A Lesson Learned
I just have think of the happy times we had.
I should be happy that I met you, but instead deep inside I feel sad.
Just because I never said the things to you that mattered most,
and now it’s too late, I hope you can forgive me…
I have to bury this relationship, but it still haunts me like a ghost.
For what we had or could of is buried in the ground,
Maybe we never knew each other, just two people playing around.
Too scared to get to close, but too scared to let go,
Feeling quite confused and afraid to let it show.
It ended in such madness with only leaving a question mark,
“Of what if and what now? ”
I know it left us not as friends,
but only foes,
maybe in time we will really know.
So whatever I did to you that made you so mad,
it was a learning lesson for me and that I should be glad.
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A Lesson Learned
I just have think of the happy times we had.
I should be happy that I met you, but instead deep inside I feel sad.
Just because I never said the things to you that mattered most,
and now it's too late, I hope you can forgive me…
I have to bury this relationship, but it still haunts me like a ghost.
For what we had or could of is buried in the ground,
Maybe we never knew each other, just two people playing around.
Too scared to get to close, but too scared to let go,
Feeling quite confused and afraid to let it show.
It ended in such madness with only leaving a question mark,
"Of what if and what now? "
I know it left us not as friends,
but only foes,
maybe in time we will really know.
So whatever I did to you that made you so mad,
it was a learning lesson for me and that I should be glad.
Written by Suzae Chevalier in 1998 & 2010
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The Mind Of A Crazy Person
“Your asking me to be in the mind
of a crazy person”,
my friend did reply,
I can tell you this,
and here is why.
They are definetly
a waste of time.
Also, I don’t think I want to know,
these people live with made up foes,
Foes in their mind that they
Rant and rave to,
they have no clue.
They are crazy,
but they make you think,
they don’t need a shrink.
Giving you a pretty image
of all their made up lies,
giving their story more life.
So your answer to your
question is plain to see,
stay away from Crazy people,
and the world will be more happy.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 21,2011
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If Humans Were More Like Birds
Birds bring you love and light,
they are happy to fly around you
day or night,
If human were more like birds
there would be only joyful words.
Yes, birds are happy as can be,
singing praise to Mother Earth so joyfully,
while flying from tree to tree.
How nice it would be if everyone was more
like birds so happy and carefree,
having loving thoughts and words for
each human they see.
Written 7/27/2010 & updated 12/10/2010
by Christina Sunrise
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Why Not?
Why not use you,
like you used me.
I don’t think so,
I have more integrity.
See, it’s plain to see,
you took a mile and
times it times three.
Made it your way,
But I’m saying “NO WAY”
It’s time to get off this merry go round,
stop being your little clown.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 4,2011
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My Pup Shiekee
Shiekee, Shiekee wagging her tail,
at the top of the steps, little bark no yelp.
She came to me as scared as can be,
She was yelled at when she peed.
She was even scared to pee outside,
She would not touch the ground,
She would run and hide.
She did get potty trained,
with a little refrain.
I started traveling so I had to give Shiekee away,
I gave her to a girl, but she did not want to stay.
She actually pooped all over her place,
I laughed I know she was playing a game.
Girl called up and said “Is she potty trained? ”
I got Shiekee home and she wagged her tail and smiled,
I knew what she was doing all the while.
Now Shiekee is not with me,
she is with a lady down the street.
She plays with a Beagle in the backyard,
they play real rough, they play real hard.
She has a playmate now and I am glad,
she was the cutest and only girl dog I ever had.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26,2011
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I’m More A Mermaid Than A Butterfly
I once was told I was like a butterfly,
I fly away, fly away in the sky.
Never returning with no reason why.
I knew it was “somewhat” true,
So what do I say to you?
I’m a mermaid swimming away,
I swim, and swim in the bay.
Feeling the sunshine and it’s rays.
See, I’m a pisce’s moon,
ruled by planet of Neptune.
I hide out in the sea,
where no one bothers me.
Where the waves go crashing by,
and the dolphins jump real high.
I am most happy,
when I am set free,
not having to be someone
other than me.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 22,2011
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Delusional Relationship
You were trying to find the bad,
and I was trying to find the good,
I was hoping maybe you were stable,
You said I should…
“Do this to make you happy,
accuse me of this-
to justify your right.
Right because you were guilty of
doing the things you accused me
of doing in the deep of the night.
Right in your delusion of what you
thought I was, but in reality you never
Knew,
and you never will.
For the fantasy of me
is what you really knew.
Be done with this Delusional
Relationship and bury it like a dead corpse,
for you can’t dig up a dead relationship
filled with regret and remorse.
The relationship was never really alive,
so why even justify?
There was never a chance from the the start,
all the manipulative games you did kept us apart.
The End.
Copyright 2006 & 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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We Pray for you Mother Earth
I pray for you Mother Earth right down to your center core,
I will fill your heart with light pink to know that you are loved,
From all the living creatures from up above
Yes, we all need to hold hands and send love your way
We pray for you each and every day.
Yes, we all pray for you that you feel our love,
We know you have the power to make hurricanes, tsunamis,
tornadoes
I hope you hear our prayers right down to your soul
And it makes you happy that we all love you…
And appreciate the world you have given us,
We are grateful and I hope you can trust that we
Will take care from above as well as below,
For we pray for you right down to the center core.
Copyright August 8,2010 Sue Chevalier
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Shy Guy
Shy guy with eyes so blue,
sitting there in the light of the moon.
Playing your guitar while shooting the breeze,
with good wine, Jim and me.
Now of course Jim knew the score,
he wanted to keep shy guy from me
because he loves and adores
thee;
and though he asked to see such a delight,
Shy guy said "no" because of a fight.
So better not to pursue
it for a wild chance,
It would end good times
around the "happy" camp.
Then my stomach felt so scared,
I know I couldn't really dare.
I would bring this to the light,
and make sure shy guys was alright.
I brought goodness to the end,
so that we all still could be friends.
Written on Jan.27,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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If The Planet Had No War
IF THE PLANET HAD NO WAR
Could you imagine
a planet with no war?
It’s been done before; along time ago
In the age of Atlantis,
“didn’t you know? ”
People’s heart
chakras where developed
and so was their 3rd eye,
Everyone was treated equal
Nobody would lie.
There was enough to go around,
For people wouldn’t let each other die.
Die of starvation or by a weapon made,
No, no weapons for killing in their day.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Aug.2,2011
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Delusional Relationship
You were trying to find the bad,
and I was trying to find the good,
I was hoping maybe you were stable,
You said I should…
“Do this to make you happy,
accuse me of this-
to justify your right.
Right because you were guilty of
doing the things you accused me
of doing in the deep of the night.
Right in your delusion of what you
thought I was, but in reality you never
Knew,
and you never will.
For the fantasy of me
is what you really knew.
Be done with this Delusional
Relationship and bury it like a dead corpse,
you can’t dig up a dead relationship
filled with regret and remorse.
The relationship was never really alive,
so why even try to justify?
There was never a chance from the the start,
all your manipulative games kept us apart.
The End.
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Afraid To Show What's Really Going On
how do you open up?
when you don't know how?
i mean where do you start?
people want to know what's going on,
how do you let them in?
can they be trusted?
for the way you feel?
just want to hide,
don't want to face it,
but you know you have to,
scared of what might happen,
but, is it for the best?
do we all need to reach out for help,
when we need it the most?
afraid to show your weakness,
because it just not you,
but, people you care about want in,
do you let them in?
even though you afraid they might be hurt,
about what you have to say?
but, so tired of it eating you up,
deep inside,
where it shouldn't even be,
because fear keeps me frozen,
from sharing what i'm going through,
will they understand?
can they come to an agreement?
i'm tiried of feeling alone in this,
will somebody help me through?
show me the way,
show me the light,
i want to be free,
but, instead i have so much holding me down,
i don't want to get judge,
i don't want to be bossed around,
what i want is to be able to not hide,
so much inside.
Copyright © 2009
4-25-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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The Pelican
Tall and skinny with a
wrinkled face,
Women find him
rude,
grabbing their
private place.
Named Pelican,
for his nose is long,
unlike he wishes
it was his _________.
He'll rub your back
trying to get in
Your rack.
If you don't get
rid of him,
he will give you
a heart attack.
So be forwarned
of the Pelican's
smell, Razel likes
him, but not Mel.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 23,2011
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What is a Soul Mate?
Now people have asked me for some time,
“Is your soul mate great and will I find mine? ”
Well, I look at them and do reply,
“Well, with my experience I can tell you this,
I met 3 of mine and they all went fizz.
Now, don’t get me wrong,
These are people with hang-ups too,
It’s not your fairytale land of Mr. Magoo.
Now, they all like me, but not each other,
a friend told me one looks like my brother.
Now synchronicity will bring you to them,
you have a lesson to learn, you can still be friends.
Now, there is one more left in my group,
I guess he’s out there somewhere, but not in the loop.'
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 27,2011
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I am (emotion)
I am tired
tired of the walls closed around me
tired of blindness when I wish to see
I am scared
scared of the love that will never come
scared of where the darkness is from
I am angry
angry at truths that are perceived wrong
angry at the uselessness of a happy song
I am sad
sad for those left behind
sad for the happiness they cannot find
I am confused
confused with the madness of this world
confused with the life into which I'm hurled
I am helpless
helpless to keep my innocence
helpless of it to make any sense
I am dead
dead to the world around me
dead to the people, who refuse see
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I’m Sorry Mother Earth
I’m Sorry Mother Earth
I’m sorry Mother Earth for harming
You with our pollutions of paper, glass and plastic bags.
I’m Sorry Mother Earth for drilling for oil, precious metal and gas.
I’m Sorry Mother Earth for not Welcoming You each day,
We walk on you, but forget to welcome you with praise.
Yes, we should be good stewards of YOU, that is why we are here.
To treat you with respect for you are so dear.
Copyright 2010 Christina Sunrise of Chevalier Originals, Inc.
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We Live In An Insane Asylum
We are nuts to some degree
we live in an insane asylum,
You and me,
Most souls don’t want to come here
for we live in a world based on fear,
We have to stay focused and be clear,
of the reality we want to achieve,
Sending pictures of what we want to see.
Knowing we can have it if we believe.
For you create your own nightmare
or a happy dream.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 17,2011
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Are You Like All the Rest?
Are You Like All the Rest?
Are you like all the rest?
Just want to use me for sex?
I’m just tired of it,
So just go beat on your chest.
I will not waste my time,
I have better things to do then hear you whine.
Don’t tell me you want to be my Valentine…
O.K I’ll try you out for fun,
Don’t think you’re the only one.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 6,2011
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What Happened?
What happened to the person I used to know,
who wasn’t afraid to let their feelings show.
Who complimented me and built me up
By saying great things that made me feel on top,
The good feelings you had when you spoke of me,
the sound of your voice on my voicemail,
a voice I won’t forget, I remember it well.
For I will remember those times
that we were at our best,
and let the bad times go to rest.
You were in my life for a short while,
you came at a time when I needed your smile.
Copyright 1995 & 2010 Christina Sunrise
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Laddy The Protector
Bark, bark is what you would hear,
from Laddy the Sheltie who would bark off your ear.
He was the protector who wasn’t afraid,
he would make sure mother Jean was o.k.
He rescued her in the her swimming pool,
she fell in and he pulled on her robe so very smooth.
Photos of Laddy and Shieka my Pom-Shelty pup,
They both sat on chairs, sitting straight up.
They both played and played all day,
Shieka made Laddy happy when Jean passed away.
Now Laddy is with mother Jean,
I hope they are happy once again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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