Love Lorn
Love Lorn
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted July 16,2010
The emotions of love
gives great pain,
asks for tears.
A loveless person
is a heartless person,
will leave to hate set in.
Then gives to heartbreak
when comes sadness,
with broken wishes to love lorn.
poem by Lori Triggs
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Majestic Weather
Majestic Weather
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted July 28 2008
We live even love to worship the sun like god
The birds sing when the sun rises and the sun sets,
Without the sun it would be cold and darkness all the time.
We do not worship the clouds
When they can be white fluffs,
Or grey masses so called black clouds cause disaster or rain.
If it was not cloudy it would not cool the earth
It would not shower or showers to cause puddles,
Than after the shower or showers the sun comes out to be beautiful.
So while the sun shines a rainbow is over the horizon that is majestic colors.
poem by Lori Triggs
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My Heart is Broken
Does anyone know that my heart is broken?
Perhaps no one really knows because of the laughter I show when I'm with them,
Nobody knows that my heart is hurting because of that person.
Those days in love it was the laughter that made me happy,
Waking up in the morning next to the person that I loved,
It was everything that I could wished for,
But the laughter faded when the person said it was over.
Years have passed by but the memories are still here,
And I don't think I could ever erase the person from my mind,
Those wonderful memories from my heart.
My heart is bleeding from the sad memories that were once happy,
I can laugh and laugh,
I can lie to myself and my friends,
But the tears from the laughter are the tears from the heartbreak.
Sometimes in the nights I hear myself laughing,
The laughter that echoes through the nights,
Through the lonely dark room,
I sometimes realize that not all of the echoing sounds are laughter,
But they are the tears and sadness coming from my heart.
How can I erase anything when the person's love was so beautiful?
How can I erase that person from my memory,
When I still love that person so much
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Brother The Class Clown!
Brother The Class Clown!
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted May 8 2006
Dedicated To My Brother.
My brother was born an accident!
He was always in accidents.
He burned his hand with a torch
Because he did not look before he was bending,
Just last week working.
He fainted with a swollen head and eyes
at the Air Force base in March,
Because he did not take any allergy medication.
He got a rusty nail in his foot
Because he did not see it.
He walked up a crane and
So he sprang his foot many years ago.
He has a broken nose,
Since I do not know when.
My brother is an accident waiting to happen!
poem by Lori Triggs
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Blooming Pleasures
Blooming Pleasures
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted 2006
My flower was grown with buds
Waiting to bloom by a man.
My flower was deflowered with
Blooms opened fertilized its seed.
My flower was defiled by
My ex love for he forgot to
Love, compassion with attention.
My flower was debloomed and
Felt wilted with no buds.
My flower was grown with
New buds by a new man, who cares,
Gives love, compassion with attention.
My flower was deflowered again
By the new man the first day we met.
My flower sowed its seed
3 times at the Hyatt March 10th,
After being out of the Robert Wood Johnson
Hospital emergency room for Cardiology.
I say my heart works fine,
But I might need a hip or joint replacement.
poem by Lori Triggs
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Two Sided Love
Two Sided Love
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted 24 2009
Women think with their hearts,
men think with their Johnson.
Women think with their heads,
men think with the wrong head, they have two heads.
Women give love with men,
men give screwing with women.
Women want to touch men,
men want to get abusive to women.
Women want be emotional with men,
men want to be unemotional with women.
Women want have physical attraction with men,
men want to give the abusive apart to women.
Women want sex with men,
men want to give rape to women.
Women wants to talk to men,
men want watch TV and screw women.
Women want to eat out with men,
men want a free ride from the women.
Women want to go to movies with men,
men want play games on computer.
Women want children with the men,
men are children.
Women are independent,
men are dependent.
Women achieve goals,
men half the time never finish their goals.
Women are unselfish even caring to men,
men are selfish besides uncaring to women.
Women give true love to men,
men give infatuation to woman.
poem by Lori Triggs
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Give Love Another Try
After all pain and suffer you been put tooo
Give love another try
I promise you that I won't let you fall down
Take my hand and take this chances while we can
I will make you feel special, happy and smile again
Make our wishes come true
God bless the broken road and
Lead us into each other
Please stand back up on your feet and
Give love another try
You will miss all good times
You will have with me because of past
You shouldn't let this get to you too much
You making yourself all sad and miserable
It's time to let it go
That person was jerk for doing that to you
Deep inside I know you're a great person that I want to love
Don't lose your chance to be with me
Because you will regret this for rest of your life
You will keep wonder
I know what's like from my experience
I miss on a great person
I don't want to get hurt from him or any other guy so
Give love another try
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Screw all those Facebook groups, heres everything I hate and love in one list.
I hate when you climb so far up, and the smallest mistake has you falling to your death. Again.
I hate when the who person means s*** to you makes you cry.
I hate when your happy and your best friends sad, and you sad and your best friends happy.
I hate watching people cry over some stupid b****.
I hate when you miss the sunrise.
I hate when the person you love ignores you.
I hate when it comes to the point that you don't even feel like explaining why your sad anymore.
I hate when your tinniest wishes don't come true.
I hate watching my friends go through the same pain as me.
I hate making the same mistake twice.
I hate insults.
I hate people who pick on one kid who never did anything, when they should be picking on each other.
I hate when the a**hole gets away with it.
I hate how I cry whenever I'm trying to say something important.
I hate when someone pity's you.
I hate when people flip out over stupid stuff.
I hate when girls cause drama just cause.
I hate when people fight.
I hate when you lose the one you love.
I hate when you regret doing something really big.
I hate when I'm mean to people.
I hate when people are mean to me.
I hate feeling alone....all the freaking time.
I hate when your parents are disappointed in you.
I hate my life.
But I love laughing with my friends till my tummy hurts.
I love watching home videos with everyone.
I love taking a walk right after it rains.
I love seeing that innocent look in an animals eyes.
I love the rush of being at a concert.
I love having a moment with a complete stranger in the hallway.
I love those times when the person you love is looking into your eyes and you look back.
I love making people smile.
I love those moments when your not really sure why, but your so unbelievably content with who you are.
I may hate MY life, but I love life.
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Education A Lost Cause
Education A Lost Cause
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted Feb.2010
Education was importion at one time,
now it is on the back burner not importation.
In the U.S.A. we ranked number one in education,
now in the U.S.A. we rank 13th in education.
Americans cannot even comprehend English language
besides math or science even sex education.
Americans talk with text or iming words thinking that the English language
when Americans today are alliterate cannot read or write even do math.
Our states even government wants to take away
12th grade from high school what's next?
11TH grade than no high school suppose to be going forward not backwards.
So we need to fix education and our government,
because education comes first and the fat cats like the senators,
and the congressman come last no more free rides plus free dinners.
We need to rank number one in education again!
poem by Lori Triggs
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Christmas Dreams
Christmas Dreams
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted December 19 2009
I wish for Christmas,
a full breed female pug or Yorkshire terrier dog.
I wish for Christmas,
new underwear with warm pajama's.
I wish for Christmas,
to get a single family home not in a gated community
that is stainable off the grid with 4 sided stone wall 10 feet high gated.
I wish for Christmas,
for peace on earth in every country and
good will to people to around the world.
I wish for Christmas,
for love to give everyone who is good or bad
in every country around the world.
I wish for Christmas,
for food to feed every country all the people all around the world.
I wish for Christmas,
for free healthcare for everyone in the world.
I wish for Christmas,
for climate change to be fixed
so everything go back to normal and healthy,
no green house gases, c02 admissions or
deforestation even deoceaned plus sinking Islands from melted glaciers.
I wish for Christmas,
A Merry Christmas.
poem by Lori Triggs
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Autumn Sunrise
Autumn Sunrise
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted Nov.13,2008
Autumn is here, while the cold blankets the air,
the autumn leaves show their majestic yellows,
with oranges and outstanding browns.
They fall with mysteries of the weather changes,
while the wind becomes stronger,
The colors change on the plants
with flowers even trees blooms with color.
The autumn clouds roll in to blankets
in the skies with stillness and quiet,
the coolness in the mornings with the evenings
wants you to snuggle up in a warm blanket.
Autumn trees as colorful as you can see
that is blankets the land for its winter’s dream,
The animals lay asleep while the
butterflies and birds go south for the winter.
poem by Lori Triggs
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The Anatomy of Love
Hate is love-
just standing upside-down.
Love and hate are not real opposites,
They are just the opposite sides
of the same coin.
Hate can become love very easily:
and love also can become hate
with the twinkle of an eye.
Hate is not very far from love,
Hate is just love in a disturbed state.
It is only a question of re-arranging
and hate is turned into love.
Love can become hate,
and hate can become love as well,
You hate a person
and you love the same person as well.
One moment you hate,
another moment you love-
love and hate are two sides
of the same coin.
Love and Fear are the real opposites,
Fear can never become love-
there is no way.
And love can never be fear,
there is no way.
Fear has to be dropped,
then love arises;
or love has to be forgotten,
then fear is there.
poem by Nazmul Haque
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Gulf Aftermath 2
Gulf Aftermath
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted August 15 2010
BP causes a fire ball disaster from Louisiana to Florida
tar balls with oil streaming about the ocean top,
while tar balls with oil streaming about the ocean bottom.
BP spraying some kind spray to get rid of the oil on top
even on the ocean floor killing everything in it's path marine life,
dolphins with birds found dead in Louisiana to Florida.
Louisiana afraid to fish again because they found clams dead
shrimp is alive, but afraid to fish than eat them
The same goes with the rest of marine life.
Florida afraid to fish again, because of the spray
the only place to swim is inner coastal waters as long it not the ocean,
like alligator point bay, rainbow river, the gulf ocean maybe altantic are not safe.
We cannot answer about the other two states, earth hurts for human error.
poem by Lori Triggs
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Nature's Sellout
Nature's Sellout
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted August 26,2009
A sprinkling of sunshine to sellout on the plants
While mother nature wrapped up in her shawl,
She is watching nature’s splendors around her...
It really is a paradise:
A paradise of mother nature
From earths dust on nature’s crust.
The dewy drops on mushroom caps
Are nothing less than mother nature tears,
From rolling laughter... it’s perhaps:
Mother nature with claps of thunder with lighting.
Are mother nature tears throughout the years
The crystal glow in woodland streams.
Reflects the light of mother nature
Instead of sunshine, as it seems,
When mother nature showers fall to earth:
When mother nature falls to the earth.
It seems like sunshine on the streams
The twinkling in the starry sky.
Is nothing less than mother nature
That interrupt the flares on high,
The glow of nature’s moonlit blinks:
The moonlit blinks are mother nature
That twinkle high in starry sky.
poem by Lori Triggs
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Oh first love
Oh first love
The reason for my smile
And the reason for my tears.
Oh first love
My heart's soul mate
And my heart's heart breaker.
Oh first love
The one person I can't live with
And I can't live without.
Oh first love
You've inhabited my heart
For so long I don't
See myself without you
Without your so called love
Without your lies
Without the tears that rain
Every night from my eyes
From the loneliness
And insecurities you've
Made me feel.
Oh first love
I wonder
I really wonder
If I were given a chance
To leave and forget you,
Would I?
Would I leave you?
Or being with you is such
A norm that I now enjoy it
That I don't even see anything
Wrong with it
I really do wonder
My first love.
Oh yes first love
Though you've brought pain
In my life I have to say
The little things you do
They make me enormously happy
And you the only one
Capable of making me that happy.
After all we've been through
After all you've put me through
I don't want anyone else
I want you and only you
And yes I will continue to
Love you unconditionally
With my broken heart
My first love.
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Gulf Aftermath
Gulf Aftermath
By Lori Triggs
Copyrighted August 15 2010
BP causes a fire ball disaster from Louisiana to Florida
tar balls with oil streaming about the ocean top,
while tar balls with oil streaming about the ocean bottom.
BP spraying some kind spray to get rid of the oil on top
even on the ocean floor killing everything in it's path marine life,
dolphins with birds found dead in Louisiana to Florida.
Louisiana afraid to fish again because they found clams dead
shrimp is alive, but afraid to fish than eat them
The same goes with the rest of marine life.
Florida afraid to fish again, because of the spray
the president was down here with his family
was swimming in alligator point with his daughter it was not the ocean,
alligator point bay, so he told a lie the waters are not safe.
We cannot answer about the other two states.
Do you trust BP?
Do you trust our government?
Do you trust our president?
poem by Lori Triggs
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The Greatest Plague
Hate consumes the people of the world like a
plague that kills. Turn to hate we do in times
where things are wrong in thine eyes. Try to
justify it by calling it what you like but in
the end it all amounts to hate. Someone attacks
the weak we go after them claiming justice but
we allow the anger to lead us away. Sorrow can
leads us to hate without a soul even realizing
it. So hate has the ulitmate power in this world
that call home. Hate is everything that does not
envelop love or happiness. We allow more hate
than love in this land. You can call it what you
like. Spite anger sorrow loss sadness jealousy
pain. They all lead down the road to hatred.
The paths may go in different ways but all in
in the same place. Being there alone without
a person to stand at your side. Without the
happiness and joys of life. You can say that
sorrow loss and sadness are not hate but when
you think about it your sorrow can turn feeling
sorrow for a person can turn to hurting another
you feel anger towards those who would not help.
Loss you blame someone or something for taking
someone away from you. Perhaps your loss can
change into seeking vengence. Sadness how could
it turn you wander but sadness it self it loss
and sorrow. When sad you are easily swayed by
one of great influence good or bad. Hate has
the power to do more to us than one can ever
think or imagine. For those who do no see it
just turn the pages back in time and all shall
be revealed then. Hate is destroying us swiftly
one day at a time. Hate is the worlds greatest
plague.
poem by Jacob Adams
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Love: Don't Heartbreak Me
Love:
Where roses and chocolates
enrich a cold Valentine's Day
where love is as sweet as the name itself
and yet as cold as ice itself
for with love comes heartbreak
and with every heartbreak
comes pain and despair
where chocolate mends one's broken heart
and yet one's heart is struck with a knife
as sharp as glass and painful as hurt itself
where one's heart is melted away
into the deep dark chasms of heartbreak
slowly melting away like a candlestick into the night
dissipating incense of cries and tears
where the pain and hurt lies
forever haunting the soul of lives
for love is not a game, but a real thing
for love is sweet like chocolate
and cannot be unglued
for love is real and so is my love
which will always be true and cannot be unglued
so don't heartbreak me!
poem by Brett Strotman
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Fear Is The Opposite Of Love
'Fear is the opposite of love: it will transmogrify love into hate; the more intense and real the love, the more deceitful and surreal, the hate; the difference is that 'hate' is temporary; love is forever, and will shine through in the end, conquering all, especially hate, in any form that it may take. Hate breeds all negative emotions, like anger, false blame, deceit, etc., while love breeds all positive emotions, like faith, compassion, respect and empathy. NEVER choose hate, all that will do is tear apart the fabric of what makes you a beautiful person and turn you into that which you loathe the most, a manipulative, deceitful, conniving monster'
~Maurice Harris,11 January 2012
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I Know a Girl
I have a friend that I have never met.
A friend of two people.
Of two lives.
One people see and one people don’t.
One writes of pain and heartache while the other,
Lives within.
She wants to be that person trapped inside,
although she doesn’t know her customs.
Her poetry consist of tears and heartbreak.
Yet, the only thing I see is,
The smile she brings to my face,
a great person to talk to,
cause she'll make you laugh,
even if you wanna cry.
I wonder how such a beautiful person,
Could be gray to so many people.
I wish I could tell her everything,
Is going to be O.K. in time of doubt.
But she is the one that has to dig into herself,
To figure out how to become that person,
She wants to be, she needs to be, and I know she is.
Her writing may be made of pain and weakness.
But all I see is,
A smile that makes everyone like her,
That has great strength to get her through hardships.
She is some one I tell my secrets too.
Someone that sees me for who I am,
The me without the mask,
The me with not such a smooth shall,
And is unsure about her next move.
I only show her this cause for almost a year,
She has always been there for me.
THAX ESPN CHICK you’re the best! ! ! !
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Stay with me for awhile
I love the way you laugh,
I love the way you smile.
I wish that you could come,
and stay for more than awhile.
There is so much I have to say,
so much I want to do.
So much I want to tell you,
like the three words I love you.
Do you know that I'm in love,
with the person that I see?
The person who's in hiding,
the person right next to me.
I love you oh so much,
How is it you can't tell?
Do you know what it's like,
to seek the person for whom you've fell?
-I know I love you,
but to me I doubt you feel the same.
Is it really true,
that love and life are like a game?
I wish that things were different,
and you and I could be,
but I dare not ask too much,
so your choices are all free.