Are You a Prince?
Are you a Prince or are you a toad?
I leave your heart at the side of the road,
For I do not know if you are really sincere,
You seem like a boy who is very immature.
To all that is, and all that was;
It became of nothing just because…
For I have grown into a full Princ-ess,
I must leave behind all the rest.
And go after what is Best.
Written on Jan.14,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Are You A Prince?
Are you a Prince or are you a toad?
I leave your heart at the side of the road,
For I do not know if you are really sincere,
You seem like a boy who is very immature.
To all that is, and all that was;
It became of nothing just because…
For I have grown into a full Princ-ess,
I must leave behind all the rest.
and go after what is Best.
Written on Jan.14,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Are You a Toad?
Are you a Prince or are you a toad?
I leave your heart at the side of the road,
For I do not know if you are really sincere,
You seem like a boy who is very immature.
To all that is, and all that was;
It became of nothing just because…
For I have grown into a full Princess,
I must leave behind all the rest.
Go after what is best, perhaps a frog instead I guess?
(Updated on August 12,2011 by Christina Sunrise)
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Exit Points
A turn down the street,
a miss of a heart beat,
could be the last day
the last day
you breathe.
Exit points
we make with God
to leave this planet
Hopefully better off
than not.
Knowing we are
going to a place
Where we call home,
don’t worry ever
You won’t be alone.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 5,2011
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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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Win Me Over
Ice is like a man’s ego,
fun and easy to crush,
now don't feel bad baby,
your not going to get your lunch.
Your heart is frozen just like ice,
so don’t tell me to be nice.
For I am not your Peggy Sue,
doing whatever you tell me to do.
No, I’m your “Christina Sunrise”,
whose your precious “star prize”.
You have to win me over and make me realize,
that your worth your wait in gold,
I just want you to know-
Winning my heart is a matter of time,
better get to know me so I can shine.
Written on 1/17/2011 by Christina Sunrise
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San Fransico 1988
Year was 1988,
went to San Francisco
feeling really great.
Went over the Golden Gate Bridge,
seeing Alcatraz where the criminals
used to live.
Bought a t-shirt souvenir,
never did keep it after
all those years.
Later went to Reno but
did not gamble,
Boyfriend drank
Bloody Marys while
I drank ice-tea like Snapple.
We flew into Houston on
the way home,
Mother in law told
Us to leave cause
Boyfriend smoked pot
and got stoned.
It was a fun experience
Wish longer it did last,
but too bad, leave
it to an old hag.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.18,2011
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Leave Your Phone At Home
Sometimes it’s better to leave
your phone at home,
You don’t have to answer,
people leave you alone.
Now, it’s St. Patty’s Day,
everyone’s Green and very Gay,
wishing in a most happy way,
to have fun by the ton
which is better then O.K.
Now, leaving my phone
at home made my
night even better,
No calls, anD no
St. Patty’s Day letters.
Except I see
tons of missed calls
from caretaker Sherry,
who would rather be merry.
Those calls I’m glad I missed,
those calls where about Cockroach,
who I am pissed.
Now, can’t you get
a life even on a holiday?
Leave alone
Suzae Chevalier?
No you can’t
so you make Sherry pay.
Don’t you think she has
better things to do?
Then play mommy
for you?
Now, you look
like a fool.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.18,2011
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We Are Just Passing By
We are just passing by,
like a blink of an eye.
Like a paragraph to
be read,
like Wayne Dyer said.
Yes, all is recorded on
the other side,
You can’t run,
You can’t hide.
Don’t worry all
is good,
you came her
to give meaning
to life and be understood.
Written on April 11,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Prince Passes By
Ambience is
almost of candle light,
I seem him vaguely in
restaurant/club that night.
Protected by 2 men
that are very tall,
looking at him,
he’s short and small.
No one knows he is there,
eating at his favorite place,
without a care.
Except for my friend,
he said he came out of
“room for men”.
Prince looked at me,
but I did not see,
I was too busy being hungry.
Next time I will pay the way,
for his birthday with a cake on a tray.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.4,2011
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Little Birdy In A Cage
Little birdie in a cage,
all grown now,
you’ve come of age.
You can finally fly
and spread your wings,
flying on to happy things,
like flowers in meadows
to be found,
hearing bugs buzzing all around,
and other birds tweeting sounds.
Your free to fly across the land,
to see everything that’s very grand.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 20,2011
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Better Than Sunshine
Thoughts of you
are better than sunshine,
and sweeter than
cherry wine.
If I want to be happy
I think of you
in my mind,
then I feel fine.
Memories is
all that will be,
once we are
gone—you & me.
That’s once we are gone,
gone to the other side,
where everything is
just Divine.
So let’s make a memorie
that brings only smiles,
for they are better to
remember all the while.
Written on April 10.2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Wait For Your Cake
When your forced to wait,
You get not ony your frosting but your cake.
Now, I hear you saying, “Will you take my bait?
I’m Prince Charming—I’m not waiting for your cake.”
I say, “Tough luck, you schmuck,
Go find another girl who doesn’t give a ________.”
Then you’ll be back to me, begging on your knees.
“Oh, Baby, please, baby please…I now see...”
I say, “Prove it, are you Man enough for me? ”
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.14,2011
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Enjoy Your Life
Enjoy your life in this time,
while you are stilling doing fine.
Once we take our last breath,
our physical existence turns towards death.
Are really gone at all?
No, we are on the other side having a ball.
Life goes on and on and on.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 21,2011
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Born Again
Born again when you die-
free from your body that's no lie.
You actually leave your body
when you sleep,
you're consciousness leaves when you dream.
You enter another realm,
a place in another helm.
So if you pay attention to your night flights,
you can transform your life.
There are symbols, there are clues
that help figure out a thing or two.
So when you dream—your life is on
the other side—
the other side that we go when
we die.
Written By Christina Sunrise on March 7,2012
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Life Will Speed Up
Life will speed up
from here on out,
You create a reality
without a doubt.
You can project
into the future
what you want,
Like “Hey, I want
a croissant.”
By intending
with your heart,
you set in motion
from the start,
but you have
to be the part.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 12,2011
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Life Moves On
AVAILABLE is the sign I see,
is this a sign from you to me?
No, I guess
for you haven’t
showed your face,
like you are out
in outerspace.
That’s o.k. I will just move on,
it wasn’t meant to last very long.
Time will be on my side,
I will know when I do die,
For I can wait
nothing surprises me anymore,
I learned to live with
_______ before.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 8,2011
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Looking Back On The Year
Looking back on this year,
did you spread love and good cheer?
Did you help an old lady across the street,
did you give some food to the homeless,
something for them to eat?
Did you count your blessings
for they are more than one,
did you write a poem, paint a picture
and have some fun?
Did you dance and sing out loud?
Did you look at the full moon between the clouds?
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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We Live Like Beggars
We live like beggars in
God’s kingdom of light,
we can’t see I so we
put up a fight,
a fight not to have
the whole pie,
until realize we can
reach for the skies,
because on the other side
they say we make our
wishes very small,
they say we can have
it big, we can have it all.
So living in world
of frozen thought,
we need help
to get everything we got.
we need help from guides
and angels too,
So look for help
and pray to them me
and you.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 17,2011
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Gentleman
Gentleman
Where can you find a man,
a man that really understands.
Understands how to be a gentleman.
A man that goes out of his way,
to ask you if you had a good day.
who always has a nice thing to say.
Who admits when he’s wrong,
does not have an ego the size of his dong.
Where can you find a man,
a man that romances right at first hand.
Not just trying to land you in bed,
then play mind games with your head.
Where can you find a man,
a man who is a man’s man,
Not some immature boy,
testing you like a new toy.
A toy to play with his own way,
turn around and say “We are only meant for the hay”.
do they care if you’re O.K?
Luckily only last sentence has happened to me,
I finally figured out the situation was not good for me.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 4,2011
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Room Full Of Fools
ROOM FULL OF FOOLS
Your looking for love in a 'room full of fools',
4 are drunks, and 2 are cruel,
You know all of them are no good for you.
Only you are the fool
for you know you won’t find love,
You keep hoping and praying
things will change,
Only you are caught in the drama and
you're on Center stage.
You have to wake up because you are dreaming
do not repeat this nightmare again.
Written by Christina Sunrise Copyright 1997-2011
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