Upon true loves kiss
I leave you my wish,
loves whisper sweet
and tender.

Within my dreams you
leave a sweet perfume,
a reminder of your tender
touch and lovers hug.

So precious and true,
love never has forgotten
you, for my kiss follows
your heart, I am always
beside you whispering
to you, my sweet heart
so true.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

There’s a tear in my heart
where your lies left a mark
now the burning pain
escapes from the wounds.

Like a monster in the depth
of night its left salivating
waiting like a wolf in
the dark, hunting in the
shadows.

Love struggles to win,
thorny roots choke and
smoother, like a fragile
porcelain heart it crumbles
and falls apart under
the pressure.

Through the gaping wounds
comes memories of you,
it hurts, it burns,
it dies a long with your
lies.

Like vultures they come
they lick at their lips,
they sniff and scratch,
leaving nothing but pain,
damage and decay.

Love struggles to win,
digging deeper and deeper
down into the ether of
wade.

Slowly it fades, nothing but
shallow pain scratching my head
eating my heart leaving me
to die and falling apart.

Such a fragile heart, beats
slower and slower, aching for
departure of the suffering
you deployed.

You owe me love and support.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

Upon your lies you built
our relationship, it’s
foundation is too fragile
to support our lives together.

You make excuses to use
broken ideas and evil
blueprints all in the name
of addiction.

You replaced me with
the devil, you cheat on
me with your sinful ways.

You said okay
to everything but
never do what you
agreed to.

You act like I should
forget what you do
but you don’t care
about my faith.

I forgive you
but that doesn’t mean
I should forget.

You know right from wrong
but you choose to lie to
everyone including God.

If you are faithful
you wouldn’t do harmful
things.

I’ve been supportive of you
but not your bad behavior.

You are lying to yourself
if you expect me to stay
and watch you slowly waste
away.

It hurts my heart
to watch you lie
and have no shame
for what you do.

© 2020 By Amanda Shelton

The world could use a little
mercy and love, as the fruits
of the people's labor
fall and rot slowly on the ground.

When the work is almost over
it won’t be long now and not much
will be around.

We worked far too long
in the heated drums of slavery
and lies, those in charge
have decided to take our money
and make us work harder for less,
calling it mercy and needed progress.

We could use a little mercy and love,
our future is a stranger to freedom
those in charge shackled use to fear
and doubts, bringing shadows of dreed
and doom, blood sweat and ruins.

The pain that we live in
is almost more than living can bare,
and we could use some mercy and love.

My Country, is sinking into a boiling pit
of despair that’s going to take forever
to climb out.

Some of us carry the weight of the faithful
who followed the light guiding them out,
I love my Country and we could use some mercy and love to dig our way out.

Every single living thing could use
a little mercy, only the hand of grace
can end the race towards another path
to freedom and safety and bring us there.

But those in power,
They will do anything to keep their power.

I love my life, and life itself could use
some mercy and love.

Yeah, we all could use a little mercy and love. I know those in power say we don’t
deserve it but they are not God or good
for our survival.

We need it now more than ever.
Life hangs in the balance
dangling between hell and hallowed ground, every single one of us could use some mercy and love right now.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

Peace once was a friend of mine,
until you intruded on love bringing
ruins and death.

I can talk about my time,
I can look into evil and see your
heart is not like mine,
I can talk about my ruins,
I can talk about your damage
while you ignore the truth and claim
you can walk on water like Jesus did,
I can be the intruder and invade your house
like a ghost from your passed.

I will remind you,
Your bombs and squeaky tanks
mean nothing, your self destruction
is your greatest love and the ruins
call for you, begging you to lay down
in its pine box full of ashes and bones.

Death is intruding upon your house
dear sir, life will haunt you until you
give it your last breathe,
no signature or vote will save you
from the Grimm reaper,
and your soul belongs to the devil.

The Devil doesn't cry,
he lies steals and cheats you
out of everything you claim,
he watches you drown in
your own sorrow and sins.

Remember never play cards with the devil,
because you lost before you began.
He's the joker and your his biggest fool.

Oh dear Donald J Trump,
You lost your mind and soul
when you fell out of your
mother's womb and intruded
upon the soil.

There's no salvation for
a wannabe cry baby devil.

Be gone with you!
I don't even think the devil
wants you. Nothingness is
what you are.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

There be shadows lurking in the
meadows, amongst the tall grass
they slither.

Serpent tongues they conceal,
in between teeth like daggers
they saw and hiss.

Their skin seems thick but in reality
they are so thin you can see through
their skin.

Beating on their chests like gorillas
in their trees, they pound in protest,
they think they know what's best.

While they gather inside their pens
the others are left in the cold starving
and homeless.

As they take off their skins
to reveal the piggies underneath,
squealing and hollering like *****
hogs eating all the feed as the earth
burns providing them warmth from
the cold.

All seems doomed, hopeless and bleek.

The Republicans are stealing all our
resources and money, while they
lie steal and cheat.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton