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Life and Death of Happiness
Mourn the death of good things which
have passed so quietly in the night,
cry over their funeral
growing uncontrollable as the casket is closed so tight.
Feel the warmth of good thing’s soul
as it escapes into forever after
wave good bye
with a tear in eye
to love,
to light,
to laughter.
Rush into the hospital,
you should have known, you were forewarned
that every time a good things dies
another is shortly born.
poem by Chris Weersing
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Forewarned, forearmed; to be prepared is half the victory.
quote by Miguel de Cervantes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Batting The Ball
batting the ball that i did not hit,
walloping the volleyball that did not reach the net
swimming on a murky river
the boat that sinks
and the birds that fly too low on the mountains
their feet hitting the tops of the trees
dreams that do not come true
i am already forewarned
foretold, i have resigned to accept
that what is not best for me cannot be granted.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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SHORT; Human nature; Neighbors; Silly? : Picking Grapefruits
I pick grapefruits from ground ‘neath Helen's tree.
Through her window she is gazing at me.
I have her permission to gather from the ground,
but, forewarned! ....., if I dared pick from her BRANCHES,
on my skull she would pound.
poem by Bri Edwards
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Catharsis
Stoic my nature.
Plunders
Without a glitch
Ain't be shared
Amongst all.
Power though wields
Snatches the yield
From those
Most deserving
In need.
Warned,
Forewarned you
Didn't bid bye
To this race
Justice
Shall prevail
And those
Whom you have waylaid
Will
Adorn with grace.
You
With plundered wealth
Jaded
On stage
Will rejuvenate
Those
Whom you waylaid.
poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Warning: Irony And Others Ahead
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dearest readers online
be forewarned
when you read a poem
there may be irony ahead
and if you don’t look out
yes, it can be like you’ve
run against an iron pole
smack bang against the forehead
(which may not matter if you’re Ironhead â€"
but if you’re anything like me
flesh and blood and heart â€"
Ouch! It can more than hurt!)
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be forewarned also
when you read a poem
it can be like
driving in a school zone
when the kids are going home â€"
so watch out:
irony may be walking with persona
and the literal with metaphor
and maybe a figurative pig round the corner
and sarcasm hand in hand
with opposite-of-what’s-being-said
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so do drive alert
eyes open, mind open
when in Poetry Land
O most intelligent reader
for you never know
in the thoroughfare of poetry
who you might
just bump into:
Mr Alternative;
Mr So-in-your-face;
Ms I-Want-to-Talk-About-God-Yet-Again;
Vicar There’s-No-Bloody-God;
Mr and Mrs Moralist;
Mr Hey-Let’s-Have-Sex-While-at-Poetry;
and so on, you know â€"
It can be like being Alice in Wonderland
with the Mad Hatter
but you got to keep your sanity
for company
yep, stay alert
or you might just crash your Reading
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An Afterthought
and I know
wise reader
all the above might make me sound
like Mr-know-all
but hey â€" modesty’s never been
the poet’s professional trait
(you must think about that â€"
cos even the poet devoted entirely
to Subjects Divine and Holy
and of Such Lofty Things
and exuding sweet humility
is bloody arrogant -
cos they do implicitly or explicitly claim
they know what really matters
while you or I don’t)
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Be Good Johnny
Skip de skip, up the road
Off to school we go
Dont you be a bad boy johnny
Dont you slip up
Or play the fool
Oh no ma, oh no da,
Ill be your golden boy
I will obey evry golden rule
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good (johnny)
Be good be good.
Are you going to play football this year, john?
No!
Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then,
Are you johnny?
No! no! no!
Boy, you sure are a funny kid, johnny, but I like you! so tell me,
What kind of a boy are you, john?
I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Johnny!
song performed by by Men At Work
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A person non-grata
I am person non-grata for the activities carried on
Not by state for illegal activities but for good work done
But by my own people for delivering good
As I was coming in their way and solidly stood?
It is birth right to stand for real freedom
Not by thoughts but for action with wisdom
There is no use of sending people to face bullets
The war has to be won over by only ballets
I have nothing to loose but nothing gain too
It has been know fact and very true
Many forewarned me of dire consequences
I was still prepared for any bad sequences
Many futile attempts were made on me physically
I was not at all against them basically
There was wide ranging difference in approach
I was not at all preferred to them as coach
There are deliberate clashes in defined areas
There complete unawareness for repeated pleas
It has been taken as weakness and cowardice act
We can only use only possible means to react
No one should seriously take on struggle
They are for peaceful agitation and unarmed people
What do we do to strengthen their peaceful cause?
Can’t they think positive and maintain relative pause?
How many may be prepared to shed their lives?
Who will honestly make attempt or seriously strive?
This is not for one man to think or decide
The perceptional difference is very wide
Let us build a healthy union
Make all the attempts for good lien
Let us build it together as one force
No ill feelings, bitterness or remorse
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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You're So Good
If you were an apple, I would take a bite
If you were a lemon, I would squeeze you tight
You're so good, I've got to have you
You're so good that nothing else matters
You're so good, you're so good, you're so good for me
If you were a penny, you'd be good as gold
If you were a snowball, I would love the cold
'Cause you're so good, I've got-got to have you
You're so good that nothing else matters
You're so good, you're so good, you're so good,
You're so good for me
If you were a candle, I would light your fire
And if you were hard labor, I would never tire
'Cause you're good, I've got-got to have you
You're so good that nothing else matters
You're so good, you're so good, you're so good
You're so good for me
You're so good for me
You're so good, you're so good, you're so good for me
song performed by by Monkees
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Good Books
Good Books, Good Rhymes,
Good Stories, Good Times,
Good Beginings, Good Ends,
Good Tragic. Good Trends.
Good Fiction, Good Facts,
Good Adventures, Good Acts,
Good Characters, Good Thoughts,
Good Sense Of Humor, Good Soughts.
This Is Our Good Friends,
Which Have No Demand, No Complaints.
It Is Read By All Over-
From President To Cooks.
Really It Is Our
GOOD BOOKS………..
poem by Kaushal Saboo
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Suedehead
Why do you come here ?
And why, why do you hang around ?
I'm so sorry, oh ...
I'm so sorry, oh, oh ...
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me ?
When you know, oh
Why do you come ?
Why do you telephone ? ahur...
And why, why send me silly notes ?
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry, oh ...
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me ?
When you know, oh
Why do you come ?
It was because
Everything that i did
I wrote it down
On the wall
You had to sneak into my room
'just' to read my diary
"oh, it was just to see, just to see"
(all the things you knew i'd written about you...)
And oh so many illustrations
Oh, but
I'm so very sickened
Oh, i am so sickened now
Still, it was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
Ah ...
Still, it was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
A good lay, ah ...
Oh, it was a good lay
It was a good lay
It was a good lay
Oh, it was a good lay
Good lay, good lay
Oh
Oh, it was a good lay, good lay
Oh, it was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
Good lay, oh
Thankyou.
song performed by by Morrissey
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The Cat II
Mice waltz down my throat
and birdhouse birds fly headfirst down-
More would but for this tell-tale bell
with which I'm collar-bound:
Forewarned, they scattersqueal
scurry downstairs to their comfy lairs.
Remember, I'm a cat.
Nothing to do about that.
Exhausting my nine ends
I'll straightaway ascend 'way up to kitty heaven
(a biggish sort of alley)
chockabloc filled with my old friends.
Cream me, kipper me, even
tax me with inoculations
You doing that
I may occasionally, occasionally,
(if the mood befalls me)
catch a rat.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Lookout Post
The meerkats stood on tippy toes,
For danger was afoot!
Where it would strike, nobody knows
And yet they must stay put!
So one looked left and one looked right
And one looked up and down!
To some, the meerkats looked a sight,
With each one, Nature's clown!
But times were hard and foes were fast!
So fast, they were a blur!
While unwarned victims were aghast,
The wise were quick to stir!
They didn't hang around and say,
'Ooh, look! That's not so good! '
They scarpered quick, got clean away
And left the neighbourhood!
Forewarned, forearmed, four feet, then gone...
To snigger underground!
To safely hide from light that shone,
No longer to be found!
The game went on to their delight,
For hours at a time...
It's very hard for foes to bite
A meerkat in his prime!
United they stand! Together!
Survivors to the end!
Yes, meerkats are very clever!
Just try to catch one, friend!
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Lookout Post'.
poem by Denis Martindale
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So Good
Roy orbison/ bill dees
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba so good, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba so good
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba so good, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba so good
Its so good to have you near me. its so good to be with you
Its so good to have you touch me, its so good it cant be true
Good, so good, sweet and fine, good so good everytime
You got good, good love, so good and whether or not we marry or not
Ill feel the same cos what you got, I love a lot
And Ill never change youre so good, youre so good
Its so good to be close to you when you do the things you do
Im out of my mind for you youre so good, youre so good, youre so good
Have you got it, baby? yeah you got it, baby
Everything you say to me is beautiful, everything you do suits me fine
Youre so good, youre so good, youre so good, youre so good
Youre so good, youre so good, youre so good, youre so good
So good, so good, so good, so good
Hey, yeah yeah, youre so good, hey, yeah yeah, youre so good.....
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Porpoise Song
My, my the clock in the sky is pounding away
Theres so much to say
A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice
And it cannot rejoice
Wanting to be, to hear and to see
Crying to the sky
But the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Clicks, clacks
Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is alright for a while
The ego sings of castles and kings and things
That go with a life of style
Wanting to feel, to know what is real
Living is a lie
But the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
song performed by by Monkees
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Porpoise Song {Theme From 'Head'}
My, my the clock in the sky is pounding away
There's so much to say
A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice
And it cannot rejoice
Wanting to be, to hear and to see
Crying to the sky
But the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye
good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Clicks, clacks
Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is alright for a while
The ego sings of castles and kings and things
That go with a life of style
Wanting to feel, to know what is real
Living is a lie
But the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
song performed by by Monkees
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My Amorous Invitation
Do you really love me? Well, that remains to be seen;
The answer lies in your actions, they will reveal what you mean
When you say: 'I love you'-I pray its your heart's verity!
Contrariwise, my love for thee needs no further clarity,
I know of its truth because my heart tells me;
Perhaps you and your's concur in your statements veracity-
I cannot be sure, so I bide for further assurance,
As much does, indeed, ride upon your avowance!
Be forewarned though, allow not, my outward appearance,
To otherwise belie my heart's inward vulnerability;
It has been hurt, and needs to balance
The need for love, with its own fragility!
I trust your that words were preceded by much mentation-
As were mine, before I extended my amorous invitation!
poem by Maurice Harris
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