Her

Are you real?
Pardon me
But I need to pinch myself
Feel you
To make sure you’re
Not a
Hologram

You don’t know
How long
I’ve
Dreamed of you

When you’re near
My eyes dance around
Looking for you
Animal instinct kicks in
I must have you

Longing to make
Eye contact
So I can lean in
And taste
Those juicy lips

Fireworks go off
Explosive
This chemical reaction
The yin to my yang
Come together with me

My missing piece

My angel


© 2010 Steve Logan
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Vanishing Point

Though you never
Physically departed
When I close my eyes
I can
See you walking away
Gone forever
Seems like wasted words
Saying that I love you
How can I honestly say that?
When you walked out the door
Telling me of
Days like this
I was too wrapped up
In my own world
To worry about you
Or anything for the matter
Feelings of love
And happiness when we started
I can’t help but feel like
Because of me
The unknown of our
Failed love
Will forever go
Uncharted
I am always here
If you ever need me
Though
You never will
…………
I had to write this
For you
Fallen love


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Alan Keys

Look at you
New age Judas
Only your thirty pieces of silver
Was a seat at the table
Good ole boys club
House nigger
Does the air feel good?
Not having to slave away in the field?
Willie Lynch had the right idea
Turn us against each other
And will destroy each other
But you
I feel sorry for you
There is a special place
In hell reserved
For people
Like
You
Sellouts are no longer
Known as
Uncle Tom
We call them
Alan Keys


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Storm Clouds

The thunder roars
I look to the sky

As the rain covers my face
I imagine what it would be like to soar
I've tried to force my world of darkness into the light
Taken many loses from countless fights

A recovering addict
But will I ever fully be off the pills?
Destorying my life
When I should be making myself better for my future wife

Just think of my son
The shame he would feel
The world giving his father a raw deal
After this rain out the cracks in the concrete
New growth sprouts

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Open Letter

I apologize
I failed you
I wasn’t the man
I presented myself to be
At the time we met
I lied to you
Played you for a fool

I wanted you
To fall in love
With me
And it worked

But at what cost?

I ended up alienating
Someone that
Could’ve been a great friend

But now…

Nothing
You don’t talk to me
No more than a brief
Shallow
“Hello”
When you pass me

You have no idea
The sorrow I feel
I miss you

But I can’t….

Bring myself to
Tell you this

I fear

What you might say to me
Sometimes
It’s best to
Leave
The powder keg alone

I wonder….

If one day
We can start again?
Take a eraser
To the past
Wipe the hard drive
Nothing exist

Will you?

Forgive me?


© 2010 Steve Logan
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Her Music Box

The headphones
Go in
Introduction to her day
As she walks to the bus stop
The sees mouths move
But doesn’t make out
What they say

The soundtrack to her life
Every song in this devie
Holds meaning
Some bring rage
While others bring back happier times
Others remind her of current situation
Then there’s the one song
That makes he believe mere mortals can fly

As the harmonies invade her ears
She is pleased
Drowning out life
With each day
Makes the world seem better
The dawn of a bright future
Say goodbye to the past

The lies
Beatings
Cold winter when she was homeless
And all different types of sex to escape it

Born again
Or is this life after death?
Are you ready to die?
No this is all new
She has earned the right
To achieve some type of happieness

© Steve Logan 2010
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Death Of Superman

This piece is simply me fighting my inner demons so that I can become a better person.


Living my dream not a care in the world
Flying around my city observing the citizens then from out of the blue a large object was hurled
I fell full force to the pavement and felt the buildings shake
The pain was too intense in a ball I curled

I looked up to see a large figure eclipsing the sun
This abomination was breathing heavily with a look that all he had was destruction on its mind
I had to defeat this monster to save world, everyone was standing around anticipating this confrontation I yelled to them “RUN!”

We exchanged blows as the day turned into night
I’d never been hit so hard, I put every ounce of strength I still had left in me into a shot to the gut as I watched my adversary fold like a card
As I whaled on his face the calcified exoskeleton began to crack and I was amazed of what I started to see
This monster that I was fighting was a direct reflection of me

Shocked by the sight I had completely forgotten about the fight
My enemy used this to his advantage
He delivered a spike to my head piercing my brain
My body was lifeless before it hit the ground
The news crews were froze with shock and awe and the thought that things would never again be the same

My cape was removed and used as a flag to mark the disaster area that was left after the battle
The crowd morns the lost of their champion
Months later they have no clue that I still protect them from a far
At night when the city is asleep I go to the monument the built in memory of my death and I leave a letter
Stating to all that sometimes you must die in order to be better


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Candy Store

This poem that I'm sharing with you all tonight is about my struggle in the path I've chosen. In becoming closer with God to become the man that I am supposed to be there are certain things and in this case activities I have left in the past. This is about the sins of the flesh something I am still getting grips on. Enjoy and God bless.

I used to have
Such a sweet tooth
Wanting to sample
All the flavors

Now I never visit
Not to say
I don't like to tease
My taste buds
I'm just
On a leaner
More healthy diet

Funny
Thinking back
On my past
I used to buy this
Store out

A tiger can change
It's strips

Though the struggle
Is hard
I still walk pass
Shop

My will power
Is greater
Than
Any
Temptation

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T4 (These Things Take Time)

Can I spend
Eternity
With peace of mind?
I hope
To one day
Achieve
This goal
Walking through
This dark forest
That is my brain

I am careful
To not
Let the thorns
Of negative thinking
Puncture
My skin

The fog
Settles in
Affecting my sight
Blind
So now I am
Forced to
Use my heart
To find the
Greater good

The chill
In the air
Slowly goes away
I feel warmth again

My eyes come back
Into focus
I take in
Beautiful scenery
Leaves bloomed
Flowers have sprouted
A magnificent portrait
Rendered by a great artist

I feel at home

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Just speaking (not a poem)

So I was sitting here reading every poem that I've wrote. Let me just say I have come a long way! Starting out writing poetry as a way to get out hard feelings of heartbreak from my 1st love to now being able to get my point across without the aid of profane language or punch lines.

What brought about this change? Simple and complex in a way like most things in life. I grew up, realizing that the things I was writing I didn't even want to read. There is not a market for hate poetry not to me anyway. Now I still have that passion sans the curse words.

Another thing is my relationship with God. Now I am not nor will I ever claim to be a bible scholar but I find myself sitting down and my pen is moved by someone else. Notice in my latest poems a few of them have religious undertones. That is not to say I won't still write about other topics because trust me I will.

Well that's the long and short of my current journey. Thank you all for taking the time to read this or any of my poems and following my blog. I appreciate you more than you will ever know.

- Steve

Heaven

Heaven
I need a hug
Changing my life
There is
No way
I can
Continue
On this path
I am sure to die
A young death

Self destructive
Speeding down
The highway
Weaving
In and out
Of traffic
Speedometer
Stopped working
It just stuck
At 150
Then the shield cracked

My Lord
My Savior
You saw

That I needed help
A child of you

People always told me
That I'm
A good man
I just fell under
The influence of satan

How can I continue
To live this life?
Nothing changes
If nothing changes

I drop down
To my knees
Arms extended
Anticipating
Heaven's hug

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Walls

If these walls
Could talk
I wonder
What they
Would have to say?
The chipped paint
And dark spots
On this once
Pure white wall
Is like anything
Over time
Slowly decaying
What story

There have been
Many shameful moments
Lots of tears
Then you see
Short burst of
Glory

Watching
The acts of lust
That I thought of
As love
The times I've
Laid on the floor
Alone
Wondering what
Went wrong
So much potential
Wasted
Here I sit now
A grown
Man-child
Looking at
Any sign
Of compassion from
The human race as
A handout

Alcohol
Has stained the carpet
Dent in the floor
When my life
Was saved
I would've hung myself
If not for the
Faulty rope
Back when I was
Full of gloom
And hope

How I've held my son
As he slept on my chest
How I fought with
His mother
When she was trying
To keep us apart
Yes
These walls
Know me
Its a journal
With no words

Now as I sit here
Bible in hand
I am ready to face
This world
I stand
Before you
A better man

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Coffee Bean

Another Monday
I'm blessed
To have
Woken from my slumber
But I'm so tired
Really not feeling
The thought
Of a work day
Let me ingest
My coffee
Adrenaline
Feels my veins
Caffeine
Eases my headache pains
I feel energized


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