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• starblue

  22 Jun 08, 22:41

  轮廓

   

  你离开那一刻什么都没说

  那么毫�犹豫地擦肩而过

  忘了最�的承诺　�一辈�爱我

   

  我总是�过泪水看你模糊的轮廓

  我总需说�自己真的没有爱错

  难�是我�得�够

  所以你总是什么�由都�说

  潇洒的说走就走

   

  我总是在等待你何时回�中度过

  我总需承担你�负责任的�果

  难�真的必须放手

  我的心�能真正得到解脱

  �止无谓的等候

  忘了你那模糊的轮廓

   

  你该学会把�　现在还爱�你的我

  �知哪天我真的�走

  你能�承�　明天��有我

• starblue

  25 Jun 08, 22:14

  你懂的   我们并ä¸�适å�ˆ

  ���勉强了

  我们之间的差��天地之隔

  �是努力就�以跨越的

   

  你说的   你也开始累了

  是时候放弃了

  ��在执著说你�爱我��

  爱得这么苦根本�值得

   

  你哭了   因为我放弃了

  我�想爱你了

  ��在一起我们�会幸�的

  从此以�我们�走�的

   

  你错了   我没有èˆ�ä¸�å¾—

  也没有�快�

  你看到的泪水其实�是真的

  我没有心痛到无法负�

   

  你追ç�€   紧紧把我抱ç�€

  让我离�开了

  仿佛失去我你就�能呼�了

  你的爱竟然会那么深刻

   

  我笑ç�€   我å�ˆæœ‰å‹‡æ°”了

  也�会放弃了

  �有你能让我感觉真的活�

  这样的情�我如何割�

• NeverSayGoodBye

  11 Jul 08, 12:16

  

   

  Garden

   

  Step into my garden

  Step in and you'll see

  a measure of peace

  and tranquility.

   

  It's the scent of the blossoms

  the buzz of the bees

  the sweet song of birds

  as they sing in the trees.

   

  The sweet scents of roses

  their petals so new

  as they glisten and sparkle

  with the fresh morning dew.

   

  Run your toes through the grass

  beneath a canopy of trees

  hear the rustle of leaves

  as they blow in the breeze.

   

  Let the beauty of Springtime

  Fill your soul with great peace

  Take it with you and share it

  with each one you meet!

• NeverSayGoodBye

  11 Jul 08, 13:24

  .....what is 轮廓 ?

• NeverSayGoodBye

  17 Jul 08, 16:01

  

   

  Camomile Tea

   

  Outside the sky is light with stars;

  There's a hollow roaring from the sea.

  And alas! for the little almond flowers,

  The wind is shaking the almond tree.

   

  How little I thought a year ago,

  In that horribe cottage upon the Lee

  That she and I should be sitting so

  And sipping a cup of camomile tea!

   

  Light as feathers the witches fly,

  The horn of the moon is plain to see;

  By a firefly under a jonquil flower

  A goblin toasts a bumble-bee.

   

  We might be fifty, we might be five,

  So snug, so compact, so wise are we!

  Under the kitchen-table leg

  My knee is pressing against her knee.

   

  Our shutters are shut, the fire is low,

  The tap is dripping peacefully;

  The saucepan shadows on the wall

  Are black and round and plain to see.

• NeverSayGoodBye

  1 Aug 08, 15:52

  

   

  After a While

   

  After a while you learn the subtle difference

     between holding a hand and chaining a soul.

  And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning

     and company doesn't always mean security.

  And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts

     and presents aren't promises.

  And you begin to accept your defeats

     with your head up and your eyes ahead

     with the courage of a man (grace of a woman), not the grief of a child.

  And you learn to build all your roads on today

     because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans

     and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.

  After a while you learn that even sunshine burns

     if you get too much.

  So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul

     instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

  And you learn that you really can endure

     that you really are strong

     and you really do have worth

  And you learn and you learn

     with every goodbye you learn.......

   

• oxford mushroom

  23 Aug 08, 12:46

  Originally posted by NeverSayGoodBye:

  .....what is 轮廓 ?

  outline

• NeverSayGoodBye

  29 Aug 08, 11:32

  Originally posted by oxford mushroom:

  outline

  
  .....arigato!

• NeverSayGoodBye

  12 Sep 08, 16:01

  

   

  This Rice I Eat

   

  This rice I eat

  Was once hopeful padi,

  It's stalks solemnly laden,

  bowing their heads,

  Continually swayed by

  the blowing breeze.

   

  This grain of rice I chew..

  I am swallowing it down my wet throat,

  So from flowing blood

  In my body an action terminates.

   

  Gusty wind and equatorial sun

  Scorch the body of the peasant

  in the field;

  Heat, rain I eat is a mixture of them all.

   

  This good deed I receive

  Is a common gift, like many branches

  growing together.

  This rice is the product of labour

  Returned to those who deserve it.

   

  So what I eat is not originally from rice

  But from sweat,

  blood constantly flowing;

  So what I swallow is not

  originally from padi,

  But from the sinews,

  the pulse of all peasants.

   

  

   

• NeverSayGoodBye

  2 Oct 08, 15:35

  

   

  Turtledoves

  They walk along together,

  A couple holding hands

  And never caring whether

  The sight of them demands

  Responses less than seemly:

  A point, a laugh, a stare.

  Her hazel eyes are dreamy;

  He loses himself there.

  Time melts away, revealing

  A boy and girl in love.

  With poplars for a ceiling,

  Heralded by doves

  They stroll the cobbled pathway,

  A golden life ahead.

  The vision fades. It's today,

  And standing there instead,

  Forever by his side,

  Is the woman he adores.

  He cherishes his bride

  More deeply than before

  In spite of all the creases,

  The creaks and silver strands.

  He knows nothing but peace as

  They wander, holding hands.

   

  

• The man who was death

  1 Nov 08, 22:03

  Stricken with myself and shamed
  Beaten by wealth and pained
  Written about who's not to be blamed
  Now I'm left with myself and the nailed
  
  Open to a bolt and maze
  Not just once but twice, squeeze
  my heart with a vice
  Why does this have to be so unwise?
  
  Who is the one that never shys, never slows,
  and does he know my woes?
  Who is the one that never faded, waited,
  and does he know I'm frustrated?
  
  Disturbed with the unwritten
  Perturbed by the uncertain
  The oil will never mix with water
  The wave that died on the shore I'd rather
  
  Led you to the spot
  By my own careless plot
  Why did my own flop
  led you to the slot?
  
  Who is the one that's hidden, unwritten,
  and does he know my sorrows?
  Who is the one that's so cruel, dual,
  and does he know what follows?

• NeverSayGoodBye

  13 Nov 08, 16:52

  

   

  A Small Boy

   

  A small boy

  Looked at a star

  And began to weep.

  And

  The star said

  Boy

  Why are you weeping?

  And

  The boy said

  You are so far away

  I will never be able

  To touch you

  And

  The star answered

  Boy

  If I were not already

  In your heart

  You would not be able

  To see me.

   

  

• NeverSayGoodBye

  25 Nov 08, 16:33

  

   

  

   

  Fairies in their flower skirts,
  Floating on a breeze,
  Dancing through the summer days,
  Sprinkling all the leaves,
  Caring for the flowers
  And dusting all the trees,
  They carry little bags of gold
  To dust the flower seeds.

   

  

   

  Skipping through the forest
  To a merry little song,
  Water lilies open up
  Their petals to belong,
  Distant mountains fade in mist,
  Against the summer sun,
  Dew drops linger hesitantly,
  Shimmering as they run.

   

  

  Golden drops of honey
  Form against a fallen tree,
  While fairies sprinkle fairy dust,
  Upon the honeybee's,
  Eyes that shine with mischief,
  As they lick their lips and grin
  They hold a secret in their hands,
  And lick their lips again.

   

  

   

   

• NeverSayGoodBye

  19 Dec 08, 18:34

  

   

   

  O Christmas tree

  O Christmas tree

  You stand in verdant beauty!

  Your boughs are green in summer's glow

  And do not fade in winter's snow

  O christmas tree

  O christmas tree

  You stand in verdant beauty!

   

  Merry Christmas in advance!!!  

• NeverSayGoodBye

  9 Jan 09, 18:44

   

  

   

   

  ..ME..

  Walk with me, the path of life,
  to explore every bend of the road
  Enjoy with me the beauty of life,
  along its wonderful way
  
  
  Find comfort with me, in each other's arms,
  when grief crosses our path
  Find strength with me, in each other's strength,
  when despair lies in wait
  
  
  Laugh with me, a single true laugh,
  to enlighten another's distress
  Cry with me, a single true tear,
  to understand true happiness
  
  
  Cherish with me, the wonders of life,
  as they need to be preserved
  Rejoice with me, in the mysteries,
  of what is yet to be
  
  
  Find peace with me, in each other's souls,
  when the world has gone insane
  Find love with me, in each other's hearts,
  until this life has been fulfilled
  
  
  And when the path comes to an end
  I hope we can say from within
  We've known the beauty of true love,
  our love came from within.

• Lipstickpurple

  13 Jan 09, 23:53

  Bleak, this is what it is.

  Confined to my very chair and staring at the screen,

  I am bored and whipping up a poem like how you would to cream.

   

  I have many thoughts on my mind,

  like how i would survive tomorrow's lecture,

  thank god i have my mac, my only source of pleasure.

   

  bleak, this is what it is,

  for i have a fuggin headache.

  been in my head for days,

  bleak, give me a break.