Wolfren the Warlock Betrayer of Witches's blog: "Poems by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 2007"

I'm not supose To Love you my heart was to have ceased beating more then a year ago and yet with every hour of every day that passes and with every breath that i take my heart still wants you memories play upon my mind as this cancer called love eats away the ice i put my heart in after you walked out mine door be still these thoughts these yearnings for you to be in my arms take me back to before i knew you to before i knew the sweet smell of roses in full bloom of moonlit walks of dancing to music only our hearts could hear bring back the pain for the one i lost because her death is far better then being left being forgotten fore just when i have the stregnth to love again i hear your voice upon my phone destroying any safety i felt in moving on leaving me with the guilt of still loving you close that chapter of my life rewrite my memories to disclude your eyes in the moonlight the scent of your hair left upon my pillow im not suppose to love you i fought that battle i thought i had won and just when i grew strong you remind me of how weak i trully am im not suppose to love you im suppose to have moved on but with every rose i am reminded of your beauty with every face i see i find your smile im not suppose to love you but i do and always will

Wednesday, February 28, 2007 Untitled ..>..> As Jöseph Returns from his darkness Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1997 Poetry, 412 words Read online... Comments... (4) Some of my deepest and darkest work was during a brief period of July 98 to Aug 2000. It was the beginning of the end of my marriage and the beginning of my journey to find out who I am without my daughter or wife there. It was a long journey, for me. As well as a difficult one. I am not entirely sure that I have found out who I am. I am willing to face my past and come to grips with it. I am willing to look back at my marriage and see What I did wrong there as well as What my wife did wrong. But in any case, it is my daughter who is paying the price and so when this darkness I lift. She will know she is loved and cherished....July 19, 2000 Untitled Will you not love me Until the day becomes the darkness I hold Will you not hold and comfort me Until the skies all meet their eyes But fear not for unto you I will give my love My heart My joy Will you not carry apart of me As we walk our path We crossed each other once You held my hand And I held you in my arms Will you not kiss me again As you did once before Will you not dance with me Upon the rings of Saturn As our hearts take flight Will you not love . . . All that we are together Will you not love . . . Me 8:25 AM - 0 Comments - 0 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove

"Without Racism" No light here Upon my heart doth shine For no light Unto this world can I find . . . Seeing through the eyes of a child I find that hope Was long left Not worth while For the secrets today Are filled with drugs And the stench of death Brought forth by man's wrath No light upon this road Doth shine And so no light May I find . . . Looking through the eyes of an adult My heat I find Is weighed heavy With guilt and worry Brought forth By mine thoughts of my youth Bringing forth My own justice Upon my child With hatred, unto me, in return No light Unto this house Can live For guns and death Are the only way to live Are the only rules To which we know . . . Looking through the eyes of the aged I find much has changed Much to do And no sense to do it But I find That fear is the master And the master is strong Though truly I am stronger No light unto this casket shines For mine soul is gone Looking back With my own two eyes I reach with my hand And turn on that light Only to find The world made worse With colour And so the light I turn away The world has enough problems We don't need racism too (without racism)

“Hiding from the Light” by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1997 Published 7 November 2005 :: Poetry Read more by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear 9 October 1997 May I ask you But a simple question Is there a reason Such a person Like me . . . Why would you give your love To someone like me For if you could see me Without the mask I wear You would run in fear I am no phantom Playing an organ in a darkened basement No . . . His scars far underscore My own For my past still lays Sprawn in a darkness so deep That I cannot believe I could find My way out Would you still care If I wasn’t there Resting in your arms And holding you tight

“Promises of Life” by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1999 Published 7 November 2005 :: Poetry Read more by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear A gun is fired. . . Promises made Promises broken What words they say Those best left unspoken Years ago I lost her to a gun Trusting her to live her lie; I turned away for a second Before I knew it; She was in my arms, And we were bleeding No cares No worries in our ways Only the sweet promises of death I love you, Angela But I could not take My last breathe I’m sorry the Pain lived on, And that I could not release it from your heart Promises made While most are broken Who was I To let you die Never to keep our promises of life

“Promises of Glass” by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1996 Published 7 November 2005 :: Poetry Read more by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear When my heart you take Will you release it from this world Where pain and suffering Are the only knowledge Or will you just taunt And tease me Leaving me later For a new day Promises made As well as broken What words I’ve sad More often left unspoken Who was I to answer a prayer Who was I To give away my only heart Hoping in return Your love I would again Only to find Everything still remains the same

“Remember Me” by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1999 Published 8 November 2005 :: Poetry Read more by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear Why did this happen My cry for help was heard Why do I feel this way Such a short time was this thing called happiness For so long I thought death was the answer, But just when I found happiness I was shot down in depression My friends and family worry For my heart will break The only happiness I will again know is death My only future will be a box lined with velvet Good for my knowledge and ability with children Good with famous quotations and wisdom My last words of wisdom are: Remember the little boy I was, Remember the happiness in me, Remember me that way

“Never Know” by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1999 Published 8 November 2005 :: Poetry Read more by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear Who is it you see Sitting there in the window Is it a boy in his youth Or a man tormented in pain Who am I Or who was I A boy molested by his cousin The boy who lied; To free his heart While he tore the hearts of others; Apart What was it that I was to become The creature I am now Filled with pain Sorrow Hatred And distrust Or someone who could love And help others through their sorrows Who am I What am I to become I guess I’ll never know

“Passed Me By” by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1998 Published 8 November 2005 :: Poetry Read more by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear I take a walk through a darkened forest Where is the light to shine a way Where is the sun to warm this day When she was here I never noticed, all the beauty there is around me I never noticed the beauty that is the dark Here, no one can see the tears as I cry For there is no one to walk by As I walk in this darkened forest I wonder Where she is Am I to finish this cry Or am I to join the sky For love again has passed me by

“My Wishing Star” (Living a Lie) by Jöseph Lee Foster-Shumpert-Lear, 1999 Published 8 November 2005 :: Poetry You were my guiding light My angel eyes Matching thine angel face You were my only desire The only thing I wished for And was powerless To make come true The stars above Call forth a meaning Never before set before me By thine heart Lain upon he ground Drawn lightly within the sand Where upon this concept Was I lost And turned away How can I find my way back How can I revive What was based on a dream Heart afire Hidden desires And still you know not How I feel Would it change the world If this ring upon your finger I place And those lips I embrace Living a lie How simple it was to do When I didn’t know you When I hadn’t seen you Before . . . Star within the night Please give back my sight I sold my soul To the gate of hell For a chance at love And you gave me her Only for those gates To win her away To carry her heart To her hands Ripped from me As ripped she will see And still upon her finger I would give This tiny little ring Because I haven’t a heart worthy of her And still upon her finger I would place This shining circle of gold Because I haven’t a heart pure enough Stars placed Within thine jars Give me a way To show her my love Give me a way To tell her I love you And make her happy Like I only wanted to do Living a lie How simple it was to do When I didn’t know you When I hadn’t seen you Before . . . Before this day was set When my heart you would steal I found life so much easier If I were only a character Played to the definition of envy And then you came And stole the part Of mine lady Scarlet And then you came With your angelic wings And picked me off my feet With just the touch of your lips The music of my heart still plays Its rhythm so blue in tone Its beat so known Yet still I cannot hear it So how could you “How could you say you’d love me forever Forever is a long time...” Because I believe I’ve loved you all my life Even when all you were Was my wishing star Living a lie How simple it was to do When I didn’t know you When I hadn’t seen you Before . . . Before I fell in love