Gift-Of-Love

Greetings everyone! ♥

When we give the Gift of Love, we are giving from our heart without any expectations of receiving in return. We don't have to give from our wallet to be giving, either. When we 'show' we care; when we 'show' compassion, understanding, empathy; when we have and 'show' respect for others; when we do something, even seemingly small like helping another carry something or things or hold the door for another or say something to cheer up another; when we listen to another to actually listen; when we give up just some of our time for another or others are all ways to give the Gift of Love. There are so many ways to give the Gift of Love that do not cost a single cent and giving should be throughout the entire year, not just around Christmas. When we give selflessly, our self worth, self esteem, and self respect are all boosted. Therefore, when we give to others, we gift ourselves as well and no amount of money can buy this for us. "Giving is the joy of living." ~ Artsieladie Quote ♥

"Gift Of Love" (with poem)

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Regardless of our faith, in Love we can believe,
For Love's within us all, if we choose to retrieve.
Should we choose to leave Love in a dormant state,
Then we invite into our heart the bitterness of hate.

Those who believe in the power of Love,
Radiate and spread around all the beauty of.
Those who deny Love to flourish within their heart,
Spread misery around, since it's all they can impart.

We have all been blessed with the greatest Gift,
Though some choose to away from Love, drift.
The presence of Love or not is always crystal clear
In how we treat others; how others we revere.

Love is not selfish, cruel, apathetic, unforgiving;
Does not embrace greed or a miserable way of living.
Instead, Love is selfless, compassionate, and kind,
With consideration for others a natural state of mind.

Love is not ego serving, boastful and bragging;
Doesn't tune out a guilty conscience nagging.
Instead, Love is humble, modest, and reserved;
Accountable and accepting of what's deserved.

Love is not jealous, envious, resentful, or bitter;
Nor shallow, spineless, a flip-flopping fence sitter.
Instead, Love cultivates virtue, values, and integrity,
Making real in oneself a comfortable place to be.

When, our Gift Of Love, we cultivate with care,
We then reap to scatter Love seeds everywhere,
Always hoping they'll take root in another's garden bed,
Where there's being tilled the opposite of Love, instead.

When in our hearts we grow Love, we never have to feel
Afraid that another will come along and from us, steal
What we are growing and therefore, in possession of,
Because all they can take from us is some of our Love.

Once in the thief's possession, Love can only grow,
Infiltrate and change the current seeds they sow.
So, when we give the Gift Of Love and without request,
We can know in our heart we have given the very best.

In this day and age of money taking precedence,
Love is still free to receive and to dispense.
Love cannot be bought nor can Love be sold,
Making the Gift Of Love untouchable by gold.

We need not save our Love for special times and places,
Just for special occasions and to gladden special faces,
For the magic of Love is released every time we give
And multiplies within us when the Gift Of Love we LIVE!

Merry Christmas!

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"When we give the Gift of Love, we give the very best,

And the joy we bring to others, the same with, we are blessed."

~ Quotes by Artsieladie

God-Lives-Inside-My-Heart

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Featured on Poetry Soup: 2015/09/06 ♥

"God Lives Inside My Heart"

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God Lives Inside My Heart, Most Loving is thee part, 
My truest, deepest place, of my beating heart. 
He lives in my heart as thee One I Exalt, 
But also as the part of me, naturally by default.

He speaks to me softly so that I may hear,
To know He's always with me, that I needn't fear.
To listen to Him speak, silent I must be,
My attention only focused on the Voice of He.

Guiding my heart and soul, is His Presence so Divine,
By Intuition and Conscience deep in this heart of mine.
He speaks to me with Truth. He speaks to me with Love.
He speaks to me with Wisdom, from within, around, above.

God leads my heart. God shows the way.
God shines His Light both night and day.
With God leading my heart and so, leading my way,
His Words of encouragement, His guidance for I Pray.

So following my heart, is my only choice,
That I may be close to hear God's Holy Voice.
When I follow my heart in accordance to His Will,
Then I'm following Him, whether down or uphill.

I know He tests my Faith, even lets me go astray,
So the feeling lost from Him, I will know and feel dismay
And lost from His comfort, His Abiding Love so Great,
I'll desire to return to Him. I will not hesitate.

God resides in my heart, keeps my lantern burning bright,
That it may radiate and to others show my Light.
So other souls lost can know and hope and see
There is a better path for them to from darkness be set free.

God Lives Inside My Heart, gives His Blessings so profound,
Gives that I may share them, with Love, spread around.
God Lives Inside My Heart as my Master, as my Lord.
His Truth is my shield. His Love is my sword.

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Inspired by God. With deepest felt thanks and profound gratitude to Qazi Qamaruddin for  helping me find the appropriate words needed in the first verse.
"One cannot from truth hide, When their conscience is their guide."
~ Quotes by Artsieladie

Valentine-Bear-Hugs

Greetings everyone! ♥

I love teddybears and giving/receiving hugs are simply simple, yet such wonderful gestures of caring and Love. Hence, this piece of art...  ♥

"Valentine Bear Hugs"

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"Hug someone you Love today  and place upon their face  A smile they can deeply feel  within their inner place."  ~ Artsieladie/Sharon Donnelly
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"Hugs are simple gestures that cost not a cent, But are invaluable to show feelings truly meant."
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Romantic-Setting

Greetings everyone! ♥

I'm sorry to my readers that I haven't posted in my blogs for awhile. Every year is a bit tough for me to get through, beginning with Thanksgiving, through Christmas, and then throughout the month of January.

I lost my beloved Mother eleven years ago, January 18, which makes this time of year especially difficult for me. Regardless of what anyone may say, a profound loss never gets any easier to cope or live with. You just have to find a way to carry on without them and for the most part you do, but not without moments and times that are more difficult than the rest.

However, besides this, one year ago on January 28th, 2017, I also lost my beloved sister to cancer. She lived a clean, honest, faithful to God, life. She didn't smoke, drink, or engage in an unhealthy living style whatsoever. She was a modest, reserved, studious, intellectual type with integrity and valued human values. Yet, she was afflicted with the dreaded and horrific disease of cancer.

As I will and often do when I'm going through an emotional overload, I have been lost on my computer with my art. Not only is being creative at the core of my being with art and writing, it is also very therapeutic for me.

In the past I used to be able to work on my computer and be online at the same time. So I didn't usually get lost lost while delving into being creative. Now, however, and since October 4th, 2015, when the computer programmer (who has been stalking me and invading my privacy since at least the beginning of 2007, hacking into my computers and phones) destroyed my computer's harddrive, I now do not put my computer online, making spending time on it creating a separate activity from my online time. Besides this, anything I do on my computer I have to move onto a flashdrive and plug it into then, my Chromebook. Because of this inconvenience I tend to work on my computer until I get a considerable amount done before I follow through as I've explained. Often I don't even realise I've been on my computer a long time without also going to my Chromebook to go online. When I do take a brief break from my computer, it's usually because my daughter or my sister has brought something or wants to bring something to my attention. Even then though, if I'm heavily involved with an artistic endeavor or endeavors, my stay online is brief because of wanting to get back to it/them.

Working with/on my computer is especially enjoyable for me now since Mr. Spy On Me can no longer access my computer to see and watch everything I'm doing on it as he used to do, which he proved to me beyond all doubt when I had convinced him I needed to re-create a particular event back in 2009, which implicated him and his 'extra curricular activities' related to his 'watching/stalking/playing his mind games' with me. When he thought I "needed to" re-create the event, he proceeded to do a number of things to prevent me from fulfilling my mission, which in turn proved to me that he KNEW what I was doing on my computer, thereby incriminating himself even more.

A close male friend of mine had asked me to carry out the project because he suspected Mr. Spy, if he was guilty of invading my computer, would inevitably prove he was. ..And Mr. Spy did exactly this. So then I wrote where I knew Mr. Spy would see what I wrote that my friend was smarter than he. This hurt Mr. Spy's ego and so then he had to prove "he" was the smarter one and then proceeded to access my computer and move a file from one folder to another, a brand new one I had just created, and then back to it's original place, AND this while my friend and I watched in complete astonishment. Mr. Spy HAD TO PROVE to me what all he is capable of doing, HAD TO PROVE I was wrong about my friend being smarter than him. But in so doing, he volunteered more incriminating evidence that he was hacking into my computer. Arrogance makes its host do really stupid things!

I dare say that most people who use a computerized device, such as a computer or a cell phone, are completely unaware of how vulnerable the majority of us users are for someone with extreme, extensive computer technology skills to gain access to us, everything about us, through the tech devices we use. But NOT I! Mr. Spy has taught me impeccably well, has burned me indescribably so, and I've become incredibly, acutely aware of just how unconscionably malicious a person can be through the wrongful use of computer technology. I can't hate such a person because it's been made crystal clear how pathetic his life must truly be to engage himself in such vile, detestable behaviour. I can only feel sorry for such an individual who apparently believes his life, his self, is so worthless he has to resort to such drastically low measures as his purpose in life.

To add another delay in my being online, I was sickened on February 11th by drinking 3-4 ounces of a brand of buttermilk I've never had before from Kate's Creamery. I'm just now starting to feel better. Hopefully, I will be posting more often. However, my online presence does not and will not ever take precedence over my life offline, my real life. As much as I enjoy having and posting on my blogs, my life and people in my life whom I Love dearly, come first, is and always will be my primary focus and concern. Hence, I post on my blogs as "my life permits". Be safe and God bless everyone! ♥

"Romance In The Air"

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Hope your Valentine's Day was a wonderfully special occasion.
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"When Love is in the air with feelings electrified, Romancing of two hearts cannot be denied."
~ Quotes by Artsieladie

Rose-Amidst-The-Thorns

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I believe everyone has within that grows,
Love in the form of a gorgeous rose.
But some keep it buried under mountains of debris,
Kept in total darkness, their rose, no one can ever see.
~ Artsieladie Quote ♥

Sometimes the prettiest rose can be found among the thorns,
Behind the hurt and pain in the heart the rose adorns.
~ Artsieladie Quote ♥
"The Rose Amidst The Thorns"

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1) As my way is made among the thorns, An inner beauty a rose adorns. A darkness present, tries to hide, Still, the rose blooms bright inside. The thicket of thorns, of brambles too, Meant to discourage my getting through To reach the rose, the sweetness of, To taste, to touch, to feel its Love. There's ice that's formed in places thick, Yet, cause me not to make judgment quick. For a rose to grow needs warmth and care, So more than cold is dwelling there. The blooming rose, its beauty showing, Incites my senses, reminds my knowing, Not easily held are treasures true, Obstacles mount with search in lieu. My intuition that lead me here Detects not even an ounce of fear. My curious nature now in command, Right in sync with my heart's demand. Inside my being there's building suspense, Desire swelling, growing more intense. As now the fragrance of the luring rose, Perfumes the air, captures my nose. Groping blindly through the dark, While prickly thorns leave their mark. The chilling cold, icicle forms, Frozen remnants of painful storms.

2) The terrain is rough, ever daunting, But abortive thoughts aren't haunting, My curious nature, my intuitive heart, Pushes me onward away from the start. Until at last I'm bramble free, A blessed warmth spreads over me. The ice once thick is now all unfroze, And I'm in the presence of a gorgeous rose! As I stand in awe at this sight profound, I know I'm standing on precious ground, For the gorgeous rose glowing before my eyes, Grows from the heart of the soul it beautifies. I longed to touch but I refrained, Such beauty before me mustn't be waned. Should I touch, would it disappear? Just the thought brought me fear. My being possessed with adulation, My heart touched, full transformation, For suddenly I felt consumed by Love And all its magic, made hence, thereof. All pain forgotten through my pursuit, As I savour this delicious fruit. For there is no greater than Love to reap And nothing more worthy than Love to keep. My way I made among the thorns, I found the heart the rose adorns; A journey again I'd gladly take, Because and for the precious sake... Of Love.

3) And now... Through all the pain and all the grief, I still can find such great relief, For inside I see yet a gorgeous rose, Still so beautiful and still it glows. And yes, I feel and know it's true, The beauty that beats inside of you!

"Unhidden Rose"

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1) Why is it do you suppose I will search for one's rose; Brave the brambles and the thorns To seek the rose one's heart, adorns? There was a time when too My rose was deeply hidden. Anyone who dared to enter Was harshly so, forbidden. Then one day a BRAVE soul Dared to take a chance, Determined as they were, Stood firm in their stance...

2) ...The bravest of souls I must say To take on such a feat, But through the thicket dense, They denied defeat. When at last they reached My guarded, precious rose, The rest is history now, No more hidden as it glows. But should my rose be harmed, Cause my heart to pain, Beware of serious damage, The brambles still remain!

Poems/Added rose/Quotes by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly 

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Poem (inlay-#2): ©2015-08-25 03:52:00 (EST)
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"Some people hide their rose to protect their heart,
Especially if they've had before, their heart torn apart."
~ Quotes by Artsieladie

Follow-Your-Dreams

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Follow Your Dreams, your heart knows the way,
So follow your heart, begin right away
And your special gift(s) you will then find
To free your passions and skills of mind.

~ Artsieladie Quoem (poetic quote) ©2015-05-07 06:40:00 (EST) ♥ 
 "Follow Your Dreams"

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When we pursue our dreams, we follow our heart,
And then discover our passions within our deepest part.
We won’t only find our Purpose for our Path of Life,
But if we follow our heart, we’ll find our husband or wife.

When we discover our passion, we find our gift
And when we find our gift, we no longer drift
Along through life, allowing our time to waste away.
Our Purpose learned, we make the most of every day.

When we follow our dreams, we discover our gifts within,
Uncovering our Purpose in life, allowing passions to begin.
In life we can learn many things and learn to do them well,
But when we unleash our passions, we blossom and excel.

Follow Your Dreams and in life you will find your niche,
Discover then His Purpose to be immeasurably rich,
A richness money cannot buy, fulfillment of your whole,
Happiness, peace, contentment in your heart and soul.

We all have a Purpose, are all part of God’s Plan,
Regardless of who we are, a woman or a man.
When we follow our dreams, our hearts we follow,
Where God Guides us through today and tomorrow.

When we follow our heart, allow ourselves to be led,
We find our True Love, whom we are meant to wed,
Whom we are meant to share our struggles and our strife,
Our hopes, dreams, and passions with, the Love of our life.

Follow Your Dreams, follow your heart,
Find your gifts, your passions jump-start
And for the better, your life will be changed,
You’ll no longer feel from yourself estranged.
With your Purpose realised, you’ll really be living
With a new perspective on the true meaning of giving.

Poems by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly  ©2015-03-03 04:45:00 (EST)  All rights reserved. To see more posts, check out the Sitemap.
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"When we follow our passions, we discover our gifts." "Follow your dreams, your heart's desire,
To find your gifts and your passion's fire."
~ Quotes by Artsieladie

Inspired

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I am not a person who does anything half way, half heartedly, or with the attitude, 'that's good enough'. So, when I fall in Love, the same is applicable. I don't fall in Love easily. It's difficult for me to allow myself to Trust another to Love them. To me falling in Love is a very serious state to allow oneself to enter into and I do so with reverence. When I do enter into this state, I do so with heart, mind, soul, and body. So if the person I fall in Love with treats my Love like it means nothing, like it's insignificant, like I'm insignificant, I will be devastated emotionally and so devastated, my very being will be in complete chaos. 

When you're a creative person, falling in Love with someone and the Loving of them can be tremendously inspirational and motivational and so much so, if the relationship goes sour, the creative person can be not only devastated emotionally as is the usual but also affect the deep inner core of their creative place, making the loss of the Love doubly devastating.

Perhaps this is why so many people Love only "with conditions", Love only with a part of themselves. "One can only be hurt as deeply as they Love and care." Therefore, if one Loves deeply, they risk being hurt deeply. If one Loves with limitations, they'll only be hurt as far as, as deep as, their 'limited love' allows for.

Love is the most beautiful thing in the world when revered and respected most highly, but when not, Love can be devastating. ♥
"Inspired"

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Inspired by a man I thought to be true, In so many ways, I in fact still do, Declared his Profound Love to, for me, Inspired I was to the utmost degree, So deeply rooted in my inner core, No one has ever Inspired me more. Though I seek ways to purge my pain, I’m left still with tears pouring like rain. He persuaded me he was safe to Love And so to my heart he won the key of, Only to find his Love wasn't quite as he Had painted and made it appear to be, Which then he left shattered my heart, Destroying the passion inspiring my art. When I to, for him my Love confessed, And thankful to God for being so blessed, He acknowledged to me he already knew, That he felt for me the exact same too. When I spoke to him straight from my heart, How inspiring he was for my words and art, He replied I Inspired him as well to write With my Love, pious, honest and full of Light. Instead of as friends, just leaving us be, He began showing feelings much more for me. With my trust broken so often before, I was scared and afraid to open the door That would lead me to in Love with him fall But his actions convinced me to answer the call. I remember so well fearing the trend, If things went wrong, would I lose my friend? Now my fears have been brought to fruition. I should have listened to my Intuition. Instead I chose to in him believe That he wouldn't betray me or deceive. Now against me, he holds a grudge, With stubborn pride, he will not budge. Accuses me that my Love is wrong, Denying the fact he misled me along. Meanwhile from others, sympathy he seeks As against and about me he talks and speaks. Yet, with me he remains silent and hidden. Any hope to resolve, he has strictly forbidden. With me he cannot seem to communicate. It appears his Love has turned to hate. But it's because of the guilt he feels inside, He holds on tightly to protect his ego fed pride. So, he stays away, keeps wide his distance, Keeps following the path of least resistance, While, the cloud he remains, cowering under, Blocking his Light and stealing his thunder, Making his Candle of Love no longer shine bright, The cloud of guilt ever dimming his Light. It appears there is nothing I can do or say, As my Candleholder's Flame keeps fading away. Yet, what's between him and freedom's gate, Are the Components of Love that do await, But his manly pride he refuses to abate, Disallowing me to wipe clean his slate. For it is only I who is holding the key To free him of the wrong he did against me, But as a prisoner of guilt he cannot see The key is my Love that will set him free.

Because 'my' Love IS Profound and Surreal, I wish not a cloud of guilt to from him steal All the beauty that resides within him yet That so touched my heart, I cannot forget. But I can't his wall of pride, penetrate And it takes two to communicate. Even though my Love only will set him free, He talks only with others against, about me. Inspired by a man who I thought was honest and real, Who I thought had a heart and wouldn't mine steal, Only to break it and then lay on me the blame Trying to free himself from feeling the shame. Hiding behind a wall which pride has built Is not the way to wipe or erase one's guilt. One must face, to acknowledge, address, The one they've wronged, against transgressed. But the really sad thing I must speak of, Is what he fears most is facing my Love Because he knows mine is Surreal and True, To which he knows not how to answer to For his own heart as he has of spoken Hasn't been shattered, ever broken. Making me wonder if he's ever invested. Has his heart, his Love, ever been tested? If he knew truly what Love's about, He would know then, there is no doubt, It's only Love that can mend and heal, From one who's Love is True and Real, Not from those who have no stake, No heart invested at risk to break. Only when Love's tested does one know, How true it is, how strong the flow. When Love's well rooted, it deeply then grows, Forth coming's the nectar from Love's Sweet Rose. This Rose must be nurtured by the Love of two, Uniting Gardens of Grace with Love that's True. Yes, I was Inspired by a beautiful man Of whom I became his number one fan, But my history repeats, shows me again, Of which I write now with regret in pen, I'm never ever quite good enough For a man I choose so deeply to Love. The old saying, "Old habits are hard to break", Is especially true when there is at stake, A heart that's filled, overflowing with Love, But yet rejected by who it's for, to, and of. Perhaps this time the lesson I’ve learned, Love not ever again to again be burned. Perhaps this time the vow to myself I will keep, Make no man special to Love, nor over to weep. Perhaps this time I’ll leave my heart in disrepair, Then for a new Love it couldn’t prepare. Perhaps with my heart left in a gazillion pieces, I can coast safely along until my life thus ceases. Inspiration I won't any longer be wanting or needing, Since my heart can't create when it's broken and bleeding. Inspired I was; now Inspired I'm not, Passion's now cold where it once was hot.

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"When one gives to another the key to their heart,
Only to discover the other is just playing pretend,
This shatters one Loving, shredding their inner part,
Leaving them devastated of measure without end."
~ Quotes by Artsieladie

Handle-With-Care

Hello all, from Artsieladie! ♥

Everyone's heart should be "handled with care"... 

When another gives us the 'privilege' of being the special one in their heart, gives 'us' their love, we should cherish this and handle their heart with care. ♥

"Handle With Care"

 

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Handle With Care, please do, my heart,
For it is my truest, most precious part.
Should I give my heart to you,
You'll be getting one that's True,
Loyal, sincere, honest, and giving.
You'll be in my center of living.

If True Love is not what you're after
But just a heart for your fun and laughter,
Please move on, find one who'll play
With you the same, but will not stay
Or stick around when things get iffy
And will instead leave in a jiffy.

Love is patient, Love endures,
Through all woes holds the cures,
For any problem can be worked out
When in two hearts there is no doubt
That Love exists between the two,
A Love that's real, strong, and True.

Two hearts who to each other reach
Instead of others that may risk a breach
Of trust and faith and loyalty,
Will make their Love stronger be.
Only hearts can, who are truly invested
Remain in Love when tried and tested.

True Love involves give and take
On both sides for Love's sake.
Allow not to enter ego and pride,
These kill Love should they reside.
Found Love the two must cherish,
Take for granted and Love will perish.

Mistakes that hurt will be made
On both sides to tempt to fade
The beauty seen in each, the other,
To destroy the Love in one another.
If both forgive and together learn,
Love won't then crash and burn.

So Handle With Care, please do my heart,
Should I give to you my most precious part
And with your heart, most precious too,
I'll do the same, I'll Love you True.

But.. a PROFOUND BUT...
Capture my heart just to prove you can?
You'll be sorry you were born a man!!!
For my heart is my most precious place,
Mess with my heart and you'll KNOW DISGRACE!!!

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"Hearts are to be 'handled with care',
Not to be hurt and caused despair."
~ Quotes by Artsieladie

Love-Star

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"Love Star"

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You star in my dreams both of day and night, You shine in my heart as the brightest light. You make me feel like I have value, worth, Finally and first, since the day of my birth.
You're the type of man I've always hoped to find, Always so respectful, sincere and always kind. I've never known before that to be Loved by a man, It isn't always painful as I had come to understand.
You dissipate my fears, silence every doubt, At last I've come to know what Love is all about. Love has always been so painful in the past But it wasn't really Love, so it couldn't last.
My heart wants to celebrate, with the world share, How much I Love you and so much for you I care; How proud I am of you, how special you are to me, How enraptured is my heart, I'd like the world to see.
I pinch myself daily, testing what I feel. Is this imagined in my mind or is this really real? But then with your Love, you remind, reinforce, Always ever sweetly are your words to endorse.
As much as I Love you and I feel your Love for me, There's a tragedy present, for we can never be. How do I Love you from a distant shore, When in my heart I know, that I desire more?
My dreams do appease but they can't really satisfy, This yearning in my heart too powerful to deny. There is no place on earth I would rather be Than in the arms of you. It's where I long to be.
Why must this be, why when I have found, Finally at last a Love surreal and profound? How can I learn to what I feel, suppress and deny, When I deeply yearn so much causing me to cry?
Apparently it's wrong to long for and want you as I do, But my heart has been captured by the one and only you. Since my heart has a mind every bit its very own It can't turn away from the only Love it's known.
You are the star of my dreams both of night and day, You shine in my heart in the brightest kind of way. From its hallow emptiness, you turned my world around, And filled my world with beauty with your Love so profound.
So, how do I unLove you, dismantle or undress This beauty from my heart, Love's finest, sweet caress? How do I pretend to ignore, deny who to me you are, When you're living in my heart and soul, my shining Love Star?
Art/Poem by Artsieladie /Artsieladie Sharon Donnelly  ©2014-11-04 03:22:00 (EST) All rights reserved. To see more posts, check out the Sitemap.
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Heart-Art

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"Heart Art"
When one is left speechless by beautiful pearls spoken,
When absent are the words adequate to show as a token
Of feeling humbled and honoured, with appreciation profound,
And totally overtaken by their sweet, melodic sound,
Then one must search, seek to find another, creative way
To express how touched their heart is, all to try and say.
When so delicious are the words, sweet cuisine for the heart,
One must express their elation from within their deepest part.

A thousand words, it's said, lies within a photo taken,
But within a work of art can be a message unmistaken
That words cannot say to describe what's in one's heart,
But only can be portrayed within one's work of art
And when is used the canvas, as well the paint and brush,
Is from the Vault of Love, only then can bring the rush
Of emotions, giving freedom to the passions deeply of,
What makes the heart beat faster, which only can be Love.

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The-Key

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One of the cruelest acts one can do to another is lead another to believe they are Loved, they are special above other people, when the truth of the matter is, the other isn't considered as such at all by them. It's called toying with or playing with another's heart.

When you lead another to believe they are that special someone and the other then falls in Love with you, you can't then blame the other person. The person to blame is yourself and it is your ego you chose to feed at the costly expense of another's heart along with the other person's trust.

Truth can be tough to face or hear, but the same truth added with betrayal, especially involving another person's heart, is devastating to the one victimised. Such callous, cruel, and selfish behaviour usually causes very deep scars in the victimised person, destroying their ability to trust again.

I've witnessed both men stringing women along and usually with more than one on their string and women pretending they Love him but are only after what they can get out of the man. BOTH are despicable, evil acts!

A friend of mine recently discovered that she was just one of the women the man she loved was wooing. I know the tremendous hurt and anguish she is experiencing because I've had the same done to me. So this poem is for her, myself, and all those who have been so emotionally devastated and their trust destroyed by such selfish individuals. Thankfully, not all men and women are ego feeding maniacs. ♥
"The Key"

I opened up my heart, to a man I gave The Key.
He told me I am special, he profoundly Loves me.
Sweetly scented words he served, a tasty cuisine,
Appealing to my palette, were presented as pristine.

Being that my heart has been trampled on before,
I was filled with doubt, afraid to crack the door.
But he wore down my defenses to my innermost space,
Always reassuring me I was in 'his' highest place.

Many times over he professed his Love to me,
How amazing I am and so happy I make he.
So many times on truth and about trust he spoke,
With reference to God to reinforce, invoke.

He made me feel safe to trust him with my heart,
Safe to open the door to my deepest, inner part.
He made me feel so special, said I'm his number one
'Til finally my resistance was lowered down to none.

So I let him in and led him to my place preserved
Inside my heart where for only one's reserved.
It's a uniquely special place I guard and protect,
The center of my Love profound, honour and respect.

For one to enter here, this place, my deepest part,
He must earn the sole title, "King of my Heart".
Once he's appointed this role, a kingly position,
I will defend him with Love against all opposition.

When upon entry, a man is let inside,
Trusted is to him for in his own heart to reside,
The most precious part of me by God's Own Design,
The Key to my heart and soul with this Love of mine.

In this central part, he is the center of my life,
Rejoicing in his joy, sharing of his strife.
For the King of my Heart, nothing's too good or much.
Only he is privileged, my intimacy to touch.

But now I'm in dismay as I wade from the shore,
Finding other hearts he's offered the same decor.
They too, have been led, made to believe,
They're 'special' just as I am, making me naive.

Being damaged goods, make the cut, I cannot,
Trust again broken, refreshing wounds forgot.
Once again my heart bleeds, flowing and free
Among 'special' hearts to the man I gave The Key.

I must wade through the waters, variegated red,
Where my own and others' hearts have now bled.
For The Key to my heart, I must search until I find,
Lock again my heart with no more trust that's blind.

To the sweet, kind man to whom I gave The Key:
"Sir, my heart's bleeding now, all because of thee.
Tell me please, how does a man of Faith condone, justify,
The toying with hearts, the breaking of, and why?"

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