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Ode for DA friends and T.shareMy heart goes out to your awesome expression of creativity,like the objects in shades in the spectrum of reality.A pool of sharing the work of art spreads joy and make our life whole,together with our passion, we seek out our lovely artistic soul.
Soulmate search in the seaI wish I could catch a fish eventually.I will throw my bait and I will wait & see patiently.
Your Best friend is yourselfTrue friend is yourselfYou can trust yourself.You can count your blessingsYou can listen your own advice.You can listen your heart.You can proud of yourself.You dont judge yourself.You dont lie to yourselfYou dont listen your negativityYourself doesnt hurt you.Yourself doesnt cheated you.You can control yourself.You can protect yourself.You can recognize your limitations & your mistakes.You can treat yourself lucky.You can HELP yourselfYou can LOVE yourself.You can RESPECT yourself.You will be blessed,and you will receive the god's blessings.Be firm.Be humble.Be yourself.
A Fatal trap of Cyberlove"Unsuspecting victims of cyberlove can be caught in a trap with a virus within its wall.""Just say NO!"
GenerosityIf your palm is open and you are giving,you will also receive god's blessings.
Ode for Human HeartMy heart is inside my deep cavern,Blood flowing like the clear stream endlessly.Such an unique art pieceTirelessly working to sustain my life.Every beat is a breath.Just like a symphony.Cleansing my soul within,Energizing my bodySurely you are the river of life.The symbol of passionAnd how I am being blessed.
EmpyreanMomma said to never marry an astronaut,they will always prefer the twinkling starlightto the light in your eyes.They'll only end up in ships that floataimlessly in zero gravity and you will not be there.Momma said to never marry an astronaut.You will stand firmly on the earth,clutching the ground and knowingthey will always prefer the twinkling starlight.Planets will fracture and stars will collapselong before he recognizes he can travelto the light in your eyes.
Inflation DayI walked into my roomPulled out some loose clothing to wearThen I went into my closetAnd pulled out a large tank of air.I stuck the hose in my bellybuttonI said "This is going to be great!"I went to the airtankAnd turned the knob up to eight.I felt the air enter my bodyI had hoped it would soonThat's when it actually happenedI was inflating like a balloon!My belly was getting rounderI poked it once or twiceMy whole body was getting enormousThe feeling was very nice.However, I was quickly losing mobilityI was bigger in width than heightSoon, I was feeling lots of pressureAnd my belly feels really tight.I tried to pull the hose outUnfortunately, it was stuckAnd now I can't move to reach the airtankWell great, just my luck....The expanding feeling is just too greatI don't really think I want to stop....However, I'm starting to feel pretty fullAnd now I think I'm going to pop!!!!
GothicWater, fire, earth, and air,Four elements in a dragons lair.Take a lock of your lovers hair,And brew a potion to show you care.In the distance, armor is raddlinTo show that knights have horses theyre straddlinTake your cape, and ride the sky,To avoid the ways to die.In the darkness of the night,Hide away from the enemies light.
The Three Dimensions of YouAlthough I am not a wise manLet it be known that I do have the privilege to seeSomething that you can notThe beauty of your face three-dimensionallyArtists put down your brushesYour strokes can't do justice to the contours of her frameAnd poets put down your penNo verse could describe the light that shines behind her nameAlthough I am not a wise manLet it be said that I do have the privilege to seeYour beauty as it outruns timeWith each passing year in three hundred and sixty degreesArtists stop mixing your oilsNo colour will come close to matching the shades of her skinAnd poets close your note booksAs to describe her eyes you would not know where to beginAlthough I am not a wise manLet me praise God that I do have the privilege to hearSomething that you do notThat is your voice resonating gently in my earI am an artist, a poetGuiding images and words to creation from conceptionYet in her soul, body and mindI have discovered three indefinable dimensions
Fallen AngelFallen AngelCrawling in my forlorn appearanceI hide my soul behind these tattered wingsTattered and broken as they arePlucked of light, stained in tears and blood.In quiet despair upon the cold earthSmeared in dirt I crouch upon my weary kneesAnd clutched timidly between my fingersRests one last jewel of Hope.A single unblemished plume pluckedFrom the silver light of dawnA feathered ray of light from beyondTo illuminate the void that has me bound.This precious barb of silkOnce lost as I was and forgottenBlazes now to immerse me in radiant blissTo wash away the pain, draw me from the abyss.So now I fade away…My tender flesh removedMy shattered wings releasedMy inner light unsheathed… escapes.(c)2004 Joseph Palladino
AnorexiaPicture perfectHow thin can you go?Up for a challenge?Painful and slow.Waiting it outObsessed with forbiddenSkip one more mealKeeping secrets hiddenInsomnia increasesWatching seconds tickSaying you're not hungryDenying you're sickGrinding teethVision waveringTastes long forgottenYou're still savoringStanding outsideFeels so coldApproaching blacknessThen legs foldHospital bedHaven't awokenTearing eyesLives are broken
Paradigm ShiftEmerging flash of starlight papbetween sunset and ocean capcolliding spang into my eyesfor once to have me realizenot everything becomes a song,and I shall sleep before too long.
Creepypasta ABC'sA is for Abby, who has a creepy stalkerB is for BEN, he drowned in some waterC is for Cupcakes, which you'll just die to eatD is for Dating Game, beware of who you'll meetE is for Eyeless Jack, he wants to slash you openF is for Funnymouth, who'll leave your jaw brokenG is for Guardian Angel, he's always with youH is for Humans, and they can lick tooI is for Ickbarr Bigelsteine, your teeth he will keepJ is for Jeff the Killer, who tells you to go to sleepK is for Killswitch, a game impossible to findL is for Lavender Town, the music messes with your mindM is for Misfortune, a hidden game within a gameN is for No End House, which lives up to its nameO is for On the Bus, you'll be riding foreverP is for Penpal, they can be oh so cleverQ is for Quiet Room, a film with a cursed TV spotR is for Russian Sleep Experiment, more sinister than we thoughtS is for Slender Man, wearing a black suit and tieT is for Trust, who shall live, and who shall die?U is for Unbranded Lapto
SuicideMom I love youDon't blame it on yourselfDad forgive meI couldn't ask for helpSis don't hate meFor leaving you aloneTake my pictureOff the table by the phoneIt never belonged there anywayThis happy family was brokenLong before I left it anywayI don't expect you to understandJust why it was that I couldn't stayI know you can't hear meBut I'm writing this for youIt is my last punk songTelling you my life is throughIt's okay to hate meJust don't miss me when I'm goneCuz I don't deserve itWhen I have done so much wrongI never belonged here anywayThis happy family was brokenLong before I left it anywayI don't expect you to understandJust why it was that I couldn't stay
Your smileEverytime I see your serene face,Im a captive of your smile.That subtle, endearing smile uplifts me.