Free bird
Chorus
Free bird.. Free bird come home…to the world you left.. you are not alone..
Free bird.. Free bird come home...its ok to cry, you don’t have to do it all, on your own..
Verse One
She was, spirited child, longing for attention in this world, of fairy tale..
She was, beauty by the sea, often seen by most as cheerful, though there’s something there.
A center of attention, through most of her life, a shell of the joy she’s seeking, but judged for what’s denied.
hundreds of people she pleases, though most are not real, longing for the love that she’s hopeful to fill… to fill…
Chorus
Free bird.. Free bird come home…to the world you left.. you are not alone..
Free bird.. Free bird come home...its ok to cry, you don’t have to do it all, on your own..
More songs in the near future..
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
"You gotta get up"
Im in the process of making a bunch of new songs, hopefully after my family and I get settled into a new home soon.
Here is part of the song I wrote to inspire those who have experienced falling....
Verse 1
There will times in your life when all you know will be gone,
Driving your insane when all that is rights, going wrong,
You try to fight but the battle just prolongs,
And as hard as you try you still lose all along,
You fall and you cry and anger fills inside,
Is it you, is it faith, was it all just a lie,
You try to piece it, and you’ve tried to release it,
But all that you got is finished and you missed it.
Whats the next step from this, when you’ve given your all
But life takes a spin and your world starts to fall..
Chorus
You gotta get up from your knees when you fall to the ground,
When tears stop falling and no one else is around,
Build strength from inside as you go for a ride,
Take pride, everything is gonna be alright.
Its not over till its over, have courage over fear,
As you stare through the person across the mirror,
For each time that you fall, you gotta get up,
The rough gets going when its opposite gets tough.
More songs coming soon..
Mark
Here is part of the song I wrote to inspire those who have experienced falling....
Verse 1
There will times in your life when all you know will be gone,
Driving your insane when all that is rights, going wrong,
You try to fight but the battle just prolongs,
And as hard as you try you still lose all along,
You fall and you cry and anger fills inside,
Is it you, is it faith, was it all just a lie,
You try to piece it, and you’ve tried to release it,
But all that you got is finished and you missed it.
Whats the next step from this, when you’ve given your all
But life takes a spin and your world starts to fall..
Chorus
You gotta get up from your knees when you fall to the ground,
When tears stop falling and no one else is around,
Build strength from inside as you go for a ride,
Take pride, everything is gonna be alright.
Its not over till its over, have courage over fear,
As you stare through the person across the mirror,
For each time that you fall, you gotta get up,
The rough gets going when its opposite gets tough.
More songs coming soon..
Mark
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
“Its just not meant to be”
Its just not meant to be I’m told when efforts go a stray,
It’s just not meant to be I hear from voices of those who don’t have much to say.
It’s just not meant to be, I read on paper standing there like a fool,
It’s just not meant to be, I tell myself as my facial expression plays it cool.
It’s just not meant to be, I see as chances pass me by,
It’s just not meant to be I say to myself, while deep inside I wonder why.
It’s just not meant to be, but do not worry it will come,
Its just not meant to be, just be patient for the one.
It’s just not meant to be, revolving in my head it spins,
It’s just not meant to be, I say until my patience is thin.
It’s just not meant to be, though efforts from others seems so willing,
It’s just not meant to be, they say cause its not their will that’s dying.
It’s just not meant to be, told so often like it’s the answer to all concerns,
It’s just not meant to be, seems like some BS’ reply to those who do not learn.
It’s just not meant to be, I whisper as I go to bed at night,
For its just not meant to be is the final statement as darkness overwhelms the light.
It’s just not meant to be I hear from voices of those who don’t have much to say.
It’s just not meant to be, I read on paper standing there like a fool,
It’s just not meant to be, I tell myself as my facial expression plays it cool.
It’s just not meant to be, I see as chances pass me by,
It’s just not meant to be I say to myself, while deep inside I wonder why.
It’s just not meant to be, but do not worry it will come,
Its just not meant to be, just be patient for the one.
It’s just not meant to be, revolving in my head it spins,
It’s just not meant to be, I say until my patience is thin.
It’s just not meant to be, though efforts from others seems so willing,
It’s just not meant to be, they say cause its not their will that’s dying.
It’s just not meant to be, told so often like it’s the answer to all concerns,
It’s just not meant to be, seems like some BS’ reply to those who do not learn.
It’s just not meant to be, I whisper as I go to bed at night,
For its just not meant to be is the final statement as darkness overwhelms the light.
The Worthless Promise
The definition of a worthless promise, is similar to manure.
It smells and full of poison willing to corrupts those who are pure.
Its often used to build relations to those you are not close to,
But heed this warning, be wary of those who gives it so often to trick you.
A worthless promise is categorized as a favor in return for another.
Its often told by old acquaintances but can be as close as someone’s brother.
A conniving method used by snakes similar to Adam and Eve,
You rub my back and I’ll do the same is the wording similar in deceit.
A worthless promise is as useful as a fire in the rain,
Its may look nice in other forms but the result will be the same.
Do not be fooled by its glitter and its shine through atmosphere,
Because in the end its manure you are taking in, just to be clear.
It smells and full of poison willing to corrupts those who are pure.
Its often used to build relations to those you are not close to,
But heed this warning, be wary of those who gives it so often to trick you.
A worthless promise is categorized as a favor in return for another.
Its often told by old acquaintances but can be as close as someone’s brother.
A conniving method used by snakes similar to Adam and Eve,
You rub my back and I’ll do the same is the wording similar in deceit.
A worthless promise is as useful as a fire in the rain,
Its may look nice in other forms but the result will be the same.
Do not be fooled by its glitter and its shine through atmosphere,
Because in the end its manure you are taking in, just to be clear.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Frustrated
Frustrated.
It starts like a motor, roaring as it ignites.
Eyes burning red from the anger of its sight,
The blood begins to boil like water in a pot.
As the veins consume the body like maggots on a rot.
Common sense does not apply since its blinded by fury,
A sudden a rush of thousands in a fire, leaving a building in a hurry.
Emotions leaning towards hate, as the fuse diminish,
Full of adrenaline and ready to explode at the sound of his witness.
Control seems difficult when the mind is clouded with those hated,
Balance is not a factor when this feeling is excavated.
Frustrated….
It starts like a motor, roaring as it ignites.
Eyes burning red from the anger of its sight,
The blood begins to boil like water in a pot.
As the veins consume the body like maggots on a rot.
Common sense does not apply since its blinded by fury,
A sudden a rush of thousands in a fire, leaving a building in a hurry.
Emotions leaning towards hate, as the fuse diminish,
Full of adrenaline and ready to explode at the sound of his witness.
Control seems difficult when the mind is clouded with those hated,
Balance is not a factor when this feeling is excavated.
Frustrated….
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
What is LOVE?
What is your definition of love?
Webster defines love as “A feeling of strong attachment which delights or commands admiration.”
Can love truly be measured by having a family?
Can it truly be tested by complications of life such as arguments over jealousy, finance, trust or selfishness?
Can love be so absolute that it conquers all? Or is it a mirage that often blinds us from the pain that will ultimately destroy us.
Can bringing something so pure like children fix the troubles of a marriage if it’s in a state of unbalance of love?
Will all the doubts go away if you stay with the person you commit to? Or will it hold its ground to forever remember in your mind or their own.
If infatuation does not play a role when you love another, does it play a role if you don’t love them anymore?
Ask yourself this question should you ever forget what love is….
Webster defines love as “A feeling of strong attachment which delights or commands admiration.”
Can love truly be measured by having a family?
Can it truly be tested by complications of life such as arguments over jealousy, finance, trust or selfishness?
Can love be so absolute that it conquers all? Or is it a mirage that often blinds us from the pain that will ultimately destroy us.
Can bringing something so pure like children fix the troubles of a marriage if it’s in a state of unbalance of love?
Will all the doubts go away if you stay with the person you commit to? Or will it hold its ground to forever remember in your mind or their own.
If infatuation does not play a role when you love another, does it play a role if you don’t love them anymore?
Ask yourself this question should you ever forget what love is….
Some Days
Some days I feel like the walls are caving,
Some days I feel like spending all that I have been saving.
Some days I feel like the issues never seize,
Some days it hurts so much that my body just freeze.
Some days I want to scream and say forget it to the world,
Some days I want to be deceased from a poison without a cure.
Some days I want to be alone and not care for others emotion,
Some days I feel like jumping off a cliff to drown in an ocean.
Some days I could care less if you want someone around,
Some days I wish Id taken the path to a different town.
Some days I want to be free, from all the others that need and whine,
Some days I feel like ending all with a bullet from a nine.
Some days I feel like flying but I cannot leave the ground,
Some days I feel bounded, being strangled as I drown.
Some days I feel like giving up, though I know I never could,
Because even on some days I feel this way, I know I never would.
Some days I feel like spending all that I have been saving.
Some days I feel like the issues never seize,
Some days it hurts so much that my body just freeze.
Some days I want to scream and say forget it to the world,
Some days I want to be deceased from a poison without a cure.
Some days I want to be alone and not care for others emotion,
Some days I feel like jumping off a cliff to drown in an ocean.
Some days I could care less if you want someone around,
Some days I wish Id taken the path to a different town.
Some days I want to be free, from all the others that need and whine,
Some days I feel like ending all with a bullet from a nine.
Some days I feel like flying but I cannot leave the ground,
Some days I feel bounded, being strangled as I drown.
Some days I feel like giving up, though I know I never could,
Because even on some days I feel this way, I know I never would.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
You, Me and Poetry
You. Me and poetry
When the trees grows its leaves quickly,
Grows its fruit graciously so sweetly,
Hear the leaves on its branches whisper,
You were there,
You, me and poetry.
When the clouds glow against the shining sun,
As its' shadows give the land a comfort zone,
Behind the shadow the sun is dancing,
Angels are singing a beautiful melody,
To you, me and poetry.
When the rain comes down but doesn't stay,
It will come back through the tide someday,
For love isn't selfish and others need to be showered, too
But its presence lingers sweet serenity,
Over and Over...
Just like you, me and poetry.
© Rona Aying Llanos
When the trees grows its leaves quickly,
Grows its fruit graciously so sweetly,
Hear the leaves on its branches whisper,
You were there,
You, me and poetry.
When the clouds glow against the shining sun,
As its' shadows give the land a comfort zone,
Behind the shadow the sun is dancing,
Angels are singing a beautiful melody,
To you, me and poetry.
When the rain comes down but doesn't stay,
It will come back through the tide someday,
For love isn't selfish and others need to be showered, too
But its presence lingers sweet serenity,
Over and Over...
Just like you, me and poetry.
© Rona Aying Llanos
Unfaithful
People who have lovers on the side will relate to this one, THAT:
The hardest part.
Of being together,
Is pretending to be apart.
© Rona Llanos
The hardest part.
Of being together,
Is pretending to be apart.
© Rona Llanos
love you can't show the world...
Is love for the world to see?
is love for the whole world to see,
somehow this one is only made for you and me,
although there is no escape and it's true as can be,
this love has no witness, it's just you and me.
with one smile I feel you next to me,
with one glance I know what you're thinking,
no one else knows and no one could ever understand,
how you and I both,
with one hello are already holding hands.
and maybe someday we'll get to show the world of how great a love can be,
by surviving our own destiny,
but for now it's just good enough to know,
that your heart is mine wherever i go...
© Rona Aying-Llanos
I Want to be There
I WANT TO BE THERE
By the waters,
On the sand,
Sunset goes on forever,
As I hold you hand,
Dewdrops on my face,
Sunshine through your hair,
Where you are I want to be there...
© Rona Aying-Llanos
By the waters,
On the sand,
Sunset goes on forever,
As I hold you hand,
Dewdrops on my face,
Sunshine through your hair,
Where you are I want to be there...
© Rona Aying-Llanos
Monday, May 18, 2009
How would you know?
How would you know if you have never tried?
How would you laugh if all you've done is cried?
How would you feel if emotions are buried?
And how can you survive if you are always being
carried?
How can you love, if you never had?
How can you give joy, if at every moment your mad?
How can you be wise if you never learn from mistakes?
How can you be trusted if your world is a fake?
How can you give direction, if in life you are lost?
Are you truly free, if all you worry about is the cost?
How can you be independent, if your actions say
another?
How can you say its your best, when clearly you didn't
bother?
How can you point the finger at another, if their lives
turns for the worst?
But not evaluate yourself, to all but the first.
MLlanos
How would you laugh if all you've done is cried?
How would you feel if emotions are buried?
And how can you survive if you are always being
carried?
How can you love, if you never had?
How can you give joy, if at every moment your mad?
How can you be wise if you never learn from mistakes?
How can you be trusted if your world is a fake?
How can you give direction, if in life you are lost?
Are you truly free, if all you worry about is the cost?
How can you be independent, if your actions say
another?
How can you say its your best, when clearly you didn't
bother?
How can you point the finger at another, if their lives
turns for the worst?
But not evaluate yourself, to all but the first.
MLlanos
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
For the lack of their Satisfaction
Loving someone without them loving you is like the sun without the moon,
Regardless how hard you try, your alone in a one sided room.
The air is cold like grasping ice in your palm as it burns through the skin,
For no matter the effort given, the sweat and tears will never let you win.
Your soul feels like choking due to the lack of wind as you bare witness to the truth,
The sounds of silence echoes as you stare at her walking to the darkness away from you.
But still you can’t set her free because the heart can’t be without those you’ve been evolved with through the years,
And what ever you keep doing is not enough to keep it from reality of fear.
Concluding your emptiness and solution to be condemned in isolation,
Is the horrifying evidence of what happens when you don’t make the sacrifice needed for their satisfaction.
Regardless how hard you try, your alone in a one sided room.
The air is cold like grasping ice in your palm as it burns through the skin,
For no matter the effort given, the sweat and tears will never let you win.
Your soul feels like choking due to the lack of wind as you bare witness to the truth,
The sounds of silence echoes as you stare at her walking to the darkness away from you.
But still you can’t set her free because the heart can’t be without those you’ve been evolved with through the years,
And what ever you keep doing is not enough to keep it from reality of fear.
Concluding your emptiness and solution to be condemned in isolation,
Is the horrifying evidence of what happens when you don’t make the sacrifice needed for their satisfaction.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I see the light
I see the light when I close my eyes,
I see the light calling me.
I see the light so bright so bright,
The beam shines down on me.
I see the light I run to you,
Your hands extending out,
You call my name, I elevate
Towards you following the route.
I see the light, I see the light,
You smile as white gates now open,
You whisper to me, there’s no more pain,
You’ll hear no more sounds of mourning.
I see the light as beautiful heaven,
I turn and look behind,
I see the light as memory given,
The best time in my mind.
I hear the laughter of children running,
Glee all on their face,
I see the light my father,
As I walk towards his place.
Come to me my sons and daughters,
For I am here for you,
Stand by my side my children,
Eternity I promise to.
And as the painted light disappears,
And darkness brings black and blue
I am here in the Lighted kingdom
Awaiting my time with you.
I see the light calling me.
I see the light so bright so bright,
The beam shines down on me.
I see the light I run to you,
Your hands extending out,
You call my name, I elevate
Towards you following the route.
I see the light, I see the light,
You smile as white gates now open,
You whisper to me, there’s no more pain,
You’ll hear no more sounds of mourning.
I see the light as beautiful heaven,
I turn and look behind,
I see the light as memory given,
The best time in my mind.
I hear the laughter of children running,
Glee all on their face,
I see the light my father,
As I walk towards his place.
Come to me my sons and daughters,
For I am here for you,
Stand by my side my children,
Eternity I promise to.
And as the painted light disappears,
And darkness brings black and blue
I am here in the Lighted kingdom
Awaiting my time with you.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
So, who are these kindred spirits Mark and Rona?
Here is a short simple compressed video of our wedding. This is another way to see who we are and to kind of get know who we are besides from our works and pictures. Our wedding was simple, but well coordinated and everyone was genuinely happy. We wanted to invite more people but we had to keep it close and didn't have time to plan because I had a bun in the oven! But for those who missed out here's a glimpse of what happened that day. Anyone there you would feel the love in the air! So here it is, enjoy!
Monday, April 27, 2009
No Longer
I will no longer take the abuse you hand me day and day,
No longer will I sit while you destroy all that I may.
I will not shed another tear, no more on your behalf,
For I have learned to stand up, alone without your hand.
I will not take your insults nor will I listen to your plea,
So many years have passed only now do I feel free.
You took away my pride and you caged me like a beast,
No longer will I lay here infected with your disease.
I suffered unbearable while you doubted my will to try,
No longer will I deal with you and your deceitful lies.
It will take 500 more like you to hold me down this time,
This time I will not hold back my punishment for your crimes.
You will not hold me in this fortress, no matter the obstacle given,
I'm not the same weakling you knew, as now my life is charged and driven.
Id rather starve alone and cold and homeless with the flu,
Than stay and live another day imprisoned here with you.
I'll survive the challenges thrown my way, may heavens bare witness to see,
For I will no longer give myself to you, I set my spirit free.
~Mark
No longer will I sit while you destroy all that I may.
I will not shed another tear, no more on your behalf,
For I have learned to stand up, alone without your hand.
I will not take your insults nor will I listen to your plea,
So many years have passed only now do I feel free.
You took away my pride and you caged me like a beast,
No longer will I lay here infected with your disease.
I suffered unbearable while you doubted my will to try,
No longer will I deal with you and your deceitful lies.
It will take 500 more like you to hold me down this time,
This time I will not hold back my punishment for your crimes.
You will not hold me in this fortress, no matter the obstacle given,
I'm not the same weakling you knew, as now my life is charged and driven.
Id rather starve alone and cold and homeless with the flu,
Than stay and live another day imprisoned here with you.
I'll survive the challenges thrown my way, may heavens bare witness to see,
For I will no longer give myself to you, I set my spirit free.
~Mark
Monday, April 20, 2009
Lust
In the beginning it was easy, to resist
the urge to prowl,
No mixed emotions to consider, when the
scent of you was fowl.
I trapped you in the closet, 3 garbage
bags and a rope,
Be gone!! I told you once, because new
love just gave me hope.
Through the night I hear your whisper,
In my dreams your voice was loud,
Turned away the best I could,
All I could up until now.
I feel afraid to set you free, not
knowing how you'll turn a bliss,
But the sensation that you used to do
was something that I've missed.
I'm confused, I have it great, should not
be urging what I need,
But is it need or just a greed for more
attention that I seek.
I know its bad, I know its wrong, I know
the consequence of this,
But still I walk close to the closet thinking
should I fulfill your wish.
I have my hand holding the knob, then
slowly open the door,
But then I wake up from my slumber,
sweating & smiling, thinking more.
~Mark
the urge to prowl,
No mixed emotions to consider, when the
scent of you was fowl.
I trapped you in the closet, 3 garbage
bags and a rope,
Be gone!! I told you once, because new
love just gave me hope.
Through the night I hear your whisper,
In my dreams your voice was loud,
Turned away the best I could,
All I could up until now.
I feel afraid to set you free, not
knowing how you'll turn a bliss,
But the sensation that you used to do
was something that I've missed.
I'm confused, I have it great, should not
be urging what I need,
But is it need or just a greed for more
attention that I seek.
I know its bad, I know its wrong, I know
the consequence of this,
But still I walk close to the closet thinking
should I fulfill your wish.
I have my hand holding the knob, then
slowly open the door,
But then I wake up from my slumber,
sweating & smiling, thinking more.
~Mark
Thursday, April 16, 2009
The fall of the Fighting Spirit
Created from the pit of a fiery soul, grows a spirit full of life,
Potential limitless to all challenges given, a glow shining through the far horizon light.
Troubled past builds the strength, lessons taught to give wisdom,
Longevity equals experience, minimizing the unexplored to be seldom.
Some call it rage, call it fearless, call it courage in the dark,
Others call it an overwhelming emotion causing adrenaline in a spark.
Yet for every single pro, comes a negative in return,
Like the fall of Achillies, in Troy where he burned.
For a spirit is as strong as its will to survive,
But the moment it gives in, suffering will arrive.
For as great as it may be, the shine will then fade,
Overwhelmed by the power that its opposed had made.
Killing softly, slow and steady till the day it loses will,
As the years turns into decades, like what rust does to the steel.
Then one day far from today the little fire will try to glow,
Looking for the path it once walked, seeking redemption to help it grow.
But the poison has already spread to thick, its broken from the lack to bother,
The fighting spirit once full of life, is drowning in the water.
Yet a ray of hope comes once a lifetime to change the road that was taken,
But closed eyes, and deaf ears will end up in the direction of its forsaken.
Mark
Potential limitless to all challenges given, a glow shining through the far horizon light.
Troubled past builds the strength, lessons taught to give wisdom,
Longevity equals experience, minimizing the unexplored to be seldom.
Some call it rage, call it fearless, call it courage in the dark,
Others call it an overwhelming emotion causing adrenaline in a spark.
Yet for every single pro, comes a negative in return,
Like the fall of Achillies, in Troy where he burned.
For a spirit is as strong as its will to survive,
But the moment it gives in, suffering will arrive.
For as great as it may be, the shine will then fade,
Overwhelmed by the power that its opposed had made.
Killing softly, slow and steady till the day it loses will,
As the years turns into decades, like what rust does to the steel.
Then one day far from today the little fire will try to glow,
Looking for the path it once walked, seeking redemption to help it grow.
But the poison has already spread to thick, its broken from the lack to bother,
The fighting spirit once full of life, is drowning in the water.
Yet a ray of hope comes once a lifetime to change the road that was taken,
But closed eyes, and deaf ears will end up in the direction of its forsaken.
Mark
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
trying to lessen the clutter of my works
these are all mine including this one found on ronaobiniana.2ya.com
in my sleep dreams come true,
when i'm a awake i think of you,
looking forward to closing my eyes,
to escape the reality my heart cries.
in my sleep there is no need to hide,
what's impossible will be fulfilled tonight,
hoping not to wake from this dream,
and this helpless desire cease existing.
-rona llanos
To The Love Of My Life
If today was our last day together, I leave you with these words,
I will love you always for all that you're worth.
If tomorrow we take our final breath, then I want to share it with you,
So we can see each other one last time before our spirits fade in the blue.
If this is my final week to be in this earth, I will cherish only one,
We would travel the world to see you smile till the call to kingdom come.
If a month is all I was given, I would plan to explore the world,
with you by my side, my one and only baby girl.
If I was told that in months all I know would be meaningless,
I would do everything in my power to find meaning at my best.
If granted only a year, by the grim reapers arm,
I would be your action hero and keep you safe from all harm.
I've been blessed in my life, by having you here,
granted me a family, making my heart shed a happy tear.
I promise to be true to the best that I can,
And maintain hard efforts to being your man.
I will love you each year to the last of my days,
And give appreciation to you always for all of your ways.
Mark LLanos
I will love you always for all that you're worth.
If tomorrow we take our final breath, then I want to share it with you,
So we can see each other one last time before our spirits fade in the blue.
If this is my final week to be in this earth, I will cherish only one,
We would travel the world to see you smile till the call to kingdom come.
If a month is all I was given, I would plan to explore the world,
with you by my side, my one and only baby girl.
If I was told that in months all I know would be meaningless,
I would do everything in my power to find meaning at my best.
If granted only a year, by the grim reapers arm,
I would be your action hero and keep you safe from all harm.
I've been blessed in my life, by having you here,
granted me a family, making my heart shed a happy tear.
I promise to be true to the best that I can,
And maintain hard efforts to being your man.
I will love you each year to the last of my days,
And give appreciation to you always for all of your ways.
Mark LLanos
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Fool's Love
To you I give this poem to enlighten your day,
May the wish this one hopes, will stir you this way.
To you I give this joy, though companionship and love,
May the joy be returned back, for that alone is enough.
To you I give riches, through materials man made,
May the riches be shared, with the heart shall be paid.
To you I give protection, my castle, this knight,
May protection be given by laws of love, through the nights.
To you I give my soul, through sickness & well being,
May the future hold strong, through evolution I'm seeking.
To you I give freedom, so you will not feel caged,
May you forgive my mistakes, for bruising the heart filled with rage.
To you I give all, nothing less than the world,
Will you give me the same, or is it I who's been fooled.
May the wish this one hopes, will stir you this way.
To you I give this joy, though companionship and love,
May the joy be returned back, for that alone is enough.
To you I give riches, through materials man made,
May the riches be shared, with the heart shall be paid.
To you I give protection, my castle, this knight,
May protection be given by laws of love, through the nights.
To you I give my soul, through sickness & well being,
May the future hold strong, through evolution I'm seeking.
To you I give freedom, so you will not feel caged,
May you forgive my mistakes, for bruising the heart filled with rage.
To you I give all, nothing less than the world,
Will you give me the same, or is it I who's been fooled.
By M.LLanos
Sunday, April 12, 2009
heal this broken being...
Heal this broken being and make me whole,
do the impossible and capture this soul,
take me under your wing and hold my hand,
include me in your future and in your plans.
It's impossible to love me and for me to make you mine,
but if you choose to I will give my entirety to you,
give you happiness like no one else can do,
I can do the impossible, too.
-Rona
do the impossible and capture this soul,
take me under your wing and hold my hand,
include me in your future and in your plans.
It's impossible to love me and for me to make you mine,
but if you choose to I will give my entirety to you,
give you happiness like no one else can do,
I can do the impossible, too.
-Rona
Gasp! there are poems by me on the internet in ilovepoetry.com
So here they are:
you give me the greatest gift of all,
when you said those words you said,
not only did i need to hear them,
but needed for the serenity of this love.
you give me the greatest gift of all,
funny what three little words can do,
how beautiful your voice can carry them,
giving me something to hold on to.
-Rona
to all our readers
Our poems are dedicated to all the souls that have ever felt pain, appreciation, lust, compassion and understanding.
If you like or dislike our work, we would love to hear from you.
thanks again for taking the time to read our piece.
Mark~
If you like or dislike our work, we would love to hear from you.
thanks again for taking the time to read our piece.
Mark~
Friday, March 27, 2009
The purpose of this blog....
The purpose of this blog is to supplement our soon to be completed compilation of creative writing. The book will consist of our writings and work throughout our life mostly about relationships and just life in general. We hope to serve as an inspiration to those who are creative thinkers and artists and to those who are the appreciators of good art. And if you are a skeptic you are welcome to criticize as well.
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