tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37016651330235673202024-03-13T07:23:44.241-07:00Look Who's Rhyming!I love poems that rhyme, especially those that make you feel like the weight of the many burdens of life is a wee bit lighter that it makes you smile...for just a while. Welcome to my blog, my first one wherein i will post my poems. I'm no famous writer mind you, just someone who scribbles rhymes once in a while. Enjoy!Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-16220583458146796602007-08-21T10:29:00.000-07:002007-08-21T10:30:18.001-07:00She Loves Me Like The Rain...<pre>It was gently raining.<br />My love and I were taking shelter in a waiting shed,<br />my arms around her, her head on my shoulder.<br /><br />She said,<br />"You know, I love you like the rain<br />loves the trees and the flowers."<br /><br />"It doesn't care if some trees<br />are stronger and bigger than the others,<br />it also rains on the small and weak ones too."<br />Some bear useless fruits but they receive<br />the same nourishment from it."<br /><br />"It matters not that some flowers are<br />prettier or some have petals more colorful<br />than most. Some are even poisonous<br />but it still gives them life."<br /><br />"It just falls blindly, just like me."<br /><br />I asked her what she meant.<br />She said, smiling,<br />"Silly, it means I love you just as you are."<br />And she snuggled closer, the rain a witness to her words.</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-69850954366388686572007-08-21T10:25:00.000-07:002007-08-21T10:26:50.588-07:00Blacksmith<pre>forging love again<br />on an anvil<br />with these hands<br />whose fingernails<br />are forever dead<br />as a result<br />of misdirected blows<br />after working alone<br />without help at all<br />in the past.<br />so please understand<br />I have to ask you<br />to hold the iron<br />in place for me<br />so I can concentrate<br />only on wielding<br />precise strikes<br />so we can create<br />a perfect love for us,<br />and I promise<br />not to hit your fingers :)</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-87877197394656345932007-08-21T10:23:00.001-07:002007-08-21T23:57:02.862-07:00You<pre>if a rainbow signifies the end of a storm<br />then you ought to be across the heavens now<br />a monument for the world to see<br />what you have done to me<br />and maybe inspire broken-hearted people<br />to keep their faith in love alive.<br /><br />for sure the dawn will come<br />no matter how long and cold the night is<br />so your smile should be the sunrise<br />that pours through lonely people's windows<br />and maybe brighten their thoughts a bit<br />enough for them to say "there's still hope!".<br /><br />for my life used to be stormy<br />and my nights were long and cold<br />but that was before the rainbow,<br />before the sunrise,<br />before you...</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-33378173821028330352007-08-21T10:16:00.000-07:002007-08-21T10:21:32.685-07:00Relive<pre>take me once more to the place where we tasted the love like<br />grapes from the vine<br /><br />we frolicked and danced and went drunk with romance all night for<br />the grapes turned to wine<br /><br />hold me again unashamed of yourself and myself and make me your<br />pride<br /><br />where you dared to dream that one day you will be all mine and<br />set all things aside<br /><br />humble as rain, we fell down on our knees and let love gain<br />control of our fate<br /><br />leaving a world where doubts abound and a breeding ground of<br />hate<br /><br />let whispers be shouts and uncertainties be like the morn sure<br />to come after tonight<br /><br />in paradise where our differences are the differences between<br />light and light<br /><br />hold me as tight as I hold my faith in love to see us through<br />this situation<br /><br />as sure as I know in my heart that you are my pre-destination<br /><br />relive once again memories that we made when we talked 'til the<br />dusk sung it's rhyme<br /><br />when I poured all of me into your heart and mind and I knew you<br />heard me that time<br /><br />fly me tonight to that heaven where slumber is our one and only<br />foe<br /><br />a glimpse of a life spent with you free from pain...and woe...</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-6391925212998211732007-08-21T10:12:00.000-07:002007-08-21T10:14:18.241-07:00the gift of a sunny morn<pre>***for my daughter, my brightest morning***<br /><br />the morning plays its song like a siren<br />and it shatters the silence of the night<br />shed your blanket of darkness and listen<br />so little it asks for the touch of light<br /><br />it dares you to throw away all your fears<br />open your eyes and then be on your way<br />without apprehensions, dry all your tears<br />its not much to pay for a bright new day<br /><br />awake from the nightmares that plague your sleep,<br />made your eyes blind to the glorious morning<br />hope is not found on a slumber so deep;<br />so cheap a price for a new beginning<br /><br />though your soul be aching, your heart be torn,<br />heal them with the gift of a sunny morn</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-22749998303172800962007-08-21T10:00:00.000-07:002007-08-21T10:04:34.254-07:00Half Moon<pre>pretty, pretty stars tonight join me in my flight<br />as i dance across the heavens on my dimmed half-light<br />no clouds to hide my longing of that which makes me whole<br />waiting for the moment your love would make me full<br />though hard they try to twinkle the best that they could do<br />pretty, pretty stars cannot measure up to you<br /><br />lovely, lovely sea below a picture of pure calm<br />in contrast with the sorrow of a solitary palm<br />throws back a stranger's face that i suppose is me<br />without the other half of what i want to be<br />but calm or not, there's nothing that it could ever do<br />lovely, lovely sea below is not a match for you<br /><br />lonely, lonely me walks by the heavens sad and dreaming<br />in awe with all I'm seeing but more with what I'm longing<br />these loving thoughts I whisper are truths that'll live for years<br />with prayers for directing their music to your ears<br />another night of wanting but nothing i could do<br />lonely, lonely me's not full without the love from you</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-54379823142066132632007-08-21T09:52:00.000-07:002007-08-21T09:59:52.386-07:0018th of June<pre>***i fell in love once with someone i haven't seen personally yet.<br />we used to chat a lot and w/o knowing it, we fell in love. the<br />18th of june was the date set for us to meet face to face. we did<br />meet, and we lasted 3 years. was it real love, who's to say...***<br /><br />so long to wait for so short a dance<br />so much at stake for a simple glance<br />so rest our worlds for a single day<br />will we to part or forever stay?<br /><br />what makes this love so probable<br />is what's making it vulnerable<br />so much we yearn to hold and kiss<br />will this be a case of hit and miss?<br /><br />emotions flew for miles away<br />a dangerous game we chose to play<br />so much to lose, so much to win<br />will we find gold or a bucket of tin?<br /><br />souls entwined and hearts in tune<br />will these stay true when May turns to June?<br />the longer we yearn the harder we fall<br />or will be winners after all?</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-17719720475099823512007-08-21T09:49:00.000-07:002007-08-21T09:51:11.277-07:00from, nobody<pre>***no rhymes, intended this as an anonymous letter***<br /><br />i know you don't know me. though there were times when<br />i've been close to you, i doubt if you even noticed me.<br />i'm the guy who can't take his eyes of you, who gets<br />breathless when you flash that pretty smile of yours.<br /><br />i just want you to know how beautiful i find you with<br />those eyes that seem to be two stars trying to<br />outsparkle each other that for every new glimpse i<br />have of them, they're more beautiful than what i<br />recall them to be. they draw my own eyes like sirens<br />draw sailors, irresistable like that force that calls<br />countless of birds and prompts them to migrate whenever<br />winter nears.<br /><br />so too is your smile. only a perfect sunset can ever<br />come close in comparison, one that manifests itself on<br />a sky with a score or so of cumulus clouds, the still<br />waters of a bright blue sea, and the sun half submerge<br />over the horizon, blazing hot crimson, tainting the<br />clouds to look like mountains on fire, spreading a<br />blanket of red over the bluish sea and sky. the end<br />result, a painting unmatched by masters, a unique<br />phenomena a shade away from that level of beauty that<br />you always muster just by flashing your smile.<br /><br />well, i've never seen a real angel, but if what was<br />written about them were true, then i've been seeing one<br />almost everyday, so close yet so very far away. maybe<br />it's just my broken heart, maybe it's just my need to<br />believe in beauty after all the rubbish i've been<br />exposed to, maybe it's just my imagination, pretending<br />someone could be more beautiful than her who broke my<br />heart, and believing. whatever, i just want you to know<br />how very beautiful i find you.</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-63928590387247549232007-08-21T09:44:00.000-07:002007-08-21T23:58:17.318-07:00Constant<pre>mornings come with sunshine, rain or snow<br />skies be sometimes blue or dark as night<br />amongst a crowd you'll see a friend or foe<br />you'll smile or cry, cower in fear or fight<br />thread your way in pain or merrily go<br />regardless though, i'll always stay in sight<br /><br />you'll sing a song of loss and loneliness<br />whistle a tune for the beauty of life<br />jump with joy in moments of happiness<br />hang on a limb or an edge of a knife<br />fall or fly high, your needs be more, or less<br />i'm by your side come good times or strife<br /><br />i'll watch with joy when you are being blest<br />when tired, i'll take your burdens while you rest</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-56528664417112359772007-08-21T09:41:00.001-07:002007-08-21T09:42:47.271-07:00Add A Little<pre>***no rhymes here either...***<br /><br />add the weight of your head<br />to the world I carry on my shoulder<br />and you will make my load as light as a feather<br /><br />add the touch of your hand<br />to the future I hold in my palm<br />and you will bring only bright tomorrows<br /><br />add the warmth of your body<br />to this searing pain in my soul<br />and you will douse it like water on fire</pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-57374031693071192892007-08-21T09:32:00.000-07:002007-08-25T06:34:24.220-07:00Bread Crumbs<pre>***this one doesn't rhyme but it's one of my favorites***<br /><br />my heart's a bakery out of business<br />with heartaches like moldy loaves of bread<br />overflowing it's chambers and shelves<br /><br />you're curious like the proverbial cat<br />when you walked in, wandered, explored,<br />stealing every morning a single loaf<br /><br />I warned you not to eat it and I was afraid<br />for there's no way you can take them all in<br />but you were deaf, or stupid, in love<br /><br />it made me curious too so i followed you one day<br />and saw you on the park sitting on a bench<br />tossing bread crumbs for the birds<br /><br />when my heart's chambers and shelves are empty<br />I thought you will not return again<br />but you came carrying a sign "BACK IN BUSINESS"<br /><br />you nailed it on my heart with a smile<br />and gave me the recipes of lots of good things<br />about life...and love.<br /></pre>Photoshop Tutorial Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08909336117319029712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3701665133023567320.post-81791772898247238392007-08-21T09:26:00.000-07:002007-08-21T09:40:16.635-07:00Bury 'Em<pre>***a poem about letting a painful past go***<br /><br />for every song that's proven wrong<br />let go of all their glory<br />and sing no more their ancient lore<br />and promises gone awry<br />then say goodbye to every lie<br />dead singers made you carry<br /><br />for every rhyme outlived by time<br />denounce them for their frailty<br />read not the dirge between their words<br />embedded in their beauty<br />then stop the tears induced by fears<br />dead poets brought a-plenty<br /><br />for every prose unveiled as woes<br />that made you feel so weary<br />forget their schemes and broken dreams<br />let's weave a new love story<br />then paint a sky for us to fly<br />dead writers, let's go bury...!</pre>Photoshop Tutorial 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