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My Princess

Why do you look so sad, as you stare out from the screen?

My Princess Why do you look so sad, as you stare out from the screen?Why do you look so sad, with beauty like I have never seen?You do not belong here, with those eyes so beautiful and blue.You do not speak yet I see into the heart of you. What has happen...

Sunflower Field

Dreaming sweet dreams...

At night when I close my eyes  Can see you are smiling at me  Placing a kiss on my forehead  "Sleep my sweet cinnamon girl  Dream sweet dreams of me in  Our wonderful never-neverland."  As my dreams take me away  To a blissful dream of you and me  In a su...

Anonymous

Praying to galaxy

We are so impotent in love sometimes. Sometimes we meet the right person at the wrong time........

I have to restrain myself, not to let you see me in tears. I pretend to ignore you. Try to stop thinking of you. Only blame myself that I have no title to love you. Looking at you, I am so helpless but. Just let you vanish into the galaxy. The heartbreak...

Anonymous

The tales of a little boy and a little girl and the flowers

Love is shown in your deed, it is not just shown in your words. Love is something you do, .......

Tale 1 A little boy was fond of a little girl who was studying next class. They lived in a beautiful small town. Then, the little boy picked the wildflowers on the roadside for the little girl after school every day. The little girl was very glad to have...

Angel High Tea

Till the horn blows

as we mortals wakelucky someunlucky some tooAngels abovewatching downboiling waterteapot singingAngels gathersipping tealaughing as Angels cantill the horn blowswhite wings flexAngels circleon guardas only they canas we mortals wake    

Darling, Kiss Me

Through my mind my life is flowing

This poem may be sung using the music of "La Complainte du Partisan" ("The Partisan"), a song about the French Resistance in World War II. The song was written in 1943 in London by Emmanuel d'Astier de la Vigerie (lyrics) and Anna Marly (music). It has be...

Black Dog - Chapter 8

Events begin to spiral out of Imogen's control.

It all happened so fast. Eli grabbed the dog by the scruff of the neck and the animal wilted into submission at once, whimpering. Olivia lay in the grass, still and silent. Imogen hung back, not daring to look. "Is she -" her voice wavered. Without touch,...

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The New Patient

For her, the war had never been personal, but the new patient had fought there and been wounded.

On a hot Friday afternoon in the summer of 1970, a young nursing student left work at the VA hospital, and hurried out to the nearby bus stop on First Avenue. The usual stop-and-go Friday traffic appeared to be stuck on stop. From the open windows of a gy...

Soul Unique

Soul unique and beautifully perfect

Everything society finds to be rational,is simply a revelation,or an interpretation of another's expressions,or beliefs. To be true to one's self,one has to look deep inside.Not hide real feelings and our way of life.By accepting the interpretations of ot...

My Rock Star Prince

My little rock star is growing up

Oh where did the time go  My rock star  From cribs and rocking chairs  Long, sleepless nights  Lullabies that only Mommy can sing  To  Xbox video games, girls and cars  And 'Mom, I'll call you later' So many dreams to dream Keeping dreaming big dreams  Yo...

Shooting Star

to renew his heart

to hitch your heartto a shooting staryour heart racesyour love boilsride your shooting starhold on tightas your love sparkledwhen you see an old manlooking to the heavenswaiting for his shooting starto renew his hearttaking a sliver to his soullove everla...

Anonymous

Long about 1952, as a five-year-old, one day Dad, Uncle Stan and Uncle Vern were making a dump run and the back of the truck was filled with garbage. Two or three of us kids were invited to go along. I’m sure it wasn’t an invite from Dad but most likely f...

Daddy's girl

I dedicate this poem to my wonderful dad.

Two fifteen one morning To everyone's surprise My daddy took me in his arms And looked into my eyes   It was twenty-eight years ago If I go back to the start Dad cuddled up his newborn girl I already won his heart   At five years old he made me laugh On h...

Anonymous

A guy I knew

A lost love

There's a guy I knowI love him soI have to no availTo try to tell him so He never seems to know whatI am trying to sayHe just walks awayBut one day he will See me walk awayNever again hear me sayI love you forever and a dayThere's a guy I knew Now my hear...