I threw so hard I thought my arm would fly right off my body.
quote by Smokey Joe Wood
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Hard Up Case
You told me once I was your pride and joy
I guess those days are dead and gone
You must have took me for some golden boy
You didnt know what you were taking on
It was a hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
Now all the angles have been played in threes
There isnt much that I can say
I know you gave your little heart to me
I guess I threw the thing away
It was a hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
Sometimes the truth is kind of hard to find
But dont you worry I can read your mind
And you dont have to tell me to my face
You put some other joker in my place
They dealt us houses full with the queens and kings
And now theyre calling out our bluff
cause you and me girl we had everything
But it just wasnt quite enough
Now thats a hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
You say the truth is gonna set me free
Like you might throw a dog a bone
I know youre thinking that the jokes on me
Just take a look at what you re dragging home --
Another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
It was a hard up case
Just another hard up case
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Who Followed Who
Starting fights that can't be won
Just one round and you'll be gone
When it's lost you'll regret it
Much too hard to forget it
No one to take pity on
So when you try hard
to forget the truth
Look again
Who followed you?
Somehow you thought
Thought that you're hard to lose
But in the end
Who followed who?
Who followed who?
One false step this road is gone
No one here to prove you wrong
When it's lost you'll regret it
Much too hard to forget it
No one to take pity on
So when you try hard
to forget the truth
Look again
Who followed you?
Somehow you thought
Thought that you're hard to lose
But in the end
Who followed who?
Who followed who?
Try
Hard to forget the truth
Look again
Who followed you?
Somehow you thought
Thought that you're hard to lose
But in the end
Who followed who?
So when you try hard
to forget the truth
Look again
Who followed you?
Somehow you thought
Thought that you're hard to lose
But in the end
Who followed who?
Who followed who?
Who followed who?
song performed by by Default
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Depression Hurts
depression hurts the most when you lose one that was near.
it hurts even more when you live in nothing but fear.
you sit there running threw all the bad thoughts in your mind.
its hard to forget it all and leave it behind.
the days start to get worse as you hide away,
you scream at them because they didn't stay.
it gets hard to breath and to stay around.
you walk around looking sad and staring at the ground.
people say things that make things go down hill.
then you go and hide and just sit still.
the pain grows more and more.
it leaves your body, heart, and soul so damn sore.
why does depression have to hurt and make you feel so far.
life is like one big scare.
depression rips you apart
it rips away your heart.
depression hurts the most when you lose one that was near.
it hurts even more when you live in nothing but fear.
you sit there running threw all the bad thoughts in your mind.
its hard to forget it all and leave it behind.
poem by Brandon Kosiarski
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Tryst With Winds
i stood still in the southwest balcony
savouring the washed landscape
after a brisk monsoon shower
for sometime when the heat
emnating from my body
made me restive
i thought it's the day's heat
that the rain threw up hitting
hard on my sensitive nerves
o, no!
the unsettling heat turned
me into a child playing
with fire in sheer boredom
after returning from school...
from nowhere winds
began to blow and
i was forced abandon the play
lest winds and fire conspire
whispering winds
sweeping winds
uplifting winds
i desperately tried holding
my body steady against
the teasing winds...
ha, it's then i knew
that i was in fact struggling
against the winds
of your passion and
the fire that burned me
was the fire of desire
that you kindled...
far beyond
i spotted a lone bird
circling in the sky
31aug2009
21.54hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Reincarnation
Somewhere
I think of you
Somewhere
I remember you
You are with me like the wind
From a faraway land and I know it is you
The way you kiss me still makes me quiver
Wind-lips touching my cheeks my neck
Wind hands caressing my arms my hands my chest
Wind-body hushing pressing against my body today
There is a sense of longing about two
Past bodies,
Two past warm bodies pressing to
Past warmth and past time somewhere
Only that it is too hard to remember the details
Of that past love, past the season, only that it is hard
To remember why that love died untimely
Now we are here, I am in this present body of a writer
For some reason you read me in your present body of a reader
You are telling me that something in my poem catches
The eye of your soul and you begin to remember
This is him, this is him, he was there with me before
Your way of telling me without seeing me is a feeling too
We were there before we were together we just can’t remember the details.
Today you are the thought that touches me like the wind-mind
So gently, a thought comes to my brain, a feminine thought claiming
A right that was there before, and which today vehemently denies.
The present seals it with birth.
Locked.
Another death is needed to open it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Rock
I threw a rock up in the sky
I threw it hard so it went high
Towards my enemy it was thrown
And if it hits him, his assailant will be unknown
But if it hits him and be does not die
I will throw a other rock hoping he will not survive.
poem by Randy McClave
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By Our Side
I can remember that time of the year
That my mom worked every day and night
In which she got every little sleep
It was of hard for her to do because always shed tears
But she had a promise that she swore to keep
I know that felt a lot of body aches and pain
She did every to put that little bit of money in the jar
But the more she put away was much more of a gain
She either walked or caught the bus because we had no car
Even thought we always had little money
We barely saw her but her voice on the phone
And she said, ' I will keep my promise honey.'
I known it was hard to having to take care of us alone
Yes, those days we hard on her and us
But she always kept her promise to provide
Even though we had some unwanted thing, but we never put up a fuss
Yes those years were hard for a Single Mom, but I am glad she always was there By Our Side
poem by Frank Pulver
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To Be (Love Poem)
Sometimes it’s hard to be apart
Sometimes it’s hard to be brave
Sometimes it’s hard to be cold
Sometimes it’s hard to be daring
Sometimes it’s hard to be early
Sometimes it’s hard to be friends
Sometimes it’s hard to be good
Sometimes it’s hard to be happy
Sometimes it’s hard to be in-love
Sometimes it’s hard to be just
Sometimes it’s hard to be kind
Sometimes it’s hard to be lovely
Sometimes it’s hard to be mellow
Sometimes it’s hard to be nasty
Sometimes it’s hard to be out
Sometimes it’s hard to be poor
Sometimes it’s hard to be quiet
Sometimes it’s hard to be ready
Sometimes it’s hard to be simple
Sometimes it’s hard to be together
poem by Ian Beckett
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In the spirit of Rumi - 42 - How far is far from God?
Why, O dearest to Myself,
do you try to hard to run away from God?
Your body cannot run away from Him,
for He who made your body, runs with you..
Your spirit, your soul, cannot run away from Him,
for He is your very spirit, your very soul..
Only your mind can run away from Him;
and then his brothers, soul and body,
weep for him, wait for his return,
in stillness and in silence - which they know
by nightfall, he will be unable to resist..
Why do you try so hard to run away from God?
When did He ever run away from you?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Body To Body
Body, body, bo-bo-bo-body, body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
I love the way you make me feel
When you do what youre doing to me, oh
Touching me the way you do, you know, know youve got to feel it too
When you bodys next to mine, youve got me hypnotized
Body to body
Body to body
You know I like the way you do what you do when you do it to me, oh
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
Flowing through this magic night
I love to feel you hold me tight
You are the one thats right for me
You got me feeling tingaly
Share the night with stars above
I think Ive found this thing called love
Fever running through your eyes
You are my heavenly device
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
You opened up the world to me
You changed my life so tenderly
I know you are the only one
Youre brighter than the burning sun
Dont know where youre going to
I dont care as long as Im with you
That certain sparkle in your eyes
Has got me feeling oh so high
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
I like what you do when you do all those things to me
Body to body....
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Pot
What hand
turned the wheel
threw this pot
shaped the clay?
What eyes
noticed it first
upon the shelf
picked it up?
What heart
fondled the bow
cherished the thought
embraced the gift?
What lives
put it to use
poured the wine
savored the moment?
What hand
moved in anger
threw this pot
shattered the clay?
poem by Mary Havran
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Mrs.claxon
on top of old smokey all covered in blood
we shot mrs. claxon with a 44-slug i went to
her funeral i went to her grave every body threw roses
but i threw granades they think she went to heaven
but she really went to hell but only the devil could tell
then she tried to haunt me upon the hill then all her students
came to kill you still cant kill such an evil soul cause she was
never pronounced dead.
by cheyenne brown
2102 mabert rd. portsmouth ohio.45662
poem by Cheyenne Brown
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Why Work Ourselves Hard
Hard workers are long lived that does seem a lie
For the harder you work the sooner you may die
You drive a car hard though it's engine and body is strong
It quickly wears out it does not last that long
Hard work on the ageing body does take it's toll
Relaxation is good for the muscles and the soul
A time to recover when you are feeling tired
A balance in life is the thing most desired
By sensible people who know how to relax
Too much of hard work on your health a huge tax
In a World where many are driven by greed
The more money we have the more we think we do need
Why work ourselves hard when we can live on less
The heart it lives longer without strain and stress.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Very Last Thought
What is the very last thought
that will cross my mind?
Drawing last breath, that thought
not anyone will find.
I'll take it with me
and let it inspire me
to keep me soaring high,
higher than the deep blue sky.
The thought alone is filled with love.
It will not break apart.
It will escape the body I leave behind
and seek a brand new start.
That thought will find its way
and travel to where you'll be
and when it finds its dsetination
that thought will become me.
The question in my last thought
will most probably be
whether or not you'll recognize
that the thought contains me?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Living Doll
If you had such a checkered past
Then how come youre living today
I never wanted to bring it up
But whats the writing on your forehead say
Wide awake and lost, I dont feel anything at all
This sex appeal, I cant believe thats what its called
Hey
Here comes somebodys body
Who threw me away
The one and only living doll
I never liked the colder side of her
Or anybody
I never tired of puppet shows
cause I like the way that they talk
I never wanted to bring it up
But whats the writing on your forehead say
My biggest expectations put me on her train
My biggest expectations bring me home again
Hey
Here comes somebodys body
Who threw me away
The one and only living doll
I never liked the colder side of her
Or anybody
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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This One Meal
This one meal mom just made
All this food she prepared
This one meal, I remembered
Mom and I had a deal
She said 'Just Eat It'
I stared at the bread I just bit
Watching mom throw away the leftover
Did she even think about the world hunger?
I tried to stop thinking about all this
I couldn't look at my full dish
I cannot hide it
It is too hard, ..
All the world hunger..
From which people die
All this food mom just threw away
Kidney Beans, Sausages, Potatoes...
If only she thought of what she was doing
Throwing away all this food
If only she thought
of what this food could do
save lives, prevent hunger..
Help people live their lives longer..
poem by Klaudia Kuczynska
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Kicking It Up Their Wazoo....
Who threw me this fuc*ing football?
Expecting me to kick the sh*t out of it and then run
Where are those drunken buggers?
That placed a series of bets on me
To just quit and lay it all down on the ground
Like some bleeding punk…
That's what they'd prefer to think of me...
But listen to my words you blokes
And take a lesson from my lashing tongue
When I first entered this here game of yours
I was not having any fun
But after many yards and many years
Of beating my hard earned head
Against the inside of your legalizations of protective helmets
I think I’ve finally got the bloody hang of this
And I for one intend to win…
So I ask again…Who threw me this fuc*ing football?
2008 © T Sheridan
poem by Ted Sheridan
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It Was Only Yesterday When I Said I Want Your Body
yesterday i may have been high with my
testosterone
i wanted your body to satisfy me
i was so hard on
myself demanding what may kill me
at the end,
but then i jacked off
then i turned weak and flaccid in my thoughts
the heat is over
and time to cool off from our senselessness
and hard
headedness our unreasonableness to the demands of the hard
flesh,
now i sit calm like a lotus pure around this mud
i take back my mind
i put my senses intact
i still need your love, your mind, your care, your thoughts,
and your body to just sit beside me
i do not have even the courage to touch you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Don't Tar Me
Don't you dare tar me
With that same brush
I am nothing like her
Can't you see? ?
Don't you know me by now
I thought you knew me so well
Maybe i'm wrong
Am i that hard to read? ?
I would give you the world
Ten times over
I would steal you the stars
From the sky
I would die
For our endless devotion
Die for you
In the blink of an eye
So don't you dare tar me
With that same brush
She never gave you a second thought
Don't you see? ?
I'd give you it all
My body and soul
An i'd stumble and fall
You are everything
Everything to me! ! !
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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I Thought
Tense is the arm and the head I thought,
Together the chest is august and like lead, I thought.
Too many collisions are made at once,
'By the body', says a man dead, I thought.
To see a ghost appear from nowhere
Is controversial, never said, I thought.
Find the banshee and stride in front of it,
So that the banshee is read, I thought.
Place him on a plate, the ghost I mean,
So I can eat it like I said, I thought.
Please, I'm haunted, and by a stranger,
A stranger that doesn't know it is He, I thought.
poem by Naveed Akram
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