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When does the pain stop?
By George Serradinho on August 12th, 2008 | 2 Comments
Hi all, this question has been on my mind for months now and doesn’t seem to be getting any better. The memories of the past are to strong for me, they are consuming me as each day passes. I lose myself each day and I’m scared that there will be nothing left of me to go forward. I’... -
To My One and Only Love by George Serradinho
By George Serradinho on July 9th, 2008 | 2 Comments
Some more of my words sent to someone on 2 January 2007, enjoy and let me know what you think. To My One and Only Love I’m not a poet of any sort, but love makes you do funny things. I will do my best to let you know, what I know now and how I feel and it goes something like this …. I ha... -
Alone
By George Serradinho on June 23rd, 2008 | No Comments
poem by Moondust Purity once had a name, And beauty once had a face. Life once had a meaning, And once I was safe. Once there was freedom, And once I could laugh. Happiness once was alive, And once I had another half. Once I shared her love, Once I was by her side, Once I felt I fitted, So quickly t... -
To Watch You Leaving
By George Serradinho on June 23rd, 2008 | No Comments
poem by Jocelyn Galvano-Pickett To Watch You Leaving . . . is to know such pain, it’s jagged edges tearing into my soul. As a stake from the garden tears into the warm, dark earth. To Watch You Leaving . . . knowing all the while that never again will I fit myself, warm with sleep, against you... -
Dying Inside
By George Serradinho on June 23rd, 2008 | No Comments
poem by Natalee Fox Something so hard goes straight to the soul; it seems impossible to get over and my heart is left with a big hole. I’m trying to be happy, wearing a smile; but I’m dying inside. The world seems to be fading, and I just want to run and hide. Everywhere I go I see your ... -
Letting Go
By George Serradinho on June 23rd, 2008 | No Comments
poem by Judy Burnette How do you walk away from someone you love And take the road of friend; Can you reroute the course you have taken And start over once again? I don’t really want to let you go But inside me I know I must; The times we’ve loved . . . the times you’ve left My hea... -
The Joke’s On Me
By George Serradinho on June 23rd, 2008 | No Comments
poem by Judy Burnette I keep waiting for the phone to ring Yet I know it won’t be you; I try to fill my life with busyness Yet all I do is think of you. What became of us And all our dreams and plans; How could you turn and walk away As I watched our castles turn to sand? Do you never even mis...


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