Hope At Midnight

Girl Next Door

Podcast Poem about, "Girl Next Door," by Ray Brown, takes a look into Love, Romance and stirs the emotional connections within the soul that get triggered when upon such moments. It's not 1, 2 or 8 times tonight. It's the scent of us turning next girl into every night.Ray Brown

A Love Upon A Time

A Love Upon A Time, the poem is by Ray Brown.  Enjoy the poem, and share it if you like it. Lyrics to A Love Upon A Time:Listen, have we met before.You called my name, I swear I've heard your voice before.My mind has been racing with thoughts of us in la la land, being hopeless fools, just lost…Sent by the Universe, that's what I feel we are standing at the doorstep to our new love.Speechless is what I am, words are not enough to describe us and of what's coming our way.There's a silence in the way we communicate, that one look is all we need to knowBless you.  Kiss you. Hold you.In time, head over heels over you.Life is not what we were shown.  The story of love is false.The part where we leave each other breathless is where we live… now and forever…Words are magic my love… there's a spell on us long before we took this life…I swear to you by this, a promise made to you upon a time is timeless.Us being apart for a time leaves us heartless.

Gone Before Start

This Poem, "Gone Before Start," which I am reciting via Podcast below was triggered by a moment of love, an idea of what if... which we all have had.  Hope you enjoy it. Lyrics: The look of love.The look of lust.You look right through me.Your energy throws me off.I thought I knew me, just lost my thoughts.This effect you have, it’s like a drug.Been high before, it was lonely.Been in love before, one-sided.Put my heart on the line…Will do it again.Darkness is not my fear.Pain is not my past.You in my life now,Be my Queen now.We were written upon a time.My heart was never mine.Behold yourself, it’s time.

Hope At Midnight

Hope At Midnight is a Poem by Ray Brown.  A Podcast of this poem is below in Ray's voice outlining some of his thoughts at midnight.

Spring Fever

Listen to Spring Fever podcast Poem by Ray Brown:Love is a fever.Every season brings a new kind of wind.What was, will never be.A new chapter of your life opens.The scent of magic in the air is changing you.I can feel you close.I can dream you closer.Don't be the old you, there is no time for that.The doubt soaking in, there is no time for that either.The Mind is a beautiful thing, but it's not you!Love is a beautiful thing, but it's just an idea.What is it that we really want, when we discover we are an echo of others reflections and ideas?How do you stand tall, when your morals and values come crashing down?Life is not about photos, degrees, careers, net worth and families.The fever of our season gives rebirth to our souls.There's always a solution.You're not crazy, just re-wired differently.You're not the sum of your experiences if you didn't learn from them.You can't mask an identity and ghost strangers, cowards do that.Opinions from the cheap seats have no value.I can see clearly, who I am, what I want and where I'm going.You'd be excited too if you saw the world through my eyes!