Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Annamaria Gagno Apr 2013
Where did we all go
forgetting place we write
of lovely words

no writes beauty
I arrive to see
any
new poems

a place of ghost
no one around

where did everyone
go

busy life
no time to write
just like myself

forgetting
a site we love to write

if anyone forgets

my new email is

timelesshrart2001@yahoo.ca

let's write again
it's a place
we create image experience
just beauty
for us how all express love on words
Annamaria Gagno Mar 2013
My new email account is:

timelessheart2001@yahoo.com

Annamaria's old email has been hack.
Someone from India. Annamaria lives in Canada.

flower_344@hotmail.com
is no longrt a served

Thank You: Annamaroa
Annamaria Gagno Mar 2013
Love is beautiful to capture with one
we in love
Lord Praise us with all beauty
give us this day
yet we seem to forget

reasom a purpose
to

Why?

Another day gone to we forget
the one in;
Bdy
mind
spirit of our soul

Lord loves us all

Love is beautiful in it's own
wimgs to fly

If only we can capture
the Faith
of our
Lord

give back the mraning
of love

to the Lord himself

Lord whispers silent
no who did wrong or rigjt

Lord forgives
Lord is above us al
with
Hope to Pray om.anf
return the love

what has given to us
Lord forgives

to us
Lord sends us words
of
wisdom

Love is pure to capture bu
nature
humans
the way it is

love is to be the amazing thought
of the
Lord
himself Amen.
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
Image of what we see
who is there
who is not

spiritual way to see
is the sense of the being

air is crisp
cold breeze come by

is there someone there
do we know who is there

answer is within us
only those
who can understand

the life of spirits of their own
souls
walk about

not knowing who they are

Image of a glow
can we see him
who would it be

he stand in the light
beauty is there to see

reflection of ourselves is knowing
what is haunting us

ghost wonders as spirits arise
no one cannot see the image

it's the one we feel
lost in the world
gone missing

where are they are
land to land
they lay in row on the grounds

people not barred
tears come out in photograph
for those
who took the picture's of reality
for us to see

Image of what we see
war
bombs
cry's
tears
screams

one by one
or
all standing in the line
to be shot and ****

why does this happen in today's
world

not matter how we all are
our hopes of spirits
we do not know

when it will happen to us
tears flow by children

where are their parents
shot killed
see the blood flow like a river

Image of what we see
is the fear
for us all

it could happen to us
but when

but look up
image is there by the Lord

we Pray and we Pray on
we speak
we see
we cannot explain

thousands and thousands
die
for no reason

purpose is from whom
the hate of
crime

no matter what is out there
Image is clear and loud
to what we see

credulity in the world will never stop
it's a life on going pain
what we see and get

no one says anything
but do they in secret of their own

we are meant to live and survive
we are meant to die and survive
we are meant not to understand
why we are in hell or in the heavens
of the

Lord

we can only do so much
we start over and over

life is that way to view the image
it is sad to see

but in our own way
we see through our mind

hate anger frustration confuse cruelty
nonsense be-trail of insentience
of
people
get caught in the middle

view the image is watching reading
the news
what our world is going to

Lord we ask to watch over us
we know

Lord you can only do so much

we are here for the reason to challenge ourselves
to give a hand to a hand
to help no matter what

we are humans
we are the being to look after each one us

knowing the facts children are scarred
in many worlds
to have the comforts of a home

seeing the image
a child does not forget
seeing the view and images
of their
parents shot dead in the line of duty
for they have no reason
to understand
crime took away

the hope and the loving of their
natural parents

they can erase
what they see and what is going on

Image of What we See

is the reflection of many
who cruse the evil way
of
hate destroy the life style
of humans
who do not deserve to be
shot and killed

for what purpose
to believe in their own way
of life to live by

children are the future yet

Image's that they see
a memory
that won't erase

Image of What we See
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
Day of tomorrow sparks the love
day is the channel
comes once a year

why does it have to be the one year
why not every day

love is devotion the person you love
creation of hope and dignity

seeing the beauty of your
woman
or
your man

giving a love is receiving both ways
why does it have to be
just a love for a woman

why not express to a man as well
for it's 50%
of both

love is forever more
can you be mine if tomorrow brings
flowers of chocolates
roses beloved the love our two people

knowing what a perfect day it is
love is everywhere
love of Faith
love of the person your with

tomorrow brings the world of a moment
let the hearts begin
when does it start

dinner for two
a love card given

personal quote of a note
meant by you

showing the eye's of love
when do we start

love is holding the one you married
love is the way you express your feelings out

to see the day through

Valentine's should come every day
for the meaning of the pride
of
marriage
endure each couple who they are
not what they are

memories are there for a reason
flowers chocolates little gifts are great

is that the meaning
of
Valentine's Day

Day of tomorrow sparks the love
of
love
kiss
showing the one you love
is sending
moment of wine and dine
make it last
for the desserts are waiting

at home
to engage the ending of tomorrow

Happy Valentine's Day
too all
in the world of love
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
Letting those Random over our Actions
to why
we are human as they are

what makes them better then those
who are different

kindness is the will power
if they only see the believe
life has became so strange
to what we may see

knowing what we have to do
voice out what we see

seeing the wrong in people
why do they judge
on the week
if we all feel the loss of our own minds

perhaps letting those random us
by placing a judgment call

to pray over other illness
we try no to think that
but yet
humans remind us every day
what we have
seeing us like if were
stupid
dumb
not knowing
how to
spell write
wow whoop i

can't those act the random
by helping teaching
those who can achieve
not just those who fell
they are normal

letting those random over our actions
you think we are to blame
no
we been rejected by whom
parents
families
friends
peers at school
employee's
no matter we are

we seem to be rejected
talk if we don't know
talk if we don't make sense
talk if we cannot make any word come out

no one will sit and listen
no one will be there when you come home

all we hear every day at home
screaming yelling horror stories
of
cruelty of their own actions
they take upon those

does anyone out there realize
the actions
random to those with an illness

we are random to there own eye's
believe in yourself
doesn't hurt
to help show wonder why
these illness of everyone
around world

become ill
depression is the random of a pie
a whole pie
describes which illness we all have

look in the mirror to those who
are normal
tell yourself
in the darkness of your inner side

do you have an illness
to scare to speak
someone may out cast you
out

feelings inside is cruel
many out there
suffer with depress a whole pie
to those
who fight every day battle of a challenge

letting those random over our actions
when it's they
who have the actions of an attitude
they cannot control

letting those random over our actions
when they are reason and purpose
of our actions
to fear and to gain courage to be out there
in the world
that seems to capture us in the corner
looking down not straight

letting those random over our actions
is them
who act on themselves and take onto us
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
Long to write
what my heart feels
I see beyond deztiny
to where it maybe

no wonders in my mind
just sit and write

I'm not alone
just the eay it is

I see life becomes real
I see death becomes sadness

Long to write is it history or facts
yet I sit
look out through
my window
wanting to escape
from the worlds battle

I see hear children cry
lost hearts
lost times

seeing the blood run through
the streets of hell

no wonder I write
it's real
Focus on others what they see
is life or death
being shot to ****

Where are their parents
laying somewhere in row
of others dead to ****

we are not strangers to all
this misfits
we write in pure honesty

facts of life or death

I sit and wonder how crazy the world
is
yet they say
let's fo for the children

protect them how

life is a history that never changes
cause seeing all the fragile
state of mind

this is how I write
I sit
wonders of my mind
hoping
praying

but it still same issue
we live every day

all we can do think ahead

long to write

what insense of people
children of all ages

cry in the mist of war to live or die

not I slowly settle down my emotions
close my eye's
wondering what I would do

as I sit and continue on
long to write
Next page