A man I call friend by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
A man I call friend
A boy I once loved, now a man I call friend
You may not understand why I did what i did
Or how I felt that day I walked away
A question I have, leave with you now
Would you be the man you are now had I stayed
Would you have learned what I couldn't teach
My mistake aside
Did you trust me
To know what you needed
When you needed it most
The pain is still there quivering inside
I knew the cost on that fateful day
A price I would pay gladly, love lost
Praying one day you forgive what I've done
No thanks are needed from the man I call friend
For the boy I still love and the man you've become
My mistake you see
Was letting you go
Without war
To work to work
twelve hours
With a messed up shift
I try and try
yet freeze I did
A full screen
With people waiting
For food that I have
To prepare and cook
No team work
No help just me
Trying to make it work
Time is important
Refunds handed out
For food I just made
Now I want to go home
But can't not because
I can't walk out
But i have an
Ethic to protect
In makeing sure
Things run smooth.
Memory like a cloud
Opened up and sun
Shone through
I see you clearly
Wondering what you do
Do you remember
That first kiss
Do you remember
The anguish of that
First night
Do you see
How it all fell apart
Do you hear the
Sorrow of my broken
Heart months
Before it ended
Can you see
Will you know
I can but try
I did try and
Failed to teach
What it means
When boy meets girl
What it feels like
To take a back seat
To school and friends
Why it hurt when
Time was cut
And you blamed me
Where my heart was
It shattered the day
You told me that
You would rather do
Homework instead of
Spending time with me
Do you
Sisters are eternal
Time and again they are there
Sisters are forever
Time and more
They are not here
Sisters is now
A sisterhood is called
By mine own life.
Sisters I own no blood
Oath is taken from me
To my sisters
There when you need
Called by you, I am there
Know this my sisters
That if you have the need
And I have the strength
You will see me stand by
Your side to help and hender
As only a sister could.
Yes, I am there
No matter the hurt
You have caused
I am there.
You who have stabed
Me in the back
Are yet my sister
You who stole
What could have been mine
Sister you are and will always be
Tell me this o
A dash of love,
Touch of heart,
Cup of kindness,
A teaspoon of Salt.
This is only the beginning,
Picture this, my friend.
A little love goes far,
Enough to share a heart,
Kindness is soothing,
For a salted wound.
This is it my friend,
Listen now, hear me.
A dash of pain,
Touch of death,
Cup of meanness,
A tablespoon of sugar.
This is the end
Picure this, my dear friend.
A little pain
Mixed with joy,
Death is there so you
Know what to live for,
Those who are mean
Know not whom they hurt,
Sugar dear friend is where
You come in.
The saying is that
Computers are smart
All those lights and gadgets
Flashing to make it work
Electricity flowing
Zapping little bites
Creasting mega bites
More and more
Energy pours
Static abounds
"Pop"
Monitor down
Computer error
Information lost
Computers are dumb
They have no intellegence
Don't blame the equipment
Humans error,so computers aren't perfect.
To jump off a cliff
give birth to wings
Revel in the power to fly
Seen in the distance
Soaring through the clouds
In definance of gravity
Wings are spread to catcvh
Wind, looking down thru
Clouds of silver and gray
A bird's view of life
Shielded by the passing clouds
A glimpse of a world they can't share.
Grace thru Faith by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
Grace thru Faith
By the light through night,
Touching the vision of mankind
All who will take flight with
Life that is and always was
By God's hand, anew
You who are dead
Are again alive
By faith in Him who lives
Touch of death is no more
Due to the Son's
Birth, death and Resurrection
Who are we to judge
Who is to be saved
Faith by grace saves you
What hinders you from being saved
Life in sin? Adultery?
Idolitry? Murder?
All have fallen, none are perfect
Saved by grace thru faith.
Seasonal Sprite by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
Seasonal Sprite
Dancing by moonlight
Flitting amoungst the trees
To a tune only they hear
A sprite touching flowers
That turn from Summer
To the colors of Fall
Withering in Winter
To bloom again in Spring
Calling the trees to
Turn colors for
Beauty and continuity
Dancing laughter, touching
Parting the folds of time
Tune is a light airy tone
Listen well, you might hear
In the dead of night, a laughing sprite.
A man I call friend by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
A man I call friend
A boy I once loved, now a man I call friend
You may not understand why I did what i did
Or how I felt that day I walked away
A question I have, leave with you now
Would you be the man you are now had I stayed
Would you have learned what I couldn't teach
My mistake aside
Did you trust me
To know what you needed
When you needed it most
The pain is still there quivering inside
I knew the cost on that fateful day
A price I would pay gladly, love lost
Praying one day you forgive what I've done
No thanks are needed from the man I call friend
For the boy I still love and the man you've become
My mistake you see
Was letting you go
Without war
To Fall a sleep
Next to you
I will not peep
as I watch
To be surrounded
By your love unbound
Your arms a comfort
I can ill afford to lose.
Arise, awake only
To feel your arm
Rest and caress
A comfort, a joy
Arise, Awake
My Stolen Heart by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
My Stolen Heart
You've stolen my heart
My true love
A man I can never have
I cry, I weep
And you will never see
I cherish your thought
I gave and gave
YOu returned what you cold
Love that's a thought
In life and death
I will never forget
what we shared
I lose you to
A woman I don't know
If you return
You will find me gone
To arms against
My heart.
I cannot know
I ask for much
And recieve little
YOu cannotgive
What I want most
My sisters know
My heart that
Only you could
Have shattered
But I wil live
And survive what must
I wish you would
Be mine
I can think of little
but you
My one true love
YOu who stole my heart
YOur bagg
Emotional Logic by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
Emotional Logic
Hearts are but fire
For the hearth of the soul
Brains are but ice
For the wounded
Mucles are but earth
For that harboured anger
Nerves are but spirit
For the inner works
Bones are but wind
In the works of the rock
The thought of love lost
Is the making of
Mine heart break
Thru of mine being cost
Breaking heart baked
Read through that language
We call love
Of gestures made
And roses bade
The cost on that love is
But the weakness of men
We cry, they brawl
We cry 'treatry' they call the broawl
Then we cry when men
Are hurt, yet we bade them
to hurt others
The thought of love lost.
Time is not I have
I have not time for love
Nor for hate
For I'm not all school
For rest is work
Time I must find
For time is fast
Yesterday the beggining
Tomorrow the end
Time for work
Is time I not have
For me
Time for school
Not time for me.
My heart has been beaten
why would you want me
My soul has been
Riped to shreds
Why would you want me
My mind has been
Abused and used
Why would you want me
Do you wnat me
Because of all that
Or Because all that
Made me
When I'm with you
Feeling of joy and love
Surround me and you
It can't be contained
Bubbles over unto you.
You are and have always been
My love, my heart, my soul
Do you want me,
Do you love me
I love you
Now forever and Always.
Pain, Fear, Hope, and Faith by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
Pain, Fear, Hope, and Faith
There is only one
Who can feel the pain
That hurts me
It is courage to
Live on
Where pain is everyday
When I walk through
The fields, we call streets
Torment and Death
Lay before me
As we travel a
Distant road and
Carry a different burden
I look up to
You and ask
What is love
That you may
Keep it from me
For the burden
That is mine, is
To live alone
Love is for strangers
Unknown to even me.
Used, abused, beaten, brused by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
Used, abused, beaten, brused
Used, abused
Beaten and Brused
Unloved, unbreed
Confused and alone
Forget the life
ONce led by him
Independent and Afraid
For the cards are delt
I stand used abused
Beaten and brused unloved
Unbreed, confused but
I am not alone for
God alone Carries me
God alone has carried me
Thought when I was
Used, abused, beaten and brused
Unloved, afraid, confused, and alone.
For in anger there
Is more to bare,
For in kindness
It is all layed bare
We as people can see a hurt
So deep it is
A sharp pain
Where we tread
For in pain
We rage without care
For in shame
We hide behind what was
They, who are people
Can not feel the hurt
For they think it shallow
They don't see the truth
Until it is to late...
Britain is greater than USA by mintfresh, literature
Literature
Britain is greater than USA
50 Reasons why Britain is better than America
1-Britain has a 'Great' in front of it's name, America doesn't.
2-Monty Python
3-British comedy, not only is it generally funnier, but it doesn't suffer from the curse of overly sentimental mushy gushy moralistic endings and characters
4-You can't get a decent cup of tea in America
5-The Full English Breakfast, 'nuff said
6-Britons have a greater grasp of sarcasm, irony and self-deprecating humour
7-Shakespeare
8-America as it is wouldn't even exist if it weren't for Britain
9-Patrick Moore
10-London, with all its shoe-shines and delightfully cheeky cockney chimney-sweeps
11-Bowler hats
A man I call friend by Katie-G-PrincessHart, literature
Literature
A man I call friend
A boy I once loved, now a man I call friend
You may not understand why I did what i did
Or how I felt that day I walked away
A question I have, leave with you now
Would you be the man you are now had I stayed
Would you have learned what I couldn't teach
My mistake aside
Did you trust me
To know what you needed
When you needed it most
The pain is still there quivering inside
I knew the cost on that fateful day
A price I would pay gladly, love lost
Praying one day you forgive what I've done
No thanks are needed from the man I call friend
For the boy I still love and the man you've become
My mistake you see
Was letting you go
Without war
Yay I finally got back into my dA page I'm so happy now, I'm jumping for joy ok For anyof you that watch me, or read my Journals that is I have another page since I couldn't remember how to get into this one to find my newer Poetry try starna1983 it has my new stuff. I don't know yet if I'm going to continue to use this page or not. But i'm in here now.
Ok I've been gone for quite awhile so here we go. I'm married, I have a step son named Jacob, and a daughter named Keaira. I am still a medical assistant at the local Jail and I am going to get my EMT in the fall. I still write though its been a while since Iive written anything meaning full.
Hey I just had an interview for CMS Correctional Medical Services I think I can do it , did you know that there is a medical facility inside the jail that is so cool and I might be getting hired for it. I'am so happy I'll be finding out next week happy happy joy joy.
glad you took my advice...and i looked at it i like it...and what you term hatemail is usually only to make it better so anytime you get that then take it with a grain of salt and use it to make yourstuff better...