Wilfred Mellers

Rookie - 153 Points (March 5,1962 / Kinston, Jamaica, West Indies)

Time To Come Home - Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Time To Come Home
Written by: Wilfred Mellers
Friday August 1,2014



Often duos do remind
Documents left I still unsigned
Many hills I had to climb
Spring fever turns hot in summer time
Twosomes walking hand in hand
Footsteps they leave in jet black sand
Melodic progressions plaid the band
Seldom works out the way it's planned

Pairs strolling in the night
Singing songs to their delight
Feeling everything's is going to be alright
While they watch dawn's early light

For I tend to speak too soon
Shot for the stars but only hit the moon
Your picture opens an old wound
For a broken heart none is immune
And now my songs plays out of tune
Now winter falls sometime in June

The witch doesn't ride on a broom
Who else but Grant is buried in his tomb?
The best man ran off with the bridegroom
The door is locked to your room
No one left for you to spoon
Sometimes life is like a cartoon
Honey I wont be home anytime soon

Waiting yes I've waited to late
My heart once was filled with hate
Dealt with egos to easy to inflate
Most people just can't relate
With a fool you can't debate
Had too much on my plate
Made me gain so much weight
But if I see you next lifetime that would be great


For here I stand alone
Life I can no longer postpone
Statues once made of stone
There is nothing you truly own

For you still take my breath away
For I still you hope and pray
That you'll make it some day
For I your friend come what may

Let me set the scenario
Voices through the radio
Speaking about Romeo
Do they truly even know
How it hurts my heart so
I can't see your face no more aglow

My arms always opened wide
Regrets desperately I've tried to hide
Things you've done on my behalf
How you use to make me laugh
Happy days went but I am glad for those days well spent with you

For still I do remember
Christmas didn't just come in December
For I the great pretender
Once your number one contender

How I have truly grown
So many places I have flown
Wondered parts still unknown
To wherever the wind is blown

Still I'm crazy to the bone
Crossed another milestone
For the past I must atone
Melodies sang no longer intone

Wonders life has shown
Into the well coins thrown
Fell many a time yet never cracking my dome
So I shall roam until God says it's time to come home


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 1, 2014



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