Franklin Tindel

Baltimore, Maryland, USA

Frank has been writing poetry since he was in his early teens. He is a porter at Charles Towers. He also draws comic stripes sometimes. Frank is trying to publish some of his poems in newspapers and magazines. Frank has one of his poems publish in the Library of Congress text book. And also receive a plaque from the International Society of Poets. He also is a member of the International Society of Poets. I like to dedicate my poems to the people in this world, Frank says, "writing poetry gives" me the strength and courage of living and surviving.


Peace

Peace shall be in our hearts, minds and souls,
Which comes from the holy valley above,
That shine down below the earth,
That gives us wisdom to have peace
For each other, own mind,
Look deep down your soul, then you find,
The inner peace that's in your heart,
Your kindness will impart,
While your rudeness will depart,
Of hatred towards the people,
But have faith, believe in yourself,
While your hatred shall vanish,
Beneath your very own eyes, of sin,
Which look to be your guide,
But believe and follow your inner self,
To have peace for you and me,

Love Is Everywhere

Love is here in the tree of life,
Love is there when you cry,
Love is everywhere even in the sky,
For the birds to fly,
Love can't be compared,
For only the two can be shared,
For someone to care,
For the same in return,
Love is our partner,
For the goodness to restore,
In our hearts to adore,
For the joy of the world,
To the eyes of the truly,
Which there souls are sincere.
To bear there souls once more,
For the pain and sorrow,
That brings a better tomorrow,

Keep My Poems

Keep my poems,
Thats what I want.
For its the kindness that counts,
Of happy memories of us talking,
To each other with respect,
While my embracing arms was open widely,
For you to come in my lonesome heart,
While listening to your soft intimately
low voice, and stirring into your pleasurable eyes,
Which dwell in my heart to adore,
While taken by your charm,
That uplift my soul with warmth,
Of a love that's never forgotten
While thinking about you sincerely,
In a caring for better way,
That shows the beauty of your smile,
Which enchants my soul awhile,
With happiness that's filled with lots of love,
Of the sweet memories to remember.

All poems Copyright © 1997 Franklin Tindel. All rights reserved.