Poetical Intentions
Poetical Intentions
Poetical Intentions
There was once an American dream
A house a job and a car or three with a cat in the yard
And the yard in Malibu Beach is this dream still out of reach
What is wrong with this picture is the angle of the stream
The entrance of the price list the fortune is too steep
The thing you want for money is my soul
Just let it tremble all away the underneath of tree is fine for a place to lay me down to sleep just keep the drunks and murderers from me and let me rest in peace and poverty
Hard at work or hardly working are you holding up that fence by leaning on it are you concerned at all with the work to hand
What-what-what am eye paying you for where is the thing where is the fun the toil and sweat is left somewhere else to do today
Eye must begin to win the poverty away to gamble and to theft
To golden gods and goddesses bereft
Eye am a poet with intentions.
poem by Charles Hice
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Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
Baby do you understand me now
If sometimes you see that I'm mad
Don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel?
When everything goes wrong I seem bad
Well I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Baby sometimes I'm so carefree
with a joy that's hard to hide
Then sometimes again it seems that all I have is worry
And then you bound to see my other side
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
If I seem edgy
I want you to know
That I never meant to take it out on you
Life has its problems
and I have my share
And that's me one thing I never wanna do
Baby
Don't you know I'm human
I have thoughts like any other one?
Oh when sometimes I find myself alone regretting
Some little thing
Some simple thing I've done
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Please don't let me be misunderstood
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Don't Leet Me Be Misunderstood
Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see I'm mad
Doncha know that no one alive can always be an angel?
When everything goes wrong you see some bad
Well I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Ya know sometimes baby I'm so carefree
with a joy that's hard to hide
Then sometimes it seems again that all I have is worry
And then you burn to see my other side
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
If I seem edgy
I want you to know
I never meant to take it out on you
Life has its problems
and I get more than my share
but that's me one thing I never mean to do
Cos I love you
Oh baby
I'm just human
Don't you know I have faults like anyone?
Sometimes I find myself alone regretting
some little fooling thing
some simple thing that I've done
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
I try so hard
So don't let me be misunderstood
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Dont Let Me Be Misunderstood
(1964) gloria caldwell, sol marcus, bennie benjamin
Baby you understand me now
If sometimes you see Im mad
Doncha know that no one alive can always be an angel?
When everything goes wrong you see some bad
Well Im just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord, please dont let me be misunderstood
Ya know sometimes baby Im so carefree
With a joy thats hard to hide
Then sometimes it seems again that all I have is worry
And then you burn to see my other side
But Im just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord, please dont let me be misunderstood
If I seem edgy
I want you to know
I never meant to take it out on you
Life has its problems
And I get more than my share
But thats me one thing I never mean to do
Cos I love you
Oh baby
Im just human
Dont you know I have faults like anyone?
Sometimes I find myself alone regretting
Some little fooling thing
Some simple thing that Ive done
Im just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh lord, please dont let me be misunderstood
I try so hard
So dont let me be misunderstood
song performed by by Nina Simone
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Best Of Intentions
I had big plans for our future
Said I'd give you the whole world somehow
I tried makin' good on that promise
Thought I'd be so much further by now
Never could build you a castle
Even though you're the queen of my heart
But I've had the best of intentions from the start
Now some people think I'm a loser
'Cause I seldom get things right
But you make me feel like a winner
When you wrap me in your arms so tight
Please tell me you will remember
No matter how much I do wrong
That I had the best of intentions all along
Chorus:
I gave you a ring
And I promised you things
I always thought we'd do
But my best-laid plans
Slipped right through my hands
To show my love for you
And if you could read my heart
Then you'd know without exception
It was all with the best of intentions
Chorus
So here I am asking forgiveness
And praying that you'll understand
Don't think I take you for granted
Girl, I know just how lucky I am
Though you deserve so much better
You won't find devotion more true
'Cause I've had the best of intentions
Girl, I've had the best of intentions
Yes, I've had the best of intentions loving you
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.
Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’
Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!
So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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It's Only Money
I smirk when people say 'it's only money' and with very little money we get by
But money it can do a lot for people and not much of course that money cannot buy
And money it can be your greatest ally and open doors to opportunity
If you could make one wish and one wish only I'm sure you would not wish for poverty.
I'm sure you would not wish to be a pauper for that would hardly be a dream come true
But perhaps you might wish for a billion dollars and change
your mind whilst wishing and wish for two
For there is no such thing as too much money with money you can do good for the poor
You can help them for to make a new beginning by making them financially secure.
To all of you who say it's only money you ought to know that words to speak are cheap
The one who struggles to pay his house mortgage for lack of money finds it hard to sleep
He has to support his wife and young children and he has to work hard just to make ends meet
You don't find rolls of notes growing on the tree tops and you don't find rolls of notes along the street.
It's true that money doesn't guarantee you happiness you've heard the tale of the unhappy king
But to those who struggle just for to make ends meet the money is the most important thing
And if you have millions you are very powerful though physically you may seem quite small
And 'it's only money' what a load of rubbish about the most
Important thing of all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Promises Made Never Discharged
good intentions
promises
made but never paid
still outstanding today
good intentions
meant
for tomorrow do not
count today no way
good intentions
promises
made but never kept
haunt betrayals felt
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Living Large In Poverty
All things being equal I'd rather be rich,
However, thing don't always work out,
So I'm resigned to spend my time in poverty,
Working in the dirt and grime.
Why, or why me Lord, I may ask,
Gently proding the almighty for just one task,
I wondered if it would be possible,
Just bless me temporarily the ability to pay my bills,
Then I will be a changed fellow.
I then figured then that money was my problem.
What I didn't realize then,
But I do now,
It isn't a matter of money,
It is a matter of know how.
Now matter how you work,
You may never get ahead,
And then there are people who just work themselves dead.
I looked in the mirror and then decided,
Give me the poverty,
And all I need is the serenity,
To be able to live comfortably,
Now, I live with my means,
Not wanting for things,
And I'm very happy.
You may ask, what did I learn?
I will say, ' Living in poverty is not so bad,
Especially if you have a rich dad! '
poem by Nadalia Bagratuni
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Lost in the Cycle
Work work work work, work work work work, work work work work
STOP
and
do
nothing
'cause there is nothing to do
even though there is always something to do
but why would you do that?
Stay up
No sleep
Go to sleep
Peace
Except not
Because the brain still says 'Go! '
When you say
'No!
Rest! '
No Rest
Come back to consciousness?
You never left,
did you?
Begin repeat
poem by Jessica Cummings
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Good Intentions
Mama always prayed that Id be a better man than daddy
And I determined not to let her down
Deserted by the man she loved and left to raise four children
We were the local gossip of the town.
I promised her that Id live right and not be like the others
But I wound up in jail on chrismas day
I told her Id be home and not to worry bout my brothers
When I got home my mom had passed away
(chorus)
And I hear tell the road to hell is paved with good intentions
And mama my intentions were the best
Theres lotsa things in my life I just as soon not mention
Looks like Ive turned out like all the rest
But mama my intentions were the best
A little boy with big blue eyes a-beggin to go fishing
I promised him but never took the time
Now they wont let me see him and I sit here a-wishing
Wishin I could hold him one more time
(repeat chorus)
But mama my intentions were the best
song performed by by Randy Travis
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Another Sunny Afternoon
Another sunny afternoon,
Everyone is off to the beach,
Everyone except me,
I’m at work and it is out of my reach.
Time is slipping through my fingers,
Work is all I ever seem to do,
There are others like me,
Mr. Benefit’s cheat its not you.
How can you live with yourself?
Down at the beach scuba diving,
Tax payers hard at work,
Paying for your skiving.
Living off my sweat,
Receiving everything for free,
I’m working like a slave,
You’re lounging by the sea.
You know all the tricks,
You live with no shame,
Tell me your secrets,
How do you play this game?
I am a worker,
I can hardly pay my rent,
Yet for you,
A big fat Giro is sent.
Where is the justice in this?
I pay for your drugs and beer,
You have it good,
Of debt you have no fear.
Just another sunny afternoon,
I’m hard at work,
Mr. Lazy’s on the beach,
So tell me who is the silly jerk.
© Steven Barry Reeve
poem by Steven Reeve
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To do things wrong with best intentions is better than acting to the letter of the law with evil intentions.
The Shadow Inside My Shadow
poverty is not my cousin,
is not my lover,
is not my preacher,
poverty is not my brother.
poverty is not my prayer,
or the song that i sing
is not my answer
poverty is not my dream.
poverty is not my teacher,
not the hand that i hold.
poverty is not my anger,
not my spirit, not my soul.
ah! but this poverty is real
it races thru my mind
crashes into my heart,
& leaves me deaf and blind.
poverty is my companion.
the aching cold inside my hollow.
the blow behind my eyes,
poverty is the shadow
inside my shadow.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Say Something
Have you ever gotten tired of hearing,
From those who say...
'I have good intentions.'
As if that statement is up for debate.
If anyone had good intentions,
Wouldn't you think,
Those intentions clearly...
Would be done and not mentioned?
It's like someone who has an expectation.
And the rising of excitement,
That teases with anticipation.
A frustration enters,
When disappointment arrives.
And here it is...
Excuses and lies!
Have you ever gotten tired of hearing,
From those who say...
'I have good intentions.'
As if that statement is up for debate.
And you are left sitting to wonder,
Between hesitation and comments to make.
But your lips remain sealed.
However...
Your eyes are not connected,
To an expected acceptance of your patience.
'You look as if you can kill me!
Say something.
I meant to call you.
You know that.
Say something.
Say 'something'...
Anything! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: The Magic of Poverty
A birth in poverty is luck supreme!
A death in poverty, a great blessing;
A life of poverty is rare a dream;
Achievements great, stark poverty can bring.
’Tis poverty that goads nations do feats;
’Tis poverty that stimulates scientists;
In everything, poverty, wealth just beats;
The greatest men were in poverty’s lists.
And poverty lessens our worries much;
Account to God will be much easier;
Poverty gives the saint a divine touch;
In poverty, poets can fly higher!
Poverty helps to shun worldly pleasures;
A soul in poverty, Heaven allures.
9-14-2002
poem by John Celes
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I Will Have To Work Hard
I will have to work hard
I will have to work hard
This world is a mischief, full of hazards
I can not sleep, i may not be in the womb
A dream is nourishing, smoldering like a bomb
People are racing towards a dark cave
This dream is heady, but not a dupe slave
An eye in a dream or a dream in an eye
Hatched in black, exploring a blue sky
It is still tidy, doesn't need any nard
I will have to work hard
I will have to work hard
It is clean, It is holy
empowered by God
It's soul is almighty with healthy bod
A long way to go, a long way to go
Wings are mature, now ground is below
never weary, never desire a bard
I will have to work hard
I will have to work hard
poem by Mayur Gupta
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Missing You
An hour into my shirt
I'm covered from head to toe
Drilling oil from the bottom
Of the Gulf of Mexico
SUn's on the rise
Sweat rolling black down my face
Work until i cant move
Another back-breaking typical day
Chorus:
I've weathered waterspouts and hurricanes
Hailstorms and driving rain
And missing you
Ive worked through broken drills
And bustedhands
Weeks without seeing dry land
And missing you
I'll work as hard as any man
But until I'm home with you again
The toughest thing out here
That i go through is
Missing you
I lay down on my bed
And stare at the picture of you
Barefoot on the beach
Looking at me the way you do
I fal asleep with your letter in my hands
Dream about you until
That ol' whistle starts screaming again
(repeat chorus)
Ill work as hard as any man
But until im home with you again
The toughest thing out here
That i go through is
Missing you
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Missing You
An hour into my shirt
I'm covered from head to toe
Drilling oil from the bottom
Of the Gulf of Mexico
SUn's on the rise
Sweat rolling black down my face
Work until i cant move
Another back-breaking typical day
Chorus:
I've weathered waterspouts and hurricanes
Hailstorms and driving rain
And missing you
Ive worked through broken drills
And bustedhands
Weeks without seeing dry land
And missing you
I'll work as hard as any man
But until I'm home with you again
The toughest thing out here
That i go through is
Missing you
I lay down on my bed
And stare at the picture of you
Barefoot on the beach
Looking at me the way you do
I fal asleep with your letter in my hands
Dream about you until
That ol' whistle starts screaming again
(repeat chorus)
Ill work as hard as any man
But until im home with you again
The toughest thing out here
That i go through is
Missing you
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Tell All Your Friends
Staring up to reach a star
Contemplating life on Mars
Life's a colourful magazine
I'm an eggshell under feet
'Til I see this house under pale blue skies
With golden fields that burn your eyes
So let's take a drive underneath the sun
New intentions all around
Put the brakes on, slow it down
Trying to find a new release
Find a space that you can breathe
But I've seen a house under pale blue skies
With golden fields that will burn your eyes
So let's take a drive underneath the sun
But don't come around, pulling me down
Telling the world I'll let you down
Just tell all your friends
I wanna dream with you
So tell all your friend's, the neighbours too
CNN and BBC World News
Tell all your friends
I wanna dream with you
Tell all your friends
Tell all your friends
I don't wanna sit here catching flies
'Cause I've seen this house under pale blue skies
With golden fields that will burn your eyes
So let's take a drive underneath the sun
But don't come around, pulling me down
Telling the world I'll let you down
Just tell all your friends
I wanna dream with you
So tell all your friend's and neighbours too
CNN and BBC World News
Tell all your friends
I wanna dream with you
Tell all your friends
song performed by by Feeder
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Money Is Most Important
At the top of people's new year's wish list you won't find poverty
For money speaks every language as most would agree
A lack of money in people causes low self esteem
Money is the most important thing to most it does seem
Yes money is the most important thing
The praises of a pauper you will not hear one sing
Music, song and dance may be food of the soul
But people with plenty of money of power have control
And of the World that we live in it does seem sad to say
That money speaks every language in the World of today
Yes money to many it does matter most
To a pauper anyone does not drink a toast
And you will not find many to embrace poverty
Money is most important as most would agree.
poem by Francis Duggan
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