Given From Memory
She will be given
His arteries in a knot; on a plate
His golden liver.
The punishment of madness and hatred.
Her mind:
Anger and betrayal,
Indignant memories
So indulgent.
Perhaps she feared his heart of danger.
They used to sit in a orchard
Gorgeous as luscious fruit.
But they desired murder
After giving themselves
To heated debate, the awe of evil,
And also quite genius.
She will lament over her insane thoughts,
Thoughts so damaging to the eyes.
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Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder” (The Billion-Dollar Question)
We must all stay aware…..,
Of the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder….,
It’s been increasing for years….,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Can’t dare turn our backs….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
It’ll sneak up and kill us…,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
It’s hard to believe and conceive….
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
That’s why so many are blind….,
To the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder …! ! !
We’ve seen the bloody attacks…..,
Of the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
So we must face the facts….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Yes they’re after us all…,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….,
Their radical religion condones it….,
The Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder ….! ! !
Can we control it or stop it….,
So it won’t go any further….? ? ?
That’s the billion-dollar question….,
On the Insane Culture Of Mass-Murder …! ! !
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Gatting Awey With Murder
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
what creates my own madness
and Im addicted to your punishment
and youre the master
and I am waiting for disaster
Chorus-
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
getting away with murder
it isnt possible
to ever tell the truth
but the reality is Im getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
I drink my drink and I dont even want to
I think my thoughts when I dont even need to
I never look back cause I dont even want to
and I dont need to
because Im getting away with murder
Chorus
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away with murder)
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Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger takes a mighty toll
Anger lessens but can never leave
Anger you hope to never receive,
Anger stays forever within
Anger acts with the might of all sin
Anger is deadly to all around
Anger gets mad at the thought of sound
Anger is the thoughts in my head
Anger that’s mine all should dread
Anger for me is different from you
Anger you see tells me what to do
Anger will sit and whisper in my ear
Anger he sits and tells me all that you fear,
Anger…
He is here
He’s here to stay
Anger is the hole
In which we lay
Anger is
And Anger will
Always be with us
He is in me, and he is in you
He can make you do
What he wants you to
Anger will make you
Make you cry
Anger can make you
Want to die
Anger can make you
Go insane
Anger….. ... A blood filled rain
No more anger
No more…..
Walk to the bright light
Shinning through that door…
Not knowing what’s in store
But even then
Anger lives on
But you… nevermore
poem by Jacob Hill
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Anger Is One Letter Short Of Danger
Anger is fire
It burns the soul
Anger is deep sea
Drowns one to death
Anger is a storm
Blows one
Out of the world
Anger is demon
Overpowers the mind
Anger is a virus
Slowly kills a person
Anger is evil
Brings one closer to hell
Anger is madness
Makes one suffer
Anger is an enemy
Destroys one slowly
Turns friendship
Into enmity
Always remember
Anger is
One letter short of
Danger
It takes its toll
Does not spare
A single soul
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Getting Away With Murder
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
what creates my own madness
and I'm addicted to your punishment
and you're the master
and I am waiting for disaster
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth I am
getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth
but the reality is I'm getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
I drink my drink and I don't even want to
I think my thoughts when I don't even need to
I never look back cause I don't even want to
and I don't need to
because I'm getting away with murder
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth
I am getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth
but the reality is I'm getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting
away, Getting away, Getting away, Getting away,
Getting away, Getting away with murder)
Somewhere beyond happiness and sadness
I need to calculate
what creates my own madness
and I'm addicted to your punishment
and you're the master
and I am craving this disaster
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth
I am getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth
but the reality is I'm getting away with murder
(Getting away, Getting away, Getting away)
I feel irrational
So confrontational
To tell the truth
I am getting away with murder
it is impossible
to never tell the truth
but the reality is I'm getting away with murder
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Fear of my thoughts
You make me fear the thoughts in my brain
For the things I think
Of you
Thoughts which are't to be thought
Things which will never occur
I fear the thoughts in my mind
For they are things I long for
Things I know will never happen
Becasue you and I can't happen
I fear the thoughts inmy mind
because you are there every time
I can't visit my own mind
My own thoughts sadden me and enrich me with anger
Am angry atmelf
I fear my own thoughts
Just because it has what I want
Because I'm green with envy at it
Because you're there and not out here
I fear my own thoughts...
poem by Cannita Melius
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Insane
Somebody told me it was over
Nobody told me where it began
No one believes in you
I understand
Like a blind man
Whos lost his way
No one hears a word
Of what you say
I forgive you
Would you do the same
I would believe you
If only youd be true
I would believe if it were true
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane insane
I dont know where youve been looking
I think its only in your mind
Its tied so tight inside of you
All the thoughts unkind
I would believe you
If only youd be true
I would believe if it were true
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane
Insane
I would believe you
If only youd be true
Im getting older
And I cant escape time
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same for me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane
Cause everybody wants to be a winner
Nobody wants to lose their game
Its the same or me
Its the same for you
Its insane insane insane insane insane
Insane insane insane insane insane insane
Insane
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Myriad Thoughts
I sit here in myriad thoughts
dancing around my head
too fed up to put them to bed.
Thoughts of the past,
thoughts of the future too,
thoughts of things this and that
and thoughts of what to do.
Memories invade at times
of pastures long gone by
as the myriad thoughts
fill my mind with anger and with love
and times; I wish I could have lingered with
when my years were young.
Things pass in phases,
hearts entwine then fall apart,
seasons readily appear,
stay awhile and then depart.
Here I sit in a lonely waste
thinking thoughts of what might have been
if the crystal ball I look into had only seen.
Now the myriad thoughts appear
to haunt me in quiet times
and carry me to distant places
the world has left behind.
Those little specks of moments
that still linger from the past
that lay waiting to capture me
before the quiet time has passed.
28 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Words of Lament
How it has become written
Sorrowfully into my thoughts
The silence of my lonesome night
The suffering of my lonely heart
I try to drown in spirits
In the hope of raising my own
I am as successful in doing this
As my unrequited love has been
Never achieving the desired answer
While often not asking the question
Time which is fleeting at best
Passes by with ever gathering pace
And I have wasted so much
In thoughts of fancy and love
Never making a decision or action
Just thinking of words and feelings
Held by a fear of what could be spoken
Without ever actually knowing
And all that’s left when the night is done
Are these thoughts, words of lament
poem by Matthew Holloway
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My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Evil I and The Devil
There're evil thoughts in my mind
For peace of mind I cannot find
There is envy in the depths of my soul
For I cannot in my heart seal this hole
Every day I pray to God to save my life
To bless me therein and all my strife
Life itself is but an awful dream
that breaks your heart and makes you scream
I wish to get out of this dungeon
But before that I need a surgeon
To cleanse my mind and cleanse my heart
From all the evil thoughts and all this dirt
For my problem lies in the way I think
When I am alone my eyes do not blink
For the devil lures me to do an evil deed
He empties my belly and fills it with greed
O Lord! Lord! Lord! I have made up my mind
That when he's near I will pretend to be blind
I will deceive him just as he deceives me
With his awful advice, he will think I cannot see
For what does the devil avail me and my lust
If not to increase my greed and make me lost.
poem by Ahmad Savage
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Reliance On Murder
Your reliance on my vision instils murder,
The murder comes from the dirty mind.
Murder is the culmination of centuries of work
And fulfilling is the question, so wonderful is the crime.
May we relish the golden feeling attached to this trick
We see around like the sun and its planets are also around.
Rely on them for your basic needs,
Your needs for knowledge will spring back.
Then murder of the dragons is even not desired,
Even the massacre has betrayed the man of special virtue.
poem by Naveed Akram
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When is it madness?
When is it madness
An amount of time
What defines normality
And where do I lie
Can the time change
If conditions are met
I don’t wish to be crazy
Must I circumspect
Everything is thoughts
Everywhere is thoughts all day
Where action is desired
Thoughts are always at play
Time is just time
Time can’t change much
Time hasn’t change me
Distance affected us
But what if I were near
Distance is no more
Now we can be again
I always have dreamed forward
We were us for five
Haven’t been for four
I’ve dreamed of you for nine
I’ll dream of you for more
So when is it madness
What is that time
What defines normality
And where do I lie
poem by Mikey Diggs
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Do You Have Any Thoughts About Me?
Do you have any thoughts about me?
And I want to know if the thoughts that you have about me
Are any good?
Do you mind sharing the thoughts about me?
What are the thoughts about me like?
Are the thoughts about me semtimental?
Are the thoughts about me very romantic?
Are the thoughts about me full of love?
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Premeditation
Oh blade you'll warm tonight!
Awash in crimson-purple flows,
Your sheen will dull with aching flesh:
Palpating anatomic mounds
Caressing, dancing, writhing round
Your metal form-
Whetted ‘gainst a lonely bone,
Then to probe the pounding, begging heart.
And all the while the prey will howl
Before they crumple; greet the mud-
A taut and unbelieving jowl
Will open out for giving blood-
A vent from down below,
Once a brutal show
Of metal in the man.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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How Could I Hide?
There is no escape
Always creeping, always following always there
Always here, there is nowhere to go
Nowhere to run to
Nowhere to stay far from
No distance great enough
No wall strong enough
Never enough
How can you hide
From what is inside
How is that you could distance yourself from that who is in you
That who is you
How is that you could just not be the you who you are
How is it I could not be me
No matter what I do he's there he's in me he is me
How could I not be the sum of my mistakes?
How can You tell me that I'm more
How could I not be something to abhor
I cannot run from who I am, how is that not tied to what I did
What I do doesn't that become me? Do I become that?
My mind tells me that's wrong, my heart is evil, but it knows You
The part of me that does know You says You can erase it all
But I don't feel it, I'm sorry, I often don't, I feel like me
And to me that is the greatest torture to be me
Because the me that I think that I am is someone who I could never
Bear to live as, never, not ever
Instead of believing you I just ask How can I hide?
Can I hide from what's inside?
Can I cease to be me
Can I escape the mistakes
Can I escape the thoughts
Can I escape the identity
Can I escape from me
There is nowhere to run, nowhere I've gone
Nowhere I feel I can go
Will be far enough from me to escape me
Nothing in my mind feels sufficient to conquer me
I cannot divorce myself from what I believe makes me who I am
How could it not rule me, the evil thoughts I have thought
Are not just thoughts in the past, they're thoughts that last
They're thoughts I still think, how is there freedom from that evil
How is their cleansing from that sin
Truly without You there is no hope and I cannot win
But even with all You say about me I don't know how to change
Can I change my idea of me?
Can I come int my new identity?
Can I really escape when I cannot run?
I must fight against him
Show me Your love
Help me please
Cleanse me from 'me'
So that I can be me
poem by David Knox
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Life Trial
You may always try
But if the error of trial is more damaging
Try to make it succeeded
You may not take it serious
But if the neglecting seriousness causes more problem
Take it with responsibility
You may love anyone
But if the betrayal of love hurts many hearts
Love with devotion
You may run away
But if the regret of running loses you something
Run with purpose
You may finish the way you like
But if improper finishing haunts you someday
Finish it completely
You may forget
But if the forgotten memories leave you a void
Forget it with forgiveness
You may wish
But if the fulfilled wish disappoints you
Wish with sincere heart
You may dream
But if beautiful dream only stays as dream
Dream with a little courage
You may be angry
But if the unleashing anger only put everybody away
Anger with good reason
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Thoughts Mind Soul Echoes
thoughts like children
scatter from our mind
thoughts were part of us?
thoughts came from us?
thoughts live beyond us?
thoughts outlive our lives?
thoughts mind soul echoes
haunting fragments of mind
light shines through prisms
separates into colour bands
thought trails sunset colours
spectrum ribbons thoughts
spiral into keen conceptions
meaning insight discriminates
poem by Terence George Craddock
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When Im Lonely
When I’m lonely
I’m NEVER ALONE
I’m surrounded by people
That is not my own
When I’m lonely
I’m ENCLOSED IN HATE
The madness in my mind
Over takes
When I’m lonely
I have people around me
MAKING ME FELL
Like I’m just a boundary
For ever in the shadows
Of all the smiling faces
Of this world
I sit at home
Screaming at the world
For casting me in its veil
When I’m lonely I shout out in SPITE
Why do I have to be lonely
Is there no one that’s my own
When I’m lonely
I imagine a valley
No life in sight
Just me being lonely
When I’m lonely
I close my eyes
I hope to wake up
To a surprise
I hope to find
Some one whose
Not lonely to guide me
I go insane
Being alone for so long
It affects your thoughts
When I’m lonely
I can not think
My thoughts are gone
It’s like my mind is not in sync
When I’m lonely
I Put on a smile
Fooling the world
poem by Dion Skinner
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Razel’s Revenge
Melodie and Emeray were born to be crowned with gold,
Razel would freeze them making them forget what they know.
She wanted to rule the Kingdom of Mezore’ at last,
She had a lot of regrets, she lived in the past.
She took her revenge out on two innocent kids,
She could careless of the evil she did.
She carried her anger and hatred quite far,
Spreading it to another solar system and it’s own shining star.
Yes, she wouldn’t stop, she would go straight to planet Earth,
While Earthanian mother’s were giving birth.
Razel needed Melodie and her power yes indeed,
To help in evil plan and make her succeed,
Razel needed to be the Queen of the Kingdom of Mezore’
So Melodie could not have her 16th Birthday,
Razel made a potion so Melodie could not grow old,
She would cast an evil spell that was very evil and cold.
Melodie would be frozen and be put in an ice cube bed,
Razel would deprogram the crystal on top of her head.
and program it with Razel thoughts instead.
Making her do all the evil things Razel wanted her to do,
Melodie not knowing her thoughts were not true.
She wanted to control Melodie’s higher power,
By taking away her free will she would control from her ice tower.
She would rely on the use of a mind altering Iceranean rock,
So Melodie was controlled by Razel every time she talked.
A pon in Razel’s plan, Melodie would be,
Making everyone in the solar system be deceived
That the Mezoraneans were evil and mean,
Selling Mezoranean crystal headbands for power and greed.
Copyright 1998 Chevalier Originals, Inc.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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