Friendship


When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love was nature; and the peace that floated
On the white mist, and dwelt upon the hills,
To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills:
One soul was ours, one mind, one heart devoted,
That, wisely doting, ask'd not why it doted,
And ours the unknown joy, which knowing kills.
But now I find how dear thou wert to me;
That man is more than half of nature's treasure,
Of that fair beauty which no eye can see,
Of that sweet music which no ear can measure;
And now the streams may sing for others' pleasure,
The hills sleep on in their eternity.

Doubt


They bade me cast the thing away,
They pointed to my hands all bleeding,
They listened not to all my pleading;
The thing I meant I could not say;
I knew that I should rue the day
If once I cast that thing away.
I grasped it firm, and bore the pain;
The thorny husks I stripped and scattered;
If I could reach its heart, what mattered
If other men saw not my gain,
Or even if I should be slain?
I knew the risks; I chose the pain.

O, had I cast that thing away,
I had not found what most I cherish,
A faith without which I should perish,--
The faith which, like a kernel, lay
Hid in the husks which on that day
My instinct would not throw away!

A Friend

A friend, a friend
I have never known
A friend, a friend
That has shown
A doorway to light
A passage of hope
A piece of forever
And with this I cope
A friend, a friend
I will always hold dear
A friend, a friend
Who holds back my fear
Of all the rage
Of all the hurt
Of all the words
That are so curt
A friend, a friend
A friend indeed
He is my friend
And he will help me in need

Not Meant To Be


You know, I know
That we were not meant to be
But the heartache is still clutching onto me

I really liked you
That I can see
Why can't I accept
That we just can't be

You know, I know
That you have moved on
But I'm still waiting for a star to wish upon

I really liked you
That I can see
Why can't I accept
That we just can't be

You know, I know
That it hurts so bad
But I can never get over this feeling so sad

I really liked you
That I can see
Why can't I accept
That we just can't be

Not meant to be,
Not meant to be

Peace


Life is an awakening
Life is something new
Life is something you've never dreamed
Come true

Hope is a sensation
Hope is something grand
Hope is something you've never known
To understand

Love is a pure feeling
Love is something plain
Love is something you think
To be insane

NARROW VISION


Flying above the world, everything looks so small --
A thought comes back to me, "The world isn't the mall."
Everything that I used to believe has been turned on its face
And all my preconceived notions bow the knee and take their place,
As I think back to all the places I have ever been;
And sometimes I think I've spent a lifetime chasing the wind.

I could be on the trip of a lifetime --
It would be so very fine.
But if I clouded my eyes with prejudice,
There would be so much that I would miss --
Like these mountains of cloud here in the sky,
I wouldn't see past the hazy preconceptions through the eye.

But here in my heart, I can see things anew
And learn that which I never knew.
The imagination of the heart
Is where I am to start --
It's a journey of the soul,
It's a coming out of the cold.
Open wide imagination's door
To find all you've been searching for!

My Thoughts Think Ill of My Heart


Condescension for my heart
My thoughts, they punish me
for dreaming that such a love could be.
How could one body be so conflicted,
My heart just so hopeful,
My head so insecure.

My heart sometimes races to my mouth in a fit of emotion.

'I love...' I begin. And Stop.
'I don't love anyone.' Says my head.
'I have none to call my own.'

But my heart is still full.

How can it be so?
Such satisfaction for so little cause.

Beautiful...
specially NOT MEANT TO BE

Clown in the Moon


My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the rift
Of unremembered skies and snows.

I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream.

Dreams—are well—but Waking's better


Dreams—are well—but Waking's better,
If One wake at morn—
If One wake at Midnight—better—
Dreaming—of the Dawn—

Sweeter—the Surmising Robins—
Never gladdened Tree—
Than a Solid Dawn—confronting—
Leading to no Day—

And this of all my Hopes


And this of all my Hopes
This, is the silent end
Bountiful colored, my Morning rose
Early and sere, its end

Never Bud from a Stem
Stepped with so gay a Foot
Never a Worm so confident
Bored at so brave a Root

thanx

IF I COULD



I once met an angel who was down to earth and laughed rather than cry

Then she met someone who brought sadness into her life and she fell from the light

The love and compassion that she showed the world slowly began to die

I reached out to help her in those darkened times, but she just fell through

Now I think it's time that angel began to smile again and return to life

To banish the world of darkness that has befallen her with the light of love that comes from inside

If I could walk out of this life and into yours and dry the tears you cry I would

If I could give you all the love from my heart to make you strong again then I would

I would give you all the hugs in the world to see you become the person that you were again

I know that I am not the one that you want to hear these words of affection from

But to leave you where you are when you are such a good person deep down would be wrong

I know that things are hard for you and that you are hurt and confused

But all these words of meaning are not worth saying unless they are meant

These words are meant just for you to help you rebuild your heart and pull yourself through

My Silenced Voice


The secrets that you hide.
And of all the times that I have cried...
The best part of me has surely died.
And I wanted to be your friend.
Your comfort to the end.
And so sadly you closed the door.
Without emotion..
I was floored.
How my heart sank when I'd see your name.
Across my screen...
The knawling pain.
Again... and again.. and again...
Seeing your name just hurt me more.
Only deleteing was the cure.
And how I grasped for the phone.
Aching to dial into the unknown.
And knowing that you said its over...
Again and again... and again.
Pure emotions thru a pen.
The pain crys in my head.
Ever wishing I was dead.
And in the darkeness I write again.
For my love is never ending.
Unadulerated love that I defended.
And your sorrys ... Do not sooth a bit.
The pain just doesn't quit.
If it was my choice.
I wouldnt choose it.
As for my mind...
Just hope I won't lose it.
For my soul is not mending.
Upheaval never ending.
Forever torn apart.
Not condescending.
And the shattered little pieces of my heart.
There's no glue to put back the pieces.
To smooth out...
The grimaces that cause my creases.
Never mind... a brand new start.
So cut me down...
For all eyes to see.
I cannot help,
That I be me.
And I'd rather hang my head in shame.
Then say the words..."I love"... ever again.
Now there's no choice...
No last words of solice.
My silenced voice.

Saying goodbye


He rings my phone again at night
And tries to solve another fight
We break apart at the seems again

This drama that we create
Now encompasses our fate
All over as you walk out of the door

Everytime we go around
Hearts will break, tears fall down
We're never ever looking back

I'm saying goodbye
You're leaving tonight
Wasted all these lonely teardrops
Saying goodbye
Leaving tonight
Wasted these worthless tear drops now

All you think about is yourself and nobody else because
Your ego consumes everything you know

That thing which you call a brain
Lacks more than I can explain
Don't apologize because its not worth it

Everytime we go around
Its worthless as the pain resounds
We're never ever going back

He's saying goodbye
And leaving tonight
Despite all my lonely teardrops
Saying goodbye
And leaving tonight
Its pointless to miss you now

Saying goodbye
Wasted on these lonely teardrops
Saying goodbye
You've used up all your second chances now

Everytime we go around
You use me and the tears fall down
Everytime we try again
This vicious cycle starts again
I'm never going through that again

I'm saying goodbye
And leaving tonight
I have no more lonely teardrops
I'm saying goodbye
And leaving tonight
You're not worth these lonely tear drops now

She Walks In Beauty


She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Life And Love


All my past life is mine no more,
The flying hours are gone,
Like transitory dreams giv'n o'er,
Whose images are kept in store
By memory alone.
The time that is to come is not;
How can it then be mine?
The present moment's all my lot;
And that, as fast as it is got,
Phyllis, is only thine.

Then talk not of inconstancy,
False hearts, and broken vows;
If I by miracle can be
This live-long minute true to thee,
'Tis all that Heav'n allows.

Love Not Me


Love not me for comely grace,
For my pleasing eye or face,
Nor for any outward part:
No, nor for a constant heart!
For these may fail or turn to ill:
Should thou and I sever.

Keep, therefore, a true woman's eye,
And love me still, but know not why!
So hast thou the same reason still
To dote upon me ever.

Love Song


This that I carry like a butterfly,
prisoner in my cupped and outstretched hands,
is, of all things, small,
but great in its demands
and bears within itself a world of power.
I close my hand upon it like a wall.
For this there can be neither time nor season
and of all things upon the earth
it has the least to do with reason.
(I open my hand, finger from palm. Look!)
This holds within it life, death, and birth;
used wrong, there is no harm it cannot do.
Look long, look carefully;
this is for you.

Best Of Friends


The best of friends,
Can change a frown,
Into a smile,
when you feel down.
The best of friends,
Will understand,
Your little trials,
And lend a hand.

The best of friends,
Will always share,
Your secret dreams,
Because they care.

The best of friends,
Worth more than gold,
Give all the love,
A heart can hold.

Uncounted Blessings


Whenever we gather together,
The words are not easy to find,
But love speaks a common language
When people have ties that bind.
We don't always say what we're feeling
As often as families should;
We don't count our blessings out loud,
But somehow they're understood.
We know that we're thankful for living
With the comfort of each other's care;
We're grateful for memories and stories,
And the jokes that our family shares.
We might leave a promise unspoken,
But we know that we're loyal and true;
We can count on companions through life,
In the sunshine and shadows, too.
We might show some special attention
To a stranger, acquaintance, or guest,
But we never forget in our hearts
About those that we really love best.
These blessings can never be counted
Like money or gold dividends;
They can only be shared as the love
That exists when families are friends.

Awesome.....

shows ur shining mood....

Teddy Bear


Was more than two years ago
I met a gentle, understanding and very patient friend
I now call him Teddy Bear
Teddy Bear has a heart of gold
Teddy Bear is also very bold
He is seldom angry and always has a smile
Teddy Bear you brighten up all our lives
With your good nature your openness
I thank you Teddy Bear
You are the friend No One Can Beat
Thank you for always being there
For always having good things to say
For advising me the right way
For all the above and loads loads more
I know you care and are my friend
God Bless You Always Teddy Bear !!

I Am in Need of Music


I am in need of music that would flow
Over my fretful, feeling fingertips,
Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips,
With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow.
Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low,
Of some song sung to rest the tired dead,
A song to fall like water on my head,
And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow!

There is a magic made by melody:
A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool
Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep
To the subaqueous stillness of the sea,
And floats forever in a moon-green pool,
Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.