The unsung song
My friend forced me to write a song for him
And he said; ' I'll take a guitar and a flute only.'
I write but who knows whether he accepts or not?
Oil and water in a jar
I mixed together until my fingers get burned.
Yes it's mixed but not for a long.
Gradually it's segregated like the body and soul.
Though we are one,
One day we separate each other
And he who knows the story further?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A Song About You
If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you
I would write about how
You’re all I can every think about
How you flood my dreams each night
How thinking of you takes my breath away
When I look up to the satellites
If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you
I would write about how
The long lost butterflies returned
How I hope my number you’ll dial
And how your memory smothers me with smiles
If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you
I would write about how
You were the only one
Who had enough of me to break my heart
And when love took over my heart
You tore it all apart.
If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you
I would write about how
I gave you my heart
Caught up in the thought
That we were off to a great start
But how you threw a damn dart
Right into the center of my heart
If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you
About how you crushed my heart
Not bothering to look back.
If I could write a song
I’d write a song about you
poem by Jess Schwarcz
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All Mixed Up
Im all mixed up, Im all mixed up about,
All mixed up about you
And no I cant find no reason
To explain the way that I feel
I remember things being clearer
At one t ime things were more real
Im all mixed up, Im all mixed up about,
All mixed up about you
Im not lookin for sympathy
Im just frightened by this apathy
Like footsteps way in back of me
On a narrow street of stone
And if time will answer all questions
Then perhaps a film will be shown
Everyone could mail-order tickets
Yeah, you could sell a lot of shirts
For the last picture show
Im all mixed up, Im all mixed up about,
All mixed u p about you
song performed by by Tom Petty
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New songs
When I pick up my guitar,
my fingers start to strum.
Before too long,
I have a song.
With lyrics,
From my heart.
Yet, in the morning the song is gone,
And the canvas is blanc again.
Free to write another song,
That comforts me like a friend.
poem by Niamh Gold
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Write A Song
This is a song
And I'm holding a guitar
I'm pouring out my long
And lonely heart
Now I know why Taylor said
What she said about teardrops
On her guitar
Every time I'm hurting I
Turn Taylor on
I pick up my guitar
And write a song
I say I'm not over you
But I think I'm moving on
I'm wandering in this desert
Going on and on and on
Now I know why Taylor said
What she said about teardrops
On her guitar
Every time I'm hurting I
Turn Taylor on
I pick up my guitar
And write a song
Drew didn't hurt me
But I still feel the pain
Every time I think of you
Hugging me on that very last day
Now I know why Taylor said
What she said about teardrops
On her guitar
Every time I'm hurting I
Turn Taylor on
I pick up my guitar
And write a song
poem by Nicki Luvetti
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Unfortunately, most of the songs that I write I don't write them with guitar in mind. I just write it as a song and that was probably one of the ones that left an opening for it. The song's all right, I wouldn't choose to sing it now.
A Poem Written By A Confessed Bipolar (her Name To Be Revealed Upon Her Permission)
I write because I can
I write because there are so many things to be written.
I write because I can make a painting without a brush and paints in my hand.
I write because I can capture the moment without having a camera.
I write because letters and words are the only recipe I know how to cook.
I write because I want to read what I’ve written.
I write because I’m used to speak in silence.
I write because I have a story to tell.
I write because I want to strip off my flesh and live as a pure being.
I write because I can record my “voice” without having a recorder.
I write because it’s like a cup of coffee, it keeps me awake
I write because I want to live even when I do not exist.
I write because this is my throwing stones when I’m frustrated.
6/11/09 at 4: 42 PM
I write because I can flaunt my being when I don’t have clothes to show off.
I write because this is like making an encyclopedia to a coloring book.
I write because it’s more effective than my lithium medication.
I write because I’m tired of carrying these baggages on the road.
I write because I’m tired of talking too much.
I write because it’s a healthier diversion than smoking.
I write because it’s more therapeutic than analyzing my problem.
I write because I want to paint a thousand pictures with words.
I write because I can put colors to the letters and make a rainbow of words.
I write because it’s the key combinations to my hidden vaults.
I write because my ball pen is my best friend in the darkest nights.
I write because it surprises me with what I am capable of thinking&doing. 6/11/09 at 4: 43 PM
I write because I like that ideas are popping like pop corns.
I write because I can wander in the adventures of my own world.
I write because I have to cleanse my collection of memories of an old home.
I write because like a mirror you need to do a lot of reflections.
I write because I want to fight the battle of life.
I write because I wanted my little voice to be heard.
I write because I want to run from the insanities of the world.
I write because pictures don’t talk.
I write because it helps me connect the dots when I look back in my life.
I write because it brings me back to my crib of silence.
I write because it makes a buzz to other bees in my beehive.
I write because unlike my bike my destination is limitless.
I write because I want to become an inspiration without extinction 6/11/09 at 4: 43 PM
I write because like strumming of the guitar, it vibrates in my soul.
I write because I love to write.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Don't Write Because I Can
I don’t write because I can
I don’t write because I’m told to
I write because when the day is done
I know it’s a friend I can turn to
It’s a friend who always laughs
And it’s a friend who will always care
And better yet I’ll always know
It’s a friend who will always be there
We’ve together faced rough times
and eventually older I grew
But when I get a pen and paper
we both feel as good as new
So I don’t write because I can
and I don’t write because I’m told to
I write because when I’m lost and alone
I know an old friend will help me though
poem by Lauren Saari
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Why Do I Write
I write from my sadness
I write from the madness
I write because I have something to say
I write to pass the day
I write only from the heart
I write for sometimes I am not that smart
Whatever is in head just comes out on paper (in this case a word document) , and I go with the flow
Write to let my mind go
I follow my hand to where ever it takes me
I write all the things that I can see
I write when I am happy, but not as much
I write from my heart that you can touch
I write because I’d go insane
I am driven to write quell my pain
At times I feel alone so I write what I am feeling
I write for it is self-healing
Confident not so I write it all away
I write and write to pass the day
I write to comfort my soul that cries out in the night
I write for love is always out of sight
I write so I don't have to cry any more
I write for I have no one to adore
I write so someone somewhere will hear my plea
I write for someone is out there for me
I am lost and I the clown
I write to turn my frown upside down
I write to embrace the sadness I hide inside
I write with my heart opened wide
I write to silence the ghost
I write for I’ve been let down by the one I loved the most
I write through the stormy weather
I write for I am light as a feather
I am not a writer nor am I a poet
I write for the grief I do know it
I will write until I draw my last breath
I write because I'll die a lonely death
I have to write for strangers delight
I write because I have to write
I write for my own happiness
I write to relieve my stress
I write because I have no other choice
I write as if I was writing a letter
I write because I can’t do any better
I write because I am afraid not to
I write for this is what I do
I write for I give a damn
I write just because I am
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Song About The Moon
If you want to write a song about the moon
Walk along the craters of the afternoon
When the shadows are deep
And the light is alien
And gravity leaps like a knife off the pavement
And you want to write a song about the moon
You want to write a spiritual tune
Then nah nah nah
Presto
Song about about the moon
If you want to write a song about the heart
Think about the moon before you start
Because the heart will howl
Like a dog in the moonlight
And the heart can explode
Like a pistol on a june night
So if you want to write a song about the heart
And its ever-longing for a counterpart
Write a song about the moon
The laughing boy
He laughed so hard
He fell down from his place
The laughing girl
She laughed so hard
The tears rolled down her face
Hey songwriter
If you want to write a song about
A face
Think about a photograph
That you really cant remember
But you cant erase
Wash your hands in dreams and lightning
Cut off your hair
And whatever is frightening
If you want to write a song
About a face
If you want to write a song about
The human race
Write a song about the moon
If you want to write a song about the moon
You want to write a spiritual tune
Then do it
Write a song about the moon
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Losing
Oct 2012
Losing
My love for you inspires me to write poems of love, yet mixed with sadness and sorrow.
Loss and gain of finding and losing, of regret and fulfilment,
happiness and the denial of enlightenment in reality, that I was ment to write for you.
Love, yet not to posses, or to touch.
Only to write of loss and to live in reality, to write of what I may of had...
To write how I sabotaged love.. yet still.. and how I'm too hard to like never mind to love.
Its all written down on paper, in my mind scarred and seared into my heart, im just too out of reach
for anyone to want to....
Loving you, allows me to see this... I have failed...and I thank you for this...
I hope, I'm sure, love will never come my way again.
I write it all down for you,
using red ink.
poem by Jill Laughlin
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Id Love To Write Another Song
Id love to write another song
But nothing seems to come
Id love to write another song
To carry me along
Make some money, pay the bills
Keep me busy too
Id love to write another love song
Id love to write another song
Im searching everywhere
Though I look for inspiration sometimes
Its just not there
I have to work, I have to play
I have to get in step
If I could write another love song
I know it sure would help
Id love to write another song
Baby especially for you
Id love to write another song
And feel things bright and new
In poetry Id carve it well
Id even make it rhyme
Id love to write another song
Just to get some peace of mind
Id love to write another song
To get some peace of mind
Id love to write another song
Baby for some peace of mind.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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New Song
You need a new song
You need a new song
Ill set the words up so they tear right at your soul
Ill set the words up so they tear right at your soul
Dont take me too long
Dont take me too long
But theres a danger that Ill plagiarize something old
But theres a danger that Ill plagiarize something old
My fingers kill me as I play my guitar
My fingers kill me as I play my guitar
cause Ive been chewing down at my nails
cause Ive been chewing down at my nails
My hairline aint exactly superstar
My hairline aint exactly superstar
But theres one thing that never fails
But theres one thing that never fails
This never fails
This never fails
I write the same old song with a few new lines
I write the same old song with a few new lines
And everybody wants to cheer it
And everybody wants to cheer it
I write the same old song you heard a good few times
I write the same old song you heard a good few times
Admit you really want to hear it
Admit you really want to hear it
Whenever I see you
Whenever I see you
You always treat me like Im some kind of perfect man
You always treat me like Im some kind of perfect man
Just cause I please you
Just cause I please you
You explain, but you dont think I can understand
You explain, but you dont think I can understand
My head is spinning as I scrawl with my pen
My head is spinning as I scrawl with my pen
cause Ive been pouring vodka in my soul
cause Ive been pouring vodka in my soul
Nothing really ever changes my friend
Nothing really ever changes my friend
New lamps for old
New lamps for old
New lamps for old
New lamps for old
We sing the same old song, just like a vintage car
We sing the same old song, just like a vintage car
You can look but you wont ever drive it
You can look but you wont ever drive it
We drink the same old wine from a brand new jar
We drink the same old wine from a brand new jar
We get hung over, but we always survive it
We get hung over, but we always survive it
Turn on the radio
Turn on the radio
Love is proclaimed
Love is proclaimed
Again and again and again
Again and again and again
Join in and sing
Join in and sing
Now, dont be ashamed
Now, dont be ashamed
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let it rain
We hum the same old lines to a different crowd
We hum the same old lines to a different crowd
And everybody wants to cheer it
And everybody wants to cheer it
We run on endless time to reach a higher cloud
We run on endless time to reach a higher cloud
But we never ever seem to get near it
But we never ever seem to get near it
We sing the same old song
We sing the same old song
song performed by by Who
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I Wanted To Write A Song Of Happiness For You
I WANTED TO WRITE A SONG OF HAPPINESS FOR YOU
I wanted to write a song of Happiness for you
But one cannot write a song of happiness
If one is so so afraid.
All I can write
Is the story of a small mind
That lost itself
In an endless universe
Which has no tears.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Earthquake (HAITI)
Sad beyond comforting...
...I see the bodies in the rubbles,
Their souls have gone up and evaporated like water,
Into a slumber, their gentle 'soul sleeps'
Their flesh mixed with concrete and rocks. It gradually becomes dust & dust.
I hope the survivors don't feel forsaken,
Though their loved ones have been taken
By death in disguise with a name-'earthquake'
What did over 50,000 people do to get swallowed by mother earth?
Has she not eaten enough from tsunami yet?
Faiths tested,
Atheists ask,
'where is your God at this very moment? '
Millions left suffering,
The rest of the world are left pondering
and wondering,
Saying,
'It could have been us instead of them! '
'It could have been me instead of him! '
Unconsolable, grieving
Sad beyond comforting,
Bodies upon bodies--: -(
Mother Nature, was thou that hungry?
Every fibre in thy body
is devastingly saddened.
Alas, Mother Nature was thou that angry?
Seemingly shattered and hopeless,
The living and the dead co-exists on the streets of PORT-AU- PRINCE,
Heartbroken, soul shaken;
Ah, I see a skull cracked open,
the brains splattered and spilled all over,
Corpses on corpses all over.
We shall write and sing for the departed, a lot of dirge and elegy
We shall mourn them till' we sap out our energy
Our faces wet like the morning dew: -(
As we mourn & pay to the victims their sincere respect and due.
How I wish I didn't have to write this piece,
Poet Ivy prays you rest in perfect peace.
poem by George Obizulike
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Paper And Pen
Paper and pen
Trying to write a song again
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Trying to write a song again
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Can’t think of anything to say today
Can’t think of anything to do
Can’t think of anything to play today
Minds gone blank
Leaving me here, just sitting here
Listening to my hair grow
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
And I look towards you
For an inspiration or a word or two
I try but I find
Every road only leads me back to these lines
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Piano, guitar
I try but don't get very far
Paper and pen
Piano, guitar
Paper and pen
Trying to write a song again
Paper and pen
Paper and pen
Copyright Colin Coplin 1985 / 2010
poem by Colin Coplin
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I Write And Write And Write And Write
I WRITE AND WRITE AND WRITE AND WRITE
I write and write and write and write
I write and write and write and write
I write.
And all this writing and all these words and all I am
Forever unheard.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Poem Started To Be One Thing
The Poem started to be one thing
And became another -
It lost its way
And became mixed up-
To save it was to divide into two or three
But this was to lose it also-
Perhaps the mixed- up poem is the true poem
And the poem pure in one theme is only an abstraction no one needs -
The poem whose subject is its own writing
Is a minor poem
And one of lesser feeling-
I write this poem now as if I know
Even within myself
There are better, if less or more pure poems elsewhere
poem by Shalom Freedman
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What I want to write
What I want to write
I could not write.
I could not write
Tiger tiger cat cat
And the difference they behaved.
I could not write
The sky and its fall
On our forehead.
What I want to write
I could not write.
I write how I loved
How flower blosom
How fruit ripe
How stream flow.
I could not know
How I write
And I write
What I want to write
I could not write.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Song For Mary
Written by: james henman
When I try to find
Words that wish to rhyme
I will never write this song for her tonight
We have stood alone
We have walked alone
Wont you help write this song for her tonight
Help me write this song
Help me write this song
Help me write her song
Tonight
When I try to pray
I cant start to say
All those things I wish to say to her tonight
When she hears her song
She will sing along
She will know the words her heart for me to find
Will you help write this song
Help me write this song
Help me sing her song
Tonight
All these words Ive said
Lyin on my bed
Will they help me sleep alone again tonight
And we have walked alone
We have talked alone
Will you help me sing her song for her tonight
Will you help me sing her song
Help me sing her song
Help me sing her song
song performed by by April Wine
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All Mixed Up
She shadows me in the mirror
She never leaves on the light
And some things that I say to her
They just dont seem to bite
Its all mixed up
Its all mixed up
Its all mixed up
She tricks me into thinkin
I cant believe my eyes
I wait for her forever
But she never does arrive
Its all mixed up
Its all mixed up
Its all mixed up
She says to leave it to me
(leave it to me)
Everythingll be alright
(be alright)
She says to leave it to me
(leave it to me)
Everythingll be alright
Shes always out makin pictures
Shes always out makin scenes
Shes always out the window
When it comes to makin dreams
Its all mixed up
Its all mixed up
Its all mixed up
She says to leave it to me
(leave it to me)
Everythingll be alright
(be alright)
She says to leave it to me
(leave it to me)
Everythingll be alright
(be alright)
She says to leave it to me
(leave it to me)
Everythingll be alright
(be alright)
She says to leave it to me, yeah
(leave it to me)
Everythingll be alright
(be alright)
If you leave it to me
(leave it to me)
Everythingll be alright
(be alright)
Yeah, if you leave it to me
(leave it to me)
(be alright)
(be alright)
(be alright)
(be alright)
song performed by by Cars
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