Lovelybird Posted July 3, 2008 Share Posted July 3, 2008 High school sweet heart I dreamed about you You were perfect You lightened my days One day you were upset I told you "I like you" Out of vanity you told other classmates You laughed about me You didn't know how cruel you were You didn't know how hurt that was You didn't know how fragile a heart can be You didn't know You haughtily said, "Ok, let's be couple" I didn't see love I didn't see care I shook my head "NO" But I didn't regret A smile finally on my tear-stained face "one day you will know One day you will grow up" Smile on my face On my way Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 3, 2008 Share Posted July 3, 2008 High school sweet heart I dreamed about you You were perfect You lightened my days One day you were upset I told you "I like you" Out of vanity you told other classmates You laughed about me You didn't know how cruel you were You didn't know how hurt that was You didn't know how fragile a heart can be You didn't know You haughtily said, "Ok, let's be couple" I didn't see love I didn't see care I shook my head "NO" But I didn't regret A smile finally on my tear-stained face "one day you will know One day you will grow up" Smile on my face On my way a similar experience like yours fills my brain she was attractive, but nothing insane i got the laughter and embarrassment fueled my disgust and disappointment but as of today time did tell i look good. she looks like hell but in a way its good she did what she did because a few years later she was unwed with a kid its good lovelybird, to say what you say looks like we both come a long way Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 the first time i read 'call me' they felt like no better words said my soul bubbled up in glee it made me so happy i never thought they day could get better until i heard your voice the first time like making a rare discovery i want to recapture that feeling but you only get that once what makes a voice so special is not so much the sound but the inflection two people nervous on either side of the line trying not to show it but both having a good time words are spoken that are barely listened to both basking in the delight of each others attention the talks are always too short as well as the occurrences... Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 wow i love my avatar i really really do it kind of scares me how much i like the them i have many others i cannot wait to switch to but i wonder if there is a problem underlying because i relate too much to the wolf it doesn't work out for him at the end what does it all mean? this fascination... there is a story here somewhere how does one read one self? Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 how does fire know Constantine? that's what i would like to know from the early days with the Thing in the Swamp? surely not the movie, oh no! a human trouble maker on Earth saving the world more than once even appearing in My Blue Heaven a figment in the mind of creator he looks like Sting and does the Brit thing smokes a cig and ruins every gig Abby can't stand him and Alec can't either but is it all an act beneath his tough exterior? how does fire know Constantine probably just fly by night fan but its a free world i guess to me, JC is The Man - ltw Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 Summer Study of the Prophets fiery shepherd Amos frothing at the mouth launched his word bombs at all and sundry folk he hadn't lived with but only slightly to the side a sense of righteousness and a loud voice his chief guides he had heard the gossip knew their evil and their deeds and requested that God speed retribution for not three but four sins (the last unforgivable) committed by disintegrating neighbouring tribes he lists their transgressions with such superior precision and lascivious detail for one I have to wonder if he was Aryan like me not born under Tekoa's sun Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 I've been heartless I've been cruel I've amused myself making hearts into gruel Let my soul go numb and my ears go deaf and my eyes cloud over then I've up and left I've caused more pain than has been given to me so I wait and wonder when will my turn be? what goes out of me will find it's way home probably when I'm grey and wrinkled and alone I've been heartless I've been cruel one day I'll be traded like a sick old mule Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 the first time i read 'call me' they felt like no better words said my soul bubbled up in glee it made me so happy i never thought they day could get better until i heard your voice the first time like making a rare discovery i want to recapture that feeling but you only get that once what makes a voice so special is not so much the sound but the inflection two people nervous on either side of the line trying not to show it but both having a good time words are spoken that are barely listened to both basking in the delight of each others attention the talks are always too short as well as the occurrences... I've spoken a lot and listened as well I've held some words to my ear like a shell that echoed from a distant shore it said more Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 and pm my clueless friend is an abbreviation you might use you're on my list you get to choose I cannot win you cannot lose if ever the mask you want to drop talk freely of writing an other such sop you'll find me at pm Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 I've been heartless I've been cruel I've amused myself making hearts into gruel Let my soul go numb and my ears go deaf and my eyes cloud over then I've up and left I've caused more pain than has been given to me so I wait and wonder when will my turn be? what goes out of me will find it's way home probably when I'm grey and wrinkled and alone I've been heartless I've been cruel one day I'll be traded like a sick old mule i'm on the other end of such behavior and i'm almost out of forgiveness almost i try not to let it change me turn me into something i'm not something i don't want to be every action has a reaction and its usually pain for the victim i hope for karma i hope for justice even the biblical seven fold restitution but it just seems its our fault (how?) or share in the blame (again how?) when all we want is what was ours in the first place pain creators turn us into monsters its a curse like the wolf it must be nice to pay for your transgressions when your old while we get to suffer during our best times -ltw Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 and pm my clueless friend is an abbreviation you might use you're on my list you get to choose I cannot win you cannot lose if ever the mask you want to drop talk freely of writing an other such sop you'll find me at pm Permission you do not need to ask Really, the pleasure would be mine Indeed, just keep in mind Very strong stuff may be in my words And I ask one word remain true Tell me the word I speak of Easy it should be Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 Permission you do not need to ask Really, the pleasure would be mine Indeed, just keep in mind Very strong stuff may be in my words And I ask one word remain true Tell me the word I speak of Easy it should be truth is the word i fear it not Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 truth is the word i fear it not truth is part of it, without question. however, the answer you seek to tell me is DOWN above... Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 or honesty i would not come unglued with honesty I've tried in my own veiled way to be honest with you Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 if you play I'll go away and lick the wounds of my pride don't make me beg I'll go away Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 is it fear you speak of? please help me this riddle makes me sick of words Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 if you play I'll go away and lick the wounds of my pride don't make me beg I'll go away just a little game give it one more try there is a pattern in my poem above take a closer look One letter at a time... in any CASE Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 secret, as in secrets kept in a case? AHHH this is driving me mad!!! Or is CASE an anagram? Can't be ran through the possibilities. You are a very mean, mean tormenting wolf. What do you want of me? Link to post Share on other sites
Lovelybird Posted July 4, 2008 Share Posted July 4, 2008 Own vanity It is the reason love turns into hate It is the block hinders river of love It is the blinder that makes me cannot see Let it go Let it go Let it go Loving perfect is easy Loving imperfect is challenging Why cannot I see nobody is perfect, including me Then I began to understand Love yourself as you love others really is the way Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 5, 2008 Share Posted July 5, 2008 wandering through the streets of our old 'hood light at a summer evening slant gleaming pinks and golds present is the past in silky slipstream now we walk through the ghosts of our former selves they feel us and shudder as we thread through them the future surrounds us, too our bent grey selves suspended in the steady light diffused by dust and dusk Link to post Share on other sites
LikeTheWolf Posted July 5, 2008 Share Posted July 5, 2008 i'm very curious about a new friend she has a burning bright fire she claimed was dimmed before i can sense excitement just through her words and i feel she's getting started if i wish i could bottle her energy i hope its contagious Link to post Share on other sites
annieo Posted July 5, 2008 Share Posted July 5, 2008 have you ever met a friend in a very unusual place unfamiliar setting at first unsure then it hits you I know that face gesture and glance in the words we choose in arranging them reveal our stance we don't just meet on streets or rooms sometimes in games of chance so be watchful of your text it has power it has grace putting down words we let others perceive our scent our face Link to post Share on other sites
Lovelybird Posted July 5, 2008 Share Posted July 5, 2008 Woke up this morning Happiness overwelmed me Wondered what happened in my dream I had a vision about my future There is a soul in it I feel like I can be very happy if I have this soul in my life I asked God "take it away from me, If it is a trap; I don't want heart broken" God answered me, "you should love this soul, even he is in your future, and you love this soul even he is in your future" Ok then I will love this soul Even he is in my future Happiness I felt is so real My life isn't complete if without him Link to post Share on other sites
Lovelybird Posted July 5, 2008 Share Posted July 5, 2008 I was blind But now I see What a wonderful truth revealed to me Full of honey Full of love Full of hope Full of wisdom Full of joy of soul Last row of bench Is a good place to be Who can see? View is broader Heart is relaxed More understanding Rejoice belongs to me Link to post Share on other sites
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