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I MET A GREAT GUY ON LINE
AND HAD THE MOST FABULOUS TIME 'CHATTING' AWAY
TO THIS MAN EVERY DAY
AND FALLING IN LOVE WITH HIS MIND
WE GOT ON SO WELL
IT WAS EASY TO TELL
WE MATCHED! WE WERE TWO OF A KIND

WE TALKED AND WE JOKED 'ON THE SCREEN'
COULD THIS BE THE MAN OF MY DREAMS?
HE CALLED! AND SUGGESTED WE MEET
OH! LORD I WAS GETTING COLD FEET!
BUT HE SOUNDED SO GREAT
I AGREED TO A DATE!

NEXT DAY HE ASKED FOR A DATE
HE SOUNDED SO NICE, I DIDN'T THINK TWICE
SAID ¨YES: I'LL MEET YOU AT EIGHT¨.
AND THOUGHT ¨WOW¨! I CAN'T WAIT!¨
HE SAID ¨DINNER AND WINE¨?
SHALL I BOOK IT FOR NINE¨?
I SAID, ÖH ! YES THAT'S FINE¨

WAS SO NERVOUS I COULDN'T GET DRESSED
TOTALLY WOUND UP AND STRESSED!
¨WHICH DRESS? ¨I CAN'T CHOOSE
AND ¨HEAVENS! WHAT SHOES¨?

COULD THIS REALLY BE MR RIGHT?
THAT I'M MEETING AT EIGHT TONIGHT
SO 'WHY THEN AM I UPTIGHT'
BUT I HAD A GREAT TIME
AND SOON I SIGNED OUT!-OFF LINE.

i FOUND THIS FAB MAN ON THE NET
I KNEW AS SOON AS WE MET
HE WAS FUN, HE WAS KIND
HE 'GOT INTO' MY MIND
IN A WAY THAT I'LL NEVER FORGET!

It has come to my attention that some of might be mistaking some of things I have posted. Most of my stuff is on the darker side. Perhaps a bit too much for this forum. I'm not a bad person. I would never hurt a fly. Except for one instance, in all of my poems all of the violence and evil are the acts of another.... And not meant to sound sadistic. And in that one instance, it was to grossly exaggerate the way I feel. I like to use lot of "sarcasm", if you will. And often write as if I could understnd what's going on in someone elses mind. I'm not out portray myself as some dark negative human being nor to offend anyone.

I'm sorry if I have.

THE PHOTO
THERE WAS A TIME WHEN THE PHOTO DID NOT LIE.
IN THIS AGE OF TECHNOLOGY THIS ITSELF HAS BECOME A LIE.
I LOOK AT MY PHOTO IN THE PC; I DO NOT LOOK LIKE THE STAR I WANT TO BE.
I MUST ALTER MY FACE TO REMOVE THE SCAR.TO MAKE THIS IMAGE LOOK LIKE A STAR
THE WRINKLES ARE MANY, IT LOOKS AS IF MANY PEOPLE HAVE LIVED IN THIS OLD HOUSE.
THIS IS NOT A PROBLEM; I CAN REMOVE ALL WITH THE CLICK OF A MOUSE.
MY HEAD IS BARE BUT WITH ONE CLICK I CAN PUT ON A HAT.
MY BODY IS THIN NO MORE, CLICK I AM NOW FAT.
MY HAIR IS GREY BUT I HAVE MY FRIEND THE MOUSE, IT IS NOW BLACK.
TO SHOW MY BLACK HAIR I CAN REMOVE THE HAT.
I LOOK AT THE PHOTO IN THE PC.I AM NOW THE STAR I WANTED TO BE.
THEN I LOOK TO THE MIRROR ON THE BATHROOM WALL, DISMAY IT IS STILL THE OLD ME.
I PREFER THE IMAGE ON THE PC THIS PERSON I WOULD LIKE TO BE.
MY TEETH ARE STRAIGHT AND WHITE MY HAIR A SHINNING BLACK.
I CAN SEND THIS NEW IMAGE OF ME TO PEOPLE THROUGH MY PC.
NO ONE OUT THERE WILL EVER KNOW IT IS NOT THE TRUE ME.
YOU CAN BE WHAT EVER YOU WISH TO BE WITH A CAMERA AND A PC
MY EYES WERE BLUE BUT NOW ARE GREEN, WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF TECHNOLOGY.

BY: RAY

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lol seems i've an affliction, it's an addiction to your nonfiction ...... your thoughts your wishes your cons an your prose freedom y'all found with no cover not bound ..... it's so good to see that jointly, what we all share's commented with true care. :)

Mirror mirror on the wall,
as you watch us down the hall,
you try to frighten and scare us all,
we hope and wonder when youl fall,
when the room is cold and lonely,
this is when we know youl call,
some may answer some may not,
but this about you this ill say,
it doesnt matter if your hot or not,
please dont tell me thats a bot,
people come and people go,
especcialy if the room is slow,
very few peeps are the same,
even the few that say this site is lame,
we all post comments every day,
we should all watch what we say,
most of us come here just to play,
some of us come for something more,
and some come just for the fun,
this is a place to be yourself,
some days we argue and some we dont,
if you stay long enouph your bound to hear,
alright guys and gal's im outta here,
so this is my poem from me to you,
I really hope you all think its cool!

today i stand up with so many
with the proud colors behind me
as there was no time to think but the under standing of
who we , they , them are
as i looked up and down i see so many happy.
for what they are standing for.
we , they , them are not any different but so many are afraid
y i dont know but im not one of THEM

Bob had a heart of gold,, was takin before he grew old,, the songs he sang, gave joy to us all,, on may 11, sum spirits did fall,,them spirits hav raised and its now time for jah, to give bob,, thanks and praise...

There comes the Day, when the human Heart come to life heart,
She always beat, but only now beat out of love, joy,
Life support at the Heart pumping movements, and movements of released emotion
Life winding, it snakes išvingiuoti roads.
The road dusty, siaurejantisi and splay,
Full of feelings - of admiration, love, sorrow, pain,
Emotion - tears, anger, hate, joy.
Dissolute man in his own way there - hope to move him directly - without barriers, risks,
Only joy and happiness.
Minds, hearts not be able to light up the issues, reflection, preparation, reconciliation.
Come severe year of life - Do not be alarmed, and had to be, it is inevitable to man.
Life has always been wrong, turn ..
He warned us, but we nesiklausemen not herad.

I was tried before, without a just cause. Slandered to the core, they broke all laws. Justice naturally being denied, i seen as a nerd. Summarily i was tried, i was never heard. My character being defamed, with strange accusations. Misuse of my name, with libellous defamations. This not so unusual, good people know it. your name in scandal, gossip being the culprit. But i no longer, take it to heart. My mind is stronger, now expecting these darts. Hatred anger and jealousy, govern the wicked's heart. Good people their enemy, we all play our parts.