Its Now Or Never
evil evil all around us make the
waves rush around us soft silky
things that are just the same evil thing
the tears i cry when it rains
are not a lie they are a shame
i write this poem for you
and me and the things to be
things may not make sense now
or never in this endeavor
its now or never the things we
try when we cry and laugh and lie
i come to a climax to the end to the things we've been
its now or never are very last try a helpless cry......
poem by Salome Leriadu
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I'm Twisted and Evil
I'm twisted its true,
and its all because of you.
All the hateful things you said,
and what you've put me through.
I'm evil indeed,
and its all because of me.
The things I put before my eyes,
and the books I like to read.
Twisted and evil,
and up to no damn good.
I want so bad just to be loved,
why aint that understood.
Take out my pain on some one else,
is the only thing I know.
These twisted evil ways of mine,
are all Ive got to show.
I'm twisted and evil,
through my flesh down to the bone.
And I do twisted evil things,
just thought you'd like to know.
poem by Ken Bennight
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Evil No. 2
They call me love
They call me dear
They kiss off and leave me
For their own career
I got a satellite dish, I'm all alone
With my little goldfish
And eminem, em on my headphones
You heard that yet? You will!
Selfish pigs put the blame on me
So hacked off what I came to be
I'm off the tracks
Now I'm all at sea
They like jogging more than they like me
I'm evil
Evil no.2
Then need to have something,
Becomes the seed to have anything
The lonely tears have dried up
And the brain cells start to fry
My heart cries out for new things
Turns to anything will do things
My left sides like a train crash
Form all the things I tried
I was so scared
I was lonely
I got mixed up
Now I'm only
I'm evil
Evil no.2
Mummy and daddy's on prozac
Said they're happy but
They won't be back
I hope they have a heart attack
'Cos of what they done to me
They left me for a wine bar
They left me for the wrong car
I dunno how I got this far
I'm evil
Evil no.2
Eminem ain't so far away from this
Mummy got a boyfriend
Daddy got a girlfriend
Gotta go away at weekends
I tell you what I'll do
Take every pill that I see
You can do what you want to me
I'm only trying to break free
From the evil that you do
I'm evil
Evil no.2
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Evil, I call you! !
Evil
Don't listen to a word they say
Will let you be alone at times,
Needed most.
That evil eyes looks at you,
and lies
All the hateful things you said
and what you've put me through.
Evil
In the heart of people
Evil
Wont care if you die
Evil
Is all that I can perceive in you
So is your dark side,
Your evil.
Evil is you.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Feeling the rath of Evil
Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Kelsi Gray
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The evil and the good
The things we call evil
Is evil only to us
As we don’t see it
In relation to the rest
Of the universe; so
It is not evil but good
In its own nature; hence
No evil is evil.
23.12.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Elena Helms
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Might isn`t right...
Might isn't right, but it may be,
the only thing that will save me,
from evil creatures, witches too,
who wish nothing but harm to you,
so please take hedd of this good warning,
to abuse me will cause your dawning,
of the way things really are,
you see you are somewhaqt of a car,
to evil beings, nt from here,
but they will try to make you hear,
a voice of reason, but its a con,
because you are whole and they are none,
they want you to pay for their mistakes,
and evil deeds with your mistakes,
but if they make them happen, its not your fault,
so give them all a million volts
poem by Paul G Fisher
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ME, In Your Eyes
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I am the one can't be trusted,
I am the one who needs to be busted,
I am the one who causes trouble,
I am the one who has face that is doubled,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I always plan cunningly,
I always act deceivingly,
I always make you suffer,
I always deserve to face what's tougher,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I am the one who always ashames you,
I am the one who lacks satisfying you,
I am the one who struggles to be who,
I am the one who is lost in thou,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I never see good in you,
I never appreciate what you do,
I could never act as you want me to,
I am not as good as you want me to,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I never bless,
I make you live this freaking mess,
This is the only thing to confess,
I am evil in your pretty eyes…
Why am I so evil?
Why am I so evil?
Is it because of bad things I do to others?
Is it because I curse
Is it because I have sex
Is it because I smoke weed?
Why am I so evil?
Was I born to be evil?
Or is it just a route I decided to take
Do I do evil because everyone else does it?
Or is it something I love to do
Do I like seeing people get hurt?
Or is it because am really the only one hurt?
Why am I so evil?
poem by Terry Coates
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Evil's Goodness
Evil’s Goodness
Christian U. Garan
You and I are sinful being.
Denying the fact is lying.
So accept the unacceptable reality,
Coz’ doing such reflects your maturity.
Yet, there are times in which our “Id” demands;
Worldly pleasures it commands.
And the “Ego” will instantly be on the go.
But wait, never let go!
Be firm enough to resist temptations.
Then there will be feathers on your hat!
You have a brain to decide,
and conscience which will guide.
So, my dear, make a dry run!
Make a dry run!
Can’t you run away from this and that?
Admit that you can’t and
make a dry run.
Physical evil is imperfection.
But moral evil is a violation.
Authentic evil is the moral evil.
The two are true but of different level.
The value of things lies on the morale.
Morality isn’t singular but it’s plural.
Yet, why is evil created by God?
Can he just program human not to be bad?
But my dear I tell you,
Something good from the seemingly evil
He can draw!
poem by Christian Garan
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Evil Child
Born crying
Abnormized
I was schooled by the devils child
I did things you only dream of
I was wild inside
And he said I was evil
Cause I am just an evil child
Through the rain and sunshine
They kept on calling me an
Evil child
Cause I am just an evil child
Miranda, belinda for I found that they were all the same
They come in hell fire and
She burned like a flame inside
And I called her my evil child
I loved her
She was magic pure magic
Through the moon and star shine
They keep on talking about us
They call us together
Evil child
Born evil
Die evil
Now I swing from a gallows pole
I did things I dream of
People said I was wild inside
They said I was evil
Evil child
Through the rain and sunshine
They keep on talking about me
They call me an evil child
Through the moon and sunshine
They keep on talking about me
They call me an evil child
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Fake People
All the time
I look in your eyes
But what I see
And what you say to me
Are two totally different things
You pretend you put on a façade
I only wish you knew that I'm not
The only one who sees it as odd
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
So now I must ask who are your friends
Are they really what they seem to be
Or are they just trying to hide from you their envy
Do your friends really have your back
Or is it that that's where by them you've been stabbed
I once had a friend
One I thought would be there for me till the end
Then one day my happiness ended and theirs began
And when I needed someone to lean on
Behind me did no one stand
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
Be careful who you let know your business
'Cause in the end
Rumors about you they could be spreadin'
Don't put your trust in people who don't trust you
There's no telling what they're liable to say or do
Grow smarter with each experience
And you'll see true friends
Are the friends who are their with and for you till the end
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Because of their own insecurities
They try to pass on to you their idiosyncrasies
Thinking they are your friends you let them into your lives
But then they turn around and about you tell nothing but lies
Jealousy is such an ugly thing
Almost as ugly as hypocrisy
Fake people
The things they do are oh so evil
Fake people
Fake people
(1998)
poem by Dionne K. Kelly
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Vesperal
Strange grows the river on the sunless evenings!
The river comforts me, grown spectral, vague and dumb:
Long was the day; at last the consoling shadows come:
_Sufficient for the day are the day's evil things!_
Labour and longing and despair the long day brings;
Patient till evening men watch the sun go west;
Deferred, expected night at last brings sleep and rest:
_Sufficient for the day are the day's evil things!_
At last the tranquil Angelus of evening rings
Night's curtain down for comfort and oblivion
Of all the vanities observed by the sun:
_Sufficient for the day are the day's evil things!_
So, some time, when the last of all our evenings
Crowneth memorially the last of all our days,
Not loth to take his poppies man goes down and says,
'Sufficient for the day were the day's evil things!'
poem by Ernest Christopher Dowson
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Hes Evil
Scene: a party political broadcast -- mr. black and his followers
He comes on smooth, cool and kind,
But he wants your body not your mind.
Hes got style, personality,
But hes the devil in reality.
Hell make you laugh, make you smile,
And make you feel good for a while.
Wicked smile, decadent grin,
He likes school girls, nuns and virgins.
His skin is soft but his mind is hard,
Hell lead you on then hell tear you apart.
Hell treat you rough and he will make you cry,
And you will kiss sweet innocence good-bye.
And once youre in therell be no getting out,
So look out, look out, look out, look out.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes got wit hes got charm.
But when he gets rough hell break your arm.
Hes got taste, manners and grace,
But when he gets tough hell slit your face.
Hell buy you jewels, expensive clothes,
Then his mindll go and hell bust your nose.
Hes a joker and a clown
But hell pervert you and drag you down.
He comes on smooth, cool and kind,
But he wants your body not your mind,
He is just the devil in disguise.
He will drag you down and he will make you cry,
And once youre in there will be no getting out.
So look out, look out, look out.
Look out, look out, look out.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
song performed by by Kinks
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Violence is Evil
let us come together
with clean hearts
throwing out hatred from our hearts
let us work
with one another
in peacful manner
let us ban all
the evil things
that make us
commit crimes
let us be brothers and sisters
who are kind to each other
the world is better
with peace
and unity
not war and haterd
let us be responsible
around us
let us not make
mothers and fathers
lose their kids to drugs,
violence and war
let us ban all
the evil things
in our communities
to be better with our souls carefully
and to live safely
with each other
no one likes violence
but
let us make our goal
to diminish it
poem by Omar Ahmed
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Sonnet: Goodness Will Triumph Even On Earth
If Goodness must prevail in a earthly life,
Then, Evil must co-exist always on earth;
If Joy must prove its worthiness o’er Strife.
Sad things must happen without any dearth!
When White must show its contrast to things Black,
And Light’s advantages over Darkness,
The ends of spectrum, this world should not lack;
Thus, Truth prevails over Untruthfulness.
If God’s for Goodness, He knows how to bring,
More Goodness out of evil things may be;
On Earth and Heaven, Goodness is the King!
And this is true for all Eternity.
And Goodness will triumph always, always!
When ultimately, evil ’twill efface.
poem by John Celes
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To Be Evil
To be evil is to be scared
Withholding all the things to sacred to be shared
Too many vultures and things to keep alive
Holding ransom on my piece of mind
That God is gonna give to me, in time
To be evil is to be blessed
With the sweet sin, self-duress
That only love can quarantine
Too many vultures and songs I got to sing
To keep me locked into a prayer
That God is gonna take us there
While I'm waiting here online
Feeling evil
All the while
1-2-3-4 everything is beautiful
5-6-7-8 gotta love to learn to hate
A-B-C-D I'm a little old machine
L-O-V-Es gonna be the death of me
I'm not evil
I'm just scared
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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To Be Evil
To be evil is to be scared
Withholding all the things to sacred to be shared
Too many vultures and things to keep alive
Holding ransom on my piece of mind
That God is gonna give to me, in time
To be evil is to be blessed
With the sweet sin, self-duress
That only love can quarantine
Too many vultures and songs I got to sing
To keep me locked into a prayer
That God is gonna take us there
While I'm waiting here online
Feeling evil
All the while
1-2-3-4 everything is beautiful
5-6-7-8 gotta love to learn to hate
A-B-C-D I'm a little old machine
L-O-V-Es gonna be the death of me
I'm not evil
I'm just scared
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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Special
I been trying for so long
To get you where I stand
Feel like I been climbing all my life
Everybody told me
I'd never ever get this far
I know I can make it if I try
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
(come to you, you too, to you, do to, be do, you)
Special things come to you
There's no sense in trying to fight it
When I want something so bad
No, it's not as easy as it seems
Simple things are the hardest
Of the things we do for love
And I won't give up cause I'm not just what it means
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
(come to you, doo doo doo, to you, doo doo doo)
Special things (doo, doo ahh, you doo)
Do do doo, on you, do do doo, to you
Do doo, ahh, do do doo, too
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Fair?
Things never seem fair
When they happen to you
Others never see it
From your point of view
Only you can see the truth
How the evil sister rules
To adults she's a little darling
Those naive, happy fools
Despite this, it is always right
When she gets caught instead
Perfect when she's told off
Or sent straight to bed
It's fun to make that happen
The evil side of you
But when you get over the initial fury
You see you can be evil too...
poem by Meg Lealand
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