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Cemetery

making love on
the ground in
a cemetery.

fallen leaves,
silent stones,
and the cat cry

of your passion.
bringing the dead
to life!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Chase

Imagination's running wild
I'm a man, not a child
Can't seem to make something of my life
Here i go again, down, down, down
So you want to be someone
But my love, you just don't know
I'm chasing, but some man's making
It's just bringing me down, no no no
I'm chasing, some man's making
It's just bringing me down
In conversations, about who you are
The way you talk, boy, you're the star
Can't seem to make something of my life
Here i go again, down, down, down,
So you want to be someone
But my love, it just don't run
I'm chasing, some man's making
It's just bringing me down, no no no
I'm chasing, some man's making
It's just bringing me down
I'm chasing, some man's making
It's just bringing me down,
I'm chasing, but some man's making
It's just bringing me down
(instrumental)
I'm chasing, but some man's making
It's just bringing me down, no no no
I'm chasing, but some man's making
It's just bringing me down down down down
I'm chasing, but some man's making
It's just bringing me down,
I'm chasing, but some man's making
It's just bringing me down down down
(more instrumental)

song performed by by Ufo
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I Will Always Love You For Who You Are

Even if the leaves of ground turn red of my blood
Even if the leaves of ground turn happy yellow into dust
Even the leaves of ground turn brown into ashes
Even if the leaves of ground turn black into the night
You will always be swaying in my breath
Because I will always love you for who you are

Even if they take out my mind again
And spin it round the midnight blue
Even if they take my heart away again
And throw it down a silent well
From inside that well your name I will call
Even though I don't like to make promises at all
This much I can always promise
Because I will always love you for who you are

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Night Flower

Night flower oh night flower
What fragrance you now give
All the darkness in coming hour
Where shadows of longings live

And dreams are in their dim
Flowing so carelessly here thru
Full of darkness whimsy whim
With every new flow to renew

Night flower in your dim mood
Where love is making its wing
And passion is the hours elude
As its conduit to frontiers sing

Of passion in its ardor making
Like leaves in its wind caress
So much tender of feeling making
In creation of its love fearless

Night flower in dreams beyond
Here shades of the night and flow
Where only its fruits are found
Those give of a gleam its glow

And the moon is its fallen angel
Thru the fairies of dream’s flight
All the wonderful and devotional
That makes such a passion alright

poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Sunshine

Sometimes it's hard
When rain's pouring on
I used to worry
What tommorrow would bring
Then you came along
Changed my world around
Gave me something to believe in
When I'm upside down

And let me say I owe it all to you
And I wanna thank you
For making the sun come
Shining through

Now that we're together
Everything can only get better (get better and better)
Now that you're around me
Swear I'm gonna love you forever (forever and ever)
Now that we're together
Everything can only get better
You bring the sunshine to my life

If you should find
You need someone too
Just turn head in my direction
And I'll do the same to you

And let me say from the bottom of my heart
I wanna thank you (I wanna thank you)
For making the sun come shining through

Now that we're together
Everything can only get better (get better and better)
Now that you're around me
Swear I'm gonna love you forever (forever and ever)
Now that we're together
Everything can only get better (do do do do do do)
Now that you're around me
Swear I'm gonna love you forever (hey)
You bring the sunshine to my life

Keep bringing (keep on)
Keep bringing (keep on)
Keep bringing
The sunshine to me

Keep bringing (keep on)
Keep bringing (keep on)
Keep bringing
The sunshine to me

And let me ask you
Girl

song performed by by S Club 7 from Sunshine
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Old Ireland

FAR hence, amid an isle of wondrous beauty,
Crouching over a grave, an ancient, sorrowful mother,
Once a queen--now lean and tatter'd, seated on the ground,
Her old white hair drooping dishevel'd round her shoulders;
At her feet fallen an unused royal harp,
Long silent--she too long silent--mourning her shrouded hope and
heir;
Of all the earth her heart most full of sorrow, because most full of
love.

Yet a word, ancient mother;
You need crouch there no longer on the cold ground, with forehead
between your knees;
O you need not sit there, veil'd in your old white hair, so
dishevel'd; 10
For know you, the one you mourn is not in that grave;
It was an illusion--the heir, the son you love, was not really dead;
The Lord is not dead--he is risen again, young and strong, in another
country;
Even while you wept there by your fallen harp, by the grave,
What you wept for, was translated, pass'd from the grave,
The winds favor'd, and the sea sail'd it,
And now with rosy and new blood,
Moves to-day in a new country.

poem by Walt Whitman
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Evol

is this just another love song? well it sure sounds that way..
about some girl who dumped me and how i found my way
well this time its different, 'cause im not coming back
im not sure i want another freak attack
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
its an all or nothing game like russian roulette
you can pull the trigger and risk your life, or sit back and relax
all of my romances left with a bullet in their head
it leaves a whole story blank.. it leaves a dreamer dead
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
im falling.. im falling.. im falling.. im falling.. i'm falling.. i'm falling..
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever
am i old enough to have fallen so many times?
fallen for a girl like you before i let my life behind
why cant i just find a perfect girl
the one i know was meant for me and knew that i would live forever

song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Lilydale

[ music: robert buck/lyric: natalie merchant ]
Come as we go far away
From the noise of the street
Walk a path so narrow
To a place where we feel at ease
Some think it is haunting
To be drawn to the cemetery ground
As we
Theres a stillness here
Thankful found
Childs pose angelic
A stone lamb at her feet
Part the matted overgrowth
To read the carven elegy
Some think it so haunting
To be drawn to the cemetery ground
As we
Theres a stillness here
Thankful found
Born in new albion
Of rice family elite
Wed to myron bilowe
Thrice with sons
Blessed was she
Some think it so haunting
To be drawn to the cemetery ground
As we
Gods acre is a fenced in
Hollow ground
Here soon to rise up
Amelia tender and sweet
Her last words spoke
All is well
All is peace
Some think it so haunting
To be drawn to the cemetery ground
As we
Gods acre is a fenced in
Hollow ground

song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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The Street

Here is a long and silent street.
I walk in blackness and I stumble and fall
and rise, and I walk blind, my feet
trampling the silent stones and the dry leaves.
Someone behind me also tramples, stones, leaves:
if I slow down, he slows;
if I run, he runs I turn : nobody.
Everything dark and doorless,
only my steps aware of me,
I turning and turning among these corners
which lead forever to the street
where nobody waits for, nobody follows me,
where I pursue a man who stumbles
and rises and says when he sees me : nobody.

poem by Octavio Paz
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(Mother poems) To his mother the kitchen meit

Mother, Mother
D'you see that there
Beer hall
I don't want to go there
Mother, mother
Do you see those there boys and girls
Into that abandoned house they go
To make babies as if baby making
Is going out of fashion
Protect me mother I don't
Want to run with the wrong crowd
Mother, mother
Do you see that man
He carries death
In the bulging bag slung casually on his
Broad shoulders
He sells drugs and illicit booze
Stand close to me mum I don't want
To fall into the clutches of the bootleggers
And the merchants of death the drug lords
Mother, mother
Do you see that inviting
Jail house
Be with me mother
Give me the tons of your love
I don't want to miss you in jail
Mother, mother
Do you see that silent cemetery
Stand by my side mother
For I am scarred
And the cemetery is so silent
So discouraging for those who don't
Want to die young

poem by Ngaka Motaung
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The Flask of Time

There is a single leaf flying
in this my autumn gloaming,
a leaf fluttering light
as if being orchestrated
by your words in flight
rushing to my inner ear;
'I have fallen in love
with another you said.'

My leaf stammered,
swaying in its downward flight
unable to remount the tree,
terrified to crash the ground
suspended forever there
as was also true of your words;
better to not reach my inner ear
better to not have my leaf touch down dead.

Between us all these years
neither war, nor peace;
we existed in the troubled middle ground
purgatoried, unsensed, fluttering, leaf bound
frozen between tree and ground.

Now you have burned our tree down-
lit the leaf and made it flame-
and pulled from under us the very ground.

No matter the dead leaves, the burning tree
no matter the absent ground
these things will
in turn return
for the seasons never-end.

Therefore, I shall take my sip of sorrow
sipped slowly from my Flask of Time
and await
the Spring.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Happy Man

Merely by chance
Very unsuspecting
You caught my heart
Unprotecting me
Now Ive fallen in love with you
Just when I thought
I was free and easy
You came along to me
Soft and breezy
Now Ive fallen in love with you
Woo hoo
Ive fallen in love with you
And for the first time in my life
I know what its like to be a happy man
Happy man
And for the first time in my life
Youve given me something I cant understand
Being a happy man
Be with me now
Love me forever
Leaving you lady
Is something that Id never do
Ive fallen in love with you
All of my life it seems I have waited
Now I can say all these words I have stated are true
Ive fallen in love with you
Woo hoo
Fallen in love with you woo hoo

song performed by by Chicago
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Afternoon In The Cemetery

A dog with a lame leg drags itself around the tombs
Mrs. watson talks with someone whos been dead for years
A sickly smell of urine rising from her tights
Two old ladies on a park bench sitting silent already dead
What a wonderfull place to have a cup of tea
What a wonderfull place to read a book bout love
What a wonderfull place to sit around with me under a tree
On an afternoon in the cemetery
Millions of flies spiral around a cross before they land
In a fresh grave someone dug last night
The little chappel looks so sad even the flowers seem to cry
And all those people seem to wait for the moment they will die
What a wonderfull place to have a cup of tea
What a wonderfull place to read a book bout
What a wonderfull place to sit around with me under a tree
On an afternoon in the cemetery

song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Through My Eyes

I believe-
I believe my thoughts are being broadcasted
I believe you can see my world through my eyes-
When your eyes are closed, I believe that you can hear my thoughts
My thoughts that speak of persecution and threat
These thoughts, as directed towards the rest of the world.
I place my hands over my eyes so that
What is inside of mind does not become
The literature of other people-
Even though my thoughts are silent
When your eyes make contact with mine,
All that I am thinking screams out to you and
I know you wish to harm me.
I believe-
I believe I am being threatened
Being threatened by those who follow my path,
Walking behind me, and somehow
Knowing my destination-
The leaves upon the trees have fallen in autumn and
Now the trees are barren, and I have no place to hide.
This whole world has become the enemy.
I believe my thoughts are broadcasted as I walk,
Kicking aside stones and the leaves that have fallen-
Snow has fallen upon the edge of time and
I stand upon the edge of time, counting the minutes-
Counting every second before the whole world knows of
The anger, hurt and my thoughts misconstrued,
That are torturing me every day and every night-
All I can do is to keep on walking and hope
That one day this mistrust of the world shall
Heal inside my troubled mind and somebody’s eyes
Will make contact with mine and say
“it doesn’t matter to me what you are thinking because
You are a person with a heart and a soul like everyone else and
I believe we all have faults-“ I look towards the sky searching for an increment of hope A world exists inside of me- a beautiful world I hope someday will not matter
If I let somebody inside to see- to know my destination and
I won’t need to hide anymore- when spring comes flowers shall blossom and
Leaves shall grow in the summer- and in the autumn leaves shall turn colors and fall-
I shall continue my journey towards the day I can learn to trust the world around me,
As I kick aside the stones and the fallen leaves as I walk-
With my eyes open to the world, my spirit, unafraid.

Claudia Krizay

poem by Claudia Krizay
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The things I love with a passion

I rock and roll with passion
I talk out my soul with a passion

I eat good food with passion
I defeat bad mood with a passion

I sleep well with passion
I weep hell with a passion

I dream endlessly with passion
I gleam ceaselessly with a passion

I aim for money with passion
I do the same for honey with a passion

I listen carefully with passion
I glisten dutifully with a passion

I search for fame with passion
I research to blame with a passion

I walk everyday with passion
I talk and play with a passion

I embrace life with passion
I face nightlife with a passion

I laugh out with passion
I chaffe about with a passion

I cook with others with passion
I look at mothers with a passion

I touch gently with passion
I clutch tightly with a passion

I work hard with a passion
I rock mad with a passion

I gear up goals with passion
I stir up roles with a passion

I make friends with passion
I take weekends with a passion

I love kissing with passion
I love teasing with a passion

I make love with passion
I take from above with a passion

If push comes to shove
Label me old fashioned
For these are things I caption
In life with all my passion

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Cemetery Drive

cemetery drive,
covered in mist,
driving down the road,
so cold,
the crypts and tombstones cast dark shadow,
the bats and the wind,
grimly howl,
cemetery drive,
a place of shadow,
cemetery drive,
tall dead trees,
comfort the dead,
black roses grow along the road,
they fight the cold,
and give the living hope,
the living hope their hearts never stop,
and they'll never have to call cemetery drive home,
and tend to the shadows and black roses

poem by Catie Belle Stark
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It Is So Beaufitul

a tree
dies attacked by fungus

infection is all
over

all leaves fall
to the ground

i watch sadness
creeping on stones

a tree without leaves
is happiness

stripped
off
as though deserted
all essence
gone

it does not end there
yet

this afternoon
birds with yellow breasts
and tiny beaks
come hovering

the dead tree sings a song
to the night

the sky is listening and it is
so beautiful

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Morning Chants

they are like
cicadas
chirping on the dry
seasons
trying to harmonize
the sadness of
the fallen leaves
every morning
when the winds are dead
when the chimes
are silent
there the chants begin
to fill in the spaces
of this dying town
my heart listens.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Aries

Right, let's get the whole thing cooking)
I try to run in a different race
But every time I seem to loose face
Making it hard it's easy
But I got to keep trying to lessen my pace
I try to walk down a city-street
I say hello to the people I meet
They're walking their way and thinking I'm crazy
But I have so much trouble just to keeping the beat
Well my way of life is simple
'Cause I just do what I please
Whatever I was blessing
Well it worn't to laugh at me
Maybe I'm just a country boy
Hinging life bringing no joy
Well it's bringing me down, it's making me lonely
You see I'm fooling with a life and it ain't no toy
Well my way of life is simple
'Cause I just do what I please
And whenever I got problems
I just call upon Aries
Here she comes
Here she comes

song performed by by Supertramp
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The Air That I Breathe

(hammond/hazlewood)
If I could make a wish, I think Id pass
Cant think of anything I need
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
Nothing to eat, no books to read
Making love with you has left me peaceful, warm, and tired
What more could I ask, theres nothing left to be desired
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep
Sometimes all I need is the air that I breathe and to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe, yes, to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep
Sometimes all I need is the air that I breathe and to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe, yes, to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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My feet hanging from the roof,
I sit staring at the sky,
Some stars twinkling far away,
The moon drowned in the dark,
The trees so silent-leaves motionless,
Strike a chord-the music begins!

I see my shadow evolve in the field,
Much longer - much darker than me,
Reminding me of those golden days,
Much shorter-much happier than today,
A joy in my heart-a bunch of friends,
Sang songs of life-brought life in life!

The breeze brings in a scent of solitude,
The silent trees have lulled the birds asleep,
The motionless leaves have hidden the fruits,
The faint moon has emptied the sky,
There is a void in the air,
As I reflect on my toy of thoughts.

Will I be lost like those fruits in the dark?
Will I be drowned like the moon in solitude?
Will I be silent like those trees?
Will I be motionless like those leaves?
The night is devilish bringing thoughts of end,
Like those twinkling stars passing into nothingness.

poem by Saket Suman
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