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wind | Poems from the Heart
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Poems from the Heart. About Poems from the Heart. September 16, 2009. Posted by Dine Racoma in Life. The wind changed course. Gone to more lushful leas. That offers more pleasantries. Leaving the once special place. Broken, cold and limp. Too tired to follow. It is free, it is. No claim over it. Related poem: oh wind! No comments yet — be the first. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Yes, all poems ...
WTF!!! | Poems from the Heart
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Poems from the Heart. About Poems from the Heart. July 10, 2009. Posted by Dine Racoma in Life. After a long long week of missed appointments, missed opportunities, chasing people, missed lunches and dinners…waiting…and waiting…I can only say WTF! After a long long week of schedules gone awry…missed deadlines…bad decisions…sleepless nights…frustrations…insensitivities…I can only say WTF! I can say it over and over again…but don’t get me wrong! WTF–I told BA. Aren’t Fridays great? 8230;UAAP in the weekend...
About Dine Racoma | Poems from the Heart
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Poems from the Heart. About Poems from the Heart. Dine Racoma known also as Sexy Mom. Doing what she likes best writing, her passion. She writes freelance, does research, advises on new media, and manages a virtual assistance office for home-based jobs. A mother of 7 (what joy! Dine Racoma known also as Sexy Mom. Dine Racoma shares her poems at Poems from the Heart. Her gastronomic experiences here at Dine-a-Bite. Her parenting experiences at Parenting–Pinoy Moms Network. And The CRIBS Blog. You are comm...
cold | Poems from the Heart
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Poems from the Heart. About Poems from the Heart. December 17, 2008. Posted by Dine Racoma in Life. As the temperature falls. And dips even further. It’s time to huddle. But while i smile. I am jolted to reality. Can’t help but think. Of those with less in life. Children in the streets. Soldiers in the hills. Mendicants, old folks. Chilling in the open. Curled up in a ball. To keep them warm. Against the cold winds. Some in raw pain. This is the truth. Where survival is left. To each his own. Writing poe...
sad | Poems from the Heart
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Poems from the Heart. About Poems from the Heart. February 22, 2009. Posted by Dine Racoma in Life. Deep in a pit. Smack to the bone. Truly i am alone. Keep it at that. Just let it be. 1 Shanlee - March 3, 2009. Just dropping by.Btw, you website have great content! Unlimited 24/7 Movie Downloads! No time limits, no bandwidth limits, no content limits! 2 BY WAYNE GIBBONS - May 5, 2009. May 15, 2009. 4 chris - May 7, 2010. Can you write a poem about love…? Like the boy cant liv w/o his girl…. Yes, all poem...
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The Pink Delta: 11.08 | Random. Blabberings. And. Personal. Journal
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Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. View my complete profile. Life on a Pencil. Poems from the heart. Tnomeralc Web Design Toys. Happiness in a nutshell. Living the pink life. Over the coffee table. Random. blabberings. and. personal. journal. T'was a long day. T'was tiring but fun. The highlight: a new tote bag! Yey Let me do this in bullet form, because I'm not in the mood to stitch long paragraphs tonight :):. Good thing I don't have credit card or else. tsk tsk. Haha. Sat down with a ...
Ramblings… | a moon lit surface
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A moon lit surface. An attempt to stay connected to my creative side. Laquo; One of the birthday gifts to hubby. At the Diveagar beach Konkan I saw all cuddled and searched for mine but realizing the same was not thought by him, I got insecure we women are so insecure sometimes ). In torso deep sea. I waited to hold you and. Watch the sun sink at the orange horizon. But you not around. Did you want the same? What if you didn’t. What if all was not what I felt. What if I was the only one who felt it.
The Pink Delta: 02.09 | Random. Blabberings. And. Personal. Journal
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Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. View my complete profile. Life on a Pencil. Poems from the heart. Tnomeralc Web Design Toys. Happiness in a nutshell. Living the pink life. Over the coffee table. Random. blabberings. and. personal. journal. I miss the boiffie. He's in a trip with teammates in CDO-Camiguin. He'll be back on Monday. Three days feels like ages. . Im sad recently. And it's growing. Every friggin day. Which I find weird, lalo na ngayon na may bagong buhay-pagibig. I don't w...
The Pink Delta: 12.10 | Random. Blabberings. And. Personal. Journal
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Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. View my complete profile. Life on a Pencil. Poems from the heart. Tnomeralc Web Design Toys. Happiness in a nutshell. Living the pink life. Over the coffee table. Random. blabberings. and. personal. journal. Joornal Entry 5: I'll stop the world and melt with. with whom? I feel uninspired. And not needed. And unhappy. Earlier when I woke up, I asked myself, "Why do I live? Why do I wake up every friggin morning and prep myself to work?
The Pink Delta: 07.06 | Random. Blabberings. And. Personal. Journal
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Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. View my complete profile. Life on a Pencil. Poems from the heart. Tnomeralc Web Design Toys. Happiness in a nutshell. Living the pink life. Over the coffee table. Random. blabberings. and. personal. journal. Urine Sample #24: Pangitain. Sabi na nga ba eh, nauto ako ni Becca (ung multong pumapatay sa. Ano ngayon ang napala ko? Wala Hahaha. Kasalanan to ng mga gumagawa ng horror films. Urine Sample #23: ANONIMO. Isang multo sa gabi. Break silence and fear.
The Pink Delta: 03.09 | Random. Blabberings. And. Personal. Journal
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Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. View my complete profile. Life on a Pencil. Poems from the heart. Tnomeralc Web Design Toys. Happiness in a nutshell. Living the pink life. Over the coffee table. Random. blabberings. and. personal. journal. People like to think they're good and that what they do is good. But it's just pure BS. because most of the time, they were just covering up for all the crap they have been doing. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Blog Design by Gisele Jaquenod.
The Pink Delta: 06.09 | Random. Blabberings. And. Personal. Journal
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Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. View my complete profile. Life on a Pencil. Poems from the heart. Tnomeralc Web Design Toys. Happiness in a nutshell. Living the pink life. Over the coffee table. Random. blabberings. and. personal. journal. The stars cried tonight. And t'was the chorus of a. One day he's totally inlove; the other he's throwing everything out of the window. Competition. People have to always prove that they are good, that they are bigger than the others, that they a...
The Pink Delta: 08.09 | Random. Blabberings. And. Personal. Journal
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Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. View my complete profile. Life on a Pencil. Poems from the heart. Tnomeralc Web Design Toys. Happiness in a nutshell. Living the pink life. Over the coffee table. Random. blabberings. and. personal. journal. My mom used to tell me when I was young: "You'll understand when you're older.". So what has changed? Relationship with teh family. He may have not been the best boyfriend before, but he is the best friend I could ever have. Thanks, dude!
The Pink Delta: 09.06 | Random. Blabberings. And. Personal. Journal
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Corporate slave by day, rockstar assassin by night. View my complete profile. Life on a Pencil. Poems from the heart. Tnomeralc Web Design Toys. Happiness in a nutshell. Living the pink life. Over the coffee table. Random. blabberings. and. personal. journal. Of all the hell weeks I had gone through (yet), none had been like the y4it/arte week. I mean, had been so physically tired before, and even emotionally. but the heck. arte has almost driven me crazy. I just can't get over those days! Mabuti na lang...
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Poems from the heart, poems from the mind. Random lines of rhythm intermingled with some rhyme. Back to 'My Soul's Chamber'. Skip to my garden. Wednesday, March 27, 2002. As your brown eyes penetrate mine. Desire runs through my veins. My breathing grows heavy. I melt into you. Your warm touch raises my senses. Iâ m speechless with your kisses. Taken into your arms. I melt into you. Laying next to you as we talk. Holding my hand in yours. Aware of your cologne. I melt into you. And smiling sweetly at you.
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Poems from the Heart. Love Poems, Special Poems and Stories written from the Heart. send your poems to: Poemsfromtheheart.us@gmail.com. Saturday, April 21, 2012. From the Beginning - to the Present - Now Married in the Catholic Church. Wedding Dance on March 28, 2012 in the Philippines. Virginia and I just after the Wedding Ceremony. We've been through everything. We've stood the test of time. We've weathered every storm. And still, here we are. We've had our ups and downs. We've gone around and around.
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Poems from the Heart. About Poems from the Heart. How to Write Romantic Short Poems. March 14, 2011. Posted by Dine Racoma in My Poetry. Love Quotes from Romeo and Juliet. March 14, 2011. Posted by Dine Racoma in Love Spell. One year and seven months ago. July 8, 2010. Posted by Dine Racoma in Love Spell. 1 comment so far. It’s been 5 months, 26 days. Still counting the days I’ll be getting over you. The days you’ll continue falling for her. And the days I’ll start loving myself. September 16, 2009.
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Poems From The Heart and Soul. Poems From The Heart. Sitting on a Cloud. For This I Pray (Honor). A Peaceful Place (People). A Perfect Place (Animals). Welcome to Poems from the Heart and Soul. This website contains poems that I have written over the past several years regarding animal advocacy, bullying, and people. Each one is to hopefully raise awareness, compassion, and kindness. Poems From The Heart and Soul.
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Poems from the heartphone. Sunday, 31 July 2016. The Force of Consciousness. The feminine energy in our galaxy. Is a ruling force, throughout eternity. Because of its fertility. The masculine got frightened. Causing a true duality. That finds it hard to go away. It even took over the power. That now has become a shower. Of evil, spreading across. Our earth finds itself at a loss. Of knowing her true identity. Of the divine trinity:. The masculine and feminine. In the human body. This trinity or triality:.
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Poems from the Middle
Poems from the Middle. The Old Lady, The Postman, and The Girl. February 26, 2014 by Chris. The old lady sits silently pissing. Reminiscing, she wonders where. On the long road of life she took. The turning that led to this chair. Daily, she sits in the same corner. And wets herself from time to time,. As tears trickle down her cheek. The postman passes through the lounge. Seeing the old lady he is reminded of. His Nan. His nose wrinkles as he tries. To place the smell. At first he thinks of. Wonders how...
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poems from the path
Poems from the path. Student of the possible. O the simplicity of good and real things. In between heartache and Monday-work. I lie down and let my attention wander inside this skin. To toes and fingers and ears and eyes, and everything in between. And lo, some vibrant joy makes itself known, right here. 8211; I almost say that this joy I carry around all the time,. But who does the carrying really, I wonder. Deep deep down I know that Life is absolutely trustworthy, absolutely. Like I send to you now.
