My dear friend
Even when the sky is dark
When things look bleak
Look up and find what you seek
See that light. dawn is breaking
New days, means new rays
With the rising of the sun
Comes new hope
Though things seem dark & gray
Angels watch over you
They share your pain
You are in my heart
My thoughts & in my prayers
Through this time of sorrow
You have shown me you care
My friend you have eased
Me through this heartache
I want you to know I care.
God be with & Bless you
Written By
Devan Standsfore Peace
Monday October 29 2007
Angels make fine friends
Found in the strangest of places
So many people, so many faces
You my friend, are a angel
I am thankful to have met you
I never knew what was there
Blind I have been, to blind to see
The compassion you showed to me.
Through my heartache & heartbreak
You have been true
My friend Theses angels
This Hug & kiss are for you
Thank you for being you.
Thank you for being true
My friend I love you.
Written By
Devan S. Peace
Mon. Oct. 29, 2007
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Good to see you around Orik!
thanks russ
good to still be kicking around... some more words from me... hope ur feeling better now russ.
this piece is yet untitled.... perhaps u care to help me find a title
( i am contemplating the title)
" shadows of insight "
[font color="midnightblue" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica" size="2"][span class="spnMessageText" id="msg"]Darkened silence
a everlasting abyss
to taste that one last poisonous kiss
to embrace, that grim specter of fate
to pass to the realms beyond once more
to pray i never awake
Silence is all you get.
Alone & bereft.
The grave is my mistress
i hear her call to me
To her i shall crawl.
my heart is broken once again.
love is fickle at best.
this sorrow pains me
deep within my chest.
remember me.
why did u not say goodbye.
forgive me
Love is a complicated thing.
in order to love and be loved.
one must deal with the heartache's and the heartbreaks.
with happiness comes sorrow.
with joy comes pain.
one day i may fall in love again.[/span][/font]
I am thanks Orik..
Um, I think its best left for you to choose your titles.. Im not exactly any good at poetry or such stuff, and you are best suited to know what you feel it should be.
Hope you had a good weekend.
Orik! Glad to see you posting again. Hope you're feeling better, my friend.
feeling much better... new drugs and all u know ;) slowly healing and recovering... almost back to full health.. just wish the damn itching of the leg would stop... i hate scabs they r so slow to heal
any one got good cheap bed bug solutions ?
and a spare shark steamer ? i got bugs damn the eastside ...
damn this itch its driving me mad
insane i say neosporin apllied again
goldbond damn this shit dont work
red and swollen my foot
good lord doc what's this stuff
applie once a day 1 little tube
sighs it works
no more itch.
but my bitch
120 bucks !
Orik, this poetry is sweet and uplifting. Thank you for sharing it with us all.
thanks vivek. mostly its just dark and morbidly deppressing
Light sets in to shadow
The night arises soon
Stars shine down
Moonlight on a city
Seeing a persons pain
saddens me
hearing peoples laughter
gladdens me.
My sorrow leads to tears
My heart beats in fear
Alone & sitting here
I ponder on the magnificence
Of mice of rice of man & sky
The night is waning and the sun starts to arise
defeated and yet a new day is greeted
Where to go and what to do
alone & wondering why.
sitting here
am
I
Orik! It's so good to see you back again. I've been wondering about you and how you were.
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I agree. GOOD to see you around again Orik.
How are you doing? I hope things are going well for you.
Let us know how you are doing.
Alive and above ground.
Still have no work & am not finding much =(
Surviving on welfare and food banks.
My right wrist still hurts something awful it throbs constantly I can barely write with it since I busted it up last month. It keeps me awake and if i roll on it in my sleep wakes me up. not even the very strong painkillers i take numb the pain. if i take more pain killers I can't think so it is a choice suffer the pain or take enough pain killers to kill the pain but then you get to doped up you can't think...
Basically my life sucks...
However, you don't!
Orik wrote:
My right wrist still hurts something awful it throbs constantly I can barely write with it since I busted it up last month. It keeps me awake and if i roll on it in my sleep wakes me up. not even the very strong painkillers i take numb the pain. if i take more pain killers I can't think so it is a choice suffer the pain or take enough pain killers to kill the pain but then you get to doped up you can't think...
Sorry to hear about your wrist Orik. I've broken mine in the past and know how incredibly painful it is. You never realize how much you twist your hand about until you can't do it anymore. (//forums/richedit/smileys/Sad/9.gif)
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Should it be we who are to die
We fight for what we want, We Fight to win. We fight to survive. We fight to stay alive.
We fight for what we believe. We fight against tyranny. We fight against injustice.
We fight for our right to live free. We pledge to die if we must.
Should it be we who are to die. Be it by arrows swift flight Or should it be we are to die by Crossbows bolt. Should it be we who are to die be afraid ? I say No, We are not afraid!
Should it be that we die by Mages spell, or should it be we are to die by the warriors blade. Shall we be afraid? No! No! I say. We few that live free, we fight for our right to die as free men for we are not anyones slave.
Shall we fear the call of the grave? Nay! Nay! I say, We fear it not this day... For I know why we fight, we fight for our rights. We fight for our right to be here. For our right to stand free beneath the sun, the stars & the forrests canopy. We fight & shall die to stand free beneath the moon in the nights sky.
Look out across the plains do you not see the clouds that float tranquilly by. Should it be this is the day that I die? Free men are you & I, look out at that majestic blue sky and tell me dost that tree bow before man? Nay it does not & neither shall I. But gladly say I, that here I will bend my knee. To give thanks, praise to the Creator above & my Mother below.
I am a free man. For, I stand in peace at one with the Great Spirit at one with the wind that rushes through the Willows. I watch & see the tree that won't bend in the wind, break, as I watch the tree that bends survive...
If I have learned one thing one bit of wisdom & that I share here this day, today and tomorrow and tomorrows, tomorrow. for they to shall see me standing strong, free & brave.
For I have learned to conquer my fears.
I accept that one day, hopefully not anytime soon, that I to shall answer the call of the Grave & become one with the earth my Mother and give back to her as she gave to me.
Never look back in regret look to the future for it is here & it is today. Will you be the tree that bends or the tree that breaks ?
Just what is it you fear? For all will answer that call of the grave there is no escape. Life is temporary
fear = slavery = death
acceptance = freedom
freedom = tranquility = peace
peace of soul & peace of mind.
Tuesday July 31 2012
Written by Devan Aka Orik Aka Evail Frog