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Kahlia Mazacalletti, 6 marca 2013
Humility
My thoughts encompass me, surround me
The sincerest form of gratitude to an unknown stranger
The passerby who asks for a cigarette
And your smoke is long gone
But your kindness prevails, even though you do not have one
How do you measure one's worth, by the number of acts they do
Or do you not count, because you do not want that vanity
I see myself as someone who is random but consistent in so many ways
The world could use some serenity-humility
Pray, people, pray
For GOD said:
For God puts down the man with pride;but he saves the one who is not proud- Job 22:29
So stand up today, stand proud, tall, kiss a loved one, say hello to a neighbor
But Beware........
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 22 września 2012
Our Oddessy
I tried to talk to you today, again
It was like an echo coming 'round and 'round
Why is it so difficult to get through to someone
You are always in the attack mode
Waiting to pounce and pronounce
I live in a world of sequestered silence and lonliness
A world of your treason; but I never turned my back on you til now
It has been 14 years of head games but you rolled the dice on me
Being with another woman broke my heartstrings; as you are not with me
Why must you urge the pain to surface so horrifically
Ane when ask, say a simple sentence to try and quench my need for knowledge
I don't know if you have a heart at all
You glide over things , like water glides over a rock
The pain has become to much to bear, I feel hollow
Longing for an easy out; no way to get in anymore
No trust, a factor that should provide safety
Please let me wander; for my heart can take no more
Alone
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 15 lutego 2013
Emotions
She told him that she loved him; more than once
His heart was opened wide to recieve her
She asked him if he was ready for her alabaster skin upon him
His heart raced with excitement
Too many times she played with his emotions like a cat with a string
Now he is in a bad state of affairs and cannot remove himself from her
People play with emotions like a game, it is sad to see and worse to be
One of them; It takes time to recover ; like breaking your back
Only the cast does not come off ever
And the mask remains
Inside of you; I feel it daily..........
I have been there and the map does not end, all roads lead to nowhere
Judge your loves wisely and make friends wiser as hurt is everywhere
For you are the seeker of your own destiny
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 14 lutego 2013
Judgemental
You may see me as the one that you have to judge
I see you as my peer and a beautiful person
It does not matter what you have done; it is done
I see that you hang on to things like a diamond ring
Is it guilt or is it jealousy; is it me or is it you
I never say a bad word about anyone , it comes back to haunt
Like a ghost in a house, a spirit in a childs closet
Please forgive me if I have hurt you or made you insecure
But, I cannot continue to believe it is my fault.........
I must say, going off in in a tangent does no good for anyone
It is the mood of these days , to be hateful and spiteful....
I forgive you, You will be blessed; you are one of GOD's children
And no one stands alone.......................
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 2 marca 2013
About Thinking..
I am so glad I am getting to know you, even though we're miles apart
It is one of those things that happen once in a lifetime
You find your soul mate; but things keep getting in the way
I can smell your scent, breathe your air and touch you're face and you are not even here.
Friends have a way of doing that, true emotion, true joy and true feelings
But yet my feelings for your grow; I hope you don't mind
It is one of those things that happen, I didn't mean for it to, you just touched my heart.
And I don't know why-MYSTERY
Perhaps or just is meant to be, destiny or fate, we will see
I am doing my best to keep it on your level.........
But my elevator is going to the penthouse floor.
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 25 września 2012
Bullseye
You spew your vengence at me; to me
Like a wild asp, winding around the wicked vine
Did I not give you life
And bring breath to your ticker tape world
I see bits and pieces of your father seething out of your mouth.
SO angry; SO foul
You are so sad and you make me your victim
So skilled at making me your mark
I am your craft, your rendition of pain
Wind down the road to nowhere
We all have our secrets, but yours are not sweet, they kill
Like your fathers did; You called me a whore, the ultimate streetwalker, a dollar and a dime
You stab me like a double edged sword
You were a baby once, I touched your cheek to mine
Now I feel the singe, Do you hate me, do you wish me dead
I feel the coldness in your voice
I surmise your intentions
I lie down and surrender
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 27 września 2012
Tomorrow
I have asked you many times to go with me
To a different place where we can flourish
Today is still not fresh; it longs of old images
I feel haunted and discouraged
I feel six shades of blue
Do you even understand my despair with this situation
Are you clinging to the hope that I will change my mind
Bring back the old me and stay for some more abuse and
Hunger for your touch which is no more
I want to go to tomorrow; where there the clock ticks and time
moves on like a marching band
Tomorrow may never come
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 5 lutego 2013
Wishing Day
Today is my wishing day; for all things to come to pass
For all man to be equal; for all man to be free
I wish for the beauty that others see
Wanting not only for you and I; but for all mankind.
It seems that the world has slid downhill
And now we are at an empasse; a great standstill
Why can't we just all get along
Must we fight each other; must we kill one another
It is so sad to see, the burying of children from gunbattle
The murder of our souls, the killing of our destiny's
Let us live in peace and harmony
Let us kill to be free.....
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 5 marca 2013
Yardstick
I measure my life by the way I treat other people.......it is my destiny
If I look back at someone in horror, I have only looked at myself....
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 6 września 2012
My friend Kristen
You lived your life as if it were always Christmas Day; your birthday
With your paper mache' mask on
Always making me wonder if you were really my friend
You decorated everything and took advantage when you had no advantage at all
Your pyramid and tomb waiting for you, your eyes like Cleopatra
For your eternal resting place
You fooled us all
How was I to know your tears were not even wet?
The roses blooming in your yard were stagnet like your life
Did you enjoy stringing me along in the clothesline of life?
I cried for, I bled from my heart; my holidays saddened by your exit
My godchildren crying in despair and noone to soothe the pain
Where are we to go; how far must we walk in our worn out shoes?
I will always miss you, you helped me through this blizzard of life
But now, you have taken yours, I am still crying for you after so many years
My best friend committed suicide in November 2002.
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 4 kwietnia 2013
Wishing
I sat out on the sofa and looked at the stars; which one are you
I miss you and wanted everything we could not have
New beginnings, old memories
Why won't you talk to me; is it a secret that I cannot share
You seem so distant at times but then you will tell me you love me
I must confess, it is so nice to hear
Everyone wonders where are you; I am now one of those
God gave you a blueprint of life; do I not share it with you?
I am smitten by your charm, taken aback by your ways
I only want what is best for you; do you know that?
I am starting to doubt myself, Am I good enough
It seems to me , like you are running as fast as you can
I realize you are very busy ; but a simple "Hello" would do
I will always love you and the sound of your voice......
Please tell me it is OK, please respond to something
Those who ask me questions, I have no answer for......
Is it just you being you?
Or me being me?
PLease say you are happy; it means a lot
Even in your darkest thoughts; you have made a difference in my life
I am praying for you...it is all I can do
You are my dearest frind; I miss you terribly
God has a purpose for you that is held in his heart
God has a path for you; that is held in his grace
"The Lord will fullfil his promise for me, your love, Old Lord
endures forever
Psalms 138:8
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 18 marca 2013
My other side....
I see you as not an asset to my life
Why will you not listen to a thing I say.
Because you want things your way?
I am not a mean person ;however you have become an ogre......
I will not live my life in a bubble for you are anyone else.
It makes me sick, as sick as you.
My freinds are scattered everywhere, I go to sights to vent by writing poetry, that you were never interested in-My ire and anger started to flow and now it is like a sleeping volcano
Why don't you just let me be.......Because you don't know who you really are.
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 29 grudnia 2012
For Phillip Winters
At 42, he sits in the atrium of the nursing home
He is silent and his movements are that of a mime
Getting up, and deciding to roam
I see that when he walks he is perfectly in time
With the music that is being played and he looks at the fire door
I shake my head and say no, please don't try
A tear wells up and he begins to cry
Phillips girlfriend comes by for a visit and tells me his story
How they were making love and he had a major stroke
It seems to me in all his handsome glory
This is some kind of cruel joke
How could someone have brought him through the gate
Then I find out , he was admitted by the state
He was not enough medical and just enough psych
To get to Broadview Manor Nursing Home
The state thought his family would like
I was doing my internship on geriatrics and thought I'd seen it all
But he caught my eye and made me cry
His life was at a standstill and they had dropped the ball
So, I made Phillip my newfound project and he was so kind to me
He was somewhat of a child like man and a prodigy
Today Phillip is leading a new life....with his new ex girlfriend
Whom is now his wife
I helped Phillip get placed in an independent living center with his families help and he is leading a Very productive life. I will always remember him....
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 2 kwietnia 2013
Today
Today is a great day; miss all your friends
Miss them like you do when you are sleeping and dream
You are a child of God, you are never alone
Today is a great day, miss me?
I just wanted to tell you I Love You........
We have been through many things, that only made us stronger
Today is a beautiful day, I found you....
Let go of your heartache and strife
Go get a life.........Today is a promising day
You could have been anybody
Today is a wonderful day; I hear life everywhere
The sun is shining directly into your heart
Be a good friend and check up, say hello
I Love You all the same
I see your green eyes; like crystals in the diamond store
Today is a fabulous day, let go of your inner demons
For today is the best day; Since I met you
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 24 grudnia 2012
Today
There are so many people feeling hopeless-Today
There are so many people feeling hungry-Today
There are so many people dying from addiciton-Today
There are so many people feeling lonely-Today
Let us start a new era as the New Year approaches that we make an attempt to smile at one person-Today
Let us do a good deed for another starting-Today
Let us pray for the forgotten-Today
Let us all remember our troops-Today
May we find peace in our hearts-Today
May we find love in another person-Today
May we have the ability to see good in someone-Today
May we not stumble in prayer-Today
We must do these things Today as we do not know if we have a Tomorrow........
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 22 grudnia 2012
Ms. Matika
Ms. Matika works in the grocery store with her high hair and I call her POOF
She resembles a porcupine gone wrong-with her hair sticking out on top like that
She has shared many secrets with me; it was like that from the beginning
It was just fate that we met in aisle number one, she was busy having a panic attack and I was looking for potato chips.
Stocking shelves and trying to breathe must be terrible
I decided on sour cream and bar-b-que and she ask me how to stop
having the darn thing
It seemed as if she was in the middle of a hurricane right then
I preceded to speak from experience and told her to be in the moment
Instead she took a Xanax
You cannot help people that don't want to be helped
Ms. Matika has shut down completely and told me that the Xanax is working
I told her that she is masking her problem
POOF quit her job and is living on disability.........
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 24 marca 2013
My Friend
You are a thousand miles away....I miss you
I can see your writings and know I am safe with you
You have spoken to me in many different ways...I love them all.
It is a beautiful day because of you......
Don't take away your emotions to me
I am happy now and want you to be the same...
Taking care of business is hard sometimes but the end result is satisfying
How many more days do I have to count. I can reach out and pull you into me
At times I wonder what you are doing, how you are and I am going to find out all my questions from you in your time...
Love is truly a shock to the system as you have changed my whole make-up and not on my face
You have a simply beautiful heart.........
I need to be a part of that, my life would suffer without you..........
Kahlia
A friend loveth at all times...Proverbs 17:17
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 16 marca 2013
The clock of life
The clock of life is wound but once
No man has the power; To tell just when the hands will stop
Late or early hour
To lose one 's wealth is sad indeed
To lose one's health is more
To use one's soul is such a lost
That no man can restore
The present only is our own
To seek to do God's will;Tomorrow holds no promises-
For the Clock may then be still.
Ref: On the back of my Father's business card.
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 26 marca 2013
15 Seconds
What type of game are you playing, my friend?
I have been there for you to listen........
Now, I hear dead silence on the other end of the phone......
Are you the same person I knew
Lack of words, you are too busy to even talk to me?
Or is this a crazy little dream...
Hurt comes from anxiety, none of which I have felt for so long
Now, you avoid me; I can only guess.........
And guessing is not the answer......
PLease explain yourself; I so hurt; I will not try again.......
You have made a mockery of yourself, not me......
I feel abandonded, used a little, and lied to a lot.....
I will not bow down and keep your ego in tune......
You can take all those words you said to me back
It is like writing on the wall.......
I am very brittle; but do not brake easily.
I will never write about you again...
Try and say something in your defense, I am not your prosecuter
You cannot take someones feelings and put them on display
Only 15 seconds of your time...that is all I had asked.....
Now I ask nothing...nothing at all.......
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 16 stycznia 2013
Growing
She lies so still and breathless; waiting
For she knows it is going to come to an end
Why must it be this way and so restless
When they were so much more than friends
It hurts like a burn; yet it is healing
Knowing that life must go on
Feeling like a little girl that is growing
One more day into dawn.....
So, she is getting her wings and is flying
Is waiting for blue skies to soar
Is ready to move on to another
For she can take this no more
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 12 grudnia 2012
The Jungle Wall
Out in The Streets, there is no perfect world
So in my solitude, I make my own
I do not believe in the problems that plague my mind
But would rather stay in my fairytale land
The space I seek is a far cry from gunshots, ambulances and hate
But rather music, dances and harpiscords..
I world rather live in my so called made up world in my head
Than take my chances on the streets............
The world is filled with violence, anger and there is a jungle wall
I would like to think that I have solved the problem; in my one bedroom apartment, I am just waiting for it to come in.
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 4 września 2012
Addiction
He cannot say that he loathed the darkness, it helped him to relish the light......
Though he may have desired a long dreamless slumber
Lies and truth battles in a dance for control
He was in a keen state of his disease
He wrote, erased and re-wrote his own demise
He sought redemtion, even though, half heartedly
In the end he held on to his pain
Clutching it, feeling it, it dictated his short life; 29 years on the spinning ball
He was not of my kind, I felt his heartbeat in time with mine, tho.
Are we not in love with dispair?
I did not know you my cousin, my friend
But I know you, I was almost there once.
Rest in Peace, in the loving hands of GOD
I see you in the prisms of my tears.
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 18 grudnia 2012
ABOUT HEAVEN
I have been to heaven and I saw so many things
I saw the bright light of the tunnel and an angel spread his wings
I saw Jesus sit upon His throne and so many other things
I have been to the promised land; and a land of old
Where I saw an Indian Princess and tons and tons of gold
I was dead for nine minutes; the Dr's said it was the meds
Personally I think they think, it was all in my head
I am left with no recourse but to prophesize that Jesus is alive
For I have seen him with my very own two eyes
I am now a better person and I try so hard each day
To make sure I smile at each passerby that might come my way
I hear people say there is NO GOD; it is so sad to me
When you have been where I was, you can really see
That life exists on the other side and that Heaven is a paradise
But do you have to die to realize that GOD is really alive?
And now my speech is over and I hope you understand
I died and went to Heaven and was touched by GOD's hand
I, too am a sinner and will always be, but I have seen Jesus and He has set me free
After dying on life support for 11 days..........2010
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 6 lutego 2013
GOLD
So, didn't you find love or salvation
In what they do
Heart is filled with Gold
Fairies they are, too
In the hands you hold
How long can we ignore
Build a little more
Pray a lot for what's in store
I cannot turn around
The angels see me, now
Goin' where I'm bound
Smiling at me somehow
The world has been found
Ref: Wake Owl
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 23 lutego 2013
TWISTER
Like a day without thunder; you have made me fall silent
At times, I want to know just how much power you have
Enough to run the country, perhaps
It is always on my mind to just relax, But I cannot do that when you are around
I feel like a Mexican Jumping bean; only in a different place
You call me on the phone and my heart starts to race, knowing I have to talk to you "nicely"
How long can I continue his charade
Will the game ever end or will it continue ; with you always winning
I am so tired of being the loser
So, I have decided to play a different game
One called Twister; where we shake things up a bit
You said you don't want to do that
I can understand why; you have to relocate yourself in a different sort of way...
So, now I am playing all by myself and It is so much fun.........
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 10 marca 2013
Broken Places
The world breaks everyone and afterwards, they are stong at the broken places.........E. Hemingway
Love everyone-the alcoholics, the drug addicted, people living on the street.
For they are also you Mothers and Fathers, sisters and brothers, aunts and uncles.......
Love all people of every color; for color sees no color and You see color.
Love those who despise you; for they hate themselves and the world they live in.......
Love thy neighbor, for you may need their kindness and they may need yours..........
Love everyone; for you are God's child
The Lord came to us saying "I have loved you with a love that lasts forever. So I have helped you to come to me with loving kindness" Jeremiah 31:3
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 1 czerwca 2013
The Bride
I could have woken up-DEAD
I still can hear her little girl's voice
No one else can make me feel so sad
But she is not of this heavanly place, she is unique
She is special....if she let down all her walls
And built new ones; she would be great.....
I love her anyway, being my friend
But after her husband left; she has been on a hunt
People say you cannot ruin a marraige, not TRUE
I saw her walking down the aisle and looking at me, she
did not want to marry him, it was a convenience.....
She needed 90 days to figure it all out
Some say she wants to have her cake and eat it too.....
I think she is too scared to move forward...REWIND.....
She should stay single and alone except for friends
I am her best shot at making it out alive and well.....
LOVE does many things to us; I am out of suggestions
She walks around dazed, the REST of her life.....
In a 5 minute pep talk; she decides to leave, hide out
perhaps in my car; can she pull it off?
I always bet on her as she always wins.......
This time I may lose my money....left with no answers-
I come out and say....Lets party........
She feels better and her groom left.....
A lot of rough details and still single.......
How could she live in this blizzard called life.......
Time to start anew.............No one is too old, to feel great...
Kahlia
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 2 listopada 2012
Windmills
I have vented my feelings so many times; exaustion is my middle name
Now, I am no longer ready to say a word.
To continue on the Windmill of your game
Now wanting, waiting, no expecting; just knowing
what you will always do next
It has gotten so very repitisious;
Almost like a mime, annoying
You sat yourself up quite awhile ago; without even knowing
There were so many signs
As if you were driving down the Santa Monica freeway
You chose to ignore them all, going 'round yourself time after time
Even tho', times are rough I feel fine
Guess, it has just gotten to the point where I am not denying me anymore
The windmill keeps on moving in my direction,making me feel like sooner or later
This will come to an end
But let us be friends til it is over; let it fizzle out like a sparkle on the 4th of July
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 3 stycznia 2013
Snowflakes
There's a magic in the way you fall
Something earthly in your pall
Kaleidescope of ice and air; a million diamonds everywhere
The hills asleep without a sound, Stars frozen to the ground
To still the forests with a sigh,of snowflakes from the evening sky
Who would have dreamed you for this time
To be so flawlessly sublime
So tiny to transform the night,and captivate the world in white
Your frozen filigree could melt, Resistance any heart has felt
Because the love in your design was never seen by eyes but mine
A secret that will dissapear into the shedding of a tear
In whose reflection I can see, mortality of you and me
Would I wish back your silver lace, when myriads will take your place
They cannot match the glass GOD blew
To live a moment just as you
Kahlia Mazacalletti, 31 grudnia 2012
Coinjoined
They were two of a kind; or so some say
But undearneath it all, they had their hey-day
The clock was ticking and time was not on their side anymore
Like an elephant in a grocery store
He loved her but she did not love him-it was sad you see
Why didn't she just let him be
Did it have to do with his money
She played the game oh so well; he never knew
But underneath it all, she was through
And even with that mannaquin smile
That icy pose-she hung on for quite awhile
For love is blind or so they say
And the wicked wait for another day
She let him have her-night after night
Never putting up a fight
But he found the number quite by accident
No explanation was needed and he would lament
That he had been used and he was so hurt and mad
But she had taken him for what he had.......
Ostatnie komentarze:
16 maja 2024
violetta
Może w lipcu będę miała takie wakacje:)
16 maja 2024
jeśli tylko
słońce w płynie..
15 maja 2024
Weronika
Za jeszcze jeden rejs!
14 maja 2024
Mam takie oko :)
14 maja 2024
Jaga
Zwierzęta upodobniły się do koloru otoczenia
14 maja 2024
To naturalny suchy i pustynny klimat. I tam są
14 maja 2024
Klimat taki, że nie był i raczej nie będzie,
12 maja 2024
Melancthe
Kajzerki są przereklamowane ;)
11 maja 2024
kb
wielki wypas - był albo może będzie. kto wie...
11 maja 2024
sama prawda z tym myśleniem i psoceniem ale
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zastanowiło mnie czy owe cenienie kajzerek wynika
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skomponowane kolorystycznie..
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