i would like to dedicate this one to konko
tired, confused with huddled masses yearning to breathe free
i came to the site ready to curse my hand if it touched the wrong key
with an avalanche of thoughts to my head
i had to wrestle my hands to type each and every word
me ,like a thirteen year old girl not sure of the way she feels
him ,like a sixty year old granny willing to exploit his skills
he picked the exact hurting portion
like he would pick a drop from the ocean
to share i wrote him a letter
and a pharmacist would not have prescribed any better
i felt a war in me that i wasn't part of
he did not pick sides neither did he tell me to back off
he dined with ma fears
and electric pulses is all it took to dry my tears
he is no longer a stranger to me
what we are now is family
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[quote name="kudzie"]i would like to dedicate this one to konko
tired, confused with huddled masses yearning to breathe free
i came to the site ready to curse my hand if it touched the wrong key
with an avalanche of thoughts to my head
i had to wrestle my hands to type each and every word
me ,like a thirteen year old girl not sure of the way she feels
him ,like a sixty year old granny willing to exploit his skills
he picked the exact hurting portion
like he would pick a drop from the ocean
to share i wrote him a letter
and a pharmacist would not have prescribed any better
i felt a war in me that i wasn't part of
he did not pick sides neither did he tell me to back off
he dined with ma fears
and electric pulses is all it took to dry my tears
he is no longer a stranger to me
what we are now is family[/quote]
whoa!!
hock: ... now that one took me by surprise! well, what can i say... thanx men, i'm really flattered :oops:
umm...ahem!...ehm... did u say u was a she???
tired, confused with huddled masses yearning to breathe free
i came to the site ready to curse my hand if it touched the wrong key
with an avalanche of thoughts to my head
i had to wrestle my hands to type each and every word
me ,like a thirteen year old girl not sure of the way she feels
him ,like a sixty year old granny willing to exploit his skills
he picked the exact hurting portion
like he would pick a drop from the ocean
to share i wrote him a letter
and a pharmacist would not have prescribed any better
i felt a war in me that i wasn't part of
he did not pick sides neither did he tell me to back off
he dined with ma fears
and electric pulses is all it took to dry my tears
he is no longer a stranger to me
what we are now is family[/quote]
whoa!!

umm...ahem!...ehm... did u say u was a she???

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wow!
I had to reread this poem a couple of times, but the more I read it the more I love it
I had to reread this poem a couple of times, but the more I read it the more I love it
that is just beautiful....*speechless*he picked the exact hurting portion
like he would pick a drop from the ocean
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Words like this are the best ways to express feelings. And you portray what you wanna say like a plasma screen t.v.
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