The Sun Set and The Sun Rise
The soft trees sound,
The dark sky,
The sun is the most beautiful thing,
If you see the dark with me you can understand,
The sun is the good and nice people,
The dark is the evil and hate,
This is what are world is like,
Dark and evil,
The world was once good and nice,
Where no one killed each other,
The sun that rises is the good people,
So in the morning the world is good,
But at the end the world is dead,
What one do you like more,
The sun set or the sun rise.
poem by Gabriel Anhorn
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The War Between Light and Dark
The disasters in this
world of ours-
terrorists and
killings and such.
The good is also there-
humanitarians and
love and charity.
Every day there are
throws and kicks in the
war between
good and evil.
The war between
light and dark.
Sometimes it seems
as if one side is winning,
but the next it has lost.
People despise the
dark, but it serves as
a complicated balance.
Without dark,
there is no light.
Without light,
there is no dark.
No challenges,
no tests,
no good,
no evil,
no reason to even
live.
Light and dark-
the ironic
saviors of the
Earth.
poem by Jenna Dandurand
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The Rainbow Of Life
What happens after a rain?
When the sun comes out
A rainbow is formed
What's at the end of it?
That's the age old question is it not?
But really what's at the end?
You might say gold or you might not
What's at the end of it?
Is there two worlds
Is there gold
What is there?
I think there are two worlds
One world is more of a magical one
That everyone wants to go to
But the other one is dark and not so magical
And almost no one wants to go to
For we live in the middle
Our world is good and evil
Magical but dark
Filled with death but new life
If we are good people here then we go to heaven
The magical world
Heaven is like riding trough beautiful meadows
On a gorgeous horse
But if we are bad people we go to hell
The dark side and not so magical world
Hell is as if you were to bath in a sea of blood
With all tears of misery surrounding you
Witch one are you going to
Have you been a good person?
Done all the right things
In your life time
Or have betrayed the angle on your shoulder
I'm going to heaven not because I've
Done all the right things in my life
Because I'm a good person
Maybe not out side but inside
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When Good Meets Evil
When good meets evil the world twist into one.
When good turns bad the earth is right again.
When your mean im nice and im sound.
You try to make the world go round.
When good meets evil the moon meets the sun.
When good meets evil life truly has become.
Real or Fake?
Nice or Mean?
Love is rough.
Love is dumb.
When good meets evil love has truly won.
poem by Debbie Ledford
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In the World of Good and Evil
In the world of good and evil
One often categorizes them as one or the other
Simply put, it is not always the case:
I may kill someone for hurting you
I may hate someone for crying
I may love someone regardless
Of it being deserved or not
One may love and hate another equally
Is this good, or is this bad?
Something we often forget to remember
Is which category we would place ourselves in
If you are good, what qualifications have you?
If you are bad, is it by choice or force?
Is it the world you live in to make you one way or the other?
Or perhaps the people you are often around?
Don't call someone evil without first understanding
What and why
Don't assume all is good
Without proof that there lies no harm
The difficult truth is that
One cannot be either good or evil
It is a mix, with one outweighing the other
In certain aspects
Perhaps my thoughts are evil
And my actions good
Or my actions evil
But my mind repentant
One would believe that we had figured this out long ago
But no, this is not the case
For we try to classify as one or the other
To categorize, in order to ignore flaws and differences
Between stereotypes and truths
So which are you?
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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My success and my misfortunes, the bright and the dark days I have gone through, everything has proved to me that in this world, either physical or moral, good comes out of evil just as well as evil comes out of good.
quote by Giacomo Casanova
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Good verse Evil
There could be a time
When good is defeated
When lights vanish from time
When the sun does not rise
There will be only night
In night there will be only darkness
And in darkness there will be only evil
There could be a time
When evil is defeated
When the dark is banished to the fiery depths of hell
There will be only happiness
People will not live in fear
The earth will be blinded in light
And in light there will be only good
But you have a choice
You can choose to fight the dark
And conquer the evil
Laughter is the best weapon against evil!
poem by Blair Williams
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The Gunpowder Plot (Let This Be A Lesson)
Your idea's liked by us,
but son, you know too much.
If you won't be a slave,
we'll send you to your grave!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
Don't let him up on stage;
He'll end our golden age.
The world's not ready yet;
Take him out, he's a threat!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
The bodies pile up;
everyone knows too much.
The world's not ready yet;
Take them out, they're a threat!
In good versus evil,
evil always prevails!
Because there is no good,
evil always prevails!
The world's not ready yet;
The world's not ready yet!
Let this be a lesson;
Your product's a lemon!
poem by Michael Fischer
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We can't be called people anymore
In my world there are secrets untold......
There is evil unleashed
The devil is in your head
God has died and unlives forever
Bc in my world life has not existed yet
Love is not a word
Hate is what we believe in
In my world there are people that kill souls
Souls whom have killed
Bc in my world this life people think they have.......I have taken it away from them I have taken there souls I have killed the good and in my world there is nothing else.........but to die..........luisa aka ÞŠŸÇHÖ
poem by Luisa Sanchez
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I Better Be Good
If I ain't cool
My daddy gonna send me
To Military School
If I ain't nice
My girlie gonna freeze me
With cold shoulder ice
If I'm real late
My teacher gonna use me
For alligator bait
So, I better be good
I better be good
If I jump on the gas
The cops are gonna jump
All over my back
If I smoke too much
Doctor says he's gonna
Put my lungs in a crutch
If I'm caught without my pants
Consuelo's dad is gonna shoot
Until he sees me dance
So, I better be good
I had better be good
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
You better be nice tonight
If I spray it on the seat
Lady gonna tie a big knot
In the meat
If I spewey too fast
Lover's gonna stick
My Wrangler in a cast
If zipper grabs skin
I'll know I had it out
When I shoulda kept it in
Ow.
I better be good
I better be good
I better be good
Ooh.
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
I'd better be nice tonight - yeah
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
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When the World Goes Dark
when the world goes dark
and the grief emerges
washes over your being
pushing over your mind
when the world goes dark
and the monsters come out
taunting you with your fears
rocking your soul with pain
when the world goes dark
and time stops suddenly
and your trapped
in a never ending struggle
when the world goes dark
and the pain floods you
your heart shatters again
your souls light put out
when the world goes dark
and your all alone
crying those bitter tears
that taste like sadness
when the world goes dark
and only the truth is left
the ugly reality comes forth
the real behind all the masks
when the world goes dark
and its just you and me
my true self with show
i have nothing left unknown
poem by Sophie Kennedy
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Accomplice Of Evil
Can good accomplice evil, help assist it on its way?
The path to hell is paved with good intentions, so they say,
Yet when I think of real people struggling to survive
The selfish taking for themselves while others share and give,
I cannot think that she who loves and helps another's need
In some way unintended helps black evil to succeed.
Yet others claim for wickedness to triumph in this world
All goodness has to do is keep its banner indoors, furled.
They have a point perhaps, although 'accomplice' seems too strong
To say the weak and frightened help their murderers along
But thinking further on it, I conclude that this is true:
Evil's triumph needs no further help from them or me or you
It operates by greed and need and always in the dark;
The truth is, sadly, evil needs no help to do its work
poem by Michael Egan
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My success and my misfortunes, the bright and the dark days I have gone through, everything has proved to me that in this world, either physical or moral, good comes out of evil just as well as evil comes out of good. My errors will point to thinking men the various roads, and will teach them the great art of treading on the brink of the precipice without falling into it. It is only necessary to have courage, for strength without self-confidence is useless.
quote by Giacomo Casanova
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The World Around Me
The world around me is a knife like a friend who
stabs you when you least expect it.
When the tensions are high,
and you have to cut through it.
And when you chop up your life,
to make it more interesting.
The world around me is a lecture,
being somewhere you don’t want to be.
Just sitting there zoning out,
into a better place.
Looking around not really noticing,
the people around you,
or what the say.
The world around me is a storm.
It will be nice one moment,
and the next it will be hectic.
Be waiting for that nice day,
but it don’t seem like it’s clearing up.
Wishing you could have that one nice day,
but the world wants it to be dark and unhappy.
The world around me is a story.
It can be long and interesting.
Or it can be short and boring.
Open the imagination and it can do wonders,
to any story.
poem by Chantel Braatz
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Good And Evil
I shall speak of the good but not the evil within you.
For what is evil but good tortured by hunger and thirst?
In truth when good is hungry it seeks food in dark places,
And when thirsty truth drinks from dead water.
Goodness comes when you are one with yourself.
Yet when you are not at one with yourself you are not evil.
A house divided is not a den of thieves; it’s only a divided house.
You are good when you strive to give the best of yourself;
Yet you are not evil when you seek personal gain.
When you strive for gain you are like a root,
Seeking growth whilst clinging to the Earth.
You are good when you are fully awake in your speech.
Yet you are not evil when you sleep and babble without purpose.
You are good when you walk to your goal firmly with bold steps;
Yet you are not evil when you go forth limping,
For even while staggering and limping you move forward.
You are good in countless ways, yet are not evil when you are not good;
You are only lazy and loitering.
In your longing for “My Higher Self” lies your goodness.
This inherent and “God Given” longing is in everyone.
poem by Ray Lucero
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My Beautiful World
My Beautiful World is kind
My Beautiful World is sweet
My Beautiful World is nice
My Beautiful World is generous
My Beautiful World is selfless
My Beautiful World has given me everything i need, and then some
I love My Beautiful World, and My Beautiful World loves me
I am the only one on My Beautiful World
But i am not lonely, not in the least bit
My Beautiful World and I have each other
But...there is a problem
My Beautiful World is tired
My Beautiful World is sore
My Beautiful world has wounds and scars
Some will never heal
I do everything i can to help
My Beautiful World wants to explode
and the thing is...
I'm still on My Beautiful World
So if she explodes, I explode with her
It would be an honor to go like that...
But that is not how i want it to end
I want to be on My Beautiful World forever
If you haven't figured it out yet
My Beautiful world isn't a world at all
She is a very special person...
who happens to mean the world to me.
poem by That lil emo kid
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If only magic was real.
If only magic was real.
But only for nice wee people.
If evil people had magic,
All chaos would break loose.
The punks would finally get their way,
And there would be all out anarchy.
Evil people could kill nice wee people,
With a flick of the wrist and a ceremonial word,
Assuming that’s how magic would work if it was real.
Alas, we return to the punks,
Their philosophy is non-conforming,
So then the punks would become nice wee people,
And wear nice wee clothes,
And live in houses with white picket fences,
Unless the evil people killed them for being nice wee people.
I wish I had magic.
I would make the world a better place.
Unless everyone had magic,
And everyone would kill everyone else.
I guess there’s a reason we don’t have magic,
We’d just wreck it like everything else we humans do.
We’ve ruined our rainforests,
Our arctic
And our morals.
I guess we don’t have magic,
Because if we did,
We’d just wreck it,
Cause man has a habit of wrecking things.
21: 08 28/03/2006
poem by Mordrid Harpoon
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It's Dark Out There
So what did you expect?
It's dark out there,
And cold.
Outer space is very, very cold.
Suns are good for light,
But they blow up,
Or implode.
It's dark out there,
So man worked with fire,
Then electricity,
But critics call their methods of creating light evil.
Folks don't like monopolies,
Even making light has dark tendencies
Moralistically,
But what are you going to do,
People are scared of the dark.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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When Evil Comes
I don? like this anymore than you
In fact I? scared
At the top of the stairs in the dark
Throw away all the dreams you had
Slow and broke
And just for you
You were barely there
Hey little girl where? your momma gone
Has she left you scared
At the top of the stairs
In the dark
It? too late for come backs
And I?e been wrong before
Now I need
I need no more
Except for you
Making up the sides
Evil is when evil comes
At the top of the Stairs
At the top of the Stairs
And in the dark
The world won? listen
And it gets this scared
Standing there at the top of the stairs
In the dark
Come on baby
Let? lose this fear
And let? stand here
Where it? always fair
And never dark
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My Dark
Why do I always seek the dark?
The nice wholesome dark
Never judging; never caring
Self helping dark
The dark corners of my life
These corners are my life
Where ever I go I seek
These dark corners; my corners
They make me feel secure
Feel wanted; surrounded
At peace
Like the rest of the world is gone
Why must I use the dark?
Where do these issues come from?
Where does this sorrow come from?
Why can’t I have answers?
I need these dark corners
They are so reassuring
Their echoes speak to me; they don’t mock me
They are my dark safe corners
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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The Dark Lord
The Dark Lord
Only where the summer fails
With wilderness around
Only where the shadow sails
And the wind there makes no sound
Only where the light of day
Pierced seldom from the sky
Is where you find a grey faced man
Whose age deceives the eye
His image is not young or old
He looks up to the sky
He tells you of dark stories told
Dark lands which howl and cry
And evil thoughts
From evil minds
In evil lands
The dark one’s rise
Shrink back in fear their power unfolds
Dark faces creep for distant holds
No one yet could check the rise
Of one dark lord and his darkest ties
His shadow covers every land
From tree to dale
From dale to sand
Under the wing of his dark veil
His servants serve and never fail
Too late, you see it now through his disguise
This mans the dark lord darkness fills the skies
poem by Stephen Holland
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