Brave Men! ! ! !
I like brave men
those who goes to war
and finally returned
share with us your visions
I like angry men
that dispute your honour and bravery
in a table of bar
sharing with us your strength
I like drunk men
that spit their stories and say obscene language
with your friends
sharing with us yours laughts
I like human men
that give all time
the best and the worst
and seal our hearts with a long kiss!
poem by Mirna Morgan
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Sharing
If every life learned to share
A happier world we would have
We could share our lives
And share our thoughts
Without any kind of recrimination
We could share our love
With all the strangers
That may come our way
Around the world
Making new friends wherever we go
If sharing was not just a dream
Paradise at our feet
Would unfold
There would be no more poverty
For every crust of bread, we’d share
We can only dream that one day
Many hearts will beat as one
Many minds will think alike
No more terrors will strike discord
And sharing will become the word
26 April 2007
poem by David Harris
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Spit It Out
If theres rage inside you so you cannot think
Spit it out
If you get so angry that you cannot speak
Spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
And tell them where they can put it
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to talk to him or her or it
And take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
If you get worked over at your job
Spit it out
If a taxi almost runs you down
Spit it out
You got to take aim with your mouth and speak
And give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Talk to him or her or it
And take aim with your mouth and spit
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out
Hey, hey, hey
If youre patient and you have the time
Spit it out
Wait till theyre on the decline
Spit it out
The chinese say you meet the hard with the soft
The yin with the yang, the down with the up, oh
Spit it out, spit it out
You got to grab that dumb he, she or it
And give it to them right between the teeth
Spit it out, spit it out
Spit it out, babe, spit it out
Hey
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Spit It Out
(coverdale/galley)
I never knew what a kiss could mean
Until the first time I kissed you,
You took my love in the palm of your hand
An showed me what a woman could do
Now I dont want sugar coated loving
Just silver tongue tenderness,
You gotta give me a certain satisfaction
The kind of love you seal with a kiss
An spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
I can remember, I can recall
When I first set my eyes on you,
Ill never forget the thrill of it all
Dreaming of the things we could do
Baby, you must be crazy,
Fooling with a man like me,
cos I roll my dice with a heart of ice
An make it clear to see
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
I never knew what a kiss could mean
til the first time I kissed you,
You took my love in the palm of your hand
An showed me what a woman could do
Your sweet caress an tenderness
Can take the pain away,
The things that you do make a queen out of you
An make me a king for a day
If you dont like it, spit it out
Now I know what your love can do
Ill be hanging round your door,
An Im gonna love you baby,
Ill give you more than you bargained for
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out
If you dont like it
Spit it out, if you dont like it...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Beautiful Life, Beautiful!
Beautiful is life, beautiful,
So beautiful it will be,
With beloved share smile and laugh
When the one share his own,
Seeing and feeling not alone,
Not only sharing sorrow and happiness,
Everything they feel and think,
But also sharing everything they eat and drink!
Sharing the same cloth,
Sharing all weight and burden,
Sharing the same umbrella,
In hot Sun and rain!
Sharing the weight of bag and luggage,
Smiling together like kids of tender age!
Beautiful is life, beautiful,
When both stay together,
Lay together on Same cot,
Drink from same pot,
same room if they share,
Same eyes to look at things,
Same ears to listen to music,
Same taste in all and Everything,
Beautiful life, beautiful,
How beautiful mind is,
When heart sees
sweet heart,
we feel our beloved share
Everything with,
pain and sorrow,
But not the pain of heart,
as we are so feeble that,
we can't share his grief and sorrow
One day we will be with him and share his burden with ever lasting smile!
Beautiful life, beautiful will be,
Beautiful days will be
when I grow up to share his pain!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Do you Know the Magic
Do you know the magic of love
The sweet joy of caring
Is there a special place in your heart
That thrives in the joy of sharing
Can you feel the pain of separation
That fades when together again
A joy with hopes everlasting
My dear sweet loving friend
Do we know the true meaning of forever
Is love like the quest for the holy grail
Will the heart win out in the long run
while the strength of the heart prevails
Can you feel the magic of love
When two hearts beat together as one
Do you know of the pain and heartache
When it’s finally over and done
Does love change like the seasons
Blooming in the early spring
Growing throughout our summers
And the autumn color it brings
Will we suffer in the winter of discontent
Will it all come suddenly to an end
Will you have the strength to weather the storm
While life goes on my friend
Do you know the magic of love
Where the heart is quicker then the eye
It’s the melding of hearts together
With hopes it shall never die
It’s the magic in the sharing
And the willingness to give
The secret is in the caring
the joy in life to live
poem by William Lindenmuth
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Where Did You Come From?
Where did you come from?
And how did you manage...
To lift your tender petals,
Up through the cracks...
Born of steel and cemented,
Dispositions.
Surrounding the corolla...
Of your adorable leaves.
Where did you come from?
Are you set on committing suicide?
Do you not care,
Your beauty you can not hide.
I wish to pick you to keep you safe.
Although your bravery shown...
Seems to me so out of place.
Where did you come from?
And why do my eyes,
Fix upon you like they do?
Are you sharing with me,
I can be as brave as you?
And if you can do this...
I can too?
Is that the message you deliver?
To be as strong as possible...
No matter what I must go through?
Where did you come from?
And why do my eyes,
Fix upon you like they do?
Are you sharing with me,
I can be as brave as you?
And if you can do this...
I can too?
Is that the message you deliver?
To be as strong as possible...
No matter what I must go through?
And that is my choice to make?
To make that choice,
Is for me to choose?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sharing Christmas
I'm waking up early this morning,
I can't wait to see our christmas tree,
There's a big blanket of snow,
Covering each and every home.
oohhhh..
[CHORUS:]
We're basting the turkey,
And hanging mistletoe,
We're laughing with loved-ones,
Decorations in the window.
It's such a wonderful time Sharing Christmas,
It is such a lovely, loving time sharing christmas.
It's such a wonderful time Sharing Christmas,
It is such a lovely, loving time sharing christmas. oohh.
[CHORUS:]
We're basting the turkey,
And hanging mistletoe,
We're laughing with loved-ones,
Decorations in the window.
It's such a wonderful time Sharing Christmas,
It is such a lovely, loving time sharing christmas.
It's such a wonderful time Sharing Christmas,
It is such a lovely, loving time sharing christmas. oohh.
Street corners filled with cheers,
It's that time of the year, for giving.
The stars are shining bright,
Cause it's christmas time..oohhh..
[CHORUS:]
We're basting the turkey,
And hanging mistletoe,
We're laughing with loved-ones,
Decorations in the window.
It's such a wonderful time sharing christmas,
It is such a lovely, loving time sharing christmas.
It's such a wonderful time Sharing Christmas,
It is such a lovely, loving time sharing christmas. oohh..
It's such a wonderful time sharing christmas,
It is such a lovely, loving time sharing christmas.
It's such a wonderful time Sharing Christmas,
It is such a lovely, loving time sharing christmas. oohh..
song performed by by Ashanti
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A thankyou for a comment
What is a poem without a reader?
What is a reader without a heart?
What is a heart without another heart to meet it,
greet it?
What are two hearts without what they share?
What is sharing without sharing everything?
What is everything without poets?
What is a poet without a reader...
How beautiful a circle is.
How still its centre.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Three Friends
One for three..three for one
For the love of poetry
here we are in unity
For better or for worse
We promise to love and care for each other
Being always there when needed
Across the miles burning our wires
For that’s what friends are for, isn't it?
Other friends come and go
Real friends come in when the world goes out
Embracing each others pains and sufferings
Sharing our laughter, joys and victories
Together we will fly on eagle’s wings
Soaring high, way up to the sky
Even beyond the sunset and the seas
Chasing and reaching our rainbow connection
One dream for three friends
Three people sharing one dream
Three hearts, three beats
All for the love and unity in poetry
One for three..three for one…
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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0013 And, Friend...
and if you wonder, friend, why I begin
a poem thus – you are to understand
that it’s as if
we have been close friends all our life,
friends, as Kabir defined a friend
as if no-one ever tried to speak of friend before –
friends, who share the silences between their words
as much as sharing their most inward thoughts;
so, our conversation’s just as much
a continuation of our friendship,
wasting no time in speaking passing things,
sharing some new thought in turn
and asking more for listening
than easy agreement for politeness’ sake;
for, we’re listening to the allness of the all -
all that has been said and
all that cannot yet be said
but thought in silences, in pauses between speech,
all that we might say
when we find words in which to say it,
and because
there’s not much time, to say what we would say
and so, we speak of that which time
can never steal; so there is always time
to speak, and hear the silence
out of which speech comes;
listening for the unspoken
bringing miracles
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Reunion
Often a man's life is such
that he seldom sees his friends,
like the night and day
never sharing the same hours
In the skies
Seldom does he share
His evenings with friends
Or his mornings
His lamp light unshared
His mornings unspent
How long will this
Distance last?
Hairs have turned
White and lesser
As we inquire about
Friends and other
Acquaintances only
To find out that half of
Them have turned
To ghosts,
Shocks and torments
Of this heart, cries
But I will try again
To enter your home
Twenty five years
And now you have
Two sons and three
Daughters to greet
Me by the door
I thought you never
Married and they all
Kiss my hands and
Before I can ask the
Questions you drive
Them off to the grounds
To play away from us
As we talk about
Lasting friendships
And how we have
Almost forgotten them
Tomorrow I will be drunk
Again back to my own
Affairs in the big city
We will be separated
Again by these peaks
Of mountains and we
Shall again lose each
Other’s friendly views.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A soldiers Christmas
A soldiers Christmas
~
Dug in during the festive season
Cold, tired and filthy
Searching through photographs
Sharing stories with comrades’
Wishing only to live them again
Missing friends and family
Yet still trying to celebrate
To share a little joy, find hope
Praying to return home
To feast at the family table
See friendly faces smiling
Pull on a Christmas cracker
Rather than the trigger of a gun
Paper crowns falling
To leave this place one last time
And know a job is done
Break a wishbone, make a wish
For a soldiers Christmas
To find some peace
poem by Matthew Holloway
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a reunion
Often a man's life is such
that he seldom sees his friends,
like the night and day
never sharing the same hours
In the skies
Seldom does he share
His evenings with friends
Or his mornings
His lamp light unshared
His mornings unspent
How long will this
Distance last?
Hairs have turned
White and lesser
As we inquire about
Friends and other
Acquaintances only
To find out that half of
Them have turned
To ghosts,
Shocks and torments
Of this heart, cries
But I will try again
To enter your home
Twenty five years
And now you have
Two sons and three
Daughters to greet
Me by the door
I thought you never
Married and they all
Kiss my hands and
Before I can ask the
Questions you drive
Them off to the grounds
To play away from us
As we talk about
Lasting friendships
And how we have
Almost forgotten them
Tomorrow I will be drunk
Again back to my own
Affairs in the big city
We will be separated
Again by these peaks
Of mountains and we
Shall again lose each
Other’s friendly views.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Let Me Ask a Question
Let me ask you to share for the point sharing, is that an objective?
Victim or not, stories must be told.
Not for sense of position.
But maybe just to let people know your living.
Everyone has their own misdeeds to proceed as false claims.
You hear of them everyday.
Are they connected with the objectives?
That really depends on the person.
As individuals we are all different.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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(Angry Poem) Angry Razorblades
I'll cut you up and make you bleed.
I'm razorblades.
Insert and chew please.
I swear I'll give you my disease.
Can you feel it.
I'm angry. I'm razorblades.
Slice and dicing.
Oh the cuts so clean.
One after the next.
Did that one leave a scar.
Oh didn't ill tell you baby.
I'm angry.
I'm razorblades.
Yeah
yeah
yeah.
Let me inflict the pain.
Let me drive you insane.
Spit in my eye and i will ask for more.
Cause i can't feel anything anymore.
I'm angry.
I'm razorblades.
Sharp to the simplest touch.
Oh I'm so ready to cut you up.
You are pretty much f*cked.
So just give me a sadistic kiss
and remember what you will miss.
Because I'm now angry.
I'm now razorblades.
Angry razorblades yeah.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Old Friends
Old friends, old friends,
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes of the old friends
Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends.
Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a parkbench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Sharing Same Moon Makes Our Love Eternal
I am sitting at my window watching,
It's night, moon is glowing like a queen of sky,
I know you are too far away to feel me,
But in same time we are sharing the same moon.
How many words i wish i tell you,
How much i want that you to hold my hand,
And rest my head on your shoulder,
Comforting my crying eyes with your tender kiss.
I am looking to the moon, i feel so lonely,
You are too far away to feel my pain,
I know you think of me in moonlight,
When looking at the moon we share our dream.
Is nothing else to compare in my life,
As your eyes shinning to me like stars in the darkness,
I have the feeling you belong to me,
Sharing same moon makes our love eternal.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Mother Moon II
Mother give me strength
Give me wisdom, give me will
Give me love, give me health
Let me know what is real
Tell me who to trust
Tell me what is fate
Give me the strength to love
And the maturity not to hate
Let me fall in love
Let me have true friends
Show me the real meaning
Of together until the end
Give me the power of prayer
Let me have a stable mind
Give me the strength to have patience
And the strength to be kind
Help me stand and fight
Don't let me run away
Give me the bravery to face my fear
And to face another day
poem by Tatianna Rei Moonshadow
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With A Getting Off Knees
There is hope in the air,
For the ones really caring...
And,
They're not the ones who'll stop to give up.
No.
They're not the ones to be chased and rushed.
There is hope in the air,
For the ones really caring...
And,
They're not the ones who'll stop to give up.
No.
They're not the ones who will be ruffled up.
And those daring sharing their faith...
Are,
Tough enough.
There is a drive to survive for the ones out of hiding,
And...a,
They're not the ones who'll keep mouths shut.
No.
They're not the ones to be muffled up.
There is a drive to survive for the ones out of hiding,
And...a,
They're not the ones who'll keep mouths shut.
No.
They're not the ones to be muffled up.
And those daring sharing their faith.
Are...
The ones tough enough.
Becoming wide are the eyes that see.
Too much unbelieving today is seen.
And becoming noticed is deceit,
To the nonbeliever!
And those daring sharing their faith.
Are...
The ones tough enough.
There is a drive to survive for the ones out of hiding,
And...a,
They're not the ones who'll keep mouths shut.
No.
They're not the ones to be muffled up.
And those daring sharing their faith.
Are rough and tough enough.
With a getting off knees.
And,
Those daring to share faith.
Are rough and tough enough.
With a getting off knees.
And,
Those daring to share faith.
Are proving they are tough!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Old Friends
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Simon & Garfunkel - Old Friends
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(2:35)
P. Simon, 1968
Old friends
Old friends
Sat on their park bench
Like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
Of the high shoes
Of the old friends
Old friends
Winter companions
The old men
Lost in their overcoats
Waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city
Sifting through the trees
Settle like dust
On the shoulders
Of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fear...
song performed by by Simon & Garfunkel
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