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tatalinia
Member

since 2005-12-17

Posts 137
CA, US

0 posted 2006-02-09 11:56 AM

From the paths of the paths
to the heart of my demands
is the love that i give to the
best of my ability
from my sheltered life
away from the homeless strife
my mother could not cure
to save me
as i walk in this life alone
i take my own hand i walk
hand in hand with myself
do i need anyone elses help
no i do not for i see it on my
own
from my mistakes to the things
i break i see them no need to
show me
i no the rights from the wrongs
the good and the bads
im not an ox no need to guide me
a child i was no longer am i
im a woman after her own heart
to the man that wins me from the
one that lost me you never
had me from the start
mother, father thank you
for who im today i would not
be if you had not met
from your light skin mom
to your dark skin dad i love you
i dont know much about you
i see you in photographs
so lovely was she
so handsome was he
but not even you own me
for who does cept my angel
who walks beside me daily
in you i rest
my daily walking in life
i learn something new
i try new things im not afraid
of the change
that life can bring to me in
and instant
sometimes i spit fire other
times i spit love
if i wanted you to you i would go
if i needed you i would say so
if i had to have you i would
my confidence is high
but humbleness i show
but from all my crimes
to my childhood lies
to the body of my soul
from my head to my toes
my heart i lead with down the path
from the path of the paths
til the last day i laugh
take my soul use it as you might
for once i wont put up a fight

I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health

Irie
Senior Member

since 1999-12-01

Posts 1493
Washington State

1 posted 2006-02-09 05:49 PM

Bitter Sweet ......

~Sheri

"Don't wait for your ship to come in ...
Swim out to it"

brother stone
Junior Member

since 2006-01-25

Posts 28

2 posted 2006-02-09 07:17 PM

brother stone sometimes writes exactly like this
in his dreams, then he wakes up as brother stone again

JesusChristPose
Senior Member

since 2005-06-21

Posts 777
Pittsburgh, Pa

3 posted 2006-02-09 10:53 PM

This was a very deep poem with an intimate and personal touch that only the author could completely understand, yet we as the readers can only begin to understand... something like words = a crystal ball into one's life.

"If this grand panaorama before me is what you call God... then God is not dead."

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