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Monday, 23 February 2004
****DISCLAIMER TO ALL!!!****
ALL OF THE POETRY AND THOUGHTS ON THIS PAGE IS WRITTEN ONLY TO SHARE THOUGHTS, NOT TO TAKE FOR YOUR LIKING---PLEASE RESPECT THE AUTHORS AND LEAVE THEIR POETRY HERE!!!

Posted by rica64 at 12:43 PM EST
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To the holder
I say things to you that I know I will regret, but say anyways. Don't I realize the consequences? As I wait for your answers I feel further away from the truth. I can't trust my emotions or my heart. You have more control over me than you will ever know and have a power stronger than the deepest current. Can you feel my pain? I give, and give you my all but never acquire anything in return. Should I just give up? Am I tumbling into an empty hole which I have created within my own? Am I waiting for the closure of a question that has no answer? Until I can be content with myself, I cannot be content with waiting for you...Rica*

Posted by rica64 at 12:42 PM EST
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Sunday, 22 February 2004
A thought on you..
As a contemplation of you, I think of degradation. I lower myself to you and bow as though you were king and I am nothing and unworthy of the air you breath. This is not flattery, but said in despite- for you have made me feel less than I am, and am worth... Rica*

Posted by rica64 at 10:58 PM EST
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Thought
This vacant hole within me cries out from the depths--it ails as you come near or as your voice resonates within my surroundings. You are nothing to me as once you were everything... Rica*

Posted by rica64 at 10:52 PM EST
Updated: Sunday, 22 February 2004 11:00 PM EST
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To be satisfied by someone else is to be not fully aware. Only one can satisfy your own needs-that is not another man, or woman, or person in general, but what is inside you. Everything else is just a manipulation of what you think you may want... *Rica


Posted by rica64 at 10:51 PM EST
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Thought
I am but a baron space-nothing in me, nothing around me, nothin fills me, and nothing special... Rica*

Posted by rica64 at 10:47 PM EST
Updated: Sunday, 22 February 2004 11:01 PM EST
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Thought
Feelings are nothing more than attachments and can be harmful when leading you in the wrong direction...be careful where your heart may wander... Rica*

Posted by rica64 at 10:45 PM EST
Updated: Sunday, 22 February 2004 11:01 PM EST
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Thought
So I guess this is the lowest of the low--the earthquake shudders below my feet as I fall to the floor, crumbling at your presence...Rica*

Posted by rica64 at 10:29 PM EST
Updated: Sunday, 22 February 2004 11:02 PM EST
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For Love
What is love? It is nothing but foolish feelings and a contortion of self mutilation. It leaves you baron, empty, unfulfilled, and jaded.
What is love? It is nothing but an shameful excuse to be socially excepted and contemplated as somthing wonderful. Who needs such fulfillment as to subject themselves to it?...Rica*

Posted by rica64 at 10:25 PM EST
Updated: Sunday, 22 February 2004 10:52 PM EST
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