| Diamond In The Rough |
[Aug. 11th, 2008|02:12 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  loved | ] |
It her eyes of hazelnut shine
ever gleaming like all the
opals in the velvet skies ever
starry. It is her heart of gold
with the purest of selfless love ever
scintillating as pearls ever
luminous.
Her innocent smile ever in graceful
peace, ever capturing hearts and
souls of unquestionable wonder.
It is the passion's expression
reflecting in her soul; her lips ever
in tenderness, ever soft as symbolic
rose petals, ever with the taste
of sweetness in her kiss.
Her uniqueness ever beautiful
as creation itself to be, in
perfection of God's unconditional
love. It is her beauty in blossoming
gorgeousness in rubies
in their reddest glare.
her intriguing charisma
ever subtle as the moonlight
radiance, in the glowing of
diamonds and eternal stars alike.
Her charm ever enchanting
as a forbidden forest of golden
riches ever priceless.
It is her potential ever rare,
yet has ability to achieve
greatness ever majestic
that lies within her. Her
humor ever subtle, ever
en lightening as the sunlight
brilliance ever gleaming like the
starlit heavens ever pure.
Her wit ever so guarded yet
ever so precious, her intelligence
ever deep, ever insightful and
yet ever individualistic. Her wisdom
ever wise, ever smart, yet beyond
her years of maturity. Her
innocence ever warmly welcoming
as sugar cane upon roses
of reddest softness ever tender,
her creativity ever in
artistic creation ever expressive,
ever passionate of many actors.
Her spirit ever luminous as
diamonds in scintillating midnight
sapphire skies ever deep
in solitude, her skills ever
profound, her talents ever renown,
as golden riches ever priceless.
It is her mind that remains
understanding and pure, her body
ever strong and yet her infinite
toughness remains with her.
Her saint like personality ever hermetic
yet in search of discovery, her kindness ever
endless as a chasm of deep desirable
dreams ever fulfilling.
This selfless friend, this passionate lover,
this imaginative intellectual, this individualistic individual;
this patient angel, this out going go getter, this
romantic dreamer, this athletic athlete, this Diamond In The Rough;
this poetic observer, this creative thinker, this
ambitious people originator. This Christian poet
and this spiritual cat lover ever vulnerable,
ever insightful, ever sensitive, ever
compassionate; yet invisible
and alone in a world of mayhem and madness.
Her sweetness ever indescribable,
ever in sugar goodness ever tasteful,
yet ever innocent as a smile
of a child ever glowing.
Her insightful thoughts of
love, respect and happiness, her
feelings of uncertainty, doubt,
vulnerability and insecurity, mixed
with feelings of loyalty, friendship,
beauty, compromise, peace,
satisfaction, kindness, harmony and
passion ever deep, ever indescribably
beyond music's inspiration, makes
her character ever godly.
This Diamond In The Rough,
ever so blessed yet ever in search
of true love and true happiness,
and still she lives life fully.
This Diamond In The Rough
is ever dreaming of life beyond small town
lights, fantasizing of mutual
respect, mutual trust and
unconditional love ever in waiting
to greet her with open arms.
And this Diamond In The Rough is me. |
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| LOVE |
[Aug. 11th, 2008|01:35 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
What is it that descended
from the starlight heaven
that glows as diamonds
and took on human flesh?
What is unconditional
that we don't have enough
of, that our hearts feel for people
we can only care about, value
the most, to cherish the most of,
to appreciate and support above all?
What remains significant, strong and
true, that it's greater than hope and faith combined?
What is it that we need more of, that we can't
explain? What is it that is the most difficult
to let go of? What is patient, kind and always
protects, hopes, trusts and perseveres that never
fails? It is LOVE, it is LOVE.
Why don't we have enough in this world?
Why don't we not show it?
Why are we afraid to LOVE one another as ourselves?
And why don't we not open our hearts to others
who care about us?
LOVE is a song sung by many choirs
sweet and mellow, calm and soothing
as an angel's silent breath
in heaven's golden purity.
Echoing through lyrics of thoughts,
sounding like clashing gongs of steel,
pounding with emotion
pulsing through beats of music's melody.
LOVE is a feeling that not
everybody understands,
that they don't know how
to show it to others, that they are
afraid to feel for people
that we only care for.
LOVE is in every soul, it glows
upon faces of people that
show compassion with such brilliance
of all the opals in the midnight
sky so deep in silence.
In every smile there's a light
brighter than the sunlight
radiance and softer than the
Northern lights of the Arctic,
a light that says there is
still hope.
In every heart there's
a beat for every person
who acts upon kindness,
respect, compassion, tenderness,
and LOVE so unconditional
that only I feel unfit and
unworthy of LOVE,
and yet I am still loved by only
the divine spirit, why, oh why
do I feel misplaced and isolated
among the vast universe of silent
judgement and negative attention? |
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| IN LOVE WITH LOVE AND CHRISTIAN MEN |
[Aug. 11th, 2008|01:04 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  flirty | ] |
Eyes of flashing gleam, glowing luminous color .
Shining like the moonlight on a cold winter night.
Eyes of rare beauty, sparkling like diamonds.
Starlight glittering above in the midnight sky.
Hearts of wonder, pearls of light.
Brightly scintillating in a world of negative feelings.
Hearts longing for love, trying to express emotions,
Yet hiding them away for no one to see.
Bodies-muscular, gorgeous, glistening of pure gold.
Poet, actors and vocalists they are.
Bodies with individual minds of hidden creativity.
Diverse personalities, glinting gems of attraction.
Eyes soft, glancing and smiling, smiles so dashing.
Hearts secluded with solitary dreams.
Bodies dashing yet spirits free.
As free as the wind blowing the earth.
My sense of men's character -Christian it must be.
Meaningful and, to me, vibrant as stardust.
The essence of kindly men makes me feel the woman inside.
The presence of decent men, I think,
Makes me strong and more in love I am.
More passionate about life, dreams,
Spirit and success, I am.
Flashiness of images of christian love in men
Bring hope and inspiration within me.
Men are men; they are the men of the Christian heart. |
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| Alone In Desire |
[Aug. 11th, 2008|12:03 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  melancholy | ] |
My heart filled with love, passion
and righteous emotions for
the righteous man, righteous are
these secretive reasons.
In despair, my soul weeps,
its delinquent yearning for the
light of hope to shine.
Inspiration's scintillating brilliance
of starlight flashing.
Unconditional love scintillating
sunlight gleam, it is the joy
in rubies reddest glare,
it is the respect in diamond's glow.
Sparkling gems of mercy
glittering stardust, is God's mercy.
His personality is the moonlight
radiant purity.
Sparkling like the stars, glowing
as the fire's first flame,
strong and firm, a rare rose
in blossoming splendor is my spirit.
In a world of judgement,
darkness, pain, fear and misery.
There is a face of graceful
beauty, with eyes sparkling in
hazelnut shine.
Glistening solitary tears, like
waterfalls of rushing river waters
harsh, querulous, pungent and rigorous
they cascade down.
Alone In Desire for the righteous man
to exist in my life, with
unconditional love that in dreams
of wonderment, so magical and real.
With devotion, faithfulness and compassion
shining in his eyes. The kindness
and respect I know I deserve, glows like
the moonlight is his very existence.
There is gentleness in his touch.
His lips so tender, they are ever so enticingly
soft. Summer sweetness so golden, a
taste of passion in his kiss.
Secure and safe is the arms of warmth,
serene and patient is his soul.
Words and actions so sincere and
straight forward, open and
honest is his heart. It is his mind
that remains understanding.
Alone In Desire is this
down syndrome woman, single
and delinquent to love.
Praying, dreaming, wishing,
waiting, hoping and searching for love
she is still. Modest is his
personality, godly is his character
still unknown. Abundant in man's giftedness,
sensitive is the poet.
Commitment, loyalty, ability and
willingness of spirit so free.
Happiness glows like the scintillating
alpine glow upon his face,
when true love is found.
Optimistic and positive he is who
has faith, Alone In Desire
is this woman I came to be. Who
wants nothing more than to share God's
unconditional love, with the man
she calls true companion, is she.
Flashiness of broken hearts, images
of painful heartaches. Memories of
failed relationships ever filling my mind
like the pouring of cheap wine.
My soul ever so crushed and shattered,
my heart ever in drunkenness of
feelings: anger, fear, hope, regret, grief
and emotional pain it greatly suffers.
A magnet to unavailable men,
beautiful women ever so clingy, trying to hold
onto their men without release.
And I stand in singleness, a
rose in rarest blossom I am.
Will my prince charming please pluck
this wild flower from this garden?
With singleness of heart,
animals, people and Jesus is this happiness
of my heart. In unhappiness with
love and romance seems so far.
Dark and selfish is this world, is there
anyone I know who will become my fantasy and reality?
Alone In Desire and no one to claim my heart;
but there is only hope! Dreaming, praying,
hoping, wishing, thinking, sensing,
feeling, waiting for me is he.
Longing for my heart to be given to him is he.
Lost in love with many guys, whom
are so distant, unavailable and rare they are.
Alone In Desire, dreaming romantic
Dreams of happiness, to a life only
existent in fantasies. I am flown on the
silent wind of heaven, I am sailing
so quietly in dreams of solitude.
Alone In Desire for true love to be found
and for romance to exist.
Alone In Desire and in fear of
falling in love, let me overcome this
fear of handing my heart over
to the man of my dreams.
Let me love someone special, someone significant.
Between fearful and fearless of
commitment, in the midst of readiness
and unreadiness of commitment I am.
Please Lord, send someone to share your
unconditional love with me. |
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| Lovesickness To Happiness |
[Jul. 16th, 2008|05:33 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | loved | ] |
I fly from Lovesickness To
Happiness when you are
near me, I fly from happiness
to solitude when you are
not around. In my heart,
in my dreams, in my thoughts
and in my soul I see, feel and
sense the vision of love.
Your smile erases the pain
that dwells deep within me.
I fly from Lovesickness To
Happiness when I hear your voice,
I fly from happiness to
depression when your voice fades
into silence or or someone esle
speaks to me.
I fly from Lovesickness To
Happiness when your
smile shines upon me like
starlight glitter, I fly from
joy to stress when my
world goes crazy and you are
far from me.
I fly from worthlessness
to true value when you
kiss me, I fly from true value
to worthlessness when
your kiss of sweetness and
tenderness is not upon
my lips of softness. I fly
from pressure to rejoicing
passion when your eyes
gleam with unconditional love,
I fluently flow like the
earthy wind coursing, blowing
upon your face and letting
your hair gracefully and
peacefully coursing as still waters
of pure splendor.
You deeply breathe the wind
that is me and fall deep
into me, you long for my
arms to hold you, you long for
my love and you long to win
my angelic heart.
I fly from rejoicing passion
to magical love when you
look at me with love filled eyes
seeing the angel in me, you
bring out the saint, the princess,
the queen, the angel, the goddess
and the heroine in me.
You give me love, you
give me hope, you give me faith
and you give me inspiration,
I fly from Lovesickness To Happiness
when my life is complete with the love which
your heart possess.
I love you because you are
my everything and I don't
want to leave your side,
you possess a heart that's
true and I live a million
lives each one with you
by my side.
I'm crazy for each day
you give me and I know
I will not be the same
without you, you are a
lover's dream come true
and a love's sweetest
invention; that is what
you are and will always
remain just that to me
forever. |
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| This Solitary Soul |
[Jun. 29th, 2008|02:14 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | lonely | ] |
What is love? what is romance?
What is this feeling inside
my heart? In a world of
endless possibilities, where dreams
are in waiting for fulfillment
and opportunities are yet to be
discovered.
Is there tenderness? Is there
kindness? Is there respect?
Is there dignity? And is there
equality in this world,
beyond the chaos and
uncertanity?
Through eyes of hazelnut gleam,
shining as diamonds ever
sparkling in silver moonlight
radiance there is beauty.
Her uniqueness ever indescribable,
her character content ever
incomparable and her infinite
toughness ever rare.
Isolated and invisible, searching
for real love not yet experienced
and waiting for dreams to be
reality is This Solitary Soul.
Feeling more alive only inside
dreams and fantasies of only
love and real happiness,
where there is no pain or
misery to feel.
Every day us a routine,every day
is another constant struggle
for survival. Hope and desire
fueling This Solitary Soul,
with only faith only in the
Lord Jesus.
This is me, this is me with
a mind filled with knowledge,
passion and ambition.
In a world full of challenges,
disappointments and failed
opportunities; there are adventures
waiting to be found.
People pass me by, yet no
new love is yet seen. Only in
sleep, I feel safe, that confusion,
difficulties and constant
distractions seem so small.
Out of bad love and out of
failed relationships, heartaches
and broken hearts still remain;
will I ever find true love?
What is destiny? what is fate?
Why did God give me this
uniqueness? And why does this
make me feel this rare and
diverse?
This Solitary Soul is even
someone I don't know, even
when I look in the mirror,
there's someone looking straight
back at me.
The only thing that keeps me
holding on with much
strength, that give me hope
to see another day is my faith
in christ.
Why do I care what others
think of me, when that is what
holds me back from fulfillment
of dreams?
I can't do what twenty people
tell me to do, men, dating, parents
and the stress of what my
future might have in store for me.
Only the inspiration of songs
keeps me strong and strengthens
my faith in myself.
I'm This Solitary Soul, whose
heart remains passionate, yet rare,
but will anyone find it in a
world where there could be more
beauty? A jewel that can shine
even more beautiful than
anything in the world? Or
will it remain invisible? |
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| Actors |
[Jun. 27th, 2008|02:22 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
Spirits sparkling as starlight
brightly scintillating like diamonds
in the moonlight brilliance.
Souls ever beautiful as the sun
upon waters of graceful peace,
potential minds of creativity and intelligence
gleaming like pearls in dazzling
sapphire's radiance of skies so calm.
Hearts beat as one with such passion ever
golden as the minus' touch, like the
sunlit heaven ever pure, ever mellow
as the flowing waters of nature;
love ever deepens like the ocean blue,
and as the endless chasm of
darkest secrets below the nature's surface.
Their character so unknown,
unassumingly mysterious yet to be
discovered, smiles of fame
ever glamorous as precious jewels ever
sparkling like the stars in the
heavens of nature's creation. Their
personalities of diversity ever in
gorgeousness of rubies in its reddest glare,
glowing as a fire's first flame
of flickering warmth;
it is the opal of life which lies
the truth of existence .
it is the diamond that gleams
as stars above the inner state of neon
lights of cities so luminous
like their muscular bodies ever glistening
in scintillating beauty.
They are individuals in need of respect,
they are equals of society in need
of kindness and appreciation, they are
humans in need of compassion
and companionship.
Concerns, fears, successes,
strengths, questions, weaknesses;
goals, ambitions, dreams, hopes, desires;
failures, emotions, thoughts, opinions,
Gifts, talents, skills, passions, likes;
dislikes, hobbies, interests, ideas and abilities
is what they have in comparison to society.
And yet they are one thing that
we are not, they are Actors!
Actors that inspire me from the heart. |
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| Michael Rosenbaum |
[Jun. 26th, 2008|02:50 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  curious | ] |
Your eyes of intense passion,
ever scintillating in sapphire glow
of brilliant blue skies so starry.
Your heart glows like
the fire so warmly calming,
beautifully radiant like
the brilliance of bright gems
shining as the sunlight radiance.
Your soul so deeply hidden
like a darken secret so
mysterious and yet
discovered through the window
I see in your eyes,
reflecting your character complexion
of your very existence. Your charm ever dazzling
as the fireworks bursting
into streams of luminous color,
it is the pearl of life gleaming
like eternal diamonds.
Your diverse personality
ever unique, passionate
to know I am. Your spirit is this
miraculous wonder graceful
as peaceful waters so
mellow, shining like diamonds
and stars alike.
Your intelligence ever flashing
as the starlit heaven so pure, so gentle.
Your potential able to work towards, greatness
ever achieving lies within you.
Your sweetness ever like the welcoming
innocence of sugar cane upon
rose petals of softness,
in fields of riches ever golden.
Your creativity ever so enticingly
enchanting as the actor in you,
creates the kind of person you are
in my lens. Your love ever deep as the ocean blue,
your passion as deep as the abyss ever endless;
they gleam with
such brilliance of all the
opals in the moonlight sky so deep
in solitude.
Your talent ever astounding
as my fascination in
scintillating diamond like
glow, like the sunset
of beauty I see in people as
unique as you ever passing.
Michael Rosenbaum, your smile
shine as pearls in sunlight
radiance so brilliant like the moonlight
on a warm, cool summer night.
Your laughter yet to be heard, your
presence yet to be discovered
and your skill so renown as pure gold
ever gleaming like the sunset
at the brink from darkness
of the night.
My hero, my world, and my everything
won't you befriend me? I
admire you from afar like a distant
star above the heavens so deep in silence,
sparkling as diamonds ever in
solitude, waiting to shine so
bright in your sky of your world
separate from my.
Tender, swee, compassionate and
kind stranger please, be a part
of my life! Your touch
not yet felt upon my face.
You inspire me ever deeply,
that you define my only
purpose, the purpose of being
the person you made me
see within me.
feeling lonely, fearful,
unloved, unimportant, insignificant,
unappreciated, invisible and
unworthy of life, love, passion,
of motive and function I am.
Is there anyone out there
for me to cherish, to value
and respect?
Michael Rosenbaum, is there someone
special for me? Or are you that
missing half that my heart has been crying
out in anguishing impaling
screams for?
Michael Rosenbaum, won't you
befriend me and be a part
of my life? Or are you someone
that can only exist in dreams and
fantasies alike, which my mind
can only dwell upon?
And this is my observation of you. |
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| poetry journal |
[Oct. 22nd, 2004|02:38 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | admired | ] |
"Keith Hamilton Cobb"
His soul of sunlight gleam,
standing alone in slience.
His heart full of love and
moonlight shine, his spirit glowing
like the fires' first flame.
Muscular beauty sparkling as the
brilliance of star dust and starlight
glitter. His mind of rare
intelligence in heavens'radiance,
his eyes ever so sweet, ever
so mildly soft. His smile flashing
brightness in my world of many
negative feelings, an actors'
potential ever so gleaming, ever so
shinning as diamonds aglow and pearls
aflash.
Skin as lightly colored as fine copper,
his character of Godliness,
how much I don't know.
In my heart, his emotions is felt.
His personality is what I want to get to
know more of, for he is ever so talented, ever so
inspiring. |
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| Poetry Journal |
[Jul. 12th, 2004|02:22 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | crushed | ] |
Monday
August 11th, 2003
"The Down Syndrome"
My mind of enriched thoughts
and dreams, creativity sweetens
the ever flowing goodness of ideals
dwelling within a mind of
sensitivity.
My spirit of the unbreakable
I'm carrying is the spirit
of Jesus, which dwells inside
of me, keeping me strong through
struggling complications
and lessons of life.
My heart whose love runs deep
as the ocean blue, a heart
of tenderness and purity, glows
like golden starlight glitter,
gleams like
sparkling gems.
It is the moonlight in diamonds' glow,
radiant shine.
My soul whose passion is true and
faithful, covered in summer sweetness
like the sparkling water fluently
coursing in the golden sunlight.
My body of average beauty, though
it is Down Syndrome.
I have qualities that are
called a syndrome, but to have it
be a part of me is perfectly
normal.
I know that Down Syndrome
is different to you,
but why be afraid? I'm
only human
just like you
with thoughts, emotions, dreams,
with goals, failures, accomplishments,
with weaknesses, strengths, and successes,
just like you.
And don't forget I also have
unknown talents,
gifts, and abilities
just like you.
Down Syndrome is me and having Down Syndrome
has an effect on me. It is what I am.
Down Syndrome is who I am and
therefore I am special
among others that are as equally
special as me.
I may be high functioning like people
say that I am, I may be different
than you, I may be emotional, I may be
sensitive, I may be in my emotional
loneliness of my heart, but I still have Jesus
on my side.
But to tell you the truth,
that's who I am.
The one with Down Syndrome cries,
tries, hopes, loves, struggles, fears,
laughs, teaches, preaches the word of God,
gives, believes, needs, wants, and chooses what
is right for herself.
Why do people choose to be negative?
Why do people choose to behave badly?
Why do people choose to make unhealthy choices?
Why do people choose to throw their lives, their futures away, when they can make a difference in the world?
In the eyes of the Down Syndrome child,
people are beautiful and unique.
We have our points of similarity, but we
also have our points of contrast.
In the eyes of the Down Syndrome teenager,
emotions are felt and
watchful eyes are looking out
for every facial expression,
every movement,
every gesture.
Listening ears carefully seek to hear
the quality of every voice,
sensing, feeling their every emotion, intently
watching each reaction
in deep detail as people walk by.
Why do others lack so much kindness?
Why do they not show tenderness, passion,
or love to one another?
Why oh why can't we be at peace
and become companions as we come together as one?
I am Down Syndrome and therefore
I will remain Down Syndrome
and much more.
Someday, I will be loved
for who I am. Someday soon, I will
find what I'm looking for.
I am a person with Down Syndrome who has greater
love, even has gratitude because
God loved me first. |
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| poetry journal |
[Jul. 12th, 2004|01:54 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  distressed | ] |
Monday
September 8th, 2003
"In my heart"
In my heart the music
keeps playing and never stops.
In my heart the loneliness
never stops flowing till I find
someone to call my own.
In my heart the spirit of
Jesus Christ dwells, still I
look for that someone special.
In my heart I know that
I live on spiritually. In my
heart I feel God's love.
Dreaming on dreams, wishing
on wishes, and thinking on
thoughts. In my heart I
know that true love is out
there somewhere.
In my heart I believe
that I will be loved
because God loved me first.
Yes, I know that I have
Down Syndrome, and yes, I know
that I am not quite like any one esle
except being me.
But In my heart, the only
thing I can be is myself.
In my heart, I know
that the only thing I can do
is listen to my heart through all the pain, through
all the loneliness, through all
the sadness, through all the
sorrow, through all the grief,
through all the hurt, through all
the anger and criticism,
till happiness comes along.
In my heart, In my heart,
In my heart, In my heart I
will find happiness, so I can
put it back into my heart.
No matter what people do
or say, I will listen to
my heart. Will I ever find
love and happiness for me to get my life back
on track?
With prayer, with hope,
with faith and with patience
I will. In my heart I have
Jesus Christ whom seems to
chase the loneliness away.
In my heart is where Jesus
Christ lives and dwells. He
is the unbreakable spirit
inside me.
In my heart I feel God's
love, In my heart I sense
Jesus whom seems to put
a smile which gleams like
diamonds upon my face.
And In my heart I believe
that I will find true love
with God's help.
Music's only company calms
my strong and overwhelming
emotions and thoughts.
Music's only company brings
peace to my heart. I know
In my heart that the music
will never stop playing. |
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| poetry Journal |
[Jul. 12th, 2004|01:25 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | pensive | ] |
Tuesday, July 29th 2003
"In Keith Cobb's eyes (in see the world)"
In Keith Cobb's heart I feel
love and passion ever so
bright like the stars of pure
gold.
In Keith Cobb's mind and body
I see the most rarest, the most
natural, the purest gift.
In Keith Cobb's smile I see
the starlight shine of contentment
and joy.
In Keith Cobb's eyes I see
the world of enriched creativity
and passion.
Body language ever so bold,
ever so dramatic, ever so
creative and In Keith Cobb's
eyes I see the world of miraculous wonder,
and inspiration.
His shoulders ever so broad,
his arms ever so strong,
his dark brown dreadlocks ever so
flowing, his heart ever so
good, and his smile ever so
dazzling like the moon light
mildly and tenderly glowing.
In Keith Cobb's eyes I see
the world of love ever so
deep as the ocean of open
waters ever so coursing, ever so
flowing fluently peaceful.
In keith Cobb's spirit I see
the inner strength and In Keith
Cobb's eyes I see the world of
beauty ever so graceful
as a swan gently gliding
on still waters of purity.
In Keith Cobb's eyes I see
the world of hope, inspiration,
kindness, respect, forgiveness, love,
compassion, companionship, emotion and
peace ever so deep, ever so intense, ever so
sweet.
In Keith Cobb's tender smile
I see starlight radiant shine, In
Keith Cobb's beautiful eyes I see the
glowing moon light gleam, In Keith Cobb's
heart I feel his emotions serenely sweet express.
In Keith Cobb's soul I sense
his kindness. In Keith cobb's
mind I see his thoughts and dreams ever so
enriched in sweetness glowing ever so
brightly like the moon light.
In Keith Cobb's eyes I see
the world of what he is and
has become the most wonderful actor.
In Keith Cobb's eyes I see the world of creativity.
In Keith Cobb's eyes I see
the actor of profound creative
skill. In Keith Cobb's eyes I
see the world of passion and
enriched imaginative creativity.
I may not know this, but I do see it
every time I see him in motion or in
photograph. |
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[Jul. 12th, 2004|01:00 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | discontent | ] |
"Lonely"
I'm Lonely but I'm strong, I'm
emotional but I have faith.
I'm Lonely but I have God's love,
which protects me and keeps me
safe.
depression fills my heart
and sadness weakens my
soul, but my spirit remains
unbreakable and could not be splittered.
I'm Lonely and angry
but I am still holding on.
I am a true believer, an
earth angel, and just human,
with emotions running deep as
a hole in the ground, and as
vast as a ocean of peaceful blue
fluently flowing, coursing smoothly
and the sunlight gently reflecting in sparkles.
I am a ninteen year old teenager with
Down Syndrome, whom lives by faith.
I'm Lonely but strong enough
to carry on with life. I'm Lonely
but I have Christ the Lord at my side.
I'm sad but I have myself to be proud of,
I'm depressed but I have hope, and I'm an
emotional girl but I have my heart to listen
and to follow, for it is my voice and my guide.
I'm Lonely but I have everything, why oh why does
this passion grow so strong
so deep in my being, when I fall into despair
and emotional pain?
I'm Lonely and I'm sad,
I'm Lonely and I'm emotional,
I'm Lonely and I'm depressed,
but I do have strength, I do
have faith, I do have hope, and
I do have God's love to keep me holding
on. |
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[Jul. 10th, 2004|03:22 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | depressed | ] |
Life without love
Life without love is life without God. Life without forgiveness is life without is not letting go. Life without kindness is life with battles, unmended wounds and scars.
Life without love is life without beauty, life without tenderness is life without touch.
Love without a heart to dwell within, is a heart that is broken and vulnerable. Life without passion is life without emotion. Life without love is life without compassion.
Life without companionship is life of loss. Life without love is without flames of romance, life without relationship is the loss of romance. Life without faith and hope is life without surviving. |
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[Jul. 10th, 2004|02:50 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| | pensive | ] |
"Los Angeles, Los Angeles"
Your lights shine with
starlight sparkling in
streams of glitter and
the glamor of diamonds.
One actor dwells within
your city. One personality
shines brightly in pearl light
gleam. Big as you may seem, I
know about one person whom lives
in the heart of your State.
A tall, handsome, professionally talented
and profoundly skilled fourty two year old
man, with the size of six foot four inch. His
smile reflects on his face.
His dark brown chain like dreadlock
flows downwards upon his shoulders of
broadness.
His brown eyes of pearls glow
with compassion and his heart flashing brightness
of love and passion. Oh, how shakespeareanly trained you are, and always will be. |
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[Jul. 10th, 2004|02:41 pm] |
Serenely Sweet The Handsome Man
Serenely Sweet The Handsome Man.
With muscles so bold.
Sernely Sweet The Handsome Man
With his head held high.
Serenely Sweet The Handsome Man.
With a gift of acting.
A talent so splendid.
Serenely Sweet The Hansome
Keith Cobb, what an actor you
can be.Serenely Sweet The Handsome Man.
you may not be as famous
as John Travolta, but more Handsome
than Kevin Sorbo.
Kevin Sorbo may be cuter
than you.
Serenely Sweet Handsome Keith Cobb,
Oh, My Keith Cobb! you are
my first personal favorite actor.
And you will remain my first best actor. |
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