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Saturday, September 23, 2006
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Love instead of Hate
What are the choices
That we make
It seemed so real
But it was all fake
A land of make believe
A land of making things real
Of taking hold of something
Of it being surreal
Seeing things there
Speaking out loud
Hearing everything
Nothing so proud
Listening to music
It had meaning too
Unsure what was happening
Unsure what to do
Did I want to die
Was that the aim
Did it all become too much
Was it a game?
How did I make the call
Messages sent from high
I was to receive
I let out a sigh
So what did I send back
What was so great
What was I supposed to do
Was I too late
So here is the message
I sent to the gate
I said NO, NO, NO
Love instead of hate.
Hopefully who ever wanted this message will read it.
I was asked Yes or No
I say NO.
That we make
It seemed so real
But it was all fake
A land of make believe
A land of making things real
Of taking hold of something
Of it being surreal
Seeing things there
Speaking out loud
Hearing everything
Nothing so proud
Listening to music
It had meaning too
Unsure what was happening
Unsure what to do
Did I want to die
Was that the aim
Did it all become too much
Was it a game?
How did I make the call
Messages sent from high
I was to receive
I let out a sigh
So what did I send back
What was so great
What was I supposed to do
Was I too late
So here is the message
I sent to the gate
I said NO, NO, NO
Love instead of hate.
Hopefully who ever wanted this message will read it.
I was asked Yes or No
I say NO.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Changes
Out of something old; comes something new
A fresh start; a chance to renew
A feeling of sadness; crying and fear
A chance to start through the years
Once it was thrill and happiness to be near
A sigh on the lips so dear
Soon an aching of distant gone
Perhaps something making one forlorn
A drifting apart; no fault of ones own
One moved forward; while one grown
A distance became a gulf; feeling lost
An iciness that turns to frost
But then something happens; a whisper still
That starts to break through their will
And one realises that there is a chance
To capture that one lost glance
So today; we start anew
Hoping that sad times will be few
Change is finally here
Happiness and family in the air
So I thank you from the bottom of my heart
For being there when others arent.
Thank you for loving me; care too
From your wife; I love you
For my husband; thank you for the ring
and wishing to accompanying me on my journey.
13 Sept 2006
(((((big hugs and kisses))))))
Whitedove
A fresh start; a chance to renew
A feeling of sadness; crying and fear
A chance to start through the years
Once it was thrill and happiness to be near
A sigh on the lips so dear
Soon an aching of distant gone
Perhaps something making one forlorn
A drifting apart; no fault of ones own
One moved forward; while one grown
A distance became a gulf; feeling lost
An iciness that turns to frost
But then something happens; a whisper still
That starts to break through their will
And one realises that there is a chance
To capture that one lost glance
So today; we start anew
Hoping that sad times will be few
Change is finally here
Happiness and family in the air
So I thank you from the bottom of my heart
For being there when others arent.
Thank you for loving me; care too
From your wife; I love you
For my husband; thank you for the ring
and wishing to accompanying me on my journey.
13 Sept 2006
(((((big hugs and kisses))))))
Whitedove
Monday, September 04, 2006
Lost and Alone
lost and alone
in a world of hate and harm
why why did this happen;
where is my calm
will it go
no, i cannot change time
i cannot go back
and reinact the crime
i hate being attached
i hate my emotions; to and fro
being tied to nothing
and the trival thoughts that come and go
i want to be happy
to see the rainbows again
to understand the suns rays
and to be me with a grin
but it is clouded
full of hate and fear
feeling the emptiness of nearness
holding every thing dear
when will this feeling go
what to do
a sorrow deep within
a feeling of sorrow and low
so if you feel this way
join me to
in this loneliness
at the bottom of you.
in a world of hate and harm
why why did this happen;
where is my calm
will it go
no, i cannot change time
i cannot go back
and reinact the crime
i hate being attached
i hate my emotions; to and fro
being tied to nothing
and the trival thoughts that come and go
i want to be happy
to see the rainbows again
to understand the suns rays
and to be me with a grin
but it is clouded
full of hate and fear
feeling the emptiness of nearness
holding every thing dear
when will this feeling go
what to do
a sorrow deep within
a feeling of sorrow and low
so if you feel this way
join me to
in this loneliness
at the bottom of you.
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