State Of Utter Bliss
Had a lovely time wolfing down a waffle, talking to the marvellous
manager of our local restaurant, my storybook hugely entertaining,
laughing unrestrainedly while swirling in whirl of social schedules
then wafting everywhere enveloped in an atmosphere of good-will
Breaking the evil spell laid upon me by a horrible text, when typing
lower-case the computer changed typescript into capitals, setting
fireworks off in my head, a red mist covered my eyes destroying
my comprehension till only my inner Mr Hyde was left, Dr Jekyll
Left in a huff; I researched equivalent English terms - but nothing
made sense and in the end there was no progress, I was wasting
my time being miserable to no effect - I stopped throwing good
money after bad, feasted my eyes on the book I love
Then proceeded to eat and read myself into a state of utter bliss…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Confrontation
Dr. Jekyll in lower case
Mr. Hyde caps.
Lost in the darkness
Silence surrounds you
Once there was morning
Now endless night
I will find the answer
I'll never desert you
I promise you this
Til the day that I...
DO YOU REALLY THINK
THAT I WOULD EVER LET YOU GO
DO YOU THINK ID EVER SET YOU FREE
IF YOU DO IM SAD TO SAY
IT SIMPLY ISN'T SO
YOU WILL NEVER GET AWAY FROM ME
all that you are is a face in the mirror
I close my eyes and you disappear
IM WHAT YOU FACE WHEN YOU FACE IN THE MIRROR
LONG AS YOU LIVE I WILL STILL BE HERE
all that you are is an end of a nightmare
all that you are is a dieing scream
after tonight I shall end this demon dream
THIS IS NOT A DREAM MY FRIEND
AND IT WILL NEVER END
THIS ONE IS THE NIGHTMARE THAT GOES ON
HYDE IS HERE TO STAY
NO MATTER WHAT YOU MAY PRETEND
AND HE'LL FLOURISH LONG AFTER YOUR GONE
soon you will die and my silence will hide you
you cannot choose and you'll lose control
YOU CANT CONTROL ME
I LIVE DEEP INSIDE YOU
EACH DAY YOU FEEL ME DEVOUR YOUR SOUL
i dont need you to survive like you need me
i become whole as you dance with Death
and I will rejoice as you breathe your final breath
FOR I LIVE INSIDE YOU FOREVER
WITH SATAN HIMSELF BY MY SIDE
AND NOW KNOW THAT NOW AND FOREVER
YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEPARATE
JEKYLL FROM HYDE
cant you see
its over now
its time to die
NO NOT I
ONLY YOU
if i die
you die to
YOU'LL DIE IN ME
I'LL BE YOU
damn you Hyde
set me free
CANT YOU SEE
YOU ARE ME
no deep inside
I AM YOU
YOU ARE HYDE
no never
YES FOREVER
song performed by by System Of A Down from Jekyll And Hyde The Musical
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Impromptu Fireworks
As, from our local rail station, we made our way,
We were treated to an impromptu firework display.
Upon spying this spectacle, our journey, we briefly stopped,
As fireworks whizzed and whistled and banged and popped.
We just happened to be passing on by,
When, into the sky, we saw fireworks fly.
The display, to us, was totally unexpected;
On my face, excitement could be detected.
We saw many decorative designs of silver, green and red:
One, of which, reminded me, of a seeded dandelion head.
There were many lovely patterns for us to see,
And we saw this amazing spectacle, all for free.
The display had been organised by the local church,
But, onto nearby railings, some people were perched.
We were stood on the opposite side of the road,
As, one by one, the fabulous fireworks flowed.
We had an uninterrupted view, from where we were stood;
I thought the fireworks, that we saw, were really rather good.
All too soon, came the big finale of the firework display,
And after the final big bang, to home, we made our way.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Duel Personality
Many lovers’ kiss faded from my lips
Like summers early morning mist that dries
When timely sunrise first arrives outside
My windowpane. Can I rewrite the script
Of providence that’s handed me? Eclipse
Another, hardly. The Jekyll and Hyde
Reside in me: the good and bad divide
At first but then the worst bestirs and shifts.
A lover kisses Jekyll’s lips of wine
But soon the lovers tasting vinegar
When Hyde emerges every single time
To spoil the sweet-taste of love. Au revoir!
The final parting words that draws the line
When love dies never knowing who you are.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Gravity Grave
Thank you
This is our last one today
Hope we get into a bit of a groove with it
Get Back, get back again and again
I've been here since I can remember when
My life is a boat, being blown by you
With nothing ahead, just the deepest blue...
To me you're like a setting sun
You shine then you're gone
To me you're like a setting sun
You shine then you're gone
Come back, come back again and again,
I've been here since I can remember when
Your world just spins whilst mine stands still
Nothing's changed in my gravity grave
To me you're like a setting sun
You shine then you're gone
To me you're like a setting sun
You shine then you're gone
To me you're like a setting sun
You shine then you're gone
To me you're like a setting sun
You shine then you're gone
But I want my life
So bright it burns my eyes
Sounds like the perfect way
To end my life
To me you're like a setting sun...
To me you're like a setting sun...
Get it on
Get it on
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
I'm gonna get me somehow
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
I'm gonna get me somehow
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
I'm gonna get me somehow
Come on
Come on
Come on...
Whatever you want
Whatever you want
Load up
Load up
Load up
Load up
Nothing's changed in my gravity grave
My own world's stopped
Your's still spins
We could go up one more time
We could go up one more
One more
One more
One core
One more
One more
One more Come on
But we gotta go
We got one minute left
Come on
We got one minute left
Come on
One minute
One minute...
Thank you
Have a good weekend, all right?
song performed by by Verve
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Gospel Changes
The Prodigal Son, he'd been away a while
he was working his way back home now
over many a ragged mile
When he finally crossed the river
and his father saw him near
there was a joyful sound, for all the world to hear
I listened to what the Good Book said
and it made good sense to me
talkin' about reapin' what you're sowin'
people trying to be free.
Now we've got new names and faces, this time around
Gospel changes, Lord, Still goin' down.
Jesus, He did not doubt His gifts
though He knew that He had not long to live
He took care of the bus'ness
of teaching us how to fly
then He bowed His head and laid down to die
I listened to what the Good Book said
and it made good sense to me
talkin' about reapin' what you're sowin'
people trying to be free.
Now we've got new names and faces, this time around
Gospel changes, Lord, Still goin' down.
Jerusalem I see you standing high
but if you lose your salvation
there'll be no tears left to cry
Now some men worship a Golden Calf
while others are bought and sold
and if we live like that brother we pay the toll
I listened to what the Good Book said
and it made good sense to me
talkin' about reapin' what you're sowin'
people trying to be free.
Now we've got new names and faces, this time around
Gospel changes, Lord, Still goin' down.
Gospel changes, Lord, Still goin' down,
Still Goin' Down
Gospel changes, Lord, Still goin' down.
song performed by by John Denver
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At This Hour, It Is The Deep Of The Night
at this hour, it is the deep of the night
calm,
silent,
there is no wind blowing, i can hear the typing
of words
in this keyboard, this personal computer, writing,
because i cannot sleep, after we made love, because i am still
thinking what to do with my life,
what is the next move,
after love,
when there is no hate, because i have stopped feeling altogether
all those years,
and the years shall come slowly like some growing children
in your eyes, not seeing how the cells add to become their innocent eyes,
i am here again at midnight, then dawn,
2: 11 a.m.
that is the time here in this room
on this island
on this nook of the big, wide world,
time had made some divisions for all of us
for you it is morning, and for her it is noon,
but we are here writing at this moment for all different reasons,
some claim happiness and bliss and love and nature and hope,
i still claim my main reasons,
doubt, this sadness that has known how it is to write and be not able
to get a sound sleep, this lostness in space trying to find
where is everything
from nothing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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(Hurt Poem) A Repetitive Break Down
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
Curing the world one person at a time.
In the body souls and minds.
My first true love.
Absence from god above.
A sickness it has become.
Constantly being undone.
When push comes to shove.
I just couldn't hurt you enough.
The wounds left me even more numb.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
Every fight was our last.
Surrendering to my past.
In it lives a silent kingdom.
Of knights king and queens.
Romance with a wicked dance.
That still haunts me.
I'm not a blind man for I can see.
The fire still burns.
But the light is just never the same.
My heart has been forever stained.
My head urns to just be empty.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
You completed me as only the one could.
As only one should.
To stubborn to admit I was ever wrong.
I was never wrong.
Drowning under my own shallow ego
Suffocating, the plastic wraps right over my head.
Oh it's killing, its stealing, oh its taking the air away from me.
I just need to breath.
I'm so sorry that I have this disease.
Crucified with her eyes.
Somebody dig the hole and just bury me.
I was breaking down when I got with you
I was breaking down when I left you
I am breaking down just thinking about you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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FireWorks (Jesus Jones Remix)
I once knew a girl
I can't remember her name but I remember her face
cos her sister looked the same.
They both left school, but they couldn't find a job
So they said farewell and stole a small town car.
As they were riding by the beach some summer night
The radio shouted out one of those songs that might just change
your life
- It went like this:
"Checkin' in checkin' out
Making love I like watching all your fireworks
I like it when I light those stars in your eyes
Just like fireworks in the sky"
- yes it did...
Throwing some poems to the ports and docks
They were sleeping outdoors pushing all their luck.
They sent me a letter full of pills and thrills
Then they both got rich and moved to Hollywood Hills.
Yea they made lots of money playing folk guitar
Cos everywhere the boys went crazy just to hear these words of art:
"Checkin' in checkin' out
Take it to the sky
Making love I like watching all your fireworks
I like it when I light those stars in your eyes
Just like fireworks in the sky".
They're coming to get you
They're coming to get you now
Coming to get you nowWatch the sky!
song performed by by Roxette
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Fireworks
I once knew a girl / I cant remember her name but I remember her face cos her sister looked the same.
They both left school, but they couldnt find a job / so they said farewell and stole a small town car.
As they were riding by the beach some summer night / the radio shouted out one of those songs that might just change your life / - it went like this: checkin in checkin out / making love
Ke watching all your fireworks / I like it when I light those stars in your eyes / just like fireworks in the sky / - yes it did...
Throwing some poems to the ports and docks / they were sleeping outdoors pushing all their luck.
They sent me a letter full of pills and thrills / then they both got rich and moved to hollywood hills.
Yea they made lots of money playing folk guitar / cos everywhere the boys went crazy just to hear these words of art: checkin in checkin out / take it to the sky / making love I like wat
All your fireworks / I like it when I light those stars in your eyes / just like fireworks in the sky.
Theyre coming to get you / theyre coming to get you now / coming to get you now / watch the sky!
song performed by by Roxette
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Read Me Like a Book
You wish to read me like a book?
Good.
You will find each piece to fit.
Very little of it will be misunderstood.
I am not a one dimensional quick read at all.
I lay it on the line.
You will find I wont allow anyone,
To sit and pick my mind.
I don't waste that kind of time.
Unless,
Of course...
You are divorced from that as well?
Hmmm...
You wish to read me like a book?
Good.
You have no idea how much I wish,
To get you hooked.
Craving to salivate.
Drooling!
Each chapter has been crafted,
With some sentiment and pain.
You will find some sorrow and regret.
And some expression of heartache left.
You will discover blemishes and flaws,
With attempts to have them corrected.
Notice I admit imperfection...
With self reflection I don't neglect.
Or regret it is you I wish to impress.
No games of tit for tat I play.
I say what I mean.
Not what you wish to hear me say.
And none of it is from mumbled lips.
I want each word read you 'read' conveyed!
I want what I say in your mind to stay.
You wish to read me like a book?
Good.
But you will never comprehend...
How long this process took.
Flip through each page,
As if you seek definition.
You will discover I am not perfect.
But freed by a peace...
To solict your complete and total admission.
Willing to show you mended scars.
You wish to read me like a book?
Good.
I knew you were coming!
That's why it is already open.
Take your time.
I want you to find me an easy read.
Hopefully to collaborate on new chapters.
Together,
You and me.
You wish to read me like a book?
Good.
Take me with your eyes.
Hold me in your hands.
And bring me close to your heart!
There we are.
Touching!
That's how I like it.
Do you?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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0218 Paradise Known
O God - or may I call you Lord? –
I remember when I was a child,
You were my best friend, one who knew me
better than I knew myself;
and so I talked to You all the time,
especially when I’d been naughty;
then later on, it was taught me
that I’m made in Your image – that feels good…
I know, just as all children do,
what Paradise is, and where:
when the sun is out,
it’s in that wood beyond the field,
where I feel most myself;
but not quite out of sight of home;
and lots of other places just like that;
then when the sun goes in, I go in too,
and Paradise is - when I’m tired and fed,
and then all nice and read to, tucked up in bed;
and Paradise is in my head.
And then, I read in Genesis
how, out of Your immortal bliss,
the way You did it all;
and so, since we’re good friends
and I’m made in Your image,
I have some questions: You did a brilliant job
with fields and woods and animals
and human beings – well, some of them, the ones I like…
and it makes good sense
to have Adam there to look after it all, and to enjoy it;
and a nice idea too to have Eve as his companion –
who else could do the cooking while he’s out at work,
or remind him of the jobs to do around the house?
and if Adam had to have the babies too,
he wouldn’t then be able to go out and work as well…
But why couldn’t You have left it just like that?
you must have guessed that when grown-ups say
‘You’re not to eat the apples on that tree! ’
then you want to do just that,
not for the apples but
because you want to know
just why you shouldn’t do that anyway?
I mean, it’s human, isn’t it?
And if You don’t mind my saying this,
throwing them out of Paradise,
that seems a bit severe for such a crime?
couldn’t You have let them off, first time?
My teacher says ‘it’s all symbolic’ – that the message is
just to be ourselves, and not divide the world
into the ‘good’ and ‘bad’,
or always split our mind in two
or to think we know too much–
(did you tell my teacher that?) :
and that there are some of Your laws
which we must keep, which have just cause;
well, I’ll go along with that;
I never wanted – afterwards – to be naughty, anyway;
I’ve talked toYou about this often, and explained…
I’d like to think that when Adam and Eve
realised what they’d lost, and then said sorry,
they didn’t have to go around in guilt and sin
(Like miserable old Auntie Min..)
and, if Paradise is lost by us, but yet that’s known,
we can then return to what we own?
‘And they all lived happily ever after’
is what the old storybooks all tell me…
or is there perhaps some hidden clue,
like, we often ‘grow up’ and forget about You? …
*
My teacher says I’ve ‘simplified’ –
but didn’t You say, ‘Be as a child’?
Well, Lord, that’s how it seems to me;
and I’m Your child; would You agree?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Michael Jackson
I didn't get to say goodbye
I didn't get to tell you that I love you
I didn't even tell you how I feel
You left in a hurry
Without a sound
With no clues
I have to ask why
Why did you have to leave me
Why didn't you tell me how you feel
I don't understand
Why you left
Is it because the God wanted you
But I am selfish I won't share you
Not even with God
You were my hero
My idol
My star
You had my heart
And when you died
You took my heart with you
But that's okay
Because I know I will soon
Be with you
Then I can have my heart back
You are in heaven
Away from all this distruction
But I must ask
Why didn't you take me
Then I could of truly told you everything
You are older than I am
But I still love you
You made mistakes
But so have I
I didn't want us to be together
But I want us to be able to tell each other anything
I wanted us to become Great friends
But now you are gone
Gone to heaven
Is that the best thing
If so for who
You left millions of people
Heartbroken and sad
Gone to heaven
Must be good for you
No distruction
No evil
All good
I didn't say goodbye
And that is killing me
I didn't say all the things I wanted to
That's tearing me apart
I am going to miss you
But as you leave
Another comes
Maybe he wil be like you
But I would have died for you
I am crying my heart and soul out for you
Praying you know that I loved you
You changed millions of poeple's lives
Including myself
You made me believe
I can too feel the music
The beat is within my heart
Closing my eyes
Picturing you here
Is not the same
Of having you here
With all of us
You left behind
Your family
friends
fans
me
Would you have come back to us all
Or would you wait for us
Until our time comes
But now it's time for us to let you go
People will never forget
How you changed everything
We will miss you forever
But now it's time to say goodbye
So goodbye Michael Jackson
poem by Makayla Straight
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Now Is A Good Time
Now is a time to say to someone I love you
When you see him or she
Now is a good time to celebrate who you were born to be
Now is the good time to say forgiveness to someone that you hurt in the past and move on with your life
Now is a good time to put money for your retirement away
So you can have a pension
Now it is a good time to learn to love yourself
Now it is a good time to discover what you love to do
Now it is a good time to worship God
Now it is a good time to pray for the people of the world
Now it is a good time to lend a hand in the community
Now it is a good time to write your feelings in your note book
Now it is a good time to plant the seeds in the garden so that they Come up during the summer
Now it is a good time to celebrate life
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Language That The Poor Wants To Speak
do you speak good English?
do you take pride in it and then use it to impress others
and swindle them
into a belief that they are inferior?
they have feelings too
of humiliation
which even in such a sad state
wish that their humiliation
speak good English still
they always think that English will give them
a good job
a better standing in the society
a flare of fashionable tongue
you make them cry
but still they want to speak that cry in English too
foolish!
but can you blame them?
you who hold that power and might
you who have taken all what they once had
and made them
worse within
themselves
despite which,
they still want to be like you
to speak like you
a god
how sad!
you have never known the language of love
the grammar of generosity
the syntax of sympathy
that language that good English
sometimes has forgotten
to utter
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You and Me. I laugh. (what you do to yourself)
You are you,
And I am me,
But you came to me,
And my friends,
You came into our arms,
when you were new,
Then you found THEM,
You left us for them,
You went to their side.
I look at you now and I laugh.
Not because your weird,
Or your dumb,
But because of your future.
I am me,
I know where i am in life.
I know my plan for the future,
I know I want to go to college,
And then graduate,
And be successful,
I know I have friends who really care and love me,
I work to get what I want,
I don't wait for it to be given to me,
Or wait to loose the chance of earning it,
Like you.
I don't go out and party all night,
I don't get laid whenever i want,
I don't blow off homework,
Or set it off till later,
I do it then and there,
I get it out of the way,
Then I go out and have fun with my friends,
Yet i do not drink,
I do not get high,
I keep my mind safe,
I save the memories I make,
I don't throw them away.
Like you.
So I do not laugh at your cloths,
I do not laugh at you,
I laugh at your future,
I laugh at your choices and thoughts,
I laugh at your ideas of having fun.
Wasting your mind,
Wasting your life,
Forgetting and loosing your memories,
Wasting your money,
Wasting your friendships,
wasting your time,
This is your fun,
This is your life.
Keeping my mind,
Keeping my life,
Remembering and keeping my memories,
Saving my money,
Cherishing my friendships,
Using my time for friendship family and love,
This is my fun,
This is my life.
I laugh at you.
Someday I will read about in the paper or see you on the news,
I will see a mug shot,
Or hear about your 'untimely' death,
See you on the street,
Steeling from a store,
Or dressed in gold and diamonds that you bought with money you didn't earn,
and I will laugh.
I will be the one with the baby on my hip,
The loving husband by my side,
The home of a modest family,
I good job,
And friends,
I will be the one who is truly happy,
I will be the successful one,
I will be the one who is truly rich,
I will be the one who is free,
Not running from the world,
Or trying to run ahead of it,
I will be the one with the sense of mind,
And modesty,
I will be the one who helps by doing what i can,
Not being who I can't.
I will be the one with a life,
I will be the one who is famous,
Not you.
You dont have to be in the news,
Or have lots of money,
Or know the 'right people',
to be famous,
You may have money,
And the press following you,
But I will be more rich then you,
I will have the life you don't have,
I will have a family who loves me for me,
I will have a job I love and that keeps me going,
I will have true friends who go through anything with me.
I will be rich.
So you come to me and my friends,
Looking for refuge,
Until you find THEM,
Then you leave and through your life away.
And as I pass the path you now walk,
I look and I think of what you're doing,
I think of who you are now,
I think of what you have become,
and I laugh.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Yvette In English
He met her in a french cafe
She slipped in sideways like a cat
Sidelong glances
What a wary little stray!
She sticks in his mind like that
Saying, "avez-vous un allumette?"
With her lips wrapped around a cigarette
Yvette in english saying,
"please have this
Little bit of instant bliss."
He's fumbling with her foreign tongue;
Reaching for words and drawing blanks
A loud mouth is stricken deaf and dumb
In a bistro on the left bank
"if i were a painter," picasso said,
"i'd paint this girl from toe to head!"
Yvette in english saying,
"please have this
Little bit of instant bliss."
Burgundy nocturne tips and spills
They trot along nicely in the spreading stain
New chills, new thrills
For the old uphill battle
How did he wind up here again?
Walking and talking
Touched and scared
Uninsulated wires left bare
Yvette in english going,
"please have this
Little bit of instant bliss."
What blew her like a leaf his way?
(up in the air and down to earth)
First she flusters
Then she frays
So quick to question her own worth
Her cigarette burns her fingertips
As it falls like fireworks she curses it
Then sweetly in english she says,
"please have this,
Little bit of instant bliss."
He sees her turn and walk away
Skittering like a cat on stone--
Her high heels clicking--
What a wary little stray!
She leaves him by the seine alone
With the black water and the amber lights
And the bony bridge between left and right
Yvette in english saying,
"please have this
Little bit of instant bliss.
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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English Eyes
What youre sayin it never really crossed my mind
I hear playin and everybodys keepin time
Im recallin that girl I met in london town
She was strange, young and tender and narrowed all my choices down
Chorus:
We ran away into the night hypnotized
You carved your name right next to mine, english eyes
I was tryin to read her lips and knew the time was drawing near
I forgot what she said but I remember how she whispered in my ear
I can hear laughter coming from the places we once knew
There were stories from a stranger out of nowhere but they seemed so true
Chorus
English eyes, english eyes
(instrumental break)
English eyes
Red sky warning, girl you really put a spell on me
Never told me bout the daddy you refused to please
You took the bishop when the king was standing right in front of you
Theres nothing in it if I cant have a girl with eyes like you
Chorus repeats 2x
English eyes, yeah, english eyes, english eyes
song performed by by Toto
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Loving You Forever
The sun is slowly setting.
The sunset is magnificent with the different shades of pink and red spread across the sky.
I touch your cheek and notice just how pale it really is.
The sun is slowly setting.
My smile falters as you hush my voice and murmur time is short.
My mind is telling me to leave, but my heart is pleading me to stay.
The sun is slowly setting.
You grab my hand and draw me close to you.
I look into your eyes, and search for something evil, but all I see is love.
The sun is slowly setting.
I lean my head against your chest and take in all your love.
You wrap your arms around me and tell me not to be afraid.
The sun is slowly setting.
Shadows are falling all around us, enclosing us in darkness.
An eerie breeze causes a chill to scurry up my spine.
The sun is slowly setting.
The time has come; you tilt my face up towards yours and tell me that you love me.
My heart is beating fast now as I say it in return.
The sun is slowly setting.
Your eyes are open and I see that they are masked with fear, and yet, love still shines through.
You smile and a flow of dawning realization rushes throughout my system.
The sun is slowly setting.
I try to scream, but my speech has been impaired.
I try to run, but my feet remain in place.
The sun is slowly setting.
You tell me not to worry, and that everything’s all right.
You take my hand in yours and move it to your heart.
The sun is slowly setting.
I feel myself relax as I tilt my head, allowing my neck to be vulnerable.
I feel a prick of pain against my neck, and then a rush of warmth and love overcomes me.
The sun is slowly setting.
The coldness is no longer my concern, for I feel no breeze against my pale skin.
Never will anything be my concern, for now we are together, for all eternity.
The sun is slowly setting.
At last the sun has subsided into the earth.
Above us, the sky is black, and at peace.
Have A Good Time
Words & music by paul simon
Yesterday it was my birthday
I hung one more year on the line
I should be depressed
My lifes a mess
But Im having a good time
Oo, Ive been loving and loving and loving
Im exhausted from loving so well
I should go to bed
But a voice in my head
Says ah, what the hell
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Paranoia strikes deep in the heartland
But I think its all overdone
Exaggerating this and exaggerating that
They dont have no fun
I dont believe what I read in the papers
Theyre just out to capture my dime
I aint worrying
And I aint scurrying;
Im having a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Maybe Im laughing my way to disaster
Maybe my race has been run
Maybe Im blind to the fate of mankind
But what can be done?
So God bless the goods we was given
And God bless the u. s. of a.
And God bless our standard of livin
Lets keep it that way
And well all have a good time
Repeat and fade:
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
Have a good time
song performed by by Paul Simon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Swiss Miss's Kindness.
She got him from the road,
Knocked out and injured,
By a hit and run vehicle,
Dragged him to the car,
Put him in the car,
Made him lie down on her couch,
Fended, nursed him back,
To good health,
Feeling for his condition,
stroked his hair, chest,
Kissed him caressed him,
Lied with him, mated with him,
Till she was in love,
But he left her in time,
A good poet and novelist,
Whom she had read with avarice,
He was left of her affection,
Her unique love and care,
For all along the time,
wondering why they did not
Unite forever for their feelings sake.
Ravikiran Arakkal
poem by Ravikiran Arakkal
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