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Secretly I desired you, thought of you

dreamed of the day I could love you, whisper my deepest secrets to you

hiding my love, my feelings behind friendship

dishonest it feels to allow you to bond with me

platonic, the buddy, the friend I had to be and all the while

my heart couldn't contain just the sight of you, the essence of you

and you in me

The Universe speaks and directs and guides and the Universe, in its brilliance, moved me beyond my childhood crush and opened my eyes to all that was missing

What we truly seek, we truly find....unknowingly at times

what I found was someone lost about love, lost in knowing what love is

but the Mirror I hold up to myself, reflects the same

I am lost

As I change me, I change what is reflected, I change the direction of the Universe
and I change my heart towards you


ClevaWords 2007
[Edited 10/11/07 8:29am]

I dig this.....very nice.

The wind moves swiftly through the pines causing them to howl as if their soul was ripped away in the depths of the dark night

In lue of the war curretly going on I've been loving a quote by H.L. Mencken....

To die for an idea; it is unquestionably noble. But how much nobler would it be if men died for ideas that were true.






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[Edited 10/11/07 7:39am]

The sandals in which I walk
Hold sand from a thousand lands
Regardless the language I talk
Nothing changes the foundation of a man

I wonder if the birds know they're blessed to fly
a striking parralel that teases you and I
why do we stand on our heads to rearrange the frown
emotions that scream but barely make a sound

maybe im getting to personal
maybe a little too personal

the wind and crashing waves seem to make us calm
no longer looking for a break to come in the storm
to find peace in these times has to start from w/in
I let my love flow watch it come back again.

-I was kinda going through a rough patch when I wrote that one.

funnily enough this came into my head this morning before this thread existed.

I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.


by Yeats

Graycap23 said:

thats nice, man

Rhondab said:

Yeah Whatever!! You'd marry me in a heartbeat!!!

DexMSR said:

I hate you! I really do!

Truth

It’s like the sharp edge of a sword cutting through the soul

Erupting emotions like a calm before the storm

Revealing the nakedness of its reality

Yet bears the fruit of peace




Daily Cup of Tea for the Soul
copyyright 2007
www.poetrypoem.com/2elijah
[Edited 10/11/07 8:46am]

2elijah said:

I'd love to see how this continues....

Pebbles, Stones, Rocks and Mountains

The roads through life are like

Pebbles, Stones, Rocks and Mountains

Pebbles are the steps we take to adulthood

Stones are our challenges and obstacles through

our trials and tribulations

Rocks are the ladders that help us climb up the

Mountains to reach accomplishments, goals and success

Copyright 2007
www.poetrypoem.com/2elijah
[Edited 10/11/07 8:16am]

Rhondab said:

Actually, you are the second person that said that, but that is actually how I wanted it to end. The thing is, sometimes truth is hard to accept, and when people are faced with whatever they see as truth, sometimes it leaves them in wonder....


I actually have a couple of poems in the org artist section, so I just pulled them from there over here. Glad you started this thread!
[Edited 10/11/07 9:04am]

Just Because


Sometimes in life we encounter people that

are envious or bitter of our happiness or success

We may never know those reasons why

Could be their lack of inner peace and joy within their souls

They spend most of their time and energy

wishing they had what others were blessed with

instead of appreciating the blessings they already have

So they take their anger and discontent out on the rest

of the world.....just because









LOVE


Love is a powerful emotion.

It's the deepest part of our souls

and the center of our hearts.

It flows like a river through our veins.

An emotion so strong it holds relationships and

families together, yet at the same time, so powerful

it causes heartache and pain


Daily Cup of Tea for the Soul
Copyright 2007
www.poetrypoem.com/2elijah
[Edited 10/11/07 8:48am]
[Edited 10/11/07 8:56am]

The storms r brewing
From more sides than one
As the end of us is near

What used 2 be cool
Is no longer fun
What used 2 be real
Is no longer clear

Graycap23 said:

...cool

Reminds you of the day you met you God, Sunday morning wake up call
Perfection in the making, untouched and beauty unmatched
Silky smooth ways, wiles and wonders move you
Shake you, even scare you

Flower in Bloom
Maker of a new
Light on a hilltop
Can't be touched because its not ready to be unveiled to the world
but you can see all that it will become
Vibrant, lively, emotional, peaceful.....the vibe is too unreal

See a peek into the next thing, the next stage
Death has left the valley, darkness can live no more
The light is sealed inside of the flower, reaching for the golden strength of the sun
Kissed by Jehovah, given permission to be the ONE who changes things, minds and bodies and spirits
Blessed by greenery and embraced by the wind

Flower in Bloom, even in the fall wind comes alive
Await the new thing, Spring comes and not all get to experience its fire and passion
You've sown no seeds, you've planted no love so you reap no benefit of the life of the flower ready to bloom


ClevaWords 2007
[Edited 10/11/07 8:29am]



Moth to a flame






Moth to a Flame....

Fire and passion blaze through

into my veins, burning sensation rushes

intensity, desire to love me, desire to need me

longing for all that you've offered so freely to my spirit

fear sets in to remind me of a past thing, a thing that had me confused

had me lost, had me wandering, looking for the love promised to me

Can a heart be too open, too willing to love as if a noose is slowly being draped so eloquently around my neck.....

The provision of my heart can't be passed out so freely.....

I must guard my heart to guard my peace...peace of mind and my soul

The warmth of your soul keeps me drawn unto your flame....but impatient words burns at every touch.

let me be. let you be. Let me desire something deeper than an online fantasy with twisted words. You shun friendship as if its the greater evil but its the greatest gift I can offer you....

I release you to find the frantic love you seek....as I look for deeper meaning...in stability and patience.....

I'm thankful for the chance to touch the flame....to walk on coals....to feel the heat of your passion and I'm blessed for the wisdom its taken to know that this is too dangerous for me to continue.....
[Edited 10/11/07 8:34am]

Rhondab said:

Awesome!

My emotioinal state of mind, early 2006.

An honest life

What is honesty?
Is it only what I should see?
Or do I have to include
what it is you are not telling me?

I don’t need a degree at Yale
to understand that I will fail
in trying to live
this fake ass “fairytale”.

I’d rather be a murderer or a thief
Than keep forcing myself to be naive
Cover my ears and close my eyes
For all the things you got up your sleeve.

It won’t be long before I break
Watching you have your cake
And eat it too
Next to your “daily steak”

I can’t do this shit no more
My heart, spirit and mind are sore
Bruised, broken, cracked and torn
Yeah, that about sums it up…these four.

Commitment, involvement, love & trust?
Sure, use big words if you must
Even though I am convinced
That you should use the word “lust”

Poison, in my thoughts and mind,
How can I keep pretending to be blind?
Hear the: “Did I tell you I love you today”’s
And forcing a response that is loving and kind.

Babe, I am gonna have to let you go
Even though I said: “I don’t wanna know”
I’ll be dead this time next year
if I keep putting up this show.

Defining You


When they criticize you about your looks

Did they ask your permission to define you?

When they talk about the clothes you wear

Did they ask your permission to define you?

When they joke about your desire to be wealthy

Did they ask your permission to define you?

When they laugh about your passions and dreams

Did they ask your permission to define you?

If your answer is no, then let "them" know

you never gave them permission to define "You".

Daily Cup of Tea for the Soul
Copyright 2007
www.poetrypoem.com/2elijah

billyjackbitch said:

Now that's what I'm talking about..preach on sister...let it go!
Very nice!
[Edited 10/11/07 8:55am]

Fixin to.....



Woke up this morning and figured some shit out.....I figured this and that and the other thing too....I figured you didn't know that I knew....that thing wasn't real. I figured that the me, she and he thing would pass. I figured that I would be aight. I figured that I need to be fixin' to do that and this and the other. I figured that he would be needin' to see, feel and touch. I figured I needed to get ready, get fixin' to get ready to do that thing, the next thing and the other thing. I figured that I wouldn't hear from you today so I figured I'd just talk to the next, the rest but no, no not the best. I figured I'd just walk, talk and just fixin' to do more, do the next thing. I have to pass on the present thing but its the best thing but its the thing that I figured I can't get to so what's the next thing....

I'm fixin' to see.

7/24/07

Time for bed, but I'll have a go


It makes me feel good
And so it should
At the end of my lines
It says that it's mine
Though none would lay claim
It makes me feel fame
And tells me it's art
Not some typed out fart
It's up on the page
I'm some kind of sage
Looks better in type
Just scribbled it's tripe
It's just train of thought
But it must be bought
Not stolen or ripped
I should be tight lipped
We've all written those
Emotional flows
It's gold at the time
But that's just the wine
You wake in the morn
And read, so forlorn
It goes in the bin
At best, in a tin
But here comes the net
I feel less upset
The c and my name
Will make it less lame
It says that I'm real
All up there with feel
My name underneath
Means don't touch it, thief
My work is worthwhile
In arial style
But deep down the gripe
When scribbled it's tripe


Nicholas Richardson, 2007 (c)
[Edited 10/11/07 9:32am]

2elijah said:

Rhondab said:

Great piece!!! you go girl!

2elijah said:

Thanx 2elijah This is the censored version.

2elijah said:

YEAH!!! ~Totally cheering this on!~
Wow, I am so moved by all these inspirational writings and poems. My lord. I visit poem sites often, but I have not been moved and moved and moved and moved again and again like this on one page!
awesome!!

2elijah said:

Amen.

Hell,... WARS were started for love.