SAM TUMBLIN

Month: October 2021

  • Rain So Soothing

    Rain So Soothing

    RAIN SO SOOTHING BY SAM TUMBLIN

    Why does the rain sound so soothing when it falls from the sky
    It makes my mind go at ease or relax enjoying the natural high
    Enjoying the pitter patter of the rain drops as the heavens cries
    Sun blocked from the clouds begging to be free but often tries
    Why does the rain sound so soothing when it falls from the sky
    My mind goes back to simpler times enjoying the natural high
    Enjoying the pitter patter of the rain drops as the heavens cries
    Sun blocked from the clouds begging to be free but often tries
    Why does the rain sound so soothing when it falls from the sky
    We all have different reasons take time to enjoy the natural high
    Listen to thr pitter patter of the rain drops as the heavens cries
    Sun blocked from the clouds begging to be free but often tries
    Why does the rain sound so soothing when it falls from the sky
    I told you my mind is at ease or relax enjoying the natural high

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    • November’s Gentle Memories
      Grass and trees are starting to turn ember,Early sweet kisses from the breeze as I remember.Days when life was simple and easy in November,When moments lasted longer and hearts had more to surrender. The whispers of autumn gently pass through the air,Reminding us of memories we once held dear.Time keeps moving, taking seasons along,Yet some… Read more: November’s Gentle Memories
    • The Canvas and I Are One
      Canvas and I are one,Every stroke becomes my pen.No painting can compare to none,For life itself creates again. The canvas holds a mirror,Reflecting what I cannot see.It took years to draw nearer,To understand the art of me. Through passing years, affection grew,For every shade and every hue.Until at last I came to see,The hidden portrait… Read more: The Canvas and I Are One
    • What Is Seven?
      CreatedBirthCuddledLiveDieEarthAgain What is seven?Life’s quest,As we gaze at heaven,Seven.
    • After Emancipation, We Still Live in the Dark
      After emancipation, yet in sin we live in the dark,Our faith lies deep within the shadows, waiting for a spark. Many think they’re truly living while the shadows silently lurk,Believing they have found salvation, aboard an ark. Bound by blood, we stand together,Sharing this world through every storm and weather. From birth upon this earth… Read more: After Emancipation, We Still Live in the Dark
    • The Heart’s Chalice
      short poem about love and honesty

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  • SEE THE STARS

    SEE THE STARS

    SEE THE STARS BY SAM TUMBLIN

    Gazing in your eyes I see the stars
    Shining from your pupil from afar
    Often leaves me frozen in time
    Lost in thought no rythm or rhyme
    Than I bow my head in shame
    Nothing I compose deserves a claim
    To attest to your shameless beauty
    Glad to call you mines is my duty
    Always my little woman to be
    My brightest star only for me
    In life there is only so many chances
    With you there my heart enhances
    To open up and truly love free
    Like a shooting star in a burst to flee
    Gazing in your eyes I see the stars
    Shining from your pupil from afar
    Often leaves me frozen in time
    To coin this moment as a rhyme
    Than I bow my head in shame
    Nothing I compose deserves a claim

    • November’s Gentle Memories
      Grass and trees are starting to turn ember,Early sweet kisses from the breeze as I remember.Days when life was simple and easy in November,When moments lasted longer and hearts had more to surrender. The whispers of autumn gently pass through the air,Reminding us of memories we once held dear.Time keeps moving, taking seasons along,Yet some… Read more: November’s Gentle Memories
    • The Canvas and I Are One
      Canvas and I are one,Every stroke becomes my pen.No painting can compare to none,For life itself creates again. The canvas holds a mirror,Reflecting what I cannot see.It took years to draw nearer,To understand the art of me. Through passing years, affection grew,For every shade and every hue.Until at last I came to see,The hidden portrait… Read more: The Canvas and I Are One
    • What Is Seven?
      CreatedBirthCuddledLiveDieEarthAgain What is seven?Life’s quest,As we gaze at heaven,Seven.
    • After Emancipation, We Still Live in the Dark
      After emancipation, yet in sin we live in the dark,Our faith lies deep within the shadows, waiting for a spark. Many think they’re truly living while the shadows silently lurk,Believing they have found salvation, aboard an ark. Bound by blood, we stand together,Sharing this world through every storm and weather. From birth upon this earth… Read more: After Emancipation, We Still Live in the Dark
    • The Heart’s Chalice
      short poem about love and honesty

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  • Live Forever

    Live Forever

    LIVE FOREVER BY SAM TUMBLIN

    To live forever is a wish for all


    Time in the end bequeaths and call


    Back to the ground entombed with grace


    Predestined eulogy no matter the race


    This truth we may not all embrace


    With the last shovel a proven case


    So live your life day by day


    Enjoying it to the fullest in every way


    Can’t return life after tomorrow


    Hour glass flowing never to borrow


    Every breath we breathe and take


    Life is how we perceive and make


    So live your life day by day


    Enjoying it to the fullest in every way


    Can’t return life after tomorrow


    Hour glass flowing never to borrow

    Time in the end bequeaths and call

    To live forever is a wish for all

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    • November’s Gentle Memories
      Grass and trees are starting to turn ember,Early sweet kisses from the breeze as I remember.Days when life was simple and easy in November,When moments lasted longer and hearts had more to surrender. The whispers of autumn gently pass through the air,Reminding us of memories we once held dear.Time keeps moving, taking seasons along,Yet some… Read more: November’s Gentle Memories
    • The Canvas and I Are One
      Canvas and I are one,Every stroke becomes my pen.No painting can compare to none,For life itself creates again. The canvas holds a mirror,Reflecting what I cannot see.It took years to draw nearer,To understand the art of me. Through passing years, affection grew,For every shade and every hue.Until at last I came to see,The hidden portrait… Read more: The Canvas and I Are One
    • What Is Seven?
      CreatedBirthCuddledLiveDieEarthAgain What is seven?Life’s quest,As we gaze at heaven,Seven.
    • After Emancipation, We Still Live in the Dark
      After emancipation, yet in sin we live in the dark,Our faith lies deep within the shadows, waiting for a spark. Many think they’re truly living while the shadows silently lurk,Believing they have found salvation, aboard an ark. Bound by blood, we stand together,Sharing this world through every storm and weather. From birth upon this earth… Read more: After Emancipation, We Still Live in the Dark
    • The Heart’s Chalice
      short poem about love and honesty

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  • Life’s Bowl

    Life’s Bowl

    In this realm are mangled souls
    Crescendo together life’s bowl
    Many think the light to never see
    Some look ahead as the sun peek
    Everyone has a take on life
    The good the bad unexplained strife
    That’s what make it all grand
    Each ones soul to ultimately stand

     

    • Be Read | SAM TUMBLIN

      Why when we are dead It’s the only time we can be read Stretched out on that table Directing all fables That’s when the mortician Assumes two position Figuring what led you to lay Was it health or dismay Later stitch you back Embalming fluid to now pack You have now been read All the […]