I've opened up more by traveling outside Jamaica. It helps me to grow as a person to be outside of my element; to be on my own in a strange place meeting people.
quote by Ziggy Marley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
I'm Just A Singer
I'm just a wandering on the face of this earth
Meeting so many people
Who are trying to be free
And while i'm traveling i hear so many words
Language barriers broken
Now we've found the key
And if you want the wind of change
To blow about you
And you're the only other person to know, don't tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band.
A thousand pictures can be drawn from one word
Only who is the artist
We got to agree
A thousand miles can lead so many ways
Just to know who is driving
What a help it would be
So if you want this world of yours
To turn about you
And you can see exactly what to do
Please tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band.
How can we understand
Riots by the people for the people
Who are only destroying themselves
And when you see a frightened
Person who is frightened by the
People who are scorching this earth.
I'm just a wandering on the face of this earth
Meeting so many people
Who are trying to be free
And while i'm traveling i hear so many words
Language barriers broken
Now we've found the key
And if you want the wind of change
To blow about you
And you're the only other person to know, don't tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band.
How can we understand
Riots by the people for the people
Who are only destroying themselves
And when you see a frightened
Person who is frightened by the
People who are scorching this earth.
Music is the traveller crossing our world
Meeting so many people bridging the seas
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band.
We're just the singers in a rock and roll band.
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band...
song performed by by Moody Blues
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Fake The Aroma
(vowles, del naja, marshall, thaws, norfolk, locke)
You sure you wanna be with me Ive nothing to give
Dont lie and say this lovins best
Dont leave us in emotional place
Take a walk take a rest now take a rest
I seen ya diggin a hole in ya neighborhood
Youre crazy but youre lazy
No need to live in a lean-to
Your troubles must be see-through
See through money like its paper
With faces I remember
I drink on a daily basis though it seldom calms my temper
Ya leave me in peace, ya leave me in pieces
I walking through the suburbs
Were not exactly lovers
Your a couple specially
When your bodys double
Duplicate and then you wait for the next kuwait
So karmacoma jamaica an roma
Karmacoma jamaica an roma
Karmacoma jamaica an roma
Karmacoma jamaica an roma
Deflowering my baby are you my baby mate
I must be crazy you see Im swayze
You diggin a hole in ya neighborhood
Youre crazy but youre lazy must be lazy
I seen ya
The fire that rises in me
The daisy ? ? ? dwindle
? ? ? like a jungle in decline
My time has been so wasteful
I never fight time
Deflowering my baby are you my baby mate
My baby
Deflowering my baby are you my baby mate
I must be crazy I know youre lazy
So karmacoma jamaica an roma
Karmacoma jamaica an roma
Karmacoma jamaica an roma
Karmacoma jamaica an roma
Karmacoma what jamaica an roma
Karmacoma what jamaica an roma
Karmacoma what jamaica an roma
Karmacoma what jamaica an roma
song performed by by Massive Attack
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Mirroring the shades of me
I look into the mirror and
Seeing not only a reflection of myself,
This world or the world daring me to enter
But the person I use to be
The one I'm afraid to be again
The person who would tear your heart apart
And not care
The person that didn't take her education seriously
The type of person that wanted to do
What she wanted to do
I see the person I am
Someone who helps you
No matter what
Even if I'm the one getting kicked
The senior in high school getting ready for graduation
Hovering over the next level of my life
But trying to find a way up out of the middle of the ocean
Everyone calls life in an education box
This is where I will discover
The mouse and tiger inside of me
Don't want to think of separating
Of being alone
And on my own
It's faded but there as I glance into the mirror
I see the person I will be
A person who helps other people
Discover that people with disabilities
Are not so different
I have found my way up the education latter
Helping people
Showing them there is someone that cares
And believes that they can do
Whatever they set their mind too
As if my mind was coming back to me
Out of a dream
My eyes cleared
As I realized I was just
Standing in front of a mirror
Thinking of that red cap and gown again
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
When people come to Jamaica, we don't want them to think about the problems of Jamaica. So let them come be in their paradise.
quote by Ziggy Marley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Mirroring The Shades of Me
I look into the mirror and
Seeing not only a reflection of myself,
This world or the world daring me to enter
But the person I use to be
The one I'm afraid to be again
The person who would tear your heart apart
And not care
The person that didn't take her education seriously
The type of person that wanted to do
What she wanted to do
I see the person I am
Someone who helps you
No matter what
Even if I'm the one getting kicked
The senior in high school getting ready for graduation
Hovering over the next level of my life
But trying to find a way up out of the middle of the ocean
Everyone calls life in an education box
This is where I will discover
The mouse and tiger inside of me
Don't want to think of separating
Of being alone
And on my own
It's faded but there as I glance into the mirror
I see the person I will be
A person who helps other people
Discover that people with disabilities
Are not so different
I have found my way up the education latter
Helping people
Showing them there is someone that cares
And believes that they can do
Whatever they set their mind too
As if my mind was coming back to me
Out of a dream
My eyes cleared
As I realized I was just
Standing in front of a mirror
Thinking of that red cap and gown again
poem by Crystal Midnight
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
David The Creative Soul
Born in the Bronx where he grew up,
he was raised to be smart, but also tough.
Now I met David who is a very creative soul,
he inspires you and helps you grow.
He has helped many a people to transform,
into all they can be, not like the norm.
He has text me encouraging thoughts,
he is humble with wisdom is what he has got.
He photographed me for my poetry books,
we came up with some original looks.
He is a traveling spirit that has traveled everywhere,
he finds life's an adventure with so much to share.
Now he will be traveling again,
with his wife who is his best friend.
When they get back they will such a portfolio,
of all his travels on the go.
Also David will be putting on an art show,
during the Lake Worth Street Painting festival
I thought you should know.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on October 6,2011
at 4: 18 p.m.
in Barnes & Noble
poem by Suzae Chevalier
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I knew you when we met
I knew you when we met
for we had become acquainted,
over the internet
and with the telephone.
Still there was something
more real when you smiled
and I felt delighted,
to see you in person
and was scared
of loosing you.
Two persons meeting in person
for the first time
was something pleasant
and the first kiss,
was like a key
that opened a new world to me.
poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Sad in Jamaica
Nobody is sad in Jamaica
Ganja rules
Some people are happy in Jamaica
Reggae plays
Give me some ganja and play me some reggae
Everybody is happy in Jamaica
poem by Doris Dzameshie
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
How Strange It Seems
Im a hack driver in new york city
Ive got seven kids on the lower east side
Im not a strong man, Im not very pretty
But in rush hour hell you should see me drive
Im a dressmaker in louisiana
Stick my finger aint that a shame
People come to haggle and paw on my artwork
But no two of my dresses are ever the same
How strange it seems to be me
If tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else
I wonder who Id be
Im the house man at a place called the exit
The last band I heard bored me to tears
But every so often I hear one that moves me
Love for the music is what keeps me here
How strange it seems to be me
I f tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else
I wonder who Id be
Im a rich man
I aint talking bout money
Im blues singer at the eight by ten
You go out searching for some grand tomorrow
Dont worry bout me just drop by now and then
How strange it seems to be me
I f tomorrow I opened my eyes
And found myself somewhere else
I wonder who Id be
song performed by by Edwin McCain
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
God Always Answers Prayers
When the idea is not right, God says, 'No'
No - when the idea is not the best
No - when the idea is absolutely wrong
No - when although it may help you it could create
problems for someone else.
When the time is not right, God says, 'Slow'
What a catastrophe it would be
If God answered every prayer at the snap of your
fingers.
Do you know what would happen?
God would become your servant, not your master.
Remember: God's delay is not God's denial
God's timing is perfect
Patience is what we need in prayer
When you are not right, God says, 'Grow'
The selfish person must grow in unselfishness
The cautious person must grow in courage
The timid person must grow in confidence
The dominating person must grow in sensitivity
The critical person must grow in tolerance
The negative person must grow in positive attitudes
The pleasure-seeking person must grow in compassion
for suffering people
When everything is all right, God says, 'Go'
Then miracles happen
A hopeless alcoholic is set free
A drug addict finds release
A doubter becomes a child in his belief
Diseased tissue responds to treatment, and healing
begins
The door to your dream suddenly swings open
And there stands God saying, 'Go! '
Cheers,
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I want anyone who believes in life, liberty, pursuit of happiness to succeed. And I want any force, any person, any element of an overarching Big Government that would stop your success, I want that organization, that element or that person to fail. I want you to succeed.
quote by Rush Limbaugh
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Strange Things Happen
She believes in god
And karma too
Paranormal powers
You know some people do
Got scorpio risin
Uh huh
Tell you whats in your stars
She was down in rio
Turn the heads of state
Got em into makin
This planet a better place
On copacabana
Uh huh
Oh yeah she radiate better go meditate
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Met a pshycic reader
With a crystal ball
Had a vision
Said we could have it all
I caught her gazin
Uh huh
At our destiny cosmically
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
Strange strange strange strange strange
song performed by by Beach Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Travelling down memory lane
Traveling down memory lane
is not all black 'n white.
Traveling down memory lane
is not all lacking light.
Traveling down memory lane
is not eye filled with tears.
Traveling down memory lane
brings fresh and soothing air.
Traveling down memory lane
is love & pain, fun with friends.
Traveling down memory lane
is full of curves and bends.
Traveling down memory lane
is a test of time and mind
Traveling down memory lane
is a joy of it's kind.
poem by Ralph Acosta
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Trumpet Has Sounded
Too blind to see and too lind to understand,
Like red hot chili pepers!
But sweet Jamaica is full of the vibes that it brings.
Life in Jamaica,
But do hide yourself from the guns!
And you will surely need me oh Port Maria.
Oh Jamaica!
Like the lovesome gunmen on the hills;
But now the trumpüet has sounded and,
We will now see the nakedness of the sheep.
Life in James Town,
Life in Jones Town,
Like the beautiful bud out of the garden of love;
But sweet Jamaica is always on my mind.
Oh Port Maria,
I am the living proof;
And like life in Morant Bay and,
The life in August Town as well.
Oh Jamaica,
You are like the beautiful bud of love;
And i will always remember you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The light in my life
Since i was a little girl ive gone through nothing but harships.
I found my way with nothing lighting the way.
Ive been battered and bruised.
Ive been torn apart and stolen from my family.
Ive been lied to by everyone i ever trusted.
But theres always been one person who takes me away from all that.
She takes me away from this evil world.
She helps me find a solution when i think there is none.
She helps me know wrong from right.
she helps me to go on in life.
I've tried to end my life numerous amounts of times.
But she came along and picked me up off the ground and cleaned my internal wounds.
She wiped away the tears caused by others.
I would do anything for her.
i would die in her place.
just to let her live yet another day.
she is the light in my life.
when the sun is gone she is there.
making all the pain disappear.
I never thought i could find anyone like this.
but shes been here all along.
She finds a way to buy me presents when she has no money.
She showed me what happened and why.
The person whose done this for me is my mother.
There is no other.
My mom is the light in my life.
She brings joy to my strife.
poem by Jean Pullman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I thought that that was an effort to inject a popular element, a democratic element into the selection of a person who, once he is selected and confirmed, is beyond electoral control.
quote by Stephen Breyer
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Its A Song Not A Poem:
Francois Song:
Alone in pain,
Everything's in vain,
Nothing even worth the fight,
Given up on life,
Sick of all the strife.
Sapped out all my might,
And then a strange warm feeling,
I never felt at the start,
When a guy called Frenchy,
Opened up my heart,
(pre-corous)
The story seems fake
But I tell ya he's a tank,
Hes a kind hearted guy,
Who would never let you cry.
Never let you fall in doubt,
A friend you can't live without..
(corous)
There's a guy I know,
Oh oh,
He's everything to me,
He helps me see,
The lighhhht!
So don't you go,
Oh no,
You have to stay at bay,
We're together in this fight!
I never ever knew,
Bout the love I found in you,
I don't think you understand,
The sinful people,
That destroy my steeple,
I don't think they know the pain,
It makes me go insane...
But you brought me back!
(corous)
There's a guy I know,
Oh oh,
He's everything to me,
He helps me see,
The lighhhht!
So don't you go,
Oh no,
You have to stay at bay,
We're together in this fight!
A stone cold planet,
With hearts made of granite,
You can't expect people to care,
Trust em if you dare.
But the message is quite clear...
Don't disappear...
poem by Jordan Moore
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Our Meeting Place
I met you here sometime ago
How my whole world changed
My heart raced beyond belief
Oh I felt the sudden change
Our Meeting Place
Forbidden I was to see you
Our ages was too far apart
But I knew deep inside of me
That didn't matter too my heart
Our Meeting Place
Things have passed since then
We somehow both drift away
But when I look on back again
It brings me to those very days
Our Meeting Place
poem by Suelynn Walters
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Helps Me Helps You
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the things I need
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the mouths I feed
Have I got a wonderful deal for you
What belongs to me belongs to you
I understand what youre going through
I know the point to push you to
My policy helps me helps you
Generosity helps me helps you
Conspiracy helps me helps you
Put you trust in me Ill help you too
Look at all the things Ive done
Look at all the rights I wrong
The means will justify the end
For you to save and me to spend
Cos Ive got a great idea you see
What belongs to you belongs to me
I know just what you wanna do
I know how I can get there too
Hypocrisy helps me helps you
Democracy helps me helps you
Ideology helps me helps you
Put your trust in me Ill help you through
(hirst/moginie)
song performed by by Midnight Oil
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Always Begging For More
at a certain point
there is a crisis be it
in your career
or marriage or friendship
or about
another love that constantly
keeps on meeting
you in the
street
like a beggar
or you can be that beggar
always asking
for what is not given
a mess
really
the unfulfilled self
keeps you running
people think that you are such
an active and never exhausted
genius
it is the crisis that keeps
you moving
the storms that push the boat
farther
leading to strange lands, meeting
you with strange people
it is not over the oceans expand
sunless days
it is not within your power
to stop the journey
even if you do not do anything
keeping your hands on the side
of every moment, gazing and
blankly accepting what is given
it is hard, it is real, it is
you, it is this world
the unfulfilled self keeps you running
and always you are begging for more.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!