FADED LOVE and LOVE LOST

Level 8

Since: Jun 08

Location hidden

#264 Nov 2, 2012
u hurt i cry
by nicky joyce

You broke my heart
What am i to say
Didn't you think
Before you threw us away
Why did you do it
Was i not enough
Did you think the pain wouldn't hurt me
Didn't you think you would lose my trust
Why did you hurt me
And then hurt me more
Why do you think its sorted
And brush the probs under the door
Why cant you see
I`ve changed so much
Not that i like it
But i had to get tough
This anger that eats me so
Drives me mad but i cant let it go
I cry and scream
But there not heard
Want to run away
Never be found
But thats not right
Nor would i be mean
I just want to find peace
Not sorrow no more for me
No more pain please
I cant hack it you see
Cause one day
It will end me
I'm not punishing myself
Nor punishing you
But i just cant take it
I`m black and blue.

“Just a lil' humor there.....”

Since: Sep 12

OR NOT .... <[;-)

#266 Nov 3, 2012
I'm Not In Love - No - No
&fe ature=related

Thanks Mr. E
:)

“Best Friends”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

I Love The Color Purple

#267 Nov 3, 2012
To all the girls that think you're ugly because you're not a size O..you're the beautiful one its society who's ugly!!!!

“Best Friends”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

I Love The Color Purple

#268 Nov 4, 2012
There isn't a perfect way to explain how I feel about you,saying "I love",doesnt say enough...

“ROCK ON ROCKERS!!”

Level 8

Since: Mar 11

Rockin' USA ;)

#269 Nov 4, 2012
Princess Hey wrote:
There isn't a perfect way to explain how I feel about you,saying "I love",doesnt say enough...
Princess Hey..sometimes the words spoken such as "I Love You", gets out of context. If ya constantly just hear the words verbally..it get old..loses it's REAL MEANING. You write beautiful thoughts from your heart and share them with all who come to these threads..YOU have touched EACH and everyone with your soft sentences of heaven sent words from your heart....by posting them here, You are saying "I Love YOU" with the stroke of your pen..or rather your typing fingers..I'm old-fashioned in alot of ways..THANK YOU for sharing your words of wisdom and joy..ROCK ON CHICK!

“Best Friends”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

I Love The Color Purple

#270 Nov 4, 2012
Love's not easy on the internet,
words alone can be misunderstood.
Love needs eyes and lips and hands to let
the hurt rest easy when the joy feels good.
Lovers can't reach through the screen
to underscore a message with their arms
to say with touch exactly what they mean,
or give the light caress that anger calms.
Instead they must rely on Faith and trust.
Loving patiently a fleshless soul,
Taking words for kisses cause they must
withfull communion their elusive goal.
Be patient love and someday soon you'll see
my body tell you what you mean to me.(CYV)
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#272 Nov 10, 2012
Imagine thirst without knowing water.
And you ask me what freedom means.
Imagine love without love.

Some things are unthinkable,
until one day the unthinkable is here.
Imagine thirst without knowing water.

Some things we assume just are as they are,
no action is taken to make or sustain them.
Imagine love without love.

It is fear that eats the heart: fear and
endless talk, and not risking a step.
Imagine thirst without knowing water.

Fold away your beautiful thoughts.
Talk away curiosity, chatter away truth.
Imagine love without love.

Imagine believing in the whispers,
the screams and the gossip. Dancing to a tune
with no song to sing inside you.
Imagine love without love.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#273 Nov 10, 2012
Positive reinforcement
on a cloudy cloudy day,

Tears fade into rain,

The rain wins
the sun removes the evidence,

Of pain and angusish of
Insignificance.

Level 8

Since: Jun 08

Location hidden

#274 Nov 11, 2012
Hurt And Pain
© Lora
Hurt and pain.
There's much to gain.
Peace and love.
It's all the same.
Confusion and doubt.
We're not without.
We weep, we cry.
We plead, we try.
We laugh, we smile.
Only to be hurt
by one last trial.
Life is a lesson,
so learn it well.
Maybe, one day,
you can tell it's tale.

unknown author ....
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#275 Nov 11, 2012
Never knowing,
Always seeking
Happiness and approval,

Even the words I am speaking
Constantly doubting,
my choices, my actions.

Succumbing to "fixes" for
temporary satisfaction.

Overwhelming anxiety
illuminated by fear.

Controlling my life
who I'm becomings unclear.

“Just a lil' humor there.....”

Since: Sep 12

OR NOT .... <[;-)

#276 Nov 11, 2012
I almost forgot to smile today
That the kind of day I had

I can smile even when I'm mad
Depends on the kind of day I am having.

One minute I can smile and then the very
next minute before I know it I allowed
my own weakness of emotions to interfere
with my own peace of mind.

When you feel unloved in this world it
becomes ever so challenging to smile
when you are having a bad day.

It's not an excuse I am just trying to tell you.
I don't hate, but I know hate very well and I
truly didn't mean to offend you on that day
I was not having a good day at all.

I shouldn't go out in public on these days and
yes I know this to be true. Some days I would
rather not be alone because I know what I would
do. I promise you I won't be smiling on a bad
day when I am alone.

My thoughts at this moment.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#277 Nov 11, 2012
Sometimes when I read my book for you
I find you in the pages like a lost bookmark
I find you like a moth trapped a decade ago
I find you like a footnote at the bottom of a page

You are sometimes a doodle in the corner
Sometimes a note in the margin of a virgin page
Sometimes you are the dust on the jacket
Sometimes the fragrance of the very book

It is my Book of Verses every verse I wrote for you
And I find you somewhere in there when I read for you
I would not have had I know you would be trapped
On every page in every verse in every scribble in every scrawl

Forgive me for the imprisonment of every memory
Forget me for the entrapment in a sentimental diary
Preclude me from every thought that belongs to yesterday
My heart was never a keepsake in a bottom drawer anyway.

~DeVine.

“Just a lil' humor there.....”

Since: Sep 12

OR NOT .... <[;-)

#278 Nov 11, 2012
SOBRIQUET DeVINE wrote:
Sometimes when I read my book for you
I find you in the pages like a lost bookmark
I find you like a moth trapped a decade ago
I find you like a footnote at the bottom of a page
You are sometimes a doodle in the corner
Sometimes a note in the margin of a virgin page
Sometimes you are the dust on the jacket
Sometimes the fragrance of the very book
It is my Book of Verses every verse I wrote for you
And I find you somewhere in there when I read for you
I would not have had I know you would be trapped
On every page in every verse in every scribble in every scrawl
Forgive me for the imprisonment of every memory
Forget me for the entrapment in a sentimental diary
Preclude me from every thought that belongs to yesterday
My heart was never a keepsake in a bottom drawer anyway.
~DeVine.
When I arrived to read this I noticed there were no jugits on it.
I hit it with Brilliant, Touching and D@ng, I forgot what the other
one was without looking. HAHAHA

Brilliant didn't make the cut -- but it was brilliant indeed.

I love to read and I have many bookmarks. I pick out the nicest ones or else any other kind -- doesn't matter. When I don't have a marker handy, I do crick the corner a bit. I've also been known to write in books, but d@ng one day I did that with a library book without thinking.

Adrian, that was lovely - thanks for your excellent timing.
Words Speak to me as does so much else.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#279 Nov 11, 2012
PESCreate wrote:
<quoted text>
When I arrived to read this I noticed there were no jugits on it.
I hit it with Brilliant, Touching and D@ng, I forgot what the other
one was without looking. HAHAHA
Brilliant didn't make the cut -- but it was brilliant indeed.
I love to read and I have many bookmarks. I pick out the nicest ones or else any other kind -- doesn't matter. When I don't have a marker handy, I do crick the corner a bit. I've also been known to write in books, but d@ng one day I did that with a library book without thinking.
Adrian, that was lovely - thanks for your excellent timing.
Words Speak to me as does so much else.
merci beaucoup Trish !

****

What do you find cool?



A mysterious

guy (like me)

Or maybe a pot smoking

hippie?



Brando or Monroe?

Or that

Guitarist dude?



Or is it me

Or maybe

Mysterous You?

Or us!?



Well, how about, this poem?
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#281 Nov 18, 2012
You once were there
I drifted away slowly
And drowned in despair
But now I need your hand
I need your strength to stand
Come to me once more
Abandon me not again
Reel me into your shore
Before I perish in sin
Blessed me not with riches
Curse me not with pain
Mend my wounds with stitches
Bring me shelter from the rain
Grant me your everlasting grace
Forbid me to leave again
Bring me out of disgrace
Open my heart, let your love in
I need not this world
And you need me not
But spare me from your sword.....
And bless me with the love Iíve always sought
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#282 Nov 18, 2012
A dark foul mood
now surrounds
a cruel line of text,
as he whispers
in her ear.

I donít love you anymore.

Her lips pry open
breaking the vivid silence
as words echo
on the surface
of her unflinching heart.

I donít think
I ever said
I loved you.
Anonymous

Brisbane, Australia

#283 Nov 18, 2012
I flex my forearms on my drive home,
heart whispering in tune with
the radio bobbing its head and
my hidden gems, the buried muscles,
they all come back alive
like they never died years ago.

My back does not smile
with dimples anymore
but my toes still curl, such
a bad habit for a ballerina;
all of my body screams
the last dance from the teen years
and my mind still morphs
into choreography when kissed
with catchy tunes, I wonder
what happened from then to now.

These are all forbidden secrets.
I know of no such prevailing
truths because my memories
have gotten softer, I cannot
distinguish factual events from
profound emotions attached with
name tags with each photograph
hung on the back of my bruised skull.

So I keep on driving ahead,
even with my heartbeats looking back.

“Best Friends”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

I Love The Color Purple

#284 Nov 18, 2012
To love and to be loved thats the question!!!

“Eleanor, Where is your heart?!”

Level 6

Since: Nov 11

Location hidden

#285 Nov 19, 2012
Some people seem to know some questions are wrong to start with.

“Best Friends”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

I Love The Color Purple

#286 Nov 19, 2012
Love is a language spoken by everyone but understood only by one heart!!!!!

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