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Best Poems From
JAMES T. ADAIR
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Friendship (Haiku)
When life is hurting
Friendship plants a seed of hope
Miracle of care
JAMES T. ADAIR
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Sometimes
Sometime I'm quiet
Sometimes I'm bold
Sometimes I feel young
Sometimes I feel old
Somtimes I do the opposite
Sometimes do what's told
Sometimes I buckle
But rarely do I ever fold
Somtimes I'm great
Somtimes I'm small
But lately I'm humble
If I'm anything at all
Sometimes I worry
Sometimes joke, jokes that are wry
Sometimes, often, I ask 'why? '
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes I wander
Sometimes I'm lost
Sometimes I feel the bitter lonliness
Of the cold winter frost
Sometimes I tremble
Sometimes I burn
Sometimes I stumble
Sometimes I yearn
Sometimes I dream
Sometimes I feel it's getting late
Sometimes I surmise
I must learn to rely on fate
JAMES T. ADAIR
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Silence Echos
Silence
makes my heart break
Silence
Love, does not make
Silence
Was it all just a terrible mistake?
Silence
Was love just a game, just fake?
Silence
Leaves me heartbroken
Silence
Kills he feeling behind words unspoken
Silence
has is a shield you hide behind
Silence
Guards what's on your mind
Silence
Chills your heart's sound
Silence
Love cannot silently be found
Silence
has turned your dreams blind
Silence
is darkness in which you cannot find
Silence
Crushes the hopeful feelings that were kind
Silence
Of emptiness it did remind
Silence
Silence took all I sought to find
Silence
Silence was hurtful and unkind
Silence
Will kill love before it ripens on the vine
Love will go silently
But it's lonely hurt will echo for all time
JAMES T. ADAIR
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An Old Love Poem
There is a point in everyone's life where they dream
I used to be a dreamer too
Now I'm on the tail end of dreams and have...just one
I dream of being loved by you
Selfish dream, I know
but I always dreamed love would one day be true
and I gave it up, quit on it
and then there was you
And not I've got this terrible feeling
terribly lost and lonely too
and it's somehow turning out blue
and feels lost on you
Because in my dream
I reached out to touch you
and you reached for me too
I really wanted to believe it was true
But you shy away and silently play
as thought its just entertainment or something to do
but one heart is breaking in two
and the other is uncertain almost through
and there is nothing anybody can do
except for you
to reach for me
because I never needed anyone more than you
JAMES T. ADAIR
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