| Sharing of a smile! Feb 19, '04 5:38 AM by ǻήgέ£♥of♥£ovέ♥ Why must so many be in pain?
There shouldn't be so many tears.
There shouldn't be so many fears.
Yet everywhere you go they are there.
You can see pain in their faces,
Fear in their eyes.
Don't they know there's much worse to bear?
What about all who's died over there?
Isn't their fate much worse than ours?
They actually do have reason to fear.
We should walk with our heads held high.
And our hearts should be bursting with love.
At the sacrifices being made out of fear,
Over there!
Maybe next time while walking the street,
Look into these sad fearsome faces,
A word not need be spoken, just a smile.
A gentle hand to lead the way to fearless day.
Let's share our smiles to someone today!
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Thursday, February 19, 2004
Sharing of a smile!
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
This is a rebirth of writing! Unconditional Love
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Love is free, there is no charge. Love is kind, caring and true. Love is unconditional. Love doesn't judge nor complain, It don't give ultimatums or orders, It only holds you in comfort away from fear, Love don't hurt nor does it fear, It don't listen to rumors or jealously, It dries your tears when your sad, It accepts you for being you, Love don't care what you do, It will merely support your decisions, Whether you are right or wrong, Love will not falter, It hugs your soul when there's need, It caresses your heart to feel joy, It takes nothing from you, It does not give you pain, It merely lets you know someone cares, You will not be judged on your habits, You will not be judged on the way you dress, You will not be judged on the way you look, Love don't care if your fat or skinny, It don't care if your young or old, It don't care what trouble you've been in, Love don't care about the rumors, Love only cares about the person you are, It don't care about the person you were, My plea to you is simply this, Love simply, Love true, Love forever; And most important of all, Love Unconditionally! Give your unconditional love to someone today. Share a hug. ========================================= From: AppealingCatherine_49 - - - - 2/11/04 Love is what connects each heart to another,it’s the good in all people, to look at someone else as they just are, to me that’s love accpetance. what I feel how about anyone else? Share your thoughts..miss everyone too ..love Cath ========================================= |
Thursday, February 5, 2004
A Person without soul!
Something was missing, something was lost.
What it was she only knew.
She was losing her romantic heart.
Where were the kisses that were more than just goodbyes and hello?
The morning and afternoon kisses,
The after breakfast, lunch, dinner kisses,
The "I miss you" & "I care" kiss,
The gentle, soft, loving kiss,
The long passionate never let go kiss.
She couldn’t help but wonder if she was the cause.
Her heart was cracking, not breaking.
Still the tears wouldn't stop flowing.
She felt undesirable.
She felt not good enough to be kissed, but once.
Where were the hugs that never let go?
The ones that just held ya when you felt blue,
The hugs that comforted free falling tears,
The hugs that needed no reason but just to hold.
All she wanted was to feel special.
She only felt used, even though she actually wasn’t.
She wanted to be able to cry without reason.
She wanted strong arms to hold & comfort her.
She had lost all hope, all vision.
Her soul was dying and she didn’t feel like fighting.
She sat in her corner with her precious notebook.
It was her silent refuge away from the dangers of life.
The one thing that always brought happiness, now only brought sadness.
Standing up she took one more look at her precious refuge,
and tossed it out the window.
People seemed so cruel and misunderstood.
They had told her to stop escaping.
Her notebook was exactly that: Her escape.
She couldn’t bear it any longer.
The tears flowed more heavily then before.
She wanted to be a person she was proud of.
Without her little escape, she was disgusted with even her own shadow.
She decided that perhaps she’ll be exactly
what others wanted her to be.
To be the person that had no heart and no soul.
They merely wanted a business attitude that had no life. No substance.
They assumed that she was herself when out and about. They were wrong.
The real her came out in her writings,
without those she was going to be like the rest.
With one last teardrop, she got up from her corner, wiped her eyes, decided to be the way people wanted her to be.
A person without soul!
========================================= From: latenite - - - - 2/5/04
WOW WOW WOW
WHY do We have to conform to the MOLD that society sets forth? WHY can't We be Our OWN person?
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