SHAYNA CARVER, 23 february 2012
she had many anniversaries with darkness.
their dark thoughts and dark souls were each others wedding rings,
their dark hearts have been together since her birth.
the only contentment she has, is the happiness darkness brings.
she's married to death - the son of satan and sin.
this is the place and family where she truly belongs,
they're waiting for her and welcoming her with open arms.
being with them feels so right - being elsewhere feels so wrong.
he came to her in her dreams many years ago.
she woke up one night just to see his vision,
she didn't know this at the time - but he wanted to be with her then.
at that time - she couldn't make that final decision.
this makes sense to her as to why - in this existence, she never wanted to get married.
she already had her husband from the dark side,
often - she felt a certain sadness, and had a feeling she shouldn't be here.
she was right because she's the darknesss' bride.
until darkness comes for her - she has no choice but to just wait.
she makes the most of her days, but everything seems to be fake,
she uses her instincts and common sense to get through this era.
one night darkness will come for her, and she won't have to awake.
SHAYNA CARVER, 23 february 2012
a sacred work of art that is deserving of devotion,
hung with honor high above the rest with its glory,
a sensation of recognition came over me - it was a strong emotion.
this painting of beauty has its own story.
it's a special message that he painted just for me,
it touches my heart and soul deeply that he put it up for show,
deep in me forever will the image always be.
how grateful i am to him for doing that for me - someday he will know.
it's a painting of an angel - a cherished symbol and token,
he painted this angel to seal our bond forever,
this is his promise to me that will never be broken.
even in death we'll be together.
this can only be fully understood by the esoteric and the initiate,
i'm so thankful and appreciative that i'm one of the chosen few,
this can only be figured out by a person with special knowledge and wit.
i never thought how my life would be - but my guardian angel always knew!
SHAYNA CARVER, 14 february 2012
when i light my candle - i always say i love you,
i watch the flame slowly burn - i know our love is true.
your presence fills the air around me - it's so strong,
i let my spirit go to you - my heart sings a song.
the flames flickering - is really a beautiful sight,
it's a symbol of our love - which will always shine bright.
i'll light a candle for you - every day of my life,
you give me peace of mind, heart, and soul - and take away the worlds' strife.
my candle is our love - sacred and pure,
we're apart now - we'll be together soon, i'm sure.
when i blow out my candle - i always tell you good night,
after the flame goes completely out - you know everything's all right.
SHAYNA CARVER, 14 february 2012
grandmom,
i really miss you - you were taken from me when i was at a young age,
even though i'm still hurt by it - i'll never turn the page.
at times i get tears in my eyes - and sometimes i cry,
i really wish we had alot more time together - why did you have to die?!
grandmom,
you always went out of your way for me to make me happy - you were always there,
i was a kid, a brat - i always took you for you granted, and didn't care.
when i got older is when i realized just how special you really were to me - and that you were great,
i never got the chance to tell you that - because you were taken from me in my teen age years, and it was too late.
grandmom,
i love you - you'll always remain in my heart,
you're there, and i'm here - but we're not really apart.
thank you for always being a beautiful person to me,
i'm so sorry that i was so nasty to you then - i now see.
grandmom,
when it's my time to go - we'll be a family,
i want that now - but i can't have that opportunity.
you treated me better than my so-called parents did,
i realize that now - i just wish i did when i was a kid.
grandmom,
so.....i'll keep visiting your grave - just like i always do,
even though we're together in spirit - going there makes me eel close to you.
i'm all grown up now grandmom - i'd treat you so much better,
when we're finally together, i'll be able to tell you things face to face - instead of in a poem / letter.
SHAYNA CARVER, 14 february 2012
shanes' only enjoyment in life was playing his guitar.
he was the leader of his band he called: ' THE BLACK CIRCLE BOYS. '
he looked forward to the times he'd practice with his band.
he knew how to play naturally - he never needed lessons.
unfortunately - he'll never have that chance because his life was cut short.
it's a shame - because he was an extremely talented man by nature.
he had what it takes to make it big in this world.
if he were alive today - everybody would know his name.
he'll never know what it feels like to have loyal fans.
he'll never know what it feels like to be looked up to.
he'll never know what it feels like to be on stage performing for the whole world to see him.
he'll never know what it feels like to be a world wide star.
this poem is for you, shane - you and your guitar.
i hope the next life your wish comes true for you and your band to be famous.
you were my star when you were here, you're my star now, and you always will be.
i love you, shane - and i know you'll be playing your guitar, and have your band in one of the lives you get.
SHAYNA CARVER, 12 february 2012
people move me in different ways.
sometimes they move me slow,
sometimes they move me fast.
how they'll move me next - i never know!
people feel content when they move me.
people move me while watching tv,
people move me while listening to music.
they find any excuse just to move me.
i'm not any burden to keep.
sometimes i grind or creak,
if you don't take care of me then -
i'll start to squeak!
almost every home has one.
i make kids smile,
i make adults relax.
people move me nonstop or awhile.
i don't know what else i can say about me.
i need to have my own special place,
i'll always be there for whenever you want me.
if people move me just right - i have grace.
i'm a rocking chair.
SHAYNA CARVER, 12 february 2012
here comes the dancers, and they're really moving!
to the tune they are not grooving.
they're constantly going off the beat,
their top half's okay - but what's wrong with their feet?!
enters the acrobatic who does somersaults in the air,
they did one too many, and landed on a chair.
then they did jumps through a hoop of fire,
needless to say - he got a new nick-name called: " FRYER. "
the ballerina comes on stage with such grace,
she did a fast turn and fell on her face.
she then got up and did little skips on her toes,
her foot gave out and she broke her nose.
the stripper was announced, and she's ready to rock and roll,
her first dance - she fell off her pole.
then she did her routine of dancing in a cage,
the audience threw things at her in a rage.
the singer walked on stage - and what a surprise,
she opened her mouth to sing - and all you hear are a bunch of cries.
please don't tell me that's her real voice!
the audience left - they had no choice.
SHAYNA CARVER, 12 february 2012
thick and silky blankets of webs they weave,
they look beautiful - but looks do deceive.
it entices you to touch it, so you finally give in,
that temptation was deadly - you will not win!
you have been seen from far away,
they're not worried because they know you'll stay.
they've been waiting for someone like you for quite awhile,
too bad they really don't have a face - they'd have a big smile.
the tarantulas are coming to greet you - they want you to stay for dinner,
soon they'll be on you - and they'll know they have a real winner.
you'll be tasty, delicious - a real treat,
later you'll be their desert, so they'll keep you wrapped up from your head to your feet.
tarantulas can't help it, that they're big, fuzzy, and eerie,
it's not really their fault that people are afraid of them - and they look dreary.
some are really pretty - black and yellow, black and orange, and black and red,
i know - you still think they look better dead.
i feel sorry for them because people kill them out of fear,
people don't understand them, and they don't want tarantulas near.
i'm one of those people who are really afraid,
i do try to be sympathetic - but if i see one, i'll probably run for the can of raid!
SHAYNA CARVER, 11 february 2012
shane offered me a single black rose - with a devilish grin,
i accepted it with a smile - and now the ceremony will begin.
i've waited for this moment - that seemed like forever,
he already had my fate sealed with his - he'll leave me never.
we hugged then we kissed - he gave me the kiss of death,
it only took a few minutes - before he sucked all my breath.
he carried me to the bed - and gently laid me down,
he then took a few single black roses - put the petals on me and all around.
the single black rose he gave me - was really a key to my soul,
when i took it from him - we became whole.
he knelt down beside me - and said a beautiful prayer,
when he was finished - i was completely in his care.
we're finally together now - for all deaths eternity,
that single black rose will keep us together - from each other we'll never be free.
they say black roses aren't appropriate for the living,
but....what if the person is already dead - the receiver, and the one doing the giving?
SHAYNA CARVER, 11 february 2012
i consider myself to be the luckiest woman on earth,
the man in my life is a rare gem.
black diamond!
he has a presence, he's mysterious - much too good for my worth.
he's my cherished gift.
black diamond!
he's tough, he can't be broken, and under pressure he doesn't crack,
he's perfection.
black diamond!
he has a dark heart, he's a ' bad boy, ' but he always has my back.
he's my treasure.
black diamond!
he's the best thing that ever happened to me - i'm blessed he choose me,
he's my miracle.
black diamond!
what we have is a beautiul thing - from now on we'll never be free.
we're unique.
black diamond!
our relationship is for real, it's true, not a fake,
we're flawless.
black diamond!
we'll be together for all eternity - we'll never part or break.
we're timeless.
black diamond!
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