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Saturday, July 31, 2010

Struggles of the Blind

Intolerance for the ignorance of others, Long roads underground, sailed ships, being chained to an eternity of less bliss and misguided freedoms. The future we are never bound to see. The toll we are left to pay, for those who suffered. A day of overwhelming joy, for those that suffered. We are... Sign in to see full entry.

Sympathy

This poem I like because it gives a vision of nature. Great symbolism. Sympathy, runs along a river, That streams sorrow. Endless banks, That borders our desire to be perfect. Pain embedded deep under the waterway, Where drops of tears lay amongst the unforgotten worries. Sympathy, for those who see... Sign in to see full entry.

A Perfect Excursion

I never thought it would hit like a ton of bricks. I thought I was alive until. I was caught, I made it hard on my parents, and myself. All this time I catered to my friends, like they were my fix. Drove it, fed it, I even gave them a place to stay. I just wanted to be liked, I wasn't being me.... Sign in to see full entry.

A Child

A Child baring arms, opening up to the world around. Toying with feelings, is how the child learns to cope. A chld looking for responsibility, failure to subside it, tryign to escape but can't hide from it. Thinking of a destination, not knowing when to arrive. A child embraced with its mothers... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Never letting go

I wrote this in hopes it will be a song someday. I try to write all kinds of different stuff. I try to have a variety. So this attempt at a song is the first for me. Hanging on to everything, no sense of stability. reaching for the answers, but never letting go, never letting go. slipping the closer... Sign in to see full entry.

what grandpas are for

when i cry, he makes me smile. life is full if trial and error. and who is to say that he'll be there forever. when i hurt, he worries and scurries. like the moment mom gave birth to me. i have lots to learn from grandpa. so ive got to make every minute count. 1-2-3- he's won my heart. when i laugh,... Sign in to see full entry.

To my sister Tanya Jacobs

I've been dreaming of this day, when you will feel the void. indeniably, your shadow will never cross my path. You left with no promise to return, destroying what we had. i pitty the possibility that you would eventually care about yourself, about your children, about your family. I gave up on... Sign in to see full entry.

happiness

i once thought i had to find love to be happy, but now i know i'll still exist. i once thought i had to have it all or i'd fail, but now i know i got just what i needm and i'm just fine. i once thought i had to please others more and leave myself for last, but now i know that's all a part of my... Sign in to see full entry.

buried treasure

buried treasure is hard to crack open, once you do, dust it off, its good as new. when you take the time, it's worth the effort. lost amongst the forgotten, determined that someone will stumble upon it. but instead pass by it. many years spent locked up and tattered. and still has value. value that... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

communicate

Whether you are the master manipulator the liar of all liars or the mediator. The negotiator or the silent swayer. The screamer, the pleaser. To the point, or beating around the bush. Shush! Don't shush me! The know-alls or know-nothings. Who cares, why don't you care? There are always two sides to... Sign in to see full entry.

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