Why
Why ask.
Why wonder.
Why try to feel
What will not be.
Hold on.
Hold Tight.
Hold the memories
And let them linger.
Be happy
Be content
Be in the now
of your life.
Cherish this
Cherish me
Cherish the words
that pass between.
Why ask
Why wonder
Why not just accept
This is all I can be.
02-28-2010
ArizonaPlay commented on Why
07-28-2009
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Life as it is | 1 | 02/17/2012 |
| Ghost | 2 | 08/25/2011 |
| Oh God! | 2 | 01/25/2011 |
| What Can I say? | 3 | 01/23/2011 |
| Revenge | 5 | 11/29/2010 |
| Mmmmm | 7 | 08/10/2010 |
| I am the duck | 4 | 08/10/2010 |
| Broken | 5 | 07/26/2010 |
| Not Without MyLove | 2 | 07/02/2010 |
| Before I Close My Eyes | 1 | 07/02/2010 |
| Harsh reality | 1 | 07/02/2010 |
| Why I hate you | 5 | 09/29/2009 |
| Your friend | 2 | 08/31/2009 |
| Kiss Off! | 1 | 07/29/2009 |
| Within | 4 | 07/29/2009 |
| Family? | 1 | 07/29/2009 |
| Why | 2 | 07/28/2009 |
| Burden | 1 | 07/28/2009 |
| Contemplating possibilities | 2 | 07/28/2009 |
| Loss of Desire | 2 | 07/28/2009 |
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