18 Years Old
Tomorrow I'm
18 years old
I been waiting for this all my life
I get to do what I want and now I’m free
Live where I want
Do what I never done before
Date who I want to
Chase after my dream
Now I’m young adult and all grown up
I have to be responbility and make right choice
I start getting and understand life
I’m matured young lady
If I get in trouble now
I will go to jail which I will never do
I’m getting ready to be
18 years old
One day I'm going out in this world and face it’s
There is no hiding
I can’t believe this day come already
I been waiting for this day to come
I get to make my own choices now
I’m finally
18 years old
poem by Christina Phan
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Sarah Of Nii Boi Town
Sarah of 'Nii Boi Town',
I don't know who your parents are;
But one day you will intorduce them to me.
I met you many years ago and now,
You are a grown up lady ready to marry;
I really do not know much about your coverd body,
But it is very right to cover your body than to expose it.
Life has taken us so far and,
You've been in the 'Hair-Business' ever since;
For your dressing was all that attracted me,
And you've been closer to me since all these years.
You were different among the others and,
You've learnt enough and you're now a matured woman;
But life does have many rules for us to obey.
Be yourself and be ready to learn always,
For you will marry someday very soon;
You've only told me about your mother of whom,
I am yet to meet in your land of 'Hair-Business'.
Please try to hold on to your status-quo for,
I still want to know much about you;
And love is like the wind that blows about,
So be very strong on your dreams.
Life is like the waves that moves about and,
The peace of the mind is what we need always;
For you really know who i am,
And like your neighbour next door who cares.
You know my elp since all these years and,
Of the care and peace that we share;
So do stay cool and be prepared always!
For the muse of love is about to infuse your body and,
I will be waiting to hear from you once again.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Calling All Angels
Calling all angels
i need you near to the ground
i miss you dearly
can you hear me on your cloud?
All of my life
i've been waiting for someone to love
all of my life
i've been waiting for something to love
Calling all angels
i need you near to the ground
i have been kneeling
and praying to hear a sound
All of my life
i've been waiting for someone to love
all of my life
i've been waiting for something to love
Day by day
through the years
make my way
Day by day
through the years
Day by day
through the years
day by day
through the years
day by day
make my way
Day by day
through the years
day by day
day by day
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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I Sit Back And Think
I sit back and think
What do young ones really know?
How to be a mother
A friend who really knows
Then you meet a young person
With ideals and their dreams
And suddenly your face
With an adult not a kid
You know not their past
Of teething and games
That’s a life you have with your own
You look past the youthful
Way that they are
And let them be humans
And live life to the full
We use to be young
At one stage of our lives
What makes us different?
Is were older and wiser
So we like to think
So I say with a smile
To young adults of this world
I bow down low and say
Hello my friend
We may be much older
And wiser we think
But at times you surprise us
With love and wisdom
That is beyond all your years
And yes I bow and acknowledge you all
Simply because you’re our future
Leaders of tomorrow
Good luck to you all
poem by Kaila George
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Do not DELETE this or ABORT
an original from Don Allan Dinio
Every time a child is conceived,
a new life just blooms. It's God's gift!
Every time a baby is born,
another cycle of life just began. Angelic!
The very first time the baby cries,
a miracle just happened. Majestic!
The mystery in this child's life just started.
That is just wonderful!
I know you say that it is your choice but
don't forget it's the baby's ~ right to live!
Please do not DELETE this off your mind.
You got to think hard to do or not to do it.
The pressure is on you. Your life.
It is your pride versus the baby's right.
You got to ponder how in the world can you
afford to raise this child? Will you
sacrifice your future and the rest of your
life for the terrible quick mistake you made?
What kind of life would this child have?
The child is there...let him live!
The child could be a genius, a scientist,
the next president or an astrounaut.
That is just wishful thinking!
But does that really matter?
Remember, this child is your flesh and blood.
It is part of you!
Who knows this child might even save your life and many more.
Please do not ABORT!
Fifteen years from now the child will be a teenager.
Later on will be a young adult and shape his own life.
This child will be part of your joys and happiness,
fears and tears, more worries and some and more.
What child would he be? - so you may ask.
You begin to worry and it can get scary.
Life's influences on this child are so varied and many.
The friends and acquaintances the child may befriend
have tremendous effect of what he will become.
His toys, his hobbies, and his peers,
you, and the family and life as a whole
will be part of this child's personality.
This child will be fine, don't worry!
Let this one live.
Please do not DELETE this off your mind.
Thirty years or so from now this child will be a fully grown person.
This child will have a personality of his own.
This child might or could have accomplished something
really great that you can be proud of.
This child might or could done something terrible too
and you would have said and say to yourself...
'If only I knew! '
But don't take it as your fault. He is what he will become!
No one knows the future.
You should be proud you gave this child...
a choice to live instead ~
You did not ABORT!
Twenty some years ago, there was this young lady
who got pregnant and was left on her own
by someone she thought loves her and
will marry her and will live happily ever after. Huh?
DELETE that!
She thought long and hard what to do
with her pregnancy...the baby!
She was worried to death of her future,
her pride, the baby's future...just like you.
It was a tough decision, a life and death choice
to make and the baby's right to live.
This lady made the right choice -
she gave birth to her baby...a lovely beautiful baby
and turned out to be a fine lady,
a good daughter ~ You!
Please return the favor, do not ABORT!
poem by Don Allan Dinio
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Old Age, Go Away
When are we consider old?
when the years past so quickly
being a kid with no worries
to a teen with rebel ways, to parents dismay
young adult leads to a partying way
maturing thru the years to become a respected adult
responsibilities and family life changes people
before time fly, aging needs a break
for real it does, it's not fair to fly
middle aged, worn out, heading to retirement
can't wait for that day, everyone says
to tell the true I rather work, that's my pitch
getting old for the rockers and the canes
just has to stay away, I have so many things to do
see more the world, meet many people
play with the kids and the grand kids
stop that hour glass from draining
I have a lot of things on my mind
time will take my mind
the wrinkles and the gray hair can wait
same with the balding
Aging for the years can wait, oh it can wait
young and childish mind, I have
will make me feel young, well into my years
till it catches my worn broken body
Old age stay away, For I am Young
poem by Michael Peterson
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The Prodigal
I face the day again
Against the window pane.
I remain your closest friend,
And wish you back again.
You wonder how i feel;
You think you've pushed too far.
If only you could see this pen
Scribbling down my heart.
I'll be waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
But i'll be waiting,
And when i finally see you come,
I'll run when i see you--
I'll meet you.
But still the days drag on.
Why did you decide to go?
Did you only need to see
What only time can show?
I'll be waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
But i'll be waiting,
And when i finally see you come,
I'll run when i see you.
And even if
You never do return,
Still i will have learned
How to love you better.
I'll be waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
But i'll be waiting,
And when i finally see you come,
I'll run to meet you.
I'll be waiting.
I may be young or old and gray,
Counting the days,
I'll be waiting,
And when i finally see you come,
I'll run to meet you.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Youthful Fool
With youth comes happiness, or so they say.
Yet happiness is absent for those
who have been pushing youth away.
My ideals, beliefs and opinions I have built never borrowed or bought
dismissed with a wave of an adults hand
for at my age, I am not entitled to such thoughts.
For 16 years I have been under thumb, gotten my fill
yet now I'm still too young yet I fear
that if I have not learned by now, I never will.
I am force fed responsibility yet deprived of basic human rights
even conclusions of myself I am too young to draw
for even with 2 open eyes, I am blind in sight.
Sometimes I hate to think the wicked of the grown
that years of life is somehow equal to experience
as if days of life could atone.
I am entrusted with some of the largest adult behavior
I face graduation, jobs and the ability to drive
yet somehow the elders are still slavers and not saviors.
But I will hold back, stay to the side.
I will seal my lips and not threaten you
since I know well, my words could keep a 'grown adult' tongue tied.
poem by Lindsey Wolf
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A Journey in Life
Remember when. At an age so young,
When life was in the future,
And all your worries seemed so intent,
And disappointments flowed from a parents tongue
When your future only began at an age,
When you were allowed to drive a car,
Or date that someone older than you,
And you felt enclosed in a parent’s cage.
Then as you grew and your body matured,
Your future rushed in, with a sense of reality,
Where to go and what to do,
To give your life meaning, with a future assured,
Still to young to fully understand,
A parent’s wish, that you might become,
More successful in life and the path you choose,
To be better than theirs, that’s all they demand
Yet, as you age, with choices made,
Forks in the road, don’t always lead,
To the end result, and the goals intended,
For some forks are not, as they were portrayed.
Then as you grow, and time has passed,
With a family of your own with children to share
The experiences in life and the paths you took,
To guide them forward, with knowledge amassed
Just never, forget, you were once there,
At an age in life, when all was good,
And through out the years, with the passing of time,
You now understand why your parents were not fair.
poem by B.J. Ayers
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When The World Is Running Down
Turn on my V.C.R.
Same one I've had for years
James Brown on the T. A. M. I. show
Same tape I've had for years
I sit in my old car
Same one I've had for years
Old battery's running down
It ran for years and years
Turn on the radio
The static hurts my ears
Tell me where would I go
I ain't been out in years
Turn on the stereo
It's played for years and years
An Otis Redding song
It's all I own
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
Plug in my M.C.I
To exercise my brain
Make records on my own
Can't go out in the rain
Pick up the telephone
I've listened here for years
No one to talk to me
I've listened here for years
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When I feel lonely here
Don't waste my time with tears
I run 'Deep Throat' again
It ran for years and years
Don't like the food I eat
The cans are running out
Same food for years and years
I hate the food I eat
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
When the world is running down
You make the best of what's still around
song performed by by Police
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27 Years! ! ! ! !
27 years of my life-
I lived like a wife,
waiting for my husband kiss;
Which i always missed.
27 years of my life -
Waited all the nights,
To share my happiness and sadness;
And i felt it was madness.
27 years of my life-
I spent with unknown husband,
Who has time to work;
And I felt like a jerk.
27 years of my life-
I spent with boredom,
And being a loyal wife;
I lost my freedom.
After 27 years of my life-
I still feel something missing,
I still keep looking;
And still waiting.
And the next 27 years will pass by:
Without my husband near by.
poem by Anju Addanki
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Right Heart
Sometimes life can be
like a lonely dream.
One we chase for years,
never finding the right heart.
Always waiting and waiting
for it to come along.
15 January 2008
poem by David Harris
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21 Plus 4
'How old are you? '
I am 21 plus 4 years old;
And matured enough to be your wife.
My name is Joscelyn and,
My flowers are already bloomed for you;
So come into this garden of love and let us live together.
I am the sweet apples and the honey of your tea,
For you can start straight away to enjoy me as you can.
I am matured enough and ready for your love,
Because i can see love in your beautiful eyes.
Come and swing with me like the letters of 'L-O-V-E'!
For my name is Joscelyn and,
I am 21 plus 4 years old;
Matured enough to be your wife if you do care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Many Say Our Life's Journey
Many say our life's journey is fashioned from the life choices we make
That due to poor decisions the wrong road we do take
But assumptions to make to some people do come easily
The people who discount what is known as life's destiny,
The child born of parents living in poverty
Disadvantaged from birth what life choice has she or he?
Homeless as teenagers with little to eat
On the dingy sidewalks of Poverty Street
Life choices not for those of the poor streets of town
For most from there life's journey never leads to renown
Homeless as teenagers they turn to drugs and crime
And like their parents before them serve many years of jail time
Life choices are not for everyone it does seem to me
Though with me on this one many would disagree.
poem by Francis Duggan
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A Week Next June
Youre crying, cuz Ive spilt your paints
Again, but in a few short years,
Youll understand true life pain
When those baby eyes of yours,
Have turned the brightest blue,
And boys fall into them
You just wont know what to do.
And I can see you trying.
To make him understand,
And I can see him ask why
He cant be your man.
Now winters around us.
And your kisses keep me warm again,
But when the spring brings the flowers,
Will they wash away with the rain?
And when the land is wrapped in white,
Were as happy as kids could be.
Ill let you win every snowball fight,
If youll only stay with me.
And I can see you trying.
To make him understand,
And I can see him ask why
He cant be your man.
I see youre leaving,
Has march really come so soon?
I dont want to pressure you.
But can we make a date a week next june?
And I never understand.
Why you run away
Because I know hes waiting for you,
Every sunny, cloudless day.
And I can see you trying.
To make him understand,
And I can see him ask why
He cant be your man.
And I can see me trying.
To make you understand,
And I can see me ask why
I cant be your man.
song performed by by White Town
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Please Come Home
It must have been about a 100 years
At least a hundred years
I wish you would just come back
Just come back home
The day we met feels like 100 years ago
And Im still waiting with my hand right by the telephone
Yeah maybe where you are you cannot make that call
Or you cant find the pen I know its not your fault
CHORUS
My friends think Im insane
Cause I've turned old and gray
And Im still waiting and I cannot be alone
Please come home (please come home)
I watch the clock hands tick my hours turn to days
And I cant fall asleep cause I don't want to miss that ring
I know that this year your car will park outside
But I can't put my arms around the girl who took my life
REPEAT CHORUS
Its been so long
Its been about 100 years
And a million dreams since the last time
Ive seen your pretty face I would do whatever it takes
I would wait another 100 years
And if that didnt work
Maybe Ill try and see what forever feels like
But until then and I know you hear me
And whatever your doing wherever you are please come home
That day we met feels like 100 years ago
And Im still waiting for you
Baby baby wont you please come home
Please come home
Wont you please come home
Please come home
Wont you please come home (Please come home)
song performed by by Uncle Kracker
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Die Young
Goto the wind, though the wind wont help you fly at all
Your backs to the wall
Then chase the sun, and it tears away and it breaks you as you run,
You run, you run!
[chorus]
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young
Behind the smile, theres danger and a promise to be told:
You never knew.
Lifes fantasy - to be locked away and still to think youre free
Youre free, were free!
[chorus]
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young
Die young, die young
Cant you see the writing on the wall?
Die young, gonna die young
Someone stopped the pain
Goto the wind, though the wind wont help you fly at all
Your backs to the wall
Then chase the sun, and it tears away and it breaks you as you run,
You run, you run!
So live for today
Tomorrow never comes
Die young, young!
Die young, die young!
Die young, die young, young!
Die young, die young, die young, die young, die young!!
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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A man who dead at age of 33
A man who dead at age of 33
But he done the whole life
in one shot by his way
By his own by the way
They told him make this
make that
make this choice
not for that; is not good
By the way, at bay any way
But he held in his hands
All his own and he done
by his own by his way
Askin him; why u go
all the way, all this way
They insisted don't do
that; but do this
in this way, go that way
But he did what he done
all the way by his own
all his deeds in his own
by his way
May he dead young at age
of 33
and they cried for his life
short and spilt
but he never, never he cry
for his own; for his life
but he cried for their life
cause they never
never they
live for their own
for their life
he never chagrin of his choices
or never charm,
he never chained
by their choices
He never ask for goodbye
or googluck!
cause he done what he done
by his own by his way/..
poem by Sallam Yassin
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One of the most important things that I have learned in my 57 years is that life is all about choices. On every journey you take, you face choices. At every fork in the road, you make a choice. And it is those decisions that shape our lives.
quote by Mike DeWine
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Our child once grown
What if my wife revealed that she was pregnant by me?
However, what if our child one day chose simply not to believe?
In nine months and eighteen years, I need to answer this question.
Nine months for God and my wife to give birth to the little one.
Eighteen year for us to train them in the way that they should go.
But, it is our child choice in whom to believe once grown and outside our front door.
At home, our child shall be instructed about the consequences of their sin.
Our child will understand the punishment of God for sin in the end.
I will train our child up in the Godly way that they should always go.
I will show them the love of the wonderful God I personally know.
Once grown, by us, our child shall be shown how to live life righteously.
Regardless in whom they believe, they will always be our child to me.
How would I feel if in spite of everything I taught and showed our child?
Our child decided, once grown, to take another way in life for a while.
Although taught while young not to steal; once grown they stole any way.
Although taught while young not to lie; once grown they lied every day.
Would I abandon them as quickly as the rest of the world?
Would they still be the prized apple of your heart and still be daddy’s little boy or girl?
Still, there is always a chance our child might choose in God not to believe.
If our child does, it is not because of the lack of the right instructions from me.
I will love our child even if by their life they chose not to follow God.
Because no matter what our child is an important part of my heart.
In who to continue to believe that major choice of life shall be their own.
But, they are still our child though they choose not to believe or act right once grown.
poem by Reginald Walker
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Let Us Live, My Lady, When We Are Young
Tomorrow I may die young lady,
And reduced to dust may be lost in dust:
Therefore let us live when we are young
And taste of life what it offers us:
The morrow may offer nothing to us,
It is the present that matters most
When you are young and budding like a rose.
Tomorrow this beauteous figure may fade
Time my lady shall not wait
And meanwhile youth shall pass.
Let us live, my lady, when we are young;
When my heart aches at missing your sight;
When with warmth I can clasp you in my arms;
When you are rich in your figure
When your touch sends ripples through my body
When your kiss makes life worth living,
Let us live, my lady, when we are young.