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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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 Suzae Chevalier
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Bitter Blow of Love
Love! you dealt a bitter blow –
You lay me cross the mortal plains,
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds: eternal rains
To weep at my enduring foe
Of harsh reality – searing pains of
Destiny: dependable propensity
To fool myself repeatedly
That I could ever triumph over love!
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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
poem by Christina Sunrise
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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
poem by Christina Sunrise
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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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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
www.christinasunrise.com www.purplepoems.com
Copyright Chevalier Originals, Inc.2010-11
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
www.christinasunrise.com www.purplepoems.com
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Why is there Oil?
Why is there oil I asked one night,
and a startling answer came into sight.
It’s Mother’s Earth’s blood, that is what oil is,
It’s Sacred and my blood to share.
Be wise in your pumping
Man is not to do wrong with this blood,
For it’s not to be shed so humans end up dead
for here is what she seriously said:
“You are pumping the blood right out of ME,
Which makes ME very Sad,
The spilling has greatly affected
My Land
and my Ocean,
Which has caused a commontion
.
There is a better way,
Let Your
CONSCIOUS take the LEAD…
…Please take heed.'
THE END
Copyright 2010 Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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In The End
In the end
I find out whose my
True friend.
For they can't
Pretend
To be—
Something other
then real to me.
They consider
how I would feel,
and not lie, or steal.
For I will always find out
without a doubt.
They are not real friend,
when all I see
is jealousy,
or stupidity of my things,
and my feelings that are dear to me.
Written on April 22,2011 by Christina Sunrise
www.christinasunrise.com and www.purplepoems.com
poem 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
www.christinasunrise.com www.purplepoems.com
poem by Christina Sunrise
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I Am Your Chanteuse
I will be your bad news,
For I will sing songs and be a chanteuse,
What, you can’t to be amused?
I will be like Christina and Cher,
I will drape my beautiful long hair,
Stare into your eyes and sing,
All the most adoring things
About romance, chivalry and love,
For I am now your white dove.
So precious and sweet, like your chocolate treat.
All pretty for you to enjoy,
Looking at me you see I’m not just a puppet
But your new precious toy.
Written November 26,2010
By Christina Sunrise
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Honey Hi
Written by christine mcvie.
Honey, honey, honey
Who could be sweeter than you
Honey, honey, honey
Bitter sweet, but what can I do
Lord, its good to talk to you
Even sweeter than wine
Dont take the love light away
cause Im far away from home
Daddy, all Im trying to tell you
Lord, I really love you, love you, love you
Honey, honey, honey hi
Honey, honey, honey hi
Honey, honey, honey hi.
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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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
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Money Honey
Well the landlord rang my front door bell
He let it ring for a long, long spell
Went to the window, peeked through the blind
Asked him to tell me what was on his mind
An' he said:
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey
If you want to stay up here with me.
I was screamin' green an so hard pressed
I called the woman that I love the best
Finally found my baby 'bout a quarter to three
She said "I wanna know what you want with me"
An I said:
Money honey (Just a little bit)
Money honey
Money honey
If you wanna git along with me.
Well she screamed and said
"What's wrong with you?
From this day on our romance is through."
I should tell my baby, face to face
How could another man take my place?
An she said:
Money honey (lots and lots of that)
Money honey (you got to give me some)
Money honey
If you wanna git along with me.
I learned my lesson and now I know
Sun may shine and the wind may blow
Women come and women may go
But before I'll tell em that I love em so.
I want
Money honey (Do you have some?)
Money honey
Money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Money honey, (Give me)
Money honey, (I need some)
Money honey, if you wanna get along with me.
song performed by by 38 Special
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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
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Vengeful Psychic
There once was a psychic who loved to chat,
She made up lies to Christina, saying this or that.
See, psychic needed more money and she wanted revenge,
So she started telling lies to all of Christina's friends.
Then of course she told Christina the biggest lie of all,
She told Christina to date Skunky and suck on his balls.
Skunky was of course the worst creep Christina had ever met,
He was a liar, a cheat and even did theft.
But in the end, Skunky became the psychic’s friend…
Stalking her on the internet.
Then of course psychic didn’t know,
She emailed Skunky photos of her 'island with no snow'.
But as soon as Skunky telephoned psychic a thousand times X 2,
She quickly ended it with Skunky and said they were through.
Now, Skunky had no redeeming qualities as of yet,
But his stalking the psychic made Christina very upset,
And it made Christina think “who is the one I’m worse off to have met?
Well, they are both really scummy just the same,
Playing on Christina’s good heart like a volleyball game.
But Christina won out over both of them,
Making rhyming peeve poems is the best revenge.
Written on Jan.20,2011 by Christina Sunrise
Copyright 2011 Chevalier Originals, Inc.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Lost Poems
When I was a child about the age of 5,
I wrote a ton of poems late at night,
I gave them to my school teacher
who thought they were great,
but I never did see them again to this date.
My mom tells me I became despairingly mad,
then I became really sad,
which then made me cry and cry,
so to make up for lost time,
and also before I lose my mind,
I write Purple Poems that really do rhyme.
That my friend is what you will find,
when reading Purple Poems from Christina Sunrise.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.6,2011
Content copyright 2010-2011. Chevalier Originals
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Do You Love Me
You really like my limousine
You like the way the wheels roll
You like my seven inch leather heels
And goin to all of the shows, but
Do you love me, do you love me
Do you love me, really love me
You like the credit cards and private planes
Money can really take you far
You like the hotels and fancy clothes
And the sound of electric guitars, but
Do you love me, do you love me
Do you love me, I mean like do you
Really love me
You really like rock n roll
All of the fame and the masquerade
You like the concerts and studios
And all the money, honey, that I make, but
Do you love me, do you love me
Do you love me, really love me
Your backstage pass and black sunglasses
Make you look just like a queen
Even the fans, they know your face
From all of the magazines, but
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
Really love me (really love me)
I wanna know
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
I mean like do you
Really love me (really love me)
I wanna know
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
Do you love me (do you love me)
I mean like do you
Really love me (really love me)
I want you to (do you love me, do you love me)
I need you to (do you love me, do you love me)
And you know Im so tired of everybody sayin it
And you know, (do you love me, do you love me)
I just gotta know if you really really really, really love me
(do you love me, do you love me)
So come on, do you love me (do you love me)
I need you to
Do you love me (do you love me) I want you to
Do you love me (do you love me) I need you
Really love me (do you love me)
I wanna know
Do you love me (do you love me) do you, do you
Do you love me (do you love me)
I just got to have some love (do you love me, do you love me)
I just got to have some love (do you love me)
I just got to have some love, love, love, love, love
song performed by by Kiss
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There Are No Enemies
If we look at it from the standpoint of the soul
we are all interconnected even if we don't know.
There are no enemies on the outside
only enemies are in our mind.
All relationships are a reflection of our self
we should reflect and discover if nothing else.
Only one God so no room for evil's sin
we make evil in our minds which our own making.
Just look to nature that always goes on
the sun always rises at the break of dawn.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 29,2012
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Rain In Indiana
No rain in Indiana is what I heard
I thought 'Wow, it's raining everywhere else,
sounds absurd.'
Then my friend asked—
'Can you make it rain'
I replied—
'O.K. I will do it tomorrow, not today'
Then in morning around 6 eastern time
I did my Shaman thing which is totally from my mind.
Then I get a call around 3—
hey, it rained here today—
not in forcast 'was it you Suzy? '
I said, yes—
I would of never guessed—
maybe I do have magical power—but we all do—
we can control the elements if we believe it is true.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 27,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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