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A 5 Pm Happy Hour Tonight
any 1 who joins my lounge during happy hour will get the love in return there are happy hr booked till 8 so joine me at cake and i'll rate fan and add you till i drop
10pm 2/12 - Ice, Snow Back In Nky
Here we go one more time! Ice has moved back into NKY. Right now, the airport in Hebron, KY has 29 and freezing rain. Refreezing taking place...the freezing rain should change to all snow by the time we get to 11pm, and maybe another inch or so will accumulate. Tomorrow...some schools will delay, a few in NKY will close due to the re-freeze, but not as extensive as today was. This is pretty much going to be a wrap for my winter storm coverage...if you've been reading, thanks!
319pm 4/17/08 La Baby!
im here....back in LA.... only been 10 months... but im home...ill be here for a few weeks doing coachella and stagecoach.... kickin ass n takin names.... so yah.... im here fuk yah fukrs! ps. laughing at u and loved every second pissing u off :) ///////// pps. and i love my friends...and i miss u fukrs :)
4pm Mst
And I've hit the limits:(
4/13 206 Pm Mtn. Time
Im in denver...yay.... and work is so far awesome.... bb king was friday and yesterday was ncaa frozen 4 championship and last night after that was ministry at the ogden theatre.... and i crushed all of it.... so financially im kikn ass....and these shows r just a warm up... so yah havn a killer time out here in denver. so im just logging on to blog this and check out some msgs/cmnts. so ill be back in a few days to let ou know whats goin down :P and post another blog... ima busy dick. so notta lotta time to fu. muah... RP
121pm Mtn Time 4/14/08
Pm Not Asking Too Much
I long to watch you sleep To feel the warmth of your breath upon my cheek I dream of tracing the outline of your face with a gentle touch Just to see your lips curl in a sudden smile... I’m not asking too much... I long for you to hold my hand To feel your arms surround me in a hug I dream of waking in your arms and sleeping two bodies as one Just to see your eyes dance with laughter... I’m not asking too much...
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P.M.S. AND THE SUBMISSIVE When the word "PMS" is heard, most think, yea right! To a female and especially a female submissive this can be an extremely trying time. Along with the normal bloating, headaches, body aches, chills and cramping, she has mood swings just like any other female. The only difference is, she has rules to follow as far as to her attitude and mannerisms. This can cause a major problem if the Master or Mistress is unaware of her mental state at this time. A sudden snappy remark may be misconstrued as a sign of disrespect. When in fact it is not. The chemical changes a females body goes through are tremendous and effect her in more ways than one. She may take statements made by her Master or Mistress the wrong way and get her feelings hurt. Though the Master or Mistress never meant it to come across that way. The submissive may become withdrawn and say things that she later regrets and finds embarrassing to recall. Not knowing how to explain the re
13 Things PMS Stands For: 1. Pass My Shotgun 2. Psychotic Mood Shift 3. Perpetual Munching Spree 4. Puffy Mid-Section 5. People Make me Sick 6. Provide Me with Sweets 7. Pardon My Sobbing 8. Pimples May Surface 9. Pass My Sweat pants 10. Pissy Mood Syndrome 11. Plainly; Men Suck 12. Pack My Stuff and my favorite one. 13. Potential Murder Suspect
L O V E L is for the sweet LOVE that you have given me O is for the ONLY ONE that there will ever be V is for your sweet VOICE that i long to hear E is EVER i long to have you near......I LOVE YOU! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TU ERES tu eres el amor de mi vida la razon de mi vivir tu eres toda la razon que yo no quiro ni morir tu eres el hombrre que yo amo con mi alma corazon tu eres tu eres tu eres la razon ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ SIEMPRE ESTARAS EN MI CORAZON Here's one present for one valentines day for one lucky boy i love him and will as cupid shot his arrow for him and i my babe im here for you im not lost just confused we've been together for about a year and i love you for hanging on hun when im around you feel good when you talk to me i get into a good mood i wish us to live together forever because i know we are meant to be estaras siempre en mi corazon my love your always in my heart i love you for bieng there for me when im sad or mad ill never be
You know guys complain that women have mood swings and bitch for the dumbest reasons..Well let me say one thing about that..It isnt just women fellas...I know a guy is particular that gets pissy when he really doesnt know shit about what is really going on...when you try to talk to him he either ignores you or gets smart about the ordeal...seems like everytime I turn around I hve to kiss some guy's ass...well I give up..Im done From now on its all about me or my kids..anyone interested in me is gonna respect me for who I am..and Im not a if you dont believe what I say then talk to someone else because Im tired of gettin shit from guys... So yeah I Definately have PMS....PUTTING UP WITH MENS SHIT....!!!!! HAVE A GOOD DAY....
The Hormone Hostage The Hormone Hostage knows that there are days in the month when all a man has to do is open his mouth and he takes his life in his own hands! This is a handy guide that should be as common as a driver's license in the wallet of every husband, boyfriend, co-worker or significant other! DANGEROUS: SAFER: SAFEST: ULTRA SAFE: What's for dinner? Can I help you with dinner? Where would you like to go for dinner? Here, have some wine. Are you wearing that? Wow, you sure look good in brown! WOW! Look at you! Here, have some wine What are you so worked up about? Could we be overreacting? Here's my paycheck. Here, have some wine. Should you be eating that? You know, there are a lot of apples left. Can I get you a piece of chocolate with that? Here, have some wine. What did you DO all day? I hope you didn't over-do it today. I've always loved you i
Hormones The Hormone Hostage knows that there are days in the month when all a man has to do is open his mouth and he takes his very life into his own hands! This is a handy guide that should be as common as a driver's license in the wallet of every husband, boyfriend, or significant other!! DANGEROUS: What's for dinner? SAFER: Can I help you with dinner? SAFEST: Where would you like to go for dinner? ULTRA SAFE: Here, have some chocolate. DANGEROUS: Are you wearing that? SAFER: Gee, you look good in brown. SAFEST: WOW! Look at you! ULTRA SAFE: Here, have some chocolate. DANGEROUS: What are you so worked up about? SAFER: What did I do wrong? SAFEST: Here's fifty dollars. ULTRA SAFE: Here, have some chocolate. DANGEROUS: Should you be eating that? SAFER: You know, there are a lot of apples left. SAFEST: Can I get you a glass of wine with that? ULTRA SAFE: Here, have some chocolate. DANGEROUS: What did you do all day? SAFER: I hope you didn't overdo it toda
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Tired of looking at pics where she looks like she just sucked on a lemon? Does YOUR pic look like someone just farted in your general area? If you answered yes to any of these questions, or know anyone who can, please, continue reading! We have an epidemic on our hands! Apparently, it only affects females as far as we know. It affects 2 out of 5 women worldwide. You won't know you have it until you're exposed to any kind of image capturing device. It causes distortion of the mouth and jaw area, and in some cases, unusual squinting or bulging of the eyes. It's P. M. S.- POUTING MOUTH SYNDROME. Ladies, the effects of P.M.S. are completely reversible if caught in time. The treatment is very simple: STOP PUSHING OUT YOUR LIPS EVERYTIME YOU OR SOMEONE ELSE WHIPS OUT A CAMERA!! Seriously, it's not sexy on everybody, and definitely not EVERY SINGLE TIME. Now, I'm a nice guy so I'm not gonna put anybody on front street but, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! If you know someone who suffers f
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Why do men pick on us, and tease us when we have "that time of the month", when in reality they are a bunch of whiney little bitches when they get a slight cold. Just once...just once... I would love for a man to experience what we do... Cramps, bloating, headaches, etc. Gees just one of these and they would be on the sofa whining ... "honey it hurts .. make it stop". But when we do it... "buck up baby it can't be that bad" or some other lameass comment they feel they need to make. And they are supposed to be the STRONGER sex ... give me a break...roflmao. Ok I'm done ranting. I'm sure most if not all the women will love this post.
The Hormone Guide Women will understand this and the men should memorize it! Every woman knows that there are days in the month when all a man has to do is open his mouth and he takes his life in his own hands! This is a handy guide that should be as common as a driver's license in the wallet of every husband, boyfriend, co-worker or significant other! DANGEROUS: SAFER: SAFEST: ULTRA SAFE: What's for dinner? Can I help you with dinner? Where would you like to go for dinner? Here, have some wine. Are you wearing that? Wow, you sure look good in brown! WOW! Look at you! Here, have some wine What are you so worked up about? Could we be overreacting? Here's my paycheck. Here, have some wine. Should you be eating that? You know, there are a lot of apples left. Can I get you a piece of chocolate with that? Here, have some wine. What did you DO all day? I hope you didn't over-do it today. I've always loved you in that rob
I'm PMS & I hate everyone. Well,  not everyone. Not Wicked. Never Wicked. But most of her friends don't like me. Oh well.
Hello my name is Steven, I enjoy spiking my alcoholic beverages with Rohypnol while sleep walking. I've found it quite difficult keeping my hands off of myself, and have been incarcerated 3 times that I am aware of and 6 other times of which I am not completely sure for Premeditated Manual Stimulation. Also known as PMS.I've begun the recovering process by attending (PMS) anonymous meetings, however, I'm not convinced that it is working because every time I show up I have half a dozen irritated women saying "What the fuck are you doing here?"Lynda (my sponsor) keeps hanging up on me, and the Police arrested me for stalking. The Judge recommended that I get help by going to a group aimed at rehabilitating those with my condition.He ordered that I join "Persons who are Mentally codependent Stalkers" got it (PMS)I said: "That's exactly what I've been doing your honor! That's where I met Lynda and the other 6 women! For fucks sake man!"I was sentenced to 2 years in prison for 7 co
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For at least two days of every month I turn into a psychotic bitch. There is really no getting around this issue. I suppose I could eat more soy, take Adavan, or shackle myself in a padded room until the full moon passes. I cry at the drop of a hat, react instantly with fury to insignificant comments and everything is taken as a personal attack to my already fragile ego. My poor children tip toe around me and each other, waiting for yet another completely random intense eruption of nonsense that could only compete with a hormonal Vesuvius. There is no logical thought process, even *girl logic* is offline during this time. I find myself festering and pouting and scowling about nothing and everything. Very few things appease this. Of course chocolate cheesecake and copious amounts of chardonnay do help somewhat, but in the end they are empty calories that I will feel huge amounts of guilt for consuming after the fact. And the cycle continues. Nobody that has the unfortunate privilege of
P M S (im Sorry I Truly Am)
DEDICATED TO SOMEONE I CARE DEEPLY FOR AND THOUGH HE MAY NEVER EVEN SEE THIS I JUST NEEDED TO DO THIS..IM SORRY FOR BEING A CRY BABY HYSTERICAL CRAZY SEEMING PERSON THIS PAST WEEK PRE MENSTRUAL SYNDROME I had my worst cycle in my life this month and it really made me read up. I've worked in ob/gyn for 15yrs and me personally have never really had an extreme cycle up til now. sure I had the usual lil emotional, lil edgy, some bloating, and even crankiness. well some simple symptoms are Physical symptoms include: Breast swelling and tenderness. Bloating, water retention, weight gain. Changes in bowel habits. Acne. Nipple discharge when nipples or breasts are pressed. (Any leakage that spontaneously happens when you aren't pressing on the nipple should be checked by a health professional.) Food cravings, especially for sweet or salty foods. Sleep pattern changes. Fatigue, lack of energy. Decreased sexual desire. Pain. Common complaints include headaches or
So, I just ran a bomb, right? I had my status set at: "beggars ignored...kthxbai" I had a list of people I wanted to hit, and I was going down my messages list. I have my shoutbox set to friends only, so if my friends pop up and say they have autos, or ask for a bomb, it's cool with me... but when people send begging messages through PM... meaning that they aren't even a friend, I feel I have every right to ignore them. Well, I get a message from this dude asking for a bomb, then I get the following message. By the time my bomb was done and over, he'd blocked me... the pussy. PS... If you're a friend, and thought I meant that YOU can't ask, it doesn't apply. If you can get me in my SB, feel free to ask. I'll let you know if I don't have time to hit you cuz I'm doing paybacks or whatever (Y) ***edited to fix gross misuse of apostrophes*** ***edited to add screenshot of dude's bling***
The Pms Mood Ring
My husband, being unhappy with my mood swings, bought me a mood ring the other day so he would be able to monitor my moods. We've discovered that when I'm in a good mood, it turns green. When I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a big fucking red mark on his forehead. Maybe next time he'll buy me a diamond.
5pm - Snow Now Entering Sections Of In
Southwest Indiana now getting hammered! Evansville reported HEAVY snow...this is all moving northeast! Folks from I-70 to I-64...and east of the IL/IN border...hope you're ready! The storm begins after 8pm in metro Cincinnati...and then the real whammy is after 10-11pm...
9pm - Snow Into Nky/s Oh But Break Coming
Right now, we have some light snow here. Should catch a break until about 10pm and then the real fun begins. One school district has already closed for tomorrow...Carroll County, KY schools.
11pm - Snow Continuing - Heaviest Still To Come!
At 11pm we have snow moving into Cincinnati from the west. Numerous school delays still coming in. Newport, KY schools are CLOSED...which never happens! Schools here in Boone County for now still open but I expect they will close before long. Heaviest snows are still to come later tonight, after midnight for metro Cincinnati and around 2am north and east.
Pms=parked Motorcycle Syndrome
PMS Let me start off by saying this article is rated PG-13. We will be talking about PMS. That’s right, a condition known as Parked Motorcycle Syndrome. I was sitting on the couch a few days before Christmas looking outside at the snow falling, when it hit me like a rock thrown from a passing car. You could see it coming, but just couldn’t swerve out of the way fast enough. I had ALL the symptoms! Nervousness, sweaty palms, irritability, pacing back and forth through the house, and the urge to pile up credit card bills from purchasing chrome on every motorcycle internet site I could click on. Ah, safety chrome, the visual beauty that makes our bikes our own, and raises an eyebrow to every oncoming motorist and onlooker lusting to have a bike of their own. I never realized what was causing me to act this way. I thought in the beginning that it was just my aging body. Then I remembered, as a young teen the symptoms started after the purchase of my first motorcycle. I would si
Pm's Suck
I had my bi-weekly conference call today and it kind of pissed me off..Since I have been out of the Marine Corps I have had 3 seperate jobs as a contractor. Every job I have had my project manager has been a complete waste of space..The one I have now is no better...I took an exam almost a month ago and did not pass. I missed it by less then 50 points..Now this exam is in the top three for my field on how difficult it is to learn. Plus all the credidations and stuff you have to do...He has known that I failed from the day I found out. Well today during the call he had to ask me how I did...This erked me cause this call has everyone in my project in it...From all over the world. He just wanted to hear me say that I failed. Now to me this was a big kick in the ass cause not only do I not know half the people but it really doesn't concern any of them..It is confidential..This made me very upset and now I am stressed cause I keep tryin gto make up for it...I am going to retake this e
" 9pm (till I Come) "
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licking peanut butter off a spoon.. doesnt make you sexy just makes you a fat ass
I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for thefollowing reasons: I do physical labor. I work at great depths. I plunge headfirst into everything I do. I do not get weekends or public holidays off. I work in a damp environment. I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation. I work in high temperatures. My work exposes me to contagious diseases. Sincerely, P. Niss The Response: Dear Penis: After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons: You do not work 8 hours straight. You fall asleep after brief work periods. You do not always follow the orders of the management team. You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations. You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working. You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift. You don't always observe necessary safe
I currently have pneumonia, it started with a cold a week ago when I got back from London. I was admitted to hospital on Wednesday night straight after seeing my doctor. Luckily for me the antibiotics that they administered to me via a drip worked quickly. Within hours I was moved to a different bed and by Friday I was staying on my third different ward. I could hardly say that I enjoyed my time but at least I only had to stay three nights in hospital. I had been told that I would probably have to wait until Monday to be allowed to go home. Our hospitals only seem to work five days a week! My consultant on Friday morning had stated that I could probably be able to go home on Saturday if I was able to improve using oral antibiotics. On Saturday morning I was feeling much better and I managed to get permission to go home. I will see my local doctor in the next couple of days. I have antibiotics to take for another four days. I have been told to expect to take a couple of
UPDATE: No longer have pneumonia. I feel great. Thanks for all your support. I know I don't get on here much, but right now I have a really good excuse. I have Pneumonia. I will try to come here more in the future. Pneumonia really does suck. This is the first time I have ever had it and hopefully the last. Yesterday I had the scariest moment in my life. I started coughing then all of a sudden I started choking. The thing that really sucks is that I don't have anyone here with me. I was about a minute away from choking to death yesterday and no one would have known until it was too late. I am going back to the Doctors today. Hopefully he will make me stay in the hospital. Because after yesterday I am scared to be alone.
Pneumonia And Baby Daddy's Mother
Why why why can't she understand that although she is the grandma of my son his daddy is in jail and I don't really care to personally call her when my son is ill.  Ok granted I spent Thursday in the Urgent Care and then the ER with a diagnosis of pneumonia for him but hell I posted the updates to Facebook where she is a friend and if she wanted to know she could have called or texted like my family did - but NO.  Now I am hearing she is pissed I didn't personally call her or keep her informed.  Makes me so pissed off.  She is nothing but a pain in the a$$.  She won't come see her grandson - I have to take him to her.  Then add baby daddy in jail and her wanting me to find out when he is getting out, paying money on his inmate account so she doesn't have to - this is ridiculus.  Done with her and done with that family.  Doesn't offer to help and doesn't care unless it makes them look bad. 
Pneumatic Conveying Systems Have Plenty Of Benefits
Industry is driven by performance at every turn. When products require to be handled in a specific technique that needs to be sterile as feasible, you require going to the drawing board and think of a solution that is going to get the job done. If you have never heard of pneumatic conveying system, or you are not satisfied of its power, this is definitely the right guide for you. It is perfectly understandable to be skeptical, if you are trying to restructure the manufacturing technique in way or another. The pneumatic conveying systems on the market are designed to give you the setup for a sterile way to handle powders and other solids without introducing dust in to the technique. For something as delicate as electronics, this can be a positive win for any company. Trying to pick a method that will let you get the most out of the process is important. Did you know that when it comes to pneumatic conveying there is actually different systems in play? You have a negative pressure metho
Png Finds Me Exciting
I start this with the disclaimer that PNG's ship has sailed.  Besides the fact that she's dating someone else, I found out she supports a tea party candidate, so yeah, uh no. But, even though we'll never dance, I am still awesome, because I just am.  Occassionally when I make trips to the communal candy jar, I may grab one for PNG, because I'm just a nice guy.  Plus its on top of a cubicle wall in the I/T hole and she cant reach. Today, I grabbed her one and left it on her desk on my way back.   She came over to tell me "You don't know how excited I was when I found that!" It's almost as if the poor girl has never experienced awesomeness.  I feel bad for her, too bad she didnt know how to recognize it when she had a shot at it. 
Png Had A Bad Day
PNG comes into my office on Friday crying, turns out her BF is about to break up with her.  She wants to get on facebook and make the hit first (we have it blocked from the office) so she asked if I could help (of course, it's blocked for the users, not the admins.) I hook her up, and she goes over the details, he's a democrat and she's a republican and he didn't like how she voted in the last election (if you remember what I posted about her politics before, just shut up)  and he said something along the lines that he basically found her vapid.  I am paraphrasing here, but that's the gist I got.  So I tell her plenty of nice things;  there's someone better for you, you're a sweet pretty woman, full of laughter, who wouldn't go after you, and etc.  In an attempt to make her laugh, I say "I guess you'll finally let me take you to lunch now" but yeah, that didn't go over well.  Ya know, I am being just the awesome guy I am, though its really not flying, I think it got to the point w
Png Today
Not really a full blog, as nothing blog worthy really happened.  threw some smart ass comments her way.  She said something, I can't really remember what, and I told her "You're gulliable, I like that."  She had some computer problems so she came and talked to me, so I told her if she wanted to talk to me, she could just come in and say hello, she doesn't need to jam a paper clip in her computer to get me to see her.  She replied that she used a binder clip.  Yeah, not much happening in that arena. 
Png Update
Today I was actually busy with work, I know, go figure! Anyway, I did spend a bit of the morning checking in on PNG, finding out a little bit of her history.  She grew up here, but just moved back.  She's living with family till she gets her own place (I noticed she didnt say "we" so I am thinking no bf)  and where she worked before.  I talked about how I got the job and the place up here with never being here, but I am used to that being in the Army (work that soldier angle in) and she laughed at my jokes.   I told her I'd let her get back to work, and I went about my own business.  Then later, I had to go to another office, I told her "Try not to miss me too much" and she said "I'll try" so I told her "Be strong!" and she laughed.  I seriously contemplated asking her to lunch tomorrow, but I held back.  I'll ask her tomorrow if anyone had taken her out to welcome her to the company.  I'm interested to see what she wears for casual fridays...
P. Niss Vs V. Gina
The Day the Penis asked for a Raise I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons: I do physical labor. I work at great depths. I plunge headfirst into everything I do. I do not get weekends or public holidays off. I work in a damp environment. I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation. I work in high temperatures. Sincerely, P. Niss The Response Dear Penis: After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons: You do not work 8 hours straight. You fall asleep after brief work periods. You do not always follow the orders of the management team. You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations. You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working. You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift. You don't always observe necessary safety regulat
The Day the Penis asked for a Raise: I the Penis, hereby request a raise in the salary for the following reasons: I do physical labor. I work at great depths. I plunge head first into everything I do. I do not get weekends or public holidays off. I work in a damp environment. I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation. I work in high temperatures. My work exposes me to contagious diseases. Sincerely P. Niss The Response: Dear P. Niss, After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have have raised. The administration rejects your request for the following reasons: You do not work 8 hours straight You fall asleep after brief work periods You do not always follow the orders of the management team You do not stay in your designated are and are often seen visiting other locations. You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your
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P. Niss Vs V. Gina
I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:I do physical labor. I work at great depths. I plunge headfirst into everything I do. I do not get weekends or public holidays off. I work in a damp environment. I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation. I work in high temperatures. My work exposes me to contagious diseases. Sincerely,P. Niss **The Response** Dear Penis:After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:You do not work 8 hours straight. You fall asleep after brief work periods. You do not always follow the orders of the management team. You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations. You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working. You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift. You don't always observe necessary safety regulations, such as weari
I just got back from a taste testing. What is that, you ask? Its a company, called Peryam and Kroll, that does product testing for various product companies. So here's a procedure: -they call you and give you a phone interview to see if you qualify (I always do, since I answer "yes" to all questions) -you pick a date for testing -you go to their building where you sign in and wait til they call you and people from your group out -you go into a room where they give you a sample of whatever food it is -you fill out a form with various questions about the sample -you do the same thing with all samples -you back to the lobby, and they give you moneys for the testing I've been doing testing with them for around 5 yrs now, and probably got alltogether around 500 bux. Stuff I've eaten before it even came out: pasta (mmm, 4 plates for 50 bux), Stride gum (before it came out), Smirnoff Raspberry Vodka, Fries, Smirnoff Blackberry somethin (don't recall the name, will
"Funhouse" I dance around this empty house Tear us down Throw you out Screaming down the halls Spinning all around and now we fall Pictures framing up the past Your taunting smirk behind the glass This museum full of ash Once a tickle Now a rash This used to be a funhouse But now it's full of evil clowns It's time to start the countdown I'm gonna burn it down down down I'm gonna burn it down 9, 8, 7, 6 5 4, 3, 2, 1, fun Echoes knocking on locked doors All the laughter from before I'd rather live out on the street Than in this haunted memory I've called the movers Called the maids We'll try to exorcise this place Drag my mattress to the yard Crumble tumble house of cards This used to be a funhouse But now it's full of evil clowns It's time to start the countdown I'm gonna burn it down down down I'm gonna burn it down This used to be a funhouse But now it's full of evil clowns It's time to start the countdown I'm gonna burn it down down d
P!nk-it's All Ur Fault
Every time you look at me I forget to breathe Now can't you see? How I like how you make me feel. When I act this way, you're the one to blame. Oh no. You should be careful what you're wishing for You make me lose all my self-control. Don't you know. What I need what I needed from you What I want what I want you to do You make me feel this way inside my heart its all your fault What you do when it's already done I want more I can't get enough You make me feel this way you are the one, it's all your fault. Oh yeah You've only got yourself to blame Baby ooh ooh It's all,it's all, it's all your fault Every time that you try to play so innocent You're not so innocent (no no) But you got me right right where I want to be Oh can't you tell you can blame yourself You know exactly what to do and say I don't know how much more I can take (oh you know) What I need what I needed from you What I want what I want you to do You make me feel this way inside my heart, it
P!nk - Nobody Knows
Nobody knows Nobody knows but me That I sometimes cry If I could pretend that I'm asleep When my tears start to fall I peek out from behind these walls I think nobody knows Nobody knows no Nobody likes Nobody likes to lose their inner voice The one I used to hear before my life Made a choice But I think nobody knows No no Nobody knows No Baby Oh the secret's safe with me There's nowhere else in the world that I could ever be And baby don't it feel like I'm all alone Who's gonna be there after the last angel has flown And I've lost my way back home I think nobody knows no I said nobody knows Nobody cares It's win or lose not how you play the game And the road to darkness has a way Of always knowing my name But I think nobody knows No no Nobody knows no no no no Baby Oh the secret's safe with me There's nowhere else in the world that I could ever be And baby don't it feel like I'm all alone Who's gonna be there after the last angel has flown An
P!nk - Sober
I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudestOr the girl who never wants to be aloneI don't wanna be that call at four o'clock in the morning'Cause I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be homeAahh, the sun is blindingI stayed up againOohh, I am findingThat's not the way I want my story to endI'm safeUp highNothing can touch meBut why do I feel this party's over?No painInsideYou're my protectionBut how do I feel this good sober?I don't wanna be the girl who has to feel the silence...The quiet scares me 'cause it screams the truthPlease don't tell me that we had that conversationWhen I won't remember, save your breath, 'cause what's the use?Aahh, the night is callingAnd it whispers to me softly, "come and play"Aahh, I am fallingAnd if I let myself go, I'm the only one to blameI'm safeUp highNothing can touch meBut why do I feel this party's over?No painInsideYou're like perfectionBut how do I feel this good sober?I'm comin' downComin' downComin' downSpinnin' roundSpinnin'
P!nk - Who Knew
You took my hand You showed me how You promised me You'd be around Uh huh That's right I took your words And I believed In everything You said to me Yeah huh That's right If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out Cause they're all wrong I know better 'Cause you said forever And ever Who knew Remember when We were such fools And so convinced And just too cool Oh no, No no. I wish I could touch you again I wish I could still call you a friend I'd give anything When someone said count your blessings now 'fore they're long gone I guess I just didn't know how I was all wrong They knew better Still you said forever And ever Who knew Yeah yeah I'll keep you locked in my head Until we meet again Until we Until we meet again And I won't forget you my friend What happened If someone said three years from now You'd be long gone I'd stand up and punch them out Cause they're all wrong and That
Pnn Bullie
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Poached Salmon - Microwave
1/2 c. water 1/3 c. dry white wine 2 peppercorns 1 lemon, sliced thin 1 bay leaf 1 tsp. instant minced onion 2 lg. or 4 sm. salmon steaks SAUCE: 1/2 c. sour cream 1 tbsp. minced parsley 1 tsp. lemon juice 1/2 tsp. dill weed Pinch white pepper In a large microwaveable dish in which the salmon will fit in one layer, place water, wine, peppercorns, lemon, bay leaf and onion. Microwave until it reaches a full boil. Add salmon, cover with plastic wrap and cook on HIGH until the fish is opaque. Let stand 5 minutes. SAUCE: Combine sour cream, parsley, lemon juice, dill weed and pepper. Serve with salmon.
Poached Apricots With Mascarpone Cream
During the warmer months, I like to serve fruit for dessert, and this recipe will work for almost any summer fruit. In place of apricots, you could use peaches, pears, or plums. I dressed up this recipe with a dollop of mascarpone cream, a drizzle of fresh raspberry coulis and a sprinkling of toasted sliced almonds. For a busy weekday meal though, you could simply serve the poached fruit over a slice of angel food or pound cake. Serves 4 8 Fresh, Ripe Apricots 2 Cups White Wine (I Used Pinot Grigio) 1 Cup Sugar 1 Tablespoon Lemon Juice 1 Cup Heavy Cream 1 Cup Mascarpone Cheese At Room Temperature 3 Tablespoons Powdered Sugar 1 Cup Fresh Raspberries 2 Tablespoons Sugar 1/4 Cup Toasted Sliced Almonds Place the wine, lemon juice and sugar in a shallow saucepan and bring to a boil, then reduce to a simmer. Using a sharp knife, cut a circle around the apricots and then pull apart carefully. Remove the pit, and place the apricots cut side down in the
Poached Halibut In Saffron Broth
Poached Halibut in Saffron Broth You'd be hard pressed to find a seafood recipe that's as easy or as delicious as this saffron-perfumed preparation. Fish or shellfish stock offers a nice depth of flavor, but you could use vegetable or even chicken broth in a pinch. Credit: Caprial Pence Servings: 4 Ingredients: * 1/2 cup white wine * 1 cup fish stock * 3 cloves garlic * 1 small onion, coarsely chopped * 1 small carrot, coarsely chopped * 1 large pinch saffron * 1/4 teaspoon cumin * 1 bay leaf * Pinch salt * 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground pepper * 4 halibut fillets * Steamed rice, for serving Directions: In a large saute pan over high heat, bring the white wine, stock, garlic, onion, carrot, saffron, cumin, bay leaf, salt and pepper to a boil. Turn the heat down, and when the mixture has reached a simmer, add the halibut. Cook for 3 to 5 minutes on each side for a fillet 1 inch thick. Remove the fish with a
Poached Salmon With Irish Butter Sauce
Ingredients: 2 lb. center cut fresh salmon salt (use 1 tablespoon salt to every 2 pints water) Irish Butter Sauce: 2 egg yolks, free range if possible 2 teaspoons cold water 1 stick (1/2 C) butter, diced 1 teaspoon lemon juice flat parsley, fennel leaves and lemon wedges for garnish Directions: 1. Choose a saucepan that will barely fit the piece of fish: an oval cast-iron saucepan is usually perfect. (If a small piece of fish is cooked in a large pan of water, much of the flavor will escape into the water, so it is important to use the smallest saucepan possible. 2. Half fill the saucepan with salted water and bring to a boil. Put in the piece of fish, bring back to a boil, cover and simmer very gently for 20 minutes. 3. Turn off the heat and allow the fish to sit in the water while you make the sauce (do not let sit for more than 20 minutes or so). 4. Put egg yolks in a heavy stainless steel saucepan on low heat or in a bowl over hot water (double boiler). Add the
Poached Chicken Breasts
1 x Chicken breasts 1 x Butter 1 x Lemon juice 1 x Salt Use as many chicken breasts as you need for dinner. Remove skin & bone, cut into 2 parts and place in baking dish. Sprinkle with lemon juice and dot with butter. Salt to taste. Cover closely and bake about 15 minutes. Do not overcook; pierce with fork to be sure thickest part is done. Use pan juices as a sauce
There seems to be a lot of debate on what "poaching" is. I hope this clears up any misconceptions people may have. For the sake of this definition, lounge A is the lounge that the person is in and lounge B is the lounge that the person promotes (or otherwise works) for. Poaching... - when a person from lounge B is IN lounge A and is inviting, shout boxing, or "bombing" members in lounge A to come to (or join) lounge B. - inviting, shout boxing, or "bombing" lounge A members about lounge B when NOT IN lounge A is NOT poaching. If this were poaching nobody could ever promote. Do we really want to be checking all the time if somebody is in a lounge before we promote our lounges? I think not. On the topic of "stealing" lounge members... It is quite impossible to steal members from a lounge. People have their own minds. If someone wishes to join another lounge that is their prerogative. Nobody can force anyone to subscribe to or unsubscribe from a lounge. Thi
Thinkin of how sweet it would be to hold your gentle soft hand is one of my fondest day dreams. Knowing your hearts like being lost in your eyes. One day well shall surely meet its destiny. Like the moons pull on the sea, Like the sun stars that follow the sunset. You are my one desire To live without you in my arms is to know the aching of an empty heart. When I walk under the night sky , and I look to the heavens it makes me realize something , of all the stars in the sky, I pic you , for youre the only one i could truly adore. I long to sit on a swing with you in my arm as the sun sets on an autum evening and watch the fireflys dance. You, Me, the sounds of crickets, and no one else in the world.
A Poam
As long as my Mistress is the open road. Doing her bidding as I run yet another load I guess happiness and love I will never know Because I am always on the go. I only go home to see my son Because a home is no home when empty and there is no love and you know no one That is not something easily a trucker can change When never there a life he can arrange. The best I can hope for is a waitress’s smile Before heading back out and burning up another few hundred miles. Never no time for visiting or a rest That damn Mistress the road is always putting me to the test She says to me what do you think your trying to do. .live life and have fun I have another load with which you must run. So off I go spending another night all alone. Weary and tired down to the bone. The sleeper of this truck can on the hottest day of summer seem so cold With no one to touch, love and hold. Did you ever stop to think exactly all a truck driver has to do without.. All those same speci
A Poam I Wrote
Tears of joy Tears of sadness My heart crys out for you during the day and the night Can't make it go away Wait for me and together we will be happy
My heart hurts when your gone.I know I'll get through cuz it wont be long.You've made a lover of me And through thick and thin, Ill love you, over and over again. You are my world You are my life That's why I thank God That you're my life I LOVE YOU Come home soon. 
A blonde and a brunette are running a ranch together in Louisiana. They decide they need a bull to mate with their cows to increase their herd. The brunette takes their life savings of $600.00 dollars and goes toTexas to buy a bull. She eventually meets with an old cowboy that will sell her a bull. "It's the only one I got for $599.00, take it or leave it.", the cowboy says. She buys the bull and goes to the local telegram office and says, "I'd like to send a telegram to my friend in Louisiana that says: Have found the stud bull for our ranch, bring the trailer." The man behind the counter tells her, "Telegrams to any where in the U.S. are $0.75 per word." She thinks about it for a moment and decides. "I'd like to send one word, please." "And what word would that be?", inquires the man. "Comfortable.", replies the brunette. The man asks, "I'm sorry miss, but how is your friend gonna understand this telegram?" The brunette replies, "My friend is blonde and reads REAL slow, when
Po Box
PO Box in Clayton, NJ I normally receive mail from Rep. LoBiondo but yeserday was mail from Rep. Andrews office with a label made out to me. Apparently I have two reps in DC, well that's good as we all should. Whoever is very bad at any lies because they don't know what is the truth. I'd be happy to tell any the truth. Try a little harder and be a gentle ladies  and a gentle men with ethics and honesty within and with out. Lier are not wanted in the this world or another. Norio  
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Pocket Taser Stun Gun, A Great Gift For The Wife!
This was sent to me by a coworker yesterday. It apparently was submitted to some website or other by a guy who purchased his lovely wife a "pocket Taser" for their anniversary. "Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 22nd anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were suppose to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety... WAY TOO COOL! "Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two triple-a batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. Awesome!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain
Pocket Full Of...
I haven't had sex since July. I have no weed. But I have 2 bottles of Jack here, and a HUGE pocket full of "Fuck it.", so they're looking damned tempting. Time to go back on the Zoloft. I haven't created anything in ages, so the apathy towards my art the Zoloft creates doesn't matter, and I'm not having sex, so the fact that it keeps me from getting off doesn't matter either, so eh. Here we go again. Also, I wanted to say thank you to everyone for the support, and kind words. It means alot to me that people can give a damn about someone who boils down to nothing more than emo-esque blog text and grainy photographs. You know who you are. And don't blame the mysterious Her, as She has Her reasons. I love Her for every part of Her, this included. Call me a fool, you wouldn't be the first. But oh, if only you knew the things She says to me, and how She lights up all my dark places...Then you'd understand.
Pocket Of Love
Pocket of love I have a pocket of love in my heart, It's lasting, and it is forever, I love you all the time you see, I wish you well too in your endeavors. My pocket of Love is always with me I carry it where ever I go My love overflows to my spirit and soul, I love you I want you to know. yours mohammad.
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The Pocket Of A Clown
Artist/Band: Yoakam Dwight Lyrics for Song: Pocket of a Clown Lyrics for Album: This Time Inside the pocket of a clown Is a sad place to hang around Just watching smiles turn into frowns Inside the pocket of a clown Inside the heartache of a fool You'll learn things they don't teach in school And lessons there can be real cruel Inside the heartache of a fool Hollow lies, make a thin disguise As little drops of truth fall from your eyes --- Instrumental --- Hollow lies, make a thin disguise As little drops of truth fall from your eyes Inside a memory from the past Lives every love that didn't last Sweet dreams can start to fade real fast Inside a memory from the past It's a real sad place to hang around Inside the pocket of a clown...
Pocket Change
This is something I wrote in high school, god my mother hated it!!!! lol I ride around the pool on my three wheel tricycle ~ Three times fast, third times the charm ~ Two wheels over the edge, third wheels a sinker! I remember my childhood from the bottom of the pool ~ Three feet deep, .....I wish I had more pocket change to weight me down!
Pocket Full Of Kryptonite A
Pocket Full of Kryptonite by Spartacus © 1.) Lois glared out at the night sky. Standing on her balcony in the chilly evening breeze she angrily watched the activity in the air over Metropolis. An Unruly mob of blinking lights swung this way and that just above the city skyline. Despite her persistent stare none took the shape she was hoping for. It was 9:30 and the "man of steel" had stood her up again. Behind her in the dining room, tall candles shrank into their pewter holders and stuffed duck chilled under glass. A nearly empty bottle of German wine periscoped up from a brass bucket of icy water. Two place settings of fine china and silver ware sat empty over unwrinkled linen. The phone rang and Lois felt a momentary rush of relief. It faded quickly as she remembered that Superman never called. He just showed up on the balcony with tulips from Holland or lilies from the rainforest. His excuses were always valid but Lois was growing tired of playing second fiddle to the ea
Pocket Full Of Kryptonite B
Pocket Full of Kryptonite by Spartacus © She furiously rubbed her clit with her fingers, and suddenly her entire straining body was swallowed by an intense orgasm. It knocked the breath out of her, and she whimpered as Jimmy's cock erupted inside her ass at nearly the same moment. Then a second wave of spasms hit her, this one even more excruciating than the first. " Anggheeee! Oh God, oh shit, unggghh, oh, again!" The intensity was agonizing, almost unbearable. She clenched her teeth and hissed with choking pleasure, feeling her asshole pulse and flame as his cock jetted strings of warm jism into her. He didn't stop fucking her during the entire orgasm, and that just made her have more climaxes, hot short violent ones that left her limp and mewling with exhaustion. Finally Jimmy stopped moving. He slumped forward onto her back, his throbbing cock was still buried deep in her ass. She winced each time he moved. "Jimmy, take it out slowly, okay?" she asked as she felt hi
Pocket Taser!!! Oh I Almost Pissed My Pants!!!
Oho!!! I damn near pissed in my pants when I read this!!! I hope you are able to totally visualize what you are reading cuz this is hysterical!! A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this : Last weekend at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Toni. What I came across was a 100,000-volt pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on an assailant. The idea is to allow my wife -- who would never consider a gun, adequate time to retreat to safety. WAY TOO COOL!! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded in two triple-a batteries and pushed the button. Nothing! I was --- disappointed. But then I read (yes, 'read') that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs and I'd k
Pocket Taser.... Omg Too Funny..
Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop (in Huntsville, Alabama) that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.... WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought I home. I loaded two triple-A batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking
Pocketful Of Rainbows
Pocket Tazer
Last weekend I saw something at the Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 22nd anniversary, and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Taser. The consequences of the Taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse effects on her assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety.... WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two triple-A batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time, I'd get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. Awesome!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to wife what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-A
Pocket Taser.
Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this: Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....?? WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunat
Pocket Taser Stun Gun
Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this: Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol &; Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....?? WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the f
~pockets ~
Do me a big favor. Go show Pockets some luvin'! She is bombin the hell outta me right now! So go show her some well deserved love!! Tell her Gimptastic sent ya! ~Pockets ~ Is so far behind, she thinks she's first! * Warden @ The BLOCK! * Drama Free Zone! No Salute ~@ fubar
Pocket Taser Stun Gun
Pocket Taser Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this: Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Taser. The effects of the Taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....?? WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the but ton AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn
as i move my hands my my pocket i have noticed you are watching my activity,,,mmmmm... i found my boy toy and and moving it around with my hand in my pocket,,,you smile but dont say a word,,, yes some one is happy to see you again,,,,,,,,,,
Pocket Full Of Blings
I have some Blings I'm not sure what to do with. I'd like to level today. Should I give to the one that levels me?
Pocket Taser
Enjoy....Pocket Taser Stun GunWhat a great gift for the Wife, thought the guy who purchased his lovely Wife a pocket Taser for their Anniversary, and submitted the following:Last weekend, I saw something at Larry's Pistol and Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th Anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra and different for my Wife, Julie. What I came across was a 50,000-volt, pocket/purse- sized Taser. The effects of the Taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse effects to your assailant, allowing Her adequate time to retreat to safety……… WAY COOL !!!!Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. NOTHING!! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs……&he
Pocket Is Operating A Backhoe And Having A Blast!!
A Pocket Full Of Nuthin'
   I sit here and wonder how I ever lived,    with the cards that life dealt,    wondering if the love I once had,    will ever again be felt.      I've got A Pocket Full Of Nuthin'    and it's filling up fast,    filled with Heartache and Pain,    and memories of love that didn't last.       I once was a Happy Man,     and whenever something good would happen     in my pocket it would go.     Then something happened,     and suddenly sadness would take it's toll,     and soon I would discover my pocket full     of love and memories had a big hole.        I've got a pocket full of nuthin'      and it's filling up fast,      filled with Heartache and pain,      and memories of love that didn't last.       Then I found you      soon my sadness would end,     and because of the love you showed me,     the hole in my heart like the one in my pocket     you would mend.        
Today in the sweltering heat and humidity i plonked myself down on the large soft block next to the small trampoline in the shade under the tree to watch the children and make sure they were taking turns and sharing the trampoline when a boy all of two years old come screaming across the yard yelling my name i smile and say his name back to him and he says to me with the UT most enthusiasm and excitement he declares to me " I have pockets" i get all excited and say "pockets! thats awesome!.. and what do you have in your pockets?" and as he stands there so cute and boyish he replies   "hands" 
Pocket Tazer Stun Gun
Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife.A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Tazer for their anniversary submitted this:Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Tazer.The effects of the Tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety...??WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home... I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time, I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs.AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face o
Pocket Of A Clown - Dwight Yoakam
Inside the pocket of a clown Is a sad place to hang around Just watching smiles turn into frowns Inside the pocket of a clown Inside the heartache of a fool You'll learn things they don't teach in school And lessons there can be real cruel Inside the heartache of a fool Hollow lies Make a thin disguise As little drops of truth Fall from your eyes Hollow lies Make a thin disguise As little drops of truth Fall from your eyes Inside a memory from the past Lies every love that didn't last And sweet dreams can start to fade real fast Inside a memory from the past Yeah, it's a real sad place to hang around Inside the pocket of a clown
Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, A Great Gift For The Wife
                              Pocket Tazer Stun Gun, a great gift for the wife. ... A guy who purchased his lovely wife a pocket Tazer for their anniversary submitted this: Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest.. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Tazer. The effects of the Tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety...?? WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home... I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time, I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain
Pocket Tazer (as Told By Julie's Husband)
Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest.. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized Tazer. The effects of the Tazer were supposed to be short lived, with no long term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety...?? WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home... I loaded two AAA batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button and pressed it against a metal surface at the same time, I'd get the blue arc of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs. AWESOME!!! Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave. Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two AAA b
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Alcuni notato proprio cellulare svelte nuova era scheggiato a destra, fuori dalla scatola iphone 5 uscita in italia . Altri pensano che il passaggio da una piastra posteriore di vetro all'alluminio anodizzato fatto l'iPhone - in particolare il modello nero - più suscettibili a graffi e macchie. Entro pochi giorni di utilizzo il mio iPhone proprio 5, anch'io notato alcuni chip lungo i suoi smussi iphone 5 con tim , i bordi diagonali del dispositivo. IHS analista Kevin Keller, che copre i servizi teardown, ha spiegato cosa sta succedendo qui. Apple ha integrato una costruzione unibody in alluminio per la prima volta in iPhone 5 - simile a quello che Apple ha utilizzato nel MacBook e l'iPad, che è, un pezzo unico di alluminio scavato con una macchina CNC. "Il problema, però, è che l'alluminio è un metallo abbastanza morbido", ha detto Keller. L'alluminio anodizzato è un processo di finitura che è essenzialmente un processo etch e colorante che dà colore, ma non vi è alcuna sort
This has got to be one of my favorite non-alcoholic drinks. I came across it at a buddies house when he was throwing a cockail party. They were using it as a mixer but since I was driving I just had it straight. It's basically carbonated water and orange juice. It's supposed to be healthier than soda cuz it's juice but I don't even care about that. If you like orange soda give this a try. Even if you don't, check it out. By the way it does make a kick ass mixer too. try the link I put below. or you can just google Polar Orange Dry.
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Podcast! The Tale Of Hightly Reccomen: Renegade Film Reviewer
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Podcast: Un Fuoco Eterno, Gli Americani Uscire Dal Gioco Magazzino
In Venezuela, il presidente Hugo Chavez è stato rieletto per un nuovo mandato di sei anni. Ha avuto l '54 per cento dei voti huawei honor prezzo , molto più vicino di quello che è abituato a durante i suoi 14 anni di mandato. Venezuela enormi riserve di petrolio sono certamente loro non fare il bene in California. In California questa mattina i driver stanno pagando una media di $ 4,66 per un gallone di benzina - lo stato è passato Hawaii per il dubbio onore di "più caro posto da guidare". E così il governatore Jerry Brown ha ordinato che l'inverno arriverà all'inizio di quest'anno - lo Stato passare presto alla cosiddetta "miscela invernale" benzina. La percentuale di famiglie americane che possiedono stock in questione è uno dei suoi punti più bassi degli ultimi due decenni, secondo i nuovi numeri dell'Istituto Investment Company. In sostanza, gli investitori sono sempre cauti anche se le scorte sono avere qualcosa di un anno eccezionale.
Poderings Of A Mad Man
THE PONDERINGS OF A MAD MAN Am I the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end? I see Angels dancing with the devils. For what is one mans angel is another mans devil, I know what it is to hurt just as I know what it is to love. If we listen to the wolves howl we will see ourselves echoed within that lonely cry. Some say that I am a wise man but others say that I am a fool but excuse these ponderings of a mind that is shattered as a mirror shatters when it falls from the wall. Looking with in that mirror do we truly see ourselves or do we see the others, do we see the darkness Do we see the light? I ask these questions but I get no answers but is it because there is no one listening or is it that I don’t want to know- or is it the fact that I already know the answer but not wanting to face what is within. For a heart that is shattered, crucified upon the shore But still I see angels and devils dancing upon the waves but still not sure which is which, Longing for
P.o.d. - Goodbye For Now
I can still see the lightat the end of the tunnel shinethrough the dark timeseven when I lose my mindBut it feels like no onein the world is listeningand I can't ever seemto make the right decisionsI walk around in the same hazeI'm still caught in my same waysI'm losing time in these strange daysbut somehow I always knowthe right things to sayI don't know what time it isor whose the one to blame for thisDo what I believe what I can't seeAnd how do you knowwhich way the wind blowsCause I can feel it all aroundI'm lost between the soundAnd just when I thinkI know, there she goes[Chorus]Goodbye for nowGoodbye for nowSo longGoodbye for now (I'm not the type to say I told you so)Goodbye for nowSo long (I think the hardest part of holding on is lettin go)When will we singA new songA new songWe’re still smilin as the day goes byand how come nobodyever knows the reasons whyBurry you deep so faryou can't seeIf you're like mewho wears a brokenheart on your sleevePains is tr
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PARIS - Paris-based UNESCO has awarded the first medalsfor contributions to the development of nanoscience and nanotechnologiesto Russian Academician Zhores Ivanovich Alferov and Chinese chemistry professor Bai Chunli, the UN Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) said Wednesday. Troy Polamalu Jersey Pink . The Director-General of UNESCO, Irina Bokova, handed the medals on Tuesday night to Alferov, Russian winner of the 2000 Nobel Prize in Physics, and Bais representative Shi Shuyun, Chinese Ambassador and Permanent Delegate to UNESCO. Bai is a professor of chemistry at the Laboratory of Molecular Nanostructure and Nanotechnology in Beijing and executive vice- president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. This award is recognition of the tremendous benefits of progress in the fields of nanoscience and nanotechnologies on our societies, our economies and on all of us,Bokova said at the awarding ceremony. According to Eleonora Mitrofanova, chairperson of UNESCOs Execu
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Last day of the rest of my life I wish I would've known Cause I didn't kiss my mama goodbye I didn't tell her that I loved her and how much I care Or thank my pops for all the talks And all the wisdom he shared Unaware, I just did what I always do Everyday, the same routine Before I skate off to school But who knew that this day wasn't like the rest Instead of taking a test I took two to the chest Call me blind, but I didn't see it coming Everybody was running But I couldn't hear nothing Except gun blasts, it happened so fast I don't really know this kid Even though I sit by him in class Maybe this kid was reaching out for love Or maybe for a moment He forgot who he was Or maybe this kid just wanted to be hugged Whatever it was I know it's because [chorus:] We are, We are, the youth of the nation Little Suzy, she was only twelve She was given the world With every chance to excel Hang with the boys and hear the s
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Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. Edgar Allan Poe, "Eleonora" US short story author, editor, & poet (1809 - 1849)
From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone.Edgar Allen Poe
I have great faith in fools--self-confidence my friends call it.Edgar Allen Poe I have great affection for this
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-- While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping--rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-- Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor Eagerly I wished the morrow;--vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow--sorrow for the lost Lenore-- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-- Nameless here for evermore. And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me--filled me with fantastic terrows never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-- Th
I have great faith in fools...self-confidence my friends call it. Poe
A Poeam Of Love
for if you ever think of me, look at a star in the soft moonlight nights if it breaks form heavens and fall at your feet, know it well that it is a metaphor of my hear, and if it dose not break but how is it possible that you cast a glance and it dose not give away its life, forgets its existence? if you ever think of me, touch softly the gusts of passing breez and you will find me in the floating fragrance, look for me in the rose petals, you will find my reflection in the dewdrops. but if you fail to find me in the star , dewdrops or in the fragrance you will find me at your feet, in the dust covered pathways. and if you see a candle flame, know it will that I too, like a moth that burns itself, am scattered with the ashes, cast these ashes into the river my love, i shall travel to the oceans land on an unseen island and call your name. if you ever sail to the oceans, do stop at this island too
Po"ed Over This!!!!!
I'm upset that my mum was deleted and sent to admin. I feel this should not have been done. I read the terms and conditions. They said this when i looked up guidlines for mums: MUMM stands for Make Up My Mind. It is designed to be a platform to allow you to pose a question that has an A and B option. MUMMs are NOT designed to promote yourself or anyone else, gain points, advertise an event or commercialized product, or promote racism, bigotry, hatred, or physical harm against any group or individual. MUMMs must also NOT contain inappropriate conduct, phone numbers and contact information, nudity, violence, or offensive subject matter, nor can it provide links to adult websites. Any use of PHOTOS or VIDEOS posted in the MUMMs must be appropriate and relevant to that MUMM, or the MUMM will be deleted. fubar has the right in its sole discretion to delete a MUMM with or without notice if it contains any of the above material and/or deems it inappropriate content, and can thereb
Poe-etic Justice
Poe-etic Justice by LateNiteFantasy© Once upon a night so dreary, while I struggled tired and weary Through my lexicon still seeking one insightful word, While I worried, heart a-sinking, suddenly there came a blinking As my screen was gently winking, and a clinking sound was heard, 'Tis a phantom, I intoned, that's what I saw and heard, But that was quite absurd. Ah, so clearly I recall, it was in the dank, cold, Fall, And the shadows tall were creeping 'cross my office floor, Eagerly I wished a sign and classic words that were just mine - Just a faultless verse to open my creative door, A rare intelligent verse to shake people to their core, That's all I wished, and nothing more. The CPU then whistled 'til my neck hairs stood and bristled, It scared me - dared me to enter its mysterious realm one time, So that now to stop the pounding of my heart I was expounding, 'Tis my imagination hounding me for a perfect rhyme, My vivid imagination seeking just a flawless r
Poee Disorganizational Matrix
Official Proclamation POEE DISORGANIZATIONAL MATRIX V) The House of Apostle of ERIS For the Eristocracy and the Cabalablia The Five Apostles of ERIS The Golden Apple Corps (KSC) Episkoposes of The Discordian Society POEE Cabal Priests E. Saints, Erisian Avatars, and Like Personages IV) The House of the Rising Podge For the Disciples of Discordia Office of My High Reverence, The Polyfather Council of POEE Priests The LEGION OF DYNAMIC DISCORD Eristic Avatars Aneristic Avatars III) The House of the Rising Hodge For the Bureaucracy The Bureau of Erisian Archives The Bureau of The POEE Epistolary, and The Division of Dogmas The Bureau of Symbols, Emblems, Certificates and Such The Bureau of Eristic Affairs, and The Administry for The Unenlightened Eristic Horde The Bureau of Ane
POEE POEE (pronounced "POEE") is an acronym for The PARATHEO-ANAMETAMYSTIKHOOD OF ERIS ESOTERIC. The first part can be taken to mean "equivalent deity, reversity beyond-mystique." We are not really esoteric, it's just that nobody pays much attention to us. MY HIGH REVERENCE MALACLYPSE THE YOUNGER, AB, DD, KSC, is the High Priest of POEE, and POEE is grounded in his episkopotic revelations of The Goddess. He is called The Omnibenevolent Polyfather of Virginity in Gold. The POEE HEAD TEMPLE is the Joshua Norton Cabal of The Discordian Society, which is located in Mal-2's pineal gland and can be found by temporally and spacially locating the rest of Mal-2. POEE has no treasury, no by-laws, no articles, no guides save Mal-2's pineal gland, and has only one scruple--which Mal-2 keeps on his key chain. POEE has not registered, incorporated, or otherwise chartered with the State, and so the State does not recognize POEE or POEE Ordinations, which is only fair, because POEE does not rec
Poee & It's Priests
POEE & It's Priests If you like Erisianism as it is presented according to Mal-2, then you may wish to from your own POEE CABAL as a POEE PRIEST and you can go do a bunch of POEE Priestly Things. A "POEE Cabal" is exactly what you think it is. The High Priest makes no demands on his Priests, though he does rather expect good will of them. The Office of The Polyfather is point, not to teach. Once in a while, he even listens. Should you find that your own revelations of The Goddess become substantially different that the revelations of Mal-2, then perhaps the Goddess has plans for you as an Episkopos, and you might consider creating your own sect from scratch, unhindered. Episkoposes are not competing with each other, and they are all POEE priests anyway (as soon as I locate them). The point is that Episkoposes are developing separate paths to the Erisian mountain top. See the section "Discordian Society" ORDINATION AS A POEE PRIEST There are no particular qualifications for Ordi
The Poee Mysteree Oath
  THE POEE MYSTEREE OATH The Initiate swears the following: FLYING BABY SHIT!!!!! (Brothers of the Ancient Illuminated Seers of Bavaria sect may wish to substitute the German: FLIEGENDE KINDERSCHEISSE! or perhaps WIECZNY KWIAT WTADZA!!!!! which is Ewige Blumenkraft in Polish.) THE RECENT EXPOSE THAT MR. MOMOMOTO, FAMOUS JAPANESE WHO CAN SWALLOW HIS NOSE, CANNOT SWALLOW HIS NOSE BUT HIS BROTHER CAN, HAS BEEN EXPOSED! IT IS MR. MOMOMOTO WHO CAN SWALLOW HIS NOSE. HE SWALLOWED HIS BROTHER IN THE SUMMER OF '44. Corrections to last week's copy: Johnny Sample is offensive cornerback for the New York Jets, not fullback as stated. Bobby Tolan's name is not Randy, but mud. All power to the people, and ban the fucking bomb. "This statement is false" (courtesy of POEE)
Poe... I'm On A Poe Kick
Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.Edgar Allen Poe I believe this one wholeheartedly, although I lack the skill to pull it
A Poem I Totally Love.....
TALANDERS Kajira looks inside her soul and sees that she's failing. Soft tears roll down her cheeks one by one as she stares out of the window watching the raindrops hit the glass. Her eyes travel upward to the dark clouds and dimly, she's aware of lightning slicing through the sky. The tears feel hot against her skin but don't warm the chill spreading through her. swan is not supposed to think of her needs but of her master's, Yet here she sits her heart filled with sorrow Loneliness consuming her In his absence. kajira knows that Her master is doing what must be done, and even though she doesn't have him to hold she should be content in the knowledge that he knows best which path to tread. Where is her slave's courage? Where is her inner kajira strength? Where has all her training gone? Why does she weep for something she cannot change? Alone, Kajira asks herself these questions Unable to come up with the answers. Her fingertips trace Ma
If only love knew.......... If only love knew that you made me cry and how often I wish I would die. If love only knew my feelings for you then love would of shown you how to be true. If only love knew how much I loved you then love would have shown you how, too! If love had a heart it would have never had to start. If there is no start then there is no end! Written by me, Mistik
SHE (copy written) "SHE" screamed so loud "SHE" shattered the heavenly harps of Angels. Put out fires of the Demons in Hell and rained blood from a lascerated sky. Did you hear her? Did you see her cry? "SHE" cried so long her tears flooded the World,Heaven and Hell. Did you see them? Did You feel them? The sting of hot crimson tears that blistered skin as it fell; for years and years and years? I heard her screams and tried to silence them with kind words that came from my heart. They just rang on. I saw her tears well-up and tried my hardest to hold them back; to no avail. They simply over flowed,turned to Ice, Sleet and Hail. I felt her rage. Hands clenched, tremors, shakes. heart racing. tears streaming. Blood seeped from her ears! Pumping, continuing ,forcing the anger heart and pain. More rage, it overflowed. Chest burst open and indeed "SHE" released her rage apon Heaven, Earth and Hell. They are nomore. 1 by 1, they
A Poem For The One Who Hold My Heart.
A Girlfriend of a Cop Every night as I lay in bed, I pray for you and tears are shed. I think about how proud I am, to be in a relationship with this special man. As you guard the streets in the bright moonlight, I hope and wonder if you'll come home tonight. I am your girlfriend but I won't get the call, if something has happened to you or if you're hurt at all. I wait for the day that I wear the ring, and find out the happiness being your wife would bring. I am sure it would be hard wondering and worrying all the time, but every bit of it would be worth it if someday you were all mine. I can accept your dangerous job and put our love to the test, because of all the men out there, I know you are the very best. As an officer and a boyfriend, you're handsome, smart, and clever, That's why I will always love you, now and forever.
Poem (what Is Love?)
Well from my own understandin of love hurt but ill tell you anwayz Love is the time i spend thru the day making you smile, love is compression i show you when your down, love is the lil thing i do to get you thru the day, love is the way i see you everyday my heart skips a beat, love is the way you linger thru my mind when i sleep, but lately your love for me is untrue, though i did things out of my way to please you in the end it was only to lose you, when i lie in bed snuggle on my pillow in the morning i cant reconize myself in the mirror, they say love comes to those who wait but i think to myself its just another way of sayin nice guys finished last and never will collect the prize only to wonder around aimlessly inside...
A Poem My Daughter Wrote To My Brother
Last breath To my Uncle Joey Daidola Love Amanda It was oneday I saw your smile. I wanted it to last for a while. Since you have been gone things have changed. Everything feels so strange. I loved you more then life itself. But your last breath could not be helped. I want you to know my feelings will show. I love you dearly. Rest in peace Uncle Joey. I love you from the bottom of my heart. Amanda Pennino Copyright ©2006 Patricia Joy Rendon
Poem I Wrote Titled... Mother
Why does it have to be this way me thinking of you everyday it hurts my heart and tears my soul that I could ever let you go I'm sorry now for what I've done to have lost someone so pure and fun in my head I fear you'll stay untill my last remaining day in my heart I know its true that I should have cherished you but now your gone what more can I say maybe I'll win you back someday. A poem written December 12th,2005 -Cyndi
A Poem I Wrote
Have You Ever noticed Have you ever noticed the simple beauty in a tree? Or the soul of a Bird soaring? have you ever noticed the magnificent colors in a sunrise or sunset? Or the peaceful beauty of a field of flowers? Have you ever noticed the rightness of a mother walking with her child? Or of an elderly couple sitting on their porch, in their rocking chairs, holding hands? Have you ever noticed how few people take the time to enjoy the simple things in life? I Have. By, CMG
It Hurts... Freedom, nomore pain, tears. I can start over, maybe pick up where I left off before we met. But it hurts. Nomore lonely nights ,lying alone in bed. Nomore incriminating thoughts of you in my head. I can move on now. But it hurts. I don't have to fear you or your ruff-neck-wanna-be-tactics. I should be feeling fantastic. But it hurts. I don't need to love you in veign anylonger. I realize that without you, I'm that much stronger. Bout time I got my head on on straight;And yeah I know that should be great. But it hurts. It hurts because I gave it my all and still it wasn't enough. So I gave you a lil more of me ;You said it'd get better just wait and see. After all my hurt and all my pain, the fustration the anger the mental drain; I should infact be free and clear and oh yes I do feel better, but on the inside... It HUrts!
A Poem
LOVE YA Sunday, April 03, 2005 Mood: Suppose one morning you never wake up, do all your friends know you love them? I was thinking... I could die today, tomorrow or next week, and i wondered if I had any wounds needing to be healed, friendship that needed rekindling or three words needing to be said. Let everyone of your friends know that you love them. Even if you think they don't love you back, you would be amazed at what those three little words and a smile can do. And just in case God calls me home......... I LOVE YA!!! Send this to people you love no matter what might happen. Live today to the fullest because tomorrow is not promised. The Will of God will never take you to where the Grace of God will not protect you. Make each precious moment be a wonderful memory God love you & so do I This sure does make a person think. Just how important friendship , family, & loved ones are. Luv Joyce ~hugs~
Nameles as we are to the world forsaken to the light still we stand on even in our darkest times we are there IN the darkenss we take rest and we take love The fight is not yet won we are few and all alone I am Your Friend when needed And you are truly an angel I pray you are well and i hope to hear from you soon may goddess bless you and keep you torn between the two worlds light promising so much but the darkness over taking me holding me as if i was glove. shacking i forsaken my light not for pleasure but for pride having been traped in the light, like a wolf caged. shacked scared i run in to the night having missed the darkness its sweet smell its sweet never know feeling a wolf isnt a beast you can cage, its a night creatuer as im i no more being torn no more being caged living in the darkness of night is who i am only steping in to the light of day when it is ended Sweet angel you have fallen from the sky in the shades of darknes
Poem: Panic
Panic Thoughts racing trough my mind Happy memories keeping me smiling Thoughts of pleasing others ,seeing them happy Making me eager to do anything Time passing by quickly,as its not noticed Knowing this is the way it should always be. Worries, the slightest thing that bothers you. Music and Television are on and not heard Why did I do that? What did I do wrong? Cannot turn the clock back, damn ,wish I could Sleep is just not possible things needing sorted Where are the happy days, make them come back Having to get things into perspective Getting control and not carried away Calmness like the moment just before sleep Knowing that things are all right Sitting for ten minutes nothing to do Deep breaths ,count to ten, and relax
Poem: Smile
Smile Everyone rushing got to get there on time Heart is racing ,no time to eat Catch that train no interest in others Not wanting it to stop have to get there Two Stations to go and 5 minutes left I have not got time to smile Make the meal they will be home soon. Got to vacum and Polish to Why does the child have to cry right now Nooo the pot is burnt what do I do? A meal to make and 5 minutes left I haven't got time to smile The sun is shining what a lovely day Going to take it in my stride Saying hello with a smile on my face Everyone seems so happy Great, five minutes left and I am off home I have always time to smile
Poem That Was Written In Remembrance To All Soldiers
IN FLANDERS FIELDS BY COL JOHN McCRAE In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch, be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields
poems The day you came into my life will be cherished always. An angel sent from heaven above for my lonely heart to hold. My heart is no longer lonely, but instead filled with the wonder of a love like Ive never known. When you first held me, it was magical! A touch no other but my soulmate could provide. Truly the passion needed no words. Your kiss on my lips is something I long for each day. With a single kiss the intensity of your love so incredibly clear! Your eyes melt me with emotion so intense it is beyond belief. A caring and unconditional love that shines from them that makes me shiver with excitement for our life to come. Each day your smile fills my heart with a joy like no other. Oh but to have you in my life is truly a blessing! On the day we wed... I promise to you yet again my unconditional love and devotion. For I will cherish each day that God gives me with you, our own little piece of heaven on earth. I will love you always.
HeartBroken The love that I felt, still seeps through my heart, He found another girl, And it's tearing me apart. Now there's no tommorow, Or the day after that, What shall I do , To fill in this gap? I thought he loved me for me, But that could just never be, He knows how to leave girls heartbroken, He keeps there hearts like a token. I was willing to give it my all, When he gave me nothing at all, His broken promises fill my brokenheart, As he slowly tears it apart :( Rachel
Poem: My Prayer Is For You
In those moments throughout the day When I am unoccupied My mind drifts, seems far away It settles on you The old familiar joys and Aches Enter my heart I fear For what and who I am without you An incomplete puzzle with something missing I can feel the void I had decided not to do this again To take the chance of being hurt Of being rejected But my first look into your eyes Was an awakening, A realization That perhaps there was someone out there Meant just for me So in the night when I close my eyes I pray, I wish, I dream For our fates, our destinies To be intertwined For the happiness I feel In your presence To continue, to be shared And most of all For you To see what is there that no one else sees To understand the heart that wants so much And to believe, that you are the one I want standing beside me
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Poem: Use A Friend
Use a Friend Don't keep it inside when I am around Quietly sitting hardly making a sound Letting things worry you will do more harm than good You can talk to me, you know that you should I might not have the answer, but I will be there To show you that someone really does care. Talking may help, but sometimes it may not But if it eases your burden,then I will give my best shot Worrying alone, makes the World a cold place But with me, I will try bring a smile to your face The solution to problems are not easy to find But share with a friend, you might find peace of mind.
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her hand touch the softness the roughness of the tree staring out in to the moon light her brown eyes gleaming with not only tears but the sadness that seems to be inside her heart she see you in side of her mind as she closes her eyes she touchs your skin inside her dreams she touchs your body and gives you the same please as you give everyone else smiling softy to herself she wounder if she stayed what would you be like how would your lips feel agest hers why did i leave why did i fear the unknown love she wounders to herself as she slowlys slides her hands thro her hair pulling it back as she sighs to herself teases sliding down her checks. she howls shiding her humen form her wolf skin feeling like home she howls for her love for her heart. she howls her lonely moanfull howl
Poem Post 2
he sits in the room al aone once again the pain in his heart as he laments his sins " oh what have done?" he cries to the heavens "what have i done ?" he calls and calls again his tears fall down thick and fat for the memories he left behind the pain in his soul where once he was fine he cires for the pain he cries all alone HE raies his hands and touchs his wings whtas left of the time he was givein to fly long they've been cut long theyve been broken Such pain do they cause he wonders if these are his damnation he once was a wolf so wild and free lost in the storm of the things that have been He runs in his mind along forest paths till he finds a soft spot of grass he lowers his muzle to find her scent the scent fo his she so far away He raises his voice to howl to winds to scream out his love and cary to fen where are you my she ? wheere have you gone come to come to me
Poem: It's Only Me
Its only me Six Foot four and handsome no that's not me Neither do I have a expensive car for all to see No film star looks that all the ladies love No flowing locks on my head up above My pockets don't bulge but they do have holes Shoes not of leather but good wearing soles All of this doesn't worry me,I do not care Because its me the person not what I wear Get to know me what you see is what you get I will try to make you happy on that you can bet Looks and money are not as important as they say Give me good health and happiness to make my day
A Poem And A And Heartbreak
This is a poem i wrote last year at a time when i had fallen in love...accompanied by a very fitting picture..and a song..very aptly named....that for me had marked the end of the relationship...The Dragons Kiss Breath deeply the dragons breath, Lay back and breath it deeply, Thick golden threads of life, Opening veins long since sucked dry. The sweet kisses of magic, Coarsing now through the veins Hot, molten magic Melting a lifetime of pains. Metaphoric fingers, Tickeling.. caressing inside, Soon the life denied a spark Will have no where else to hide. Cold , grey complexion Being chased away by pleasure Warm , pink beauty returns, Brighter than dragons treasure And back full circle, Right back to the heart Now beating with pure ecstasy Slowly, oh so slowly the lips part... So breathdeeply the dragons breath, Lay back and breath it deeply, Thick , golden threads of life Opening veins long since sucked dry !Becimai 23rd nov 05 (copyright) Music Video Codes - MySpace Layou
Poem - Shadow
Standing in the shadows, I watch as each day passes. Unable to scream my pain. Unable to relish in my gain. Standing in these shadows is eating away at me. Alone against a wall of stone Nothing to see, nothing to say, nothing to do. All I can do is stand here in these shadows and realize Im all alone. Nothingness wraps around me with ease. These shadows are eating away at me. Drowning....consumed...endless Floating away from this place I no longer want to be Held back by the ties unable to break These Shadows...the endless You didn't listen to what I said You didn't care about what I felt You put me here Stranded in these shadows, holding with no will to let go Standing in these shadows is eating away at me. You're my shadow...the shadow that is my darkness. You wont let go. Sins unforgiven Dreams broken Wings stolen You're eating me alive. My Shadow..
Poem:see The Real Me
See the real me When I go shopping I feel them stare I have Downs Syndrome of that they are aware Why should it worry them is what puzzles me What are they expecting or wanting to see? I love a laugh and listening to music to But how would you feel fingers pointing at you? Please see I am a man, ok, a litle different from the rest But I love dressing up and looking my best Everyones my friend or thats what I think Especialy in the pub when I am buying a drink Yes I know some people are false and not very nice But I have good friends so they better think twice ( I wrote this for the men I work with, mal)
A Poem I Wrote For My Mom
in memory of my moth Dandelions From Heaven Mothers Day is coming...and I wanted to send you a sign... Something you can tell others..."Is from an angel of mine". So I searched the Heavens high and low for that perfect thing.. And low and behold I found it....and a smile I hope it will bring. So when you look to the Heavens...and see the yellow stars in the sky... Just think of me...your angel... in the Heavens way up high... And just imagine those stars...are dandelions up above... Yes! Dandelions are also in Heaven...,which you know how much I love. So on this Mothers Day... when you awake and feel blue... You will notice those yellow stars...are no longer in view... So just look to the meadows and the dandelions you see.... Are the ones I've tossed down this Mothers Day from me! And when you find a dandelion that has turned from yellow to white... You're supposed to make a wish...and then blow with all your might. For you will be blowing
A Poem I Think
cold fingers clasp my hand in his.a darkness drawing closer with every step i take. the pieces of my broken heart held tightly in my hand.there is no escaping my stopping what you choose for me.alls i have to say now is good-bye. good-bye to you and to the long gone
Poem To My Beautiful Ladies
A poem by Erica Onofrio The beauty of a woman Is not in The clothes she wears The figure she carries Or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman Must be seen from her eyes, Because that is the doorway to her heart, The place where love resides. The beauty of a woman Is not in a facial mole, But true beauty in a woman Is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, The passion that she shows, The beauty of a woman With passing years - only grows.
So this is an old poem I wrote when my ex ripped out my heart and then used it for target practice! You made me feel so good You filled my heart with joy Little did I know, That I was just your toy The happiness I gave you It didn't mean a thing I didn't ask for much Just the happiness you bring I only want to love you Never tried to tie you down Never asked where you were going When you went out on the town Now all you give is heartache There's a sadness in my soul Never thought that you would hurt me But it's my love and trust you stole And I just want to know How could you hurt me so bad? How could you place a price, On the happiness we had?
Broken Hearted By: Heather Rodgers All I do is try... All you do is lie... You say I treat you like shit... When you're the one throwin our love away to some bitch... Three fuckin hard ass years... Full of blood shed and tears... I gave you my life... You wanted me to be YOUR wife... But now, all we do is fight... We hurt each other wit all our might... At one point in time... We would never leave each other behind... But now at a drop of a dime... We treat each other like a waste of time... I hate to see you mad... It makes me feel bad... Jus a few days ago... Our love was all aglow... But now, its black and dead... We're hating instead... There's nothin more to give... Because no one will forgive... Im tired of tryin... I feel like dyin... I feel like we're wastin our time... On a love thas fallen behind... If things dont change... One of us will go estrange.. Yesterday was three years, eight months... All you and I wanna do is smoke blunts...
One More Night One more night Is all i want. To be in your arms Holding me tight. One more kiss Your lips so sweet. One more look of that love in your eyes. One more night... Sweet Dreams I sit here dreaming of you Wishing I was in your arms. Holding me close in the night. The whispers of your voice Ringing in my ears. O sweet dreams of happiness Thinking of you. Your smile in my mind Haunting me with sweet memories. I love you forever and always. Need I got so much pain But with no gain. Why has my life become like this. I used to be happy Now I am so sad. Where did you lose me? Why did it happen? Please forgive me For I know not what happen. I need you now More than ever. Spinning My head is spinning Round and round it goes. Just thinking of you. I cant help the way I feel But I do know that it is true. I only wish you felt the same way. Let Go As I sit here Listening to the speech I start thinking of you. The last time I
A Poem I Wrote. Might Suck A Bit Tried.
A dead flower is like a soul its there for ones to see yet it slowly dies. like the cold cutts through you. when you stand out side for to knives cutting you. never fails through it eats you alive no matter what you do it comsumes you like a fire cumsome a house in the dead of night .
this another i found and fell in love with it. another one it made me feel good. Silent memories of midnight Tender in the dark Remembrance sweet to the taste The heat of your love Haunts my dreams of you The seats of my passion swells With devotion My minds drifts accross a lonely sea In your warm embrace Occupied with mystical hours I caress your soul with the whisper Of my endless love and breathe you in Until my heart smiles once again.
Poem: What A Day
Rain hitting the window on a Sunday afternoon The Radio station is playing a great tune Outside its Gray the street is wet Inside i am as relaxed as I will get The Computer is on but no one around Watching the rain hit the puddles on the ground. All those pictures of people who don'speak Certain to be more this time next week Even my poems have had over 200 hits Off course this pleases me thrills me to bits But only a few fantastic people have commented This leaves me puzzled but not tormented
Poem: Scotland
Scotland Land of the Loch Ness Monster, is she real? Who really cares how others feel She is Scottish whether Myth or fact Like Whiskey also, and thats no act Have you seen our Lochs,green hills to the shore We have it all and so much more There's the kilt and whats worn below If he is a true Scot, lift it and you will know A fearsome beast lives there worse than Nessie If he wears pants he is a big Jessie Scots people will welcome you all the time And if you don't get a dram then thats a crime
Wrath I knew it was coming very soon he would be here and the it would be too late how little was the time left how soon would he be here? can I prepare? can I calm him with music, or a clean atmospheere. can I allay the anger, or will he explode should I stay here yo be cornered or run out that door would it make any differance if dinner is served or will he be famished for other things will I survive the night here will I get what I deserve with bruises to remind me to listen to mind him will I get through the night to start over tomorrow to feel his body around me and relive the horror or will I leave this torment and enter the sky and enter the heaven and enter the air oh' if there is a God Please let me Die By Kathleen Laura Hardy 1995 age 17
A Poem
for the night has begun the stars are out in full bloom the beauty i see will carry me past my doom for life begins and ends with a kiss which carries you to sweet bliss for how could anyone see what i see in you a beauty none can deny a vision of an angel in the sky
A Poem Written By Me10/3/ 2006 For The Girls.
Roses are Red, Voilet's are Blue,Take me to bed, cuz I love you, when the Roses are Red, And ready to be plucked, When I see you next, Your gonna get fucked, If I was A flower, would you pick me, if I was A sweetie, would you suck me, If i was A lolly would you like me, IF I asked you nicley would you fuck me?
Poem: The Unseen Piper
The Unseen Piper In the hills by the shores of Loch May Lives a quiet little man Never seen by anyone who comes this way Keeps away from everyone if he can Sometimes in the wind sounds of Bagpipes can be heard Sweet music floating through the Air Every night playing never detered who is the little man playing so fair Some say he used to warn the Clans When Edwards Armies slaughtered and killed Others say he was famous with many fans But he is never seen but many are thrilled
A Poem
Two Hearts Song of two hearts becoming one. Joined forever and one day more. Never to know loneliness again. When the angels come down to take us away. Part of our soul in the other forever will stay. We will love each other past the time, The earth for gets to turn, stars cease to burn, One light will continue to burn deep down in our soul's. That love is what we have for each other. Your love is like food for my soul. My heart sings the beauty I've found in you. When other couple's love comes undone. Our's keeps glowing like the morning sun. It brightens our live's as well as our heart's with a perfect love.
A Poem By Me!
Sorry Current mood: crappy I'm sorry for all the pain you went through. The pain of loving, I've done it to! I shut people out without a care. Thinking they would always be there. I did them wrong and I'll admit I did. Now no ones here and I wish I were dead. I wanna start over or atleast make a stand. But if you dont want anything to do with me... TRUST me, I understand! Hey whats up? Yeah I was bored the other day so I wrote this poem. I really dont know who it is dedicated to it just sounded think?
I will be exactly what you are to me A lightning bug a constant glow A mystery you'll always know You are my smile and ill be yours When this failing world ignores I promise ill be worth the fight When all goes wrong ill be your right Ill be your arms ready to hold and be your warm when you get cold I promise that I will be the everything you are to me. -Joey Donahue-
Poems(sad But True)
Time Understands Love Hits: 4060 Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived; Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all the others......, including Love. One day it was announced to all of the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all the feelings prepared their boats to leave. Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under, Love decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help. Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat. Love asked, "Richness, Can I come with you on your boat?" Richness answered, "I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you." Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who was passing in a beautiful vessel. Love cried out, "Vanity, help me please." I can't help you", Vanity said, "You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat." Next
Poem: Sport The Disabled Way
Sport the right way Today I watched Sport the way it should be Athletes of all sizes it was plain to see All having one thing in common Giving there all with all the strength they could summon Whether first and winning Gold or trailing a lap behind Taking part is all thats in there mind No Coaches, Drugs or Sponsors with big money Just appause when they finished ,smile like bees with honey Smiles and hugs are all they need Not Expensive Training shoes or any greed Who are these people that you would like to know They are all Disabled and put on a fantastic Show. (Thanks to all who took part in the Scottish Championships for the Disabled)
Poem 1
As I kneel before you in the light, infront of friends to our delight. Your voice and touch make me calm Your hands on my kneck, my soothing balm. I rub my cheek on your leg hoping to please Your stress and hurts I hope to ease. You make me do what no man has done You take me where I have never gone. I love your feel and your sweet caress The power you hold is nothing less. Your cuffs and collars delight me Will ever hold an command me. I am yours until the END!
Poem 2
You bound my wrists and tied me tight Secured me to your bed one night. You made me beg, you took control And gained my heart while i lost my soul. You brought me to new heights of need My desire laced with wanton greed. Your touch inflamed, made me aware Of every nerve that pleasured there. You forced me up onto all fours As i struggled and moaned you made me yours. You entered me and took those things That only domination brings. My body and soul are yours for the keeping You awakened a life deep within me, sleeping.
A Poem
How do you let go of all the love you knew? How do you let go of the life you once knew? How do you let go of all the happiness you had? How do you let go of the one ting that made you smile? How do you let go and forget all the memories? How do you let go and try to move on? How do you let go of the love of your life?
A Poem I I Wrote For A Homeless Child
Those Old Shoes Remy dear you come to me your head hung in defeat, kids you want to emulate,have Niki's on their feet. You want their clothes their friendship too But you just dont fit in no matter what you do. Its hard to be different, I know that is true. But Remy its better to learn to be you. Unique and special, in so many ways. You'll be remembered when they fade away. For beauty external, fades, ages and dims. Clothing gets old, discontinued like them. Yes Remy, one day they wont be like now. They will face escaped reality somehow. So let them huddle and giggle at you. Cause you have a secret known by just a few. Beauty burned brightly will soon fade away. You, you will shine, consistant every day. Lets go to the store, that new second hand and buy us some baubles, a pretty hair strand Some shoes that may have a history or two But worn in good faith by a beauty like you. © Copyright 2006 Amawitch-granny witch
I loved you to depts previously unknown to me I wanted you for who you were and for what you were Did i let you in too soon? You say no, I feel yes I did not think I would let anyone ever come into me that deep ever again, You went so much deeper then anyone ever did, You went through and my last defences returned to dust infront of your eyes Salt water welts in my eyes when I think of you, Of the lost love between us. Was it all a castle in the sky, Where did things unrepairably go wrong? All I can say is that I loved you like I never have loved before I have felt feelings for you that were completely new for me. At our closest moments I felt as one with you, Thousands of miles apart yet together... I never wanted it to come to this my love this hurts so much I know tomorrow is another day and everything will look different Yet I know it will be a while before this aching passes away, do not feel guilty my love this happend for a reason. I cannot help fe
A Poem For Me
With no doubt in my mind I am strong No one can say or do anything to change that I have triumphed over too much to be weak to settle for least is beneath me I walk away in the face of frustration because I am bigger than an argument louder than a yell stronger than a punch I refuse to fail I will stand up for myself and anyone else I see fit with my words I knock them down if I am strong in the mind because if you really look at it fighting is a waste of time!
My life was over I wished myself dead Thoughts of sadness Swarmed through my head A heart torn completely An eye no longer able to tear A soul with no purpose A life full of fear The final days approached I would now go on to better places A place with no judgment Based on looks or on races I could be me And no one would care The laughter would stop No one would stare That’s all I’ve wanted But the worlds full of hurt And for that reason I chose to be 6 ft under dirt No one can hurt me now I chose death over life I now sit with angels With no pain and no strife I doubt I’m missed And I no longer care For I’m better off up here Then I ever was there.
A Poem
I’m merely a shadow of my former self, An essence of my being, Battered and torn, Bruised and worn, By LIFE. And yet I feel I’m stronger, The pain gets less and less, Cos in this hell, This thing we call our world, I’ve become impervious, Harder to hurt, Numbed to it all, No longer feeling small, No longer feeling ought at all, But don’t be sad, Save your tears, I really don’t feel bad. Just getting on, With life’s maelstrom, Swimming in the brink. And if I die, I’ll wonder why, I never found my love, That heart felt soul, My whole life’s goal, To share and to be whole. It doesn’t really matter, It all seems rather dim, My light has died, Deep inside, Dead feelings deep within. And maybe you’ll remember, Maybe with a grin, I once stood tall, And had it all, But threw it in the bin. I could have loved so deeply, I could have cared so much, But what we do, And just to who,
Dark gray hair Just laying there Hasn’t been combed But you don’t care. So sweet and worry free Old and innocent Can barely even see Laying there watching the old sweet TV. You barely speak And yet you mean everything to me You’re my hero I hope that you can see You’re my world The one with the purest love Laying here in a ball all ragged and curled I will sing you one last song By Chakara Sue Dedicated to my Grandfather/Hero 2006
A Poem From Boo....
When I was young and deep in sin my heart received no light within, I found no peace, no joy, no rest, I had no love or true happiness. My sister died, foretold I cried, how could this happen to me,-oh GOD! now I'm left here alone to die without a partner to lye by. My eyes were blind though I could see, I refused to face reality, I had a mind tricked to believe this spiritual life wasn't meant for me. My dayz were long my nights were cold, I knew that I would soon grow old. As I looked at my life I could see all hope was lost in me. All at once things seemed to fall, for I was snatched up by the law. there was no mercy shown for me, and I was sad as I could be. I was lost, but now I see, the lord has other plans for me, it wasn't clear to me just then, I told him of my every sin. I Asked him in my hour of need, to make me clean, he did indeed. He filled my heart with love and joy, I felt just like a newborn joy. He taught me of a life to be, wonderful for all eternity, I once was lost
A Poem
And Yet I Die I see the stars sparkling so bright, Within the moon kissed sky. I hear the lark so sweetly sing, Amidst the morning dawn. I smell the flower full in bloom, And see their royal pomp. And yet some place so deep within, I'm shrouded and I'm closed. The brilliance there I can't see, In mists of misery. Enshrined inside, unable thus, To touch the warmth without. I gaze upon this passion spent, And yet . . . Inside I die.
"People say that Love is giving someone the ability to destroy you, but trusting them not to. If you really love me tell me what I want to hear, but those other words are what I fear. If you really love me, would you stand by my side? Would you care for me? Be there for me? Be there when I cry? Don't tell me you love me when you have someone else on your mind. Don't tell me you want me when you have someone else by your side. I really don't wanna hear it, because you'll break my heart. Don't try to fix what is broken. Don't even start. If you didn't notice...I'm In love with you." Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control.
Poem--the Story Of Your Life
The Story of Your Life Don't say you're not important, It simply isn't true, The fact that you were born, Is proof, God has a plan for you. The path may seem unclear right now, But one day you will see, That all that came before, Was truly meant to be. God wrote the book that is your life, That's all you need to know. Each day that you are living, Was written long ago. God only writes best sellers, So be proud of who you are, Your character is important, In this book you are the "Star." Enjoy the novel as it reads, It will stand throughout the ages, Savor each chapter as you go, Taking time to turn the pages. by Wanda Mitchell
> WOMAN'S POEM > > Before I lay me down to sleep, > > I pray for a man, who's not a creep, > > One who's handsome, smart and strong. > > One who loves to listen long, > > One who thinks before he speaks, > > One who'll call, not wait for weeks. > > I pray he's gainfully employed, > > When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed. > > Pulls out my chair and opens my door, > > Massages my back and begs to do more. > > Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind, > > Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?" > > I pray that this man will love me to no end, > > And always be my very best friend. > MAN'S POEM > > I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs > > who owns a Bar on a golf course, and loves to send me > > fishing and hunting. This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.
Broken hopes and dreams Just dried up streams Of love that was everylasting But is now just not lasting Once said, "I'll never leave you" But now it's, "Nothing's bout you" Maybe one day you'll learn On the day you start to yearn For me to still be there When I'm way over here... You're gonna loose that special one Though you think you've won Won the fight for your so-called "great life" When you're loosing your "future wife" And in the end it's NOT bout me It's bout YOU and who YOU wanna be Sometimes you act like you dont care That I can't seem to bare The pain of you not thinking of us Feels like our loves been ran over a bus Yes I remember those bloody tears But do you remember these past few years?
*SUMMER AIR* (END OF SUMMER BLUES) Sitting alone. The only sound that penetrates my eardrum is the soft hum of the fridgedaire. It reminds me of the summer air. Sipping lemonade, layig back in the shade. Watching this guy go by thinking he's all that and then some. Wondering how long would it take for him to make me cum. I begin to fantasize, about him between my thighs, feeling and touching me. Making sweet love to me. Looking me in my eyes, the way he kisses makes my bloodpressure rise. Suddenly I feel the pressure. There's no need for an usher. He's found his way. Deep inside I wish he'd stay. A push A thrust. DO this again I think we must. We moan we groan. Ring ring goes the phone. Don't answer. We're almost there. He begins to run his fingers through-My-Hair. In and out round and round don't stop now we've reached our point. I must say you are the joint. Come back tomorrow we can do it again. No need to ask, just
Poem I Wrote
Thoughts of You As I sit here of thoughts of you... I get down and blue... I miss hearing your voice... But right now I have no choice... Until we talk again on the phone... We will be alone... And one day soon we will be in each others arms. Loving each ones charms.
Poem Comming Soon
Here is a poem that i found that i really like. So i thought i would share. I know most military wives like myself know its the truth and its hard for us all I am a strong and loving wife With a husband who had to go There are times i am terrified In away most never know I bite my lip and force a smile As I watch my husband Pack My heart my break But I am proud My husbands got your back
A Poem I Wrote
On 9/12/06 Let go, let go let go… Its what my mind screams And I whisper to myself.. Yet my heart won't let me. I lay here on my pillow Soaked with salty tears As I see the empty space Where you used to be.. Let go, let go, let go that's what I should do But I just cant yet I feel cheated and used. My mind swirls around With your smile and laugh Yet I feel the hurt And all the pain you left. Let go, let go, let go I've cried till I ached, I've sobbed till I hurt Please make it stop! It should be easy for me The disrespect, the pain The disregard, the distance Why don't I get it? Let go, let go, let go You tell me one thing Yet show me something else All were lies to my face. Yet I want you still And I love you more You've touch my being And shook me to my core Let go, let go, let go I just need to wake up I need to shut you out Out of my mi
written 6/30/06 I sit here, in my own silence and peace I hear the song and voices around me I feel the emptiness that is my soul and heart I hear the echo of me that is unfamiliar I can taste the sadness and tears How can I fill the space, become complete I know its not far in the distance, I can see I must dig a little deeper into that dark part and find the power to feel the sun on my skin and bring the light I need so I can be and fill the hole that is me
A Poem
I want to see your heart, I want to feel your soul, You're quite a work of art, Getting to know you better has become my goal, You keep my spirits high, Even when i am blue, I would be happy... Knowing i have a chance to start somthing with you, Could i choose,you'd be my choice, You are very special to me, Truely thankful you came into my life...
Poem : The Dog
The Dog I am Max the dog I get more kisses than a frog But I lick my balls with such grace Then give my master kisses on the face Can put on the sad face when I want out Not returning to them till they scream and shout Its fun to shit and make them gag Especially when they have to lift it with a bag But they love me when I lay at there feet Laying there sleeping I look so sweet But I leave little messages here and there Its fun if they stand on it and there feet are bare
Poem From Bulletin
This was posted as a bulletin, so I don't know who the author is. If you do, please let me know so that I can give that person credit. It doesn't interest me what you do for a living I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dreams for the adventure of being alive. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon... I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful b
Poem For Dad
the scars that no one sees the scars she always leaves the way she cries her self to sleep the feelings far too deep yet you dont give a fuck and youve made that pretty clear none of us were good enough so daddy wasn't there and it all gets shoved in my face i hate you more and more each day because the more i learn, the more im sick and ive got nothing left to say i wish you wouldnt call and i wish youd just leave me alone im not good enough for anyone no, im just a little stone you can dig with your little shoe farther into the ground the less you care the more i cry nobody understands how could they, when i cant even find myself lost in my minds demands i have no more control and nothing left to hold onto im to the point where i hate waking up and i have nothing else to do im selfish, and im wrong but who could blame the girl for wishing her dad would be there for her but hes only fucked up her entire world while you sit there emptying bottles do you
See you not my invisible twin? A mirror image of another life. Dark and murderous beneath the surface - untamed. Walked I through the storms swirling mist carrying but a fragile light. A black figure followed. I felt a mysterious alliance - distorted. United are we by a chord of humanity. Internally universal but concealed. A hidden domain of ancient realms dangerously born in me - complex. See you not my darkened self? Possessed by an unknown rage. Surrounded by a fierce reality. Face to face with its opposite - confrontation. Like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde world of reason alienated. Consciousness disillusioning. Powers of darkness vulnerable - contradiction. Walked I from dark to light. Turned to confront my follower. Shocked with fear and despair. My story, the thread of life unraveled... Meet the enemy, my shadow - myself. Bound by psychic glue. Cat 2000
There will come a day when your tears of sorrow will softly flow into tears of remembrance... and your heart will begin to heal itself... and grieving will be interrupted by episodes of joy... and you will hear the whisper of hope. There will come a day when you will welcome the tears of remembrance... as a sunshower of the soul... a turning of the tide... a promise of peace. There will come a day when you will... risk loving... go on believing... and treasure the tears of remembering.
Poems Have Moved To Http://
This site be used for poetry smaples and before release and to tell about poetry slams and readings, as well as the happenings at Bungee Crop from my end of our projects. My poems have moved to the url below: I will also be put up records of some of my poems too. Please be patient. Illustrated Mind is still on schedule for a December 2006 release, if I can finish the sketches it will be moved to Janurary or Feburary 2007 release. You goto for information about the book "Illustrated Mind" follow this link:
Bliss- I'm falling into this bliss (can you catch me) Grasping at the thick smoh (can you help me) Screaming so loud I peirce the ears of the angels above (can you hear me) Please, I beg you! Don't leave me in this rancid stench for all eternity Please, I beg you! Save me from this internal Hell I've created Please, I beg You! Save me from myself; Don't let me get me! Please... I beg you!
I AM- I am dark, I am bleak. I am the one Di-a-bo-lique! The Aboriginal; existing before all. Nomatter how hard you try, know I will never fall! I am your maker, your detroyer. Your Prince and Your princess. I AM ANA/MIA! I am your one; Your all. I'm the reason you stand tall! I am Your Will; I am Your Grace. I'll keep a smile apon your face! I am the one whom you'll adore... I keep you coming back for more. I AM ANA/MIA!
-INTESNITY- I dream of making love to you, suspended 50 feet above ground level. So Happy for me, you; us. Your beautiful eyes looking through to my soul as we drift effortlessly through the sky. Having one spectacular orgasm after another. Floating through sunshine with flowers blooming below and birds swooping above; singing the most fantastic bird songs you've ever heard. We're just dazzling creatures of light eminating such fierce energy from our love making that our last orgasm casues us to burst into a million particles of light. Exploding together we form a whole new universe; and become the universe. Then, we live on.. Forever...
A Poem Between Two
A Poem Between Two by Ds Padawan © Lee: lost but not yet found come to me and I’ll turn that around Michelle: see you're a poet too Lee: haha hardly Michelle: that was good Lee: if I was good with words then why can I write no blurbs Michelle: hehehe you're great Lee: no that sucked and that’s the truth I put away my pen and become a sleuth if I rhyme its all a mistake you are all I want to make if you are once again offline then I’m going to hang by a vine Michelle: you can have me I’ll come for free don’t get dead cause I want you in bed Lee: don't get yourself in a muck for if that’s what you really want then its you I’ll surely fuck Michelle: mmmm see you're a poet Lee: nope you’re a dope you just can't see's cause you’re on your knees I think I’m off to pla
A Poem Of Us
A Poem of Us by dsoul © She would come inside If you only let her in; She could make your world glad Once you hear her sing. Her heart will be your home When you come to stay; She will drive away your pain And push away the rain. She would be your queen Her king then you will be; She will be the one to hold your hand When the lights go out dark. Will you take this ring My darling, And cross the ile with me; A whole new world you will see, If you will only walk with me.
A Poem I Wrote When My Mother Passed Away Last Year
a poem for my mother (when tomorrow starts without me) / Donna Hanson (daughter) when tomorrow starts without me when tomorrow starts without me and i'm not here to see. if the sun should rise and find your,eyes,filled with tears for me. i wish so much you wouldn't cry. the way you did today... while thinking of many things.we didn'tget to say.. i know how much you love me. as much as i love you.. and each time you think of me.. i know you'll miss me too... but when tomorrow starts without me please try to understand.. that jesus came and called my name and took me the hand, and said my place was ready in heaven.far and that i'd have to leave behind all those.i dearly love. so when tomorrow starts without me .. don't think we're far apart for everytime you think of me i'm right here in your heart
A Poem I Wrote For My Mother Title Is My Mother My Friend
a poem i wrote for my mother title is my mother my friend as your child,i was willful,brave,and strong;with your gentle love,you steered me from your teenager,i was smarterthan my owngood;with your gentle love,you always your young adult,i hadthe world by the tail;with your gentle love,you made it ok to your grown woman,my childhood almost to its end;with your gentle love,you have become my best your friend,i came to you with my sorrow,and my pain,with your gentle love,you have shown me how to gain.i say this to you my best friend,and my mother;because of your gentle love,we have a bond like no other.and even tho your gone we will always be best friends and mother and daughter, with love your daughter
A Poem For Jayden
A special journey you have taken to remind us all of things forsaken. For your journey here was not meant to be Your heavenly father has sent you upon his knee. To let you know he needs you home For your spirit shall never roam. Here on earth you will be missed For all the blessings we cannot list. Your part of a family built in stone Your in our hearts and never alone. We love you with all of our hearts. All Your Family
HOLD ON TIGHTLY TO THE IMPORTANT THINGS IN LIFE Hold on to faith; it is the source of believing that all things are possible. It is the fiber and strength of a confident soul. Hold on to hope; it banishes doubt and enables attitudes to be positive and cheerful. Hold on to trust; it is at the core of fruitful relationships that are secure and content. Hold on to love; it is life's greatest gift of all, for it shares, cares and gives meaning to life. Hold on to family and friends; they are the most important people in your life, and they make the world a better place. They are your roots and the beginnings that you grew from; they are the vine that has grown through time to nourish you, help you on your way, and always remain close by. Hold on to all that you are and all that you have learned, for these things are what make you unique. Don't ignore what you feel and what you believe is right and important; your heart has a way of speaking louder than y
Poem: How Do You Feel?
How do you feel? How do you feel when he lets out a scream Yes your frightened but are thigs what they seem How do you feel when she is crying in the shop Yes you feel sorry, but look, no tears not a drop How do you feel when you see a group out Do you stare, evern if they scream and shout How would you feel if never given a chance With people staring at you, not just a glance Next time your out just give them a smile Doesn't take long just a little while Please see the person standing there Don't let whats wrong with them make you aware.
A Poem I Wrote Back In Junior High School For English Project
Have you ever loved someone But knew he didn't care Did you ever feel like crying But knew you'd get nowhere Did you ever look into his eyes And said a little prayer Did you ever look into his heart And wished that you were there Did you ever see him dancing When lights turn down low Did you ever whisper " God, I Love You " But would never let him know Don't ever fall in love my friend It doesn't pay a dime It only causes broken hearts Yet it happens all the time Love is grand but hurts so much The price you pay is high If i could pick between life and death I think I'd rather die Don't ever fall in love my friend You'll be so hurt it's true You see my friend I ought to know Because I fell in love with You
ok so i like poems alot they help me out and understand are a few I look back now And shed a tear Those pushed away Who came so near? Who touched my heart? And touched my soul I left them out To take control I was scared, I was unsure, Loved them all, but never told. Scared of fear, And all alone, Left outside, and in the cold. I couldn't tell them Thoughts of mind Silence screaming Binding time I look back now And cringed that I Couldn't see the truth from lies If you knew who I once was Listen carefully because If i pushed you far from me It was for your sake I let it be And now I want to say sorry I loved you once As only time can tell And love you now I torment in my hell For not ringing your bell And admitting that I fell, In love with you (well i felt feelings not sure if it was love or not) If its only for one moment... That i could hear his voice.... And only for one moment, i would know it was OK... if i knew that he
Poem 2
Poem "invisible Caresses"
Invisible Caresses linger over my body I can imagine your piercing eyes gazing into mine As I imagine you hovering over me My Skin reacts to each of your touches Each of your kisses, Your Invisible Caresses I hear your calming voice Claiming your love for me As Our Hearts and Souls become one once again Invisible Caresses so soft and loving Your hands in all their strength Become so tender, So gentle As you touch Me Invisible Caresses Passions fire, Desire,Yearning A thirst to be quenched Eros has claimed our hearts for one another Our bodies entraped by our souls needs For the love of each other Till the time comes, When piercing eyes Can gaze upon his love for true There must be Invisible Caresses By BrokenSylence © 2004 BrokenSylence (All rights reserved)
Poem "daddy Came Home Tonite"
Daddy's coming home tonight Daddy Came home tonight Daddy came home tonight,Blackened and Burned Coughing and Choking, Mommy was so concerned she said there was a Fire and Daddy had to go She heard the call come over as she listened every night Building engulfed in Flames All Active on sight this one will take all night Bells Rang, Whistles Sounded the Screaming Sirens filled the Darkened Night Daddy Had to go. The Newsman said it was like Satan himself walking the earth As the Flames came to welcome them in Two by two they vanished into the hellish sight Daddy came home tonight blackened and burned , his blue eyes still stinging from the smoke he held his little ones so tight The sirens still screaming in the background As mommy pried my hands from him Daddy Please don't go , as he slipped back into the night She said .. Daddy has to go .. He went to find his brothers still in those horrid flames that couldn't come home tonight By Broken
Poem Of Boredom
He sits in the dark Nothing heard but the passing of cars and the soft droplets of rain on the metal roof of his car as it sits in park On the lonely side of stretch of road Many pass by but no one offers any help still sitting there as hours roll by Seems soo alone on the concrete world the sun was warm Now faded into the west the cold creaps in stealing the warmth that he felt once just a memory now as he thinks in the darkness that now swarms him
Poems I've Written
Well as you all can see, I am a poet. I'm also a romantic. Some say I'm good, others....well let's not go there shall we? I wear my heart on my sleeve. I dream of my Prince Charming/Mr. Right to come along and fall in love with me but so far, that hasn't happened. I watch others in and older people and I wonder if I'll have feel that kind of love.... I thought this was a good way to get my poetry out there so if anyone knows of a publisher that will publish them, PLEASE let me know by sending me a private message. I have another LC'er on here doing the illustrations (Always Curious)and she's really good. So I'm posting these for you all to enjoy and leave comments on. They are ALL COPYRIGHTED. PLEASE DO NOT RIP, COPY/PASTE FOR YOUR OWN USE WITHOUT PERMISSION. THANKS. VICKI AKA PRECIOUS ANGEL
The moon was full, and resembled a pale blue ball. The wind was slowly dying down, and time seem to stand still. I walked through a garden of roses. Taking in the beautiful scene; Dozens of red roses. Their sickening sweet scent filled the air. Leading my farther into the garden. Even through I never have been there before. I seemed to know which path to follow and where I was post to go as through it was my destiny too. I came to a dead end. The smell became so awful that I wanted to turn back, but my legs wouldn't move. I looked at the roses again, and then something caught my eye, there was a black rose. It stood out, and seem to want me to pick it. in my head there was a voice scream" no don’t'. it'll be your end" , but my body was going toward the rose and I couldn't stop like I was an puppet on a string being moved by a invisible puppet master or force. I started to sweat, and my heart seem to speed up with every step. I was now inches from the black rose. I picked it ,and smelle
You: you came so quickly into my life and turned everything upside down for once i felt i was alive not like any moment i could drown you made everything feel so right your words always true my days were full and bright as abruptly as you came you are now gone nothing will be the same you are my fantasy you are my escape from this hell called reality i wont say i cant live without you because i know i can i know i just dont want to i need you here i dont know what it is you do i need you close to me still in my arms, in my life if it is your will i fall too fast i cling too hard hoping it will last maybe even tomorrow you will be here to ease my sorrow happiness is all i want for you love in life and everything you do i wish it could be with me even if it cant i want you to see i will be here for you always whatever you should choose for the rest of your days everything
Poem From Profile: 2059
2059 Our nuclear future hath now upon us come and our great nation doth cry so liberty and freedom now are done because the beloved lady did die nuclear wars that no one could win were fought so the water is no longer pure and all of the lives that were lost for naught with all of the air that is lost and breath no more and to all who in someway do remain clinging desperately to a thread of life all live in the greatest mutated pain and they all cry blood tears for the world's strife though they cannot see with their blinded eyes all the darkness of the burned and blackened skies. Welcome to humanity's destiny. So how was that?, only one i've got published out side of a high school Lit-Mag.
A friend left this on my page and I liked it so well that I wanted to share it with yall. Not sure if he wrote it or not, but it just really spoke to me. Hope yall enjoy it. Have a great night. ~Chickie There are days when bubbling from us comes the innocent child within, who giggles at the little things and wears a silly grin. There are days when melancholy comes to visit for a while; the mind feels tired, the body weak; we have no strength to smile. There are days when joy abundant grabs a hold of you and me; wraps us up in all it's splendor, lifts us up and sets us free. There are days when sorrow wraps us in its cloak of grief and fear, 'till our hearts ache to the breaking, 'till our eyes can't shed a tear. There are days when love bestows us with its wonderment and light; with its beauty and its mystery, its power and its might. And there are days when life rewards us and seems to make amends by granting us a marvelous gift, the pre
Poem For My Friends Late Me No If You Like It
(A)ccepts you as you are (B)elives in "you" (C)alls you just to say "HI" (D)oesn't give up on you (E)nvisions the whole of you(even the unfinished parts) (F)orgives your mistakes (G)ives unconditionally (H)elps you (I)nvites you over (J)ust "be"without you (K)eeps you close at heart (L)oves you for who you are (M)akes a difference in your life (N)ever Judges (O)ffer support (P)icks you up (Q)uiets yours fears (R)aises your spirits (S)ays nice things about you (T)ells you the truth when you need to hear it (U)nderstands you (V)alues you (W)alks beside you (X)-plains thing you don't understand (Y)ells when you won't listen and (Z)aps you back to reality
A Poem.....
Just one of my poems I wrote...enjoy ;) ~Lanie~ When you smile You brighten my day. You show me love In the most simple way. I want you with me Of that I am sure. An array of emotion, So sweet and so pure. For you I would go To any great length Endurance I have As much as strength I feel an emotion that is Kindred to love One that is as bright As the stars above You make me smile Inside my heart Though in distance We are miles apart You are the one I want Above anyone else And for you I can Only give of myself Come to me and We shall see If this is truly What’s meant to be. a.boudreaux 2006
Poem For A Special Person
A Goddess in Mortal Form Fields of Lilies are quite an attraction, But you my sweet are pure perfection, You fill my day with smiles and hugs, Making me happy while you gently tug, At my heart strings without even knowing, How much I adore you and care for you so. You mean so much to me it’s hard to explain, Whenever I’m with you, you take away the pain, Of living a life sad and alone, You make me smile when we talk on the phone, Your laugh is intoxicating and I love to partake, An angel you are and you forever will make, Me fall for you more and more each day, There is nothing about you I would ever change, For in my eyes you are a Goddess
Suddenly I see u I get shivers in the twilight of my dreams You fill me wit bubbles of ecstasy An i dance in the breathless wonder of a rainbow Purity is the song love is the dance You are the conductor!!!! ONE LUV CAT
Leave a comment please thanks. My Fault By: Richard Its my fault I need you Its my fault I want you Its my fault I love you Its my fault you left Its my fault I'm dead Its all my fault The Bitch By: Richard The blood flows from my eyes As you rip my heart from my chest Your evil laughter echoing though my head As I see my heart in your hand My soul is crushed and you have won As you walk off my heart in hand I can't help but think What a bitch BLOOD RED SUMMER 2 BY RICHARD On that blood red summer I found you I knew you were gone I knew that they did this I knew that they had to pay So I took took their possessions I took their homes I took their blood I took their lives I took their souls I took everything from them All in the name of love All in the name of you That blood red summer
i breath in i breath out but in my lungs no air is found no blood flows through theas vens anymore and the beatting of a broken heart is heard forgivness sounds so regretfull but revenge sounds more like something i would do the rage inside wealds a mighty sword while the heart with in speaks a soft word the anger the rage the hate with in it screems and tares for freedom and yet the broken heart holds it in in fear of others this pain can't be bariable this heart can't take it anymore i breath in i breath out and yet no air is found and yet no air is found....
Lost Love There was a beautiful girl who lost her true love, now she will be lonely, forever her true love was killed in a war over sea now she lost all hope and happily forever what will she do now that her true love is gone forever will she ever find true love again or will she die of loneliness love, loneliness long gone forever March 20, 2005
White Boy I hear you call my name When I’m fast asleep The second time you call my name I wake up to go find you In the cold night of winter As I walk into the woods you appear Sitting on a tree that had fallen many years ago When I look into your eyes I forget about everything in life I wonder if you are a ghost or a human who wears white clothes I sit next to you by the river We don’t say anything We just sit there quietly Looking at each other When you come near me I wake up in my bed I think to myself Was it a dream or did it really happen May 19, 2004
The Lonely Girl There is a lonely girl standing on a rock Waiting for her loved one to come back from a trip with his family She waits in the cold snowy nights She will not eat or sleep until her loved one is back In her mind she wonders If loved one is alive or dead If he is alive or dead She keeps wondering about the same thing Each day night Will her loved one ever return to her? Her family wonders if she is all right From standing in the cold long nights Twenty-five years passed and the lonely girl had turned into stone She is still waiting for loved one to come back to her She might be dead but her spirit is still searching for the one she loves So they both can go to the spirit world together Maybe her loved one is already in the spirit world Wanting for her to come While she is searching for her special one The rest of the spirits can’t rest in peace The spirits wonder how long it will take until The lonely girl will find her loved one When will they get
Farewell Farewell to everyone that I knew as I love them behind to find true happiness in this dark world I live as I say my farewells everyone starts to cry because they may never see me again I say farewell to the dark cold memories in my life to never look back at them again as I start to leave I take one last look at my family and friends to have them be in my memories forever farewell everyone one day I do hope I will find true happiness someday October 18, 2005
Haunted Every night Since you left I been haunted Of memories that We spend together I try to block Them out But they are stronger Than me As our memories together Haunt me I cry myself To sleep I lose a lot of sleep Because of them How much longer Until these memories Stop haunting me I try to use the memories As new strength For me to live on To make new memories With someone else Or until you find a way To forgive me And let me Back into your Open arms September 25, 2006
Waiting I hide in The distance Until you give me An answer I try to wait Pant icily But it getting harder As the weeks Go on I still do Love you But if you Make me Wait To long I will disappear From your life Forever I wait By the river Thinking things through The things I did Wrong And trying to Change who and The way I am I am slowly changing And waiting for An answer The time we Spend apart Is becoming My strength To change As I stay Here Waiting For you September 25, 2006
Poem For Brandi
The Blue Eyes of something more It started from the beginning That first moment that shocked the very Being of myself, maybe it was That innocent feeling that caught My heart you was different to me Then most girls. Each day after the first time seeing you My life changed for the good I realized I could be something more Each day grew on me, your face your words that smile, I thought to myself can I have my dreams come true Cause I was only seeing you and I still do. The B in your name stands for Beautiful but it goes Beyond that I just wish one day you could see That your blue eyes mean so much to me. The Blue eyes of something more. I’m never leaving Till you finally see that I would die for you one day. That I’m always going to find myself in your eyes One day you will understand the moment I actually found Cause it’s the story of my life when everything Seems so clear we both could be alive. When I see the person that touches my
A Poem~online Friendship
The true friends who we meet online are a very special kind ... They pierce your shields and see within the corners of your mind. They're always there when you're in need with their power to discern. They feel your pain, they offer hope and genuine concern. We bare our souls, expose our hearts, and show our inner fears; And then before you know it ... The keyboard's stained with tears. And if we could see them through that screen, then no one could deny ... That to be a TRUE online friend, They too must surely cry. ~ Author Unknown ~
God spoke to me one day and said “take a walk with me,” “There is a truly wonderful and beautiful person I want you to see.” As we walked he told me so many great and wondrous things, About love, honesty and trust and the joy it brings. After all this he showed me a woman, who was just so beautiful, Who was strong, independent and God fearing, who knew? He said, “She has a few cuts, bruises and scrapes on her heart,” “And through all the damage there is still light shining through the dark.” He told me she had hopes, dreams and aspirations in life, He also said, “Any man with you would be proud to call you their wife.” He told me you were compassionate, caring and full of love, Why wouldn’t you be a child of God sent from up above. So I turned and asked God, “Why have you shown me this,” I just couldn’t understand why but here is the real twist. God said, “I promised you forgiveness for all your sins,” “I’ve been there for every loss and gave you every win.” “I’ve held
A Poem From My Friend :)
This is a poem that was written by one of my best friends and given to me this morning :) This is really something, and was very much a wonderful suprise to recieve :) I thank God for bringing you into this world, Cause if he hadn't I wouldn't have found my angel. You have been there for me through thick and thin. You my night in shinning armor, You would help and protect me from anything. But most of all you friend, And I am grateful for that. This all doesn't rhyme, But in time you will understand. I love you with all my heart, I just know what words to start. But all I do know though. On how much I am thankful, On how grateful I am to have someone like you. You're the bestest friend anyone can have and I thank you so much Thank you
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, When the funds are low, and the debts are high, And you want 2 smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit, Rest if you must, but dont you quit. Life is queer with its twists and turns, As everyone of us sometimes learns, And many a failure turns about, When he might have won had he stuck it out; Dont give up though the pace seems slow, You may succeed with another low. Success is failure turned inside out, The silver tint of clouds of doubt, And you never can tell how close you are, It may be near when it seems so far; So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit, It's when things seem worse, that you must not quit.
Why do I fall for you knowin u don't care. Having a lil peace just to rip it from the air. Wasn't even looking; but you showed up like a dream. Selling words like a hustla, didn't u know what it would mean? Then u leave like the night lost in infactuation trying not to tear for being alone is a constant fear Desiree Brown o.g date 9-30-06
A Poem I Written A While Back And Had Published On The Net
Love We where brought together by confidence, in a time of our life. We crossed paths with each other. Some memories move towards us,while others move away. But with a special someone,we seem to have a choice,for one of us has made an impact on the other, and our memories will live forever. This is what we call love, Just you and me.
A Poem I Wrote!
My Everything... In your beautiful eyes, I get lost. I can not let go of you, no matter the cost. Till the day I die, or pass away, know that in your hands my heart will stay. It is yours to mold, however you choose, but please baby, never set it loose. One day, I promise I will make you my wife; to have and to hold the rest of my life. When we are together I hope the time slows, and our love for each other surely grows. I miss your laugh, your smile, and your grins, and those aren’t even any of the seven sins! When we embrace, it is hard to let you go, because of my heart- a fit it will throw. Through all of the times- both good and bad, I have never lost the feelings I’ve had. I love you woman with all of my heart: I knew it that day (in Wapak), right from the start. I’ve wiggled into places no one has ever before, and I promise never to hurt you by closing the door, You are my friend, my partner, and my life,
The taste of dew that sits pressing against the picturesque Daffodils The caress of the emerald blades that stroke my toes The early warmth of the sun that shines upon my face stroking ever- so gently in solace. Passion of the flames that spark and bounce within mid air. The striking of water that thrushes against the stone Anchored in time and weathered to perfection. Hues of pink and orange smear the heaven’s above. The sensual sunset that disappears below the waters deep. A canvas painted of gold, burgundy, coffee and citrus A crisp, yet gentle emotion of the wind upon my cheek. The first frost grazing upon the ground... like ice crystals spread amongst the trail. The stride of a deer flowing within the depths of a forest. The white outlines of snow that rest upon the branches of bare Birch trees. The bitter taste of frigid air pierces my lips as I inhale. Diamonds glitter upon the new fallen white that envelops the ground. The steam that escape
A Poem About Our Girlfriends.........
Someone will always be prettier. Some will always be smarter. Some of their houses will be bigger. Some will drive a better car. Their children will do better in school. And their husband will fix more things around the house. So let it go, and love you and your circumstances. Think about it! The prettiest woman in the world can have hell in her heart. And the most highly favored woman on your job may be unable to have children. And the richest woman you know, she's got the car, the house, the clothes.... might be lonely. And the word says, "If I have not Love, I am nothing." So, again, love you. Love who you are. Look in the mirror in the morning and smile and say, "I am too blessed to be stressed and too anointed, to be disappointed!" "Winners make things happen-- Losers let things happen." Be "blessed" ladies..... and pass this on to encourage another woman. "To the world you might be one person, but to the one person you just sent this to,
I Got Flowers Today (Dedicated to Battered Women) I got flowers today! It wasn't my birthday or any other special day. We had our first argument last night; And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt; I know that he is sorry and didn’t mean to say the things he said; Because he sent me flowers today. I got flowers today. It wasn't our anniversary or any other special day. Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me. It seemed like a nightmare. I couldn't believe that it was real. I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over. I know he must be sorry. Because he sent me flowers today. I got flowers today! It wasn’t our anniversary or any other special day; Last night he threw me into a wall and then started choking me; It seemed unreal, a nightmare, but you wake up from nightmares; And I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over—but I know he is sorry; Because he sent me flowers today. I got flowers today! And it wasn
A Poem For My Best Friend Allie
Best Friends are like Roses sisters are like Angels we are Guardin Angels We Watch over eachother & Has eachothers Back We Make eachother Laugh We feel eachothers Heartache We Smile when one Angel is Happy We Try To Keep The other from being sad Angels Like Me & Sisters Like You We stick Together & fight the world For when You Need a friend Ill lead You a Hand Pull You up when you fall down Dry your tears when your sad help You pick up your pieces when someone breaks Your heart I Am Always Here with Opening Arms & A warm Hug Dont forget To Call me up When You need someone to talk to Listen To You Or Hug You Find Me quick im Not a Minute apart Nor an Hour away Im right Next door for You Always Friends are like Roses We stick Together Till The end
Poem: Age Is A Reality
I sent a mesage but will they answer If they do, will they stay a while Getting older further away from my teens Are they really going to be that bothered Age is a reality I am polite,a reely good friend is what they say But they are never first to say hello Though One Hundred hellos a day are sent No one wants to be bothered Age is a reality Lovely looking ladies with hundreds of fans Not even trying as they can get what they want Ignoring whoever they please Throw back the small ones they are no good Age is a reality
Poem: The Haggis
The Haggis Whats a Haggis I hear you cry Not sure what to say but I will give it a try Is it an animal running over Mountain and hill Ducking and weaving not easy to kill Two legs long and two legs short its very fast It has lots of energy, look it just ran past Sadly the first verse was only in fun As the Haggis comes from Sheep which cannot run Its the stomach and Oatmeal and doesnt sound nice But served with Potatoes and Turnip take my advice Pour a wee Whiskey or two and enjoy what you eat For after two or three glasses the Haggis is a treat
and of all guys you will be the first I miss and of all guys I will remember your kiss guy of all guys this one is the only that can compare how I loved you how I loved to and how I loved to, I loved me but guy of all guys it was only temporary I wish you the best at whatever you do I will never swim in your eyes no matter how blue I thank you for changing my neurochemistry and look forward to the day another guy occupies my dreams
Cold The wind flows freely around me. I stand as the leaves rush along. The air is cool and makes me shiver. Sadness is trying to overcome and take my song. The days are getting shorter The seasons change too fast. Time slips away from me. I hope this doesn't last. As the coldness seeps into my being, I stand tall and don't break. I know this is only temporary, I just don't know how long it will take. The trees are slowly losing their cover, The wind is cooling the earth. Autumn spreads it's glory all around me Nature is getting ready for sleep before rebirth. The need of survival is strong. I cling to it's boldness and hope, To survive, I have to be wiser, To live with the coldness, or at least cope. ~~Darla~~
A Poem Of Hope
The hopeful liking of kind musicals. Aray of deep emotions of beauty and wits. Wonders of fun and trust. The meaning of fabulous is great and neat.. Awesome is having deep, wonderful marvels. Cute and kind are there too.. The great beauty beings of us.. By Jeannie There are 20 words I used to make this!! LOL
Poem For A Friend
My heart aches each moment we are apart. My body yearns for you to use it and be pleased by it. My soul wishes you to own it. My skin awaits your next touch. My ears anticipate your next command. My heart requests you approval and pride in me. My lips present themselves for your kiss. My eyes love to see you fill with pride when I do as you wish. My full person desires you to engulf me totally, making me a part of you, making me yours in every way today, tomorrow and always. I AM YOURS MASTER Written by Sweet Sultry Sub
Poem By Erin M. W
Your gifts are simple, tracing curves of skin, relaxing muscle;I follow you to a place I have never been,cherished, centered,balanced between your fingertips and my heart. I listen to your music and cling, fearing loss of these moments where life is simple. Our exs and children are hiding along with our checkbooks, while we rest in each other's arms and press into each others bodies as if our very bones could hear. How we belong together is as mysterious as the persecution of belief our respective grandparents survived. We are both fruits of their survival. What beliefs do we bear in our own dark times? Your gifts are simple,and all I need . By Erin M. W
Poems, Prose And Poetry
Whispers She Whispered, And the sun's fire quickened. She Whispered, And the seas answered. She Whispered, And the lands rose; And the mountains rose; And in the sky the moon rose. She Whispered, And there was life. She Whispered, And we were born. She Whispered, And we head her call. And we answered; And we rejoiced; And we sang; And we lived with Her. She Whispered, And we followed; She Whispered And fewer heard. She Whispered And some were hunted. And then some turned, And some fled, And some hid; And some died. She Whispered, And few heard. She Yelled, She Screamed, She cried, And still few heard. And then She was silent. And we stopped; And we listened; And we looked; And inside of us we found Her. And we listened very closely, And we heard Her whispering; And we Whispered back. And She sang, And we sang with Her. The Triple Goddess As the Maiden, I saw through your eyes as a child Spring rains, green forests, and animals wild! I s
Poem : Terry
Terry Your a little dog and yet you suffered For that I am Eternally sorry But your sleeping peacefully now You have your rest and no pain My tears believe me are of sorrow Yes a Vet had to end it I am so sorry but it had too be this way Believe me little dog it had to be like this But I just didnt want you to suffer so it had to be So sorry little doggy but it had to be So sorry there was no other way (In memmory of Terry who had to be put to sleep due to Luekemia who I have cried all night about
You know, Its pretty funny how one person Can change your life forever It could be the smallest of things But no matter what happens in your life You'll always look back on that one person And feel that same pain as before.
Beginning of The Punk Poet Saga My soul a sleeping child, let him rest. I am now finally seeing what is is to become a man, but of course the mind still questions. I stand on a threshold forced to decide between living for past loves or living life itself. Questioning what has been left behind, what is to be gained and what could have been. Always wandering. But isn't that life? A never ending stream of questions never to be answered. An enigma or rhetorical question if you will. Something never to be answered and thus the human quest for answers lives on. I now have to decide what is more important. Things that were or things that could be. And I watch myself steadily growing older with each passing day. Metamorphosing from a creature-like child to a serious yet curious young man starting out on a journey he could never understand. And I ask you this my friends, what makes a poem a poem? Mine may not change much or transition from questionnaire to answer sheet but I know this. It i
A Poem Of Remembrance
"The inquisitive mind of a child" Why are they selling poppies, Mummy? Selling poppies in town today. The poppies, child, are flowers of love. For the men who marched away. But why have they chosen a poppy, Mummy? Why not a beautiful rose? Because my child, men fought and died In the fields where the poppies grow. But why are the poppies so red, Mummy? Why are the poppies so red? Red is the colour of blood, my child. The blood that our soldiers shed. The heart of the poppy is black, Mummy. Why does it have to be black? Black, my child, is the symbol of grief. For the men who never came back. But why, Mummy are you crying so? Your tears are giving you pain. My tears are my fears for you my child. For the world is forgetting again
A Poem
A Daddy Daughter Poem Daddy: Honey what do you want to be when you grow up? Daughter: What if i wanna be a Butterfly? Daddy: You would be the most beautiful butterfly to ever flutter from flower to flower. Daughter: What if i wanna be a firefly? Daddy: You would be the brightest firefly in the meadow. Daughter: What if i wanted to be a bumblebee? Daddy: You would be the busiest bumblebee in the whole hive. Daughter: What if i wanted to be a songbird? Daddy: You would be the best songbird singer in the nest. Daughter: What if i wanted to be an angelfish? Daddy: You would be the most graceful angelfish in the ocean. Daughter: What if i wanted to be your little girl forever. Daddy: You would be the best, most beautiful, wonderful little girl in the while world.
POEMS POEMS BY GELS I WILL I will..Be your lover, I will..Be your friend, I will..Show you love, I will..Until the end. I will..Stand beside you, I will..Never walk out, I will..Be all yours, I will..Without a doubt. I will..Cherish your love, I will..Hold your hand, I will..Always be true, I will..Take this man. I will..Make you smile, I will..Be your wife, I will..Always love you, I will..Fulfill your life. Two words you can say, to make my heart stand still, In the house of the Lord, the words would be...I WILL! MOMMY'S ANGEL It's been several years ago today, Since the Lord took My Angel away. I'll never hear your cry, or see your smiling face, For now you've gone home, to rest in God's place. You're not in my arms, but forever in my heart, Not even death, could tear Mother and Daughter apart. I can only bring you flowers, knealing beside
u always thought i was mean but u havent seen nothing yet the pain u will feel in the end i'll have u to where u cant scream everywhich way u turn u will see my face the sweetness in my touch is what ur body will yearn but all u get is darkness from my eyes its nothing but u, u that i despise i want u to feel the hurt and pain that ive felt for so many years u will never make it out alive remember this is my domain to feel the razors running down ur back gives me deep sweet pleasure the sounds of ur screams but this hatred wont crack im only giving u a touch of my pain ur body can only handle so much but i want u to feel it all, all in just one touch no one can hear ur screams my pleasure is ur pain so just remember before its over i already told u this is my domain written by:sassy redhead
Me gusta como la luna ilumina tu cuerpo en la noche Me despierto de mi sueno para ver si existes de verdad Cuando te toco siento un gran amor y te beso lentamente para no despertarte Despiertas y tus ojos brillan como las estrellas Ante tu cara iluminada por el sol nos abrazamos bien apretados para que la sensibilidad nunca muera Te queiro, te amo, te necesito Tu eres mi todo Tu eres MI AMOR
A warm sensation fills my body My heart races with every touch The softness of your voice soothes My soul As I lay there hoping the moment Will never end Calling out for you Praying that you'll never let me go The sensation so strong I can no longer feel my body Slowly I fade in and out of reality In an instant the warm sensation Fades away My heart empty My soul torn apart Lying there; wondering where I went Wrong Calling out for you, only to find there is no answer My mind invaded with thoughts So cruel and unrefined The sensation of fear of what's to come Slowly the reality over powering The lust and fantasy Leaving me empty Confused on how to think or feel The loneliness I feel So wretched and compelled Betrayal to myself Revealing the terrors of my love
A Poem To All My Friend's Onlc
The weave of romance, friendship and love Always alive, moving with the two Their hopes and sharing The strength and warmth Each can give Each can be free And then the play unfolds When each can Live for the other Nurturing and inspiring Only the problems unforgiven Could end . . . The rainbows and real fun The times outdoor and flush With each other and breezes The light fills both lives A beach is the edge of their one heart The sky the cover of the naked Excitement and delight In giving Giving Giving If it isn't giving It isn't living
as i sit in my own little world, i wonder were i went wrong, was it me that made you move away, or was it because you need a break, it can't be me i say to myself, cause i have done nothing wrong. it must have been something else, i try to figure it out, but nothing comes to mind. so it must be for the best, cause that is the only reason, you would move away form me. you must have found someone eles, to share a life with and be happy with. you msut first beable to leave me behind, and start something new and different. but i know that you will always behere in my heart and in my mind fore i will never forget the friend i had and will never forget to good times that we shared and laughed about as i watch you diappear into the dark i hear a voice in my head i will never for get you for as long as i live and will always be with you in mind and soul. i hope that you guys enjoyed the poem cause this how i truly feel. and as the days get closer i will
" I Want You To Miss Me" There could be fog Or maybe just a mist And inexplicably I'll fade to white Vanish, and be gone Or it could be night And I'll be darkly dressed, Evading easy definition And as your eye's distracted By a falling leaf I'll merge with restless shadows And be gone Then you will discover What emptiness is A space so hollow Even its own walls are swallowed up A quality of missing So intense A lack, a lack Each hour more bottomless than the last Until your heart cries out, A howl of forfeiture But it will be nothing Ashen silence where I used to sing And deafness The howl must strike the right resonant frequency A wail that echoes all to the ends of time To fill the gaping void in whole, looping wavelengths From the well of your soul, such loneliness To make Siberian wolves hang heads for shame In their convivial packs Then, only then Might you detect my footprints, indistinct Marking the morning dew fall Perhaps glimpse a puff of b
Could you be the one for me? Could you be my find? Could it be, after all this time, Fate is going to be kind? Could you be the one for me, The one to help me forget The man that broke my heart, my soul The man that haunts me yet? You tell me that Im beautiful Something ive never heard But the one still lives here in my mind That couldnt spare a kind word Its going to be hard to forget And pick up the pieces he left Could you be the one to teach How to love again and forget? Could you be the one to come And mend my broken heart? Are you willing to piece together What another broke apart? It wont be an easy job you see My road has been long and rough And the heart that was once so soft Is now shut, locked, and tough But I can feel my heart open again Its opening for you Just come in and love me back Thats all you have to do I must ask you one small thing Before we kiss and part Please be nice and kind to me Im tired of broken hearts
A Poem
for my day began with you life took its first breath my vision cleared completely my true meaning is found for my love of you is complete for my soul mate is found our love shall stand the test of time giving new meaning and rhyme for your beauty is a beacon for me i shall never forget the first time
as i wave goodbye to you, my heart aches for you, fore my words have not done justice, my voice not loud enough. so i turn away with a tear in my eye, and i wipe it away ever so gently, i wish for you to be here with me, and to stay mine forever. but it's time i let you go, so you can grow and love another, there will be another day, when i can put my arms around you. so i wish you good luck, and hope that you get there safe, for i can wait another day to see you, till then i hope you the best.
Poem Form The Mind
to see life how it goes.. no sign of life 2 help me out the future is a way that can not be see when u think life is goin 2 be over the light of life brakes through.. now that i see the sign is clear i see that life is more clear life 4 me has not ended now i know wat i must do 2 see that light is in me now..
A Poem Called "when We Talk"
When we talk, Its like noone else is around, Day and night i think of you, Never will i be abel to stop, When I sleep, Your the last thought in my head, When I wake up, All I see or think about is you, I love you with all my heart and soul, I don't want to lose you, By anyone or anything, I don't want to lose you, To anyone or anything, When we talk, I feel strong and happy, But when we don't, I am weak and sad, I don't want anyone else, For you're the only one for me, That is my true love for you.
A Poem(written By My Boyfriends Brother-in-law For His Wife While Over Seas)
Roses are red and violets are blue Soon I will be,stuck between you Stuck I will stay for as long as I can Because for too long I've been using my hand I know that its been a long and hard road But soon we'll feel better when we both explode A massive explosion of orgasmic delight,will leave us exhausted and limp in the night But limp will not last but for a short time As we both recover with Corona and lime We'll admire each other as we lay in the nake And go at it again for my peckers sake We'll romp and we'll roll in a frenzy of lust Another orgasm,this you can trust As I squirt up inside of you a gallon of goo, Roses are red and my pecker is too!
A Poem
I said on my page when i wrote one i would put it here FIRST! *clears her throat* This is dedicated to someone off of my yahoo messenger list. He said some nasty comment to me so i just replied with this *clears her throat again* Roses are red, Violets are blue, Stop being such a douche it's not very becoming of you. *curtseys*
There's always something rare and special about a person that makes you feel good~~without even trying. There's something magical in a smile that talks. There's a lingering warmth of laughter that comes so easy that nothing else seems to matter. The ability to touch people without having to reach out~ A simple understanding of hearts. There's nothing more refreshing than coming across such a person in your life~ And nothing so appreciated as being able to call them your friend. Lynn Barnhardt There are some of you out there that can bring an instant smile to my face, you know who you are!(136)lol (my baby, he knows who he is). But each and everyone of you mean alot to me. Heather
Poem .. Pen Name Broken Sylence 2004
'Life of an Alcoholics Wife' Times like these , chest is tight, mind is spinning left and right He's been visiting his two best friends 'Jack and Bud' Makes me crazy ,makes me cry,wondering why I even fight Scared for no reason ,I've been told he'd not do anything Damage is already done , scars have run deep. Everyone that makes him Mad , I'm the catchers Mit. Can't do anything right ,can't do anything wrong , A Drunks Oxymoron Time doesn't heal all wounds ,as they say . The wounds I carry are years in the making . The only difference is they aren't for the world to see. I won't allow them to show ,these are my own battle scars I've got to be strong , I've got to stand firm ,even in my times of cowering My inner self screams to come out ,so sheltered I want to be me again ,I want to be free . So why do I allow these translucent chains to bind ? They've grown into my skin ,become a part of me in many ways . Trust is gone , leary of all ,watchful ,cautio
Poem I Wrote A While Ago
Dark Night My movements make no sound, My footsteps quick and light. I glide on down the darkened street, Accompanied by the night. Passing mortal strangers, Who look the other way. I'm intoxicated by their scent, These creatures are my prey. I stop beneath a street lamp, Where they can see my face. Seeing my unnatural skin, They soon quicken their pace. Their cowardess amuses me, Those eyes so full of fear. I throw my head back and laugh, For all of them to hear. Stepping form the light, I'm hidden by the dark. Continuing along my path, I reach a lonely park. Sitting on a wooden bench, A girl cries silently. Her face is streaked with salty tears, She fails to notice me. Her body shakes with sobs, But still I hear her beating heart, Within her chest it throbs. Slowly I approach her, Until I'm by her side. Admiring her tender cheeks, I see her tears have d
Tripped A Beauteous Down a winding pathway In a garden old Tripped a beauteous maiden But her heart was cold Came a prince to woo her Said he loved her true Maiden said he didn’t And so he ceased to woo Came a perfumed nobel Dropping on one knee Said his love was deeper Than the deepest sea But the whimsed maiden Said his love was dead And the perfumed nobel Accepted what she said Came a dashing stranger Took her off by force Said he’d make her love him And she did Of course... by Boyd Rice
Poem I Made With Him Lyrics
I crawl. Scorched by the shame I can't escape the wrath of my heart beating beating to our song Now it seems my faith is my lust lust for hell regained My love just dust in the hands of the shamed The suicide of love took away all that matters but isn't love all that matters? My heart, turned to stone buried in an unmarked tomb But please, let me bleed let me bleed you my heart Let me lead you along this path in the dark Just hold me hold me like you hold onto life Love me Love me like you love the storm I paint you my soul but my soul is scarred Scarred with the things I have done wrong So now.... Now I take my life I take my life for your eternal kiss
black rose falls on the ground covered in blood from my veins. as the knife falls. i slip as i lye there covered in blood as the rose hits ur cheek. do u care as u feel the rose upon ur face. as i grab the rose the thorns brings more bleed. as i lye there my site fades thou black as u watch and cry. Jeff L Claybourn Copyright ©2006 Jeff L Claybourn Death O Y Death o why do u want me? Y don't u want sum1 else? What's so special about me that u cant find in others? O y do u care so much for me when u no others more? Y shell u haunt me? U show me the violent past of other deaths? Y don't u listen 2 me when I say stop? Y don't u let love though Ur dark ways of killing? Y should I put up with Ur stuff? Killing is it a game 2 u? Jeff Claybourn Copyright ©2006 Jeff L Claybourn Eyes So freaky. So weird. All ways shining their way. Y should we close our eyes. 2 cover the shine so bright it shines thou the covers. As they r th
A Poem Slow Dance
> > > This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer. > > > She wants to see how many people get her poem. > > > It is quite the poem. Please pass it on. > > > This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York >Hospital. > > > It was sent by a medical doctor. > > > Make sure to read what is in the closing statement AFTER THE POEM. > > > > SLOW DANCE > > Have you ever watched kids > > > On a merry-go-round? > > > Or listened to the rain > > > Slapping on the ground? > > > Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight? > > > Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? > > > You better slow down. > > > Don't dance so fast. > > > Time is short. > > > The music won't last. > > > Do you run through each day > > > On the fly? > > > When you ask How are you? > > > Do you hear the reply? > > > When the day is done ! > > > Do you lie in your bed > > > With the next hundred chores > > > Running through your
A Poem I Wrote Called "she"
A poem I wrote called "SHE" I wrote this when I was feeling down. SHE She tires of the way she is treated. She longs for the days of before. She cries for the lost love she never had. She treads lightly along the path leading nowhere. She hugs herself and wallows in her self-pity. She watches the world around her pass by. She is an outsider among a world of those who snub her and her beliefs. She throws herself on the mercy of God. She wants to end her life, as no one will miss her. She has nothing to offer to herself or to anyone. She is lost among the stars of which she will never be a part. She is in agony over her life as it is. She cannot fathom peace or love, as she is deaf and dumb to the world around her, and they are to her the same. She will never know what it's like to lose something she never had. She only has her naked self to present to no one but God. She end's her life of suffering and pain, and un-love, only to find that she is loved. She is, lo
Poem By "kenny"
Love is feeling another persons pain. Never an agreement and never in vain. Love is putting someone else's needs in front of your own. It's the most amazing concept mankind has ever known. Love is knowing when to walk away. It's also the only reason you need to stay. Love is why it hurts so badto be alone at night. It's why we hug,kiss,and even why we fight. Love is to blame for every broken heart. Also behind every tear we cry. That same sweet emotion can make you want to die
A Poem
here is a poem that I wanted to share I have a lot more but do not have them at this time I will share them when I get them back from my cousin. Sorrow Copy write of Trina Jensen Tears of sorrow downward flowfrom deep with in my very soul. My heart aches with sorrow from the things my eyes behold. Sold your very soul for the devilish thing that bag holds. Oh the sorrow thats deep inside my very soul Tears of sorrow downward flow that bag you hold has withered your very soul. I see your children hungry for food. Every dime you have spent on that devilish bag you hold. Tell me what do you have to show from that devilish thing that has taken your very soul. Your children have no parent to guide them .Tears of sorrow down ward flow. The baby is crying though your ears hear nothing as you sleep away the high you are partaken in. The oldest caring for the babies only 6 years of agea baby taking care of babies. Tears of sorrow down ward flow They cry cuz they are hu
A Poem That I Wrote
The one that got away was the best person there was he made me happy he made me feel so alive but that one sad day came to soon i did it again i screwed it up, he didn't want me anymore so there i was stuck i didn't know what to do i didn't know what to say but all i knew is i wasn't ready for that day i wish that time would go back to all the happy times that were spent the time that i had fun and was glad but all i know now is that i am to sad i was so happy with him i thought that he was the one but all i could do is have no fun i stayed in my room for that past few days thinking what i could do to tear him away but i don't know what to do besides cry everyday i think of him often and wished it never happen all i know is that i will never be happy without him
i think I love him... I cant stop thinking about his lips touching my dying need for his kiss I cant stop thinking how nice it would be to hold him in my arms I wish he was mine I wish I could put him in a little chocolate box and eat him up let him melt down my throat mmmmm so wonderful this feeling I cant really describe it Its a burning flame in my spine Its a desire to be loved like I should I think I love him
A Poem...."that Feeling"
That Feeling By:Mally The feel of your hands running over my breasts you kissing on my neck with those soft lips the way my heart was skipping as you pulled me closer the sensation I felt as you inserted your finger into my soft moist spot The moaning and squirming you were doing as I went down on you the gentleness of your nibbles on my oh so sensitve nipples the shivers up my spine as you ran your hand over my body from head to toe the passion in your kiss as you held my hands down the tenderness I felt as you held me close the feeling of finally becoming one you in me, me in you my wish has now come true the wish to give you all of me and what I have to offer the feeling that you are loved and that I as well am loved the feeling of you inside of me letting our passion fly the biting of my lip as you thrust yourself deep inside the screams out of my mouth as I slowly let the juice flow the smile on my face as you go down and lick them up the throbbing of wanti
A Poem To My Deceased But Never Forgotten Daughter
MEMORIES The questions I ask, The pain that I feel, The days with you, And the days after you. Its hard to sleep, Its hard not to cry, Its hard to see the pain So deep in my eyes. The memories of you, The questions running through my head, The day you made me a father, The day you made me a man. My heart you made, My soul you touched, Nothing would prepare me For the pain that would soon arise. The tears that you made, The laughs that we had, The pain that I felt, Everyday of our lives. The morning laughs, The afternoon naps, The midnight runs, And the goodnight kisses. The morning fight, The deep breaths you took, The ride to grandmas, The phone call that changed it all. The memories that run through my head, The pain that I felt, The news that changed my life, The news that your gone. The floor that I hit, The tears that I cried, The heart you made, Was now by your side. The questions I ask, Your place I would trade,
Poem From Before I Left Michigan
I've posted this elsewhere, but not at LC yet. Hope you enjoy... please feel free to comment!: I have been trying for four nights to describe the trees night Lansing sky my back porch to speak in poetry exactly how it feels cliches of filigree and dark arms and trying to say "pink" using any words other than "pink" metaphors completely out of my reach like... see? Like metaphors. brisk, lazy, real like the scene outside my backdoor every night An explanation is needed because I am this night, and hundreds before they have soaked into my skin freckles pieces of sky flecked on the star of my body but that's not what I meant to say. "rose"? this back porch these trees that sky which is different in every city every stop different air and the stars change They do. I would soak up the dark and not be bright shining oblivion and relief from the All that I feel Everthing standing and observing but mostly becoming. "blush"? My bed is behind th
You go away to a far away land Your always there with a helping hand You fight for people you will never meet You fight for people who have the power seat You leave your love ones at home alone You hope and pray you can get to a phone You see things but you will never tell You tell your love ones you are doing well You have a job that has to get done You are a MARINE GET SOME by bratt thank you guys from the bottem of my heart
Fury accompanies what little is futile in a fertile land of fertile stones, wrought in the fashion of old kings bent on providing a bounteous future for their unbound cattle made of bottomless greed and insatiable hunger-- in the style of him which will forever tinge what little can be with less-- that flocked and flanked the sanity that encompassed the people's hearts, what little could be accredited to sorrow was left up to the hands of bounteous bludgeons, such as one could find in the hands of a killer whose life has been threatened by the Merciful-- the ones who carry Light in their hearts and have sought Beauty over gore-- offering their ever-growing Love to his soul, which stares blindly downward, where his grave should be forgotten, since his life has been meaningless and his Love Empty, full of a deep Void as was once written in a forgotten tongue that spoke valiantly of what could be offered by an extended hand and a heartfelt grin of desperation tha
A Single Crow Thump, thump, thump a voice that is comeing from the door. Thump, thump, thump can't you hear the voices in the storm. Reaching over, a mind hiding in the dark. From the shadows moveing as an ark. The rain falling fear sly in the cold frosted air. Drip, drip, drip, is moveing without a care. This is what has entered the mind through the safty that was left behind. The screams of a crow, that will never adore. Thump, thump, thump this pounding heard upon the door. Could there be something more? Not knowing what has been said to bother what has been lied dead. Thump, thump, thump over and over with nothing done. With this crow that has a deafly moan. Luring a swarm like a plague in the wind, with this pain that never ends. For they since what no one knows. If it wasn't for the eyes of the crows. With a sent of death that reaks the air. Is it something that one should dare. Driveing a mans mind to go over the ledge, its all in the head of a man tha
Darkness A blackened page burns the mind as demons of every size crash upon the stones in a forgotten mine... Beauty sits upon a throne of bones as it grotesquely rots away mindless of its fate laughing at the screams of the innocent as they fall below... Where is the silence of peace... What has become of that what once was gentile... Why has the light of hope faded... Who will come and save the broken and down troden?
A Poem That I Wrote For My Mom That Is Very Ill In The Hospital
A Sonnet for My Incomparable Mother I often contemplate my childhood, Mom. I am a mother now, and so I know Hard work is mixed together with the fun; You learned that when you raised me long ago. I think of all the things you gave to me: Sacrifice, devotion, love and tears, Your heart, your mind, your energy and soul-- All these you spent on me throughout the years. You loved me with a never-failing love You gave me strength and sweet security, And then you did the hardest thing of all: You let me separate and set me free. Every day, I try my best to be A mother like the mom you were to me.
“Stone Angel” Everyday she walks the same path, Through the trees... across the stream, To a clearing with a solitary figure, She stops and looks, the figure breaks her heart Kneeling so alone upon fallen knee, Wings torn, The stone angel has lost his silent war, So he was left to die, Turned to stone by the night's dark sky, Arms held out as if awaiting a tender embrace, A cold, dark tear upon his face. She moves within an inch, As if she found a sudden hitch, Warm loving arms envelope his angelic shoulders, A tear falls to his face, Suddenly there is movement, His frozen tear falls, Torn wings arch and heal, become whole, Frozen arms move around the girl who saved him, His features held for so long move... Eyes open to look apon this mortal who ended his silent war with love. He holds her, wings move to envelop them both. She cries long tears that come for the angel who now falls in pain, His stone
Uhm This is a poem, That I wrote awhile ago. There's A Girl I used to know. There's a girl I used to know She hid all her pain Behind a fake smile I'm suprised she hadnt gone insane. There's a girl I used to know Acting like everything was fine She went to school,head up high Even though everyone was acted so unkind. There's a girl I used to know People Called her ugly She simply ignored them Though the mean comments hurt her completly. There's A Girl I used to know She starved herself all day Trying to be skinny For forgetting her health she did pay. There's a girl I used to know. Because She was me,long ago. I've learned an important lesson Don't let anyone get to you Be true to yourself And your dreams will come true.
This is a True Story THROUGH DANNYS EYES By Flo Hart Ten years ago I met them, while on a trip out west, As I neared the station Homestead looking forward to a rest, And a cool drink with the owner, or just a cup of tea, When suddenly! Two lads appeared; they scared the daylights out of me. I guessed their ages were the same, maybe eight or nine, So I stopped the car beside them where one he gave the sign. His hair and skin was black as coal, but he gave a pearly grin, Said, If youre heading for the station house, mind if we hop in? He quickly opened up the door, and said, Hi! My name is Danny. My friend, his name is Emmanuel, but most folk call him Manney. A tall, slender, fair skin lad held out his hand to me, And as I gazed into his face, I knew he could not see. Pleased to meet you boys, I said, Why dont you call me Fred, Dan said hi
Poem For My Dom Aka Daddy From Smb
Walking hand and hand feeling you there when i need to make a stand to have you help with all of life's demands kneeling and obeying your every command
My thoughts are with you tonight although we are miles apart the distance only embeds my love for you deep within my lonely heart To understand this feeling that I can not ask you to do however, please have compassion for me and this love I have for you My sadness is for not being near enough to prove this is real yet a feeling of happiness for knowing that one day I will get to share with you the tenderness I feel As I lay here my body aches for your nearness I long for the sound of your voice and the touch of your skin next to mine Just to see your face and to feel your warm embrace would take away all that time has given and make this life of mine worth living again...
She loved him, She thought he felt the same, They had a baby, They got to close. He said they needed time apart, She still loves him, She wants him back, She said he deserved a second chance, She said he'll be back.
Poems I Wrote
Before I met you, I was badly hurt from relationships that fell apart, I didn't wanna live no more I just wanted an end, I thought nothing could cure me, My heart would never mend. You walked into my problems and made them go away, I didn't wanna be with you, 'Cause I thought you'd hurt me someday. I gave you a chance to see if that was true, But something was different and you were something new. Now, I know what your love is truly about, your sweet, honest, and loveable, something I can't live without. I hope that this love will last, Because you know I'll always love you, I hope we'll never part, because I know you love me too... Your love inspires me. Your love completes me. Your love makes me want to be a better person. Your love makes me want to climb mountains. Your love makes me want to cross seas. Your love makes me want you closer to me. Your love is what makes me go on. Your love is what gives my heart a song. Your love is the reaso
Poem) All That's Left
I'm sorry that I hurt you or caused you any pain The thought of ever losing you has me locked beneath the rain The words that are left unspoken will never once be read The feelings will be left behind in painful shades of red The tears that fall from bone dry eyes More crimson than blood red that stream from silent cries A broken heart can't soothe the pain from a love that once was stole drawn from wounds of frozen glass Can never make it whole The dove's are crying in their sweet song that never will be heard only when you fall that hard Can you ever hear the bird Sitting alone and dreaming of gates of hell But all you're left with in the end is feeling worthless in dire straits Apologies are worthless when it comes down to the end But I can say " I Love You " this is all that is left to send..... Written By: Darkangelevilluv4u
Thunder Dance Listen, sssssh, can you hear. In the distance the low soft beat of his drum. He is coming, he is coming, Brother Thunder is coming his drum beats are getting stronger. Look a brilliant arrow split the darkened sky, Brother Lightning has joined Thunder. But who is this that causes the trees and bushes to sway as her skirts brush past, ahhh it's Sister Wind. Her dance takes her high in the trees an now down to the ground, she circles me and I lift my arm an join her in the dance. Round an round ever faster we dance, but we slow at the approach of the sound of tiny steps and cooling presence of Sister Rain. Now Brother Thunder's drum is slowing as be moves to share his dance, an Brother Lightning's arrow light the way, and now Sister Wind moves along with our Brothers, leaving Sister Rain to cool the fever of the dance and give freshness to the Earth. MAB(aka Willow)
You have a smile that lights the world, Shining from within, Breaking out between the clouds That form the skin of self. Lucky we, to live nearby That unpretentious sun, To share its fire, to feel its love, To know its warmth so well. Just as the sun's sweet liquid joy Is captured in the wine, So with us your happiness Is captured in our lives
Poem I Wrote
I LOVE YOU I loved you but you had to go, I asked you why but you didn't know. You said you would be back someday, And all i could do was say ok. Now your gone and i'm still here, And all i have is just this tear. The tear that fell when you left me, For the man i could never be. He had the looks, the job, the money, When people saw me they said i looked funny. I loved you more than this other guy, And if i can't have you i think i might die. But before i die theres something i must do, And thats to say I LOVE YOU.
Poem For 9/11.......
IF I KNEW If I knew it would be the last time That I'd see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep. If I knew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door, I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise, I would video tape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day. If I knew it would be the last time,! I could spare an extra minute to stop and say "I love you," instead of assuming you would KNOW I do. If I knew it would be the last time I would be there to share your day, Well I'm sure you'll have so many more, so I can let just this one slip away. For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight, and we always get a second chance to make everything just right. There will l always be another day to say "I love you," And certainly there's another chance to say
God’s gift to me God spoke to me one day and said “take a walk with me,” “There is a truly wonderful and beautiful person I want you to see.” As we walked he told me so many great and wondrous things, About love, honesty and trust and the joy it brings. After all this he showed me a woman, who was just so beautiful, Who was strong, independent and God fearing, who knew? He said, “She has a few cuts, bruises and scrapes on her heart,” “And through all the damage there is still light shining through the dark.” He told me she had hopes, dreams and aspirations in life, He also said, “Any man with you would be proud to call you their wife.” He told me you were compassionate, caring and full of love, Why wouldn’t you be a child of God sent from up above. So I turned and asked God, “Why have you shown me this,” I just couldn’t understand why but here is the real twist. God said, “I promised you forgiveness for all your sins,” “I’ve been there for every loss and gave you ev
Single parent Every day you are tired and worn, Day after day your emotions are torn. You work hard to provide another meal, Wondering how you made it this far “can I deal?” Days seem longer and time goes slow, You wonder; how much further can you really go? Your feet ache and your back is sore, You wish you didn’t have to do it anymore. You push and push and sometimes get nowhere, And then you feel like no one cares. Then this sudden beam of hope and light, You open the door at the end of the night. Welcoming you like a brand new surprise, These beautiful and yet inquisitive eyes. This life that depends solely on you, To eat sleep and tie their shoes. To brush their teeth and their hair, To show them how much you care. To teach them all they need to know, To help them get strong smart and grow. Everything you do is just for them, The precious smile satisfaction again and again. So wake up just one more day, So you can make for them a better way. I bet you
A crush What if I told you I had a simple crush? That during the day I thought of you so much. I can’t wait to hear from you day after day, The little things and kind words you say. Your simple words filling my ear, Wishing that it would always be here. You beautiful smile waking my heart, Brining me joy from the very start. Your eyes look through me do you know, The feelings I have I will never show. I sit quiet so you can not see, All the emotions built up in me. My heart races and palms sweat, What is your name damn I forget? I can’t keep just a simple thought, Why fight these feelings I have fought. Ok I guess it is now or never, Let me say hi or I might loose this chance forever. By: Mario A. Pinder
Forbidden love A love like this that should never be, These wonderful feelings between you and me. What people might feel is taboo, But I can no longer hide these feelings from you. I cannot hold all of this inside, The person I love I will confide. All this love that I truly feel, Please believe me all of this is real. I just hope my love won’t be rejected, Or even tossed aside or even neglected. I have truly loved you for so long, And I just can’t find fault or wrong. A woman in my eyes so loving and perfect, Even if you feel it is wrong I feel it is worth it. You quench my knowledge and hearts desires, Someone I look up to and even more admire. Love I feel that could be so much more, But it is up to you to open the door. Am I truly asking for too much? To feel the softness of your loving touch. You are everything I ever hoped for, A woman who’s heart I truly adore. Sensitive and demure, Sometimes just a little impure. These is why I love you so, Deep in
Have you ever? Have you ever had someone you loved? Dreamed of, adored or even thought of. During the day you think of the now and then, At night dreams become thoughts that never end. You hear them with words so sweet, And tones that make your knees week. Wishing you could be in their embrace, Seeing the precious smile on their face. Wanting them to never go away, Wanting their love and affections to never stray. Holding hands in the park, Sharing love within your heart. Spending time you really can’t spend, Lending time you really can’t lend. All the things we do for so much more, Hoping that love is the ultimate score. Once is always better than never, But let me ask you have you ever. Mario A. Pinder
How can I? How can I live with all this pain in my heart? It wasn’t there a while ago or from the start. I used to hold my head high and full of pride, How can you take it from me you let it die? I can’t believe the pain you put me through, In the end was it worth all that to do. Promises made you knew you wouldn’t keep, Then you wonder why I tossed in my sleep. You played with my heart and now it’s lost, All my feelings in the trash you tossed. So you thought I would just roll over and beg, When you played games and toyed with my head. You were the one that pushed me away, Did you think I was going to want to stay? You weren’t even willing to really try, So in the end how can I? By: Mario Pinder
I quit Good bye cigarettes my buddy and good old friend, It is sad to say that today has to be the end. You’ve been with me through happy bad and rough, You made simple chores like walking up stairs tough. You mellowed me when I needed to relax, But you’re giving me heart disease these are the facts. You were my support my lifeline and crutch, I have been doing this so long enough is enough. I will beak our friendship and all that we had, Because being with you is worse than bad. I want to breathe again run and live, I don’t want the emphysema and problems you give. So one last good bye I say to you, Sorry cigarettes but our time is through. By: Mario Pinder
I Tried. I tried to love you as no other man could, I did my best to love you where others should. My heart was held out to you so you would see, What loving a woman is meant to be. Attention and love I give to you, Love, comfort and trust are there for you too. I may not be as handsome as a movie star, I may not be rich with a brand new car. I am the man that can love you more than you know, The man who loves you in only the ways I can show. Your love in return is the breath that I breathe, Do you finally realize that you are all that I need? I have given more of myself than anyone would, And I will continue to give as a man like me could. With all these words know I never lied, And even though you might never hear me I tried. By: Mario A. Pinder
I want your love I want your love in so many ways, I want your love so many times a day. I want to taste the love off your lips, I want to feel your love from my toes to my hips. I want you love anytime and anywhere, To hell with all the people who stare. I want your love all over me, I need your love to never leave. I want your love all of the time, I want your love to be only mine. I want your love and nothing more, I want you love from the ceiling to the floor. I just want you love is that so wrong, When you feel a love like this so strong. Mario A. Pinder
Love letter You want me as I want you, All these feelings are definitely new. Passions grow and we feel the urge. Bodies tingle we are on the verge. Something new we have never done before, As our clothes drop to the floor. Open to each other heart and soul, All is said but nothing told. I rub your back and kiss your lips, Caress your thighs and lick you hips. I kiss you from inch to inch, As you giggle your body begins to flinch. We move to the beat of a different drum, Until we give in to passions of one. Hour after hour when our bodies met, The sheets all sticky and wet. You lean over and share a kiss, You show me the true meaning of bliss. Can this love get any better? Signed yours truly on this love letter. Mario A. Pinder
Because I love you Baby you know that I really love you, As sure as the sky and oceans are blue, My feelings for you are always true. With every passing day I love you more, My heart is yours right down to the core. I’d give my last breath if it were your wish, You are my angel my very precious gift. I live my days, nights just to see you smile, Even a minute seems like a very long while. To hold your hand is such a pleasure, Holding you tight like a priceless treasure. You are my sanity in a world so insane, As your tender lips take and ease my pain. Salvation is what your name means to me, By your side is where I always want to be. My love for you will always be, It is as true and plain to see, How much you really mean to me. I will never forget when you opened my eyes, Your love, support was there to my surprise. You blessed my life with all that was lost, I had to hold and protect you at any cost. You made me see the truth I kept in my heart, I coul
Please stay. Do I deserve you or deserve your love? The question I ask as I stare at the skies above. I feel like I am lost in your soul in your eyes, The fullness of your lips or the taste of your thighs. The touch of your soft and subtle skin, Or is it just all of you or just everything? I fall into your kiss and get lost in paradise, How would I know that real love could be so nice? I loose myself in your entrancing stare, Then the world melts and it is you standing there. I am possessed with passion smitten by you, Love my breath of life what can I do? I feel lost without your simple touch, Never have I loved someone so much. You have taken my heart, my pain, Given me sunshine when there was only rain. Falling for you more day after day after day, Please my love promise you will always stay. By: Mario Pinder
My love for you I cannot give you all the finer things, Trips to the Rivera or diamond rings. Priceless gifts I would love o share, Expensive gifts to show how much I care. I can’t give you an expensive house or fancy cars, I can’t afford fancy dinners among you favorite stars. All the wonderful things money can get or buy, Hopefully one day I can and will supply. Wishing I could provide all the things you deserve, From pedicures and manicures to people who serve. All the finer things your heart could ever desire, To even the smallest thing you would admire. But now a leaky roof is all I have, A few trinkets and some tattered rags. A few dollars for us to make it through, To buy groceries and necessities too. All I can give to you is my love inside, The emotions I have that are too hard to hide. I’d give my all and even my last dollar to you, To show my love for you through and through. Mario A. Pinder
Since I met you Since I met you nothing has been the same, Hell I can’t even remember my own name. Is it sweetie, baby, honey or whatever you like? Whatever you call me it is sure to excite. All the emotions I have deep inside, These feelings I have I really can’t hide. You have truly touched my mind, body and soul, You mended this lonely heat with a big hole. Giving me a reason to once again breathe and live, To offer what a man like me has to give. You are my love, my all, my friend, I give you my heart from now till the end. Tell me what to do so I can make you smile, Tell me how I can get you to sit and chat for a while. Believe me when I tell you the sky is blue, But it is only that way since I met you. By: Mario A. Pinder
Madly in love What do you do when you’re in love, You pray to the heavens and skies above. What do you do when you’re in pain, You cry out your eyes in the pouring rain. Being without you is worlds apart, Falling for you right from the start. You give yourself to a special someone, Loving them is having all the fun. Giving them all you have to give, Loving them with each breath you live. Emotions so hard to hide, Felling them in your heart so deep inside. Knowing your love is always there, Special ways showing how much you care. Moments shared with meticulous passion, Shown in every shape, form, and fashion. I’d give my all, I’d give the air I breathe, Because you are everything I would ever need. Love so deep it is unspoken, Never needing reassurance or a token. Pure in every sense of the word, Special that has yet to be heard. I’d give my all to show this is true, That I am madly in love with you. Mario A. Pinder
Until I met you You are my life, my dreams my fantasy, And so much more, the better part of me. My breath, my life and my whole soul, Even more that can not ever be told. I want to tell you so much but loose the words, I want to provide everything you deserve. Happiness I never thought I could find, Love with security and peace of mind. I’ve been hurt way too many times before, But your love has been the only cure. I never thought that it could be this way, Finding someone whose love will stay. Love as soft as the touch of morning dew, Feelings so deep truly existing I never knew. But in the end only one thing is true, I never knew real love until I met you. By: Mario A. Pinder
Until I met you You are my life, my dreams my fantasy, And so much more, the better part of me. My breath, my life and my whole soul, Even more that can not ever be told. I want to tell you so much but loose the words, I want to provide everything you deserve. Happiness I never thought I could find, Love with security and peace of mind. I’ve been hurt way too many times before, But your love has been the only cure. I never thought that it could be this way, Finding someone whose love will stay. Love as soft as the touch of morning dew, Feelings so deep truly existing I never knew. But in the end only one thing is true, I never knew real love until I met you. By: Mario A. Pinder
What if? What if I could be that man? To hold you and walk hand in hand? What if I wanted to make you smile? Or just sit with you and talk a while. What if I wanted to be there to wipe your tears? Would you let me hold you to take away all your fears? What if I wanted to be a good man for you? To let you know all my feelings are true. What if I wanted to paint a picture with you and me? Would you know that it was just meant to be? What if I can ease your mind, body and soul? Will you tell me secrets that were never told? What if I want my love to keep you warm? Keep you away from all the worlds harm. What if I could do all these things? Would you finally know how much joy you bring? Now I have asked you all I possibly could, So now I ask what if we would? By: Mario A. Pinder
Poems I Wrote Not The Best But I Like Them
ok some how my poem's got deleted so now i have to retype them in here sorry people number one this is called the vibe i get when im with you up and down that lonely road of faith i ve been there but now im in your arms i feel free i feel free like i can flyinto the sky and be free like a bird floating on the air waves of the sky number 2 the hold as you hold me in your arms it lets you know theres nothing in this worlds that will hold me donw or stop me from loveing you not god nore the world ending will stop my heart from beating for yours number 3 this one is called each other once as i hold you i let you know how i feel about you by exspressing my feelings in the way i hold you as you hold my hand it shows you ill never leave your side when we look into each others eyes we can tell what each other is thinking we know when each other is sad or shy we can tell when each other is happy by the exspressions on each others faces and the glare that shin
A Poem By Me
as the rose blooms out to reveal the secret that it holds securely inside. its lush petalsbloom to show off the beauty and elegance that it did hide neither true friendship nor love know no boundaries as with such passion and desire nothing deeper, farther nor even higher one would travel the world inch by inch, mile by mile to only look into the eyes of the onethat has their own way to make them smile seeing much more deeper than a wanton desire with overwhelming lust looking into someones eyes , seeing deep heartfelt emotion with complete unconditional trust as diligent as the rose swaying from the swift , gusting wind
Poem I Wrote: Title: Little White Lies
Little white lies Which mean no harm Cut like a knife Dragged over an arm Trying to hide The truth from the lies But your cloud of deceit Darken the skies Slowly losing Grasp of your mind Fading and twisted And battered by time Hollow and empty The thoughts you may have Mean nothing to anyone Whom you may haved loved Fearful regretting Of everything past Leaves lingering whispers Of which never last Blinded and stolen The light you once found Your head in the sky But your face in the ground
My worst fear in life is that I will finally break, that there won't be any more smiles that I can fake. That everyone will finally see the chaos that rages within and the downward spiral will finally begin. I've worn this imaginary armor for far to long, I've portrayed this illusion beyond when the real smiles were gone. I do it for the world I don't need your sympatric hands; I do it for myself I may be broken but my soul still stands. I've fought the wars of life and love and my battle rages on, I'll wear my mask of courage long after it's really gone. I have fallen to my knees but you've never seen me fall, I've cried tears of pain even though they were tears you never saw. I've trekked the never ending mountain and I'm still driving on, Even if it's with unsure feet like a new born learning fawn. My worst fear in life is that I will finally break, when I can't hide it all and I run out of smiles I can fake. Who are you to judge my way? You are not the go
A Poem I Wrote For A Friend Who's Husband Is Over Sea's!!!!! Title: My Hero
My hero is a different type, he's just your average Joe; He's not in any comic book, movie or sports show. He's not a millionaire, though I'm rich beyond my dreams; The simple things in life are his treasures, the more simple the better it seems. He does'nt wear a cape to fly, though he soars all through my heart; No X-ray vision or laser beams, he can't pull chains apart. No gadet belt to save the day, nor armor-plated clothing; He's plain and simple, made for me, for it's my soul he's holding. My hero is a gifted father, he would give them all his life; How blessed I was when we were wed and I became his wife. Angel is his name for me, though truly it is he; He came down from the heavens, my soul mate, meant to be. Airman, Father, Husband, Friend, Son and also Brother; Many hats he has to wear, if asked, he'd wear another. He proudly serves his country with honor and with duty; All the ribbons on his chest can't begin to show his beauty. By his sid
Poem I Wrote 9/06
All this pain is surrounding me, A pain I can't explain, Why can't I just get over you? Why won't it just go away? I can still feel my heart break, It's worse when I think of you, I wish I could just move on, Start over brand new. It's hard to see me without you, I wonder what I did wrong, I wish I could go back and fix everything, But now I'm stuck, crying over depressing songs. I feel saddened not knowing, I get angry know your love was a lie, How I wish I could just end this chapter, Just spread my wings and fly. I want to push you out of my memories, Forget you exist, What lesson am I suppose to learn? I wished we never shared that first kiss. It would have been easier if you didn't make me fall for you, But you led me to believe your lies and let me get in deep, This place in which you put me is filled with all my tears, These painful feelings are something I've always feared. I pray one day I'll believe a man when he says he loves me, But beca
A Poem I Needed To Write About Mikey's Death
never never did i see the coldness given to me by you making me numb Breaking inside this is not right tears staining my cheek as i fell to my knees Bloodstained hands held outward in plea for the sudden release that is forever denied me Your soul held to me a burden that chains me down In agony and sorrow An unforgiven death so young a smile so strong lifting our pained hearts A DREAM unfullfilled A cry to the winds with anger A question lingering WHY? Tears flow like a river A sorrow that stains a scar forever with all our memories And A Soul that will never Be Forgotten
A Poem For Girls
I shave my legs, I sit down to pee. And I can justify any shopping spree. Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon. I can get a massage without a hard-on. I can balance the checkbook, I can pump my own gas. Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass. My beauty's a masterpiece and yes, it takes long. At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong. I don't drive in circles, at any cost. And I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost. I never forget an important date. You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late. I don't watch movies with lots of gore. Don't need instant replay to remember the score. I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch. And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a bitch. Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her. In your dreams, my dear, I can do better! Flowers are okay, But jewelry's best. Look at me you idiot... Not at my chest???? I don't have a problem, With Expressing m
Poems 1
Goodbye Tears ran down my face and on to my lips. He Gently wiped them away with his fingertips. I looked up sadly in to his dark blue eyes. I tried really hard, but could not muffle my cries. He held me tight in a strong embrace. I rested my head on his chest, and barried my face. Our last embrace ended with a kiss. There was so much about him, that I knew I would miss. As he walked away, I wondred my fate. With my only love in a faraway state. Never Gone: I light a match, and watch it burn. I think of our love, I watch, I learn. It starts with a spark, strong and intense, it burns for awhile; then becomes less dense. The flames are gone, smoke hangs in the air. Just as my love for you, still lingers there. WHY: After all the times you hurt me, the times you made me cry. Why do I forgive you, with every little sigh? The times that you betrayed me, and the times of painful good-byes, why do I still need you? After all those l
Poems 2
By my friend Brooks But I luv it alot!! A New Indulgence Current mood: calm Category: Writing and Poetry The first touch of your skin against me sent a lightening sensation through my whole body. This reaction was so strong and new. Then the closeness of your body up against mine was just too much. With each movement my body became more tantalized as you continued to dance against me. As the night continued the feelings and sensations become increasingly uncontrollable. The suggestive moves and sexual innuendos became just unbearable. The music ends the lights are on and its time to go home. You suggest going elsewhere. In the carpark you lean over and gently kiss me and i'm lost in a wave of sensational emotions. We adjourned to a friends house for small talk and coffee. Then as the morning drew near we left and headed to your house. We had coffee and some small talk then proceeded to the bedroom. This was not an altogether new experience for me but it stilll held me br
A Poem/song Lyric
An original by yours truly. One of my favorites. Sinann's Eye June 24, 2004 With the lazy ways of water You are flowing gently by And with the rage of a flood You're inclined to change your mind Mecurial at the best of times Always under Sinann's eye. With a drizzle of sweet tears I swell your foolish pride Then an emotional tempest Makes you split your sides Descructive as a hurricane Always under Sinann's eye. Boiling into atmosphere Then settling in milky sky Force my head into the sidewalk And trickle back to apologize Confusing as the night is deep Always under Sinann's eye.
A Poem For Rated R
sketched out like a painting by Piccasso perfectly screwed up yet so great reminds me of a time long ago when our lives werent at stake your face is perfectly aligned yet your brain is jagged like a rock and you pray for the right time to make your move just to block in the blink of an eye, all is betrayed and your moto is now turned to kill and you let me down i am now decayed a priceless substitute of what you have at your will you might come to your sences someday while youre lying on your deathbed dying at a very young age and the guilt is finally in your head and with the last breath you take and the last words you speak you break down, youre so pathetically fake you kiss me...and say youre sorry
Poem From A Prisoner!
When you're gone, they forget about you life goes on without you and even though im doin a bid about YOU, they took MY life and now i live without you Still the Feds cant' get a thing up out you mouth closed and they still seem to doubt you "youz a snitch" but when you was gettin' that paper You was they "people" they didn't bitch about you They quick to run up on ya and out the lights about you see now how the streets can do without you, how quick they move on and just forget about you No money, no letters, no commissary, can't even get a collect call up out you Lifes lessons learned without you it's been so long, my "friends" are gone, the time will come and i will be home Guess what Playa, when it do, im gone be on top and WONT GIVE A F*!# ABOUT YOU!!!
A Poem I Wrote In Memory Of A Cool Texan
Dose of Dime By Adra Louis Loghry II In memory of a great Texas Metal Head Dimebag Darrell Abbott Straight out of Texas in sixty six Back in the time Spawned an man that strummed stings with picks To start a Dose of Dime With the awesome brother behind the skins With the double bass and kicks Now thats a nice blend For the Dose of Dime to become an addicting fix Rather it be dirvin at night On Texas Highway listening to the rhyme Or catchin the long flight To get to get to the gig for that Dose of Dime Can you feel that? Just like that shot of Jack Hot enough to have to remove your hat An ingredient that A Dose of Dime does not lack It was the worlds New Found Power The rifts and frets to hear day to day Hour after hour A Dose of Dime we will play You would never forget The Great Southern Trendkill Its a guarantee bet You will get a Dose of Dime with that pill Sitting hear for Five minutes alone Jammin to the tunes in Corpus Christi
A Poem I Wrote A Few Years Ago
All I Can Do it takes all I have to do what I do and all I can do is be me and no matter what I do, people will only see what they want to see bad things I have done and bad choices I have made but on every mistake or wrong doing, the price in full I have paid I don't ask for anyone to forget, just for some kind of a break just something to happen so a better life I can make not asking for an easy trip, not wanting a free ride something I can work hard at in which I can build inner pride life is a long, hard trip, a trip we all have to take with many paths and choices we have to make yet no matter what path I may choose to take or what I choose to be there is something that must be remembered, all I can do is be me Sheldon
Poem To A Girl I Never Met
Christi's Prayer Christi's Angels Came to the door. Calling her by name, They placed a Magnificant Carpet On the pearly white floor. They welcomed her. They opened their loving And tender arms. "My dear little one Now there you are! Free from ALL pain. There are no more storms. Come quick to meet Jesus. He wants you to shine More brilliant than The brightest star. You will be at his side From morning til night. Hurry little one, He is here. Look little Christi." And, Christi with her Lovely eyes, Gazed at Jesus, Her smile said it all. "Jesus, she asked With a small tiny voice, "I have one question For you today. "Can all the angels That I see here this day, Keep my family company While I'm away." "Why of course," Said the Lord With a smile On His Face. "Ask what you want... "Now you are here And your family there. The path you NOW share Will always be prayer." And angels will watch Both day and night Both your Mommy and daddy And you
Poem Written By Erotica
She called my bluff that fateful night, Took my hand and led me upstairs, Just a single kiss began a slide, From friendship into affair, Now everything matters a little bit more, My emotions are waves as they race to the shore, The unending sky fills with thoughts undenied, Textures of silk, like the touch of her thigh, So here is the problem that we face when we meet, Our smiles are a secret that we alone must keep, Together we shine but apart hearts are stone, Spiritually together, Physically alone.
Poem: Who I Am
Just one of my blogs that I decided to bring over from my Myspace blog. I dont know what you may think of it but I do write alot. This is just a little sampling of my work. Who I Am Hate and anger build within me. I don't need your sympathy. I don't need love, I don't need anything. Just feed me with your screaming. Deafing sound in my ear. Blood curdling screams for me to hear. They are my lulabies. My nectar your tears and all your cries. I feed upon your misery. And I am amused by all your tragities. I am not your best friend. I just want to see your end. You can trust me to be myself. Adorned with your wealth. For I am a true bringer of hardships I am that creature. All this is true, It is my true nature. You will never see me give, because all I do is take. Hahahaha! Can you even figure out that my laughter is all fake? I'll take all from you that I need. Until I know you can give no more, then I will make you bleed. All these things I will take by char
A Poem Written For Me By A Good Friend :)
A Poem
In The Rain I want to walk to you Bare foot and in the pouring rain Take your face, gently in my hand Breathe in your masculinity Pull your lips so close to me Feel me, breathe in my warmth As the rain trickles over our eyes Silver glares become our silent disguise Lose it all in a single moment The world falls away in our locked gaze As passionate mouths find their way Let me run my hands through your wet hair Feel my skin with your tender touch Chilled and soft like my inner truth It's so safe to be surrounded by you
Brand new Day ----------------- A brand new day smells like the flowers of a new fallen rain A brand new day is the time where you whisper sweet nothings in the ears of your loved one A brand new day is when Forever continues its journey into the world of imagination A brand new day is the day that i want you to come home to me A brand new day is the day that the mirror will say"i love you to" in place of you A brand new day will show you that forever truely ends when your heart breaks. ~~CL
Life is an opportunity, benefit from it. Life is beauty, admire it. Life is a dream, realize it. Life is a challenge, meet it. Life is a duty, complete it. Life is a game, play it. Life is a promise, fulfill it. Life is sorrow, overcome it. Life is a song, sing it. Life is a struggle, accept it. Life is a tragedy, confront it. Life is an adventure, dare it. Life is luck, make it. Life is too precious, do not destroy it. Life is life, fight for it. Mother Theresa
A Poem
They get in their cars and they drive away no one there to wipe your tears away no one to hold, no band of gold they take your heart and rip it apart no reason why, just lie after lie he left me here with my tears and fears moving on was so easy for him but not for me my life just seems empty and grim i smile and laugh on que ,what else am i supposed to do? his lil girl cries for her daddy to come home and doesnt understand why he left us alone i hold her tight and say everything will be alright knowing inside from now on our life will be one rough ride. 10/26/06 lori
Poems For My Dad
As soft winds sweep away the days I look back on life through a haze. Remember playgrounds, parks and friends, In childlike gaze that never ends. The laughter in a game of catch, Shall memory ever attach... To innocence in youthful eyes, Catching the ball to Dad's surprise. I recall my first bike, first wreck, Who picked me up, said, "What the heck?" Convinced me to give one more try, While, knees skinned, I forgot to cry. Just the joy knowing he was there, Making him proud my only care. There was nothing I couldn't do, My heart held fast that to be true. Though teenage years were kind of rough, I sure wasn't too big or tough. You taught me to defend what's right And never back down from a fight. So I learned the hard way to stand, Still, with each lump, I found your hand. Drawing from you an inner strength, And stubborn pride of equal length. But there the line of fate was drawn, As though I blinked and you were gone. I found myself facing the sun, Not
Look.. proof that I suck at writing...yay...
A Poem From A Guy With Cystic Fibrosis
Cystic Fibrosis by Chris Dawson Oh here we go once again They tip me upside down And pat and poke me till I cough And spit and almost drown But hey it's not so often now That we've got our new routine It's the slickest operation That this condition's ever seen I have got my diet plan you see My inhaler and my pills Supplements and medicines To sort out other ills I do everything the Doctors And Nurses say I ought But best of all I like the bit That involves me doing sport So I'm outdoors most often Throwing mud and climbing trees Swimming and playing football (after I've washed my knees) But when things aren't quite so good And it's nebuliser time I like to write some poetry And just suits me fine!
One stark revelation concealed the warmth Of my vanquished rhythm The widening side-pop that stops my mere meter And replaces it with something more rewarding Than this essence could ever ponder Than my wide eyes could ever keep secret More enfolding each fleeting moment Than my dazzled mind could tell I resist nothing in my intimation That I am a breath of soul And in fact am here for this moment
A Poem
Haunting Spirit Haunting me with words that touch A spirit so dear I feel it so much In my mind and under my skin Thoughts that possess me from within Ruling my heart with feelings so deep I feel this spirit when I sleep In dreams I see a sweet smile Haunting me holding me all the while Toss and turn kicking covers away Laying naked and on display For a spirit that never leaves me be Possessed of one, never wanting to be free By R. Thomas Dinsmore
A Poem I Wrote To My Loveing Wife
While You Sleep While you lie asleep at night I watch you with all my might Try to keep you in my sight, But the sleep, I must fight To stay awake until daylight, Then I know you'll be alright, While you lie asleep at night. John T Roe Copyright ©2006 John T Roe
A Poem For Girls
I shave my legs, I sit down to pee. And I can justify any shopping spree. Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon. I can get a massage without a hard-on. I can balance the checkbook, I can pump my own gas. Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass. My beauty's a masterpiece and yes, it takes long. At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong. I don't drive in circles, at any cost. And I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost. I never forget an important date. You just gotta deal with it, I'm usually late. I don't watch movies with lots of gore. Don't need instant replay to remember the score. I won't lose my hair, I don't get jock itch. And just cause I'm assertive, Don't call me a bitch. Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her. In your dreams, my dear, I can do better! Flowers are okay, But jewelry's best. Look at me you idiot... Not at my chest???? I don't have a problem, With Expressing m
Poems For Wayne And Others
poems for our TROOPS AND MY BROTHER WAYNE I LOVE YOU! UR THE BEST!! You always stand tall without fear being shown the life of a marine everyone will know, The love you give to your family and friends the heart once again of a strong man. You stand there proud watching and helping everyone around Never letting fear come over you there you stand watching over us too. Proud and strong a marine will always be putting his job first and then his family. His family will understand that but its hard to believe the way he stands for his country. Never does he let you know the darkness of his past He's been there once and now again how strange it must be to him Letters and phone calls, with all the long waits but all he can think of is that voice or response on the other end Praying and laughing maybe even a cry at the end just remember he'll come home again. Wait there patiently thats all you can do a marines creed will tell you to stand TRUE
A Poem I Got With A Friends Add
Into the skies, one spring day, I sent a little Thought away; Up to where, it could see without boundaries, As the sun shining without sound. my Thought came back to me.— It told me of what was there, In the pure bright upper air; And, since my Thought came from my heart I knew it had touched the heart with which I searched. Next, by night a Thought I sent Up into the evening sky; When the eager stars were out, And the still moon had not spread it's light . And my Thought went past the moon In between the stars, an danced in the Milky Way ‘Dare I look beneath the shade, Into where the worlds are made; Where the suns and stars are but a thought? Shall I meet Her Thought again ? ‘Will her Thought have wings? Thought of Thoughts, and Light of Lights, Breath of Breaths, and Night of Nights?’ Then my Thought spoke to me on it's return……… In the illuminated dark, Told me of the silence and of her heart beat . louder than thunder and a pure as the new fal
(poem I Wrote For Someone Special) Title: A Poem For You
I wanted to write you a poem So you could know just how i feel, I want you to know you are needed Even when you are far away, I want you to know you are thought of Every second of everyday. You make me happy, you make me smile, you make the waiting worth my while. I hold tight to each amazing dream of you, I hope that one day we can make them come true. A special place I'll keep for you in my heart, A life without you I could never start. I could never get over you and just move on It would only hurt me more To know that you were gone. Simple love I call it. Not needing or asking for much Just knowing that you care With only words, without the touch. Like I've said many times before, It makes no difference where you are. You could be here beside me Or you could be miles and miles afar. Every minute and every moment I fill with thoughts of you Thinking of places we'll go And all the things we'll do. You're my "Perfect Man" I could not ask for anythi
Around the corner I have a friend, In this great city that has no end, Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, And before I know it, a year is gone. And I never see my old friends face, For life is a swift and terrible race, He knows I like him just as well, As in the days when I rang his bell. And he rang mine but we were younger then, And now we are busy, tired men. Tired of playing a foolish game, Tired of trying to make a name. "Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim Just to show that I'm thinking of him" But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, And distance between us grows and grows. Around the corner, yet miles away, "Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today." And t
Poem Depressed
Would I run to open arms If we ever met one day Would loving words flow In knowing what to say Would we gaze into eyes Linger on our first kiss Would our heart's attune Had you thought of this Would there be tenderness Nestling in the intimacy Would the passion be met Stroking skin sensually Would body lagauage talk In meeting face to face Would those sparks ignite Felt within the embrace Would inhibitions be shed Neath the moon above Would it be as we dreamt Sharing feelings of love
Take my hand and lead the way; tell me all you want to say. Whisper softly in my ear, all those things I want to hear. Kiss my lips and touch my skin; bring out passions deep within. Pull me close and hold me near; take away my pain and fear. In the darkness of the night, be my beacon, shine your light. In the brightness of the sun, show me that you are the one. Give me wings so I can fly; for I can soar when you're nearby. Enter my heart, break down the wall, it's time for me to watch it fall. I've been a prisoner, can't you see? Break my chains and set me free. Strip me of my armor tight; you'll find I won't put up a fight. Release my soul held deep within . . . I'm ready now, let love begin.
Poem!!! To All Single Mothers Out There!! Guys, If This Describes U,god Bless U!!
Poem!!! To all the single mothers out there!!! I found this poem in my local newspaper. A grieving wife wrote this in memory of her restly departed husband and soul mate!!! I hope this touches someone out there. It takes a rare breed of men to open their hearts and commit their life to a family who has been broken and only wants to loved. I bless u all who have stepped up and saw no flaws and loved anyways. Giving them the knowledge of what family should mean; paving the way for their own future family. Thank you!! As eternal as the tide that breaks the shores, There's been no greater commitment than mine and yours. It started the day, we entered your world, Three little boys and a lonely young girl. It seemed as the world had cast us aside, Until that day i became ur bride. I asked not of you, neither fortune or fame, But that we have your love, as well as your name. To give of yourself, to three little boys, who had nothing to offer, but a handful of toys. Wide e
SPECIAL NIGHT Upon by day Upon by night, To see the stars So wonderfully bright. Up above The darkly sky, Something about Caught my eye. I couldn't move I couldn't speak, But just seeing you, You're so unique! I remember that smile I remember that face, It's my father looking down From the high place! VOICE OF THE WIND Warm climates In fall seasons, Windows are open For a reason. Fan is blowing In such a speed, Lying in bed And fast asleep. Hardly no wind On this quiet night, Few seconds later Wind came in so light. Hearing my name, Woke me by surprise. My father in heaven Brought tears to my eyes! BORN AGAIN Losing someone Is very hard, But in our hearts They're not to far. Talking about memories That went by, Tissues in hand Ready to cry. Months beyond Years Comes by so fast, Our time as come Finally at last. Our souls, our spirits, Begins to fall as one. We now together Our lives has begun! LIFE TOO SHOR
You always stand tall without fear being shown the life of a marine everyone will know, The love you give to your family and friends the heart once again of a strong man. You stand there proud watching and helping everyone around Never letting fear come over you there you stand watching over us too. Proud and strong a marine will always be putting his job first and then his family. His family will understand that but its hard to believe the way he stands for his country. Never does he let you know the darkness of his past He's been there once and now again how strange it must be to him Letters and phone calls, with all the long waits but all he can think of is that voice or response on the other end Praying and laughing maybe even a cry at the end just remember he'll come home again. Wait there patiently thats all you can do a marines creed will tell you to stand TRUE Dedicated to my brother,that always stands true. Thank You! SUNS
Poem For The Best Big Brothers Ever
A brother is who is always there for you, make you laugh when you are sad, and help you with your problems. You were always there for me, you made me laugh more than i can remember, and helped me with every problem i needed. You may be many years older than me, but you're still a cool, fun, and loving bro. I miss you so much, now that you have moved far away. 9hrs. away from my big bro. is too hard for me to bare. I count the days for when you would visit me, at the calender as i stared. I wonder if you ever miss me as i much as i miss you. I miss the laughs . Most of all I miss you, wayne&millian- my bestfriend my hero my brother
Poem Me And A Friend Wrote Together
never know what might happen. I can't be sure about anything. wondering and believing is all I can do just saying its going to happen can't be 100% true but believing its true will bring some truth to your existence.... that why only thing I fear from death is going to early with out accomplishing what I need to on the plain where I go after that is not my decision... With that fear makes me feel stronger knowing that I am protecting something giving reason to live I believe what I am doing is right although seeing it from every point of view seems wrong and that I can be hurt, does not blind me from the fact that I must move on and only step back to fix mistakes that threat my goals Life suck but, don’t wish for breath ,because it will come and when it does you'll wish for life and happiness. but its to late because you already welcomed it. But in the end one thing is certain it will win so fight all you wish but sooner or later death will win.
(poem) Destitute
No more words. Emotions too strong for words to emcompass Are draining my soul tonight. Loss undermines me. Pain overtakes me. I fear to love-and yet want him. No more, I beg. Please let it end. For fear of losing. I cannot win!!! Shall my heart be as granite? The hope of love be banished? I cannot resign myself to loneliness The fairy-tale-awaits- So I choose to believe. Yet a doubt lingers. Once love is lost too many times It's relegated to verse and ryhmes, Existing for some- For some appears a bridge- For me a wall. No more words. Emotions too strong for words to encompass Drain my soul Leaving me destitute........
Late of night and the darkest hour, dreams of torment enter your mind. The sight of crimson flowing like a river to stain your hands with your lovers blood. Pain swelling, grasping your heart. Tears of sorrow swell and fall. Ripped aways from the ones you love, struggling through this life of h***. No smiles to comfort your soul, as it wonders if it can mend. No warm imbrace of your lovers arms. No safety from the torment that lay beyond. Noone to comfort you tortured soul. Noone to fill this empty void i call my heart....
Harbinger of grief, Of sorrow, of pain Also that of bliss And pleasure all the same How is it I let you torture me so? And still I want to hold you, and never let you go At first, I put you on high Now I lay wondering, dreaming Contemplating why Or how to make you see That without you, there is no me Yet I can't take all of the heartache and pain That i'm tired of my tears, That fall like rain But, I don't want to leave you, Because you're all I want Yet I don't want to stay, And hear the constant taunt That resonates from your console Mocking our "love" That if i see it once more, It'll be the final shove How can I ever make you see, What you do to me The inner conflict, Over where I need to be
Poems By Me
From out of the darkness there shines a light, So bright a light that I can barely see, From a lonely emptiness I have come, To know a heart so true and a hand so kind, To feel the warmth deep inside I wonder is it real To be shown the way down the long path That was dark and dreary Could this be love I have found ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Feeling warm from the sound of your voice Longing for the touch of your skin Wishing for your warm embrace As I lay here tonight alone in the bed Wondering if you feel the same For you have touched my heart Like no other and so willing to give in and allow these feelings to be real Just to spend time with you You could ensure that my heart would no longer be blue For the feeling I have for you are so strong Could they be real or just a fantasy never to come true ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The world can be dark and dreary when you are alone There is no one to turn
Poem First Edition
I hope you guys enjoy this poem, It's one of my favorites of the ones I have written. "Untitled" Sands of time, drift in the wind. Place of our own, where do I begin. Lives we've shared, and lives we've lost. Given to the future, our every thought. Being alone, for so much time. Looking for truth, in a world full of lies. Wanting you here, or me right there. Dreaming of you, and I'm a tiny bit scared. If I hold you too tight, through my fingers you slip. If I hold you too loose, opportunity I'll miss. Leaving me no choice, but to dive right in. Hold my hand, and together we'll swim. We'll let our lives, just pas us by. One by one, through the sands of time. Kiss me, and I'll hold you. Love me, and I'll console you. Touch me, and I'll show you. Be with me, and I'll know you.
Poem For All To Read
Hi Everyone.. With fall upon us and the days getting shorter, I thought you all would appreciate this superb, evocative, masterfully penned ode to the coming winter season. So grab a coffee, a comfortable chair, relax and scroll down to enjoy the warm feelings and pleasure that this wonderful poem will bring... " ODE TO WINTER " A poem by Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre " SHIT It's Cold!" The End
I Will Love You by Vanessa Fuentes When I'm with you, eternity is a step away, my love continues to grow, with each passing day. This treasure of love, I cherish within my soul, how much I love you... you'll never really know. You bring a joy to my heart, I've never felt before, with each touch of your hand, I love you more and more. Whenever we say goodbye, whenever we part, know I hold you dearly, deep inside my heart. So these seven words, I pray you hold true, "Forever And Always, I Will Love You."
A Poem For My................................
I never thought I would find a Heart like yours within my reach I'm waiting now so patiently for the lesson that Love will teach I can see your Smile through the Laughter we share, and I know this is just a taste The warmth I will feel from your gentle touch when we're finally face to face You have captured my Heart so fast that I can hardly catch my breath Drawing from a well of Love hidden so deep, preserved within myself I desire the action of Passion bursting like the Beauty of a Flowers Bloom The Stimulation that exists brought forth by Loves first Kiss engaged in a Candle Lit Room It's May, and if it should rain that day, we'll occupy a quiet space, just you, and me The Temperature Range of your touch warms me from the cold of the Rain, bringing sweet ecstasy The Gratification of physical Interlude, the warmth of Climax pouring down A clouded Vision brought into focus, and satisfaction is the only sound You are so special, and there are no words to descr
Poem I Made Mwhaha
take my hand and you will see the happiest girl that could be ill take your hand and i will see the happiest man that could be tell me, what do you see when you look at me do you see heaven do i set you free i see everything in your eyes your spirit your soul so tell me now tell me true am i yours forever through i open my eyes and i can see that your the right person thats for me its not perfect
Poem For All The Pimpettes
roses are dead violets are too i'm still in love , but not with you! you thought you hurt me -n- made me cry but i ws in love with another guy simply becuase, you have no class all you do is kiss my ass! you sit around and talk your shit so fuck you -n- your little ass dick you thought you left me , but i left you! what my man is doing ....... you can't do ! you tell your homie's you played me like a bitch and i'll tell my gurls , you have a little ass dick you siad you loved me but , it wasn't true well guess what mother fuckeer I PLAYED YOU TOO!
Outside My Life by Shawn Ross Nichols 10-31-06 At this moment, there are a lot of obstacles here in this world that we live through. I see a lot of things changing right before my eyes, shifting emotions outside my life. Watching family, friends and loved ones each day and every moment go by. Seeing the surroundings of everything coming my way, outside my life. As my thoughts run through my head, they bring happiness and sometimes wondering thoughts. Outside, underneath it all it's very cold. Inside, it's warm...where there is love and safe feelings. Here I am waiting for LIFE's door to open and bring the most wonderful thoughts to me, that I've been watching, waiting, and wondering about for a very long time. I'm living LIFE to the fullest, and never give up on the goals that I have created in my mind and in my heart. Those dreams I have built inside my thoughts, have brought me faith and love to be able to share with my family and loving friends.
A Poem I Found That I Wrote
Already Lucky by Emily written on 01/05/2005 I don't need a four-leaf clover... I don't need to find a lucky penny... I don't need any horseshoes... I don't need to find the end of the rainbow... I don't need a rabbit's foot and... I don't need to see a shooting star... I'm already lucky... Because I have you in my life!
Poem I Wrote A While Back
Fleeting dreams vanish off into a hazy mist of morning dew. Stretching arms reach for heavens light greeting it as new. Angelic smiles along sweet laughter fade winding as one. Living for nothing else other than to live & love someone. Hugs with kisses a flowing stream of hope of life of love unseen. Pictures shaded an obscured view hidden behind a tattered screen. Share with me this world of carelessness free from worry or guilt. For in such a place our sun still shines as do these flowers never wilt. Butterflies float on soft winds whispering romances to these blooms. Such daydreams swirl about in my mind as I pace through these rooms.
THE GIRL I WANT BY: JOSEPH BLAKE I want the girl to love me for me Not the guy that she wants me to be I want her to share my joy and pain I want her to be nice not really insane I want a girl that i can trust Cause if she cheats on me my heart will turn to rust. I want a girl to be honest and kind I want a girl i can trust all the time So i'll search the world from back to front Until i find that girl, The Girl I Want
I was walking through the pouring rain I saw a girl holding her ankle she seemed to be in pain She had a bloody lip and a ripped up skirt I looked at her closely and she had a black eye She said her man beat her for talking to a guy I picked her up and carried her to my home Cause what she had gone through she shouldn't be alone We got back to my house and she said with a fright There is no way i can stay here with you tonight I said fine i'll take you back to that awful man That treated you like shit and beat you with his hand 2 days later i opened the paper and saw an awful sight You that girl that i helped.....well her man got mad and killed her last night
The sky turned dark and the rain came down Thunder in the sky lightning hit the ground I pulled you close to ease my fear Dribbling down my cheek a single tear How dare you leave me on an awful night Cause you know these storms give me such a fright If you cared for me even just a little bit You wouldn't just dump me and leave me in this awful fit Hold me please till the storm passes by If you leave me now alone i'm bound to cry Cry for you love that i once have known Even though your love for me was never shown I loved you to the ends of the earth and back But now i feel your love for me was just a silly act So take your fake love and leave me be It's ok i'll survive trust me you'll see. Another Poem By (Joe Blake)
Today is the day i begin my new life I spent so many years searching for a wife I looked high and low near and far But she won't appear tell me where you are I'm a nice guy who feels he deserves the best So till i find my one love i will not rest People tell me that i should sit and wait But most of the time i think i'm too late What if my true love passed me bye When i was in and out of relationships that made me hurt and cry All i want is a girl to like me for me And than finally and live happy as can be Another Poem By (Joe Blake)
Poem Nov 2nd
Night of snow Twilight falls on a heavy sigh waiting for a quiet stillness the evening snow looked through a window eyes blinking and a hope For a new day with peace inside and a joyful triumph
Why the Fuck do I care if your my friend? Why do I give a fuck if you are sitting on the other side of the computer screen crying? Why do I Fucking bother to say hi to you and ask you how you are doing? Why do I let myself cry myself to fucking sleep at night because of something you said to me? Why do I try everyday to contact you when you don't even get the fucking message cause the computer is fucked up? Why can't you see who the fuck I really am inside? Why the fuck do I have to look like a fucking super model just for you to give me a second look? Well some of the answers are simple. Cause I care about you and want you in my life as a friend. Cause I care that someone I care about is sad and I can't be closer to help. Cause I care about you and have missed you and care how you are doing. Cause I care so much that it hurts when you say things that hurt me. Cause I care and what to talk to you. I can't answer this one cause I don't know the answer. I don't have an
My cries fall on closed ears Written by Susan DuFour on January 9th, 2006 at 6:12 pm Does my mouth not open wide enough and know one hears me crying out I feel so down and out of it and no one seems to care about I know that people care for me but that is not my point Right now I am hurting inside and wanting to hurt the out This is scarring me I don't know what to do I have posted topics in hopes to get a clue To see how others cope with it I want to have that glue Another day has come and gone the night is darker yet I must be the sadest one that you have ever met
Feeling Invisible written by Susan DuFour January 5, 2006 I'm feeling kinda lonely feeling kinda blue I don't really know how or why Or even what to do I like to talk to people and today I want to play but all I feel is lonely Like I've been pushed away I want to be held all night through but I know others have things to do Today I need attention I know I got the blues but today I feel invisible and no one has a clue I'm reaching out to others Crying in a way I guess I cry myself to sleep and wait another day.
BUT FIRST written by Susan DuFour January 4, 2006 My darling I'll love you but first I have to like you I want to come see you but first I must save my pride I want to hold you but first I need to be held I want to have you but first I have to stop needing you I want to laugh but first I have to stop the tears I want to be with you but first I have to trust you I'll give you the chance to love me and give me the world but first you have to stop the excuses and tell me the truth

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