THIS IS ME

i have run many miles to find peace. crossed many rivers to find solace. risen many mountains to find joy, yet none in the world has given this to me. Sometimes i wish my heart was not so fragile to break, not so tender to be torn, i wish i had a heart of steel. But no am human and if it be so, it's only a metaphor. All times and places i land only the comfort and solace, the courage and streanght of the trusted hearts will only keep me standing. i may fall but they'll pick me up, i may cry they'll wipe my tears. this is me and my world

WHAT I HAVE

What i have is the passion of the pen. Whether words fail or i fall ill. whether am lost in despair or without the power of speech my pen still take the magic lead.

What i have is a mystery. whether am entangled in the criminal law court or in the judicial seas of despair. whether i have the heart to go on or a mind to run away.the mystery fill leads me on.

What i have is love. Whether i be desperate of life or resentful of friends gone. whether it be life's turmoil or the mystery broken. What i have is love.

What i have is friendship. friends who care about me an d where my life leads. friends who light my path, in darkened times. what i have is friends.

should i complain of what i have...! NO WAY! what i have is passion of the pen, a mystery, love and friends.

If i Had no where else to...

In this world there are three places that i find hope. that is in the heart of God and in the friend i truely love and believe. If i had no where else to go, where do you think i'd lay my heart? surely not in Gold nor in the minors of life. Friends are not only the people we run to when our hearts are bleeeding. they are the part that is sometimes lucking in us. they are the part that is replaced when our hearts are brocken.
If i had no where else to go, nobody to run to, would you offer me your heart to be my bed of roses. would i find comfort in your charitable place in the heart?if had nowhere else to go then only the lord would with me be. You my friend are a treasure and a true hero. What other hero wuld ther be if You were not around? who would make a hero other than the person who rescues a heart that might otherwise drown? True friends are true treasures and you are that true friend.


To all true and worthy friends that exist. pass it over to someone that you consider your true friend worth great words. one that maybe words run short to expalain but you still love and cherish being around.

WRITE ME A NOTE

write me a note, tell me of your pain and longing. tell me of your desire to be with the one you love. write me a note tell me of your secret heart desire, of your passion to be away. every hour i sit to write and always your voice crosses through my mind,like the chastening winds of delight. i write not to praise but give my sencerest observation. Every hour with you is a story and light of beauty. every morning i hear the birds sing and wish i'd be closer. this is not a writing but a tale. write me a note, please do.
If music had a softer, lighter tounge then all it would have to do is give you appraisal. You're a friend a treasure but you being away hurts the cribs of my soul. i never wish to wrong you. all i want is to make you smile and be happy. all i seek to do is to realise the world apart is not hte world we live. distances are mindsets but friendship is a unity that is tied and bond. you're not just a friend but a treasure i value.
Would i say welcome or would i say happy to see you? just a question i wonder that my intelect would't offer to answer. please write me a note. simple and soft, harsh or rough all are just part of what make the world and i'd gladly take any. Please write me a note.
This is just asimple note that i wtite. please write me a note.....

WHen I FOUND you

When i was alone in this world without no one to look to, you came in and i thought i had found my savior. i run to your arms to find love and compasion for my lonely heart. i had found a friend or so would i say. now i am here all alone without no place to run to. the winds have blown off my tears and my eyes are now dry without even the drop of a tear to quench the pain i feel. why did you have to do it?
Every day i look upon the skies to see if i will see you again. to my mind you are lost, but not to my physic. i see you everyday standing there with thy graceful smile and sometimes wish i never knew you. sometimes i pray that God should put you far away that we may never see each other again. I don't know how to wish anyone a bad happening, neither do i have a heart to. all I may ever ask for is distance to arise from her slumber and put as apart. If one day you should heed to my cry, please let me not know it, let me not see your tears flow. If that should happen i'll forget distance and again back to you i will be.
When i found you, rooted deep within the chambers of my heart. I then knew that time had a different occurence and that it was in this world i was to transform. i was going to change and see the new world of phenomenon. Please understand when i tell you this tale. this is a story of that one lonely heart that once found you and now you're distant.