The cry of a lonesome guitar

Young hot girl in a push up bra

Hears the cry of a lonesome guitar,

Under a web of shining stars,

It’s time for us to embrace

Our humanity as a one race,

Putting an end to the hate

Before it goes to far and it gets to late,

Bright lights guide the way

Don’t hide your talents in the shade,

Believe in love and love will be our way.

Young girl in a push up bra

Hears the cry of a lonesome guitar,

Under a web of shining stars,

It’s a wonderful life that we live

Especially when we don’t take but we give,

When we disregard all of the hate

And live life in bliss, in a peaceful state

So why not change, before it’s to late,

So stand strong and sing your own songs

Let them be heard and let them flow along

On and on and on and on,

Putting an end to a life time of wrong

Young hot girl in a push up bra

Hears the cry of a lonesome guitar,

Under a web of shining stars.

Freedom

Nobody knows like I do

The things I want want to choose,

To make my life more fulfilling

So why do others try to choose,

My path and my direction

Thinking that they know better than me,

Thanks but I’ll make my own decisions

Because it’s what defines me as being free.

Rivers of tears

Cry rivers of tears

For the way that we treat,

Our earth and our humanity

With brutal uncaring,

And a destructive touch

Devoid of empathy and any love,

Where hatred is easier to offer than kindness

Cry rivers of tears for the way that we act,

We must learn to change it must be our must

And develop a growing, nurturing touch.

My poetry call

I walk and talk a path of kindness

Banishing all negative darkness,

I try to shine light where ever I go

I don’t believe that anyone knows,

The answers to the life we lead

I believe it’s a miracle just to breathe,

So my ambition is to make the most of it

By happy, be hopeful, enjoying every bit,

Embracing and helping love for all

Standing strong and standing tall,

And I appreciate one and all

For those who heed my poetry call.

My style

My poetry and my words

Are like analects,

With my dialect,

Which is some that I elect

To write in and if you object,

Then that’s your prerogative

But it won’t change my substance

And that won’t change my style,

Because I write raw

Because I am free

And because I let my mind run wild.

Conjuring up lies

People are always going to make shit up about you,

And those who say they support you will believe this as truth,

At least you know where you stand with them

True friends will pay no heed to lies and will stop listening,

But you’ve no need to worry because these lies are not you,

Just a perception conjured up by haters, jealous types and fools,

These people don’t even know the authentic and true you.

My way and no one else’s.

I could be fake and do what others think

I could live their way to keep them happy,

But I make my own decisions and I live my own life

I say what I want to and and what seems right,

That’s the way I choose to live my life.

Deep night crisis

In the deep night do we lose sight of what living is all about,

Do we lose grasp on what’s love and learn to self doubt,

Do we go forward then go back again in the pouring rain

Wondering what is it that’s causing us so much pain,

You come here, around my house and ask me then what are you meant to do,

Start asking me what God would want, like I am supposed to choose,

And I say look at the possibilities and ask yourself what do you want

An if your close to understanding the meaning,

Of the soul and universe and life, or are you just confused and dreaming,

Because life is something nobody knows but the one thing is to keep believing

Is it has a path and somehow has a meaning,

And it’s up to us to discover it, so just keep on breathing,

And know that the answer lies within you deep

You just have to keep on searching for it

But know that love is part of it, so make sure you keep on clinging

To the vestiges of what it is and maybe you’ll feel closer to Jesus,

Or whatever spiritual belief you have and then feel the pain then just leave us,

Because round here, when it gets late I know it hard

To keep on dreaming and believing,

When life is tough we feel like giving up

But that the time to hold on to love,

And know that we can still get through it, though it may no seem it,

But you can, so hold on.

Living life

What’s your proclivity limit

Is it restricted or is it infinite,

Are your dreams positive or pessimistic

Is your heart truly always in it,

When it comes to living life.

Yashashree

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