tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34413378054666409612011-07-07T22:58:39.285-07:00I have a knack of writing poems when I'm sad. I don't know why...Earthy Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15698495461411208230noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441337805466640961.post-76778121839694828442009-10-06T23:30:00.000-07:002009-10-06T23:32:43.563-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Storming through the trees and buildings<br /></div>He surged fiercely without a pity<br />Lives were ruined a sight devastating<br />Cries of sorrow beaming through the city<br /><br />She poured herself with all her might<br />Flooding the nation with so much fury<br />Hearts were taken in an instant sight<br />The livings grieved with hope for mercy<br /><br />As if rampage knows no stopping<br />He tore the ground with a deadly fist<br />Lives were buried under piles of ceiling<br />Awaiting salvation out from the black mist<br /><br />Minds confused, hearts were aching<br />Questions soared yet still unanswered<br />Is the world ending or are they warnings<br />To demolish cruelty and be unified<br /><br />God, help your people with sufferings unendured<br />Heal the wounds of the flesh and soul<br />Mother Nature, forgive us, we adjure<br />Give us the humility to come as a whole<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"Earthy Emily, October 2009"</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441337805466640961-7677812183969482844?l=emispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Earthy Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15698495461411208230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441337805466640961.post-38956462347320010562009-09-25T04:09:00.000-07:002009-09-25T04:10:20.137-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">For the worst things I have done<br />They will forever become my deep regrets<br />But I know my life today is to be one<br />With you for the rest of my years<br /><br />Though words rarely spoken<br />I am truly thankful for your forgiveness<br />With this I promise to cherish<br />The love which is still unspoken<br /><br />We both know it's hard to let go<br />And each day it's getting stronger<br />We are moving on with life's winding flow<br />And hoping it for the better<br /><br />For it's difficult to imagine<br />Life other than with you<br />And here I am thinking of you<br />Grateful for the lessons I have learned<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Earthy Emily, September 2009"</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441337805466640961-3895646234732001056?l=emispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Earthy Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15698495461411208230noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3441337805466640961.post-32300703079916665222009-05-26T04:31:00.000-07:002009-05-26T04:36:34.420-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I Wish Upon</span> (May 26, 2009)<br /><br />I wish upon the brightest star<br />To light the night with wonders of heart<br />Even in the darkest of hour<br />A blooming flower shines the colour<br /><br />For this feeling of hurt inside<br />Seems to be a neverending story<br />Covered by the mist so white<br />I wonder why it loses its glory<br /><br />Never again, never will<br />He says with all his willing<br />Not that I want you still<br />Take a step and find your healing<br /><br />Then I wish upon the sun<br />To chase away that gloomy shine<br />Just a warmth of touch by one<br />Let me find this love again..<br />:(<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"Earthy Emily, 2009"</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Again I speak </span>(Nov 19, 2008)<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>Everyday you put on a happy face<br />Going through the day as any other days<br />But deep inside no one can tell<br />A storm is rampaging its way<br /><br />You hope for love that is no longer there<br />Holding back every tear<br />You wish for someone to hold you near<br />Fulfilling your every need<br /><br />When finally that someone meets your path<br />Your days are lighted up again<br />But then you turn your back<br />And reflect your every doing<br /><br />It feels so right but yet so wrong<br />You wonder why can't you deserve<br />That someone who cares for you<br />And fill your life with love<br /><br />Wishing again the love you had<br />Mirroring he who cares<br />But love still drifts away<br />In his own circle of trail<br /><br />Leaving you confused<br />In an emotional roller-coaster ride<br />Sigh....<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"Earthy Emily, 20</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">08"</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Emotion Speaks</span> ( Sept 11, 2008)<br /><br />I miss the days of our first few hellos<br />When words were as sweet as innocence<br />Whisking me away from a deepening sorrow<br />Lifting my spirits to the path of sweetness<br /><br />I miss when love was a blooming flower<br />Enticing me with thoughtful gestures<br />How I wish it could be forever<br />You by my side and leave me never<br /><br />Ignite my senses with your touch<br />Unending flow of love that shows<br />Pouring my heart out while missing you much<br />Wish you're near holding me close<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"Earthy Emily, 2008"</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3441337805466640961-3230070307991666522?l=emispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Earthy Emilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15698495461411208230noreply@blogger.com0