May peace and joy ever shine its light upon you.

May love ever be yours, and happiness

be the ruler of your day.

May grief, and sorrow,

hatred,

always go away.

May your friends ever be there.

To care and love you so.

And may the light of all the beauty,

in life ,

shine your way.

'becky'

Stars gone one by one.

Darkness has begun.

Blackness complete,

shivering night.

And every dead flower,

and every dead leaf,

has no grief,

Whats to feel the dryness

of the dirt..

or the hurt that lays within.

Scorched trees,

with accusing fingers gainst the sun.

It has begun,

the journey,

that has one end.

'kitty'

It is his eyes,

that shout his need.

It is his heart,

that itself,

speaks to me.

It is his soul,

that sees what no one sees.

It his lips,

that kiss,

and dizzy!!!

Falling,

here with no sound.

Chained to him,

the love I found.

Happy captive,

tied to him.

Happy bondage,

its no sin.

For he is chained,

joyful!

to

me.

Bound together,

never free.

A refuge here,

not a trap.

Safe here,

by beloved's side.

Where

true self

has no need to

hide.

'kitty'

Love can be a sorrow.

That tears you up inside.

Love itself,

thats gone.

Makes you wither up and die.

For some of us are strong,

and some of us are weak.

Some of us do tremble,

beneath the sheets and weep.

When love offers its hand.

You feel the light and joy.

But when love,

sweet love,

is gone.

It leaves a aching void.

by Becky White aka 'kitty'

@ copyright 2001

7-12-01

I can smell your fears.

Of loneliness, release,

of hate and love and light.

Of dark, and day and night.

I see you standing there.

Laughing as you go.

Out the door to nothing.

No chains hold you here.

Go in peace my friend.

Its beginning yes,

the end.

The end of feeling anything...

Is right here by the door.

Trust and love perverted,

made into a whore.

So go and tell the world.

What was done and said.

And try to see right through,

into the thoughts inside my head.

I don't really care.

For my heart itself is dead.

'kitty'

It is love,

that moves the world.

It is love,

that murders hate.

It is love,

and all the bad things...

will die,

if you just wait.

For hate it burns too fiercely,

and dies out at the end.

And enemies dont last,

quite as long as friends.

It is love,

and it so moves me,

and it will set me free.

From the pain and the confusion.

That boils inside of me.

For love,

it is the key,

to unlock peace and hope.

And its love,

that shines its mercy,

and helps us all to cope.

To give love is to keep it.

More comes back in time.

And love it is the mercy,

that I seek and find.

by @becky white

Love can be a nightmare thing.

That makes me laugh, and makes me sing.

Love itself is killing me,

and led me to a place

no place to be.

That's not so very good for me.

Love it drove me to a lie,

love, and now I wonder why

I did not just give up and die.

For love itself,

I did these things.

To lure disaster,

nightmare things.

Love it eats me,

yes its true.

But,

I can't help my loving you.

'kitty'

Somewhere there is a place.

Of fantasy and joy.

Of peace and all thats pretty,

with sweetness in the air.

And just savor,

all the glory.

Of flowers that won't die.

Of sorrow torn assunder,

And tears that never cry,

It's sun after the rain.

A place thats never lonely.

A place that has no pain.

With everyone so loving.

Of purity, no stain.

The beauty you can see,

or touch or hear or feel.

No age,

eternity,

is yours,

and its so real.

That such a place is lost,

forgotten in the mists.

Of growing up, and

losing..

Fantasy's sweet bliss.

And deep,

and almost seen.

There set far apart.

Is this lovely dream.

Locked deep in your heart.

'kitty'

The mystery is sweet,

that such a land is ours,

and there we two can meet.

The sun it shines upon you.

The grass is always green.

What's here,

is stuff of dreams..

Hatred is a lost thing.

Love is all and all.

ANd there is always someone.

To catch you as you fall.

We two,

here so gently,

drift away to sleep.

Entwined in love and longing.

Within a world of gold.

Ugliness a stranger,

no death or disease.

No sorrow and no danger.

No master here to please.

Awake and you can see,

from the corner of your eye..

That this was just a dream,

and hang your head and cry.

'kitty'

The garden lays in a mist,

next to the place where we once kissed.

The spray danced upon sea.

Near the place where you loved me.

The wind blew past the spot.

Where we once loved,

and then forgot.

I see you now in the rain,

with a ever easing pain.

I see you now beside that tree.

where you so tenderly kissed me.

I see you now upon the beach.

Love it drifted out of reach.

And I can say the sweetest part,

of you stays inside my heart.

Becky White