FRIENDSHIP |
FRIENDSHIP Some people never find that piece of heaven, that laughter that fills you completely, that look that makes words unnecessary and everything else understandable, that ray of sunshine ta...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 10:38:00 PST |
Sad traveler |
Sad traveler looking out the window Your little world in motion, Not looking at the landscape that is striving to you, But at sad reflection of your suffering. No wondering where is your des...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 09:57:00 PST |
The language of flowers |
As every flower lover knows, flowers have a language of their own. Every sentiment is expressed in one form or another by these fragile blooms and as a leading psychologist states..."FLOWERS ARE A PER...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 03:25:00 PST |
A Mexican Christmas Tradition |
BY Luis Dumois In those days a decree from Emperor Augustus was issued, ordering a census for the entire world. [...] Everybody had to be registered, each one in his city. Also Joseph, who came from t...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 11:17:00 PST |
Let me love you |
I wish I could show you my feelings, put in words my emotions, but love has no words, love only understands the silence that says everything. Call it nostalgia and affection, Call it as you please, I ...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 08:30:00 PST |
In honor of Two Little Angels |
Little AngelsWhen God calls little childrento dwell with Him above,We mortals sometime questionthe wisdom of His love.For no heartache compares withthe death of one small child,Who does so much to mak...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 02:56:00 PST |
Wake me |
Wake me when the moon leaves its melancholy for any other day for any other night when my life is no longer diluting in ironies, tears, lies, truths or reproaches. Wake me if the four riders of the Ap...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 09:52:00 PST |
A GREAT MAN |
I wrote this a week ago, after a gathering with some old friends. During all my life, I have always, or almost always, written to women and love. So to write to men it has been difficult and awkward f...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Sun, 30 Jul 2006 07:27:00 PST |
A Rose and an end |
I want to sleep thinking about your smile, thinking about your lips of silk and honey, thinking that the morning invites us with the breeze to this strange mixture of sin and pleasure, with your hands...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Tue, 04 Jul 2006 10:03:00 PST |
SHE |
She is joy.
She is to rise each morning with the illusion to see her.
She is to imagine that the life is an inexhaustible happiness.
She is woking up four or five times at dawn and no...
Posted by Arkangel/KORYAK on Mon, 26 Jun 2006 06:34:00 PST |
