A New Life
The midwife
Together with my wife
Strove to bring us a life
(A new life)
To care for our lives
After our strife.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Liqueur and Life
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Blow my brains
Oh, transcendence a kiss
Last forever and a day
Like the music of a harp
There notes string you along
Like a child you hear
But not the voices behind
The silence in what they say
Because you're to blind drunk
You cannot hear or see
Beyond, your own misery
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Blow my brains away...
But quantum physics
I better understand
Like Janis Joplin she lives with me
Through you!
Thunder in the airways can't you see
Life under a toadstool, how can it be?
My life's boxed under the stairs
With you!
Take a rain cheque darling,
I can't take no more
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Liqueur and life
Trouble and strife
Blow my brains away...
poem by Mark Heathcote
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After School (Villanelles)
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
You will graduate soon but don’t forget.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
Some people will deal with it with a knife,
Because they are scared to try to forget.
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Others might get rich and have a good life,
But it could end up in a huge regret.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
Few may stay single in Gods way of life,
They will find happiness they won’t forget
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Most have a fine job and a loving wife.
Someone to go home to and be a set
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
For you who don’t take the bad way in life,
Will be happy and never have regret.
Don’t think that school’s the hardest time in life.
Believe, Believe do not end it in strife.
poem by Martin Glenn
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I Do
Well I've gone steady with a-lots of girls
And to all of them I tried to be true
But I'm so glad I never promised them
What I promised you
And that's I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life)
Well I heard from my folks
Time and time again
To make sure that I found the right one
And every time you meet
Your heart will beat
And you'll want to say
You'll say I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life now)
Oh yes I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life now)
Ah ha ha I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life now)
Ah ha ha I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life (ah yes the rest of my life now)
Ah ha yes I do (I do, yes I do)
Take you (take you, I'll take you)
For my wife (for my, for my wife)
For the rest of my life
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Low Life
Fatal fascination for the seedy part of town
Walk down the street and your head spins round
Dont be seen alone without your friends at night
Take a gun or a knife to the low life
Dont have to be born into this society
Pay for love but the hate comes free
Bring enough money for the rest of your life
Dont bring your wife to the low life
Bringing us there to the degredation
Always keep your back to the wall
No rewards for your infatuation
Low life
No life at all
Yeah, low life, low life
In here to long to be afraid anymore
You cant reach the bed so you sleep on the floor
You get so stoned you think you could fly
But you wont get high on the low life
Low life, low life
Low life, low life
Low life, low life
Low life, low life
song performed by by Sting
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Rose Bush's Life
have you ever seen a rose bush
grow over a period of time
well it gets bigger and
a lot more complected,
as it grows and expands
it starts as a seed
and with the right care and time
it develops into a bush
but with the wrong amount the bush is not heathy
and may die
that’s the same with a baby
we start as a egg in our mothers tummy
with the right amount of care and 9mounts
we sprout into the world
young, healthy and a able body baby
but if we are not taken care of properly then
we may not live
a rose bush sprouts many different roses
during it’s life time
as if they are sections of there life
generations
of there life time
our lives look and act
like a rose bush
also it starts with one seed
you
then we sprout up and
make our own lives
with a family and
that spouts other things off of us
husband, wife, kids, and grand kids
our lives are like a
rose bushes life
for a rose bushes
are our lives
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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The Worst Day Of My Life
My Heart Has Now Shattered
I Should Feel Angered
Watching You Walk Down The Aisle With Her
Is It Because She's Brighter?
I Try So Hard To Hide This Feeling Inside
The Feeling I Died
The Feeling That I Should Be The One Marrying You
You Said That Your Feeling For Her Were True
Is It Because She's More Beautiful Than I?
Please Just Tell Me Why
She'll Never Know You The Same Way I Do
Don't Even Try To Argue
We Both Know Who's Right
I Know This Is Supposed To Be The Best Day Of Your Life
The Day She Became Your Wife
But With All Respect
I Must Say I Object
She Doesn't Love You
Not The Way That I Do
The Day That You And Her Became One
The Day That I Lost And She Had Won
The Day That She Gained Your Last Name
The Day I Lost What Made Me Tame
I Lost You
I Can't Say That This Feeling Is New
For I Have Lost Everything That I Ever Called Mine
No, I'm Not Fine
Not That You Should Care
Life's Not Fair
Especially Because Everything That I Have Ever Lost...
It Was All Because Of Her
The Cheater
The Day She Became Your Wife
Will Forever Be The Worst Day Of My Life
poem by Ivy Strife
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Father –in-law’s and mother-in- law’s daughter is a daughter-in-law
Father –in-law’s and mother-in- law’s daughter is a daughter-in-law
In the long and short journey of life one has to read the same law,
Even the daughter-in-law should not treat with them just like a saw,
She must think that her husband’s parents are like her own parents,
Action and reaction we can see soon infront of our eyes and mind,
And every one has his or her law and so let us always live by a law,
A good son-in-law does not deserve for any kind of dowry to find,
He too considers that his wife’s parents are just like his own parents,
A daughter is born in her own family and lives in the another family,
All will weep to see the changes of her life from the starting to an end,
If that new family members are good for her she lives very happily,
Otherwise in every walk of her life she suffers and herself will tend,
All daughters have to face and face to cross the same path of life,
The Nature itself will pity on them to see their difficulty of life’s strife.
poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Football His Diversion
He is not getting on with his unhappy wife
His Football Club his diversion from his problems in life
He looks forward to the weekend through each working day
To cheer on his team such is life some do say.
He and his wife seem to have little in common at all
She does not have any interest in football
And their nineteen year old daughter is living elsewhere
Experiencing life in the big World out there.
With his mates in the pub football stories they share
A diversion for them from their every care
Than football no greater passion in their lives they can name
To them it is more far more than a game.
It would seem love in their marriage it is of the past
But then few things in life ever do seem to last
On saturday he barracks for his team whilst she
Is with her friend in the cafe enjoying afternoon tea.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Vow
Why should a man take a vow
Just to take a woman and marry her now
Why should he wed, when he easily could of fled
Should he buy the milk if he already has the cow.
Why should a man ever promise his life
With the stipulation that a woman becomes his wife
As the two will become one, from sunset to dawn
Why would any man accept that strife.
Why must a man wed just to be merry
As he takes the woman's worries along to carry
By taking that mate, which she swore is his fate
Then someday one of their lives they will have to bury.
Why should a man ultimately give up his way
How he lives his life or how he spends his pay
By changing his living, and accepting new grieving
For that man I feel sorrow, and for him I will pray.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Stepping up to Life
Do you ever stop and think about
The chapters of folks’ lives?
They started from absolutely nothing
Took on a husband or wife
Bought a house and then planned
A family, one kid at a time
Careers went into the mix
It’s all so interesting, I find
Bought a car and chose a pet
Tried hard to make it all work
Responsibilities piling up
Mysteries would constantly lurk
Chapter after chapter of their lives
Ticked by till retirement came
Some responsibilities gone
No, life was never the same
Now spring is here once again
Sure, there are new kinds of strife
But folks will do as they always have
They are stepping up to life!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Low Life
Words and music by Sting
Fatal fascination for the seedy part of town
Walk down the street and your head spins round
Don't be seen alone without your friends at night
Take a gun or a knife to the low life
Don't have to be born into this society
Pay for love but the hate comes free
Bring enough money for the rest of your life
Don't bring your wife to the low life
Bringing us there to their vocation [? should be: the degredation]
Always keep your back to the wall
No rewards for your infatuation
Low life
No life at all
Yeah, low life, low life
In here to long to be afraid anymore
You can't reach the bed so you sleep on the floor
You get so stoned you think you could fly
But you won't get high on the low life
Low life....
(ad lib vocals to fade
song performed by by Police
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To My Spouse Valentine
God saw your heart and made me yours;
God knew my heart and made you mine;
God made us two, spouses forev’r;
God wants us to be happy ever.
What God has joined, none can divorce –
The standing law of God in terse;
If some could separate, life’s worse;
God’s Will can’t be undone by purse!
When man and wife – a sacred bond,
And nuptial dress, we both had donned,
Until we reach Elysium’s pond –
‘Has God, the Almighty not warned?
Though halves in Christ, we are both one;
Our lives must shine akin the Sun;
A lot of good work lies undone;
Sin is the one we have to shun.
Thus, marriage is a sacred thing,
That’s done before the heavenly King!
Our children, joy it always bring;
With gratitude, our hearts must sing!
You are my valentine, dear wife!
I am your valentine for life!
Rock-like, we stand in peril, strife,
And earthly problems that are rife.
‘I love you dear spouse from my heart! ’
– Promise to keep till we depart;
The Bible tells our living art!
If in sin, we always restart.
‘Happy Valentine’s Day, my beloved wife and sweetheart! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-5-2009
poem by John Celes
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Sorrow
“Sorrow”
I have so much sorrow
I really don’t care if there’ll be a tomorrow
I’m all alone in this abnormal world
I can’t see my life ahead because it’s such a blur
My sorrow is something normal in my life
I don’t care if I’ll be a wife
I love my life but, I hate my life
I don’t care about what I do
I don’t care about trying something new
My whole life is based on sorrow
I never think about happiness
It’s all because I can do nothing else but stress
I hate the fact that my life is such a mess
Sorrow
I hate that word! !
BY: Latedra Yaisha Ellis
poem by Latedra Ellis
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A daughter loves her parents more than a son
A daughter loves her parents more than a son
But parents love their son more than their daughter,
After his marriage a son becomes a wicked person,
Then a son loves his wife more then his parents,
Over heard by his wife he pushes his parents out of home,
None gives them shelter in their old age except GOD,
Daughter will pity on them and she will welcome,
As they sow so shall they reap the crops,
Every one should be careful for action- re-action of life,
Today we disobey our parents tomorrow our sons re-act so,
Hence we face the same journey of our life's strife,
If we take care of our parents the same God will do,
We surely get what we do in the kingdom of God,
Carefully with guilt and virtue God has made a bod.
poem by INDIA Mazid S Kazi
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Don't Bring Me Down
Pay the rent, make the dent
Break the routine, smell the stench
Take the pill, just for thrills
Sitting on your silk screen beds
Taste the dirt of a world
Full of violence and regrets
Take a bite out of life
Don't bring me down (Down, down, down, down...)
Don't bring me down
Don't bring me down
Don't bring me down
Turn your back, get in sack
Twisted faces, heart attacks
Suicide, selfish pride
Fornication, broken lives
Ecstasy, casualty
Peace of mind, wipe it clean
Take a bite out of life
Don't bring me down (Down, down, down, down...)
Don't bring me down
Don't bring me down
Don't bring me down
Down, down
Down, down
Down, down
Down, down...
mmm, mmm
mmm, mmm...
song performed by by Feeder
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Why are butterflies free?
A butterfly goes thru one of lives greatest metamorphoses.
It starts its life as a caterpillar going thru life eating and waiting for that moment to begging its life’s journey. It cocoons itself until it is ready for its last steps in life.
Spring forth from its cocoon, it frees itself and flies off into the light. It is its begging and ending all at the same time.
It doesn’t care about what the future brings
It doesn’t care about lesser things
It doesn’t care about the rain
It doesn’t care about the pain
It doesn’t care about where it belongs
It doesn’t care about a silly love songs
It doesn’t care about right or wrong
It doesn’t care about the road being to long
It doesn’t care if the sun sets in the east
It doesn’t care about war and piece
It doesn’t care about the world in helter skelter
It doesn’t care about a warm shelter
It has no idea about mass destruction
For that takes too much contemplation
For politics it has no reaction
It needs no constitution
Just being is its satisfaction
It looks to no one for absolution
No homeland for repatriation
It has no skin for condemnation
It has no time for recreation
It has no room for damnation
A butterfly lives its life like there is no tomorrow
For a butterfly there is no tomorrow
A butterfly just wonders the earth sapping up life as it goes by
It owes nothing to anyone
Fly butterfly, fly and be free
Be free to be free
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Bounty Hunter
Big and fat,
as well as his wife.
Lots of gold,
their life, they have sold.
Searching each county,
for the price of the bounty.
Hunting a woman or man, caught
throw them in the back of the van.
What a life of trouble and strife,
constantly complaining, his wife.
Now saying under his voice:
I'll put a price on her head, if she doesn't clam up.
poem by David Darbyshire
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At The Hands Of Time
Why don't we pray
for better days
when conscious can
convince us to stay
Love comes once
in a lifetime
Why take it away
at a dropp of a dime
Lets drink wine
for loving times
We break up
to make up
to know were
we stand and stay
it be our
finest time
to talk out
our differences
that is in dismay
we most sacrifice
to build a better future
in ones shoo-ray
for better days ahead
Why not have counsel
to keep our hearts, love
and family near
its know need
to live in fear
my love is here
to cheer
we need to bring
us all together
convince our family
we are the ones
not the other
for each other
for years to come
We can make it
if we try
don't give up
no lie
this the year
of The Messiah
to uplift our lives
we must strive
to have a better life
as a family
as a whole
don't let it
to continue to boil
no more
or it sure will
hurt and be sore
and out the door
I want and need
you for everything and more
as a wife, friend and family
for all, the rest of our lives
no trouble, no pain, no shame
love, happiness, glory
to claim
lets bring change
At The Hands Of Time
Sure enough
we were right
for life
my wife
poem by LaRon Green Sr.
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Wife
I fancy this
Man so much
In my life…
That I want to be
His lifelong wife.
To be or not to be
His wedded wife -
Is a conflict in me
So very rife…
That it wages in me
A constant strife…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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There is a certain justice in criticism. The critic is like a midwife - a tyrannical midwife.
quote by Stephen Spender
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