When you're far from me, There's a poem that always brings me closer 2 U… It's our very own poem just for U and me. Longing to recite it 2 U And wishing U were holding me ~ That's when I feel your arms around me once again. I know This is one of those silly love poems I read to U. Makes me wanna be with U Where ever U r 2 nite. Who's ever listening… Just hold your lover tight. This is one of those silly love poems U alway...

She sat by the water’s edge, watching the dolphins play. She wished he were still here, reminding her to be careful or telling her the same joke he’d told time after time. She could feel his presence so strongly by the water. It brought her comfort to know that he’d been proud of her, that his last breath had been to tell her he loved her. It was the kind of closure many people never get. Still, what she wouldn’t give to...

Do you miss me As much as I miss you The way your eyes look into mine Always smiling as they do The sound of your laughter The way you sing to me I know some things are temporary And subjected to change But one thing is true As true as day turns to night And back again in time As each hour passes Missing you makes loving you So much stronger

I often am questioned, on decisions I've taken.Why my help for some women,leaves me often forsaken."I have a need to saveevery woman that's broken"is often the words,that are bandied and spoken. To understand me,you need understand this.Why I help all the womenstaring at the abyss.If you can picture a child,at the age of "Still learning".Where all things are still wondrous,to a young mind discerning.His tiny mind can't fa...

Nostalgia - Adrian Gabardo Today I remembered, that old place I used to sleep in, those four white walls within I used to reside, much alike the ones where my eyes shall close tonight. I remembered, the feeling of misplacement I used to feel, the melancholy that runned through my veins, rotting me inside. Why do I remember? Why have I forgotten the summer? Is it because winter's nearing? I feel the cold slowly freezing my...

It's been years since I saw your smiling faceHeard your voiceFelt your love as only a mother can giveYour encouraging wordsHelping us through out roughest timesI dream of the daysWhen you were walking this earth Laughing, smiling, and having fun Our family broken as you left usNever to be the same You were the glue that held us togetherNot a day goes by that I don't think of youWhen I look towards the heavensI know you're...

I feel in color.Color my feelings and shade them in. Paint my heart and lips red. Brush my mind with bright colored strokes. Prisms of light touch my soul when you color my skin. Crimson prints your fingers leave on my heart. Sunbursts bloom in my eyes when thoughts pass through. New colors discovered over time. Rainbow shades never seen before or again. Invented, imagined paint shades color my life. Fading but remaining,...

Stillness, but for spinning wheelsIn my head, in vain to feelPull it upRetrieve that meaningThat I can’t quite, am not gleaning What is this?It’s so familiarFocus now, distill it from airPluck it out, like floating weedsSpiky starsDandelion seeds Fingers close, believe it’s caughtOpen hand, you’re holding naughtNowhere to go, to look it upFile not foundMy mind is stuck Being so used to instant accessResourcelessness just...

The winding vines tighten around the heart fluttering, bird-like and fit to burst. Heady hours flicker like Kodachrome through the projector in my head. Over and over the film slides, sticking on those little moments, shared smiles, discreet glances, the ponderings of a mad man over the weight of the mug, the value of words, and a warm touch. Intricacies burn holes into my mind the color of your eyes, the chilling space i...

This is the story of a boy who loved too much and a girl who loved too little.Which sounds like the opposite of what it should be, because you already know the outcome; he cheats, she dies, he dies. But it is what it is, and I will do my best to tell you nothing but the cold hard facts without any lenses at all. Just the truth, I solemnly swear.I met Nathan when I was twelve and a half years old: I met Anastasia six month...

Laying here staring out the window watching the grey clouds creep slowly closer, as I think about all the people in my life that have come and gone. Wondering why some relationships, friendships last and others do not… I guess it is like they say People are here when we need them Either to teach or help us grow hopefully become better individuals Then they move on or maybe we do But, whatever happens lets be grateful for...

I went to a Catholic high school and when I was a senior a nun was made the principal. Sister Maureen was put in charge because the diocese wanted to get the sports boosters under control. The school had a very good football team and I understand that there were accusations of the sports boosters doing very unethical things with the money they raised for the football team. The interesting thing about Sr. Maureen was that...

I am sitting quietly in the living room. Reading a book or the paper, when I notice an eerie silence about the room. I looked across into the kitchen and then the dining room and still the silence was deafening. I then realize that the old Seth Thomas clock sitting on the mantel had stopped. Apparently, I had forgotten to wind it. I got up from my chair and walked over to the fireplace. Opening the door, I took out the ke...

Underneath my exterior that tries to convince the world that yeah, I’m tough as fucking nails, there lies that same frightened child, who still hears her screams and pleads for mercy, the same time, every night, begging for him to leave her alone. But every night he haunts her nightmares, her fevered insomniac dreams, which threaten to consume her in their flames. She can still taste him on her, and it’s been a hundred ye...

Vince remained hospitalized for one month before he was released. The police interviewed him about the attack a week later when the Doctor believed that he was strong enough to answer questions. The detective appeared as concerned as much as his profession allowed "So, were you alone that night?" "Yes." "The emergency center got a call saying a man was being beaten in the cemetery, and the caller sounded female.""Maybe on...