The Incumbent
The trees hid the house from curious passers-by,
For branches had grown thick o’er the years,
Contentment that permeated inside the walls, high,
Was now shattered by dissolution and tears.
Many were the days that the incumbent would cry,
No happiness now, just her fears.
Having been so elated, always in the public eye,
She now had to face all the jeers.
A recluse she’d become, all were trying to pry,
Callous rumours had come to her ears,
This famous star, feted, was now wary and shy,
For the newspapers had started such smears.
Something in her past, that she couldn’t deny,
Was located by some cruel scrutineers,
But if you’re in the limelight, one thing you can’t buy,
Is your privacy, that’s for cold profiteers.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Walls
Walls of stone and walls of brick,
Some walls thin and some walls thick,
Walls so high and walls so low,
Walls to hide and walls to show.
Walls quite short and walls quite tall,
Some walls, last well, some walls fall,
Walls for comfort, walls of hate,
Walls for security, walls ornate.
Some as a barricade, some to support,
Walls of wood and walls of iron wrought,
Walls as a barrier, walls to enclose,
Some are to sit on, some to lean and doze.
Walls we build ourselves, these aren't good,
Walls for privacy, walls that have stood,
So many years through weather foul or fine,
Walls, that are yours, walls that are mine.
Brick by brick they are built to last,
Whether built now or in the past,
They shelter us from so many things,
And shield us from whatever this life brings.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Livin In The Limelight
**everybody wants to be a star
Living in the limelight
A big house and a fancy car
Living in the limelight
Everybody gonna know your name
Surely pleased to meet you
Ask you for your autograph
See your latest feature
In the middle of the middle of a dream
Living in the limelight
See yourself on the silver screen
Living in the limelight
*how you gonna keep em down on the farm
Never make em happy
How you gonna keep em close to home
Everybodys leavin, headin for hollywood
Everybody has a fantasy
Living in the limelight
A personality
Living in the limelight
Hypnotisin the roar of the crowd
Living in the limelight
Never heard of stagefright
First one back for the curtain call
Fall in love with the spotlight
On the cover of a magazine
Living in the limelight
In your limousine
Living in the limelight
Everybody gonna know your name
Living in the limelight
Say, gonna be pleased to meet you
Living in the limelight
Living in the lime, living in the limelight
Living in the limelight
They go to hollywood, be a star
Living in the limelight...
(* repeat)
(**repeat)
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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Seasons
Spring days of birdcalls, old oak trees, and easy friends
of hiking and laughing with the family
Summer days of sunlight-dappled hillsides,
of scrub brush and the willow plants grown high.
Autumn days of cold breezes and lovely trees
of waiting for the winter, will it surprise us with snow?
Winter days of cold and longing for what is not there
of regrets over past deeds and short fallings
Years of happiness and naivete, and trust
of breaking things and discovering differences
Decades of experience and family
of lost trust, old friends, and new self
Lifetimes of sorted events and magic memories
of sorrow, hate, love, and lonely deaths
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Vicious Rumours
You feel the knife stuck in your back
You feel it twist and you hear it crack
Can't make a sound for the sudden pain
You wish your blood were Novocaine
You see the smoke and you feel the flak
You're burning up and you're turning black
They say you fell and you hit your head
Your other bun is Whitenbread
Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
All of this is getting normal now
You'll never go back to your farming plough
Vicious rumours
You're right at home back at William's flat
You heard a sound you turned and shot your cat
Your hands are shaking, everybody sees
And there's a rhythm drumming in your knees
You return into a foreign night
Inside you know something is just not right
Sometimes you duck when you see your pet
Canary turned into a Sabre jet
Shocked consumer - you're just an average guy
Swelling tumor pushing on your eye
And now you know why all the headaches come
And why you're getting progressively numb
Vicious rumours
I've been denied, debriefed, detuned
Sometimes I howl right at the moon
My family treats me gradually
They know my volatility
Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
And now I know why all the headaches come
And why you're getting progressively numb
Vicious rumours
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
(Vicious rumours)
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
Who do you think we are
We don't care
We don't care
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Years of Tears
Years of tears for no ears to hear, lonely for years am I
Years of tears for no ears to hear in silence they dropp and die
Years of tears, hidden deep, I cannot weep, nor cry.
Years of tears, for many fears of dying alone, I sigh.
Years of tears which no one hears as many years go by.
Years of tears in the lonely sky, my tears grow wings and fly.
Years of tears, my smile shines, through its little lines, I lie.
Years of tears, my somber peers through my melancholy eye
Tears of tears, Years of Years, in my soul, I tie.
Years of tears for no ears to hear my tears weep goodbye….
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Teenage Suicide
Life is callous, cold and cruel,
He found that out when he went to school.
He had a hopeless youthful crush
On another boy he thought was lush,
That passion reached the farthest stars
Beyond an agony of tears,
But no-one understood that pain
Would drive him finally insane.
Life is callous, cold and cruel
And misfits die of ridicule.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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The Bad Element
I don't believe rumours;
Yet, it I couldn't ignore.
It rings in my ears.
Rumor is a wild fire,
Whose heat one couldn't escape.
The one who spreads rumours
Is a bad elemant
Or has bad intention.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Me
Me - I could be a Movie Star,
Keep all my facelifts in a jar,
And use them when 'things'
Start to droop
In my soup.
Me - I could be a Fashion Model,
Showing off would be a doddle,
On the catwalk,
Moving my hips with a sway,
What do you say.
Me - I could be a Beauty Queen,
On the famous 'Miss World' scene,
Posing with a gorgeous smile,
Being feted,
I'd be elated.
Me - I could be a Ballet Dancer,
Yeah, a really high class prancer,
Doing the 'Dying Swan' on stage,
On my toes,
What do you suppose.
Me - I could be an Opera Diva,
The powerful voice of an achiever,
Rule Britannia here I come,
With a cantata,
For a starter.
Me - I could be a well known painter,
You really couldn't get one much quainter,
I'd have a flare
For something that's a masterpiece.
Wonders would never cease.
Me - I could be a Dress Designer,
From me the designs could not be finer,
I'd make them for the rich and wealthy,
Who'd have the 'dough',
Don't you know.
Me - I could be a top Entrepreneur,
But no one then could call me Sir,
For I'd be a lady who knows
Just when to take a chance,
And thus advance.
Me - I could be..........but no,
I would rather be, JUST ME! .
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Broken Heart
Between the trees, he stood, that lonely man.
Looking out with eyes that did not quite see.
In his sad mind there really was no plan,
He knew not what would be his destiny.
He’d spent so many hours just standing there,
Days fine and sunny, cold or thick with snow.
And seemingly his brain was unaware
That he was pacing slowly to and fro.
The days when he had worked, had loved, had smiled,
When things were good and life held happiness,
Were gone, and now no job, no wife, no child.
Alone he faced the world in deep distress.
He must somehow take hold and try to mend,
The broken heart that shattered with the grief.
To forward go, to turn the final bend,
And leave the past behind and find relief.
Between the trees, he stood, that lonely man,
And looking up towards the sky, he said,
‘You’ll both be with me through my earthly span,
To meet again in paradise ahead’.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Inside my happiness...
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
Inside my happiness, the colors are so bright and vivid and I am able to see everything clearly.
Inside my happiness, there were no dark times because in my happiness the sun always shines.
Inside my happiness, there is no pain, there is no fear and there certainly is no doubt.
Inside my happiness, we all live as one and there is peace for all beings.
Inside my happiness, there is God and he has planned all of this for me.
Inside my happiness, addiction never happend.
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows and no tears for the hurt doesnt exist.
Inside my happiness, there is you, and you are everything.
Inside my happiness, there is a woman who is ready for life.
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
poem by Amber Swiney
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Rain Tears
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Melding in torrential fears:
Chill of cloud; saddened eye-
In either way, a latent cry.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Married under sceptic jeers:
‘They'll never last.' Methinks not true, for
Either way, forever blue.
Rain, tears, rain, tears,
Simple love with lacy cares,
Their intercourse will ne'er refrain
From rain and tears and tears and rain.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Curious
Straight as a dye
On us we rely
Yet watch how my head is turning
Distracting my eye
Its no reflection on you, yet who would believe me
Troubled by the thought of it, I cant deny
That Im curious, never meant to hurt you
Just curious, I cant deny
That Im curious, never have decieved you
Just curious, I cannot lie
Give me a reason
Ill hide my delight
Shamelessly Ill seize the moment
Just my needs in sight
Its no reflection on you, yet who would believe me
Troubled by the thought of it, I cant deny
That Im curious, never meant to hurt you
Just curious, I cant deny
That Im curious, never have decieved you
Just curious, I cannot lie
Its no reflection on you, yet who would believe me
Troubled by the thought of it, I cant deny
That Im curious, never meant to hurt you
Just curious, I cant deny
That Im curious, never have decieved you
Just curious, I cannot lie
song performed by by Olive
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Inside my happiness
Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me
Inside my happiness, the colours are
So bright and vivid and i am able
To see everything clearly
Inside my happiness, there was no
Dark times because in my happiness
The sun always shines
Inside my happiness, there is no
Pain, there is no fear
And there is certainly no doubt
Inside my happiness, we all live as
One and there is peace
For all beings
Inside my happiness, addiction never happened
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows
And no tears, so the hurt doesn’t exist
Inside my happiness, there is god
And he planned all this for me
Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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This Is My Hiding Place
as a child i was hurt
hurt so deeply with nowhere to tell how hurt i was once
with no other place to bury my tears
to shout my fears
there were no skies above me
there was no moon to confide
there were only walls
i have grown up
through layers and layers of silence
thick silence thicker than the earth of million years
strong and big and always
keen and piercing the walls that i have been used to
i have seen more about life's pains
and felt the dangers
that i have escaped and survived
i have become a man
and found this hiding place
my poetry.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Just a little poem about a house
A house made out of glass and bricks
That has seen some tricks
A house that has been here for years
This house has witnessed some happiness and some tears
This is house used to be my home,
Used to call it my dome
Now it doesn’t exist anymore
Glass and bricks are swept to the floor
Memories of the past, weren’t meant to last
The only thing that still stands, is the drawing in your hands.
poem by Oopsie Woopsie
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Through tears, do we see rainbows in the desert.
Like tempered glass that's been shattered inside,
I still maintain my shape.
Heal the wounds between the cracks
and time will feed your heart.
Of pain and memories time retains,
but one day it will be a small friend.
Sad smiles on your face replaced with laughter and tears,
of joy and happiness.
For one day in the future beyond the days of rope,
will one day have you unbound.
Smile, rejoice and be glad.
God will bring you home.
Life and love shall be yours.
Rejoice, believe, trust, love, and be glad.
There is joy,
even in fears.
Hidden Drive
there's a dirty house that's falling apart
some want to fix it but they don't know where to start
there's cobwebs and cracks in the walls
this is where rain's relief dares not to fall
no one really cares to help this place
they just look at the face
this old house is kept inside
with a disguising shell to hide
something i noticed as i passed by
at the house where hope will die
the windows were clean and new
though everywhere else the weeds grew
the windows had such an allure
i couldn't take it anymore
i gazed at the windows in awe
then through them i saw
the messy, run-down house inside
where beauty died
then i realized
something about eyes
eyes are the windows
clean and lovely for show
but behind them is the soul
sometimes your eyes will fool
the beauty and shine will not last
for one day, someone will see past.
poem by Alex Manson
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The Rumour
(elton john/bernie taupin)
This is the last time
Ill look across this table
And try to face a feeling I dont even recognize
This is a sad hand
That reached across and touched you
When all wed built around us came crashing to the ground
There was a tide turning
Somewhere deep inside us
When all these years together seem lost behind my tears
Oh there were good times
But in between the dog days
I felt the pain of rumour whisper in my ears
But I still tried to love you
I still tried to care
Still tried to hold on with the power of my prayers
But you cant fight the rumour
You cant argue with you heart, no
Once the rumour spreads, once the rumour spreads
Once the rumour spreads, the truth is just a thing of the past
As the rain falls
I listen to the radio
And try to memorize the words to georgia on my mind
But were no old song
We never stood the test of time
The lies inside the rumour left trust so far behind
But I still tried to love you
I still tried to care
Still tried to hold on with the power of my prayers
But you cant fight the rumour
You cant argue with you heart, no
Once the rumour spreads, once the rumour spreads
Once the rumour spreads, the truth is just a thing of the past
And when we say goodbye
Be sure to look me in the eye
And know the real secret
Was the thing we didnt have to hide
But I still tried to love you
I still tried to care
Still tried to hold on with the power of my prayers
But you cant fight the rumour
You cant argue with you heart, no
Once the rumour spreads, once the rumour spreads
Once the rumour spreads, the truth is just a thing of the past
Once the rumour spreads, once the rumour spreads
The truth is just a thing of, its just a thing of
The truth is just a thing of the past
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Through Our Tears
The walls in our house are never empty
many memories are hanging on them there.
Photographs of days of old,
each capturing a moment in our time.
A day at the beach
frolicking on the sand
under the sun.
Standing beside our old car
that took us out on Sundays
to enjoy the country air.
Our wedding day so long ago
with the family gathered round
toasting our long life together.
The Anniversaries we have had
to celebrate those years
all hang on our walls.
Our happiness through our tears.
11 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Trying Times
[Talk:]
Baby I'm so glad your here
'Cause I have so many things to tell you
So many things to talk to you about
'Cause your the strength I hold onto
And I hope I'm the strength that you hold onto
So we can strive together and be perfect
Til' death do us part
The nights gone the morning here
And soon it's time to talk about
Where we stand and where we plan
To be in life long years I need to know
I keep crying tears of joy
I guess that's what you're put here for
To change these tears of pain
To tears of happiness
Through these trying times
trying to get the best of me
I'm still finding time to show I care
With my crying eyes
I see contentment because of you
Trials and tribulations build up walls
In front of faces made of stone
Yet we stand strong enough
To break the walls down to journey on
But I know if we just bond our hearts
There will be nothing that will stand in our way
And we'll be together forever and a day
Through these trying times
trying to get the best of me
I'm still finding time to show I care
With my crying eyes
I see contentment because of you
song performed by by Boyz II Men from II
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