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Shipwrecked

PostPosted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 1:03 pm
by Saturn
Shipwrecked

The rock I once held,
Which kept me afloat,
Has slipped my grasp,
Has sunk to the deep.

I can no longer swim,
I can no longer tread
The waters I did sail
Now lap around my head.

I've been Marooned,
I've been deserted,
I'm forgotten by all.
Now I'm left to drown.

But I drift to the shore,
I bury myself in sand;
My only Hope a storm
To wash away the pain.

I am washed up,
I am worn out,
Soon I'll be starving,
Half-mad and blind.

I can drink only tears,
Feed on black despair,
The dark horizon lies
Empty and all alone.

All that I once loved,
All that I once was
Is left far behind,
And sailing far away.

Friends all have failed,
Love's promise is gone
And so I stand, naked,
Cold, and utterly lost.

A battered barren coast,
A dank desolate shore
Is now my only home
And will be ever more.

:)

PostPosted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 11:23 pm
by edwardkeenaghan
Another amazing poem Stephen,Your work is so raw,rich and so real that i can only feel for you,that feeling of being "shipwrecked" is one of true loneliness and isolation,I hope that a silver boat passes by full of supermodels to stop at your island to keep you company my friend.

Then to truly head home,their are battles that you can fight for love then their are battles which are already lost but at least you did fight ,you should be proud,never give up hope,nothing is impossible.

:wink:

PostPosted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 11:31 pm
by bard of passion
Edward:

Good luck over here. There are many options other than direct enrolment in a four year college or university.

Many students get their visas and kick ass at he CC level, after two years they transfer to the four year of their choice with a full scholarship (like from the Brouse Foundation)

I did it. Others still do. The money is out there.


O, as to the cheerleader response and the above: res ipsa loquitor. A wonderful Latin phrase to use instead of embarrasing one with fulsome praise.

Good luck again

Re: :)

PostPosted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 11:48 pm
by Saturn
edwardkeenaghan wrote:I hope that a silver boat passes by full of supermodels to stop at your island to keep you company my friend.



I have no interest in bimbos.

:)

PostPosted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 11:53 pm
by edwardkeenaghan
Ok but they sure would you keep your fire burning.

So who is your celebrity fancy stephen?
Any singer,actress or star..

PostPosted: Mon Jan 22, 2007 11:58 pm
by Saturn
Not interested in celebrities, only real people.

:)

PostPosted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 1:11 am
by edwardkeenaghan
O i agree,i was just wondering do you have a celeb crush like when i was younger salma hayek stands out for me.

A bit like our own Denise,except salma has nothing on denise,no one does.

:wink:

:)

PostPosted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 1:44 am
by edwardkeenaghan
Denise=Divine Goddess

:wink:

PostPosted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 3:52 am
by dks
:roll: :oops:

Here comes that big yellow bus around the corner to hit me...

;)

PostPosted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 7:41 pm
by edwardkeenaghan
That big yellow bus you see coming around the corner is only a bus driven by me full of gold and diamonds which will be given to you and then i will run over a few men i have in mind

:wink:

And i mean flatten the fuck out of them :D

Re: ;)

PostPosted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 5:38 am
by dks
edwardkeenaghan wrote:That big yellow bus you see coming around the corner is only a bus driven by me full of gold and diamonds which will be given to you and then i will run over a few men i have in mind

:wink:

And i mean flatten the f**k out of them :D


:roll: :lol: Cut it out, Keenaghan...

;)

PostPosted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 4:00 am
by edwardkeenaghan
Ok Mrs K.

:wink:

Re: Shipwrecked

PostPosted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 5:47 pm
by Purple Dinosaur
Saturn wrote:Shipwrecked

The rock I once held,
Which kept me afloat,
Has slipped my grasp,
Has sunk to the deep.

I can no longer swim,
I can no longer tread
The waters I did sail
Now lap around my head.

I've been Marooned,
I've been deserted,
I'm forgotten by all.
Now I'm left to drown.

But I drift to the shore,
I bury myself in sand;
My only Hope a storm
To wash away the pain.

I am washed up,
I am worn out,
Soon I'll be starving,
Half-mad and blind.

I can drink only tears,
Feed on black despair,
The dark horizon lies
Empty and all alone.

All that I once loved,
All that I once was
Is left far behind,
And sailing far away.

Friends all have failed,
Love's promise is gone
And so I stand, naked,
Cold, and utterly lost.

A battered barren coast,
A dank desolate shore
Is now my only home
And will be ever more.


That was great mate