Love – Page 4 – Conrad Birmingham

Bosom

We are not a pair
We are not dating
We are not caring
We are not waiting

Let it all go
Do not look back
You are not my beau
Or part of my pack

You are alone
Do not text
Do not phone
What is next

Wait and see
Or move on
You can flee
To a new dawn

But my heart 
Will not run
You are a piece of art
And so much fun

I know for sure
We are one
Our love is pure
We are not done

You love me
And I love you
We might disagree
But this is true

My heart knows
And so does yours
Our love is froze
Until the end of the wars

Wars of pride
Wars of stubbornness
Wars of prejudice
Wars of omission

Where does it get us
Staying apart
All this fuss
Not very smart

Your heart goes pitter
And mine goes patter
Stop being bitter
Remember what matters

Happiness
Kindness
Forgiveness
Togetherness

These things wait
For us to claim them
Open the gate
Stop being dumb

Learn to talk
To one another
Not a shock
You miss each other

There is more there
Waiting for a chance
Clear the air
Makeup and dance

Embrace
Bond
Enjoy
Celebrate

We can do it
Bypassing the hurt
Use our wit
Stay on alert

Relationships are hard
Communication is key
We may argue and fight
But what is the reality

We are lovers
We are mates
We are sweethearts
We are a match

Our feelings will not change
Deep down inside
And we will not exchange
And we will not backslide

I am your man
Embracing your bosom
We will be a clan
And you will be my woman

Understand

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Understand

I do not understand
How you can live
Living so bland
When we strive

Strive to play
Strive to laugh
Strive to excite
Strive to life

I know you
And you know me
I am not looking for a coup
Live to be free

Free to enjoy each other
Free to come and go
Free to smother
Free to flow

Smother you with love
Smother you with kindness
Smother you not shove
Smother your blindness

Blindness to my strengths
Blindness to my virtues
Blindness to my talents
Blindness to my advantages

Not here to take
Or to divide
Not here to break
Or to pick sides

To compliment
To help
To serve
To encourage

Put on the brakes
But who knows
What are the stakes
And we froze

Too serious
Leave mom and dad
How mysterious
I must be bad

Yes, violent
Yes, arrogant
Yes, a giant child
Yes, a loud oaf

All are true
We all have faults
Nothing new
Not always a waltz

How do you see it
And how it is portrayed
A story to knit
A complicated braid

My story is mine
And I know my heart
I have a shine
For a girl who is smart

She is splendid
And kind
Not easily offended
Has her own mind

She is a nurturer
She is funny
She is an adventurer
She is sunny

Hard to lose
A real treasure
Can cause the blues
And all the pleasure

It is so
She has chosen
Sent me the memo
We are frozen

Time sits still
Between her and more
A long climb up the hill
To the next open door

But remember this
The ride down
Will find bliss
I will lose my frown

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Need to Promote My Writing

I have started writing again. I am no longer on my medicine, and I have written a second book of poetry.

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I hope you enjoy my poems. Here is one I wrote the other day:

I Do Not Know

I do not know
I do not understand
I do not accept the status quo
I do not make demands

Lost and alone
Lost and needy
Lost in groans
Very greedy

Selfish
Hurtful
Jealous
Ungrateful

I search
I chase
In church
In your face

I am not fair
I am not emphatic
Not that I do not care
Not to cause static

My every intention
Is to be loved
Not an intervention
Or to be shoved

But in goodwill
Honest and true
Neither a windmill
Nor a zoo

Help me Lord
Settle down
Not with a sword
Or to shutdown

Honest retrospect
Heartfelt transmission
Giving respect
Honest admission

Of my faults
Of my weaknesses
Of my assaults
To my Jesus

Let me bow
Let me repent
Worship thou
End my torment

Restore my heart
According to your will
I need a fresh start
Make my path downhill

Easy to travel
Easy to see
Less prone to unravel
With a skeleton key

Unlock the doors
Make my way
On all fours
So I can pray

Heavenly Father
Forgive me
Bless my sister
Hear my plea

Hear
In Jesus name
My sins disappear
Without shame

I am new
Today everyday
No blame
Without decay

Holy Spirit
Filled
Explicit
Old life killed

Written by: Conrad Birmingham

Brutal Endeavor

 Must stop
 No reason to proceed
 Our relationship a flop
 So easy to read
  
 The signs were there
 I did not see
 Not a nightmare
 We did not agree
  
 Agree on life
 How much time
 Husband and wife
 We did not rhyme
  
 Too many factions
 Ruling our existence
 Always reactions
 And harmful resistance
  
 You and me
 We were fine
 Full of joy and glee
 No reason to whine
  
 We could not breakout
 From the smothering
 No reason to pout
 Too much mothering
  
 All will be good
 We can move on
 I am not a kid
 Or a worthless pawn
  
 You will be in my heart
 Forever and ever
 Hate this part
 A brutal endeavor

Bore

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  I am a bore
 Very whinny
 A word whore
 Not funny
  
 Why tell people your troubles
 When they got their own
 They do not live in a bubble
 Or made of stone
  
 They have feelings
 And they have needs
 Listen to their dealings
 And their life deeds
  
 Turn the conversation around
 Quit talking about yourself
 And your constant frown
 Leave your feelings on the shelf
  
 Pour yourself into others
 Be a blessing to them
 Ask about their brothers and mothers
 And what they have overcome
  
 Offer them a prayer
 Make it simple and plain
 Something they can wear
 To reduce their pain
  
 My feelings will improve
 Making it about you
 A good positive move
 Long overdo