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Heed My Words All You People

Heed my words all you people,
For what is needed by the mouse is now being eaten up by the cat!
But i have my mond on you always.

Heed my words all you people and learn from them,
For what is sweet in the land of Libya is now sour!
But i have my mind on you always.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Song For Libya

My prayers are with you people of lybia
I know that you all have to fight everiday for survival
But somebody loves you also because he made you people of Libya
And his name is God
Also don't give up hope every single day
Believe in what you believe people of Libya
Eventhough you are crying people of libya
I can still hear you all crying
I even know that life is not easy people of lybia
But you all have to go on with life
Also life is precious
If there is anything that I cando people of lybia
Don't hesitate to call me
And remember that you can always count on me people of Libya
Because I will arrive any time you need me
Even if it is during the Winter, Summer, Spring, or Fall
I also understand what you are going through people of Libia
Because everybody's road to hell is different

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Early Works - Take Heed

Take heed ole wayfaring stranger
take heed to disaster cometh,
the stars are blind to morals,
as morals are blind to life.

Take heed ole saintly fool
take heed in your wooden ship,
the sea has crushed many a man
as many a man has crushed life.

Take heed, take heed
hear what I say
there goes no tomorrow
only borrowed today.

6 October 1980

poem by David Harris
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Why Should You Take Heed of Me?

Why Should You Take Heed of Me?

God, God, God,
Why should You take heed of me?
Why do I take so much heed of myself?
What is this all about
You and Your Universe
You and Your ‘Infinites’ and Your ‘Vasts’ and Your ‘Beyonds? '
What is this all about
This mind this consciousness this me me me?

God Are You playing a game
With us
As I played one with the ants
A lifetime ago
When I was
A non- wanton schoolboy?

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Naughty Words!

Often words are but tiny turds of humor and of wit,
Flotsam in a poets mind…“Oh my, what junk, what shit! ”

Alas, it’s true at times words can form a perfect line,
“How wonderful, how clever” the words are so sublime

When all is said 'n done, its truth that’s clear 'n real,
By writing what we see 'n hear...especially what we feel

Write on poets!

There be no rules that we must heed or follow
Drink in the gifts of words sweet chums...
But don’t forget to swallow!

ROTMS

poem by Ray Lucero
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Magic Words

it could blind the healthy eye
in-sanitize the most sane
hypnotically change a mind
that might never be the same

you heed when it calls
this is magic like never before
cuts through hearts like a sword
oh how sweet is the sore
come nigh, oh come nigh

i need to tell u these words
kneel i in your sight
im scared for the worst
but no matter what it takes

these words i will tell you
with goosebumps on ma skin
these magic words i tell you
I LOVE YOU.

poem by Ralph O'Grantson
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Head The Call

Have you been listening, (Listen to the music)
Have you been sleeping (The sermon's in the music)
(The man standing next to you, he must surely be your brother)
(So brother please) heed the call
(The piper he's still piping)
The magic in the music
(The drummer he's still drumming)
The message in the music
(Sweet song of loving you should be singing)
(So brother please) heed the call
Listen to the music, Listen to the music
(Listen to the music) heed the call
(Listen to the music) heed the call
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
Heed the call of the music
(It's still early in our morning)
There's still time for singing
Let's not waste our morning
Join in the singing
The outlaw of the midnight
He all too soon comes winging
(So brother please, please) heed the call
(Listen to the music) (Listen to the music) yeah
(Listen to the music) (Listen to the music) oh oh
(Listen to the music) oh oh oh (Listen to the music)
(Listen to the music)

song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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A Hot Iron

Expose her,
Expose him,
But on the stage like the ceasefire after the war! !
But, whose guns killed these people?

Reverent,
Dignified,
Filthy lucre!
Breed, greed, reed, need, deed, feed, heed, peed, seed, teed, weed;
But new and inexperience! !
However, the conduct of yourself was like the boldness of your sweet love.

You are giving heed to seducing spirits and the doctrine of demons!
And like a hot iron in the land of your muse;
But founded with the law to expose him or her! !
However, a righteous degree is the way of life than the negative chains of war.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fool Me Not

All those honeyed words I hear
make me cringe as you
whisper them in my ear.
For the words I believe
are not sincere,
these honeyed words that I hear.

They're too sweet to depend upon.
I hear them. I react
and then you're gone.
'Woman', I say to myself
'Take heed.
Those words really
are not what you need.'

Fool me not. Fool me not.
Take your words and leave.
Fool me not. Fool me not.
As the honey drips, I grieve.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Wino's Wisdom

The story of the old king and the sceptre of wine,
Like diamonds showing the way to the sky,
I try to tell the time by the hands of the clock tower,
But its too high oh so high.

Call the birds and whisper sweet nothings in their ear,
Someone please tell them morning is here,
We might have gone nuclear a few years ago,
This barren land must have hidden way down below.

They all made promises they couldn't keep,
This is why they say we sow what we reap,
It might actually be the other way around,
But karma says what goes around must come round.

This is the ballad of the old king and his sceptre of wine,
Pay heed all who hear these words of mine,
Its not what you do that takes you to eternity,
Don't follow the mad man as he rows his boat into the sea.

Pay heed to your own judgement like your fathers before you,
So that you may become men in your time too,
Follow the footsteps of your own heart,
Keeping time with the music is what won't drive you apart.

Nonsense rhyme set to a bar mistimed,
This is a ballad you could sing because it rhymed,
Don't get carried away by my words this way,
I'm glad you read it all and that you could stay.

poem by Aditya Nittoor
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Nothing Was Delivered

Nothing was delivered
And I tell this truth to you,
Not out of spite or anger
But simply because its true.
Now, I hope you wont object to this,
Giving back all of what you owe,
The fewer words you have to waste on this,
The sooner you can go.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty of rest.
Nothing was delivered
But I cant say I sympathize
With what your fate is going to be,
Yes, for telling all those lies.
Now you must provide some answers
For what you sell has not been received,
And the sooner you come up with them,
The sooner you can leave.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty rest.
(now you know)
Nothing was delivered
And its up to you to say
Just what you had in mind
When you made evrybody pay.
No, nothing was delivered,
Yes, n someone must explain
That as long as it takes to do this
Then thats how long that youll remain.
Nothing is better, nothing is best,
Take heed of this and get plenty rest.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Mintah William

Sieve, believe, grieve;
And like the muse of 'Mintah William' in the land of my birth;
Succeed, proceed, seed, creed, heed, weed, breed!
With words of love and works of peace;
But, my mind is still on you.

Greed, reed, freed, treed, peed, need, deed, feed!
Searching around and looking for you;
But, i do hope to meet you one day,
For the muse of this village is all about the works of your people.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lack Of Knowledge

For the lack of knowledge my people perish,
And one cuts a tree and decorate it;
But my people want it so.
Oh yes, for the writers of old had falsified the truth and,
Many do run for it like the madness of war on this earth.

Do you know Zeus of Olympics?
Today we have Olympic Games and many are yet to learn.
You've got the machinery and I've got the words so,
Without my words you cannot print out thr books;
So, i don't see why why i should pay you money to be published.

Come to Africa and do see things for yourself,
Come and let us also teach you what are not in your books;
For lack of knowledge my people do perish.
Come and learn from us too,
It is like our lives all day long with all the raw materials;
These are your wants so do pay for them,
Like the sugar needed in tea for one to drink.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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God’s Ways!

God gives His people beloved,
Some problems added in their life;
And if they don’t improve their hearts,
He gives them some more extra strife.

If they neglect the God Most High,
He gives them tribulations rife;
And if they do not heed His word,
He gives His rod and knife!

God’s chosen people can’t escape,
Into a world of vice and sin;
God sees that they obey His words,
All souls, He loves, He’ll win!

poem by John Celes
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Heed Not!

Heed not the cock-sure tourist,
Seeing with English eyes;
Stroked at the banquet table
Still, with the old stock lies—
Pet of a social circle,
Guest in a garden fair—
Free of the first-class carriage—
He learns no Australia there.
Heed not the Southern humbugs
By the first saloons who come—
From his work in the wide, hot scrub-lands
The Australian goes not home.
Give them the toadies’ knighthood,
Fit for the souls they’ve got;
Fear not to shame Australia
For Australia knows them not.

Heed not the Sydney ‘dailies,’
Naught for the land they do;
Heed not the Melbourne street crowd,
For they know no more than you!
Pent in the coastal cities,
Still on the old-world track—
They know naught of Australia,
Of the heart of the great Out-Back.

But wait for the voice that gathers
Strength by the western creeks!
Heed ye the Out-Back shearers—
List when the Great Bush speaks!
Heed ye the black-sheep, working
His own salvation free—
And Oh! heed ye the sons of the exiles
When they speak of the things to be!

poem by Henry Lawson
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A Song For While Im Away

These words I wrote, play and sing to you
Do not convey the love I brought and bring to you
For this is a song for while Im away
To say all the things Id love to say
You are my life, my everything, youre all I have
You are my hopes, my dreams, my world come true
Youre all I have
Please heed me now these words I have to say
Now Im headed for the border
You see this song it ends right at the start
I swore when I was younger
No one would win my heart
And far away hills look greener still
But soon theyll all slip away
Its then Ill be returning
And Ill be coming home to stay
You are my life, my everything, youre all I have
You are my hopes, my dreams, my world come true
Youre all I have
Please heed me now these words I have to say

song performed by by Thin Lizzy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My Son

My son,
Heed to my muse and learn my words;
My son,
Listen to my words and learn from my muse;
For, you need the deeds of your father to grow up.

Low, sow, flow, grow, mow, throw, tow, marrow, row, slow, wow!
For you need the deeds of your father to move on;
But, learn how to respect others as well.

Now, bow, blow, brow, allow, pillow, wallow, arrow, willow, how? !
For the wages of sin is death;
And, you need to learn from the positive aspects of life only.

Crow, cow, show, prow, vow, yow, swallow, fellow, follow, glow!
Only with the muse of the positve characters of life;
So, listen to my words and learn from my muse.

Try to overcome the needs of life by feeding your brain with love,
And move on to achieve your positive goals in life;
For, not all that glitters around you is gold.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Words

Words on this paper
Words in my head
Words while I'm texting
Computing
Unsaid
Words between people
Words on the phone
Words upon words
Even when I'm alone
Words from the Bible
I question
Don't mesh
Words from pornography
Making them flesh
Words with flat letters
Written in black
Good words and bad words
You cannot take back
Words that are shallow
Words that are deep
When they're too many
They put me to sleep
Words that I'm writing
And rhyming you read
Whatever I'm saying
There's prolly no need
Words from the alphabet
Words that can't be
When you are blind
And it's Braile that you see
Words that are worthless
And said on the fly
My words or your words
Are most likely lies
Words in a sentence
Wise words or fair
The only words earnest
Are those said in prayer

Written by Sara Fielder © 2011

poem by Sara Fielder
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Take Me

Take me…
Take me away.

Into your world
By the words that you say

Sweep me up
In your imaginations

Allow me to see
Your poetic fabrications

You know you want it…
You wantonly wish that I may

heed you…read you
And go all the way

Into private rooms
Deep within your mind

Places proffered shamelessly
To all manner, ilk and kind

You allow access to readers…
Be they all total strangers

Ever Shielded from contact…
From intimate dangers

Don’t deny you take pleasure..
From the comments you get

Don’t forgo the treasure
Of the kind words…and yet

You’re leading me into
The keeps of your mind

Guiding me knowingly
As one would the blind

So Take me and teach me
I’ve no more to say…except

Write beautifully, poetically
Let your words lead me astray

I’m open to anything
Take me away

poem by David Whalen
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Viewpoint

some people said I was crazy

And some people said I was lazy

And some people said I was on course

For a fully fledged 'divorce'

Until I said 'listen, I'm not married'

Some people said I was always carried

By other people with as much emotional baggage

Some people said I looked like a cabbage

And some people said I was as BIG AS A HOUSE

Some people said I was as quiet as a mouse

And some people said I should get a life

some people said I was a pain in the neck

And some people said they felt the pain

And some people who salvaged the wreck

Abandoned the deck

Broadcasting the ship would sink

And some people of the same clan

Disconnected their phone

Leaving me to ponder on my own

About all that they had said

And all their words fell silent

And suddenly dead.....

After so much defintion

I chose life instead

yvette smith march 09

poem by Yvette Smith
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there is a mountain of words
an ocean of words
a continent of words

there is a rain of words
a flood of words
a river of words and true to their being words

they also disintegrate as syllables
on the other hand some form the clauses
conditions and terms
some make sentences and paragraphs

a world of words full of words
i am not a word and i am buried in a mountain of words
a sea of words i drown
a continent of words i am condemned to walk all the days of my life

too may words my ears do not listen anymore.
my eyes do not like to read anymore.

i like something not having to do with words.
what about a touch? what about a picture?
what about a kiss?

why don't people just make love without saying a word?
let us start touching the hearts of people
to avoid this war of words that lead us to our own perdition.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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