Thursday, November 3, 2011

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Self Righteous Pedestal


Here I stand before you
Searching for answers
To questions I cannot perceive
Trying earnestly to comprehend
The bitterness in your heart
The absence of humility in your soul
How you amuse yourself
Believing that disingenuous
Acts of goodness
Will somehow prevent the world
From seeing you for who you truly are
Why you work so diligently
To hold others back
To set up obstacles and landmines
Only to make yourself feel better
For only a soul that can never be trusted
Will find it impossible to trust another
Why should I swim against the currents
To satisfy your illusions of peace
Watching you abuse
Your miniscule authority
Lie, cheat, and deceive
Yet stand on your self righteous pedestal
As the self appointed keeper of this castle
Here I stand before you
Free of all the bitterness that consumes you
Free of all the pettiness that inspires you
And ultimately, free of all the poison
That will one day come back to destroy you


Create Date: Thursday, December 25, 2008

Mustafa Marconi

Friday, October 14, 2011

The perfect friend...

THE PERFECT FRIEND

Today I found a friend
who knew everything I felt.
She knew my weakness
and the problems I've been dealt.

She understood my wonders
and listened to my dreams,
She listened to how I felt about life and love
and knew what it all means.

Not once did she interrupt me
or tell me I was wrong
She understood what I was going through
and promised she'd stay long.

I reached out to this friend,
to show her that I care
to pull her close and let her know
how much I need her there.

I went to hold her hand
to pull her a bit nearer
and I realized this perfect friend I found
was nothing but a mirror.
© Shannen Wrass

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Foolish friendship...

Foolish Friendship

© Carmen Harlan
Today I stopped trying to be 'someone' for somebody who never thought of me as anyone appreciated and important to them.

Inside I know the space I had for them is now crushed and broken..

Let the facts be out in the open and the truth be spoken...

In time it will be for the best...although I feel an emptiness...knowing what I considered worthwhile..proved shallow and unreal.

I've learned sometimes emotions seem clearer than perception..and eventually can lead to a heartbreaking revelation that someone cherished proves that their friendship was in fact deception.

I cry tears of realization that once again I believed the lies that were in disguise and covered up...

Honesty was masked with coy flattery. Why was I so darn naive?

I can and will move on...but I won't forget I was forgot and actually believed a lie. Not a lie out of the mouth...but of the heart.

That piece of friendship is now many torn apart....

I mustn't be sorry for the encouragement and love I shared...because I know what I offered was itself a dare. A dare to let someone be a part of me...who didn't find a reason to care.

Moments like these are rare... moments that I feel what I felt to be 'nothing' now and bare.

Thanks for the lesson learned...and always remembered. You were a 'lucky' someone who successfully got a part of the best of me. Now I'll throw away the scattered and useless pieces and leave you be.


Source: Foolish Friendship - Loved And Lost, Lost Friend Poem http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/foolish-friendship--loved-and-lost#ixzz1ZvjR91AU
Family Friend Poems

Sunday, September 4, 2011

A smile costs nothing, but gives much-
It takes but a moment, but the memory of it usually lasts forever.
None are so rich that can get along without it-
And none are so poor but that can be made rich by it.


It enriches those who receive, without making poor those who give-
It creates sunshine in the home,
Fosters good will in business,
And is the best antidote for trouble-
And yet it cannot be begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is of no value
Unless it is given away.


Some people are too busy to give you a smile-
Give them one of yours-
For the good Lord knows that no one needs a smile so badly
As he or she who has no more smiles left to give.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Karma.

Whatever you give away today
Or think or say or do
Will multiply about tenfold
And then return to you.

It may not come immediately
Nor from the obvious source,
But the LAW applies unfailingly
Through some invisible force.

Whatever you feel about another,
Be it love or hate or passion,
Will surely bounce right back to you
In some clear or secret fashion.

If you speak about some person,
A word of praise or two,
Soon tons of other people
Will speak kind words to you.

Our thoughts are broadcasts of the soul,
Not secrets of the brain.
Kind ones bring us happiness,
Petty ones, untold pain.

Giving works as surely as
Reflections in a mirror.
If hate you send, hate you'll get back,
But loving brings love nearer.

Remember, as you start this day,
And duty crowds your mind,
That kindness comes so quickly back,
To those who first are kind!

Let that thought and this one
Direct you through each day....
The only things we ever keep
Are the things we give away!

Monday, August 15, 2011

H.I.

Too many years of your guilt and your games
Finally, freedom from your put downs and blame
Relief rises up, wings spreading, flying far
Leaving you; taking back my shattered heart

Rising into sunshine; finally breaking free
Taking deep, clean breaths; it’s okay to be me
Your sick games and lies will haunt me no more
Left your shackles behind, walked out your door

To stay sane and relevant in spite of you
Kept running away; years of fighting for truth
Your narcissistic insanity ruled all my thoughts
Seems all I am to you…is everything I’m not

I never lived up to your expectations or dreams
There simply was no way I could please the queen
I was your punching bag; a scapegoat to abuse
I know now that who you really hate…is you

God gave me pity for you, showed me the truth
To feel good you have to crush those around you
You have to elevate yourself because you’re weak
Still, I’m disgusted by you; by the havoc you wreak

Nothing will ever satisfy the monster inside you
I’m SO over your drama and trauma; yes, I am through
I’m done being your source of narcissistic supply
It’s over, I’m gone; good riddance, good-bye