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Author: virgosignLiving,
such a total word.
With breath, and heartbeat, and pints of pumping red.
And yet,
in its totality,
without a soul there is no life.
An empty breath, a silent heart, a missing Eros.
Now depart,
and bring to flow, a loving glow,
with touch, and smiles and wondrous words.
And back into this world.
and living. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 10:43 AM CST |
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Author: virgosignIt is heads I lose, and tails you win,
That is a bad situation.
For me, not you. That is very true,
I'm not used to this citation.
I think about this, how come this mess?
When I for one try to impress,
By being honest and so loyal.
Yet now it's me - in fancy dress!
People laugh about my simpleness,
Though I'm a colourful fellow.
Naiveness is not my real weakness,
But to trust completely is so!
Once bitten, twice shy, people do say.
If only I'd learn that today.
Maybe then I'd live in peaceful bliss
Without noise. Not even a hiss.
Therefore to learn and master the ride,
A priority, I shouldn't hide.
Then it's heads I win and tails you lose.
Nah ! Still a bad situation.
So compromise, it is worth the while
Doubles my joy, or halves my woe.
For life's the ride I should enjoy
Rather then the destination. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: 10 hours ago About this poem:
But do we ever really learn ?! i hope you enjoy this.
xx Virgosign |
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Author: virgosigni am me, i scream silently.
not a figment of your imagination.
moulding my spirit to your hard will,
i feel a rebel, and take my fill.
i am a person, with heart and soul,
you're not my keeper, though it's your goal.
i will release me from your bond of gold,
'cause life's the treasure, you need be told.
thank you for trying to put me on a throne,
i cannot take that, bound up and all alone.
i need my freedom, for that's my right.
let me soar high, enjoy my flight.
leave me, unbind me, thank you. it's all right. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: Tue Nov 3, 2009 2:05 PM CST About this poem:
jealousy chokes any relationship |
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Author: angeleyes61Gobble,gooble,gobble said the turkey as he ran thru the yard.I see our master coming and he is reading a card.I wonder who he'll kill today?said the big brown horse.I know that it won't be me I'm his favorite"of course.Don't be such a fool! said the little spotted hen.He killed your little brother and he'll do it again. "shut your big mouth! grunted the pig.That an't our master wearing that wig."Whats that you say? asked the duck.look at ole duke hiding under the truck.Here doggy ,doggy.said the geese.ole duke tryin to be slick rolling in grease.It's me he's after! shouted the goat.I'll always remember that raggedy coat.He chased me and my brother for two long days.We had his ass going all kind of ways."ole duke was wit him. said the cat.I was over yonder, chasing a rat.You tell everything.said the baby chick.He's getting ready to kill you with that stick.The hell you say.the black crow cawed.you all better start praying to the lawd.HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU ALL. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: 4 hours ago |
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Author: Tiger_DanWalking in boldy, i take off these muddy shoes
With hope in my mind, i know i cannot lose
Because my working day is done, and evening now is born
Its good to know i have her around, without life is torn
That same smell all around, as i warmly start to roam
Its true what they say you know, theres no place quite like home
My dear old ma, sits here all day, to wait for my arrival
Without my sweet and caring old mum, no time for fit survival
The ship is full, the captain stands for her duty
Full steam ahead, cos this sail will sail a beauty
Its the evening meals i like, to catch up on the day
To thank her for the love she's give, i now begin to pay
I guess this message is warm and true
Without my mum, i dont know what i'd do
I want to give back, for the life she has give
My dear old mum, i'll see you peacefully live ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: 4 hours ago About this poem:
Hi All,
This one is for my dear mother.....
Thanks for comments and reading
Tiger |
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Author: jazzy75Fed gravel heaped in mire
Current swiftly discharges waste
Cloudy water dissipates to reveal
Gold’n truth lodged in riffles ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: 1 hour ago 0 Comments | 9 Views |
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Author: BentleeInto each others arms sometimes at birth. A life long of close it's written that way. End of day chat by watchin their back! Every days special in your eyes shared with them. Rememberin birthdays, hello's I love you an telephoned g'night's. Then the ball drops. Frownin in both, major mistake. Defensive in guilt, other's hurt on the side. Licked wounds of time pass by. . . . then out of the blue she's back in so sorry~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: 7 hours ago About this poem:
Written today for my sweet sister who realized her wrong and contacted me today. Sometimes one has to step back an give space:) |
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Author: jazzy75I have been burnt
As have you
What do you say
We turn off the flames
Settle the score
With a table for two ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: Mon Oct 19, 2009 1:17 PM CST |
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Author: QueenDynamiteNobody thought that a man name Barack Hussein Obama could win the general election.
With his extraordinary speeches, inspired people to get out and vote.
Reflecting on the past eight years, people wanted to make the right selection.
Scare tatics wasn’t going to provoke them to settle for the status quo boat.
Now, it’s only been over nine months, and critics already starting to fuss,
Arguing that he hasn’t save the whole world yet,
Lying, manipulating uninformed folks among us,
Griping why everything isn’t rescued overnight-
He never made a promise like that!
Protesting silly tea parties across the nation,
Complaining about Obama Care,
Don’t want to wake up and see the real reality they’re facing,
When all the president wants is for the insurance companies to be fair!
No matter what this man does, haters criticize it all.
They keep underestimating him,
Unaware of their inevitable fall.
The Party of No action is growing dim.
If they wasn’t protesting eight years ago, why are they doing it now!?
When Bush drugged the country to the gutter, No complaints, No howls.
Is it because the new guy is different-so they’re calling foul?
Where were they? No credibility then, so no credibility now!
These same folks cheered when the USA lost the chance to host the Olympics.
And they want to bitch about a Nobel Peace Prize, that’s got nothing to do with them.
An ironic twist that was all over the media, which resulted in a sore loser epic.
Mad because it wasn’t given to them, that’s why they care.
If there ever was a movie titled, “In the Life of a hater,”
Maybe they should take the starring role,
Better realize, their opinions will be irrelevant sooner or later.
Obama might can give them his reelection win-
which would be the best revenge served cold! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: 22 hours ago About this poem:
I wrote this poem early part of this month as a blog posted on my website. It's a common sense/lash out at the president's most harshest critics and haters. These people seem to criticize everything that he does. As an independent, but more over to the base of the conservative side of the political spectrum, I agree/disagree on certain things that the president have done but I'm willing to give him time and show him respect like I did with former president Bush. Bashing just to be bashing and engaging in double standards towards him and not with other past presidents is not constructive criticism. What these people need to understand that this type of behavior is Only making themselves look seriously misinformed and ignorant, not the president! |
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Author: Tiger_DanI wake up again, all alone, next to a cold empty space
Got to get through another day, with a smile on my face
To watch the years go by, and still not really being able
To give or cherish, or even having a family around this table
I often find my self going the long way round
Just to pass my time, and hardly making a sound
To watch love in the parks, pouring with bliss
And now I am old, and have never been kissed
I would love to have found, someone to share my life
Now I live each day, but all I wanted was a wife
Its hard to realise, that I am old and weak
But its this lonely feeling, that makes me cry and weap
I face another christmas being cold and free
But the way I want it, we could of sailed the sea
I am counting my days, there isn't long left to live
My heart would of been warm, if I would of been able to give
I am in a better place now, where the angels all sing My dreams of having, and being in a continuous ring I had nothing to live for, and now have many friends Dont waste your life away, live each dream til the end ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 12:19 PM CST About this poem:
Hi All,
This is a story of what it may feel like to really never having anyone in life and never taking chances or making your own fait.
Its a sad story but I see this all around us.
Please comment and tell me what you think
Tiger |