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Sarah Bell, 20 kwietnia 2012

Blooming Love

Running my fingertips
up his spine
dancing in the passion
as our bodies intertwine.
One with our emotions
gazing in his eyes
wrapped in a moment
feeling love not lies.
Hopeful for the future
letting go of our past
real love blooming
praying it will last.

Written 2010 S.A.B.

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Sarah Bell, 20 kwietnia 2012

Frozen

I remember mimicking lines
curves of this statue
in a courtyard at school.
knew not of the artist
who sculpted this beauty
nor could I tell you
the women waiting patiently
sitting frozen in a moment
simplicity in stone.
Though I tried to create
my version from artist vision
using charcoal, lines begin
running along paper
to invoke a feeling
of a moment I felt
I was the woman
frozen in time waiting
patiently for someone
to break the outer shell
freeing me from the binds
keeping me captive so long.

Written 2007 S.A.B.

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Sarah Bell, 20 kwietnia 2012

The Artist

My hands are never still
never will they be “clean”
imagination never stops
a well oiled machine.

Millions of brushes
a zillion gallons of paint
will never be enough
for more my heart will ache.

Paper, walls, and canvas
precious things to me
used to express my feelings
for the world to see.

Written 2002 S.A.B.

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Sarah Bell, 20 kwietnia 2012

Did I

Did I ever tell you
how much I really care?
Did I ever thank you
for always being there?
Did I ever tell you
you’re an angel in disguise?
Did I ever thank you
for a shoulder when I cry?
Did I ever tell you
what you mean to me?
Did I ever thank you
you’re as loving as can be?
Did I ever tell you
you’re a great friend too?
Did I ever thank you
for just being you?

Written By S.A.B. 1998

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Sarah Bell, 19 kwietnia 2012

Letter to God

Why are we born?
Why do we die?
Why do we laugh?
Why do we cry?
Why are there no answers?
To life’s little questions?
Why don’t you God?
Give any explanations?

Why is there guilt?
Why is there shame?
Why is there joy?
Why is there pain?
Why do we have heaven?
Why do we have hell?
Does anyone know?
Will anyone tell?

Why is there the rich?
Why is there the poor?
Why do some get little?
And some get more?
Why is there love?
Why is there hate?
Why is there no time?
Are we all too late?

Why do things end up the way they do?
Hey God, I’m asking you?

Written 1999 S.A.B.

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Sarah Bell, 19 kwietnia 2012

Reality

In my dreams as I sleep
evil of the world begins to creep
slowly in my mind I see
horrid images confronting me.

Death, torture, rape, and lies
crime, drugs, murder, alibis
so much pain, made me sick
how one could do any of it.

Not understanding the violence
why everyone sits in silence
no one willing to fight
standing up for what’s right.

Millions dying everyday
how do we live this way?
A world with so much hate
how’d we get to this state?

Couldn’t take more, let out a scream
waking me from my horrid dream
opened my eyes, astonished to see
nothing changed in front of me.

This hate, pain, and brutality
was all in our reality.

Written 2001 S.A.B.

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Sarah Bell, 19 kwietnia 2012

1:50 am

Time ticks away
though the ridged hands
seem to fight the urge
minutes slowly disappear.

Amongst the dark
silently counting life
my body lays still
breathing in rhythm.

Mind drifting in-between
reality and dreams
blurring all the lines
deprived of sleep.

S.A.B.

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Sarah Bell, 19 kwietnia 2012

His Eyes

His eyes shine, like heavenly stars
twinkling dreams, plucked from the sky
yet so far away for I to capture.

Eyes deep, like wishing wells
flooding my heart with emotion
once thought to be froze.

His eyes dark, like ink spilled on paper
writing messages on my mind
while analyzing the chapters.

Eyes dancing, like fire wildly
burning threw my body
taking glimpses at my soul.

His eyes sing, like music to my ears
songs of passion and lust
enchanted lullabies make me a mistress.

Eyes speaking, like water to my body
quenching my thirst for pleasure
still salt water and nothing more.

Written 2005 S.A.B.

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Sarah Bell, 19 kwietnia 2012

Missing You

I love you more than anything
nothing could change the way I feel
my life seems so empty without you
and my world so unreal.

I remember how it was before
hope, happiness, pain, and heartache
the things that we’ve been through
sometimes more than I could take.

But in the end I realized
when all was said and done
if asked to do it over again
I would start back where it begun.

Not a day goes by that
I don’t want you here with me
can’t wait to hold in my arms
how lovely things used to be.

When I dream about the future
what do you think I see?
A future full of love and happiness
I see you sharing it all with me.

Wriiten 2003 S.A.B.

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