I couldnt reply on anything so I decided to make another topic
I am oh so glad that you decided to leave it behind. You have love for her still but its alright! Everyone who is negitive .. dont let it bother you. They can say what they want but you know what they wont break us. Steven we are strong... and all of us who are true and positive on this site are together on this... remember. ONE BIG FAMILY. I love you too steven because you ARE my family! And I love how your write. I will reply on some but I am really tired (long day at school/work) So I will Keep this short... lol and thank you Steven and HeyHey for being so positive towards my.... "poetry" if you must.

<3 Love * Light

Nikita

i think steven should leave this place for a while instead of being constantly reminded of it all

take a break

Hey, thanks, Nika!

Actually, I don't have any love for "Silke," whoever she was, as she turns out to be some sort of Internet tease and scammer, apparently. I'm just pissed-off at her, that's all that I feel now.

I'm just glad I made it out alive. Whew!

You're the greatest, Nika. I do love you, and thanks so much for loving me back. I know and love Hey Hey too; if these people who like to try to provoke him really knew who he is they would shut the f**k up and have a little respect. He's a guy I look up to, and I'm a punk and don't look up to anybody! So you know he must be pretty cool, and pretty great. He's also very easily hurt, so he attracts sadistic assholes. I used to, as well, but now I don't care anymore.

As T. S. Eliot has it:

"Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still"

Glad to hear from you again, babe. Be happy, and post whatever you want whenever you can.

Peace and love,

+Stevie

I never lie. Every word I speak is nothing but the truth as best I understand it. I do not claim to be anybody special, nor do I seek attention.

I am in the communication business; I am entrusted with the responsibility of this and other poetry boards, and I write and publish books. I live my life in public because I am called to communication and entrusted with responsibility for its facilitation. But I do not consider myself better nor more interesting than you; I am only doing what I do, fulfilling my vocation as best I can. I have told no lies; quite the contrary: I have been told many lies and have suffered much because of them. But I am over that now.

I have just read back and seen that you advised I take a break and leave for awhile; I did that, actually, and now it is some weeks later and I have come home because I have been asked to do so.

Call me up at (714) 289-2892, and ask me any questions you might have; feel free to share your feelings directly. Why are you so hostile toward me? Is there anything constructive I can do to help you deal with these feelings? I am a simple and an honest man, who is sad about the Pope having just passed away now, as I read your angry words. I am sad to be so hated, nor do I understand why you feel as you do.

I am sorry if I offended you, and that you are so angry with me. I mean you no harm. Who are you? You know who I am. My life is, literally, an open book. Four open books, so far.

I have moved on from all of this. Your angry words come late.

I would seek to be your friend, and to soothe your harsh and angry feelings, your hostility towards me. If you knew me better, you would not hate me like this.

Peace and love to you.

Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est.

Love,

+Stevie

Steven

Like me, you may be wondering how one's sympathetic and enduring approach can attract such anger from some. Suffice it to know that most who read here are amazed by your poems and many are helped and encouraged by your kind words, especially in their times of trouble.

You have the support of many. I hope that Unknown also has. He or she can come here for support if they want to, with no questions asked.

Peace in poetry to all.

Peace in poetry to all indeed, my dear friend.

Unknown friend, I would embrace you. Please forgive me if I spoke insensitively in my feelings of hurt, if I have somehow hurt you in my hurt; forgive me for whatever trespass you feel I have committed against you.

I know I am nobody special, Unknown; I know that better than you do. I just like to write poems, and I am trying to get better at it. That's all.

Peace and happiness to you. I just wrote a poem about spring. Maybe you will read it? Maybe it will speak to and soothe your angry heart?

Peace and light to all of us, together; life goes on: let us go on with it now.

Love,

+Stevie

Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est.

ich glaube du hast da was in den falschen Hals gekriegt, perhaps you have misunderstood something, or have you been? there are many ways to deal with ones issues, poetry is one
no ones trying to be famous, or "the champion" now
we're one caring community sharing our hearts and lifes, we >help< each other,

if you don't understand that, UNKNOWN, then even God can't help you

but yes, may you find peace. Alles wird gut.

Steven,

Don't waste time on those that show that kind of lack of compassion. Such hatred is buried deep within ones soul. They needed an outlet and picked on you and Nika. For what reason we may never be clear. Be sure that you are something special. We all are worth our weight in gold in some way, shape, or form. From your devastation comes inspiration and beautiful verse. I have gotten lost in your words many a time.You share it with the world and we are all blessed for it. Never think less of yourself. This person is very much in the grips of an anger that needs to be controlled. They are a bloody coward for not even having the guts to give a name. You are kind to offer your hand to them, but again don't waste your time on it. We are all here to comfort and help and embrace one another. If they cannot be open to that then this is not the place for them. Take care my poetic friend.

Nikki

I am so glad you are here!

What a kind and wonderful person you are, and what a good poet you are!

Your poetry seems to be blooming now, and I am so happy to see it.

Having washed my black T-shirts in the kitchen sink like Grandma taught me years ago, here in the old family home where I grew up like my mother before me, I will now go and hang them out on the clothesline to dry, with my big fat cat Freddie Noodles frisking about the while.

Life is beautiful, and life goes on.

I love you, my friend. Be happy, and I will be happy too; happiness finds us the more easily in the spring, it seems.

Love to you from your faithful friend,

+Stevie

Steven,

See, that is exactly what I mean. You will be happy, even if it seems hopeless at times. I know I feel that way too. Life is certainly what you make of it. I feel so much better everytime I am here. I don't know any of you in the physical sense, but you loveliness resonates. Everyone has been most helpful and o so kind to me. I ventured out of my comfort zone and shared a part of me(my poems) that I normally don't. It makes me sad to see a person with so much unhinged anger, especially when geard toward the wrong people. They should have considered what within them was making them react in such a nasty way. You and Nika did not deserve that. Thanks for your comment. I am glad that your here as well. It is wonderful to read your work. It inspires and shows your lifes journey. We all learn from one another and this is a great place to be no matter how you feel. If that person could just channel that anger into verse, think what they could become in their own right. You have every right to be on this Earth, we are blessed to know you. Take care my friend.

Nikki

Nikita

I miss your dark poetry. It took me a long time to get into it. Now I miss it!

Hey Hey

Me too!

Come back, Nikita!

Love,

+Stevie

'unknown', I am curious about your knowledge of the situation. What is your source of info on the state of Silke?

I do wish we could get on with some poetry on this "Poetry Board". There are other boards on this forum where this issue could be discussed (with civility) although I have had enough of it wherever it goes. Do you have any poetry, Unknown?

the truth all comes out in the end, and for some... it just isn't pretty

pain is hard to fight, but there are many ways to fight the darkness