The Calling
This is me - always secretly wishing to be free
I feel so trapped in this world
I need to do something life changing and bold
What I need to do, I already know
But when the arrow shoots, left behind is only the bow
Riches and gold is what people seem to chase
But I see only destruction for this human race
The answer - the solution lies in the stars
Always there healing everybody's scars
Shining brightly in the blue morning sky
He's holding the barrier protecting you and I
Like electricity His love through us flow
The arrow now taking with it a true golden bow.
poem by Renee Maritz

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An Arrow
An arrow of laziness spread through the circle;
And carried in the air, like sold material,
And fetched by evil spirits who do not live among us.
I sow the seeds of sky and tundra,
Why do they offer so many advantages to me?
Fear him?
No hunter caused the stars and the planets to move
Without guidance. And my bow and arrows are braver
To the realm of God.
Is the world an ostrich’s egg? Or do you know of a world
So huge that it revolves like an arrow through space.
It is laid by the big bird, it is left alone by the dragons,
And the arrow is dead now.
poem by Naveed Akram

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Shining Star[Makin My Love]
Eddie boy lit like paraffin spending two weeks in a crack house
Burns on his brain like chernobyl
Dean was seen with a two bag purchase
He was lying dead on his mothers bed
Someone to pray for-till I met you
Life is like a broken arrow
Memory a swingin door
I could be your great misfortune
I can make you happy every day of your life
Making my love like a shining star
Takin my love just a touch too far
Tessie turns tricks with a soul like ice cause love left holes
And four swell kids breaking her heart
Ive got windows, Ive seen much vice, Ive touched down with vermin,
Cowardice, lice,
And I say
Nobody cares what you do
Please be yourself to death
I could be your great misfortune
But youll never find a
Bet youll never find a better man.
Making my love like a shining star
Taking my love just a touch too far
Peter met frank formed a dummy run gang
Worked heist or hit for 10 gs flat
Blew heads outta shape for the name of trotsky,
Sinn-fein, hitler cashdown
No hope heroes cover this page with depts in hell
And fingers in blood
Poor little bodies all covered in scabs
Threw it all away
Have a life in the grave
Have a life in the grave
Life is like a broken arrow
Memory a swingin door
I could be your great misfortune
Well I could make you happy every goddamn single day of your life
Making my love like a shining star
Like a shining star
Babe thats what you are
Like a shining star
Making my love like a shining star
Taking my love
Just a touch too far
Making my love like a shining star
Taking my love
Just a touch too far
Making my love like a shining star
Taking my love
Just a touch too far
Making my love like a shining star
Taking my love
song performed by by David Bowie

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Scars
We all have scars.
Some visible and some hidden to the world.
We sometimes try to hide the physically scars because we think it is ugly,
but really having scars is not a bad thing.
It reminds us we can heal and get through the bad times both physically and mentally when we are ripped or torn apart.
So embrace you scars and keep on healing.
For healing and battling is a part of life.
Let people see your scars and how strong you are by healing.
poem by Christina J. Williams

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Arrow For You To Shoot
Shall I give you an arrow to shoot? .
The arrow is ready to shoot forth
Its tip is sharp and shining
And it is sure to pierce through any flesh and bone.
The arrow is made of age old metals hard
Its frame is lean and long
A shaft that knows no bounds...
And it is sure to strike at the object hard.
The arrow is loved by sages and saints
Its value is unquoted in scriptures ever
And it is sure to remain desired by all.
But where is the bow to shoot it from?
You decide... you alone
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair

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Human Beings
Human being beings are strange in being human,
Strange in love and art and vice,
Strange in being nice
Human beings are strangers in the night
Lights shining on a starry night
No sooner blinked out they are gone
A stranger in the human race
Keeping up keeping face,
Moving on
In crowds and queues and buses
Walking alone at ten
Human beings in being human
Make the strangest men
Not easy to be read,
Or clothed or fed
Or put to bed
Each thought entwined
Lives over signed overlapped
Smaller beings kept but not as 'pets'
Sometimes feel 'trapped'
For human beings are best when left at sea
Frantic firey disordered unchained set free
Their limpet souls make rocks their strange security
For love for life for space,
Human beings are strangest in 'The Human Race'
poem by Yvette Smith

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Once Cupid
Love can come from perfect strangers
or from someone we know very well.
It never lets us know until the last moment
where it will be coming from.
When cupid shoots his arrow
in the back or in the front.
You might as well give up
because the outcome is going to be the same.
You will lower your defences
and love will walk all over you.
You don’t stand a chance
once cupid has shot his arrow
and it has hit its mark.
25 November 2008
poem by David Harris

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Study for a Soul
the colors have begun to form
silvergray with cramoisy and gold
into an arrow carved by storm
beyond the fear of new and old
and where the arrow fits the bow
the untroubled darkness of her eyes
watches the red-gold target grow
strong is the sun that purifies
but I have sought in vain to find
the riddle of the bow and archer
there were no shadows left behind
after the heart's departure.
poem by Harry Crosby

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Truth Goodness And Beauty
I've been waiting for the lies to end
Holding for the bad to go
I've been hanging for the ugliness to change
Waiting for a world too true
Holding for a world too good
Hanging for a world too beautiful
Wishing for a girl too true
Hoping for a girl too good
Hungry for a girl too beautiful
'All I say is a lie,' she sighs
Nothing I say is true
'And all I do is bad,' she cries
Nothing I do is good
And yeah all I am is ugly
Nothing I am is beautiful at all
Don't get this world
I don't get this girl
So look, but you won't see it
Listen, and you won't hear it
Reach out, and you won't hold it
You can't know it, but you can free it
You can't name it, but could feel it
I've been waiting for the lies to end
Holding for the bad to go
I've been hanging for the ugliness to change
Waiting for a world too true
Holding for a world too good
Hanging for a world too beautiful
Wishing for a girl...like you
Hoping for a girl...like you
Hungry for a girl...like you
No...not like you...you
song performed by by Cure

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Trapped Again
Here I am baby, right where you found me
Trying to break these chains that surround me
If I look a little different, its because Ive changed
Half-painted pictures are all that remains
I cant let my past mistakes
Let em bring me down
I aint waitin on no angel of mercy
Ive tried my best and I cant help myself
And Im trapped again
And I cant get out without losing you
And Im trapped again
Why cant you feel what Im going through
Im trapped again
I need an answer girl, cant you see
Im trapped again
Come and rescue me
Monday morning came so fast
What a fool to think that dreams would last
Close my eyes and its still so clear
Remember the night girl, the world disappeared
Cant let the hand of fate
Let it drag me down
I cant get no angel of mercy
I cam to stay but I got swept away
And Im trapped again
And I cant get out without losing you
And Im trapped again
Why cant you feel what Im going through
Im trapped again
I need an answer girl, cant you see
Im trapped again
Come and rescue me
Cant let the hand of fate
Let it drag me down
I cant get no angel of mercy
I cam to stay but I got swept away
And Im trapped again
And I cant get out without losing you
And Im trapped again
Why cant you feel what Im going through
Im trapped again
I need an answer girl, cant you see
Im trapped again
Come and rescue me
And Im trapped again
And I cant get out without losing you
And Im trapped again
Why cant you feel what Im going through
Im trapped again
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen

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An Arrow Goes To War
An arrow goes to war
Right to the start of it
Right through the heart of it
“Ow” cries out from a wounded beastly roar
When an arrow goes to war
Good dies out
On a battlefield
Evil considers it chattel killed
Shouts come from the home front too loud to ignore
This is the outcome
Of an arrow gone to war
Weary mothers, fathers, lovers, friends, daughters & sons
Appealing for slaughter to end what has begun
Recognizing the sin but then to win…
…Love is a fight worth fighting for
But how can the broken mend again
When an arrow goes to war?
poem by Tony Haynes

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Stronger Than All
Always standing proud, we know our time has come
Marching off to war, the crusade has just begun
Fighting for the right to live under the sun
We wont stop til they´ve lost and weve won
Come and fly with us, together as one we belong
This magic of metal unites us, its making us strong
Like an arrow we strike c stronger than all
Heavy metal troops on the rise
Like an arrow of might c stronger than all
Well walk through fire, were true to ourselves and our lives
History commits the oath to deal in steel
Warriors of the faith, to no living soul we kneel
Born into the fold, the templars are for real
No one will ever bring us to heel
Come and fly with us, together as one we belong
This magic of metal unites us, its making us strong
Like an arrow we strike - stronger than all
Shooting through the air at full speed
Like an arrow of might - stronger than all
In the name of metal, defending our hopes and beliefs
The past and the present unites in us all,
We stand up for our beliefs
The way of the templars is here once again,
Forever they will be free
Like an arrow we strike - stronger than all
Heavy metal troops on the rise
Like an arrow of might - stronger than all
Well walk through fire, were true to ourselves
Like an arrow we strike - stronger than all
Shooting through the air at full speed
Like an arrow of might - stronger than all
In the name of metal, defending our hopes and beliefs
song performed by by Hammerfall

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Breeze Breeze Breeze
your parents are not your parents
though you come from them
or though not
your parents are not your parents
they are merely the bows and you are
the arrow
mind the direction where the force
of the hand shoots you
mind the wind that gives you the push
mind the arrow
and let us see where fate takes you
why do we have to quarrel about the origin
of children
or the origin of the species?
move forward and find the real purpose
of the stars
you are here. Go there.
Does it really matter where do you come from?
there is more out there. Busy yourself
about the things to come
and give the best that is found inside
the chambers of your heart.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Golden Blue
Moonlight shimmering,
Glass of reflection
Lies reflecting on the pane,
Into our very eyes.
Her blue eyes shining with the pain of one thousand years,
Her golden hair ragged, from years of ware.
Mirrors reflect the image of our world.
Windows see through our blank expressions.
If that Golden Blue can't find you,
Wrench your heart,
The tears of suffering and torture,
The blue eyes of a cracked life,
Of loss, suffering, and depression,
A life that is lost.
If you can blankly stare at the face of death,
And feel no emotion,
If you can watch pain and laugh,
and still, feel no emotion.
You are anything but human. A person.. not worthy of a title.
A world's dying gasp, a human's pulse gone.
Mass murder, Genocide, is there nothing we can't do?
Just to please ourselves, and find love through hate.
Eyes of blue, shimmering with a thousand years of pain,
Golden hair faded from ware,
Star of David, hanging from her sunburned neck,
Dangling there, as a sign of:
Dignity, Bravery, Hope, and Severity.
What sign, is there better, to represent young Golden Blue?
~ Holocaust Remembrance Week~
My Three Wishes
I wish I wish I wish
we wish on our birth day
we wish when we brake the wish bone on thanksgiving day
we wish when we see a shooting star
that's when I feel like I can talk to you
when I'm under a blanket of stars shining so brightly along with the moon
that has your face lightly sketched on the side facing me
it's almost as if your watching over me
I wish I wish I wish
all my wishes would have to do with the need to hear your voice
saying I love you Becky-Becky Ann
and I love you Ethan boy
the need to see your face
smiling sweetly and comforting me to a deeper level
that takes all the stress
and all my worries away and locks them away
for that moment in time they all explode from my body
to feel the last minute hugs and kisses
that I hated all so much when I was little
but strive for today
I miss you so much
I would give anything to see you
for one more day but yet again I wouldn't
because I know I would still be wishing for
yet again for another day
I have so many questions and only you could answer for me
I wish you could come back and answer all of them
and tech ethan all you know
about cars
guns
welding
and anything else
you think he should know
but a wish will only be a wish
until it becomes true
then it's a miracle
but my three wishes
will always just be
three wishes
until I see you
poem by Mrs. Cynosure

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Sex Is Not The Enemy
No evolution
Sometimes it depresses me
The same old same
We keep repeating history
The institution curses curiosity
It's our conviction
Sex is not the enemy
A revolution
Is the solution
A revolution
Is the solution
I won't feel guilty
No matter what they're telling me
I won't feel dirty and buy into their misery
I won't be shamed cause I believe that love is free
It fuels the heart and sex is not the enemy
A revolution
Is the solution
A revolution
Is the solution
True love is like gold
There's not enough to go around
But then there's god and doesn't god love everyone?
Give me a choice
Give me a chance to turn the key and find my voice
Sex is not the enemy
A revolution
Is the solution
A revolution
Is the solution
Sex is not the enemy
A revolution
song performed by by Garbage

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The Old Wishing Well
Oh wishing well, oh wishing
Well
Will you answer me truly
If I dropp a quarter down large
Mouth
Will you answer me truly
Oh wishing well, oh wishing
Well
I want to know if my future
Look grim
Or that of a happy life ending
Will I travel the open seas
To all the exotic islands
Will I travel the world making
My imprint on life
Will I find love in mall
Or maybe my travel afar
Here I go oh wishing well
I'm eager to know my fate
Time for my wish oh wishing
Well
So
I dropped a quarter into the wishing
Well
So excited was I
It began tumble and twirl
I can see my reflection all so well
Down
This black hole that is turning
The wishing well “said to me”
Your life will be long maybe
Prosperous
You're travel the world end to
End..
Will I find my true love that
Wait's?
Well the wishing well tumble for a
Second
'And said to me'
Just dropp me a silver dollar
Than I can tell all that you
Seek..
So I ran into my house and
Went into my big jar and found
Me silver dollar
I ran back to the wishing well and
Drop that silver dollar
That old wishing well just said to me
“Thank you kindly'
But
Next time don’t believe an old
Wishing well like me
For I have grown old and ran out
Of wishes..
And wishes don't always come true..
poem by Carolyn Sears

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Brittle Bones
Though I am an old man
With my bones very brittle,
Though I am a poor old man
Worth very little,
Yet I suck at my long pipe
At peace in the sun,
I do not fret nor much regret
That my work is done.
If I were a young man
With my bones full of marrow,
Oh, if I were a bold young man
Straight as an arrow,
And if I had the same years
To live once again,
I would not change their simple range
Of laughter and pain.
If I were a young man
And young was my Lily,
A smart girl, a bold young man,
Both of us silly.
And though from time before I knew
She'd stab me with pain,
Though well I knew she'd not be true,
I'd love her again.
If I were a young man
With a brisk, healthy body,
Oh, if I were a bold young man
With love of rum toddy,
Though I knew that I was spiting
My old age with pain,
My happy lip would touch and sip
Again and again.
If I were a young man
With my bones full of marrow,
Oh, if I were a bold young man
Straight as an arrow,
I'd store up no virtue
For Heaven's distant plain,
I'd live at ease as I did please
And sin once again.
poem by Robert Graves

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Blue
Im blue blue like a monday morning
Raised up in a way that I can value
All the material things that I could ever really need dont matter
So many ways that I can thank you
But you know that I am here and no one else in this world will matter
Im blue blue like a monday morning
Its true its you thats got me yearning
For a love that will last forever
Wishing that somebody somewhere
Would break through these wrought iron doors and just smile
Because Im blue
I cant get emote to try and tell you
All the love that I have
Am I ever gonna make it happen
So many ways that I can thank you
But you know that Im here and no one else in this
World will matter
Im blue blue like monday morning
Its true its you thats got me yearning
Because Im blue nobody knows that Im blue
song performed by by Simply Red

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Blue, Brown and Gold
Blue, brown and gold, bold, I'll unfold
a portrait drawn upon a train
one summer morn which shall remain
for heart to hold if truth be told.
Brown, gold and blue she sat, smiled too,
to me it seemed true beauty gleamed, -
my spirit teemed with hopes that, teamed,
we'd share love through fair seasons new.
Blue, gold and brown without a frown
she journeyed on, too soon was gone, -
yet still upon my soul she shone.
Brown bag, blue gown, - Life's golden crown!
Blue, brown and gold, cannot grow [c]old
Year in year out their tale is told...
poem by Jonathan Robin

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Anymore
How could a love this true
End up all dressed in blue?
So close we share it all
But I can't feel the fall
Anymore…anymore
I just can't get away
Cause everywhere I go
My head is yesterday
Where thoughts of you flow
Taking me back in time
When my life was sublime
Then we drifted apart
Was it right from the start?
Can't find that place or time
I just know it doesn't rhyme
Anymore…anymore
I just can't get away
Cause everywhere I go
My head is yesterday
Where thoughts of you flow
Taking me back in time
When my life was sublime
Now I'm left feeling numb
How could I be so dumb?
I lost my one true love
A hand without a glove
I just can't get away
Cause everywhere I go
My head is yesterday
Where thoughts of you flow
Taking me back in time
When my life was sublime
poem by Paul H Nelson

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