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PostSubject: 2Hot   09.11.08 7:43



From: MSN Nickname2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me (Original Message) Sent: 21/02/2005 00:59

I wish I could turn back..
the hand of time..
I wish I could take back the tears,
the pain..
you'd still be mine..

I wish that the sorrows..
would dispear like a teardrop as it falls...
I wish I could find the strength to smile again..
remembering your late night calls..

I wish I could lift my head..
and stand apon my feet...
I wish the times would just erase,
leaving only you and me..

I wish that these tearsdrops..
would finally cease to fall...
I wish that my heart would medn back together..
and I could finally stand tall..

I wish that each smile...
on your face was sent to me...
I wish I could forget these thoughts..
and savor ever memory..

I wish I could turn back..
the hand of time..
I wish I could take back the tears,
the pain..
you'd still be mine..


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PostSubject: Κίέssã   09.11.08 7:45

From: MSN NicknameΚίέssã (Original Message) Sent: 20/02/2005 01:32


The moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it.

So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine, his works are as naught:
When all love of the I and the Mine is dead, then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes, then work is put away.

The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer, but it seeks it not within itself: it wanders in quest of grass.

Kabir






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PostSubject: silversoulinlight   09.11.08 7:46



From: MSN Nicknamesilversoulinlight (Original Message) Sent: 13/02/2005 01:41


My dearest friend
While you slept I heard you call
So I came and sat beside you
Offering comfort love and warmth
I saw your tears and felt your fears
Twas then Gently I leaned over
And whispered in your ear
Hold my hand and know I'm here
All you had to do was ask.

My child before you were born
You choose a special Angel friend
Who would always walk with you
I am that Angel friend you choose
Who's breath you feel upon your cheeks
So when trouble overtakes you
And you feel that you cant cope
Remember that I am here for you
Reach out my friend with open heart
Softly call my name
For I am but a breathe away
Very gently will I enfold you
In my wings all soft and warm.

Hold you safe and tell you
You are God's Perfect Child.
That it's all part of the plan
Together we can face the night
Where in your darkest hour
You feel that you are vulnerable
Yet you are a Shining Star
Dry your tears now my precious one
Dont fear to go to sleep
I am there and waiting
When next that we shall meet
And when you feel that gentle breeze
That blows upon your cheek
Close your eyes and think of me
Your choosen Angel Friend from above

Sleep well child and know that you are safe wrapped in the warmth of Angels Wings and the Love of the Angels Breath

Silver



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PostSubject: Kayti-Κίέssã   09.11.08 7:48



From: MSN NicknameΚίέssã (Original Message) Sent: 30/01/2005 01:20

I love the images in this one ...

In Blackwater Woods

Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars

of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,

the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders

of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is

nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned

in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side

is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world

you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it

against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.




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PostSubject: Kayti   09.11.08 7:50



From: MSN NicknameΚίέssã (Original Message) Sent: 29/01/2005 01:25

I'm not sure whether this is a poem or not but its lovely and something I believe true..


Your children are not your children.


They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.


They come through you but are not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.


You may give them your love but not your thoughts.


For they have their own thoughts.


You may house their bodies but not their souls,


For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, nor even in your dreams.


you may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.


For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.



Kahil Gibran

Kayti



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PostSubject: ¤M¡s†yWõlƒƒ¤   09.11.08 7:53



From: MSN Nickname¤M¡s†yWõlƒƒ¤ (Original Message) Sent: 26/01/2005 21:10

The beauty of the heart
is the lasting beauty:
its lips give to drink
of the water of life.
Truly it is the water,
that which pours,
and the one who drinks.
All three become one when
your talisman is shattered.
That oneness you can't know
by reasoning...


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PostSubject: Κίέssã   09.11.08 7:55



From: MSN NicknameΚίέssã Sent: 26/01/2005 21:03

I think and I could be off on this everyone goes through periods where they feel kind of lost . This is about enlightenment to me . What do you think?

We have waited all night for you, and now the dawn is come.

We have waited all night for you, and now the dawn is come.
From distant places we came — there can be no returning home.

We know it is the morning because of the dawn's cool fingers
Upon our hot eyelids, and we can hear her sweet singers.

We cannot be sure now whether it was our own yearning
That expected you, or you promised — it matters not in this burning.

Neither have we your brightness, nor will we behold the new day —
We lost our eyes in the darkness and are adrift on tears' waves' way.

Blind witless wretches whose song the wind carries with the seagull's cry;
Bold fellows brave enough to leave home, but not daring enough to die.

Still, we are wrapped in a glory to all other men denied;
We once touched the hem of your dress — that is our spirits pride.

What is it to us that somewhere the world's sun will presently rise —
Sometime this darkness of nowhere will be lit by the light of your eyes”.

Francis Brabazon

KAYTI


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PostSubject: Κίέssã   09.11.08 7:56



From: MSN NicknameΚίέssã (Original Message) Sent: 22/01/2005 11:

I thought you all might enjoy this as its winter in part of the world. This poem makes me think of heaven however you might see it.


Because the flowers blooming
In our original home
Are everlasting,
Though springtimes may come and go
Their colors do not fade.


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PostSubject: Κίέssã   09.11.08 7:58



From: MSN NicknameΚίέssã (Original Message) Sent: 19/01/2005 19:57

Here is another poem this one eastern . The intimacy of therelationship with spirit/god is very different at least to me than the traditions I was raised in . The images are beautiful..


The Dulllard sage

Lost in myself
I reappeared
I know not where
a drop that rose
from the sea and fell
and dissolved again;
a shadow
that stretched itself out
at dawn,
when the sun
reached noon
I disappeared.
I have no news
of my coming
or passing away--
the whole thing
happened quicker
than a breath;
ask no questions
of the moth.
In the candle flame
of his face
I have forgotten
all the answers.
In the way of love
there must be knowledge
and ignorance
so I have become
both a dullard
and a sage;
one must be
an eye and yet
not see
so I am blind
and yet I still
perceive,
Dust
be on my head
if I can say
where I
in bewilderment
have wandered:
Attar
watched his heart
transcend both worlds
and under its shadow
now is gone mad
with love


Farid ud-Din Attar




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PostSubject: Κίέssã   09.11.08 8:00



From: MSN NicknameΚίέssã (Original Message) Sent: 18/01/2005 22:59

I thought it might be fun to post something spiritual each day so if you have any thoughts or comments on it please reply..



I know about love the way the fields know about light,
the way the forest shelters, the way an animal's divine raw desire seeks to unite with
whatever might please its soul - without a single strange thought of remorse.
there is a powerful delegation in us that lobbies every moment for contentment.
how will you ever find peace
unless you yield to love
the way the gracious earth does to our hand's impulse

Rabia


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PostSubject: 2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me   09.11.08 8:02



From: MSN Nickname2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me (Original Message) Sent: 20/12/2004 22:41


Ok here's the latest of any writings ...but i don't have any names for them.. just wrote them recently actually it was a bit of a project really... i decided to use the 5 senses in a poem ... then rewrote it adding more lines making it more complex... one is basically the end side of the situation while the rewrite is the good side of the situation .. u'll understand what i mean once u've read them ... and ya i know they're bound to suck cause i haven't really revised them or changed anything yet ... but anyway here ya go...

Poem #1: Untitled

I see the smile on your lips,
I see what's there within your eyes.

I hear the muffled sounds of your breathing,
I hear your gentle cries.

I taste the flavor of your sweet kisses,
I taste the sickly sweet taste of all your lies.

I touch your silky smooth skin,
I touch your cheek and whisper softly our goodbyes.

I smell the sweet scent of our love making,
I smell the ecstasy in the air, while hearing your gentle sighs.

I feel your arms tighten around me,
I feel that you are there and remember all your lies.


Poem #2: Untitled (rewrite)

I see the smile on your lips,
as I look into your eyes.
I see the wonderous light,
and I begin to realize.

I hear the muffled sounds of your breathing,
and it carries me away.
I hear the gentle moans as they escape from your lips,
just wanting to be near you I hear myself say,"Stay".

I taste the flavor of your sweet kisses,
as intoxicating as it is.
I taste your sweet nectar,
as it flows across my lips.

I touch your silky sweet skin,
as chills run up my spine.
I touch your cheek and whisper softly,
"Why cannot you be mine?"

I smell the sweet scent of our love making,
holding on tightly in my mind.
I smell the ecstasy roaming in the air,
just hoping you will be mine.

I feel your arms tighten around me,
and I know that you care.
I feel you press against me,
for this my love, I will share...



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PostSubject: 2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me   09.11.08 8:04



From: MSN Nickname2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me (Original Message) Sent: 20/12/2004 22:37
Thank You

Caterpillar crawling on my hand,
I'm spacing off to a far away land.

Filled with butterflies and pretty flowers,
Running and laughing, hoping for just a few more hours.

Beautiful clouds, a Sunny sky.
A perfect day, No reason to cry.

I love this place, I could stay forever,
No more problems, no more pain; Never.

Forget all the hurt, it's a wonderful day,
Don't look back and forever stay.

In my mind, this is a great place,
But I must go back, and the world I must again face.

It's better now, with you by my side,
I can be free, there's no need to hide.

Thank the Gods; I finally won,
Thank the Gods; For all they've done.


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PostSubject: 2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me   09.11.08 8:06



From: MSN Nickname2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me (Original Message) Sent: 20/12/2004 22:35

Go By

The days go by and I see less and less of you.
The days go by and the more I cry the more my love for you will die.

The weeks go by and I feel lonelier and lonelier without you.
The weeks go by and I start to think everything is a lie.

The months go by and I taste less and less of your kiss.
The months go by and I scream and wonder why?

The years go by and I move farther and farther on with my life.
The years go by and I don't cry, I'm not lonely, and I know you lie.

I don't miss or taste your broken kiss,
and i no longer have to wonder why.


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PostSubject: 2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me   09.11.08 8:08



From: MSN Nickname2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me (Original Message) Sent: 20/12/2004 22:33

You
Suppressed by all these secrets and lies
Blinded by the tears welling up in my eyes

Deafened by so many words unspoken
Hurting from a heart left bleeding and broken

Speechless by the things you didn’t or couldn’t say
Unable to move from the feeling of you just walking away.

Motionless by the way you didn’t talk
Stunned by how easy it was for you to turn around and walk.

Do you not see me here, hurting so bad inside?
How much longer are you going to try and hide?

Are you pretending not to care?
Is it because people are always there?

Why do you lavish yourself with such foolish pride?
Would it be easier for you if I just laid down and died?

I can’t take all this crap any more
All the time spent lying, crying on the floor.

I’m done wasting tears over you
No more secrets, no more lies, I’m through!



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PostSubject: This Is Not The End!   09.11.08 8:09

From: MSN Nickname2Hot2Hold2Much2Handle_Me (Original Message) Sent: 20/12/2004 22:27

This Is Not The End!

Along a shore I walk
Beneath cerulean skies
"Serenity in chaos"
Or so the seagulls cry.

Turquoise water reaches out
Only to recede
Shards of glass beneath the sand
Treasures cut my feet.

Tranquility's sounds
With the ocean's bless
Shattered by oblivion
By society's protests.

Wind grant me speed
Eagle be my eyes
Enemies give chase
They attempt to chastise.

A shoreline gives away
The sea is far past
They have finally let me be
Still I run so fast.

Beneath the night I stop
Lost and out of breath
"Silently condemned"
Or so cackles death.

Contempations fill my mind
Manifests on life
This evening is a haven
From worry or strife.

Memories break the sacred
Visions taint the safe
Dark past clouds the night
What nightmare is this place?

Spirit guide my soul
As I spread my wings
To fly away from the past
And all these tainted things.

The sky becomes a blur
The memories do fade
With swiftness I fly
Away from the wraith's blade.

Within a jungle I pause
Is this but a dream?
"Temptation tantalizes"
Or so the shadows scream.

In awe I gaze around
Crimson and golds
Emerald leave and flowers
Enticing greed is bold.

Beauty hides the venom
Malodorous is this place
My feet pound the pavement
As the evil's still give chase.

Suddenly I stop
And look down below
On the edge of a cliff
Surrounded by my foe.

Serenity in chaos
Silently condemned
Temptation tantalizes
This is not the end!




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