A Prayer To Live By…

A prayer to live by

Yes it might have been hard at times 

That strain put on you by life 

Yes it might have left you with a scar 

A sign that you were touched 

Yes it might have left a bitter taste 

Those sore feelings to swallow 

Yes it might have been a rough ride 

Your bones felt crushed 

Yes it might have been lonely 

On gloomy and darkened nights 

Yes it might have been hard at times 

But be thankful 

Be grateful 

For all that you had 

For all that you lost 

For all the gains 

And all the lessons 

Be thankful 

Be grateful 

For the trusted friends 

The loving family 

The good health 

The morning sun 

Yes it might have been hard at times 

Be thankful 

Be grateful 

Always count your blessings 

And if you’re not sure 

If you’re still in doubt 

Count them again 

Never lose your faith 

And put your trust in God

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Remains Of A Man…

Walking away

Time is never kind 

When the lights go fading 

Into years of grey 

Time is never kind 

When the lender comes calling 

Time to repay 

Time is never kind 

When choices made 

Haunts the life away 

Time is never kind 

When regrets overcome 

There’s no other day 

Time is never kind 

When loved ones 

Were left along the way 

Time is never kind 

When the only companions 

Are memories of pain 

Time is never kind 

What’s left to lament

Bitterness 

Loneliness 

Emptiness 

Fading hope 

Time is never kind 

Nothing left to say 

It’s a destined plan 

Time is never kind 

As the end lingers upon 

The shattered remains of a man 

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You’re My Desire…

Burning-Desire

Forget the mortal flesh 

This heart of sand 

Forget the tainted love 

This vain pride 

Come let’s sing a song 

Dance like the wind 

Come let’s get drunk 

On a sacred wine 

Come let’s lay 

On a bed of light 

Come Let’s make love 

Under the wings of night 

Come the the moon is waiting 

The stars are longing 

Come my door is open 

You’re  what my soul desires

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The Gamble…

the gamble

Let me tell you about the deal 

A life we live as if it’s real 

The cards we held 

Are the hands we’re dealt 

The dealer called 

And bets were met 

The dealer smiled 

The gamble lost 

We all unfold 

As fate was meant

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When Death Comes Looking…

 angel of death .

When death comes calling 

Do you hear the call 

When death comes knocking 

Do you know which door 

When death comes asking 

Do you hide your soul 

When death comes looking 

Where will you go…

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Nostalgia…

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Two strangers we became, 

Beckoned by the blame, 

The moment we let go, 

Of the never ending games. 

Two strangers we roam, 

Aimless upon darkened roads, 

Once we took a vow, 

Not to go there alone. 

Two strangers we’ll meet, 

At the beginning of an end, 

Clinging to a fainting hope, 

Within our tainted fears. 

Two strangers we’ll be, 

Sharing an enticing memory, 

Underneath our bleeding skin, 

A portrait of a nostalgic scene.

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Yasmin…

 

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Her voice echoes the distance 

Between the heart and the soul 

Her voice echoes the longing 

Between the lost and their home 

Her voice echoes the missing 

Between the lovers for a touch 

Her voice echoes the pain 

Between the never and the may 

Her voice echoes the deliverance 

Between the sinners and their saints 

Her voice echoes the mystery  

Of a beautiful east with a Latin scent

 

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