Me in a Nutshell! ! !
I have been told that I am beautiful, smart, tall and innocent;
But that is what other people who don't know me well say.
From those who know me and they can back me up,
I am as innocent as a sharp knife, meaning I am not innocent at all.
I may be smart in which I am.
I am pretty not beautiful.
And I am not tall at all,
I am more of a medium height.
I am the doom of my sanity.
This is me according to me;
No-one else!
poem by MaddiiAnne O'Leary
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Innocent World
I used to live in an innocent world
I had a car and a pretty blond girlfriend
We was too young to know what we were doing
And anyway I was just fooling around
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
With a cute little monkey on my back
And a total disregard for the facts
Id run away and never get back
From my innocent world
There aint no reason to tell no lie
When youre young and youve got a lot of pie
Now I slink around like a killer
The things they say are just a lot of filler
In my mind, in my mind
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Running, laughing in the sun
And always having lots of fun
Smoking dope and just being young
In my innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
With a cute little monkey on my back
And a total disregard for the facts
Id run away and never get back
From my innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
Innocent innocent innocent world
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Beautiful Girl
Beautiful girl
You're not like this world
There's no pain or loss
To be found in your eyes
Chorus:
Beautiful girl
So innocent and naive
You're not aware
That you shouldn't always believe
Beautiful girl
You're like a little, lost pearl
So precious and pure
And so very rare
Chorus:
Beautiful girl
So innocent and naive
You're not aware
That you shouldn't always believe
Beautiful girl
You're trying to find your place in this world
You don't think you ever will
But I believe in you
Chorus:
Beautiful girl
So innocent and naive
You're not aware
That you shouldn't always believe
Bridge:
Beautiful girl
You're now in a whirl
You tried all the things
That you were told to
And you've realized
That they were all lies
It didn't make you feel good
Like they promised it would
Alt. Chorus
Beautiful girl
You're no longer innocent or naive
You've given up on everyone
Cause you don't know who to believe
Beautiful girl
You've got so much potential
Don't let those mistakes get you down
You're better than that
I know it for a fact
Beautiful girl
You no longer want to be a part of that world
You gave your heart away to it
And now you have to try to get it back bit by bit
poem by Hillary Unknown
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Innocent
Oh, johnny wishes he was famous
Spends his time alone in the basement
With lennon and cobain and
A guitar and a stereo
And while he wishes he could escape this
But it all seems so contagious
Not to be yourself and faceless
And a song that has no soul
I remember feeling low
I remember losing hope
And I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
Oh, I dreamed of losing faith and what she knows
And some music hits on the foreclose
Thinks of surgery and a new nose
And the galleries of war
And while she wishes she was a dancer
And that shed never heard of cancer
She wishes God would give her some answers
And make her feel beautiful
I remember feeling low
I remember losing hope
I remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
One day, youll have to let it go
Youll have to let it go
No...
One day, youll stand up on your own
Youll stand up on your own
Remember losing hope
Remember feeling low
Remember all the feelings and the day they stopped
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are, we are all innocent
We are all innocent
We are, we are...
We are (one day), we are all innocent
We are all innocent (youll have to let it go)
We are, we are (youll have to let it go, no..)
We are (one day), we are all innocent
We are, we are (youll stand up on your own)
We are, we are all innocent (youll stand up on your own..)
We are, we are all innocent
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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We May Be Little
We may be little, not to tall,
but the love we share is above all.
To be little is just fine,
if I were tall I'd run, and hide.
Short people are here to stay,
so giants get out of our way.
Trampled in life by big people's laughs, because they think we are so small,
they think they are so smart, just because they are tall.
Ha! ! I say to these giants, for short is all right,
and if they don't like us because of our height,
We won't go down without a fight.
(I wrote this back when I was a teenager, and living in Chicago.
poem by Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson
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Sweet And Innocent
Lots of loves are precious
Lots of loves are true
But they can't make the kind of love
I get from loving you
Sweet and innocent is your love to me
The way you hold me not too tight
The tender way you kiss goodnight
Makes you the one exactly right for me
Young and beautiful
Is the love I get from you
They say that you dont know the score
For this I love you even more
Young and beautiful, sweet and innocent
Sweet and innocent
Like the love I get from you
They say that you don't know the score
For this I love you even more
Young and beautiful, sweet and innocent
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Sweet & Innocent
Sherrill/hall
Lots of loves are precious
Lots of loves are true
But they cant make the kind of love
I get from loving you
Sweet and innocent is your love to me
The way you hold me not too tight
The tender way you kiss goodnight
Makes you the one exactly right for me
Young and beautiful
Is the love I get from you
They say that you dont know the score
For this I love you even more
Young and beautiful, sweet and innocent
Sweet and innocent
Like the love I get from you
They say that you dont know the score
For this I love you even more
Young and beautiful, sweet and innocent
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Innocent
You know I am innocent
Innocent is not always
Innocent you argue
And I disagree.
I am innocent and different
You know and recognise
And I make myself ready
To compose this.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Billy Joel's Innocent Man
(for a friend somewhere, i am dedicating this song)
Some people stay far away from the door
If there's a chance of it opening up
They hear a voice in the hall outside
And hope that it just passes by
Some people live with the fear of a touch
And the anger of having been a fool
They will not listen to anyone
So nobody tells them a lie
I know you're only protecting yourself
I know you're thinking of somebody else
Someone who hurt you
But I'm not above
Making up for the love
You've been denying you could ever feel
I'm not above doing anything
To restore your faith if I can
Some people see through the eyes of the old
Before they ever get a look at the young
I'm only willing to hear you cry
Because I am an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
Some people say they will never believe
Another promise they hear in the dark
Because they only remember too well
They heard somebody tell them before
Some people sleep all alone every night
Instead of taking a lover to bed
Some people find that it's easier to hate
Than to wait anymore
I know you don't want to hear what I say
I know you're gonna keep turning away
But I've been there and if I can survive
I can keep you alive
I'm not above going through it again
I've not above being cool for a while
If you're cruel to me
I'll understand
Some people run from a possible fight
Some people figure they can never win
And although this is a fight I can lose
The accused is an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes I am
An innocent man
You know you only hurt yourself out of spite
I guess you'd rather be a martyr tonight
That's your decision
But I'm not below
Anybody I know
If there's a chance of resurrecting a love
I'm not above going back to the start
To find out where the heartache began
Some people hope for a miracle cure
Some people just accept the world as it is
But I'm not willing to lay down and die
Because I am an innocent man
I am an innocent man
Oh yes
I am
An innocent man
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I'm Innocent
She says I raped her but I'm innocent.
We were on a date;
She invited me back to her place.
We hugged and kissed for awhile;
I told a joke that made her smile.
Then we kissed a little more
and my nature started to grow.
So I begin to lay her down;
and feel my hands all around.
I saw that her nipples were getting hard;
so I figured it was time for me to spread her legs apart.
Her lips said no but the rest of her said yes;
so I proceed on my quest.
Now when I finished because she was wet I knew she was satisfied.
So I don't understand why she lied.
She accused me a rape.
I'm innocent we were on a date.
I'm innocent?
I'm innocent?
Aren't I?
Innocent
I guess you really did it this time
Left yourself in your warpath
Lost your balance on a tightrope
Lost your mind tryin' to get it back
Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days?
Always a bigger bed to crawl into
Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in
everything
And everybody believed in you?
It's alright, just wait and see
Your string of lights is still bright to me
Oh, who you are is not where you've been.
You're still an innocent,
You're still an innocent.
Did some things you can't speak of
But at night you live it all again
You wouldn't be shattered on the floor
now
If only you would seen what you know now
then
Wasn't it easier in your firefly-catchin'
days?
When everything out of reach, someone
bigger brought down to you
Wasn't it beautiful runnin' wild 'til you fell
asleep
Before the monsters caught up to you?
It's alright, just wait and see
Your string of lights is still bright to me
Oh, who you are is not where you've been
You're still an innocent
It's okay, life is a tough crowd
32, and still growin' up now
Who you are is not what you did.
You're still an innocent.
Time turns flames to embers
You'll have new Septembers
Every one of us has messed up too
Lives change like the weather
I hope you remember
Today is never too late to be brand new
It's alright, just wait and see
Your string of lights is still bright to me
Oh, who you are is not where you've been
You're still an innocent.
It's okay, life is a tough crowd
32, and still growin' up now
Who you are is not what you did
You're still an innocent.
You're still an innocent.
Lost your balance on a tightrope.
It's never too late to get it back.
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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Dont Cut Me Down
(olivia newton-john)
Im tall I need room to grow
I need the sun in my eyes
My home is the earth below
One day I know I will touch the sky
Dont cut me down
For I am innocent
Dont cut me down
I am your friend
I sigh when the four winds blow
I cry when the cool rains fall
I shine in the moonlights glow
I am a home for the great and small
Dont cut me down
For I am innocent
Dont cut me down
I am your friend
Give me a year
A year another year
It takes me time for new life to appear
You cut me down
Quicker than I can regrow
Give me a chance
I am the air you breathe
Imagine what life would be without me
I have been here
Longer than you have you know
Harvest the seeds you sow
Dont cut me down
For I am innocent
Dont cut me down
I am your friend
Im tall I need room to grow
I need the sun in my eyes
My home is the earth below
One day I know I will touch the sky
Dont cut me down
For I am innocent
Dont cut me down
I am your friend
For I will never mend
Dont cut me down
I am your friend
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Dj
DJ is my brother,
We dont have the same father but we do have the same mother,
He lives in colorodo,
And i live in Massachusets,
I never get to see him,
So i never get to tell him how much i love him,
He is tall and smart,
I am tall and somewhat smart,
He is loveing and careing,
And i miss him so much,
poem by Samantha Guinen
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Innocent Child
In the eyes of an innocent child, you see all, you know all.
In the eyes of an innocent child, you know why the sky is blue and the
leaves fall.
In the eyes of an innocent child, There is no peace and there is no
war.
In the eyes of an innocent child, There is only peaceful co-existance.
In the eyes of an innocent child, There is only here and now and
nothing in the distance.
In the eyes of an innocent child, there are the colours of the rainbow,
black and white.
In the eyes of an innocent child, Grey areas are not right.
We look at things in grey, black and white, but not like a rainbow.
Some say we even look through rose coloured glasses.
It would be nice if we could look at the world through the eyes of an
innocent child.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Being Tall
Those men who are considered tall,
defined as more than five foot nine,
are smarter than the ones who’re small.
that’s less than five foot nine. That’s fine
by me, for I was, in my prime,
a little more than five foot ten,
and though I’ve shrunk, it’s not yet time
for me to join the little men
who’re under five foot nine, becoming
less smart than I was when I stood
as tall as smart men, not down dumbing
myself so I’d be understood
by those who are so tiny that
they cannot follow mighty minds
of those who’re tall. Nobility
of soul I claim so long as I
retain with my virility
the size that girls like in a guy,
not small but smart. I’ll deal with fat
in my next poem. Big behinds
don’t correlate with smartness but
that topic is on my agenda
in what I'll call 'Of Brain and Butt, ”
which is a head and tail rear-ender.
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Who You Calling Shorty
I am the short girl who
is always at the end of the line
looking up at the shoulders of others
and I don't' like that.
All the models are tall and have long legs
me, I'm short and made to feel like a child
especially when standing in line staring at backs.
I am the short girl.
So I stand back when tall people approach
so as to not have to crane my neck looking up
I like shorter men most times for the same reasons and more
I have learned to resent the tall shelves built into my kitchen
and subway straps which stop too short
for me to reach.
Overly tall heels make me look like a stork walking
and hurt my feet;
I am the short girl
and I see guys
looking over my head
at other girls
when we talk.
So I make up for it by being smart
and putting cushions on my chair
by being a good dancer on the dance floor
although they told me I didn't have 'good lines'
in my ballerina class.
I am the short girl
and don't know what to do.
What would you do
if you were me?
I guess I could stop complaining
and grow up
but only if I could;
see what I mean?
Short people are the unseen minority
and please tell the rap people
to stop calling me shortie;
that is rubbing it in.
Some of us have bone implants
put into our shins
to gain an inch
but that is not me
that seems drastic and risky.
So I will relax into my navel landscape
and looking up at chins;
I suppose life could be worse
than merely being always called shortie.
But folks keep in mind
true though that might be
us short people
don't like that only our height is being seen
as the most important thing
people see.
So all you storks
gangly and tottering
know by aged 60
you will all lose height
and you tall folks
will sink right down
to the same height
as the rest of us.
Then you and I will
come to see eye to eye.
Until then
see this as the short person's manifesto.
(Smile)
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Ignorance Is Beautiful
She taught me two things,
‘Ignorance and Beautiful.'
One day, she told me,
'Let me tell you,
The meaning of Beautiful.
God is beautiful,
Nature is beautiful,
Life is beautiful,
Love is beautiful,
Care is beautiful,
Share is beautiful,
Understanding is beautiful,
Trust is beautiful,
Faith is beautiful,
Passion is beautiful,
Compassion is beautiful,
Air is beautiful,
Water is beautiful,
Earth is beautiful,
Fire is beautiful,
Energy is beautiful,
Here is beautiful,
There is beautiful,
Everywhere is beautiful,
Everyone is beautiful,
Everything is beautiful.'
I had to intervene,
'Looks the universe is beautiful,
But what is most beautiful? '
The reply comes full and straight,
'Ignorance is awesomely beautiful.'
Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar
poem by Sanjeev Kumar
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Either Fahrenheit or Centigrade?
Inside this rickety rib cage
Hanging the precious fragile heart
and the warmth of the furnace
Either Farenheit or Centigrade
That doesn't make any difference
and through the weak human veins
Carries the innocent red blood?
The kind & smart politicians
Speak all the languages of the World fluently
except the needy?
They make unnecessary rage battlefields
for shedding the innocent red blood?
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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The Innocent Child
I was just a child, an innocent child
I didn't know when, I didn't know how.
I was just a child, an innocent child.
She couldn't save me from what happened,
even though she tried. She always tried.
she was my guardian angel.
I was just a child, an innocent child.
I couldn't be saved then, and I cant be saved now.
The dark angel came over, knocked on my door.
sucked the life out of my family, I was only 5.
I was just a child, and innocent child.
I didn't understand, Where did they go? What happened to mommy and daddy? What happened to sissy? Why didn't they come home last night?
They brought the car to my house, thought someone else would be home, but it was just me, just a little 5 year old..I looked at it... I saw the twists and the turns... the dents and the broken glass.. the scars will always be there.. I see it slamming into a ditch..rolling, rolling, and when it stops.
Silence...
I was just a child, an innocent child.
I didn't understand. how could that happen.. what happened?
I was just an innocent child, the innocent child.
She went away that night.. and she never came back.
poem by Forever Gone
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The rose that bares no thorn
The rose that bares no thorn
~
How beautiful and pure
How sweetly kind and innocent
How loving to look upon
The rose that bares no thorn
Gentle to the tender touch
Pleasing to the hearts own eye
Of all that is beautiful
Is seen and known with joy
Seasoned into memory
To grow and flower once more
Let love be known and named
Then kept forevermore
As natural as the morning dew
So still, sweet and innocent
Never to cut or hurt
The rose that bares no thorn
Is a love in full bloom
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Bartender On A Corner
she was not beautiful
but her hair
raven,
it was her darkness i caught
i watched
her moves
knowing she was not
anything
more than young
i was old
but so is everyone
i often wonder
why men do the evil
they do
but stand defiantly
innocent
for a crime un-worthy
of forgiveness
and then i wonder why
so many pass through
systems
un-noticed by the many
because they are 'guilty'
until DNA proves
them innocent
of everything
a jury thought? !
for this i pondered
and this i wondered
what we think may not be
exact
and she may not be,
but i spent my moments
wondering
of the difference
considering
something that could not be