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POETRY FROM THE HEART | ||||||||||||||||||||||
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A wide open heart Candles in the wind Tear stained pillow But Never again Will I be in dispair A strong heart have I gained strength of knowledge Peace of mind All those shattered dreams Are left so far behind The beauty of forgetting Tears of tomorrow Like an angel's love And the beauty of a rose Wings of a dove Beauty from above A blooming flower a newborn child Love cannot withhold hatered Or withstand greed It knows no doubts Sees no lies Only true love can survive By : Tina |
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Maybe you can really see me Doesn't mean I'm really there the distance between you and me could stretch forever and a half But you don't see that I drown in invisible tears that go unshed Because you can't take it anymore and I don't remember how. January Girl |
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Heart Surgery When I was born they found I had a hole In my heart which could be fix with money and gold As I was going into surgery I told my mother, "Jesus would take care of me My Lord did heart surgery on me When he gave his life on Calvary Now he took out the old and put in a new And now I know that his love is so true One night at church I felt the need to pray Jesus had brought there because my heart wsan't in its place As I knelt doen to the altar I began to plee "Lord please mend my heart because its in so much need" By Amy "Lola" |
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I hate the way you look at me As though you're condemning me. I hate the way you criticize me For flaws you've caused. I hate the way you call me "censored" When you're so much more. I hate the way you call me lazy When you won't get a job. I hate the way you make me feel stupid When you don't know my accomplishments. I hate the way you judge me When you don't know me - not really. I hate the way you make me feel worthless, Like I'll never amount to anything. I hate the way you hurt me, And always manage to win your way back in. I hate the way you make me feel so cold and alone, When you should make me feel like I've got you When I've got no one else. I hate the way you always lie When I should always hear the truth from you. I hate the way you've forced me into adulthood While I was still a child. I hate the way you make me feel the need for your approval, Although I know I'll never have it. By: Nancy |
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