This is all about two people sharing their intellectual thoughts, and ideas. We're two people that love writing poetry, we feel it's a good way to express many things in a written form. So, that's what we're all about! Hope you enjoy!! Thanks, Ku & Nique

Monday, February 12, 2007

An Incredible Coach.. by Nique

She's very courageous, with a strong fight..
Never let's anything hold her back,
She always looks at life, through the light..
Susan Kay Yow is her name,
NC State Women's Basketball is her game..
In my eyes, she's like a hero..
Because, her fight is more than just basketball,
Did you know??
She's been fighting cancer on and off,
But, she goes hard and never soft..
Some things may get her down, like chemo,
May even have her weak and moving slow..
But, she's very strong and positive,
Never taking back, but known for the word "give"
For several years now, she and her team has
sponsored a game called "Hoops For Hope"
For breast cancer fighters, and survivers to know
there's more good than bad at the end of the rope..
So, somehow.. some way she never shows her pain,
One dedicated coach with 700+ wins, shows her fame..
Her fans honor her, for her incredible achievements,
It's the Wolfpack and cancer, that she represents..
Her team honors her, for her determination,
It's her players that combine "one heart-one mind" communication..
She's made a positive "don't break vow.."
And, that's a little about NC State Women's Basketball coach..
Susan Kay Yow!!!

Nique #22

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

The Disturbed Lover.. by Nique

She doesn't understand what goes wrong,
She never knows where the hurt comes from,
Surely, it's hard to face the facts - it last so long..
But, she constantly chooses to run..
It is the disturbed lover in her that seems lost,
She can't fight it even if she tried,
She trys to by-pass the opinions and go on,
But, no matter what she always cried..
She felt like a child being punished,
Felt like nothing, she could have explained,
Would not have forced somewhere a complain..
She had so much to get out and say,
But, yet saying was not to easy with no way..
She was blinded through the unfortunate matter,
Seeing was believing this love disaster..
She could not weld, fix, or mend it,
It was broken in half, finally split..
But, it was only the disturbed lover in her,
Only trust, honesty, and concern - she'd prefer..
Never occuring that it may just have been herself,
Maybe, she just couldn't love good enough,
Maybe, it was because her past was rough..
But, would those past feelings get her anywhere,
Would anyone be willing "to no matter what care?"

Nique #22