Through The Storm We Rise
Weathering through the storm the heart turns cold they smile any way but they lost there soul it's written in there eye destined to tell there lies untold as this world unfolds the fabric of life is pulled over there eyes as they try to wash away t
To a solitary Rose.
I arrived here in France late October 2006. To greet me was a single yellow rose in full bloom, as if to say, welcome, she now of course has companions.
Believe
I found this poem in a playbill from a High School production without an author's name; I loved it! I believe in myself and I hope to succeed as an entertainer in the field of comedy.
Incógnita
This feeling is as deep as the sea that surrounds my emptiness
“Why did We Meet?” - I asked the God
My translation of a Russian poetess for your pleasure, dear poets! This poem is not about giving up on the past, we will cherish it to the end. It is about going on with our life and finding reasons to be happy, no matter what may be happening to us at the moment, cause life is more than the past, no matter how happy or troublesome, and it is more than the present with its worries and joys. Life itself is a precious thing appreciable in many ways with, sadly, end of the line at some point, so the mere fact of being alive and walking around seeing things should be filling us up with happiness!
wide eyed ways
can any afford to disdain?
STRANGER IN A STRANGE LAND.(Part 2)
Andrew.....xxx
to and to be
to be or not to be...to and to be...is my answer
Ramblings...............
Just trying to make something more clear ..................
Is it so
Feelings
Conversation
Yes, it's simple but some things in life are. I took a walk tonight and saw a robin and a rabbit side by side and wondered if anything, they'd be talking about. I realized that maybe they didn't have anything in common other than they picked the same spot to enjoy a meal and had a healthy respect for the other for various reasons only known to them personally. And sometimes, that's the same in life. We don't always become friends or stay friends, but we can respect each other, for our differences. Written 3-29-12
Who you are
Have you ever felt so misunderstood? Your complexity shrouds all your good. Something that you can't comprehend, So you quietly shed tears of frustration. You cast yourself aside, hide behind your Anguished pride. Made some mistakes in the past
BUILDING BRIDGES, (Making friends)
Andrew...xxx
A Particle of Dust
In summer I saw it flying in the sky, jovial enough in vain vaunt. Inquired about its pride, I was answered: I AM PROUD OF MY FRIENDS. The sun gave it the light creating a chance to mix with friends like the wind that assisted it to reach
WHICH
For a dream of my knight who comes just to be there for me. I know this is a dream of fantasy. for reality could not be this. For real life is not your dreams it is out there as you step out into r..e..a..l..i..t..y. with all it's
You have mail!
You are fearfully and wonderfully made by your creator.. And.. You are highly esteemed.. Try..as best you can.. Not to mess it up.. Don't let the world sell you that tired old propaganda of who they think you are, or supposed to be.. The de
Happy birthday 'turorob' !
God bless..
#1 Doctor Recommended
Reading my Multivitamin bottle..you already guessed that..lol.
About....... God.
Definition of Hermaphrodite by free online dictionary. A person or thing in which two opposite forces or qualities are combined........Andrew.....xxx
Weekend afternoon
A snipe is a cigertte butt long enough to smoke again
Salute to Harry
ah the years of Dirty Harry...
The blinking cursor..
The timing of eveything we do thru are lives has awesome repurcussions.
Let's talk about women
What say ye about the feline persuasion? Do they swish when they twitch those shoulders? Or do they twitch when they swish? Do they move to some groove or do they groove to some move? Is there a scientific formula for the timing of a smile?
Still You....
This is my world, Centered in Your universe. Can I go outside and play, Asked the child whose eyes were so a
a true story of my past
i got to thinking of a young me 13-15 years of age and no parents in my life when i used to hitch hike and how dangerous it was but how i longed for it.
out and about
an amazing winter's saturday.........
Simply Devine..............
Simplicity to me is so appealing...........Merry Xmas to all
Silent Shadows
“Let silence take you to the core of life.” -Rumi
Cause and Effect
A friend inspired this in me by sending me a book called "The Butterfly Effect".
Wisdom takes time!
I was very clever when I was younger, about 21, the world was my oyster, now those years are gone, I knew everything there was to know, I knew all about the world and people Yes, I did, that was so, Something happened between then and now,
finding her soul.....
nobody knows what she is holding back.......... wearing the same makeup she had on yesterday............ she hides the pain with a makeup mask................ nobody knows nobody knows the pain she is holding back............ she is a mas
So...You Think You Can Read My Mind
An old posting that an email today brought back to mind.....Hope you like it.......Andrew.....xxx.....Anybody play?....lol
~First step was good~
Look at the big picture as U look deep
I LOVE TO SINGA
PEOPLE TAKE LIFE TO SERIOUSLY! I GO THROUGH LIFE, SINGING!
Decision
It's never to late to make a decision.
Back To There
I have totally fallen in love with a song on youtube. Look it up, it's WUAUQUIKUNA - Buffalo white Anyways, I'm Cherokee. And when I look around, I see people calling each other rude names, people being victimized, treated poorly in various ways...our earth needs to be heal. And our people need to heal. So, the song inspired me to share my thoughts.
The Mighty Atom
Written: 10th July 2013 The moral to this poem is man's stupidity could inevitably lead to disaster if they misuse their powers of the atom, these molecules though very small could blossom into a flower of evil, capable of destroying mankind and every living thing on our wonderful planet Earth.
WORDS
Words we play...words we say...words would bring a gal my way...my words are here to stay ... ...Words are feelings display...words could make you cry today...
Destiny
One night after drinking twice my body weight in alcohol i fell asleep.when i awoke two days later this was the first thing in my mind.please excuse my black humour and mild dislexxea(which can be a count at tim's)but the poem is genuine.
yesterday,today,tomorrow
days go bye make the best. soon it will be a memmory in front of our eyes.
change
The chance of redemption does not come to us very easy, for change in ways of habits cannot be changed so quick. for the virtue of your ways cant be seen by others but to your own self being to obtain rather than lose is a more worthy go
sound
how long does it take to hear..?just wondering if time can exist in a wave sound.(excuse pls the gramatics mistakes)