Acid Rain
In the night I hide
shattered, broken of heart
my soul in anguish
I cannot see far.
Lost in an endless pain
trapped in a torn mind
defeat spread like acid rain
as I search the line-
where sky and earth meets
I grasp the tides
somewhere the death of dreams
comes to be me.
I look through misery's eyes
and gaze for the serene,
but only see the bitter lie
though I steady try-
to flee from all the shame
it spreads like acid rain
I face the distance of time
and begin sigh.
A sweet moonlit twilight
faded beauty inside
death of innocent times
and simplicity of mind.
I breath in the cool air
smoke and tears stain my window
in the sharp night
and there falls acid rain.
- Written by: Phillip Knox
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Durable - By Kaiit
Durable
As I look down at the past,
I look up at what is yet to come.
This change is for the better,
this change is while I'm young.
Good change is taking its time,
good change has just begun.
Even if the desire was there,
I can't go back now.
what's done - is done.
Now is not the time for nostalgia
Now is not the time to focus on what went wrong.
Darling, please come along..
walk with stride
pick up your pride.
Get on track before your depression comes back.
Stop dreaming, this is reality.
Life's testing your durability
do you feel the resistance?
do you feel anything at all?
I wouldn't say you're broken, I would say you're ready to fall.
Beyond numb to the core sweet nothingness.
Look into my eyes, do you see something more?
these eyes,
these eyes have been through hell, don't be surprised.
- Written by: Kaiit
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As I look down at the past,
I look up at what is yet to come.
This change is for the better,
this change is while I'm young.
Good change is taking its time,
good change has just begun.
Even if the desire was there,
I can't go back now.
what's done - is done.
Now is not the time for nostalgia
Now is not the time to focus on what went wrong.
Darling, please come along..
walk with stride
pick up your pride.
Get on track before your depression comes back.
Stop dreaming, this is reality.
Life's testing your durability
do you feel the resistance?
do you feel anything at all?
I wouldn't say you're broken, I would say you're ready to fall.
Beyond numb to the core sweet nothingness.
Look into my eyes, do you see something more?
these eyes,
these eyes have been through hell, don't be surprised.
- Written by: Kaiit
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ICE - By Richard Thomas
ICE
It soothes my sores
And cools my drinks
And makes the floors
For skating rinks.
It floats in punch
In cubic form.
It's fun to crunch
When I feel warm.
It's great for sleds
And pucks and falls
And penguin beds
And igloo walls.
On frigid days
It's hail or sleet
Or frozen glaze
That coats our street.
It forms the flakes
In snow that drops.
It's crust on lakes
Or puddletops.
It's bergs adrift
On northern seas.
It's nature's gift
Adorning trees.
A hanging spear
From roof or wire.
It's crystal clear
And gleams like fire.
- Written by: Richard Thomas
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It soothes my sores
And cools my drinks
And makes the floors
For skating rinks.
It floats in punch
In cubic form.
It's fun to crunch
When I feel warm.
It's great for sleds
And pucks and falls
And penguin beds
And igloo walls.
On frigid days
It's hail or sleet
Or frozen glaze
That coats our street.
It forms the flakes
In snow that drops.
It's crust on lakes
Or puddletops.
It's bergs adrift
On northern seas.
It's nature's gift
Adorning trees.
A hanging spear
From roof or wire.
It's crystal clear
And gleams like fire.
- Written by: Richard Thomas
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PRAISING PIZZA - By Richard Thomas
PRAISING PIZZA
They call it pie, but sweet it's not.
And "pizza" means exactly what?
By any name, when it's served hot,
A palate-pleaser's what you've got.
Ignore existing recipes.
To dough, tomato sauce and cheese
Add any toppings that you please
From orchards, gardens, fields and seas.
Begin with veggies, ripe and raw,
Then olives, mushrooms, fruit and slaw.
Add lots of extra cheese to gnaw
And scatter truffles over all.
Then to this scrumptious-looking mess
(A monument to wholesomeness).
Add pepperoni please, unless,
A vegan lifestyle you profess.
Next, top it off with caviar
And, though it sounds a bit bizarre,
Add chocolate, and there you are:
A feast for rajah, queen or czar.
Nutritious, tempting and complete--
It's all a person needs to eat.
No known cuisine can hope to beat
This cheap, beloved and tasty treat.
- Written by: Richard Thomas
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They call it pie, but sweet it's not.
And "pizza" means exactly what?
By any name, when it's served hot,
A palate-pleaser's what you've got.
Ignore existing recipes.
To dough, tomato sauce and cheese
Add any toppings that you please
From orchards, gardens, fields and seas.
Begin with veggies, ripe and raw,
Then olives, mushrooms, fruit and slaw.
Add lots of extra cheese to gnaw
And scatter truffles over all.
Then to this scrumptious-looking mess
(A monument to wholesomeness).
Add pepperoni please, unless,
A vegan lifestyle you profess.
Next, top it off with caviar
And, though it sounds a bit bizarre,
Add chocolate, and there you are:
A feast for rajah, queen or czar.
Nutritious, tempting and complete--
It's all a person needs to eat.
No known cuisine can hope to beat
This cheap, beloved and tasty treat.
- Written by: Richard Thomas
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REFLECTION OF YOU - Sylvia Salima
REFLECTION OF YOU
When you are cold when you are strong
When all fades when you are out of strength
When you are weak when all is gone
I'll always be true
When you run when you are my light to stop
When you are out of reach
When no answer seems right
I'll always be true
When you give up when you move on
When you try when no hope is left
When all seems false when all is broken
I'll always be true
Truth is the sincerity in me
Love is what I hold most
Reflection is what takes me back to you
I'll
always be true till the end.
- Written by: Sylvia Salima
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sylviasalima@yahoo.com
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HEARTBREAK GAME - By Sylvia Salima
HEARTBREAK GAME
He loves me I love another
It's a cycle of love Love never taken for granted
I think of another His thoughts are of me
How could I be so blind It's real, It's true
What would I do How could I lie.
He hopes in prayers He sleeps in dreams
How could he remain so true
I cant change my heart I cant stab myself
Why do I feel this way
How could I love someone I have never thought of
He leaves in a future of me and him:
I leave in a future of me and another
Both feel true emotions both are clear
Too bad it's always vice versa
We leave in a life of vicious circle
I lie he
believes
I hold my thoughts my emotions are out of control
The cycle is on no redirecting
Both ends loose in a game of Heartbreak.
- Written by: Sylvia Salima
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sylviasalima@yahoo.com
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SIN OF BEAUTY - By Sylvia Salima
SIN OF BEAUTY
She is the girl The girl in a blue skirt
True beauty True admiration
From a distance all look in disbilief
True essence of beauty but a loner within
Her
smile captivates even the blind recognize her precense
Her walk attracts even the streets brighten
The presence of true heavenly creation
True essence of beauty but a loner within
She wants to scream but she keeps it together
She helps the needy to replace the missing pieces
'Why am I a loner'she asks her soul
True essence of beauty but a loner within
'All want her', but the wrong gentlemen she says.
All listen, but her beauty always finds the way ahead,
'Can't anyone find the true her' her heart pales in agony
True essence of beauty but a loner within
Her loneliness kills her more everyday
She would exchange her beauty for love
All she has is what attracts the wrong people
The beauty that shines like light but in darkness it carries
loneliness
The SIN of BEAUTY.
- Written by: Sylvia Salima
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sylviasalima@yahoo.com
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