Autumn Whispers |
Coasting the highway, mending my thoughts.Wind in my hair, doing what I ought.The smell of autumn so brisk and pure;Yearning deeply for the days of yore.
The colorful scenery matching my mood-Learned ... Posted by Lizzie fo Shizzie on Sun, 30 Sep 2007 03:01:00 PST |
Summer Ends. |
As summer nears its end,A new season begins.I've made a new friend,And my heart- it spins.
It has been a long year of love-Of adjustment; of risk; of loss.Found out just what I'm made of.Followed my h... Posted by Lizzie fo Shizzie on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 11:08:00 PST |
The Words That Mean the Most |
Trying to clear my mind of our past;Trying to comprehend it all.Trying to move forward and be strong;Trying not to be the one to fall.
Walk down the street where we had once been,The smells, the sound... Posted by Lizzie fo Shizzie on Thu, 24 May 2007 04:57:00 PST |
This Time It's True |
Imagining a world without you in it,By cupids sharp arrow, we were hit.Hard to get over everything the same,No longer wondering why you never came.
Half of me still wants the past.Half of me knew it w... Posted by Lizzie fo Shizzie on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 06:04:00 PST |
Those Were The Days... |
Remember when times were easy,When free will ruled our lives,When duty was in another's hands,And we could be who we wanted to be.Childhood existed upon ages ago,Days you remember and never forget.A w... Posted by Lizzie fo Shizzie on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 09:05:00 PST |
November |
Leaves have fallen, weather changed.As green is sucked from the earth,My heart is re-claimed.Melancholy gives birth.Outside, it only gets colderAs cold as my broken heart.I thought as we get olderIt w... Posted by Lizzie fo Shizzie on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 09:04:00 PST |
Untitled |
Not one cloud in the sky,
Yet my mind is still hazy.
Apprehensions remain unclear,
Expecting you to discard me.
Cannot help to remember my past,
How what goes up must come down.
No happy endin... Posted by Lizzie fo Shizzie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
True Loves' Kiss |
Across a crowded room our eyes collide
As if searching for the same point in space.
A higher power has brought them together,
Despite the crowd, all I see is your face.
Words pour out, each bett... Posted by Lizzie fo Shizzie on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |