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a daughter
what a joy to behold,
always my little baby,
forever my little princess,
forever holding a part of my heart,
my life time your so precious,
a treasure of all treasures,
to cherish her with all my heart,
an angel my daughter,
who in every day i believe in,
you my little angel,
forever my child,
you will live with me,
all of your life,
in my heart,
in a special place there,
reserved for you,
my diamond,my jewel,
a treasure i once held,
my princess,
my beautiful daughter,
at home in my heart,
with a father who loves you
always my little baby,
forever my little princess,
forever holding a part of my heart,
my life time your so precious,
a treasure of all treasures,
to cherish her with all my heart,
an angel my daughter,
who in every day i believe in,
you my little angel,
forever my child,
you will live with me,
all of your life,
in my heart,
in a special place there,
reserved for you,
my diamond,my jewel,
a treasure i once held,
my princess,
my beautiful daughter,
at home in my heart,
with a father who loves you
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Posted: Feb 2013
About this poem:
to let her see whats in my heart
Sweet angel eyes
Your my sweet angel eyes
You see through all their lies
When you look at me I know you see
One love that will always be
A part of me will always be with you
Me and you together will always make it through
Those rainy days when I'm alone caught up in my ways
Your my sunshine wrap me up in your rays
My sweet angel eyes
Always recognize
I'm the one who try's
How fast time flies
your all I want to visualize
Can't you see it in my eyes
I need you hear my sweet angel eyes
Save me from my demise
You will always be my sweet angel eyed
Never forget that the one who tried
Wipe away the tears I've cried
Take away the pain I feel inside
Give me reason to turn it around
I was lost but you will make sure I'm found
You see through all their lies
When you look at me I know you see
One love that will always be
A part of me will always be with you
Me and you together will always make it through
Those rainy days when I'm alone caught up in my ways
Your my sunshine wrap me up in your rays
My sweet angel eyes
Always recognize
I'm the one who try's
How fast time flies
your all I want to visualize
Can't you see it in my eyes
I need you hear my sweet angel eyes
Save me from my demise
You will always be my sweet angel eyed
Never forget that the one who tried
Wipe away the tears I've cried
Take away the pain I feel inside
Give me reason to turn it around
I was lost but you will make sure I'm found
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Posted: May 2013
Post CommentTrainwreck
You said you wanted something that would always be there
Once you had it sight you forgot to care
How can you be so twisted you where aware
You needed truth but took the dare
Walked into the devils lair
Played with fire and forgot to beware
Spark the flame heat it up
Draw it back and take up the slack
Stick in in fade to black
To late now can't take it back
When your numb can't feel the pain
All you feel is the sound of the train
You take it straight to your brain
Goodbye sanity hello insane
Oh no here ya go your on the hunt once again
You can hear the train comin ya pack your bags with sin
One more trip your running from the pain
Pull it back stick it in your vein
Your bags are packed board the train
Once you had it sight you forgot to care
How can you be so twisted you where aware
You needed truth but took the dare
Walked into the devils lair
Played with fire and forgot to beware
Spark the flame heat it up
Draw it back and take up the slack
Stick in in fade to black
To late now can't take it back
When your numb can't feel the pain
All you feel is the sound of the train
You take it straight to your brain
Goodbye sanity hello insane
Oh no here ya go your on the hunt once again
You can hear the train comin ya pack your bags with sin
One more trip your running from the pain
Pull it back stick it in your vein
Your bags are packed board the train
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Posted: May 2013
Post Comment
Word Portrait
She gazes at me with those ocean eyes.
I feel the total purity of her love.
As I send a prayer of thanks up to the skies
I know that she's an angel from above.
Torn apart so many years ago
we are making up for that time lost.
Now if there's one thing I truly know-
we'll be together no matter the cost.
Side by side we stand and sing our song.
Her lovely voice rings out across the ridges.
Blonde curls frame a face I've missed too long.
No more time will we spend burning bridges.
This West Virginia lass is my dear sis.
Her life has been a rocky road till now.
But together we will find our joy and bliss.
Sisters for eternity is our vow.
I feel the total purity of her love.
As I send a prayer of thanks up to the skies
I know that she's an angel from above.
Torn apart so many years ago
we are making up for that time lost.
Now if there's one thing I truly know-
we'll be together no matter the cost.
Side by side we stand and sing our song.
Her lovely voice rings out across the ridges.
Blonde curls frame a face I've missed too long.
No more time will we spend burning bridges.
This West Virginia lass is my dear sis.
Her life has been a rocky road till now.
But together we will find our joy and bliss.
Sisters for eternity is our vow.
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Posted: May 2013
Post CommentConfused and distraught
Again I am raging, I am in such a state by your soul that every
bond you bind, I break, by your soul.
I am like heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow; I am all
reason, all love, all soul, by your soul.
My joy is of your doing, my hangover of your thorn; whatever
side you turn your face, I turn mine, by your soul.
I spoke in error; it is not surprising to speak in error in this
state, for this moment I cannot tell cup from wine, by your soul.
I am that madman in bonds who binds the "divs"; I, the madman,
am a Solomon with the "divs", by your soul.
Whatever form other than love raises up its head from my
heart, forthwith I drive it out of the court of my heart, by your soul.
Come, you who have departed, for the thing that departs
comes back; neither you are that, by my soul, nor I am that, by your soul.
Disbeliever, do not conceal disbelief in your soul, for I will recite
the secret of your destiny, by your soul.
Out of love of Sham-e Tabrizi, through wakefulness or
nightrising, like a spinning mote I am distraught, by your soul.
bond you bind, I break, by your soul.
I am like heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow; I am all
reason, all love, all soul, by your soul.
My joy is of your doing, my hangover of your thorn; whatever
side you turn your face, I turn mine, by your soul.
I spoke in error; it is not surprising to speak in error in this
state, for this moment I cannot tell cup from wine, by your soul.
I am that madman in bonds who binds the "divs"; I, the madman,
am a Solomon with the "divs", by your soul.
Whatever form other than love raises up its head from my
heart, forthwith I drive it out of the court of my heart, by your soul.
Come, you who have departed, for the thing that departs
comes back; neither you are that, by my soul, nor I am that, by your soul.
Disbeliever, do not conceal disbelief in your soul, for I will recite
the secret of your destiny, by your soul.
Out of love of Sham-e Tabrizi, through wakefulness or
nightrising, like a spinning mote I am distraught, by your soul.
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Posted: May 2013
Post Comment
The Portrait (Shadow’s Challenge)
Hung in an odoriferous old attic
Unobtrusive eyes painted with mystique
Her portrait still hung like an odd megalith
Wearing a brilliant hat festooned with feathers
That hung like tassels from ancient cloth
A smile that irrigated love through time
Sitting next to a most foliaceous urn
Playing an ancient harmonium
A forgotten song effectively silenced
By the passage of time
Unobtrusive eyes painted with mystique
Her portrait still hung like an odd megalith
Wearing a brilliant hat festooned with feathers
That hung like tassels from ancient cloth
A smile that irrigated love through time
Sitting next to a most foliaceous urn
Playing an ancient harmonium
A forgotten song effectively silenced
By the passage of time
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
This was quite entertaining as I was inspired to create an illusion of an old portrait that I imagined being stored in an attic of a Victorian age subject.
online today!Prodcast.. to be added to.. chalange from Mr James
Her hair curled in soft ringlets down her back, her crinoline dress tight at her waist holding her upright, the miles of fabric below spread out on the soft green grass as she sits lost in her thoughts. Her breasts raise and fall softly as she breaths, her cheeks rosy and flushed as her mind wonders to him, the Man who boldly walked up to her at the ball and without even knowing him or saying a word and in front of everyone there. Not caring who saw, his hand lifted and slid behind her neck, he pulled gently and her head fell back, her eyes looked inside his soul, he smiled gently and leaned towards her almost in slow motion, he captured her lips for a second in time and she was lost....
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
Smiles, well not quiet sure if this is what you meant, but lets go for it..To be added to with writting or voice, lets have fun xx
Bits and Pieces
A shrunken elderly man sits in his comfy chair
his mind wanders far back through the many years
he thinks back to the former ladies and that affair
one his wife discovered, what a fuss, so now he adheres
not that it matters much any longer, she is long gone
ah that affair, the thought brings a sparkle to his eye
she was surely a really bonny lass wearing her Saigon
startling eyes of dazzling blue, graceful as a butterfly
he chuckled at his thoughts and enjoyed his memories
even if he could not walk now unless he was assisted
no-one could take his thoughts, he still did his ditties
which made people laugh as they read what he jotted
a scholar of life he had been, a couple of books he had written
he had travelled to many far away and exotic remote places
he remembered a bushman, they had tea and he was bitten
by a swarm of ants, he shook them out and did up his laces
each one happy, with treasures that time could not dim
but most of all these days, he liked all the visits he got
from his daughter and the grandkids loved hugging him
beams all over their faces shining out like a kumquat
as day turned to night he thought to himself, I have lived my life
without squandering or wasting it, I took great pleasure from it
definitely shared plenty with others, really enjoyed the nightlife
what more can one ask at the end of the day when its time to submit
his mind wanders far back through the many years
he thinks back to the former ladies and that affair
one his wife discovered, what a fuss, so now he adheres
not that it matters much any longer, she is long gone
ah that affair, the thought brings a sparkle to his eye
she was surely a really bonny lass wearing her Saigon
startling eyes of dazzling blue, graceful as a butterfly
he chuckled at his thoughts and enjoyed his memories
even if he could not walk now unless he was assisted
no-one could take his thoughts, he still did his ditties
which made people laugh as they read what he jotted
a scholar of life he had been, a couple of books he had written
he had travelled to many far away and exotic remote places
he remembered a bushman, they had tea and he was bitten
by a swarm of ants, he shook them out and did up his laces
each one happy, with treasures that time could not dim
but most of all these days, he liked all the visits he got
from his daughter and the grandkids loved hugging him
beams all over their faces shining out like a kumquat
as day turned to night he thought to himself, I have lived my life
without squandering or wasting it, I took great pleasure from it
definitely shared plenty with others, really enjoyed the nightlife
what more can one ask at the end of the day when its time to submit
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
I have portrayed an elderly man in his last hours he is entirely fictionalMai Daughter
Where-ever I am
What-ever I do
Know...........with all your heart
That I...........Love YOU
What-ever I do
Know...........with all your heart
That I...........Love YOU
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Posted: Apr 2013
Post Commentwork & life
Work is nothing more than what you have to do
But love and family is what is better for you
Relationship and friendship is the best way of going on
But nothing compares to have a little smiling son
Nature is what we have for our life
But without the sun nothing shine
Love your family and be quiet, that our life is short till died
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But love and family is what is better for you
Relationship and friendship is the best way of going on
But nothing compares to have a little smiling son
Nature is what we have for our life
But without the sun nothing shine
Love your family and be quiet, that our life is short till died
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Posted: Apr 2013
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