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Poems--Number FourSanctuaryPoems--Number Four
I often feel a need in me to leave the noise and strife, And find a place of solitude mid ways of country life.
A place of quiet peacefulness where life is more serene, A sanctuary for my soul where trees and hills are green.
I'd like to seek a shady glen next to a singing stream, Where I can lay my cares aside to pray, reflect, and dream.
A place where nature reigns supreme, and birdsong fills the air, With melodies so beautiful, and no distractions there.
I need communion with the hills, with beauty that I love; For there I find a
by ~ChikaKimiko
Poems--Number ThreeBlessed Are TheyPoems--Number Three
Our days are like raindrops on time's window pane, each trickles away and will not come again; but blessed are they whose goodness shines through and changes the raindrops to diamonds of dew!
Our years are like leaves that float to the ground in colours of emerald and amber and brown; and blessed are they whose "leaves", as they fall, form a blanket of beauty that comforts us all!
Our lives are like clouds that swiftly sail by and are gone in a moment from Eternity's sky; but blessed are they who turn grey clouds to white, whos
by ~ChikaKimiko
Poems--Number TwoThe Power Of A PrayerPoems--Number Two
The power of a prayer cannot be measured, 'Tis just a feeling to be treasured, Its power shows in many ways As we offer God our heart-felt praise.
A prayer is a feeling deep inside, A plea to God, our paths to guide. We pray that He be always there For all His children, everywhere.
The power of a prayer though not in sight; Is it there through day and dark of night? It gives one strength where there was none, To prove God's work is never done.
At times, dear Lord, I would ask of Thee To grant to me one s
by ~ChikaKimiko
Poems--Number OneSummer DaysPoems--Number One
How beautiful are Summer days On city streets or country ways, With golden sun and skies of blue- A bit of magic shining through, So glorious--so wondrous fair With miracles just everywhere.
Each Summer day is so alive With bees now buzzing in their hive, The butterflies and birds on wing And nature's happening, Perhaps a shower cool and sweet As afternoon and evening meet.
Dearest season of them all- Just after Spring--before the Fall, So much beauty does she lend, A wonderful and treasured friend,...
by ~ChikaKimiko
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- Current Residence: UTSA
- Interests: Reading manga, Studying languages
- Favourite genre of music: All
- MP3 player of choice: iPod Touch
- Favourite game: DDR (all)
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2 (?)
- Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny, Marvin the Martian
- Personal Quote: "Love is giving someone the ability to destroy you, but trusting them not to."
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That would be the French. Inventors of Mayonnaise, you know.
Great poetry~
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✿Jen✿
Yup yup!! I prefer them the best, though I'm not opposed to reading others, but bias I am, for writing with rhyme.
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✿Jen✿
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The thing about revenge is that it takes a well and truly pissed woman to get it right.
I am never as funny as something you can think up with your friends and family. And that is the truth. Save your money and fart. (Maria Bamford)
How're you doing?! I miss you sooooo much!!!! <3
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The thing about revenge is that it takes a well and truly pissed woman to get it right.
I am never as funny as something you can think up with your friends and family. And that is the truth. Save your money and fart. (Maria Bamford)
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That would be the French. Inventors of Mayonnaise, you know.
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