Biography of Lyn Paul
IF YOU BELIEVE IN SOMETHING - FOLLOW IT.
AS LONG AS IT SHOWS NO GREED AND HURTS NO ONE!
We cannot regret what has been done for we have learnt from every step taken. We pass through life so quickly so try and enjoy every moment.
Tough roads we sometimes do travel making you... just who you are.
My favourite poem that I have written is...
" Not A Simple Thing" . I think all of my poems explain just who I am. For this, I am proud.
Lyn Paul Poems
Alone But Not Lonely
Alone but not lonely Broke yet not poor Down, yet not out Smiling, but not laughing
Climb That Mountain
I have given to all Yet I have never given to myself I have guided so many Yet not myself
Speed Of Life
What... are we doing? Running, Rushing Shouldn't we... Be slowing Down?
My Heart Will Always Sing
In life I have given So much Always been there
Money...$ What For? Sharing Not sure
Gift Of Giving
Open your eyes Open your heart Give just a little You will get such alot
Wonderful words given to me By other poets sharing their gift for others to see. Words of hope... and healing too Then words of such sadness. That You just wish you could touch
End Of My Day
Its Never goodbye when your walking alone The roads you have taken so far from home You've climbed, breathed life, you've given to all Opened your heart so willing to fall
Cry tonight Like there has been no rain Cry tonight To release the pain
Save Our Children From Technology
Save Our Children From Technology They are totally addicted To Technology
Be Proud.... Stand Tall!
Believe in who you are. Stop looking for mistakes Only you are searching. Making your own heart ache We punish ourselves today, yet tomorrow we ask why? Why we put ourselves through this?
I know I have not cried out loud Yet I have sung my song For I have always known Just where I do belong
I'Ll Hear You Cry
I'll hear you cry.....If not right now I'll hear you cry.....Believe this somehow I'll hear you cry.....Let the tears fall Let this river flow...Release this pain...release it all
From The Other Side
Todays Sun, Moved everso slow It was like impatiently, waiting for tomorrow We arrived at two, yet it was not till three This Funeral of a young life, How could this be?
Death - Moving On
Death is not meant to be bad
Although incredibly sad
Even though I have gone
I now have moved on
And will remember the time that we had
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