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the lights broken but the flames still burning my heart was shatterd but now ill be alright the world will keep turning and my soul will heal in time as i keep learning shaking up my destiny this new life has got me yearning as we go im still me
A wake up call maybe ?
This was written for and about someone special who was in my life for a time
Random act of kindness...........the response was priceless
it is a song
Well what should i say but i love to write which i feel in my heart and mind ...
Loneliness is a Blind Virtue
I enjoy what I like to call 'bent-wing' birds. That is, those which land with wings open, often bent, right before touching down, flapping slowly. Smaller birds probably do this same thing, but the difference is that they do is so quickly, that it is more something that you *see* than something you *watch*. If you think about it, this specific thing, I believe it lends a lot towards considering the difference in attitude, or personality, of larger birds versus smaller. It does for me, anyhow.
Its not just broken pieces I have picked up from the floor Its my passions, its all my desires that have fallen Its more than disappointments that ha
holding on to the rain serching in my heart and in my brain today as i take this bottle hold it in my hand drink it undil my eyes are devil red im going through a moment of lifes bitter pill im the spirit chaser the hunter looking for the sacred dr
Jesus has Risen through the Power of the Holy Spirit and Jesus is living and who accept His as a personal Saviour will live forever with Him ......
when's the train leave?
When I seek solace, this is where I go...to Lisfannon beach, watching the sun go down.
In the springtime maybe we will dance in the flowers sublime In the springtime maybe we can love one another just one last time In the springtime maybe we can touch the sky as we learn to fly In the springtime maybe we can smell the rain as
[ III ] The silence of the crickets My shadow falls, along the grass, Where lovely crickets mourn, Under the moon, with veil of brass And clear dreams, from silence, born. It seems I hear : “This too shall pass” –
Look at me Clearly You'll see The differences Between I & She Suddnly you would rememeber Everythin' I used to be You've lost a Pearl In a Big sea .. How can She replace me .. After all the love baby .. And After the vows You promised
Love is opening one's heart to be bruised, Love is happiness found, Love is joined hearts and hands Love is sacrifice of plans Love gives and forgives Love forever lives Love covers miles of sea and land Love is something quite grand Love su
An old Guy Sacked. After Years of serving the Firm
Spilling my feeling through the air tell me what you know???
Human, flesh blood and bone Human is all I've ever known Human her eyes meet mine Human our hands touch warm and kind God whatever you got in store When you take me Could you make me Human forever more Spirit in my heart Near it and wi
Thanks for bringing me into this world...I'm floating but trying to find a perfect space to land my feet.
1. A father and a mother that really love's their Daughter They would want U to seek to find A real Pure genuine man that's true, that would never be a counterfeit phony, fake to you to use you. 2. Mom and Dad have been together for a very long
Cant express it
Note: From time to time, I like to explore other lives under self-hypnosis..., this one intrigued me..., it took place on a planet called Laiaia..., time-frame not compatible with ours...
I have a friend. But do I, do I? Is she just pretend? Is she just in the sky? Could you be my friend? Could you really be there? Could you be pretend? Could you really care? Just say you love me. Just say it again. Just say you’ll alway
This one is about real energy!
Today someone asked me "what does it take to be a poet?" & I, feeling flippant, (because I am wearing an 18th century dress & think myself in love), answer: "determination, talent, & the desire to have your soul torn out &
It was a beautifully gorgeous sundrenched spring day I had the urge to get outside to chase away the winter doldrums and mingle with the earth and so I called to him , his eyes lit up at once at the idea of frollicking on the lawn Ah but ther
All age are obedient to love, Any villages, cities, She lived the millennia And with us will always live! While we are alive, feelings will be, To give us happiness again
How do you feel when you know that you never get it done ? Does it make you feel tired ? Or does it make you feel invincible ? Eternal ? Nagual is an expression from Carlos Castanheda
i didn't try i tried not to do the same again i tried to stop and just be i tried to know who is me i didn't try to be the me that you wanted to see you miss me you missed me I miss you I missed you We miss the us of we my happp
The month of June is the most favorite month of the year for brides. Why? Well I think it is the beautiful flowers that bloom at that time of year. But who knows in spring thoughts turn to romance after a long cold winter.
This is how I feel my darkest poetry begins to scramble across the page...
Tis Love in Bloom! Have you been there?
This economy has me concerned, but not enough to go for a walk, these cars are a lot of fun!
For ones that know me, for many that do not, I await part 2 myself.. :)
I believe interpretations are forever and what you take from this; well, let it be yours to ponder and keep. For me, it's about driving out of the mundane of our settled lives and into the dreams we have for ourselves, and to let us be all that we are.
the continuation from Part 1
It's in my head still .
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Thanks for reading this gnj. I agree with your comment whole heartedly...
This spoke to my soul! Thank you for sharing it....
rob thank you always a pleasure your comments...
very nice poem, Happy. my stepson (age 11) has a dog named "Happy" who is ill. took him to the vet today. doc said that he had a 50/50 chance of survival. the boy has aspergers syndrome (high functioning autism, for lack of a better explanation). asp...
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