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And Love Returns Again My Friend
by Regina Pate (Age: 29)
copyright 08-09-2007


Age Rating: 18 to 127

 
The words are true
And a little off cue
The timings all wrong
The words may confuse

My mind tries to relate
What my heart is dying
Trying
To find the right words
She can rhyme
And relate the reason
Her heart aches

But from my soul
I'd have to say no
When my soul speaks
It reaches it's goal

It finds a way
To release
All the emotions
It seeks

Connected through my fingertips
What I can't express
Not out loud
Not my voice, my speech, my lips

But with my words
My song, my dance
The picture I paint

The say a picture is worth a thousand words
So here is my story for all that it's worth

Symbols, silent speech
Body language, the voice of deceit

Symbols is the language our soul speaks
It's not taught English
Or verbal speech

But it understands
What it sees
And how it feels
And can explain to you
Without words
Whatever it wills

These words are my own
I'm fighting to rewrite
What my soul has already been told

I don't want it to feel
I don't think it can deal
I want it to be safe
So my body can heal

I ache for compassion
I crave for understanding
I need to know why my heart
Keeps on beating

If my soul could speak
Oh the things it would say
She would guide me
She knows the right way

But I fight with myself
I struggle with who I am
I denied myself thrice
Just like Peter when he did

I do not know you
I said in my head

I do not know you
I felt in my heart

I do not know you
To the jury I've plead

Who are you
In my dreams I have said

I turned my back
On who God is
I forgot that part

But I wish I wouldn't have done it
I wish I could in fact
Stand for what I believe in
Keep up with my end of the pact

I wish I wouldn't have pushed my soul so far down deep inside
I wish I wouldn't have got so week
That my soul wants to hide

I've buried my talent
I've hid my gift
I've wasted my life
Or whatever is left

I should have never took for granted the words that were loaned to me

I should have been grateful
But I just couldn't see

You don't know what you got
'Till you loose
What you have
Sometimes we forget
How we use to laugh

All we can think about
Is what else we can be
And we don't realize
How much that we need

I relied on my self
I trusted my strength
Through his blood that was shed
I had faith beyond length

You couldn't measure my confidence
In writing with ease

It was as natural
As breathing
So naturally no doubt
I did it without thinking
Unconsciously
I spelled out

The words that were unique
In a way
I could speak

As I breathe
So shall I write

I take a breath
I say whats right
I release my breath
Even until death

Without air I die
And without words I lie

I deny my beliefs
I question my faith
I loose all hope
And love goes away

I miss everyday
I miss being alive
I miss taking my first breath
All I want is to save what is left

As I pass out from not breathing
I fall asleep...

A child
A baby
A new life
To renew
My strength

A light to give me hope
A reason to save my soul
And Love returns again
My friend
And you have reached your goal


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09-09-2007 Deborah Thomas    

some things never change, huh? -shakes head and chuckles softly at Roger-
I agree with Roger... you never deviate from your style, even when the message changes. And so is the way of life. A journey with a message... the message changes,good or bad. We can only look back and see where we figured it out and where we did not see at all....
I think your song will change again soon. -wink-
Love, mom
ps... I took Tristan to see where I last saw you at the airport today. he thought it was cool.
Call me tomorrow?


08-17-2007 Roger Crique    

I love the passion, the drama, the lump in the throat effect that this had on me. I can see you struggle to find out who you are, where you're going and what the purpose is to this unplanned trip we all undertake, without any clue as to our destination. I again think it's rather long, but this is your style and I must give you credit for it, you have not deviated from that! Overall, I think it's a darn good poem and it speaks volumes as to where we stand in this junction of our journey, nowhere! Great write my Queen!


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