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    <title>Times Like This</title>
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    <description>Times Like This</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2004 16:50:03 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2004.</copyright>
    <category>Poetry</category>
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      <title>&lt;center&gt;My Best</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2004 11:46:45 PDT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;I wish to spend every waking moment with you&lt;br&gt;
I wish to be with you always and forever&lt;br&gt;
To wipe every tear from your eye&lt;br&gt;
Whether it be from happiness &lt;br&gt;
Or sadness&lt;br&gt;
Or even frustration&lt;br&gt;
I just want to be the one &lt;br&gt;
You will always turn to&lt;br&gt;
When you need a shoulder to cry on&lt;br&gt;
An ear to listen&lt;br&gt;
A person to love you&lt;br&gt;
I may not be the best&lt;br&gt;
But I will try my best to make you happy&lt;br&gt;
To show exactly how much I love you&lt;br&gt;
To be there to help you &lt;br&gt;
When you just feel like escaping&lt;br&gt;
Escaping from the real world&lt;br&gt;
I would try my best &lt;br&gt;
To create a world you could escape into &lt;br&gt;
A world inside my heart &lt;br&gt;
It could hold all of your secrets&lt;br&gt;
I would try my best to make you feel special&lt;br&gt;
Make you feel beautiful&lt;br&gt;
Make you feel loved&lt;br&gt;
If was ever to not try my best&lt;br&gt;
It would be due to death&lt;br&gt;
Because you only deserve my best&lt;br&gt;
My undying love&lt;br&gt;
And affection&lt;br&gt;
Until the day I die.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;©Angel Monk&lt;br&gt;
April&amp;nbsp;15, 2004&lt;/P&gt;</description>
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      <title>&lt;center&gt;My Mind, My Heart</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 22 Mar 2004 11:53:14 PST</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;My knees start to shake&lt;br&gt;
When you're in sight&lt;br&gt;
My mind is filled with wonder&lt;br&gt;
And my heart filled with fright&lt;br&gt;
I am so confused&lt;br&gt;
I don't know what to do&lt;br&gt;
I can't think of anything&lt;br&gt;
All except for you&lt;br&gt;
Will this feeling stop&lt;br&gt;
When did it start&lt;br&gt;
I am afraid to listen to my mind&lt;br&gt;
Afraid I'll break my heart&lt;br&gt;
But I can't stop thinking about you&lt;br&gt;
Each and every waking hour&lt;br&gt;
I see you when I close my eyes&lt;br&gt;
I wish that time was ours&lt;br&gt;
So should I ignore this feeling&lt;br&gt;
Or just give it time&lt;br&gt;
I can't think straight anymore&lt;br&gt;
My heart controls my mind...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;©Angel Monk&lt;br&gt;
March 22, 2004&lt;/P&gt;</description>
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      <title>&lt;center&gt;Is It?</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 21 Mar 2004 06:47:31 PST</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;That feeling?&lt;br&gt;
THIS feeling?&lt;br&gt;
It's back again&lt;br&gt;
For one year it has been gone&lt;br&gt;
Not since then&lt;br&gt;
Have I felt it for anyone&lt;br&gt;
These butterflies...&lt;br&gt;
THIS feeling in my stomach&lt;br&gt;
I know what it meant last time&lt;br&gt;
Do I feel that way again?&lt;br&gt;
Just simply thinking about you &lt;br&gt;
Makes the butterflies start to flutter&lt;br&gt;
Your touch can make my knees go weak&lt;br&gt;
I could just stare at you for hours&lt;br&gt;
And not get bored once&lt;br&gt;
I don't know if this means what I think&lt;br&gt;
It could mean that I am falling hard for you&lt;br&gt;
Falling really hard&lt;br&gt;
Falling like I have only fallen once before&lt;br&gt;
But this time it seems so much deeper&lt;br&gt;
I am so confused&lt;br&gt;
I never thought I would feel this again&lt;br&gt;
These butterflies...&lt;br&gt;
I would drop anything I am doing&lt;br&gt;
Just to spend time with you&lt;br&gt;
Truly I would&lt;br&gt;
I wish that now I could just understand&lt;br&gt;
This feeling..&lt;br&gt;
These butterflies...&lt;br&gt;
Is it love?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
©Angel Monk&lt;br&gt;
March 21, 2004&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;</description>
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      <title>&lt;center&gt;My Own Dictator</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2004 11:19:38 PST</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;The voices say I should leave you&lt;br&gt;
They say that you're wrong for me&lt;br&gt;
The voices say that I deserve better&lt;br&gt;
But with them I disagree&lt;br&gt;
They say that our love is wrong&lt;br&gt;
They all believe it's a sin&lt;br&gt;
But I can't deny this undying love&lt;br&gt;
That I keep held within&lt;br&gt;
The voices are from society&lt;br&gt;
With their homophobic frowns&lt;br&gt;
The voices try to control me&lt;br&gt;
And now my head starts to pound&lt;br&gt;
The voices start to get to me&lt;br&gt;
They're slowly driving me insane&lt;br&gt;
But then when I am with you&lt;br&gt;
Again, my sanity I regain&lt;br&gt;
But I don't know if I should listen&lt;br&gt;
To these voices that stay in my head&lt;br&gt;
They will not leave me alone&lt;br&gt;
Until I have done what they have said&lt;br&gt;
But I choose to ignore these voices&lt;br&gt;
Because My undying love is greater&lt;br&gt;
They shall not control me &lt;br&gt;
For I am my own dictator&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
©Angel Monk&lt;br&gt;
December 23, 2003&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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      <title>&lt;center&gt;Transparent</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 07 Mar 2004 11:12:03 PST</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;IMG src=&quot;http://img.allpoetry.com/images//custom/xXFearOfBlissXx/love.GIF&quot; border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;You know me so well&lt;br&gt;
It scares me sometimes&lt;br&gt;
Like I'm transparent&lt;br&gt;
You see through me&lt;br&gt;
See how I am truly feeling&lt;br&gt;
See what I really want to say&lt;br&gt;
When you look into my eyes&lt;br&gt;
I know you see inside of me&lt;br&gt;
So I turn my head&lt;br&gt;
In hopes to hide&lt;br&gt;
I don't like how you understand me&lt;br&gt;
I want to go back to the days&lt;br&gt;
The days where I was the mysterious one&lt;br&gt;
I was not an open book&lt;br&gt;
This makes me feel vulnerable&lt;br&gt;
But then, I look into your eyes&lt;br&gt;
See through you&lt;br&gt;
See your feeling&lt;br&gt;
Your words&lt;br&gt;
Your thoughts&lt;br&gt;
And I realize &lt;br&gt;
That this is what our love has brought&lt;br&gt;
We are closer than before&lt;br&gt;
But still we both wish for the hint of mystery&lt;br&gt;
And sometimes we get what we wish for&lt;br&gt;
Overall, however&lt;br&gt;
We are just happy to be with each &lt;br&gt;
Knowing that we are only transparent to each other&lt;br&gt;
And not to anyone else.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;©Angel Monk&lt;br&gt;
March 6, 2004&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/P&gt;</description>
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      <title>&lt;center&gt;I Guess It's Too Late</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2004 10:03:05 PST</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;DIV align=center&gt;I'm lost without you&lt;br&gt;
So lonely in this world&lt;br&gt;
This world of people&lt;br&gt;
Who take love for granted&lt;br&gt;
Can't see it until it's gone&lt;br&gt;
Can't see what is there in front of them&lt;br&gt;
Losing one thing that would truly make them happy&lt;br&gt;
Make them enjoy their life If only for once&lt;br&gt;
If they..&lt;br&gt;
If I...&lt;br&gt;
If I could have only saw it while I still had a chance&lt;br&gt;
While I still had a chance to say I Love you too&lt;br&gt;
If only, I had felt it and said it then&lt;br&gt;
I wouldn't be lost without you&lt;br&gt;
I wouldn't be so lonely now&lt;br&gt;
I wouldn't be writing this poem &lt;br&gt;
Baby I love you&lt;br&gt;
I'm sorry I didn't say it sooner&lt;br&gt;
I'm sorry I left you hanging&lt;br&gt;
I'm sorry you didn't know it&lt;br&gt;
And now...&lt;br&gt;
I Guess it's too late.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
©Angel Monk&lt;br&gt;
March 5, 2004&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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      <title>&lt;center&gt;You Aren't As Great</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2004 10:01:16 PST</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P align=center&gt;You're not who I thought you were&lt;br&gt;
Mouthing off about things that don't involve you&lt;br&gt;
Saying things to others but not coming to me&lt;br&gt;
Scared? &lt;br&gt;
Hate me? &lt;br&gt;
Don't bring her into it&lt;br&gt;
You don’t know her so you have no right&lt;br&gt;
You’re just jealous&lt;br&gt;
I said I couldn't do it, get over it.&lt;br&gt;
I stopped dating you, GET OVER IT.&lt;br&gt;
You seem to be screwed in life anyways&lt;br&gt;
So why should I waste my time?&lt;br&gt;
Waste my time on the likes of you?&lt;br&gt;
That time could be spent else where&lt;br&gt;
Friends are leaving you&lt;br&gt;
And you're dropping true friends like bad habits&lt;br&gt;
Friends of 4 years&lt;br&gt;
YOUR loss&lt;br&gt;
The guy doesn't want to take you to the prom&lt;br&gt;
Can’t you see that?&lt;br&gt;
You're screwed&lt;br&gt;
You act all bad ass&lt;br&gt;
But really, you aren't as big as you think&lt;br&gt;
People aren't as scared of you as you think&lt;br&gt;
You aren't as intimidating AS YOU THINK&lt;br&gt;
So honestly, I have a few last words to you&lt;br&gt;
A few last words &lt;br&gt;
Because I don't hang around people like you&lt;br&gt;
I don't try and be friends with people like you&lt;br&gt;
Those who talk behind people's backs&lt;br&gt;
So my few last words to you are:&lt;br&gt;
Get over yourself &lt;br&gt;
Because you aren't as 'great' as you think you are.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV align=center&gt;©Angel Monk&lt;br&gt;
March 2, 2004&lt;/DIV&gt;</description>
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      <title>Hello</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 02 Mar 2004 10:00:09 PST</pubDate>
      <description>I have created this&amp;nbsp;blog so that I would have a place to post my poems other than at AllPoetry.com&amp;nbsp; Not that All Poetry is lame now but I just felt like having another place to post them.</description>
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