Overwhelmed
Worries of the 'morrow...
Anxieties of this day-
Torrential waves of doom and gloom...
Perpetuate our very ways;
So many of the negative-
With no inspiration to be found-
Only hopeless enigmas and tragedies...
Despairs sobbing-the only sound;
In fear of the next day-
As this day comes to a hurried end...
Dire straits of the coming fates...
Torn-but with no one to mend;
No sewing needles to stitch-
No Knight in shining armor to save...
No Good Samaritan with open arms...
Alas, all that 'tis left 'tis the grave;
The Golden Rule
***Just In Case There Are Any Doubts
I Am A Married Women...Not A Man! ! ! !
June 18,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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Love Street
He called her home to Love street
Where broken hearts go to mend
Where shattered dreams-burst at the seams
Where sorrow finally ends;
Coming home to Love street
Was the very first priority on her list
Overwhelmed and drenched by her tears
She hungered once again to be kissed;
Her Knight In Shining Armor called to her
And she heard his cry through the night air
She gathered up all of her composure
And wrapped herself up with tender loving care;
She hurried along at a rapid pace
To Love street she was bound
At last in the arms of her soulmate
Once so lost-now in new love- shes found;
September,25,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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Good Samaritan
The sun shone through the window as I lay down on your carpet
Staring at the speakers - pretending to be tortured
And I never moved a muscle
No, I never moved a muscle
The sunlight turned to shadows, and the minutes turned to hours
Somebody turned the lights on, there was conversation, laughter
And you know just what I'm after - you know just what I'm after
You will look at me, and your curiosity is gonna get the better of you, will get the better of you
Standing next to me now - she's in the air I breathe
She says, "I'm marrying a rich man but he still thinks I'm a virgin
So I need a little action, I need a little fun
I need a good Samaritan, good Samaritan, good Samaritan, good Samaritan"
We raged around our cages until all the doors lay open
Then we fell upon each other in the fury and the frenzy
And we fought like Gods of Thunder - and we played like fives 'n under
And the only screams that mattered turn to whispers in my ear
You're my good Samaritan, you're my good Samaritan, you're my good Samaritan, you're my good Samaritan
Walking down the street - they make such a lovely couple
And she freezes when she sees me - but she don't have to worry
Cos I needed something deeper - I needed something longer
She said, "People who are weaker, need people who are stronger"
And I don't know what possessed you, was I just a one night stand
And not your good Samaritan, good Samaritan, good Samaritan, good Samaritan.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Outlaw Torn
You know I wait my whole lifetime for you
I ride the dirt I ride the tide for you
I search the outside search inside for you
To take back what you left me
I know I'll always burn to be
No one seeks so I may find
And now I wait my whole lifetime
My whole lifetime
So on I wait my whole lifetime for you
So on I wait my whole lifetime for you
The more I search the more my need for you
The more I blast the more I bleed for you
You make me smash the clock and feel
I'd rather die behind the wheel
Time was never on my side
So on I wait my whole lifetime
My whole lifetime
And I'm torn
And if I close my mind in fear
Please pry it open
And if my face becomes sincere
Beware
And when I start to come undone
Stitch me together
And when you see me stretched remind me of what left this outlaw torn
And if I close my mind in fear
Please pry it open
And if my face becomes sincere
Beware
And when I start to come undone
Stitch me together
And when you see me stretched remind me of what left this outlaw torn
song performed by by Metallica
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A Cowboy's Way
Sometimes he gets crazy as men are known to do
He'll lose his head in spite of everything he stands to lose
What is it in a man that makes him act like such a fool
She swears she never knew but always needed to
But stubborn pride is just the way of cowboys i suppose
Even love can't change the things he ought to change the most
And it's pride that keeps him standing when he should be on his knees
Makin' apologies but she loves him desperately
Oh but now and again she wished he'd been a poet
So he'd know all the perfect lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero ridin' up to save the day
And go ridin' high like a knight in shinin' armor
To sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he don't have no magic ways to charm her
No cause even love can't change a cowboy's ways
"i love you" and "i'm sorry" are words that just don't come
Cause words like that are no match for the kind that rule his tongue
But his eyes keep tellin' her "you know i love you anyway
No matter what i say or what i never say"
Oh but now and again she wished he'd been a poet
So he'd know all those fancy lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero ridin' up to save the day
And go ridin' high like a knight in shinin' armor
And sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he don't have no magic ways to charm her
No cause even love can't change a cowboy's ways
His ways seem cold but she knows he's much warmer
But even love can't change a cowboy's ways
He's just a fool that must defend his honor
But even love can't change a cowboy's ways
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And Ill never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You cant buy my love with money, for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
Go ahead!
I dont want your golden mansions with a tear in every room,
All I wants the love you promised, beneath the halo moon.
But you think I should be happy with your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheatin game.
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And Ill never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You cant buy my love with money, for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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I'm your knight in shining armor. I'm here to save you from Linkin Park.
quote by Rufus Wainwright
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And Ill never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You cant buy my love with money, for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
I dont want your golden mansions with a tear in every room,
All I wants the love you promised, beneath the halo moon.
But you think I should be happy with your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheatin game.
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And Ill never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You cant buy my love with money, for I never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Not A Fairytale
You think my life's a fairy tale
As happy as can be
Knight in shining armor
Saves the damsel in distress
Dragon slain
If this is a fairy tale
My life is far from it
You're no knight in shining armor
The damsel can take care of herself
And there are more dragons than you realize
In forms of a stepdad, homelife, even you
Bet thats not what you were expecting
In this 'fairy tale'
The only way to save me
Is to slain ALL the dragons
But let me guess
You would never slain yourself
So much for a happy ending
poem by Anna Dietze
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles (feat. Tammy Wynette & Loretta Lynn)
silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And i'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You can't buy my love with money, for i never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
I don't want your golden mansions with a tear in every room,
All i want's the love you promised, beneath the halo moon.
But you think i should be happy with your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheatin' game.
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine
And i'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine.
You can't buy my love with money, for i never was that kind,
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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A Real Good Place To Start
Still reelin from a relationship that left me torn in two
Tryin to find that first step that leads to someone new
Gettin me back together, didnt know it could be so hard
But if Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
I need a new beginning, and girl you fit right in
Sometimes a new beginning is found in an old friend
If Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
Thereve been times when you and him just couldnt get along
Id hear your knock and let you in, be your shoulder to cry on
And now hes finally left you, and Ive find you in my arms
If Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
I need a new beginning, and girl you fit right in
Sometimes a new beginning is found in an old friend
If Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
If Im ever gonna mend this broken heart...
You look like a real good place to start
song performed by by George Strait
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Black Swan
(1947) gian carlo menotti
The sun is falling and it lies in blood
The moon is weaving bandages of gold
Old black swan where oh where is my lover now
Where oh where is my lover now
Torn and tattered is my bridal gown and my lamp is lost
With silver needles and with silver threads
The stars stitch a route for the dying sun
Old black swan where oh where is my lover now
I had given him a kiss and a golden ring
And a golden ring
I had given him a kiss of fire and a golden ring
Oh with silver needles and with silver threads
The stars stitch a route for the dying sun
Black wing o black wing take me down with you
Take me down with you take me down with you
Take me down with you
Old black swan take me down with you
I had given him a kiss of fire
Take me down with you
song performed by by Nina Simone
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A Cowboys Ways
Sometimes he gets crazy as men are known to do
Hell lose his head in spite of everything he stands to lose
What is it in a man that makes him act like such a fool
She swears she never knew but always needed to
But stubborn pride is just the way of cowboys I suppose
Even love cant change the things he ought to change the most
And its pride that keeps him standing when he should be on his knees
Makin apologies but she loves him desperately
Oh but now and again she wished hed been a poet
So hed know all the perfect lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero ridin up to save the day
And go ridin high like a knight in shinin armor
To sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he dont have no magic ways to charm her
No cause even love cant change a cowboys ways
I love you and Im sorry are words that just dont come
Cause words like that are no match for the kind that rule his tongue
But his eyes keep tellin her you know I love you anyway
No matter what I say or what I never say
Oh but now and again she wished hed been a poet
So hed know all those fancy lines to say
And have some great romantic way to show it
Be the hero ridin up to save the day
And go ridin high like a knight in shinin armor
And sweep her up and carry her away
Oh but he dont have no magic ways to charm her
No cause even love cant change a cowboys ways
His ways seem cold but she knows hes much warmer
But even love cant change a cowboys ways
Hes just a fool that must defend his honor
But even love cant change a cowboys ways
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Knight In Shining Armor
Where is my knight in shining armor?
Will he come to rescue me?
I've been pierced and wounded.
The scars you cannot see.
All of them are in my mind.
that surface every day.
They're frightening and they hurt so.
They just won't go away.
A white horse and pointed lance
and rider of strong heart
is what I need to free me
so my hurts can all depart.
Are you real? Do you exist
or are you the hero that didn't last?
Can you rescue this damsel
like you did the ones from the past?
I dream about you in the night.
You take my fears away.
I awaken in the morning light
and must face another day
of verbal abuse which tortures me
and I search in vain for you.
Where is my knight in shining armor?
He's nowhere in my view.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Silver Threads & Golden Needles
(dick reynolds / jack rhodes)
(the springfields)
I dont want your lonely mansion
With a tear in every room
All I wants to love you, promise
Beneath the haloed moon
But you think I should be happy
With your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow
While you play your cheating game
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
And I dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine
But you think I should be happy
With your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow
While you play your cheating game
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
And I dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine
You cant buy my love with money
For I never was that kind
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Silver Threads And Golden Needles
(dick reynolds / jack rhodes)
(the springfields)
I don't want your lonely mansion
With a tear in every room
All i want's to love you, promise
Beneath the haloed moon
But you think i should be happy
With your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow
While you play your cheating game
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
And i dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine
But you think i should be happy
With your money and your name
And hide myself in sorrow
While you play your cheating game
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
And i dare not drown my sorrow
In the warm glow of your wine
You can't buy my love with money
For i never was that kind
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
Silver threads and golden needles
Cannot mend this heart of mine
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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I Sniffeth Sparks of Redemption Near
Ooooohhh...
Such flights of fancy,
Smothered by the whims
Of those who reek of self centeredness.
To leave those to themselves...
With imaginations to mend,
And heal those of broken hearts.
Hopeless that a goodness felt,
Within them must come to an end.
Alas...hark!
I sniffeth sparks of redemption near!
'That must be the remnants left,
Of a deflated balloon.
Torn apart by suspicions started.
And dissected into bits...
To elimiate that which had existed.'
With an increased fear of those who dream!
I shant let us face this doom.
I shall defend your honor with the brightest of po-ems.
'Ssssshhhh...be still my love!
Silence the thumping of those anticipations.
We shall protect from attack.
Let us quietly deny them the sighting
Of us eating alone,
A delicious mix of blended fruit with icecream.
Quick!
Licketh thy lips of evidence.
And let us sit as if perplexed.
We will escape the Ambassadors of Mean.
Ssssshhh...
Cast thou now thy evil face!
And let us show,
We too can be enraged.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Good Samaritan
He comes from out the ages dim—
The good Samaritan;
I somehow never pictured him
A fat and jolly man;
But one who’d little joy to glean,
And little coin to give—
A sad-faced man, and lank and lean,
Who found it hard to live.
His eyes were haggard in the drought,
His hair was iron-grey—
His dusty gown was patched, no doubt,
Where we patch pants to-day.
His faded turban, too, was torn—
But darned and folded neat,
And leagues of desert sand had worn
The sandals on his feet.
He’s been a fool, perhaps, and would
Have prospered had he tried,
But he was one who never could
Pass by the other side.
An honest man whom men called soft,
While laughing in their sleeves—
No doubt in business ways he oft
Had fallen amongst thieves.
And, I suppose, by track and tent,
And other ancient ways,
He drank, and fought, and loved, and went
The pace in his young days.
And he had known the bitter year
When love and friendship fail—
I wouldn’t be surprised to hear
That he had been in jail.
A silent man, whose passions slept,
Who had no friends or foes—
A quiet man, who always kept
His hopes and sorrows close.
A man who very seldom smiled,
And one who could not weep
Be it for death of wife or child
Or sorrow still more deep.
But sometimes when a man would rave
Of wrong, as sinners do,
He’d say to cheer and make him brave
‘I’ve had my troubles too.’
(They might be twittered by the birds,
And breathed high Heaven through,
There’s beauty in those world-old words:
‘I’ve had my sorrows too.’)
And if he was a married man,
As many are that roam,
I guess that good Samaritan
Was rather glum at home,
Impatient when a child would fret,
And strict at times and grim—
A man whose kinsmen never yet
Appreciated him.
Howbeit—in a study brown—
He had for all we know,
His own thoughts as he journeyed down
The road to Jericho,
And pondered, as we puzzle yet,
On tragedies of life—
And maybe he was deep in debt
And parted from his wife.
(And so ‘by chance there came that way,’
It reads not like romance—
The truest friends on earth to-day,
They mostly come by chance.)
He saw a stranger left by thieves
Sore hurt and like to die—
He also saw (my heart believes)
The others pass him by.
(Perhaps that good Samaritan
Knew Levite well, and priest)
He lifted up the wounded man
And sat him on his beast,
And took him on towards the inn—
All Christ-like unawares—
Still pondering, perhaps, on sin
And virtue—and his cares.
He bore him in and fixed him right
(Helped by the local drunk),
And wined and oiled him well all night,
And thought beside his bunk.
And on the morrow ere he went
He left a quid and spoke
Unto the host in terms which meant—
‘Look after that poor bloke.’
He must have known them at the inn,
They must have known him too—
Perhaps on that same track he’d seen
Some other sick mate through;
For ‘Whatsoe’er thou spendest more’
(The parable is plain)
‘I will repay,’ he told the host,
‘When I return again.’
He seemed to be a good sort, too,
The boss of that old pub—
(As even now there are a few
At shanties in the scru .
The good Samaritan jogged on
Through Canaan’s dust and heat,
And pondered over various schemes
And ways to make ends meet.
He was no Christian, understand,
For Christ had not been born—
He journeyed later through the land
To hold the priests to scorn;
And tell the world of ‘certain men’
Like that Samaritan,
And preach the simple creed again—
Man’s duty! Man to man!
‘Once on a time there lived a man,’
But he has lived alway,
And that gaunt, good Samaritan
Is with us here to-day;
He passes through the city streets
Unnoticed and unknown,
He helps the sinner that he meets—
His sorrows are his own.
He shares his tucker on the track
When things are at their worst
(And often shouts in bars outback
For souls that are athirst).
To-day I see him staggering down
The blazing water-course,
And making for the distant town
With a sick man on his horse.
He’ll live while nations find their graves
And mortals suffer pain—
When colour rules and whites are slaves
And savages again.
And, after all is past and done,
He’ll rise up, the Last Man,
From tending to the last but one—
The good Samaritan.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Comfort In Hobbling Home
Washed by tears, the flame kindled again.
Crimson magma was quick to engulf
the drops on forehead. Fired from close range
the bullets opened the bloodgates in quick succession.
It should not have happened!
Therefore the journey resumes outside the good
or the evil. The rdx bombs are found at
your doorsteps and you watch helplessly the
murder on dining table.
Are you safe in linens of truth? The lip
gloss of diplomacy will work? The sea
was turbulent and a hijacked trawler was left
on waves with the shot body of captain.
Your hands are trembling on the knobs without
doors. Through the death I perceive a
child crying in the arms of a sobbing galaxy.
There were needles on the road and our
soles were bleeding.
poem by Satish Verma
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Good Times Coming / Feel The Sun
I was thinking about that summer so long ago
Pack up your bags and yell geronimo.
That was a golden summer, laught a lot.
Laughing at the good times coming,
Laughing at the good times coming in.
Good times coming, laughing at the good times coming in.
There was something about the weather, what can I say?
Nothing like any other holiday.
That was a silly season, was it the best?
We didnt need the reason, just a rest.
Happy at the good times coming,
Happy at the good times coming in.
Good times coming, happy at the good times coming in.
Im loving you, Im loving you, Im loving you now.
Im loving you, Im loving you, Im loving you now.
There was a golden summer before the war
They laughed a lot that summer, lah de dah
Laughing at the good times coming,
Laughing at the good times coming in.
Good times coming, laughing at the good times coming in.
Good times coming... good, good. good times coming in... good, good.
Feel the sun shine in, shine in, shine in. feel the sun
Shining in on you.
Feel the sun shine in, shine in, shine in. feel the sun
Shining in on you.
All the beauty, all the pain. will it ever be the same again?
If you love me, show me now. its the only way that we know how.
Feel the sun shine in, shine in, shine in. feel the sun
Shining in on you.
Feel the sun shine in, shine in, shine in. feel the sun
Shining in on you.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Dipped In Superstitions
My mind has been dipped in superstitions.
From the day that I was born to breathe.
Black cats and cracks on dirty sidewalks...
And splitting poles when walking with people!
My mind has been quick to mend a quarrel.
With those who may not agree to speak!
But grandma always spoke to neighbors...
Even if they stoled her peaches off the trees!
'Good manners and respect will save.
You don't want to take evil meanness...
To your grave! '
Sometimes I sit and pick my memory!
Of things my grandma said to me.
She told me don't talk bad of people...
'Bite your lip and watch them slip,
Off the steeple to their knees! '
Huh?
'Good manners and respect will save.
You don't want to take evil meanness...
To your grave! '
My mind has been dipped in superstitions.
From the day that I was born to breathe!
And when my grandma grabbed the spatula...
I knew when it was time for me to leave! !
'Good manners and respect will save.
You don't want to take evil meanness...
To your grave! '
OKAY...I'm outta here!
'Good manners and respect will save.
And don't pretend your heart is golden...
Before the cookies are baked! '
Huh?
And what is that suppose to mean?
'You'll figure it all out!
Long after your 'teens'...
Good manners and respect will save!
Not pretending that your heart is golden...
Before a cookie is baked! '
Whatever...
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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