What are sisters for?
They are for loving,
and for caring.
For trading secrets,
and also for sharing.
They are for good times,
as well as the bad.
They cheer you up,
When you're feeling sad.
They stay with you,
when you're feeling down.
They make you smile,
when you want to frown.
They are to be truthful,
as well as to be honest.
They hardly ever,
break their promise.
They know your hurts,
and share your pain.
Your deepest thoughts,
stuck to your brains.
You know their hearts,
are always near.
Their love for you,
is very dear.
Their dreams and wishes,
are your's as well.
They want the best for you,
as you can tell.
Words are there,
but hardly spoken.
Their love for you,
is a special token.
No other love,
could be as true.
The true meaning,
is between them and you.
Thru broken dreams,
and deepest sorrows.
They make you realize,
there is always tomorrow.
What are sisters for?
Just come to me,
and I'll tell you more!
As I was walking down the street;
I was moving slowly dragging my feet.
I stopped to stare at the house nearby.
At the sight I saw, I had to sigh.
It was an abandon old home,
with all the windows broke and shattered.
From people throwing stones at it,
like it didn't mattered.
At that time, I felt like that old home.
All torn up and feeling alone.
Scattered dreams and broken hearted.
Why did it end? How did it get started?
Abandoned from the one I love.
When least least expected, and never thought of.
My life is empty and filled with sorrow.
Will I see another tomorrow?
All I do now, is sit and cry,
from the unmentioned words, the forever goodbyes.
Can I fix my heart shiney and new;
When all I think about is me and you.
The broken promises and empty words.
Never again, will they be heard.
I thought he loved me. I thought he cared.
I thought we had something special,
that we both shared.
The dreams, the loving, the tears, and laughter.
Planning our lives together,
from here and ever after.
How can he leave me this way,
after all that we've been through?
What did I say, or even do?
He's gone now and free at last;
but my love for him will never past.
My heart is breaking,
and my dreams are shattered.
Nothing in my life seems to matter.
The joy in my heart has faded away.
Will I ever find happiness,
again some day?
Will he try to come back to make amends?
Or try to suggest that we can be friends?
Should I sit and wait, until he comes around?
Or am I wasting my time, by being his clown?
No, I refuse to give up!
He's not going to win!
I'm not going to let him hurt me,
not ever again!
He's no longer wanted, not any more.
My heart is closed to him.
I've shut all the doors.
It's too late for him.
The damage is done.
I'm on my way out,
to have some fun!
I am not going to end up,
like that torn up old home.
Unwanted, uncared for, and all alone.
There are other loves that can be found.
I've wasted my time, by feeling down.
If this is how he's going to hurt me,
then our love was never meant to be.
I know it now, by feeling blue.
His love for me, was never true!
I've cried my last tear: I'm over you.
I am out to find somebody new.
Like that old home,
I can be fixed with repairs.
In time and with patience,
and by someone who cares.
So, now I am on my own way,
to live my life for another day.
Before you came along,
I was half a person.
An unfinished puzzle.
Then you came, and became the
At last I was whole,
Vital, alive and in love.
And when you left, a part of me
went with you.
I died inside, once and again.
Now, too late, I realize
That you never really fitted anyway.
I just shoved you in for want,
of something to fill the gap.
The missing piece was within me.
It just took someone like you,
To help me find it.
I hate you for causing me pain.
I love you for helping me,
To grow up and find myself.
And though it still hurts,
I thank you...
Only know my smiles, and my worse fears.
You are there when I am laughing,
or shedding my tears.
You may not say anything,
or not very much.
But through all that silence,
I can still feel your touch.
It's only you that can bring back my sunshine,
and fill in my emptiness.
For all the the fears that I may have,
You are my main weakness.
I cannot help to feel,
the way that I do.
Knowing that I am scared,
to care about you.
For my heart has been broken,
so many times before.
I can't bare to let happen to me,
It's only you, that can make me see.
If this could work,
or not meant to be.
For it's only you that has my heart.
From the very beginning,
right from the start.
I need to know what you feel for me.
Should I hold on?
Or let you be?
There's too much pain,
not to be sure.
Should I chance getting hurt, once more?
For there is only one kind of music,
that you can share.
That's finding two people,
who really do care.
Now the answer,
I leave it with you.
You can either care for me,
or leave me true blue.
For you know my feelings,
that are so true.
There is just one,
and that is you,
and only you!
Venessa, You are my little girl,
and I love you with all my heart.
When you were born, I wanted to keep you.
But I knew we would have to part.
Before you were born,
I knew I had to give you away.
When I first laid my eyes on you,
I just couldn't do it!
So, I laid in my bed, and I cried and prayed.
I didn't want to give you up.
Because deep in my heart,
you were my baby buttercup.
So, I took you right in my care.
I gave you a roof over your head,
food in your stomach,
and clothes for you to wear.
Though I tried to do my very best.
Loving and caring for you,
just wasn't enough.
I thought it was right,
but it wasn't, I guess.
You always had a lot of attention,
and many people who cared for you.
What I want you to understand,
is sometimes mommies need loving too!
So, I went out at nights,
to find someone.
didn't think it was right.
So what else could I do?
So once again, I gave you to someone,
who could take great care of my precious sweet.
I thought I would get you back one day,
once I was back on my feet.
But things didn't go the way I planned.
Like they usually never do.
So, I gave you up permanently.
To someone who could take better care of you!
What is a friend? I will tell you!
It is a person with whom
you dare to be yourself.
Your soul can be naked with him.
He seems to ask you to put on nothing.
Only to be what you are!
He does not want you to be better or worse.
When you are with him,
you feel as a prisoner feels,
who has been declared innocent.
You do not have to be on your guard.
You say what you think.
So as long as it is geniually you.
He understands those contradictions in your
nature that may lead others to misjudge you.
With him, you breathe freely.
You can avow your little vanities,
and envies, and hates and vicious sparks,
your meannesses and absurdities,
and in opening them up to him,
they are lost, dissolved
on the white ocean of his loyalty.
You do not have to be careful with him.
It makes no matter. He likes you.
He is like fire
that purges through your bones
He understands. He understands.
You can weep with him,
sin with him,
laugh with him
and pray with him.
Through it all and underneath,
he sees, knows, and loves you.
A friend? What is a friend?
Just once, I repeat.
With whom you dare to be yourself!
By: C. Raymond Beran
MY FRIEND I CARE
Don't tell me that you understand,
don't tell me that you know
Don't tell me that I will survive,
how I will surely grow.
Don't tell me this is just a test,
that I am truly blessed.
That I am chosen for this task,
apart from all the rest
Don't come at me with answers
that can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass
that I will soon be free
Don't stand in pious judgment
of the bonds I must untie,
Don't tell me how to suffer,
don't tell me how to cry,
My life is filled with selfishness,
my pain is all I see,
But I need you, I need your love,
Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share
Just hold my hand and let me cry,
and say, "My friend, I care."
Roses for a friend @-->>-->>---
A Smile is contagious
Beautiful all Over
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When care is pressing you down a bit-
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a person turns about
When they might have won had they stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow-
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out-
The silver tint of the cloud of doubt.
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit-
It's when things seem worst that you musn't quit.
Is it possible to love someone you'll
Why do people think that love must be shown sexually?
In this cyber world we have people come and go.
But, there are a few we meet we really want to know.
Our cyber world's so interesting we have a common bond.
To start up newrelationships regardless where we're from.
We share the details of ourlives with those we like the most.
Eventually you start to love the ones who become close.
It's like a family of sort and you develop love.
With those who share your cyber life the ones you're fondest of.
The world outside can't comprehend how love can start to bloom.
Especially if you're alone while sitting in some room.
Married, single, young or old or somewhere in between.
People share their love on-line with those they've never seen.
Sometimes friends and wives and husbands do not understand.
Because they're not involved with us when we're in cyberland.
If you fall in love with someone on the Internet,
assure your loved ones close to you that this is not a threat.
Why can't people fall in love and just let it evolve?
Why do many people think that sex must be involved?
You can love another when you just give love a chance.
Why do shallow people think you must take down your pants?
Sex is sex and love is love.
And we need both of them.
But we don't need the sexy part to love a cyber friend.
Love is good and love is pure and it was meant to share.
It does not mean it's sexual because you show you care.
Love is pure and wonderful the way it's always been.
That's the reason I can say I love my on-line friend.
So share your love with someone if they're now a part of you.
Giving and receiving love is heavens gift to you.
Tell them that you love them,
and it's them you're thinking of.
For it is pure and innocent when you share cyber love.
Everyone has loved ones close or living in their home.
And even in the midst of them you sometimes feel alone.
But now you have your online friend who does light up your life.
And shares in all your happiness your worries and your strife.
Maybe you will chance to meet that very special one.
And as you get to know them it may become more than fun.
You may want to meet in person if you both do choose.
It may be a new beginning when you rendezvous.
Some will meet in person and make it reality.
Some will have to love on-line that's all that it can be.
If meeting is impossible because of your life styles.
Enjoy all that you have today,
and love across the miles..
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