Branded a catholic
Yet I believe in them all
Some writings are lost
Others tagged on walls
The truth is just that
Nothing more nor less
Man distorts this truth
Making his ‘words’ into facts
I have my own beliefs
And have my own thoughts
I believe in something
It is the unknown ‘God’
9/23/09 @ 8.10pm
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Fear
Don’t fear the unknown,
Fear the known,
There is a good chance its wrong!
So be prepared…
9/23/09 @ 8.03pm
Fear the known,
There is a good chance its wrong!
So be prepared…
9/23/09 @ 8.03pm
Choice
the flip of a coin
the drop of a hat,
sometimes we do things,
we simply cant take back,
we make our choices,
with the info we have on hand,
the mind distorts what we see,
looking for the answers to let us be,
but what gets done,
cannot be undone,
so take time when you choose,
cause you just never know son.
9/23/09 @ 3.30
the drop of a hat,
sometimes we do things,
we simply cant take back,
we make our choices,
with the info we have on hand,
the mind distorts what we see,
looking for the answers to let us be,
but what gets done,
cannot be undone,
so take time when you choose,
cause you just never know son.
9/23/09 @ 3.30
Gift
The gift of a lifetime,
One which cannot be seen,
You raised the bar,
And brought out the best in me,
You showed me the truth,
In a way unlike before,
You unlocked something inside me,
And opened a welded-shut door,
I’m grateful for everything,
Even if it left me with a broken heart,
To this I thank you Burberry,
Forever I carry you in my heart
9/23/09 @ 11.10am (Chicago Airport)
One which cannot be seen,
You raised the bar,
And brought out the best in me,
You showed me the truth,
In a way unlike before,
You unlocked something inside me,
And opened a welded-shut door,
I’m grateful for everything,
Even if it left me with a broken heart,
To this I thank you Burberry,
Forever I carry you in my heart
9/23/09 @ 11.10am (Chicago Airport)
A Flower
While being told that things will never be the same,
I glanced at a flower to find the beauty of it all,
This flower represented us,
We were one way on the inside,
And another on the out,
And under these conditions,
This flower has bloomed,
Opening up and exposing its beauty,
After eons of going from seed,
To stems with roots,
Sprouting flowers and opening up to bloom,
This flower found its way into a living room,
A random chance?
Or was it meant to be,
This flower so beautiful,
That brought a smile out from me
9/23/09 11.02am (Chicago airport)
I glanced at a flower to find the beauty of it all,
This flower represented us,
We were one way on the inside,
And another on the out,
And under these conditions,
This flower has bloomed,
Opening up and exposing its beauty,
After eons of going from seed,
To stems with roots,
Sprouting flowers and opening up to bloom,
This flower found its way into a living room,
A random chance?
Or was it meant to be,
This flower so beautiful,
That brought a smile out from me
9/23/09 11.02am (Chicago airport)
Thoughts
Deep down inside,
In a place unknown,
Thoughts brew through experience,
Most are never told,
We fear the judgment of others,
Of the true us,
A life without lies,
This life is a must,
Internally we are equal ,
But many are make believe,
But the feelings I have,
Are feelings of real,
I’m not afraid to be me,
Or express myself openly
9/23/09 @ 10.50am (Chicago Airport)
In a place unknown,
Thoughts brew through experience,
Most are never told,
We fear the judgment of others,
Of the true us,
A life without lies,
This life is a must,
Internally we are equal ,
But many are make believe,
But the feelings I have,
Are feelings of real,
I’m not afraid to be me,
Or express myself openly
9/23/09 @ 10.50am (Chicago Airport)
Friction
Is it by chance,
Or is it by choice,
To slip inside of you,
Where its welcoming, warm and moist,
A soft and gentle moan,
A sweet and tender kiss,
Feeling you so close to me,
My heart feels bliss,
As the tempo varies,
And we begin to heat up,
The friction becomes pleasure,
With each and every thrust,
You start to gasp for air,
As you began to spasm,
Arching your back,
Bringing you to orgasm,
You give out a scream,
As your muscles contract,
Then its all over,
The heartbeat slows,
You turn to me lovingly
And kiss me on the nose,
As I wrap my arms around you,
I hold you very close
8/11/09 @ 6.53pm
Or is it by choice,
To slip inside of you,
Where its welcoming, warm and moist,
A soft and gentle moan,
A sweet and tender kiss,
Feeling you so close to me,
My heart feels bliss,
As the tempo varies,
And we begin to heat up,
The friction becomes pleasure,
With each and every thrust,
You start to gasp for air,
As you began to spasm,
Arching your back,
Bringing you to orgasm,
You give out a scream,
As your muscles contract,
Then its all over,
The heartbeat slows,
You turn to me lovingly
And kiss me on the nose,
As I wrap my arms around you,
I hold you very close
8/11/09 @ 6.53pm
Guard
How can a smile,
Brighten my day,
A photo of you,
Make me feel a certain way,
The thoughts are not created,
Nor asked for nor wanted,
What happens to me,
Goes far beyond that,
It’s warm and unknown,
And frightful at times,
But I have put down my guard,
For love this time
8/10/09 @ 10.15
Brighten my day,
A photo of you,
Make me feel a certain way,
The thoughts are not created,
Nor asked for nor wanted,
What happens to me,
Goes far beyond that,
It’s warm and unknown,
And frightful at times,
But I have put down my guard,
For love this time
8/10/09 @ 10.15
Distance
The distance between us,
Is of time and space,
A measure of something,
Which cannot be erased,
Regardless the distance,
Height, depth or near,
Thoughts of you comfort my heart,
A feeling I hold dear,
I do not repress,
And feel free to express,
I do not always enclose,
What I sense,
Because that would create a limit,
Of what I feel for you…
8/10/09 @ 10.11pm
Is of time and space,
A measure of something,
Which cannot be erased,
Regardless the distance,
Height, depth or near,
Thoughts of you comfort my heart,
A feeling I hold dear,
I do not repress,
And feel free to express,
I do not always enclose,
What I sense,
Because that would create a limit,
Of what I feel for you…
8/10/09 @ 10.11pm
Life
Sometimes in life,
When we feel blue,
We return to a mind set,
When feelings were new,
The times we smiled,
And laughed out loud,
Without a care in the world,
And our heads were up proud,
But without good,
There can be no bad,
Smile my friends,
Cause today we woke up,
Can life really,
Really be that bad?
8/7/09 @ 10.02pm
When we feel blue,
We return to a mind set,
When feelings were new,
The times we smiled,
And laughed out loud,
Without a care in the world,
And our heads were up proud,
But without good,
There can be no bad,
Smile my friends,
Cause today we woke up,
Can life really,
Really be that bad?
8/7/09 @ 10.02pm
Dreaming About You
I’m dreaming of a place
Somewhere far far away
Where the mood is just right
Where the stars are bright
Laying in a knapsack
Just you and me
On top of a mountain
With a gentle breeze
As snow gently falls
We feel as one
Making love into the night
Giving it our all
8/7/09 @ 9.57am
Somewhere far far away
Where the mood is just right
Where the stars are bright
Laying in a knapsack
Just you and me
On top of a mountain
With a gentle breeze
As snow gently falls
We feel as one
Making love into the night
Giving it our all
8/7/09 @ 9.57am
Friday, September 25, 2009
A Word
A word is a word,
Some of which can be absurd,
Many come from the mind,
Yet few from the heart,
A word can change everything,
But it is ones choice to react to change,
Words can bring you up,
While others throw you down,
Some words are meaningless,
Others can be bottomless,
It is what it represents,
It was what one is willing to invest,
It’s a chance we take,
One which can make or break,
So choose your words wisely,
And say it from the heart,
But in the end,
Is word is but a word?
Some of which can be absurd,
Many come from the mind,
Yet few from the heart,
A word can change everything,
But it is ones choice to react to change,
Words can bring you up,
While others throw you down,
Some words are meaningless,
Others can be bottomless,
It is what it represents,
It was what one is willing to invest,
It’s a chance we take,
One which can make or break,
So choose your words wisely,
And say it from the heart,
But in the end,
Is word is but a word?
Feelings
At the moment of impact,
How does it feel,
Is it something our minds create,
Or do we just ‘feel’,
Do we waste our time,
Trying to encase,
These feelings that we feel,
Or do we suppress,
So the mind does not feel,
Feelings don’t come from the mind,
But the mind tries to make sense,
Cause the mind fears the unknown,
But the heart gives it a home,
When the feeling returns,
The mind attacks it with the past,
Trying to make sense of why,
And what happened last,
Feeling is the now,
So feel it with your all,
Cause without feeling,
You will live numb,
And the heart…
will go dull.
How does it feel,
Is it something our minds create,
Or do we just ‘feel’,
Do we waste our time,
Trying to encase,
These feelings that we feel,
Or do we suppress,
So the mind does not feel,
Feelings don’t come from the mind,
But the mind tries to make sense,
Cause the mind fears the unknown,
But the heart gives it a home,
When the feeling returns,
The mind attacks it with the past,
Trying to make sense of why,
And what happened last,
Feeling is the now,
So feel it with your all,
Cause without feeling,
You will live numb,
And the heart…
will go dull.
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