I gave my heart to you
on a stormy day
you went away
the storm did too
You had no right
to ruin my days
to make me cry
while there were
stars in the sky
There was no way
for me to make you stay
my heart too went away
as I cried on that stormy day
Now that time has gone
and memories await in my heart
I am healed from the pain today
that your love brought..
BY Lynda Ferrer/RR/2014
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Where Our Hearts Build Our Fortress-Today's muse ~special one~Author Lynda Ferrer
Where Our Hearts Build Our Fortress
will never ever be destroyed
A strong fortress never falls
Especially if built with strong walls
It’s ourselves in our kingdom
As kings and queens
In a special palace of dreams
where guards protect enemy schemes
We are the leaders of our illusions, our dreams
Where we imagine in our battles
the defense of what we believe
protecting our hearts and never leave
Where Our Heart s Build Our Fortress
Are where we truly exist
Our illusions and conquests,
shield of thoughts persist.
Where Our Hearts Build Our Fortress
Will never ever be destroyed
A strong fortress never falls
If especially built with strong walls
©LyndaFerrer/2014/RR
will never ever be destroyed
A strong fortress never falls
Especially if built with strong walls
It’s ourselves in our kingdom
As kings and queens
In a special palace of dreams
where guards protect enemy schemes
We are the leaders of our illusions, our dreams
Where we imagine in our battles
the defense of what we believe
protecting our hearts and never leave
Where Our Heart s Build Our Fortress
Are where we truly exist
Our illusions and conquests,
shield of thoughts persist.
Where Our Hearts Build Our Fortress
Will never ever be destroyed
A strong fortress never falls
If especially built with strong walls
©LyndaFerrer/2014/RR
Monday, February 3, 2014
Love of the Ocean
salted water glittered his satin skin.
The sun stroke his hair with golden streaks
as he swam by my side like a merman.
“You are my princess”, were his words
as he slowly disappeared .
I searched as he vanished.
Could it be possible ,
was it my imagination
or a lovely dream ?
Since then I went to the sea ,
waiting for him to return,
his image in my mind ,
waiting for him to return,
his image in my mind ,
his words engraved in my heart .
Never saw him again .
Was it my imagination,
Was it my imagination,
was he a merman or was it the sea,
observing and talking to myself?
observing and talking to myself?
Or was it my image in the sea?
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Another day in Love
Musical Muse
Another day in love with your eyes
Another in love with your smile
Another day I think of you
Your the only reason why..
Another day to see you
Another day in my life
Where alls so beautiful
Like a diamond so bright
Another day in love
To celebrate the life I love
As you in dance my soul
Turning my heart gold..
Another day to live
Another day to love
Another day to say I love you
More than the sky above..
©Author/Lynda Ferrer /ARR/2014
Another day in love with your eyes
Another in love with your smile
Another day I think of you
Your the only reason why..
Another day to see you
Another day in my life
Where alls so beautiful
Like a diamond so bright
Another day in love
To celebrate the life I love
As you in dance my soul
Turning my heart gold..
Another day to live
Another day to love
Another day to say I love you
More than the sky above..
©Author/Lynda Ferrer /ARR/2014
Saturday, February 1, 2014
From Heaven to Heart
Lyrical Muse
I tried to make the world better for you
loved the moon and kissed the sea
held a star higher than me
showed you how strong
love can be
I made your days as lovely as can be
Stood by your side endlessly
Warmed your heart when no one was there
Held you tight in the coldest air
Made the longest of days for you
I was your sunshine
when you were blue
Gave it all from heaven to heart
My sacred love blessed in thought
Heaven in heart is
never fought
It’s the spirit of love that never departs
No matter how a voyage is caught
I remain loving you from heaven to heart.
CR/LyndaFerrer/2014/ARR
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
When I was young I was Bullied
By Author Lynda Ferrer
When I was young
I was the smallest in my class
Living in public projects
Wasn’t an exciting blast
People called me names
Made me feel a shame
Being little was my defect
Was no playing game
I was bullied in the courtyards
Bully at school
Bully in my yard
Like a fool
Deep inside I felt very hurt
When they made fun of me
Wishing to be tall
So I could revenge and beat
I learned to be brave
Living those hard days
Where there wasn’t much love
For little people not saved.
God gave me the power
To ignore and defend
When people would affect me
Until the very end
What I really learned
Is an important gain
Better education in this aspect
is a need in society for respect
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