Annael

Yeah, I'm temping as a receptionist and I'm bored...forgive me if you can't really follow this...I was interrupted by everyone and everything around me. Wilting Flowers I sit here in my own little world Wondering if people see things That only others think are real. The lights shinning off the glass The radio playing it's magic And the laughter out of the offices around me. I wait with baited breath For the next ring For the chance to say "Good afternoon..." I hope that there is more to life Then these things around me For if not, it is sad The hum of the city Moving as fast as it can With people who have ceased to care I glance around, my eyes finally open To see the world as if for the first time A world of wilting flowers.

Reality? Simple, it's something to make us think about who we are, what our values are and if we are strong enough to uphold our believes in a world that doesn't make time for beliefs or values. Erm...I just confused myself...I hope that someone else kinda understands what I was trying to say... *thinks she needs to cut back on the coffee...it's muddling things in her head*

Like Gyr, this poem reminds me something, infact, it's the movie Dracula 2000. In it Dracula is actually Judas, hence the hatred of silver. His curse, to live forever for betraying the life of his god... I like the poem, a lot of imagery, well written. And enjoyable read.

hmm...do the elves come in the night and finish other things too? I've got this half painted picture.... Well done, I enjoyed all of the poems.

Hmm...it's been awhile since I've written something, but what the heck...let's see if I still remember how. The Game People ask what we do and all they get as a reply is The Game. They ask us what is it all we do is smile and say The Game But for those that need a more indepth explanation here is The Game Its the touch of a hand The tilt of the lips The look in the eyes The sound of a voice Its the anticipation of the next meeting The dreams that haunt you at night The sorrow that you feel when it all ends If we had to give a name To this Game that we play It would be love.

hmm...not very good, but wanted to put it down. you ask me where things went wrong and all I do is smile there is nothing that you could have done it's been like this for awhile one gets tired of constant pain and they decide to move on I guess it's just my time has come even though it took awhile. a new joy has entered my life and my heart leaps in bounds cause when I am with him time fades for just awhile though distance seperates him and I his words and laughter let me know that his heart holds me dear even if for just awhile but my friends tell me in joy that this one is true and that the time I think is short will last forever, and not for just awhile.

I hear what you're saying, I know what you mean. Sometimes things aren't as simple as they seem. But in the end the choice is made and things can only get better. I'm adding this to my collection.

At times it seems as though I'm dreaming that this endless hell will go away upon the dawning of the morn. But then I realise that this is not a dream that I am living in this hell this world of hate and lies. I love you three simple words said to please but the meaning behind them escape when you're in another women's arms. Marry me a question asked in hope all your dreams presented in one moment that I have no choice but to crush. My child it was lost in a moment of disbelief the little life you loved so much and I cannot take away your pain. Papa, a man of great wisdom and courage always there to offer you love waiting for you at the final judgement. The sirens that played when that car sped away you lying broken on the pavement a prayer on your lips. 5 different people 5 different hells all pressed on me to help. Who will help me overcome my hell?

I drive that winding trail the night music singing to me telling me not to go there that this is not what is right. But I continue on, regardless of what the stars are saying the moon watching me sadness in his eyes. The road turns and twists like the thoughts in my head what will happen? who will care? Then I see my destination and I slow my car to a stop getting out and walking along the night music getting louder. You know what will happen it says to me and you know who will care it reminds me. Yet I keep on going not heeding what it says and the stars dim their twinkling lights the moon hides in sadness. As I take the final step the wind rushing through my hair, the water singing it's greeting to me I finally realise that I'm not ready for... The End Edited by: Annael at: 4/7/02 12:08:48 pm

hey, what happened to Mayo?? Mayo is a fine fighter, I mean, you can't leave out the Mighty Mayo! LoL. Well done, I enjoyed it greatly.

awww, thanks guys

A sigh and a gentle tear that's all that's left my sad heart fears. A smile and a soft caresse as you see me in that sinful dress. A kiss and a whispered plea as we dance where you hold me. A dream when you asked me to be with you and love was all I could see. A laugh and I quickly left work to return to you where I stood and my heart broke. A vision one never wants to see you with another person other then me. A sigh.... and that's all that's left....

I look in the mirror and don't recognize my own face the pain and despair of the past year have taken their toll. I'm tired all the time my eyes no longer sparkle my face has lost all colour and my hair is dull and lifeless. I don't know how to continue on I hear all the troubles of the world and those of my friends and I take them into myself. But then something happens and I smile. Then those around me start to smile as well. Sunshine is what they say and what they call me so my job has now become to fill others with Sunshine. But sometimes I find it so hard to be the Sunshine for others when all I feel is pain and no light at all. Sunshine is what I must be so I hide who I am and what I feel to be the Sunshine to you. Smile, and make it worthwhile.

Have you ever had one of those days When things go right for oh so long Then just out of the blue the go wrong? Have you ever had one of those days When you feel like you own the world And then you find out that you're merly 1 in a billion. Have you ever had one of those days When the person you love looks at you And you think you see love back, to realise that it was only the light reflecting. Have you ever had one of those days That you wish would just end Yet it goes on forever? Today is one of those days...and I can't stop it.

*shivers and wipes away a tear*

I sit across from you and listen to you talk about her what you had together and what you hope will be again. I sit across from you and try to tell you what you should do what might get her back in your life again. I sit across from you hiding what I truly feel for I don't want to risk hurting you more then she has. I sit across from you as you pour your heart out unable to say forget her she isn't what you need. I sit across from you smoking my cigarettes and drinking my coffee trying not to cry. I sit across from you and help you plan on how to get her back the whole time hiding that I love you.

well written...I got goosebumps.

all this freestylin' is reminding me of highschool Hehehe...the only white girl at a table full of thugs, beating them at their own game Hehehe...fun times. Well done guys. Edited by: Annael at: 3/18/02 4:37:25 pm

sorry...yeah, even more from me. I guess I was hit with inspiration, not all of it good sorry, but what better way then to write it down and get feedback on it? In a land not so far away Yet way out of reach There is a simple child With a simple life In a not so simple world. The simple child With a simple life Plays with simple friends In the simple streets With simple sticks and stones In a land not so far away Yet way out of reach There is a simple child with a simple life In a not so simple world The simple child Plays with grown-up children In their grown-up streets With their grown-up guns In a land not so far away For every simple child born Five simple children die In a land not so far away No one is to blame for these deaths But us In a land not so far away Yet way out of reach That simple child With the simple life In a not so simple world Is you.

No matter where I go I can still see your face I would apologise But no difference it would make No more pain you will bring Yet your laugh has been silenced Will you ever be able To forgive me? I feel no guilt for what I did Nor will I ever Except when I miss Your touch Why didn't you listen When I told you to stop It would not have come down To this End. But worst of all It was me Who pulled The Trigger.

You gave yourself To me unconditionally Love and hate Came hand and hand You lied You lied You lied Forever After It hit so hard And cut so deep I thought I'd bleed To death You laughed You laughed You laughed Forever After Now I'm back Where you can see me Like what you see? Miss me yet? You lied You laughed Now I'm the one laughing Forever After

We walk the narrow path In hope to see true glory Yet we know the dream won't last Cause it's the same damn old story Live it up Live it down Beat it up Beat it Back Cause we don't care We don't care This world is so dark The story so full of glume The death is so freakin' stark Can't help but feel the doom Live it up Live it down Beat it up Beat it back Cause we don't care We don't care

I'm Tired of all the games that are played of the abuse my heart takes of never knowing what is real of never being loved for me I'm Tired of the ridicule of the constant bickering of being made to feel useless of the feeling that there's nothing left I'm Tired of never knowing what people want of me of the constant expections never explained of the despair that fills me of the feeling of being trapped I'm Tired of being me

*flutters her wings and floats down gently to the earth and clears her throat* I know I havent' been around much, but I'm trying to polish this darn tarnished halo! *sigh* nothing is working though...I don't mind the black wings too much, but the tarnished halo, this I can't live with! *yawns, brings her wings forward to cover herself, and lays down on the bed of black feathers* someone wake me if they know how to make my halo bright and shiny again....

“My dear, I really must insist that you see the man. I don’t know what good it will do since you’ve taken the vow of silence, but he says that he will not leave until he talks to you. Don’t worry, I’m sure that no harm will come to you.” Little did the Mother Superior know that the meeting between the young novice and the warrior would change all of their lives. This is the story about a girl who loses her identity because of her warrior father and gains it back by her warrior lover. But before the story begins, I must introduce myself. My name is Silence. I am a cat. Not your average everyday house cat, or one that you would find on a farm, but a panther, mountain lion, puma, panther. No matter what you call me, I am an unusual animal to be found in the company of humans. I guess the story begins with how I met my young nun, or I should say, how I saved her. You see, one day I was calmly hunting for my dinner. In fact, I had a nice plump little rabbit right in my sights, ready to be pounced on when I heard a frightened cry. Well, being the helpful kitty that I am, I decided to see what was happening. When I entered a nearby clearing, a saw a young lady being stalked by a different kind of hunter. A man to be exact. Now, let me tell you about my little nun. She is the most unusual female that I have ever seen, and trust me, I’ve seen a few. She has waist length black hair. But it isn’t exactly black, it’s more of a blue color. Well, her hair almost matches my coat. Almost. And her eyes! They’re gold…just like mine! If I didn’t know better, I’d say that she was a changeling. Very beautiful in a panther, but even more effective in a human. Anyways, as I was saying, a man was approaching her and lets just say that he wasn’t intending on dancing. So, as my little nun cried out for help again, I decided to show myself. Hehehe...I can still see the way that stupid human male yelled like a little girl and ran away when he saw me. Well, by this time my little nun was on the ground crying. So, I walked over and licked her, just like little kitty’s are supposed to do. When she looked up, her golden eyes met mine and we bonded. It’s as simple as that. I’ve been with her ever since. Be gentle please email is annaelsmagic@rogers.com Edited by: Annael at: 1/31/02 8:24:22 pm