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JMFK POEMS II (Old School)

Well here are another batch of selected poems. These were written during my high school/college years mostly so there is a lot of about being alone and searching for love. Looking for meaning in life and wondering what the future holds. Just the normal stuff we all go through during that time.

**The following are original poems by John A. Kelly Jr.**


HEAR MY CRY

A whisper, A whimper, A sigh
Goes out into the night
Hear My Cry!

The pain I fell, all to real
My love you steal, My soul you kill
Hear My Cry!

No, please stop, don't
I beg but you won't
Hear My Cry!



SIGNIFICANT OTHER

Sitting near my love who does not know
The pain in my heart and head continues to grow
Troubled by what others may say
Because I am their friend this day

I glance while others look away
Towards my love my eyes stay
A stare that some begin to see
Their minds thinking and wondering about me

Forget them, what about my significant other
What can I say about my true lover
The lover who doesn't know of our affair
The other, significant other at whom I stare



THE DAY WE LIVE

Sunrise and sunset does a day bring
Sometimes we cry and sometimes we sing
To live and to die is all the same
We are all just pieces in a larger game

We all move at a different pace
Many moves more only to waste
Taking what we can receive at the hour
Striving to gain total power

Not realizing that power makes us weak
Never understanding what we truly seek
Always concerned with every second to the next
Without ever learning life's true context

Shall we continue to worry about the day
Or will we let it worry of itself in its own way
Can any of us change a hair on our head
Leave the day, or go down with the sun and be dead



BROTHER OF THE THE NIGHT

Brother of the night, no ordinary man
Running game on you is not the plan
Romancing your soul and digging your spirit
Talking of your beauty til you can't stand to hear it
Expressing his feelings not lustful desires
His body still burning with passionate fire
He throws you a glance but doesn't stare
Trying to play it off like he doesn't care
The brother of the night don't fear to talk
He's just preparing you for his suave walk
As he glides across the room looking around
Then comes to you and ask to sit down
A gentleman then ask you to honor him with a dance
And the brother of the night has set the mood for romance
The champagne is cold and your body is hot
As the brother of the night tells you about what he's got
Before you can think your under his spell
Whether or not its love you can't tell
Your time together is good while it last
But the morning comes all to fast
He leaves without even asking your name
Just another woman tricked by a real playas game
You thought he wanted you to honor him with a dance
But his only intentions were to get in your pants
Brother of the night



WHAT YOU WANNA DO

I am a simple man, you are a Nubian queen
I am just a real man, to be yours is a dream
Descriptions of your beauty, I have heard
But after seeing, you redefine the word
I can show you happiness if given the chance
Now come and let me show you true romance

Don't be afraid, express what you feel
The feelings between us are real
Look at me, what do you see
I look into your eyes, and see you wanting me
You look in mine, and see me wanting you
We can get together, so what you wanna do



WHO AM I

Who am I now, who was I then
Where did I start, were did I end

Am I you, are you me
Are we separate, or are we

How do I act, am I a fool
Am I fair, do I follow the Golden Rule

Does anybody know who I am
Is my name John, is my name Sam

Who do I love, who do I hate
Do I act now, or do I wait

Am I bound for heaven, or for hell
Who am I, only time will tell



UNTITLED

Roses aren't red and violets aren't blue
When there is no love between me and you

Flowers have no scent nor do they have color
When there is no love between one another

So will we still fuss, and will we still fight
Or will we makeup for Valentines Night

If our love is strong, and if its true
On that day roses will be red, and violets will be blue







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