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onir onir 26-30, F 12 Answers Dec 23, 2012 in Community

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breathe breath out ,breath in breath out breath in breath out.

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NIce.

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maslow's hierarchy of needs

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As positive as I can... Stnad by the morals and never give up

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To keep enlightening myself no matter how lifeless or hopeless I feel.

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I wouldn't say that I live the life I'm given. More like...I am trying to live the life I am creating for myself. No one just hands me my life[well your parents and if religious God] , but honestly I am the one in control of it. haha at least I like to feel as if I am.

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Intentionally.

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Enjoying and exploring at its best!!

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One day at a time with a good attitude. Life is what happens when you are making other plans. So you might as well make the best of it right.

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by compromising with it

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As best you can.

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I try my best to be a good member of society, help those who are struggling, work hard, and enjoy what free time I have.

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I had spluttered into life

Onto a path of bitter strife

From the darkness of a womb

Into brightness from the gloom

But life’s journey always ends

With the blackness of a tomb



A lost love once made me cry

I had seen my chance pass by

Death’s sweet voice entrances

She smiles as she advances

And my spirit she will cradle

She gives no second chances



I had flattered to deceive

I was reluctant to believe

I dug my head into the sand

I destroyed the promised land

Became the master of remorse

But still I did not understand



Now a resting place I crave

Far away beyond the grave

Death’s sweet voice is pleading

She’ll give me what I’m needing

And my spirit she will cradle

To stop my soul from bleeding



I had lived with morbid fears

Through the adolescent years

False dreams of immortality

Success a mere formality

But floundered in my apathy

With comfort zone mentality



But now I cease to weep

The tears no longer seep

Death’s sweet voice is calling

To free me from life’s mauling

And my spirit she will cradle

As into her arms I’m falling



I had seen my bridges burned

And my lessons duly learned

But I found the truth too late

And though I tried to mitigate

I faced the sabres of revenge

And the silenced guns of hate



Darkness closes in on day

I will soon be on my way

Death’s sweet voice is singing

Her bells of freedom ringing

And my spirit she will cradle

To soothe away life’s stinging



I dreamed of time beginning

The universe was spinning

But the quirks of evolution

Brought the ultimate solution

And the victims of misfortune

Were left seeking retribution



And so I must bid goodbye

My tears have now run dry

Death’s sweet voice is sighing

She is calm and pacifying

And my spirit she is cradling

As I’m laid here gently dying

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Is that the Magna Carta?

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