Kindred Souls
Kindred souls we meet again,
this time now can we be friends?
I feel your eyes watching me,
were you a knight
courting Thee?
With feverish jealousy You took my Life,
I lost my power from your knife.
That was the past, I’m sure you know,
I must move on, I need to grow.
Back into my power for you took it away,
on that frightful day,
To be brought back to me on this Present day.
Copyright 2006 & 2010 Christina Sunrise
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You In The Stew
In my “Stew” my “Stew of Goo” I will have control over you.
Yes, I will control you with my evil spell, I will control this doll with named
Mel.
I will say things that are not NICE, because you see I took your Power
and I control the Dice!
Everything is “neat” in this “Game of Deceit”
This Game where I control everything.
Yes, I took your power that you willfully gave to me,
that was Deal, don’t you see? ? ?
Don’t tell me you want your Power in tack,
You chose me as your mother! !
So I can talk behind your back! !
Now, now, you say “Why would I do that? ”
Because you had to find
yourself and get back on track…
See how would you ever know who you really are,
Why, you think you came into this world “Complete” like Sarah Star? ? ?
You needed my “Evil” ways to make you strong,
Sooo someday
You can thank ME when I am long gone…
Now, now you realize it wasn’t about ME,
why it was all about
YOU,
yes you finding You—
“YOU in the Stew”
Written 2006 & 2010 By Christina Sunrise
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Melodie’s Song to Razel
Melodie’s Song to Razel
The illusion of control is what you tried to spin on me,
Trying to control my mind until I couldn’t see,
The difference between my own feelings and deeds,
I felt real helpless I couldn’t defend,
Myself to the veryend.
But now I have regained my power to feel my emotions with my own mind,
Now my emotions are mine to find,
Without being controlled by you to the end of time.
Written on Sept.18,2010
Copyright 2010-11 Christina Sunrise
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Kings And Queens
We live in a world with Kings and Queens –
who blind your eyes and steal your dreams,
for you hope to have a life’s that grand, but reality is –
you are tied to this land, this land controlled by a “Hierarchy” the ones
in power,
the ones who say we are “free” –society?
Paying taxes so the Kings and Queens can have a bigger treasury!
Copyright 2006 Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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I Give My Power Away
I give my power away when I say I have problems to you,
especially when I don't recognize if they are really true.
I give my power away
that you can shove in my face on another day.
Acting like you have all the answers for me
when all you have is your reality.
Your reality of you feeling sorry for me
when you are just jealous and have insecurity.
So I brought myself down, so you could bring yourself up.
Then I let you sit there and dump.
Dump your anger and jealousy over on to me
without me realizing that it was never meant to be.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 2012
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Love Is Not
Love is not trying to control until you strangle me so,
Love is not jealousy’s friend, for it makes us enemies to the bitter end.
Love is not caretaking with money so then you can call me your honey.
Copyright 1998 & 2010 Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Sue In The Stew
In my "Stew" my "Stew of Goo" I will have control over you.
Yes, I will control you with my evil spell,
I will control this doll with named Mel.
I will say things that are not NICE,
you see I took your Power and I control the Dice!
Everything is "neat" in this "Game of Deceit"
This Game where I control everything.
Yes, I took your power that you willfully gave to me,
that was Deal, don't you see? ? ?
Don't tell me you want your Power intact,
You chose me as your mother! !
So I can talk behind your back! !
Now, now, you say "Why would I do that? "
You had to find yourself and get back on track...
See how would you ever know who you really are.
"Why, you think you came into this world complete like Sarah Star? ? ? "
You needed my "Evil" ways to make you strong,
you can thank ME when I am long gone...
Now, now you realize it wasn't about ME,
why it was all about YOU,
Yes you finding You—"YOU in the Stew"
Written By Suzae Chevalier in 2006 & 2010
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Send Them Home
Dark spirits stuck in first plane
need to be released back to light again.
Many light workers are incarnate here
to add more light to darkness take away fear.
Fetuses souls trapped also from abortions pain
they feel abandoned bring home again.
Help all souls from disaster of 911
assist them in reaching peaceful heaven.
All catastrophes that have struck
tsunami, hurricanes, tornadoes amuck.
Bring lost souls back to source
see etheric bodies take upward course.
Native American Ceremony "Afterlife"
will lead them back to the light.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 11,2012
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Illusion
I should look at the man for what he is,
and not for what I imagine he could be.
Because I know my fantasy could hurt me.
I am the only one I should focus on, and forget pretense.
For, if I set up in my mind what I want to have happen—
Life baffle us mortals—
-we cling on and never let go of the outcome.
We always seem to be able to press on
to another illusion in hope it will come to pass.
Written 2006 & 2010 by Christina Sunrise
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Karmic Payback
I was a Mayan warrior in a past life
I cut off your head with my knife.
It was the Spanish Conquest of Yucatán
and changed the Guatamalian life around
I died young while protecting my homeland
you died from my strong hand.
Since then you came back
to even the score of my attack.
Now that I know
I see why you were a foe.
So karmic payback is complete
I forgive you, do you forgive me?
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 21,2012
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No More Lies
You yelled at me, you told me lies,
but I don't need to sympathize,
with your made up alibis.
Enoughs, enough I'm through with your games,
you thought you had me just the same.
But I'm in my power, my little fool,
your Drama bag has no more tools.
So now we speak on my own turf,
this is my domain
For I'm all the dragons
in Drachen Wurf.
Need I say More? ? ? ?
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 28,2010
poem by Christina Sunrise
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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.
Copyright 1998 & 2010 Christina Sunrise
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The Power Of Love
I think that somewhere along the line
(and it's said, all things return to you in time)
I must have finally opened up to your love
Though i was building a wall at heaven's gate
(everything comes to those who wait)
You must have found a secret path into my soul
And now you're part of my life
I can't believe that this is mine
Every light has its time to shine
I want to understand this change in me
Is it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
Caught up in the famous paper chase
(in your eyes, i saw how i never fell from grace)
I must have finally opened up to your love
And i heard the battle's not always to the strong
(the race is not always to the fleet)
And the one who seeks to pluck the stars
Will miss the jewels at his feet
Blinded by momentary power
We almost had the final hour
I'll never know what caused the change in me
Was it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
And i thought anything for the cause is worth the price
(losing you was the sharp edge of the knife)
Now no more fear, the way is clear
I know you are the power in my life
So better late than never
'cause this heart is yours forever
I'll never know what caused the change in me
Was it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is it the power of love
Is this the tao of love
I feel the power of love
I think that somewhere along the line
(and it's said all things return to you in time)
I must have finally opened up to your love
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Power Play
Dear Friends of the day,
I have not time for power play.
Life is too short and sweet,
I can't hear every heartbeat.
I have no time for strife,
I choose to enjoy my life.
I know who I am; where I'm going,
I won't carry power play along.
Power play becomes powerless
I choose to remain harmless.
A person with true power,
Overturns power play every hour.
Then power players look bad,
Even their faces look sad.
It separates the best of friends
Power play comes to an end.
I choose to be fair,
To avoid uncalled for despair.
I leave power play alone,
With my life, I move on.
poem by Barbara Dell Hobbs
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Flowers In The Rain
Woke up one morning half asleep
With all my blankets in a heap
And yellow roses gathered all around me;
The time was still approaching four
I couldnt stand it anymore
Saw marigolds upon my eider down.
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow,
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain keeping me cool.
So I lay upon my side with all the windows opened wide
Couldnt pressurize my head from speaking
Hoping not to make a sound I pushed my bed into the grounds
In time to catch the sight that I was seeking.
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow,
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain keeping me cool.
If this perfect pleasure has the key
Then this is how it has to be
If my pillows getting wet
I dont see that it matters much to me.
I heard the flowers in the breeze make conversation with the trees
Believed to leave reality behind me
With my commitments in a mess my sleep has gone away depressed
In a world of fantasy youll find me.
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain making the garden grow,
Im just sitting watching flowers in the rain
Feel the power of the rain keeping me cool.
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Beyond The Charade
Your personality wants drama
your soul does not
Your personality believes illusion
your soul has wisdom not confusion.
For external power from which comes from fear
is something we consciously have to overcome
while we are here.
Fear is where jealousy, anger and greed
are made-
You have to become an authentic person
who sees beyond the charade.
Live your life from your soul
and don't get caught in the personality's game.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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I Believe In the Power
I believe in the power of you.
As the rain falls upon us and
everyone else scatters.
I believe in the power of you.
As I look into the shadowy pools
of your mysterious eyes.
I believe in the power of you.
As I fall into your arms always
trusting you to catch me.
I believe in the power of you.
As you listen while I pour my
heart and I cry my eyes out to you.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit and listen to your
words, your wisdom filtering your deep voice.
I believe in the power of you.
As I lay in your warm embrace
feeling protected and cherished.
I believe in the power of you.
As you turn away and walk out
the door, promising to come back.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit waiting patiently
for some sign of you to return.
I believe in the power of you.
As even now I doubt all my
faith in the one person I truly love.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit here crying and swearing
wishing you could hear me.
I believe in the power of you.
As I begin to lose passion for
everything I loved when I was with you.
I believe in the power of you.
As I lay dying in bed suffering
from a broken heart.
I believe in the power of you.
As I close my eyes and an
image of you forms in my mind.
I believe in the power of you.
As I begin to feel a rage that
is red hot and will not go away.
I believe in the power of myself.
As i see your true image; a true
image of who you are inside.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I begin to build my life up and
start doing the things I enjoy.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I understand the things that
were so illusive to me before.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I take back your control over
me and start living my life.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I no longer believe in the
power of you.
I believe in the power of myself.
As you and your power
no longer affects me.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I begin to love the one true
person I've forgotten in all of this
Me.
poem by Cleo A. Fletcher
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Let The Polar Bears Live
Who are we to pollute Polar Bears homes?
Ruin their lives and then take the throne.
The illusionary throne of power that we
Think we have,
Will man’s power over animal kingdom ever end?
Try to control God’s will and not comprehend?
It’s not about power,
it’s about strength in this new land.
Strength to work together with all beings of life,
not destroy them with an polluting knife.
What affects them affects us all,
It’s like a snowball effect,
Which keeps getting bigger like a beach ball.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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Power
Sometimes a smile can deceive the one who has made you promise
Suddenly you can't believe, the truth only leaves you cold
Sometimes the answers you fear are there on the face in the mirror
Something the world needs to hear but no one is even listening
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To back up the things you say
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To cut through the chains Breakaway
Fortune can wear a disguise Pride is a grand illusion
And when it's your name up in lights fate proves this one conclusion
Sometimes the answers you fear are there on the face in the mirror
Something the world needs to hear the truth only leaves you cold
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To back up the things you say
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To cut through the chains Breakaway
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To fight back and not be afraid
Power It takes Power Power It takes Power
To cut through the chains Breakaway
All that you see someday will be
Lost in the shadows of time
Mountains must fall someday this all
Will be darkness where light used to shine
song performed by by Kansas
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If Jim Were Here
If JIM where here right NOW,
Everyone would take a BOW,
For JIM had HONOR, PRIDE and DIGNITY,
For defending his special girl
NAMED Sue-Z… aka Puppet LADY.
Yes, JIM had CHARACTER beyond BELIEF,
By punching men who gave Sue-Z grief.
Yes, JIM is a SOUTHERN BOY,
Who’s BETTER than all the men
he’s ever fought,
for JIM is a GENTLEMEN,
I KID YOU NOT,
For JIM has MORE GUTS and BALLS at 76—
to KICK your ASS without a FLINCH.
Yes, NO more words like “whore”
would be SPOKEN at the RUMSHACK,
for he’ld have your Head and then your ASS,
and it doesn’t matter if your Green, White or Black.
For once JIM was PISSED OFF there was NO turning BACK.
And after JIM was through his SON would come IN,
for he’s a GENTLEMEN just like JIM.
Oh, how I WISH JIM was HERE,
MY TRUE FRIEND, I LOVE SO VERY DEAR.
Copyright 2010 Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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There Are No Victims
We incarnate with agreements made
we would meet our old friends or foes once again.
This time to set the record straight
to learn how to forgive, love and not hate.
Not knowing what happened in our past life
we meet our foes and carry the pain more than twice.
We have all been killers and other names in the book
we came here to clear our karmic debt and have another look.
We can now transcend karma and create without pain
we can be one with the creator and not have to be insane.
For we can have one foot in heaven and the other foot on the ground
we can now be in control consciously which is the new game in town.
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 22,2012
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