Express Yourself!!!

Laura,

Yes, I AM a gentleman. Sorry I have to bring this up but I don\'t understand your last response? It must be me! What was it again?

Have U ever felt alienated? Surrounded by people, yet alone?Yeap, that\'s right, it happens...When you are smiling, talking and laughing...But from inside, your heart is broken.And no one can see those tears.Sometimes, life comes to a stand and you think everything is fine, but its not!You think your life is in order, but its not!!You go about doing your business as usual and pretend that nothing is wrong but deep down there is an empty feeling which bothers you.You ask yourself, what\'s wrong?everythings seems to be fine.And you are miserable...
You don\'t know what to do...That emptiness surrounds your heart and you are with people.........yet.....Alone.
That kind of feeling sometimes reaches me while walking down the Marszalkowska St or spending long summer evenings alone in the flat.
Fortunately there is not many lonely days in my life.

Hey, U wrote about Lack and I meant luck in my response...sorry;)No, It`s my fault:)

I like jjazz and dancing in the rain and U , OMG_LOL_OMG?

What a lucky man, need to little to get excited;>

Hey, is it really a poetic corner? heh....somebody is getting messy here..OMG.....Hi Laura, Hi people...anything new to share? didn\'t log in again....Errmm....

I like dancing in the rain with my girl friend:

\"I am dancing in the rain,
Just dancing in the rain
Oh, what glorious feeling
I am happy again!\"

Do you know that song? Tell me where the song comes from! Just a little quizz.

We don\'t go dancing in public because of my condition. It\'s pretty embarassing. Can I write more about my illness tomorrow again? I will try to be poetic but I have to be in the right mood for that.

I have to admit I have embarrassed my girl friend a few times and she wasn\'t very happy to say the least. She is a great girl and she has a full understanding of my medical condition, therefore she was able to forgive me and put it behind us. I have her support even when I need to t...t.
Life is full of challenges and it\'s through adversities that we learn to be strong and have courage to overcome all the obstacles thrown in our lap. Don\'t you agree with me Laura?
Losing control over one\'s bodily functions is one of the biggest and most difficult obstacles a person can be faced with. And if you think you\'ve heard it all, I need to go to bed with a bed pan that sits between me and my girl friend. BUT I think I will that confession for later. It\'s very personal and I get emotional talking about it. I don\'t know if you are ready to hear the rest but it demands a lot of courage on my part. Please, let me rehearse this in my mind first before sharing with others. OK?

I am in the mood for writing but nature calls so I will talk to you really soon hoping I have found in YOU another wonderful and compassionate soul.

The Gentleman with an Unpleasant Ailment.

Hey ,Gentlemaaaan;)
um....one of the rain songs i know ...is \"summer rain\" by Belinda Carlisle :

Whispering our goodbyes
Waiting for a train
I was dancing with my In the summer rain
I can hear him saying
Nothing will change
Come dancing with me In the summer rain
I remember the rain on our skin
And his kisses hotter than the
Santa Ana winds
Whispering our goodbyes
Waiting for a train
I was dancing with my In the summer rain
I remember laughing till we almost cried
(There at station that night)
I remember looking in his eyes
Oh my it’s you and that I dream of
Oh my, since that day
Somewhere in my heart I’m always
Dancing with you in the summer rain
Doesn’t matter what I do now
Doesn’t matter what I say
Somewhere in my heart I’m always
Dancing with you in the summer rain
I can hear the whistle train

I was dancing with my baby
In the summer rain
I can here him singing
Ooh “Love Is Strange?
Come dance with me baby
In the summer rain
I remember the rain pouring down
And we poured our hearts out
As the train pulled out
I can see my baby
Waving from the train
It was last that I saw him
In the summer rain
Every time I see the lightening
Every time I hear the thunder
Every time I close the window
When this happens in the summer
Oh the night is so inviting
I can feel that you are so close
I can feel you when the wind blows
Blows right through my heart
Every night and every day now
Though I know you’ve gone away
Somewhere in my heart I’m always
Dancing with you in the summer rain


\"Always remember to forget the things that made U sad. But never forget to remember the things that made U glad. Always remember to forget the friends that proved untrue. But never forget to remember those who have stuck by U.\"
That made me feel confused, than.. sorry and I really appreciate that U opened my mind...
I`m really sorry to hear about Ur situation , but U have somebody special in Ur life...She MUST loveU for real..and maybe that`s why U have to be sometitmes more happy than the others.I want to listen all Ur story so if U like U can write me more [email] It`s not exactly because of sheer curiosity but i guess Ur life is different on some kind of way , I`d like to know howdo U cope with -I mean mentally.U`ve been living like that since U birth day? Take care of U!and write me the answer cos I don`y know who wrote the song mentioned by U , I hope i`ts not too famous to forget;>

Cornaflake_Alice , there`s sth For U, maybe not as good as Urs one.. but try to read /Big Hug 4 U


Behind her smile lies a crying soul
Hidden between words said are tears shed
Do you see sorrow drowning in her eyes?
Voiceless appeal for help lost in her thoughts

Hidden between words said are tears shed
Many nights she stays awake with eyes closed
Voiceless appeal for help lost in her thoughts
The moon weeps for her on those nights

Many nights she stays awake with eyes closed
Fighting her needs to live and wish to leave
The moon weeps for her on those nights
In the land of dreams she finds some peace

Fighting her needs to live and wish to leave
Do you see sorrow drowning in her eyes?
In the land of dreams she finds some peace
Behind her smile lies a crying soul.

Thanks for explaining that-you\'re even more normal than me:)))And I like your name, by the way....

Laura is from a \"laurel\".laurel trees were used to create victors` garlands in ancient Rome . QuiteGood origin.

Thanks for the hug, Laura...Gees, u really know how to read between the lines, dammit. Three years ago, I would fall off a chair after reading what u wrote in here. A self portrait on the basis of circumstances and experiences I gained thru living...a lil girl weeping in the darkness but a strong woman able to bear the absurds rooted in pain and sorrow of each and every day and snow covering her bare feet, like an embrace of coldness ;)Brrrrrr....A hug back to you...You have discovered Alice\'s secret smile....and she uses it only for you ;)

yeah, nice surprise...ther should have been a sign saying:\"wanna know more about what is in tha poem pls back to Ur own experiences\" Hah...
How good is to understand to be got by someone else`s....mmm
writing those poem I wondered who would suport me, who would help me through.. I will not be missing this feeling even knowing I had the power to create something pure and good. Cos now I truly appreciate that I `m utterly consolated ;>
Do I have forecast abilities?:P
Sorry , I`m still learning how not to be vain...;>
let`s celebrate the agreement, Alice , what a smile ;)thx

OCTOBER
That chilly, rainy day has left its deep impress on my heart. At the dawn everything was as it should be. I’d left my apartment and went for a walk around the city as usuall. Only the lowering clouds, as if they were ominous, could have been blamed for further events...

Suddenly I saw your figure on the horizon. Your depotrment was firm but full of grace. I was sure that I saw beautiness in the most immaculate form. You had greeted me by shaking my hand. I remember that touch so delidcate as velvet. I couldn’t lift my eyes to you because I was afraid that each stolen glimpse of you will cause your disappearance. Eventually our eyes had came together for a moment and then I realized that your ones were bluer than the sea itself. It had been such a remarkable phenomenon that I couldn’t look away. And then I heard your clear voice, it filled me with calm and I forgot about the whole world including the hill we were onto and the soughing trees surrounding us. Coolness of the October’s day was replaced by the fire of the real love in my heart. I was taking in your every word, gesture in such a greedy way, relishing every syllable, every move. I don’t know where had that time we spend together gone. I couln’t have stopped you when you said you have to go. Through the tears of my soul I did manage to see you waving to me...

I wasn’t aware of the fact that it was our first meeting as well as the last one. When I was left alone I felt an inexpressible abbysal emptiness in my core. As the rain began to fall and the gloom knocked to my heart I noticed that the time of my hapiness wasn’t much longer than the time it takes one raindrop to fall from the cloud to the ground. You had taken away everything with yourself. So many nights I cried myself to sleep...
I know it’s all over now, however something entices me to that hill. Someting makes me looking out for you, maybe it’s an irreresistible impression of you emerging from behind some of the trees...

->Please if you notice wrong usage of tenses (it’s my Achilles heel in English) correct it as well as any other errors... thanks!

IT\'S NO TASK FROM AN ENGLISH SELF-STUDY BOOK IT\'S JUST MY POOR WRITING - DO ANYBODY SEE SOMETHING WRONG IN IT?

why don\'t you write anything?

If you want to know:it\'s too long:)

no, it\'s not too long, but it\'s so hhhomantic ;-)

Why, such girls do exist , but only in men\'s imagination:)

I am ready for love.
Here with an offering of my voice,
My Eyes, My soul, My mind,
Tell me what is enough
To prove I am ready for love
I am ready.

>Tell me what is enough


hey, babe, ready for good time or long time?

Just checking...

Hello.....I tried to correct without damaging your story. I hope that you are not offended if I changed anything important. Your idea was very good....

That chilly, rainy day left its deep impression on my heart. At dawn everything was as it should be; I’d left my apartment and gone for a walk around the city as usual. Only the lowering clouds, ominous as they were, could have been blamed for subsequent events….

Suddenly I saw your figure on the horizon. Your deportment (may not be most appropriate word here) was firm but graceful. I was sure that I saw beauty in your most immaculate form. You greeted me by shaking my hand. I remember that touch, so delicate, so like velvet. I couldn’t lift my eyes to look at you because I was afraid. Afraid that each stolen glimpse would cause your disappearance. Eventually, our eyes came together for a moment and I realized that yours were bluer than the sea (the sea where?…not all seas appear blue) itself. It was such a revelation that I couldn’t look away.

And then you spoke. Your voice filled me with calm and I forgot about the whole world! The hill we were on, the soughing (??) trees around us all forgotten. The coolness of the October day was replaced by the fire of love in my heart. I absorbed your every word, your every gesture in such a a greedy way, relishing every syllable, every move.

I don’t know where the time went. I could not have stopped you when you said you had to leave. Through the tears of my soul, I did manage to see you waving to me…..

I didn’t know that it was to be our first and last meeting. Left alone, I felt an abysmal emptiness in my core. As the rain began to fall and gloom knocked on my heart, I noticed that the time of my happiness wasn’t much longer than the time it took for one solitary raindrop to fall from the clouds above to the ground at my feet.You took everything away with you.

Many nights I cried myself to sleep. I know it’s all over now but sometimes I am enticed out to that hill. Something makes me look for you. Maybe it’s that irresistable impression that you left, emerging from the trees on that chilly, rainy day.