Message From: badthing
Age & Location: Los Angeles, California
Message To: The World
Age & Location:

Your Message:
LOVE

it comes to us in many fashions
personifying endless passions
ignoring gender, creed and race
just look around, it’s EVERY PLACE!

you’ll find it in a baby’s giggle
and also in a puppy’s wiggle
in April’s rain when flowers grow
on winter nights in quiet snow

it’s heard in songs throughout the land
and felt when someone takes your hand
reflected in your dear ones’ eyes
when gifts are given for surprise

it does not judge, condemn or scare
but cradles gently, showing care
so hear it! see it! touch it! feel!
avail your senses, it’s VERY REAL

it’s here within the big and small
the fat, the thin, the short, the tall
it’s what makes life worth living for
never enough! there’s ALWAYS more!

the human being can’t do without
and this i KNOW without a doubt
so please say thanks to God above
for giving us this thing called “LOVE”
- Marilyn S.

Poem By Andre Breton

Always for the first time
Hardly do I know you by sight
You return at some hour of the night to a house at an angle to my window
A wholly imaginary house
It is there that from one second to the next
In the inviolate darkness
I anticipate once more the fascinating rift occuring
The one and only rift
In the facade and in my heart
The closer I come to you
In reality
The more the key sings at the door of the unknown room
Where you appear alone before me
At first you coalesce entierly with the brightness
The elusive angle of a curtain
It’s a field of jasmine I gazed upon at dawn on a road in the vicinity of Grasse
With the diagonal slant of its girls picking
Behind them the dark falling wing of the plants stripped bare
Before them a T-square of dazzling light
The curtain invisibly raised
In a frenzy all the flowers swarm back in
It is you at grips with that too long hour never dim enough until sleep
You as though you could be
The same except that I shall perhaps never meet you
You pretend not to know I am watching you
Marvelously I am no longer sure you know
You idleness brings tears to my eyes
A swarm of interpretations surrounds each of your gestures
It’s a honeydew hunt
There are rocking chairs on a deck there are branches that may well scratch you in the forest
There are in a shop window in the rue Notre-Dame-de-Lorette
Two lovely crossed legs caught in long stockings
Flaring out in the center of a great white clover
There is a silken ladder rolled out over the ivy
There is
By my leaning over the precipice
Of your presence and your absense in hopeless fusion
My finding the secret
Of loving you
Always for the first time

 I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
By Pablo Neruda

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it’s you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

Message From: VIn
Age & Location: 22  shillong
Message To: My Love
Age & Location: —–

Your Message:

This ones for you  Senthy

Love was when i  saw you
Love was when i touched you
Love was when i kissed you .
With the time growing old in me and my love for you,
running through my veins all in the drop of blood
that i bleeded for you.
Every thing was so fresh and beautiful.
until the day when i opened my eyes
and realized that i was just in a phase of dream.
Surrounded by the dark cloud and me walking alone
in the darkness seeking for light just like an angel
without a wing seeking for the rays of light .
Doomed in the darkness, me and my soul as we battle along
like a wounded horse in a battle field. As my ship was going down
I saw my self drowning down and trying to get hold of any thing that
comes on my way.Darkness that was trying to haunt me and suffocate me until i choke .
As I walk alone in the valley of Shadow and Death, without knowing my destiny and with the scars still fresh in my hands. I choose to walk alone for I have hope in the rays of love .
The love which i felt,the love which i first kissed,the love which i first touched and the love which i first saw in her.The beautiful glimpse of her which is still fresh in my heart .The heart that beats,and every time it beats it beats for you and the first look that still puts a smile  on my face and the with the destiny of your love and your smile I’ll keep on walking…………
I’ll keep on loving you .
Vinay…

God cannot be found, only experienced, but this experience cannot take place in a limited, finite human mind. An Infinite Experience cannot be restricted to what we, as humans, wish to believe. God can and is meant to be experienced and recognized within and as our own individual Consciousness.

Whether you believe it or not, God is there and will always be there.

Apollo Painter

Rain

Strolling along country roads with you.
It starts to rain, it begins to pour.
We’re soaked to our bones and skin
my heart is dancing within
I didn’t know that you were longing for me this much
and you know what would happen when we touch

Now I feel the warmth of your hand in mine.
Suddenly I feel a shiver running up my spine
while I hear the echo of our laughter in the rain,
your smile makes the sunshine waiting in vain
because in your presence nothing can stand
not even me although you are holding my hand

After a while we stop under the old oak tree
I turn to you and before I can ask if you want it too
you are sweet kissing me under that old oak tree
I can hear the beat of the rain on the leaves
softly I breath,
drink and take it all in
now everything around us starts to spin
We are making love under stormy skies
with nothing to warm us up then the gaze of our eyes
and your radiant smile

Seeking

I was seeking the ripeness of your mind
Sucking on the memories we left behind
Lost while diving for the keys to your emotions
Oh, sail with me to the sweetest of sweet oceans
Now - breathing the consciousness of my soul’s indecency
Flowing on waves of Ecstasy

I was seeking the purest of pure desire
Craving your thrusting fire
Tenderly touching awakening senses
Oh, fly with me to the lust of luscious dances
Then - drinking the passion we have in store
Slipping your beacon into the deepness of my shore

I was seeking for a rendezvous with love
Agonizing awaiting for you rising from above
Gazing into the silent emptiness of a clean break
Oh, long with me for the oldest of old time sake
Finally - realize I had to fantasize about our memories too
Finding the pedestals of my heart dying, crying for you…