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A poem for you . . .
I remember you my friend
I remember you my friend,
In hours of solitude
Among country crowds
Tasting familiar forces
Nurturing flower-stars,
Watching solitary suns sprout
From cold, darkened worlds
You were there
Before you disappeared
From the old path,
The path that led us to be
And it is tea-time in Brussels ,
Brittney Spears is not popular
With someone’s else’s President
Yet the grass still grows.
I have been on this road for a long time
And you, my friend, I remember
As I walk my mind home
Your smile and your spirit
Guide me and keep me awake.

^ by Toni Granstrom 2/03/06

I don't know what you want from me
I beg you please just set me free
I need you out of my head
This game not fun anymore it’s something I dread
How could you, you were a man, hope it was fun
I was a baby a baby just barely twenty-one
You took all of me and tried to make it what you wanted it to be
The thought of love now is like a hell I can't bare
My eyes are open but what you see is just an empty stare
My whole life has been nothing but a lie
Im left broken, empty, and wanting to die
I hate this ugly fucking world today
Nothing more then used goods, as you would say
I don't know why you’re doing this to me
It's hard enough just to be me
What do I do now when you’re all I know?
Where do I go who do I trust what a huge fucking blow
Please you just make this all go away
I can't make it through another day
So filled with Love, life, and the blind innocents of trust
Now you leave me here all alone in a world filled with heartless men whom are consumed only in lust.
There will never again be a day that my heart will be safe to trust
What little is left that you didn't destroy is now just being picked apart it's become the worlds toy
I'm getting down to just one choice
Only wish my head didn't hear that creepy little voice
I swear I will never give up my control this is my choice
My world is coming down right before your eyes
 I'm now so numb I can’t even hear your lies
I'm giving up I’m fading out I'm down on the floor
You've one, I’ve had it with this thing called life it’s your wining score

^ by Mizz Shady  

“Earth’s Elements”

I look into the sky to see malice grey.
The clouds begin to roll in, on what was a beautiful day.
The thunder begins to roar, like a Lion in hunger.
The lightning strikes to the ground, to travel under.
Mother Nature yells in anger and fear.
Please take care of me, please hold me dear!
You rape my soul.
You poison my skin.
You destroy my growth.
You end what I begin.
You go through your life, assuming I will provide.
Yet you are killing me...I am going to die.
Look around you.
Listen to your heart.
I am your Mother, Nature.
I am with you, not apart.
Stop fighting me and denying that I’m here.
I do not want to yell, or cause you fear.
I am here to grow with you and show you light.
I am here to warm your day and cool your night.
I am here to give you the beauty of life.
The beauty of life is what I give.
Please...stop destroying me.
Allow me to live.

^ by, Jacqueline Bonura
June 27, 2002

"No More"

On a cold, chilly evening, in December of the year.
An elderly woman awoke from her slumber, in a great state of fear.
She turned her head, to view the horror at her bedside.
She ducked below her sheets, an attempt to hide.
She realized there was no where to go.
When she hastily lowered her sheets, to view a dark glow.
The dark and mysterious figure stood before her.
She began to cry and weep, as her furry friend had a continuous purr.
Her eyes opened to view here fate.
The angel of death began to approach, as he does not wait.
Her time is up; her physical life is no longer.
She imagines her funeral, wondering who will mourn her.
She slowly sits up and feels her bones crackle.
She watches the entirety of her life, unravel.
Before her eyes.
The clock approaches midnight.
Death is waiting no more.
It is time to go through the next door.
The angel of death has a schedule to keep.
He does not care of the sun, moon, or physical sleep.
Her time on this plane has officially come to an end.
It's too late to catch-up on good-byes, or contacts that long, lost friend.
No more sunshine or wet rain.
No more pleasure, never again pain.
She looks up to view her destiny.
Realizing that life does not wait for her, for you, or for me.
She allows the darkness to take her hand.
She begins her journey to the next land.
She says good-bye to her worldly possessions.
She prays to her god, saying one last confession.
She follows her taker, into the long, dark corridor.
She leaves her earthly existence, she is no more.

^ by, Jacqueline Bonura
01/09/2003

“Warrior’s Path”

The peaceful warrior travels through the still night.
Echoes of small and indifferent creature’s sing into his auditory senses.
Colors of midnight blue and forest green cover his sight.
Taking hold of his vision.
His steps crease into the earth, leaving sculptures of his human presence.
He approaches a watery abyss in the center of the ground.
Falling leaves and raining liquids form a canvas within.
Circles form...geometrical in shape and soulful in perfection.
Shapes of the moon begin to stroll along, turning the canvas into a performance of dance.

Dancer approaches stage.
Views a sea of faces...
they almost seem like still life’s.
The faces begin to change in form, differing in expressions of adore.
The wooden structure called stage, lights up as a summer storm.
Movements of hands in motion begin to create sounds of raindrops, roars of thunder.
Rotation of lower body swirls up, as the faces rise above the wooden structure called stage.
The dancer rolls her body of intense elaboration down, as her lips crease upward.
She lifts her auburn hair and powdered white face.
Her sight visions the wild and wondrous storm ahead of her, on her.
A reflective and clear liquid glides down the austere structure of her face.
Dancer begins to exit her uprising.
Gracefully.
Leaving the wooden structure called stage...
to view the stars in the night-time sky.

“The Milkway is visible, look can’t you see?!”
“Oh, and there’s Saturn, see the rings wind around like an old record!”
“...And there’s the moon, craters deep, like the Grand Canyon.”
“...The North Star, light as day and pure as soul.”
“Mars is over there, the orange flare makes me think of a campfire on a cool, fall night!”
“See the clouds, gliding by...
masking so much of our solar system...”

Our vision is so limited.
Our vision is like time.
No real beginning or end.
Simply an abstract concept.

As the solar system dances among us,
so does the dancer on the wooden structure called stage,
as does the peaceful warrior...
on his path in the still and dark night.

^ by, Jacqueline Bonura
04/22/03

Listening to sounds of sirens beyond my window,
Thinking of you & all we've been through
Where have we been we do wonder?
Through time and again we still ponder
You are the one that was brought to me
to fulfill each other's destiny
How do I know this you ask of me?
I just believe and have faith in eternity.
When did it start between the two of us?
I don't know, but it has consumed us.
There have been so many men before
Only to find there was another door.
In through that space and in time I went
And now I have seen what it was to be meant.
I know the road carried me to you
And I believe in us this much is true.
So many times, have I searched the land?
only to find it was you holding my hand.
I don't know how it all is like this
But it all started with your first kiss.
I knew then that you were special to me
And now I know how much you mean to me.
I will have patience, kindness and trust
Because you are for me and you are the best.
I will be honest and true to you,
I'll love you forever through and through.
I won't get jealous of all your friends
And I won't betray you with other men.
I will have faith, enduring all with you
'cause baby I know that you love me too.

^ by, Bonnie Stang

I guess I never knew you
That is until you died
I never knew your sorrow
Or the hurt you held inside
I looked upon your strength
As a pillar of your existence
Yet underneath that heavy amour
Lay a boy who knew no innocence
I don’t think I forgave you
Though one day I think, I may
I don’t know if it is for leaving me
Or the pain you caused that day
If I tried to cry for you
The tears would only burn
You left me here with questions
And nowhere could I turn
When I gazed into your eyes
I think I sensed your soul
I also hoped and did believe
That peace would somehow follow
Your life had seemed so senseless
As you searched for something more
For every path that you had chosen
lay a closed and forbidden door
Nobody knows our secret
And I guess they never will
For you have taken it to the grave
While it lays within me still.

^ by, NoAngel19731973

Today I got the call you were gone. I stopped to think of all the things that
Went wrong. I can’t call you back to make things right. In one shot you crossed
Into the light. Everywhere i go i see you. Your touch your voice is the one i
Miss. if i could just one more time. Hold you your lips i would kiss. In the short
Time we had. I loved you through it all the good and the bad. The grief will never
Go away in my heart is where your love lays. You are with me in everything i do
My love i will always love you.

^ by, Denise Peterson

I guess I never knew you
that is until you died
I never knew your sorrow
or the hurt you held inside

I looked upon your strength
as a pillar of your existence
Yet underneath that heavy armor
lay a boy who knew no innocence

I don't think I forgave you
though one day I think I may
I don't know if it is for leaving me
or the pain you caused that day

If I tried to cry for you
the tears would only burn
You left me here with questions
and nowhere I could turn

When I gazed into your eyes
I think I sensed your soul
I also hoped and did believe
that peace would somehow follow

Your life had seemed so senseless
as you searched for something more
For every path that you had chosen
lay a closed and forbidden door

Nobody knows our secret
and I guess they never will
For you have taken it to the grave
while it lays within me still.

^ by, NoAngel19731973

Listening to sounds of sirens beyond my window,
thinking of you & all we've been through
Where have we been we do wonder
Through time and again we still ponder
You are the one that was brought to me
to fulfill each other's destiny
How do I know this you ask of me
I just believe and have faith in eternity.
When did it start between the two of us?
I don't know, but it has consumed us.
There have been so many men before
only to find there was another door.
In through that space and in time I went
and now I have seen what it was to be meant.
I know the road carried me to you
and I believe in us this much is true.
So many times have I searched the land
only to find it was you holding my hand.
I don't know how it all is like this
but it all started with your first kiss.
I knew then that you were special to me
and now I know how much you mean to me.
I will have patience, kindness and trust
because you are for me and you are the best.
I will be honest and true to you,
I'll love you forever through and through.
I won't get jealous of all your friends
and I won't betray you with other men.
I will have faith, enduring all with you
'cause baby I know that you love me too.

^ by, Bonnie Stang

...for if I were you, could you sense my longing?
would you toss and turn and dream my dreams,
of "eternity" meaning "never" now, it seems?
unforgettable, undead and yet, to me you are unclear
our destiny together written with blood amidst our fears...
did you ever feel that it's us you're belonging?
the world succumbed for me when I left you,
she cried a dozen times, you never saw me crying,
I thought I had no faith in anything - you recognized me though,
how could outwardly feelings had been lying?
we had so much, yet so much we abandoned, and with sorrow
"Leave names for what they are" u said, I did, but how can I leave you?
For My One, who never realized he was the Only. God bless him.

^ by AL(e)ma

When ur lips moves
Declearin the truth
screamin soul
Don't care of the consequence
sayin it ail
Feelin the sin
It have always been
Peace
On ur own Beast
The soul is flying
Flying.... away
So..so...so faraway
takein the Body with her
A very strange...!!
Wait...it seems
River of screams
Poor u...?!
U don't know what ur soul has been goin through
It's.-.-somethin new
For u
And u...satndin on the edge of the river alone
Just like a baby
First steps were learned
More steps will be burned
The legs leads the Body to the water
Hearin a very starnge whispeing screams
Movein the arms in the water
Unfeelin the sloughter
And by the own hands
Water drop... on the face
can you stand...?!
Memories screams
A truth scene
It seems...
The blind eyes had been rieased
The other side
Hard to reach.....No
Fight
And on the ground
where the Body crashed with a horrible sound
Covered with blood
From the hair till the ground mud
Of the innocent sloughtered soul
It's just a part of all
Now.......
Scream
Your never ending screams
And so more it be
what the soul will see
Search for the keystone
For the soul to be reborne...
Rimy....
The Body is shaken like a leaf
No... relief
Hesitatein steps
Leads through a rift road
To an icey hall
A crak in the floor
The Body fall
It look invincible
Legendary horribe pain
It's no more invisible
Body see it's own sin
Servive....
Body disobye the order
The boones can't take pain shock much further
Sin shock.....demmand
Body must die
It's my.....
A hand comes in
A hand comes out with Body in
Body lay there on the icey floor
More
Teary shacky Body pain
Hit the score
The face look up
To whome this hand belong
A child...
With a rambling eyes
Askin why....
Beged for murcy long time ago
Never been beared
Never been rieased
Trapt & Rapt
He turned away his face
Walked...vanished from this place
Body know this face....can't see his tarce
Can't stand...
pain Body fee!
Smash him thousand of time
In every move he make
Promise for the soul
complete for the same old sake
Darkness all over this place
The Body feel somethin
See nothin
Body smeli someone known
It comes from somewhere around
Steped over something on the ground
Fell down
Someone's body
smells bloody
The Body tryed to move far apart
Couldn't make a singe! move as a start
The heart was on the heart
Face to Face
Eye in Eye
Light...
Known
Dawn....
The Body screamed
Bleed...need....
someone Dragged from under
Arms huged between
Sittin on the knee
A hands moved on the Bodies back
Feelin secure more-
More....
Body knows these hands
Body smelled this smell before
Shacky face Body raised
Blinded from the light
voice whispered
It's alright
Eyes were closed
body collapsed on the chest
P.T.O
Rest

^ by DA

"Broken Faithful Heart"
"When we love and are betrayed
we feel we will never see the day
when our hearts will soar as birds on high
among the trees and thru the skies.

"For the pain remains or so it seems
to last forever turning dreams
into nothing more than sad streams
of tears that flow endlessly.

"They say that time heals all wounds
but time is not what I need right now
I need to know in some way
that love is not a game to play
That the heart is not a toy, a thing
but as fragile and sensitive as a dove's wings."

^ by johnny "d."

. . . and if words shall Be words alone,
let them Be turned 2 the wind
2 Be mOre than etched in stone;
2 Be the very breath of U'r soul
. . . and eternity's wings begin,
              as never ended

Open U'r arms, as U'r mind
into the circles flight
Open with eyes closed
united freedoms sight
Wind strong and warm upon u'r face,
the feeling of Being in it's place . . . . . . . 

^ by genny

I've known you long before this life began.
I've loved you long before this life began.
My soul yearns to be with you again.
Yet, I've found that the quest has gone deeper.
In searching for you, I have found myself...
What a gift you have given me.
I recognize so many, appreciate so much more...
We have all traveled together before.
The love remains instilled deep in the soul
To share lifetime to lifetime.
We will find each other, someday...here or beyond,
See my smile in a moonbeam...
Feel my laughter in the ocean breeze...
Taste my tears in a rain shower...
Sense my warmth in the sunshine...
And feel my love for you in all that surrounds you.

^ by Christa

"Simple Tears"
I cried a simple tear today
Because I felt the need
I wondered why I felt this way
But soon realized it was ok.
Tears are I believe a cleansing of
The things inside we don't let go
The pain we hide, the fear inside
Of the inner child who's all alone.
Until we see the beauty within
And feel the love from up above,
Hear the Angels sing there songs
And gain the strength to carry on.
So shed your tears let them flow
It is one way to let things go
It is not right it is not wrong
It's just your inner child's song.

^ by johnny "d."

Spell..
The things u wanna tell
Regret.....
The memories u musn't forget
Steel from time the moments...couldn't trace
Confessin not makein the right sonnets
Can't u see the darkness
Shinein through the view of ur madness
Revolution in your soul
Raised through your silent call
Makein a comedy scene of the great fall
Carrin the beginin of the end on ur sholder
It's gettin dark...You're gettin older
Findin peace & your piece
In absolute darkness it seems
It seems...you have to choose
U know...the one who have been choosed for u
See it now.....feel ur rain...eyes cries...lies
it was unknown time in time
It was almost as if..!?
Egsistance...
Somethin made a sigin for resistance
...NO...Complete obedience.
Now u don't want to flee
I know
You just wanna be set free

^ by D A

Tear
I shed a tear today
Silently, I felt it fall
You caught it
Shared it
Held it
Felt it
Then suddenly it wasn't
So big after all

^ by Fire

You run through my soul like thunder
one thousand times a day...
Teasing me with thoughts of experience
that keep my fantasies at play...
You are the teacher and student first
to all who find their way...
Yet, you are the first to see me through
the darkest games that fray...
Your strength and power radiates
as your beacon lights my soul through...
It accompanies me on a quest for oneness
and mine accompanies you too...
That our two souls can share the quest
is more than possible, but true...
It shows you hold me dearly, love
because I feel the quest from inside you.
For the cherished one that I love.

^ by jpp

But fear seems to bind my hands and legs in shackles.
At times it feels like tears poured crustily into various bottles.
And though it's the core of my bones that steams the marrows,
As from reality, history or be it nostalgia...
That I tend to continue though with just to see my tomorrows...
I realize I do adhere to man's balance, to an extra enlightenment;
For as the echelon of this mind allies with what some say is hell's clan
It is beyond you or me or them to reason with the reason I am MAN.

^ by Petra Brandt

At times my intellect seemed more of greed
All for show not one did heed
Longing for attention and individuality
Seeing not the actual reality
Eager to prove to myself above all
I could be great...  

^ by Kris10

     The whispering wind on the shores of a forgotten beach seemed to blow through the thoughts of my mind. Lately I've found that my emotions are becoming a symbol of authority. In a state of passion, they seem to be unrestrained. They travel toward what may be perceived as an infatuation that seems to border on the edge of obsession. A deep feeling of wanting to know and, at the same time, a feeling of dread runs through my body chilling my very soul. Maybe they’re moving into realms of a love caused by those symbolic sparks that flow between two people, where their souls are drawn together thru their spirit. 

     This fate could be the passion of all passions. That moment when two souls merge together as one and start questioning such things as the past to see the present and, to view the future and what it may embrace. These ponderings all shall be faced as well as answered, together and alone, in order to appease those tormenting thoughts of a primitive time when love may have failed or infatuation overruled.  Either way, similar thoughts run through both our minds and they shall be unearthed together as well as alone.

     I have been induced and believed, even loved before, so that frightens me not. Yet inner feelings of a fear or wrongfulness for love seem to stand in my way, and that’s frightening not only to me but to my very soul as well. This leaves me alone with my own inner thoughts being driven forward by a force of transformation. I can adapt to change; I have done it many times before. I doubt seriously that one ever seems to stop facing the obstacles of neither love nor of life, because love as well as life, will always find a way to adapt and survive through change and so shall we. 

      I believe that adaptations along with change are universal, a part of life’s existence, and love's experience. Without them one dwells in stagnation encouraging the death of the soul, the body, and/or the mind. This new found reality that I find myself in seems to be over-headed with those questions, the ones that seem to stagnate ones mind, from time to time such as: Why me? Why her? Why us? Why now? Why not? So, will answering these questions remove me from that stagnated pond where they dwell? Or will it even satisfy the quest in my mind, my soul my spirit? Only time can tell. Time tells all in the end.

     I used to hear seagulls at the beach crying aloud: Where are the footprints that danced on the sand in those moments of a love? Where are those romantic embraces that are passionately prevalent under the fullest of the moon? Now I can answer them with the words no more: I know not, nor do I care. Instead, I can answer them: I hear the sweet songs and see white doves, leaving their footprints in the sand under a new moon that seems to be much brighter than those before it. And, they dwell in a newborn experience. They sing a song of joy that comes from sharing, caring, and loving another. 

     The amount of trust attached with their self-confidence will determine how far and how long those sharing, caring, and loving moments will travel forth. One can only hope that behind this veiled emotion of uncertainty there's a chance that this might be their destiny or at least a stop on the way toward it. Are they showing us our destiny as well?

     So for now the stillness of this night is a messenger between our two worlds. The ones in which our souls and our spirits meet on the outer edge of one's imagination. Those worlds, that lay between reality and fantasy where both are existing to be experienced, bear messages even more tender than those sung by the white doves soaring beneath the fullness of this new moon that is held spell bound against a diamond-studded black velvet sky. As with fate, the inevitable has willed that our souls be placed in the passion prison of our bodies. So does love decree, that we shall be it's prisoners. We are held within it's prison, confined in the interior of our mind, thus becoming prisoners of it's ways.

     As I've known from the first meeting of our eyes, my soul could be, or maybe already is apart of your companionship, a friend, a mate, or even a lover, for countless ages to come. I also have known that our first glance was not in truth, our first, brief curious look. It was rather a second, a third, a fourth. No matter, it's not the number nor how often. It’s only that we did. And for me all those glances were through feelings of mixed emotions. It was in those moments of indecisiveness that the temperament of love's ways decided to tear away the veil from my heart's fear and my mind's cautions, removing the face of timeless justice. Yet, there are those who would say this removal is injustice.

     For ahead, one finds themselves back facing each other in the garden where, in faith, we both started. We stood neither separated, nor took from one another at those final moments before separation and nakedness called upon us. We stood motionless, yet in motion. With respect to the face of love, we stood only in the oneness of our own existence and its experience. Back to a time where those first glances taught me to proclaim that living and loving is not living and loving alone. It must be shared with others or at least -- another. 

     So, the ultimate cause for love is created by separation. And the ultimate goal is to be brought back together as one, under circumstances unknown, causing what love hopes is a reunion between two souls or even the greater between two spirits. Much like the waters held within the heavens, it is a life giving force that even reaches beyond death as we know it to be.

    I have thought of you as another person, yet in reality I believe that you maybe rather the other half of my existence and its experience. That part of me that was divided from my existence during those moments of separation. It was in those moments, when the experience of this anxiety became my other half. For it was in that moment when I emerged from the etheric essences of life's ways. During that same moment, as did you. 

     Just perhaps tonight I shall find dreams much sweeter than those dreams of awakening. Now that I have you in my thoughts all that seems left is to have you in my heart, my world and in my life. When the violence of my feelings becomes heavy on my heart and unlocks the treasury of thought, then, just maybe, my love will follow my heart and signal my mind to release my soul.

     Like a golden link in a chain, our first look is just a glance at the brilliance that befalls it. And so it was with our first glance, it became an independent and infinite stare. To know or not to, is the first fruit of sowing toward your being all the while hoping to find that mystical place. A place where roses are white and even black, yet seldom in a union nor separated but rather representing their beauty together and yet still alone. Different to each other’s ways as they may be, they can complement each other together side-by-side in their beauty. 

     This is how we both shall be to each other. As two roses of different colors maturing and blossoming side-by-side while sharing with each, and others, their own unique existence to be experienced, yet holding fast to their own individualism. So shall we. For this is an appropriate aim for love as well as life.

     A letter long overdue for the one I love.

^ by Jan

While watching...feeling the wind dance with me
It is something often not seen
It tantalizes still my curiosity
What a magnificent treat to be...living
The breeze is apparent consuming my theories
Of a million different possibilities

To be free like this mystical breeze
Winding and twirling...never ending
...What a freedom of warm and sweet destiny!

^ by Ruthie

Walking through the mist after a storm
I began to think of a life sweet and warm.
How can I question what I'm given today
When tomorrow may come and take it away?

^ by ShadowPlayer13

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