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Vanquish

July 21,2009 9: 22 pm

It makes you curse, it makes swear
It makes you mad, roar like a bear
It feels hot when you keep it in
But when released, can damage the living

A dog was kicked around his back
Respect had gone, he made an attack
Relentless master shocked with the sting
Everyone is not equal to the law of being

Rush of blood from the pleasant plains
Rise up to the vines of smelting veins
Heartbeats haste with every word
Intent to hurt is against the world

Breathing it in, blowing it out
Expressing the truth can’t bear the shout
Unless compulsions were given a chance
Grudge will remain behind shallow pangs

Out of virtue, comes to rest
Just to overcome temptations’ breath
A sight of the trigger ignites it all
Words of the devil, the ear concludes it all

As the keys were hit, punched are codes
Urge to curse and hurt, born this sort of ode
A deep breath could seal vanquish in
With the help of God, perish is the devil within

July 21,2009 10: 15pm

poem by Ozi Law
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You Silly Stump Hole

Many times, I’ve read poems
where the author
has resulted to swear words
one after the other
to get some point across.
The problem is their work
then seems vulgar and cheap
and I stop reading their work.
With a little thought,
they could use an alternative word
and that might even brighten
up their work.
It just makes you grit your teeth
and go Grrr
and then under your breath say
“You silly stump hole.”

9 July 2009

poem by David Harris
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Curse Upon You

Curse upon you
And embrace your fate
It runs in your blood
It traces in your skin
The poison of love
The venom of desire

Curse upon you
And bless over the other
It makes you commit a sin
It makes you full of envy
For the glow in their eyes
For the warmth of the sun

Curse upon you
And you despise your own existence
You rather die than to hurt
You rather gone than to destroy
The thing you hold dear
The precious you don't want to lose

Curse upon you
And darkness following
It raises the deepest fear
It brings the painful sorrow
Of forever loneliness
Of unrequited dream

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Ouch That Really Hurt

Ouch that really hurt, When I fell the other night,
From my bed down to the floor, it must've been a funny sight;
Strewn about, arms and legs, Each in a different direction,
But what a shame I can't take, painkilling medication.

Ouch that really hurt, The way you spoke to me,
But most of all that did hurt, you said you loved me;
Another thing you really hurt, is that you can't be trusted,
You've changed, towards me, and yet blaming me you must.

Ouch that really hurt, The way you bullied me,
Its not fair, what you do, oh can't you see;
To force yourself, to push me around, please oh why,
When I go home, I feel the hurt makes me cry.

Ouch that really hurt, The harassment I get,
Because I may be different, it sure makes me upset,
Why can't you look inside my heart, it's the same as you,
Just treat me please as your equal, that's what you must do.

poem by Margaret Haig
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Time (part 2) .

time starts with a new borns first breath,
time ends with someones death,
time makes you win or loose,
time makes you choose,
time is forever,
time keeps a relationship together,
time always changes,
time goes thru stages,
time is like a book it turns pages,
time gives you a raise in your wages,
time sometimes makes you a drug addict,
time helps you break the habit,
time makes you friends and enemies,
time brings back memories,
time is unpredictable,
time is unforgetable,
time gives you life,
time makes you husband and wife.

1/09/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia

poem by Jose Murguia
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Devil Inside

(a farriss & m hutchence)
Here come the woman
With the look in her eye
Raised on leather
With flesh on her mind
Words as weapons sharper than knives
Makes you wonder how the other half die
Other half die
Here come the man
With the look in his eye
Fed on nothing
But full of pride
Look at them go
Look at them kick
Makes you wonder how the other half live
The devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us the devil inside
The devil inside
The devil inside
Every single one of us the devil inside
Here come the world
With the look in its eye
Future uncertain but certainly slight
Look at the faces
Listen to the bells
Its hard to believe we need a place called hell

song performed by by INXS
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Time (part 6) .

time is a gift and curse,
time is for the better or worse,
time will make us ride a hurse,
time created the universe,
time created the constitution,
time creates evolution,
time is unfair,
time makes you grow grey hair,
time doesn't really care,
time is something you can't share,
time sometimes is funny,
time is what it takes to earn money,
time makes the world go round,
time in history is lost but also found,
time can be a disaster,
time sometimes makes you live happy ever after.

1/18/2009
Copyright ©2009 Jose Murguia

poem by Jose Murguia
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Money Makes the World Go Round

ft. Daz

[Scarface:]

Money makes the world go round
Money makes me do all things I do
Hang with my homies smoke weed drink brew
Ride down Belford one deep and ?? crew
And money makes the world go round
Money makes the world go round
Living in a mansion one day with my wife
Stack me up some papers these days one night
If wind stop blowing these days than my sight
Winds start blowing I'm paid trump tight
Got to have papers these days in my life
I got to have paper these days of my life

[Chorus: Repeat 6X]

Money makes the world go round

Without a doubt
They all want to see about a clout
They don't know
Don't want to know or see what its about
We faced with danger do any thing for the paper
Scarred for life of the street mentality done made us
Watch out for the snakes and fakes
Out to take what's yours so prepare and beware
Money makes the world go round for some niggers
Money makes the world kill all niggers quicker
Its reala

song performed by by Scarface from Untouchable
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Forbidden

If I had to live again, Id change everything,
cause everything I do, you know that I cant win.
You say it isnt right, but you say it isnt wrong,
How the hell am I supposed to please everyone.
Tell me what it is that Im supposed to do.
I aint here for everybody, but I aint here for you,
You said it isnt right, but you said it isnt wrong.
I wish somebody could tell me, what it is that Ive done wrong.
The best things in live arent given, these things aint for you and me,
Every time you shout forbidden, makes me wonder what you see.
The best things in live arent given, these things aint for you and me,
Every time you shout forbidden, makes me wonder what you see.
You know its gonna get you now, and you know it starts to bring you down.
Tell me what it is that Im supposed to do,
I aint here for everybody, but I aint here for you,
It seems I have to fight, for all the things I want,
Wish somebody could tell me what it is that Ive done wrong.
The best things in live arent given, these things aint for you and me,
Every time you shout forbidden, makes me wonder what you see.
The best things in live arent given, these things aint for you and me,
Every time you shout forbidden, makes me wonder what you see.
Its forbidden.
The best things in live arent given, these things aint for you and me,
Every time you shout forbidden, makes me wonder what you see.
The best things in live arent given, these things aint for you and me,
Every time you shout forbidden, makes me wonder what you see.
Makes me wonder what you see.

song performed by by Black Sabbath
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Summer Breeze

See the curtains hanging in the window
In the evening on a Friday night
A little light shining through the window
Lets me know that everything's alright
Summer breeze, well it makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine
Blowing through my, makes me feel it right
Making me feel, making me feel fine
Makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Oh sweet days of summer, the jasmine's in bloom
July is dressed up and playing her tune
And when I come home from a hard day's work
And you're waiting there, yes you're waiting there
Without A care in the world
I see the smile awaiting in the kitchen
Food's cooking and a place there for two
I see the arms that reach out to hold me
In the evening when the day is through
Summer breeze, well it makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine
Blowing through my, making me feel right
Making me feel, making me feel fine
Makes me feel right
Blowing through the jasmine in my, blowing blowing(x5)
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind

song performed by by Jason Mraz
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It Makes Me Happy, To Be With You

It makes me happy, to be with you.
To watch you smile and hear you speak
and see your eyes turn softly warm,
makes me happy to be with you.
It makes me happy, to be with you.
To watch you spreading jam and butter
on your home made scones,
makes me happy to be with you.
It makes me happy, to be with you.
To be able to put my arms around you
and draw you gently close to me,
makes me happy to be with you.
And it makes me happy, to be with you
when holding your cheek close to mine,
breathing the warmth of you
and feeling the warmth of you
soaking quietly through me,
makes my breath tremble in my chest.
You make me happy to be with you.

poem by Red O'Mara
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Depression Makes Me Feel And Is

depression makes me feel hurt
depression makes me hurt
depression makes me feel sorrow
depression makes me feel sad
depression is when i lose the person i love
depression is when i feel alone
depression is when i feel like there is no point in love
depression makes me feel like nobody cares
depression makes me feel like i am worthless......

poem by Claire Bear
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July!

Raindrops of one July
gifted me flowers of friendship
and for the change in season
the same July offered
me flowers of hatred,
I turned speechless
without any words
like a silent earth...

July 10,2009

poem by Rema Prasanaa
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My Yoke

Bound by my faults;
Yoked to my past;
Tied to my problems;
Chained by my sins;
This is the way,
I spend each day;
And life goes on,
Since I was born!

My yoke pulls me down;
My heart feels so torn;
My feet stagger too;
My duties, I can’t do;
Devils love to see
Me never, ever free;
With mind in despair,
My body cannot bear!

Yet, I must break my yoke;
I must free my chains;
I must walk upright;
I must walk in the light;
The Holy Spirit
Can make me fit;
I can overcome
Whatev’r temptations come.

Why must I worry?
Why must I hurry?
The past, let me bury;
God, I am sorry;
Lord, keep me steadfast;
Let me not be aghast;
My troubles cannot last;
Soon, they’ll be things of past!

When God’s with me,
He makes me free;
My yoke feels light;
My life is bright;
My strength returns;
For God love burns;
All things are fine;
When God is mine!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-1-2009

poem by John Celes
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My Quest for the truth

Oh the truth, my lord, my king, come to me
Thou don't deserve to stay there
Thy speed will get slower where
With false and false cries it cover

I know thou look small like a word
None can forget that thou are the sharpest sword
But thy density is more than earth
So are thou kicked down and drowned

Oh the truth, the standard and the winner
Come to me with the pace of a thunder
And make me and all to wonder
Though on the way are the thick woods
Pour upon me like the angry floods

Oh the truth, the judge and the conqueror
Droop the dust and rise up with calms
For thee I have stretched far my arms
Thou will never desire to reside
Where Stumbles and stammers of false preside

My heart broke, dear truth, do the justice
Thou have no chance for it to ply
I beg you towards my heart to fly
Than the earth, thou weigh high
Will carry thou even if I die

Oh the truth, the strongest and immortal
My heart longs for thy presence
Rather for it now thou are the essence

Why suffer in the heart of dirty lane
As thou get treated, something as a vain
When I urge thou, with me to join
Why do thou take time and toss a coin

Oh the master, the savior, my truth,
Theft are my thoughts, thief is there
Dead are my dreams, killer is there
And why I say thou shouldn't be there

Come to me my darling, my truth
Come with the pure cry come with a jump
Like a baby from the mother's womb
I know Thy visit to my heart would
Pierce deep to cause a wound
But never would I mind

My thoughts would in a minute
Put down our culture
Like the hunt of a vulture
But my actions, they would never

I am harmless my love, my truth
And why I say thou should be here
Rush out from that heart and Rush into mine
I know thou hurt me but even I hug thou

Come on truth, come fast like a ray
Flowers are wreathed on your way
Thy knowledge sinks me, I confirm
Still I would try to be very firm

Oh my truth, the immortal and the perfect
I am eager waiting with my arms stretched
Reveal thy self and it makes me fetched

Its my word to you my truth
I would look after you
I will treat you as a king and serve you
I will treat you as a kid and care for you
I will treat you as the God and pray to you

poem by Praneeth Remidi
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When You're Ready

This verse isn’t about sex or love,
no, no you know it’s sweet and good,
tell me what keeps you up at night,
tell me why you’re so full of fright,
don’t say it’s the surrounding neighbourhood,
what makes you think you’re misunderstood?
Did someone hurt you?
If so, what did they do?
Are you ill or have some form of injury?
Is this what makes you lash out in fury?
Maybe you’re trapped in a nightmare,
and it’s all to much for you to bear,
there is no need to lock yourself in a prison cell,
just remember I’m here, if you need someone to tell,
I can take it, for we’re going steady,
so please confide in me when you’re ready…

Did they say you’re bland and uninteresting?
Then let me tell you that they’re only jesting,
please don’t fall in to your pit again,
let me help you unburden the pain,
you don’t have to cut us all out,
just tell me what this is all about.
I am not your family, spouse or heir,
but you know deep down that I care.
Have you wasted your entire fortune?
Is that what makes you stare at the moon?
There is no need to keep it to yourself,
contained within your world of stealth,
don’t tell the whole world to go to hell,
for I’m here when you think you can tell,
I can’t help you until you tell me,
so here I am; when you’re ready…

poem by Dale Mullock
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Fill Me Up

I just had to let you know
'Cause I don't always let it show
You give me needed room to grow
And I just had to tell you so
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
It's just like poetry inside
To hear you breathing by my side
Like I'm in heaven and I've died
So glad you're with me for this ride
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
I see your face to start my day
Makes all my bad dreams go away
And all the stupid games we play
Wouldn't have it any other way
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted
You fill me up, you're in my veins
A look could take my breath away
And all these things, you give away
Sometimes I take for granted

song performed by by Staind
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Devil eyes

You had eyes like the devil.
So red and angry.
You were by far vile.
You were and are pure evil.

You have eyes of the devil.
You are evil.
Your a match for santon himself.

All you can do is hurt little girls.
Its all you know how to do.
You hurt me and probaly others.

You had a smile of the devil.
To go with your devil eyes.
You were luaghing the whole time.
As I lay crying.
Begging you to stop.
But you were the devil.
And the devil dosent stop.

I was 11 when you had your go.
But rape was all I had known.
You werent the first
And you werent the last.

By bludy god I hate you.
Your worse than the devil.
But you have the devils eyes

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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I will write a poem that will say the truth

This poem I will write and it will tell the truth
The candid truth, the whole candid truth and nothing
But the miserable truth
And this will hurt you and all of you who consider me a friend
The words are carefully chosen and the
Lines screened with so much introspection
This poem will tell you who you really are
No holds bar, no second thoughts
No consideration at all that you may hate me
I, who want, always to be loved and be popular
I am tired of lying and telling what is not in my mind,
I will now write the truth about you and the whole world,
This poem will hurt you and this world
And the whole world will be angry about me writing this poem,
This poem will bring you into harsh awakenings
And this will surely shake you and hurt you and you will never
Talk to me again and you will wish me ill and you will curse the day that I was born.
This poem will make you hate me forever but for one thing
I still have no courage to show it to you, perhaps later when I am
All ready to be despised, hated and finally discarded from your minds.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Whence Just Nestlings

Whence just nestlings, our prologue was written,
Upon first sight of thee, surely was I, smitten!
Though far too brief, our time together-
It made for me memories to last forever,
Sustained me through times, most worthy of forget-
Aware all the while you would return to me yet!

Perchance, allowance made for all of my hurt,
Mere visage of thine beauty, my just dessert!
Ne'er have mine eyes been so very blessed,
Alas, if you doubt my words, my heart shall attest!

Though you were not near, in my heart you did reside-
Such is the truth of my heart that I may no longer hide!
Unabashed am I in this unfeigned amative,
Lo, surely not homage proper in this humble narrative!

Maurice Harris,31 July 2009

poem by Maurice Harris
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Here Comes The Weekend

Every shape of every word you say that breaks the silence of an ordinary day. every look that seems to mystify, every single smile that spins me to the sky. it makes me wanna run, it makes me wa
Ide. cos youre the only one that makes me come alive. its getting closer now and darker by the hour.
It only goes to show that here it comes, here comes the weekend and Im on my own again with a saturday in the rain. here it comes, here comes the weekend. the fine line from pleasure to pain is
Ng me cry. when will I see you again?
Every breath, every vision you make. every chance in love you love to take. every move that seems to alter my world. every dream Ive had about this boy and this girl. it makes me wanna run, it
Me wanna hide cos youre the only one that makes my love alive and time is running fast into a new goodbye.
It only goes to show that here it comes, here comes the weekend, another walk down that lonely lane, another sunday that feels the same. here it comes, here comes the weekend. the fine line from
Sure to pain is making me cry. when will I see you again?

song performed by by Roxette
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