Lost In the shadows of my mind

Started by Orik, Jul 04 07 10:59

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Orik

Reposted here with the Authors permission.


 I am here broken, sad and confused.
Can you understand why I'm feeling  used?
No reason. No promise. Just a reference to fall.
Have you  considered my feelings at all?

Perhaps I am the one being strung along.  
It'll be seven and a half years before I know if I can move on.
Maybe I  deserve this, for what you think I did to you.
Please know that I LOVE you.  Believe it it's true.

It seems your in danger.Maybe owned by someone  else.
I saw what I saw... I wish I could help.
You know my number. I  gave you the clues.
Maybe you could call me and give me some news.  

If this is pay back, I'm screaming uncle.
I'm barely surviving alone  in this jungle.
Seven years ago I was here - knowing nothing at all.  
Worried sick. Love sick. Waiting for leaves to fall.

Title: Unknown
 Author: McMatt



 
Never give up Never surrender Fight with ur last breath Fight 2 live & Fight 2 survive. Never say never & never say die. There comes a time when all will die A time we transcend & attain our place afterlife. My Fight is not yet done, I'm tired & I'd like to go home, But I'm not ready to go just yet.

Orik

 PC forgive me, I have tried to see the good. but I just can't do it this week. all is gone

Forgive me, if I sound mad and disturbed
Forgive me, if I am off put and seem perturbed
Forgive me, if I seem lost and hollow
I am mad and sad this day

I got some bad news.
A valiant battle has come to a end.
Tomorrow I go to say goodbye
to Stuart, a brother, a mentor
a philosopher and a friend

He was a man of Integrity
He was Helpful
He was Vigilant

he trained me in my duties
he was a man I saw seldom
He was a man, I looked up to.

Stuart your gone, before your time
Stuart I barely knew you, but I remember you.
thank you for the philosophic chats we had

no man knows when his time has come
today I was floored, hit by a ton of bricks.
reading the paper and finding out like this.

I come to attention I lift my hand in salute.
lower the flag, a good man had died.
tomorrow I go to see him laid to rest
a strong willed, & good hearted man
who always gave, his best.

Never again will I hear you philosophize over a cup off coffee
I just want you all to know, this man.
I have much respect for him.

He lived outside the box and off the beaten track
He took risks, He had strength, morals, wisdom and grace.
Stuart I hardly knew you.  
I'll be damned, before I ever forget you.

Rest In Peace

Written for Stuart Manning a fellow work mate.

JMAD

If you see anyone driving you think might be inebriated call 911 and report it
perhaps you will save a life.















   
Never give up Never surrender Fight with ur last breath Fight 2 live & Fight 2 survive. Never say never & never say die. There comes a time when all will die A time we transcend & attain our place afterlife. My Fight is not yet done, I'm tired & I'd like to go home, But I'm not ready to go just yet.

P.C.

Sorry Orik.

  You don't owe me any kind of apology.  But whether you noticed or not.....this man clearly brought you great happiness.
Sir Isaac Newton invented the swinging door....for the convenience of his cat.

wyk

Pepper!!!!!!!!

  P.S. When she has her front legs together it looks like a black diamond there!  Cool.

Orik

I know WYK. I Know she is my baby after all. When they are apart it looks like a broken heart.

 
Never give up Never surrender Fight with ur last breath Fight 2 live & Fight 2 survive. Never say never & never say die. There comes a time when all will die A time we transcend & attain our place afterlife. My Fight is not yet done, I'm tired & I'd like to go home, But I'm not ready to go just yet.

wyk

Orik wrote:
I know WYK. I Know she is my baby after all. When they are apart it looks like a broken heart.
 
 Awww, that's so sweet.  *hugs* for the both of you!

Orik

Standing on the edge of the world
high atop this ledge looking down
what do I see. Far out before me.
A world of sand, surf and sea.

Questions of things eternal and important to me

My Flower, My Queen, Mahal Ko
My love. My blood and tears
pondering all things I hold dear.

Thousands of miles apart.
staring across that dark stormy sea.
today, tranquil and calm
My lady, do you look at that ocean and wonder
as I look out and down at that sea, I wonder

I think of you and wonder what the future holds
is our destiny to ever be. will we meet
Do you ever wonder about that man
your prince charming.
As I sit and wonder about a princess.

I wonder what do you look like.
what are your fears
what are your dreams.
Fairy tails have happy endings.

Mahal Ko my love where in the world are you
Am I the man you seek.
I wonder what are you thinking

Are you the woman for me.
Destiny such a strong word.
Dreams are all I have. A simple dream in my mind
Thoughts of a ever so large a world
My heart is barren and empty.

My love where on this earth can you be.
Am I the man you seek
are you that woman I see
walking along the beach towards me.

Somewhere out there is the woman for me.
Dreams Wishes and Destiny
Family.









 
Never give up Never surrender Fight with ur last breath Fight 2 live & Fight 2 survive. Never say never & never say die. There comes a time when all will die A time we transcend & attain our place afterlife. My Fight is not yet done, I'm tired & I'd like to go home, But I'm not ready to go just yet.

Ric Mongler

It was a lovely thing you wrote. Very romantic. I hope you find her because you deserve a princess.

Lazy Orik


Oak

If I have not devoted to anyone yet and if I know you in person, I would likely fall in love with you.  Hopefully you find that woman.

Ace

Well, they say there's someone out there for everyone...  That's not always the case, as some people seem to be destined to grow old alone...  
The bitterness of poor quality is remembered long after the sweetness of low price has faded from memory

Oak

I am sure Orik can find himself someone.  There aren't that many guys out there who write poems and dare sharing them.

DV h8r

 Orik wrote:
Reposted here with the Authors permission.


 I am here broken, sad and confused.
Can you understand why I'm feeling  used?
No reason. No promise. Just a reference to fall.
Have you  considered my feelings at all?

Perhaps I am the one being strung along.  
It'll be seven and a half years before I know if I can move on.
Maybe I  deserve this, for what you think I did to you.
Please know that I LOVE you.  Believe it it's true.

It seems your in danger.Maybe owned by someone  else.
I saw what I saw... I wish I could help.
You know my number. I  gave you the clues.
Maybe you could call me and give me some news.  

If this is pay back, I'm screaming uncle.
I'm barely surviving alone  in this jungle.
Seven years ago I was here - knowing nothing at all.  
Worried sick. Love sick. Waiting for leaves to fall.

Title: Unknown
 Author: McMatt

Hey Orik

STFU

 
 

Orik

Oxygen and Life

Traversing the great heavens
flying through the air
screaming as I flail and fall
oh what a bloody nightmare

ever lasting fall darkness settles in
I lay hear breathing shallow and ragged
gasping breaths of fetid and foul air

I place my head in the vice, clamp it on tight
This machine gives me breath
with out my oxygen I shall die
I hate this machine yet it gives me life.


Hope

with out water i shall die
with out food i shall die
with out hope i shall die
with out love i am dead inside

death comes for us all
true immortality comes from family
those that carry on the dna
bloodline is a hope for the future.
Never give up Never surrender Fight with ur last breath Fight 2 live & Fight 2 survive. Never say never & never say die. There comes a time when all will die A time we transcend & attain our place afterlife. My Fight is not yet done, I'm tired & I'd like to go home, But I'm not ready to go just yet.

Sycamore

Orik, I wonder if you have ever shown her any of your poems.  You have much courage sharing them with us.  Maybe you would show her some of your poems someday?  
You have used pictures to accompany a number of your poems, and I do appreicate them.  But sometimes I wonder, instead of written words, how would your poems be expressed through absolute music or paintings.

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