Discovering Your Own Soul
I stand before the mighty men.
The mighty mice.
Each has their own device.
Their own vice.
A substance to abuse.
A place to become confused.
A playground for the lost.
A walk upon ones own grave.
Looking down on it as if it ain't really there.
Looking for a alternate realty out of despair.
An utterance of curse words as they prepare in the body heart and mind.
And as this all becomes one.
They come to know this is their soul.
An embodiment of them, and as much as they try they really can never own it.
Yet it is connected in every single way.
A clone that will return to the earth one day.
A energy as powerful lighting that strikes without mercy.
A course not mapped to very last instant.
The postive and negative attract.
The solar bodies on a micro level interact.
It is as far as one can see.
No closer to the demon has one ever achieved.
Yet we believe it to be with certainty.
A absolute of failures.
We become of either of the arrogant or of the insane.
Either way I will not complain.
For I make my own way.
A process in which I pray for extra day.
An extra month, an extra year.
An extended stay.
I do not believe in fear.
I know it believes in me.
But I open my eyes and I already can see what is already in front me.
I already know what I do not need.
Just bury the greed.
Plant the unborn seed.
Strike upon the dirt.
Jump in.
Make splash upon the converts.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A little extra, from an extra ordinary woman
She goes out of her way and travels that extra mile
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She consoles you, smiles with you, cries with you and for you
A little extra than anyone else
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She spends on you a little extra than she does on her own self
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She uses her extra strength and wisdom to pick you up when you fall
She blinds her sight to your imperfections
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She loves you a little extra just to stand out different
From all those who love you
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She starves herself so that you may eat a little extra
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She forgives you all the time
Even when you guilty mind knows you don’t deserve such kindness
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She may not be the most perfect woman but
She is indeed an extra ordinary woman
She is your mother, your wife, your fiancee, your girlfriend
Your sister, your grandmother and your daughter
You best appreciate her
poem by Grace Mdemu
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Extra Lovable
I wanna rap a little bit, oh!
Yeah!
Baby, U got somethin' that would make
A many hippie mighty proud
U got a dozen little sexy tricks
That doesn't seem that Miss U.S. would even allow
Never do U boast like the other girls
Who think they found a love 2 flaunt it (I never hear U brag)
And what I dig the most is that U keep it in your hand
Until I, until I, until I want it
CHORUS:
If ever honey U need someone 2 take a shower with girl
Call me up and scream
Extra lovable, honey don't U wanna, don't U wanna
Take a bath with me?
Listen..
Baby, U could turn my mama on
She's just as straight, just as straight as straight can be
Even though my daddy's gone
Come back just 2 haunt U, come back just 2 haunt U mystically
(Yes he will)
Baby, I know my rap is hard
Not as hard as what's behind door (dig it), door number pants
Baby, U're so sure, I'd love 2 see U dancin' naked
Ooh sugar, I wanna see U dance
CHORUS
Don't U wanna get, don't U wanna get off?
Baby, U got something that would make
A many hippie mighty proud (Then play it loud!)
U got a dozen little sexy tricks
That doesn't seem that Miss U.S., ooh, would even allow
Yeah, never do U boast like the other girls
Who think they found a love 2 flaunt it
(Oh, play with this love, yeah, let me tell ya)
What I dig the most is the way that U keep your sugar in your hand
Till I want it
If ever honey U need someone 2 take a shower with mama (There it is)
Call me up and scream
Extra lovable, honey don't U wanna, don't U wanna
Take a bath with me?
Ooh, sugar baby, U're so fine
What say U and me go 2 my place and make some time?
I'm not that popular yet, so if U want, I'm yours
"I don't want anyone 2 see what we're gonna do"
Think U better shut the door
(Ooh!)
Do U know what I'm talkin' about? (I say ooh ooh!)
If U know it, let me hear U say it baby (I say ooh!)
I can't hear U (Ooh ooh!)
Purple politicians, sing it (Ooh!)
Come on, 2 times, sing it (Ooh ooh!)
One time (Ooh!)
2 times (Ooh ooh!)
I wanna rap a little bit (One time, ooh!)
I said my daddy might be dead
But he'll know what is she (Anybody, 2 times, ooh ooh!)
Heaven knows I told him
She's bad as U could be (One time, ooh!)
Oh, yeah (2 times, say ooh ooh!)
(Ooh!)
Extra lovable, extra lovable
(U got it, 2 times, say ooh ooh!)
(Ooh!)
(2 times, say ooh ooh!)
Would anybody care 2 get naked?
Extra lovable {x3}
(Ooh!)
Extra lovable (Ooh ooh!)
Here we go, come on (Ooh!)
Extra lovable (2 times, ooh ooh!)
Extra lovable (Ooh!)
Extra lovable (2 times, ooh ooh!)
Extra lovable (One time, say ooh!)
Everybody (Ooh ooh!) (Extra lovable)
Lisa (Ooh!) (Can U feel it, baby?)
Bobby Z, say it (Ooh ooh!) (U got 2 say it loud)
Doctor (Ooh!)
Hey Dez, don't U like my band? (Ooh ooh!) (Gotta, gotta say it loud)
Everybody, Brownmark say (Ooh!) (Everybody else sing it)
Brownmark, Brownmark say (Ooh ooh!) (Extra lovable)
I can't hear U, say (Ooh!)
This ain't just about your body, baby
It's about your mind (Ooh ooh!)
Come on and take the drop, baby
And spare some time (Ooh!)
I'm on the verge of rape
I don't think U heard me (Ooh ooh!)
I'm on the verge of rape
I'm on the..
I'm sorry, but I'm just gonna have 2 rape U
Now are U going 2 get into the tub or do I have 2 drag U?
Don't make me drag U
I can be very cruel
Yeah!
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Huh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Huh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Oh, oh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Ooh!)
If U don't stop the groove (Ooh ooh!)
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do
(That's right) (Ooh ooh ooh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do
(Wait a minute) (Ooh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do (Ooh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do {fade out}
(Break Wendy, huh!) (Ooh!) (Huh!)
If U don't stop the groove
Extra lovable beat tell your body what 2 do
song performed by by Prince
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Anything To Be Happy
What would you do for a touch of happiness
Would you run that extra distance
Would you spend that extra hour
Would you show that extra effort
What would you do for a touch of happiness
Would you feel that extra pain
Would you spend that extra cash
Would you drive that extra mile
What would you do for a touch of happiness
People would do anything to be happy
It is something they need
They do the “extras”
When it is all quite simple
Happiness comes from the inside
poem by Paul Celano
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Mitochondrial Eve
Mitochondrial Eve
Within the heart of Me
Is the Mother of my kind
She IS the feminine Mind.
She came to me and told me tales
Of Adam's rib and primordial snails
And lighting strikes and storms of hail.
And when She did attempt
To return the extra rib.
This mortal man earth bound,
Was no where to be found.
So off she flew to heaven
And listened for the sound.
Soon She heard the heart beat
Within Her very soul
As She watched the birth
Of humankind silently unfold
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Claim To Fame
Talk-talk, yak-yak
Watch you pull that old one track
Get it up and get it back
Making it upon your back
No space, no rent
The moneys gone, its all been spent now
Tell me bout your claim to fame
Now aint that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something bout a claim to fame
Ooohhh sweet mama, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
Wet lips, dry now
Ready for that old hand out, now
Aint that some claim to fame
Spaced out, spaced in
The heads round, the squares flat
Aint that some claim to fame
Now tell me aint that some claim to fame
Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something, something bout some claim to fame
Ooohhh-wheee sweet mama, extra, extra, something
Something bout your claim to fame
Yeah now
I said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
I said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh mama, said now, extra, extra
Something bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something bout a
About a, about a, something bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something bout a
bout a, bout a, something bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
Oh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something bout your claim to fame
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Rapid Roy
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "baby"
He got another one that just say "hey"
But every sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He's the best driver in the land
He say that he learned to race a stock car
By runnin' shine outta alabam'
Oh the demolition derby
And the figure eight
Is easy money in the bank
Compared to runnin' from the man
In oklahoma city
With a 500 gallon tank
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "baby"
He got another one that just say "hey"
And sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
Yeah roy so cool
That racin' fool he don't know what fear's about
He do a hundred thirty mile an hour
Smilin' at the camera
With a toothpick in his mouth
He got a girl back home
Name of dixie dawn
But he got honeys all along the way
And you oughta hear 'em screamin'
For that dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
Oh rapid roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve
He got a tattoo on his arm that say "baby"
He got another one that just say "hey"
But every sunday afternoon he is a dirt track demon
In a '57 chevrolet
song performed by by Jim Croce
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A Sunday Prayer 12
Dear Lord as I pray to you today
for help for all of us everywhere
to get through another day.
There are some in this world,
who need an extra blessing from you.
Their quality of life is not what it should be.
They are look on by some
as burden to our society.
They are pointed at with fingers,
by those showing little or no respect.
It is for these individuals that I want
you to give an extra blessing today.
Those among us who cannot
for whatever reason defend themselves.
Some have suffered terrible injuries
by either life or accident.
They need extra care from you
to see their lives through.
So as I finish this prayer
for Sunday my Lord.
Could you give them
a little extra of your time?
poem by David Harris
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S-e-x-x-y
Dressed only in clothes
From her head to her toes
This is the way
The talking part goes
S-e-x-x-y
More than enough
Around the clock with nobody else
S-e-x-x-y
There she is
Standing on the bed
Cookie in one hand, wig on her head
S-e-x-x-y
X because its extra baby
Y because its extra baby
Unnoticed by few
Very very few
And that includes you
Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
Secret agent spy, come to see why
S-e-x-x-y
One finger nail
Across your back
Babys first gold tooth initials inscribed
S-e-x-x-y
X because its extra baby
Y because its extra baby
You gotta understand
She wants to be your man
Shes got another plan
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Look inside your mind
Look inside your eye
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You gotta understand
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song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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It's not how much you do, it's how often you do it. It simply doesn't matter if you make some monumental effort at any given time. You have it in your to give that extra little bit. You know that you could add that finishing touch. You know you can take that extra step.
quote by Marilyn Moats Kennedy
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Loving all those mistakes
all the alls the extra s
mistake in tenses
how i so strangely love them
in all my poems
they make my poems
come alive
alive with a human touch
the missed s,
the extra f
a classic touch they give
to my poems
as if they are work of old
weather beaten
socrates' laws
on stones
the T turing into I
shakespeare's misspelt lady macbetf
dickens' forgotten ghot
wordsworth extra clouds
i love all the mispelt words
in a classic way
the rawness my poem run
over the computer
into a world that has
given up
up pen and ink
for the written words
the human touch
of old time poetry
that runs fluid as
the blood in my veins
i love all the human touch
in my poem
all the mispelt words
i love each missed s,
each extra f
i missed too
the pen and ink
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A War Song to Englishmen
Prepare, prepare the iron helm of war,
Bring forth the lots, cast in the spacious orb;
Th' Angel of Fate turns them with mighty hands,
And casts them out upon the darken'd earth!
Prepare, prepare!
Prepare your hearts for Death's cold hand! prepare
Your souls for flight, your bodies for the earth;
Prepare your arms for glorious victory;
Prepare your eyes to meet a holy God!
Prepare, prepare!
Whose fatal scroll is that? Methinks 'tis mine!
Why sinks my heart, why faltereth my tongue?
Had I three lives, I'd die in such a cause,
And rise, with ghosts, over the well-fought field.
Prepare, prepare!
The arrows of Almighty God are drawn!
Angels of Death stand in the louring heavens!
Thousands of souls must seek the realms of light,
And walk together on the clouds of heaven!
Prepare, prepare!
Soldiers, prepare! Our cause is Heaven's cause;
Soldiers, prepare! Be worthy of our cause:
Prepare to meet our fathers in the sky:
Prepare, O troops, that are to fall to-day!
Prepare, prepare!
Alfred shall smile, and make his harp rejoice;
The Norman William, and the learnèd Clerk,
And Lion Heart, and black-brow'd Edward, with
His loyal queen, shall rise, and welcome us!
Prepare, prepare!
poem by William Blake
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A True Friend
God knew that in my earth life,
I'd need a good true friend.
Someone extra special,
and He knew just who to send.
Thank you for your friendship,
and for always being there.
Friends like you are priceless,
not to mention, very rare.
Your door is always open
to extend a listening ear.
You go the extra mile,
every day of every year.
When this life is over,
and we meet in heaven's sky,
our friendship will continue,
for good friendships never die
poem by Ron Tranmer
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Playground Love
Im a high school lover, and youre my favorite flavor
Love is all, all my soul
Youre my playground love
Yet my hands are shaking
I feel my body remains, themes no matter, Im on fire
On the playground, love.
Youre the piece of gold the flushes all my soul.
Extra time, on the ground.
Youre my playground love.
Anytime, anyway,
Youre my playground love.
song performed by by Air
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My Self
My self is nothing
You are doing well n extra ordinary
That’s all are saying
Book in my hand
Eye at my book
Thinking I don’t know where
I am reading, they are saying
Six years has passed away
Four type of courses has been changed
There is not any qualification is looking
I am doing well n extra ordinary
That’s all are saying
Ten hours per day I spent at pc
Looking new sites and searching new thing
I say them I want to write
But I don’t know alternate of ‘not out’
What they are looking, not I am doing.
poem by Ainan Ahmad
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A Beggar's Prayer
Precious Lord;
I have much to ask,
and you have much to do;
But Lord,
I need your Mighty strength...
for I know not what to do.
I know my place is humble,
and you are the King of Kings;
But Lord,
I need your Mighty strength...
for I know not what to do.
I'm certain that I am unworthy,
of your mercy and saving grace;
But Lord,
I need your Mighty strength...
for I know not what to do.
I walk the road that I choose,
and stumble most of the time;
But Lord,
I need your Mighty strength...
for I know not what to do.
I want to walk your path,
and help others along the way;
But Lord,
I need your Mighty strength...
for I know not what to do.
I ask for your guidance,
in setting my feet back straight;
But Lord,
I need your Mighty strength...
for I know not what to do.
I turn to you O Lord,
with open arms and bleeding heart;
Because Lord,
I need your Mighty strength...
for You alone know what to do.
poem by George Aul
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Esp
Strength to have extra perception
Extra perception to know
that evil is lurking inside my brain
Evil is making a home of my heart
Extra Sensory Perception...
If only I had the strength to
let go and not try to escape...
poem by Justin Schaefer
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Tonight
Tonight is a extra special night.
Not only because the stars are shing extra sparkley
Or because the moon is full of love and joy.
Tonight is extra special because
I am with you under the pail sky lying together making eachother laugh. Telling eachother what we want to here.
Listening to the grass willow beneath us.
While we whisper in eachother's ear.
One's hoping for a little midnight walk or maybe even a midnight kiss
poem by Makayla Straight
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Coalition
Since we five made a coalition
And have this body run
I have to be extra-careful
And have to make each of them
Extra-careful.
Since we five made a coalition
And have this body run
We should have patience
To achieve extraordinary win.
Coalition drama is not
Suit the situation
In coalition everybody
Has narrow partition
In coalition one can not
called for explanaion
Coalition is a pattern
That is only in our nation.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Pocketful Of Rainbows
(words & music by wise - weisman)
I dont worry
Whenever skies are gray above
Got a pocketful of rainbows
Got a heart full of love
Mister heartache
Ive found a way to make him leave
Got a pocketful of rainbows
Got a star up in my sleeve
Kiss me extra tender
Hold me extra tight
cause Im savin your sweetness
For a lonely night, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
No more teardrops
Now that Ive found a love so true
I got a pocketful of rainbows
Got an armful of you
Kiss me extra tender
Hold me extra tight
cause Im savin your sweetness
For a lonely night, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
No more heartaches
Now that Ive found a love so true
Got a pocketful of rainbows
And an armful of you
Rainbows...
Rainbows...
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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