Misery Loves Company
To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected images
Don't be so selfish
Leaving me this
Follow it far
To find where you are
You haven't grown
Go on alone
Never finished his sentence
Remained in seclusion
For the next few days
Family is circuling
He having moved up
All the styles of heresy
Finally he appeared unexpectedly
Looking for company
song performed by by Nirvana
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Spectre / Misery Loves Company
To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected images
Dont be so selfish
Leaving me this
Follow it far
To find where you are
You havent grown
Go on alone
Never finished his sentence
Remained in seclusion
For the next few days
Family is circuling
He having moved up
All the styles of heresy
Finally he appeared unexpectedly
Looking for company
song performed by by Nirvana
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Don't Want It All (Solo Acoustic, Undated)
To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected image
Don't be so selfish
Leave in me this
Follow it far
To find where you are
You haven't grown
Go on alone
Never finished his sentence
Remained in seclusion
For the next few days
The family circle noose
He had removed us
All the styles of heresy
Finally he appeared unexpectedly
Looking for company
song performed by by Nirvana
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Don't Want It All
To hope is admittance
Feed before beginning
Double-sided cynics
Reflected image
Don't be so selfish
Leave in me this
Follow it far
To find where you are
You haven't grown
Go on alone
Never finished his sentence
Remained in seclusion
For the next few days
The family circle noose
He had removed us
All the styles of heresy
Finally he appeared unexpectedly
Looking for company
song performed by by Nirvana
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love is a dream that comes unexpectedly
Love comes in wild nights-
In wildest night of my dreams
When two hearts become one
And all my sorrows are finally gone.
Love comes like shooting stars.
One can wish upon his fate
To ask someone for a date
Awaiting her best responses.
Loves comes unexpectedly. And yes!
No one knows whether it's good or evil.
Sometimes love is honest, generous, peaceful,
Selfish, hate, painful, and ruthless.
Love is a dream, a beautiful dream
That comes unexpectedly.
You deserve it and yearn for it
That no one will ever question your heart.
Love is a dream that comes unexpectedly...
poem by Alon Calinao Dy
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Charismatic Personalities Transcend Styles
there is a trendy style
trend seekers follow styles
slaves to fashion styles
style is the moves of the moment
the status looks feel of the moment
style is sold trend setter moments
three choices define criteria styles
follow trend current styles be styles
be out of style or transcend styles
unique charismatic personalities transcend styles
transcend fashion defined now hype popularities
star quality self shines in spaces of hyper realities
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Manipulated Distrusting Days
Manipulated distrusting days.
And...
There seems no end to them.
Although we live them with a craze that stays.
We have been manipulated and we're not phased.
Manipulated distrusting days.
And...
We live dishonest and in cheating ways.
And...
To defend them not too many are offended.
In fact we're taught to end them we will be defeated.
We feed upon these days as selfish feeding beasts.
Loving to be greedy as if at an endless feast.
Manipulated distrusting days.
And...
We live dishonest and in cheating ways.
And...
To defend them not too many are offended.
In fact we're taught to end them we will be defeated.
Manipulated distrusting days.
And...
We feed upon these days as selfish feeding beasts.
Loving to be greedy as if at an endless feast.
Manipulated distrusting days,
And...
We're in the midst of them.
Until these days are finished.
We're in the midst of them,
And loving every minute.
Manipulated distrusting days,
And...
We're in the midst of them,
And loving every minute.
We're in the midst of them.
Until these days are finished.
We're in the midst of them,
As if we are committed.
We're in the midst of them.
We're in the midst of them.
Until these days are finished.
We're in the midst of them,
And we can't quit...
These manipulated distrusting days,
And...
We're in the midst of them,
And loving every minute.
Manipulated distrusting days!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Is But A Dream
Life is but a dream
and I haven’t finished mine.
I sit in old revelries
of laughter in forgotten time.
I think of days gone by,
the sunshine and the rain,
friends and family ties.
Some of whom I will never meet again.
Life is but a dream
and I haven’t finished dreaming yet.
My world is still filling up
with heartaches and regret.
There is no time to stop,
take stock of the situation,
as dreaming seems to be
now my major occupation.
23 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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Grown to Bloom
In the days gone,
When I took for granted...
My life.
And the ease of complicity,
I had accepted nature...
As it surrounded me.
I've grown to bloom!
I've grown to comprehend...
What begins ends soon.
To feed a process,
I am blessed to experience.
And...
I have learned to enjoy whatever it is,
I do!
More than any time before!
Now that I know I can open doors!
And not be concerned how it was done.
That task...
I leave in the hands of a mind,
Far greater than mine.
I've grown to bloom...
To wither.
To feed a process,
I am blessed to experience.
Until I have finally come to rest,
In the nest of eternity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Find Me A Family
I take my life one day at a time
So many dreams that come and go in my mind
Is this a new beginning a time when fools are winning
Everybody needs something to believe
The world we see is changing so fast
No guarantees how long does a feeling last
One look can tell a story
My future's waiting for me
Let it be with you make it all come true
And find me a family
Somewhere to go where I can belong
That special place that I can call my home
You know I'm gonna find it someday
Please let me stay
Find me a family
I gotta know that somebody cares
I need a chance I got so much to give
If you can find me a family
Find me a family
I live and hope and whisper a prayer
when I come home that you will be waiting there
It's just a breath away and all you have to say
is stay with me tonight
You know it sounds so right
chorus
Find me a family x6
song performed by by Hollies
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Disappear
dragged my feet across a seat
Jumped out the passenger side
The only thing worth looking for
Is what you find inside
But that had not yet appeared
Lost invisible here.
Tel Aviv and Agadir
Tone deaf for almost
Before I learned to see
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere
I looked for you everywhere.
There is a calm I haven't come to yet
I spent half my life figuring what comes next
I telescoped in I finally win
I finally win the prize
That now eyes see comets perfect timing squeeze
Head first fighting everything
The crushing force of memory
Erasing all I've been
The vanishing point appeared.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
Look at this face
Can you believe it?
Am I living in the beautiful vacuum?
Because I can't see it
The vanishing point appears.
I looked for you everywhere.
I looked for you everywhere.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
Tell me why you're here.
I came to disappear.
I came to disappear.
song performed by by R.E.M. from Reveal
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Images Presented
The image that's presented,
Determines how impressive...
Those pretentious rush to protect.
And the image that's presented,
Has less to do with intellect.
Or competence and its effect,
Upon those expecting...
Much more than an image projected to accept.
Images old have molded.
Although repeatedly they have been sold!
Those images presented,
Represent times gone.
Those images presented,
Have been rusted so long.
Those images presented,
Do not feed!
Those images presented,
No one needs now!
Those images presented represent a decadence.
And they represent with evidence pretentions that are meant.
Those images presented do not feed.
Those images presented no one needs,
Now.
Those images presented represent a decadence.
And they represent with evidence pretentions that are meant.
Those images presented do not feed.
Those images presented no one needs,
Now.
Those images presented,
Represent times gone.
Those images presented,
Have been rusted so long.
Those images presented do not feed.
Those images presented no one needs,
Now.
Those images presented represent a decadence.
And they represent with evidence pretentions that are meant.
Images old have molded.
Although repeatedly they have been sold!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Selfish One
(wilfred mcginley/carl smith)
Selfish one, why keep your love to yourself
Its like a souvenir that just sits on a shelf
It seems like you built a fence around your heart
Afraid that sharing might tear it apart
You pass up every chance at the start of romance
Selfish one, why keep your love in store
You think its still that keeps forever more
You feel as I do when I ache
My heart could break down in a lonely stage
You better let your heart find a mate before its too late
You let so much time pass by
I find myself still giving you the eye
You must have realised much to my surprise
Youre making eyes at me
Is it really you
Now selfish one, youre walking me to my door
Selfish one, you never did this before
Without a chance to resist, your lips get mine
Youre beginning to let your love light shine
I can see that youre really on the ball
Youre not selfish at all
No, not at all
The way you hold me, the way you squize me
No youre not selfish
No, no, no
Youre not selfish at all, not at all
The way you hold me, the way you squize me
Youre not selfish at all
No not at all
The way you hold me
Youre not selfish at all
song performed by by Diana Ross
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You Told Me To Be Cautious
Boss...
They are 'still' not finished,
With the appetizers you served them.
And that was years ago.
What are you going to do with the main course?
'Oh,
They are going to eat this.
It took me too long to prepare it!
And some of them you see eating now...
Spent most of their lives,
Denying themselves the opportunity.
I'm loving this! '
Aren't you tired?
Don't you want to rest?
'Are you kidding?
They have yet to taste my dessert! '
You haven't prepared your 'special'
Have you?
'Yes I have!
I've got lots of time!
I am glad they decided,
To finally choose my recipes to eat!
I had heard a rumor,
No one 'believed' I did this!
In fact,
Others had stolen some of my creations.
They've got the real deal now.
And they have no idea what they are in for! '
Boss...
You're not going to get them addicted,
Are you?
'Go ahead!
Why don't you take off for the day.
You haven't seen your family in a few months.
I'll get someone else to cover for you.
I've been waiting for this,
For quite a long time!
You have no idea.
Addicted?
I'd like to think of it as mind altering.'
Oh no!
I feel sorry for them.
Remember when you gave me a few samples?
'Yes! '
My family and I are still nibbling on them!
Thank God I took your advice...
When you told me to be cautious!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Follow
Ingulfed in flames,
I'm through with your games.
I'm leaving,
To be free.
I'm leaving,
To get away.
I'm leaving,
To find someone else.
Don't follow,
Unless you're hollow.
I'm through,
With you,
So leave me,
And let me be free.
As the leaves fall,
I walk into a hall.
I'm alone,
Finally.
I find a dark spot,
Where it's not hot.
I sit,
And wait.
Someone comes by,
And says hi.
It's a little girl,
Who is me,
When I was little.
I say hi,
And she says,
'Why are you sitting here? '
Then she leaves.
My present self comes,
And says,
'You've made a mistake.'
And leaves.
My future self never comes.
I get up,
And Find you,
Waiting outside.
I run up to you,
And hug you.
I'm crying,
And you're not lying.
I say sorry,
But you say sorry more.
We get into a car,
And we go home.
That night,
My future self doesn't comes,
The next day,
I told you,
'I don't want to live,
I'm worthless,
I have no future,
And I'm sick.'
You say,
'No you aren't.'
You hug me,
But I leave.
You try to follow me,
But I climb the stairs,
And open the second floor window.
I stand in the window sill.
I look down.
I become scared,
And I get down,
And go into your arms.
I start crying,
As you calm me down.
That night,
My future self comes.
She nods,
And leaves.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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A Killer's Mind...
Killers, killers
Killers think that what they’re doing is right
Always wanting to start a fight
Thinking that that’s a way to show they’re strong
Encouraging people to follow along
Showing that the others deserve to die
And oh... who cares if they weep and cry
That’s a symbol of their weakness, they’d say
Having full pleasure as they walk away
Leaving all those families with no hope to survive
And leaving no expectations for a child to stay alive
They’d walk amongst the others and laugh with full joy
Not caring if they’ve killed a man or even a little boy
They’d destroy every house around
Demolishing it entirely to the ground
They’d think that they had finally reached the top
While the others don’t know when they’ll finally stop.
poem by Marria Attar
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Follow The Money
Ive got to follow the money
Gotta go to work
Gotta make a living
Till my body hurts
Gotta bite my lip
Gotta wreck my health
Gotta break my back
For my share of wealth
(repeat)
Ive gotta the follow money
Gotta earn my pay
I spent everything
I earned yesterday
Gotta find the cash
cos it wont find me
So I can feed myself
And my family
When I left school I was bummin around
Id smoke and drink and let my mind wander
Id roll out of bed about twelve oclock
I cant do that any longer
Ive gotta folow the money
Gotta go to work
Gotta make a living
Till my body hurts
Gotta bite my lip
Gotta wreck my health
Gotta break my back
For my share of wealth
Now I need to toil cos its good for my soul
I feel clean when Im working
You drop all the mystical celtic bull
cos that stuffs just jerking
Im not saying that I work like my dad
I know I dont work like my mum
But Im made of the same stuff and Im six feet tall
Gimme the tools Ill get the job done
Gotta follow the money
Gotta go to work
Gotta make a living
Till my body hurts
Gotta bit my lip
Gotta break my back
For my share of wealth
Ive gotta follow the money
Gotta earn my pay
I spent everything
I earned yesterday
Gotta find the cash
cos it wont find me
So I can feed myself
And my family
Feed myself and my family
Thats why
Im working
Im working
Im working
Im working
Im working
Im working now
song performed by by Proclaimers
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I hope...
I Wish You well...
I hope you find yourself..
I hope you will find the love of your life..
I hope he makes you happy..
I hope you have someone that understands you..
like you want them to..
I hope through thick and thin he'll stay by your side..
Making sure you're all right..
not letting a tear fall..
nor let a smile turned upside down..
I wish you well..
I hope you find yourself..
I hope your family wont harm you..
I hope your mom is okay..
I hope that you are happy..
every step of the way.
I wish you well..
I hope you find yourself...
poem by Dislocated Heart
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Nothing annoys a woman more than to have company drop in unexpectedly and find the house looking as it usually does.
quote by Frank Dane
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A Chicken's Life
we watch it from the beginning
an egg, plus days
hatching into a chick
seeing the first light
of the bulb
and the hen pushes
each chick into
the ground to feed
by themselves
until some feathers grow
beaks and claws
now we view a full grown
chicken,
at least, i am not talking
about a coward, do you understand?
do not, please,
chicken out from life's bitter days
we were babies
not chicks
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Follow the water
Follow the water
That follows the divine offering
Follow the womb that follows
The birth of a beautiful thing seen
Follow the dead body placed
Behind the place of purification
Follow the beatified soul
That will freely guide you
Follow the avengers of
Dead black sons gone soon
Follow the existence
Of your body and soul
The double make of you
Follow, follow, and follow
Where the poets go
Alone the lease traveled road
Follow the midnight cat hunting the darkness
It knows not where it goes put is up for the going
There is an adventure there
Follow the children concern with fighting
Impotent children of revolt against their own
Follow the justice slow to fill in Americus
Follow the battles of the black man
Follow the news of the pillars
Of given devotion in a famish year
Follow the two arms of the scale
That will reckon the weight of your sins in your life time
Follow the wickedness of the looker on
Who will do nothing to upset the cart of racism
And thwart all our enemies that rot the American soul
Follow the male love that in time will prevail
Against the selfish instruments of those who hate
Follow the followers who follow this poem.
poem by David E. Patton
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