Something Happens
Something happens every time I'm with you
Something only your friendship can do
When my spirit is consumed in depression
Only your company puts it in regression
As long as I can know that you do care
There's very little I cannot bear
I do not fear this being within your capability
Because I know you would not abuse the responsibility
Something Heartfelt
The fleshly rose that glows when you grin
Does something to me within
I feel something heartfelt
Like the ice in my veins begin to melt
A cold lonely mountain revived in the morning spring sun
You've done what I feared could never be done
But when the moon arrives so does the frost
And everything you've done for me is lost
Only a memory and a hope to see you tomorrow
Allows tolerance to get through this sorrow
Until then I'll pretend everything is alright
Dreaming of a world where we're united tonight
So Humbled
Any joy lost could be gained again
Except if I lose you as a friend
Pardon if my rhymes aren't perfect
They don't mean to imply inspirational defect
But you showed progress can come without restraint
Your friendship has come without fear, anxiety or any complaint
No time I spend with you ends up in strife
You are my first shot at love and even more my second shot at life
There is only one fear in something so near perfection
That time and space might naturally erode our connection
So I seek you out to show appreciation
To serve as our emotional protection
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Volume 122 of Poetry
Words Of Love
Words of love
Will get you a push and a shove
If you talk to those who judge and hate
Or if you speak with those who won't relate
But don't let that make you grow cold
Because if you keep searching for a heart of gold
You will find one fluent in the language of love
A Blessing from the Lord Above
The Crisis
The abused child
Teens going wild
Spousal beating
Spousal cheating
Girls start drinking
Girls stop thinking
Runaway youth
Distorted truth
Religious war
That glorify gore
Minority haters
Gun law violators
Teens pushed by thugs
As teens push the drugs
The unsolved caper
Of the date raper
Mom is going ballistic
It seems unrealistic
But everything named is just a statistic
Scared
Laying down in my fear
Thinking my end is near
Nothing to do but to ache in my pain
Until I have risen healthy again
Words of love
Will get you a push and a shove
If you talk to those who judge and hate
Or if you speak with those who won't relate
But don't let that make you grow cold
Because if you keep searching for a heart of gold
You will find one fluent in the language of love
A Blessing from the Lord Above
The Crisis
The abused child
Teens going wild
Spousal beating
Spousal cheating
Girls start drinking
Girls stop thinking
Runaway youth
Distorted truth
Religious war
That glorify gore
Minority haters
Gun law violators
Teens pushed by thugs
As teens push the drugs
The unsolved caper
Of the date raper
Mom is going ballistic
It seems unrealistic
But everything named is just a statistic
Scared
Laying down in my fear
Thinking my end is near
Nothing to do but to ache in my pain
Until I have risen healthy again
A total of 121 Poetry Posts
Panic
Panic is on the grow
The source of which I do not know
Struck motionless in a world on the go
I'll be knocked down on the very next blow
Racing
Going insane
Living in the fast lane
Traveling faster than a jet plane
Nothing to lose everything to gain
Gotta keep moving fast
Trying to get out of the past
Hoping my failures won't last
Trying to age in a blast
Sold Out
An artist with power over the masses carries a curse
They become a cash cow milked dry
Then they are a beaten dead horse
No longer a visionary just a fad
Just an emotional prostitute
Then a jingle in a commercial ad
Panic is on the grow
The source of which I do not know
Struck motionless in a world on the go
I'll be knocked down on the very next blow
Racing
Going insane
Living in the fast lane
Traveling faster than a jet plane
Nothing to lose everything to gain
Gotta keep moving fast
Trying to get out of the past
Hoping my failures won't last
Trying to age in a blast
Sold Out
An artist with power over the masses carries a curse
They become a cash cow milked dry
Then they are a beaten dead horse
No longer a visionary just a fad
Just an emotional prostitute
Then a jingle in a commercial ad
Volume 120 Poetry
Idle Dreams II
I spend my life chasing idle dreams
Wading through the harsh torrents of the stream
Tripping over rocks from running too fast
On a pointless race I come in last
Misery
Sitting alone looking at the world around me
Trapped on either side of the telescope is misery
I look at the, laughing and playing all day
All of them sinning in every way
I know to be like them isn't worth any of it
For I know what you give is all that you ever get
But on my side there is nobody here
Except for me, my sadness and my jeer
Over there is hate and oppression
With me is only my depression
I sit here alone while they laugh at me
They don't care about others misery
I do not know why I suffer from oppression
Or why I am put alone in isolation
I don't know why I have to put up with them
The light of my hope is growing quickly dim
Whoever invented prejudice
Should try to live like this
To run and hide and live like me
Could that jerk live with my misery
Now here's a new idea opposite of hate
Love each other before it's too late
You got to turn this ship around
Before it wrecks to the ground
Cries Of Freedom
Chained to the wall
Screaming down the hall
But no one hears my call
If I can't liberate myself no one can at all
I spend my life chasing idle dreams
Wading through the harsh torrents of the stream
Tripping over rocks from running too fast
On a pointless race I come in last
Misery
Sitting alone looking at the world around me
Trapped on either side of the telescope is misery
I look at the, laughing and playing all day
All of them sinning in every way
I know to be like them isn't worth any of it
For I know what you give is all that you ever get
But on my side there is nobody here
Except for me, my sadness and my jeer
Over there is hate and oppression
With me is only my depression
I sit here alone while they laugh at me
They don't care about others misery
I do not know why I suffer from oppression
Or why I am put alone in isolation
I don't know why I have to put up with them
The light of my hope is growing quickly dim
Whoever invented prejudice
Should try to live like this
To run and hide and live like me
Could that jerk live with my misery
Now here's a new idea opposite of hate
Love each other before it's too late
You got to turn this ship around
Before it wrecks to the ground
Cries Of Freedom
Chained to the wall
Screaming down the hall
But no one hears my call
If I can't liberate myself no one can at all
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Poetry Post 119
Walking In The Path Of God
The sight of the sinner is trapped by limitation
So God's patient when we fall in the trap of temptation
But he who walks alone is a victim of pride
For how can he rise up with no one by his side
Sometimes even the righteous wander and lose sight
Feeling alone, trying to figure out what's right
But Jehovah comes to all who earnestly pray
And guides the sheep who once wandered astray
Through A Window
Through a window I can see, touch and feel
Through a window I can tell what is real
Through a little window in my room
I can escape my sense of doom
I can see a bright embracing sun in a blue infinite sky
I can see frolicking animals chasing, playing, going by
Through a window I have a gift to dream
Through a window I can make everything look how I want it to seem
Caesar's Demands
God's things to Caesar Caesar's things for yourself
Morality is the one thing you can't buy with your wealth
You want men who are willing to sacrifice
Without caring that they alone carry the price
While you rape the land of every virtue
Spreading the disease of your hypocritical view
Where is the truth when you deceive us into war
Where is charity when you ignore the beggar at your door
Where is love when you only have derision for welfare moms
Where is faith when your only hope is wealth and bombs
You swear by the Bible but you enforce by the gun
Makes me wonder if you even know which war needs to be won
The sight of the sinner is trapped by limitation
So God's patient when we fall in the trap of temptation
But he who walks alone is a victim of pride
For how can he rise up with no one by his side
Sometimes even the righteous wander and lose sight
Feeling alone, trying to figure out what's right
But Jehovah comes to all who earnestly pray
And guides the sheep who once wandered astray
Through A Window
Through a window I can see, touch and feel
Through a window I can tell what is real
Through a little window in my room
I can escape my sense of doom
I can see a bright embracing sun in a blue infinite sky
I can see frolicking animals chasing, playing, going by
Through a window I have a gift to dream
Through a window I can make everything look how I want it to seem
Caesar's Demands
God's things to Caesar Caesar's things for yourself
Morality is the one thing you can't buy with your wealth
You want men who are willing to sacrifice
Without caring that they alone carry the price
While you rape the land of every virtue
Spreading the disease of your hypocritical view
Where is the truth when you deceive us into war
Where is charity when you ignore the beggar at your door
Where is love when you only have derision for welfare moms
Where is faith when your only hope is wealth and bombs
You swear by the Bible but you enforce by the gun
Makes me wonder if you even know which war needs to be won
Poetry Post 118
Unpowerful
You can't make a difference by being the same
And it is not the odd who should be given the blame
For all the tragedies to which there has came
For the poor and the few have little power to use
But it is the many with money that have power to abuse
The victims of their power are the ones they accuse
And the criminals lead the prosecution
And the jury buys into the institution
And the random select are sent to their execution
Look At
Look at the gun in your hand
Look at the slaves you have at your command
Look at the destruction you cursed upon the land
Look at yourself and try to understand
Is this what your God had planned?
Being With You
Lay with me, stay with me, play with me
Do what you want to me it would be okay with me
Anything you want from me I'd do as you please
Just to satisfy you would fulfill a million fantasies
You can't make a difference by being the same
And it is not the odd who should be given the blame
For all the tragedies to which there has came
For the poor and the few have little power to use
But it is the many with money that have power to abuse
The victims of their power are the ones they accuse
And the criminals lead the prosecution
And the jury buys into the institution
And the random select are sent to their execution
Look At
Look at the gun in your hand
Look at the slaves you have at your command
Look at the destruction you cursed upon the land
Look at yourself and try to understand
Is this what your God had planned?
Being With You
Lay with me, stay with me, play with me
Do what you want to me it would be okay with me
Anything you want from me I'd do as you please
Just to satisfy you would fulfill a million fantasies
Poetry Post 117
Common Knowledge
Who was the prophet who said peace was won in war
Haven't we heard love thy neighbor a million times before
When in our youth did we pledge to a god or nation of war
Didn't we choose universal love wisdom and justice as the policies to stand for
Whose Messiah was a soldier but not a martyr
Whose Messiah made national preference
Whose Messiah waged war under Divine Providence
How can we call ourselves God fearing if we give to an army our confidence
How can we serve a god of love but act in violence
How Come
How come we only hate war when there isn't one to hate
How can people plan a future and say Earth's salvation is already too late
How come people say we are free
To be who so ever we should want to be
But then say they can't be my neighbor if I can't relate
Slaves Of Human Authority
I'm just another man secluded in his own misery
Finding the truth that man dominates to his injury
You can see that truth for yourself in your own history
But we all agree the solution is our ultimate mystery
The future we make is not ours to see
For we don't know how to be the change we need to be
Living in hedonistic simplicity
Of hate, greed and apathy
We cannot find or measure up to our rightful morality
We can't see what we must do to be free
So we remain slaves to our human authority
Who was the prophet who said peace was won in war
Haven't we heard love thy neighbor a million times before
When in our youth did we pledge to a god or nation of war
Didn't we choose universal love wisdom and justice as the policies to stand for
Whose Messiah was a soldier but not a martyr
Whose Messiah made national preference
Whose Messiah waged war under Divine Providence
How can we call ourselves God fearing if we give to an army our confidence
How can we serve a god of love but act in violence
How Come
How come we only hate war when there isn't one to hate
How can people plan a future and say Earth's salvation is already too late
How come people say we are free
To be who so ever we should want to be
But then say they can't be my neighbor if I can't relate
Slaves Of Human Authority
I'm just another man secluded in his own misery
Finding the truth that man dominates to his injury
You can see that truth for yourself in your own history
But we all agree the solution is our ultimate mystery
The future we make is not ours to see
For we don't know how to be the change we need to be
Living in hedonistic simplicity
Of hate, greed and apathy
We cannot find or measure up to our rightful morality
We can't see what we must do to be free
So we remain slaves to our human authority
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