"Thanks for watching
the movie with me."
It's been over a year
now
about six months
married
and he still thanks
me after a movie
How did I get
so lucky?
12:35A
07/11/00
Ahya
from 209-239-217-124.lax.jps.net on Tuesday, July 11, 2000 at 14:46:18
It has been such a long time since I have had a good piece of writing to put here, here is one that isn't that bad.
Just a thought in my mind:
Just a thought I had, late one night
What made us go our separate ways?
The smiles, laughters, and tears….
That we both have shared and shed over the years
Was it because…
Every one will someday meet their true love?
And we know that one day our true love will come
That we have let what we had slipped away
As we run around endlessly, from day to day
Without purpose, without goals in life
We might slip here and there
We get on with our lives
And then we stop…. and then we think
The night is peaceful and silent
Snowflakes fluttering…
Each falling into its place
The world, white and barren
Thinking of…
What that might have been
Thinking of…
What I had and…
Now that it’s gone…
Is it just a big lie?
Or to make us happy…
That we will find…
That one person…
Whom we waited for…
Or, is it because…
That he or she is always there
Besides you and I
And…we have let them…
Fade away…
And slip pass by…
Then, I discovered
All the feelings
The love and affection
I had inside…
It’s only me…
Dreaming…
And it’s only me
Imagining…
And…
All, perhaps
Is just a lie…
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from bt-226-187.bta.net.cn on Sunday, June 25, 2000 at 02:23:42
Sometimes I wonder how my life would be
if you were right here next to me
But everytime I see you
I don't know how I feel
Sometimes I'm sad
But nerver for real
My heart used to stop
when you walked my way
But one time it didn't
that happened today
Thought still in my heart
I never can part with the thought
Always, I wonder how my life would be
if you were right here next to me
~((B))~
<pracheet@hotmail.com>
from 209.47.57.34 on Friday, June 09, 2000 at 04:51:29
So sorry for the error below...
Thinking of you:
In darkness...alone...I waited
As time goes by
Days and Nights
Each minute, every hour
Forgetting the past
And all that has been
Forgetting the future
Nothingness...
And all that is to come
How can I begin
To even think of you
When you've already taken up
Every corner of my heart
Overflowing...
Drowning...
In my own misery.
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from bt-228-073.bta.net.cn on Tuesday, May 23, 2000 at 00:54:32
hinking of you:In darkness...alone...I waited
As time goes by
Days and Nights
Each minute, every hour
Forgetting the past
And all that has been
Forgetting the future
Nothingness...
And all that is to come
How can I begin
To even think of you
When you've already taken up
Every corner of my heart
Overflowing...
Drowning...
In my own misery.
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from bt-228-073.bta.net.cn on Tuesday, May 23, 2000 at 00:48:42
Thought:
Oh! How the stars up high shines¡so bright!
So bright!
And yet still ever out of reach¡
Under the layers and the light
All that glitters and flashes¡in the night
(Sigh¡)
These are but dried remains and carcasses
Lost souls, astray and mislead¡
Tis¡¯ but reflections and mere projections
Of our weak and unguided souls¡
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.4.196 on Monday, April 17, 2000 at 02:11:04
Thought:
Passing moments, minutes, hours,
Days, months, and years...
The torture, pain, hopelessness
And despair...
That silence describe
.
Peking man
<hotmail.com>
from 202.106.226.130 on Sunday, April 02, 2000 at 05:40:29
Thought:
The ravaged flower of Spring
Its petals fallen and disarrayed
In a crowd-where there is one person less...
In Love that there is one person too many...
Who will really take it seriously?
Who will notice?
Who will care?
While somewhere tear does flow
Each drop like morning dew
On the fallen and forgotten petal
Of the ravaged flower of Spring...
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.217.194 on Tuesday, March 28, 2000 at 03:17:45
Recollection & Dream
The sweet taste of your lips…
The satin skin, of yours on mine.
I close my eyes…
And…
I still remember!
But, by this time tomorrow
Who will you be standing with?
Whose hands will it be?
That has replaced those hands of mine
And…
Will you remember?
Who am I?
But you have taught me to love.
And…
I will!
Until the day I die.
Until I am forgotten…
Into nothingness of time.
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.223.213 on Saturday, March 25, 2000 at 00:34:57
Thought
Stood...
Stopped!
Stared and wonder...
Is it her ?
Is it me?
Or were we really kissing?
Was it me?
Was it her?
Were we really kissing?
And did she kiss me back...?
Was it wrong?
Am I mad?
Am I glad?
That she kissed me...
And kiss me!
Am I sure?
Am I certain?
That she kissed me
And kiss me...
And did I ...
And did I kiss her back?
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.228.21 on Saturday, March 18, 2000 at 00:40:39
= A paradox =
late night, almost dawn
vibrant on computer games
no vim for paper
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from m5-mp1-cvx1a.man.ntl.com on Friday, March 10, 2000 at 13:31:14
Thought:
Now I know...
Without you...
Those eyes
Those lips
Those smiles
and embraces
The time we use to talk
And stories you used to tell
Without you...
All then disappear!
Into nothingness...
Into thin air...
But..perhaps...
WIthout you...
It has made me realized
How much...
I really loved...
YOU!
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.223.14 on Friday, March 10, 2000 at 00:54:06
“It’s been two months
and I can’t keep it a secret
much longer,”
says the tiny, misshapen figure.
I want the world to know exactly what I am to you.
I don’t even care much for carrots
anymore—
I eat meat now,
almost on a daily basis
“Beggars can’t be choosers.”
Should I change my clothing?
Shopping always seems to tire me out
anyways—
02/27/00
Love
Ahya
from 209-239-217-66.lax.jps.net on Monday, February 28, 2000 at 10:20:54
Will the day come
when my laughter
is no longer charming, my love?
I fright to know.
And will the day come
when my eyes do not shine so,
I dread the thought.
It is you I see
And you I hear
In my mind -your image
embossed in my soul
Your touch in possession of my flesh
Your mind -my heart.
Will the day come
when you will no longer love me, my love?
Completely like you have,
completely like I know you will.
02/15/00
Coins
Ahya
from 209-239-214-195.lax.jps.net on Thursday, February 17, 2000 at 06:13:47
~ Give love to the world ~
Give love to the world
Give love in the air
Give love thru the internet
Give love to my sweet over there
Love is not in the flower
Love is not in the card
Love is not in the gift
Love is in my heart
To some love is pink
To some love might be blue
To me love is love
To love only you
The World may be dark at night
The World is bright with loveful hearts
The World may part us physically
The World can’t keep our loves apart
P.S. I know it’s a bit late now for Thailand but it’s still a few hours more to go here.
Happy Valentine’s Day! : )
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from octopussy.swan.ac.uk on Tuesday, February 15, 2000 at 00:33:46
= Dream =
Lonely winter night,
a touch of a bogus image
is truer than reality.
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-24.swan.ac.uk on Friday, February 11, 2000 at 10:36:29
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ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-14.swan.ac.uk on Saturday, January 29, 2000 at 11:28:01
A simple poem for you...
Without you I feel so lonely
Looking at the sky,so gray
Walking alone on those lives
It's so cold,I need your warm
How can I say how much I need you
Everything that I have it's you!
My tears fall when I can't see you
Just to close my eyes I see you
Can you see how I feel for you?
You're so far away from me
Waiting to meet you again
Even that will be long
I want to hold your tight
As long I can stay with you
Don't let me down that way
Cuz I will die like a rose
The kiss that you gave me
Oh! baby,it was so sweet of you
I hear your voice everywhere
Keep telling me that you're close
To me,only you and me together
Anyone treat me well as you do
My soul belongs to you and
There have always a place for you
That is my heart that I give to you...
NangNoy
<nicky_noy@asia.com>
from 205.237.24.110 on Friday, January 28, 2000 at 02:33:51
tell me how
how can i forget
the first time we met
a moment that i can't regret
because love in me started.
how can i let you know
that i adore and love you so
everything in my heart
you're always dear.
papot
<papzie@yahoo.com>
from 210.71.174.33 on Thursday, January 27, 2000 at 14:07:16
I love you with all of my loving heart,
I love you even though we're miles apart,
I love you and I hope you'll see,
That I'll love you 'til eternity.
Michelle
<missym52@hotmail.com>
from mel-0412-235.ports.iprimus.net.au on Wednesday, January 26, 2000 at 16:48:34
When I hear that song...so old...
That I have no idea..what song it is
Or what it was singing about.....
But with those beautiful voices....
That soars into the air........
High..so high...and so far away
Further than I can ever imagine possible...
Perhaps I don't need to understand after all...
It was not important what they were talking about..
What was important was...the voices carried me away..
Light as a feather....
I was lifted off my feet...
I was free......................
And still the music play on...and on......
And I with a cup of coffee.......
Sitting in a chair......sitting in my old chair
Staring into eternal nothingness
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.217.203 on Friday, January 21, 2000 at 03:37:52
So sorry that there were so many mistakes
here is a revised version
Thought....
Parched lips and frost -bitten fingers
And those tired and weary eyes
Day in day out
Hoping for a gentle soul
Who will spare a dime
Those eyes are now weary
Pain and despair are leaving him
No more will the sound of the police whistle
Bother him
No more are those eyes of disgust
Finally all seems silent and peaceful
Warm and comfortable asleep
Unnoticed to the world
He has returneth
To those who loves him.....
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.220.1 on Sunday, January 16, 2000 at 02:29:16
Thought....
Parched lips and frost -bitten fingers
And those tired and weary eyes
Day in day out
Hoping for a gentle soul
Who will spare a dime
Those eyes are now weary
Pain and despair are leaving him
No more will the sound of the police
No more are those eyes of disgust
Finally all seems silent and peaceful
Warm and comfortable asleep
Unnoticed to the world
He has reutrneth
To those who loves him.....
peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.220.1 on Sunday, January 16, 2000 at 02:24:03
Thought:
When I was young,I knew...at least I thought, that once I knew....the true the one meaning of love lost....of loneliness...and the emptiness that it caused inside.
And with each word, and each poem, who knows how many, which have been written, I write it with blood, I write it with tears, I write it with dreams and inspiration, I write it with all I got.
Yet now, at this moment! when I am older, and have already tasted all those bitterness of the world. When I am full of feelings, almost overflowing, flooding, drowning my heart and soul.....strangely I pick up my trusted pen...and blank is the paper..........
If only true feelings, the unfathomable thoughts that lays dormant deep down inside..can be that easily put into words...
Wouldn't it be great!......No words no symbols can say all the sorrow and all the pain, and tell the story of just one single drop of tear.........
If only true feelings be written, wouldn't it be great!
peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.220.1 on Sunday, January 16, 2000 at 01:56:24
Thought:
When I was young,I knew...at least I thought, that once I knew....the true the one meaning of love lost....of loneliness...and the emptiness that it caused inside.
And with each word, and each poem, who knows how many, which have been written, I write it with blood, I write it with tears, I write it with dreams and inspiration, I write it with all I got.
Yet now, at this moment! when I am older, and have already tasted all those bitterness of the world. When I am full of feelings, almost overflowing, flooding, drowning my heart and soul.....strangely I pick up my trusted pen...and blank is the paper..........
If only true feelings, the unfathomable thoughts that lays dormant deep down inside..can be that easily put into words...
Wouldn't it be great!......No words no symbols can say all the sorrow and all the pain, and tell the story of just one single drop of tear.........
If only true feelings be written, wouldn't it be great!
peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.220.1 on Sunday, January 16, 2000 at 01:55:16
= Sunshine's Compliment =
One winter morning,
a spider strives to elaborate her web
under sunshine's compliment.
----------------------------
Thank you, Peking man.
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-11.swan.ac.uk on Saturday, January 15, 2000 at 18:31:15
Good Bye ...
It’s like nothing left but these two words.
...
Stumble in my mind,
so, I stop and take a look
deep down inside
and there you are
smiling that silly, yet, so adorable face.
...
Hence, why bother
with saying good bye,
when we are still so close
in our own minds?
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-11.swan.ac.uk on Saturday, January 15, 2000 at 08:58:39
Bravo!!! Ann, what you have written is impressive!
peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.220.212 on Saturday, January 15, 2000 at 02:08:28
Is it so cold outside?
+ + + + + + + + + + +
Is it so cold outside?
My heartbeat is almost silent.
It must be so cold...
a beat is getting slower every moment.
Is it so cold outside?
I can barely move my fingers.
My body aches from numbness.
Drawing each breath is much harder.
Is it so cold outside?
Now, I can’t even feel my heart.
Is it so cold outside ...
or are we just so far apart?
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-20.swan.ac.uk on Friday, January 14, 2000 at 07:02:30
THOUGHT
Silent the air that breath of solitude
Whiteness of the fluttering snow
And darkness of the night
Side by side...
Intertwined...
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.226.149 on Thursday, January 13, 2000 at 01:46:26
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ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-16.swan.ac.uk on Sunday, January 09, 2000 at 19:25:34
When it is late at night and you are still not asleep
When every breath hurts like a knife that is cutting your heart
When past memories surfaces likes spirits haunting you
When tears are dried upon your cheeks...
And yet you do not know why...
Like walking alone..one late night without any direction
No way home
No one there for you
Tears dried upon your cheeks...
And yet you do not know why!
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.219.15 on Thursday, December 30, 1999 at 00:53:13
That day we met when we came to lay our friend to rest.
Your eyes, your face, your smile, I'll never forget.
Yes, introduced as friends we are.
But why do I feel in love I fall.
Years have past I still think of that July day..
carrying a cooler and a glance of each other's face.
How can I tell anyone that I am in love with you?
Especially now, by being married to replace you.
There's so much I can and can not do..
believing to be strong but weak when it comes to you.
I'm sick and tired of chasing these hopeless dreams.
So, I'm telling you now that I love you, Ted P.
UBvery berri
<very_berry60@hotmail.com>
from 192.136.14.95 on Saturday, December 18, 1999 at 05:35:28
IRONY
I realize that my standards nowerdays
is alot higher
than before
and I know you
have alot to do with it
But what I want
now
is one that will appreciate me
completely
And love is bundled with
appreciation, isn't it?
Master of love,
of my love
I plead with you to understand
I want more
I need more
enough to never plead.
9:04A 11/28/99
Ahya
from 209-239-213-105.lax.jps.net on Monday, November 29, 1999 at 00:18:25
What, I ask...
What then is left?
When hearts are broken
When dreams...
Have fallen apart.
And those visions...
Are but only ...
Disillusions of the past.
What...
What then I ask
What then is left...
My life?
My soul?
My heart?
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.182.252 on Tuesday, November 23, 1999 at 23:47:48
Thought:
As full as emptiness can be
As lonely as one can be in a crowded room
A cacaphony of sounds and images
That rushes, passing me by
Slowly... in-out
One breath at a time!
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.220.254 on Saturday, November 13, 1999 at 03:45:03
Thought:
Music...
The simple words the simple sounds
That breathes life into reality
Writing...
In black and white...
Yet behind the space it takes up
A whole journey yet to be explored.
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.220.254 on Saturday, November 13, 1999 at 03:19:50
I am lost at the sight of you.
Don't know why?
You fall in love with a girl like me.
I ask myself over and over "Why Me"
I don't have anything specail.
I have you thats very specail.....
but why do i have you?
I don't deserve you,I have not deserved to be happy....
I am just another girl that is lost....
I am glad that we have each other.
But like I've asked myself before "WHY ME?"
You deserve better, then me......
Of coarse, you could settle for less,
then the best. YOU can have me, but I'll always Ask
"WHY ME?"
I have you thats very specail......
Terri Moore
<Blackw1do@aol.com>
from spider-th083.proxy.aol.com on Wednesday, November 10, 1999 at 07:29:59
When one has a problem,
one could feel so alone.
One may realize that one has to be brave,
and that one has to be strong.
So that one can cope with this problem...
just like one did with other obstacles in the past.
But one’s heart can sometimes be so weak,
when things make one’s mind exhausted.
One just hopes one would always remember
that when one faces a problem,
one is not alone.
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-24.swan.ac.uk on Tuesday, November 09, 1999 at 06:02:23
Gone...are opportunities
Lost...are dreams
Left is life, a reality
To suffer and to learn
peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.229.143 on Tuesday, October 19, 1999 at 13:35:19
Some people meet that somebody
that they can never stop loving,
no matter how hard they try.
I don't expect you to understand that,
or even believe it,
but trust me,there are some love
that don't go away.
And maybe that makes them crazy,
but we should all be lucky
to end up with that
somebody who has a little of that
insanity.
Sombody who never lets go.
Somebody who cherishes you forever.
- Ally Mcbeal
keaw-nam
from pta3640-pool-33.lantic.net on Thursday, October 07, 1999 at 04:10:21
One smile...I saw
One smile...not more
One smile...
Does she?
Does she not?
Was she?
Or wasn't?
One smile...
My heart is gone
One smile...
Not regretting it
One smile...
peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.177.245 on Sunday, October 03, 1999 at 03:07:50
What more can one ask?
What more can one want?
When one's last breath has ended
When one's life is spent
To think of laughter
To think of dreams
To forget of tears
When life is spent...
peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.177.245 on Sunday, October 03, 1999 at 02:52:08
Been wanting to forget the painful past
But reality keeps haunting the open wound of this
tiny heart
From the barriers built against the pain
All torn down, and now that's left is an
open wound.
The red river running wild
Soon to dry out leaving deposits
of my love for yours, forever
keaw-nam
from pta3640-pool-25.lantic.net on Thursday, September 30, 1999 at 08:30:37
Memory runs short when trying to recall
Concentration doesn’t seem to help at all
All those happy thoughts vanished in haze
Painful tears and sorrows never fade
Loneliness grows day to day inch to inch
This sad balloon somehow never been pinched
I wonder why people were born this way
No answers were found until today
Life is funny but we all want to live
So, stand up and fight the way we believe
Sitting down thinking of those good old days
Sure take your time, but will not take you anywhere
Louis
<u3721948@au.ac.th>
from cache-engine.au.ac.th on Wednesday, September 29, 1999 at 04:47:44
As quiet as the night should be
As lonely as the waveless sea
As empty as the space is to be
As frighten as if this happens to me
Louis
<u3721948@au.ac.th>
from cache-engine.au.ac.th on Monday, September 27, 1999 at 01:39:39
Though not a poet, but it is clear
That you and I are here to stay....
The radios the telephones
The rock and roll
That come and goes.....
But our love, our love....
Is here to stay........
The rocks may crumble
Mountains may tumble
Our love, our love
Is here to stay!!
peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.177.226 on Thursday, September 09, 1999 at 00:34:27
Stay up late...
thinking about you.
I know... I can’t win all
and I didn’t want to.
Just want to see your smile,
want to sit together,
and have you hold my hands
from now till forever.
Yea, I’m pretty sure,
no matter what I do,
I can’t win all.
I just want to win you.
bin2worn
from lisras1-27.swan.ac.uk on Wednesday, September 08, 1999 at 10:44:04
SHAME
some just don't want love
it has nothing to do with wholeness
some stare love right in the eye
blinks innocently
sweetly smiles
then walks away ...
it has nothing to do with wholeness
or not knowing themselves
it has nothing to do with not being able to handle perfection
or not believing they deserve it
some just don't want love
just love being "in" love
so much to walk away
6:47A 8/23/99
Ahya
from 209-239-212-89.lax.jps.net on Monday, August 23, 1999 at 21:19:20
Walking together
holding hands, no word at all
our hearts communicate.
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-12.swan.ac.uk on Friday, August 13, 1999 at 20:50:51
I am dreaming of
summer-night sky gemmed with stars
wishing you were here.
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-16.swan.ac.uk on Wednesday, August 11, 1999 at 06:56:32
ALL
what happened to the deals of you and me
giving all
but not
and me foolishly ...
givin' all
foolishly
what ever happened to the deal of us
giving all
but not
AND me wanting you
AND giving all
of me ...
hastily
GIVING all
of me
foolishly.
1:18P 8-09-99
Ahya
from 209-239-218-110.lax.jps.net on Tuesday, August 10, 1999 at 13:33:23
The little bamboo
heightens up to the bright sky
turning into gem.
ann
<nsca@yahoo.com>
from lisras1-29.swan.ac.uk on Tuesday, August 10, 1999 at 02:52:47
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<xiude@hotmail.com>
from proxy.samart.co.th on Monday, July 12, 1999 at 13:04:58
How can i ask him to sacrafice so much,
For something so little-such as my heart-
How can i live to see tomorrow
Amoungst the uncertainties of not seeing him again
How could i be so foolish as to tell him...
that the man i love...
was actually his shadow.
á¡éǹÓé
from pta3640-pool-09.lantic.net on Monday, July 05, 1999 at 06:15:56
Gone:
When all has ended
Each gone...each's seperate way
What do I have
But one lonely soul
But one empty heart
Lost to oneself
Lost to others
Lost to the world
Those flowers...
Those presents...
Those memories...
Those laughters...
Those smiles...
Of yester years
Oh.... all that!
Now...what is left?
But only tears...
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.182.50 on Sunday, June 06, 1999 at 03:56:21
FALLACY
when she hears
the beating heart
of another
[she looks back at the one love
she no longer possess]
as if that numb heart of hers rejects all that passes
as if the love beneath her was worth the
instinctive sacrifice
as if just the memory of him
would be enough
if she was one
that never felt love
then i'd understand,
it'd make sense
if she was one
that doesn't get love
i'd undertand,
it'd make sense
if she was one
that never had love
it would make sense
Ahya
from ts027d01.lap-ca.concentric.net on Tuesday, May 25, 1999 at 03:47:32
all i want is to be foolishly, hopelessly in love
maybe that's all anyone really wants
to love the way i want to be loved
i've been looking for Her my whole life
when i find Her my life will truly begin
i could have passed her in a crowd, so close
at night my heart aches with loneliness
i need to touch, to embrace Her heart
the darkness describes the way i feel
sometimes i wish it were darker
it helps to tell myself what i will do for
Her, i stay awake at night just to watch
Her sleep, i wrap my arms around Her
so i can feel Her breathe, i'll give my life
to Her - does She want it?
it helps to tell myself about Her
She has the softest hair, i feel it fall around
my face, i lose myself in Her brown eyes, when
She smiles i smile too, She has
a pout that melts my heart - i'm Hers
is She mine? Can i ever surrender
myself so completely? life is so short -
yes, i don't care - i'll be a fool and i
want everyone to know
after all . . .
i've been looking for Her my whole life
when i find Her my life will truly begin
Jeff
<jrtemp@hotmail.com>
from 208.141.58.136 on Friday, May 21, 1999 at 01:51:33
I know this girl,
when you meet her you think that she has it all figured out, when really she's just burning inside. When you meet her, your notice she can't stop smiling, when really she's just trying to hide her pain. She wants to love, she wants to live, she wants to know the real fealing of happiness, but it all seems so distant to her. It's like she's in her own little world, and know one can reach her, but she keeps on smiling in hopes no one will figure out her seceret.
Codi
<VIKBROWN>
from spider-wg033.proxy.aol.com on Monday, May 17, 1999 at 06:15:37
UNBIND
Mysteries of the passionate soul
u n w i n d s
mysteries of the passionate soul
u n w i n d s
truth
to the mysterious soul.
7:10P 5/11/99
Ahya
from ts041d28.lap-ca.concentric.net on Wednesday, May 12, 1999 at 09:13:20
Peking man,
I loved that last poem! Keep it up =]
Ahya
from ts008d41.lap-ca.concentric.net on Tuesday, May 11, 1999 at 10:50:18
Countries
My country is far away,
Still, I like it here.
My mother is far away,
Still, I like it here, my husband is here.
My father rests in a place far away.
I miss my brothers and sisters,
My nieces and nephews too.
Still I like it here,my baby is here.
In my country the weather is hot and the sky is blue,
People are warm and friendly,
Even strangers have time to talk.
Still I like it here, my home is here
In my country we are free to live our lives,
To work hard, play and please ourselves,
To respect things that deserve respect,
And to smile at things that don't.
Still, I like it here, my life is here.
If I could, I would change
All that could be changed
With this country,
To put right all the things I know are wrong.
Still I like it here, even so.
But if I could make you see
That this is not the only way
Of living life,
Of thinking thoughts,
Of doing things,
Then I would like it here as much as my country.
Duan
<flanakin@dial.pipex.com>
from useras69.uk.uudial.com on Sunday, May 09, 1999 at 04:20:01
How do I compare
What I've lost
And what I've gained
What I 've missed
And what I've attained
I'm aware
Of days and nights
Of so many moments
So idly spent
Like attempts fallen short
And shots that misses
But who dares measure
The loss and gain
Those happy moments
And those of pain
Defeat may be
Triumph in disguise
The lowest ebb might be
The turning of the tide
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 202.106.182.180 on Wednesday, May 05, 1999 at 02:06:58
"When I get the courage up to love somebody new
It always falls apart ‘cause they just
Can’t compare to you..."
4 Seasons of Loneliness
Boyz II Men Evolution
Ahya
from ts025d06.lap-ca.concentric.net on Thursday, April 22, 1999 at 19:37:29
The worries in my heart
The tears yet to dry
Running down my cheeks
Cutting so deep...deep... inside
If not for the new day
If not for the new beginning
And those old memories
Of happy days and nights
How could I know
How could I feel
The meaning of life
Peking man
<hankun@hotmail.com>
from 168.160.226.247 on Tuesday, April 20, 1999 at 00:42:47
You Got Me
you stepped off the stage and took a piece of my heart
you'll step off the stage and take a piece of my heart
the smell of spring's in the air
& you were there chillin' with them spikes in your hair
whisperin' how you wanted a tight girl, a right girl
in your sight who wanted her face shimmer back, girl
you, yes you with the casual cargs, and the canadian tee
do you want me?
the smell of spring's in the air
and i can hang with your casual styles and that crazy hair
pinoy, know this pinay treats her men like kings
i'm not in for the basic flossin' routine
so don't shy your biochemistry speks away from me
because you can be
and when you see me next, after your debut routine
there is no misunderstanding
know what i mean--
6:04A 4/13/99 Half asleep waiting for my Uptick to tick.
Ahya
from ts015d47.lap-ca.concentric.net on Tuesday, April 13, 1999 at 20:05:08
You never ask me what I am
I never ask you anything
I love the way as you are
Althought we have so far again
ole
<amornrat@yahoo.com.>
from proxy4.ksc.net.th on Tuesday, April 13, 1999 at 14:50:08