Dreaming is nice,
Dreaming is fun,
But when it’s time to wake up,
Where do dreams go?,
Do they live?,
Do they die?.
Dreams die all the time,
Every minute,
Of every day,
Dreams are stolen,
Left without a trace.
*All original work attributed to “Chris Jones”
© 2009 “Jessica Moeller”.
Love maybe something you feel
For someone.
Love is the emotion you carry for
That someone.
Love is just what everyone
Needs to have.
Love is the power of these
Feelings you have for your
Someone----
But what if you never knew
Never knew that someone?
But you’ve loved them
Your whole life.
What if that someone was
Looki
Love maybe something you feel
For someone.
Love is the emotion you carry for
That someone.
Love is just what everyone
Needs to have.
Love is the power of these
Feelings you have for your
Someone----
But what if you never knew
Never knew that someone?
But you’ve loved them
Your whole life.
What if that someone was
Looking down from above?
What if?
You knew how love felt?
Copyright ©️ 2015 by Cheyenne Teel
The large wrinkled surface flows with the wind's fluctuate direction as freely as your mother's silk skirt.
I can see your small sphere of dimming light, flashing, and struggling for an opening but constantly being denied by the clouds that follow the wind's blow.
With strength and the path set by your rays (raise), the clouds soon fin
The large wrinkled surface flows with the wind's fluctuate direction as freely as your mother's silk skirt.
I can see your small sphere of dimming light, flashing, and struggling for an opening but constantly being denied by the clouds that follow the wind's blow.
With strength and the path set by your rays (raise), the clouds soon find it impossible to contain your light; and the small sphere is seen growing, beaming, and reflecting on the large wrinkled surface.
But wait! I see that your mark has begun fading and the surface now reflects darkness from the overcast that scars your impression, not allowing your light to shine.
All of this will indeed happen my friend, but know that I will aid in your struggle because the warmth in my heart provided by your light remains constant regardless of the clouds that may glide over my son's day.
Copyright (c) 1997 by Derrick Figures

Dreaming is nice,
Dreaming is fun,
But when it’s time to wake up,
Where do dreams go?,
Do they live?,
Do they die?.
Dreams die all the time,
Every minute,
Of every day,
Dreams are stolen,
Left without a trace.
*All original work attributed to “Chris Jones”
© 2009 “Jessica Moeller”.

Love maybe something you feel
For someone.
Love is the emotion you carry for
That someone.
Love is just what everyone
Needs to have.
Love is the power of these
Feelings you have for your
Someone----
But what if you never knew
Never knew that someone?
But you’ve loved them
Your whole life.
What if that someone was
Looki
Love maybe something you feel
For someone.
Love is the emotion you carry for
That someone.
Love is just what everyone
Needs to have.
Love is the power of these
Feelings you have for your
Someone----
But what if you never knew
Never knew that someone?
But you’ve loved them
Your whole life.
What if that someone was
Looking down from above?
What if?
You knew how love felt?
Copyright ©️ 2015 by Cheyenne Teel

It had me out of my body,
taking the pain away,
only until the pain got worse.
I’d rather slide a razor on my skin
than to let the world see me cry.
I shed tears through lyric and verse.
The waiting room of faith
is inside the gauntlet of life.
Where the only thing that’s promised is death.
Fools fall for love,
saints go from glory to glor
It had me out of my body,
taking the pain away,
only until the pain got worse.
I’d rather slide a razor on my skin
than to let the world see me cry.
I shed tears through lyric and verse.
The waiting room of faith
is inside the gauntlet of life.
Where the only thing that’s promised is death.
Fools fall for love,
saints go from glory to glory,
most live from breath to breath.
I don’t need a mansion.
Give me a beautiful angel
and a secluded cabin in the sky.
Life means everything,
not when you win or lose,
but when you realize you are going to die.
I am not unaccustomed to evil.
I fall to temptation.
Sometimes I am in tune with my spirit,
other times I move in my flesh.
I try hard to do right,
many times I get it wrong.
I come back harder after every failed test.
I pray for protection.
I pray for peace.
I pray for victory,
when it is time for war.
I have set my boundaries.
I will relent when my nets are full.
Humility and hard work,
drive my hunger for more.
© 2021 "Nathaniel Terrell".

The last twelve years or so has unveiled many masks that hid the depths of generational hatred.
Now, faces are surfacing in the midst of this pandemic that are colorfully ugly
...worn by grown folks seemingly looking back to their infancy.
God please cleanse our lenses so we may see ourselves more clearly
...in order to treat the next per
The last twelve years or so has unveiled many masks that hid the depths of generational hatred.
Now, faces are surfacing in the midst of this pandemic that are colorfully ugly
...worn by grown folks seemingly looking back to their infancy.
God please cleanse our lenses so we may see ourselves more clearly
...in order to treat the next person as we so desire to be treated.
By chance if any person not believe in You above, I pray they believe in something bigger than themselves,
so they're minds be tugged by conviction
...and their hearts, by love.
(Inspired by a plethora of recent Facebook posts calling women, "bitches", and other insensitive names)
#✌🏽💗💪🏽
*All original work attributed to “Chris Jones”
© 2020 “Chris Jones”.

Cold and bitter, for the December winter,
As the snow fell in the night, all my mom saw were lights,
One car, six kids, upside down in a ditch,
She knew it was him,
My uncle, James Bradley, he left us sadly,
Sixteen years of age, I know I’ll see him again someday.
Copyright © 2010 by "Cameron Kelly".

It had me out of my body,
taking the pain away,
only until the pain got worse.
I’d rather slide a razor on my skin
than to let the world see me cry.
I shed tears through lyric and verse.
The waiting room of faith
is inside the gauntlet of life.
Where the only thing that’s promised is death.
Fools fall for love,
saints go from glory to gl
It had me out of my body,
taking the pain away,
only until the pain got worse.
I’d rather slide a razor on my skin
than to let the world see me cry.
I shed tears through lyric and verse.
The waiting room of faith
is inside the gauntlet of life.
Where the only thing that’s promised is death.
Fools fall for love,
saints go from glory to glory,
most live from breath to breath.
I don’t need a mansion.
Give me a beautiful angel
and a secluded cabin in the sky.
Life means everything,
not when you win or lose,
but when you realize you are going to die.
I am not unaccustomed to evil.
I fall to temptation.
Sometimes I am in tune with my spirit,
other times I move in my flesh.
I try hard to do right,
many times I get it wrong.
I come back harder after every failed test.
I pray for protection.
I pray for peace.
I pray for victory,
when it is time for war.
I have set my boundaries.
I will relent when my nets are full.
Humility and hard work,
drive my hunger for more.
© 2021 "Nathaniel Terrell".

My heart filled up for this one girl. I mean I like her a lot and want her to be my girl. But to me it’s like she got her eyes on another world.
She don’t see me and the things I would do for that one girl. Tears and blood for that one girl.
Soul and heart for that one girl. Give it my all for that one girl. So that I could show her that
My heart filled up for this one girl. I mean I like her a lot and want her to be my girl. But to me it’s like she got her eyes on another world.
She don’t see me and the things I would do for that one girl. Tears and blood for that one girl.
Soul and heart for that one girl. Give it my all for that one girl. So that I could show her that she’s special and not just one girl.
And if she gives me a chance I could show her that she’s my special girl. Just like the song, it could be me and her against the world.
*All original work attributed to “Michael Garrett”
© 2015 “Michael Garrett”.

Here again, here you stand.
Behind a jail cell, in shackles,
Doesn’t make you “a man.”
My Brother, my friend, what must
I say to help you understand.
In this world you have no friends.
Quote this on the back of your hand.
Jewelry, clothes, girls, cars and
You think the world in your hands.
Don’t forget who got the world in their hands.
But you can
Here again, here you stand.
Behind a jail cell, in shackles,
Doesn’t make you “a man.”
My Brother, my friend, what must
I say to help you understand.
In this world you have no friends.
Quote this on the back of your hand.
Jewelry, clothes, girls, cars and
You think the world in your hands.
Don’t forget who got the world in their hands.
But you can’t fame got you sidetrack
So, you think you “a man”?
What makes “A MAN” going to
School, getting good grades, getting
In college, dat should be your
Plan.
I’m a man, here I stand in front
Of you here I am.
There’s no knocking my confidence
Down.
I’m focused; I have a plan.
In life I will accomplish for my mom.
Me walking across the
Stage as my mom screams out,
That’s my little man.
*All original work attributed to “Lavel Fox”
© 2020 “Lavel Fox”.

Each day can bring new joy,
Like a kid opening a new toy,
Each day can bring sorrow,
Which makes us not look towards tomorrow,
We have to be strong and sure,
That God has the cure,
So don't look at the past and be sad,
Reflect and be glad,
Glad of each and every day provided,
Glad that God has guided,
Things may not be as you wanted
Each day can bring new joy,
Like a kid opening a new toy,
Each day can bring sorrow,
Which makes us not look towards tomorrow,
We have to be strong and sure,
That God has the cure,
So don't look at the past and be sad,
Reflect and be glad,
Glad of each and every day provided,
Glad that God has guided,
Things may not be as you wanted,
And God may seem like an opponent,
Be assured he is not my friend,
He is refreshing as the tropical wind,
Take with you these words of wisdom,
God is leading you to his kingdom.
*All original work attributed to “Pernell Johnson” © 2009 “Pernell Johnson”.

Being fundamentally sound can dictate an outcome of a fight.
Scriptures caution us to work while the sun shines.
However, I am behind so I must also labor at night.
In my opinion wisdom is better obtained while often taken for granted when freely given,
All I ever wanted was to be loved fiercely without restraints, ulterior motives, or
Being fundamentally sound can dictate an outcome of a fight.
Scriptures caution us to work while the sun shines.
However, I am behind so I must also labor at night.
In my opinion wisdom is better obtained while often taken for granted when freely given,
All I ever wanted was to be loved fiercely without restraints, ulterior motives, or conditions.
I face midlife with a fragmented heart,
But that’s okay because my heart is not broken.
My soul is safe, my spirit is free, my body is fit, and my mind is open.
My cross is no smoking, drinking, getting high tripping and in this season, I remain celibate.
Each new day I give thanks and praise,
Do the best I can with what I’ve got each new day I also repent.
I practice to be better,
I’ll never be perfect; my goal is continuous progression.
I mind my business and stay out the way,
I can’t spare energy to be stressing.
Drama is created,
Drama is also fed and spread,
So, most days until dusk, I fast.
And the very next time you and I share our first kiss.
I pray to God, as for first kisses, it will be our last.
Circumstance has proven that I only need a little.
And even though we’ve never met I long for her,
A virtuous woman that compliments my role to protect, provide and lead,
And understands the importance of putting God first.
Some cherished bonds bring healing once they are broken,
Some eloquent words are better left unsaid,
I need a word from God; I ignore the voice of Satan.
I struggle to make sense of all the noise in my head.
Fear can drive a man to do many things unbridled,
Anger can cause him to ruin his life.
Years of disrespect will make even the kindest hearts explode,
A lost soul walks in darkness while basking in daylight.
I am thankful for all the wisdom I’ve gained.
I appreciate and cherish the wisdom that was freely given,
I can’t wait for the day that I am loved fiercely by the woman I am supposed to love without restraints, ulterior motives, or conditions.
Author, Nathaniel Terrell, Copyright © April 2023

Cold and bitter, for the December winter,
As the snow fell in the night, all my mom saw were lights,
One car, six kids, upside down in a ditch,
She knew it was him,
My uncle, James Bradley, he left us sadly,
Sixteen years of age, I know I’ll see him again someday.
Copyright © 2010 by "Cameron Kelly".
The last twelve years or so has unveiled many masks that hid the depths of generational hatred.
Now, faces are surfacing in the midst of this pandemic that are colorfully ugly...worn by grown folks seemingly looking back to their infancy.
God, please cleanse our lenses so we may see ourselves more clearly...in order to treat the next person as we so desire to be treated.
By chance if any person does not believe in You, I pray they believe in something bigger than themselves, so their minds be tugged by conviction...and their hearts, by love.
(Inspired by a plethora of recent Facebook posts calling women, "bitches", and other insensitive names)
#✌🏽💗💪🏽
*All original work
attributed to
“Chris Jones”
© 2020 “Chris Jones”.

Each day can bring new joy,
Like a kid opening a new toy,
Each day can bring sorrow,
Which makes us not look towards tomorrow,
We have to be strong and sure,
That God has the cure,
So don't look at the past and be sad,
Reflect and be glad,
Glad of each and every day provided,
Glad that God has guided,
Things may not be as you wante
Each day can bring new joy,
Like a kid opening a new toy,
Each day can bring sorrow,
Which makes us not look towards tomorrow,
We have to be strong and sure,
That God has the cure,
So don't look at the past and be sad,
Reflect and be glad,
Glad of each and every day provided,
Glad that God has guided,
Things may not be as you wanted,
And God may seem like an opponent,
Be assured he is not my friend,
He is refreshing as the tropical wind,
Take with you these words of wisdom,
God is leading you to his kingdom.
*All original work attributed to “Pernell Johnson” © 2009 “Pernell Johnson”.

It had me out of my body,
taking the pain away,
only until the pain got worse.
I’d rather slide a razor on my skin
than to let the world see me cry.
I shed tears through lyric and verse.
The waiting room of faith
is inside the gauntlet of life.
Where the only thing that’s promised is death.
Fools fall for love,
saints go from glory to glor
It had me out of my body,
taking the pain away,
only until the pain got worse.
I’d rather slide a razor on my skin
than to let the world see me cry.
I shed tears through lyric and verse.
The waiting room of faith
is inside the gauntlet of life.
Where the only thing that’s promised is death.
Fools fall for love,
saints go from glory to glory,
most live from breath to breath.
I don’t need a mansion.
Give me a beautiful angel
and a secluded cabin in the sky.
Life means everything,
not when you win or lose,
but when you realize you are going to die.
I am not unaccustomed to evil.
I fall to temptation.
Sometimes I am in tune with my spirit,
other times I move in my flesh.
I try hard to do right,
many times I get it wrong.
I come back harder after every failed test.
I pray for protection.
I pray for peace.
I pray for victory,
when it is time for war.
I have set my boundaries.
I will relent when my nets are full.
Humility and hard work,
drive my hunger for more.
© 2021 "Nathaniel Terrell".

Two weeks ago, we celebrated the going away of a fellow’s fellow coworker.
Little did I know someone special would be dancing into my life through her.
It’s amazing how planned events will seemingly lead to the unexpected.
Only to reveal the fruit from what was planned should have been expected.
After dancing the night away, time has passed, and quality time has been spent.
Only to realize how special that time has been.
I mean, you never know who you may meet.
Time will only tell if your energies are truly succinct.
I mean, if you are aligned in a way that allows her to fellowship with your friends.
Then pivot into an opportunity to break bread with her friends.
Take a walk along the water divulging information as if you’re decades-old friends.
Then have the audacity to skate the night away among distant city friends.
Or sit atop of a venue where time stands still without losing any momentum.
Talking on the street in the wee hours of the morning after eating with her.
Two weeks ago, I didn’t know she existed… now I don’t know how I ever existed without the Professor.
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She endured the unthinkable!
How can she go on?
She knew she could overcome the unfathomable.
But she decided to move on!
She’s planning to guide others through their darkness.
Helping them to move on!
She finally realized her hands are luminated like an empress,
Moving her closer to her throne.
The strength she exudes will strike a chord with her people.
It’s stronger than she could ever think or fathom,
Perhaps, she really is chosen to bring forth, the rest of them.
Copyright ©2024 by “Christopher Jones”.
In observance of "National Poetry Month", the Poet Extraordinaire, Nathaniel Terrell share one of his latest works. Overall, writing poetry allows Nate to release the most intimate of thoughts. “It’s lyrical therapy”, he once told me. #nationalpoetrymonth #poetry
Paying homage to my Grandfather, Homer Jones, Sr... the first hero I ever knew!

Each day can bring new joy,
Like a kid opening a new toy,
Each day can bring sorrow,
Which makes us not look towards tomorrow,
We have to be strong and sure,
That God has the cure,
So don't look at the past and be sad,
Reflect and be glad,
Glad of each and every day provided,
Glad that God has guided,
Things may not be as you wanted,
And God may seem like an opponent,
Be assured he is not my friend,
He is refreshing as the tropical wind,
Take with you these words of wisdom,
God is leading you to his kingdom.
*All original work attributed to “Pernell Johnson” © 2009 “Pernell Johnson”.

Each day can bring new joy,
Like a kid opening a new toy,
Each day can bring sorrow,
Which makes us not look towards tomorrow,
We have to be strong and sure,
That God has the cure,
So don't look at the past and be sad,
Reflect and be glad,
Glad of each and every day provided,
Glad that God has guided,
Things may not be as you wanted,
And God may seem like an opponent,
Be assured he is not my friend,
He is refreshing as the tropical wind,
Take with you these words of wisdom,
God is leading you to his kingdom.
*All original work attributed to “Pernell Johnson” © 2009 “Pernell Johnson”.
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