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Neil Mcpake May 27
There was a sense of ultra violet and blue knowing my love for her was true. With sensations of my desires tore through my aspirations of my heart. As it beated with a infatuation. While her geniousness of her mind. Stopped my world from spirling into the abyss. As I found only the perceptions of her trust. With no disceptions of our passions as we turned young to old then to dust. Feeling me with a burning sensation deep in my soul. With temptations kiss that's when I knew her love for me was my only wish.
This bit of poetry is about trust and commitment knowing there's temptations in this world that can ruin love.
Neil Mcpake May 27
The frost was discontented with the sun. Knowing he melted the souls of the innocent. So god showed his wrath letting all who dare know. They should of been the souls of the ******. Then I died in agony with painful sounds to haunt my dreams. While I got brought back from the pitts of death. With intensive visions to taunt my eyes showing no holy suprise. To dead to see the world in a surround sound of grieving family and friends to comfort my heart. As I awoke to see butterflies dancing in the sheen of sunrise. Then I  looked out my window to see a pale blue sky as I watched a lonely cloud. While hearing coughter and splatters through the night. While day time crazies. Who talk in there sleep again stir my comforts of a hospital bed. Then without luck I had co vid for a week leaving me weak and feeble. With sweltering temperatures bringing me shivering nights. Then our hospital wards burned our co vid sheets. When the prisons hold so many fools. They rack up another game of pool while they all confess there innocence. As they have to abide by those goverment prisoner rules. Just as strangers pin uniforms hold there keys knowing one day there be free.
This poem signifies even when we are ill, rich or poor if we break the law we still get locked up for our crimes.
Neil Mcpake May 27
He swore a solemn promise to keep her word in a world full of hate and repugnance. She couldn't smile until he confessed his undulterated love to her. But he never got the answers he seeked for he was a wicked cheat. Then he stood close to revulsion watching the television. While she never knew the satisfaction of her actions. Only after she went to court and saw the tensions and shock in his eyes. After she took all his money and  possessions . It just shows you even in fame you can end up bearing the shame. Because even when women are on the game they can still feel pain.
This poem is about a women's strength of character. Because no matter what job they do there still human.
Neil Mcpake May 27
On a beautiful warm sunny day so clear was the air I breathe. There was no lord of trickery standing near his horse. while staring at his enemy as a lonely corpse. When peace is the best and war is the worst. What's left when there's no remorse. When you can't be deaf to there commands. Because only in death can death ears not listen. We must never discriminate against colour or creed. So please lord let every good souls be free. Then it would be so good to see.  Even when there's collapse and demise still people shut there eyes. So may the tides turn as you journey through goverment lies while so many families see there loved ones for the last time. Remembering just the fun and kind times with that special someone.
This poem is about even in beautiful weather you can still see death. So never give up when all hope is lost for the truth.
Neil Mcpake May 27
Look to the stars to see they shine so bright for are wisdom must never see the light. Then I hope our darkest days gets left the past so vast and few then let no shadow be cast in a lonely cue. While no deaths shall steal the show as legends are made and stars are born. For there never is a perfect day.
This poetry is about stardom and right show there talents no matter what colour, creed or race you are.
Neil Mcpake May 27
I nearly froze upon a hillside with no one on my side. With snow and ice beneath my feet. When every step was a slide and I was my only guide. As I watched the mist gather in the mountains. The rain started to decend. On angel wings I did not fly what will I see when I die. If death becomes of me. Then let me come back from death to say heaven was no lie.
This is a poem about survival in the toughest terrain hope can be your only guide. While atheist believe there's no god.
Neil Mcpake May 27
On highest orders misguided they may be. Some wars are started by  individuals resulting so much terror. But we still need to account for human error. Unmarked graves halo be thou name leaving so much pain. As grieving parents cry for the loss of there loved ones. Soldiers and Surgeons trying there best as as political leaders sit behind there desks. In the armed forces the strong are left in emotional wrecks. I hope they shall never hide from forbidden lies that tries to sway there minds. As haunted dreams turn to nightmares with tears of sorrow on there pillows. That just shows they care because in war no one's fair.
This poems about loss and tradgey lossing friends and family knowing everyone's expendable even soldiers.
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