Music My Life

I have written this poem because I have a deep passion for music and I've been doing it for a long time. music is not just a hobby for me its my life. The rhythm, and of course the beat. Moving side to side and dancing the floor. Feel the music flowing all through your feet. The beats so good, it makes you want some more. Get lost in the music, carried away. Feel the deep passion coming from your heart. Warm like the sun on the beach on mid day. It's been a part of my life from the start. Made from things happening in real life. If you listen closely there is a song. Some are love and some are blunt as a knife. I can listen to music all day long. Music's love or whatever it can be. Music's the life that is inside of me. Music travels all around my body Now I can say it's living right through me Listening to music puts me in a good mood It makes me want to stand up and start to groove Music can make me forget all of my pain It brings out the sun when I can only see the rain I put on my headphones and play all of my songs I could listen to it all day long Music can teach you many lessons Like stand up for your rights and all the good reasons I know there's people who thinks the same way Because they know music lives in us everyday Where words fail music speaks. How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise it high enough, past you, to other things? I would like to shelter it, among remote lost objects, in some dark and silent place that doesn't resonate when your depths resound. Yet everything that touches us, me and you, takes us together like a violin's bow, which draws one voice out of two separate strings. Upon what instrument are we two spanned? And what musician holds us in his hand? Oh sweetest song. yes Music is my life. 

 Author: Jeremy Godsann Date: 16/12/2014

Endless Abyss

Watching you smile, my heart drops
Hitting the bottom, decaying its prop
Gazing into your eyes, the endless abyss
All flaws invisible, intentionally missed.

Fludders from my heart lift it back up
Locked into place, stuck in a rut
A nervous wreck, not really sure why
Wanting your smile, I continue to try.

Feelings I thought lost, found once more
Your love surrounds me, stupendous galore
Without my presence, but never alone
Needing your voice, but not through a phone.

I have a picture of you, scorched in my mine
Lost in the wilderness, only for you to find
A compass with no absolute direction
I look in the mirror to see your reflection.

Winds blow with the whisper of your name
Nothing in life will ever be the same
Chiseled from the core, out to the skin
Everything I want to say seems too thin.

Adequately, I explain my feelings
On and throughout, I continue kneeling
I look in your eyes for the last time
Everything about you, I want to call mine.

I want you to love me, give me a test
Tell me what you want and I'll do my best
I want your trust, without a doubt
I've thought of you more times than I can count....its an Endless Abyss.

writer and Author: Jeremy Godsann

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Best Yet to be

On your joyful wedding day,
You begin a brand new life.
Friends and family give their gifts
To joyful husband, blissful wife.
But the greatest gift you'll ever get,
A gift from heaven above,
Is love forever, ending never,
Everlasting love.

You'll share life's joy and pleasure;
You'll have plenty of that, it's true.
But love is the real treasure
For your new spouse and you.
And if life hands you challenges,
As it does to one and all,
Your love will hold you steady
And never let you fall.

 

Your wedding day is full of joy;
Tomorrow you cannot see.
But one thing's sure for the two of you:
The best is yet to be.

Her Beauty

Her beauty is that of a million diamonds glittering in the sun,

Each reflecting its own ray of light making brilliant patterns,

The angels gasp in the wake of her presence,

She in herself being a masterpiece of God’s work,

As his giant gentle hands molded her he knew exactly who she would be,

She would be the one who could make a man stop and gasp,

Who could content a man just being within his arms,

Making him fill with warmth through just a brush of the lips,

Whose smile could light up the surrounding darkness,

Whose laugh could make anyone believe they had wings,

She would be the one who that young man would fall for,

Who would see her true beauty in the surrounding gloom,

Who would long for mere minutes with her,

Who would always long for just the feel of her hand,

He would know how lucky he was,

He wouldn’t mistake infatuation over love,

He would realize all prayers had been answered,

He would simply pray “I want her to be the one”.

Friendship

Into a box of friendship

To insure that it is strong

First a layer of respect

On the bottom does belong.

Then to the sides attach,

In the corners where they meet,

Several anchors full of trust,

Devoid of all deceit.

The height of friendship can be measured

By the sides of four,

So make them all a larger cut,

And the box will hold much more.

Now fill it up with courtesy,

Honor and esteem,

Understanding, sympathy,

And passion for a dream.

Add to that your honesty,

Emotions joy and love,

And since they're so important,

Place them up above

But leave the box wide open

So all can see inside,

To learn what makes a friendship work

From the box you built with pride. 

#Jeremy Godsann

Twitter :@JGodsann