Tuesday Feb 21, 2006

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I was recently looking through some old notebooks and discovered quite a few finished and unfinished poems/song lyrics that I have written. Since I'm bored, I'll post them! One of them I've already posted in an older entry (Dec 3). I will also label them as older/newer (O/N) and unfinished/finished (U/F).

P.S. - This will be lllllloooooonnnnngggg wink

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Poems:

BLUE EYES (O/F)
Your...
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traceelement:
Hey so what has been happening in your life then miss??? smile
mnislahi:
thank you for the comment on my video!! love love

Saturday Dec 03, 2005

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I've Seen The Night

I've seen the night with tears of old
Of starry skies and bitter cold.
The waking sun doth peak his head,
Night pulls him down - now gold is dead.

A sneaking calm with arms of steel;
Shattering black and blue (break souls' appeal).
May Jasmine bloom (death flower grows)
As seeping dark chokes the rose.

O'er midnight falls and rolling...
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nevermore_66:
I like.

You defintely had some Poe running in your head.

skull
lucabrasi:
when were you in cali?

Saturday Dec 03, 2005

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Okay... so I figured that eventually I was going to have to post a first journal entry.... But what the hell should it be?

I've decided to post an actual Journal Entry from a few months ago... I was in a bad place, and needed to let it all hang out. Though, I did so in an almost "anonymous" fashion... mostly to save the feelings...
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roseman:
To thy own self be true.

I completely understand. Rarely do people take responsibility for themselves or actions. People like to play the blame game.

Life is more reaction than action. As I was telling someone the other day, one can not go looking towards someone for happiness, just to be happy with them. How we feel is our own responsibility, not others.

This is not to say we can not keep other individual's best interests at heart.
It reminds me of Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness (if you haven't already read it). The narrator (I think it was Marlow, it has been awhile) returns from the Congo and must relay his tale to, if I remember his name correctly, Kurtz's wife. She asks him of her husband, who has gone mad and committed unspeakable horrors. Marlow could tell her the truth, devastating her more, or feed her a lie, in order to easy her worry.
It's all perspective, my sweet Lanore. wink

[Edited on Dec 05, 2005 11:34PM]