tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22327700333250597052024-03-07T23:40:06.104-08:00RAMBLINGS OF NATIVE SPIRITFELLOWSHIP OF WRITERSAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04607223271526045488noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-8184711434306476282010-08-01T07:54:00.000-07:002010-08-01T07:54:37.980-07:00“Sometimes” Why I Write<strong>“Sometimes” (posted under topic street poets vs academic poets at OP)</strong><br />
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<!-- Put the poem body here --><span style="color: black;"><em>From me to all of you, dear friends</em></span><br />
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<em>Sometimes I like to rhyme….</em><br />
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<em>I always try to express…<br />
What I feel in my life…</em><br />
<em>Heart, body & soul, is best…<br />
Or events in my daily plight…</em><br />
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<em>Things I have seen today…<br />
The reasons I write, could go on and on…<br />
But the important things I wish to say…<br />
I always express true feelings, no con…</em><br />
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<em>What I say might make you laugh, cry or sigh…<br />
If they did then I succeeded…<br />
Once more without a fight…<br />
To bring forth all that is needed…</em><br />
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<em>Sometimes I like not to rhyme….</em><br />
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<em>What came from me into the words…<br />
Does not always have to rhyme…<br />
To show how much I love…</em><br />
<em>Putting pen to paper each day…</em><br />
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<em>So I do not need big fancy words contemplated…<br />
To get my feelings out into the light…<br />
Maybe a mystical magic array of dreams…</em><br />
<em>Fairy tales of lovers spirits soaring…</em><br />
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<em>My joy in writing poetry…<br />
Oops I let slip a fancy word above…<br />
I can express as well to my friends…</em><br />
<em>With my eye pressed to the lens of my camera…</em><br />
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<em>Seeking natures beauty has no ends of glory…<br />
The love for each fills my heart with bliss…<br />
To share both equally with my friends…</em><br />
<em>The rest is just fatter for the birds…</em><br />
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<em>Cause I am but a simple country girl…<br />
From the mountains of Tennessee…<br />
A loving heart for all my friends, gives me such a thrill…<br />
Can’t you see, it’s all just poetry…</em><br />
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<em>loves ya all bunches<br />
asha</em><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><em>Written by<br />
Asha<br />
July 30, 2010</em></span><em><strong><em><strong><em><strong><em><strong>©</strong></em></strong></em></strong></em></strong></em>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-39559989873715879942010-07-31T11:50:00.001-07:002012-02-25T21:40:38.237-08:00oie vay..I fell down and went boom<b><i>oie vay..I fell down and went boom...</i></b><br />
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<i><span style="color: black;">Well it started out just another lovely sunshiny day<br />
Another record breaking high was the forecast they say<br />
Maybe some scattered thunderstorms, might cool it down<br />
A bit of rain to cool the air would be grand, steam rising off the ground</span></i><br />
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<i>Well as I said just another lovely day was planned<br />
Boyfriend had to go help his dad with a chore in this sand<br />
He yelled to me through the window of the car as he drove away<br />
Today is garbage day babygirl he did say</i><br />
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<i>Hey!! I yelled back, that is your job each week<br />
He left my words hanging in the air as he drove off to meet<br />
His dad to help chop down a dead tree, roots and all then place another in the sand<br />
So with frustration on my face, I got up to do one good deeds helping hand</i><br />
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<i>Just a simple little job, what could go wrong<br />
Empty the kitchen trash, bag it all up, no problem<br />
Carried two big bags out to the garage, OK, so far the plan<br />
Lift open the garage door put the bags in the big trash can</i><br />
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<i>Grabbed the handle of the can, tilt it slightly roll it on out<br />
OMG!! those dam water hoses delighted to do me in<br />
Tripped, I did, still holding on to that darn trash can<br />
Right down onto the concrete my shoulder did kiss it then, and on top was that dam can</i><br />
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<i>OUCH!! now what, oh hell!! now I am all skinned and banged up to begin<br />
What started out such a lovely day, except for the heat again<br />
Oh Lordy!! I've jammed up my shoulder so bad<br />
Sat there I did and just cried then got mad</i><br />
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<i>I got myself up and rolled that dam can<br />
To the end of the driveway, then went back in<br />
The house and ran into the bathroom I looked<br />
Into the mirror to see how much skin that driveway took</i><br />
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<i>Oh my!! such a lovely bruise I will have<br />
And a good reason to smack my boyfriend upside the head<br />
So much for all my good intentions I will do<br />
For several days now it is all up to you</i><br />
<br />
<i>Honey!! could you refill my coffee and then<br />
Bring me a snack for breakfast to begin<br />
Oh dear!! could you please type the words I need<br />
So I can write this poem and tell this story so neat</i><br />
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<i>sometimes you are just doomed from the minute your eyes open for the day...LOL<br />
enjoy all.....hey, no laughing at my skinned & bruised shoulder from you all.....LOL</i><br />
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<i>Written by<br />
Asha<br />
Today<br />
Live and Love each day the best you can....LOL</i>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-53720888883655937072010-07-31T11:45:00.000-07:002010-07-31T11:45:35.297-07:00What great artistic creativity….new find<h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><b>What great creativity. Take a look at what happens to your old tires?</b></span></h2><div style="text-align: center;"><h4><span style="color: black;"><b>EVERY ONCE IN AWHILE WE WITNESS THE EXTRAORDINARY<br />
TALENT OF PEOPLE'S CREATIVITY,</b></span></h4></div><h4 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><b>HERE IS ONE THAT IS TRULY AMAZING. WHO WOULD EVER THINK?</b></span></h4><h4 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"> <b>Wonder what happens to old tires?<br />
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Things like this is just one of the reasons why I created 'The Crossing", for all forms of art and poetry. To bring together<br />
all types of artistic creative minds to learn,<br />
share and express their joy of<br />
the arts with other <br />
artists & writers<br />
enjoy all<br />
love asha<br />
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<div style="text-align: center; width: 480px;"><span style="color: black;"><b><embed height="360" src="http://w836.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http%3A%2F%2Fw836.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fzz281%2FAsha_di%2F3809d212.pbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" wmode="transparent"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s836.photobucket.com/albums/zz281/Asha_di/?action=view&current=3809d212.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></b></span></div><span style="color: black;"></span></h4>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-39099394593793257762010-07-25T08:46:00.001-07:002010-07-25T08:46:45.488-07:00because I call you my friend....<i><span style="color: purple;">Because I call you my friend!!<br />
It Is all that is needed most times to begin<br />
Now that I have gotten to know you</span><span style="color: purple;"><br />
A new friendship that had just began</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: purple;">I will not try to tell you that you must have faith<br />
To make your life happy again<br />
But I will walk beside you<br />
Leaving my footprints in the sand next to you.<em><span style="color: purple;">Because I call you my friend!!<br />
It Is all that is needed most times to begin<br />
Now that I have gotten to know you</span><span style="color: purple;"><br />
A new friendship that had just began</span></em><br />
<br />
<em><span style="color: purple;">I will not try to tell you that you must have faith<br />
To make your life happy again<br />
But I will walk beside you<br />
Leaving my footprints in the sand next to you.</span></em><br />
<br />
<em><span style="color: purple;">I will not tell you that you should look toward the light<br />
To open your heart for love to find you happiness again<br />
But I will sit quietly, a lovely day on a park bench, just to watch the birds sing, with you<br />
And maybe say a silent wish for my friend</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: purple;">I will not tell you to put the past behind you,<br />
To move forward in life to find love again<br />
But I would wrap my arms around you and hold you,<br />
If you needed a friend too</span></em><br />
<br />
<em><span style="color: purple;">I will not tell you to pray to God,<br />
That he may forgive your sins in life to begin again<br />
But I would be an ear to listen<br />
If you just needed someone to talk too</span></em><br />
<br />
<em><span style="color: purple;">I will not tell you, how sorry I am<br />
for all that you have been through, again & again<br />
But I will cry with you, embrace you,<br />
Or just agree with you, that life can be cruel</span></em><br />
<br />
<em><span style="color: purple;">It is simplicity, of understanding, in the end,<br />
Friends can know without words what the other needs from their friend<br />
When friends begin to understand from simple words unsaid, from just knowing each<br />
Communication that exists, can be understood in silence between close friends</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: purple;">For these things I would not do for you<br />
Are the unsaid things not needed with friends<br />
Who grow to understand without words unnecessary with friends<br />
But just someone to be there, cause that is what friends do</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: purple;"><br />
It Is all that is needed most times to begin</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: purple;">Written by<br />
Asha<br />
2010<br />
Inspired by a new friend who brought a new understanding to me about friends</span><span style="color: purple;"> understanding friends.</span></em><br />
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<em><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></em><br />
<br />
<em><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></em></span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="color: purple;">I will not tell you that you should look toward the light<br />
To open your heart for love to find you happiness again<br />
But I will sit quietly, a lovely day on a park bench, just to watch the birds sing, with you<br />
And maybe say a silent wish for my friend<br />
</span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="color: purple;">I will not tell you to put the past behind you,<br />
To move forward in life to find love again<br />
But I would wrap my arms around you and hold you,<br />
If you needed a friend too</span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="color: purple;">I will not tell you to pray to God,<br />
That he may forgive your sins in life to begin again<br />
But I would be an ear to listen<br />
If you just needed someone to talk too</span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="color: purple;">I will not tell you, how sorry I am<br />
for all that you have been through, again & again<br />
But I will cry with you, embrace you,<br />
Or just agree with you, that life can be cruel</span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="color: purple;">It is simplicity, of understanding, in the end,<br />
Friends can know without words what the other needs from their friend<br />
When friends begin to understand from simple words unsaid, from just knowing each<br />
Communication that exists, can be understood in silence between close friends</span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="color: purple;">For these things I would not do for you<br />
Are the unsaid things not needed with friends<br />
Who grow to understand without words unnecessary with friends<br />
But just someone to be there, cause that is what friends do</span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="color: purple;"><br />
It Is all that is needed most times to begin<br />
</span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="color: purple;">Written by<br />
Asha<br />
2010<br />
Inspired by a new friend who brought a new understanding to me about friends<br />
</span><span style="color: purple;"> understanding friends.</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></i><br />
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<i><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></i>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-32317782300961379902010-07-24T11:14:00.001-07:002010-07-24T11:14:39.709-07:00I hate you, Mr. Fate<span style="color: blue;">Today is just not my day<br />
Tears of sadness streaming down my face<br />
A broken camera lens, broke my heart today<br />
Threatens to dash all my hopes of something great</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: blue;">Another cruel joke Mr. Fate has thrown in my face<br />
A twist of fate has made this such a bad day<br />
My mind just refuses to contemplate<br />
How will I know make a living from what I can't afford to replace</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: blue;">Oh fate, how much I hate you today<br />
Just break my heart and throw it away<br />
What twist do you have in-store for me tomorrow<br />
Something else to break & bring me sorrow</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">How silly it seems to cry over a broken lens<br />
If you could see Mr. Fate, inside my heart, would you then<br />
Understand how much joy, taking natures photos, fills my heart again<br />
Please just stop your cruel twists of fate</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: blue;">For I must sell my pictures just to buy a loaf bread for God's sake<br />
Look Mr. Fate these are not tears of joy streaming down my face<br />
Fate you twisted my heart then shoved it back in<br />
Such struggle we all have go through, just to survive these days</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: blue;">Will you take what hope for a better life I have left<br />
Go ahead, dam you fate, dash my heart on those your cold stones, fate, whats next<br />
Did you not see how happy taking pictures made my heart not break<br />
Dam you cold fate, now how do I fix what you broke, without money to replace.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Written by<br />
Asha<br />
July 24, 2010<br />
</span>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-50533821713153980932010-07-20T11:33:00.001-07:002010-07-20T11:33:16.522-07:00Dreams to Comtemplate<span style="color: blue;">Your smile reminded me of a bright blue sky<br />
Those eyes that sparkle looked into mine, I'd cry<br />
Your long dark hair where I hid from the thunderstorms of night<br />
My fingers traced each strand felt like no end in sight<br />
</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Your memories remind me of a warm safe place<br />
Oh the ecstasy of lovers connected in times embrace<br />
Crossing over Heavens sea where my warrior is waiting in my dreams<br />
Be still this heart of mine, for soon you will sail free, without this physical me<br />
</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I look out my window so sunny of late, and try to contemplate<br />
Will there be another love cross my path blessed from your fate<br />
Happiness I know are the messages you have sent in my sleep<br />
Without you, how will I know which to keep</span><br />
<br />
<span style="color: blue;">When fear haunted my nights, lightening and thunder made me hide<br />
I remember the words you whispered in my ear, "it will be ok lil one no need for freight"<br />
"Snuggle close into my arms as you drift on serenity"<br />
"Dream of me here with you keeping you safe for all eternity"</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Now awake from my dreams created from your fate<br />
But I still hear your words whispered in the breeze so latent<br />
Tossing in these sheets of mine, fearing to breath and miss those words so divine<br />
Come to my dreams my love, make love to me again, oh how divine<br />
</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Written by<br />
Asha<br />
2010</span><i><b><i><b><i><b><i><b>©</b></i></b></i></b></i></b></i>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-53593757953702706112010-07-19T09:27:00.000-07:002010-07-19T09:27:52.827-07:00PLATEAU - NIRVANA<object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/AtMZTsiavw0/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtMZTsiavw0&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AtMZTsiavw0&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-82597933872668884362010-07-19T09:24:00.000-07:002010-07-19T09:24:05.069-07:00Lake of fire<object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/quZ5rE8ujcA/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/quZ5rE8ujcA&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/quZ5rE8ujcA&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-14276054182044228772010-07-19T09:08:00.000-07:002010-07-19T09:09:44.778-07:00Angel's and The Devil Fight Cross The Sky...could be a song<span style="color: black;"><b>Stop! </b><br />
<b>Personal Opinion shown in this poem are not intended to influence others</b></span><br />
<a href="http://shadi.bondageradio.com/files/2010/06/Frank_Howell_-_Emergence-1024x768.jpg"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1186" height="461" src="http://shadi.bondageradio.com/files/2010/06/Frank_Howell_-_Emergence-1024x768.jpg" title="Frank_Howell_-_Emergence-1024x768" width="500" /></a><br />
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<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Angel's And The Devil Fight Across The Sky</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Chorus</span><span style="color: blue;"><br />
______<br />
I walked to the top of that plateau...<br />
I sat under the weeping willow...<br />
As I laid back on the soft grass...<br />
I looked up to the Heavens in the sky...<br />
Visions of a battle I could see in my mind...<br />
Angel`s and the Devil fighting cross that sky...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Two important questions did enter my mind...<br />
As I lay there looking up at the sky...<br />
How do we know where we go when we die?...<br />
A battle being fought for our souls...<br />
With Angel's and Devil cross the sky...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">MMMMM..mmmmm..mmm.mmmmmmmm</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">_____<br />
VRS 1</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Where do bad folks go when they die?...<br />
A battle being fought for your soul<br />
Angel's and Devil battle cross the sky...<br />
How will you choose which way to fly?...<br />
You better find that Angel before you die</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Will go to hell and fry?<br />
Do you have that Devil on your side...<br />
Or is that Angel on your shoulder to guide you right...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">_____<br />
Chorus</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;"><br />
I walked to the top of that plateau...<br />
Where I lay under that weeping willow...<br />
I looked up to the Heaven's in the sky...<br />
Visions of a battle I could see in my mind...<br />
Angel`s and the Devil fighting cross that sky...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Two important questions did enter my mind...<br />
As I lay there looking up at the sky...<br />
How do we know where we go when we die?...<br />
A battle being fought for our souls...<br />
With Angel's and Devil cross the sky...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">MMMMM..mmmmm..mmm.mmmmmmmm</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">_______<br />
Vrs 2<br />
</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Where do good folk go when they die?...<br />
A battle being fought for your soul...<br />
Angel's and Devil battle cross the sky...<br />
How will you choose which way to fly?...<br />
You better find that Angel before you die...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Will you go to heaven in the sky?...<br />
Do you have that Angel on your side...<br />
Or is the Devil on your shoulder to make you fry...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: blue;">_____</span><br />
Vrs 3<br />
</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">Which way will you head when you die...<br />
To fly with the Angel's in the sky...<br />
Or to Hells endless pit where you will fry...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">When you see that Angel by your side...<br />
You better wake up so you can fly...<br />
With the Angel's in Heaven before you die
...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">If you see that Devil by your side...<br />
Get down on your knees and pray...<br />
For that Angel to come be your guide...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">_____<br />
End Chorus</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">I looked up to the Heaven's in the sky...<br />
Visions of a battle I could see in my mind...<br />
Angel`s and the Devil fighting cross that sky...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;">MMMMM..mmmmm..mmm.mmmmmmmm</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: blue;"><br />
</span><span style="color: blue;">I have never tried to write a song before and I would not exactly call this a song, but I thought I would show it like one...Maybe someone might see if it can blow like a song since it was inspired by one of my favorites.</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><br />
</b></i><br />
<span style="color: blue;"><i><b><br />
Written by<br />
Asha<br />
2010©<br />
inspired by the song 'Lake of Fire" by Nirvana</b></i><br />
</span><br />
<a href="http://www.myfreecopyright.com/registered_mcn/BR92G_2DDGW_UCUMA" title="MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected"><img alt="MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected" border="0" height="38" src="http://storage.myfreecopyright.com/mfc_protected.png" title="MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected" width="145" /></a>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-71875163791291911162010-07-19T07:41:00.000-07:002010-07-19T07:41:58.864-07:00my price to survive...<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: black;">When was it spoken so...<br />
My place on this earth made so cold...<br />
I gazed up at the sky...<br />
OH how much I wanted to fly...</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: black;">Your face I'll never loose control...<br />
My life spitting out my soul...<br />
The sun it shines reminding me of you...<br />
Why can't I forget these memories so blue...</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: black;">Somethings in my way...<br />
As I try to contemplate...<br />
Never ending is never done...<br />
Your death took with it all the fun...</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: black;">Even the orchids forgive no one just yet...<br />
Days of grace are lost in tangled webs...<br />
I've been trapped inside your magnet of life...<br />
Forever in death is my price to survive...</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: black;">If I had to loose my mind thinking of you...<br />
What would you have me do?...<br />
I would loose my soul into infinity...<br />
My love for you was meant for eternity...</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: black;">Lately there's been too much of this...<br />
But right now I'm stuck within this bliss...<br />
Where is my ending that fits with now...<br />
Maybe one day there will be no more doubt...</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: black;">Written by<br />
Asha<br />
2010</span></b></i><i><b><i><b><i><b><i><b>©</b></i></b></i></b></i></b></i></div>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-26825881320196931942010-07-19T07:17:00.000-07:002010-07-19T07:19:52.659-07:00This is True Love From One of God's Creatures<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">A Friend Sent Me This Email</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: purple;"><br />
This Is One That Should Be Shared</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: purple;">HIS EYE IS ON THE SPARROW</span></b><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"> </span></div><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"> </span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">Here a female mate is injured and the condition is soon fatal. She was hit by a car as she swooped low across the road.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow.jpg"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-290" height="199" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow-300x199.jpg" title="downloadsparrow" width="300" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">Here he brought her food and attended to her with<br />
Love and compassion.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow2.jpg"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-291" height="196" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow2-300x196.jpg" title="downloadsparrow2" width="300" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">He brought her food again but was shocked to find her dead.</span></b></i></div><a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow3.jpg"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-292" height="200" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow3-300x200.jpg" title="downloadsparrow3" width="300" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">He tried to move her ... A rarely-seen effort for swallows!</span></b></i></div><a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow4.jpg"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-293" height="204" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow4-300x204.jpg" title="downloadsparrow4" width="300" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">Aware that his sweetheart is dead and will never<br />
Come back to him again, He cries with adoring love.</span></b></i></div><a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow5.jpg"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-294" height="188" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow5-300x188.jpg" title="downloadsparrow5" width="300" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">He stood beside her, saddened of her death. Finally aware she would never return to him, he stood beside her body<br />
With sadness and sorrow.</span></b></i></div><a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow6.jpg"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-295" height="179" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/downloadsparrow6-300x179.jpg" title="downloadsparrow6" width="300" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">Millions of people cried after seeing these photos<br />
In America, Europe, Australia , and even India .<br />
The photographer sold these pictures for a nominal fee to the most<br />
Famous newspaper in France . All copies of that edition were<br />
Sold out on the day these pictures were published.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">And many people think animals don't have brains or feelings?<br />
You have just witnessed Love and Sorrow felt by God's creatures.<br />
The Bible says God knows when a sparrow falls. How much more He cares for us<br />
</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">Live simply, love generously, care deeply and speak kindly.<br />
Grace is God reaching down<br />
Faith is man reaching up!</span></b></i></div></div></div>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-81688607130033203822010-07-18T08:28:00.001-07:002010-07-18T08:28:02.866-07:00lust in the afternoon...<strong><span style="color: #ff0000;"><br />
</span></strong><br />
<p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">Make love to me this afternoon...<br />
Create more memories of my lust for you...<br />
Capture my heart and watch it bloom...<br />
A lovers lust in the afternoon...</span></strong></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">Oh the memories of your touch...<br />
Wanting of you so much...<br />
A kiss on lips of red is just...<br />
A beginning of your love so much...</span></strong></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">The scent of our lust upon your breath...<br />
Captures my love with unrest...<br />
Hold my body close against your chest...<br />
Soft round breasts exposed in loves bed...</span></strong></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">Quivering hips collide with yours...<br />
A day of lust moistening sweet folds, exposed to you...<br />
Your touch sweet bliss takes me to lusts untold...<br />
Hold me close as our passions explode...</span></strong></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">Oh the memories of your touch...<br />
Wanting of you so much...<br />
A kiss on lips of red is just...<br />
A beginning of your love so much...</span></strong></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">Such boldness as you enter my passions bloom...<br />
Moans of this noon lust, float to the moon...<br />
Caress these breasts this afternoon...<br />
A sea of lust in your eyes, make me swoon...</span></strong></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">The scent of our lust upon your breath...<br />
Captures my love with unrest...<br />
Hold my body close against your chest...<br />
Soft round breasts exposed in loves bed...</span></strong></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">Make love to me this afternoon...<br />
Create more memories of my lust for you...<br />
Capture my heart and watch it bloom...<br />
A lovers lust in the afternoon...</span></strong></em></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #800080;">Written by<br />
Asha<br />
July, 2010<em><strong><em><strong>©</strong></em></strong></em></span></strong></em></p>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-40648608005670007892010-07-18T07:41:00.000-07:002010-07-18T07:41:19.125-07:00think I'm just done....<a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/06/BROKENHEARTBARBEDWIRE.jpg"><img alt="" class="size-medium wp-image-54 alignleft" height="289" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/06/BROKENHEARTBARBEDWIRE-300x289.jpg" title="BROKENHEARTBARBEDWIRE" width="300" /></a><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">I'm not strong, I'm just weak...<br />
I'm not dumb, I'm just numb...<br />
I'm not like them, I'm just me...<br />
Think I'm just done...</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">Shame on this world, making me swirl...<br />
What do they know my own truth...<br />
Foolish are the thoughts, you silly girl...<br />
I lost my soul, just thinking of you...<br />
</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">Paranoia is deep in my own hell...</span></b></i><i><b><br />
<span style="color: black;">Whats the use living without you...</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;"> Fight my way back, from your spell...<br />
Love myself better the fool...</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">I'm not strong, I'm just weak...<br />
I'm not dumb, I'm just numb...<br />
I'm not like them, I'm just me...<br />
Think I'm just done...</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">My world looks so bleak...<br />
So where do I go...<br />
How many miles will I seek...<br />
To lose my soul to you, how do I know...</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">infinity now what I seek...<br />
See you again on that yellow moon...<br />
I am weary of my mind grows so weak...<br />
How long must I wait for my endless doom...</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">Blessing of this life have all passed my by...<br />
There is no more sun, no more fun...<br />
It's time for me to just die...<br />
Come take my hand, holding this gun...</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">Friend all just hide...<br />
They don't want to know...<br />
How much I needed them to survive...<br />
Nothing is left haunting memories of you...<br />
</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">I'm not strong, I'm just weak...<br />
I'm not dumb, I'm just numb...<br />
I'm not like them, I'm just me...<br />
Think I'm just done...</span></b></i><br />
<br />
<i><b><span style="color: black;">Written by<br />
Asha<br />
2010</span></b></i><i><b><i><b><i><b><i><b>©</b></i></b></i></b></i></b></i>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-77868428893605182112010-07-17T07:23:00.000-07:002010-07-17T07:25:43.700-07:00Crossing Over<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/06/warrioroflight.jpg"><img alt="" class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-247" height="225" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/06/warrioroflight-300x225.jpg" title="warrioroflight" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>My mind swirled wrapped in your loving arms...<br />
A bond of soul mates to last a lifetime...<br />
Connected as one, a love so supline...<br />
A heart forever filled with love entwined...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>I followed your love to the depths of time...<br />
Never before had love filled my heart so fine...<br />
Dreams of forever always upon my mind...<br />
Ecstasy of love making perfectly designed...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>A beginning of never ending passions embrace...<br />
A love meant for all times sake...<br />
No! No! I cannot forsake...<br />
Our love was supposed to never escape...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>My heart sank into life's bleak...<br />
Crossing over into heartache...<br />
Your love now entwined with the angels at Heavens gate...<br />
Spirits of life remain connected in time complete...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>My life now takes on this new face...<br />
Making love to you cross spiritual gates...<br />
Crossing over into heartbreak...<br />
Take me with you for God's sake...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>Space and time cannot break our love until...<br />
A love designed from Heavens will...<br />
Making love to you where angels dwell...<br />
Soul mates of life now death never be still...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>When I come again to stand by your side...<br />
Angel's in Heaven will sing with pride...<br />
The final act to their creations of life...<br />
Such love making will be our delight...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>Soon my love, my soul mate of life's, sweet breath...<br />
I will again be help close to your chest, in death...<br />
To the other side we will complete, loves request...<br />
Make love to me in times space, with no regrets...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>The Angel's have song our life's duet...<br />
Forever soul mates in life and death...<br />
Soon my love soon, my last request...<br />
To dance our love again with angel's as guests...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>In memory of my love, Johnny, my soul mate in life...<br />
When my time comes to meet you, on the other side...<br />
Our love shall forever collide with the angel's, by our side...<br />
When death comes to take me to that bright light...</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>Written by<br />
Asha<br />
July 2010<i><b><i><b><i><b>©</b></i></b></i></b></i></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;"><br />
</span></b></i></div>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2232770033325059705.post-63487004692198523622010-07-13T12:19:00.000-07:002010-07-13T12:20:51.128-07:00from beginning to beginning...<a href="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/dragon-1.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-329 alignleft" title="dragon-1" src="http://acrossing.net/ashadi/files/2010/07/dragon-1.jpg" alt="" height="120" width="160" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"><em><strong>If your memories come to haunt me, of you?...<br />Then let them see all that is true...<br />Our love in life & death could never, be blue...<br />Soul mates in love always in bloom...</strong></em></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"><em><strong>If my dreams of you torture my nights?...<br />Let them see our love was such delight...<br />Your touch on soft breasts, took my spirit to such heights...<br />Such delight will they see, as we make love, cross the night sky...</strong></em></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"><em><strong>If this ring you placed on my finger, shows my love for you?...<br />A love never concealed and always true...<br />Then let them see the honor, I've bestowed on you...<br />That ring, after your death, remains on my finger, for this hearts love I bare you...</strong></em></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"><em><strong>When my physical life comes to it's end...<br />Let them see our spirits loving each other, again...<br />Cross the magical sky exposing our love, as if it had never ended...<br />Our love will then, have come full circle, from beginning to beginning...</strong></em></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"><em><strong>There is no end when soul mates connect and love begins...</strong></em></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"><em><strong>Written by:<br />Asha</strong></em></span>Ashahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05388964130084968374noreply@blogger.com3