<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:00:43.953-04:30</updated><title type='text'>Enter My World Of Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a 27 yr. old who loves what poetry has to offer my life.It has helped me over come things so much greater then me.And I love that it is a way to put it out there In my own words.this is my world of poetry.I'm going to enjoy shairing it with everyone.And what you have to say MATTERS.....at least to me!!! Thank you, Nikiz_Heart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113608377420347174</id><published>2005-12-31T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:06:01.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT JUST ANOTHER YEAR....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We welcome in a new year;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;With that I wipe away a single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;but not forgotten tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A happy tear, okay maybe a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;sad;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another year has come to pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;is that really so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sure my world gets turned up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;side down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And every now and then, things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;come unwound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If I had to make a resolution what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;would that be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;That maybe in 2006...I can really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of us set and think..Another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;wasted year;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to leave 2005 remembering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;hugs,Laughter,Smiles, The memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;we forever hold dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't we come together in 2006 try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;to embrace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Living another day happy to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;the laughter in our children's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;So lets bring this year in being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;happier then before;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Never forgetting the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;as we open "New Years" door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;By:Nicole Myers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;C:December 31st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;2 hrs. Away from 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;WISHING EVERYONE A WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113608377420347174?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113608377420347174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113608377420347174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113608377420347174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113608377420347174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/12/not-just-another-year.html' title='NOT JUST ANOTHER YEAR....'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113467024864751786</id><published>2005-12-15T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T16:02:51.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From you, The beauty in a rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;there's nothing like the beauty in a rose;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;there's nothing like watching it as it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;blossoms and grows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;I set here and thank about how special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;you make me feel;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;With roses, And cards,With your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;rapped around me,It all becomes so real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;I thank about our sad times, And happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;times there were many;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;But we came through the bad, And made it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;through the good times plenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;I thank about how glad I am you want and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;need me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;My roses live, Showing me our lives together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;were meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;I thank again how happy you make me,How the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;roses bring tears and laughter to my face;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;Making me realize you will always be my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;happy place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;Again I picture our forever after;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;cuddling close to you, as we take in our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;children's laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;C:December 15, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;By: Nikiz_Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;Dedicated to my husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;through the good, And bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;You will always be my best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;friend. The love of my life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113467024864751786?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113467024864751786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113467024864751786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113467024864751786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113467024864751786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/12/from-you-beauty-in-rose.html' title='From you, The beauty in a rose'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113381714296349728</id><published>2005-12-05T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T17:12:22.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back on track with my sister</title><content type='html'>" Getting back on track with my sister"&lt;br /&gt;We have our ups and downs, And sure It's a battle, That I know; But here and now I'm your little sister..... So with that there's these feelings I need to show.&lt;br /&gt;I came into your world faster then you wanted, I remember those stories as a kid; About me, With all the crazy things you said, And did.&lt;br /&gt;We laughed about it then....But I thank those feelings stayed in you a little bit; With that here I am writing you this as I set.&lt;br /&gt;You said some awful things that hurt me so deep inside; It felt like my world came crumbling down, And I was left with nowhere else to hide.&lt;br /&gt;But your my sister and I love you that much will always be true; No matter what awful things we both say, Or do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here and now telling you that sisters we will always be; No matter what awful things you thank of me.&lt;br /&gt;I only wish we had more time to spend together, Then you might know me more; But in the end I will always be there, Because that's what sisters are for.&lt;br /&gt;C: December 5, 2005 By: Nicole Myers&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to my middle sister Kelly .WE have made it through the toughest fights...With in the end ...Tears, And smiles I love you sis....Always and forever more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113381714296349728?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113381714296349728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113381714296349728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113381714296349728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113381714296349728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/12/getting-back-on-track-with-my-sister.html' title='Getting back on track with my sister'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113253775534195746</id><published>2005-11-20T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T21:49:15.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113253775534195746?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113253775534195746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113253775534195746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113253775534195746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113253775534195746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='&lt;!-- Start Bravenet.com Service Code --&gt;'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113233429608522792</id><published>2005-11-18T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T01:01:09.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising above 9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;        " Rising Above 9/11"&lt;br /&gt;                             Today was a day, So scary for many;                               I remember it well, As well as any.                             It took my breath away, Looking through                               the screan. Watching the towers a                             blaze. My heart felt pain, I just stood                              there in all;                           The smoke rising, As I watch those towers                             start to fall.                           I did'nt remember the tears coming, But I                             sure remember how fast they fell;                           wondering how many lives were lost? And                             how time would only tell.                           I thought about those passengers, And                             how scared they must have been;                          Knowing this was the end for them, And                              never seeing there families faces again.                         These are the things we think could'nt                             happen to us;                         But so many times,In so many ways over,                           and over, It always does.                        This was my America, And somehow they                           got in;                         Even better those towers will rise, And                            all those lives will live again.                         9/11 the first day, I remembering my                           freedom seeing fear;                        On this day I'm sure all of America shed                           a tear.                         We will rise up!!And our towers will                            too!                                      This is our America                          THE RED, WHITE, AND THE BLUE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                                                          BY: Nicole Myers                                                            9/11/2005           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113233429608522792?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113233429608522792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113233429608522792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113233429608522792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113233429608522792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/rising-above-911.html' title='Rising above 9/11'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113228013052632627</id><published>2005-11-17T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T00:58:38.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"My truest friend"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;My closest friend has truly become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I hope I'm just as much your friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I remember that time my mother made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;me feel sad;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Your words was all it took then I didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;feel so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I know I'm fragile, And things bring me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;down;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;But It always seams things get better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;whenever your around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I really don't know what I'd do if you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;weren't here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I guess I just wanted to make my true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;feelings clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;You have brightened each, And everyday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;With just the kind words you always have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I hope we stay true friends with each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;passing year;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;And always be there for one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;whenever we shed a tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;C:sept. 15, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;By: Nikiz_Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I dedicate this to my new best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Jeannie K.....For the little time we've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;been friends. She has been the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;friend I've ever had in all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I appreciate her, I love , And value here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;friendship..A thank you to her....Niki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113228013052632627?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113225571465936159</id><published>2005-11-11T15:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T00:55:13.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>" The old me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I lay exhausted on the bathroom floor;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Waiting on the "old me" To come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Walking through the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I know what makes me hurt and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I just don't want to work on making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;it better;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Even though I know if I did it put the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;"old me" back together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I can't stand the pain I'm going through;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;And somehow reaching for another pill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;is all I know how to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;The "old me" was this person I liked much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;more;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;But getting back to me doesn't seem like much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;to hope for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I called out her name if she called back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I didn't here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Getting the "old me's" attention is my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;addictions only fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;My addiction controls weather or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I get the "old me" back;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;And that I'm afraid is the only way of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;getting my life back on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Who I am now is someone I fear for;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Now if only I could get up the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;to open up a new door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Put the "old me" back in that place she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;used to be;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Then for the first time in forever truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:April 20,2005&lt;br /&gt;By: Nikiz_Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;Some painful memories, Hurtful times in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;but again they are all apart of my life. I'm fighting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;this battle hard! And I'm doing better.writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;brings me to the top. Keeps me happy. And Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;and friends..Make my life worth living..A thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113225571465936159?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113225571465936159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113225571465936159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113225571465936159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113225571465936159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/old-me.html' title='&quot; The old me&quot;'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113156245734628172</id><published>2005-11-09T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T00:51:55.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I found someone as great as you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are the first man I proudly looked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;up to;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I remember as a child wanting to marry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;someone as great as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are my father, The man who provided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for us;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I remember the thought as a little girl just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;how great you was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There wasn't a man tell my husband who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;took a stand in my life as much as you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And still just as much today I'm thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for everything you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know I probley didn't turn out quite what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you wanted me to be;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And often there are times when you look at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;me I wonder who, or what you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I messed up a lot it's true, But dad I tried a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;little to;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When you took me down that isle you gave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my hand to a man as great as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My life's ambition was that you give me away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I replay each, and every step we took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;still today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You and my husband are the greatest men I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ever know;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I hope you never forget just how much I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To my father the greatest man I ever new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tell you gave my hand to another wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;man...My loving husband!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dad,.....I love you.....And mom I love you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;C:Oct,1,2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;By:Nikiz_Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113156245734628172?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113156245734628172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113156245734628172&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113156245734628172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113156245734628172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-found-someone-as-great-as-you.html' title='I found someone as great as you'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113129536503956936</id><published>2005-11-06T12:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:01:35.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To my loving wife</title><content type='html'>From your husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Niki is a wonderful person, she is loving, generous, caring, spontanous, and our three wonderful kids and her is the best things in my life. We have been together for 10 years and we&lt;br /&gt;have seen bad and good she been strong through it all and im thankful for that. I love her very much and i know she loves me very much. I hope you all enjoy her writing she is very good at poetry. She has poems from love, fear, anger, and substance abuse, and they are all good. So keep checking out her site and you will not be disappointed in what you read. well im signing off , love you very much honey see ya in a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                          from your husband&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                           Lewis xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113129536503956936?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113129536503956936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113129536503956936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113129536503956936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113129536503956936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/to-my-loving-wife.html' title='To my loving wife'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113121661937739572</id><published>2005-11-05T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T14:50:19.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My life.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder where I belong, Who I am, What I see&lt;br /&gt;when I look in the mirror at this face staring right back at&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shadow, It's a glare. I'm this person who has a name but&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to find myself something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of control, I'm a crashing mess " It's those little pills"&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself! "NO" It's just me! It's kind of like in this&lt;br /&gt;dark place....Where there's all these happy faces, I smile to,&lt;br /&gt;I laugh along, But deep down in this dark space I realize there's&lt;br /&gt;something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I be depressed, Could I be stressed, Maybe It's both.......&lt;br /&gt;I'm dieing inside. Screaming for help. Drowning in my emotion.&lt;br /&gt;I can't breath, I can't talk, I want out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is out? A bullet in my brain, Is death my only way out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is life!! I hold her tiny hand. There's five fingers, Yep there's&lt;br /&gt;five more. She loves me...She doesn't even know me....&lt;br /&gt;Would she love me if she did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry, It's all just so sad, The tears are wet. I laugh, Then I tough&lt;br /&gt;her face. Silly I am....That it is dark and lonely in this place.&lt;br /&gt;But weird how I want her to need me. If only she could see inside&lt;br /&gt;my soul. We are not alike.&lt;br /&gt;But I made her, and she loves me. So I'll live another day in my&lt;br /&gt;shadow, My silence it echoes to breath.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life!! It's only what I make of it. So I will try to be me, the one&lt;br /&gt;who I used to be......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this when I was going through A tough time. I was really&lt;br /&gt;sad. But the good , the bad, The ugly, Are all apart of poetry....&lt;br /&gt;And can be exspected from me... Nikiz_Heart&lt;br /&gt;C: feb. 10, 2003&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113121661937739572?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113121661937739572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113121661937739572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113121661937739572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113121661937739572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-life.html' title='My life.....'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113095983914605812</id><published>2005-11-02T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:41:28.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me love you</title><content type='html'>Let me love you-Like you never have&lt;br /&gt;                                                        been;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      And when were through lets start all&lt;br /&gt;                                                        over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Let me hold you-Tonight like forever&lt;br /&gt;                                                       is at it's end.&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Like we've fallen in love all over and It's&lt;br /&gt;                                                      all just about to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Let me show you like this...Something a&lt;br /&gt;                                                      promise could never touch;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Because I can't tell you enough that I&lt;br /&gt;                                                      love you-And just how very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Let me love you- This one time and make&lt;br /&gt;                                                     it mean more than the rest;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Then hold me so tight-As I fall asleep with&lt;br /&gt;                                                     my head apon your chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            By: Nikiz_Heart&lt;br /&gt;                     To my husband Lewis&lt;br /&gt;                         for all the love we shair!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113095983914605812?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113095983914605812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113095983914605812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113095983914605812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113095983914605812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/let-me-love-you.html' title='Let me love you'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18478939.post-113095892676719876</id><published>2005-11-02T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:33:44.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a time of fear</title><content type='html'>I had this fear I was losing you;&lt;br /&gt;I got so scared didn't know what&lt;br /&gt;to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought that fear with all I had;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't remember a time I&lt;br /&gt;ever felt so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you've been my life inside&lt;br /&gt;and out;&lt;br /&gt;The only one I've ever truly&lt;br /&gt;cared about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have built our life together&lt;br /&gt;so real, And so true.&lt;br /&gt;I never want to belong to anyone&lt;br /&gt;but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were always meant to be-I've&lt;br /&gt;known that from the start;&lt;br /&gt;And I know now you'll never let&lt;br /&gt;nothing tear us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this fight in you,That wasn't&lt;br /&gt;there before;&lt;br /&gt;But it brought out your love and made&lt;br /&gt;it mean more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sorry-I didn't believe you&lt;br /&gt;from the start;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry you now and always have&lt;br /&gt;have my whole heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fear I won't fear know more;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what best friends are&lt;br /&gt;for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18478939-113095892676719876?l=entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113095892676719876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18478939&amp;postID=113095892676719876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113095892676719876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18478939/posts/default/113095892676719876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://entermyworldofpoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/time-of-fear.html' title='a time of fear'/><author><name>Nikiz_Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00178985625998010115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I always can be sure It's worth writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's mostly my feelings I bury so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;inside;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When It all comes out,I become glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there's nothing I hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Because keeping it in could never be real;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Especially when it all comes down to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;exactly how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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