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09-03-08, 08:15 PM #1Shout out to the Ladies
Here's to ladies of bf2 and the ones at home that put up with this little addiction called BF2 !
what are some of your favorite tunes,rants,raves,poetry or whatever about the Wonder of Wonders (The Woman)
twenty four years ago this was my relationship with Women
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_ITtKae130
twenty four years later this is my relationship with a Woman
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5axlwCBXC8
Love em or Hate em we wouldn't be here without em
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09-03-08, 11:11 PM #3
Re: Shout out to the Ladies
I will have to come back and fill the rest out but here is a little something. We all carry our stress and worries and for a lot of women when we have reached our breaking point we cry . We do this because most of us don't want to burden our loved ones with more stress and we think we can do it ALONE. Let' face it we ALL need someone to share things with but the next time your lady , your mom, your female friend cries be there and support her. One of my favorite poems that reminds me that it is OK to let go.
If so inclined share this with another woman and see what she thinks of it.
Yesterday I Cried
I came home, went straight to my room,
sat on the edge of my bed,
kicked off my shoes,
unhooked my bra,
and I had myself a good cry.
I'm telling you,
I cried until my nose was running all over
the silk blouse I got on sale.
I cried until my ears were hot.
I cried until my head was hurting so bad
that I could hardly see the pile of
soiled tissues lying on the floor at my feet.
I want you to understand,
I had myself a really good cry yesterday.
Yesterday, I cried,
for all the days that I was too busy,
or too tired,
or too mad to cry.
I cried for all the days, and all the ways,
and all the times I had dishonored,
disrespected, and
disconnected my Self from myself,
only to have it reflected back to me
in the ways others did to me
the same things I had already done to myself.
I cried for all the things I had given,
only to have them stolen;
for all the things I had asked for that
had yet to show up;
for all the things I had accomplished,
only to give them away,
to people in circumstances,
which left me feeling empty,
and battered and plain old used.
I cried because there really does
come a time when the only thing left
for you to do is cry.
Yesterday, I cried.
I cried because little boys get
left by their daddies;
and little girls get forgotten by their mommies;
and daddies don't know what to do, so they leave;
and mommies get left, so they get mad.
I cried because I had a little boy,
and because I was a little girl,
and because I was a mommy
who didn't know what to do,
and because I wanted my daddy to be there
for me so badly until I ached.
Yesterday, I cried.
I cried because I hurt.
I cried because I was hurt.
I cried because hurt has no place to go
except deeper into the pain that
caused it in the first place,
and when it gets there,
the hurt wakes you up.
I cried because it was too late.
I cried because it was time.
I cried because my soul knew that I didn't know
that my soul knew everything I needed to know.
I cried a soulful cry yesterday,
and it felt so good.
It felt so very, very bad.
In the midst of my crying,
I felt my freedom coming,
Because Yesterday,
I cried with an agenda.
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