My Life through My eyes...I keep my book of poems i used to write, I guess you would call them poems but I hate the word poems, so I call them my Diary,.. I know but, even this is only a screen that know nothing about what is life..but for me.. I write my feelings, if that makes sense. ------ It often takes great courage to not let rumors and talk of doom and gloom affect your doubts and fears ---- Peace. |
There is a reason to live
beyond the things we can do...
My sadness I writes today
from my most profound pain...
No uttered words the poet speaks,
No skies of golden hue...
I woke up in the morning
I rushed into the day...
Let the shadows poet say what they please
For beauty is truth, true beauty, that is all...
Each and everyone of you have things that I admire
I want to be a better person, for all of you...
No more be my words forlorn,
I'm done, dispose of them for me...
Would I could take a handful of people,
Dreamers of passion and keepers of love...
Your image is implanted,
In my mind, I am enchanted...
Know love! For love is what I bring,
A love that's hindered not by rules...
"the only day that never comes is tomorrow, if going to wait until tomorrow, It will never see again soon" |
"As water is to a flower, So is praise to the heart of another." |
"Choices are not wrong or right, Just differ as day does to night, There may be roads and bridges to mend, But they all meet at one place, the end." |