Blaring Lamentations
Asunder from the assuaging calls—
The chortles in the brawls,
The throttles in the vacant holes,
The spasm in the sinewy sinusoid
That clambers with the trails
Of an astray galloping asteroid;
The sirens will denounce the tinnitus
To coil in the wavering fathoms,
The banshees will squander a soul
To define haughty distraught
The montage migraine wrought,
Follow me, into the light
And cast a shadow into the blight
With certitude riveted inside
Digress to grow seraphic strides
And blind the blaring laments
With omniscient chivalry whilst tottering
In the veneer of debacle and saturnalia
And you will cleave with rue to ensue
The garish pouncing of threads
In trelisses and porches of
Ghastly towns and in the crevasses
Come naked in the facade
Of devouring fleet from defeat
This is how we live, or submit into
Believing the shallow fringes of life
Eaten by fear, eating fear, basking and
Vying to subsist within the parameter
Only inches farther the saturnine pits
And this is how we are defined
The coarse grating of eloquent lines
Mouths guzzled in a suture fatal as
The debauched hearing for misery.
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Fears of a teenage mafioso
Fear of love,
Fear of pain,
Fear of the unforgiving cane,
Fear of lies,
Fear of sighs,
Fear of those distraught eyes,
Fear for the unknown,
Fear for the known,
Fear of everything combined,
Fear is what makes me blind,
Fear is what makes me think,
and act in blind accordance,
Hindering the world around me,
Hence, My Fear of myself
Fear is when you run away,
Fear is when you’re scared to love someone,
Fear is when the sky turns grey,
Fear of confusion,
Fear is like a dark blue ocean,
Fear won’t let me escape
Fear mocks me, watching
Fear taunts me, waiting
Fear of losing,
Fear you cannot see,
Fear dealt upon thee.
Fear of darkness and death,
Fear of a dead comrade,
Fear of a gun being cocked,
Fear of being endlessly stalked,
Fear of time,
Fear of all the crime,
Fear of the undesirable truth,
Fear for the good.
Fear for the sake of life,
Fear of the neighbors next door,
Fear of the secretive man in the subway,
Fear of the revolutionary uproar,
Fear is to not rejoice your living,
Fear for the sake of your life,
But to fear is to forsake it.
Fear is to have no hope in life,
Fear of the fear of fear,
We need no reason to fear,
For fear has no reason for itself.
I guess life is just like that,
To fear for no reason,
For to fear is not to reason,
But to reason is to fear.
To fear for the sake of fear,
Is fear for fear,
So let me think,
What else do I fear?
What else do I fear?
What else do I fear?
poem by David daveres
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Satur9
To the ages I have seen
Creatures I have stopped
Bloody simple features
Everyone's choosing sides
We are inside
We are inside now
We are inside
We are inside
Saturnine
How I'd love to waste your time
Saturnine
Saturnine
Goodbye all you widows
Tear-stain on the name
Glass into the vein
While seeking some relief
Saturnine
How I'd love to waste your time
Saturnine
Saturnine
Saturnine
You are waiting on the side
Camera take this picture
[?]
We have all forgotten
[?]
We are inside
We are inside now
We are inside
We are inside
You've always cried
So that [?]
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Snake Charmer
Suture my sculling lips
And keep me close stifling
To your cinched contours
In a woven bassinet
But don't divulge
The similarity of the redolence
It had from my casket
And eloquently play your flute
Like a spruce golden bard
With your lips of yarn
Kissing the cold tubes
To transmit the music
That should enthuse
My physiology to submit
Into following your motions
Touting the repletion
Half-blinded,
Full-hearted,
Without a hiss
Tinker my insides
To play your abject game
And give you a spectacle
Of a quaint fancy
In the veneers of grandiosity
For a pouncing, flouncing show
And I will be your floundering shadow
Casting you a sobriquet
Yes, I shall digress
In such a derisory place
But nary a promise
From your lounging fingers
To make me believe
In the euphonious blarneys
Of your mendaciloquence
Just fondle me enough
In an esoteric tease
As how the moon entice
The swelling of the sea
And I will not resist
Until I coil back
Into the bleak
Arms of darkness.
poem by Norman Santos
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An Encyclopedia of Fear (To Ron Oliver)
There's primal fear like a fetus blinded by daylight
There's lingering fear like a zit growing on your nose
There's groundless fear like a dark day covered by a clear night
There's inarticulate fear like a little fish wolfed down by a shark
There's sudden fear like a demon startled by an unfamiliar ghost
There's mortal fear like a soul baffled by heavenly hell
There's fake fear like a popstar blowing his/her lines
There's undying fear like boomerang returning to hit you hard
There's cryptic fear like a stranger ringing at your doorbell
There's fatal fear like falling prey to a predator
There's introverted fear we've invented by ourselves
And have to live with it.
poem by Aram Stefanian
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There is no Fear
The people of this world, if against they stand,
There is no fear, there is no fear, nothing like fear.
Although, we are counted cheap and rebuked,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
If to beg for food, would be a life attained,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Loveable possessions if, are lost,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
2. If clothed bosomed damsels, cast their eyes
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Poison in the mouth, if fed by friends
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Shielded armies, if to attack approach
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
On the acme of my head, if the sky did crash and plummet down
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
poem by Subramanya Bharathi
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Losing Life to Fear
In fear of being heard,
In fear of being understood,
In fear of not being heard,
In fear of not being understood,
In fear of being misheard,
In fear of being misunderstood,
In fear of hearing too much,
In fear of understanding too much,
In fear of saying too much,
In fear of saying too little,
In fear of being too enlightened,
In fear of not being factually correct,
In fear of being too bright,
In fear of being too ignorant,
In fear of being praised,
In fear of being bullied,
In fear of not being like others,
In fear of loosing my individuality,
In fear of being ostracized,
In fear of being camouflaged,
In fear of being the attraction,
In fear of being ignored,
In fear of being too different,
In fear of being too common,
In fear of following others,
In fear of disobeying others,
In fear of being too gullible,
In fear of being too stubborn,
In fear of being used,
In fear of being misused,
In fear of rewards,
In fear of punishments,
In fear of responsibility,
In fear of expectations,
In fear of being trusted,
In fear of being mistrusted,
In fear of your lack of response,
In fear of your over-reaction,
In fear of eternal silence,
In fear of noisy communication,
In fear of your acceptance,
In fear of your rejection,
In fear of exciting you,
In fear of upsetting you,
In fear of loving you,
In fear of hating you,
In fear of your love,
In fear of your hatred,
In fear of being loved,
In fear of being hated,
In fear of thinking,
In fear of existing,
In fear of living,
In fear of dying,
In fear of being myself,
In fear of being another,
In fear of knowing myself,
In fear of neglecting myself,
I lost my voice;
I lost my identity;
I lost my self.
I lost this life;
I lost my life;
I lost life's life.
poem by Suraj Samtani
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Don't Fear the Dream
Don't fear the dream, children, as I once did
Don't fear the dream in the stillness of night
Follow that call, given in the darkness
For it will lead you into that bright light
Don't fear the emotions that well within
Don't fear the emotions as the tears fall
Follow your conscience, speaking deep inside
For life with no heart, is no life at all
Don't fear the power that you've been given
Don't fear the power when your moment comes
Follow the Giver who gives you your strength
For there's reason you are who you've become
Don't fear the dream, so bold, as I once did
Don't fear the dream or the visions by night
Follow that call, as given by your King
For reward awaits those who fear, yet fight
And, even when your struggle seems hopeless
And, even when your heart begins to fail
Don't fear the impending evil ahead
For if He is with you, you will prevail
((January 19th,2006))
poem by Danny Speicher
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Not So Grand Escapade
Basking in the mirth
Buckling with the dearth
Chances of exoneration
In consummate beguilement
I sail with oars heftier
Than the anchors pummeling
The slumbering trepidation
In the red sea of despair
Sculling like a vertigo
Inveigling the sirens
To drown in the whirlpool
Of rose-wine inebriation
As I rummage for answers
And succor for an alliance
Toes vying for escapade
And chocking in the gilded rope
Knotted in the lofty gallows
I tripped in the enemy lines—
That close, still asphyxiating
And tangled like the cobwebs
In my empty heart, pilfered of map
Slowly in this gambling wile
I am losing myself downhill
Filleting and skinning to bipolarity
I am becoming what I dread
And what I dread comes closer;
Closer than the sun's graze
To what I breath for subsistence.
Basking, buckling, vying and choking.
poem by Norman Santos
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Quite Pollue
Asunder me from this plane of existence
Where ephemeral defeat coils down into
Perpetual scars that meanders deep
Rising every full moon regardless
Of the infinite susurrations of the harlot
Whiffs of bliss, evanescent whips
Dabbing the stings of death
Lead me down to the ethereal trance
Of perpetual demise, a consummate defeat
Withholding concrete bliss in the margins
Teetering out of keel, out to kill
This coarse grating feel
poem by Norman Santos
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Jaundice
I found you there, clad fully
In a tawny velvet in the visage
Of the sun seekers espionage
Cringing in the svelte beams
Seething through the yawning
Of the assuaging curtains and
The vestiges of your quintessence
Meander with the vacuous
And suspended breathing,
Fringing the cholera slathering
The solitary holidays
In this robust abode, a turret,
The sooty pockmarks
In the pallid tangerine bricks
Condensed the slumbering veneer
Like a hefty ripple in a cesspool
Garish rays swooned marauding
With prismatic buoying mirth
Rather rudimentary and hollow
Impenetrably shallow
Cleaving vexation eagerly
And the vivid coruscations
Casted shadows aloft that bore
Unfathomable ulcer in the flaws
As the gilded chiming bawls
Rouse and float innocuously
My baleful iron eyes toppled
From the adverse gaiety
Perhaps, I belong amongst the gloom
And the shadow is my mooring home:
A bijou for a wavering wander
Through my frangible walls
Vicissitude galloped in berserk
Digressing and regressing
Without the huff and puff
Of a culpable wolf
On the jaundice creeping
The bewildering mirror
poem by Norman Santos
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Time To Fear
Picture me on the edge of sadness
I was too blind to see the truth
My hearts beating fast I'm not alone
but you're not there
Friendly smiles steal a glance
But me I'm furious inside
Can I get out of here now
Everything is falling down on me
And deep inside my mind I know I love you
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my life
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my life
You say I do always wrong
So you must hurt me again
I feel so sorry
but you do not
And you're not here
I question why I left you
Ain't love when under your sway
Will I be safe in here now
Eveything is falling down on me
And deep inside my mind I know I miss you
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my live
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my live
Time is that all I really got to fear time time
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my live
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my live
Time time time time
The Song of the Little Hunter
Ere Mor the Peacock flutters, ere the Monkey People cry,
Ere Chil the Kite swoops down a furlong sheer,
Through the Jungle very softly flits a shadow and a sigh--
He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear!
Very softly down the glade runs a waiting, watching shade,
And the whisper spreads and widens far and near.
And the sweat is on thy brow, for he passes even now--
He is Fear, O Little Hunter, he is Fear!
Ere the moon has climbed the mountain, ere the rocks are ribbed with light,
When the downward-dipping trails are dank and drear,
Comes a breathing hard behind thee--snuffle-snuffle through the night--
It is Fear, O Little Hunter it is Fear,
On thy knees and draw the bow; bid the shrilling arrow go;
In the empty, mocking thicket plunge the spear!
But thy hands are loosed and weak, and the blood has left thy cheek--
It is Fear, O Little Hunter, it is Fear!
When the heat-cloud sucks the tempest, when the slivered pine-trees fall,
When the blinding, blaring rain-squalls lash and veer,
Through the war-gongs of the thunder rings a voice more loud than all--
It is Fear, O Little Hunter, it is Fear!
Now the spates are banked and deep; now the footless boulders leap--
Now the lightning shows each littlest leaf--rib clear--
But thy throat is shut and dried, and thy heart against thy side
Hammers: Fear, O Little Hunter--this is Fear!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Saturnalia
He picked up his cigarette
With his nimble hands
And dropped his malaise
On his nimbus smile
He moored his trepidation
Amidst looming trees
Sated with voraciousness
Gaunt as his mortality
They tread a rivulet
Of agog prancing fire
And picked up his ashes
In his sinewy veins
And fanned his qualms
In a tacit realm
He plucked out a thorn
Riveted in his rib cage
And stomped on the fertility
Of the garden in his hands
Unsullied but squalid
Lanterns in blossom
While its tangled roots finagled
With the cajoles of the heart
The saturnine seethes of flame
Tingled the oceanic eyes
And he picked up his glass
And drank its serrations
He swathed his bleeding tongue
With a rasping sedation
He picked up the moon
Fallen from the night
He cried for its unrivaled doom
And the mirroring blight
He plied the gossamer
And the desiccation of the sea
But he never grew pale
So he picked up a star
To hung a chandelier
And flicked on the light
Of a transient thrill
Denying oblivion's shrill
In a ravine of coiled lynches
He picked up himself
And squandered it away
And there was no fear
Just a stark demise
poem by Norman Santos
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Walls of Change
Walls of change..
Built from a broken foundation
A world divided.
To a United Nation.
We all embrace hatred.
It is love that we seek.
Eternal blindness.
From a soul that is weak.
Strengthen my spirit.
Help me fear no fear.
Walk with the Lord.
Self will disappear.
Build up others.
Strength you will find.
You’ll discover yourself.
When you leave you behind.
The meaning of life.
Our actions define.
We can either live for ourselves.
Or by God’s design.
One will bear fruit.
The other will grow weeds.
The harvests we grow.
From our planted seeds.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Impentitent Ultima
Before my light goes out for ever if God should give me a choice of
graces,
I would not reck of length of days, nor crave for things to be;
But cry: 'One day of the great lost days, one face of all the faces,
Grant me to see and touch once more and nothing more to see.
'For, Lord, I was free of all Thy flowers, but I chose the world's
sad roses,
And that is why my feet are torn and mine eyes are blind with sweat,
But at Thy terrible judgment-seat, when this my tired life closes,
I am ready to reap whereof I sowed, and pay my righteous debt.
'But once before the sand is run and the silver thread is broken,
Give me a grace and cast aside the veil of dolorous years,
Grant me one hour of all mine hours, and let me see for a token
Her pure and pitiful eyes shine out, and bathe her feet with tears.'
Her pitiful hands should calm, and her hair stream down and blind me,
Out of the sight of night, and out of the reach of fear,
And her eyes should be my light whilst the sun went out behind me,
And the viols in her voice be the last sound in mine ear.
Before the ruining waters fall and my life be carried under,
And Thine anger cleave me through as a child cuts down a flower,
I will praise Thee, Lord in Hell, while my limbs are racked asunder,
For the last sad sight of her face and the little grace of an hour.
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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Birth
Create
Upon the palms whispering lines
Of roads never coming back
Strike
A bolt of lightning
Strike the heart
Move
The horizons
Uproot the skies
For a spinning volcano to grow
The lava of love
Burning each grain into an incredible embrace
Up to nothing
Give
Out of nothing
The utmost purity of the heart
No back return
From the point of no heart charge
Again create
The uppermost summit in wire walking shadows
To quickly slip through the holes of light
Enlighten
Give birth to a song
From the tombs now mute
In silence deeply plunged
To mourn
Over the death of the many
Is not the only way to grow
Grow
Go up beyond the skylines horizons
Break through in a warrior throng
Saberless swordless breath taken only
Sucked in the stardust
Universe black holes
In naked arms fight
The history of the touch
Divine the throne
Succeed to it in Godful embrace
The tortures of the womb
Earth spasm birth
Into your own soul
Stength
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Earth spasm birth
Create
Upon the palms whispering lines
Of roads never coming back
Strike
A bolt of lightning
Strike the heart
Move
The horizons
Uproot the skies
For a spinning volcano to grow
The lava of love
Burning each grain into an incredible embrace
Up to nothing
Give
Out of nothing
The utmost purity of the heart
No back return
From the point of no heart charge
Again create
The uppermost summit in wire walking shadows
To quickly slip through the holes of light
Enlighten
Give birth to a song
From the tombs now mute
In silence deeply plunged
To mourn
Over the death of the many
Is not the only way to grow
Grow
Go up beyond the skylines horizons
Break through in a warrior throng
Saberless swordless breath taken only
Sucked in the stardust
Universe black holes
In naked arms fight
The history of the touch
Divine the throne
Succeed to it in Godful embrace
The tortures of the womb
Earth spasm birth
Into your own soul
Stength
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Live Today (Revival Remix)
Live for today now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Forget about tomorrow (come on, everybody)
When you blaze your own trails, you really don't have to follow (yo, yo, yo)
When I woke up this morning I jumped out of bed, took a shower puts some pants on, my hat was
Red, I need a grab a jersey then brush my teeth, I need a shave my face throw some shoes on my
Feet, I was fresh dressed like a million bucks, saggin in my ten dicks with a tear on my nuts,
Now theres things to do and there's people to meet, sets some goals to achieve, Johnny Richter
Whatchu think?
Another day full of new opportunities, another sunrise, another chance for you to be, whatchu
Wanna be, cause you aint gotta be, a follower, your the prophet of your prophecy, it might
Sound like I started preachin, but I'm searchin out the fun, yo I'm always seekin, livin out my
Life like an endless weekend, and I just keep doing it again, and again, and again, and again...
Live for today now (let's go), forget about tomorrow (tomorrow), when you blaze your own
Trails you really don't have to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to
Follow (follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow)
Twenty-four seven, 365, one day at a time is how I live my life, it's Johnny Richter and I'm
Breakin out, makin moves doin things, that's what I'm all about, I'm tryin to go everywhere,
North, east, west, and south (yeah, yeah) never thinkin when I'm speakin let it all hang out,
What's comin out my mouth, a little freedom of speech, I said what's on my mind, and my mind I
Believe, I can do anything, don't accept defeat, I'm just tryin to get by while smokin on some
Trees
It's a beautiful day when you see the sunshine, it's a beautiful day to relax your mind, get
Down to the sounds of the D-L-O-C, everybody come and join the Kottonmouth Kings, throw your
Hands in the air, let em go on be free, you can be exactly who you wanna to be
When this world is crazy, gotta give it all you got, theres no time to slip, I wanna be on
Top, check it
Live for today now (let's go), forget about tomorrow (tomorrow), when you blaze your own
Trails, you really don't have to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to
Follow (follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow)
I really can't explain, my brain just works in different ways, from livin life against the
Grain, hopin to die just different strains, when I rip the pipe,the sun shines in my life just
Right, I'm about to reload, then ignite, one life, one love, one mic, one stereotype, the tc
Got til the fruit is ripe, pick up the pen, uplifting in sight, the weakest link my be the one
In the light, you gotta stay true, stay strong, hold tight, this is Daddy-X, and I'm rick rick
White
Worry about it
Wake up everyday and I wash my face, and I look in the mirror, deep inside I gaze, into my
Eyes, check the vis, feel out what I'm gonna do, cause the skys the limit, whether me or you
If you really stop and think, it's not that hard, you can be anything, you are a superstar,
Keep your head on straight, be a leader, don't follow, live for today and forget about tomorrow
Live for today now (let's go), forget about tomorrow (tomorrow), when you blaze your own
Trails, you really don't have to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to
Follow (follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow)
Live for today now (let's go), forget about tomorrow, when you blaze your own trails, you
Really don't have to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to follow
(follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow)
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Live Today
Live for today now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Forget about tomorrow (come on, everybody)
When you blaze your own trails, you really don't have to follow (yo, yo, yo)
When I woke up this morning I jumped out of bed, took a shower puts some pants on, my hat was
Red, I need a grab a jersey then brush my teeth, I need a shave my face throw some shoes on my
Feet, I was fresh dressed like a million bucks, saggin in my ten dicks with a tear on my nuts,
Now theres things to do and there's people to meet, sets some goals to achieve, Johnny Richter
Whatchu think?
Another day full of new opportunities, another sunrise, another chance for you to be, whatchu
Wanna be, cause you aint gotta be, a follower, your the prophet of your prophecy, it might
Sound like I started preachin, but I'm searchin out the fun, yo I'm always seekin, livin out my
Life like an endless weekend, and I just keep doing it again, and again, and again, and again...
Live for today now (let's go), forget about tomorrow (tomorrow), when you blaze your own
Trails you really don't have to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to
Follow (follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow)
Twenty-four seven, 365, one day at a time is how I live my life, it's Johnny Richter and I'm
Breakin out, makin moves doin things, that's what I'm all about, I'm tryin to go everywhere,
North, east, west, and south (yeah, yeah) never thinkin when I'm speakin let it all hang out,
What's comin out my mouth, a little freedom of speech, I said what's on my mind, and my mind I
Believe, I can do anything, don't accept defeat, I'm just tryin to get by while smokin on some
Trees
It's a beautiful day when you see the sunshine, it's a beautiful day to relax your mind, get
Down to the sounds of the D-L-O-C, everybody come and join the Kottonmouth Kings, throw your
Hands in the air, let em go on be free, you can be exactly who you wanna to be
When this world is crazy, gotta give it all you got, theres no time to slip, I wanna be on
Top, check it
Live for today now (let's go), forget about tomorrow (tomorrow), when you blaze your own
Trails, you really don't have to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to
Follow (follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow)
I really can't explain, my brain just works in different ways, from livin life against the
Grain, hopin to die just different strains, when I rip the pipe,the sun shines in my life just
Right, I'm about to reload, then ignite, one life, one love, one mic, one stereotype, the tc
Got til the fruit is ripe, pick up the pen, uplifting in sight, the weakest link my be the one
In the light, you gotta stay true, stay strong, hold tight, this is Daddy-X, and I'm rick rick
White
Worry about it
Wake up everyday and I wash my face, and I look in the mirror, deep inside I gaze, into my
Eyes, check the vis, feel out what I'm gonna do, cause the skys the limit, whether me or you
If you really stop and think, it's not that hard, you can be anything, you are a superstar,
Keep your head on straight, be a leader, don't follow, live for today and forget about tomorrow
Live for today now (let's go), forget about tomorrow (tomorrow), when you blaze your own
Trails, you really don't have to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to
Follow (follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow)
Live for today now (let's go), forget about tomorrow, when you blaze your own trails, you
Really don't have to follow (follow), free your mind (yeah), your soul is sure to follow
(follow), live for today now, forget about tomorrow (tomorrow
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Sonnet I
Alas, hardpressed the whirling orbs
And swift Titan hie fleeting hours,
And cleave delights with woe avid
Death might - fast on us, she strides!
Whilst I, onward, mark more the deep
Shadow of my wrongs that prey untold
On a heart cowed now by constant woe,
And with tears, my youthful faults I rue.
Power, delights, wealth, such ado,
Tho ne'er for naught, 'tis ill they work,
For our desire they turn astray
From its rightful bliss (God we name).
Brief gains! O blissful a hundredfold
Who knows quick these shadows' true shape!
poem by Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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