My name is Chris Harris, I currently live in the UK, London. Although i have lived in Italy, Brazil, Guyana, And the US. I love to travel and take great inspiration from seeing new things. I have studied Phys Ed Psychology, and Sports Science. and am a passionate athlete. My dream is to make my family proud, nothing else. Im a simple person but have a very dynamic and complex way of life, Im VERY old fashioned. I see every second of life as an oppurtunity to make something better. I hope you enjoy my poetry as much as i did writing it. more »
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Chris Harris Poems
Some of the greatest things in life are very seldom seen, This is why we close our eyes when we kiss or cry or dream.
As i lay awake my love, Our conversation flowing freely through my mind on repeat, eyes wide open often teary all these things overdriven, help me get these thoughts supressed My heart is racing, my ears burning, oh i need to get some rest
Life is beautiful
Have you ever seen a spiders web that glistened in the rain That sudden look of innocence when someone is in pain The ever lasting flow of clouds on a warm spring day An elderly widow clasping hands as she kneels to pray
A poem with sass!
How i yearn to feel your whispers flutter through my mind To hear your breath and feel your cheek softly pressed on mine To hold your face cupped in my hands and kiss your tender lips Then stroke my hands down your arms and gently grab your hips
Poetry with lamb
This passed few days ive lived my life with someone on my mind That someones you, i think you knew, my mind is on rewind.
The cold November wind swept in, it flew right into me It took a leaf from my heart and set its beauty free It left me nervous overjoyed, crying with relief Shaking like a leaf
Its about time
Time is of the essence faith i do adore I need to feel your presence I love you more and more
Sweet little words
You said something that meant so much, I play it on repeat Over and over in my mind your words they sound so sweet These words they have an amazing meaning And i just cannot help but feeling
In sickness things arent easy, my hapiness subsides, My love it makes me teary, Im aching on all sides, I dont know how to cure this, I think i need your help your tender voice i do miss, but i think it'll make me whelp
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Some of the greatest things in life are very seldom seen,
This is why we close our eyes when we kiss or cry or dream.
This statement has a lot of truth and i believed it well,
But after seeing your caring face i really cannot tell.
Because every single second spent knowing you i need
To keep my eyes wide open, almost seemed with greed.
Your radience is overwhelming and I'm completely drawn
To me you are perfection without you i am torn.