Give me all of your secrets of beauty!
Dark as Night,Black as night
The night sky is shining!
The Sky is shining with sparking diamonds--
We are made of light;sparkling black as night
I want to shine
Vast night
The sky shines
I want my eyes to shine like the stars
Diamonds in the sky
Looking into the universe
All of her secrets a mystery
I want to be as beautiful as black
Night skys' shining
Endless nights' eyes
Stars shining, forever and endless
I want eyes that gleam
Sparkles of diamond; deep down
From the centre of time
God is everywhere,To me
Limitless beauty
Vast as night
The moon shining down
I sing a song to her
To all; to all, to all, to all
Shining down white
Forever here, forever after
In this time, forever
Forever, Forever, Forever
Mysterious beauty
Luminous moon
Shine your beauty onto me
Pour your white beauty over our souls
Everywhere/Forever
We will be together
Me and Him
His and mine
Forever
All of time
Shining Universe
You are beautiful
You are beautiful
Eyes shining stars
White Moon Face
Bathe me in your glow
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Darkness and light dream
Is life a dream?
When we wake up
In a scream
Or
When you see;
A place inside your self
Mysterious beauty; Queens and Castles
Darkest times in history; wet air
Dank with disease and fright
A royal Queen; a mystery
Dreams become reality
Houses rising from mountains;pools of blue desire
Is this heaven?
Have we arrived?
Is heaven everywhere; in between here and there
In our dreams; our nightmares
When we wake up in a scream
Three a.m. a place and not a time
Frightened awake by my mind;Tranquil peace, purest dreams
Here I am
Here I am free
Here I can see
This is heaven;our nightmares
Our dreams
Inside our heads, we live
Dare to dream; imagine being free
Dare to be free, in there where your darkest fears make silent screams
What could be, if we were evil inside?
A glimpse into things unseen
What happens in our darkest dreams?
Where are we, when we are inside a dream?
Outside our heavens, inside our dreams
The darkest places in our minds, dare to exist
In our dreams
Where we are free
Where heaven exists
Where light and darkness dream
This passage is based on dreams that I have had in the past, concerning my darkest nightmares(some other time), and also concerns dreams of a specific house rising out of a mountain top, that evokes feelings of pure happiness in myself.
I have woken up from the darkest nightmares, feeling that I touched the darkest parts of myself.
This poem also describes some of the feelings that I have, that I have existed in another time.
Also, thoughts of does heaven exist? Is it here? Up above? Or everywhere?
When we wake up
In a scream
Or
When you see;
A place inside your self
Mysterious beauty; Queens and Castles
Darkest times in history; wet air
Dank with disease and fright
A royal Queen; a mystery
Dreams become reality
Houses rising from mountains;pools of blue desire
Is this heaven?
Have we arrived?
Is heaven everywhere; in between here and there
In our dreams; our nightmares
When we wake up in a scream
Three a.m. a place and not a time
Frightened awake by my mind;Tranquil peace, purest dreams
Here I am
Here I am free
Here I can see
This is heaven;our nightmares
Our dreams
Inside our heads, we live
Dare to dream; imagine being free
Dare to be free, in there where your darkest fears make silent screams
What could be, if we were evil inside?
A glimpse into things unseen
What happens in our darkest dreams?
Where are we, when we are inside a dream?
Outside our heavens, inside our dreams
The darkest places in our minds, dare to exist
In our dreams
Where we are free
Where heaven exists
Where light and darkness dream
This passage is based on dreams that I have had in the past, concerning my darkest nightmares(some other time), and also concerns dreams of a specific house rising out of a mountain top, that evokes feelings of pure happiness in myself.
I have woken up from the darkest nightmares, feeling that I touched the darkest parts of myself.
This poem also describes some of the feelings that I have, that I have existed in another time.
Also, thoughts of does heaven exist? Is it here? Up above? Or everywhere?
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Beauty is everything
Can you hear the whispering wind through the leaves
Cotton Candy clouds;a clear pristine blue
What is beautiful?
Leaves flutter in the wind like paper
Fragile;their sound a rustling
If you listen you can hear
Beauty makes a sound when the leaves blow;
Silent beauty in breathtaking views
What is beauty?
Where does she come from
Inside of everything; mirrored onto what we can see
Is beauty fragile, or strong
Is she the great white Queen Moon
Vast in the sky; glowing white
Earth, the Universe, above,in between
Queen Woman;strength of a tree
Her leaves fragile, notes of whispers
We are all one thing
Cerulean pools of cotton candy dreams
What is beauty when she is everything
Cotton Candy clouds;a clear pristine blue
What is beautiful?
Leaves flutter in the wind like paper
Fragile;their sound a rustling
If you listen you can hear
Beauty makes a sound when the leaves blow;
Silent beauty in breathtaking views
What is beauty?
Where does she come from
Inside of everything; mirrored onto what we can see
Is beauty fragile, or strong
Is she the great white Queen Moon
Vast in the sky; glowing white
Earth, the Universe, above,in between
Queen Woman;strength of a tree
Her leaves fragile, notes of whispers
We are all one thing
Cerulean pools of cotton candy dreams
What is beauty when she is everything
Happenings
Does anybody want to hear a happy/sad story? This is my life, as of late. I have to say, in some ways it's been a little sad...but on the other hand; the sad events make me a little bit glad.
On May 5th I was fired from my job. I spent five years excelling. I gave them a sandwich to put on the menu(Veganini Panini). I gave them there crab cakes. I gave them my all. I was there, I was punctual. I was planning on leaving.
They have too much gossip, they have too much drama, which apparently overrides business practice.
In my opinion, they don't really know how to run a business.
It doesn't matter how it went down, it just did.
I lost/they lost when they lost me.
They lost when they lost sight of what makes a business successful.
I am going ( have already) moved on to " bigger" and " better " things, literally. They lost my faith, they lost my business and they lost my heart. I think my nine year old step son said it best, " I'm sorry Farra, I know how much you loved the Good Egg" Out of the mouth of a child the truth speaks. I did love the Good Egg. I have not lost faith in myself though. I know that I am an exceptional person, an exceptional worker and have contributed much over the years to them. So why was I treated no better than a scraping off the bottom of a tennis shoe? What is going on in AMERICA when hardworking, honest people are let go?
Thank you for the experience Good Egg, and Fuck you very much.
Onto the Happy.
I was already going through the interview process when I got fired.
The interview process at Ebay/Paypal.
When I say "bigger", I mean it
When I say " better " I mean it.
I wish that I wasn't treated like an expendable piece of trash.
But at least I have my drive, experience and back ground to push me UP
Instead of down
In my opinion, Ebay is lucky to have me, and I am lucky to have them.
On May 5th I was fired from my job. I spent five years excelling. I gave them a sandwich to put on the menu(Veganini Panini). I gave them there crab cakes. I gave them my all. I was there, I was punctual. I was planning on leaving.
They have too much gossip, they have too much drama, which apparently overrides business practice.
In my opinion, they don't really know how to run a business.
It doesn't matter how it went down, it just did.
I lost/they lost when they lost me.
They lost when they lost sight of what makes a business successful.
I am going ( have already) moved on to " bigger" and " better " things, literally. They lost my faith, they lost my business and they lost my heart. I think my nine year old step son said it best, " I'm sorry Farra, I know how much you loved the Good Egg" Out of the mouth of a child the truth speaks. I did love the Good Egg. I have not lost faith in myself though. I know that I am an exceptional person, an exceptional worker and have contributed much over the years to them. So why was I treated no better than a scraping off the bottom of a tennis shoe? What is going on in AMERICA when hardworking, honest people are let go?
Thank you for the experience Good Egg, and Fuck you very much.
Onto the Happy.
I was already going through the interview process when I got fired.
The interview process at Ebay/Paypal.
When I say "bigger", I mean it
When I say " better " I mean it.
I wish that I wasn't treated like an expendable piece of trash.
But at least I have my drive, experience and back ground to push me UP
Instead of down
In my opinion, Ebay is lucky to have me, and I am lucky to have them.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Love Complete
In myself I see me
When I looked
In him I saw myself
In his he was me
From the start
Love found itself
Itself it found
When it did look
When it did seek
Inside Love complete
Inside Love me
Me love him.
Him love me.
Simple Complete
Himself/Me
Me/Himself
Strangely alike
Alike
We know
Inside and Where
In himself
He sees me
Love reflected
Love stares back
In me
What we want
Both
Inside
The likeliness of each
Seen through
Each other's
Eyes
In our love
I am whole
Whole as One
Whole as Me
Whole as One
Whole is he
Within our love
Being each One
One Self
We are
We are We
In this Life
In this dream
In what each of us saw in Love
In what each of us saw in Each other
In this Love we are Free
We are each other
We are we
Making it True
Making it complete
When I looked
In him I saw myself
In his he was me
From the start
Love found itself
Itself it found
When it did look
When it did seek
Inside Love complete
Inside Love me
Me love him.
Him love me.
Simple Complete
Himself/Me
Me/Himself
Strangely alike
Alike
We know
Inside and Where
In himself
He sees me
Love reflected
Love stares back
In me
What we want
Both
Inside
The likeliness of each
Seen through
Each other's
Eyes
In our love
I am whole
Whole as One
Whole as Me
Whole as One
Whole is he
Within our love
Being each One
One Self
We are
We are We
In this Life
In this dream
In what each of us saw in Love
In what each of us saw in Each other
In this Love we are Free
We are each other
We are we
Making it True
Making it complete
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
WORLD
I have the whole world
In my hands
I have love
All I have ever given
Back to me
I return
Again and Again
Circles keep spinning
In turn
In infinity
In destiny's path
We sit
We wait
We dream
We love
We find what we put out
It seems
Character takes a turn
Beauty found in return
Inside and Out
Finding more
I find
Happens every moment
Choosing to be grateful
To be happy
To take back myself
The piece that was lost
To the one that I had given
I want her back
That me
Once upon a time
When she wasn't scared
Wasn't scared to love forever
I gave and I gave and I gave
Until there was only a shell
A vessel
To fill with light of sun
Of love
Of dreams fulfilled
All my emptiness is full
Is filled
My happy ending came
When my circle turned
Clicked
A story ended
A story began
One ending happened
Another began
Where I am
Who I love
My life is a vessel
I fill
With my soul
All the love I have
All the love I give
In my hands
I have love
All I have ever given
Back to me
I return
Again and Again
Circles keep spinning
In turn
In infinity
In destiny's path
We sit
We wait
We dream
We love
We find what we put out
It seems
Character takes a turn
Beauty found in return
Inside and Out
Finding more
I find
Happens every moment
Choosing to be grateful
To be happy
To take back myself
The piece that was lost
To the one that I had given
I want her back
That me
Once upon a time
When she wasn't scared
Wasn't scared to love forever
I gave and I gave and I gave
Until there was only a shell
A vessel
To fill with light of sun
Of love
Of dreams fulfilled
All my emptiness is full
Is filled
My happy ending came
When my circle turned
Clicked
A story ended
A story began
One ending happened
Another began
Where I am
Who I love
My life is a vessel
I fill
With my soul
All the love I have
All the love I give
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Dreams I see
In the World
Of my dreams
I walk along a path
From a different time
I see me, feel the ground beneath my feet
As real as Earth, is here
Here, and in Sleep
Feels the same sometimes, for me
On a path, in a House
Or in the sky
A sky as blue and as real
As the sky up above, what I call Here
Without any wings, the air carrying me, high above
My reality, is it real?
I have felt it, and I have seen
Are these memories?
Of another time, when I wasn't even me?
Another time, another place
A black hole of times, of place
They exist one inside of another
Inside
Of me, Who I am
Who am I ?
The question, inside of the dream
All that I know is inside of me
Of realities
That exist within one another
Me and Here, and Me and There
A house can be a maze, of rooms
Of time, of different places
One inside a little door, underneath
Another world, a layer
My dreams are as old as me
As I can remember dreaming
Or remembering a memory
This place I hold inside my mind, is as real to me
As can be
I may have been a Queen, I think
My memories in dreams, haunting me
When I think of what I was, what I am
What will come to be?
When I fly like a bird, no clouds around
No trees
Blue a vast space
I fly above, higher and higher I rise
I am a bird, I go with the wind
I fly in the Heaven of my dreams
Unseen to all but me
A place in my world, is all but here
Vividly I remember, each detail
Each feeling each moment, it seems
How it feels to remember, the time
The road, or the sky, or the houses
The feeling is real, of the time
The houses
In this time, in this scheme
Far away, another time
Castles haunt again and again
Winding hallways and mazes
In my mind they are real, as I revisit them
Again and again and again and again
Always different and always the same
Am I in a dream?
As time unravels, I can feel the dream
In my world awakened, unraveling
Unwinding in my reality, Here
A castle, beauty, eyes as blue as the sky
That I fly in high above the trees
In my dreams
Driving on a road, of dirt and rocks
Trees with leaves, colored with fall
Leaves on the ground, that had fallen
That fell
I let the road take me, I remember
The beauty, the drive
Of that day, when I dreamt it
Vague but clear, it changed my life
Yet, I was small
When I was there, when I took that drive
Why do I remember? Why?
Of my dreams
I walk along a path
From a different time
I see me, feel the ground beneath my feet
As real as Earth, is here
Here, and in Sleep
Feels the same sometimes, for me
On a path, in a House
Or in the sky
A sky as blue and as real
As the sky up above, what I call Here
Without any wings, the air carrying me, high above
My reality, is it real?
I have felt it, and I have seen
Are these memories?
Of another time, when I wasn't even me?
Another time, another place
A black hole of times, of place
They exist one inside of another
Inside
Of me, Who I am
Who am I ?
The question, inside of the dream
All that I know is inside of me
Of realities
That exist within one another
Me and Here, and Me and There
A house can be a maze, of rooms
Of time, of different places
One inside a little door, underneath
Another world, a layer
My dreams are as old as me
As I can remember dreaming
Or remembering a memory
This place I hold inside my mind, is as real to me
As can be
I may have been a Queen, I think
My memories in dreams, haunting me
When I think of what I was, what I am
What will come to be?
When I fly like a bird, no clouds around
No trees
Blue a vast space
I fly above, higher and higher I rise
I am a bird, I go with the wind
I fly in the Heaven of my dreams
Unseen to all but me
A place in my world, is all but here
Vividly I remember, each detail
Each feeling each moment, it seems
How it feels to remember, the time
The road, or the sky, or the houses
The feeling is real, of the time
The houses
In this time, in this scheme
Far away, another time
Castles haunt again and again
Winding hallways and mazes
In my mind they are real, as I revisit them
Again and again and again and again
Always different and always the same
Am I in a dream?
As time unravels, I can feel the dream
In my world awakened, unraveling
Unwinding in my reality, Here
A castle, beauty, eyes as blue as the sky
That I fly in high above the trees
In my dreams
Driving on a road, of dirt and rocks
Trees with leaves, colored with fall
Leaves on the ground, that had fallen
That fell
I let the road take me, I remember
The beauty, the drive
Of that day, when I dreamt it
Vague but clear, it changed my life
Yet, I was small
When I was there, when I took that drive
Why do I remember? Why?
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