ME
the better the poetry the more sincere in life.
his life is an experiment in living (it is not little thing)
to accept one's own thought when the thought of others has the authority of the world behind it.
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Monday, July 14, 2008
Girl of Stone
dis is about her whom i known fer 6 full moon.....
Hard as stone
with hidden fears
she love in silence
no one hears
Eyes of ice
never to melt
locked feelings
never felt
Spirit of steel
never broken
frozen emotions
left unspoken
Heart of gold
sweet as can be
beautiful soul
she means so much to me.
lost and killed 8:51 PM
beyond man's reach
beyond man's reach.....
Our friendship is an ocean, stretching
Far and wide
Never ending-
Filled with memories-
That last a lifetime
You've always known
Just what to say
You were always there,
When I needed you the most
When I needed-
A shoulder to cry on
Yours was always waiting
When I needed-
Someone to talk to
You were there
Just listening
When I needed-
Someone to hug
Your arms were
Doors wide open to me
Our friendship's
Just like the
Stars-
Both go beyond
Man's reach
All of the giggles we shared
Let the salty taste of tears
Run down our cheeks
All the Laughs,
The smiles,
The hugs,
The inside jokes,
The hours online,
And
The eighty minute phone calls
Just because
You were the family that
God forgot to give me.
izzen dat true shidah *winks*
Our friendship is an ocean, stretching
Far and wide
Never ending-
Filled with memories-
That last a lifetime
You've always known
Just what to say
You were always there,
When I needed you the most
When I needed-
A shoulder to cry on
Yours was always waiting
When I needed-
Someone to talk to
You were there
Just listening
When I needed-
Someone to hug
Your arms were
Doors wide open to me
Our friendship's
Just like the
Stars-
Both go beyond
Man's reach
All of the giggles we shared
Let the salty taste of tears
Run down our cheeks
All the Laughs,
The smiles,
The hugs,
The inside jokes,
The hours online,
And
The eighty minute phone calls
Just because
You were the family that
God forgot to give me.
izzen dat true shidah *winks*
lost and killed 8:40 PM
the beginning
the begining......
the life of man whom start his blog with a simple phrase and verse in his serendipity mind of his.....
well this is the start of new begining the life of a poet....
poetry is such a beautiful and poems are literary meant to be be heard and spoken in the mood of others which may be omnious ,wistful,sensual,inspiring just like life of a poet...
lost and killed 8:30 PM
RANDOM RAMBLE
with a simple phrase and verse in his serendipity mind of his.....
well this is the start of new begining the life of a poet....
poetry is such a beautiful and poems are literary meant to be be heard and spoken
in the mood of others which may be omnious ,wistful,sensual,inspiring just like life of a poet...
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