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Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Their

Love can be a game

So give it another name

Love can be an illusion

So come to your own conclusion

Think of it as chance

Two hearts waiting to dance

Think of it as faith

Two hearts in such a haste

Two find each other and share

Life's cosmic drink, a dare




Men


Men can be funny

They can be such a bore

They keep getting me confused with
the Madonna and the whore

Men't can't take a joke

They can be funny

They tell me i am PMSing
and get hopped up like a bunny

Men can be childish

Act like someone you bore

Keep trying to read your mind
and find out what your for

Men can be silly

They can lack self-esteem

Look down at their pants
and ask if there's something you need

Men can be scary

Test your patience on a dare

Dash all your dreams

And make you more aware

Friday, March 23, 2007

Girl On A Boat

Girl on a boat

Surrounded by water

Look into the reflection she says
and you shall see your future

Is it good or bad

Does she even know the truth

A faithful hand

A faithful preacher

What do you see she says

A future leader

A future foe

All one can see is themselves
and that's all they truly know


Just Because


I have compassion

Pity

I have piety

Good Lord

 
I have passion

Uptight

I have belief

In time

I have graciousness

Gimme Mine

I have understanding

Know clue

And I have sobriety

When I think of you




Locked


Don't ever let me stray

Down a darkened path

Don't ever let me lay

While I should do tasks

David and Goliath knew the truth

Lesson learned from the battle of a brute

The young know the true way

While the elders battle all day



Peace


When it reached me

I knew it was there

Peace, peace and nothing but peace

I felt a cold stare but a warm hand

And I knew it was from the heart

I now live for nothing more

I now live like never before

Peace, peace and nothing but peace

Alive and feeling more




Honey


To be disarming
is tiresome

Making one believe
is winesome

To Tolerate
is beautiful

To accept
is bountiful

And to hear you
is captivating




Deaf Mute


Convey a message

Become a mute

Say nothing to anyone
and you shall join our group

Take a slap
and then recoup

Say nothing to anyone
and you shall join our group

Kicked when you are down

Then get you troops

Say nothing to anyone
and you shall join our group
Hide

When ever was her name

Lovely was all I knew

Poised in rhythm upon an ocean blue

Who's there when all else fails

A beat, a kiss

My tears fill the pail

Lovely's do lovely's

Like an open invitation

To speak to

Sing too

Lie too
Cry too

Save too

I amuse

I am use

I a muse




Chalk Blue


Bubblegum footsteps tripping liquid muse

Laughing and blue on your cards of lose

Rolling and playing bring cessation of heart

Cascading the sea and falling apart

Here comes feeling and trusting and sucking the joy

Girls yearning and moaning the water for boys




Tug of War


A predictable tug of war

Hoping two wake up gently in the morning

I shower you with kisses

And bathe you in hugs

With those who let go
protecting the worse




Ward


New frock

To mock

No shower

No power

Say a word

Ask the Lord

Sing a song

Miss your mom

Open a closet

Make a deposit

Know your place

Waste of Space





Strangely Beautiful


Strange and beautiful
like ice cream
Quirks in the personality
like girls in a bollywood movie

Seeing them spin
Seeing them bounce
Seeing them bow
Seeing them pounce

Like ice cream

Strangely beautiful

Memories of nature
Building blocks of life

Monday, March 19, 2007

When you are rich ....When you are poor

This is for those of us who have moved up or down the social classes and for those stuck in the middle trying to live like both here's what to expect


When you are rich...you will pretend money hasn't changed you


When you are poor...you are making some changes






When you are rich...you might forget where you came from


When you are poor ... you might forget where you are going






When you are rich...your children get something for nothing


When you are poor....your children want something for nothing






When you are rich.... there are no exceptions or rules you must succeed


When you are poor.... if you succeed you are an exception to the rules






When you are poor...if you commit a crime it's sorrily expected because you are poor


When you are rich...if you commit a crime you expect to be asked if you are sorry for acting so poorly






When you are poor ... where there is a will there is a relative way


When you rich... where there is a will there is a wayward relative






When you are poor ... if you ask for money it is called begging


When you are rich ... when you ask for money it is called fundraising








When you are poor ... you will aspire to be imitated


When you are rich ... you will imitate those that inspire you








When you are poor ... it's about the quantity you get for your dollar


When you are rich ... it's abour the quality you get for your dollar






When you are poor ... art is an expression of your lack of money


When you are rich ... art is an investment of your abundance of money






When you are poor ... you will need to actualize your imagination in order to succeed in this world


When you are rich ... you will need to actually share in order for this world to succeed






When you are poor .... you may have observed life to it's fullest degrees


When you are rich .... you may have a degree in life's observations






When you are poor ... you will complain about how taxes are spent


When you are rich .... you will complain about how you spend taxes






When you are poor you can still lead a rich life....when you are rich you can still lead a poor life








Joey


I think I love love too much

In all all is well

Just waiting to hear his voice

And take in his smell




True


It is what it is

The truth never dies

Never die the truth




Martin Luther King Day


Long live the king

For each a dream he brings

Long live the king

For him a bell shall ring







Nice


I dream of love

Blue skys

I dream of trust

Nice eyes

I dream of you

All day

I dream of you

To stay

I dream of lust

Nice lies

I dream of falling

In love again

I dream of hearts

It’s such a strain




Would you


Would you go to a

Bald barber

Dentist with no teeth

Anorexic chef

Runner with no feet

Dancer with no rhythm

Baker with no nose

King with no kinsmen

Artist with no shows



For You


Filling in the blanks

Covering up the spaces

Chilling on the maps

Looking at the faces

Thinking of my love

Forbidden in some places

Thinking of my love

Fighting all the cases




From Above


In his arms again

Makes me feel warm inside

Sometimes we fight

And it makes me hide

I know it’s love

Because he is sent from above

I know it’s love

Because he’s sent from above

In his arms again

I feel calm inside

I want his love

Because he’s sent from above

Sometimes we cry

And I want to say bye

But I feel his love

Because he’s sent from above

I feel his love

Because he’s sent from above





Yours


I can be yours

I can be

I can be yours

And make it fate

I can be yours

I can be

I can be yours

It’s not to late

Trapped in this world it’s toture

Seeing all the violence and hate

So I will be yours

I will be

Brought in your life

To be your mate