Cheers !

the good old days when pete was still in the band lol also "Drugs,sex,rocknroollll" um kids dont emulate these guys! ;despite the drama,tabloids and stigma that comes with being talented and famous.
I was 13 when i got into their music :)

poems,creative writing

Titled: Cupid's concept
Written : June 2008

Be careful what you wish for,
sincerity let it behold in my eyes
For a while
The truth is on hold once we let go of the lies


The truth is untold ,the truth is untold
let it unfold before my eyes

If my glass if half full
Let me empty it by drinking
All of it
I’ve drank it by now
Just to be next to you

Only you make it worthwhile
For all the fullness
Let it behold
What I told you went untold
To another fool

Beauty is in the eye if the beholder
So what am I
In your eyes
The one ?

Didn’t get Cupid’s concept
I didn’t know what love was
Before you
Came into the picture
What was that concept?

Before I met you
We weren’t acquainted
Nor with Cupid
After 9 nine years later
A date was Long and overdue

Let’s leave in the past
Before we take a toast

Let me rephrase
Never knew what love was
Before I met you


Now I wish
cupid and I never lunched

-by Janny R.

kinda new poem

Title: My Day consists of this
written: 12/27/09


My day consist of this
Waiting in this shitty town
Not my hometown
But it is where I reside

Another shitty job
Gone gone
Waiting for another one
To come along

So I grab any ride
Could be a bus
The train
But I go where I go

My day consists of this
Looking for some event
And for an adventure
Searching for another
Solitary soul
Another party
Another bohemian soul
Another glass of wine
Another good friend of mine

Another mystical groovy store
Down in the city
Another store like haight
Not necessarily there
Another bum walks by preaching of faith

Another older person
On the bus
Telling me and a friend
about life and
that we’re young
And “to savor my youth”
Whatever that means
“Enjoy these years!”
While im still here
While im still here
In body in this society

My day consists of this
Writing random phrases
Of these phases
Roaming days on end my room
And reading a book
Or two

Every day I believe
In this higher being
So then I listen to advice
about:
don’t listen to the man!

No one follows my beliefs
But I will know what I believe
Hard to set apart what is true
And what false

I’m tired of these false prophets
Telling me what to wear
What to listen to
I’ll do what I do
I’ll be me!


supernova lining

Expand our horizons

Silver lining dreams…..