Gigantic Moods
SILENT peaple with a spidery smile,
they are crippled and abandoned by
their very own flag,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm,
SILENT peaple with their gigantic
moods, its so simple the sane peaple
say, just tell yourself to get out of
bed, get dressed, and smile on the
way out,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm.
poem by David Gerardino
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Silent Peaple
SILENT peaple with a spidery smile,
they are crippled and abandoned by
their very own flag,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm,
SILENT peaple with their gigantic
moods, its so simple the sane peaple
say, just tell yourself to get out of
bed, get dressed, and smile on the
way out,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm.
poem by David Gerardino
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Smile On The Way Out
SILENT peaple with a spidery smile,
they are crippled and abandoned by
their very own flag,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm,
SILENT peaple with their gigantic
moods, its so simple the sane peaple
say, just tell yourself to get out of
bed, get dressed, and smile on the
way out,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm.
poem by David Gerardino
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Ready For The Storm
SILENT peaple with a spidery smile,
they are crippled and abandoned by
their very own flag,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm,
SILENT peaple with their gigantic
moods, its so simple the sane peaple
say, just tell yourself to get out of
bed, get dressed, and smile on the
way out,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm.
poem by David Gerardino
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Cant Sleep
SILENT peaple with a spidery smile,
they are crippled and abandoned by
their very own flag,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm,
SILENT peaple with their gigantic
moods, its so simple the sane peaple
say, just tell yourself to get out of
bed, get dressed, and smile on the
way out,
storms, that dig six feet under,
storms, that kick and howl, then
settle into a cold bipoler storm.
poem by David Gerardino
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Stinky Feet
paytons feet reak
nobody can say a peep
about her stinky feet
nobody can breath
peaple like to tease
about her stinky feet
her feet ruined a rake
then they ruined a cake
all because of paytons stinky feet
all the bugs screamed
then they became cream
thanks to paytons stinky feet
all the hens died
then all the peaple cried
thanks to paytons stinky feet
poem by Kaitlin Teff
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Weather Hurricane Storms With Good Friends
dark summer storm clouds encase dark horizons
dark summer storm clouds close lost horizons
season of summer storms sweeps in across seas
rains come storms come closing tourist beaches
cold rain hurricane storms threaten new floods
batten down windows close shut tight exit doors
good time to weather storms with life true friends
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Storms Have Passed
the days are getting cloudy for me,
storm clouds over my head,
so dark, i can barely see,
the storms have passed by me.
the swetness of life, has passed me by,
of my life, the storms have went,
and i look forward to when i die,
the storms have passed me by.
of the Lord, i'll meet and see,
to be with Him, ever more,
and there, i'll never need to plea
the storms have passed by me.
Nothing's Wrong aka Storms Will Come
There once was a battlefield where all was silent.
From foxholes and ditches rose the heads of men defiant.
The weathered general looked around, looked hard, looked long.
Said to his men, There's nothing wrong except there's nothing wrong.
Not long after, they found themselves pinned down,
Surrounded by the enemy. The enemy all around.
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There's nothing wrong except there's nothing wrong.
Does everything look bright? Keep sharp, stay strong.
Cause storms will come, right when nothing's wrong.
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It has been said that when things are bad, look up,
Cause things are sure to brighten up.
But when things are looking good, brace yourself.
Lest you start running when the rain pelts.
Friendships may be strong and good, but when the storm comes.
Then you find out what they're made of, what they become.
Watch what you promise, what you do, what you say.
Because storms will come and test you, one day.
When living on a mountain, on an endless high.
Look out, cause the fall is hard when you're up in the sky.
Those promises you make when feeling on top of it all,
Are only as good as you can deliver when you feel small.
True people aren't rated by how they're seen.
They're rated by the storms in which they've been.
The greatest tree can fall down in a storm,
Even though it was big and majestic, it's gone.
Will you hold when the fire burns?
When the cold numbs?
Will you fight on, in the thunder and hail?
Will you go on, and refuse to fail?
Will you hold true to your word?
Or are you the coward that runs before the sword?
Batten down the hatches. Remember what has been said and done.
Because storms will come....
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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Storm In Africa
C fhad How far is it from?
Sil trd na stoirmeacha. Walking through the storms
Dul trd na stoirmeacha. Going through the storms
C fhad How far is it from?
An ts don stoirm. The beginning of the storm
An ts go deiradh. The start to the end
Tg do Chro. Take your heart
Tg do chrosa. Take your beloved
Turas mr. Long Journey
Tor trd na Stoirmeacha. Heavy through the storm
Turas fada. Long Journey
Amharc trd na Stoirmeacha. Look through the Storm
Translation by Fidelma McGinn
song performed by by Enya
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Kick, Kick, Kick.
When hurt kick,
When lonely kick,
When embaressed kick,
When happy kick,
When sad kick,
When nervous kick,
When laughing kick,
When crying kick,
When sick kick,
When playing kick,
When dead kick...
If you can!
I mean, what are those feet for?
Kick, kick, kick...
If you still can!
poem by Azeem AbdulRahim
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Storms of Life
When there’s sunshine and blue sky, we never seem to reason why.
Even when the rains do fall, they come to many as a refreshing lull.
And a fallen snow is picturesque, covering the land in winter’s rest.
But when storms on earth appear, they fill hearts with a quiet fear,
A fear of what may come to be, from a raging storm’s uncertainty.
We walk with the sun on our face, and a wind on our back is placed.
Then there is a quiet just before an awesome storm begins to roar.
With the wind against us friend, it blows and seems to have no end.
We also have storms of life, not from weather, but pain and strife.
There is a fortress in any storm, He is Christ, our Savior and Lord.
Storms of life won’t get you friend, if you know by who they’re sent.
God has a purpose you should know; why in life strong winds blow.
How about the apostles and Christ at sea on a tiny boat off Galilee,
As a small storm came near, it filled the apostle’s hearts with fear.
Christ raised His voice in the boat to calm the storm as He spoke.
Christ said to them “why be afraid, do not you men have any faith? ”
It is good to know at any place a storm is altered by God’s Grace,
And even in the darkest hour, a storm can cease by God’s power.
The storm of life soon will end, if you know Christ as Savior friend.
Until I see Jesus above with you, He my friend will see us through.
(Copyright ©12/2004)
Fierce Storms
Fierce are storms when they first appear,
Killing the school, killing the family,
When strikes are managed in the atmosphere.
The allegiance forming can be a career,
Kinsfolk are blamed for it actually,
Fierce are storms when they first appear.
The damage is a conflict, of a charioteer,
Waging war of a storm additionally,
When strikes are managed in the atmosphere.
Gods are of a stormy nature, like a chandelier,
The work is able, of a tempest working abnormally,
Fierce are storms when they first appear.
A school admits us when the weather is to cheer,
How do we fight in class and work fitfully?
When strikes are managed in the atmosphere.
The leisure of the skies is about what is near,
My moments stray into oblivion foolhardily,
When strikes are managed in the atmosphere,
Fierce are storms when they first appear.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Settle Down My Boy
Settle down, an eat your peas and gravy, my boy
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Stop wasting all your time with running around the town
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Knuckle down and find a job and take some responsibility
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
The futures something you should be thinking about
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Look around for a wife to start a family, my boy
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Listen toy our father and hell tell you the same as me
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Your words would go in one ear and out the other side
Dont say my head was empty and I had things to hide
And you better put something away for your old age
So settle down, settle down my boy settle down
Settle down, settle down my boy settle down uh huh huh
song performed by by Men At Work
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The Beast 3
Storms of violence
Storms of lies
Storms of a family
with no friends
Just a street full of lies
with dead and decaying lives
They should have stopped
what they did know
because at the end of the day
they knew it was wrong
Life in prison
should give them time...
Time to think about
all the wrongs they did do
Because they won't ever
be going home again
The beast is gone
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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kick kick kick
when bored kick
when hurt kick
when ignored kick
when lost kick
when you're listed out
kick
when you're dead
kick
if you can.
what are those feet for?
kick, kick, kick,
if you still can
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Manifesto
Blues are falling like showers of rain, but I dont feel like crying
Death himself is abroad this day, but I dont feel like dying
I learnt how to sustain myself
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
The enemy has the biggest tanks, and he sure knows how to use them
Our best, and only, chance, is to thoroughly confuse him
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Her tongue was like a scythe and all her bones were haunted
A scapegoat for her life was all she ever wanted
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Sir bedivere slept in a field, his armour strewn around him
Curled foetus-like beneath his shield, still weeping when we found him
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
I teetered on the edge of doom, degenerate and broken
She washed the blood out of my wounds, and spoke the great unspoken
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
His monstrous ego whipped and driven raged beneath his clothing
The complement he paid was given not with grace but loathing
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Deliverance is at the gate with arms and gold in store
He apologises for being late, but I dont need him anymore
I learnt how to sustain myself
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
Scoured and stripped of all pretence, shorn of all illusion
I offer nothing in my defence, you can draw your own conclusions
I learnt how to sustain myself in storms
(trans. sean miller - [email protected])
song performed by by Waterboys
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Enduring The Storms of Life
A petal falls from a
flower
quietly to the ground
a tree limb dries up
breaks off, falls away
enduring the storms
of life..
Ships sail off to sea
enduring many storms
along the way fights
to maintain
returning to port,
enduring the storms
of life...
poem by Heather Burns
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Storms In Africa: Part I (LP Version)
Roma Ryan
Though I walk through
warm sands in Africa
winds will grow soon
to storms in Africa.
How far to go
I cannot say.
How many more
will journey this way?
Dark skies fall on
black earth and ivory.
Far from your sun
clouds now close over me
How far to go
I cannot say.
How many more
will journey this way?
Storms have come!
rains wash the earth away
Dark skies fall down
into another day.
Rains have now come
from storms in Africa
Time will go on
through Storms in Africa
song performed by by Enya
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Storms In Africa - Part Ii
Though I walk through
Warm sands in africa
Winds will grow soon
To storms in africa.
How far to go
I cannot say.
How many more
Will journey this way?
Dark skies fall on
Black earth and ivory.
Far from your sun
Clouds now close over me.
How far to go
I cannot say.
How many more
Will journey this way?
Storms have come!
Rains wash the earth away
Dark skies fall down
Into another day.
Rains have now come
From storms in africa
Time will go on
Through storms in africa
song performed by by Enya
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Storm
Storms out on the water
I watch it getting closer
Are you coming home
All these years we've wondered
Trying to break the cycle
All these years of hope
And my heart feels the strain
But it makes me feel like I'm alive again
Sometimes in our lives
We need the pain
So I find some candles
Put out all the anchors
Pull the shutters down
Makes me think about us
All the things that got lost
Still we're holding on
And the storm rushes in
But it makes me feel like I'm alive again
Sometimes in our lives
We need the pain
The wind, the rain, the storm will wash us clean again
The wind, the rain, the storm will shake us up again
The wind, the rain, the storm will make us think again
The wind
And maybe we can start again
Storms out on the water
See and sky become one
Are you coming home
song performed by by Heather Nova
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