Sheepish The Lion
The Sheepish Lion
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, January 9,2011, @6: 59 PM
It’s a dirty rotten shame
Chance never given to play the game
Not even a farthing left to my name
Now who is really to blame?
No one so back from where I came
Sought out fortune and fame
Everything remains the same
The pauper I became
The waters now inflame
The wild lion now tame
Fires now enflame
Onetime associates now disclaim
Friends now I rename
Diligently they took aim
For my name they now defame
O so true for they are so lame
On mountains high I shall exclaim
The greatness of god I proclaim
Great is the meaning of my surname
Slender is my frame
My self-worth I now reclaim
For the world I now set aflame
No longer a laptop but a mainframe
My exploits the media wont ever acclaim
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Dirty Rotten Shame
I recall the good old days
But thankfully, theyve gone
Now the ponies all are broken nags
That stumble as they groan
And throw the jockeys from their throne
When there are pitches left to dodge
And lions left to tame
But its nothing but a dirty rotten shame
Its a dirty rotten shame
That when youre frivolous and strong
It isnt youth, its fearlessness
That has been wasted on the young
The cruel are in the cradle
And the bishops in the bag
Its nothing but a dirty rotten shame
Now I find life a millionaire
That brags for rags and jewels
A snarling pup is wild enough
But as his anger proves
Hes left to sharpen useless tools
That tear and graze and finer phrase
But few are worth the name
Its nothing but a dirty rotten shame
Its a dirty rotten shame
And that is not an idle boast
When all your courage and your strength
Will leave you as you need it most
When there are lamps to dampen
And cauliflowers to flip
Its nothing but a dirty rotten shame
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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New Biography
See youve got the new biography
Where did they get the info from
Same as before some, so called friends
Who claim to have, known me then
How come theyve got such good memories
And I cant even remember last week
Got to queston where theyre coming from
What knowledge of me is it that they speak
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, oh the name game,
Lord its a cryin shame
Lord tell me whats to blame
Reinvented all the stories they know
Give them all a different slant
What is it that theyre really looking for
Just a hobby on the internet
So far away, way back when
The people that claim, to have known me then
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play the name game
The fame game, the name game,
Oh its such a cryin shame, tell me whos to blame
If they didnt really know me way back
How can they know me now, in any respect
Its a pity they dont feel the pain
That they should pay the price to play, to play
The fame game, the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Not on my wavelength and its such a shame
That they have to play, have to play the fame game
Oh the name game, its a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They keep on playin
The fame game, oh the name game
Its such a cryin shame, please tell me whos to blame
Keep on playin the fame game
Lord, the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
They just keep on playin the fame game
Oh the name game, its such a cryin shame
Please tell me whos to blame
Keep on, keep on playin..
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Faded Dreams
Faded Dreams
Written by Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, November 18,2012
Now I know dreams don't come true
For I wont be sharing them with you
No walking in the park
No sharing kisses in the dark
No showing you off to my friends
No spending romantic weekends
No more rides for all it's worth
No taking you to the land of my birth
Your tender hands I wanted to hold
Now the truth begins to unfold
Now the music has died
Just because to me you lied
In time all things reveal
Secrets no longer conceal
Happy life to me was ideal
Now I know how you truly feel
Your actions show you don't care
When I call you're not there
To comfort you I did my best
Put above all the rest
Gave you all that I could give
I would go hungry so you could live
Hours with you I did spend
Not even a letter you would send
Now my dreams have faded away
But I'll be alright come what may
Things time will not erase
Questions pondered you couldn't face
No more time on you I'll waste
No longer for the breeze I will chase
Dreams don't always come true
For god knows I had really loved you
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Hello Goodbye AP
HELLO GOODBYE A.P.
Has 'Chance' ever sought to undo
Events it engenders, whose aim
Links Cause and Effect, threads into
Life's wonder it treads till Time's claim
Opens onto dark void to ensue -
Goodbye to AP's passing fame!
Has maid caught swain’s thought to braid two
Ever one? What begun with acclaim
Leads to au revoir as all view
Lifted hand for departure, proclaim
Once need not be forever - 'tis true.
'Goodbye to AP! ' calls her name!
Has the rainbow bewitched him? Arched cue
Energizing emotions which flame
Like love's blaze to amaze through and through,
Light waves, soaring, stay never the same,
Ochre, green, turn, deep scarlet, bright blue.
Goodbye to AP features game!
His soul-song soft-strong would pursue
Elsewhere echoes profound, to our shame,
Laughter twinning Yin, Yang, spinning through
Lasting memories all should reframe,
Opportunities none should subdue.
Goodbye to AP she'd exclaim!
Heart explores other skies bright and blue,
Eliminates obstacles lame,
Like a spark which the dark lit - it knew
Lately motivations none may tame.
Overdue, old page turns towards new,
Goodbye to AP's rhyming flame!
Hence! calls finger, don’t linger, renew
Emotions whose motions enflame,
Late seems better than never to brew
Leaving potion, heed siren's refrain
Options nascent foreseen in its train:
Goodbye APing crew and Adieu!
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18 December 1997
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EMOTIONS WHOSE OCEANS NONE TAME
20 October 2008
PATH TO FRESH PASTURES
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EMOTIONS WHOSE OCEANS NONE TAME
Has 'Chance' ever sought to undo
Events it engenders, whose aim
Links Cause and Effect, threads into
Eternity, treads till Time's claim
Null and void to all else is it drew -
Deriving from one star its fame.
Has maid caught thought cascade to braid two
Ever one? What begun with acclaim
Leads to tango intense, as both view
Ease, tease, pleasing as pair, there proclaim
Nature's harmony, - long overdue, -
Dissipating historical blame.
Has the rainbow bewitched her? arched cue
Energizing emotions which flame
Like love's blaze to amaze, - tonic, true, -
Ever magic, and never the same -
Now green and now scarlet, now blue -
Drawn to change, sweet exchange, play strange game.
Her soul-song soft-strong would pursue
Echo found so profound, soon became
Laughter twinning Yin and Yang spinning through
Enchantment’s enjoyment, rename
‘Now’ ‘forever’, Time cannot subdue,
Designing fine future few frame.
Heart flows lets love's arrow fly to
Eliminate obstacles lame,
Like a spark which the dark lit - it knew
Emotions whose oceans none tame.
Night burned bright, to light turned, earned a new
Departure for pastures green… Game?
Hence! calls finger, don’t linger, renew
Emotions whose motions enflame,
Late seems better than never to brew
Endeared peer to peering refrain -
Nascent empathy spread, in its train
Doubts dissolved, all cares solved, - what a coup!
Hither, thither, summations sweet flew,
Exploring encore’s ring - campaign
Lifting heart for fresh start, gladness grew
Entrancing, enhancing the same,
Neutral never she’d, clever, review
Dreams inspired, gleams entire seemed... Adieu!
18 December 1997
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HELLO GOODBYE A.P.
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20 October 2008
PATH TO FRESH PASTURES
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PATH TO FRESH PASTURES
Time and 'Chance' have combined to undo
Intense events bred bending flame
Through causal links threading into
Unexpected departure - Time's claim
Signals null and void all the past drew-
Tread turning one head its aim.
That regrets should cascade feelings blue
Is too sad, what begun with acclaim
To tangent spins onwards to view
Unexpected alternative frame
Showing path to fresh pastures, take cue
Totally independant of blame.
The future shows rainbow, glows too
Indicating new way, may proclaim
Tale trailblazing amazing and true,
Unhindered, life never the same -
Scarlets, greens, of harmonious hue -
Touching strange, exchange change for life's game.
Those who soul-song soft-strong would pursue
In new race found profound, to reclaim
Time lost at a cost paid by few.
Universal encouragements name
Success Time shall never subdue,
Trace team winning through twinning dreams new.
Thus hope flows, scope's arrow flies true,
Inhibiting obstacles lame
Transform to spark lighting dark through
Uncertainty, troubles may tame.
Song burns bright, to light turns, earned by few,
Triumphant tomorrows proclaim.
Tide turns, finger beckons, renew
Idylls ideal and rich which enflame
Those energies longing to brew
Unlimited open refrain -
Spreading positive thoughts in its train
To cares solve, doubts dissolve - what a coup!
Termination: rebirth should ensue,
Invitation to stimulate brain
Tingling heart for fresh start, gladness grew
Uniquely entrancing, the same,
Shall expand newfoundland to review
Theme inspired, gleam seems fired, so... Adieu!
20 October 2008
poem acrostic TITUS T © Jonathan Robin
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18 December 1997
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EMOTIONS WHOSE OCEANS NONE TAME
17 July 2007
HELLO GOODBYE A.P.
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Cant Tame The Lion
In the midst of a dream I swear I saw you... standing there
In a sea of emotion with faithful devotion... you were there
In heat of the night under the street lights... once again
At the edge of the fire for the love of the jungle... again and again, oh yeah
They cant tame the lion
Cant tame the lion
They cant tame the lion
One night in detroit, yes I swear I saw you... standing there
In a summer of dreams down by the river... you were there
I remember... its all so clear
In the midst of a dream, yes I swear I say you... standing there
They cant tame the lion
Cant tame the lion
They cant tame the lion
In the midst of a dream I swear I saw you... standing there
In a sea of emotion with faithful devotion... you were there
I remember... its all so clear
In the embers of reckless years
In the midst of a dream I swear I saw you... standing there
They cant tame the lion
Cant tame the lion
They cant tame the lion
At the edge of the fire, for the love of the jungle
They cant tame the lion
Cant tame the lion
They cant tame the lion
song performed by by Journey
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Dancing The Mambo
Dancing The Mambo
Written by: Wilfred Charles Mellers, Wednesday, December 14,2011 @ 00: 24
Do you miss my kiss on your lips?
When you lie down at night and turn off the lights
Are your arms still empty when I use to give you plenty?
Do you lay awake and from the cold shake?
Do you miss my sent and wonder where the passion went?
Long horns come and go but they don’t know
What sweets you can also sour you too
The sky’s not always blue and words aren’t often always true
It’s about give and take for we all make mistakes
Reap the bitter fruit right down to the its root
Back to the premise at hand for this was not my plan
To fall in and out is foolish no doubt
Sacrifices made and a solemn price paid
Felt the blade once where I laid
Passed by the parade from the drums I plaid
Left alone waiting for you to come home
Staring out the window as grass green turns yellow
Feeling like a psycho for the lion turned to the scarecrow
Songs came no more from the swallow for halls now hollow
No longer the mellow fellow that always greats hello
Broken was my halo and silence came from the sparrow
Life was on furlough and I back to the ghetto
This I knew yet I still grew
No longer a shadow feeling so–so
Flying no more solo for I walk to a new tempo
Seasons come and seasons go maestro
Cover not my head with a pillow feeling sorrow
My disco has now turned to a tango
A planet no longer Pluto for Dorothy has found Toto
The zero is now a hero dancing the mambo
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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A Real Sellout
A Real Sellout
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, September 5,2010 @ 11: 16 AM
It’s for you these words I write
I hope you sleep well at night
My name your words now smear
For you I won’t even shed a tear
Are you happy with the decisions you’ve made?
What about the friends you’ve betrayed?
What about the lies you’ve told?
What about the friends you treated so cold?
At least my conscience is clear
To your friends you were never sincere
You where a friend I once held near
Your cries in the night no one will hear
About yourself is all you care
One day you will end up in total despair
You are mixed up in a dirty affair
Shame is the price you shall bear
Deceitful and spinning a web of lies
You and the Devil are true allies
You will come to your own demise
For prudence you will never exercise
So Many years friendship wasted
Bitter fruits are now being tasted
For you I don’t hold any malice
Any care once held is now callous
My mistake was thinking you were a friend
I thought that you I could depend
I had thought that you were a godsend
I suppose that was all just pretend
This I do without any apprehension
Stricken now your name I shall no longer mention
You are foul, crude, and cannot be trusted
For now of you I am feeling disgusted
Money is where you’ve found your happiness
Your heart one day shall feel the sadness
Wondering through life you trod aimless
You’ve proven that you are truly classless
Thanks for the lookout
You tried you best I doubt
Now I now what you’re all about
You truly are a real sellout
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Out of Africa
Written by: Wilfred C. Mellers Sunday, January 27,2002
Out of paradise where I’m from
Taken down to a little island
Brought forth the fruits of civilazation
Spread it to all modern nations
Now from my home in Jamaica
Forward to America
Blinded by the color of the lights
But still denied my human rights
Sweet land of my forefather’s birth
Once we conquered the for corners of the earth
Spread modern man across these lands
With only simple stone tools in our hands
This I know and you can trust
That once all nations bowed before us
Sweet gardens home of eden paradise
Yes my friends it once was so nice
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Ode To Somrit Mellers
Ode To Somrit Mellers
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Wednesday, February 16,2011 @ 11: 12 AM
My feelings for you are endless
I bear my soul to you in its bareness
Words cannot ever mention
in your arms I find redemption
We are the perfect duet
I thank god the day we met
Over you I am obsessing
You are truly a magnificent blessing
A love so amazingly real
You have that certain sex appeal
There is no better way to spend my days
I cherish you now, here forth, and always
If I was granted only one wish
I would make all your pains vanish
A world without you I want no part
To you I have given my very heart
Even though we are at a distance
You remain my sole existence
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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She Is Everything
She Is Everything
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, April 10,2011, @ 11: 23 AM
With a voice sounding so sweet
She said please come, have a seat
She so slender, tender, and petite
Her looks no other can compete
When I come home her beautiful smile always greets
Wonders and merriment's given under the sheets
A gift from god for she is an absolute treat
My love she will never ever deplete
She keeps herself so really neat
Her personality always bright and upbeat
Always the lady when she’s on the street
Even though she always brings the heat
Modest, humble, and continuously discreet
She moves and grooves to her own beat
She makes me run as if I am an athlete
Over hot coal for her I’d walk bare feet
A tasty pastry so delightful and ready to eat
Wholesome reminiscent of whole-wheat
Never she full of conceit
What we have is truly concrete
She’s now my very heartbeat
Preordained for we were distant to meet
My vow to her to never mistreat
She has made my life so complete
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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In A Dream
In A Dream
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, December 2,2012
You came to me in a dream
I held you tight lasting the night
You began to fade away
I didn't want to wake to face the day
Holding on tight my eyes began to tear
For all I want is to hold you near
Now sleep wont come back to my eyes
Waters flow to drown the skies
Promises to you I can't keep
So all I want to do is go back to sleep
No use counting sheep
So now I just sit here and I weep
My heart won't give me a break
That's why I sit here wide-awake
I know it's quite extreme
But the only way I can be with you is in a dream
Nothing is never as it seams
In my soul my heart it screams
My life I can't remake
You I wont ever forsake
Suffering now from a huge headache
That's why I don't want to stay awake
I don't want to see another daybreak
Not another moment I can take
From reality I want to escape
In my dream my existence I shape
Missing you is more than I can bear
Please dreams take me back there
Actuality is endless nightmares
For in my dreams reality disappears
You are in my bloodstream
My only way to be with you is in a dream
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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For Heaven Sake
For Heaven Sake
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Wednesday, January 5,2011@6: 05 PM
Sometimes I sit back and I ponder
For those who don’t understand, it is that I wonder
Is it really worth it all?
For on the father I now call
Why can’t I make you understand?
I am so tired of being your kickstand
At this rate we shall disband
Our ship sails now unmanned
All I do is for you and you give me so much grief
From this type of stress I need some relief
In me you never ever had any belief
So go ahead and be the chief
The constant badgering seems to be a Motif
You treat me like your personal handkerchief
After every conversation you I must debrief
Floating now in the wind like a Greenleaf
I am tired of everything you must inspect
For me you’ve lost all respect
From me what do you really expect?
I am always the criminal and the first suspect
Your woes and worries on me you project
I am neither a clown nor I a reject
I am just a man and I'm far from perfect
When I am gone take some time to reflect
The things you do will follow you
Insanity, profanity, you’ve got not a clue
Jealousy is the pot of stew that you brew
Respect of my consciousness is long overdue
Sometimes I sit and wonder about it all
So quick the mighty shall always fall
So big but yet so puny and small
Before you walk you must learn to crawl
Humble yourself for I have done you no wrong
Disagreements you like to prolong
So weak from once so strong
It seems like you and I wont ever get along
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Just Jest
JUST JEST
Backchat repartee plays game
Encouraging free minds to test
All views with wit. Life flits, just jest
To spendthrift share, its end the same
Remains regardless tears or zest.
Insightful is each ludic frame.
Creative art is doubly blessed,
Expressions shocking, mocking fame,
Belong to those who’d talents tame
Exploring – not that prepossessed
Arty-farty crafty pest
Tarting reputation lame,
Receiving much, and giving … blame …
ICE cold within {s[p]}oiled self acclaim.
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BE AT EASE AS POET
Be at Ease As Poet
Behind the poet's weighting game
Encouraging free mind to test
All limits passed, Life flits, just jest
To spendthrift share, its end the same
End meets whatever tears or zest
Are shed within our brief time-frame.
Sustained creation's doubly blessed,
Expresses much, yet mocks vain fain
As fit for those who'd talents tame
Surrendering free choice, impressed
Perchance by base externals pressed
Out over reputation lame.
Ease grows through harmony, on cue
Transforms to guest strange reader's view...
See Source poem JUST JEST
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Be At Ease As Poet
BE AT EASE AS POET
Be at Ease As Poet
Behind the poet's weighting game
Encouraging free mind to test
All limits passed, Life flits, just jest
To spendthrift share, its end the same
End meets whatever tears or zest
Are shed within our brief time-frame.
Sustained creation's doubly blessed,
Expresses much, yet mocks vain fain
As fit for those who'd talents tame
Surrendering free choice, impressed
Perchance by base externals pressed
Out over reputation lame.
Ease grows through harmony, on cue
Transforms to guest strange reader's view...
See Source poem JUST JEST
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11 January 2010
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JUST JEST
Backchat repartee plays game
Encouraging free minds to test
All views with wit. Life flits, just jest
To spendthrift share, its end the same
Remains regardless tears or zest.
Insightful is each ludic frame.
Creative art is doubly blessed,
Expressions shocking, mocking fame,
Belong to those who’d talents tame
Exploring – not that prepossessed
Arty-farty crafty pest
Tarting reputation lame,
Receiving much, and giving … blame …
ICE cold within {s[p]}oiled self acclaim.
26 November 2006
robi03_1513_robi03_0000 ASX_IJX
n.b. {s[p]}oiled – soiled, spoiled, and oiled … soi led = self led
see below BE AT EASE AS POET
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© Jonathan Robin – acrostic sonnet Beatrice
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Path To Fresh Pastures - 1812
Time and 'Chance' have combined to undo
Intense events bred bending flame
Through causal links threading into
Unexpected departure - Time's claim
Signals null and void all the past drew-
Tread turning one head its aim.
That regrets should cascade feelings blue
Is too sad, what begun with acclaim
To tangent spins onwards to view
Unexpected alternative frame
Showing path to fresh pastures, take cue
Totally independant of blame.
The future shows rainbow, glows too
Indicating new way, may proclaim
Tale trailblazing amazing and true,
Unhindered, life never the same -
Scarlets, greens, of harmonious hue -
Touching strange, exchange change for life's game.
Those who soul-song soft-strong would pursue
In new race found profound, to reclaim
Time lost at a cost paid by few.
Universal encouragements name
Success Time shall never subdue,
Trace team winning through twinning dreams new.
Thus hope flows, scope's arrow flies true,
Inhibiting obstacles lame
Transform to spark lighting dark through
Uncertainty, troubles may tame.
Song burns bright, to light turns, earned by few,
Triumphant tomorrows proclaim.
Tide turns, finger beckons, renew
Idylls ideal and rich which enflame
Those energies longing to brew
Unlimited open refrain -
Spreading positive thoughts in its train
To cares solve, doubts dissolve - what a coup!
Termination: rebirth should ensue,
Invitation to stimulate brain
Tingling heart for fresh start, gladness grew
Uniquely entrancing, the same,
Shall expand newfoundland to review
Theme inspired, gleam seems fired, so... Adieu!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Lion In The Winter
Lion in my winter.
Im a lion with no crown.
You wanna make me big man , a star on a screen.
Some kind of james brown or something in between.
But when I ask for money you smother me in charms.
I cant live on glory when your bendin both my arms.
I , I was a lion in winter.
And man I had friends for miles around.
I was a lion in my winter.
What goods a lion lord, without a crown.
Youre living in a cave man ,upon your marble throne.
You think you own the heavens, but youve got to be alone.
You know I prayed for sunshine, a woman with my name.
I dont want to live man, you gave away the game.
I, I was a lion in winter.
And man I had friends for miles around.
I was a lion in my winter.
What goods a lion lord , without a crown.
(repeat last verse and fade out )
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Winter Fades To Springtime
Winter Fades To Springtime
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, October 25,2009 @ 11: 22 AM
Birds sing their songs but for others
Children pine away for their mothers
Fools fall in love and think it’s cool
Beside me sits an empty bar-stool
Such heartache and pain
I can't stand the rain
In anguish naked I stand for all to see
Yet no one can see me
Minstrel, jester, and the class clown
Tears fall like waterfalls till I drown
Weeping and wailing yet I make not a sound
Brown are my leafs on the ground found
O' dear God hear my plea
No one is there any more for me
Someone please rip my heart out I need it no more
Tear it out and throw it on the floor
These thoughts no longer I can ignore
No longer the gangster settling the score
My heart, my life, my soul, and all that I am feeling
Heart scorched needs plenty of healing
Looking forward to peace of mind
In this world no more can I find
These eyes of mine are now blind
This world has been so unkind
Take me away to another place and time
Where mountains no longer I climb
Wedding bells no longer chime
Winter fades to springtime
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Lame Game
It's all the same,
When a game is played lame!
It's all the same...
A lame game!
It's all the same,
When a game is played lame!
And the game
Being played...
Is so lame!
It's all the same,
When a game is played lame!
It's all the same.
A lame game!
It's all the same,
When a game is played lame,
And the game being played
By the players who play...
Is so tired and lame anyway!
And lame it will stay everyday!
'Cause they 'got no' shame
To play such tired games
Knowing it's all the same,
When a game is played lame!
And the game stays the same
'Cause no one wants to change
From a game that is lame..
And each day that lame game,
Stays the same!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Short Poem From The Heart
Short Poem From The Heart
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, August 8,2010 @ 1: 11 AM
If I had the world I would lay it at your feet
You make my life so complete
I love you more than you will ever know
You make the rains fall to make the flowers grow
All the riches in this world to you I would give
You have given me so many reasons to live
You have made my world a new
You have turn my gray skies so blue
Your thoughts I’ve always valued
From a feeble existence I’ve been rescued
You’ve put my mind in a mellow mood
I love you more than cooked food
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Best Friend
My Best Friend
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Thursday, April 8,2010 @ 9: 40 PM
I had a reason once upon a time before
Now we share those reasons no more
Couldn’t figure out what was worth fighting for
Do I still worship her? Yes I am sure
Here is the skinny and the plane truth
In America I had wasted my youth
Can't find any incentives to return at all
Here I can finally stand real tall
I grew tired of being in a pack
Nothing is left to draw be back
I will be back but not just yet
My mind is fluid and not truly set
This is all I can tell so I hope all is well
My true friends my mind does dwell
Spinning my wheels was never too smart
Love ones will always hold a place in my heart
All my friends I miss you so
Fondness more than you’ll ever know
You’ve changed my frown into a smile
You’ve made my existence worthwhile
God placed you in my life for a special reason
You have helped me weathered my worst season
This I say without any reservations
You will hold my greatest admiration's
Not too many I can call a friend
You are truly an angel and godsend
You were there when I felt like dying
You concerns taught me to keep trying
Thank you for you have made me glad
You cared when no one else had
You’re my best friend I do think of
You my cohorts are the ones I do love
True friends I’ve found
No matter the distance I’ll always be around
In an ocean of tears I’ll never let you drown
Your life preserver for I’ll never let you down
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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