NEVER TRUST WHAT YOU CAN SEE...

She wished upon a star when she was little girl
wished for prince charming to sweep her off her feet,
but as that little girl grew up,
she found out prince charming was a cheat,
he showed her all the pretty things,
that little girls dream of..
but with time that little girl came to find,
that life style wasn't for me she said
with tears falling from her eyes like rain from the sky,
she learned the hard way,
not to trust those pretty eyes,
and tho that life style seems tempting..
it was his heart she longed for,
fell in love wanted love,
unlike any she wanted before,
he tore her heart right from her hands,
tore her soul and her pride,
tore them right from her eyes,
no more little girl,
shes a lady now...
a lady with secrets she cant tell,
but keep in mind lesson learned,
never trust what u cant see...

heheheh She wished upon a star when she was little girl, never trust what you can see!!! thnx for sharing bro!!! keep it up

Never trust what you see, and be wise the poem wanted to be!
A little princess dreams will surely come
But be wise coz u'r not a little bv a grown up lady!
Tnx 4 sharing and God bless u more!

Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree-
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?

The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.

When love beckons to you follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions
May wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
As the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you
so shall he crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth
So is he for your pruning.

They said we'd never make it,
But now we've come this far.
Today we celebrate our love
And honor who we are.
We had a hard beginning,
Adults before our time.
But growing up together made
Our deepest roots entwine.

You are my life, my love, my hope,
My friend, my world, my song,
The mirror of my unseen heart,
The place where I belong.

And as our one life passes,
Through love we live for two:
A cornucopia of joy
That we this day renew.

After many years
Pleasure is a golden hillside,
Passionate and still.
Your bedrooms and your hands are free,
After unshed tears;
Now much of life is tucked away,
No longer touched by will.
In your hearts a wilderness,
Vast and undisturbed,
Empty of all sentiments
Renews the moment's glory.
So may years of tenderness,
Also sung unheard,
Radiant beyond all sense
Yet tell love's ancient story.

If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?.

Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.