I cry out
no one listens.
I give more,
No one is satisfied.
Life is but a chance
dreams are only dreams
reality....is real
and dampens all
we hope to be.
kittypaws....feeling sad.
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I cry out
no one listens.
I give more,
No one is satisfied.
Life is but a chance
dreams are only dreams
reality....is real
and dampens all
we hope to be.
kittypaws....feeling sad.
Apparently so... Well cheer up, in a hundred years who'll care? ;) Not a bad little poem this, kitty. Nice to see you are still about.
Live and be well - H
Aw Kitty. I'm sorry that you're sad but I'm also glad you're posting too. Sounds like you're giving more than you have.
The second stanza reminded me of what I used to do when I couldn't get my teenage daughter out of bed for school. The wet flannel. Reality over dreams each time! Gosh she hated me when I resorted to that! She still loves me though and there are no limits to dreams Kitty...
hugs to you.
Cheer up Kitty! :)
Sounds like you need a hobby to take your mind off the all-over-the-place wavelengths of everybody else. Just write more about what actually interests you perhaps? That way you only have to suffer the compliments :)
As surely as day follows night, things will change. Believe!
:)
We hear you kittypaws !
4kittypaws
Your sadness brings me pause
Like a stone is satisfaction
Seek joy in every moment; for
with joy you may bask in the light
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Delta....I am always happy to hear from you...thank you for taking the time to read and reply....don't worry I am very resistance lance. (Is that a word???:blush:)
Yes, I will keep posting as long as you promise not to give your daughter the wet flannel! OMG! That had to be a horrible...but then again when the bell rings we have to get up and go to it!
I am sure she loves you....
thanks,
kittypaws
Honestly, I don't need any more hobbies then what I have...I planted my spring garden crop of spinach, lettuce (a variety of mixes) beets and carrots for Zeus!
I already had to cut my lawn grass and it needs it again!!! Busy Bee here with more then enuf....but I love to be in the gardens!
and I luv Spring~here is a picture I took just the other day.
Perhaps someone would like to write about the beauty and innocence of it?
http://i801.photobucket.com/albums/y...som3-22-12.jpg
I liked your poem. It had a rhythm that matched the mood.
its okay to be sad sometimes.