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Feeling Blue Today

Kelvin — Wed, 14 Sep 2011 09:49:52 +0000

The Gambler

Kelvin — Fri, 27 May 2011 18:02:44 +0000

Islands in the Stream

Kelvin — Sun, 15 May 2011 17:44:20 +0000

Superman!

Kelvin — Sun, 05 Dec 2010 20:24:55 +0000

We’d all like to be there to make sure our loved ones don’t get hurt, especially not by us. But things happen and people get hurt, sometimes even by us. I wish I was superman, just for those times.

Alone

Kelvin — Fri, 26 Nov 2010 04:50:43 +0000

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 that died.
Her grace so great,
Her beauty so vast,
All I ever wanted,
Was for it to last.
Fate maybe had another plan,
Or maybe she had another love,
But it all fell apart,
The hand too big for the glove.
Now it’s all died away,
Happiness, joy, love; all memories.
Now I walk alone in this dark, dark world,
With no light to guide my way.

Erase & Rewind

Kelvin — Fri, 26 Nov 2010 04:45:22 +0000

Keep your hands off my girl

Kelvin — Sat, 18 Sep 2010 06:42:50 +0000

Complex

Kelvin — Thu, 09 Sep 2010 22:37:00 +0000

Do not forget to remember that every single person you meet, whether male or female is a complete person.

Just like you, they have hopes and dreams; weaknesses and strengths; people they love; people who love them; things they love to do; things they hate to do; things they cannot wait to do; people they cannot wait to meet; people they hate to meet; likes and dislikes; interests and hobbies; good and bad; a past, a present and most importantly, a future.

You did not make anyone who they are.

I try

Kelvin — Thu, 09 Sep 2010 20:14:45 +0000

Will she come?

Kelvin — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 12:29:40 +0000

Because I miss Softie

all evening he waited
anxiously eyeing the clock
retracing his steps
over and over
counting the minutes
until her arrival

kneeling before a crackling fire
adding another log
he rose to check again
his preparations for tonight

the thick sheepskin rug
lay lovingly spread before the flames
waiting for her

the book
the one she longed after
in that tiny shop downtown
rested on the warm stone hearth
waiting for her

the wine
that special bottle
from a few years ago
late fall harvest
sat open
and sweet
waiting for her

the glasses
his best crystal
sat sparkling in the firelight
waiting for her

his hand
stopped a moment
over his heart
and lovingly fingered
the prize there
hidden away in his pocket
where it lay
waiting for her

taking the ring
from its secret place
he gazed at it
mesmerized by its shine
by what it stood for
soon he smiled and
softly slipped it back
to its repose
where it lay
waiting for her

seating himself back on the chair
he resumed his vigil
over the fire
over the wine
over the clock
over himself

and he sat
quiet and lost in thought
waiting for her