No words I longer want to speak
no skies I see of golden hue
no tales of unrequited love
they were lost when I lost you
No words to caress a lovers heart
gone the dreams I swore we’d live
alone within…it’s where I dwell
no uttered words, none left to give
No swelling music within my soul
it’s silence that surround the heart
solitude have engulfed my world
when true love and I depart
Lost the beauty I once could see
and also the glory I saw each day
now I pen my last farewell
no more love can I convey
But what’s my soul supposed to do
to release the love I feel
for I’ll surely wither and die
if that love I must now conceal
I hide the hurt and heartache
just smile to friends and say
I’m fine…love doesn’t matter
and deceive you all that way
A different face I’ll show them
to barricade this unbearable pain
to hide my shattered spirit
from the love I never attained
But the pain within shall kill me
not soon, but through the years
for a writer knows his anguish
when alone he sheds his tears
At night when dreams come calling
with your voice your smile your eyes
a single tear upon my cheek
hides the pain my heart belies
For I loved your soul completely
was consumed by beauty’s bliss
had shared your inner thoughts
but never did I shared your kiss
And when death does come to me
and to heaven my soul ascends
I’ll smile before your beauty
for eternity never ends
So will I regret the life
that stole away my years
I’ll simply recall the love
I felt in all our tears
And when my love has joined me
and we meet in heaven’s bliss
our regrets will quickly perish
as we share our very first kiss
And my words will quickly flow again
from thoughts to hand to book
I’ll not write of God or heaven
when upon your face I look
The writer’s again a writer
for the words were always there
I just didn’t see much beauty
when your love I could not share
So our souls will find love at last
which in life we could not seek
and I’ll soon find the words in you
the very words I could not speak
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TristonJ // February 21, 2008 at 8:11 pm
nou dis n rolercoaster van emosies… pragtig DM! Pragtig
Da Mario // February 21, 2008 at 8:13 pm
Thanks girl, maar ek wonder nou hoekom sien ek hierdie post nie in die widget genaamd “Nuut geskryf” nie??

TristonJ // February 21, 2008 at 8:35 pm
Ek sien hom ook nie!??
sonkind // February 21, 2008 at 8:50 pm
DM, met alle respekte gesê, dis tyd dat jy ‘n Liefde in jou lewe kry!
Da Mario // February 21, 2008 at 9:02 pm
TristonJ…
Oraait, hy is daar eventually. Lyk my die ding vat ‘n flippen ewigheid om te update… en ek is so geduldig…
Sonkind…
Dink jy daar is iemand wat bereid is om met al my ander geite opgeskeep te sit?
Ek’s mos maar net ekke…
Rene Boshoff // February 21, 2008 at 10:50 pm
W.O.W!!!
TristonJ // February 22, 2008 at 7:18 am
skoenlapr // February 22, 2008 at 8:12 am
/me sug
neykie // February 22, 2008 at 8:32 am
Very very nice….
Jenny // February 22, 2008 at 8:34 am
The master is at it again…
Stunning DM! en baie seer!
Dellie // February 22, 2008 at 9:05 am
Ek hoop jy is besig om al hierdie mooi skrywes van jou in ‘n boekie saam te vat… ek dink dit sal goed verkoop. Baie nice!
Da Mario // February 22, 2008 at 9:24 am
Lol… nee Dellie, daar is nie sprake van enige boeke nie!!
TristonJ // February 22, 2008 at 9:28 am
Shoe DM bands, boeke jy sit op n goud myn!
SHARKS // February 22, 2008 at 10:10 am
Dit is pragtig
Skoor // February 22, 2008 at 10:33 am
Jou double loop in die Bosch rond. Of is dit dalk jou broer?
Da Mario // February 22, 2008 at 11:13 am
Skoor…
Huh?? Hoe nou? Wat, waar, wie?
Ek’t nie ‘n broer nie, so dis seker maar my double. Die armsalige vent….
Da Mario // February 22, 2008 at 11:14 am
Of bedoel jy ek is ‘n bobbejaan??
Skoor // February 22, 2008 at 11:32 am
Praat jy nou van al die bobbejane op Kampus! Hie-hie, Johan Swarts spring nou weer uit sy naat.
Nee, hier in Stellenbosch loop ‘n ou, ek het hom die ander dag in ‘n coffee shop gesien, en sy gesig pla my.
Gister loop die ou weer by my verby, en ek kliek die ou lyk wragtag soos jou avatar!
Jy kan maar aanjaag daar bo, ek sal jou alibi wees hier onder.
Da Mario // February 22, 2008 at 11:37 am
Whahahaha!!! Nee kyk, dis damn goed om te weet!! Net dalk het ek een of ander tyd daai alibi nodig!
Skoor // February 22, 2008 at 11:56 am
Skree maar, ek is nie so duur om om te koop nie. Goedkoper as ‘n staatsamptenaar anyway.
René // February 22, 2008 at 2:42 pm
Hoe meer ek hierdie gedig lees, hoe mooier raak dit!! Geniet jou naweek Da!! Soet wees
Tristonj // February 22, 2008 at 3:36 pm
Rene… DM soet! Nooit gesien. Lol
Da Mario // February 22, 2008 at 6:43 pm
Ja ek kan soet wees… af en toe… soms… genuine!!
Tristonj // February 22, 2008 at 7:31 pm
Ok ok ek glo daai oortuigende speech!
Da Mario // February 22, 2008 at 9:41 pm
Ek’s damn sad vanaand…
Justine // February 22, 2008 at 9:56 pm
Da Mario
Ek het nie woorde nie, ek ……….
My borskas pyn
sonkind // February 22, 2008 at 10:36 pm
DM, dit hang natuurlik af wat daai geite is. Of dalk hang dit juis nie af nie!
Maar as ek die ding so kyk, of eerder luister, dan hoef jy net jou vingers te klap
Tristonj // February 23, 2008 at 5:27 am
DM wat is vout? Sonkind… Dit maak nie saak wat die geite is, hy hoef net vingers te klap.
Snip // February 23, 2008 at 8:25 am
LOL ♪ vanaand behoort die ♪wêreld♪ vir ‘n rukkie weer aan my. ♪ ♫ en ek gaan dit diep indrink!
Jasper // February 23, 2008 at 10:58 am
Ek sien wordpress het toe geswig onder die druk….
Of het jy iets anders aangevang
Snip // February 23, 2008 at 11:50 am
Jasper, niks kan ‘n rivier se natuurlike vloei keer nie en as dit onderdruk word, veroorsaak dit dat die walle skeur en die gevolg is verwoestende vloede.
Da Mario // February 23, 2008 at 12:24 pm
Jasper…
Nee, WordPress het g’n niks geswig nie, die idiots!! Ek het maar iets anders aangevang. Jy weet mos wat hulle sê, ‘n Boer maak ‘n plan!
Sonkind…
Net my vingers klap?? Nee jinne…
TristonJ…
Jy streel my ego…
Almal…
Ek was so sad omdat die Bulle so maklik boedel oorgegee het op Loftus. Maar darem het die Crusaders mooi gespeel. 54-19 is egter nooit lekker nie…
TristonJ // February 23, 2008 at 1:50 pm
LOL DM ek streel altyd jou ego… nie waar nie
Jasper // February 23, 2008 at 4:17 pm
Nou vertel…

Ek ken PHP en dit het my tot diep binne wordpress sekuriteit gevat
dit is nou seker soos die vuurpyl professor wat nie weet hoe om dambord te speel nie
Da Mario // February 23, 2008 at 4:47 pm
Jasper…
Amper ja…
Dis ‘n doodgewone text-widget. So ek create vir myself bietjie werk, maar ten minste is hy daar…
(Ek het nodig gehad om deur 3 800+ comments te werk wat deur so net oor die 200 verskillende commentators gelos is. Die blog is reeds beskerm teen 12 200+ spam comments en dit het 5 dae en so 15 ure se werk gekos…
En dit alles net omdat WordPress nie php like nie!
TristonJ // February 23, 2008 at 6:52 pm
DM, my vriend, ek het die mooiste vrou op aarde gesien, jy sal mal wees hieroor
http://7skewekleure.wordpress.com/2008/02/22/doop-my-2/#comment-667
Gaan loer gou…
Da Mario // February 23, 2008 at 7:06 pm
As jy ooit weer so toss comment los dan spam ek jou tot infinity! :kots:
TristonJ // February 23, 2008 at 8:25 pm
Whahahaha….
TristonJ // February 23, 2008 at 9:08 pm
Add dit as n toss idee op die lysie “grappe oor girls met Da Mario maak!”
Da Mario // February 23, 2008 at 10:19 pm
Jy is nogal reg ja… ek hou van sexy girls… nie girls wat meer spiere as ekke het nie!!!

Jinne maar jy kan darem soms lekker met my sukkel!
TristonJ // February 24, 2008 at 7:19 am
Ek vra hartlik om verskooning…
Jasper // February 24, 2008 at 8:19 pm
Ek het gewonder of jy die blog count kruistog manually gedoen het.
Hoe voel die tennis elmboog na al die boontjie tellings…..
Da Mario // February 25, 2008 at 7:07 am
Hehehehe… ek het darem die kruistog survive en gelukkig is die arm darem nog okay genoeg om ‘n dop te skink!
…maar dit was ‘n mission…
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