Silently I Walk

Silently I walk in the virtue of

.

justice and in the shadows of my

forefathers. Bent is the judicial system

and beyond the bars of pain. I

can see the spirit of the innocent cry

out for justice to deafening ears

of the prejudice.

But their cries remain in vain.

Silently I walk.

I see the innocent put in the system

where the devil lurks and prey on

the weak. It's the same system

where the spirit of perversion runs

free in a spiritual battle that no

man can see. Dammed are the

innocent and the weak.

Silently I walk.

I see their tears in the middle of

the night as they all were wishing it

was a dream.

Only to be ravaged

again and again and reminded that

this perversion of intrusion is far

from a dream but sometimes a fatal

grim reality of them dieing in the tears

of their spirit hoping God would

hear it.

Silently I walk.

Help me they silently scream,

torn and separated from mind, body and

spirit instantly.

Can you hear the screams?

They cry with fear, anger

and despair on the walls of injustice deafening ears.

They were the ones who were truly innocent as

they were incarcerated on the whims

of ego's only interested with another

notch or win as they smile, shake

hands of a job well done while the

innocent life's hang in the balance

the devil grins.

Silently I walk.

Be thou separated from the body

and let your spirit run free. Ask God

for forgiveness of every wrong deed.

Birth in me a new seed of

righteousness and let my mind be renewed,

Let me develop character of Christ

like virtues, The love of God, The

witness of the Holy Ghost,

Let my revelation be me standing strong

with breastplate righteousness,

the helmet of salvation as I walk with

Christ and in me he has created

a new creation.

Amen.

Copyright © 2008 David Burton All Rights Reserved

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There comes a time when we must not allow our selves to settle or succumb to defeat in life's endeavors. But, strive and aspire to a higher purpose in life. This will lead us to ultimate truth that lies within us. We must choose to awaken our spirit to allow God's message to be heard in the mist of any storm that comes our way.

Peace Be Still & Allow God's Will To Be Done.

I Am You

He is a spirit that's guided by the

light followed by angels in flight.

Born in a world of many to learn and

where disobedience can mean burn.

Who am I?

Bound by cosmic force and

where love ends in divorce.

A mediator within society that

fills gaps other wise void.

Who am I?

I am a challenged child where the

new clashes with the old.

In a society where the young must

not be timid but, bold.

Who am I?

I am a thought within the mind.

I am hated and discriminated against.

I'm the boy with his back up

against the racial fence.

Who am I?

I am lost within a river of tears and

consumed by anger

for so many years.

I have been physically,

mentally battered and abused.

Left with the ultimate

feeling of being used.

Who am I?

I am a statement that is true.

This is my story.

I am you!

We are honor to post this poem from Angela who is currently writing poetry in which the people in her life is her inspiration as well as the circumstance too. We know you will enjoy this poem as so many have.

MICAH

My miracle from GOD above

Immagine endless hugs and so much love.

Chrisma,charm, and beautiful cinnamon skin.

Always running, skipping, or exposing a grin.

Heaven blessed my life so sweet so sweet.

A more precious girl you'll ever meet.

By Angela C.

To read more from this poet visit her myspace page http://www.myspace.com/buttheythatwait

Woman

Let me define the line where beauty & intelligence flows through the veins of a woman which engraves the very essence of her stature?
I define her beauty through her charted spirit
Her walk with God.

Silently she speaks and he can hear it.
Her love for all things good as it magnifies our author's love for all.

She embellishes Gods truth and projects his light
She walks with confidence holding her head high and standing tall.

Knowing with every step she takes guided by her Father in Heaven is right. In the midst of adversity she still shows her unselfishness toward strangers, family and friends.

I believe her cultivating nature which compels her to transcend. A woman is so divine in her character, in her position and is always giving of her self.
So, it's no surprise to find such a good woman is worth more than any worldly wealth.

A woman
You are a gift of love
A star in the distant night
A gift from above
Packaged just right.

Soul Mate

I was memorized with her beauty as I laid eyes on her for the very first time.

I never thought I would ever fall head over heals for someone in this capacity.
I knew I was in love instantly. She was the one, my soul mate I silently yearned for all my life.

Her smile is like a warm embrace that sooths my entire being.

Her eyes are like if a window in heaven open and God personally place her in my path.

She is everything I ever wanted in a woman.

She's intelligent warm and sweet.

She is the love I searched for all my life. Up until now, I have never known love.

I have settled for imperfection.

I have settled for lust and have grown to love with temperance and patients.

Over time I have learn to love who I have been involved with and out of fear of being alone.

I have made all the wrong decisions for love.

But, now I finally know what love is and it feels so good.

I don't want to let it go. You see, all I do is think about her all day and all night.

I got it bad for her. My palms are sweaty all the time now.

I can't eat and my stomach is doing topsy-turvy events that I can't seem to control.

I find my self wanting to hold the door open for her and everyone else for that matter.

Pull her chair out for her when she sits down.

I lay awake until two or three in the morning wishing I could hold her, talk to her, or settle for a smile to

sustain me until the morning. I got up in the middle of the night and wrote this instead.

To my soul mate, to the woman of my dreams.

I have an eternal fire burning with passion to love you in this life and the next.

You are my dream come true. You are the answer to my quest for love that eluded me for so long.

I promise to give all of my self to you and treat you like the Nubian Queen you are.
I promise to be true to only you.

I promise to give you a life filled with fun, happiness, love and passion.

I promise to be your Mandingo king, your lover giving you love everlasting.

What ever you want, your wish is my command.

Is it candle light dinner?

Let me draw you a hot and soothing bath.

Is it a walk in the park?

Or is it something as simple as a laugh.

In essence, I'll be your man.

I'll be your lover.

I'll be your friend.
I'll be there until the end.

To my Nubian Queen, to my best friend

To my love of fate.
To my love, my soul mate.

Thanks for reading this poem and hope you enjoyed it. To here me recite Love At First Site. Visit me at http://www.myspace.com/stormdave

I am on a search for new poets and song writers. I am in the developing stages of creating a newsletter that will be mailed to 1000 homes. Our targeted audience is people who purchase poetry books, cd's musical poetry and more.

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When you talk about talent you have to say the name Naija. I had the opportunity to here her sing and was literally blown away!

With amazing talent Ms Naija is definitely a force to reckon with. She has a new Single out called "I'd Die Without You."

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I can't believe I could have so much fun listening to others recite poetry. But, I always hear something different and are provided with a new store line.

Many poets come from all over to partake in one of the most exciting poetry competitions in Texas. I am please to cover this event and meet some interesting people from all walks of life.

If you have a poetry event that you would like me to display or just simply mention please contact me I have many avenues on the web where I can post your information for free. Let's spread the words about poetry!!!

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I also have a paper newsletter that will be delivered quarterly and if you want to place an add in their you can contact me.

I love listening to poetry that awaken the senses and arouse the mind. When I heard the Ambassador I got what I bargained for. This guy is for real and have a story to tell that is deep...

You have to take a look and listen to what he is saying you will really enjoy this guy.

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It's always a blessing to read poetry that someone else has created. However, when children find an opportunity to take time out of their busy schedule to remember a day that has been designated to mothers and write in the remembrance as what this means to them. It is truly wonderful. Below is a 12 year old who has decided to start writing and it is my pleasure to post one of her first poems on this website.
Mother's Day

Mother's Day is a gift from God for all the

Mothers who gave birth to his children.

Mother's Day is the day for the children to

thank their mother for all the love and

support they gave them.

Mother's Day is the day for mothers to rest

and have peace. Mother's Day is the day for

mothers to get off their feet. Mother's Day is

for mothers to sit back and relax. Mother's Day

is for all the fathers to do what the mothers do.

Mother's Day; boy do I love Mother's Day.

By Raygine Montgomery

Winter's Palace

I'm stuck in winter's chilly grip,
Oh how I long for fall,
Where leaves are plenty, and the
Sky holds me in bluest thrall.

But the snow holds tight throughout
The day, with many an icy bar,
And makes me wish for the green of
May, where the trees are never far,

Where the breeze it carries playful
Tunes, on gentle, whispering arms,
Instead of gusting forcefully
With its angry, violent charms.

My heart it yearns for a summers
Night, which does not come 'til late,
Where the only sounds alive are the
Crickets rustling 'neath the gate.

But here I'm trapped, in Winter's Palace,
With the dullest of gray for my eye.
Oh, how I pine for the dew on the grass,
Not the dreary white snow from the sky.

By: Anna McCarty
http://thesleepingtypewriter.wordpress.com

Love By Imagination

Let me penetrate your
mind with words Of lingo.
There's nothing
to see for darkness
overwhelms the night.

Let's not give in to
the seductive feelings
Of lust, so we can let
our minds unite in
truth in light.

Intellectual foreplay
creates boundaries of
exploration. Without
touching or kissing
you'll find a delicate
whisper of love within
your imagination.

Whispers in the dark
have meaning of more
than love. Commitment
is just one of things
I think of.

I want to make love
to you with poetic words
that make you climax from
what's been Said.
Have you shiver from
every syllable spoken.
While you lie back in your
bed.

With our imagination we
Can journey to Spain.
Make love in different
Languages, while we
Swing from chandeliers.
Sip words of champagne.
Swallow lyric of screaming
Pleasure. Can you sustain?

Because there's more as
we journey to the core
with succulent desires
as we baptize our souls
by fire in the heat of
verbal passion dripping
with flavor ever lasting.

Filling your inner core
while your body silently
screams for more.

Before we take flight
and leave the night to
bring in a new day.
We open our eyes and
Sanctify out thoughts
with a kiss as we part
ways.

We needed no explanation.
Because we only wanted to
Enjoy love by imagination.