Angels and Demons
They rained in white and black so pitch
That the gray sank into the gossamer pallor
Masking the daunted hope in apathy
And in their stringing songs, I move and stifle
The machinations of these sexless beasts
Drowsed my insensate senility
And as they jabbed their immaculate wings
I sculled my way in a ponderous vertigo
They burned a white flame unsteadily
In the very contempt of my viscera
Haplessly played in their scripts
I probed for an astray alleyway
Where a mundane gesture
Can be a melancholic ending
In the vindictive ensnare of fire
The struggle of faith was within
And the clouds paved away, stripping down
The skies in a risqué invitation
I saluted with a warm cordial slander
But the cynic repose hit a solid fortification
Soundlessly without recoil
I pray to the gods of forlorn, I begged
At the foot of their cobwebbed banquets
That I may not be persuaded,
And to pride
I strangled my wagering life,
To pride
I hauled a destructive wrath
And molded a taciturn love
To pride,
I castrated my angels and demons
And when their circling stride faded
From the firmament of my obstreperous vision
There was none left, but denial
To disappointments and regrets.
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No Love No Tear
Go and never come again
Go and the God may guide your way
Never think that you can heal
Broken dreams you can't revive Broken hearts may never feel so fear
I'm not the one who can put her dignity down
For a man and beg him to come
Disappointments can't distress my pride to cry
Go and may the God guide your way
The loneiness and pride already i've gain
So long time ago i'm out of lovers game
No Love No Tear To Cry
And the loneliness and my pride
Hugging each other since long time
I! m not ready to pay even a while
For the miserable games of love
And cry regrets a life time
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Truce
Your nacreous eyes is a mirror
Palled by a multitude of horror
A window swung open
But shuttered by a void emptiness
In its hazel glaze I implored
My own lifeless reflection
Still - like a metallic lake
Concealing a surreptitious daemon
Whilst the myopia of vision won
And stifled any sanguine climate
We never batted an eyelash
In hope for a drifting light
And in fear of total eclipse
So eye to eye, we confabulated
With metaphors and false-analogies
As our thoughts morph into blindness
White as oblivion and black as its shadow
Piercing the robust chamber of life
And the angel's panacea slewed
Into the squalid gutters, it burned
With a pang that perpetuates
Like your voice, when you assured
That crows are black
And pigeons maybe white,
Maybe gray, maybe colorless
And you contended to bring a light
In the ubiquity of shades
But our eyes are older than the hills
That sans our chains and suppressed
Our inner lamentations
And this struggle to put up
With your vindictive stares
Defiles my inner sanctum
For the fortification you gave me
Is now a bastion against your assaults
And truce, I call, upon this white flag
To all the venomous foreseeing,
To all the harlequin tears,
To all the forgotten spur,
To all the farce destruction
I shut my eyes tonight
To sleep and relearn:
Reset the ways
Of the scathing Braille.
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Pride!
All I have left is my pride.
But a shield, yet a buoy.
Keeps me afloat against vice,
Against your spite that annoy.
My pride; a protective pride,
Affords me dignity's joy-
When you want to stomp my might,
When you want to stop my force.
It is my pride that clears my sight.
Thus leave me to my proud course.
Lest you feel my wrath ever fierce.
My pride, the only dignity I know.
Only wall between trodden tears;
The defender of weak, helpless souls,
Those looking upon the rich with fear.
Pride; the bold titanium shield of sorts.
Blocking the piercing stares and jeers.
Unseen strength that can't be stopped.
Can't be broken; is my pride here.
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Circling, Circling
Circling, Circling…
Date: December 5,2012
Circling back to scene of the crime
Laying it down, repeating the rhyme
Like falling falling, torn from the sky
Still fanning the flame that passed me by
Cloud nine floating just above my head
I keep reaching for the stars instead
It's a grand illusion that can never be
I've blocked it out, I refuse to see
I'm burned up, burned out, I can't admit
Cause I've held too long to call it quits
A fire still burns deep inside
If only a spark, could turn the tide
So I circle back to the scene of the crime
Singing my songs, repeating the rhyme
Beating the drum for all that its worth
Waiting for wishes to move heaven and earth
Cloud nine's waiting for me to grab hold
With a silver lining, that shines like gold
If I'd just let go of the other side
I'd finally be free of my injured pride
I'm burned up, burned out, I can't admit
My heart's refused to consider it
There's just no way that the fire would lie
Could it really be, has the passion died?
I keep circling, circling the scene of the crime
Looking past the grit, ignoring the grime
Breaking promises to the looking glass
Pretending my pain is a thing of the past
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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The God That Failed
Pride you took
pride you feel
pride that you felt when you'd kneel
not the word
not the love
not what you thought from above
it feeds
it grows
it clouds all that you will know
deceit
deceive
decide just what you believe
I see faith in your eyes
never your hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
broken is the promise
song performed by by Metallica from Metallica
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Beginning of destruction
pride it’s all your fault
Pride it’s all your fault we in this mess
Pride it’s all your fault we are suffering
Pride it’s all your fault people are shedding blood
Pride it’s all your fault families are destroyed
Pride it’s all your fault people are so greedy and selfish
Pride it’s all your fault people have no love
Pride it’s all your fault are so jealous of each other
Pride it’s all your fault people are so lost
Pride it’s all your fault dying from this horrible diseases
Pride it’s all your fault we have so many orphans
Pride it’s all your fault people are betraying each other
Pride it’s all your fault are dying of hunger
Pride it’s all your fault fathers are sleeping with their children
Pride it’s all your fault people are so heartless
Pride it’s all your fault there is no peace, unity and harmony in this world
Pride it’s all your fault we have all this sorrow
Pride it’s all your fault God has rejected us
Pride it’s all your fault people are so evil
And they have decided to be in love with evil rather than good
You have ruined this world
You are to blame for all this misery
If lucifer did not have pride in his heart we wouldn’t be in this mess
Pride it all your fault! ! !
Vangile Mtyali
poem by Vangile Mtyali
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In Imitation of E. of Dorset : Artemisia
Tho' Artemisia talks, by fits,
Of councils, classics, fathers, wits;
Reads Malbranche, Boyle, and Locke;
Yet in some things methinks she fails,
'Twere well if she would pare her nails,
And wear a cleaner smock.
Haughty and huge as High-Dutch bride,
Such nastiness, and so much pride
Are oddly join'd by fate:
On her large squab you find her spread,
Like a fat corpse upon a bed,
That lies and stinks in state.
She wears no colours (sign of grace)
On any part except her face;
All white and black beside:
Dauntless her look, her gesture proud,
Her voice theatrically loud,
And masculine her stride.
So have I seen, in black and white
A prating thing, a Magpye hight,
Majestically stalk;
A stately, worthless animal,
That plies the tongue, and wags the tail,
All flutter, pride, and talk.
poem by Alexander Pope
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991. Give Me The Pride Of Being Your Child.
You bestow
Some people with pride of having best parents.
Some with pride of inheriting immense wealth.
Some with pride of being born in high caste.
Some with pride of possessing an extraordinary talent.
Some with pride of controlling a great mass.
.....
For me, You denied all these.
I too don’t regret.
In fact, I thank You
For not having added all these
To my already taxing ego.
But, don’t deny Your uplifting love.
Give me only one pride.
The pride of being Your child!
poem by Raman Savithiri
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Lion's Pride
The Lion, He sits upon the mountain.
Watching over the pride, which is His joy.
Emotionless.
He shows no fear.
With Him, a calmness and peace.
He struts with confidence.
As he approaches the pride,
No one will challenge Him.
He is Alpha.
The true leader.
Both Trusting and trusted.
When confronted, it is not His pride He protects.
To protect His pride is foolish.
He knows He is Alpha
It is the pride,
The pride is for Him to sacrifice for.
The Lioness respects him
He is the head of the pride.
He loves Her and for the pride would lay down His life.
It is His cross to bear.
For it was the role, He was born to play.
As the Lion leads the pride,
A man should lead His pride & joy.
Whatever pride He protects,
Determines if He is Alpha.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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That Which Caused My Loneliness
That which caused my loneliness,
Are disagreements.
My pride hurt so much that it might never heal.
A slight mistake,
I must pay for it.
Were we to turn back time,
I might have been the victor.
Melancholic I feel,
I wander around aimlessly.
Truth be told,
Why have I reacted in such a way?
The answer might be thus;
I am human.
We are such that petty things make us fall out.
I have left you,
But I long to rejoin you.
But my pride does not allow it,
For we are humans.
But I digress,
This has spurred me.
Perhaps now I can see myself more clearly,
I will not waste the chance you have given me,
Intentional or not.
Now, as I move on,
I shall remember,
My pride as a human.
My ego is truly that which caused my loneliness.
poem by Tng Wee Song Wilson
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What Happens
I found myself pride
Courage in strides
For a moment there
I felt no care
My life was free
There was nothing to need
Just one simple glimpse
And my stride is a limp
My pride breaks and shatters
And things started to matter
With one little smile
My mind's in denial
I cannot hide
With a dream like sigh
What happens is this:
An inevitable kiss
poem by Alyssa Rieper
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Fear (part3)
Patience women
we have been beaten
still we congratulate our
fate, we pray for
freedom to come still
we are not justify
by our words
where are the gods
of war
where are the true
seeker and thinker
out of fear we forget
to speak of
dreamers
youth speak with pride
without knowing what nature
holds for them
where are the gods
of our land
we are proud of
pride without knowing how
deep we can low
go our lifes
the most precious things
in our lifes is
our love
tell me where are
the pride in love? .
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Nation Against Nation
Listen to the rage of nations
Anger spilling through the barrel of the gun
Hear, the wrath of leaders
Ending in bloodshed and sorrow
They take their pride to the battle ground
And they shoot humility out of the world
They invest wisdom into doom
And in the end, we solve folly.
They bury their heroes with respect
Followed by the sound of riffles
As if this is all there is.
But; when pride rises against pride
And nation against nation,
Love and truth will carry the day.
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My pride
It began when i was a little foetus
Striving for perfection even though
I'm not, the pride was sent
Down to me not by my parents
But my forefathers the royal
Barolong who fought for my
Survival but not my revelation
Of a pride so humble yet poised
This pride provides for me, speaks
For me and it obliviates those
Who underestimate it as it is
Possessed by me and me only
This pride is my pride and my
Pride is my culture
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Move Right Out
Rick astley & rob fisher
She comes home in the morning light
Tries to hide the secret of last night
Tells a tale of working late
Says the things she knows I hate
Why should I convince myself
That she loves me and no one else
Feels like time to break the chains
I wont be fooled again
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out yeah
When we kiss theres no flame
But I believe Im not to blame
When we touch its by mistake
Tenderness she just cant fake
Who does she think I am
To let her love another man
I wont take another day
I just refuse to stay
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out yeah
Oh I love her I really care
The days so long when shes not there
But I believe it just aint right
To see her with someone else tonight
Hear me now
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna take whats mine
Im gonna move right out
Gonna take my time
Gonna keep my pride
Gonna move right out yeah
song performed by by Rick Astley
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Pride Of Man
Turn around go back down go back the way you came
Cant you see the flash of fire ten times brighter than the day
And behold the mighty city broken in the dust again
Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again
Turn around go back down go back the way you came
Babylon is laid to waste egypts buried in her shame
Their mighty men are beaten down the kings are fallen in the ways
Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again
Turn around go back down go back the way you came
Terror is on everyside though the leaders are dismayed
Those who put their faith in fire in fire their faith shall be repaid
Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again
Turn around go back down go back the way you came
Shout a warning to the nations that the sword of God is raised
On babylon that mighty city rich in treasure wide in fame
It shall cause thy towers to fall and make it be a pyre of flame
Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again
Thou that dwell on many water rich in treasure wide in fame
Bow unto a God of gold thy pride of might shall be thy shame
Oh God the pride of man broken in the dust again
And only God can lead the people back into the faith again
Thy holy mountain be restored thy mercy on thy people lord
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Arrogance Of Man
arrogance of man is a defect
what you see is what you get
they say pride comes before the fall
some can not see this at all
pride in accomplishments
pride in family
pride in self
are all good atributes
unless others are treated inferior
never looking beyond their exterior
we are all equal under gods eyes
and we all will one day die
be kind to one another
and not let arrogance
cause decay
it was never meant to be that way
poem by Giovanna Marie
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Curiosity Killed The Bachelor
Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
the same is my approached to you, for now I’m like a kid on crack:
Twitching, and restless when you’re not with me, on a high when you are.
Like a caveman knocking on a stone, I knock on your door, now, I have fire.
Crimson and beautiful - love deeper than that which is raw.
Unadulterated and immense, exactly what my soul searched for.
Searched for days, months, years, but came up with lack,
Beaten and broken by relationships’ whips, now pride rests on my back.
Pride in love, pride in hope, pride in life; and it is with pride that I ask 'Will you be my wife'? Curiosity brought me this far, love would complete the task!
Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis
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Would You Let Me Cry
My pride would u let me cry
as these torrors and pain hunted me,
as my heart in love is denaide
and as those I seek comfart to grow cold
my own pride would u let me cry
as I'm lost and can't find my way
as my brothers and sisters in the blink of an eye
are out to be throughed in graves
and as ignorence and hate want to be a part of my life.
would I be wrong if I cry?
as my heart left out in cold,
as my shoulders are too small for
the burdens of pain I wear every day
and as this fast changing world mazed me.
my own pride would u let me cry
as these tears burned my eyes
as these hate stabs my heart
and as my prayer to GOD seem to be ignored
my own pride would u let me cry?
poem by Lungisani Samukelo Mdluli
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A Marine Poem
Honor, courage and commitment as one is Pride
so pure and strong as a stallion at full stride
Its grace and beauty like an eagle soars through the sky
pride that is seen in every Marines eye
To hear the words of our nations hymn brings tears of delight
our stars and stripes waving in the breeze, a heartwarming sight
Young children with innocent faces, hands on their heart
our veterans saluting, remembering how they fought their part
these are but a few privileges we Americans have every day
we have choices to believe in God and the choice to pray
our troops are fighting with pride for this gift to you
let us show them the power behind the red, white and blue
Support our sons and daughters, husbands and wives
who are fighting for justice and freedom with their lives
Lets not forget about that awesome feeling of pride
let us unite as a nation and stand strong side by side
poem by Kai Laemoa
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