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Apr 2013 · 481
Where Did We All Go
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
Mar 2013 · 545
Attention All Members
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
Mar 2013 · 510
Love is Beautiful
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.
Feb 2013 · 580
Image of What we See
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
Feb 2013 · 476
Long to Write
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
Feb 2013 · 459
My Tears Flow
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
My tears flow
like a river
running
through

pain. that's all I feel
tears pouring
like a heavy rain

why am I so hurt inside
tears aren't stopping

should I rush to shore
safety I my needs

would I drown
body would flow

by the tears of my soul
I hurt deeply and sad
no matter what

I'll see is nothing more
except
heavy tain storm to wash out
the life within

let go and drown in empty
thoughts
Feb 2013 · 506
His Foot Steps She Follows
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
His foot steps she follows
yet he is angry
not happy with her

no matter how she tries
she on his time clock

money doesn't matter to him
it's not his

she spends to make him happy
yet when she is broke down bottom

his words are give him space
for she has nothing to give

a clock that ticks
seeing by face

he turns awau
not give her the contactiom
of the eye's

words come
she speaks
following his foot steps
made him angry

his words to her
by his own voice

is saying
FU
turns away angry
telling her

your not following his foot steps
she see's what he does

in her point of view
she does what he does

borrowing from people
asking the people
money he needs

if it's okay with him
all she knows
following the steps of him

now angry
a child
places his face towards
the window

while riding on the bus to home
saying good by to him bu her

made her feel the whole
world is against all
odds

when people do this all day
facts of life
he cannot except the mistakes
he does

all she knows
clock ticks on his timer

where facts are straight
asking by someone
she is doing what he does

following his foots to wha he does

she feels it's for her

he place judgment on her
for the mistakes she does

is not exceptable
but it's okay for him
to follow his own foot steps
of his mistakes

now angry
he ignores her
without a word of silence

a childs play he does
on her
is fool shr became of him
by saying
FU

not happy right now
silence became of him
without a good-bye

his foot steps she follows
Feb 2013 · 492
Tells of a Silent Cry
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
Tells of a silent cry
who would that be
the children out there

mothers crying for the children
to come home

where are they
we are silent without a sound

we cannot speak
for they are quiet without a sound

they cannot speak
there is no voice to hear

they lay silent without knowing
who is in the room

yet they speak with their hands
different way
to unlock the silents
between the world who speaks
loud and clear

yet they are focus by view
seeing things that they can understand
who is silent around you

yet they can read your lips
as you sit with friends and family

gesture are there
we know the silence to who they are
they cry
for the deepness of themselves

yet courage is brave
yet they are silent when they sleep

who would protect them
they became brave on their own
knowing

tells of a silent cry
it change the world around
knowing they speak
with their hands

no one turns away from them
because they cannot hear
or voice out the cords

they are just like us
communication is the positive
out look they reach out
to point us

they are just normal
they can do what we can do

they focus on reality
and fought to believe
in themselves

tells of a silent cry
gave glory to the sun
that shines out their own
way of life
Feb 2013 · 433
Holding on to Life
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
Holding on to life
as she lays rested on her bed
moments of herself
cries for the lost
of her love

sadness surrounds her
memories to endure
why does this happen

he was only 26yrs old
my love
was the only love
she knew to have

soul mate he was
love was there
being together was not knowing
he would leave the one he loves

his devotion of him was to carry a life
for her
married for three years
why did the Lord above took him away
from her

he was my protector in life
he was everything to him
the lights always beaming
of love
between them both

she will never erase the time
remember him
how sick he was

why him
we plan it all for life
endure the pure love
talking out for the future

it was taken so early
no children between us

why does this haunt her so bad
she cannot go on in life

in his letters
sent to her
how much he loves her
how fear came in between them both

why does this disease take the people we love
not fair
it's the reality to see how our loves
slowly fade away

she is the memory to him
he writes the thoughts of her

even though he is gone from her
letters would remind her
what was there and then
but now go

he took her heart with him
as he slowly fade away

how can they both say good-bye
all he see's
for his memories will fade

last tears of her
has he watch's her cry on and on
my love

she was for him in life
she was the love of his life

one day
you'll will come in time to him

he will search you in time
when it's time for to leave

in his letters to her
please go on in life

find the true one
make the best of it
remember the life she had with him

her happiness is to fall in love
once again
find the love again
make the children
we are suppose to have in life

my love go on
can't stay alone in the darkness

keep on crying
life is apart of death
new journey's start within herself
to another

my love go on in life
do not cry for life to the end of life
by body and soul
was meant to be
to be with the Lord above
Lord chose him to come home

love of his life saying good-bye
is the last words he said to her
Feb 2013 · 599
Body of Whispers
Annamaria Gagno Feb 2013
Body of Whispers
come down on him
gentle sweep the feeling of sorrows

lay down her side
feel the glory of the moment
love whispers

gentle as two combine into each other
love is strong
engaging the life

bliss of twisted tongues
touch
feel
is this love
is this the moment
what someone meets for the first time

do they wait patiently in time
hungry pleases
cherish the love
in many ways to count

love can whisper
the meaning what one does for the either

body of whispers
sleep with her tonight
do not leave
for she prepares
early hour delight in the morning to taste

breakfast serve
where do you want her to express her soul
she'll prepare the delight of a meal
upon herself

he would look the amazing beauty
before his eye's

these whisper she speaks
through the ears of him

silent touch tells all
enchanted love is the fantasy
of a mans view

when he looks at the woman he loves
how she presents herself
to him as a gift of love

take her now
lets make heaven above
cream and sugar in his morning coffee

is it cream or is pure delight by her
for him to tastefully endure such a gift by her love

she is amazing
she is the love of his life

he to presents the vision for her to hold
upon her hand
allowing her to feel touch
the strength of his growth

no matter how they whisper
to each other

body of whispers
gently becomes
the love of two people
who feel for each other

for breakfast is serve
come to her gently
feel the silkiness of her skin
soft
pure
kiss to all her well being of her soul of her body

she feels to
as you both touch the four play of each other

body
mind
soul
to touch
kiss the moist for the flavors are yours to have

come down on him
tongue is spoken
with so much emotion
of her moist lips
upon his growth to her
channel of turns rotating the gift

she beginnings the emotion of her lips of her tongue
come down on him

whisper to him
take her to the table
let him give her all

for pleasure are there
early hour of the morning whispers
bring the love of explosion

come to him
come to her

body of whispers
secretly turns the tables around

love begins never ends
all you hear
is silent
all you hear
is silent without the whisper
by the two

who whisper the night
early hour of the morning

bodies combine into passionate
of exotic ways
by two
by love
by the silent by the body of whisers
Jan 2013 · 751
All we Know is Love
Annamaria Gagno Jan 2013
All we know is love
love can be
strong
love can be a hate of a word to say
knowing who we are inside

what do we all know about love
love is devotion
soul mates from distance or near by

love is knowing what is real
words don't say enough
to how we feel

by love can be a false pretends
to one person
control
saying they love you and ain't they take
toll
to who are person

how can we escape all these promise's of sorrows
yet it continues on

love what is it
do we all know
they say people talk cheap

how do they know
judging love
how do we judge

knowing the facts is real
knowing what it takes to love the true one
in your life

perhaps it takes money to buy love
showing what they have
can be a dream come true

it takes two people to combine the love
love is to share not to take
love is to know one is hurting
shoulder to cry on
being there to understand

on follows away in the distance to why
love can end a love of death
saying good bye
how do we let go

true memories create love

but all we know
love
can be
true meaning of life
a life of dignity

between a man and a woman

all we know is love
no matter who we are
it's hard to find a needle in the hay stack
when love is hard to find
that one person in mind

how do we look
it takes time and patience
it takes the one moment to know

looking in the eye's of love
but yet
eye's do lie
blinded by love
is knowing
a man or a woman
can be use for many things only
to escape a life
to what they endure knowing it hurts
deep inside

but yet again love can be modest
in many ways
to love
to courage one self
giving the meaning what love can bring
love is base on 100%
by a man
by a woman
bring it 50/50 = 100%
in a relationship base on facts

to what a couple wants in life
not just to go on
get married
forget who you married to
that's not love

love is whole true meaning
filling it up with glory
in the moment
love comes in surprise it's self

when a couple endures themselves
what comes
a love child bless by two people

who found the soul of their heart
bring a life within themselves
and saying
Wow

look what we created
our love created a life
a life to begin and watch

love is knowing Prayers for all
is knowing people out there
as well
need that love
to be alive to be known who they are
human begins shouldn't be forgotten
cause we all need
love in the statement

of love and what is real

all we know is love
Dec 2012 · 369
Where Do We Find Ourselves
Annamaria Gagno Dec 2012
Where do we find ourselves
up in the clouds
tip of the roof
looking down
saying hello world
you look so small from up here
if I climb the mountain
would it be bigger
the world is round
the sky's are blue
at times they are grey

times come when it's time to tear
knowing it's raining for a cause

cause for a reason perhaps
looking through the channels

we balance ourselves in away
no one seems to understand

I believe in the Yin and the Yan
strength of energy of balance

look outside the world is small
yet there many worlds that follow in a circle

channel as become us
where to we rotate ourselves into

where do we find ourselves
trap in the dirt
underneath a tunnel of darkness

explain to us all
why is the world always in a battle

cannot explain
all see everyone is different

knowledge to express
religious comes to mind

is that the reason why
no one knows
why their countries are at battle

we wonder where we are now
and then

where are we looking for
a key to open the world
to peace

journey begins within ourselves
find the place of harmony to begin with

life is to strive and seek
where do we find ourselves

trap underneath a rumble of rocks and stones
under a tunnel
where no knows your their
channel of changes
knowledge to express our own feelings

but does anyone care
I don't think so

we are here still trying
to find where we belong to

is knowing
where do we find ourselves
Dec 2012 · 763
Come Into My Sense's
Annamaria Gagno Dec 2012
Come into my sense's
to where I am
I sit alone near a window

I watch life go by
finding myself
is there the sense's to who I am

reality is knowing the person to who I  am
loving myself being myself being the simple as I am now

the sense's around me is to know
who I am

I read on and on
Romance novels
Love stories on the television
see the believing
what love can do

be real
not to be real

key note what is love to me
I block a wall
many years

those are my sense's around me
found the love inside myself

never had it within
no one taught love to me
unwanted love
that's what it was growing up

In my soul of my own heart
love came grand
love came dear

loving myself
help me to feel the feelings
I never had

to love the one who came to me
took the hand to who I am

to express the love
is the love making by two people
not just for love
real love comes slowly
within each other

taking time to explore each  other
why rush
where not going anywhere

to make love
I full fill the love around me
I give freely to him
as he does to me

love is the modest of who we are
to each other inspirit
to the way we see things

finding my love inside myself
never knew
how to express it

being the age I am now
I've experience love
in a different way
marrying a man I thought I love

but I was in love
a man I share three beautiful children with

but never expected a man
who has no morals or any interest
expect himself and only he matters

love wasn't grand
it was a pity to him only

there was not real love
no love making
by pure incense to a man or woman
should feel

love is amazing when it takes time
pleasure of it all
is knowing
when one touch the one hearts
by
feeling
by
knowing
by
seeing the eye's of each other
no one has to speak
they know what one will say
connecting each other
is the feeling one knows

respecting the sense's of myself
I found love
in time
never expect to find the soul of my heart

my sense's took me
two separate roads
travel by time
learning experience by two men
who don't know what love is
all they know what to say

I'm sorry won't do it again
Is that a line for many men out there
when they hurt a woman
in their life time
but yet
they say they love them

by hitting destroying a mind abusing the body
expecting so much by their own wives girlfriends

what is there to do
a man will never be true or a woman will never be true

it takes the patience of love to be grand to find withing a person
themselves

come into my sense's which I did
never been happy in my life
the sense's of my travel
took me by surprise

to love a man who loves her back
it's a journey I been waiting
for so long

to love him
it feels like
opening up the door
let the fresh air in

every day
is a site to see
love the person who they are
see who they real are
show the feelings of yourself
don't hide them in the closet
where the demons come out

finding that one
is hard to do
never expect to find the man in him
he is true to who he is

my sense's came to me
I thought my life will end alone and only me

until that night
it took two sense's to connect
a relationship to be bond
full of love and endures by two people
who love the air it breath
where they open the door many times over

to see the site of two beautiful people
that came to be
Annamaria Gagno Dec 2012
Feeling the sorrows of myself
to why
I don't really know
answer
is within myself to find
no one really knows
why we feel
the sorrows that touchs us
in many ways
to understand the moods we get into
we long for something
someting that we are missing
memories become us
in reality it shows us
to why
we hang ourselves so long

what are we searching for
a balance life
maybe
or
not

feeling the sorrows
of my own thougths to be in away
moods
are sorrows
trying to understand them
is question we all don't understand

I know who I am
sorrows I hate is knowing what people
hating the fact of life
life is many sorrows
to them all
finding a place of comfort and warmth
what happen to it all
I was the same

lost and confuse
nothing seem to work in the past
I walk silent in my mind
yet I question many things
I word into my mind
before saying it to anyone else

life is a sorrows
to all who live with many different
pies of depress
comes in many forums not just the fact or the issue
it's real out there
nothing would work
can't get rid of the pain of confusing
through our sorrows
in the way
we cannot express ourselves
deeply
within us
just the fault that creeps upon at times
yet

we hold on
to our own strength by doing things we like to do
focusing on others
who feel the same

feeling the sorrows to myself
and to others
who aren't alone
in the world
we see or seek out there
sorrows
to who we are
real within our own ways
Dec 2012 · 491
Once Upon The Love
Annamaria Gagno Dec 2012
Once upon
the
love
we hope for
for love can be forever
she fell upon a rock
a rock so hard
is that the way
love is
to be hard to open up
a mind
that won't express it self
how can she be clear
to her own self
trust the person she with

once upon
the time was there
does she walk to the light
forget the time
they had together
the rock don't break
how can anyone explain to her
false hope to open
a mans heart
in his own way

once upon
about himself
how long does she know him
for himself
can love be pure and simple to her

when does the story begin and end
love can be what you expect it to be

but yet
love is grander and a story to write
love
comes
and
go

once upon a time
there is faith in all
when children are young
parents engage them
in a time of their generation
they are to be
granted to be marry
life way back

no love to share
for the story to begin
love can me completed in a way we see

once upon a story
ain't no fairy tell to tell
all it is
demons lies cheat

all been there from century before our time
there was false hope
lies to **** for the love was meant to be
oh
how life
can be
when it will be so simple
just to begin
many stories that would last

love is the demon to what we all expect
love can be rough on the edges of life
like falling upon the rock so hard

cannot break a mans mind or heart
to be a man
is like knowing who he really is
is he
himself
ruthless of himself
does he lock himself in closet of lies
or
hide in between lines
the he preaches about
many times over an over
women
or
men
been hurt for the love
is a story
to the end of time
where does it begin
we all don't know

once upon the love
is looking for a needle in hay shack
where love
can be true
to write a story
of
once upon the love
we
hope
for the best
to
all
who seek the love we need
soul mates
are hard to find
falling upon a rock
look beyond
read in between the words
men
or
women
say
show the colors of the meaning full ways
stories are made
of movies
for what
hell over bond
crisis of mercy
wishing upon a star
where life is true
by
watching a movie we see
we all
wish
the stories be true
tell of tale of princess and kings
they to
live
upon a love
where they all know all to well
they fought
for praise
to the true meaning
of
love
can be
once upon the love
Dec 2012 · 426
Holding On
Annamaria Gagno Dec 2012
Holding on
to life
what is meant to be
she feels
out of sort
what should she do
sitting alone
in a room without no one
she can express
the way she feels
emotions
of her runs through her mind
how sad is she
sadness is within herself
hiding from all
not wanting to talk
would they understand
can't they see
they eye's of her
in a daze of illusion
she feels uncontrolled
to how she feels
why now
is it starting again
her disease is making her feel
not her best
to what she can do
distance away from others
all she can hear
they are chatting away
a good conversation
but she feels left out
not wanting to join
in her mind
is uncontrolled
she wish in time
she will feel better
illusion that is in her mind
takes a toll
and
energy that she don't seem to have
why now
why now
sitting alone away from others
she feels like a
stranger
not meant to be around people for
a while
please Lord
hear my words of Praise
can you read what she types
carry her through hard times right now
is it normal
for her to feel this way
she doesn't want to feel sink into the gutter
cannot seem to climb the ladder
please
Lord
hear her calling
for help
knowing she is not herself
what can she do
only thing she is doing
trying to coop her day
living a life
is knowing once again
holding on
what life is to her
Dec 2012 · 655
My Only Love
Annamaria Gagno Dec 2012
My only
love
just him and her

embrace the
love
for sensual love will be true
look beyond each other

ask why
you both are together

knowing true love
doesn't come by so easily
it's the
love
to found
in true soul
connecting by the unity
what is there

one love to another
is the unity as 100%

there is no take
it's a given an a praise
what one does

my only love
his the man of her dreams
things he does
she does not ask

it amaze her so much what kind
a man he is

to woman of herself
she praise him so much
in return
he does the same

romance began long long ago
for true love
does it all

shower them both
love making
is slow
but lovable to feel the true
love making
by a man
by a woman

touch the skin
touch the strength
touching to behold a woman
in his arms
just to gaze into her eye's
how she relaxes into him

touching
feeling
feeling the soft silky skin
oh how much he adores her
feeling her ways
of a
woman
to
him

love is grand when one relaxes to a man
that beholds his love
kissing
the
tonging
******* of her *******
oh my oh my

how he hears her moan
love
is
real
to the both them
the heat
penetrates the sensual of passion

he is delight for she is
his love for ever
knowing she

she to relaxes in her mind
to feel her
man
touching her in many ways

to stroke by experiencing each other
love
is to be
slow
to feel each body and soul
of each other
takes time

to enter the tunnel of love
taste the pure
nectar of each other
love is grand

but to know
who they are

my love
we are the only ones
to love fore ever

he knows
she knows

my love for her
is the love
for him

my only love
is forever
in love
until death comes
they will reunite
in heavy above
to find each other

is the connect by the soul mate
by heart
by the love
by who they are
what meant the most
is loving what they were giving
to each other

my only love
Nov 2012 · 1.1k
Running Away
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Running away
by the one she cares
always the same never change
she asks
hows his day

it was good until now
she show up
disappointment he was of her

she cannot compete any longer
she knows
his is in love with his brother girl friend

how can she compete with someone
she belongs to another

he express so much to her
how he feels
right at her face
is like who cares this is the fact

it's also most Christmas
be who you are
she ask once again

what does he mean
expand herself to whom
doesn't matter

she gave so much
how is it so hard to express herself
to care for someone
he treats her like a dog
to be train by his command when and where

today of all days
her day is ended
all she did is walk to where he is
the light of him

was anger to see her there
to hear the words he responds to her

all she can say to him
she feels
his brothers don't treat their women the same as he does

she is just a punching bag to his liking
not a person or human being

she tried so hard to get some
respect and notice she is real
why is it
why is it they don't like

all she knows
men like women that spend money on them

until
the money is gone
they have their own money for themselves
yet
their own girl friend has nothing to offer

running away
each time
he express the words he says to her

the is full of hate and unlike and unwanted
being who she is

how can she go on
how can she live a life

all she is
is someone simple
she never ask
she gives by the inner heart
to who she is

all she gets
is a slap across the face
no matter
what she does

to care more the guy she loves
yet
she cannot compete
with his brother girl friend that he so much
adores

not realize
it's time to fight once again
learn the basic rules
let him go
let him go
let him go

get help
to let him go

running away
so many times over
yet still goes back giving him another chance in life
Nov 2012 · 526
Please Don't Cry
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Please don't cry
over her
to why she says
is the best thing she done
in life

life to her gave her pleasure to know
who she was
what she was
until she meant
the one
the only one
the meant all to her

don't cry
when she isn't near you
just look ahead
think of the good old days that gone by
she'll take the dying heart of herself
rest in peace
to her final good bye to herself
all she would see

is the painted picture of you
in her mind
by time goes
her memories will fade away into a cloud
where there is no more
joy to remember by

it's up to the one
she adore in life
who gave all
to what she needed the most

love came
a grand surprise to meet the one
she thought
who would never give the pleasure of happiness

please don't cry
over her
look at the painted pictures
he drew of her
in his mind where every day tells a story
why pictures are done

most the part is
looking around the house
what two people share and made the home
into a loving home just for two
unity of the bound
the love making
that brought
many children in our life
to give a more grand of surprise
to what we share

she may not see him any longer
she may not sleep with him any longer
feeling the comfort gone
feeling the one beside her as she sleeps

very did the time go
why did she take sick
why her why her
he ask to himself
someone precious as an
Angel up above ask her
why now

when life just begone for more the just a memory
it's a memory of faith to believe in hope
to look over our children
where they to
find the love within themselves
made it a bond
with a wife or husband they married into

look at it now
Christmas is near
children everywhere born to live long
sad of herself
tears inside will never show

life began many long ago
now taken to early
she'll miss the laughter in the rain

children, children
grandchildren to her
what a Blessing of time
so close so far yet

time has gone
when now
a wife
a mother
a grandmother

is taken so soon
in an empty chair
where that loving person was

is the wife to her mate
is the mother who play taught them meaning
love faith joy hope
each child she bare is the Blessing
by two parents
that gave them life
to be

now once again
taken by love
she'll never get to see
the love of her grandchildren
growing up
being who they are

living a life as they are now
taught by love
gave them hope
a special in life for them

is to
taken away from them
to early in time

please don't cry
over her
all she wants
to be remember
by the love
she gave to all

each year
when Christmas comes along
just save an empty sit
for the next generation to come

please name the child
a
Blessing
of their
grandmother
they would never see
each year

when Christmas comes along
the child
be remember
by the loving grandmother
who sat
in a empty chair
for years

now gone
to the love of heaven

please don't cry
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Painting
a
Picture of
beauty
he sees
no colors need
just herself
and the way she carries herself
in his mind
she is the picture
of all he sees
in his mind
he watch's her daily
the one he
married
always took his breath away
they image he sees
is the young and bold
he capture by sight
what a love they share
between them both
she will always be the beautiful
to him
age don't matter to him
it's within her
that capture his faith of love
he never quit
or gave up
on chasing her
he knew then now and forever more
she is the one for him
to love
to love the children they made love
to create
the peaceful night
as they dance underneath the moonlight
he created a bridge
backyard
made
for
two
to dance away
the love they share
he will always praise her
for the things she did
but to be him
how lucky
he was to be patience
when she finally took notice
he waited for all those years
just to have her
in her arms
comfort at night
as they lay beside each other
in the moments
he will tell her a love
words by words
he made
just for her to hear
words came so easily
by him
she memorize it all
where she took notes in her mind
and
written them all
where she took notice
these words are to be capture
by love
and
by the words of Poetry
where the sounds he gave to her
in light
before we say good night
a light kiss is made
between the both
as they turn off the light
anything could happen

cause he capture his love
he knew it was the one
moments come
just to kiss away
through the nights
of
darkness
of
love
of
faith
in between them both
Nov 2012 · 452
You Won't Know She Is There
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
You won't know she is there
she is the spirit
of your whelm
she walks then night
as he sleeps
she watch you within yourself
moments
a rise
when she seeks you through
you have no knowledge she is there
she circles the channels
every day life
she miss him so
she watch's him go
in and out
through the doors
he walks through
and
life wasn't fair
when the Lord above
said good-bye to him
not fair not right
she was the one he knows all to well
why did he take her
not she is the whelm of a spirit
to watch over him
moments come and go
as she is
she cannot share a tear
she cannot lay beside him at night
all those years gone and took away to early
by each other
she see's him
but he cannot see her
does he realize she is there
blowing through the wind
slowly by her walking
at times she see's
feeling the breeze of warmth
is that her
looking over him
is that her trying to send him a message
to him
at night
he wonders
to why she is there
he knows why
she cannot let go
the love she had for him
same goes for him

love was meant to last
not so young
not now
taken away from him as well
long days
long moments
years gone by so long long ago
now he comes and goes
is there another one for him
why doesn't smile
all he does
walk about around the house
looking at the
memories
they both share and build
all he see's
the things she did around the house
he never took
anything away from her
to what she placed
around the home
home of comfort
took away to early
only 24yrs old
his life with her
is the broken sorrow of his lonely heart
you won't know she is there
Nov 2012 · 2.7k
Victim Of Confuse
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Victim
of
confuse
to why she does not understand
perhaps in her own mind
she is play
so many times like a yo yo
on a string

why do men
pretend they don't understand
emotional abuse
words they say and do
are very hurt full
to a
woman love

men don't realize
when their the person that cares for them
the most
when gone
who is the full again

a woman looking for love
in the wrong places

but for her
all it is
a game to play within her own mind
by
a
man
who feels what he does
is okay

many times over
she shakes her head
many times she will ask
why is she being punish
why is he saying this words

he express himself so deep
to how he feels

explain to her
do you still want to kiss him or not
is that a question
to answer
WoW

who do you think she is
giving him a kiss
in front of everyone
making it look like
no other woman is allow
to kiss

confuse by confuse
he leaves away
all she can do
is cry inside
even though
tears lightly show
he cannot see them

for why
she been hurt in the most ways
within the deepest touch of her
heart
and her
mind

victim of confuse
will always carry on
no matter what happens
all she can do
is carry it home with her

letting go
without no one around
hearing the sounds of her cries
knowing her
pillow is a puddle by her tears,

she keeps on going and going
why isn't she like
why is it people see
the care
the love
the understanding she has
the patience
just sitting by the person
and listen
to a sound from someone else
feelings
they aren't allow
we are all in the same boat
perhaps
like she said
we are the odds
to those who feel
they are normal and wise
to judge those who are good

make it
in a way we all are meant to be hurt and punish
victim to any abuse no matter
how hard we try
the abuse to a victim never forgets
all it is
a movie that keeps going and going
victim of confuse
Nov 2012 · 1.1k
Destiny Of Love
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Destiny of love
where to begin
she comes home
daily routine

she is my inspiration
to who I am
desire love
that's who he is t her

loving her
every moment
when she enter the houses
pretty smile of hers
glows through the heart of his

he gave her desire's to love
he gave her all
but she gave the blessing
more than he can ask

a child is born
between to people
engaging the love
they both deserve
it was their
destiny of love

two people
long long ago knew they belong
in many worlds to who they are

desire's to love
never ignore
they each other the modest love
they both can dream
love makes
the grander
a messenge that crosses them both

one taun's they other
pleasing each other
is the passionate of desire

they sleep together in silent moments
they do not ignore
when one desire's they other

it's a wake up call for love
and
desire

destiny to see her
through out his mind
the way she walks
they way she kisses
it's not just a kiss

she sits by him
on the sofa
a
kiss to her
for him
is just take the emotion
slowly pleasing taste the mouth of each other

love is to be desire
for
destiny of love
is well know

teasing pleasing
knowledge to one
gesture
the silkness of her skin
to hold
to grab
to squeeze
each others body

what away to live the love
never a stop
never a no
it's always
a
give
by giving
the other
enjoys the pleasure of a
fruit
pie
cream of the flavor
the taste
explosion
the
action
they give and give
it's a wild
destiny to them both
love is all
for who they are
to embrace every moment that comes by
early hours
through the night
she is the ***** cat
the prolls through the night
for him to see
the beauty of her body
the blossom of her perks
when the nibbles come alert

oh so much pleasure he gets from her
he gives in a little
but yet tease's her with many options
that he can think of
to hear her moan
to hear her delight
to see her beauty
to who she is
a man
who desire his wife
until the end of time
is man who loves his woman
for who she is
to him
he knows
what is given by her
though she maybe tired

it doesn't stop her
for loving the man she married
giving him all by her
is knowing she to is the
destiny
to her husband
a man
she married for love
the
love
is
giving
forever
to each other
destiny of love
is knowing
true love never comes
it's the soul of each other
that brought them together
in life
in marriage
strength by their love
to create
children
by their desires
of
time
and
emotions
on
making love last
through their journey
into their
bedroom
for the love is
destiny of ove
Nov 2012 · 2.5k
Darkness Within Myself
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Darkness
within myself
I hide from fear
fear to whom
maybe my
mother
brothers
my abuser

I hide within myself
no where to run
I hide in the closet

I cry
and
I cry

no one can hear
not even my
mother
brother
my abuser

what should I do
tried many times
to run and to run

knowing what's to come
when I return
home

my mother ready
behind the door
what would she have
in her
hand

a
belt
wooden spoon

what fear to look for
within myself
I hide
many times
in my closet
no one can see me

I so skinny
no one knows
where to look
I can hear them
call my name

Anna
where are you

Anna
it's supper
many times
I miss supper
it wasn't important
to me

food oh well
I won't miss a day of eating
no one really cares
if I'm at the table or not

all I know
family isn't the life for me
negative and hate
no
love
no
trust
empty nest of sorrows

with the family I have
who knew

God
gave my
mother

a daughter to love
instead
all it is to her
is hate after hate

I tried and I tried
to do the best I can
nothing seems to please
her

what is it with her

I look up
to the sky
and ask

God
why
oh
why

I'm a girl
with four brothers

why was I chosen
to be a
girl

the only one in the
family
a
family
of
hate unwanted love

no one cared no understand
what life should be
all I know

in time
I needed to get away
for the purpose to survive
a life
to
wonder

only person that cared in my life time
my
loving
Grandmother

which we call her in
Italian

Nonna for Grandmother
she was the life
she was the love to who I was
she gave the basic love
taught me who I should be
but still
deep inside

I learn to
hate
shame
dislike
myself
to who I am

I blame myself for being born
into this World
that is so big and wide

I kept to myself
no
friends
empty nest of nothing
I spare the moments
in my room
that's all I had
four walls to look at
growing up

does anyone out there
understand
does anyone
understand the meaning
of being depress
the word
depress means many option and detail of a person

I found out many years ago
as an adult
I suffer from trauma mental illness

my illness I will tell
Bipolar
I have many other illness
do to being abuse
life seems so hate full
for
45yrs
now 47yrs old
almost 2yrs now
January 27, 2013

will be the actually date
of
positive outlook
to who I am
I've learn to love myself
within my own spiritual way
the outlook came from someone dear to me

a love that came
so dear so close
who knew I would find
a soul mate so far
yet so close

he gave me the life
life to live for
not to be afraid

he open the door
show me the way what life should be
he game me the option
to be who I am
like always
and wanted so dearly
for the years that gone by

life change to who I am
cause of him
he gave me the love that is so simple and basic it took
that long
to found that true love

I ask myself once again
how did I manage to fight within myself
became something more
for myself and to give what is given to me

help
I got
I took
I kept on going
the skills to understand
now I am brave
I have someone beside me
telling me
do not fear
I am hear for you
he came me the option
to take what is given
he gave me all
and still does
until this day

love came to me
for real
no lie
no false pretend what a man should be
he is the original man
that is raised
by
a fine beautiful mother and father
and
family wise
what a Blessing to find out

never been love that way in my life time
it is amazing what life can turn out to be

I am who I am
until this day
I stand tall and proud of my man
he makes me look amazing
every time I'm near him
I see all within him

so within myself
I don't run
I don't hide
I don't cry
all I know is

obstacle I fought
came a life time of happiness to express
my thought's in many ways
to who I am today

Darkness within myself
is within the light
of
a
man
who gave me the tools
to find
what life is all about
love and life

now 47yrs old
Nov 2012 · 830
Keep Walking Around
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Keep walking around
the block so many time's
is it safe to do
I walk the distance
realize I'm only

his attitude has change
I realize
I'm just a fool
to believe in love
know one seems to care anymore

what should I do
keep walking
around the block

I don't think he cares
he sits at home
all he does
is watch T.V
I guess that matter more than her

does he realize
I am here
couch is always empty
fear to sit with him
telling me
don't I have something to do
instead sitting by him
made him unnerving

what can a woman do
no love
no communication
all it is to him
is fun and games

I keep going outside
feel the fresh air
the breeze is cool
not wanting him to know
I do tear inside

what I'm I suppose to do
I look through my own judgment
do I tell him

it's time to leave
beside this is my home not his
would he fight against this matter

all I can do
is tell him the truth to who he is

selfish to his needs
selfish by being himself
not wanting a basic simple relationship

as long he watch's T.V
have a beer on his right hand
snacks to nibble

what am I to him
a slave for his purpose
to clean after him
to cook

eat alone
while he sits at the couch

if his attitude don't change
what am I suppose to do
seek help and advise

do I shelter myself away from him
there is always hope
all it takes for her to find her strength within herself

time for her to write a letter
simple and short
packing his bags for him
next time he comes home

lock will be change
a letter be sealed in a envelop
for him to read

I stay inside
ignore the knocks
he maybe anger at first
but it's time for him
to move on

find someone who doesn't care
I lost my heart
cause of him
I know where I belong
a place that is peaceful

until it's time for her to move on
walking around the block
it made sense for her to do

it clear so many obstacle's
for her to change her mind
seeking the help and advise I needed to know

I gave him so many option
to be who he is
true colors show quickly

all he wanted
is a place to stay and live

when her home ain't about that
it's about a loving relationship that matters to her and him
but he took the trail
by using her

there was nothing after that
all he wanted
a place to rest relax his feet
someone who is a dead beat
of a lazy person

no job
no interest
him and his friends
will never longer
step through my doors

I need a good foundation in my life
someone who cares about life
life seems to be on fair for some
but to love a life
is knowing
is there someone out there for her
to be in love
and to him love her as is
simple as she is
like a flower
in the garden

taking a walk
was a good thing to do
it gave her positive attitude
to what to do
with someone who thinks
just sitting around
not giving a hand or love
communication stop
the day
I allow him
to enter
my home

bye
bye

see you around
when I turn away
walk the block in a different direction
Nov 2012 · 641
I In My Moments
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
I in my moments
to why
I don't understand it either

I am tried and feeling weak
lonely I guess
wanting the love to feel

I lay empty in my bed
I look
to my side
no one there just me and my pillows

it would be nice
to have a midnight snack
but Oswell

I a woman to who I am
passionate is the love within my soul

I love to be making love
to the one I love

he is distance
to where I live
but yet

we both live in the same time
that comfort
that feeling
just having him there
beside me at night

comfort of knowing
his there for real

making love
will the most amazing love
making
to her

a woman who needs the touch
that feeling
the ticklishness of her skin

knowing the love he gives
is the love given
by her back to him

she loves to be the playful one
allow him to relax
allow him enjoy the pleasure
by the woman he loves

dearly and pure
she excite him
with moist lips
taste
hunger for more and more
oh the pleasure she gets

is so real
knowing her love for him
strong in deed

his love for her
is more strong the life

life to both
is knowing

I in my moment of time
to make beautiful
harmony of sounds
we would make
love
endure
togetherness
reach out
touch
feel
taking the time
to focus
and explore the bodies of soul

I in my moments
to make love
Nov 2012 · 344
Loving The One
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Loving the one
whom I'm with
he cherish her so
he in lights the day
a smile by him
is love by him
he knows her well
she is the one
we travel around
to where we go
he and I
know who we are
love is there
love is no question
we look
into each others eye's
we know
what to say
in our minds
one knows
what the other says
without a gesture
by our mouth
we bliss the light
as we headed home
love is the form
when we see
the sun light beam
headed down
we watch the stars
we seek tonight
as we head
to our silent room
we bliss in delight
as we sleep at night
soul to soul
who we are
he my star
I'm his sun
we delight each other
morning and night
no hiss of sound
no grumpy moods
we are here for each other
love is a form
to be who we are
without a question to ask
one does for the other
that's who we are
love comes in many ways
that's how we understand
we are each other
in harmony ways
love is to be all
not to make love
it's more than that
love gives to each other
making sweet sounds
of pleasure through night
she wakes up
early hours
by making sweet moment
love is love
for who we are
he is the light
I'm his sun
day by day
Loving the one
with whom we are
love
is
real
to
who we are
Nov 2012 · 596
Ringing the Sounds
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Ringing the sounds
to what we hear
silent we sleep
when do the bells ring

not know when
she'll ring it in time

silent she sleeps
in her mothers
still inside

not know when
she'll blow the sound
ringing the tears

she''ll sound the voice
when it's time

we will all know

far far away
knowing the sounds of Glory
a mother far in distance

away from her daughter
knowing she is surrounded
by
family

knowing her own mother
is in distance

no tears to hear
no sounds of joy

only a mother would know
times where there
when she heard
her own children
cry with bliss

sounds of baby
about to be born
she is the Glory

ringing the sounds
special person not yet to be born
knowing far away
in distance

a grandmother
who's knows all to well
when child is born

a Blessing is about to start
a birthday wish to all
when the grand
entering
of a
baby girl

she'll in time
how Bless she is

surround by all
surround by love

far far away
knowing someone
will not be there

first time to be
a grandmother wish

to be their for her daughter
when she is about to have
her own
baby girl
a daughter of her own

to cherish the time
life begins
they day she is born

my little girl
how much I miss
grandmother sends

the love of joy
she knows the sounds

a cry
of harmony
about to start

no stopping there
it will every day bliss
sounds of singing
by little girl
to be born

love of life
how life begins

to a granddaughter

far far in distance
no matter where you are

grandmother knows
when you sleep at night

waking the sounds
of your tiny
little voice

your mother to be
will know
how life starts
when you cry for a reason
she'll know when
to wake up

love by a mothers arm
safe as you are

little girl
your grandmas little Angel
no matter how far far you are

grandma would know
by singing the tunes

a cry for a moment
is knowing
how far you came

months after months
your mother walk the miles
to have you here

heaven above
looking down
the earth will be yours

grandma welcomes you
with sound of her voice
by saying
sweet little one
cry out loud
you made the grand entering
by singing
the love
everyone been waiting for
month after month

ringing the harmony
the sounds we want to hear
is knowing your
alive and well

to a proud grandmother to be
Nov 2012 · 713
Love Came
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Love came
close and near
who knew he was there
and she was there
we both sat in different
chairs
not knowing who we were
until he notice her
by standing up
asking the other ladies
if they would like a cup of coffee
until he turn
our eye's connect
a spark
that lead
to a beautiful relationship
who knew
we both connect that easy
for I
for him
love was real
still is
for her
there was no more relationship
no one matter to her anymore
love for her was over
no more relationship
until she moved
to a place

who knew he was there
he to felt the same
love and relationship
was also over for him

but love came to us
an Angel from above

a messenge that united us together
love became stronger

for the two of us
we both agree

no need a piece of paper
to love someone

life was ******* both of us
not realizing
how we both feel

who knew life will begin again
each day
love was growing more and more

her love for him
is knowing who he is
for himself
no one else

he show
he true feels of himself
anger frustration
a real person
who don't lie behind a wall

to her
she is real
no hidden ghost

all she wants and been looking for
for someone to love her back

simple as we both are
relaxing the time

we are both giver not a taker
we understand each other
without asking a word

just know
he gives the most modest issue to her
that makes her feel good

he open the door
telling her
the world is yours
to see it through

he gave courage to see it through
a lot happen

it was him that open the gates
to what she knows now

trusting someone for the first time
gave her the key
to blossom to love

her inner heart speaks silent
everywhere she goes
walks sleeps
her mind is fill with him

locked in her heart
she always been taught
by her only grandmother
that past on many years ago

to love a man
is to respect yourself as woman
to who she is

be real be loved give love
don't stop
loving the person inside herself

giving the love to him
is expressing the feels she has

for him
he connects the eye's on her each time
with a gesture a smile
just know
his talking to her
with out the lips moving

the grander part
of a relationship
we both know
what the other person wants

love came near
for him and her

love is what we have
is within our heart to love ourselves
and to express it to the one we love
Nov 2012 · 1.3k
Hello It's Me Again
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Hello it's me
I'm here once again
I miss you so
the love
inside me
embrace the thought
how much I miss him
where did we go wrong
love never died inside me
love grew strong
why
why
why
he does not longer
want me
what did I do
love became
en empty nest
to whom
to who he is with
ran away from me
where did love go

to someone else
was I that bad
all I did
is love him so
is to love someone is it really bad
I thought he and I
would last a life time

someone came in the light of him
who came in between
I don't know

I guess she is better then I
I please him
as woman who loves her man
no matter
what went wrong

I guess another woman
took the place of me

does she make him happy
does he think of me

laying in bed
is empty sorrow
no one to
love
talk
share the days
until it's time to say good night

sometime a
man or a woman
go their way
what are they looking for

I was the woman for him
I
loved him
clean cook
made sure

he was pleasure by woman
who really loves him

now heart broken with sadness
how can I go on

love is to die
love is to be strong
unity we share

memories are their
photo's
by
family and friends

we all look the other way
for what reason
not sure

will he ever wonder why?
will he ever wonder
to come back to me?

she cannot go on
with another man
in her life

my life began with him only
I guess
I need to go one
keeping myself busy
not letting anyone come near me

there is a empty nest
one day
who may return

love is strong
I have that in me
with or without him
time goes on
the healing with start

inside my heart
I will never forget the moments we share
a love story
that drew us together

I will never find out
who came in middle of us
only thing he would realize

the door will always be open
we embrace our thoughts
children
marriage
unity of foundation
we started to build

all I wanted is for him to be
happy in
mind and thoughts
looking forward
to what we both dream of

now gone
who knows where
but here
I am

patience I will wait
by months go by

I will just take the toll
realize
he did walk out on me

to another woman
that gave him something
which I don't know

life is the sorrows of love
no matter
how much it hurts

the deepness of me
will carry out in time

no time for another
a time for me
doing the things
I love to do

is knowing
what i write in my book
is the journeys I thought were real
love came
love went
love went to another
woman
he found

in my heart

Hello it's me again
door is open
just knock
I will open the door
welcome him back
to my arms
by saying
hello
it's me
never stop loving him

he was my first and second third
man in my life

there was no other
wasn't room enough
for me to share

it was always him
hello it's me
I'm always home
for you to come back
love is strong
love within myself
is knowing

hello it's me again
Nov 2012 · 831
Shatter Of Love
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Shatter
what do we mean
about the word
Love
times we hope
for the best
but love can be
shatter
in many ways to love
lost love
death of one
broken hearts
shatter the mind
to how we feel upon one
love can shatter many ways
to love
walking away
to another
looking through eye's of
someone we all love
heart ship is so founded
by the way we all feel
why is there so much
shatter
it's not only for us adults
it's also effects
the love
of our
children
they the shatter life
of two people they love
parents
breaking up
where do they go
who do the children belong
is it the power of control
by one
a mother
a father
or keeping the unity
what was given
will one shatter the dream
of a child
looking upon for a praise
a gesture by whom
a mother ways to how she goes
a father what he says goes
no one really knows
how much lives out there
is shatter by break ups
life is about
shatter by love
no matter how we look at things
reality of it all
the love becomes a dream for children
up
but the out look
for them
is seeing the love of two people
torn apart
when once in love
is
shatter by love
Nov 2012 · 861
Eye's Connect
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Bright eye's
when are you going open your
eye's
it's me
your mother
waiting impatience to open your
eye's
we will connect
eye to eye
but for now
you lay in your
mothers arms
sound asleep
sweet as you are
little one
come on
open your eye's
there is whole world out
wanting to greet you
with
a
smile
little Angel of my
your
mother so proud
knowing your finally here
what can words say
your a beautiful tiny
little
bouncing baby girl
sleeping quietly in your
mothers arm
the love of hugs
can never let you go
tiny little coo's
tiny little yawns
where does your
mother to begin
words to say
we all know babies hear
all we can do
say the praise
of
Prayers
gentle into your thought's
of your little ears
cuddle up with pride
a mothers love so be
the next day is here
it be two days now
you've been born
slowly and surely
there we go
hello in there
it's your mother
looking beyond
waiting for the time
first person be seeing
is your mother of love
there you are
good morning sun shine
there we go
there you are
my little girl
now eye's are open
first to greet
is your loving mother
who will always be
strength to carry you through
you'll be delight to greet
friends and family
who waited for you so long
now here
eye's open to be ready
to great
to all who love you
is the eye's of connection
is the greetings of the modest
to all who endure you
with faith to believe
now your here
will always be
the world at peace
as you fall fast to sleep
in your mothers arms
as you lay
protected
Nov 2012 · 503
Love By Heart
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Love
by
heart
all we know
what love
means
is it a
purpose
reason
to push ourselves
to
love
many types
of
love
is it just
saying it
or a gesture by a look
does one push to make
love
is that what
love
is all
about
love comes in many forums
things we do for each other
saying the love more than once
is it by making love
love takes time
to understand who we are to each other
love by the heat we all have
is it to share or to ignore
can love be real or false
one can be with someone
just for the wrong reason
not knowing
the other does love
whom their with
love can be hateful
meaning of dis pear
when we look beyond
we know by not saying a word
one love comes
I'm sorry
Won't do it again
Give him or her one more chance
love is a giving
never a question to ask
we do things for each other
it's not a command
on
love
time comes in moments
for love
can be all
to what makes it
the perfect life
is it
when we ask
is it time
to be the unity
of one
love in what
marriage
base on strength
love becomes
a delight of all subjects
we learn the hard way in life
when the marriage's fail
to what reason
not being the
truth, honesty
of a
man
or woman
in the first place
everyone jumps
to fast for love
what hurts the most
children or no children at al
they are in the middle
what is love to anyone
false or honesty
within
a
woman
or
man
love by heart
think hard
to what a person
wants in
life
before
anyone takes the path that leads to what
a marriage base on
truth
love
unity
foundation
a circle build around
with
families and friends
love by whom we are
is to love ourselves first
surrender by
giving not taking
for granted
love is the serious
base on
love by heart
Nov 2012 · 1.5k
Lula-bye Don't You Cry
Annamaria Gagno Nov 2012
Lula-bye don't you cry
birds are chirping
sounds of your voice
they hear you sing
a tune of a voice
a Lula-bye don't you cry
someone will come soon
mean time
birds at the window
gaze through the window
see the tiny infant
cuddle up in the blanket
what is the tune
infant is singing
is it speaking to what it wants
she or he
maybe
hungry
or
thirsty
mama will be in
soon to hear your tiny little voice
crying away
a melody for
mom
knowing
she or he
is
hungry
thirsty
need of attention
of love
by a mother
hugs of love
by a
mother
is very over whelming
to how the comforts
a
infant
to suss
back to sleep
but first
the
mother checks
infants
before
she
lays
she or he
back to sleep
sing away
the Lula-bye song
comes in many ways
to understand
an
infants
cry
is knowing
the sounds outside
by many chirping
birds
is the
praise to hear
by the infant
it self
knowing
the cradle will rock
calm down the baby
back to it's comfort
a tender little kiss
by a
love
by a
mother
who settle the infant
by a gentle
little rock
back to sleep
until the baby
will cry
a
Lula-bye don't you cry
Oct 2012 · 488
Little Voice
Annamaria Gagno Oct 2012
Tiny little voice, quiet as it can be, soon to listen, little cries of joy
Sound a sleep
yet it would make the mother
through the night
through afternoon
through early hours of the morning,
how many times over and over
in between
a child voice, to listen by praise
sounds by love
surrounds the home
a bliss of harmony
time has change, where did the time go
a daughter of mine,
soon to be, a mother herself
knowing the rough, is the time
to learn, what a mother is all about
yet
little voice of harmony, will memorize
a grandmother so proud to be
far in distance,
in time, she guess,
she'll see the love of the child,
cries of tunes, to play by her way,
to listen to understand
the meaning of each cry means
to pick her up
to comfort with love
the warmth by her, is all more better
to smile away
what is in front, what is given
by love
a daughter
by her own mother
she did justice
to what she did
on her own through the path she took
looking after the human being
grew to a blossom of a flower
the seed is planted
no in December 10th 2012
is the cry of harmony
Oct 2012 · 1.7k
Six Weeks and Counting
Annamaria Gagno Oct 2012
A lullaby is to sing, sweet moment of an arrival soon to come
sweet child of hers
is feeling the emotions
inside her
a daughter, first time mother,
a lullaby to sing to,
yet still inside,
counting the days is now
six weeks and counting
oh my
a grandmother
waiting in patience
adorable love
will be loved by all
who awaits to see
the tiny
little
toes
fingers
the eye's that would brighten
many members
of the family
six weeks and counting
is the birth
of
Audrina Rose
wait by all
love by first time
mother
waiting for the first time
lay upon a mothers
arms
of love
Oct 2012 · 775
She Became Dream
Annamaria Gagno Oct 2012
Sleeping through the night, she became a nightmare,
through her dreams
she does not question
it just happens
reason and purpose to why
not sure at all,
all she knows
she wakes up to a dream into another dream
no matter how she tries
to ignore the dream
is it real
to her
why do these dreams to remind
her of the haunted past
she seems to forget
no one knows why
I'm it happens to others
just like her
to become your own dream
remembering the faces
thinking to why
no related
she knows
long ago
her one brother dated a beautiful girl
but married long long ago
why does she seem to appear
is there a question to the answer
she does not know
she remembers each dream
waking up and rolling on the other side of herself
another dream
appears
no one knows why it happens
she knows deep down
depression sets in
she is thinking a lot
why do people command
the thought
to how she thinks
no matter who she is
the haunted times
come and go
in reality no one really cares
to how she feels or think
she is not meant to be feel
she is not meant to be happy
she is meant to keep her keep
until one says
let's meet
let's talk
let's say hey
but not her
she is a down fall of herself
of her dreams
to remind her
of horrors
that she been through
they say
jump forward and keep looking forward
she tries and tries
no matter what the issue
is
haunted dreams
she dreams through the night
is meant for her
to keep on dreaming
Oct 2012 · 501
Mothers Love
Annamaria Gagno Oct 2012
Mothers love,
for the unborn child,
soon to be here,
only two months ahead,
it's time to get ready,
little things to do,
precious bundle,
is a little girl,
knowing who she,
knowing her name,
the love, is there,
no matter,
if it's a girl or boy,

Mothers love,
is knowing,
the surprise,
she could not wait,
she needed to know,
it's a little girl,
coming,
before Christmas Blessings,
a Celebration,
is here,
what away,
to welcome,
a little precious joy,
soon to be here,

Mothers love,
is waiting,
impatience,
her first,
unborn child,
soon to be welcome,
by a mother,
to be,
the love,
of a mother,
is knowing,
her little girl,
is lucky,
to have,
precious mother,
to know,
in time,
saying hello,
to her mother,
by look up,
in her mothers eye's,
contact is made,
by a
mothers love,
to her little girl,
Audrina
Sep 2012 · 599
Saying Good Bye
Annamaria Gagno Sep 2012
Saying good bye, for what reason
maybe, she grew old, not wanting,
a life anymore,
life is to short,
to stay alive,
no will power,
no breath,
just an old,
woman,
looking through the window,
one more time,
saying good bye,
who is there to say,
no family,
no friends,
she lived alone,
for years after years,
no children,
what is family to her,
sisters and brothers,
long long, away in the distance,
she seems not to remember,
where they live,
they have forgotten,
one sister out 6,
4 brothers,
one sister,
and herself,
parents,
long long gone,
will it be her next,
in line,
who can she share,
the last spare of time,
in her own mind,
all she can do,
is write a letter,
to whom,
letter would say,
to all, who forgot her,
just think back,
when we were children,
how fun it was,
we were forgotten,
who we are,
siblings we were,
we were once close,
by all,
went on their own,
own life to spare,
everyone,
went their own way,
she is the only one,
stay behind,
a home, we all grew up,
only her, knows,
all to well,
saying good bye,
is the hardest thing to do,
no one will come,
no one will say,
last words,
by their only beloved sister,
vanish, by a sickness,
never told a soul,
knowing her, all she can do,
saying good bye
Annamaria Gagno Sep 2012
Lost in the wilderness of winter, fall is coming,
Time to head home, gather things up,
Getting ready,
Winter is near by,
What to do, where do we start,
Time to chop, bundle of trees,
Sweeping and cleaning, the chimney,
Winter fall,
Things to do, prepare for the feast,
Holidays are coming,
Think of the fall, smell of hot soup, pumpkin pie,
Baking in the oven,
Thinking twice, we are lost, within ourselves,
How can we find ourselves, get ourselves,
Out of the wilderness, to home,
There are good time's, there are bad time's,
To remember by,
Smell of cherky  wood, hot cocoa, made by mom,
Oh how much, we remember,
Dad will go out, hunt, for food, surviving the task,
Through the long winter nights,
Bundling up in bed,
Those time's are still there,
But lost in the wilderness, how can,
Mom and Dad, find us,
We forgot, to mark the twig, to find our way home,
Time's to remember, should remember,
How are father, taught us, lost in the woods,
In the wilderness of winter,
Let's make a fire, the smoke, will be notice,
They would know, we are lost,
Knowing our father and friends,
Will gather together,
Come to find us, knowing it's getting dark,
We worry, about the danger,
Knowing what to do,
We do not be afraid, our father, will be here soon,
We must Pray, for the Angels, to look upon us,
In the moment, let's remember our,
Father and mother,
Things they did, the love and devotion,
Parents love us so, they'll find us soon,
Winter is coming, so is the snow,
Bundle up with joy,
We cannot be afraid, to what may happen,
Twinkle little eye's, by both girls,
Knowing tears will follow,
Lost in the wilderness of winter,
Is knowing, we will be found
Apr 2012 · 3.3k
Where Did We Go Wrong
Annamaria Gagno Apr 2012
Where did we go Wrong, Perhaps we weren't meant to BE,
Illusion of our Minds, made to be Taught,
for  what it Means, we both don't Know,
in Time, we thought it was Best,
Best for what, to be Married or to be Part,
a Part from each other,
not knowing where we will BE,
the Facts are there, there is no Truth or Honesty,
we both thought, it was good, but at the End,
a Story became Real, Real to each other,
but then, things Happen, we Forgotten who we are,
Times that went ON, no one new, it would Happen,
Life was Real, knowing each other for so Long,
Going to School, Dating High School,
Dancing in the Wind, Party all Night Long,
but Look at now, we thought it was Good,
we thought Marriage was the Answer,
to be Together, but it became Real,
we didn't know, what we wanted in Life,
Mistake came, Hurt Feels came, Dishonesty and Trust is Lost,
what went Wrong, we both don't Know, the Answers were there,
we just Lost each other in Time, Bordem was there,
Life of Love, where did it go, Thank God, Children weren't involve,
but it all Happen so Fast, we both went to Fast,
Love was in the Air, but not in Marriage, our Distance went further,
we both went Further, we forgotten each other,
Love was there, but in Marriage, we weren't Ready to be,
Thank God, Children weren't involved,
Perhaps this was meant to be, we still can be Friends,
but then again, we both don't know, would we Find each other,
Once again, begin a new Chapter in Life,
Let the Love begin again, Perhaps we would know then, not now,
Long Love Lasted for a while, but in Life, Marriage wasn't the Answer,
to us Both, Lets Part away, Until then, lets not say Good-Bye forever,
it's just Fear, to what went Wrong, but in Life, it was Real,
when we were both Young and Wild,
Love was there, Marriage wasn't, we both weren't Ready,
to be, Man or Wife, Life was Good, but now, Lets Fade away,
In the Mist of Dust, the Light of the Dark,
lets not make anymore Mistakes, will see each other in another Time,
who knows when, if it would Happen, but now,
Distance between us, is knowing, we were Wild and Free,
but Love was there, but not in Marriage.
Apr 2012 · 829
A Child Calling For Love
Annamaria Gagno Apr 2012
A Child calling for Love, Why must this Child Suffer, to Why, we don't know,
for us Adults, child is unknown to the Eye's they see,
why must this Child go on Living a Life of Hate,
Why was this Child Born, to what we may Ask,
Abuse after Abuse,
all the Child asks and calling of Love,
Why two People, Who become Parents,
that One Simple Child to be Place Upon Parents,
Who don't Deserve, the Blessing of a Child,
at Night, Child Sleeps, through hours of Time,
Dreams become Real,
Into their own Little Minds,
there are Issue's of these Dreams,
Horror of Thought's, Horror of Being Abuse,
who will be the striker Upon a Child,
who will not Listen, for the Child Cries alone,
Let a Child be Loved,
this is a World, we Bring a Child,
Child should have, the Love by Two, not only One,
Child should be Blessed by the Gods of their own Endures,
God Shelter a Child, Protect those in need,
a Child is Ignore, every second of the Hour,
Who would Listen,
Tears flow, down into their Pillows,
Dreams of Horror, a Child must not have,
Dreams of Horror,
Illusion become Real, who will Save this Child,
Abuse happens every day Life,
how can we Stop it,
Abuse is a History of Violence of the World,
Creation by Man or Woman,
the Hands Placed upon a Child,
would Surrender to who they are,
Please to Place a Child Love,
exchange for Abuse and Ingore,
a Child is a Beautiful Mind, only the Eye's of Parents,
who Gave Birth, will never know,
a Child is Abuse every second of their Life,
Please Hear the Children Cry,
they only ask for One thing,
A Child Calling For Love, is by Two People,
who become Parents of a Child, they Gave Birth
Annamaria Gagno Apr 2012
God Endures, All his Children, in Time, God watch's from above,
who will Shelter a Life, would God Give the answer,
Children all Over, where do they Go,
they have Forgotten the One who Hears the Most,
the Love of God,
Perhaps Children are Meant, not to Understand,
to Why there is a God,
in the Children Eye's,
what do the Children see, to who they want the Most,
God is the Praise to what we all Endure,
Life is the Precious, God is Precious, to the Eye's of Children,
let the Light Shine Beyond the Hills Over the Banks,
River Flows, the Holy water is the Blessed of the Children,
God Gives, God Listens, but for the Rest,
we must take the Challenge to what we all See and Endure,
Life is not what we see, Life is Violence Place to Live in,
the Modest of Life, War Continues on,
why can't it be Simple,
Children see, the Destroy of our Nation,
God can only do so much,
for the Children that Grow, go on Living a Life,
would they forget, would they know,
Time will Tell,
only the One knows,
God Endures to what he see's, do we Listen or do we Ignore,
Issue build on and on,
Solving Problems become matters of the Troubles,
we all see, in the World of Hate and Anger,
but yet, God Endures all his Children,
God takes away, for Give those, who Hate,
Hate in the World,
we must make it a Peace Full One,
Children of Generation,
what Happen to them,
Children are Forgotten, a Lesson to be Taught,
to why we Pray, to why we must Die, to why we are Chosen to Live on and on,
only One knows,
God Endures all his Children
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Journey to Home
Annamaria Gagno Mar 2012
Journey to home, the Lord of all, Lord of our Father, One day,
He'll send us to him, Precious Lord, we Seek him,
Lord we Journey through Life,
when it is Time, Come home to you our Lord,
we Pray each day, when we it be Time,
only you our Lord, you Give us the Blessings,
to come home to you our Lord,
Guide us, don't let Fear on going,
let us Rejoice, in the name of our Father,
Lord we are the Children of the Time,
Children of the Past to the Present to the Future,
Time keeps on going, where does one go,
do we Die when Born,
do we Die when Young,
do we Fight a Battle until the End,
what is the meaning of Life and Death,
do we all know,
Purpose to Understand,
is when to let go,
say our Good Byes, Hello to new Arrivals,
but yet,
Journey to Home, when does it Happen,
only One knows, Our Father the Lord above us all,
we are the Children,
he Created us to be who we are,
different not the same, but suffer in many ways,
to Live Life Freely or to Live Life of Dishonesty and Cruelty of Abuse,
but the Road is Long, so is the Journey we all must take,
for One day soon, we don't know,
Journey to Home.
Annamaria Gagno Mar 2012
My Love, I will write to you, many days go by, thinking of you, so far, Distance of each other, is to far to reach out, all my life, I been thinking of One,
Only person in my Life Time, it would be you,
You Give the meaning of Life to Her, in a Beautiful way, so much Endure, so much Passion,
what took to Long, why we were meant to be the Distance of each other,
is it the Game, is a true Story to Tell, why is the meaning of this,
was it the Lord, who kept us Far Beyond a Path, not knowing, One day we will meet,
Look at us now, we are both Older, but Fragile in away,
we both Suffer, within an Illness, but it does not Stop,
we both go on,
the Love of us, is knowing Love is there, True Beginnings,
Last a Life Time, until the Story Ends,
but for now,
My Love, I will write to you,
where shall she begin, where are the words to Tell,
so many wise Chosen words, but yet,
In her Heart, Dignity of her Pride, you showed her the Way,
Life gave a meaning, to what, to Live on, not with herself,
it is with you,
My Love, where have  you been, it to her, long Journey's of a Path,
why did the Lord, make her Suffer,
the Abuse, the Haunted Memories, Horrors of her Dreams, she Dreams at Night,
but yet,
It took her, 3000 miles to Travel a Distance, Life was Real, but it took a While,
to know what is Real out there,
She meant One, Destroy a Life of herself, the Cruelty she Endure, she never Expected,
Life was a Hate full way, once again, Four Years of her Life Time,
Trapped in a Cage, Keys taken away, no site of anyone,
Kept in, no knowing what Society look like, But Fear of her Mind,
Gave her the Scare of a Life Time,
Perhaps it's a Learning Process, But yet she doesn't know,
But in Time, One decide to let her Free, Doors Open,
it set her Free, in Time, she never knew, Life was a meaning Full thing,
Perhaps the Journey was meant to be Long, Hard Times, knowing when it comes or not,
but now, Life to her, is with you,
My Love, I will Write Many Letters, but inside herself, the Letters are meant Locked in,
her Heart, is always there,
but Confuse at Times, so My Love, Letters Written by her,
is the Love of Faith, a Guide to know, is always meant,
Words of Wisdom, is the Chosen words, said and done,
for the Letters she Writes,
is meant for you,
My Love, I Will Write To You
How does one feel about a Relationship. Not knowing what it is. What will Happen. Life is a Game. To understand it Clearly. Relationship after Relationship. Heart Broken, Torn to Pieces, Life is meant to Understand and Learn by our Mistakes.
To understand the one. Let is be Freely. Don't Rush. True Colors must be shown. No Pretend to be who you are to one.
Meaning full of Relationship should be shown. True feelings, True Emotional, True Person to who they are, so their own meaning full way to who they are. Don't Rush. Take the Time. Love doesn't come by freely.

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