Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, March 5, 2009

A Tribute...






“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.” ~ Jim Morrison
I have come across this quote a few times and it seems to have a new message for me each time I read it.... I like to let it marinate in my deep thoughts...Perspective in life changes as our situations do which can give us a gage on our own personal growth, or the lack of it.. it depends on where on the road of life we are at that moment. I just wanted to share ~ maybe you will let it take you to that deep place inside yourself... feeling everything painful or not is healing in itself and we can all use a little more of that ☺

Thursday, November 6, 2008

MAYA ANGELOU'S' BEST POEM EVER

A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE . enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own, even if she never wants to or needs to...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE . something perfect to wear if the employer, or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE . a youth she's content to leave behind....
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE . a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age....
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE . a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE . one friend who always makes her laugh.. and one who lets her cry...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE . a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE . eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal, that will make her guests feel honored...
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE a feeling of control over her destiny..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... how to fall in love without losing herself..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... how to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without; ruining the friendship...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... when to try harder... and WHEN TO WALK AWAY...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... that she can't change the length of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents..
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... that her childhood may not have been perfect...but it's over...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... what she would and wouldn't do for love or more...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.... how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.. whom she can trust, whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... where to go... be it to her best friend's kitchen table.. or a charming Inn in the woods.... when her soul needs soothing...
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW.. What she can and can't accomplish in a day... a month...and a year...

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Shooting stars

Seen a shooting star tonight

And I thought of you.

You were trying to break into another world

A world I never knew.

I always kind of wondered

If you ever made it through.


Seen a shooting star tonight

And I thought of you.
Seen a shooting star tonight

And I thought of me.

If I was still the same

If I ever became what you wanted me to be


Did I miss the mark or

Over-step the line

That only you could see?

Seen a shooting star tonight

And I thought of me.


Listen to the engine, listen to the bell

As the last fire truck from hell

Goes rolling by, all good people are praying,

It's the last temptation

The last account

The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,

The last radio is playing.


Seen a shooting star tonight

Slip Away.

Tomorrow will be another day.

Guess it's too late to say the things to you

That you needed to hear me say.

Seen a shooting star tonight

Slip away.
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