A change
happyListening to: Enya
~I have decided to post some of my poems(old and new).Mostly because I want to try It.
The Hours of the Night~The Hours of the NightThe Hours of the Night
I have marked our love by the hours of this night. First moments, first hours, new hope, beating hearts, Of kisses, embraces, new memories; new love. A scarlet sunset, crimson sun, red is the colour of our love.
Velvet midnight, candlelight love, A turning to passion, hidden from the day, Heated kisses and fiery embraces; Blue, midnight blue, finds the passion of our love.
Not yet day, a pale dawn afar, Sleepy embraces and slow, knowing smiles. The day will find me asleep in your arms, No longer alone, my soul has grown, embra
You were Standing ThereThe shadows swarm around me, The darkness cold and bare, But I see a glint of light, And you are standing there,You were Standing There
The pain that surrounds my insides, Stabs my heart without care, I falter and look up, And you are standing there,
Then the love comes through my thoughts, Making me completely aware, That the person I held so dear, Was you just standing there,
Gone in a instant, you aren’t here, You left without a care, I miss you and now I’m the one, Who’s standing over there.
WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY:WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY: The Life beyond The PictureWHAT MAKES ME HAPPY:
Greetings! I am Jess. I have one brother and one sister. We all lived with both of our parents as kids. I am going to tell you a story about my childhood. I was twelve years old at the time. It was mid January. We lived near a public facility where people could ice skate. My younger sister, Joanna, had been given a pair of ice skates for her birthday. Joanna had just turned eight. The rest of us had received ice skates either at birthdays or national celebrations. Our older brother, Donald, had been given his when he was ten. He is four
What Is LoveWHAT IS LOVE?What Is Love
I was at one time to observe a young lady and gentleman talking after school one day. They are standing just inside the main entrance. These student’s names are Kaity Walker’s, and James Rogers. I will begin now to tell the story in the young lady’s point of view. I am getting a bag of chips from the snack machine. Jim smiles and shakes his head as I offer him some. “No thank you Kait. I’m afraid I still feel a bit queasy from lunch.” He always uses big words like that , and he always calls me Kait! (even though my name is Kaity.) All at once, Jim’s face turns sc
Love Love is a fear filled with courage, that can be as fake as it can be real. Love is the deepest sadness, a sadness I hope you never feel. Love is a commitment, a bonding through life. Love is a four letter hassle, you may regret not thinking about twice. In every existence that mother nature guards, There is an understanding that for us is so hard. It is an understanding that most people feel, Not once, not twice, not ever. So don’t be fooled by the deceiving of love, Because it’s one of those things that you just have to forget, But at the same tLove
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can kiss the person who kissed you!
2- You can't kiss the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- kiss 6 other people
4- You should kiss them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random kisses are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started kissing right away!
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Long Hours Of Lonliness, Between Me And The Sea
thanks again
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~Thank you for the nice comments!
~Your writing is awesome!!!
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"Tragedy is if I cut my finger, comedy is if I walk into an open sewer and die."
-Mel Brooks
~Thank you for the nice comments!
~Your writing is awesome, and then some!!
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"Tragedy is if I cut my finger, comedy is if I walk into an open sewer and die."
-Mel Brooks
Thank you so much for replying. You're writing is not bad! In fact, it's awesome! But, I know how you feel. I just posted a poem that I wrote over two years ago. Man, life sure does pass by fast. I hope to become good friends! Hug!
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Bring it on Biatch
I'm currently known as the Phantom Blade Alchemist!
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