Gifts come in all shapes and sizes. Some come with love and some just outright cold and conceited. Last evening I saw a photo circulating the web,of a lady sited on a path,leaning on a car,vending fruits. Pity came because she looked unkept,famished and desperate. I could only imagine what she had gone through during…

Understand.

…. I wanted to know how i could Probably feel okay with it all Because av been getting angry at it all For no major reason at all So I have bipolar,now what Just learning to deal with my moods So far so good But just stop getting angry When I get angry

‘Do You Want to Be Matched?’

A one-man matchmaking machine, catering to single Koreans and their concerned family members. Source: ‘Do You Want to Be Matched?’

The Public Library and Richard Brautigan

Originally posted on Music of Our Heart:
Many years ago I would visit on a regular basis, the South Norwalk Public Library.  While looking through the stacks of books I stumbled upon a man who was sitting at a table. He had a huge stack of books in front of him and was avidly reading…

A’v Found

I remember having cravings Cravings for a touch so tender Those hopes that only rode on summers light But left on winter,on cold nights. Those hugs that grew to kisses The feelings that were affection I got nervous even thinking about it That i could find someone to love me back To share my hearts…

TIME NEVER FORGIVES

A PICTURE IS WORTH A THOUSAND  WORDS That is what i thought,until I found out it worth a lot more. The eye has the ability to look ,compare and absorb objects of any magnitude depending on the viewers interest. What would you have seen by her age and would you be willing to talk about…

If I..

If I stay, Would you clean the bed sheets that you stained, Would you take the thoughts of her out of your head, Would you make love to me and me alone, Only then i would stay. If I stay, Can you not pretend to love but love for real, Can you kiss my lips…

Sincerely Anger

I cant say those words,”I love you.” Not again because I said them once before. You don’t make it easy. Three words for you Would be,”I hate you.” I fell apart as you watched as you looked at another, Singing my sorrows to everyone who cared why? Someday I will be strong enough to move…

Suppressed

Originally posted on Writings of a Mrs:
Suppressed She drifted there Buoyantly alone The water gently caressing the known Carrying her down the suppressed river Recollections of her life made her shiver She arose from her reverie, Her backside wet from dismay Her river of tears on display She walked admirably across the water Cleansing…