Personal Poetry – Page 4 – Truth Makes Us Free

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND
by Michael Langston

I would not want to be
Standing in your shoes
When what you did to me
Comes back on you.

The tears that fell
When me you used
Will flow again…
Through your eyes too.

And all the sorrow
And all the pain
That fell down on me
Will gather up again
And fall down from heaven
In a pouring rain…

You can’t change this weather!
It’s by God ordained.

NO WORDS CAN COME
by Michael Langston

I’d like to plainly state in verse
How one cursed night could be no worse,
But from the depths of my despair…
No words can come from out of there.

STILL
by Michael Langston

I saw her once again last night,
More beautiful than ever in the pale moonlight.
She once had meant the world to me;
With no one else I’d wished to be.

The moonbeams sparkled in her eyes
On teardrops she could not disguise
And softly lent unto her face
The dearest look of perfect grace.

We sat alone and talked awhile
Of many things, but all meanwhile,
Inside my heart, with one thing filled,
Echoed the words, I love you still.

THESE THREE THINGS
by Michael Langston

Three things in all the world, I know,
Are only loved by me:

An old piano’s untouched keys
Laid out in symmetry,

A lonely, open skating floor
Where no one wants to be,

The blank and lowly empty page
From which springs poetry.

A BROKEN DATE
by Michael Langston

Speaks to me most eloquently
Of what you yourself can’t say
And tells me all I need to hear
In a clear and silent way:

That you no longer care for me,
That starting from this day,
All my dreams are shattered things,
All hope is flown away.

THIS DAY
by Michael Langston

She seemed to care, to want to stay;
I had no doubts nor fears
That love would ever go astray,
That she would not be near.

I watched her turn and walk away,
And through a blur of tears,
I wait for time to turn this day
To weeks, to months, to years.

IN ALL THE WORLD
by Michael Langston

There is no place I’d rather be
Than by your side, just you and me,
No other hands I’d rather touch…
No one else I love so much.

And as we dance across the floor,
How could I ever ask for more?
No other face in front of me
Could make me feel this way, you see.
No other eyes to gaze into
Could look at me the way yours do.
No other smile, no other hair,
None other thing found anywhere
Could match the joy of being there.

In all the world this much is true:
That no one else exists like you;
Nowhere to look, no place to go
To find another you, I know.

TOGETHER
by Michael Langston

Our love would end our sadness;
Its joy would ease our pain

As dawn is born in darkness,
As sunlight shines in rain.

MY REMEMBRANCE OF THEE
by Michael Langston

When life’s many sorrows
All press around me
Like the icy winter winds
Of a bleak December night,
Such times I take refuge
In my remembrance of thee…
And warm my cold hands
By the soft-glowing firelight.