The words that desired to be written..
Are lost in empty spaces
Not able to secure the thoughts..
That eagerly await to be written..
That will give birth to new life
Are captured and are prisoners..
Of some unknown fears..
That wishes to be set free..
That will never die within our hearts...
The power and the passion..
That creates the written words..
Which invites us to linger and say..
Come stay with me today..
That will give new life the words..
And breathe the air..
This day to give new life
Vickie Yannuzzi
9/4/02
Wanting to express thoughts captured within, but unable to express the feelings
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Reviews of "Lost"
Reviewed by S H (Reader)
Reviewed on February 3, 2003
I love it.
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on November 3, 2002
Dear you expressed the unexpressable very well. Bill
Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on September 4, 2002
I'm passing thru a similar phase myself - but hopefully it'll pass. This was good write gurl!
Histories of the world are generally written to either celebrate technology and science, or to herald doom. My book examines the path of the spirit in the onward rush.
Explains the realizations that have given the author the views of living life fully. The life each person dreams about.
You must take a look at yourself before dreams can be reached.
Deciding what is the core of belief.
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