Your Book Of Love
Don’t tell me you’ love me,
or even I’m great,
especially on our second date.
I don’t care if it’s date twenty three,
if you are crazy don’t
ask to marry me.
I know you said it
is written in the stars,
that the psychic told you,
well her head is
on Mars.
In the end we couldn’t
even be friends,
because of your lying,
scheming which you
will never make amends.
So don’t pretend
Or try to defend
Your “Book of Love”
Has lost it’s bookends.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 7,2011
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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
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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
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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
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Two Souls Trapped
An elderly couple in their car
smashed into a wall
they didn't go very far.
Car was removed but their souls fought on
the wife yelled 'If you would of looked
are car would of moved and we would be gone.'
Psychic heard the fight for weeks on end
the couple never made it to heaven.
Until one day in this Vegas parking lot
the psychic never heard them and then she thought-
another psychic must of told them to go to the light
or if not they moved someone where else to have their fight.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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You Are Here
You are here on Earth to
feel and transcend
transcend your emotions
to the end.
We are not here to pretend
pretend to escape
through pot, alcohol
and drugs like date rape.
You are at your core
a fact that you can't ignore.
You are energy, love and light—
why put up a fight?
Love on Earth is what you bring
so people can joyfully receive—
in this world of duality and density.
Look to heaven for love in plentitude
thank heaven for everything with gratitude.
Written by Christina Sunrise on July 4,2012
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How Long Can We Ride This Crazy Bus?
Put your nuclear reactors
and power plants on Mars,
Mars was ruined from all
of the wars.
Wars we had way
in the past..
Look at Planet Earth
do we have a chance?
Think of the future
and not of the greed
Today,
Maybe we might live
and be able to say,
We did this for our children,
and for us,
How long can we ride this
Dangerous crazy bus?
Written on March 15,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Interdimensional Selves
When you dream you can help lost souls
psychics do it, and don't really know.
Psychic did it when she was asleep
she was in another dimension where
lost souls came to be.
They needed to be purified
so that they could go to the light.
Psychic felt love towards all of them
they were happy they went to the light
once again.
Written by Christina Sunrise on October 26,2012
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Jim Defends Sue-z Q
Chairs go flying with the drinks,
chaos sets in and no one thinks,
For a second Jim was down,
with glasses on the ground.
Luckily Jim finally did get up,
with the help of Skunky chump.
Then of course Jim’s dear old foe,
turned to him and to let him know.
He was a boxer &
not to mess with him,
Boxer works out in the gym.
Now Jim really didn’t care,
and right then & there he did share,
“I love the drama”
he said out loud.
For Sue-Z his sweetheart,
he was proud,
to defend her to the end.
Jim was not a coward or a fool,
he would defend sweet Sue-Z Q
at any & every bar stool,
so think next time before you drool.
Written on Jan.28,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Read My Palm
Try to read me if you can,
My life story changes on
The landscape of my hand.
Didn’t you know that the
Lines change all the time,
Depending on how you
live your life.
Now I was told years ago,
that I would travel a lot
and make money on the go.
a lot of money which
I would have come my way
Hollywood would set me up
in hotels I would stay.
Now new movie script
almost written and 2
Children’s books to create,
I have to finish before it’s too late.
Now time doesn’t run out on
the other side,
so I don’t have to worry
I should have it all done before I die.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 7,2011
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What If Humans Lived In A Cage?
What if humans lived in a cage,
and animals where all the rage.
“All the World’s a Stage, ”
like Shakespeare said,
which includes all of them.
Animals know how to live,
without destroying what
has been given to them.
Now human’s can change what’s
written on the page,
even as we get old and we age.
We are all artist’s in
this planetary dream,
Why not make
our scripts of adventure
that sparkles and gleam?
Written on April 10,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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New Jersey The Garden State
In NYC where the buildings are tall,
so much to do, no time for it all.
Now across the Hudson River
is a much smaller state.
I hear there are very hard working people
who make this Garden State great.
Now the water in New Jersey
used to be Pristine,
It came out of underground springs
that was very CLEAN.
Oil refineries, and power plants to this date,
destroy Jersey but make NYC great.
By lighting up all their tall buildings
making it the City that Never Sleeps,
but hurting Jersey without anything to reap.
Lets bring back Jersey as it was in the past,
rid the state of it’s pollution for it cannot last.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.10,2011
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Amazing
Isn’t it amazing
how the universe is so large?
We are here on Earth
our planet larger than Mars.
Looking up at the stars,
we are at a distance quite far.
Why we are light years away,
we lived in their galaxy in a past day.
Will we get to travel there,
I guess only at night,
When our soul leaves our body
to be free and take flight.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Aug.2,2011
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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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Jim’s Mad
On New Year’s Eve,
While Sue was asleep,
Skunky became a stealing creep,
He stole a silver corkscrew that was cheap,
For it was only a dollar at the dollar store,
Skunky tried to say it was soo much more.
Yes, he told his 'made up lies' to Sue,
Saying 'it only came in the colors of red or blue,
They don’t make the silver ones anymore, '
But that’s not what Jim said,
as he shook his head
'Why he stole from me
I’ll bonk him in the ________'
Written by Christina on Jan.16,2011
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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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Child Abuse Is A Crime
Now you might say,
“What causes crime? ”
I know it’s not treating
a kid to be kind.
It’s abusing them
with a whip,
or hitting them with a stick.
Now, why do we put adults
in jail for the above,
but we justify it’s
not a crime
because our parents
did this to us with love?
I don’t think so,
there is no, no, no
Excuse for Abuse.
Get some help before
you have a kid,
keep this planet
a better place if only you did.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 11,2011
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Photographer From Chicago
In the department store
on Nicollet Mall,
a photographer
photographed me
from Chicago.
He came back before
snowy and blurry,
MN Twins were winning
The World Series.
photographs were taken
when I was young,
it was great I
had a lot of fun.
now the roll of film
almost became lost,
another photographer
found it before it was tossed.
if anything I still have
photos to show
I was young and a glow.
Written on April 5,2011 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
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Help Indigos And Cyrstal Children
New children have incarnated here,
they are here to help the planet,
now let’s listen to them, time is near.
Why they are psychic and have
many answers to share,
Don’t think they have Attention Deficit Disorder
and put them on Ritalin drug because you fear.
I took care of many Crystals and Indigos,
they are spiritual children who need
honesty, understanding for they know.
Hopefully they don’t all become hopeless,
because we put them on drugs,
we will reap what we sow,
better to learn from them and help the planet grow.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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I Would Rather Be An Animal
Someday I would rather be a cow,
because I could live in the now.
I would rather be an ostrich
and bury my head in the sand,
then figure out a crazy homosapien.
Yes, a bird would be a better fit for me,
flying carefree through the trees.
Maybe a cat on the prawl,
they help the planet more then you know.
Even a dolphin who brings lots of love and cheer,
they have a lot of stored knowledge,
that’s why they are here.
I’ld rather be an animal with no problems at all,
but I guess I’m a conscious human
to remember Who You Are.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 12,2011
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