OPIKABU

This is for the greatest person
that I have ever known.
Being away from you for so long
I am feeling so alone.
With you I am so happy
you keep my heart content.
But I had to be a student -
so off to UUM I went.
That is where I found my heart
and how I feel for you.
I try so hard to deny this feeling
and I don't know what to do.
I said that I would never again
let someone take my heart.
And here I'm sitting wanting you
and hate that we're apart.
Everyday you are in my thoughts,
every night you're in my dreams.
I can't believe what's happening,
is this really what it seems?
I know you're only wanting
to be the best of friends,
but I am asking you sincerely
if it's your rule you'll bend.
To take a chance to know me
to let me share it all.
And maybe one day very soon
for me one day you'll fall.
Our friendship we now have
is something that I'd miss
but maybe once we let go
we will find eternal bliss. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

I’m looking down into an empty creek bed

The wind through the trees sounds like water running

I visualize what it might look like in another month

Water will be flowing; there will be frogs and salamanders too

A little boy could find so much to do

Wet and dirty he would be, but for a little while

His life and mind are completely free

His curiosity and imagination running at high speed

The action of it all, innocent and so pure

Wish I had that time and energy to explore

But now all I do is remember how used to be

When I was young and had the time to be me wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

All those times I was bored
out of my mind. Holding the log
while she sawed it. Holding
the string while she measured, boards,
distances between things, or pounded
stakes into the ground for rows and rows
of lettuces and beets, which I then (bored)
weeded. Or sat in the back
of the car, or sat still in boats,
sat, sat, while at the prow, stern, wheel
she drove, steered, paddled. It
wasn't even boredom, it was looking,
looking hard and up close at the small
details. Myopia. The worn gunwales,
the intricate twill of the seat
cover. The acid crumbs of loam, the granular
pink rock, its igneous veins, the sea-fans
of dry moss, the blackish and then the graying
bristles on the back of his neck.
Sometimes she would whistle, sometimes
I would. The boring rhythm of doing
things over and over, carrying
the wood, drying
the dishes. Such minutiae. It's what
the animals spend most of their time at,
ferrying the sand, grain by grain, from their tunnels,
shuffling the leaves in their burrows. shee pointed
such things out, and I would look
at the whorled texture of her square finger, earth under
the nail. Why do I remember it as sunnier
all the time then, although it more often
rained, and more birdsong?
I could hardly wait to get
the hell out of there to
anywhere else. Perhaps though
boredom is happier. It is for dogs or
groundhogs. Now I wouldn't be bored.
Now I would know too much.
Now I would know. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

Lose yourself slowly

in the velvety gaze, the seduction

of a fragile rose.

the scent of passionate longing

captivates the heart

with an obstinate urge of the savagery

of a night's loving.

Your heart,

now silently impaled by the liquid fragrance

of a shadowy thorn.

There is no escaping its fatal embrace.

Yours is the crimson petal,

the blood on the thorn. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

Whenever we gather together,
The words are not easy to find,
But love speaks a common language
When people have ties that bind.
We don't always say what we're feeling
As often as families should;
We don't count our blessings out loud,
But somehow they're understood.
We know that we're thankful for living
With the comfort of each other's care;
We're grateful for memories and stories,
And the jokes that our family shares.
We might leave a promise unspoken,
But we know that we're loyal and true;
We can count on companions through life,
In the sunshine and shadows, too.
We might show some special attention
To a stranger, acquaintance, or guest,
But we never forget in our hearts
About those that we really love best.
These blessings can never be counted
Like money or gold dividends;
They can only be shared as the love
That exists when families are friends. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

Breeze flows by
Whispering words into my ear
Numbness grips my soul
and the Scarry heart skips a beat

The Sun setting down the prairies
Signals the end
When will you come back to me
I am shattered and broken

The Flowers have died
my tears have dried
These wounds will never heal
unless you touch me

Even in a stone
Lies a heart Soft enough to pardon
Believe me my love,
I am shattered and Broken

If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart,
forgive them for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to who you open you heart to.


“A broken heart is what makes life so wonderful five years later, when you see that special guy in an elevator and he is fat and smoking and saying 'Long time no see'”

“When love is lost, do not bow your head in sadness; instead keep your head up high and gaze at the stars for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal!” wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

If you think you are beaten, you are.
If you think you dare not, you don’t
If you like to win but think you can’t,
It’s almost a cinch you won’t.

If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost.
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow’s will
It’s all in the state of mind.

If you think you are outclassed, you are.
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win the prize.

Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man.
But sooner or later, the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

You left me wondering around
No longer do I feel safe and sound
Stumbling on your favorite blue shirt
Cant keep in all of this hurt
I loved you so damn much
That now I cry for your touch
That no longer comes my way
No matter how much I beg and pray
Into my bed I crawl alone
Just to smell your colonge
It was a week ago since you said goodbye

But your smell still lingers by
It fills my body with such distress
Turning me into a total mess
You didnt think of what you would do to me
All you wanted was to be free
So me being stupid I opened the door
I let you through and cried even more
I closed it shut and heard you leave
Footstep heading away from me
You say that we werent meant to be
How do you dare say that to me
I hold my broken heart in my hand
Trying to keep it together the best I can
But no matter how much glue I use
I still cry and feel abused
For in this prison called my room
I keep memories of me and you
They haunt me every second of the day
I just wish this pain would go away
I gathered all your things today
Put them in a box and hid them away
But I kept something to make me smile
I found it and took it from the pile
A picture of you holding me
A memory of what we used to be wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

Love comes hungry to anyone’s hand.
I found the newborn sparrow next to
the tumbled nest on the grass. Bravely

opening its beak. Cats circled, squirrels.
I tried to set the nest right but the wild
birds had fled. The knot of pin feathers

sat in my hand and spoke. Just because
I’ve raised it by touch, doesn’t mean it
follows. All day it pecks at the tin image of


a faceless bird. It refuses to fly,
though I’ve opened the door. What
sends us to each other? she and I

had a blue landscape, a village street,
some poems, bread on a plate. Love
was a camera in a doorway, love was

a script, a tin bird. Love was faceless,
even when we’d memorized each other’s
lines. Love was hungry, love was faceless,

the sparrow sings, famished, in my hand. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

Some of what we do, we do
to make things happen,
the alarm to wake us up, the coffee to perc,
the car to start.

The rest of what we do, we do
trying to keep something from doing something,
the skin from aging, the hoe from rusting,
the truth from getting out.

With yes and no like the poles of a battery
powering our passage through the days,
we move, as we call it, forward,
wanting to be wanted,
wanting not to lose the rain forest,
wanting the water to boil,
wanting not to have cancer,
wanting to be home by dark,
wanting not to run out of gas,

as each of us wants the other
watching at the end,
as both want not to leave the other alone,
as wanting to love beyond this meat and bone,
we gaze across breakfast and pretend. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

i hope the starving hungry tummies in africa get so full that they and the parasites they host inside them can have everlasting meals
i hope oprah builds more schools in africa and excludes more rich people and pisses more white people off who try to say she's being a racist
i hope cnn nbc abc fox cspan msnbc and the rest stop passing off low or no american casualties for the day in iraq as making the whole lot of iraqi deaths ok
i hope hollywood crumbles under the weight of its own image is everything, attention starved, spoiled ass, only child that has never heard no mentality
i hope gays and lesbians become the majority for a whole long time or at least long enough to legislate marriage laws and adopt foster kids and piss every intolerant heterosexual and religious fundamentalist off who arrogantly thinks they have a monopoly on moral rights
i hope facts come out that debunk everything anyone believes i myself included so that we may all know how it feels to be utterly wrong and not be so quick to make facts of opinions

i hope the hunter gets his prey
i hope the prey gets away
i hope that not one more diamond is ever found or formed
i hope the factories of the earth that make all 'precious' rocks go on strike
i hope humans lose their nearly sexual obsession with shiny objects
i hope this poem gets longer and longer and feeled with more disdain and hatred
i hope you hate this poem
i hope this poem takes all the hatred in this world and locks it in every line thereby leaving the world left to only love
i hope a shiite and a sunni fall madly in love and give birth to a child that impregnates a jew that gives birth to offspring that whorships the buddah but gets its eye caught by the most devout of conservative christians and then in turn i hope they both denounce all religions and faiths after realizing the true way to god is through humanity and love only alone and all by themselves
i hope life turns out to be worth all this poetry
i hope life turns out to be worth all this worry
i hope life turns out to be worth all this grief
i hope life turns out to be worth all this life
i hope life turns out to be worth all this hope
i hope it turns out to be worth it
i hope like hell wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

a tender breeze touches my skin
a horrible pain it's bringing
and I wanna go running
but I know I’ve got to let it in

it's so hard to face it all
cause I know tonight I'll fall
don't drag on me cause I can't keep strong
cause tomorrow I'll move on

but today, oh today
I've got to cry it all away
and tomorrow will bring back my sun
but today it all feels wrong
oooh today, yeah today,
I've got to cry it all away
and tomorrow with eyes dry
I'll be ready for another try

go walking in the wood
it's suppose to make me feel good
but today it hurts even more
than I'll go try out a shore

but the sand make my eyes tear
every time another spear
who makes the burden even harder
but I'll be fine one day farther


but today, oh today
I've got to cry it all away
and tomorrow will bring back my sun
but today it all feels wrong
oooh today, yeah today,
I've got to cry it all away
and tomorrow with eyes dry
I'll be ready for another try

it's just a blast
comes so fast
but I know
it will gow
over tomorrow

but today, oh today
I've got to cry it all away
and tomorrow will bring back my sun
but today it all feels wrong
oooh today, yeah today,
I've got to cry it all away
and tomorrow with eyes dry
I'll be ready for another try wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

When troubles come a callin’
As those gremlins often do,
And my spirit keeps on fallin’
Till I feel low down and blue…

When I look around for comfort,
Someone quickly jumps to mind,
One who always will support me,
And whose words are always kind.

Who will make my mood feel lighter,
Who’ll help beat my troubles back,
He/She makes the sun shine brighter
And gets my spirit back on track.

Who helps the road seem straighter,
And helps me get around each bend,
Who makes each day seem greater,
And that someone is you, my friend. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

Because you are my friend,
my life is enriched in a myriad of ways.
Like a cool breeze on a sweltering day,
like a ray of sunshine parting glowering clouds,
you lift me up.
In good times, we soar,
like weightless balloons
over neon rainbows.
In bad times, you are soothing balm
for my pummeled soul.
I learn so much from you;
you help me see old things in new ways.
I wonder if you are aware
of the bright seeds you are sowing in me.
I'm a better person for knowing you,
so that everyone I interact with
is touched by your good effect on me.
You relax me, refresh me, renew me.
Your bounteous heart envelops me
in joy and love and peace.
May your life be filled
with dazzling blessings,
just as I am blessed
by being your friend. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

You sit here and tell me everything will be okay,
it's not..Why? I sit and think why you told me that.
you told me you would be here for me when I needed you,

but you were never around. You said that we would always be,
but we are no more...You told me we wus forever,
but that forever only made me cry..You were never around to
whipe my tears away..You said you would never forget me,
but now I geuss since you forgot me Ill never for give you..
I just want you to know Ill never forget you..Ill never forget the day we met...But most of all Ill never forget how you made me feel.

YOU FAKE ME ABOUT LDR AND TRUE LOVES wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

My Friend when I think of you.
I think of all that we've been through.
All the times we argue and fight,
I know deep inside that it isn't right.
I, then feel bad and alot of pain.
It feels like I've fallen from the sky like the rain.
I love you dear friend with all of my heart.
But now that you're gone I've fallen apart.
I'm getting better as the days go by.
I wish sometimes this was all a big lie.
I pray to you every night.
It's like you're my fire, a burning light.
My dear friend, I miss you alot.
I still wonder why you were put in that spot.
I know you're in a place much better than here.
Watching and helping me with all of my fear.
Our friendship my dear friend,
we will have to the end.
Friends til the end is what we will be.
Someday we'll be together,
together you and me. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

I am staring in the teardrops of the rain
i dont know if i have to search for something
my mind is opened but i cant guess what is in
Maybe its very hard to catch the deepest mean

the wind blew to its hardest that i felt frost
when i breathe my heart was beating most
i am scared of what im felling
but i guess his always looking

so he for the clear of his eyes
whom i saw him in my dreams at night
when i turned back at times
i couldn't see anything, i've found nothing

and i've follow the edge of the light
and i saw a statue besides the window
i thought it was the boy i've been waiting 4
its only my imagination that love reflects like A SHADOW.... wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

Made up of memories of you
Bound together with love
Sewn with your selfless giving
Threads made of grace
Lined with thoughts of you.

Squares made of days gone by
Days we spent together
Each with a new design
Of the things that we shared.

Blanket stitches of our hearts
Mingle the squares in rows
Nothing can tear it apart
Not fire or flood or anything close.

It’s kept in a place of my keeping
The treasure chest of my heart
Wrapped in tissue of forgiveness
And tied with ribbons of love.

The colors all speak of you
Pinks and Blues and other hues
Sewn tight and fastened together
With hope and faith and truth. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know.
For some the journey's quicker,
For some the journey's slow.
And when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the lord wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009

its empty without u..
its empty feels like no one to hear me..
its empty if i miss my heart..
its empty if you not happy..
its empty to make u sad
its empty where im happy but without u..
empty is you
without u im just feel empty.. wanna read more??just click.. byOPIKABU: 2009