Poem Entrusted To Be By Lina S. R.
Neither door nor gray day-
light nor your daughter singing with you the family anthem -
Nothing at all, nothing could have warded off the resolute assassin.
The faithful wore danger on their faces
at your funeral. On their tongues, gratitude was sour candy
for their son who exposed what's opalescent
in the daily dung-heap of the news.
Almost everything, almost altered to keep me living the lie:
the wife daring me to refuse the last
look on the corpse, and myself
braving not even a singular stolen
glance at the wounds on the broken cask of a
face, and I, washing and combing my hair daily,
daily during your long wake.
One and a dozen shrieking years across and over
the glistening offal of this ferocious island, and I,
I haven't begun grieving yet.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How will I daily look upon God's face,
while I do sin
and still daily continually do fall?
When I begin
each day with a prayer, inside my heart
His love is in,
while He daily makes my life again new,
much more pure than all of the morning dew
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Penciled Faces
She sat at her window everyday
and watched the world go by.
She was engrossed in seeing so many faces
and she often wondered why?
What was it about their differences
that captivated her so?
It must have been the expressions they wore.
Little did any of them know
that without this daily procession of faces
she would simply be lost.
She sat with pencil and paper
and sketched the faces that crossed.
And they became for her a family
for she was quite alone.
She'd set them up on the walls around her,
the names of them unknown.
So she gave them names for she loved them
and so her family grew.
Pretty soon her walls were filled
with people that she knew.
Years went by. She died in her chair
where she watched the world go by.
And all of her family of faces
were there to watch her die.
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Because we have so much eye candy and mind candy, spending so much time trying to pay the rent, all of this conspires to keep us from thinking too hard or taking action from that. Our time is stolen. So much of our daily life is stolen.
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Up Above The Daily Hum
Wondering at the scope of my experience
Cautious so not to be cold
Caught up in the comfort of what I once was
Lost in all the brand new possibility
Oh to be
In the middle
Happy on the pull of the past
Just before the future comes
Hoping for the rush of some experience
That could elevate me
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
When is this all over
When does the next one begin
Happy on the pull of the past
Just before the future comes
Hoping for the rush of some experience
That could elevate me
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
Up above the daily hum
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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I'm As Young As I Was
I stand
In front of the mirror daily
I ask myself
What has changed in me?
Between yesterday and today
I do not get an answer
I feel I am as young as I was
This goes on for years
I see white hairs
Wrinkles on the face
One day
Have I become old?
I ask myself
I do not get an answer
I feel I am as young as I was
Life goes on and on
One day
I find it difficult to stand
My image in the mirror
Looks blurred
Hands tremble
When combing the hair
Have I become old?
I ask myself
I do not get an answer
I feel I am as young as I was
One day I am in bed
I am told,
I am sick and old
No, I say
I may be old in age
But not at heart
In the mind
I am as young as I was
I got well
I still stand
In front of the mirror daily
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It's so hard to bear with the pain Original by Rabindranath Tagore
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
My days pass by and night's pass by
Thus everything passes by
But you haven't come yet, my friend
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
Now my body is weak
All my tears have dried out
And my eyes have lost sleep
One by one all my cherished hopes
Fall like the winter's withered leaves
But you haven't come yet, my friend
It's so hard to bear with the pain
Of waiting for a long long time
I keep waiting for you baby
All day and all night long daily
But you haven't come yet, my friend
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My Daily Ritual
On waking and rising
First foot to touch the floor
Thank you thank you thank you
Second foot to touch the floor
Thank you thank you thank you
Such is my daily ritual
in respect, adoration and honor
of my creator
Without daily thanks
we cannot move forward
we will remain as we are
Without daily thanks
we cannot appreciate
what we are or who we can become
Without understanding this fact
we remain trapped in our own
limiting abilities
Gratitude can set us free
poem by Janice M Pickett
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A Promise To Insanity
daily shall this man
ask for food
and daily shall this house
open its door
to cater to its
precious
insanity
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Daily I Crucify Him
Daily I crucify Him while I dwell in sin,
while I stumble forth in life;
daily a new life for me He does begin
even when I fall down in strive
and from every sin, every iniquity
daily He sets me free.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Our Daily Bread
"Give me my daily bread.
It seems so odd,
When all is done and said,
This plea to God.
To pray for cake might be
The thing to do;
But bread, it seems to me,
Is just our due.
"Give me my daily toil,"
I ought to say -
(If from life's cursed coil
I'd time to pray.)
Give me my daily sweat,
My body sore,
So that bread I may get
To toil for more.
"Give me my daily breath,"
Through half a sob,
Until untimely death
Shall end my job.
A crust for my award,
I cry in dread:
"Grant unto me. Oh Lord,
My daily bread!"
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Your Wonderful Parade
Your wonderful parade
Moving thru the towns that rise and then they fade
Over streets that pass the houses where you've stayed
Your wonderful parade
Your daily masquerade
Paper masks behind this face that you have made
Crumble down upon foundation that you've laid
Your daily masquerade
(*) stand in line try to climb
Meet your wife at cocktail time
Surely you should try and choose a better way to fall
Your marvelous charade
Never could be worth the prices that you've paid
Blindness is a part of every game you've played
Your marvelous charade
Repeat (*)
Your daily masquerade
Your wonderful parade
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Shudder/king Of Snake
Kkking of snake
King of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Kkking of snake
Snake
Snake
Snake
Snake
24 hours with the king of snake
Kkking of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
Im on a boast and the king of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
King of snake race
Im on a boast and the king of snake
Dogman and the king of snake
Im on a boast and the king of snake
24 hours with the king of snake
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink drink
And you go ping
Heat that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Snake
Drink that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enougha
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Right
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Daily daily daily daily to dream like
Tom and jerry thing
And drink drink drink
And you go ping
Heat that stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
Snake
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right
That stuff enough
Right [x4]
That stuff enough
Snake
Up on the mountain
Midnight faces
Everybody got some
Big emotion
Up on the mountain
Big emotion
Same ambition
Kkking of snake snake
Kkking
Snake [x4]
24 hours with the king of snake
King of snake king of snake
24 hours with the king of snake
( snake )
( snake )
( snake )
( snake fighting its very scary )
( fighting snake )
( really dangerous )
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( everyone with same identity )
( down their saki )
( sakis really strong )
( like vodka )
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( everyone get a roll up of new newspaper )
( set it on fire )
( and put it in between )
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( strong food and strong drink at midnight )
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When I Say I Love You
I love you
I say it daily
You smile gently
Kiss me
And reply
I love you too
A morning light
Breaks through
We awaken together
My eyes open
You are beautiful
You move closer
I hold you
We are lovers
We are friends
We talk often
Or lay in silence
Always comfortable
I love you
Its become apparent
My catchphrase
And ours is a love
Growing daily
You love me too
Your words
Your promises
And your kiss
Tell me so much
They give me reason
To say what I say
I love you
Daily
poem by Matthew Holloway
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A Sad Return
There are many sad tales
of trains taking people away,
either to fight a war
or just to runaway.
As the train pulled into the station yesterday
there disembarked a passenger
who had been for a long time
on far distant shores.
Coming home to see his family
after years of being away.
He ran along to his door,
tried to inser his key into the lock,
but the key no longer fit.
He knocked on the door.
Strange faces answered it
of people he did not know.
He asked about his wife and son
who used to live there
not all that long ago.
The couple looked at each other
and offered him in for a cup of tea.
When he was comfortable,
they broke the sad news to him.
His wife and son were no longer living
because she could not live without him
she took her own life and their son as well.
He would find their graves
in the cemetery at the bottom of the hill.
As he places some flowers on their graves,
he said a little prayer
for God to look after them
until he too would meet them
at heaven’s door.
poem by David Harris
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Not too long ago (English sonnet)
Not too long ago we both knew a time of woe
but then into my life you came
and your smile on your face did glow
and never was a single day since then the same.
It feels that since ancient times
we have known each other from somewhere before
and these feelings are sublime
while daily we do love and adore each other even more.
There is something know and perfect to your face
something familiar, well loved in your speech
and I know how our feelings do daily linger as we embrace
as if forever we have know each to each
as if our feelings as a principle can never wear down
and I am glad, proud and honoured to call you my own.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Just Another Of The Broken With No Soul
Another conversation with woman behind the camera
Shatter the glass
Run for its a hail marry pass
Again I want to save you, as if your actually in danger
You give a daily night show
But I will just not go
You offer it for free as if that even matters
You tell me about a threesome as if it that just for starters
You sick pleasure is a disease
Just stop trying to victimize me
The heart felt scorn held inside comes to the rise
For I have had a friend who had to trade her body for a place to stay
On a constantly daily basis
Finally I gave her a home at no cost of her own
I wanted nothing from her
This was the weirdest circumstance I have ever been
I could have had her any way I wanted
But that's just wrong
She was my little sister in heart and mind
So I tell you women
Your sickness is on the inside
There is just something not right about you
You spiffed up your words so brilliant
Only to defile yourself with what your trying sell
These wounds won't heal
Prostitution through a screen with a voice and a name
Just another of the broken with no soul
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Lord let it be so inspired by the Holy Bible
Lord let it be so
O' Lord give us our daily bread
And let it be so
if Despair be our Our daily bread
No Lord let not be so
Examine me my Lord
And know my mind
Keep me on good ways to go
And Lord let it be so
Set me free from distress
Make me good and strong
For sinful gains i must long
No Lord let not be so
Lord listen to my call of help
And be always at my side
Be with me when i need you
And Lord let it be so
O'Lord give us our daily bread
And let it be so
If despair be our daily bread
Lord let not be so
O' Lord give us our daily bread
And let it be so
If despair be our daily
Lord let not be so
And let it be so
Set me free from distress
Make me good and strong
For sinful gains i must long
No Lord let not be so
Lord listen to my call of help
And be always at my side
Be with me when i need you
And let it be so
O' Lord give us our daily bread
And let it be so
If despair be our daily bread
Let not be so
poem by Rehanayakoob Yakoob
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When we were primary school children
When we were primary school children
my mother read treasure island to us
and I could see long John Silver,
walking nearer without a leg
and the tumultuous sea
and pirates
and their treasure
stayed long with me.
At school we daily played with marbles
and performed tricks with yo-yos
and bragged about our pigeons
and between rugby and cricket
and friends and the girls
life performed daily miracles.
Today that world
is long gone
and if children steal fruit
or play rough
like children do,
the police are called in
to investigate something
immaterially small
poem by Gert Strydom
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The time when suddenly spring does unfold (English sonnet)
The time when suddenly spring does unfold
when skies are crystal clear, sunny and blue
in blossoming trees and flowers I do behold
and still my deep feelings for you are true
when all of nature is gay, full of life,
when the season is more hot than temperate
and it's a great blessing that you are my wife
that together daily we do face fate
and although at times you bring me pain
there is loveliness that on your face I see
and our feelings of affection and love does remain
as if by God's own hand they are set to be
as if from the creation together we do belong,
still my love for you daily grows more strong.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Five Years of Love
Five years ago life changed.
My world was rearranged.
You and I became one
And since, each day is fun.
Your glance is inviting;
Your touch so exciting.
It's still hard to believe
What I daily receive.
You make life worth living
With your love and your giving.
I've learned from your ways
How to brighten the days.
Five years is a minute
But as long as you're in it,
Each moment will be
Worth an eternity.
Five years of love
Came from heaven above.
And I thank God anew
For the chance to love you.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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