LOVE IS THE FLOWER THAT TRUST BLOOMS ON

It’s a girl , it’s a girl…..the world stopped for a minute, and there you were.



as i watched an angel wings unfold,



beautiful a blessing to behold,


as i danced with the heart of my soul,



there was not a sound,only rays of at last i found,



some one who loves me,some one who needs me,



some one who accepts depends on me,,



some one i will protect with my dieing breath.



some one who's conquered my fear of death ,



i never forget how time stopped for a minute,



it was when my life you enter in it ,,



never thought a blessing could be,



till in my realm you stepped in,



our eyes met thats when i knew,



that forever love will be us two,



you stared and then smiled,



what could i do,



i fell hoplessly in love with u,.,peace wizthom


At 3:01pm on April 19th, 2008, Lorna Lorraine said…
So you have shown your face at last...here's to someone living in love as I do!


wisemanspeeks wrote:
positive feelings of the most high,
are the signs of peace of mind,
just before a poets writes,
truth flows from the heart ,
from outta the dark,worn feelings apart
honesty reaches for the light,
when in love there is no such thing as,
wrong or right,

the soul of a creation,
lies in the path of emotions,
what inspires devotion
has nothing to do with illusions ,
or schemes of grander,
when faced with slander,
loose lips seeking ships,

what we seek is a everyday need,
more meaningful than free,
and that is unity in all that we are,
a poet picks up his pen,
to write the rhymes again,
simplicities complex ed,
complex ed simplicities,,
round and round and round,
till we reach the speed of sound,
my love take my hand let me lead you there,
in the eye of creation,hides mystification's,
provably cause both near and far,
and that is unity in all that we are,
devotion,honor the person,
devotion,opens all doors closed,
when along,or even in a crowed room,
a poet will take his pen,
and write all feeling within,
exotic,political,
religious,mystical,
for a poet never knows,
just when will inspiration blow,
a full heart run away mind,
will make him write every time,
a dream unending ,new beginnings,
of passions unyielding,to flames of desire,
higher,and higher,
creativity takes hold of the soul,
trying to reach where spirits soar,
unrealistic,the pen can be so masochistic,
a friend to ic,,
or the sweet pro-claimer,
of the end of the journey,
long lost friend ,of loving again,
a poet will take his pen,
to paint a picture of a dream,
when real it all seems,,,peace wizthom,copyrights@08 wizthom


LOVE IS THE FORCE ,THAT RULES US ALL,,


tpl angel candace

hello my name is candace

Candace


my name is Candace

inside there's an angel,
trying to come out,
with wings on my back
a hay lo on top,
extending my hand ,
to make you my friend,

the world is so cruel,,
the lack of understanding,
blinds them to the fact.
i am a precious jewel,

narrow minded and fear ,
all they see is a cocoon,
who are they to judge me
ugly what is the meaning ,
when beauty is only skin deep,

if you took the time to know me,
i would open your eyes to see,
all wonders of life,
the true meaning of paradise,

but you waste so much time judging a face,
not caring to look past the tear trace,
why do you fear when you can understand,
i am a person who loves,who feels,
who needs ,who wants,
to be somebodies friend,

so when i approach you,
my name is not monkey
in a world of surface thrills,
you can not see the beauty within,
the rivers ,mountains oceans sky,,
or hear the sounds of a humming bird in flight,
birds singing butterflies fluttering ,
peacocks colors strutting ,

i am so much more ,
my name is not monkey
my soul,my spirit ,my heart,
my mind ,is so pleasing in Gods sight,
as the angels dance they call my name,
my name,my name is Candace,,for a friend wizthom
i plan to donate 30% of book sells on our little angels behalf,
mimi author candace publishing who is a member will be doing the inspirational book,,yes ur photos will be in it as well,