My Addiction
Its an addiction, and their is no stopping it. Writing what could be considered books. Remember their looks, down to the very last detail. Fiction or fantasy, the stories envelope my very being. I become part of it. Drifting in and out. A catatonic state. A slap in a face. And i hear the words wake up. If only others could see what i see. The colors mean nothing, without them you will compensate. Draw a picture full of words. That brings to life all that which relates. Sometimes its angels, sometimes its demons. But their is always something that can be learn from it. It is my history of my memories written in fantasy. Coded to protect those i speak of. No matter what they did. I do not name names. Or create false claims. At times i might seem insane, and just maybe that's what i want you to believe. So i don't draw to much attention to my self. Be simple, yet so complex that people around you become vexed by your action. Feed them sh*t and keep them in the dark, as was once said to me. Don't bring strays home you can't feed. Don't start something you can't finish. Don't believe everything you hear. Theirs a lesson in every aspect of life. I'm still just a kid compared to someone twice my age. And i feel as hard as I've had it, that man still knows more and is wiser. So remember even if such a person treats you like sh*t. Still you must not lash out against them. But instead try to understand them. For we are all ignorant of something. To think we are better then others is flawed no matter who you are. To be shallow is a mistake in which i will not participate. Let them die not ever knowing who you really are. Or what your really about. Is a very lonely existence. To have expectation dashed in such a way is cruel and unjustified but it happens. Their a first for everything.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Words between words
Words between words
~
I try and say most things subtle
To slip words between words
In the hope you will read and hear
Sometimes I speak with blunt honesty
Sometimes wish I just didn’t speak
Sketching in secret characters
Telling stories built on fantasy
When a subtle look reveals
The obvious biography
Those words between words
What I write, what I speak
I understand words more than people
Words always seem easy
We all have things we wish to say
Some are said, others kept
All that is written then spoken
Are words between words
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Oh Can You Feel Me, Hear Me See Me.
OH Can you feel the pain in my heart as I see the pain in your eyes
Can you hear me cry at night as I hear you cry?
I give you my all even though you see me crumble
You are my sister
I’m hear for you
No matter how near or far you may be
As I sit and reflect on my hard times there nothing compared to yours
May Allah give us strength
Keep us strong
Guide us well
Remember no matter what
I’m hear my sister
24-7
No matter how much struggle there is for me
I’m hear for you
As you have been for me
poem by mariam khan Farah Abdulahi
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Faculty
Sometimes it seems so hard to work out the words,
and then again it seems not hard at all. Just write,
is as simple as that. There are times i can't seem to
work the words, other times the words come up
bubbling in my head with character and meaning.
At times i feel challenged by other writers, and i
begging to doubt my ability to work the words,
i simple read another writer and then i know i have
nothing to be worry about. I understand then that my
contest is with myself and not with other writers.
We all think about the same things, because once
in our life’s we all go through the same situations.
We all have the brain to create anything in our heads.
There’s nothing that i can't do if i focus and if i
don't focus; “you see” this word- focus is meaningful
in some ways, we need the focus, but in poetry we
need more the fantasy in our thoughts, the meaning
to our words, focusing can be important, but if your
head is not in the mood, there’s not going to be any
words bubbling up, even though you don’t need it so
much, because you can create a poem out of anything.
There’s one thing about writing, and reading poetry,
understanding the meaning behind the words.
Every word or phrase has a meaning behind, this is
where readers need to understand; for example-if i'm
drinking away my sorrows, it can mean, crying my
heart out, it can mean, i need to forget, it can mean,
a big hangover, it can mean, sleeping out in the porch,
it can mean, forgetting all you did last night; how many
things out of a phrase. Right know I would just like
to be in my cabin and sit right in front of the fire-place
with a bottle of wine and enjoy my pastoral life while
i write, amazing things.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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With A List Of Myths
Remember this...
Your curiosity,
Is not my fantasy to feed.
If you find that I have become boring.
Remember this...
Your curiosity,
Is not my fantasy to feed.
Nor am I concerned about hospitality.
So...
I hope you didn't come here,
With a list of myths and expectations.
Since,
I will only entertain you...
With a performance that disappoints.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Home Again
Ive been away for much too long
I hope you still feel I belong
I didnt mean to cause you pain
Nothin to lose, much more to gain
So can you stand the rain?
Just when I thought that we were through
I found my way right back to you
I cant change what happened in the past
And wont promise this time it would last
Can you stand the rain?
(can you stand the rain? )
So on the story goes
Heaven only knows
The road of life will turn
A lesson we will learn
And no one knows but fate how well end
People who know
They say you cant go
'home again
But if you ask me
Im happy to be home again
I stand here all alone confused
cause I like living with or without you
Will our story end
Like a fairy tail
Or just another heartbreak
Only time will tell
So on the story goes
Heaven only knows
The road of life will turn
A lesson we will learn
And no one knows but fate how well end
People who know
They say you cant go
'home again
But if you ask me
Im happy to be home again
(home again)
No matter where
No matter how
No turning back
No stopping now
cause we may never ever pass this way again
Just give me one more chance
Let me come home again
So on the story goes
Heaven only knows
The road of life will turn
A lesson we will learn
And no one knows but fate how well end
People who know
They say you cant go
'home again
But if you ask me
Im happy to be home again
(spoken):
So now you kinda understand the story, right
Me and the fellas trying to bring this back together
Just like old times
Yall know when it used to be ronnie, bobby, ricky, mike, ralph, johnny
Take it back like that
So fellas, lets take this record home
And this time, lets stay there
song performed by by New Edition
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These Are Just Years
i thought home is where we went when we fell out of favour
ive since learned that home is where we go to learn what favours are
home is a language we all understand
and this is how the language came to me
i realise
home is where we dont feel things
fortune has arranged that the language wont abandon us
it never will abandon us
if you dont miss your home
i cant remember much about my home
when im away from...
home, where were welcome
we appear to be like you
the were welcome when we
appear to be alike
living in fiction
just seems much better than living in words
if you live in fiction
homes no match for a word
ever existence
the more you go on the same as before
the more you light up the same as this time
the more you sing
all your songs about
all your...
living in fiction
is much more better than living in words
if you live in fiction
homes much better than words
living in fiction
just seems much better than living in words
if you live in fiction
then homes no better than words
im in fiction [x6]
and what i see it seems so standard
it always seems that youre left stranded [x6]
why dont you look beond
the village wall?
look beyond the village wall
weve got four walls at home
got four walls at home
and these walls around your head
thats what they are
theyre walls around your head
an empty head is creative
and direct me
to where you come from
and what you thought you knew
where you come from
[?]
home is the most overused word [x4]
love is the most overused word
just are the most overused words
picture this the most
song performed by by Idlewild
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My Words To Be Written
Words can be said, they can be written
they can be funny or sad or informed
words are sought after by everyone
papers, scripts, books, letters or texts
they can gossip, tattle or lie
honest, trust worthy, confusing
written to story or rhyme to rhythm
they can be found in our minds
written or printed they are strong
brought together the bring magic
imaginations, fantasy, real life
many stories and songs by words
have touched the soul with in
my words are to enlighten and entertain your mind
to put you in places we never dreamed
and to think I could of done that
my words to you is my soul to share
written with love, hate and sorrow
take the time to enjoy the words
words make ours dreams come true
poem by Michael Peterson
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Heart of Gold (-for my mother)
I was not the person I appeared to be-
In your eyes, I was different.
Although you never told me-
In your spoken words, I was like all of the others-
So many times you had hurt me deeply,
Through your spoken words and through your eyes,
I could never do right-
The slap of your hand across my face
When I was none but a child of six, even before the words came out-
Told me I was a bad girl- I wept and you just walked past me.
Roses grew in my father’s garden, plentifully and beautifully, in the summertime,
Our home was a palace- my father was the king and you were the queen.
When flowers blossomed in the springtime and
Leaves changed colors in the autumn- snow would fall in the wintertime-
No matter the season, you were the one with the friendly smile and the life of the party-
We were the perfect family though I could almost say- though secretly- I hated you.
I was only fourteen years old when I broke down and they put me away-
I used to think that if you did love me, I never would have known.
The bird that could not fly and the child that did not grow up-
The young woman, who heard voices nobody else heard, saw sights no one else saw-
Everybody was a threat except for those who lived inside the world I had fabricated.
I was not the person I appeared to be- the act you forced me to put on-
To be like everybody else, I could never be.
I wept myself the night father told me how you cried every night I was locked inside
The world of my delusions and locked inside that place where
People like me were put away- and a month before you passed away,
I remember reading the words inscribed across the yellow lined paper-
That you had always loved me and I was the most important person in your life.
Through those written words, I could see the pain written across your face and
For the first time, the love you felt for me shone through your soulful brown eyes-
It was the ticking of the wall clock that made me understand, was
Keeping time and telling me that in just a short time you would be gone, and
To be departed from this world forever.
I am alone now and your ashes have been scattered at sea,
As had been your final wish and desire-
A woman who had lived a life of suffering and
Who was not there for me because she could not be, only because
She had been locked inside a world of her own despair,
A survivor of a life filled with tragedy and pain, but
Having grown, I can understand and hear the beating of a golden heart, and
Tears cried out of love for a child who had lost her sanity at an age so young-
I would remember more than
Flowers blossoming, leaves changing colors and snow falling,
Year after year, and the agony of growing up in a family I believed at the time
Did not care or understand-, but I would remember those precious words inscribed
Across yellow lined paper- then I would pick a flower and tuck it behind my ear,
Continue my journey through this life and always keep in mind as I listen,
In my fondest memory- the ocean’s waves lapping against the shore where
Your ashes were scattered twenty years past and
The beating of your golden heart…
Claudia Krizay
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Feeling Abandon and Lost Inside
The first thing that I should do is look in the mirror and say what is my name,
This is one reason why I feel so abandon and lost inside,
There is times that I cannot even remember who's my family or friends,
Yes, if you had this feeling lost inside then you would see what it feels like to be me,
As I think of this tears come rolling down my eyes,
Because I feel like my life is hidden away is a deep dark disguise.
Having these feelings or thoughts give me a roller coaster of emotions,
As it makes feel like a freak or a failure or like a creature feature.
Forgetting the memories of my life is hard, and it hurts,
I hope that if you are someone that reads this that you take in what I am trying to say,
Those memories are the ways in life that we will always remember when it is to laugh, cry or smile.
There probably will be a time in our life when those thoughts will be gone.
So please try to take in any and all the memories of your life,
Because as I said earlier it will hard to remember those precious moments,
It is hard, but for me to remember things I have to write my feelings and memories down into words.
For me to even remember life.
Thank you, Lord for giving me this chance to still live.
By Frank Pulver
July 10,2011
poem by Frank Pulver
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Love Me For What I Am
We fell in love
On the first night that we met
Together
Weve been happy
I have very few regrets
The ordinary problems
Have not been hard to face
But lately little changes
Have been slowly taking place
Youre always finding something
Is wrong in what I do
But you cant rearrange my life
Because it pleases you
(*) youve got lo love me
For what I am
For simply being me
Dont love me
For what you intend
Or hope that I will be
And if youre only using me
To feed your fantasy
Youre really not in love
So let me go
I must be free
If what you want
Isnt natural for me
I wont pretend to keep you
What I am I have to be
The picture of perfection
Is only on your mind
For all your expectations
Love can never be designed
We either take each other
For evrything we are
Or leave the life
Weve made behind
And make another start
Repeat (*)
And if yore only using me
To feed your fantasy
Youre really not in love
So let me go
I must be free
Youre really not in love
So let me go
I must be free
song performed by by Carpenters
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History?
Has history taught us nothing
but tales and ancient lies?
All wrapped up in stories
not told us by the wise?
Told by the vicars who consecrated death
Told by the rulers
with power in their breath.
Passed on in written words
in books the masses read,
never questioned, never disputed
in the minds they lead.
Slanted stories still present
right to our present day.
Foes of peace seen as heroes
in ungodly ways
and as we live the history writers
will pen each blazing act
as benificent for these difficult times,
more fiction than true fact.
So those who follow in our steps
will read our history book
and what they read will be fantasy
with a different look.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Beautiful (remix)
Everyday is so wonderful, then suddenly, it's hard to breathe
Now and then i get insecure, from all the pain
I'm so ashamed
I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring me down
So don't you bring me down today
To all your friends your delirious
So comsumed in all your doom
Trying hard to feel the emptiness, the peace is gone,
Left the puzzle undone ,is that the way it is?
You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring you down
'Cause you are beautiful in every single way
Yes words can'tbring you down
So don't you bring me down today
No matter what we do
No matter what we say
We're the song inside the tune, full of beautiful mistakes
And every were we go the sun will always shine
And tomorrow we might awake up on the other side
'Cause we are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes words won't bring us down
Ohh, i ,ohhhh
So don't you bring me down Ohh, i ,ohhhh today.....
song performed by by 50 Cent
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My Fantasy Girl (Song Lyric) :
If you mislead me girl.
Mislead me in the wrong direction.
Please feed me girl.
Feed me with a little protection.
You're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough for me.
You're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough to see.
You're my fantasy girl.
And I will see you in my dreams..
If you see me girl.
Heading in the wrong direction.
Please protect me girl.
Protect me with your deepest affection.
You're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough for me.
Your my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough to see.
You're my fantasy girl.
And I will see you in my dreams..
If you stop me girl.
From going in the wrong direction.
Please stop me girl.
You have my deepest authorization.
You're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough for me.
You my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough to see.
You're my fantasy girl.
And I will see you in my dreams.
If you love me girl.
Love me, with your loving desires.
Please love me girl.
Love me, with a love that will lift me higher.
'Cause you're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough for me.
Yo're my fantasy girl.
And that's not enough to see.
Your my fantasy girl.
And I will see you in my dreams.
I will see you in my dreams..
Song-Lyric-By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1983,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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I Will Be Right Here (feat. David Campbell)
How can I say how much you've done for me
How much I have just knowing I had you
You touched my world
And I'll never be the same
You touched my heart
And now everything has changed
You are the one in this life I'll remember
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
Wherever you are
My heart is with you
No matter how far
I'll always be near
Whenever you need me
I will be right here
There'll always be a part of you with me
I hope there'll be a part of me with you
Just call my name
And I'll hear you on the wind
Just close your eyes
And I'll find you once again
Just know that I'm on your side and remember
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
Wherever you are
My heart is with you
No matter how far
I'll always be near
Whenever you need me
I will be right here
And when the wind touches you
It will touch me too
And the same star you see
Will be the one that shines on me
I'll be here when you need me
I'll be here anytime
Baby I'm on your side so remember
I will be right here
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
Wherever you are
My heart is with you
No matter how far
I'll always be near
Whenever you need me
I will be right here
I will be right here
I will be right here
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Remember me
Remember me
~
remember me
not as I said goodbye
but as I led my life
the memories I left behind
the values I kept
remember me
in all these ways
should we not meet again
let not our last words
be a simple goodbye
but a, I love you
hope to see you soon
and take care
remember me
for all my words
without false promise
without malice
I tried to be kind
I kept to a truth
remember me
for how I lived
not how I left you
poem by Matthew Holloway
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When I’m lonely
When I’m lonely
i think for bit,
why do i feel
this bitter loneliness
When I’m lonely
I see people around me
MAKING ME feel
more lonely & everything
still seems the same
When I'm lonely
I sit at home
hold my pen,
take my copybook
& start writing poems
writing what sad life i have
When I'm lonely
I scream at the world
why people become more
selfish & betrayers
Why do I have to be lonely,
Is there no one can understand Me
When I’m lonely
I imagine there is Only
Me in this world,
Just me being lonely
it's better than being with people,
Cause there is no one
Can understand Me
When I’m lonely
I close my eyes,
and I hope to wake up
To surprise,
I hope to find
Some one who'd truely understand Me
Not loneliness to guide me
When I’m lonely
I Come close from God
and then i find that
there is nothing better than
being close from God,
Cause there is no one can understand
except the God,
.................When I’m lonely
..............I put a fake smile on my
.......Face and cheat the
.........................whole world by it.
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poem by Oussama samouna
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A dammed sight
A dammed sight
~
I’m growing old
My eyes failing
Still I see the underbelly
That dark side of man
I know its smell
That stink we hide from
I hear it everyday
Lies and betrayal
Backstabbing stories
Made to protect and attack
I’m growing old
My minds fleeting
But still I know
Still I remember
The hard lesson learnt
Those that beat me
Left me whimpering
Like a little child
Fail and scared
My skin should be tough
Hard like a rhinos
But it’s soft, still
Easily cut
There are years ahead of me
Years of lies, stories
Being hurt and cut
Watching the world
With worn out tired eyes
Fighting quietly
Not making much sound
I’m growing old
Too old I feel at times
To be knowing this
And to be seeing that
I know and I see
I’ve heard and I remember
The stink in the underbelly
The dark side of man
It carries on daily
Weekly, yearly
And still I see it
Still I see it
poem by Matthew Holloway
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It's Been A *Bleh* Day
I got homework tonight
I doubt I'm gonna do it
Maybe I'll take it and finish it
or i'll speed right through it
or i'll go home and lie down
with my sketchbook and pen in hand
and draw my night away
Not being able to erase
Drawing the night away
And maybe
Just maybe everything evil will go away
And turn out okay
No matter how hard i think my life is
No matter how hard it is to smile
I'll always try
I'll think of you and it will be all fine
You're a good friend to have in
a sad time like this
When i wake up tomorrow morning,
it'll be another *bleh* day
It'll be a new day
A fallen dream
poem by Lost Princess
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Any Good Gesture
You must be grateful for any good gesture
That has been offered to you for sure
Never think big or small for returning obligation
It is so when you are leading a delegation
In every aspect of life it stands tall
No matter how big you are or small
You got to say thank you with welcome
Whatever may be the result or outcome?
Try for a suitable word to reciprocate
If you retain within then it will suffocate
You will be burdened under obligation
That will be enough against personality and lead to negation
If you find no word for appreciation
Try to remain calm with mere reconciliation
Try to show that you care for every move
In times to come you may try and prove
I shall be first person to share grief
Even though I may be silent and brief
But what should I do if I find no expression?
Never mind but stay till the end with session
I shall wait for tears to come to the rescue
If situation becomes demanding and due
I shall speak no words but reciprocate
With smiling face and surely indicate
The words will have to match
Every move must adhere to and catch
The attention of others for fair response
As it will be key to your very much existence
Words are simplest way of carrying people
That may prove how much you are capable
Nothing will mar your success
than in the wake of some setbacks
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Remember Me
Remember me in hard times, in times of pain and sorrow,
remember your fellow man in hope of his dreams for tomorrow.
Remember what its like to be hated, and remember that they hated me first;
remember the words that I tell you, listen and fell no remorse.
Remember what I did for you, how I lead you from the hard-ache and pain, remember how you never thanked me, remember that you never praised my name.
I AM, who I AM, and who I'm meant to be, I am the one who you once loved, although you could never see. I delivered you from your owners, because you are one like me, remember how I loved you so, how my blood dripped from thee.
Remember of my coming, remember that I came, remember that I'm coming again, remember my blessed name. Remember how I died, remember that I rose again, remember everything I took for you especially the retched pain. Remember of my scares both mentally and physically for me, remember that I loved you, that I did this so you can be free. Remember of my tears, and red sweat that dripped from me, remember how it was never easy to set my own people free. Remember of my sacrifice, the death of my son on a tree, remember that no other action can equal to a greater sacrifice than me.
Remember those who love you, forgive those who don't, pray for those who hurt you, and love those who won't. Remember your brothers and sisters, not just because of relation to thee, remember them because I asked of you, will you listen to your savior's plea? Feed them if there hungry, anoint them if there sick, shelter them if there homeless, and do this oh so a quick. Do this in remembrance of me, because since I did it for you, and you do it for thee, then it might truly show.....that no one has forgotten me.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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