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 bubblesbabes
Joined: 12/1/2004
Msg: 226
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Confessions of the mind II

Confessions, obsessions and fixations are
All I’ve known. I need Optimism to claim me
As its own, right now I sit on the fence, I’m waiting
For this life I lead to commence.

An essence of anticipation, I hope
This new found presence waits and I hope
I am embraced with new challenges each day.

A pity, which I guess is all mine, that
He cannot be here to share my wine.
I guess I am used to serenity and alone
I always seem to dine.

It’s a different alone,
One that is filled with hope,
Hopeful for things brighter than day, the stillness
That calms the dismay.

I like where I seem to be going,
I never thought I would but I think I get the notion that I really should.
Although I am careful not to become a prude I think that
Fun, sometimes should be rude.

bubbles
 bubblesbabes
Joined: 12/1/2004
Msg: 227
optimism
Posted: 4/14/2005 1:22:13 PM
oh neo my love.. thanks for that..
love you
bubbles
 bubblesbabes
Joined: 12/1/2004
Msg: 228
Optimism Man
Posted: 4/14/2005 7:38:00 PM
oh wow, i know sometimes you do that to me too, but i guess its something that happens when great minds think alike...hehehe

thanks for this...

love you all the best
me
 CROSSFADE
Joined: 4/22/2005
Msg: 229
Long-Live
Posted: 5/20/2005 7:19:41 AM
Wow Bubbles... your writting just gets better and better.... missed it. Very good writes in here!!!
 Kayla _Marie86
Joined: 4/29/2005
Msg: 230
Confessions of the mind
Posted: 5/20/2005 7:32:13 AM
You make me laugh,
You make me cry.
But worst of all,
you make me lie.
I can't take the way
you restrain me,
or the way you act
so selfishly.
You make me cringe,
you make me smile.
You make me feel
like this isn't worthwhile.
You feel the need to do this,
I'll never know why.
There is one thing I do know.
No more makin me laugh
or makin me cry.
So on that note,
I'm saying goodbye!


Kayla Marie
 CROSSFADE
Joined: 4/22/2005
Msg: 232
Cool People
Posted: 6/4/2005 2:38:09 AM
Exactly!!!!

The VERY best time to write is when you have soooo much going on inside of you. Your mind and heart will amaze you at what you wind up "tossing out". This is an incredible thread, so its not like you havent written wonderful things.... keep it up Bubbles!!!
 americangentleman
Joined: 5/11/2005
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Posted: 6/7/2005 1:32:56 PM
I have a confession to tell you.
I am in love with someone,
And she is in love with me.

But she is to go away,
She is to go far, far away,
Marry someone who she does not know.
Her family does not know I am with her.
If they only knew.

What am I to do?
I stand before you,
Telling you my sorrow.

She bound to her country,
And binded to her family,
I can only watch.

Each day she grows sadder and sadder,
There is nothing I can do,
Only to tell her that I will love her always,
Nothing will change that.

She smiles but we both know the inevitable,
We know our fate with each other.

The day is approaching,
Only watch and do nothing is my punishment,
Why? Why must she suffer like this?
I can not bear it.
Only my words can ease her pain.
I love you is all I can say.
Hold her is all I can do.
But her family must not know our love,
It is forbidden.

Today I must let her go.
What happens from here, I do not know,
Sadness and pain are companions today.
There is nothing I can do but let her go.

We have parted.
She is gone.

Cursed I am,
This is my hell,
To live now is to live in agony,
To live now is to live in sorrow,
To live now is to live in pain,
To live now is to suffer for the rest of my days.
How I miss her so.

Forbidden love.
This is my confession.
 americangentleman
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Posted: 6/8/2005 10:19:34 AM
Thanks for the comments all!

The concept of it was from a friend of mine who was forced to marry. It was part of her culture, unfortunately, she did not want this but this was her families wish. Her boyfriend, was a living wreck unfortunately. He was good man both to her and everyone around him.

I had a similar situation happen to me but my ex cheated on me so that's the end of that story. Again, thanks for the comments!


AG
 americangentleman
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Posted: 6/9/2005 11:56:17 AM
I want to be 5 years old again,
I want to remember that when I had a booboo,
Mom's kiss would make the pain and booboo away.

I want to be 5 years old again,
I want to remember that cookies and milk was the way to have fun with mom and dad.

I want to be 5 years old again,
I want to go back to the time when mom and dad's hug was what made me feel safe.

I want to be 5 years old again,
I want to go back to the time when all I had to worry about was when dad was coming home.

I want to be 5 years old again,
I want to remember when life was simpler,
That a when your best friend was sad, a hug cured their sadness.

I want to be 5 years old again,
I want to go back to the times when sleeping with mom and dad kept the warm and safe.

I want to be 5 years old again. . . .
 americangentleman
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Posted: 6/11/2005 9:10:10 PM
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Welcome to my world,
To know who I am is to know what I do.
I have many enemies,
And no known friends.

I dwell in the skies above,
Thunder and lightening,
These are the sources of my power.
I am eternal.

Watching,
Safe guarding,
And defending Earth Realm from danger.

For a millilenia's time,
I have fought many battles,
Those on Earth do not this secret war I wage,
To protect their planet from evil.

Alone I must be,
To save this Realm,
Those are the rules spoken to me.

So as you go to sleep tonight,
Remember the battle for you I must fight,
Mortal Kombat. . . . .
These are my words. . .
These are the words of Raiden,
Lord of Thunder and Lightening.
 americangentleman
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Posted: 6/16/2005 10:21:14 AM
Power of words

Words, they can convey so many things.
Behind words is great power.

Words have great power. . .
The power to heal broken feelings in need of repair,
The power to comfort those in despair.

Words have great power. . .
Words of hope can plant a seed,
Words of faith can lift those in need.

Words have great power. . .
Words can provide calm for those in a hurry,
Words can provide company for those alone.

I never understood the power of words,
It was until my eyes were opened that I understood.

Always seeking to be wise,
I made my inquiry to my best friend,
To my needs and hers', we always attend.

Please I am troubled, explain to me the power of words!
As a good friend would do, she angrily said to me:

Away me, please always be!
I never liked thee!
Cursed you will always shall be.

Sadly, I went my way,
To say good bye to my best friend, I did not say,
How could I? My friend never liked me,
This I could not understand or see.

Before I could leave my friend's sight,
She in a great voice spoke:

Please my friend, do not leave.
If you were to ever leave, I would grieve,
As my brother you will always be,
And as my family, I will always see thee,
To the end, I will always be with you.

My heart became alive once again,
We hugged as if we were ten.

Softly she spoke to me,
Now. . .
You see the power of words. . .
 americangentleman
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Posted: 6/17/2005 11:47:01 AM
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Have you ever heard a song that is sad?
Have you ever heard a song that has no words?

Have you ever had a tune in your mind,
And you could never get it out of your head?

Have you ever had a tune in your mind,
That all that you thought was deep sadness?
And you wonder why does this song pain me?

I heard a song today.
It is not like no other.
It is so unique and I do not why!

This song, why does pain me so much?
Why does it not lift my spirit?
Why do I feel so low?

Why does this song bring a tear to my eye?
Why does this song bring sadness around me?

What crime have I done?
Why does this song haunt me like a million ghosts?
Why does this song feel like Hell on Earth?
I don't understand, please help me.

Why is this song feeling like a needle piercing my heart?
Do people with broken hearts suffer like this?
Why do I feel sadness?

Please hear my words, why?
 americangentleman
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Posted: 6/18/2005 11:24:55 PM
True love

Remember, true love is no guarantee.
Heed this warning upon thee.
Do you want to know if true love is?
Do you wish to put your love to the test?
Do this test,
And your heart at rest it shall not be.

Set your love free,
If it is meant to be,
Like a circle,
Than thy true love shall return to thee.

But if it is not meant to be,
Like not a circle,
Than true love shall not return to thee,
Alas you will know and your heart's rest be.
 americangentleman
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american gentleman
Posted: 6/21/2005 1:47:15 AM
You very welcome! The folks here on the forums have been great, and I'm sure they'll be the same with you.

Bon chance mon ami!(Good luck my friend!)

American Gentleman
 americangentleman
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Confessions of the mind
Posted: 6/21/2005 2:09:03 PM
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In the dark, you question your courage,
When you are alone, you question you strength.

In danger you question your bravery,
I know who you are.

You're afraid of the dark?
Are you not?

Are you not afraid of Death?
You are afraid of the unknown, right?

I know, I know exactly what you are afraid of.
It does not matter if you pray,
I am still going to be there.

You can not get rid of me,
You can travel to the other side of the Earth,
And every step that you take, I will be there alongside you.

Why do you avoid me?
Don't you know already?
I am there when your heart races,
I am there when you least expect me to be.

I give you goose bumps in the lone night,
I make you look back when you are alone,
I make your heart race, when no one is there,
I am the presence you feel when everyone has left.

No medicine can cure you of me,
Didn't your father and mother tell you?
Everyone knows who I am,
Children respect me, they know I exist,
Adults shun me, they pretend to not know me.

Little do they know, I am lurking behind them,
Telling them they are afraid and they listen.
They know the truth.

Everyone knows I am there.
Please, listen to reason,
Stop trying to run, you can not avoid me,
Please, do not run.

Embrace me,
Understand me.

Do this and you will live forever.
Conquer me you will never do,
But walk with me, you shall overcome me.

I am Fear.
 americangentleman
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Confessions of the mind
Posted: 6/29/2005 1:52:40 PM
Rain

At work today. . . .
The boss, mean as can be,
I do not know why,
May be it is a vendetta against hard working people.

I am in my office,
The view from my window is astonishing,
I can see half of the town,
Each day I can see the sun rise and set,
An aura of a sight,
But work is hectic,
It takes away from my joy of seeing the sun,
And its friends the clouds

Today the sun rose mightily from the horizon,
There is no other sight besides my wife and son,
Majestically the sun stands at noon,
Her friends, the clouds come,
They cover her view from my office.

Today, work has gotten to me,
Am I a weak person to allow this?
Why do I feel so small today?
Does my boss even care about me or his employees?
What is it about today?
If only. . . .

If only my mother was here,
She would give me soothing words of confidence,
But she is not, nor is my father.
Why does today stand out among the rest of bad days?

Out of my window, I see the clouded sky,
It is so beautiful to see, the hidden sun,
Trying to make its way out,
The clouds, cover the sun, there is no escape.

I notice in an instance,
The moment is silent and it begins,
The rain becomes alive, As if waiting in the fore shadows,
The birds in the trees become soaked,
The squirels in the bushes savor the moment to drink water.

The dry grass gets watered,
The lake and river near by is replinished,
People running to take cover from the rain,
As if the rain were the enemy.
But it is not.

It seems like an eternity,
The rain guzzles down from the sky,
I savor the moment,
It is now or never!

I leave my office building,
I go into the park near,
Suit, tie and shoes,
I spread my arms as if in a cross fashion,
The rain overcomes my dry cloths and body.
I am soaked from head to toe.

I close my eyes, and all I see is a glimpse of Heaven,
My worries are gone,
My anger at my job is diminished,
What happens to me it does not matter,
I feel reborn.

This moment I wish my wife and child were here,
To experience the joy I feel,
The rain.
 americangentleman
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Posted: 7/28/2005 6:11:28 AM
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Two strangers, Across the plains they see each other,
The sun is beginning to set,
Slowly she begins her descent into the horizon,
The nightly sky begins to show itself with stars,
The two strangers curiousity get the best them,
They come closer to each other.

The warrior woman is on her horse,
Her straight hair, And on the side of her brow are feathers,
She is covered with buffalo skin to keep her warm,
But looks as though she is queen,
The horse is regally tall, brown and muscular,
To those who see this horse are in awe of his stature.

The stranger man, He is tall, bearded and with brown eyes,
Upon head is a black cowboy hat,
Visibly one can see he is a person of the wild west,
His silver side arms shining heroically.
His horse is not as tall as the warrior woman,
But truly once ridden, the stranger man's horse is strong.

They both have reached a point where they can see each other's face,
The stranger man in a gesture of welcome, He waves hello,
He says "Hello, how are you?"
Not knowing his language, the warrior woman is confused,
She can not make his language, So in a gesture of welcome,
She offers him the peace pipe,
Together they sit across from one another,
She takes the peace pipe and inhales its fumes,
She hands the pipe to the stranger man,
He takes the peace pipe and inhales its fumes,

Utter silence beacons the moment,
Not knowing each other's language,
The stranger man gestures his stomach,
As if he is trying to tell her, He is hungry.
From his horse he brings a rabbit.
She understand now, He wants to eat,
He begins cooking ihs catch,
She goes back to her horse,
And she begins to cook her catch,

To one another, They are different,
But they both hunger the same,
They have two things thing common,
They hunger and in peace they meet. . .
. . .In peace they both hope for good things to come. . .
 americangentleman
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A little fun for today
Posted: 7/31/2005 9:58:12 PM
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I have a confession to tell you,
But first I need you to understand something,
I am going to do something that I scared to do,
But because I know you are good hearted,
Remember, I trust you with all my heart,
Please treat my heart well.

Remember the first day we met?
It was by a smile and chance,
Since that day we have been one,
Each time your bad,
I was there to make it good!

Remember the times we picked each up from disaster?
It was grace that allowed us kept us together,
Since the time we met, We have opened each others soul,
Each others own sentence we always finish.

As comrades we walk,
Together as one,
We have known sadness, break ups and tragedy,
But from the moment I met you,
A rainbow from afar I saw, It was sign,
That you were coming into my life and I into yours.

From the time we have known each other until now,
This much I will reveal,
My feelings for you have grown,
On my knees to you I will go,
My heart to you now I reveal,
My love to you is true,
From the moment I saw you.

Where we go from here,
I do not know,
Whether you feel the same or not,
It does not matter to me what happens,
What does matter is that I love thee,
What happens tomorrow or in ten years,
It does not matter to me.

To the highest mountain and deepest sea,
My love to you is what matters to me,
Nothing in the world matters to me now,
I open my soul and my heart,
Readily, I will give it to you,
If you accept, we will begin a relatioinshiop anew.

Today I am most vulnerable,
I leave my heart open to you,
Will you accept my love. . . .?
 americangentleman
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Posted: 8/9/2005 3:42:03 PM
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I have confession,
When I do brave and heroic things,
I am scared.

I am in love with someone,
I am not afraid to say it to the whole world,
But if I had to say the words to her,
I can not,
For I am scared.

For when it is my time to face my mortality,
I will stare Death eye to eye,
I will face it like all those who have come before me with courage,
But I will be scared.

When it is time for me to be a father,
I will rise up to the occasion and give as much love as I can
And I must raise my child to their potential,
I fear will once they are grown, I will lose them.
I am scared.

When it is time for me to be a husband,
I will cherish her always to death do us part,
But even in death, I will honor her memories,
Tell others of her and always remind our children of her love,
Death has a way of interrupting lives of people. . . .

. . .for this. . .I am afraid. . .
 Frrosty
Joined: 3/21/2004
Msg: 248
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Posted: 8/9/2005 10:18:31 PM
^ That's so beautiful.

(I swear , when I first said this which I did as soon as I finished reading it it sounded like "I AM SAM" would have said it too!!)


 dirtbiker18
Joined: 8/5/2005
Msg: 249
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Posted: 8/10/2005 9:20:13 AM
Roses are Red
Violets are blue
go grab a corona
and bring me back one to
 americangentleman
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Confessions of the mind
Posted: 8/18/2005 1:34:48 PM
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Today is a good day,
I spoke with the Lord today,
There was so much I had to say.

I spoke to the Lord of the things I have done,
The good and the bad,
I know he sad at the bad because it rained,
And the Angels in Heavens cried,
And I felt sorry, but I told the Lord I was sorry,

I know he was happy at the good because the sun shined,
The birds sang, and the flower bloomed with awe,
I felt peace happiness,

I know he was really happy,
I told the Lord I believe in Him,
I felt peace, I felt joy, I felt the Lord's grace.
I told the Lord I appreciate everything,
I am sorry for going astray,
It has been a while since I spoke words to the Lord.
And I know he misses me,
I felt jolt of joy when I said amen. . . .I believe. . .
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