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2/4/2008 2:13:20 AM	Get deep, or go home....
lojikal Garden Grove, CA age: 32	One more, than I think I am off to slumber my new found companion of composition... Heauton Timoroumenos [To J.G.F.] I SHALL STRIKE, being more cruel Than my hatred, your sweet mouth Scented as the sorcerous South! And from you red lids, O my jewel, In my throat's thirst, as I revel, Shall gush water that quenches fire. And my impllacable desire On your salt tears shall bring evil, As a vessel from a distance Where my heart's intoxication Shall drink your sobs, alleviation Of my passionate persistence! Am I a wrong note that unites me With the voracious symphony Of that diviner irony Which in sensation smites and bites me? She is in my voice the shrill shrew, calling! She is black poison in all my blood; alas, I am the sinister looking-glass Where the Medusa sees snakes crawling! I am the plague, the knife, the treason! The cheek that feels the wound! I reel, All my limbs quartered on the wheel, That reels before me without reason! I am of my own heart the Vampire, token Of one compelled to the condemnation Of laughter's uttermost damnation, Who must wreak in hell what I wroken! Charles Baudelaire Hope it doesn't give you nightmares. Good night!
2/4/2008 10:22:44 PM	Get deep, or go home....
bonzodog Colorado Springs, CO age: 45	Methinks thou dost protest too much ... I'm gonna go shallow and then go home. As I was walking Down the stair I met a man Who wasn't there He wasn't there Again today I wish that man Would go away [Edited 2/4/2008 10:23:09 PM]
2/4/2008 10:32:51 PM	Get deep, or go home....
llama0755 Delaware, OH age: 19	Corner of my Mind In secret shadows hidden from view, Are feelings kept... from friends I knew, Lost in the mire of those I have met, Is love and caring... and some regret. "Too late," you say to redeem your soul, To live and love with just one goal, To rights the wrongs of a lifetime's pain, And feel the sun, yet, miss the rain. Looking back on life... of those I've hurt, The talks I've missed by being curt, By friends unknown... now strangers gone, The moment lost... for they all moved on. And in a far distant corner of my mind, Are those many regrets I did find, Of loving less and choosing wrong, For caring not and hating long. Then clarity beckons to a silver bright light, And blindness escapes... then free is our sight, The pure complex world of beauty shines in, Then vanquished... we blind- let tolerance begin. And reflecting back on the roads divided, My choices made and life's flame ignited, 'Twas apart of living, dying and just growing old, Then God ends your story... and another is told. I have others but there in pic form bc i saved them from other sites and cant get them to post on here
2/5/2008 12:50:09 AM	Get deep, or go home....
pointy Houston, TX age: 38 online now!	this orginal goes out to all you romantics in life beauty is in the eye of the beholder. to hold you in my arms if not for a moment would to hold beauty for a life time.
2/5/2008 12:55:54 AM	Get deep, or go home....
mzzzwright El Dorado Hills, CA age: 38 online now!	Pointy, that was awesome.
2/5/2008 12:59:09 AM	Get deep, or go home....
pointy Houston, TX age: 38 online now!	thanks kinda hope it help out a person on an other thread.
2/5/2008 1:02:06 AM	Get deep, or go home....
notlooking51 Elk Grove, CA age: 37	red rover red rover well she bent over to give her poor dog a bone.. but when she bent over rover took over and gave her a bone of his own love you guys ... but you are just too deep tonight
2/5/2008 1:26:28 AM	Get deep, or go home....
lojikal Garden Grove, CA age: 32	alright, I can go that way too! There was an old man from Calcutta Who coated his tonsils in butta, Thus converting his snore From a thunderous roar To a soft, oleaginous mutta. - Ogden Nash
2/5/2008 1:40:33 AM	Get deep, or go home....
togot Rockford, IL age: 24	You lay down one day very old Your body once warm now growing cold. You don't know that at the end of this day Instead of here you'll be far away. Your heart feels tired and heavy Your breathing slows now nice and steady. You realize something is happening to you But know there is nothing that you can do. As you hear you're wheezing breath You know that what's coming is death. No more sadness or pain Your life begins to drain. You lay there helpless and crying Your time has finally come, you are dying. Your breathing stops and so does your heart At last the time has come for you to part. It could make you mad in the head Knowing that one-day you will be dead. It is better to realize That it's all right every one dies.
2/5/2008 2:37:59 AM	Get deep, or go home....
mzzzwright El Dorado Hills, CA age: 38 online now!	I received a text message earlier from a long time friend of mine, and all it said: "Dust to dust. Certain it is, this vale of tears." Does anyone know what that means, or where it is from? I asked what it meant, and got no answer. It's bothering me.
2/5/2008 2:57:47 AM	Get deep, or go home....
lojikal Garden Grove, CA age: 32	Damn it Mzwright! Now it's gonna bug me too! That's a good one... sounds so familiar... and yet.... just can't place it. Don't know, might even be original.
2/5/2008 3:02:41 AM	Get deep, or go home....
tsoprano81 Colorado Springs, CO age: 26	very sensual. love it
2/5/2008 3:04:39 AM	Get deep, or go home....
mzzzwright El Dorado Hills, CA age: 38 online now!	It sounds like a cross between the Catholic Burial rite, and Shakespeare, but I just can't put it together. Tsoprano, I doubt it was meant to be sensual. If anything it sounds sad. [Edited 2/5/2008 3:16:14 AM]
2/5/2008 3:14:49 AM	Get deep, or go home....
lojikal Garden Grove, CA age: 32	I was looking for this one last night. One of my own poems, lost so many over the years... A Free Way On the path of labor, I wander. I look upon the formation of the world, see the brown and black peaks of our labor, the green patterns of the canopy that raise, from the valley floor. The black path burned from unknown toxins, stretches out in front of me. The Peaks are broken by unnatural shapes, Cylinders and rectangles blot the peaks. The canopy rises above, diversity of which is almost alien. The line of experience laid out before me, I saturate in a pool of senses. The peaks all look like a mass of dunes, and the shapes strange beings. The canopy in it's natural green and, it's unnatural being. California gives such strange feelings. Ryan Rugraff
2/5/2008 6:40:55 AM	Get deep, or go home....
wrestlingdad1 Prairieville, LA age: 44	This is a poem that my oldest son wrote about wrestling. He was 14 at the time he wrote this. Give and Take Wrestling is a hard sport Only real men stay Great rewards will come But there’s a price to pay Dedication is a step you must take Even if you must put in an extra hour just to make weight A strong will is something you will need On your grueling journey to succeed But sometimes even the strong Don’t make it You must have the technique and desire To step up and take it.

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