Mental Fire Extinguisher
Tackling the mountain of today with my
usual bag of fears and anxiety, fighting
the dragon of encroaching meaningless-
ness in my head, fighting mirror images
everywhere, comforting myself with the
bitter truth, it doesn't matter
Life's dragging its feet without adventures,
listening to the inner voice exhorting me to
seek things intrinsically beautiful without a
need to justify existence, use of such con-
cepts will be crowned with success and
answers to my requests
In the best universe ever conceived, my
only problem is a continuing fight against
routine, the lack of challenge and a never-
ending search for a legal spark to ignite
feelings with which to colour these grey
freezing days lacking interest
My life is a lesson in the art of enduring
boredom with patience, of living without
the emotions which have been outlawed,
of remaining calm and unconcerned as
Rome burns, a mental fire extinguisher
has not been invented yet
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Soldier
Am a soldier at war
I have never seen violence
Because when I fight there is still
Silence
I have no weapon except
My heart it doesn't fire
Zinc bullets it only fires
Pink feelings
Am a soldier at war
Fighting for my other leg
For if am not successful
I will fall
Am a soldier that shows
True colours I fight with
Passion for I don't need
A camouflage suite to hide
Am a soldier that doesn't
Salute but holds on to his
Heart with no malice pollution
Am a soldier at war with
A warm heart but fighting
Against ice cubes
Am a soldier fighting for
A nocturnal issue which is
Replacement
Am a soldier that doesn't
Listen to any sergeants
Commands only my heart
shall give me an order
Am soldier fighting for
THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
poem by Atlay Mwenifumbo
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Here in my heart
Another year leaves its mark on me as it nears the ending.
So many things in my head, so much to say... difficult not to get lost in a war of words.
The most painfull thing is to give up, as i said i never would.
And so i never have, not for a second.
As i would have done anything for you, as i had so often endured just about everything.
I guess i am in the wrong place, as even my home feels like a strangers place.
This shell of my life, even my skin feels like a curtain to cover the truth.
And truth is, nothing is fine or allright...
In my head things run wild, as if i'm not really here... memories and imagination still collide.
But then again, i am not really here... not really in this existence this collection of pointless seconds that fill the days.
The giving up is what kills me, the letting go wrecks me.
Letting go means the end, the end of many thigns that roll on the edge of balance between good or bad.
The life with you was my sacred ground, within that nothing could have harmed me.
Now i'm like a ghost with a forgotten voice, but i have not forgotten your voice.
No matter how many days ago all the images are like yesterday.
Almost impossible to control myself, to control my head but i must...
I must contain myself all the time, no moment to let go, every heartbeat still pumps out blood.
I'm still in a fight, but the fight kills the remaining bits of good, not much left by now.
Still trying not to give up, even though my dreams are klling me and and getting up gets harder by the day.
Just to let go for a single moment is losing, even that fraction of a second will overwhelm me and render me hopeless.
Because in the end...
You are still here in my heart.
like it has always been.
... And i'm still not giving up... even if that destroys the last piece of my heart.
poem by Lucas eman
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The Dark Knight Comes Too Pass
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
From a mere boy
Being raised by the wolves
Living in the darkness for just too long
Something just went so wrong
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
Was it a death so desperately
Forever in misery
A loves tragedy
Is always so sad to see
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
The not so dead family
A murder held with in their arms
With no recourse
With no remorse
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
He's the alternate ending
As the light comes to pass
Shadows lurk
They shouldn't be disturbed
Let them rest in peace
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
Festered hate fills his eyes
As he is victimized
By those desecrated his loves ones grave
Becoming of the nightly terrors
The dark knight has come
Fighting for his moment
Fighting for his glory
Fighting for his thrown
Fighting is all he has ever known
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Calling Again
Album : Silencer (2001)
When I wake up
Find it so hard to breathe
Time to take up
Because now I'm not even me
Fighting heaven fighting hard
But you're not listening to me
No...
Strike a zero
Unknown wants I can't see
You're my hero
Why don't I believe in me
Fighting heaven fighting hard
But you're not listening to me
No...
And I hear your voice, you're calling again
But there's no answer from me
And I hear your voice, you're calling again
Face the window
Time to set you free
Hear the wind blow
Making mockery of me
Fighting heaven fighting hard
But you're not listening to me
No...
song performed by by Zed
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Fighting Through Life
losing patience with life,
can't handle things that are not working,
feeling frustrated every step of the way,
how do you deal?
when stuff not going your way?
i would say life just $uck$,
but that would be too easy,
life is hard,
i'm tiried of fighting through it,
it's a uphill battle,
that i seem to be losing,
don't know why?
maybe because along the way,
i gave up a fight,
i want nothing to do with,
would you agree?
life is never what it seems,
i guess only in dreams,
but fighting for what you want,
is just not that easy,
everybody strive for that peace in life,
when would the hell would i get mine! !
Copyright © 2009
5-13-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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CodeFinder
Sorry, no, thank you but no thank you,
I do not wish to purchase CodeFinder
Bible Code Software, I read books to
enrich my life with new possibilities -
to widen the mental horizon, not con-
cerned with degree of probability
I do not replicate experiments, leave
negative comments to anyone who
enjoys destroying anything they did
not learn about at school, I have no
desire to check the mathematicians
Those who enjoy shrinking the world
are free to inveigh against anything
without my having to join in fighting
them, I am just glad the imagination
is able to conjure so many new ideas
I only fear two things: boredom and
lack of freedom, the only scourge
in existence is ignorance
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Meaningless
Sometimes you do things for others
never realising what it does to you.
It feels as if you’re helping them
then realize what it has done to you.
You get lost along the way
withdrawing from the world
and no longer having anything to say.
Gone is that, that nurtured you
as you turn your back away.
Your world becomes a blank page
with just one word written on it
and that word is despair.
You no longer have anyone
to talk to and share your ideas.
You recede into apologies
for nothing that you’ve done.
The comfort zone you once had
is gone never to return.
You slip into boredom that you once knew.
Your life is filled with images,
which are meaningless to you.
Your stuck in a world
that is neither happy or sad,
but which is meaningless and empty.
Your creativity has all but ebbed away
and shrunk back into the void
that once controlled your life
and looks like doing it again.
You wander through each day
devoid of the things you need
to carry your life through. It happened why you ask.
The answer is not so readily available.
Slowly you fall into loneliness
where no thoughts are written down,
sliding into an empty world
where your voice is never heard
and no voices come back to you.
The world of desolation
where you are no longer an individual,
but just another empty drone.
Your emotions have been drained away,
your feelings are now gone.
You face each day without caring
whether it will be your last.
poem by David Harris
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Burn Tomorrow
Its the kind of day that starts bad in the morning
When I wake up to the feeling that nothing is quite right
But circumstances forces me to make a smile
And so I head up to my destination feeling all the while
Cause I burn, Im burning so fast
Burning up from the inside
Fighting bad emotions fuels the fire
When someone burns,
Burns all day long and it pain, it just never subsides
Left them with what one desire that
Tomorrow please come cause today is
Too much to take and I know this
Never thought you would break and its showing
Tomorrow please come or Im going
To break out and cry, cause this has been
The worst day of all, always kept it
I was falling apart and I need it
I hope the morning comes soon cause I need it, yeah
So feeling unhappy situation
From a place with something that I didnt want to face at all
And it weighs me down, like concrete shoes in water
But I have to keep a straight face, and that makes it so much harder
Cause I burn, Im burning so fast
Burning up from the inside
Fighting bad emotions fuels the fire
When someone burns,
Burns all day long and it pain, it just never subsides
Left them with what one desire that
Tomorrow please come cause today is
Too much to take and I know this
Never thought you would break and its showing
Tomorrow please come or Im going
To break out and cry, cause this has been
The worst day of all, always kept it
I was falling apart and I need it
I hope the morning comes soon cause I need it, yeah
Tomorrow please come cause today is
Too much to take and I know this
That without you I will break
And I cant take another day like today
Tomorrow please come
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Go Mental
Out of the hospital out against my will
Life is so beautiful Ive gone mental
Mental mental
Ive killed my family they thought I was an oddity
Life is so beautiful I am a vegetable
Mental mental
Ive gone mental Ive gone mental
Staring at my goldfish bowl popping phenobarbitol
Life is so beautiful Ive gone mental mental mental
Sitting on my window sill life is so beautiful
Ive become irrational Ive gone mental
Mental mental Ive gone mental
song performed by by Ramones
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Mirror Mirror
Mirror mirror
You tell lies
Who put crows feet
Round my eyes?
Mirror mirror
Hanging there
Who put that grey
In my hair?
Mirror mirror
Is that me
Is that really
Me I see?
Mirror Mirror
Stop your fun
That's not me
That is my mum
Mirror mirror
Don't stare back
For it's bad luck
If you should crack
Mirror mirror
On days like these
When what I see
Doesn't please
Mirror mirror
My mood this day
Will ask you turn
The other way!
poem by Stevie Taite
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Lies
I like to search inside for the things that you will hide.
Whats the problem? cant you seem to
Set loose the problems that haunt and taunt you?
I smile while youre afraid.
You run, while your soul pays.
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life.
Thinking about your inner fears.
I like to search inside for the things that you will hide.
Whats the problem? cant you seem to
Open your body and let me touch you?
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life.
Thinking about your inner fears.
I want you to see, master of disguise.
For all the things that hurt you, of all these useless lies.
I want you to feel, feel you on up inside.
Once Id took you in, Id throw you out instead.
I try.
You win.
My life... is ripping your heart out and destroying my pain! go!
Do you ever see outside your fears?
Thinking about your life.
Thinking about your inner fears.
song performed by by Korn
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Race To The Fire
(dieter bohlen)
Producers for bonnie: dieter bohlen & luis rodriguez
Race to the fire
All the wheels are turning
All alone just in a lonely world
Yeah baby
Maybe love is a lonely number
Cant you hear the wheels of thunder
Theyre driving deep into your heart
Feelings theyll never be torn apart
Maybe hes the man behind the wire
Hes living in a world of fire
He sailed his ship alone
Theres a heart but theres no home
*race to the fire
All the wheels are turning
All alone just in a lonely world
Till the end of the time
Hes fighting the crime
Thats no lie, my baby
**race to the fire
To the end of eden
To the city of the lost and found
He is too proud to cry
Or too live with a lie
Take him seriously, baby
** * race to the fire (fire)
Race to the fire (fire)
Race to the fire
Hes fighting for your rights
Race to the fire
Race to the fire (fire)
Race to the fire (fire)
Only the strong survive
Maybe hes goin through the motions
Theres a shadow of devotion
Its showin his destiny
One minute past eternity
Oh maybe good things dont last forever
Hes living just now or never
No mountain is high enough
Times are getting really tough
(* repeat)
(* * repeat)
(* * *repeat)
Race to the fire
Fighting for your rights
Race to the fire
Time is on his side
Race to the fire
Two hearts collide
Race to the fire
There is no crime
(* repeat)
Race to the fire
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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I wish it was yesterday. [[11/29/09]]
So the fighting begins
The arguments rise
The doors start slamming
Voices are lost from all the screaming
Tears are falling and crashing around our feet
I wish I didn't stay home today
I wish they stayed at my father's
I wish we could all just get along
I wish there wasn't so much fighting
I wish he would stop being a smart ass
I wish he would learn,
But I know none of this would happen
I know,
Because it never does
It's more of a routine we all seem to face
All I have to say is:
I hate today
and
I wish it was yesterday.
poem by Shannon Nicole
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More Or Less
Fighting over money.
Yet, I want more.
More money,
More to fight about.
We fight over the lack of intimacy.
Less intimacy.
The more we fight.
So we remove the intimacy.
More fighting over less.
More of me,
Less of you.
The more we fight.
Yet you are diminished even more.
I am full of myself.
My desire to fill you up with me.
Draining yourself of you.
Your identity lost.
Yet I look into a mirror.
With the same result,
Now, I am on the receiving end.
Our logic defies all logic.
My piece of mind,
Or my mind of peace.
It depends.
More or less.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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What Defines Success
What is the journey to success?
Success is not gained by defeat
Success does not occur over night
Success can emerge at any age
Success is working to full potential
Success is courage
Success is lending a hand
Success is not listening to negativity
Success is being positive
Success is living your life instead of the life of others
Success is being proud
Success is overcoming obstacles
Success is striving
Success is listening to your heart
Most of all success is accepting
What you have accomplished
poem by Alisha Ricks
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Sacrifice
ignite me
ignite me with just a spark
from you in the dark
and i will be this fire that burns
that lights from day till night
to warm your body
and guide you in your way
and when i am ashed
tell them if they ask
i have done my duty
i had it my little own way
from the spark of your love that never dies
i have become the constant sacrifice
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Anchor in foreverness
My ideal is learning to see and feel
perfection in everything and everyone,
my dream is love unconditional through
acceptance of everyone and everything
Without the boredom of world peace –
respect for the need to be different means
focusing on a personal path ignoring all not
wanted without judgment or fighting
While respecting those who need to reject
and judge to justify their own existence; secure
in the knowledge- life is lived on mental islands,
safe, untouchable by opposing ideas
I’m free to let them be without fear, without
forcing them to fear me – this is wrong with
all creeds; using teachings meant for quiet
contemplation only as a basis for
Enslavement, but man is FREE, we CAN
respect ALL freedom, most of all; let’s
respect our own freedom without living
in prisons for false security
Freedom will change society, by making rules,
problems are proliferating, a faulty formula
can’t be fixed by adding more steps to the
administrative process
Bureaucracy teaches to locate the problem’s
source and implement a new solution, not
add another authority to the faulty
procedure in order to
Anchor the failing status quo in foreverness…
poem by Margaret Alice
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Fight
You know some days I like me.
Some days I dont.
Some days I try with passion.
Sometimes I wont.
I might just hold my guard up,
And lock my heart up tight,
But its the door thats open,
Letting in the light.
Theres a battle raging
Inside of me.
Its a holy struggle,
And it wont let go of me.
No, no, no,
I dont want to stop the fighting,
Wo, wo, wo,
I just want to live right.
I used to sit and ponder
If Id be fine,
If jesus lived his own life,
And I lived mine.
But love is such a magnet,
It pulled me night and day,
Until my needy heart
Just couldnt stay away.
Life can drive you crazy,
Or just about.
But even when its most frustrating,
This kids not walking out.
No, no, no,
I dont want to stop the fighting,
Wo, wo, wo,
Sure its tough but I wont deny it,
No, no, no,
I dont want to waste my life hiding,
Wo, wo, wo,
I just want to live right.
Ive made up my mind now,
I dont want to lose out, (unguarded)
Beginning to see now,
What the fight is about, (unguarded heart)
I gotta stay open,
Keep defenses all down, (unguarded)
Dont want to be hiding,
When the love comes round.
No, no, no,
I dont want to stop the fighting,
Wo, wo, wo,
I just want to live right.
No, no, no,
I dont want to stop the fighting,
Wo, wo, wo,
Sure its tough but I wont deny it,
No, no, no,
I dont want to waste my life hiding,
Wo, wo, wo,
I just want to live right.
No, no, no,
I dont want to stop the fight, now,
Wo, wo, wo,
I just want to live right, now.
No, no, no,
I dont want to stop the fighting,
Wo, wo, wo,
I just want to live right.
No, no, no,
I just cant stop the fighting,
Wo, wo, wo,
If I want to live right.
No, no, no,
I dont want to stop the fighting,
Wo, wo, wo,
I just want to live right.
No, no, no...
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Fighting Hard
Rolling out to fight for England, singing songs across the sea;
Rolling North to fight for England, and to fight for you and me.
Fighting hard for France and England, where the storms of Death are hurled;
Fighting hard for Australasia and the honour of the World!
Fighting hard.
Fighting hard for Sunny Queensland—fighting for Bananaland,
Fighting hard for West Australia, and the mulga and the sand;
Fighting hard for Plain and Wool-Track, and the haze of western heat—
Fighting hard for South Australia and the bronze of Farrar’s Wheat!
Fighting hard.
Fighting hard for fair Victoria, and the mountain and the glen;
(And the Memory of Eureka—there were other tyrants then),
For the glorious Gippsland forests and the World’s great Singing Star—
For the irrigation channels where the cabbage gardens are—
Fighting hard.
Fighting hard for gale and earthquake, and the wind-swept ports between;
For the wild flax and manuka and the terraced hills of green.
Fighting hard for wooden homesteads, where the mighty kauris stand—
Fighting hard for fern and tussock!—Fighting hard for Maoriland!
Fighting hard.
Fighting hard for little Tassy, where the apple orchards grow;
(And the Northern Territory just to give the place a show),
Fighting hard for Home and Empire, while the Commonwealth prevails—
And, in spite of all her blunders, dying hard for New South Wales.
Dying hard.
Fighting for the Pride of Old Folk, and the people that you know;
And the girl you left behind you—(ah! the time is passing slow).
For the proud tears of a sister! come you back, or never come!
And the weary Elder Brother, looking after things at home—
Fighting Hard!
You Lucky Devils
!
Fighting hard.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Succes! !
It’s not a goal you seek
It’s not about getting money
It’s not to stay negative
It’s not all about you but other around you too
It’s not the end but the beginning of your life
To realizing and learning is what your success is
To try and want to improve is what your success is
To accomplish things by your own is what your success
To give or share is what your success is
To respect and believing in you is what your success is
To challenge yourself is what your success is
To work hard to reach your dreams you once believe is what your success is
Success is sweet and…. I believe it’s waiting for you to own it and hold it with your life.
poem by Angie Alphonce
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