If it's a Dream

"If it's a Dream."

If what I'm experiencing is a dream well let me
die in my sleep so I can have it for an eternity.
Because the most Beautiful part about breathing
is having you in my life so intimately.
The Love that you've given me is more than I've
ever felt in my life before.
Everyday is a blessing when I see your face because
with every second I find myself Loving you more.
If this is a dream I don't want it to end never
wake me because I've never felt this way.
Life in it's cruel state of being is made Beautiful
when I get to see you everyday.
You're the reason that Yah created Love and Beauty
was spoken into being along with your name.
When I first looked into your eyes and felt your
heart I knew my life would never be the same.
I'm falling so deeply in Love with you and
I'm ready to devote my whole life to you.
This is the end of my yearning for I've found
my life's treasure and my world too.
Let's bring this dream to another level by
sharing a Love in the deepness of matrimony.
Please let me have this dream for a lifetime
I hope you feel the way I do by marrying me.
If it's a dream I don't want to ever wake up
let me keep my eyes closed and never see.
Because I want to be here in this dream where
I'm with the one I will Love forever endlessly.
My heart and my life I give to you my all is
what I give to the one I hopelessly Love.
When I touch you for the first time in the most
intimate way we'll be Making Love in a cloud above.
If this is a dream I'm glad that you're in it and that
we're together because this is how I want to spend my life.
I want to live every moment given by Yah making
you happy in every way possible for being my wife.
If this is a dream then Yah gave it to me and
I know He's going to make it become a reality.
Where I'm with the one He's given me from His
heart a formed piece of true poetry.

Shalom,
shelly david wright,poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com

A Prisoner of Your Own Making

"A Prisoner of Your Own Making."

Nicole you're a Prisoner in a Prison of your
own making because you choose to stay inside.
What has happened to make you become a prisoner
of your own making and from the world hide.
Was it shatan through males that you cared for and
trusted who only wanted your body and that's all.
Did they not know that a heart was attached one
that gave in but was eventually hurt by the booty call.
Hiding behind four walls in a prison where food is
your comfort and your friend.
Is a horrible way to exist food is not a comfort but
your destruction that relationship needs to end.
You can't find Love from behind 4 walls you need
to take the plunge but not without Yah directing you.
Or you'll fall into the same traps and snares that so
many are constantly falling into.
You need to break out of that prison and get your
body a new life before it shuts down from the weight.
I hear you're a very pretty woman so you need to
break away from that stronghold it's not too late.
The table and the kitchen isn't a comfort don't fool
yourself into being content with sitting on your behind.
You have a fight to win and the self esteem issues are
nothing but shatan waging a war inside your mind.
In the house over weight and over eating is where
he wants you slowly killing yourself can't you see.
From those males he put into your life they were
there for one purpose and that was to cause misery.
You're not the only one who shatan has imprisoned
there are many who he's trying to destroy also.
There are males and females who are messed up who
are prisoners of their own making you need to know.
You need to get out with Janice one Sunday and walk
get out the house and away from that table for real.
Your children need you they don't need to see their Mother
constantly commit suicide because the food will kill.
You're a prisoner of your own making in a prison you
made and now it's time to break free.
I'm out there every Sunday with camera in hand
Nicole you need to get out here if you want to see me.

Inspired by Nicole but for many more
Shalom,
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com

There's No Substitute for Love

"There's No Substitute for Love."

There are many trying to fill a void where they'll
Shop, Gamble, Eat, etc but nothing takes Love's place.
No matter what you do there's no substitute for Love
this is a truth you'll just have to face.
You can have all the sex you want all the drugs you
can take but it's all worthless because it can't compare.
You see Love is without equal nothing will ever be
able to satisfy you the way Love does when you care.
Food is a horrible substitute because many find
themselves over eating and gaining so much weight.
Then they have more problems because now they see a
larger person in the mirror they now hate.
There's no substitute for Love gambling is really
a bad one because when you don't win you lose.
Shopping isn't that great because what you need
you can't buy but to many this isn't News.
You can have all the Money in the world go from
store to store club to club to make it rain.
But no matter how much you have or how much
you spend you cannot hide the pain.
There's no substitute for Love it's impossible for
there ever to be one.
Many need to have that heart to heart to fill
the void that a broken heart left undone.
You see Love is all and all we need everything
else is extra but nothing is more than Love.
Whatever you imagine it won't compare in fact
truthfully there's nothing you can think of.
There's nothing compared to Love and you will
never find a substitute nowhere on earth.
There's no substitute for Love everything is vanity
yes compared to Love's true worth.
You can shop at the finest stores or gamble in
Atlantic City or eat until you burst.
There's no substitute for what you really need in
your life and Love comes first.
There's no substitute for Love and there never will
be for Love is Yah Elohim the Most High.
Love is the answer to all our problems and it's the
only thing that we'll ever need this you cannot deny.

Shalom,
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com

Incomparable

"Incomparable."

There is no one like the Queen of the earth a Sister
in fact everyone came from her she is the epitome.
Of everything that's wonderful about a woman she's
the Mother of the Beauty Yah created so tremendously.
Incomparable to every other female they're envious of
the first and most Beautiful woman to ever walk the earth.
Hebrew, Black, are women of Beauty that Yah exclusively
perfected their looks from the dawn of life's birth.
Before the flesh was the spirit and Yah in spirit created her
with the full lips and curvy hips and the thickness that we see.
The dark skin that started with the dirt of the earth from the
rib of Adam is now the incomparable Beauty that is she.
Too often they aren't appreciated for the Beauty she is and
the lies of shatan makes her believe that she is not.
But other women of other cultures are really jealous of her
and they want everything that she's got.
They want her shape her darkness that's why they tan
trying to capture what Yah didn't give to them.
You see the melanin that makes her superior to others
was a Gift of birth and Love from Him.
Incomparable is what she is to every other woman
breathing she is the true Queen without a crown.
Yet through shatan her own man along with others
who are jealous are increasingly putting her down.
The most Beautiful Women of color they tried to steal
like Cleopatra she was Egyptian/African/Black.
There have been other Dark skinned Beauties they tried
to steal as if Beautiful women of their own they lack.
Your Paris' your Lynsey's you name them they can't
compare to the Beauty that Yah wonderfully created.
A woman who has carried the seed of the world who is
made to feel inferior and greatly unappreciated.
The answer is spiritual and those whom shatan chose
he placed over those Yah chose and this is evident.
We in our disobedience to Yah are a divided miserable
people who've been given over to shatan as our punishment.
We've momentarily lost our minds and have placed shatan's
false Beauty over our own which is incomparable totally.
Our people are under a spell where we desire what Yah
didn't make incomparable given a choice it's a Sister for me.

Because she is Incomparable
Shalom,
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com

From the Moment I Looked in Your Eyes

"From the Moment I Looked in Your Eyes."

From the moment after I entered the room and
our eyes met I knew it was you.
The one whom I yearned and prayed about
the dream that I hoped one day would come true.
When you walked into the room time seemed to stand
still and no one else seemed to matter who was there.
I mean the place was crowded and you were the only
one I saw in the room with people everywhere.
We couldn't stop looking at each other I thought it was
my imagination but I dared not look away.
I finally made my way over where you were
and both our words got fumbled in what we had to say.
Your smile lit up the room the Sun hid behind a cloud
for cover because it was so bright.
Your eyes even seemed to sparkle and twinkle
as if they were enhanced by the light.
The moment seemed like magic and yet perfect and the
sound that was playing I couldn't hear.
Everything became a blur but once we got closer
and you were standing so near.
From the moment I looked into your eyes my heart
was captured I was smitten totally.
There was no one else at the party or ever in life
that at that moment I cared to see.
As I heard your voice it was as Stevie said I didn't
know that sound could be so sweet.
This was an act of the Most High's Love for this
moment to happen for us to ever meet.
From the moment I looked into your eyes and saw
how you looked at me through your heart as well.
I knew that this moment was special for you and
from the look on your face I could tell.
There had to be a rejoicing in Heaven because there
was one going on in my heart.
From the moment I looked into your eyes I knew that
a team of wild horses couldn't pull us apart.
From the moment I looked into your eyes I saw the Gift
the only thing I ever will need from this day forward in life.
When I looked into your Beautiful eyes I found Love from
the one Yah sent to become my wife.

Shalom,
Speaking those things as if they were
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com

Inconceivable

"Inconceivable."

Inconceivable is the Beautiful woman that I see
standing before me adorned in a Wedding dress.
Inconceivable is the Beautiful woman that my
heart feels and her inner Beauty is no less.
Inconceivable is what Yah has done for us reuniting
2 from the beginning of eternity.
Now standing at the Altar in His presence
a day that it seemed in my flesh I would never see.
Inconceivable is how we met and fell in Love
when I had given up and there she came.
Like a breeze on an early Spring morning
I knew then that you should carry my last name.
Our time spent on the phone and together made
us bond and a Beautiful couple to all we became.
Since that day the Most High sent you into my life
nothing about living has ever been the same.
Inconceivable is the Love that I feel for this woman
that I will marry and be with all of my life.
Inconceivable is the promise and prayers of a
Miracle when on this day in the flesh she'll be my wife.
I say in the flesh because in spirit we were always
meant as before life began as we know it we were one.
It was only by design that when we were reintroduced
we had each others hearts won.
Inconceivable is the thought that I'm standing here on
a day that I really thought would never be.
With a woman I cannot believe is mine to Love and
behold a woman that compliments and completes me.
My vows will be words from my heart you will hear
my voice but Yah will be saying them.
The same when she opens her mouth from her heart
what flows out is the Beauty that will come from Him.
Inconceivable is this day of all the days that I've lived
one I will cherish as I will treasure my wife everyday.
I will thank Yah every moment with every breath
for her every minute of every second that I pray.
Inconceivable as I kiss my Bride and later on as we
consummate our marriage in an expression of true Love.
Inconceivable is this Beautiful woman that I see standing
before me a Wonderful creation sent from above.

Shalom,
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com

Just Want To Be Loved

"Just Want to be Loved."

This is the mindset of many who end up getting
hurt from someone who only wanted them sexually.
The bottom line is many are void of anything more
than an erection or a soaking wet booty.
They're spiritually deficient and emotionally
detached anything genuine they can't feel.
Some will tell you all they want is sex and nothing
more this is their way of keeping it real.
For those who will give Free Samples or the
Milk away for Free.
They're cursed to make the same mistakes of
settling for less than they deserve totally.
The worst mistake is believing that they have
the power to change someone it's a vagina please.
Believe me he won't be praying to it when before
you he gets down on his knees.
Just want to be Loved is what many want and
haven't received the emotions reciprocated back.
What many got in return was disrespected and
so many more got physically attacked.
Some have emotional scars from those who took
them for granted and advantage of and played them.
You see those who do these things are children of
shatan pray for them for they're listening to him.
Just want to be Loved and appreciated to be treated
in a fashion that makes them feel important to you.
Everyone with a heart wants to be treated very
special, cherished and treasured I know I do.
I just want to be Loved and come home to more than
a hot meal but someone waiting in the shower for me.
Someone who Loves me in the spirit of Yah as I'll Love
her someone who is Beautiful more than I could see.
Just want to be Loved from the heart in a genuine
way where sensitivity and understanding reign.
Where words are spoken to encourage and to esteem
to make you feel good not cause you pain.
Just want to be Loved and it's what many want and
need as many in their lungs need the air to live.
It's just sad that many who use the word can't feel the
emotions because they don't have a Loving heart to give.

Shalom,
shelly david wright, poet
healingheartspoetry@yahoo.com