Poems for the Soul - revised by Gareth James (novels to read for beginners .TXT) 📖

our favourite beach,
I can see you but you’re forever out of reach.

Rain falling down on your soft warm skin,
to hold you forever is made to feel such a sin.

To think all this was what could have been true,
knowing now my whole life was meant to be with you.

Gifted in life with the experiences I’ve had.
All the rocky roads I’ve travelled, for that I am glad.

Even though I’ve felt untold pain through time,
feeling blessed in life that you and I are here, so sublime.

So never wanting to feel this anguish again,
Holding on to endless love is something I want to ascertain.


Dreamland

Close those weary eyes and drift afar,
fly up high and you’ll reach the brightest star.

Floating on up to that magic place.
Shooting stars are helping you through space.

You ride on and drink from the milky way,
creamy and fluffy, fills you for the end of the day.

Saturn rings with bite marks taken out.
The universe a sweet shop, no kid goes without.

The Planet Dreamland is our next visit,
so hop on board the one way Banana split

Running your little fingers through cosmic mist,
swirls of gems thrown up and this dream is sun kissed

So close those weary eyes……and dream


One without the other

Have you ever thought of black without white?
To see the confusion of day absent of night.

Sitting on a warm beach without the sea,
sunset with no horizon, how difficult it would be?

What it would be like to have good times without bad?
Being eternally happy but having never felt sad.

Frustrating, holding an answer to a question never unveiled.
To have love without you, it will be destined to fail.

Everything in life must be paired in some way,
that is why I love you to this very day.

So to think of me with out you here, it's a lonely idea,
I must be brave in life, but not until I felt fear.

If I love you so much, where is the karmic effect?
Maybe in another lifetime I will feel the reject.


The heart of the Brave

Private Jones, in a class of true inspiration,
fighting for a cause in this dangerous location.
Browns, greens and dark matt colors that match,
loading heavy shells and weapons from a particular batch.

That glint in his eye, a path to his brave young soul.
Heart beating pure, to be home safe was his only goal.
Orders from above, senseless as we didn’t understand,
for he was passionate for his country on this desert land.

Heat blazing down on his weak fragile body,
brotherhood so strong, a bond never shoddy.
Clearly we were used as pawns in a political battle,
Jones, unlike a weak politician never threw in his rattle.

He is the one leading by example in this courageous way,
in a world that loses patriotic views each and every day.
I remember these individuals, who risk their lives,
they also have loving Sons, mothers and wives.

Let’s not forget the fathers, who worry every night,
thinking about his only child, hoping he will be alright.
He will never judge on what is right and what is wrong,
However the world is a long way from singing a harmonic song

To battle, he pushes forward with a gasping dying thirst,
I see Jones clutching close a birthday card saying “happy 21st”
Through my eyes I see a young boy in a mans attire.
Why have they sent him, then I hear the words “Open fire”

Real fear echoed in the silence for what felt like hours
I sudden vision of families laying out flowers.
Flashes of lights, sounds that deafen, but no tears shed
Brave young souls that comfort the dying instead.

To see and smell death the way that haunts your dreams,
is to embrace a hero’s body, feeling blood drip from his seams.
Private Jones, now they call him a “real man”,
died for his country, glorifying him as much as they can.


I was lost

Seeing your face after twenty years made me feel 8 again,
the love that was lost flooded back, it felt insane!

I was independent from a young age but felt pain,
with days that were never ending with thunder and rain.

How I would cry alone, visions of you filled my mind,
so to see you well up teary eyed, I wished I was blind.

Knowing the hurt and pain I caused to my closest link,
guilt spread through me which made me stop and think.

Sometimes thinking you would blame yourself for this lost time,
but mum, I’m old enough to understand as I am in my prime

To see you with me always, I see my dearest mother.
Don’t be scared to loose me, for there will be no other.

I know that there are times when you felt angry with others,
however, we are together now, you, me and my brothers.

There are times I felt the regret through those 20 years of my life,
but look at me now, your son, happy, gorgeous kids and a great wife.

For that I must thank you as I feel it’s a task you took on for me,
looking down from the other side knowing what I am going to be.

My blue print of life, a difficult challenge you chose to accept.
I love you mum, I cried in my dreams thinking of you, how I wept.

But it’s amazing the feelings I have for you, you’re so soft-hearted,
the day I came back and held you was a position uncharted.

I know you try so not to upset me in any way at all,
you’re stuck with me now, so be proud…of you and stand tall.

You have done and amazing job with us all, you see,
in your life is a place I know I will always want to be.


As life took form

The Big Bang explodes-
then pure beauty floods our lives,
inspiration forms.

Heavenly splendour-
powerful as it shines bright,
unstoppable light.

Hot ash plumes sky high,
raging magma, violent heat-
now glory erupts.

Fire burns in the sky-
Demands instant attention,
no shade hides its might.

Vast waters covered
in glowing heavenly hue.
Breaking clouds leak love.

Can you protect me?
Power so strong, cannot live
without this sunshine.

Glisten, reflection,
plentiful water waits still.
Fresh, in mountains high

Infinite colours,
Field showered in passion,
nature loves always.

Sleepy lilac scent-
wild in nature, needs no lead
Lavender grows strong.

Passion powers over,
the budding array and scent -
how roses are ‘read’


Dew glazing bluebells.
Morning song by natures voice.
Robin, out spoken.

Such command and rank.
Sheltered on a rainy day-
tough oak, known splendour.

Endless heights explored.
Colours and natural beauty,
leafy branches sway.

Seasons play with life.
Death for many but life born.
Authority, fair.

Pure black night falls deep.
Crickets whisper tales of day,
moon comes out to play.


The same person, a different view.

Your mind wonders
You wonder how you arrived at such a place
So free, limitless, untouchable
You breathe in the free pure air
Absorb the innocent views to pure to criticise
You are your greatest friend

Your mind wonders
The snarl at this cruel world
Unfair, hateful and disrespectful
The smell of anger fill your lungs
Sights you see are to be censored
Trust no one but yourself

Paradise, the smile you wear catches
Others see your view and are embraced
You truly have blessed your self
You hold wealth in the palm of your hands
You want for nothing
You have everything that your heart desires

Paradise, a place that is only dreamed of.
Why embrace when others don’t care you say
Church is the only place that can bless you
You can not see wealth
You will never have enough
Your heart will desire everything you have not.

You are of great stature
A simple person of simple needs
Simple by way of perception
Nothing is a challenge
Tasks are presented to you
You take them as positive lessons

You struggle with only yourself
A simple desire to love to hate
To you, nothing is free
A walk in the park presents its challenge
Nothing is your fault
Everyone else is to blame

My new world

I slowly count back from ten to one,
with closed eyes I watch the setting sun.
Breathing deeply as my heart begins to slow.
No regrets from now, all is done with nothing to show.

That grand door opens and I walk through,
a room with a view, a place that I always knew.
Uncertainty overwhelms, but I'm comforted by familiar sights.
I glide through the inevitable at ever growing heights.

Light surrounds me and I see truth in myself,
I then realise who I am and my great internal wealth.
Money has no place as this is beauty divine.
I hold that thought of joy as I drink a glass of fine wine.

My thoughts are my own and they belong to me,
It will be my duty to show them for all to see.
We all hold the key to a part of life not yet known,
It will be your turn too, to have them shown.

Looking beyond my known beliefs that naturally defend
I see a world so flawless, you would never comprehend.
Satin breeze, cotton clouds and angelic music all around
Limitless beauty from the trees, the sky and everything is profound.

I count from one to ten then I wake once more.

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Publication Date: 08-03-2010

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