An Emerald Kiss
Humility, the markings
Of a great man
Hmmm
Words of a man
Who lives in a shack
Picture perfect
Dark wheels
Heavenly clothes
Friend for a price
Envy eyes
Dizzy heights
Mysterious ways
Nobody close
Charm and smiles
Holey souls
Pride and Prejudice
Two best friends
A golden platter
All laid out
Never work
A day of your life
Too Easy
Yours truly
I wish you were me
poem by Avi Pranish
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My Friend
Hey, look out for my glass up there, man!
Thats my drink, man, thats my drink, alright...
Make it a double, or eh...
Somebody has to sing
Some body will sing?
Somebody will sing, right?
(I dont know!)
Yall pass me that bottle,
And Ill sing you all a real song
Yeah!
Let me get my key, ahum!
Well, Im looking through harlem
My stomach squeal just a little more
A stagecouch full of feathers and footprints,
Pulls up to soapbox door
Now a lady with a pearlhandled necktie
Tied to the drivers fence
Breathes in my face,
Bourbon and coke possessed words
& quot;havent I seen you somewhere in hell,
Or was it just an accident?
(you know how I felt then, and so:)
Before I could ask was it the east or west side?
My feet they howled in pain
The wheels of a bandwagon cut very deep,
But not as deep in my mind as the rain
And as they pulled away I could see her words
Stagger and fall on my muddy tent
Well I picked them up, brushed them off,
To see what they say,
And you wouldnt believe:
'come around to my room, with the tooth in the middle,
And bring along the bottle and a president
And eh sometimes its not so easy, baby
Especially when your only friend,
Talks, sees, looks and feels like you,
And you do just the same as him
(gets very lonely up this road, baby)
(yeah, hmmm, yeah)
(got more to say!)
Well Im riding through la (huh),
On a bicycle built for fools
And I seen one of my old buddies
And he say, you dont look the way you usually do
I say, well, some people look like a coin-box
He say, look like you aint got no coins to spare
And I laid back and I thought to myself, and I said this:
I just picked up my pride from underneath the pay phone,
And combed this breath right out of my hair
And sometimes its not so easy
Especially when your only friend
Talk, sees, looks and feels like you,
And you do just the same as him
Just got out of a scandinavian jail,
And Im on my way straight home to you
But I feel so dizzy I take a quick look in the mirror,
To make sure my friends here with me too
And you know good well I dont drink coffee,
So you fill my cup full of sand
And the frozen tea leaves on the bottom
Sharing lipstick around the broken edge
And my coat that you let your dog lay by the fire on
And your cat he attacked me from his pillbox ledge
And I thought you were my friend too
Man, my shadow comes in line before you
Im finding out that its eh not so easy
Specially when your only friend
Talks, looks, sees and feels like you,
And you do the same just like him
(lord its so lonely here, hmmm, yeah)
Yeah!
(pass me that bottle over there...)
Yeah, yeah, okay...
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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1963
It was january, 1963
When johnny came home with a gift for me
He said I bought it for you because I love you
And I bought it for you because its your birthday, too
He was so very nice, he was so very kind
To think of me at this point in time
I used to think of him, he used think of me
He told me to close my eyes
My gift would be a great surprise
I saw tears were in his eyes
He never meant to hurt me
Oh, god, johnny, dont point that gun at me
Theres so many ways our lives have changed
But please, I beg, dont do this to me
Johnny, dont point that gun at me
Can I save my life at any price?
For gods sake wont you listen to me?
And though he was ashamed that he had took a life
Johnny came home with another wife
And he often remembered how it used to be
Before that special occasion, 1963
There was too many ways that you could kill someone
Like in a love affair, when the love is gone
He told me to close my eyes
My gift would be a great surprise
I saw hatred in his eyes
He never meant to hurt me
Oh, god, johnny, dont point that gun at me
Theres so many ways our lives have changed
But please, I beg, dont do this to me
Johnny, you keep on using me
Can I change my life for any price?
Oh, johnny, wont you listen to me?
He told me to close my eyes
My gift would be a great surprise
I saw hatred in his eyes
But he never meant to hurt me
Oh, god, johnny, dont point that gun at me
Theres so many ways our lives have changed
But please, I beg, dont do this to me
Johnny, you keep on using me
Can I change my life for any price?
Oh, johnny, wont you listen to me?
I just want you to be mine,
I dont want this world to shine
I dont want this bridge to burn
Oh, johnny, do you miss me?
I just want to feel for you
I will always feel for you...
song performed by by New Order
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Annunciation
Humility this day is
that she has passed all thought
in stillness; beyond waiting
rests her being.
Then like a lightning flash
without light, without sound;
micromoment of all presence that ever is,
in which she knows all that there is to know
beyond all thinking it; humility
and glory then the same.
Now no need for questioning:
she nor others; disbelievers; enemies;
herself, all that concerns her, now known fully;
she, now full of truth.
Later words may come;
as though there might be two in her humility;
she, now full of unity;
she lives the perfect prayer:
perfect come from perfect;
and when her time and time itself is ripe,
perfect shall be taken from that perfect;
and perfect will remain with her;
she, now full of god, of good;
who dares or dares not call her blest
save she herself; hands folded into lap,
head a little bowed, eyes down;
she now full of god, of good?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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I Hate The View
Life's perfect picture. Hmmm.
Who holds the camera?
Who directs the postures?
Who forces the crooked smiles?
Life's perfect imperfection. Hmmm.
Why not call the end?
Everyone is broken or will be
Time ensures that in time
No innocence remains innocent
Who holds the breaking innocence
As it falls and hits the guilt?
The innocent never lasts.
Life's torn violin strings. Hmmm.
The abuser finds his victims
And breaks their soul for all their days
The strong survives by a thread
The weak in despair end their lives.
Life's creator's silence. Hmmm.
I hear mum speak and catch her tears
She's so sad and oh so tired
I see him inject himself secretly
A numb escape from life's deep sorrows
He says invisible sky dads don't
Humor me because they are silent figments
I watch her weep as her 5month baby
Arrives on earth with no breath from heaven
I hear her pray to God to end the pain...pleeeaaassseee
I feel Him sometimes, maybe Him.
Maybe not. I guess not.
Please say something. Dad. Hmmm.
The dying children. The crying men.
The killing cancer. The murdering AIDS.
The drinking mouth. The failing liver.
The smoking tongue. The dying lung.
The hitting and running idiots.
The drinking and driving morons.
The despairing suicides. The hungry forgotten.
The vulture waiting for the next
Starving African child to die
The angry earth spewing fire and melted ice
Consuming thousands in its wake
The virgin-seeking maniac bombing lives away
The man with no food to eat nor clothes to wear
Nor any to care. Nor love to share.
Sits by a pole in absolute abandon
With no strength to beg either man or God
For life hath dealt him a hard hand
He lay, he lay silently, unable to disturb
The frustrated lives of the trolling masses
And quietly waits for a hand kinder
By far kinder than life to take his hand
And transmogrify him to nothingness
Hmmm. Hmmm. Hmmm.
I feel a pain in my chest
It soon travels to my deep sad eyes
And gushes out this aching ocean
That lies behind the feigned smiles
And beneath the swaggering motions
And hoping thumbs
The thumbs that join to pray
To pray, to say to Him whom they say
Answers these words but hey, hey! , hey! !
Its been ten years since the thumbs
Joined to pray and say and wait
To see at least a change in the lives of men
A relief to the miseries of mankind
But an echo is all that's heard
As more tears fall and all meaning's gone
But what is the meaning of the meaning of life? Hmmm.
He searches oh great Lord. We search.
She turns the compass of her heart She tunes it from east to west.
In search of Him who made her.
I read of one who. Hmmm.
Put a bullet though his head to stop The beating of a heart that bled
Eternity scares us. Reality bleeds us.
We sing 'fix you' in desperate hope
And hope's desperation that you will fix us.
I sit alone. Lonely as a man can be.
Sad as a heart can take
Staring at a race I am a part of
And completely hate the view. Hmmm.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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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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Lady Of The Lake 2
I saw the old lady
again today
the one who lives
across the way
She took my hand
and walked me
towards the light
It was so beautiful and bright
heavenly souls all waiting in a line
but I had to close my eyes
and turn away
The old lady said
don't go back into the dark
it's time to start a new life
with souls of the same heart
I said
I've got to stay behind
and watch over my daughters life
I trust nobody but me and
her mother to make sure
she has a good start in life
so I will walk on the dark side
to be by her side
when she's made her life
and I know she's happy inside
I will come to the light
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Humility And Pride
Two emotions deep down inside, are those of humility and pride,
They produce what men may see, in the life of both you and me.
A haughty spirit can sure reside, in a heart that’s filled with pride.
A humble spirit is in you and me, when you’re filled with humility.
You can lift yourself up with pride, but God’s Word is not denied,
And God’s Word is clear and loud, God will humble all the proud.
Men may believe that they are wise; but that is only in their eyes.
For all of pride, my dear friend, by The Lord shall be condemned.
Men who are humble and meek, by proud men considered weak,
By The Lord are never despised, but truly favored in God’s eyes.
The Lord will exalt humble men; for this is in His Word my friend,
They will be lifted up by The Lord, as by God they’re not ignored.
On the cross there was no pride, as Jesus Christ our Savior died.
Christ had displayed for us humility, as The Savior of all humanity.
The Eternal God, far from weak, was to all men humble and meek.
God’s example is for all to behold, and His Word will not grow old.
Friend pride can be a hindrance, to the life Christ has given to us,
Pride will never be used by God, but it shall be judged by His rod.
Allow Christ’s humble spirit within, then you shall be used by Him,
As only a meek and humble life, truly displays the power of Christ.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
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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of beautiful souls and starry skies of sexy eyes and sweetness of you such nice smiles the beat of your heart like time in esscence the way u look the beauty in yuor soul of starry skies the stars in your eyes your soul so sweet so perfect the sweetness of the sweeteest of souls ur smile so perfect so great like a warm spring sunny day the warmth it portrays so elgantly nice ur perfect in all the goodness in life of beautiful souls on starry nights the sexyness in your eyes is forever more ever great be sweet for all time sake
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Today... 'The Author and Finisher of our faith
Before the seconds of time had begun.
At the great council of the Triune One.
A plan was devised for the salvation of man
and was agreed upon before all life began.
Such an awesome and incredible plan
to condense Yourself and become a man.
The Immortal, Invisible, God Only Wise
took on all our mortality to pay sins price.
Then that awful day came in Your great plan
when the Author of Life was taken by man
and made to climb the steep hill to Calvary's tree.
There You lay down Your life for sin and set us free.
'It is finished' was your victory cry
as You gave Your life in a final sigh.
Finished completely was that work of grace.
Salvation made possible for the human race.
Completing the work that You came to do
all Your followers made perfect in You.
Each having a righteousness not of their own
but from the One seated on the heavenly throne.
Fixing our eyes upon the Risen Lord
Who for the joy before Him the cross endured.
Made perfect through suffering sin and its shame
and been given the Name above every name.
All Creation joins in the victory song
united in one great heavenly throng.
To the Author and Finisher of Faith we sing
gathered in heaven before our glorious King.
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box below)
Just like you want to
If you stay away from work
just like you want to,
there is a price to pay for it
since no man lives without duty.
If you act in life
just like you want to
and do not consider others,
there is a price to pay for it
since no man lives alone.
If you say just
what you want to
and do not consider others,
there is a price to pay for it
and nobody will be your friend.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I DON'T ENVY WOMEN 2...by talile ali
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
THE STUFF THEY HAVE TO GO THRU
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
HOW COULD REALITY BE SO CRUEL
I GOT A FRIEND
CUTE AS HELL
I'LL LOVE HER TILL THE BITTER END
BEEN RAPED SO MUCH
LOOKED TO GOOD TO TOUCH
MESSED UP PRICE FOR A PRETTY FACE, MY FRIEND
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
THE SHIT THEY HAVE TO GO THRU HURTS SO MUCH
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
HOW COULD REALITY BE SO CRUEL AND TRUE
I HAVE ANOTHER FRIEND
ALL OVER THE PLACE
AS IF SHE LOST HER MIND
WITH HEAVY FLOWS
AND HORMONE WOES
IT'S A MIRACLE SHE'S NOT DYIN
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
THE STUFF THEY GO THRU BECAUSE WE JUST DON'T
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
THE BRAINLESS CRUELTY JUST SIMPLY WON'T
THESE GIRLS I KNOW
THEY ALL OWN MY HEART
TO KNOW SUCH GREAT DESPAIR IS BEYOND JUST FAIR
NEVER KNOWING
A MOMENTS PEACE
AND UNTROUBLED LOVE THAT THEY CAN NEVER SHARE
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
THE STUFF THEY ALL HAVE TO GO THRU
I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
HOW COULD THEIR LIFE BE SO CRUEL
poem by Talile Ali
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Scrawled In Sap
O the sky grey orange
An the walls stained blue
An I laid right down on the golden satin with you
Into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes
I go round
O lord
I go round
Will you tell me once again
Cream white skin
You are my friend
I seen you walkin and your white hips sway
O girl I will have you no more
To the moan in your voice
Not a charm do you lack
Your skin to touch as a black ravens back
But I cannot go far with these words as they rhyme
As to tell, of the pleasure, your hand in mine
An I pray as I say this song in this way
That your eyes they would close an your head begin to sway
An youll feel how he heals with his blood on our skin
I am yours lady scrawled an thin
Will you tell me once again
Cream white skin
You are my friend
I seen you walkin in your husbands way
Girl I will have you more
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Hmmm, Something That Is Mysterious
hmm, i press the word
and lowered my face
so my eyes may see clearly
and there the enigma
slides upon itself on the monitor
the mysterious line of words
keep coming like a rain of
thoughts a train of trickles
pushing itself on the
dark tunnel begging for
an understanding something
that i cannot comprehend
completely and then i said
i like this
something so beautiful
inside my heart
and yet something so
incomprehensible... life
hmmm.... life, oh life!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Friends Will Be Friends
A voice in the back - the lies and the fears
No colour but black - the truth disappears
Just by the look in your eyes I can tell
That your honour is gone - youre caught in confusion and pain
Mysterious sounds - hidden in ice
Your lying is found - protective disguise
No one is braking the wheels are forsaken
In sheer overdrive - diamonds and rust
Breaking their lives - I burst them to dust
Friends will be friends
Down on this dirty road
Friends will be friends
One for all
The meaning is wrong - theres no reason why
The logic is gone - its hard to deny
Bridge
Friends will be friends
Down on this dirty road
Friends will be friends
All for one - one for all
Chorus
No one is braking the wheels are forsaken
Diamonds and rust - I burst them to dust
Chorus
song performed by by U. D. O.
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The Ways of Life
Do not conform to the ways
‘The ways' are but a way to capture your spirit,
To break your heart,
To kill your soul.
The ways cause tears to run down my face,
In the dark,
In the light,
In the twilight.
For no matter what time of day it is nothing changes,
People go through the motions,
Like animals,
Like robots.
No one is willing to explore and enjoy life,
We don't live, we exist,
We just stroll through our lives,
Meaningless, pointless.
Work is everyone's first priority,
But why?
Isn't work supposed to be a way to pay for our lives?
Not the meaning for our lives...
poem by Lenore Lee
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Deeds
'Tis well with words, oh masters, ye have sought,
To turn men's eyes yearning to the great and true,
Yet first take heed to what your own hands do;
By deeds not words the souls of men are taught;
Good lives alone are fruitful; they are caught
Into the fountain of all life (wherethrough
Men's souls that drink are broken or made new)
Like drops of heavenly elixir, fraught
With the clear essence of eternal youth.
Even one little deed of weak untruth
Is like a drop of quenchless venom cast,
A liquid thread, into life's feeding stream,
Woven forever with its crystal gleam,
Bearing the seed of death and woe at last.
poem by Archibald Lampman
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Close Enough To Perfect
Sometimes her morning coffees way too strong
And sometimes what she says she says all wrong
Heaven knows shes not an angel but shed really like to be
And thats close enough to perfect for me
Now shes been known to wear her pants too tight
And drinking puts her out just like a light
Right or wrong shes there beside me like only a friend
Would be
And thats close enough to perfect for me
Chorus:
She kisses me each morning
And smiles her sleepy smile
And she dont have to say it
I can see it in her eyes
Dont you worry about my woman
Or what you think she ought to be
cause shes close enough to perfect for me
Well sometimes she gets down and starts to cry
But then again a woman has a right
Shes everything I ever wanted and all Ill ever need
Shes close enough to perfect for me
song performed by by Alabama
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Rock The Shack
Ive been accused of everything
From tombuctu to old berlin
I need some armor for my flesh
I need to stop and take a rest
Ive been wide-eyed but couldnt see
I stand accused of being me
I believe in politics
I believe in everything
I believe this world of ours is giving me adrenaline
When I hear a baby cry
When I see an old man die
Thats just the way it is
Rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack
Rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack
Yeah thats the way it is
I took each day the way it came
I put my future out of frame
The signs were there for all to see
Like blue eyed mind to you and me
My head laid on my beating breast
I swear to you I pass the test
I walked one hundred thousand miles
And youre the judge whos been my trial
? ? ? my trial
I believe in politics
I believe in everything
I believe this world of ours is just a den of vice and sins
And even on the darkest night
We could reach for the light
And we could get it right
Get it right, get it right, get it right, get it right
Get it right, get it right, get it right, get it right
I believe in politics
I believe in everything
I believe this world of ours is giving me adrenaline
Ten thousand year ago
Crawling on the floor
Well get up jack
Its time to rock the shack
Rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack
Rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack, rock the shack
Its time to get up
song performed by by New Order
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~ In A Perfect World ~
In a perfect world ~
No hate there you would ever
see. We'd all live in harmony.
There would be no prejudice,
intolerance or bigotry...
In a perfect world ~
There would be no hunger or
despair. Always food for all to
share. Happy smiles on the
faces of children everywhere.
In a perfect world ~
There would be no ''greed'' to feed
the warmongers need for victory.
There would be no more wasted
lives. No more blood shed
needlessly. One day this may all
become reality. A perfect world
then this would be...
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