| 1.19.2007 |
| Thoughts of You |
I was just sitting here thinking...
About the things in my mind.
Facts, fiction, stories, poems,
People, places, and things are what you'll find.
Good times, bad times,
Good memories, bad memories,
Good thoughts, bad thoughts,
Problems, quandaries, and remedies.
One thought of you,
Brings a smile to my face.
One thought of you,
And bad moments fade.
Knowing I can see you,
Brings a smile to my face.
Knowing I can see you,
And bad memories fade.
Waiting to see you,
Brings a smile to my face.
Waiting to see you,
And bad days fade.
Talking to you in my mind,
Brings a smile to my face.
Talking to you in my mind,
And bad thoughts fade.
I was just sitting here thinking...
About the things in my mind.
Thoughts of you,
Yes, thoughts of you are what you'll find.Labels: 2003, Emotions, Love, Memories, My Love |
posted by Me @ 2:53 PM  |
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| Pondering |
My heart skips a beat.
My lips can't help but smile.
Every time my thoughts go to you,
You drive me wild.
So many times I wondered,
If my dream would come true.
Every time I my thoughts wonder,
My dream comes out to be you.
Sitting by window,
Staring as the world goes by.
Telling myself over and over,
It's not yours to ask why.
Sermon after sermon,
All in God's time.
Don't want to over step my bounds,
I only want what's truly mine.
There I was and there he was,
It all seemed as if by fate.
One thought I pondered,
All I had to do was wait.
Thankful that I did,
For my reward I see.
Thankful to God,
He sent my dream to me.Labels: 2003, Emotions, God, Life, Love, My Love |
| posted by Me @ 2:51 PM |
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| The Coldness |
My hands are cold,
My feet are too.
I wish you were over here,
To do what you do.
My heart is happy,
And my spirit is too.
Every time my thoughts wander,
To all the things that you do.
Written for you By: ddmadkins
The things that I do,
Are all from the heart,
My thoughts are of you,
Oh, where do I start?
There's a feeling inside me,
That I just can't explain,
With you is where I'm free,
You're my sunshine, there is no rain.
Written for you By:hjboone
My heart is a flutter,
My stomach jumps from time to time.
Just thinking of this one thought,
That H. J. Boone is mine.
Overwhelming feelings,
Pleasant, warm, exciting.
I am so very glad for this,
Because thoughts of you, are very inviting.
Written for you by: ddmadkins
Your inner and outer beauty,
Make it easy to open up truly,
I can only imagine how great my life will become,
Now that I finally found my one.
I now believe that fairy tales can come true,
Look at my life since the day I met you,
There is no doubt that great things can really happen,
Knowing that I have the heart of D.D. Madkins.
Written for you By:hjboone
I'm Getting' Ready,
Because my heart is beating steady,
Each heartbeat says more and more,
About the special man I adore.
If we can Stand The Storm,
One day soon and very soon,
There will be an Old Apple Tree,
That we can stand under and view the moon.
When it's time to meet the Lord,
I can look over the chilly River Jordan,
And say with assurance,
God, thank You, You gave me more than,
More than I thought I desired.
It will be Another Day's Journey.
The World Didn't Give It To Me,
Only God could give me a gift like you.
Written for you by: ddmadkins (with the help of Shirley Caesar's TREASURES)
Even when nothing's wrong,
One thought of you and I start cheering up,
Your words are so strong,
They make a brother want to start tearing up,
Together we are a happy song,
It doesn't matter who's hearing us.
God gave me all my hopes and dreams,
In my head is this resplendent image,
In you He has given me my queen,
What I have started with you I certainly plan to finish.
With God's help we can weather any storm,
He will give us shelter to keep us warm,
His angels will be encamped around us protecting us from harm,
Rest assured that we are safe in His arms.
I don't know, but I've been told,
Deartra Madkins is made of gold,
She is the one I want to have and to hold,
I seriously doubt these feelings will ever get old.
Your value to me cannot be measured,
You were placed on Earth for me to treasure,
You're my present from God and I won't deny,
Because I genuinely believe that we were written in the sky.
Written for you by:hjboone
It started with the coldness,
But now my heart is warm.
All thanks to your,
Loving kindness and charm.
Written for you by: ddmadkins
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About The Coldness...Labels: 2003, Emotions, Love, My Love, Romance |
| posted by Me @ 2:45 PM |
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| God, He Truly Cares |
God placed him in my life,
Unexpected, although at times implored.
Outward implications, spoke to no desire,
Inwardly, all along, wanting to be adored.
Skeptical at first, past pain, past hurt;
Those often dictate, in the end, what we feel.
Unsure of his intent, not wanting to suffer,
Earnestly, hoping his intentions were real.
Through a wild ride, as I knew it would be,
He's still there, but I'm still unsure.
From a friend, words of wisdom,
She said that we could certainly endure.
Confrontation, anger, turmoil,
This is the end of that, understandably so,
Through the frustration,
Unwilling to move, he's promised not to go.
What I feel,
He always wants me to share.
Although at time, I often conceal,
He confidently lets me know that he cares.
If anyone tells you,
God doesn't answer prayers.
Just send them to me,
I can tell you, God, He truly cares.Labels: 2003, Emotions, God, Love, My Love |
| posted by Me @ 2:37 PM |
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| I Wish |
From Me to My Love
I wish I could see you tonight,
But alas dreams and fond memories must do.
That still won't be enough,
To quench my wanting you.
Just to hear your voice,
Just to see your face,
Just to smell your scent,
Just to hear you breathe.
I wish for these and oh so much more.
But alas, you, in my thoughts, I must adore.
From My Love to Me
Your wish could be granted
If it's truly what you want
Our seed of growth has been planted
I can't even front
If you would really like to see me you don't need the Morse code
Just say those magic words and I'll move on down the road
To come and see you, that isLabels: 2003, Emotions, Love, My Love, Romance |
| posted by Me @ 2:36 PM |
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| My Dearest My Love |
From Me to My Love
Written by: ddmadkins
As my thoughts linger to you,
My heart is warmed greatly.
If it were not for you,
Dreary, dismal, would be my moments lately.
My dearest My Love.
From My Love to Me
To my dear, sweet lady, Deartra,
If I could only find the words,
I would proudly reveal,
Without feeling absurd,
Just how truly I feel
There's clumsiness inside me,
And you are the cause,
I can only wait 'til you're beside me,
You deserve such a great applause.Labels: 2003, Emotions, Love, My Love, Romance |
| posted by Me @ 2:35 PM |
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| It's Raining |
From Me to My Love
It's raining over here.
The sky is stormy,
But my heart is filled with cheer.
I am comforted because,
I know you are near.
It's raining over here.
From My Love to Me
Although it's raining out,
I'm not complaining now,
Because soon you'll by my side
There's one remaining sound
You're an incredible lady, "WOW"
I just hope that sounds all right.Labels: 2003, Emotions, Love, My Love, Romance |
| posted by Me @ 2:33 PM |
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| 1.18.2007 |
| Oh, To Be Romantic |
I long to be romantic.
But alas, I can't.
Family stature and my nomenclature won't let me do or be such.
Walking on the beach barefoot
Would be a wondrous delight.
To stare at the fireplace,
Roasting marshmallows through the night.
A long drive into the country.
A picnic by the lake.
Looking up at the clouds.
Making snow angels in snowflakes.
All wonderful romantic treats.Labels: 2002, Emotions, Love, Romance |
| posted by Me @ 9:54 PM |
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| Christmas Time One Mo Gine |
It's Christmas time one mo' gine...
Let's celebrate Jesus, tell a friend.
Come and go with me to a modest house on a street called Calico.
Little kids running outside and Uncle Ufrain answers the door.
The smell of collard greens and candied yams.
Boiling chitlings and baking ham.
Loud mouth men sitting in front of the T. V.
Papa Joe talking 'bout "Come over here and hug me."
Reluctantly I go,
So he won't call my name no more.
I sit down next to Aunt Dorothy Jean,
To catch a glimpse of the T. V. screen.
"Somebody tell cutin' Kwame to get his big afro up out the way!"
There they go talking about them good old days.
I think I'll go and check up on Aunt Kay.
She's sitting in the "good" living room breaking it down.
If you seek knowledge, she's where it can be found.
She's telling us how we need to stick together.
She's telling us how we can make the world better.
And the knowledge goes on and on.
Who's Big Bertha talking to on the phone?
I step to the kitchen to peep the delightful scene.
There's Mrs. Jones, Aunt Bonnie, Sis. Faye, and Grandma Seriene.
And ya know I can't forget about Aunt Mattie Pace,
Singing that song about God's "Amazing Grace."
We hug and they say come sit down.
Then they ask why do I where a frown.
"There's nothing to do, no one my age.
Just a bunch of kids and old age."
"Child sit your little skinny self down right here.
I got a little secret to tell you my dear."
"In this room sits knowledge and wisdom beyond belief.
Gone on over there and bring me that plate of beef.
You can learn alot from this old age,
About happiness, sadness, grief, and rage.
About poverty, wealth, security, and fame.
About the past, the future, and things to change.
If you take the time to listen as we speak.
You can find the knowledge you seek."
I look away for a minute and smile real big,
"Give Grandma a hug and go get them kids."
I grab a roll and run through the house.
Oh Lord, I think I just saw a mouse.
Then I turn a corner and run outside.
Here comes Michelle and Donnie from their bike ride.
In the house, we sit at the table.
There's a big old smile from Aunt Mable.
A pray from Uncle Rev. Deacon Brother Pastor Paul James Jones sets the dinner off.
"Someone pass the turkey, the dressing, and the green beans.
Tell Little Jerry to watch that cough."
Everyone fills their plates with good food cooked with love and care.
People and family came home from everywhere.
"Save room for some of Sis. Faye's peach cobbler and Mrs. Jones' pecan pie."
One more bite I may just die.
We retire to the den and Stokley begins to play on the ivories.
I sit next to him and we proceed to sing the melodies...
That make faces smile all around,
And I no longer wear that frown.
The talent show is done,
When the last chorus is sung.
We all say goodbye.
We hug and then we cry.
And the day is over, time to go home.
And for the next Christmas long.
Driving down the highway, I pause to think a bit.
I take the time to ponder and reminisce,
About relatives who have passed and gone away.
Who had the misfortune to miss this special day.
Like Great Granny Sue and Uncle Johnny Ray,
And little cutin' Ronnie who was shot while at play.
I turn on the radio and listen to the soulful sounds of Patti LaBelle.
As the Christmas story she melodically tells.
I can't help but smile because I know they're in a much better place.
Filled with God's love and that "Amazing Grace."
I can't wait until next year, cause it will be Christmas one mo gine.
Time to celebrate Jesus and tell a friend.Labels: 2002, Christmas, Emotions, Family, Life, Love, Memories |
| posted by Me @ 3:03 PM |
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| In God's Hands |
It gets hard at this stage of life.
Society says that I should be one way,
But that's not so for me.
Late bloomer I've been all of my life.
I move at a different pace.
Always my milestones, accomplishments, and endeavors
Come late for me.
Never thought much about it, until now.
It has finally caught up with me.
Now that I want to do things.
Live life to the fullest.
Everyone else is busy with responsibilities and daily toils.
At first, it seemed like a negative,
But now, it's wonderful.
No weight to tie me down.
I can live life to the fullest.
I am happy-go-lucky.
Do what I want to do.
When I want to.
It's a really good thing.
The money is mine to be spent on me
Or on whomever I deem worthy.
I answer to God and no one else.
I use common sense of course,
But still I go when I feel it
And reappear when I feel it.
It's a good life.
My success is not predicated on what society says.
Because if the truth be told,
I could be baby less
And my husband in jail for having made me baby less.
Thank you, God.
Intervention in the person of my father.
So when I think of my state in life,
I can smile proudly and say,
"Don't worry about me."
"My life is in my hands,"
"And I have my hands IN GOD'S HANDS!"
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Inspiration behind this poemLabels: 2002, Emotions, Life, Love, Memories |
| posted by Me @ 2:35 PM |
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| Yellow Weed |
Yellow weed growing in the midst of the grass.
Unwanted, unloved, often thrown aside.
Only wanting to live your life as best you know how.
But how can you do so, when no one gives you a chance?
Emotions growing inside you, no one will listen.
Mowed down, pulled out.
Why don't they give you a chance?
You deserve life just like everything else.
But still, you're treated as a nuisance,
A nuisance, unloved, unkept.
I've always wanted to make a difference,
So, here's my chance, I guess.
Yellow weed, my treasure,
You are wanted, you are kept.
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Inspiration for this poemLabels: 2002, Emotions, Love, Nature |
| posted by Me @ 2:30 PM |
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| Hypnotic Spell |
Got me under you spell,
Hypnotic, I'm overwhelmed.
Almost helpless, dreaming of you.
Enraptured, what is a girl to do?
Thoughts of you run wild,
When I see your smile.
Secret glances across the room.
Make my heart zoom.
I hope no can tell,
My reaction to your hypnotic spell.
Almost helpless, dreaming of you.
Delighted, what is a girl to do?
Daydreams of you and I.
Help dull moments pass by.
Feelings I thought I never feel.
Feelings so strong, so real.
I keep trying to get you out of my mind.
But more and more thoughts of you I find.
Almost helpless, dreaming of you.
Enchanted, what is a girl to do?Labels: 2002, Love |
| posted by Me @ 2:22 PM |
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