I Wrote Something

face of god is not gone
in the flowers smiles
aqua black drop sky
pure transcendent sun
sparkling light
ascends to astonish
the angels in heaven
who keep the light
of their loved ones
enshrined in angelic voices
one is so rich and full...

I.There once was a beautiful field,A lush verdant paradiseHidden far away, concealedFrom the world's darkness and vice.Every spring after winter had thawedThe children would trickle out in ones and twosAnd play by the lakeside with...

It has been a long journey dealing with the passing of my Mom. This,Thanksgiving is the anniversary of living my life minus a Mother.The seasons of life and how they are played out. The time is like yesterday no matter how long any loss...

I wrote this a while ago, but the time wasn't right, until now...Heard through a spitting silenceThe rat a tat tat of twenty-one days falling from my mouthWhat was it that you wanted?Speak - but not a single wordActions betraying sound...

I am wondering if a person is different in the night time and changing their ways around. So yeah, I don’t know why I wrote it but I just want to write something. It has been a while since December and I feel like writing. Well, I...

  Eyes closed,deep wounds that noone feels,
bleeding since birth,
she lives for everyone n noone.
  She sleeps in the cemetery,by her angel which is one with her,
-her suffering feels.
  She remembers what she has built but shes...

You do not know me Lady , But I know that you're real.I ask about you often . And do care how you feel . We share a common interest , and share a common bond . But i am here and you are there miles across the pond .He loves so most...

Dear Sir or Madam:It used to be frustrating. Then sad. Now it's just plain funny. Every time Miss Frank T. Bunny, Esq. tries to take advantage of human fallibility to turn positions of leadership into positions of complacency, like...

My grandmother dictated this story to someone who translated it into English for her, as she knew very little at the time. We found it among some of her possessions. At the time, she was in a displaced persons camp after the end of...

A butterfly sees the beauty of the world,
sees the ocean,sees the mountains,
sees changes,the nature n more beyond walls.

She hears of a sweet melody,
happy or sad,
music from ppl's hearts,
music when the city dream n dance...

Never have I been happy
I want to be but the feeling just wont come to me
Because of the hurt and pain the world has caused me
Because of the lies you told me
You said *yes* when I said *together forever*
You said you will die for me
I...

They arrived at the club at 11: Ian, Émile, Kevin, and Troy.
The music was already loud, and they hadn't even gotten through to the entrance yet. The long line streamed out of the front door, filled with bigger, better looking guys...

Welcome to my autumnal garden of paradise delights
At times it can be dark, beauty smoldering joy, amidst riotous flowering moody colors.
Soon bright serenity and pristine comfort
Be willing to dirty your hands freeing your mind
Feel...

Where are you?
Come here I call
Across the sea
Between us, all.

I stretch, I strain
I cannot reach
This love for you
A love for each.

Not you, nor I
Can take to wing 
& land on sill
To wake we'd sing.

Rouse my sweet
A brand new day...

George Harrison

Something

I have noticed lately more people here who have lost a child. One most recently., I read her story and gave her my words. Even tho it has been many years since my 19 year old daughter passed away Sometimes it still hurts more than...

I have noticed lately more people here who have lost a child. One most recently., I read her story and gave her my words. Even tho it has been many years since my 19 year old daughter passed away Sometimes it still hurts more than...

     I haven't felt exactly myself these past few days. Sad, easily annoyed, even angry. And I never get angry. But these things happen. Emotions build up over a long period of time until they finally start dribbling out. I distract...

I cry for you.
I would die for you.
When you hide from me I search for you.
I run after you when you run away from me.
But when it comes down to me you go the other way, when I run from you.
When I hide from you, you don't even search...

            I was at the Cloisters last week, this medieval abbey stuck right in the middle of Fort Tryon Park at the very top of Manhattan. It's a long subway ride, over an hour to get there. But I needed to get out and felt like...