Joy O' Pateng
I love to write. When I speak people misunderstand me. But when I write they understand me...Written was another way for me to escape my stress and other way to express and gether all my thoughts and put it into words...I've been writing since 16....and I haven't stopped yet....I better myself, by writing what pops in my head during my thoughts.... more »
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Joy O' Pateng Poems
Baby I'm sorry...
I'm sorry for not loving you I'm sorry for not being there for you I'm sorry for making you cry I'm sorry for breaking your precious heart
I am joy... With joy, you were born With joy, you were a baby
I am a girl I am an African American girl I am a broken hearted girl I am a stud
Baby please have A change of heart Allow me to re-enter Your world...in your
Above the clouds there is a star A star that looks down on me A star that I makes my wishes shine A star that brightens my path
My Southern Girl...
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SOUTHERN GIRL EVER IS WHO I'M IN LOVE WITH HER NAME SOUNDS AS
I'm all alone..... Alone, I sat Alone, I cried
She is a girl She's a girl that cheers me up A girl that I can count on A girl I can run to when I need a hug
Roses smells like a flower My baby Rose smells like love Love that smells like roses Roses are red but Rose
My prayers to God....
Oh God as your child I Become before you humble Ask for your forgiveness I've done handled some
Gorgeous girl, who is it to blame Anonymous girl, who knows her name Saddened girl, who makes her cry Blind girl, who can't love anymore
Walking in the middle of the night Because, I didn't know My right Nor left... As I wandered through The darkest streets Of Pain
I remember the first Time I met you it was like a cinema in a slow motion. Your smile made me bring out a smile of my own. Your eyes gave me a sudden chills.
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Baby I'm sorry...
I'm sorry for not loving you
I'm sorry for not being there for you
I'm sorry for making you cry
I'm sorry for breaking your precious heart
I'm sorry for not believing in you
I'm sorry for never giving you my ears
I'm sorry for not holding you when needed to be held
I'm sorry for sharing my nakedness with another
I'm sorry for not expressing myself to you
I'm sorry for denying you
I'm sorry for lying to you
I'm sorry for breaking my vows
I'm sorry for not fight with you
I'm sorry for me being sorry
I'm sorry for my mistakes.....
I'm sorry, I'm sorry,...