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The heart aches like a headeach

Weighed upon by the uncertainties of life

See? this poor person hopes to become rich

But what does a person who has been wealthy all their life hope for?

Once, I wanted nothing

In the name of organized worship

And now, I want it all

In the name of health, of mind, of body

And every other component that completes me.

i thought this poem was very good

[b]Upon the stairway of despair,
Complete with broken love affairs
And promises that never came,
But faded with a touch of shame,
A pretty girl with golden hair
And innocence so sadly rare,
Strove to keep her head above
A way of life devoid of love.

Feeling pinned against Life's wall,
She chanced upon a robot tall
And said, "Please come and share with me
Whatever Fate has deemed to be.
I'm through with love, done with chances
Spirit crushed by past romances,
Just be a friend in word and deed.
That's all that I shall ever need."

"There's not too much from me to learn,"
Remarked the robot, in return.
"Emotions do not form a part
of my cold, solid-steel heart.
Whatever maker fashioned me
Did not permit my circuitry
Responsiveness to love or pain -
You're thoughts for me would be in vain."

"No matter", spoke the maid. "No more
Do I wish passion to explore.
Be someone I can come home to
When my exhausting day is through.
Count yourself a well-worn shoe -
A friend that I can slip into . . .
Protection from a stone cold floor . . .
For this I ask and nothing more."

Agreement made, he took her hand
And lived the life that she had planned,
Always willing, not demanding,
Aiding her with understanding
He made her smile with humorous wit
(As his restrictions would permit)
And, bit by bit, she came to feel
That he was more than iron and steel.

"I love you, robot", she at last
Replied when several months had passed.
"You're strength and quiet dignity
Have brought a wondrous change in me.
No more do I feel all alone,
And pray you must be flesh and bone.
Deep-set emotions you MUST feel
Within that outer coat of steel!"

"If I were able, I would say
I'm sorry I was made this way
But my design and programmation
Does not provide for that creation
Of feelings normal men may feel
That were not born of iron and steel.
I told you all this once before.
You have no right expecting more."

"Go, then!" cried she. "I will not live
Beside a friend who cannot give!
Though I be battered by misuse,
Misguided trust and strong abuse,
At least the men I chose were real
And had the power to love and feel.
Of all the lovers I recall,
You are the cruelest one of all!"

The robot, indestructible,
Continues freely and at will.
Emotionless, apparently,
But, bearing closer scrutiny,
One can see a small tear streak
Down that cold, metallic cheek
As I reflect upon my life . . .
That lovely lady was my wife.

The robot, of course, was me. [/b]

So soft
the brief touch of your lips
on my cheek.

Was I almost intruding?

"Look after yourself "
should have been
"I love you!"

Then the Jumbo flew over
my head
and I shouted my love
above the roar
and thundering thrust

. . . as if you'd hear.

Through the clouds in my eyes
I watched you fly away
and wished I'd been born with wings.

Color it red when I think of you,

because of all the wonderful things that you do.



Color it green like an early spring day,

Because you melt my cares away.



Color it blue when you are away,

By my side I want you to stay.



Color it purple like a lilac in bloom,

you listen to what I say and never assume.



Color it orange like the setting sun,

because you are the one I want to be with when the day is done.



You have given me the right moment, place and occasion, I would gladly give my heart to you.

For a mother, a daughter, a teacher, and a friend:
In fertile valleys, dreams grow lush and tall.
For cultivation, beauty is the end.
Though each of many gestures may be small,
Years of love and clarity are all. [i][/i]

noble_irc:
Lovely words!dnt GIVE UP on this gift o!

@ noble_irc, Thanks for ur words of encouragement.

@ antai, Ebi like say dis one pass u

John 3:16

In the city of Chicago, one cold, dark night, a blizzard was setting in. A
little boy was selling newspapers on the corner. The people were
in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying
to sell many papers. He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you
wouldn't happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep
tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and
down the alley and it's lawful cold in there for tonight. Sure would be nice
to have a warm place to stay." The policeman looked down at the little boy
and said, "You go down the street to that big white house and you knock on
the door. When they come out the door
you just say John 3:16, and they will let you in." So he did. He walked up
the steps and knocked on the door, and a lady answered.

He looked up and said, "John 3:16." The lady said, "Come on in son." She
took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a
great big old fireplace, and she went off. The boy sat there for a while
and thought to himself: John 3:16, I don't understand it, but it sure
makes a cold boy warm. Later, she came back and asked him, "Are you
hungry?" He said, "well, just a little. I haven't eaten in a couple of
days and I guess I could stand a little bit of food." The lady took him in
the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and
ate until he couldn't eat any more. Then he thought to himself : John
3:16, boy, I sure don't understand it but it sure makes a hungry boy
full.

She took him upstairs to a bathroom to a huge bathtub filled with warm
water, and he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, he
thought to himself : John 3:16, I sure don't understand it but it sure
does make a dirty boy clean. You know, I've not had a real bath in my whole
life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of that big old
fire hydrant as they flushed it out. The lady came in and got him. She took
him to a room, tucked him into a big old feather bed, pulled the covers up
around his neck, kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. As he lay
in the darkness and looked out the window, at the snow coming down on that
cold night, he thought to himself : John 3:16, I don't understand it but
it sure makes a tired boy rested.

The next morning, the lady came back up and took him down again to that same
table full of food. After he ate, she took him down again to
that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fireplace and picked
up a big old Bible. She sat down in front of him and looked into his young
face. "Do you understand John 3:16?" she asked gently. He replied, "No
ma'am, I don't. The first time I ever heard it was last night
when the policeman told me to use it." She opened the Bible to John 3:16
and began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there, in front of that big
old fireplace, he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and
thought : John 3:16. I don't understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy
feel safe. You know, I have to confess I don't understand it either, how God
was willing to send His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do
such a thing. I don't understand the agony of the Father and every angel in
Heaven as they watched Jesus suffer and die. I don't understand the intense
love for ME that kept Jesus on the cross till the end. I don't understand
it, but it sure does make life worth living.

John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son,
that whosever believeth in Him should not perish, but have
everlasting life.

I do Love God. He is my source of
existence. He keeps me functioning each and every day.

OUR GOD IS GREAT!!!!!!!!

Nice one! keep it real

Sure! lol

If you need someone
to confide in,
you can come to me.

If you need someone
to advise you,
you can come to me.

If you need someone
to share with you,
you can come to me.

If you need someone,
who cares about you,
you can come to me.

If you need someone,
to support you,
you can come to me.

If you need someone,
to cry with,
you can come to me.

If you need someone,
to laugh with,
you can come to me.

If you need someone
to guide you,
you can come to me.

You can always
come to me,
because I love you,
and I'll always
be here for you
as a parent
and a friend.

i love you.