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Poems we have written and songs we like... LOL

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Alright, so here is a poem and new thread idea- where should I post?

I'll post here...

It's important to be alive when you die.

There is no point in dying if you are dead.

When the world has you down, weighted down with nothing left,

and yet your heart still beats with vibrance, you my friend, are alive.

You have much to lose and all to gain

Let this be your moment to start again

When there is nothing left, to win or lose, nothing left to gain

You turn around and then, life has just moved on, you have changed

Life has changed, life carries on, life carries on and on....and on.

You awake with love, a breath, the breath of love, for this moment,

In time, my time, our time of light

We awake with a yearning for love, true love, my love, our love

The world is ending, my love stays forever, my love never dies,

Between the moments comes the energy, the memories, this life

It's never lost, this love of mine, of ours

Our love lives on.

When there is nothing left, to win or lose, nothing left to gain

You turn around and then, life has just moved on, you have changed

Life has changed, life carries on, life carries on and on....and on.

OUR LOVE LIVES ON......

Our love is alive and it lives on,

lives on, once given, it lives on.

When there is nothing left, to win or lose, nothing left to gain

You turn around and then, life has just moved on, you have changed

Life has changed, life carries on, life carries on and on....and on

Bounty On My Table ? Ramatam with April Lawton © 1973

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LOL thanks, Jess  :)

your turn, you write the next poem  :)

Oh dear, I think Jess will write an epic poem of a hundred pages  :P  8)

go for it jess!  :)

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here's a good song- my poems are not here because I'm actually stranded- when i get them I'll add to this post... :P

Jackson Browne

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SECRETS OF THE SKY

pulsing aerial cephalopods

wave through dimensions

swoop and dance

with the merriment of being

and secrets of the sky

are spoken by the wind...

string of jewels

planets align

and luminous beings

of aether

shine laughter

as they dance...

a playful vibration.

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Guest fortytwo

Here is something I penned in disgust.

"First it was Jack Kennedy, resplendent in his charm

A leader with charisma, kept the Bay of Pigs all calm

Someone with a rifle, didn't like his face

So they shot him in the head you see

To eradicate post haste

Along comes brother Robert, to settle out the score

Equality and justice for all, he did implore

Again they saw a threat, to their disposed beliefs

And sent out Ruby Red Lips

Just to keep the peace

Now Martin Luther had a dream, all are forgiven

Black and White in harmony, his passion was so driven

Another freedom fighter raising ire in the ranks

Playing with fire is one thing

But don't underestimate their thanks

Three thousand were murdered on that fateful day

All the numbers add up, someone had to pay

Bombings are so yesteryear, who could see it coming

Why not use paper planes

They cut steel like its nothing

Look at them dirty Arabs, laughing in our face

Going to get Bin Laden, he's dead meat on a plate

Grabbed his ass in Abbottabad, slimy little freak

He jumped ship or something

Never did get that straight

Ambassadors in Benghazi, calling for back-up

Sorry we can't help you Chris, what a freaking crack-up

An embassy in a far off land, very hard to get through

Where is the cavalry when you need them?

We would not have a clue

Batman comes to Aurora, Robin stayed at home

It was midnight when he came in, orange hair not combed

Busts in guns a blazing, that dark knight he be

Couldn't see who he's shooting

Too drugged out you see

Some kid with a pistol, or was it an M-16

Shot all the little children for no reason, so it seems

They have our asses covered, you can be very sure of that

Thank God for the government

Or thank the other chap

Where in Hell are we going, to put up with this crap

Don't just sit there moaning, there is no time for that

Best to join together and take the reins away

Liberty and freedom, that's the American way."

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written 7th november 2001

aged 21 and learning about relationships and unrequited love:

The anguish of being misconstrued

Good intentions refused - forgotten

Past discrepancies resurface as fuel

Setting blaze to a sorry heart

A victim of circumstance

More one explains

The more desperate one sounds

So i'll seek no more to explain myself

Easier to forgive someone else

Whose face falls not before the mirror

That reflects my soul

And leaves me no reprieve...

But i have found a new way

Giving rise to a new peace

And despite temptations otherwise

I no longer feel the need to talk about it.

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2001 again

coming down after having ingesting some san pedro cactus (may not even make sense  :P) :

Am i thinking too much,

or do i know how you feel?

Does too much thought cloud the beauty of empathy?

Or is empathy the ability to experience sameness without thought?

Thoughts simply amplify their words,

but words cannot express my thoughts.

Why is life so full of irony?

To keep us believing!!!

What greater gift of feeling existence in the present, is there,

than when life's commentary mocks you with conviction

and blatant disregard?

I hear you Alannis!

why do we torture ourselves through song?

It's just good to know someone feels exactly like ME

They may not feel that way now.

And you may not feel this way tomorrow.

But another feels sameness,and that's comforting

Oh the beauty of empathy.

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undated titled "separateness"

We are one my friends

All else is folly, i contend.

Let's not forget this simple fact,

Find solace in it's truth

As it slowly breaks the mind

Only to put it back intact

with a new configuration

A more evolved vibration

Where liberation resonates

And perpetuates the soul's ascension

From the illusion of separateness

To a point of illumination

Where fear does not have free rein

of an untamed, scattered

and dualistic mind, that,

Given the opportunity will knock

On the door of samsara

Taking comfort in its lies,

Its rationalisations and its judgements.

We are one my friends

All else is illusion.

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yes i just raided my old shoebox of memories  :-*.

like the scene in Amelie where the guy gets his old shoebox of childhood toys back.

today i am 21 again.

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ok- so, I'm hearing music in my head and start writing some of it down...

 

Did I jump my mark?
Did I fall too far?
We are what we are, today.


Tomorrow, who am I?
And the next day will I ask why?
We are who we are, today.


We're the many, I'm the many
We are what we are today, we are...
we a-r-e---------------today, right n-o-w

This is funny,  really funny
because it reminds me of a
Renaisance song.
But that's how I hear it and forever shall it be.

 

Forever it shall be-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e.......he, he, h...

 

 

just adding some thoughts to the thread..

 




 

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