Walk

I want to say your name,
But I look out and it starts to rain.
It brings back all the pain.
I can’t understand.

I want to feel you skin again,
But I look out and it starts to rain.
It brings back all the pain.
I just want you back again.

I want you to kiss me again.
But I look out and it starts to rain.
It brings back all the pain.
I just want to stop crying.

I want to hear your voice again.
But I look out and it starts to rain.
It brings back all the pain.
It cuts deep into my bleeding heart.

But I look out and it starts to rain.
It brings back all the pain.
I stand here flowers in hand.

This is not how I wanted it.
But I look out and it starts to rain.
It brings back all the pain.
I walk away alone again.

But I look out and it starts to rain.
It brings back all the pain again.
It brings back all the pain.
Again.

Goodnight my Love

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Soulful Day

A soul can be a troubling thing.
It can be sad, and the sky is gray.
It can awake, to a spring rain.

The soul can be a beautiful thing.
It can smile at the laughter of a child.
It can cry at the thought of the past.

The soul is an amazing thing.
It is always growing, yet we do not feel it.
It is always moving yet it never leaves.

The soul is a confusing thing.
It can be happy when it is raining.
And sad when the sun is shining.

The soul is a constant thing.
It is always there ever present in the moment.
It never displays emotion until it is ready.

The soul has many descriptions.
But only the one you have is correct.
And the one they have is correct.

At the end of the day the soul does not rest.
It has to put the days thought and experiences in place.
And when you wake it takes on the face of another day.

The soul can be a troubling thing.
It can be happy or it can be sad.
It is beautiful and full of laughter.

The soul can cry and feel pain.
The soul can feel pain and bounce back again.
The soul is our guide in life if we let it.

The soul is a troubling thing.
The soul is an amazing thing.
The soul is a confusing thing.
Yet the soul is a constant thing.

How else would we see our day?

 

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האהבה לא נגמרת (Love Never Ends)

Somewhere there are pages of feelings that I wrote.
These pages are many and may speak of you and how you touched my life.
I have been many places and many people have touched my life.
Are you one of those who touched me if only for a moment?

How long has it been since we have talked?
How long as it been since we have seen each other?
How long has it been since you thought of me.
Or am I just a memory you poked back in the dark corner of your mind?

I may have wrote you a letter but never sent it.
I may have had something to say but was to shy to tell.
I would have liked to have known you better.
But time and other things too me away from that.

If I told you these things would you thin bad of me?
If I said what I wanted to say then would you turn your head and run?
If I cried in my hands knowing that there was more to those days.
And I let them slip away.

Those days are all gone now and I must live with the pain.
I know what I did was wrong and it was the not the path I should have taken.
The path has been taken and I must live with what I have done.
I hope that you will forgive me but you are gone.
And I must live with what I could not make right.
I am not sure I could have made things right.

So I will take up my pack and pick my next path and pray.
I will pray that I forget all of this someday.
Though I doubt I will nor do I think I want to.
Do not blame me for what I do not as someday,
maybe someday I will see you again.

Troubled World

Will man survive another day?
Will the earth be it’s every guard?
Can life continue with such evil inside?
Or will fire consume the soul?

If you could have the answer,
Would you tell all the truth?
If you could stop one hurt in the world,
Would you sacrifice your life to do it?

And when the sun sets tonight,
Will you sleep peaceful knowing you did not help?
When you wake tomorrow will you see the sun?
Or will feel your mistake?

Will man survive another day?
Will the water guard the shores?
Will the evil within the ground swallow up your soul?
Will everything you know right now be lost forever?

 

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And will you feel the pain?

If man can survive another day,
If the earth guards the soul,
If the water surrounds the shores,
And twilight sets another day.
Will it all be over or just the start,
Of life being fought another way?

Conversation In The Dark

I heard you call out to me last night.
I looked but you were not there.
I smelled your perfume in the air.
Yet no one was there.

I felt a touch last night.
I opened my eyes and you were not there.
I could smell your hair.
Yet no one was there.

I saw eyes brown and shining last night.
But you were not there.
I heard the door shut.
Yet no one was there.

I sat on the edge of the bed.
But you spoke no more.
I laid down and closed my eyes.
And still no one was there.

I dream of you last night.
You were smiling at me.
Your hand entwined in mine.
Kissing you ever so gently.

I heard your voice and raised up.
But you were not there.
I felt your touch and glowing eyes.
But no one was there.

Dawn came and was alone.
Looking at the ceiling I knew.
I knew I would never feel those things.
I would never see you and hold you close.

A tear flowed down my cheek.
I looked at your photo standing beside me.
The memories flowed into me like water over a dam.
Yet you were not here.

A single moment in time.
A day without reason or rhyme.
A day of pain and sorrow.
And you were gone.

I promise I will see you again.
Maybe not here.
Maybe not now.
But someday I will see you again.

And no one was there.
But the love in my heart.

For What I Leave You

I am sorry for what I leave you.
This broken world we live in.
I am sorry for the hate.
The ones who will point at you.

I am sorry for the air.
We just could not admit we were wrong.
I am sorry for the water.
We dump everything into the earth.

I am sorry for the pain.
You will feel one day.
I am sorry for the lost Love.
That I can not be there to give.

I am sorry for the wars.
Man can never stop fighting.
I am sorry for the animals.
Others could not understand.

I am sorry that I left you.
But God took my hand.
I am sorry that you are sad.
But one day you will see me again.

I am sorry that life seems not fair.
Some do not believe.
I am sorry for the terror.
Even when it comes in your sleep.

I am sorry for everything.
We left this place worse than we found it.
I am sorry my dear boys.
That Grandpa could not help.

I am sorry someday you will realize.
The things that I write today.
I am sorry for myself.
Because I waited to late to help.

I Love You Very Much.
Know that this is true.
Your Mother knows this love.
For she has share it too.

 

Love
Grandpa

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Crisis In My Mind

It is beyond my understanding.
I cannot come to terms with it.
And I am not sure that it is mine.

I hurt from deep within.
A place that I cannot hide.
I have it hidden well.

My heart burns deep within.
My mind is running faster each moment.
And I am not sure that they care.

They will never know how I feel.
And this I carry with me forever.
Never able to say it.

I will never understand it.
Sometimes I hope I never will.
A pain that stains the soul.

I hope that someday it will go away.
But I am not sure that it will.
So hiding within myself is all I have for now.

Can you help with this trouble?
Will I ever be the same?
Can I find myself in this world of pain?

I have tried for many years.
And was almost there one day.
But then you left and went very far away.

Now I can not tell you.
For you have gone to Him.
He will keep you safe and never worry again.

If by chance he lets you.
Would you come by one more day?
For love never Ends when it Begins.