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Brilliant
05:43 Oct 26 2010
Times Read: 479

A masochist walked up to a sadist, and said 'Hurt me'. The sadist said 'No' and walked away...

COMMENTS

Desiderata...
02:24 Oct 21 2010
Times Read: 484

I love this poem.

Go placidly amid the noise and haste and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.

Speak your truth quietly and clearly, and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant, they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become bitter or vain, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.

Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.

Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy

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Heroin
13:11 Oct 20 2010
Times Read: 506

Behold my friend, I am heroin

Known to all as the destroyer of man

From where I came, no on knows

A far away place where the poppies grow

I came to this country without getting caught

And since that day I have been hunted and sought

Whole nations have gathered to plot my destruction

They call me the breeder of crime and corruption

I am more potent than whiskey, more deadly than wine

Yes I am the scurge of mankind

My little white grains are nothing but waste

I am soft and fluffy and bitter to taste

I am white, I am brown, but deadly to use

For once you're addicted I really abuse

I am known in Thailand, Iraq and Iran

I am welcome in Turkey and I have been to Japan

In cellophane bags I make my way

To men in offices and children at play

From heads of state to the lowest bum

From the richest estate to the lowest slum

I take a rich man and make him poor

I take a virgin and make her a whore

I make a beautiful women forget her looks

And a student forget his books

I can make you steal, lie, borrow and beg

Then search for a vein in your arm or leg

I am known to be selfish and can fill you with greed

Still faceless, regardless of religion or creed

My gift is illusion, my blessing is fake

Death and destruction follow in my wake

I am the kiss of death to all whom I touch

I start as a gift and remain as a crutch

My friends are many but I am loyal to none

I come to destroy then my work is done

Some think of me as merely a toy

But wise men know I am to destroy

Run from me if you wish, I will never give chase

For sooner or later you will return for a taste

Once in your bloodstream you'll think me not mean

You will praise me as Master then nod in dream

You have heard my warning but will take no heed

Put your foot in the shit and mount this great stead

Get in the saddle and hold on real well

For the white horse heroin will take you to hell

COMMENTS

gszander
16:18 Oct 20 2010

Great, I love it.

Airianna
17:05 Oct 20 2010

You're poem takes my breath away, it brings a tear to my eye, and it makes my heart beat faster. You my dear made me have a flash back of a time were this was my life. I give you major props hun major.

everstarven
23:15 Oct 20 2010

Thanks for the kind comments :)

Blackstaff
00:19 Oct 21 2010

Love it, well done :)

The Dash
08:37 Oct 19 2010
Times Read: 515

A time for reflecting...

I hold this poem close to my heart. It was read at my brothers funeral...

I read of a man who stood to speak

At the funeral of a friend.

He referred to the dates on his tombstone

From the beginning..to the end.

He noted that first came her date of birth

And spoke the following date with tears

But he said what mattered most of all

Was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time

That he spent alive on earth..

And now only those who loved him

Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;

The cars..the house..the cash,

What matters is how we live and love

And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard.

Are there things you'd like to change?

For you never know how much time is left,

That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough

To consider what’’s true and real,

And always try to understand

The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,

And show appreciation more

And love the people in our lives

Like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,

And more often wear a smile..

Remembering that this special dash

Might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy’s being read

With your life’s actions to rehash..

Would you be proud of the things they say

About how you spent your dash?

COMMENTS

BluSpirit
09:22 Oct 19 2010

absolutely amazing. *sniffs*

gszander
16:20 Oct 20 2010

So true.

04:43 Oct 19 2010
Times Read: 523

You are my love

My only true desire

A man with passion

That sets me on fire.

Love is the language

That my heart speaks

And love is the one thing

My heart is giving you for keeps