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Thread started 04/27/04 10:46am

Mizzunderstood

A poem 4 Crazyhorse (And everybody else)

A crazy horse I've been reading ur poems and ur actually good, so I thought it would be kind of cool to share one of my poems with you, it doesn't rhyme though. Hope u like it. Everybody else can read it 2.

The Deepest Love
Written By: Me

As I sit here with a piece of paper and pencil in hand, I am thinking, reflecting, contemplating of ways, different ways, unique ways, distinctive ways of how I can express myself to you of what I feel inside.

Sometimes words aren’t beautiful enough to capture the emotion that lives within me.It's so subliminal, yet alive, It’s as deep as wishing well never ending.

My emotions r scorn like the lava hidden inside a isolated volcano. If u listen it quietly erupts my inner most passions I have 4 you.

For every tear that I cry is a reflection of the love you have given to me. A love pure as honey, untouched by any malice or animosity. A love unconditional, in a spiritual sense that came from heaven above. A love so dear , so earnest it could heal the keenest wombs of the forgotten.

For every tear that I cry is a rapture of devotion I found in you. I am in my highest state of ecstasy. I can now see with my third eye. You’re embrace is so subliminal. I’ve been to paradise & beyond and I am obvious 2 the worldly things around me. Everything is past tense. Including this life, the next life or the hereafter. The only thing that matter is, the love we share. This is why I’m here in heaven. When you say you love. I hear the voice of God.

I am between 2 states, not knowing fact from fiction or reality from a dream, because the dreams became reality, the fiction became fact and the unknowing became knowing once I looked inside of your soul.

Every since I became a part of you, I feel like in some kind of subconscious awarness. I lost myself inside you of, I never want to be brought out, because I’ve become apart you. Your mind, Your ambitions, Your soul, Your dreams, Your purpose , Your will, Your legacy and Your Aspirations.

I am a poet, yet I can not find the words beautiful enough , deep enough, meaningful enough to express my emotion I have inside, to express what I feel for you. So I cry.

For every tears that fall from my eyes re-writes every beautiful word ever written, every poetic word that was ever spoken, and every true love that lived before us in the past. Love is a word that is infinite. It has no beginning or no end.

And no matter how profound the English langue can be, the will never be enough words in the dictionary, enough letter in the alphabet to seize the elegance nor beauty, nor true nature in which empowers the weak in minded and the weak spirited. As u kiss me , the spirits awake!

Let me be quiet from now on. I shall not speak a word. Let us stand still in the beauty of silence and let God shows us how to love. Though my words my not express what I truly feel inside, if you look into my heart, you will see how my emotions bloom fully of your love. You can hear it’s rhythm softly speak your name. I’m trying my best to explain, my life would be nothing, nothing without you by my side. For you the reason of my existence. Thank you for my life.

Let’s dig deeper unto the unknown for the obvious is already shown.


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[This message was edited Tue Apr 27 11:10:45 2004 by Mizzunderstood]
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Reply #1 posted 04/27/04 11:05am

crazyhorse

Mizzunderstood that is so damn good I almost can't believe it.
I'm very impressed and I'll become a better writer because of it.
Thank you very much...
[This message was edited Tue Apr 27 22:19:58 2004 by crazyhorse]
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Reply #2 posted 04/27/04 11:07am

Mizzunderstood

crazyhorse said:

Mizzunderstood that is so damn good I almost can't believe it.
I'ts the most touching,well written thing I've seen posted on this site.
I'm very impressed and I'll become a better writer because of it.
Thank you very much...

Anytime .... smile

I wrote this a while back when I was still in highschool. I said I'm gonna write it 4 my soulmate, whoever he is wink
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Reply #3 posted 04/27/04 11:58am

crazyhorse

Since you were so cool to share on with me...

debra lynn
by;cRAzYHorSE

bricks of my wall i stack high
no release early,here till i die
skin is dry,itches from inside
despair the origin of my slide
clothes are to big,just my size
drapes pulled tight,not sure why
starting line,i won't cross this time
lost the will to hold my soul
relief will come when i am cold

black rain floods my soul
drowning is painless so im told
breath i can't hold
black rain floods my soul
in to deep,sides to steep

can't let myself get sick again
found way to keep it all in
friends asking were i've been
unplugged phone,bill's been paid
family note says live with them
why try to win, i can't swim
looking at ruins i have made
foundation of clay melted away
i hate god for making me stay
debra lynn you took her today
.
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Reply #4 posted 04/27/04 2:00pm

Mizzunderstood

crazyhorse said:

Since you were so cool to share on with me...

debra lynn
by;cRAzYHorSE

bricks of my wall i stack high
no release early,here till i die
skin is dry,itches from inside
despair the origin of my slide
clothes are to big,just my size
drapes pulled tight,not sure why
starting line,i won't cross this time
lost the will to hold my soul
relief will come when i am cold

black rain floods my soul
drowning is painless so im told
breath i can't hold
black rain floods my soul
in to deep,sides to steep

can't let myself get sick again
found way to keep it all in
friends asking were i've been
unplugged phone,bill's been paid
family note says live with them
why try to win, i can't swim
looking at ruins i have made
foundation of clay melted away
i hate god for making me stay
debra lynn you took her today
.



that's nice, it sounds like a song nod
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