Curly Posted April 5, 2004 You delude yourself as many have done before you, Believing the fictitious and doubting the truth, How queer it is when to be free is to be restricted But when restriction is the thing we live for And freedom is the very thing we die for Then to be free is to not exist at all! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Tuujiye Posted April 6, 2004 THIS POEM IS CALLED (I WANT) I WANT 2 LUV U BUT I NEED 2B LIKED BY U I WANT 2 TOUCH U BUT I NEED 2B TEASED BY U I WANT 2 KISS U BUT I NEED 2B KRASED BY U I WANT 2 ENVY U BUT I NEED 2B ENCOURAGED BY U I WANT 2 CHERISH U BUT I NEED 2B CHANLLENGED BY U I WANT 2 MOVE U BUT I NEES 2B MOTIVATED BY U THIS POEMS STANDS SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART..... I WROTE IT FEW YEARS BACK ...... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Faheema. Posted April 13, 2004 dawoco Thanks dearest, Who knows we might have crossed each others paths already I'm liking this flotery between you and Jamaal, keep them following Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Grad Student Posted June 6, 2004 Aha! rarely we do or done unto Oh! asked in havenly voice, That who I wished for death, For sacrifice if, how to undo Enlighten, touch no harm, as If Envision that may pop warped eyeing miracles' sight unabated Relax as stones sit in kidney. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites