Today
Knowing too much
was painful.
Shedding the fear, we were
disappearing in each other.
The rioting has spread
between deathless principles.
Unborn was
the sadistic attack-
sleeping on roses. There
was hidden sex in the pricks.
I made love with
the bones-
unthreading.
I will not borrow
the colors of moon
now.
poem by Satish Verma
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Winds
The death of a pen
And loss of study to an unborn line
Death parishes, in just a word
Calling it the 'Grave'
The next light is dawning
A story looks inside a mans soul.
None is more painful than being alone.
The dye colors morning dawn
And spread into grain of sand
Winds rush to throw
In random places
Live and breathes
Life restored words
Death dies
And shuts the graves
poem by Howard Johnson
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What is fear?
Fear is stormy weather
Fear is light as a feather
Fear is rain
Fear is pain
Fear is hiding in the dark
Fear is lingering at the park
Fear is not your friend
Fear is hard to comprehend
Fear is not knowing what to do
Fear is what ever he wants to
Fear is turning out the lights
Fear is having no sight
Fear is going to give you a thrill
Fear is also going to make you kill
Fear is never fun
Fear is going to make you run
Fear is that scary little voice
Fear is going to give you no other choice
Fear is losing someone
Fear is like a loaded gun
Fear is something you can't control
Fear is something you can't unfold
Fear is the opposite of love
Fear is what we're made of
Fear is not going to please
Fear is always me...
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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Fear is...
Fear is stormy weather
Fear is light as a feather
Fear is rain
Fear is pain
Fear is hiding in the dark
Fear is lingering at the park
Fear is not your friend
Fear is hard to comprehend
Fear is not knowing what to do
Fear is what ever he wants to
Fear is turning out the lights
Fear is having no sight
Fear is going to give you a thrill
Fear is also going to make you kill
Fear is never fun
Fear is going to make you run
Fear is that scary little voice
Fear is going to give you no other choice
Fear is losing someone
Fear is like a loaded gun
Fear is something you can't control
Fear is something you can't unfold
Fear is the opposite of love
Fear is what we're made of
Fear is not going to plea
Fear is always me...
poem by Nolan Holland
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Dog Fighting
Dog fighting
Just a sadistic contest
Two dogs put in a pit
Tearing each other to bits
Til one will not or cannot continue
Dog fighting
Injuries, severe or even fatal
With the powerful jaws of a pit bull
They inflict
Painful bruises
Deep wounds
And even broken bones
And you thought it hurt when
You sprained your ankle
Dog fighting
Those poor animals
How would you like it if
Animals made US
Attack other humans?
Dieing of blood loss
Shock
Dehydration
Exhaustion
Or infection
Hours or days after the fight
Dog fighting
To train these beasts
We use smaller attack animals
Like Fluffy, your cat
Or Bun Buns, your bunny
Or maybe even Chocolate, your small dog
Possibly even the cute kittens
From the 'FOR A GOOD HOME' box
Dog fighting
Spectators and dog owners
Placing bids of thousands of dollars
On their favorite dog
When it looses... the money...
Gone from their reach
Placing bets of drugs
And trading drugs too
Resulting in the worst place
For adults and children
Dog fighting
Illegal in all 50 states
Then, why?
Why put those dogs
Through it all?
Because we think they're stupid...
But what do they think of us? ? ?
P.S. I did research on this subject because it is something I am interested in and I thought that I would inform some people about the bad things that are happening in the USA and around the world. I hope you enjoyed! ! !
(SPRING! finally 2008, Age11, Door County, Wisconsin)
poem by Emma Alberts
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Love has many colors
Love has many colors
But the main is red
The color of a rose
A flower to show that you love him or her
A flower to say silently that your in love and its for sure
Love has many colors
But the main is red
The color of blood
Blood that warms when you see the one you love like no others do
And freezes when you see the one you love happy with out you
Love has many colors
But the main is red
The color of my eyes why I cry the most painful tears
The tears of love that is caused my most wanted fears
Love has many colors
But the main is red
The color of a kiss
There has to be more then this…..
Love has many colors
But the main is red
The same word that rhymes with words unsaid
poem by Michelle Guza
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Terror Trail
Shedding the wholeness of negation
you arrive: fear was sweeping the floor
when smoke screen of love was hung on
blue morning, you groped for a hidden
coin, lost in the woods of mania. Distinguishing
a chaste word, without thought, ejected in a
traffic of terror, you want to join a primitive
tribe where a motherless fawn will harvest the milk
from the breasts of a women.
Talking of a global sorrow into the green
eyes of a snake, an awareness breaks, sucks
you inside the hole of a wronged motherhood,
the anthology of big nails on the walls of
understanding, where the traditional colors
throw up the wasted bodies, making you think
tall, and you were running in a dark tunnel
climbing and falling to attend the funerals,
of moon gazing children.
poem by Satish Verma
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Sadistic Sinner
Alone in my house
Full of hate and fear
Your death is near
My passion for killing will take you to death
I slay a victim I torture his wife
They die by my knife
I'm coming for you
So take your last breath
The more I kill, the more the need grows
I dislodge the eyes and hack off the nose
CHORUS
I'm a sadistic sinner
I will slash you at will
It is the devil inside me
Who makes me wanna kill
Evil
And you will die by my hand
Killer
And I'll make you understand
Possessed
Just like the knife in my hand
Killer
He taunts my soul and he twists my mind
The blood of my victims is all they can find
I dismember the body as its blood is being sprayed
I gaze in splendor at the mess I have made
Cold is the blade
I carry in rage
They live in fear
My passion for killing will take you to death
My soul is a demon that no one can save
I spread my disease
I'm coming for you
So take your last breath
The more I kill, the more the need grows
I dislodge the eyes and hack off the nose
CHORUS
I'm a sadistic sinner
I will slash you at will
It is the devil inside me
Who makes me wanna kill
I'm
Sadistic
Sinner
I'll kill you slow, I'll kill you fast
I'm coming for you, I'll kick your ass
song performed by by Incubus
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When men and women
When men and women are able to
respect and accept their differences
then love has a chance to blossom. ♥khû$hî♥
It can fail seldom
As it is followed with wisdom
It is backed by full freedom
With respect and without boredom
How come garden can present blossom?
Think, if there were no flowers to come
Different in colors and various in sizes
To attack the mind and bid to mesmerize
Sun and moon are divine objects
But see differently how they act
One is source of great energy
And another is symbol of love from almighty
If some one likes color black
We should express no displeasure and attack
It her or his choice
What matters most is commitment and promise
If you try to see from pure angle
You may be able to form love triangle
That may have backing from all
As it is sincere and made from heart call
If you love some one from heart
Think of it first as divine art
It has made impact on your mind
Otherwise you were not the first person to find
I salute to all those people
Who succeed in their love struggle?
Feel it from heart and come closer
God is always with them as adviser
Everything shall move as usual
You too must trust and take it as casual
Life is not for making it hard
But live peacefully and look forward
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Promise
There was a promise made to me
That you would love me eternally.
Eternity is supposed to be forever
And I know that things are much better.
Paint me the colors of my life
Make each one cheerful and bright
Paint me the colors for all the world to see
All the love that’s hidden in side of me.
You know me more than I know myself
For in my heart you do dwell
You’ve seen my good points and my bad
You’ve seen me happy and you’ve seen me sad.
You can paint the pictures of my life
In any way that you like
Because you’re the only one that can see
Everything that’s inside of me
You say you love me as you never loved
Anyone before, for I have opened up
Your hearts door.
So I will hold you to the promise that you made
And I’ll take that to my grave.
I will love you eternally
For our love is finally free.
poem by Louis Rams
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Fear Love
I fear love
like the wild fox
always so ready to bite
to devour its heart’s delicacy
I fear the lightening bolt of love
like the hidden venomous snake
poised to strike the soul
not knowing where, till its fallen
I fear the hungry love
happily gnawing away
on the meat of my heart
leaving stains in its feasting wake
I fear accepting love
its safer to freely give away
than accept, commit
and admit a heart’s necessity
I fear your love
exposing my true weakness
that I may not be able
to live without it
poem by American Male
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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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Roses Are Red (Jessica)
Roses are red Violets are blue,
Honey is so sweet and so are you darling!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
You've made my dreams come true!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I have my brown eyes glued on YOU!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I feel like i have known you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
You are so FINE that you give me the BLUES!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
Lord knows that im falling for you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I just want to Rock with you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
These lips can't wait to be kissing you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I do anything to claim you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I bow down to you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I've never met anyone as HOT as you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
never knew i would meet you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I'm going to bed would you like to come too!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I rather spend my precious time with you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
You are beautiful as sparkling DIAMOND!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
You have me speechless everytime i talk to you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
May i have this dance with you (JESSICA)
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I have mentioned your name so many time i have lost count!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I dont want no-one if i cant have you. #PERIOD
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I want to give you everlasting Joy, Happiness, and especially LOVE!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
I'm the one who will make your dreams come true
Roses are red Violets are blue,
Chilli is hot and so are you!
Roses are red Violets are blue,
JESSICA ITA JAMES WILL YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Roses are red Violets are blue,
THIS POEM WAS MADE FOR YOU.......
poem by Obi Onyenwe
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Please Do Not Tell Me You Love Me
Please do not tell me you love me
Or worst should you shed tears for me
The lying tongue of love pricks hard like a thorn
Clearing away it bushy path
To the deadly place near the grave of cupid.
Long gone are the shattered railways
Were love used to walk hand in hand between us.
Please do not tell me you love me
What is more painful than the sorest heart?
Or the painful torture of love
Pitiful indeed, the unimaginable emotions
Up and down it grow old, fades and dry
Please do not tell me you love me
Fast unfold the episodes of love
The long lasting scenes and act
Which was played and acted by mum and dad
Should I draw and hold the mighty devil called kiss
With his dreaded accomplice love
Who once my companion left me horribly.
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Spread Your Love
R- ray ; a- anita
A: spread your love all over the world now / spread your love all over the world now / a: spread your love all over the world now / spread your love all over the world now
R: delieving in style yeah its me again / tell your boss and tell your friends / about me, cause they keeping you busy, totally wicked and totally busy / lets join hands, it aint to late / le
Eep on focus and concentrate / for the moon, stars, heaven up above / cause the r-a-y spreading of love
A: here we go, dont take it slow / we going up and down and around and around yoll / here we go, dont take it slow / we going up and down spreading our love around yoll
A: spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah / spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah
R: come on! spread it, spread it / spread your love, spread your love
A: you gotta spread it / all over the world...!
R: Im all about love, l-o-v-e / life in 95 as you can see / make your hearts glow, feel the love flow / yo! Ive got the globe with the tempo / money cant buy you love that counts / its only
Real when your heart starts to bounce / for the moon, stars, heaven up above / cause the r-a-y spreading of love
A: love is the key, set yourself free / so wont you listen to me, when I say, when I say, that / love is the key, set yourself free / so wont you listen to me, when I say, when I say, that
A: spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah / spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah
A: la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la
R: l-o-v-e, l-o-v-e
A: spread your love around
A: la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la
A
A: here we go, dont take it slow / we going up and down and around and around yoll / here we go, dont take it slow / we going up and down spreading our love around yoll / a: spread your love
Over the world now / all over the world!! yeah / spread your love all over the world now / all over the world!! yeah
A:la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la / la la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la la
Repeat and fade
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Unborn Son
Flickered souls and eyes are gazing
Peering at the unborn son, behold
The things that demote a man
To begging with his knees upon the floor:
The beauty of nature walked to graze
As though the trees reach down to touch
The rays of sun that spreads the horizon
Like open arms to his unborn son;
A fire burning remiss amongst the whole
And shards fall out of the sky like bombs,
To hear the horrified warmth within
Like the unheard cry of his unborn son;
A perfect sunset bled to sleep,
The sandman pours his livestock onto heads
That need the hope and prayers of slumber
Like closing the eyes of his unborn son;
A speed of blasts and colors,
Engines roar still from the haunting motion
To have caused the crash to kill them both
Like the feeling he gets from his unborn son.
poem by Christopher's Dead
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A Picture Of Colors
A picture of colors
A purple forest of colors
A balloon of colors
A blue fantasy of colors
This is what our planet should be
A whirlwind of colors
A white world of colors
A resting place of colors
A red hideaway of colors
This is what it should look like
A ‘yes' world of colors
A yellow rainbow of colors
A graced hill of colors
A green meadow of colors
An overflowing basket of colors
An orange bowl of colors
This would be a perfect place
Talking.... (Who Listens?)
even the silence of the night talks,
small children talk in their dreams;
old people talk staring out windows...
trees talk shedding leaves,
empty buildings talk to ghosts;
dead bones talk to the wind...
the wind talks those who mourn.
the hungry talk to their oppressors,
the prisoner talks to the walls.
the desperate talk to the noose,
lovers talk with simple touch.
soldiers talk to their fears,
the unborn talk to our decisions.
the moon talks to the night,
and the night talks to the dawn.
the soul of man talks,
and calls it god.
the conscience talks to the heart.
death talks to the living....
who listens?
who really hears?
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Licia Sonnets 20
First did I fear, when first my love began,
Possessed in fits by watchful jealousy
I sought to keep what I by favor won,
And brooked no partner in my love to be.
But tyrant sickness fed upon my love,
And spread his ensigns, dyed with color white;
Then was suspicion glad for to remove,
And loving much did fear to lose her quite.
Erect, fair sweet, the colors thou didst wear;
Dislodge thy griefs, the short'ners of content;
For now of life, not love, is all my fear,
Lest life and love be both together spent.
Live but, fair love, and banish thy disease,
And love, kind heart, both when and whom thou please.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Questions
What do the roses do, mother,
Now that the summer's done?
They lie in the bed that is hung with red
And dream about the sun.
What do the lilies do, mother,
Now that there's no more June?
Each one lies down in her white nightgown
And dreams about the moon.
What can I dream of, mother,
With the moon and the sun away?
Of a rose unborn, of an untried thorn,
And a lily that lives a day!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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A Heart Spring
One tear today, one love tomorrow
My heart springs from everyday sorrow.
A light blue, a scarlet red
into my soul those colors spread.
The hand of love me clench then said
‘Your sorrow is my love, my love your sorrow
to this I pledge and to this do wed'
Then my love cried with rain in my head
And declared to me that sorrow from joy must always borrow,
so one tear today can be one love tomorrow.
My heart sprang like the flowers in spring,
as her voice sang, that beautiful thing.
To sorrow, to love, to joy I sing…..
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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