had did you wrong,
And it you never expected
So the outcome you just ejected
Tell me, could you be that strong.
Could you joke and laugh
If you headed down the path
That you thought, that you would never go,
Were you expected it not to be you
And truthfully you never had a clue
That you, were the only one that didn't know.
What would you say
Or maybe to GOD what would you pray
If the same had happened to you,
As now you are looking through the eyes
Of the person whom once you had criticized
For doing the things that now you do.
So take a look at that life
Then feel the pain and the strife
And please walk in their shoes,
Do you now feel their pain
And tell me, now who will you blame
And also if you were them, what would you do.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Sad But True (feat. Kid Rock)
Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who takes you there
hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who cares
they
they betray
I'm your only true friend now
they
they'll betray
I'm forever there
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
sad but true
I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
you know it's sad but true
you
you're my mask
you're my cover, my shelter
you
you're my mask
you're the one who's blamed
do
do my work
do my dirty work, scapegoat
do
do my deeds
for you're the one who's shamed
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
sad but true
I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
you know it's sad but true
I'm your dream, I'm your eyes
I'm your pain, I'm your dream
I'm your eyes, I'm your pain
you know it's sad but true
hate
I'm your hate
I'm your hate when you want love
pay
pay the price
pay, for nothing's fair
hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who took you here
hey
I'm your life
and I no longer care
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
sad but true
I'm your truth, telling lies
I'm your reasoned alibis
I'm inside open your eyes
I'm you
sad but true
song performed by by Metallica
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The Truth Hurts
So the truth finally comes out
You finally see through all his games
And all his lies
You finally realize
That the only place he was every perfect
Was in your eyes
In that moment you realize
That every moment you shared meant nothing at all
And you've never felt like such an idiot
Or so incredibly small
And you realize
That you'd rather stay lying on the ground
Then get back up after taking that long, miserable fall
As your friends draw close to you
Even though you feel the pain start to set in
You fake a smile and say:
'I'm just glad I know the truth about him'
But when the lights go out
And your left alone
And down your cheeks slowly start to fall tears
The pain in your heart
Turns into a burning fire
That does nothing but sear
That's when you realize
That the hadest thing to do
Is accept what you know to be true
Because sometimes
Nothing hurts more
Than the truth
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You Don't Deserve My Love
You don't deserve my love
Those words to me she did speak
Then at that moment I just gave up
As she made my soul and heart feel weak,
I had giving her all that I had
And everything that she owned
And at me she was not happy or glad
She became a person I never known.
I had always put her first
As she was my woman and my wife
But then she always treated me worst
And never was she on my side.
She was giving her love unto others
And their was so many other men
And they all became her lovers
As she began to cheat all over again.
But for her I had tried and prayed
I loved her with all of my heart
But for other men she began to crave
And she tore my soul and mind apart.
She used and took advantage of me
And she taught her daughters to do the same
She planted the see of evil and dishonesty
And to me they all handed out sin and pain.
She was never a devout woman
And she cared for no one but herself
She will always do the sins she shouldn't
As she cares for no one else.
But one day she will be old and gray
And she will hear a voice from the sky above
Then finally on her knees to GOD she will pray
And to her GOD will say.. You don't deserve my love.
poem by Randy McClave
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God Knows
GOD counts the tears that we have cried
GOD knows the times that we have lied
He knows all, that enters and leaves our mind
And he knows too, if we are evil or if we are kind.
GOD knows the words that we have said
GOD knows also where we lay our head
He knows the sins that we hold in our heart
And he even knows when our end will part.
GOD knows all that's in our soul
GOD knows all that we do know
He knows the hairs that's on our head
He knows the words we speak before they are said.
GOD knows the steps that we will take
GOD knows the plans that we will make
He knows all that's in our brain
As he is the one to end our suffering and our pain.
So this I say to all my sisters and brothers
Also to my neighbors and friends and all others
Before you tell a lie the truth is already known
So heed what you say before that seed is sewn.
Before you commit a evil please think once again
Is worrying and suffering in your soul worth that sin
So before you commit a sin that causes evils and woes
Please remember my friend; that GOD already knows.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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An Allowance For Some Mistakes Of How We Perceive Things To Be
our thoughts have what in them an allowance for the possibilities
that what they perceive are just illusions of the mind
far away from the flesh and bone of the things-in-themselves
a mirage, or just the image of a mirage, come to think of it,
a man that you hate or love, could not be me, but the image of the man
in your dream in your mind like air dripping from your forehead to your lips
you taste and feel it but it does not taste and feel as you have seen it
there are possibilities of optical illusions, and what you see are evil
come to think of it, could just be as good as your disguises.
you are made to believe that what you see is what you get.
but there are those which your eyes do not see which your eyes failed to find.
what you feel is also what you get on such matters that only your heart can feel.
i have written this because you wish to see my love through your eyes.
you grieve because you have not seen that red flower in the blue sky.
it is not in the mind, it is right there in that garden when you close your eyes.
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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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Once They Said
Once they said you were so sweet
But now they say that you are a cheat
So maybe then someday you might learn
Your deeds speak louder than any word
When you are walking down your street.
Once they said your soul was loyal
But now they say its used and soiled
So I say this to you my dear, dear friend
If you did once before you will do it again
You once had nothing but now you are spoiled.
Once they said you were knowledegable
Now they say that you are intolerable
As you think your better than everyone else
And know one is as smart as yourself
Now your ways and acts are unpardonable.
Once they said you were very honest
But then you became very dishonest
You hid your truth as you would hide a tear
Then you made your past and deeds disappear
As then you thought you were a goddess.
Once they said you were trustworthy
But then you became uncouth and earthy
You became a person that we never knew
As inside your soul and mind evil and hate grew
Now for your salvation you will never be worthy.
Once they said you were true to the core
But now your mind is empty and your soul is poor
You had let evil and sin enter into your life
Now honest and love is out of your sight
Statements of praises, you wont hear anymore.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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My Bonnie Lass
My Bonnie Lass From Scotland
Whom I love with all my heart
Across the sea, she came to me
From her, I shall never part.
As she is my everything
As I wander throughout my life
And like a prayer, she is always there
So now my Lass, has became my wife.
As she is the beauty
That enters into my thoughts
So now when I close my eyes, I realize
She was my victory in a battle hard fought.
My Bonnie Lass from Scotland
Whom I love with all my soul
And in my brain, she will always remain
As never will I let her go.
When I close my eyes and off to sleep
My mind though is still wide awake,
Sometimes I wonder, as though I ponder
How do I live, if from me, she GOD did take.
For I love her more than the red, red rose
That blooms in the summertime
And I will love her till, my heart stands still
Till then, I know that she is mine.
My Bonnie Lass from Scotland
You are the reason that I do live
As in this world of take, and remake
To you and only you, I will always give.
And though in times that we might fight
But in my heart I am holding your hand
I can take the pain, like the falling rain
As always I know, I am your man.
In years from now when its my time to leave
And our present will become your past
With tears in my eye, I will always cry
That I love you my Bonnie, Bonnie Lass.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Two Sides To Every Story
There are two sides to every story
Not just the side of them or theirs,
So never judge or hold a grudge
And when you listen, please listen with care.
Listen to one side and then always the other
Not just one side and then walk away
If you pick that route, sad you'll turn out
And never will you ever feel or be the same.
You will hate yourself as truth be told
If you listen to only one side of the story
You'll live in disgrace, when you see your face
And never will you fill satisfaction or joy.
As time will come, and of course time will tell
Someday the truth it will all come out
And when it you do hear, will you shed a tear
As you found out you took the wrong route.
There is two sides to every story
Not just the side that you want to hear
And not from their soul, that you do not know
And not from someone who will cry you a tear.
When you listen, please listen well
No matter if they be friend or foe
Look into their eyes, then you might realize
And then the truth might just be known.
To condemn someone is such a terrible act
Which you must live with the rest of your life
You will live in shame, for someone you falsely blamed
And always you will question yourself why.
A pretty face or a sad sad story
Guilt either begins or ends with that line
As a pretty face, it can mask lies or hate
Then the truth through deception is left behind.
There are two sides to every story
I must preach that statement once again
Listen to both sides, then the judgment you can decide
And happy you will be in the end
As you cannot judge a book by it's cover
No matter what you might hear or what might be said
As so many will lie, so that to get pity on their side
While untruth and deception they will had led.
A saddened face is just a saddened story
There is more to the truth to one persons story
Don't falsely judge, if so even GOD will hold a grudge
Then far away you will be from his glory.
When you listen to a story listen with your soul
Never be afraid to ask a question or even ask why
And always seek the truth, as you would seek out good fruit
And remember to every story there is always another side.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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