Mood Swings
There's no stopping the blows
Of swirling winds that take away
The homes and lives of those
Who may happen to be in its way.
Frightening seconds of angry force
And all are turned to nothing
No one knows what is the source
Of Nature's unpredictable mood swings.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Seconds To Fall
Well it took years to climb that hill
And now we look up to the mountains
As high as you might climb there still
Something we should not forget
It takes seconds to fall
Seconds to fall
Could happen that you can scratch the clouds
Could happen that you come tumbling down
Could be you find yourself at the top of the stairs
Could be youre just another clown
It takes seconds to fall, yeah
Seconds to fall
Seconds to fall, oh yeah
At the top of the stairs, nobody cares
What has been, or what will come
I dont want to preach, no Im not the one
But you better hear me call
It takes seconds to fall, yeah
Seconds to fall
Seconds to fall
Seconds to fall
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Mood Swings
Verse 1:
If ever I needed someone
Its you and now - oh
cause you bring out some feelings
More than the law will allow
I can be down
You pick me from the crowd
I thought I lost everything -
Then my mood swings.....
Chorus:
I havent lost
What I can find in you
Baby.....
You know just what to do (just what to do)
To make a friendship band (make a friendship band)
Turn to a diamond ring (turn to a diamond ring)
I simply touch your hand (I simply)
And my mood swings
Verse 2:
In a vicious cycle of depression once
Not too long ago
But Im over it now
Not a second too soon
You came and made light shine from the moon
Like there was nothing to it
Boy, I dont know how you do it
Chorus
Bridge:
Lovin you - its an old cliche
But its like a dream come true every day
Theres no other love in this world
Than the love youre getting
From this girl
cause if ever
I needed somebody
Its you and now
Thought I lost everything
Mood swings
What I can find...
You make a friendship band
Turn to a diamond ring
I simply touch your hand
And my mood swings (mood swings)
song performed by by Debbie Gibson
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Wonders Of Mother Nature
Mother nature
Oh mother nature
How beautiful and lovely you are
With such a tender loving care
Mother Nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
Our dearest mother nature
Our amazing mother nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
If nature allows can I please ask you a question
As a mother
How come you killed your young?
How come you made your fellow mothers cry?
How come you took away their joy?
You took the only thing that made their lives blossom
You suppose to make life beautiful
Mother Nature you suppose build
But how come you destroyed homes
Mother Nature you suppose to make the world a good place to be in
Yet you have turned the world to be a horrible place
Mother Nature as a mother you suppose to warn your young when the go astray
Not to destroy them
Yet you destroyed and killed them
You suppose to symbolize new beginnings and that there’s always hope
Yet you came and shuttled people’s lives and dreams
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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17
17 seconds of compassion
17 seconds of peace
17 seconds to remember love is the energy
behind which all is created
17 seconds to remember all that is good
17 seconds to forget all your hurt and pain
17 seconds of faith
17 seconds to trust you again
17 seconds of radiance
17 seconds to send a prayer up
17 seconds is all you really need
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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What I learned most was how to tell a story in 15 seconds or 30 seconds or 60 seconds - to have some kind of goal of what to try to do and make it happen in that time.
quote by Renny Harlin
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Time's Ticking Away
The pendulum swings,
In such a perpetual way,
It keeps on moving,
In a continuous sway.
The momentum decides,
Time's passing on,
A tick on the clock,
And the moment is gone.
The pendulum swings,
To left and to right,
Time's ticking along,
In mad rhythmic flight.
And as it moves onwards,
Time's ticking away,
There's no way of stopping,
The road to decay.
The pendulum swings,
Another second goes by,
The clock's keeping time,
But time wants to fly.
By night and by day,
Time never stands still,
The pendulum swings,
At 'Time's' endless will.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Mighty Nature
over the centuries man has tried
to conquer nature and slave its might
he built concrete high rising homes
ships that fight sea's heavy storms
planes to fly man in air
cars, trains... travel's no fear
he tried to tame the nature wild
protect himself when she got riled
he built structures tall nad wide
wo enclose seas and her tide
he got better, he got strong
he felt he can do no wrong
with all knowledge, all strength
new gadgets, tools and wealth
but when the nature shows her might
man can hardly put up a fught
the roaring, foaming, angry sea
or mighty winds that blow away trees
earthquakes that shake the ground
or molten lava, burns all around
for all its worth, all man's trouble
on nature's strike turns to rubble
after all the heights man had reached
nature's surrender cannot be achieved
even after centuries of fight
man has to salute the nature's might
poem by Syeda Beenish Jalil
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Tell Me If You Can!
Love nobody rejects because it gives joyful comfort!
Friendship everybody loves as it gives joyful company!
Beauty everybody enjoys as it gives cheerful mood!
Nature nobody can avoid as it gives inspiration and joy!
So, between religion and Nature which one will you choose?
Nature is the source for religion, philosophy, art and science!
When this is so what makes man destroy Nature, tell me!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Winterval for M 'lady Ernestine.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow.
Fall silently but ceaselessly.
Creating havoc here below.
Mother Nature intends to show
The human race that they can see
The whirling swirling flakes of snow.
Wherever they may choose to go.
She demonstrates this ruthlessly
Creating havoc here below.
What traffic moves is crawling slow.
As drivers find it hard to see.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow
Reflect their headlights pallid glow.
Reducing visibility
Creating havoc here below.
Assisted by the winds that blow
at intervals quite randomly.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow
creating havoc here below.
Tuesday,30 November 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Human Error
There is always a mystery
behind every tragedy in this world.
Always questions are asked
and someone has to take the blame.
Human error they call it
that cost all those lives,
but not all things are human error.
Some things are unavoidable,
unexplainable and even unpredictable.
They just happen without warning
and no one can prevent it.
They will happen again
and possibly again.
8 April 2008
poem by David Harris
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Swirling to Hurl
Life...
Brings with it,
Mystery and miseries.
Some live entire lives,
In the state of denial and disbelief.
Confronting challenges,
With despair and grief.
Life...
Also is the wind.
Beginning gently...
And sometimes swirling to hurl,
Devastation until it ends.
And it does!
To reveal much change before our eyes.
Under the promise of Sun and clear skies.
Rising hope with faith connected.
Life...
Is a dance and song sung heard.
A step in the wrong direction...
Off the beat.
Off the mark.
Off of the rhythm that was there,
When a flair to feel free began!
None can play life safe.
None can detect to avoid what comes next in life.
When life starts the experience one has with it...
It will flow.
Just like the different winds upon us,
Life blows.
No lullabys come to soothe...
Those denying the naturalness of this rhythm,
One living life pursues.
No shoulder comes to quiet,
Those with constant fears.
No one seems to listen closely with attention.
Those with fears held dear.
Collectors of heartbreaks to keep as souvenirs.
This is not the life to like!
Or pretend..
Tears falling do not come from a sadness felt!
A sadness wished to end.
None can play life safe.
None can detect to avoid what comes next in life.
When life starts the experience one has with it...
It will flow.
Just like the different winds upon us,
Life blows.
Life...
Brings with it,
Mystery and miseries.
Some live entire lives,
In the state of denial and disbelief.
Confronting challenges,
With despair and grief.
When all things that life brings...
Breezing like the winds that do not stay.
And just as life is the experience lived.
We are the experiment,
That never stops evolving.
None can play life safe.
None can detect to avoid what comes next in life.
When life starts the experience one has with it...
It will flow.
Just like the different winds upon us,
Life blows.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Its frightening
Its frightening,
the power of our connection,
Its frightening,
worse still, our disconnection
Its frightening
The power of our affection.
its frightening
The power of our dissension
Its frightneing,
When I begin to mention
how frightening
it might be to end this tension.
poem by Susan Alldred Lugton
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Messed Up
Life says it is so messed up
I feel so it so often, messed up
This very feeling starts to make my mood be messed up
Can I get over this feel?
I often ask myself about this crappy feeling
Everything goes haywire, here and there
How should I fix my head?
Crappy feelings, so often exist
How should I begin to believe in myself?
Moods and mood swings often start to capture me
Then I start to look into my soul
Mood and mood swings, go away from me
No matter how crappy life becomes, I still got to live
Do not mess my head up as I got to fix it
Haywire, life can be although still I am not breaking
Into my soul if you sneak, lies plenty darkness
Got to get it out of my system, messed up I am not taking anymore.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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A Wind From... Elsewhere
The wind blows here... the wind blows there
The wind seems to blow from... everywhere.
But the wind I love... when it blows... blows fair...
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE! Can you see its graceful fingers... playing in your hair?
Nay! You cannot see the wind... e'en though you know it's there.
It's flitting... it's flirting... it's prancing everywhere
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE! It blows unexpectedly... with a gentle breeze... it blows...
The Great Hand of Miracles... brings it... then it goes
To greet the early morning sun... to dance to and fro
From the highest, loftiest mountain heights... to valleys... far below. 'Who is He that sitteth upon the circle of the earth...
Who gathereth the winds in his fists—Who maketh a wind to pass over...
Thou hearest the sound thereof...
But canst not tell whence it cometh... and wither it goeth.' The wind blows here... the wind blows there...
The wind seems to blow... from everywhere.
But the wind I love... when it blows... blows fair—
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE!
poem by Elga Haymon White
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Swings And Roundabouts
Every life is filled with
its swings and roundabouts.
Life at times swings up
reaching new heights
and then swings down
until we wonder if
it will ever swing up again.
At times life is a roundabout
and catapults us into circles
around and around and around
making us dizzy and disorientated
and keeping us wondering
will it ever stop.
Swings and roundabouts
inherit our lives at every turn.
20 January 2011
poem by David Harris
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Seconds
All day
Hiding from the sun
Waiting for the golden one
Waiting for your fame
After the parade has gone
Outside was a happy place
Every face had a smile like the golden face
For a second
Your knuckles white as your fingers curl
The shot that was heard around the world
For a second
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds of your time to take his life
Seconds
Seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
For a second
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
It took seconds of your time to take his life
It took seconds
For a second
It took seconds of your time to take his life
Seconds of your time to take his life
For a second
For a second
For a second
song performed by by Human League
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Impact Tracked
The century snailed onwards in its slime,
or so it seemed to those who actions mime
as if they were the puppet masters, - yet
stay strung dolls dangling on the jess of Time.
The pendulum of history now swings
to, fro, with speed, more humble posture wrings
from those who ‘take the current when it serves’ -
for Change is in the air, waits in the wings.
So as we witness Nature’s thunder hurled.
Pandora’s box unlocks tornadoes curled, -
an angry retribution will reward
Mankind for the abuses of our world...
Out of thin air there sudden springs alive
a windy wink turned category five,
son of sun, air, and warmer water which
blows minds away, - no sense to stay or strive
as hurry can mock man whose need to thrive
accelerates his hive to overdrive.
What poverty’s undrowned, its ugly head
soon rears in tears, - on prime time captured live
So whether it be cyclone’s swirling eye
or weather spun within a skirling sky
or band on year band foaming on Time’s sands,
Life’s tides turn flash floods swiftly whirling by.
Thus inches fall with mercury’s decline,
this fall’s reflected by the inches brine
or fresh, which lash land, sea, surgre up from shore, -
when impact’s tracked they add up to much more.
As temperatures climb we see a fall
in millibars and mercury as all
which once seem cloudless takes a darker cast
forecast to darken further as the squall
extends from one blind eye one hundred miles
or more to east and west while galeforce guiles
play games as Nature with torrential rains
wreaks havoc turning orphans to exiles.
23 September 2005
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Why I am a Hopeful one
Because I believe that every morning God’s new
That He creates the world right at this time
And not in the past dark blind and forgotten
So every time I must welcome Him
Because in Heaven works there’s something unpredictable
God and the unpredictable that save
and free us from fate slavery
He nullifies dark prophecies’ sociologists
The unpredictable God is He
who loves His children, human
From that source I pail my hope
Hope is not luxury, it is duty
Hope doesn’t mean dream, it is reversed
Hope is a tool to reach our dream
Be happy those who bravely hope
Willing to pay with high price
So their dream become real in life
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Between The Days.....
You went on a trip
It turned out a flip
Tired you were
please when can i leave sir?
to see my dear
Staying you have to do
Sorry, i know it is your foe
Days were like a stopping watch
You were in a match
Going home you wanted
Seeing your
dearest people you cared
You dared
You are good
Can't change the mood
Back you came
Glad we were
soon bored you became
You weren't the same
going for a cure you needed
Stopping you i can't
Half of my heart is you
that sentence
Made my heart cries
instead of my eyes
Graduation day came by
Can't wait for it to fly
My mind was with them
But my heart was with you
to the class i went
cried i did
But it was the time
to go on the stage
Happy i am
seeing you again i doubt!
poem by michelle al G
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Heartburn ♥
Without a warning
without a sound
when your alone
or with people all around.
Could be a phone call
or just a gentle touch
Could be that chili-dog
that you had for lunch.
Swirling from your stomach
up into your heart
feelings overwhelm
tearing you apart.
No matter were it comes from
no matter what the source
HEARTBURN takes over-
Such an amazing force.
poem by Brooke Peterson
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