Miss So Fat (For My Next Door Neighbour)
Coming now of age
And growing in a form so strange
The beautiless girl next door
Only eats junks and fatty foods the more
Though everyone know her as Pat
I call her miss so fat
She's so robust, you'd fear she would burst
And day by day she grew worse
Her feature doubtlessly I hate
She could not even go through the small gate----
She then grows so weak
And before long she grew sick,
That she had to the clinic be admitted
But her health, it got dilapidated-----
And the doctors, they say, so much tried
But it wasn't enough to save my neighbour for after long she died.
poem by Olajide Ajibola
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Smalltown
When youre growing up in a small town
When youre growing up in a small town
When youre growing up in a small town
You say, no one famous ever came from here
When youre growing up in a small town
And youre having a nervous breakdown
And you think that youll never escape it
Yourself or the place that you live
Where did picasso come from
Theres no michelangelo coming from pittsburgh
If art is the tip of the iceberg
Im the part sinking below
When youre growing up in a small town
Bad skin, bad eyes, gay and fatty
People look at you funny
When youre in a small town
My father worked in construction
Its not something for which Im suited
Oh, what is something for which you are suited
Getting out of here
I hate being odd in a small town
If they stare let them stare in new york city
As this pink eyed painting albino
How far can my fantasy go
Im no dali coming from pittsburgh
No adorable lisping capote
My hero, oh, do you think I could meet him
Id camp out at his front door
There is only one good thing about small town
There is only one good use for a small town
There is only one good thing about small town
You know that you want to get out
When youre growing up in a small town
You know youll grow down in a small town
There is only one good use for a small town
You hate it and youll know you have to leave
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Doctor's Day In India
Though once a year comes Doctor's Day,
Let us celebrate it;
‘A noble profession', all say;
Accolades, let's befit.
All doctors must improve health-care
Of world's sick/suffering souls;
Let doctors toil for sick-welfare,
Assuming varied roles.
The world needs better doctors more -
A dedicated lot;
They form the health-providers core -
A sacrificing slot!
May doctors work most selflessly;
May patients benefit;
May doctors serve them faultlessly,
And heal all, bit by bit!
poem by John Celes
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Baby
Baby look this way.
We need you to stay.
Please don't leave your baby girl alone.
Come back home.
Baby, can you hear what I'm sayin'?
Boy you no I ain't playin'.
Yes the world is changin',
But why aren't you stayin'?
Your baby girl is growing so fast.
I wish you were here to see it last.
Sure she and I had as blast,
with every imaginary thing cast.
But she grew never knowing her dad.
She needs you so bad.
I know that when she was born you were just a lad.
When she thinks of you she grows said.
Baby please come back to me.
I miss you can't you see?
Its going harder to breathe.
But I know it jut wasn't meant to be...
poem by Alice Spakrs
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Save Us
Too late to call for the priest
He is not here anymore
We look at the age of the beast
And weve seen its vast armies form
Hear our call
Chorus: please, save us
Please, save us
In permanent madness we live
No time for life and for love
To take is the rule, not to give
Insanity comes from below
To take us all
Chorus: please, save us
Please, save us
We believe that the phenomena of nature
Are the expression of infinitive intelligence
We express our belief that all forms of life
Are manifestations of spirit
And thus, all men are children of god
Far from down below one comes prepared to take us all
Waiting for his future and the final call
We stand on the edge of the world
Just one step more and we fall
Guide us and please take our hands
Without you were weak and alone
Hear our call
Chorus: please, save us
Please, save us
Now!
Save us--from the gods of thunder
Save us--from the dogs of war
Save us--from the creeping nightmares
Save us--from the evils course
Save us--from our own ignorance
Save us--from the man in black
Save us--from the desolation
Save us--from the hate attack
Save us--oh please
Save us--please save us
Save us--oh please
Save us--now!
song performed by by Helloween
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I Miss You (Billion Dollar Babies)
Touched by thoughts
as cold as ice
Like some bathroom floor
No love can be worth this price
Still I ask for more
Endless days and restless nights
And forgotten scenes
Hopelessly I tried to find
Escape from this deam
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
No matter where you are
I hate being alone
Love is sweet
And bitter too
The taste can leave cold
You know I hate it
But I cannot refuse to capture control
How it seems
There's no way out
I guess I never knew
Emptiness has left no doubt
Now I want you
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
No matter where you are
I hate being alone
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
No matter where you are
I hate being alone
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
You've been gone for so long
Baby I miss you
When are you coming home
Tell me you're coming back
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Im Comin Home
Save tomorrow for me
Im comin home to you
Oh girl my baby
(repeat)
I just called you up
Because youve been on my mind
So I can tell you what I feel
Ooh Im missing you
Ive been away too long
Now Im coming home to you
Its been hard for me
To fall asleep at night--my love
Because without you
I feel so--alone
So Im coming home
Save tomorrow for me
Im comin home to you
Oh girl my baby
Save tomorrow for me
Im coming home to you
Oh girl my baby
Since the day I left
And you went on your own way
My lifes just not the same
Ooh baby Im needing you
And longing for your touch
Can I get a message through
I can hardly wait
To hold you in my arms
Oh girl
So dont be busy
Cancel everything
cause im
Cause tomorrows my day
Save tomorrow for me (aw baby)
Im comin home to you (and I want it all)
Oh girl my baby (my baby)
Save tomorrow for me (aw baby)
Im coming home to you (girl, Im comin home)
Oh girl my baby (my baby)
Save tomorrow for me (missing you....needing you)
Im comin home to you (wanting you...each and every minute of the day)
Oh girl my baby (yeah)
Save tomorrow for me (I know you know. sugar, I know you know.)
Im coming home to you (Im comin home to you)
Oh girl my baby (? )
Away too long
Missing you so Im comin home
Save me tomorrow
Away too long
Missing you so Im comin home
Save me tomorrow
Save tomorrow {repeat away too long...}
(baby save tomorrow cause Im comin home)
(because without you I feel so alone)
(since the day I left)
(I was needing you)
(now Im comin home)
(my baby to you)
(can I get a message through)
(because Im comin home)
(home home home home)
(home)
I love you. I love you, too.
song performed by by New Edition
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Sick of You
I am sick.....I am sick of you......I am sick of this life.....lived it long and good.....but now I am sick of you and the life I lead.....sick and weak.....this life I led.....but not any more......it shall end.....this sickness shall end.....I am sick of you yelling and what you say.....I am sick of this life and all I have done.....if I could go back I might....I remember walking out the front door and saying 'I love you'.......but that was then and this is now.....I have lived it long and good......but I am sick of it......staying awake and wondering 'what did I do'? ......I AM SICK OF YOU AND THIS LIFE I LED.....
poem by Dallas Stevens
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Charlene-n-Booker 4ever
And the old men, supervising grown grandsons, nephews,
any man a boy given this chance of making
a new sidewalk outside the apartment building where
some of them live, three old men and their wives,
the aging unmarrying children, and the child
who is a cousin, whose mother has sent her here
because she doesn't know what to do with her,
she's out of control, she wants to be a gangsta, and
the old folks talk to her as if she minds them
and already has that respect for their years her mother
finally grew into. The girl who does not look
like them eats and eats and sleeps late, sneaks away
when they are busy, and tonight will write herself
all over the sidewalk while it is still wet but
the old have gone inside, and the grown gone home,
and her mother who is somewhere overseas thinks of
writing her that long long letter, but decides not to.
poem by Forrest Hamer
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A Life's Story
THE morning broke in a pearly haze,
Then the east grew duskly red:
'Oh, my only day, oh, my day of days,
To-day he will come,' I said.
As the sun climbed up in the clearer sky,
The mists fell down at his feet;
'There is sunshine too in my heart,' said I,
'For to-day is the day we meet;
Perhaps even now he is journeying fast--
Perhaps he is almost here.'
And my heart leaped up at each foot that passed,
With the thought that he might be near.
In my garden the fairest flowers that grew
I plucked for him, sweet, dew-wet,
And held them ready, the whole day through,
To gladden him when we met.
The sun shone warm on the longing earth,
That thrilled to his fervent kiss;
But what to me was the sun's smile worth,
When I longed for that smile of his?
The hours in their flight seemed strangely slow
For the sake of the hour to be;
'Go swiftly now--and more slowly go
When he shall be here with me.'
But the level light of late afternoon
Fell cold on me, still alone;
My flowers were dying, gathered too soon,
And my whole day's work undone.
With empty heart and unsatisfied
I turned from the red sunset:
'Short time for his coming is left,' I cried,
'It shall not be evening yet.'
But the sky grows pale, and a weak wind wakes,
And long flights of birds go home,
And slowly and surely the day's spell breaks,
And I know that he will not come.
Perhaps he has never turned my way,
Nor known how my heart would wait;
Perhaps he has sought me the whole long day,
And has failed at my very gate;
Perhaps all these hours of increasing pain
Have been only a dream of a day,
And after the night I shall wake again,
And 'To-day he comes,' I shall say.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Can't Cry Anymore
1000 years could come and go but we would never change
It doesn't matter how we try our hearts remain the same
You see how quickly distance grows close your eyes and it appears
And we've pretended long enough no more time no more tears
I just can't cry I can't cry anymore
While you throw our lives away
I just can't cry I can't cry anymore
While you throw our lives away Throw them away
Something happened long ago and we grew apart
We turned our heads the other way and so we turned our hearts
But girl I'm not blaming you and I'm not blaming me
It's just the way the story goes We grew up but separately
I just can't cry I can't cry anymore
While you throw our lives away
I just can't cry I can't cry anymore
While you throw our lives away Throw them away
song performed by by Kansas
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Ofttimes enwrapt in reverie
I have a distant memory
but I cannot be sure it’s true
Of my mother who I barely knew.
She died so very long ago.
There is so much I do not know
I only know what I’ve been told
and that recedes as I grow old.
Although I try I can’t recall
her face: bring it to mind at all.
I feel I should be able to
but there is nothing I can do.
Sometimes I wake to find I’ve wept.
But I can do nothing but accept.
That time’s erased the memory
of the face I long to see.
Some faded photographs remain
which I look at, try to regain.
The memories I have repressed
It may be that it’s for best.
I was so young when mother died.
My wants and needs were satisfied.
By father and the family
and I grew up quite happily.
Would mother have been proud of me?
I she’d lived long enough to see.
The man her little boy grew into.
My mother who I barely knew.
Then I remember guiltily
my mother lost much more than me.
The grandchildren she’d never know
the chance to see her children grow.
But I still pursue selfishly
that one elusive memory.
That’s buried somewhere deep inside
A need that can’t be satisfied.
Perhaps because I’m growing old
and only have what I was told
to remember mother by.
I know I’ll fail but I still try.
24/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Cindy
I pick you up with flowers
When you get off from work
Its like you dont even care
Its like Im some kind of jerk
I take you out on a date
And then you wont even kiss me
Boy when I aint around
Ill bet you dont even miss me
I dont know why
I love you like I do
I try and try
You treat me like a fool
It makes me want to cry
It makes me feel so blue
But I just do, baby, I just do
I call you up
Just to pass the time
Soon as you hear my voice
You disconnect the line
And when I call you back
Your mother says you aint home
Cindy I know thats you on the other end of this phone
Oh in this world
There aint another like you
My little candy girl
So hard-hearted and cruel
I think thats what
Keeps me coming back
Im a fool for you cindy and I like it like that
I came to get you last night
Cindy, at quarter to six
Your daddy came to the door
He said cindy got sick
She got sent home from work
With a note from the nurse
And my very presencewould make your condition worse
But it aint your health
cause well you sure look fine
Little girl its something else
Thats on my mind
Well you can give it to me
cause if its good enough for you
Its good enough for me
I dont know why
I love you like I do
You make me cry
And feel like such a fool
I guess I like it
When you hurt me this way
You dish it out and I just put it away
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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~~I Hate You~
I hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.
I hate you when you don’t love me
I hate you when you don’t come home
I hate you when you hate me
I hate you when i see you kissing a girl
I’ve always hated you
You’ve broke my heart into little pieces
My life gets worse when I stay
My life gets worse when I drink
My life gets worse when you yell At Me
You’ve always think I was a piece of trash
I hate I hate you I hate you I hate I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hated you So Much!
Look up to your heart. you’ve always hurt me in public
I hated you when you drink
I hate you when I see you around with that Women of yours
It just makes me want to cry.
In the night I cry out loud for MY family, The Ones You’ve Cared And Loved So Much
Always making other decisions
Telling lies to Your family.
But Some Day You’ll Find Away To Get You And The Family Together.
poem by Sonya Wesley
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Struck
Where is your inspiration,
you lost it oh so long ago
so much for innovation,
I saw this coming long before
You had no motivation,
your hopes are high but Trapped below,
This constant competition,
we've won but your still keeping score
But I grew up, wishing on a star
You think, I won't ever get too far
So high on dedication,
it feels so good to get away
From all this repetition,
this angry town, this battleground
So now we'll break tradition
we'll leave you swimming in our wake
Without your inspiration,
you won't survive
you'll surely drown
But I grew up, wishing on a star
You think, I won't ever get too far (2x)
Where is your inspiration,
you lost it oh so long ago
song performed by by Yellowcard
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Struck
Where is your inspiration,
you lost it oh so long ago
so much for innovation,
I saw this coming long before
You had no motivation,
your hopes are high but Trapped below,
This constant competition,
we've won but your still keeping score
But I grew up, wishing on a star
You think, I won't ever get too far
So high on dedication,
it feels so good to get away
From all this repetition,
this angry town, this battleground
So now we'll break tradition
we'll leave you swimming in our wake
Without your inspiration,
you won't survive
you'll surely drown
But I grew up, wishing on a star
You think, I won't ever get too far (2x)
Where is your inspiration,
you lost it oh so long ago
song performed by by Yellowcard
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Hate Is...
Hate is a feeling that boils with rage.
Hate is a feeling you lose with age.
Hate is a feeling that eats inside.
Hate is a feeling we all should hide.
Hate is the feeling we dont understand.
Hate is the feeling of losing our stand.
Hate is the feeling of a thing called fear.
Hate is the feeling that hurts in here.
Hate is a feeling that grows some more.
Hate is a feeling, what good is it for?
Hate is a feeling that you have too.
Hate is a feeling I have for you.
This Hate
I hate the word terrorist
I hate how it is used
I hate the war began by it
I hate the hate that ensues
I hate the politicians, who squander human lives
I hate the people
I hate the people who allow
I hate the people who ignore the truth
I hate myself who stands helpless, frustrated, and confused
I hate… hate
I hate the truth of today
I hate the horror of yesterday
I hate that I cannot forget
I hate the media who conform the masses
I hate the fear that leaves a repugnant odor
I hate those that use this fear to kill
All this hate I bear eats at me
This hate eats you
Hate will consume us, until all of humanity is lost
While I spin so does the world
While we die so does the world
While the world is at war
There will be no winner
There will be no victory
There will be no peace
Wake up……
WAKE up…….
WAKE UP………
So we can end this hate
poem by Samson Minder
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12 things I hate about you
I hate the way you speak to me
and the way you act like you don't care
I hate the way you look at me sometimes.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your stupid leather jacket
and the way you think I'm just another girl
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way deepdown, I know you're always right.
I hate it when you lie to me.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when I don't see you
and the fact that i think about you every day
and you don't even know,
I hate it when I dream about you
and I hate when you ignore me.
But mostly I hate the way I dont hate you,
not even nearly
not even a tiny bit
not even at all.
iloveyou♥
poem by Dontwanna Saymyname
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Alone In December
you always amaze me
but thats the past
i kept silent and it rained for days
my insides were drenched
but i guess thats the part of growing up
i never wanted to learn
and i grew into the man
that you never knew
but i wouldn't be this way
if it wasn't for you
a hundred thank you's
if this is love
fairy tails never came true
judies are black in full bloom
and i died in the womb
take it back, all thats gone
it's all still there like you left it
december stayed the same
nothing ever changed but you
every dream covered in dents
love can't fly tonight
couples will rest, i'll be sleepless
so cry yourself to sleep
this is about broken hearts
this is about me
bending again for nothing
i'd run to you but pain awaits
i'm coming home
but i'll be late
no deeper than imagination can be
sight with nothing to see
whats faith if i can't believe
it's everything
a cure, but i make it a disease
god take me because i hate me
song performed by by Underoath
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This Picture
I hold an image of the ashtray girl
As the cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world
That put my friendship to the test
And late at night
Whilst on all fours
She used to watch me kiss the floor
Whats wrong with this picture?
Whats wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl
Forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world
Watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores
To broken centre floor
We know we miss her
We miss her picture
Sometimes its faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes its faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Farewell the ashtray girl
Angelic fruitcake
Beware this troubled world
Control your intake
Goodbye to open sores
Goodbye and furthermore
We know we miss her
We miss her picture
Sometimes its faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes its faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Hang on
Though we try
Its gone
Hang on
Though we try
Its gone
Sometimes its faded
Disintegrated
For fear of growing old
Sometimes its faded
Assassinated
For fear of growing old
Cant stop growing old...
song performed by by Placebo
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