into the night sky

I lay awake,
staring into the night sky outside my window.
I see the shadows on the moon.
The way the trees dance in the wind.
The rustling of the leaves rolling on the grown.
But when I listen there is no sound.
I press my face up to the glass.
It feels so cold and gloomy.
I try not to stare at the night sky.
But the way it sparkles,
ketches my eye,
I think for a very long time,
and try not to hide,
all the things I felt inside.

long distance :(

I feel dampe and dark inside,
Its hard for me to stay by your side,
hold my heart as you go,
telling me you love me so,
hold on tight with all you got,
Because long distance can be harder then we thought.

At the Zoo

At the Zoo
by William Makepeace Thackeray
First I saw the white bear, then I saw the black; Then I saw the camel with a hump upon his back; Then I saw the grey wolf, with mutton in his maw; Then I saw the wombat waddle in the straw; Then I saw the elephant a-waving of his trunk; Then I saw the monkeys—mercy, how unpleasantly they smelt!

The Tyger

The Tyger
by William Blake
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare sieze the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp? When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee? Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

The Ghazal of What Hurt

The Ghazal of What Hurt
by Peter Cole
Pain froze you, for years—and fear—leaving scars. But now, as though miraculously, it seems, here you are walking easily across the ground, and into town as though you were floating on air, which in part you are, or riding a wave of what feels like the world's good will— though helped along by something foreign and older than you are and yet much younger too, inside you, and so palpable an X-ray, you're sure, would show it, within the body you are, not all that far beneath the skin, and even in some bones. Making you wonder: Are you what you are— with all that isn't actually you having flowed through and settled in you, and made you what you are? The pain was never replaced, nor was it quite erased. It's memory now—so you know just how lucky you are. You didn't always. Were you then? And where's the fear? Inside your words, like an engine? The car you are?! Face it, friend, you most exist when you're driven away, or on—by forms and forces greater than you are.

definition of love

The Definition of Love
by Andrew Marvell
My Love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high: It was begotten by Despair Upon Impossibility. Magnanimous Despair alone Could show me so divine a thing, Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown But vainly flapped its Tinsel wing. And yet I quickly might arrive Where my extended soul is fixt, But Fate does iron wedges drive, And always crowds itself betwixt. For Fate with jealous eye does see Two perfect Loves; nor lets them close: Their union would her ruin be, And her tyrannic power depose. And therefore her decrees of steel Us as the distant Poles have placed, (Though Love's whole World on us doth wheel) Not by themselves to be embraced. Unless the giddy Heaven fall, And Earth some new convulsion tear; And, us to join, the World should all Be cramped into a planisphere. As lines so Loves oblique may well Themselves in every angle greet: But ours so truly parallel, Though infinite can never meet. Therefore the Love which us doth bind, But Fate so enviously debars, Is the conjunction of the Mind, And opposition of the Stars.

the kiss

The Kiss
by Stephen Dunn
She pressed her lips to mind. —a typo How many years I must have yearned for someone’s lips against mind. Pheromones, newly born, were floating between us. There was hardly any air. She kissed me again, reaching that place that sends messages to toes and fingertips, then all the way to something like home. Some music was playing on its own. Nothing like a woman who knows to kiss the right thing at the right time, then kisses the things she’s missed. How had I ever settled for less? I was thinking this is intelligence, this is the wisest tongue since the Oracle got into a Greek’s ear, speaking sense. It’s the Good, defining itself. I was out of my mind. She was in. We married as soon as we could.

middle

Are you stuck in the middle?
With nothing to do?
Are you scarred after this...
no one will love you?
Do you think real hard?
Try to see... who you really think could be?
Being stuck in the middle ...
trying to choose.
What inside means to you.

RUN AWAY DREAM

My run away dream from far away.
Cant you see I'm here today.
I wanna run so far from here.
When I look back,
I wont shed a tear.
Run far as far as I can,
to a beautiful place that gives me space.
I talked to god and I followed my heart,
to a place that gives me a brand new start.
The sound of leaving sounds so grate,
But there is only one problem,
My fear of hate.

Let him know

Whisper his name.
Into the air.
let it out don't be scarred.
Let him know you are here to help.
Let him be happy with him self.
Show him the right path to follow
even if your heart feels hollow.
Trust me long fellow.
Follow your heart.
The one god gave you
some day he too will forgive you.

My love alone

My loves alone so cold and dry. oh please god I don't wanna cry. I think of him, I dream of him, I whisper and speak his name, I feel lost and no were to go please help me god to find my soul. I run away, I cry at night, I cant even sleep. The way I dream of him so nice, makes me cold and freeze. My one and only wish to be, Are two kids, just HIM and ME.

loves apart

I'm scarred to say I want to die but I'm not going to lye.
I'm feeling pain in my heart.
That one day will fall apart.
Being here feeling down nothing to do besides frown.
I have no life and no love,
That could carry on from above,
I'm all alone
and so sad
oh baby don't be mad.
I cry your name so soft and sweet hopping I can fall asleep.

AWAITING FOR GOOD BY

Waiting on the bridge,
Scarred and feared inside,
I whisper your name in the cold wind,
Hopping not to cry,
I feel so sad and hurt inside that all I want is to die,
I step up on the ledge whisper your name one more time,
The wind feels so cold an smooth, the way it rushes feels nice and cool.
I say my prayers and say good by.
Baby my love..... Its time for me to fly.

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❤Dearest Friend❤

Today i fell in love.
He fell from above.
The way he looks at me.
The way he smiles.
Makes my belly tingle for a wile.
He talks calm and walks so cool.
Makes me feel like a huge fool.
He walks up to me and hold my hand.
With a slight whisper he seas.
I love you my dearest friend.

by peanut stone

❤Beloved❤

His love is like a rose❣
Lovely till it dies out❣
When I see him❣
I see my life❣
When I see him❣
I think... I could be his wife❣
With every life in my soul I lust after him❣
My heart beats harder every time I think of him❣
Time goes bye and we found love❣
We pray for things from far above❣
To let us stay in love❣
We wish upon the stars so high❣
That we will be together till we die❣

by peanut stone

F.D.R

Franklin D. Roosevelt

Franklin D. Roosevelt The words of F.D.R is "the only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
The cool thing is that Roosevelt was made Governor in new york in 1928.
In 1932 he was elected President.
Some recovery was made in 1935.
Roosevelt wanted global war after December 7, 1941 - after the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor.
April 12, 1945, Roosevelt died of cerebral hemorrhage.