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Unknown

If You’ve been left behind by by your parents.

July 27, 2008
Is the day I will never forget
The woman who gave birth to me passed away (spiritually)
Yet my tears were cold not wet
I prayed and meditated needing to know
How can one give birth and be so cold
Then a peaceful feeling came over my heart
It had nothing to do with her this I was told
God has a reason for all things that happen
It’s about His Will, no one else’s
So I have to forgive this woman
For her unlovingness and her selfishness
I’d like to say “I don’t know her”
But this would be untrue
The story as I “Had Known It”
Would make the happiest person blue
Like someone jilted at the altar
Feeling empty and asking “Why Me”
Now I know the real reason I’m here
My eyes have opened now I can see
It’s always been his plan
It never involved her at all
She never had a clue
From the start, it was “GOD’S CALL”
She did her job then off she went
Continuing with her life
Never showing concern or care
Or if “MY BOY IS ALRIGHT”
I was loved and wanted by GOD
To show the world his love
Using this child as an example
It’s not our will but “HIS FROM ABOVE”
How from nothingness can love and peacefulness come?
Good can come from bad
How Beauty came from an empty shell
Using just what he had
For all of you who are out there
WONDERING “WHY ME?”
This is God’s way of saying
You don’t need them I’m the one Who’ll Give You Peace
I will guide you and love you unconditionally and forever
You are mine alone
You don’t need an earthly mother or father
Because I am your home.

William Luciano
2008
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Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
There are to many adults these days whom once were children with this situation. The shame is as children we thought for some reason we were at fault. When in truth we had not done 1 thing wrong. I have(thru prayer and forgiveness) I've learned that the whole reason for my being was not because of the adults who concieved me but because my true Father wanted me on this earth to assist those FOSTER-ADOPTED AND/OR LOST CHILDREN who fell like it is all their fault. This is far from the truth. These are the chosen few whom God is calling to serve his Will in a way that we just can't comprehend. Personally I feel my job is to bring a sense of worth to those who feel "IF THEY DIDN'T LOVE ME WHO WILL". We are stronger than this and will become stronger every day. If you are one of the "FOSTER CHILDREN OF YESTERDAY AND/OR TODAY let's get together and talk to see how we can better those who feel UNWORTHY. They are every bit WORTHY AS THE NEXT PERSON. IF NOT MORE. GOD BLESS. BILL
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Unknown

unnamed

Run the silent path to nowhere,
Everything is all.
You could have a pleasant life,
If summer had no fall.

Treat yourself so gently,
Though the task is often hard.
A man is not a god it seems;
Who holds the final card.

Close your eyes and feel the darkness
Speaking, hear the sound.
We only catch a glimpse
Of all the life that is around.

The man is not alive who knows
The value of his soul.
And when our lives are pulled away,
There's more to fill the hole....

I wonder what you'd think;
If all the changes didn't come?

And growing old was only
Going back to where you're from?

Far beyond all senseless thought
There lies a core of gold.
Where essence of a newborn child
Is waiting in the old.

The master plan is well perceived,
Its there for all to see.
And each day that we spend in thought
Is living harmony.

Reach into the depths of being
Pass beyond the years
Time is lost in stillness
Where there are no hopes and fears.

Linger in the void
Just like a beacon in the night.
Purity will fill your soul
With ever present light....

For everything you see...
Is waiting patiently within.

And growing old is only
Going back to where you've been.
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Posted: May 2010
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Unknown

Threadbare.

a piece of me caught onto you
when you told me goodbye.

you expected me to stay,
then to run right after.

full speed ahead, tugging that piece of me;
again, you neglected to even notice
that I am unraveling,
threadbare, becoming
a single thread;
just a thread
trailing
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y o u .
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Posted: Jun 2010
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ironman

mary had a little lamb

Years ago I sang that nursery rhyme
Mary had a little Lamb
and it was such a soothing song
I was able to feel at peace within my self
Now I meditate and practice concentrating
I have met my Mary
I love her
and I want to be with her
This is a happy moment in my life
Thanks to all who have contributed
The little lamb whos fleece was white as snow
joyful melody wonderful lady
White is a happy colour
everyone likes to be happy
sincerety and positive thoughts
God bless all the sheep in the world
as the song goes
we are poor little sheep
who have lost our way
Baa---baa---Baaaaaa
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Posted: Sep 2010
About this poem:
the lord is my shepherd there is nothing that I want
Mary is the best little lamb in town
we are itemized
and everything is all good
God bless the beast and the children
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Unknown

True Life of Modeling

......heaven on earth

back again

into

under

far in between

through it

in it

and above.......
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Posted: Sep 2010
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ironman

Adventures in Friendship (the BBQ)

I will continue to treasure my friends from all over
The Scottish Italians Bulgarians Irish four leaf clover
Fun times always frequently joyful expressions
Exiting the event with proud lasting impressions
All over the world excitement communication is there
Comparatively a thrilling roller coaster ride at the fair
"This land is your land, This land is my land
From Bonavista to Vancouver Island
From the Arctic Circle to the Great Lake waters
This land is made for you and me"
Another Saturday Afternoon Delight
BBQ with new friends at night
Meeting interesting wonderful friendly faces
Honest integrity blessed with all these graces
Adventures in friendship for all
Come out and join us give us a call
" This land is your land, This land is my land
From Bonavista to Vancouver Island
From the Arctic Circle to the Great Lake waters
This Land is made for you and me"
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Posted: Sep 2010
About this poem:
I enjoy to meet new people
Share a good time laughs talk and mingle
interesting things to do when your single
always good to be happy and positive
Blessings and love to everybody
Happy trails on your journey of life
A wonderful roller coaster ride for everybody
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byfaith

dear, megonia!

where is my beloved? is she truely mine? i have been waiting, all night so long! could she be aborting? love the hero unsung? hearts that were dating, thus what went wrong? as the night lingers, darkness and silence prevail. the songs, my fingers, screeking crickets and nightingals! will the call of love, be answered, this night? i dread that after all, she will not appear; she remains outta sight. return return my love, it's getting sooo late! the moon is returning, the sun will replace. the horror, another sunset? my bother, my regret! but why would you, another season to past? and continue, this farse? love it's your throne; heart is your own. emotions heaped, not stacked. love won't turn back.
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
this is dedicated to a woman with the above name. she love romance and poetry and i wrote with her in mind. i wanted to captivate the spirit of her mind.
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byfaith

Trust.

You want my trust, but how could i? You are but a stranger. Yes i have known you many years, but its what you told me, that gave me my image of you. Do i really know the sky? even though it always in my eye. Come on, you are flesh, with passions and lust. When i solve the mysteries of the sky, you are next, with your lies, and trust.
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Posted: Oct 2010
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Unknown

tired

i hang my head and cry sometimes
thinking back i cant help it sometimes
scattered pieces of myself in sight
but I cant seem to pull the pieces together just right

echos of sorrow, memories of emptiness fill my mind
i learned to be disconnected, numb my cries
no one to look for me, alone every night
a struggle to hide the shame and pain from my eyes
so disconnected, i hide the truth with lies
lost my way, not knowing wrong from right
so many times i could have taken my life
but through Gods grace i'll pick up the pieces and let my light shine bright<3
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
A piece of me
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Unknown

Oceans Apart

Oceans apart and you're
In my heart
We know that when we
Shall meet-
That there will be
Love from the start
Open arms and tears
In our eyes-
Little did we know we
Would change our lives
Now I know distance
won't keep us away
Even Oceans can't
Make our love go a stray
Time will show that
our love will grow
Every moment and
Every day!

I love you babe!
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Posted: Dec 2010
About this poem:
this is about a guy i am friends with over seas and can't wait to meet him!:)
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