When She Dies
with all that she did
denying to her children what they ought to deserve
she will not get the funeral she asks
no one weeps
but for civil society's norms
for a while she will wear the black veil
he will wear black sunglasses
and then he will be back to drinking at night
she will we wailing in the desert
the moon shall hide behind the dark clouds on a cold evening.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When She Dies (edited)
with all that she did
denying to her children what they ought to deserve
she will not get the funeral she asks
no one weeps
but for civil society's norms
for a while she will wear the black veil
he will wear black sunglasses
and then he will be back to drinking at night
she will be wailing in the desert
the moon shall hide behind the dark clouds on a cold evening.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In Paying Homage To The Loss
i pay homage to a loss
what i give is mourning
i wear black
it is a dark night that i wear
no sooner that i realize
tonight
i become the moon
i shine
i go with the immensity of my light
covering the trees
and the plains
this homage will not last
it is just a respect
for a loss
no loss stays in my house longer
it dislikes my candid disposition
for i tell it myself
i, too welcome gain in my dwelling
success that comes visiting
assuring me
that i, too, deserve one.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What is Black?
What is Black?
Black is the night,
Closing in around you
Also the shadow
That’s everywhere you go
Black is a colour
Worn at a funeral
Black is the death raven
Telling you where to go
Eating away at your heart is a demon
Fighting it a deadly foe
In the war of
Light against dark
Dark will prevail
When the moon rises
Light will prevail
When the moon falls
poem by Taylor MacDonald
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Long Black Veil
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
Someone was killed beneath the townhall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me
The judge said son, what is your aliby?
If you were somewhere else, then you wont have to die.
I said not a word, though it meant my life,
For Id been in the arms of my best friends wife.
Oh, she walks these hills in a long black veil.
She visits my grave when the night winds wail.
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.
Oh, now the scaffold is high, eternity is near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
And sometimes at night when the cold winds blow
In a long black veil she cries over my bones.
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.
Oh, she walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.
Nobody knows. nobody knows, but me.
Nobody knows but me.
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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black RESPECT
Black shoes,
black suits,
black sandals
black you,
black specs,
black life,
black faces,
black casket dropped deep the dark grave,
Red ribbons,
red lights,
red flowers,
red wine.
Hearse sirens
wailing women,
Black speeches,
Blackened praises, all in all they call it the last respect
poem by Joub kahuria
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Black Jeans
Going somewhere special
Or just living an ordinary day,
Makes all the difference
Of what I wear along the way -
A wedding, or a funeral
It's all a serious scene,
No room for blue
Just got to wear my best black jeans -
Out on the farm
Or driving my old truck,
I'm sportin' my faded Wranglers
Or even bibs, like good ol' Huck -
But, when comes time
For show and shine,
I go deep in the closet
My pressed black pants to find -
They're the ones
That look best,
With my buckaroo boots
And Western vest -
Blue may be fine
For the daily, routine grind, but
Jeans of black are where it's at,
Whenever I'm headed out
Topped with my best, clean cowboy hat!
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Eletric Funeral
Reflex in the sky warn you youre gonna die
Storm coming, youd better hide from the atomic tide
Flashes in the sky turns houses into sties
Turns people into clay, radiation minds decay
Robot minds of robot slaves lead them to atomic rage
Plastic flowers, melting sun, fading moon falls upon
Dying world of radiation, victims of mad frustration
Burning globe of oxyn fire, like electric funeral pyre
Buildings crashing down to a cracking ground
Rivers turn to wood, ice melting to flood
Earth lies in death bed, clouds cry water dead
Tearing life away, heres the burning pay
Electric funeral
Electric funeral
Electric funeral
Electric funeral
And so in the sky shines the electric eye
Supernatural king takes earth under his wing
Heavens golden chorus sings, hells angels flap their wings
Evil souls fall to hell, ever trapped in burning cells!
Fairies wear boots (black sabbath)
Goin home, late last night
Suddenly I got a fright
Yeah I looked throught the window and surprised what I saw
Fairy boots were dancin with a dwarf, all right now!
Fairies wear boots and you gotta believe me
Yeah I saw it, I saw it, I tell you no lies
Yeah fairies wear boots and you gotta believe me
I saw it, I saw it with my own two eyes, well all right now!
So I went to the doctor, see what he could give me
He said son, son, youve gone too far.
cause smokin and trippin is all that you do.
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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You Wear It So Well
All of those things
Yeah, that you got to give
Yeah, you wear it so well
Hey, you wear it so well
All of those stories
Honey, that i know you could tell
Yeah, you wear it so well
And your face hides it so we can't tell
That you knew we would wear it so well
You wear it so well
Yeah darling, you wear it so well
(you wear it so well)
Yeah baby, you wear it so well
(you wear it so well)
Yeah now baby, you wear it so well
(you wear it so well)
Hey now darling now, yeah, you wear it so well
(you wear it so well)
All of those things
That make poets sing
You wear it so well
Yeah, you hide it so well
And all of those pain
That you used to tell
You hide it so well
Can't tell from your face that you knew it so well
Hey, now that you have such a story to tell
Yeah, you got style and grace and you wear it so well
You wear it so well
And you got, you got such a story to tell
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you wear it so well
Grace and style equals you so well
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you wear it so well, well, yeah, so well
Yeah, you wear it, wear it, wear it now, wear it now, baby
Yeah, now you wear it so well
And you got such a story to tell
(ooohhh, ooohhh, ooohhh)
(ooohhh, you wear it so well)
(you wear it so well)
(you wear it so well)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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He Wore Dark Sun glasses
The sun it was not shining and dark gray were the skies
Yet he wore dark sun glasses for to conceal his eyes
From the gaze of other people what was he trying to hide
Since to the mirror of his soul daylight he had denied.
Or maybe his eyes are sensitive to light so dark glasses at all times he must wear
Since seeing one wearing dark glasses on a cloudy morning is quite rare
In sunny weather many wear dark glasses to save their eyes from the sun's glare
On bright and warm Summer days of the sun one must beware.
This morning in the wind and rain it did seem strange to me
A young man wearing dark sun glasses out walking I did see
On such an overcast day sunglasses did seem out of place
If you cannot see a person's eyes you cannot memorize their face.
He may have eyes sensitive to light and have to wear dark glasses every day
But when I said hello to him he had nothing to say
If you cannot see a person's eyes to you that person a stranger remain
And I would not recognize his face were I to see him again.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Black Black Butterfly
Black Black butterfly flitting so
Freely through the warm sky
How you are so misunderstood
And under appreciated
Sometimes the perfect picture
Society tries to paint over
Life is so over rated!
Misconception and lack of
Understanding follows you
Every wear you glide
And weighs down your
Glorious wings leaving you
Nowhere to hide.
Your beauty is never
Acknowledged,
And your darkness if forbidden
In this time…so when you fly
It is always solo and not even the wind
Is kind.
Still you fly and soar,
High above the unstableness,
High above the loneliness,
But not high enough to escape
The feeling of being undesired
Fly..fly…black butterfly
Until the arrival of the midnight
Sky; the only place that brings
You joy so much.
Is that because you blend in with
The dark purplish heavens
Feeling comfort being unseen
And untouched?
Hurt no more black butterfly
Because I love you unconditionally
Cry no more black butterfly
And spread those beautiful wings and I
Shall soar with you…for I am with you
and you are in me.
poem by Danielle Beechum
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Dark Little Goth Girl
Dark Little Goth Girl
What have you become?
You used to be so strong
But now you get pushed around
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why do you cry so much when you're alone?
You used to like the darkness so much when you were at home
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why did you fall in love?
You used to be so beautiful with your hair black as night
But now look at it- brown in the shadows and red in the daylight
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why don't you wear black anymore?
You used to look so marble with your skin so pale
I can't look at what you call color now
Dark Little Goth Girl
Where did you go?
Now i can't stand this girl who's going to all your shows
Dark Little Goth Girl
Please come back
I don't like this girl with glitter on her bag
Dark Little Goth Girl
poem by Shaughnessy Turner
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The children in black
The children in black
Where did their childhoods go
Trailing water behind
How did they become this cynical
They write words of hate
Tears of joy is no longer a term for them
How can they be so small
But hate so much
The children in black
The children in black
What happened to happiness
Are they that controlled
That everything can effect them
Don't they have the right to laugh
Why are their eyes this guarded
Does everything have to be that formal
What happened to innocence
Did it go away with the faith
The children in black
The children in black
I can see the bitterness
Can't you see the ugly truth
Bitter minds already got their minds trained
So why are children so dark
Is there that much pain
The children in black
The children in black
What happened to be open minded
Did it close like a door
Only opening for a few
Is this society that negative
That they can't see the light
What happened to love
Loving parents and friends
It must have went away
The children in black
The children in black
Their hate scares me
Their eyes make me grimace
With thier hate they can stop the world
But how is that possible when they are so young
Are their minds that easy to twist
The children in black
The children in black
I hope they will soon see the light
I don't know if it's normal to be afraid
But that's what I feel
Why do most people find it easier to be sad
Do they realize it's not
The children aren't children anymore
They're miny adults trying to impress
Why don't people realize this
Are they that oblivious
Maybe if people opened their eyes we could do something
But until then...
The children in black
poem by Lillie Ellis
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The other me....
Black angel, dark face
Alive in time and space,
Black angel darkest day
Shall always find the way.
There is this other me
Who lies inside and hide
Comes forth with any fight
And always in the dark of night.
Black angel
Strong and wild,
Black angel
Never mild.
Sleeping in the day
When the sky is blue,
Then shows a dark face
When darkness comes through.
Black angel
Falling sin,
Black angel
All within.
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Don't Dread That Casket Bed
When i am dead,
I don't want to dread,
Seeing people cry for me
That is never ever going to be,
Dont wear black,
Cuz it'll lack,
The personality that i had,
that would be bad,
Don't wear white,
With a alot of might
because it looks like a wedding,
Not me laying in my forever bedding,
Wear brightest colors,
And be my Like my mother and brother,
Wear blue purple and green,
So bright they can be seen,
Talk about my life story,
Were i once had a life with no worries,
talk about my smile,
that shined for a mile,
So don't make me dread,
That cold casket bed.
poem by Becki Balding
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(Waiting For) The Ghost Train
A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man,
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across the sandy floor,
That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
But don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And I hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk,
A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk,
Keep the hungry children from the skeletons in the back,
Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And I hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white (don't try),
It's black and white (don't try),
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
And I hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide
song performed by by Madness
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The Ghost Train
A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man,
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across the sandy floor,
That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
But don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And i hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk,
A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk,
Keep the hungry children from the skeletons in the back,
Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And i hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white (don't try),
It's black and white (don't try),
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
And i hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide...
song performed by by Madness
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Mayberry
Sometimes it feels like this world is spinning faster
Than it did in the old days
So naturally we have more natural disasters
From the strain of a fast pace
Sunday was the day of rest
Now its one more day for progress
But we can't slow down
Cause more is best
All in the process
But I miss Mayberry
Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry --- Coke
Where everything was black and white
Pickin on a Six String
People pass by and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by
bye bye
Sometimes I can hear this whole world stopping
Through the trees as the wind blows
Thats when I climb up here on this mountain
And look through God's window
No I can't fly
I've got to be
To get me high up here
Far from the noise and city streets
My world receives the peace
But I miss Mayberry
Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry --- Coke
Where everything was black and white
Pickin on a Six String
People pass by and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by
bye bye
Sometimes I dream I'm driving down an old dark road
Not even listed on the map
I pass a dad and his son carrying a fishing poll
But I always wake up everytime I try to turn back
But I miss Mayberry
Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry --- Coke
Where everything was black and white
Pickin on a Six String
People pass by and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by
bye bye
song performed by by Rascal Flatts from Melt
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Occupation
Leaving the stains behind
I am moving to a new home
O mother
to wear the sun.
The black moon
had been stalking me for years
O mother
for a pink romance lifting the clouds.
Though, I will not come back
ever, in the valley of skins
O mother
yet I will remember your beloved night.
Nebulous was the transit
to sleep without beds.
O mother
How long these protests will continue?
poem by Satish Verma
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I too, have got shoes
Have you seen shoes on children here
No shoes for other children
No shoes for your children
My uncle said to my dad
I lost my shoes—small shoes
from then on
My feet crushed the thorns
from then on
The city was taken from me
But not me from the city
from then on
Many years later my shoe remover died
And I got back my shoes
Bigger shoes—for crushing thorns
from then on
I cat walked in them
And went to bed in them
from then on
I got the city back
Even when I stayed there
from then on
Believe me I too have got shoes
And I slip my feet in them
But not for sleep anymore
Yes I too have got shoes
Other children wear shoes
My children wear shoes
Wear shoes why not
Why not why not why not why not
Shoes in the cot
Shoes to school
Shoes to the market
Shoes to the office
Why not wear shoes
poem by Moses Kainwo
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Aura
The air was dark
The moon was dark
The night was dark
The cloud was dark
The heat was dark
The stars were black
The birds were black
The eyes were black
The shadows were black
The planes were black
A sound of night
The hearts of night
A chase at night
A fall at night
No help at night
The night is night
Where is my sight
I have no sight
Your light was sight
No light no sight
No one in sight
The dark in sight
Don't call my name
What's my name
They call my name
That's not my name
Who said its my name
I have no name
You took my same
It was our same
She was our same
She's now your same
Its all the same
I'm not the same
Judas and my hand
You took my hand
'I do' my hand
You kissed my hand
You broke my hand
You fell my hand
A tear in sand
A heart in sand
A body in sand
Alone in sand
A dust in sand
At home in sand.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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