Cups of Sugar
As the dawning of truth...
Identified by its fresh clarity,
Ascends upon a much confused
And mentally abused land.
The sound of chirping birds,
Have found a new meaning...
Upon attentive and listening ears.
Signs of foreclosures line suburban streets,
As if the trees have brought home new companions.
No more peeking out the window at Jane and Bob!
Even the Joneses next door,
Are at a loss to maintain pretensions!
Something in the air has changed.
And it has escaped,
Deplorable and declining credit ratings!
Burdens appear to lift.
This truth comes to confirm rumors spread.
Some remove their sunglasses to welcome it.
They stand unafraid to show every detail of their flaws.
Others...
Do their best to look acceptable.
Adorning disguises.
As they travel from home to home...
To borrow cups of sugar!
And rushing back to darkened nests,
To dress by candlelight.
To prepare themselves for invited guests.
Who will come,
Hopefully...
Bearing smiles and offers,
They can not afford to refuse.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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There Were Whispers
there were whispers
coming at dawn
near my ears
it is colder
when i am away from home
and the whispers
are a little bit louder
like some birds
wanting to enter
inside my heart
and make
their nests there
the room is dark
and there is no chance
that i will ever sleep
there is this voice
always telling me
home, i will be home
and tonight is the longest
dark night i shall ever have
it is the sound
of the plane, the clutters
of back packs
it is the sound of
the taxi
going to an airport
it is the view of
clouds up there
and some landscapes
some sea caps
and tiny boats
and then the
touchdown
some hands are
waving
it is 7: 00 a.m.
and the smell of home
is as sweet
as the odor of
an old shirt still hanging
on a chair
beside my door
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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When I Think Of Home
When I think of 'home' I think of cherry pies
When I think of 'home' I think of mulberry trees
When I think of 'home' I think of butterflies
When I think of 'home' I think of bumble bees
When I think of 'home' I think of hummingbirds
When I think of 'home' I think of sun brewed tea
When I think of 'home' I think of morning walks
When I think of 'home' I think of Grandma and me
When I think of 'home' I think of hidden trails
When I think of 'home' I think of lullabies
When I think of 'home' I think of signs of spring
When I think of 'home' I think of pumpkin pies
When I think of 'home' I think of bedtime stories
When I think of 'home' I think of I think of honeysuckle
When I think of 'home' I think of roses blooming
When I think of 'home' I can't help but chuckle
Because when I think of 'home' I think Heaven
When I think of 'home' I think of all thats kind
When I think of 'home' I think of dancing
When I think of 'home' Grandma comes to mind
poem by Catlin L. Crawford

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Eyes Once Clouded Clear to Brightness
Hussshhh...
The presence of truth,
Is amongst us on the scene.
Ssshhh,
A silence invited...
Stills the air,
Of chirping birds.
And frantic human beings.
The rustling leaves on trees slowly blow.
It is as though,
A divinity has arrived.
Eyes once clouded clear to brightness.
Those accustomed to disguises,
Stop charades paraded with lies.
And...
Hussshhh...
The presence of truth,
Is amongst us on the scene.
Ssshhh,
A silence invited...
Stills the air,
Of chirping birds.
And frantic human beings.
The rustling leaves on trees slowly blow.
It is as though,
A divinity has arrived.
Eyes once clouded clear to brightness.
Those accustomed to disguises,
Stop charades paraded with lies.
And to everyone's surprise,
Truth does not victimize...
As rumored.
And that which had been disrespected,
Is now observed.
As those things nature protects.
With a consciousness of this as it is.
To expose regret for all the neglect done and shown.
Awakening sensitivities dismissed...
And many to experience tears of happiness.
And...
This is good.
Hussshhh...
Let the presence of truth,
Amongst us on the scene...
Prevail.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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At Crown Hill
Leave him here in the fresh
greening grasses and trees
And the symbols of love, and the solace of these-
The saintly white lilies and blossoms he keeps
In endless caress as
he breathlessly sleeps.
The tears of our eyes wrong the scene of his rest,
For the sky's at its clearest-the sun's at its best-
The earth at its greenest- its wild bud and bloom
At its sweetest-and sweetest its honey'd perfume.
Home! Home!-Leave him here in his lordly estate,
And with never a tear as we turn from the gate!
Turn back to the home that will know him no more,-
The vines at the window-the sun through the door,-
Nor sound of his voice, nor the light of his face!...
But the birds will sing on, and the rose, in his place,
Will tenderly smile til we daringly feign
He is home with us still, though the tremulous rain
Of our tears reappear, and again all is bloom,
And all prayerless we sob in the long-darkened room.
Heaven portions it thus-the old mystery dim,-
It is midnight to us-it is morning to him
poem by James Whitcomb Riley

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Deepness In The Throat
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Look at yourself making so many miscalculations
In your proclamations
As am I
We speak, we learn
We follow through
Like an oppression upon the chest
Looky their its sitting on that shelf
Just reach for it.
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Bang bang the drugs take effect
Are you hallucinating yet.
Don't fret
You'll be soon enough
Think you got it rough
Come on now be tough
Stand up for yourself
Emotional distrust
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Investigate that of what will be
Please stand before me
Tell your stories
They are not so far reaching
Am I the soul you have been needing
Well here you go
Here I am
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Like the victim
Always like the victim
I say just listen
We all feel the same
If I can only take away a little bit of the pain
Trying to make myself sane
With a lonely complaint
I'm no saint
I'm no god
I just say what's comes from my heart
Like it or not
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
Memories of nightmares and dreams
From the clouds mine only can be found
If only for one dance
I'll tell you
I'll promise you
The world before the sunrise
Look into my deep brown eyes
Tell me they lie
Maybe your right
But not tonight.
Like a deepness in your throat
I'm here to make you choke.
A miss step to the abiding course
Scream of the divorce of those of fantasy and the real.
No concept is ever a far cry from the from the truth.
Of the abused
Mentally used
Confused
Bitter
Sour
Anger
Ha te
In everything we relate
So do not agitate
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

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Home Is Not Where The Heart Lies
Home is not where the heart lies.
Home is where there are too many sins to name.
Home is where I cry too many times.
Home has no meaning.
Home is where all of my woes lie.
Home has no love for me.
Home makes me sad.
Home I cannot stand.
Home is where I get picked on most.
Home is where I hate most.
Home I wish would disappear.
Home is only adding to more of my troubles.
Home is where all my family hates me.
Home is where my sister won’t leave me alone.
Home is where my step father won’t stop picking on me.
Home is where my mum won’t stop babying me.
Home is no longer home.
Home has too many things to think about.
Home has too many too many troubles.
Home is where I do secrets no-one knows about.
Home is where everyone lies.
Home is not where the heart lies.
poem by Ellie Parker

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Family
Where have you come from?
Where are you going?
Tell me whats brought you here now.
And is your heart singing?
Then share what your bringing;
We all are a part of the show.
cause we are all going home,
cause we are a family,
And we are all going home.
Are you listening?
We are all going home,
So come join the family,
cause we are all going home.
But is your heart quiet?
Is something not right?
Can you tell me whats blocking your way?
Well, just ask the father;
He knows every problem.
Hell carry that burden away.
cause we are all going home,
cause we are a family,
And we are all going home.
Are you listening?
We are all going home,
So come join the family,
cause we are a family,
And we are all going home.
Yes, we are all going home.
song performed by by Amy Grant

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Welcome Home You
Welcome Home You i'm glad to see your alright
Welcome Home You how was the drive and flight
Welcome Home You was it rough over there
Welcome Home You my love had traveled and brought you home
Welcome Home You my knight returning from war
Welcome Home You my heart forever more
Welcome Home You, Don't leave again
Welcome Home You i'm alone until i hear the knock at the door
Goodbye You you won't be home anymore
poem by Ashley Light

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Home
Home lyrics
[Shane:]
Hey...
What's your name?
Do you live around here?
Don't I know your face?
You say I've been a stranger
For too long
I didn't even notice I was gone
And I wanna come back home
Chorus (all):
Show me the way to make a start
Show me the road back to your heart
And I've learned the only truth that I need to know
There's a million places I can go
But without you it ain't home
It ain't home
[Bryan:]
Please say...
What I need to hear you say
Say I'm thoughtless and foolish
But say it's not too late
Now I don't know exactly
Where we go from here
But trying is the only way to know
And I wanna come back home
Chorus (all):
Show me the way to make a start
Show me the road back to your heart
And I've learned the only truth that I need to know
There's a million places I can go
But without you it ain't
[Bryan:]
It ain't always
Please believe me
Don't give up
Cos we're half way there
We're at the crossroads
In the middle
Between home
And between us there
All I need is
Some direction
Let me know you're here for me
Where you are
Is where I'll be
Chorus (all):
Show me the way to make a start, oh
Show me the road back to your heart
And I've learned the only truth that I need to know
There's a million places I can go
But without you it ain't
Show me the way to make a start
Show me the road back to your heart
And I've learned the only truth that I need to know
There's a million places I can go
But without you it ain't home
[Shane:]
It ain't home
song performed by by Westlife

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Show Me The Meaning Of Home
Home is your paradise
Home is your sanctuary
Show me the meaning of home
A home is the person residency
And in your home you can rest in peace
Because you won't find any violence inside of your home
Also at home during the Summer months the birds will at your porch
And you will be able to hear them singing early in the morning
But the good thing about Summer is that the days are longer
poem by Aldo Kraas

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Back Home
Yeah yeah yeah
Well Im going back this summer to ohio
Im gonna seek out all my friends Ive always known
Im goin back to that farm that I remember
Well Im goin to spend this summer back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Im gonna get up every morning before the roosters
Ill run downstairs fix my breakfast all alone
Ill milk those cows feed the chickens and the horses
Well Im gonna spend this summer back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home (back home)
Ill eat everything that ma puts on the table
When I get back you wont believe how Ive grown
Ill hit the sack early everynight thinkin bout tomorrow whoa oh
Well Im gonna spend this summer back home
Back home, back home, back home
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Thats what Im gonna do thats where Im gonna be, thats this summer
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Gonna get up, gonna get up, gonna get up every morning
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Hey woo feels okay back home
Back home (back home)
Back home (back home, back home, back home)
Ill spend my summer (back home)
Back home
song performed by by Beach Boys

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Silver
Nirvana- Silver
Mom and dad went to a show
They dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's
I kicked and screamed, said please don't go
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Had to eat my dinner there
Mashed potatoes and stuff like that
I couldn't chew my meats too good
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
She said, well, don't you start your crying
Go outside and ride your bike
That's what I did, I killed my toe
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
After dinner, I had ice cream
I fell asleep and watched TV
I woke up in my mother's arms
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
I wanna be alone
song performed by by Nirvana

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Home Sweet Home
Met this girl called josephine and took her up on my machine
We had a little fun and now we got a little one
Had to get married, being chased out of town
Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down
Call it home sweet home, home sweet home
Eleven floors up in a tower block
Happy just to have a home
Ive gone and changed the lock on our home
Nothing really worked out right, things got broke,
They stayed that way
None of our friends came around at night and little sam got
No place to play
Weve got to get out of here, bill she said Ive been telling
You all the while
When I came home from work that night shed jumped out the
Window with our chiled
From our home sweet home, home sweet home
Just a place to take a rest, just a place ot make our nest
-- we call it our home
When the insurance money came through seemed dirty didnt
Know what to do
Took the cash went down the casino, down on the wheel
On the double
And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before
Bought myself a country house with an antique carved
Oak door
It was home sweet home, home sweet home
Just a place to lay our head think of all those things we said
About in our home sweet home.
song performed by by Peter Gabriel

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Home even when i am away from home.
You can take me out of home
But you can't take out home in me
Distance? Keep me away from home
And one day home will keep you away from you
Mountain? You might close the space
And the space will never close the home vehemence in me
Liar? you might lie about my home
But you can't lie about meaning of home
Gossip monger? you might gossip about my home
But you can't gossip about home fever in me
Killer? Kill miles between
When you reach my flesh
Don't flash out the meaning of home in me
You can turn diagrams into diamonds
You can turn zeros into heroes
You can turn gold into old
You can turn sorrow into happiness
Still you can't change the meaning of home in me
You can travel all over the world
But no better place than home
You can reconcile irreconcilable
You can replace irreplaceable
You can destruct indestructible
You can fringe infringeable
But still no better place than you home
Regardless of what ever hardship of life
Regardless of what ever happiness
Regardless of state of mind
Regardless of what ever health status
Home is the best
Home is not where I lay my head
Its where my mind
Home is not where I hailed
It's where my spirit is
No better place than home
Home is home
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya

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The Window
Open the window's
On the home
New air and light
Come with you...
The sun
The moon
Birds sound
working sound
speaking sound
t.v.radio sound
Around all are
Come and speak to you...
you are ready to
Open the home window?
You are did not
Open the window
your home only
Silint...
But; you are a
Very vailent....! !
poem by Otteri Selvakumar

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Return Sonata
Return the dust that is in my home to the streets at home
So that I can have a dust free home
Return the mice to the streets at home
So that I can have no mice in my home
Return some warmth to my home
So that my home can be warm also
Return peace to my home
So that I can live in peace at home
Return freedom to me
So that I can live free
Return the fresh air to my home
So that I can be able to breathe the fresh air
Return the sound of silence to my home
So that I can have some silence while I sleep
poem by Aldo Kraas

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Those Sugar Plum Fairies
You can not be seriously surprised,
That they are seeking someone offering...
A more sweetened outlook of life to live,
Over one who that depicts a picture of it...
With a determination,
To remove them from a process...
That has left them mentally and physically sick.
As a direct result of their delusions?
And they have a preference for this?
I know it is difficult.
But let's get serious!
Who are the few continuing to benefit?
And what device is used to keep those following,
With such an addiction to keep feeding on this...
Revolving nonsense?
And to where have those with a consciousness,
Been chased away to get away from all of it?
If ever there was a need for those with minds of clarity,
That need for them to speak up...
Is NOW!
With a hopeful forgiveness given from them granted.
'But...
What about reprisals? '
REPRISALS?
From who?
What part of devastation have you yet to witness?
What beliefs do you keep have you not seen as false?
Wake up!
Those sugar plum fairies have been lowered as a preference,
On everyone's Christmas list with a 'tripping' to get a loan.
Very few are left to brag about their good credit ratings.
And the safest place to stay today,
Is in a foreclosed home!
You can not be seriously surprised,
That they are seeking someone offering...
A more sweetened outlook of life to live,
Over one who that depicts a picture of it...
With a determination,
To remove them from a process...
That has left them mentally and physically sick.
As a direct result of their delusions?
And they have a preference for this?
Comeon!
I know it is difficult.
But let's get serious!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Leave Me Alone
As for this song
Ill set the mood
Theres nothing wrong
Prefer solitude
Alone to think
Of what I dont know
The deeper I sink
The further Ill go
Nothing to fear
No need to hide
Im already there
Came in from outside
Safe in my nest
Home sweet home
No invited guests
I want to be alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
I wish you would
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
I just want to be alone
Its better this way
No one will get hurt
If you stay away
I wont lose my shirt
If I have become
Too defensive
Im not the one
You have to live with
Chorus
I want to be, I want to be
I want to be, alone
Dont feel sorry
Its not your concern
Only the lonely
Are the ones who get burned
Safe in my nest
Home sweet home
No invited guests
I want to be alone
song performed by by Extreme

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The Defector
Orbison/dees/angie morrow
It's the bonnie and clyde days
Where the girls wear curls and lace
And the boys can't stand the pace of war
It's not the war but the cause the country's fighting for
The seed of discontent is sown
They're burning card back home, back home
The old folks just can't ignore
The posters with ink anymore
I'm not sure what to think
Now i wonder why i'm on this foreign shore
To find peace of mind
For now i walk alone
Amd it's no better to leave than stay
And give more than i had to give
My life was not my own the wife i've never known
I may never know i may never go back home
To the land of the free, back home
To the land of the free back home
Would there be a place for me back home back home?
Well i always wonder why
Will they take me when i die back home
song performed by by Roy Orbison

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Home Truth
I hung up the phone tonight
Just as you said I love you
Once this would have been coincidence
Now these things start to bother me
You still close your eyes when I kiss you
And I close mine too
But we didnt open them again
Quite as wide as we should
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
Does your touch feel the same as it should do
Or is it someone quite similar
Who killed me with kindness last night
Now do I look at all familiar?
But none of these things seem to matter
Since weve grown apart
Id put back the pieces of whats shattered
But I dont know where to start
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
And I feel like a clown
Its tearing me up
Its tearing me down
You say which are the lies that you tell me
Well where do I begin?
So I turn on the tv again
And the world comes crashing in
Is it my shirt or my toothpaste
That is whiter than white?
Is it the lies that I tell you
Or the lies that I might?
This is where the home truth ends
This is where the home truth ends
Chorus
song performed by by Elvis Costello

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