tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86067527037587448512024-03-12T20:52:16.008-07:00Poetic KarenThis blog includes poems about life, love, and adventures.Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-31504146460227865832010-02-09T06:17:00.000-08:002010-02-11T18:27:12.828-08:00Happy Ending<div style="text-align: center;">We live in a dreary place,<br />waiting for the day dawn.<br />We sing the same hymn,<br />of hope and love.<br /><br />Tell me princess, will you be a captive?<br />a prisoner in my heart,<br />when all these trials are over,<br />Will you love me with no condition?<br /><br />This place is a witness,<br />of how we fought for life.<br />This place is a home,<br />of two hearts beating as one.<br /><br />We are captives here,<br />but we will find a way.<br />For us to start all over again,<br />And for a happy ending.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eIWstsb71ZA/S3FwBlrqjMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tc8-EcW-w98/s1600-h/hearts.jpeg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eIWstsb71ZA/S3FwBlrqjMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/tc8-EcW-w98/s400/hearts.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436249397810334914" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-33770985870446743682009-11-10T16:30:00.000-08:002009-11-10T16:31:12.571-08:00Lavender <meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <title></title> <meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Linux)"> <style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The wind carries your shadow like a slow train,</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Brushing your hair as gently as it could.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You are a man of mystery.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The blinking light of the morning sun,</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Flowing through my way like a stream.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am a woman of love.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The real you is hiding beneath the moon,</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When I cried through the night.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The mystery of your love is just an illusion.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now, take the wind and the light before dawn break,</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Leave me as the morning comes in.</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I will survive by the sunshine.</p> Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-73403591062906069082009-10-08T16:37:00.000-07:002009-10-18T16:08:36.344-07:00Calamities And Sorrows<div style="text-align: center;">I am not the right person to ask,<br />Why it happened so fast?<br />A storm that is raging before them,<br />All I could do is <a href="www.pre.nl/lcm2009">pray.</a><br /><br />People young and old are trying to save their lives,<br />What can I do to ease their burden?<br />Animals of all kinds and breed need care,<br />No one is spared from the pangs of death.<br /><br />May it be a typhoon, tsunami, or an earthquake,<br />Some people cry and other die.<br />Do we have the heart to reach out and help?<br />One thing for sure, they need us.<br /><br />Yes, calamities and sorrow,<br />Are all over us and in some parts of the world.<br />What can I do to share my fate?<br />Because I was spared by the scare.<br /><br />I must get out and help,<br />I must do my share.<br />There is no other way,<br />But to do my part.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eIWstsb71ZA/Ss55myFefrI/AAAAAAAAADk/MYIB6b3gYLQ/s1600-h/riverbankondoy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eIWstsb71ZA/Ss55myFefrI/AAAAAAAAADk/MYIB6b3gYLQ/s400/riverbankondoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390379511195795122" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-30033740158959291882009-09-27T18:30:00.001-07:002009-09-30T16:40:31.617-07:00True LoveI died a thousand times when you left me,<br />And lived through <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.TheBestLinks.com">my faith</a> all time.<br />Perhaps, there will come a day that you will come back.<br /><br />I dreamed for so long,<br />For the moment you would hear me.<br />As if the <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.holidaybagus.com">wind will carry</a> my love song to you.<br /><br />I smiled when you finally came home to me,<br />And your gaze kept my sigh.<br />Since, I remember all the time that I had been waiting for you.<br /><br />You will always be a part of me,<br />As I close my eyes to death.<br />You are my true love even when I have to leave.<br /><br />If only you came earlier,<br />I could have kissed your eyes.<br />For you to realise that no one could tear us apart.<br /><br />And now that I am leaving,<br />Feel the pain in my heart for the last moment.<br />For I will never die in your memories.Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-14067421501848888682009-09-23T16:15:00.000-07:002009-09-23T16:27:12.162-07:00Memories<div style="text-align: center;"><br />You must be an <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.authorhouse.co.uk">angel in disguise</a>,<br />for you come with the rain<br />and keep me safe.<br /><br />You must be just somewhere<br />and holding my heart<br />for in my dreams you always appear.<br /><br />Could it be the memories that we shared?<br />That I could not <a href="http://www.u-touch.co.uk">fathom the mystery</a>.<br />When you are nowhere to be found.<br /><br /><br /><br />The wind's touch is breaking my heart,<br />as if you are always here<br />Will I ever see you again?<br /><br />Memories, it's just memories,<br />that keeps my faith alive<br />and held my tears for good.<br /><br /><br /></div>Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-9145509454655837432009-09-16T16:35:00.000-07:002009-09-21T03:01:25.679-07:00Break It To Me Gently<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Sail with the wind when I close my eyes,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">do not ever go back.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Tell me the words <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.ThinkAstro.com">goodbye quickly</a>,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">before I open my eyes.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I am dreaming of you leaving,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">just when you broke my heart.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">There is no way of keeping myself awake,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">when you are no longer mine.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Just tell me you'll forget me,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">than keeping our memories.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">It was never ours to say,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">that we would last forever.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.wsapl.com">Break it to me gently</a>,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">when your love is not real.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Then show me your tears,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">as I see you go.</span><br /><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span>Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-7036768290402341422009-08-20T15:59:00.001-07:002009-09-16T16:43:07.074-07:00The Importance of Poetry<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br />Poetry is an important form of the arts and literature. Without poems, individuals would not be able to convey ideas in the most artistic way. Poem also enlightens the heart because it feels something that the mind cannot comprehend upon reading poetic lines. Poetry is also an important aspect of teaching lessons in life, although in the most discreet way. Writers and authors used poetry in order to convey ideas that must be presented in a philosophical way. Aside from that, there are also poems that are written with humor and fun which could ease a worried mind.<br /><br /><br />In this world where people confuse faith with endurance, both concepts are reconciled by poems. When problems pour like rain in this life, the concept of endurance is at stake and questioned by any person. Later on, faith diminishes because it is hard to endure. However, poems were written for the sake of a lonely heart when no one could whisper reassuring words of comfort and consolation. Indeed, poetry is a magic for the weary heart and the troubled mind. Hence, it is good to continue reading poems written by many poets around the globe.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-2235261593854110892009-08-19T16:12:00.000-07:002010-11-14T14:19:33.906-08:00Thank You, Dear Friend<div style="text-align: center;"> <meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <title></title> <meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Linux)"> <style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 2cm } P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } --> </style> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">More convinced of your patience, I am fond every bit of your actions.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">There could never be anyone else but you.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">You traveled with me like an eagle could fly high.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Ever since you set your eyes on me.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">We visited the highlands of difficulties,</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">and tasted the bitterness of failures.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">We laughed at the slightest blooper,</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">and drained very cup of hope.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I owe you my life, and you owe me mine.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I would rather die than to see you cry.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">You loved me more than anyone else in this life.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;">From the time we were sealed as one with Him.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;">
<br /></p> Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-85365925697170188122009-08-17T18:15:00.000-07:002009-08-17T18:43:48.792-07:00Dear Katherine<div style="text-align: center;"> <meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <title></title> <meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Linux)"> <style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 2cm } P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } --> </style> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">If you are my friend,</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">you are safe in my heart.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">Try to touch the wind now, before it blows you away.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">Feel.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">
<br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">If you are my sister,</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">your name is safe in our home.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">Think twice before you hurt me, soon you will regret.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">Save.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">
<br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">If you are my enemy,</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">you will never see me smile.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">Do not escape from reality, before it grows too late.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">Forgive.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">
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<br /></p> Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-83067965213706278712009-08-07T01:19:00.000-07:002009-08-17T18:44:17.787-07:00Clare Cavanagh and Stanislaw’s, Courtesy of the Blind<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />Communicating what we see in words is a difficulty which was showed in this poem. The poem confided to its readers that it is hard to understand what the words of a blind person meant in describing what he saw. Essentially, the authors used images in order to express what he felt based on what he viewed using his five senses</span>. <span style="font-weight: bold;">In the first part of the poem, there is also blunt honesty on the perspective of a blind person that darkness always accompanied him and describing all in sentences defies hard work but respects common sense.</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The feelings of loneliness and difficulties are even stressed out by the blind person for he must remain loyal to his five senses only just to survive. The absence of the color of lights is part of a lonely blind person then</span>.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">A blind person could right a poem based on common sense streaming from the senses of the body and in an instant images of stars, clouds, and a whole view of nature come into life. In effect, the blind person in the poem never admitted that he could not do anything just because he was blind. </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">The use of imagery in his mind is useful in reading, skipping, and respecting what he thought existed around him. The patience of a blind person is also a virtue that must be innate, for without it, he could not picture out movies, mirrors, and trains in his mind. In effect, forbearance is the source of strength for a poetic blind person in facing what life could offer.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span>Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-57811888703944157372009-07-30T19:13:00.000-07:002009-08-17T18:44:55.593-07:00Spread My Wings <meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <title></title> <meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Linux)"> <style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 2cm } P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">You shout and I sigh</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We broke the silence.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And there will never be me without opposition.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I cry and you love</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We tend to watch the noon break pass by.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Hatred, it was never our intention.</span></p> <span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Let me spread my wings and fly</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Like the way we used to dream.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Hope, it is an invitation to move forward.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And so we do.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Season by season.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Until we reach our destination.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;">
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<br /></span></p> Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-6951971883834949892009-07-23T21:41:00.000-07:002009-08-17T18:57:54.369-07:00Empty Hearts<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">There are problems in life that are expected to come, others are unexpected. The strength of a person depends on his perspective on what is supposed to be the meaning of life. If we lost everything, where do we go? If the meaning of existence is lost, what is the reason to survive? The concept of hope comes in when we felt nothing to hold. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">The reality is that we continue to live because we love our self. Hence, we hope for our self and not for anyone else. Are we prepared to endure the pain? Do we have enough courage to hold on our tears? We need to save our tears for we need more of it someday. We need more time to live. We need more, really. Until the time we loss our breath, we need to hope.</span></span><br /><br /> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Empty Hearts</span></span><br /><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">It is too painful to live,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> and difficult to breath</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> when life is unfair.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> It is hard to conquer our fears,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> and burdensome to remain courageous</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> when irony is present.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> Happiness and pain collides,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> we tend to give up</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"> and would make our hearts empty.</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://poetickaren.karltravel.com/uploaded_images/lone-784316.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 118px;" src="http://poetickaren.karltravel.com/uploaded_images/lone-784315.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-61973345757894033392009-07-09T03:37:00.000-07:002009-08-07T01:30:14.432-07:00Lying LadyPeople are asking me why I only post poems in this blog instead of sentences and paragraphs style of blogging. Well, the reason behind that is the difficulty to list out ideas that belongs to bittersweet memories. Since it is conventional to write my thoughts anyway, instead of poems only, let me do so from now on.<br /><br />This time around, I will be sharing about a place named “Lying Lady”. That place is actually a mountain formed literally into a lying lady when viewed from afar. Beneath the mountain sits a lake, the depth of which has <a href="http://www.myresortnetwork.com/">never been known</a>. There are many stories linked to that place. There was one time when a huge wave covered the lake killing a whole family except a young girl. There are also times when tornadoes appear in the lake and people in the mountain could see its twirling effect. No matter what, the place is still famous in the locality because of its mysteries and enchanted beauty. Here is a poem about the mysterious place “Lying Lady”.<br /><br />Sitting beneath you is a lake<br />which makes my eyes swell<br />because of its enthralling beauty.<br />Lying lady, you make me wonder all the time.<br /><br />Staying here in the mountain<br />is the only way I could be near you<br />since life becomes miserable.<br />Lying lady, make me feel your embrace.<br /><br />Running around the lawn beside your gates<br />made me shine brighter<br />despite pain and agony.<br />Lying lady, bring me to where my loved ones stayed.<br /><br />Be still, and look after me.<br />My lying lady.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eIWstsb71ZA/SlXKBSQqJEI/AAAAAAAAADE/Cji5xaJe76E/s1600-h/lyinglady.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eIWstsb71ZA/SlXKBSQqJEI/AAAAAAAAADE/Cji5xaJe76E/s320/lyinglady.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356409455257461826" border="0" /></a>Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-58660918982145832012009-07-06T21:45:00.000-07:002009-08-07T01:30:53.252-07:00You Are Just A DreamWhen you traded me for your dreams,<br />there is no way to escape.<br />I <a href="http://www.zeuzzo.com/">must dream</a> all over again,<br />until I will see you go.<br /><br />You always meet me in my dreams,<br />while I always cry when I am awake.<br />You never thought that I do not need you there,<br />but only when my mind seem to think.<br /><br />I need you in real life,<br />and not in my dreams.<br />I should be happy everyday,<br />and not during the nights when I dream.<br /><br />It is simple as it is,<br />but you still cannot understand.<br />You keep on coming back,<br />even when I do not close my eyes.<br /><br />Leave me alone,<br />I want <a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/">to live my life</a>.<br />Leave me even if you do not like it,<br />so that I can move on to the next dream.Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606752703758744851.post-15214746187238788772009-06-30T03:45:00.000-07:002009-08-07T01:31:21.965-07:00Remember MeI left you with a smile in my face and a tear in my heart,<br />As if I knew you would cry and then smile.<br />I gathered the pieces and <a href="http://www.cop15.dk/blogs">started all over again</a>,<br />Like the way you wanted it to be.<br /><br />But, how could you wipe the tears which symbolizes your pain?<br />When you deserved to be alone.<br />How could you say you owned my heart?<br />When my eyes are soaked with tears.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.simplycast.com/">Forget me</a> when I am away.<br />Yet, remember me when the dawn break comes.<br />You need to start all over again.<br />When I cannot find you in my heart.Karl Lopezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16236333551019357886noreply@blogger.com0