try angle
A squared plus be squared equals see squared
Forsaken Hope
How at times, with a broken heart, we never want love again. It seem easy, logical and a the best route. Then, she strikes. lol
~The Spirit Within~
There is something within each of us that is unexplainable...yet we feel it...
Eyes Not My Own
Can I look, can I see. Is it possible for me to see To see with eyes not my own Can I ascend and go beyond, to see not what you are nor who you are Can I see not what others see or as you see yourself Is it possible to see deep within
I am Sorry...
That time we all hope will never come. When the glimmer, the spark, the knowing, that love no longer exists in the way we first found it. The hard reality of love lost. The harshness of facing the truth. "Why can't it be as it was?" we may never know. But the fact, the sad fact that it is gone... (A place I hope to never return)
missing you
press 1 if you're satisfied, press 2 if you'd like to rerecord your frustration...
COMMUNICATION
i WROTE THIS POEM FOR MY DEAR FRIEND SANDY
Defective Armor
In childhood there came a day That my eyes no longer cried. And ever after come what may No tears would ever hide. No pain would ever wet my cheek No sorrow stain my eye. To cry is only for the weak No strength do tears belie. No loss was
Wild Fire
No warning given, it began. A small and feeble spark. Tinder ignited and wind did fan. A glowing ember in the dark. The fields had grown both high and dry The winds now shifted east. And flames leaped up into the sky And so was born the beas
His Love for You
The simplicity of the Creators love for His Creation.
The Fallen
This is pretty much self-explanatory.
nobodys counting
nobodys counting nobodys counting anymore petals are falling all upon the ground people are moving cant you hear the sound petals are falling love is all around
A Reason for Leaving? (lol)
LOL......XXX
On the spot and from the Heart
I have learned I love to write. My spelling is terrible and my grammer, well, lets not talk about it. One of the things I like to do is test myself. Write not only from the heart, but on the spot. Take a thought and go, see what I come up with. It's sometimes a bit like poetry, but sometimes just comes out as a story. Let me try now. This is on the spot and unplanned.
The Fragrance
The essence of the air I breath contains an aroma I thought I knew but as I breath the fragrance consumes me So strong and beautiful, I can taste it in the air surrounded by this mist, a flavor of it's own I'm a man of the world, much old
Written from the Despair of Anothers Sad Poem
I wrote this poem after reading a very sad poem another had written. It truly broke my heart, for I felt I could feel their pain and despair. Too often, we overlook each other and don't see the pain others are going through, and yet, if we look back, so many times we have been there ourselves. Sometimes, we just need to reach out a hand and let them know, you are not alone. I have and will sail this ship with you, if that's what it takes.
love
a friend asked me to write something good this is my poem for you friend
Another look from Under the Rainbow
This poem is like the second step in my personal awakening. Again, I found many who felt this way and wanted to wake from the dark sleep of depression and lack of confidence. Again, sometimes when we feel most alone, there are so many there with us. We just don't see...
Under the Rainbow
Written before one Christmas. A dark time of soul searching. Finding out where I was at the time,not yet finding out who I was. I found many feel this same way, it's sad, but a life lesson. A place where we can not dwell on ourselves, but all too often, the feeling is real.
Ankara
Dream poem
The biology of belief...
With thanks to Bruce Lipton, a beacon of light in a morass of darkness...
If Only I Could...
The longing to show and share love with one deserving...
I Don't Want to Play Anyore
One of those times in life, when it seems that I could help anyone who crossed my path, but could find no answers for myself. Looking back, it's another life lesson, because I have gone on, grown and learned since this point. I guess, it's mostly the feeling and frustration when we can't find answers for ourselves, but must trust, that the answers will come. It makes it no easier, but then again, who said life was easy...
Do you Remember
This poem is not so much about the loss of love, but the feelings we have. I can be someone we have been with, or even someone in our mind. It is that feel of all encompassing passion and love we are willing to give and wanting to feel. It is the FEELING, of love.
as i search for god
as i search for god im lifted to the light im drifting through time flawless none of us are flawless we all have scars we all hurt and feel one of these days god will take are pain away until that day let god show the way
Hurt
My heart hurts when your not around My mind wonders I cannot think When your around I am complete You are my center People come and people go and people go about their own ways But I'll remain the same not straying from my chosen path set
Waking up on Ted …
A satire with true overtures… Phyllis, ah, Phyllis, what would I do without her? Every morning she wakes me up at precisely the right time I asked her to the night before…, More faithful a gal, a guy could not hope for… Slowly, reluctantly, I
my dear friend...
just wrote this for my 2 friends here in bisha..theyve been my roomates,coworkers friends and sisters for 2 years..
My arms are empty
I was browsing through my old threads and came across this poem I wrote a couple of years ago, have only recently been made aware of this option on the site and just decided to post it. Its pretty self explanatory.
Entrapment
It's that time of the month, When all things in their Natural balance, are disturbed And nothing you can do can Will appease her, if she gets The wrong reaction. NO, NO, NO! Not that TIME OF THE MONTH; When you walk a thin line for only day
"Gone away"
That's life...
On my mind
The bad grammer is intentional, the bad spelling is not
To be strong
Being strong is not to run quickly to jump the longest or lifting the heaviest. Being strong is not always win, Always to have right or always be the best. Being strong is to see the light when it is dark, fight for something you believe in
I Love You So Much, It Sometimes Turns To Hate
When you looked into my eyes, telling me you would hold my entrusted heart gently in your hand i believed you. Then i solemnly watched in disbelief as you squeezed until no more blood could fall like so many teardrops to this earth. My body tre
Cliche'
A "mini-rant."
Salt On A Birds Tail
There is an old story and it's likely not true, but I am still going to share it with you. You see the old story went that if you wanted to catch yourself a little birdie, and I know that this is probably going to sound pretty nerdy, but they sho
Angel by my side
When you truly love someone The greatest thrill is when there by your side Daniel angel from Cape Cornwall
SHADOW
Just thinking..Just to show that there is nothing to fear....Andrew....xxx