tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100661372011-12-14T21:31:51.614-05:00EvaSoulJust me my thoughts, my writings, my blog space*EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.comBlogger231100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-22077956328096239832008-11-19T10:43:00.003-05:002008-11-19T10:44:31.345-05:00So Much to Do, So Little Time...(from a new song)It's been a while...but I missed you :)I have not been away, I've just been making music...writing, singing, recording and releasing...but you are always on my mind :)EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1154033707440464762006-07-27T16:53:00.000-04:002006-07-27T16:55:07.460-04:00As the smoke clears, the picture shines through, still not incredibly clear but at least I’m not stuck with my head in a dark cloud of confusion and bleakness. Tragedies are what great poetry is based on, isn’t it. So much you can learn and grow from an experience. But for some reason I feel it’s useless. I know tragedy and pain without having to go through it. I’ve been careful of my EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1142541135012871582006-03-16T15:31:00.000-05:002006-03-16T15:32:15.023-05:00I opened the door to the world todayI rose from my bed with only happiness at bayReady to put on my best foot forwardI walk thru the doorI am about to take this world by stormLight and free I inhale the airI open my eyes to the sunshine glareThis morning seems modestPerhaps it’s preparedI am living have no fearEvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1142449899603614302006-03-15T14:11:00.000-05:002006-03-16T15:13:39.670-05:00DestinationYou are a thief you stole my soulI am a giver of life and you took my spirit from meYou neglected to see that I thrived on passionInstead you drained me through your own sick obsessionYou could have taken all the physical things but instead you took the deepest part of meI was whole and now I’m empty without a bottomDon't feel bad for me, feel bad only for the one who followsBecause I EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1142355091900084142006-03-14T11:51:00.000-05:002006-03-14T11:51:31.910-05:00Elevate, elevation still exists, in your arms, where I’ll dieMy house is not home with out you thereAnd in my heart is where you’ll stayLet’s fly, fly fly awayElevate to the starsHolding you, holding meWe are one and we will beTogether for all timesSo much passionWe rise to the occasionNever letting you goNot scared of the futureOnly treasure at the end of the rainbowTogether foreverNothing EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1133549921842022522005-12-02T13:52:00.000-05:002005-12-02T14:01:03.873-05:00Me vs. CircumstanceDo you miss me? Or is it circumstance?Do you love me? Or is it circumstance?Do you desire me? Or is it circumstance?Do you think of me? Or is it circumstance?Do you call me to hear my voice? Or is it circumstance?Do you talk about our future, because you want a future with me?Or is it circumstance?Do you want to marry me? Or is it circumstance?Do you want me to bare your EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1122929896783309172005-08-01T16:56:00.000-04:002005-08-01T16:58:16.783-04:00Being creative seems to always happen, either first thing in the morning, when my spirit has yet to put its earth shoes on, or as I am taking them off at night. The best creativity is when I am basking in my unearthly glory, but the moment I have the thought that I should be grabbing my piece of paper or recorder, reality sneaks in to whisk me into consciousness and I lose my most creative EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1122929778353548532005-08-01T16:54:00.000-04:002005-08-01T16:56:18.360-04:00I crave creative people, I also applied there for a job and haven’t rec’d a response.I want so much to feed off of positive energy, sometimes I drown in my negative sorrows.I want a sense a self and grasp on reality, my mind continues to float away.I don’t know whether it’s the time or the place, perhaps it’s me pushing everyone away.But the more I need positivity, the more distant it feels.Is itEvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1119541376399325752005-06-23T11:41:00.000-04:002005-06-23T11:42:56.406-04:00I miss you, I miss more than I can sayI want to say it but I can’tI want to lay next to you and hold you and youPut your arms around me and I feel safe, I miss you so muchI don’t even know why I left anymore, it wasn’t worth itOr maybe then it was but I can’t remember anymoreI want the time when you still cared even though you might not evenThink about me anymoreI needed you and I still doI EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1119533165637066912005-06-23T09:21:00.000-04:002005-06-23T09:26:05.643-04:00How do you do it?And why?You spent so much time doing things rightOnly to find that it’s all working against youSo why not give up and stop and find a safe haven just to exist, just to survive.Slowly melt away your existence and space that defines youNothing makes sense, although for years and years you’ve triedWhy not stop thinking, stop trying to see the brighter side, because you’ve yet to EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1117223260905871182005-05-27T15:46:00.000-04:002005-05-27T15:47:40.910-04:00Living in my own cloud of happinessUnaffected and self absorbedIt’s the perfect place to beHere alone with me, it’s greatNo one understandsAnd I stopped trying to explainSo many inconsistenciesBut not from meLife is great but I amTruly the only one who seesToo much focus on little thingsNegative and irrelevanciesBut I am ok as long as I have meNot many can comprehendAnd I don’t bother EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1112027510621207102005-03-28T11:21:00.000-05:002005-03-28T16:11:58.930-05:00You just used me, for your personal gainYou abused me, and left me emptyI have to hold on to what is leftWhile you get ahead like all the restBack to step 1, all over againPushed back to start, but I have no strengthDon't know if it's worth itCan't keep opening up and sharingBeing vunerable for the sake of my craftOnly for someone to squash me and my dreamAnd make me feel like I am last,While youEvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1110830947719294702005-03-14T15:07:00.000-05:002005-03-14T15:13:50.570-05:00I deserve,I deserve love, no drama, patience, understanding, compassion, being liked for being me, even if me isn’t the same everyday. Someone on my level or better, someone who only sees the best in me, someone who compliments me and is nurturing to my needs. I need someone like this and I deserve someone like this. I want to be this in return as well, I will learn from you, I need the stable EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1106085303688209502005-01-18T16:47:00.000-05:002005-01-18T16:55:03.686-05:00Take this rose as a token of my appreciation. The scent has its own identity, just like my love for you. I hope you can see, how much this really means, take it from me.
Together we can rock the charts, make love off the rictor scale, inspire nations to take a stand, let them know we have a plan. We're gonna take it to the next level, take it to the top, because we're gonna lead and not EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1106080187692139442005-01-18T15:27:00.000-05:002005-01-19T13:57:31.383-05:00I only want a percentage baby, I know you can’t give it all
You’ve got your family and I’ve got my respect.
There’s something we can’t deny, we both feel it and it’s another night.
I’m up thinking of you, you must be too.
Cuz in the morning, the first thing you do is call me or send me an email telling me how you couldn’t sleep.
Who can we turn to, how are we gonna sort this out.
Do we act EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1105652622782836432005-01-13T16:42:00.000-05:002005-01-19T13:54:52.266-05:00Positive people have negative moments too.
Even when you look at the glass half full you are aware that the world is seeing the opposite.
Most people don’t share in your sentiment and you are often basking in your successes alone. Even when you are at your most optimistic moments the reality is a lot around you is uncomfortable and pessimistic. You know you are above the gravitation pull however EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1105479527356741962005-01-11T16:38:00.000-05:002005-01-19T14:06:22.940-05:00I want cheesecake!
I want pollution, I want pizza and Ben & Jerry’s.
I want Times Square and the little ghetto bus, I want to read while I travel through midtown.
I want to smile at a stranger and look at others who are even stranger and I want to step into the subway and stand holding the rail. Ok, am lying I can’t reach the one on top, so I’ll hold the vertical one. I want to look as if I know EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1105474265210882452005-01-11T14:53:00.000-05:002005-01-11T15:11:05.210-05:00Remember that happiness is a way of travel and not a destination*
Amazing quote. I love it, it's on my calendar on my desk.
What an inspiring thing to see in January, right after the new year and having left all by-gones and negativity in the previous year, I must admit that at least for the time being before something makes my world look gray again, a positive attitude and a peaceful spiritual EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1105471533740562142005-01-11T14:24:00.000-05:002005-01-19T14:17:08.606-05:00The chimes click against the window, the echo of the wind is deep and thick, the attic creeks almost as if someone was walking above my head, but no such luck. The house is quite empty. I look around and the onset of a storm is whistling outside, are they trying to tell me something, why do they keep crying for my attention. I have things to do, they could just as easily go about their business EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1105471361861444422005-01-11T14:21:00.000-05:002005-01-11T14:23:58.946-05:00Oh Silent Misery, desperate and silent, agonizing tyrant, a constant haunting evil spirit, demonizing fear, damn it you excite me. The more you hurt me the more I want you, I crave for you, I crave to hurt the pain that you feed. Tear my heart out and put it back in, watch me suffer and then hold me again. Touch me in the deepest core and scratch me so the scars remain a carving into the bark of EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1105388877079378552005-01-10T15:19:00.000-05:002005-01-10T16:56:18.350-05:00For all the men like you a gift for your travels, as you paint the towna portrait to remind you, what girls like me go throughloving you, holding you and supporting younot a word of gratitudejust remember these words and small gesturesof respect and appreciation, loyaltyall of which were given to you on a silver plattercould be the best gift you could give in return.If you don't hear me, or if EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1105388218789979612005-01-10T15:07:00.000-05:002005-01-10T15:16:58.790-05:00I should be happy, but I feel so lonely
All the love all around, but nothing inside
I should cry, release the hold and open the passage
that is locked away to protect me from the dangers of emptiness
many things around, but no substance,
I think I am feeling, but I am merely moving through space
like a fly making many meaningless stops,
finding warm places to feed, rest and recoup before I take EvaSoulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10716016385779771548noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10066137.post-1105369311808400192005-01-10T09:52:00.000-05:002005-01-10T10:01:51.806-05:00Hi I'm Eva, nice to meet you*Welcome, as I have finally set this up I have many blogs ready to post...I hope you will share in my writing experience and at times offer your thoughts. Writing is an exciting release. It's my pleasure to finally open my heart and soul and share me with you.
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