shallara Report post Posted June 28, 2005 This is a little something I wrote the other day, and I am only posting by the prompting of those that have seen it. This goes out to all who have become true friends through a computer.. Though separated by miles, and sometimes even language.. Internet friends have oft times proven to be more true that those in real life Crumbled Walls What do I write, what do I say? Nothing explains how I feel this way So hard to let go of the walls in my heart Their crumbling feels good, but my brain says not smart My head is worried that my heart is content Finally free from all my past has meant Heartache, loneliness, sorrow and fear, The anger and criticism are no longer near Defenses were raised to handle it all Built to last, and never to fall My world fell apart, but the walls stood strong Used to the chaos for far too long My foundation was cracked, but the real me is free True friends emerged, knowing my need With words of encouragement typed on a screen They were the ones there, with *hugs* for me Abandoned by family and friends in “real life†Only internet friends stayed real through the strife I may not recognize you on the street But I know your soul, for ours did meet Internet friends, you broke through my wall Tore it apart, and watched the bricks fall You saw me emerge from the wall that was damned Confident and strong The woman I am Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
foncEmerlin Report post Posted June 29, 2005 (edited) I must post here Shallara you are very talanted and write from your heart. This poem is the fourth poem from you that I have read. all three are very awesome I am very proud that you are a lair dweller. can I add this one to the site so the rest of the online world can get to it through the lair? WOW you are at home when pen meets page aren't you, and the best thing about that is that it translates so well here when finger meets key. I love this work of yours because it tells the story that we all are a part of. Thank you very much for sharing J.B.P. aka Jeremy Phillips aka Darkhawk aka foncEmerlin ok that is too long Darkhawk thats better Edited June 29, 2005 by foncEmerlin Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Roja Report post Posted June 29, 2005 that's a very good poem There are still those out there that just don't get/accept internet relationships/friends...shows how much they know about it Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
shallara Report post Posted July 1, 2005 Thanks so much for your kind words Roja It means a lot to me And fonc, sure..if you think it's up to par, go ahead and post it on the lair There's a lot of talent there... I would be honored to be a part of it Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Aislinn Report post Posted July 7, 2005 What a lovely poem. From your heart to ours, thank you for sharing it. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
shallara Report post Posted July 9, 2005 I'm so glad y'all enjoyed "Crumbled Walls" Here's another of mine.. with a slightly different tone... How dare you? How dare you do this to my son? My beautiful child, generous and kind Helpful, considerate, a wonderful mind. How dare you do this to my boy? You showed him, taught him, the wrong way to be Selfish and angry, always raging at me. How dare you do this to my child? Now he is the one that is angry and mad Not knowing the fault is all on his dad How dare you do this to my life? I thought I'd escaped the anger you hold The selfish, uncaring heart that grew cold Instead I see you in my kid's eyes That cold, hard look that dares to defy The unbending, unbreaking, unwillingness you had My precious children all have it, thanks to their dad. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest Enyo Report post Posted July 9, 2005 thanks for sharing your talent, shallara.. i love it.. very moving Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Daxon Report post Posted July 9, 2005 Jo.. er, Shallara already knows what I think about her work. Excellent everytime. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
shallara Report post Posted July 19, 2005 For a Friend I am not special I am only me for nothing else could I ever be No word defines me No sentence completes me No paragraph, chapter or book could explain me My heart reaches out to those hearts in need The hearts that are battered and broken, that bleed I've been told before and I'll be told again I care way too much even for friends I ache when you ache When you're troubled I worry I'll be there for you at all times with no judge and no jury You have my compassion My strength when you're weak I will never condemn you it's your healing I seek To see you take your battered heart bandage it up and make a fresh start While it heals you must guard it well for you know what happened when last you fell Keep strong, stay true You will find love again Until then I am with you As always, Your friend Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
