Labels: me and my life, Ramblings

Labels: Content, Heart, me and my life, Ramblings

Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
This bird of dawning singeth all night long;
And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,
The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.

Hamlet, Act I, Scene I [Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes]

To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.

Hamlet, Act III, Scene I [To be, or not to be]

Labels: Shakespeare

as i watch u slowly disappear
i remember u with a tear
the first time i cry in many a year
hoping you were here
i wish i could talk but fate stole my voice
i wish i had a choice

as the music plays my heart slowly shatters 
in my room i watch my blood splatter
as i stand alone surrounded by my own sadness
i watch as u disappear from my life
i no longer have a life
as i live in a world without you 
i slowly fall to pieces 
and fade into a book that has long since been read......................

Labels: Poem, The Sickening Silnce

My love,
is like a candle light..
Melting slowly,
day n night..

Sometimes dim,
sometimes bright..
Wind oppressing,
must win the fight..

She held the candle,
with great care..
I got a person,
my light to share..

But she blew it off,
just in a sight..
My love,
is like a candle light......

Labels: Poem, Romeo

Late at night when I can’t sleep,
I like to close my eyes and make believe.
I pretend to `be free.
Free of anxiety,
Free of fears.
Free of hurt,
Free of tears.
No more judgment,
No more blame.
No more aches,
No more pain.
Free of pressure,
Free of shame.
Gone with ridicule,
Gone with confusion.
Gone with doubt.
Rid of mistrust,
Rid of lust, instead of love.
When I can’t sleep at night,
I love to close my eyes and make believe.
I make believe I’m free,
And hope one day I will be.

Labels: Poem, Tessa

Here i stand, a broken man 

nowhere to turn to, not even and empty hand,

no one could ever understand,

how ruthless,cold,or vile I've been,

I've fought my whole life,

I've dealt with the cold edge of a dull bladed knife,

but nothing could ever hurt me worst,

than your cold hearted words,

coming from the one i love so dearly,

why didn't you believe me now you see me,

i wanted us to last to grow old and watch the sunset,

but go on join in with the rest,

cheat lie steal threat,

I'm better off left for dead.

Labels: Poem

Labels: me and my life, Ramblings

Labels: Content, Heart, me and my life, Ramblings

Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes
Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,
This bird of dawning singeth all night long;
And then, they say, no spirit dare stir abroad,
The nights are wholesome, then no planets strike,
No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm,
So hallow'd and so gracious is the time.

Hamlet, Act I, Scene I [Some say that ever 'gainst that season comes]

To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.

Hamlet, Act III, Scene I [To be, or not to be]

Labels: Shakespeare

as i watch u slowly disappear
i remember u with a tear
the first time i cry in many a year
hoping you were here
i wish i could talk but fate stole my voice
i wish i had a choice

as the music plays my heart slowly shatters 
in my room i watch my blood splatter
as i stand alone surrounded by my own sadness
i watch as u disappear from my life
i no longer have a life
as i live in a world without you 
i slowly fall to pieces 
and fade into a book that has long since been read......................

Labels: Poem, The Sickening Silnce

My love,
is like a candle light..
Melting slowly,
day n night..

Sometimes dim,
sometimes bright..
Wind oppressing,
must win the fight..

She held the candle,
with great care..
I got a person,
my light to share..

But she blew it off,
just in a sight..
My love,
is like a candle light......

Labels: Poem, Romeo

Late at night when I can’t sleep,
I like to close my eyes and make believe.
I pretend to `be free.
Free of anxiety,
Free of fears.
Free of hurt,
Free of tears.
No more judgment,
No more blame.
No more aches,
No more pain.
Free of pressure,
Free of shame.
Gone with ridicule,
Gone with confusion.
Gone with doubt.
Rid of mistrust,
Rid of lust, instead of love.
When I can’t sleep at night,
I love to close my eyes and make believe.
I make believe I’m free,
And hope one day I will be.

Labels: Poem, Tessa

Here i stand, a broken man 

nowhere to turn to, not even and empty hand,

no one could ever understand,

how ruthless,cold,or vile I've been,

I've fought my whole life,

I've dealt with the cold edge of a dull bladed knife,

but nothing could ever hurt me worst,

than your cold hearted words,

coming from the one i love so dearly,

why didn't you believe me now you see me,

i wanted us to last to grow old and watch the sunset,

but go on join in with the rest,

cheat lie steal threat,

I'm better off left for dead.

Labels: Poem