Krantol Northic Poems
|1.||I Am Me||9/18/2006|
|5.||Everything Is Connected||10/4/2006|
|6.||Denial Of Love||11/17/2006|
|7.||Deal With Death||11/17/2006|
|8.||Tis The Land||11/17/2006|
|9.||The Life And Times Of A Plant||11/18/2006|
|11.||Shades Of Grey||12/21/2006|
|17.||When I See You||4/10/2007|
|19.||Week In, Week Out||4/10/2007|
|21.||Fear The Water||9/18/2006|
|23.||Shoebox Of Letters||7/1/2007|
|26.||Random Thoughts And Emotions||9/18/2006|
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Hope is the sweet, sweet scent
of flowers in the morning
Hope is the cool gentle breeze
on a warm summer's day
Hope is the knowledge of stability
from a son in mourning
Hope is the bright shining light
keeping darkness at bay
Hope is the calming warmth
during a cold winter
Hope is the determination
of an athelete on the track
Hope is the potential
of a newborn baby
Hope is the love
between you and me
Hope springs eternal
Its being misunderstood, people making you out as someone you are not.
Its feeling lonely, with no one to talk to.
Its feeling angered, emotions boiling.
Its being lost, not knowing what to do.
Its what we hate, not something we love.
Its feeling bad, not euphoric.
Its feeling sinned against, but yet having to forgive.
Its knowing you're right, yet admitting you're wrong.
Its knowing you're sinning, yet you sin.