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This Song is for my Mother

This song is for my mother
Let her hear me cry
I couldn’t bring myself to write it
‘Til this darkened day arrived
A song about old promises 
Made so long ago
Created and cremated
Ashes of the words I spoke

Long separated by the miles
Distanced from her golden smiles
Memory of a mother
Shared my dreams and really cared

Long separated by the miles
Distanced from her golden smiles
Mama…
I know I wasn’t there……

For you

Would have placed 
A magic carpet 
‘neath your weak and shaky legs

Would have raised
A strong west wind
Let you breathe with ease again

Would have bribed 
God’s venal angels
Come and soothe your endless pain

Would have vanquished
All the demons
And bring peace to you again

Be the child
I never knew
In a land
We won’t grow old

Be the light
I always loved
Warmed my dark 
And lonely soul

Be the girl
Playing games
In a world 
The sun won’t set

Be the laughter
Calms my heart
I never will forget
I won’t forget, won’t forget

This song is for my mother
Let her hear me cry
Couldn’t bring myself to write it
‘Til this darkened day arrived
Song about old promises 
Made so long ago
Created….cremated
Ashes of the words I spoke

I broke my promises, oh mama
Now you’ve gone away 
I’m broken
Drowning in the pain each day

I’m  drowning…drowning...drowning…drowning

This song is for my mother
Let her hear me…….



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Remember

In flanders fields the poppies do grow
For those brave soldiers that did die
The ones to whom I speak of
Are the ones that fought with pride
The ones who fought a war that was really worth fighting for
The ones who stood up for our rights a freedoms 
It's those soldiers whom I adore
They fought with a reason, they fought with a purpose
The days, The night it didn't matter but still they did not hurt us
What I mean  is that everything that they fought for truly had a meaning
They were fighting a war for life, not for wealth or stealing

Please remember what these soldiers fought so hard for,
Please remember why.
Don't commit anymore of these acts of hate
No more people need to die
Everyone has there time to go in life let them choose there way
The wars need to end here, the peace is what needs to stay
At least one day out of the year please let's just remember 
The Brave, The Strong, The Few
If it wasn't for them fighting for where you are now 
There might not be a Me a You.
So with pride I say thank you from the bottom of my heart
To all the soldiers that fought for the right reasons
To give us all a fresh new start.


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Life

Life is a many things
Sometimes life is a dark tunnel,
But every tunnel has a light at the end
I will be your lantern to guide the way
Cling to me and I will keep you from the darkness
Life is a giant battle.
I will be your shield and spear 
Your spear to pierce through the horrible people
Who want to harm you, 
Your shield to protect you
From the battles you cannot win your self 
life is many things my dear 
But I am here,
For you to use, to cherish, and love.
Life is many things my dear. 
But you are not alone.
I am here. 


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He was only 17

He crushed his heart. On hopes flutteringly light as butterfly wings. On dreams foolishly bright as silver bells. On dreams seemingly fine and looking good. He broke his heart. On tales of lust hewn from his faint heart. He banked his faith on the words of a woman. He lost his sight searching into darkness. He thought it wise to love once and never again. He thought he had found his only love. His only hope. He was only 17


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A House On the Cliff's Edge

There is a house on the cliff’s edge,
Around a quiet, unmarked shoreline
At night, the tide lifts high against a foggy moon
In the morning, gloomy clouds settle with the sea
At times, not even the birds are seen or heard
The house is left to nature’s caress

Home-crafted seashell chimes sway and sing with the wind
Crushed sand dollars lie together on the back porch
The shells were once whole, collected by the former owners
Long gone are they now, smiling with the moon
The owners are the very sound of the ocean spray,
Striking the rocks, announcing the cool dawn of day
They are not the dark, empty rooms,
The rooms that nobody thinks of as they go about their lives
The quiet owners are long gone—thought of only by one
A stillborn legacy about as tiresome as the sun,
When the clouds crisp out its beams . . .

A seawater puddle is in the middle of the dining room
Nobody knows it sits there, sinking in the floorboards
It used to be a far larger puddle after a storm,
Stealthily leaking into the house
But now it is small—so small—and the boards are moist,
Moist with its only companion amongst the instilled silence

Nobody thinks of empty, abandoned rooms
Nobody remembers the former owners
They were not much for socials and gatherings
They always lived their quiet, happy lives
Without a care of the outside world,
Far from anybody’s thought
Miles from the nearest home
Where the next generation comfortably lives 

He never finished fixing that leak . . .

Sometimes the puddle gets bigger after other storms
And when it does, there is almost life there again
You can see the chandelier reflected on the unperturbed water
As a crystal dangles and falls from on high
The dark silence following the drop is as deep as thought . . .

Nobody thinks of empty, abandoned rooms
Nobody remembers the former owners
There is merely a house on the cliff’s edge
Around a quiet, unmarked shoreline

-March 21, 2013-


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The Power Of Pride

As I surmise all that is me strewn and cluttered, 
My conscious lies casually shorn and shuttered, 
For here lie the spoils of stubborn iniquity, 
I shuffle and toil, floundering in frailty. 

Oh what great havoc, what conscious so lewd, 
Creates such traffic which now spoils the fruit, 
Of truly righteous deeds committed by a scurrilous man, 
Of whom I could no better know, no better understand, 

For this terribly lost and forever forlorn soul, 
Is none other than me shivering and sniveling so, 
And as helpless as I suddenly appear to be, 
I now understand the strength pride provides so easily, 

For there is purpose in pride, yet none in shame, 
As ambition carries us blind to who’s at blame, 
And just where is the woe when the devil may care, 
For we are soon found alone, our conscious left bare, 

And as I embark into this desolate place, 
My horrors so dark, my fears crimson in taste, 
Forward I race into the perilous pit, 
With none other to blame for this simple life I quit.


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To My Valentine

I remember the day,
You came into my life,
Making my heart feel a warmth,
That I've never felt before,Your beauty is unlike any other,
For it is like a beautiful painting,
It shins all the time,During the rain or shine,
Your beautiful words,Your beautiful smile,
Your wonderful personality,
Just everything about you,
Makes a great gift to give,
And you are giving it to me,
Which I'm proud to have,
It all in my life,
For I will charish you always,
And try never to hurt you,
Giving you all that you need in return,
Celebratinh our love for each other,
All the days of our lives,Charishing all of our precious moments,
We share through the years,
Holding you tightly in my heart,
For you are my love of my life,
That I never want to loose,
And today is one special day,
That is for you,
My special Valentine.


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Stone by Stone

I have a wall you cannot see
Because it's deep inside of me.
It blocks my heart on every side.
And helps emotions there to hide.
You can't reach in,
You can't reach out,
You wonder what it's all about.

The wall I built that you can't see
Results from insecurity.
Each time my tender heart was hurt
The scars grew worse and worse.
So stone by stone,
I built a wall,
That's so thick it will not fall.

Please understand that it's not you-
Continue trying to break through.
I want so much to show myself
And love from you will really help.
So bit by bit,
Chip at my wall,
Till stone by stone it starts to fall.

I know the process will be slow-
It's never easy to let go.
Of hurts and failures long ingrained,
Upon one's heart from years of pain.
I'm so afraid,
To let you in,
I know I might get hurt again.

I try so hard to break the wall,
But seem to get nowhere at all.
For stone upon each stone I've stacked,
And left between them not a crack.
The only way,
To make it fall,
Is imperfections in the wall.

I did the best I could to build
A perfect wall, but there are still
A few small flaws, which are key
Please use each flaw,
To use a crack,
To knock a stone off the stack.

For just as stone by stone was laid,
With every hurt and every pain.
So stone by stone the wall will break,
As love replaces everyone.
Please be the one,
Who shares enough,
To find the flaws, no matter what.


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Dawson

No pagan crown of fossil lairs
Of him I write no verse nor song
T’is not a soup to stir nor share
When lending strength, to something wrong.

Seconds cloned from darkest matter
Mutated minutes dredged by fear
Mind confusion as reason shatters
Innocents lanced by emotion's spears.

Flowers edge the steps and fences
Prayers are uttered near a shrine
Notes of love, as grief commences 
A vigil wrought by hearts sublime.

Picking up the scattered pieces
Light must shine to crack the dawn
Support can smooth the furrowed creases
Only hope can make their spirits strong.


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Superwoman

I'm sitting here again,
Just waiting for a call
So I can put on my suit
And help someone get up from their fall.
It's not an easy job,
This whole Superwoman thing.
Flying through the sky,
Moving at lightening speed.

As I sit here waiting,
I'm contemplating
Whether or not I should do something,
Because this is getting boring.
The music is on its sixth rotation.
I had every word memorized after the second,
But I know as soon as I start something,
Of course, I'll hear the ring.
It never fails.

When it finally does ring,
I put the "S" on my chest.
I'm there in two seconds
Helping clean someone's mess.

Broken lives and tattered dreams,
This is my reality.
Broken hearts. So many tears
I've wiped from eyes for all these years.
The children are the hardest to behold.
How do I save them from shattered homes?
The "S" on my chest is only a sign.
I'm not God. I can't go back in time.
I can't change the lives given to them.
I'm just here to help their little hearts mend.

When my job is done,
I head back home,
Take the "S" off my chest,
And lay down to rest.
Until the next time I get a call
And put my "S" back on to save someone from their fall.


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The Definition Of A Real Woman

(W)- A real woman knows that the wages of sin is death so she is not concerned about the wages of a real man, because money comes and goes like day and night; but true love comes just every blue moon. A real woman isn't loud and doesn't have to be the center of attention. Money is a gold-diggers virtue, while patience is a real woman’s virtue. A real woman is always wary of the image she displays to the world because she knows her children are watching her every move. A real woman’s wisdom comes from the teachings of her elders and the experiences and hardships life brings. A real woman is the wings that help a broken man learn to fly again. When you become the object of a real woman’s affection, winning is the only option.

(O)- A real woman’s main obligation is to better herself, before she attempts to become someone’s better half. A real woman is very obliged with all that God has blessed her with. When a man takes a real woman for granted, she makes up her mind to put him away into oblivion. A real woman is use to jumping hurdles because overcoming obstacles in life keeps her on the right track. A real woman doesn't spend her time worrying if failure is around the corner, because she occupies her freedom chasing her dreams in her most comfortable running shoes. A real woman is a hopeless romantic ready to be wooed with an odyssey of love with a real man by her side.

(M)- A real woman’s presence is magnanimous and captures attention because of the poised and elegant stature of her classy nature. A real woman is like the magnet of ecstasy. All women don't attend college or hold prestigious employment, but for many being the Valedictorian of mothers everywhere is the major of their lives. A real woman respects the art of marriage and believes in monogamy. A real woman’s life is the motion picture of sophistication. The mythology of a woman began within a man’s ribs and ends in the beat of his heart.

(A)- A real woman sticks to her man like glue and never abandons his side. A real woman has the ability to do anything a man can. A real woman has the power to fill the abyss of a man’s pains with joy. A real woman prays with her other half because faith is the key of remaining on one accord. A real woman will amaze you with the way she adapts to changes in her ambiance. A real woman is the architect of her own destiny.

(N) A real woman needs a man to understand and love her for everything she is and for everything she is not because a good support system is a leading factor in longevity within relationships. A real woman is the nexus between love and happiness. When you converse with a real woman you will realize that she is nimble with her every response. No man can ignore the nymph of a real woman, because it is in her D.N.A to be notable.



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A Child's Dream Come True

As the sunsets at the end of the day,
And the night begins to fall,
So, does all the dreams of all the little children,
In their own wonderlands of their own,
Wishing and thinking of great things to come,
Hoping their parents will make these dreams come alive,
Cause dreams to children should become bright and gleam,
And all to them more than just alive,
All children want is hopes and dreams to become true,
But if you can teach them how to work hard at them,
They too can make their dreams become their own reality,
For any one person works hard enough,
At what they want in life,
They can have any one thing they want,
All they have to do is work really hard to make it real,
For believers can believe in themselves,
And strive to work toward making their own goals,
Their very own come true,
Which gives more satisfaction in life,
Than things being handed to you,
So always strive for the best,
And all your wishes and dreams can come true,
In your life if you want them too.


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A Brother

They come in all shapes These folks we call friends Opinions they share And souls each one bares. But no friend comes close To that of a brother Great strength from within Tender hearts that don’t smother. It’s often been said To have many friends One first is a friend With whom one breaks bread. When one needs to glean The support of another Seek out far and wide The comfort of a brother!


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My Promise To You

My Promise To You

as long as I stand 
I promise you I will always be your man
as long as I stand
I will be standing by your side
you are my wife my bride my life

as long as I stand 
I will protect you
from all harm
just hold onto my arm

we will walk togeather side by side
into the sunset 
the sunset of our years

I may loose my hair or have it all turn gray
or gain a pound or two
but I will look at you with all my love
I will always see you as beautiful as you can be
as the day you gave yourself to me

never will I look at or desire another
that’s the way I was raised
like my father looked at my mother

as long as I stand 
I promise you I will always be your man
you can depend on me

Dennis Davis
March 2, 2013


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THE PERFECT WOMAN

THE PERFECT WOMAN

What does a perfect woman mean? 
Does it mean something that meets your standards?
A standard measured by physical appearance
or from within towards one's heart and soul?

Perfect is just a label 
A label to define what you like in a woman
A woman whom you want to be with for the rest of your life
A life that will make you feel satisfied.

What is a perfect woman for me?
The perfect woman is a woman who is beautiful inside and out
Not only in the sight of those around us
But in the sight of GOD


By: Ms.Melba Regina V.Sales
      ( a.k.a RIPPED HEART AND SOUL )



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My Cousin Alf

Written by my Cousin Susan Northwood who thinks she cannot write. She wrote this poem for me. pleaser let her know that she can write very well, she is also an excellent artist. By the way, I am back from my holiday, and glad to be back with you all.





My cousin  Alf.

Whilst searching on the net one day
A name jumped out on me
Peter Duggan, as he is known
My cousin, that he be.
A crazy man, a writer too
Speaks his mind, I kid not you
He loves to argue, and debate
Gossip, and trivia, he does so hate.

He wrote me emails, all the time
And many poems in rhythm, and rhyme
His words were calming, made sense to me
Helped my fears,and anxieties.
Life for him had not been kind
Bullied, beaten, and a troubled mind
But here he was, helping me
With all my anger, that He could see

As time did pass, my life got better
Thanks to him, and all his letters
Back and forth, we wrote like mad
Happy laughing, and sometimes sad.
Now here in Oz, I've come to see
My cousin, and his family
Yes he's just how I imagined
Loves all life, and writes with passion.

He argues, talks, and often shouts
Sings, and laughs, but what about?
Yes, he's blunt, and can be rude
He'll shock you too, if you're a prude
But underneath his suit of armour
There stands a man, who's met his karma
All he wants is peace in in life
No more trouble. fights and strife.

There's many souls who cannot cope
With this loud, outspoken bloke
But I know where this man is from
He says it in his words and songs.
So for me he is not Peter
Or Billy, John or Ralph
He simply is my cousin 
Also known as Alf.

Written by Susan Northwood, for Peter Duggan.


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Equal in God's Eye

REFRAIN

What does sets us above the pack;
the throng, the herd the mob?
And, do all these most righteous things
bring us nearer to our God?

Does walking upright, head held high
give clear sight from aloft
thus showing those who walk on four
as merely God's cast offs?

   What does sets us above the pack;
   the throng, the herd the mob?
   And, do all these most righteous things
   bring us nearer to our God?

Do denizens of air and sea
fall farther from God's grace,
And, are the golden buzzing bees
so damned to be erased?

   What does sets us above the pack;
   the throng, the herd the mob?
   And, do all these most righteous things
   bring us nearer to our God?

Or, will we find on judgment day
bound to, entombed surprised
when we realize all God's creations 
are equal in His eyes.




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TO EVERY SOLDIER THAT THEIR IS

One of the happiest days,
Is  bringing our soldiers home alive,
To where they can be seen,
By their families once again,
To show them we love them,
And care about them,
In the ways we should,
Cause they gave up their time,
And their lives for this country,
For our freedoms we often take for granted,
To protect us from the domestic evils of today,
Whether we see them or not,
We should praise them all,
For all that they have done,
Including those who have fallen,
And can Not walk back through the gates of home,
For they have fallen and given more for this country,
And sacrificed more than we pay attention too,
To save us all for our freedoms,
Which our country will often forget,
With time the fallen one's,
Because we often pay attention to those,
Who are here in front of us and can fight,
One day at a time,
Which is the wrong way to be,
Cause all soldiers are made the same,
And should never be forgotten in anyway,
Day after day cause we have what we have,
To remind us all of all who have sacrificed their lives,
For the freedoms we have to keep us safe,
Each and everyday!


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A * Window * In * The * Skies

The shakles are undone

The bullits quit the gun

The heat that's in the sun

Will keep us when there's none

The rule has been disproved

The stone it has been moved

The grave is now a groove

All debts are removed ~


Oh can't you see what love has done?
Oh can't you see what love has done?
Oh can't you see what love has done?
What its done to me?


Love makes strange enemies

Makes love where love may please

The Soul and its striptease

Hate brought it to its knees

The sky over our head

We can reach it from our bed

You let me in your heart

And out of my head, head....


Oh can't you see what love has done?
Oh can't you see what love has done?
Oh can't you see what love has done?
What its done to me?


Oh, oh, oh, oh....
Oh, oh, oh, oh....
Please don't ever let me out of You ~


I've got no shame, oh no, oh no


Oh can't you see what love has done?
Oh can't you see?
Oh can't you see what love has done?
What its doing to me?


I know I hurt you and I made you cry

Did everything but murder you and I

But love left a window in the skies ~

And to love I rhapsodize

To every broken heart

For every heart that cries

Love left a window in the skies

And to love I rhapsodize....

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

....“U2 * Circa, 2006” ~


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New Year's Eve

Can’t think about the Year that didn’t last
Can’t fight the time and how it passed so fast…
Voices were cheerful that night
Everyone was full of silver light

I heard the sounds but didn’t care
I couldn’t help but only think and stare…
I dreamed of love that possibly I’ll never share
And of life that was just like a fairytale.

In that second of complete despair
I saw the moon and realized it was all a dare
Then your voice whispered in my ear
Promising me all I needed to hear…


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The Scholastic Mechanic!

Please allow me to introduce,
Without any pardon or excuse,
A man who needs no introduction,
To those he’s given instruction,

A man who has always helped me,
To understand extreme fallacy,
Through guidance and edification,
He spreads his extreme education,

Now he never reserves his lessons,
And always leaves his impressions,
Upon those he teaches his schtick,
For he is our scholastic mechanic,

Always he tinkers under the hood,
To find the best of what is good,
And now without further adieu,
I am proud to present to you,

A man who’s mind always races,
And affords us other head cases,
A view most definitely skewed,
By great wisdom and high I.Q.,

A man whom I proudly call my brother,
Who’s humble wit makes him tougher,
Than my boastful wages however manic,
…Our G-Man the scholastic mechanic!


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A Little Girl Named Marie

  There is a mud brick house
With roof of palm fronds and thatch:
  Behold a little girl named Marie
In possession of my farthest dispatch.
  My picture on its pale mud wall
Above her barest earth floor bedding:
  I hope one day her crying tears
Will be tears of great joy shedding

  On darkest Africa's west coast,
A small Temne village in Sierra Leone:
  Gathering windblown palm nuts
Or fetching water to carry back home.
  Grandmother inside making oil,
And villagers irrigating planted plots:
  Marie and her busy little friends
Are chasing the birds from the crops

  The Port Loko District foothills
In the Kalamera Development Project:
  Home of tribesman shepherds
And Medicine Men to malady correct.
  From day to day her people lead
A subsistence life with each breath:
  Will Marie and her family live
Till next harvest to again cheat death

  I lie awake in my bed at night
With my mother's book of English verse:
  It is then I think of you, Marie,
And am reminded whose plight is worse.
  God bless you my sponsored child,
And cheerful speak your native tongue!
  The greatest gift you give to me -
That you grow to be your tribe among

September 1996

Dedicated to all sponsored children everywhere!


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Antigone

I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?


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Smile Its Your Birthday

it seems like an eternity
since ive seen ur smile
the fact that uve been gone
still has me in deep denial

a lot of stuff has happened
since ur smile left this earth
gatherings, eagles losing, parties
life changes and brooklyns birth

a lot of people miss u greatly
n think about u everyday
our last picture together
on my dresser it will stay

ur deep voice, ur humor, ur kindness
is what i tend to miss the most
ur passing forever broke my heart
but our memories i hold close

i must admit, i did hit rock bottom
drugs n alcohol i used to cope
i took ur passing very hard
i started to give up hope

but i looked into brooklyns eyes
n caught a glimpse of u
u probably would have kicked my ass
sober now i stay true

mom also met a fine fella
u actually would approve
no need to kick this guys ass
hes good to her n the kids to

madison is so smart n beautiful
byron is turning into a handsome man
there both striving so well
u should be a very proud dad

two of ur friends got engaged
there so cute n its exciting news
i hope they live a life of happiness
i know u would feel the same to

ur brother misses u the most
hes coping the best he can
he misses u as much as i do
he was ur biggest fan

ur neighbors n friends
also stop by ur page
reminiscing about the good times
the laughter n good chatter ud engage

thank-god for all the music
its a good way to deal with pain in life
cause without u here with us
its like eating steak without a knife

im over trying to understand
i feel ur in a happier place
you had ur own reasons
your demons u finally faced

but in a couple days
ur birthday we will celebrate
the big thirty seven u turn
teasing u old man woulda been great

your always in our hearts
in our thoughts forever jay
so while ur up in heaven...
smile...cause its ur birthday :)

http://youtu.be/Qy1LXL0606Q


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The Rebellion of '57

'''tis Power that rules men,not men-- When they but have misused That Power, to abduct their soul-- For It then stands abused.'' So at such time when Anguish With rage, had undone The bonds that with-held the blaze In hearts of everyone, To over-throw the unjust rule, There was an uprise; To win-over our Liberty, There was The Uprise...: A feeble Nation rose to fore, To fight the unjust Company, And India--She rose in uproar-- Indians rose to mutiny. With swords and shields, hearts of gold, A clan of Warriors rose, Against a mighty cannon-force, The Clan of Warriors rose. Here, wars were waged, There battles won, With valour-ridden thought; Then lives were lost in the field 'gainst the forces of distraught. The final picture was of Death-- Of the stabbed, the beaten and bruised, For against gun and mortar-bolt Sword and stick was used.....


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LOVE FOR MY FATHER

I sometimes sit and wonder, dad are you with me? and are you sad?
I think of the time I had with him here on earth
He was a this frail, little man who loved the Lord 
He certainly did all he could, he loved yellow for he stood out in a crowd
My dad was a wonderful person and friend
You just had to do for him, he was always so happy and never sad
To have some help from time to time, he loved you to come see him
He was a true man of God
He went to church and gave all he had
He never had extravagant things
He loved the basics of having furniture and clothes
When I gave him the rocking chair for Fathers Day in 2008,
Little did I know he was getting ready to leave this earth
I remember being so very happy to see, the smile on his face
When I would come near
The thing I am trying to express for all of us is  to love your fathers and
Give them your trust
For you never know that this little man from God in yellow 
He may still be sitting in the church he loved. 
I remember always my father he was, the light of my life and now he is with the
Lord above
Love your fathers and let them know that you truly love them so.....


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There once was a girl

There once was a girl
Who sat at the lake
Thinking to herself
She said, this is a mistake.

The lake is all dry
Nothing but mud.
What was once so pretty,
Is now just a dud.

What could have happened
To all that water.
What about the fish? 
They don't just get up and wonder.

Then she saw it in the middle
A hole had form, the size of her fist.
What could I do?
How can I fix this?

I can walk out there and fill the whole
Then the water can no longer escape.
The rain will come and fill it up
Make it once again a lake.

Now the water is rising up,
The hole still filled with my hand.
This probably wasn't a great idea.
I shouldn't be here, I should be on land.

There once was a girl
Who sat in the lake.
Thinking to herself
She said, this was a mistake.


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Emotionless,and a sorry Excuse

Can Things ever last,
When they happen so fast.
do these tears and pain ever fade,
Is Drama yet another day,
That I must play to waste the day away, 
and ignore the pain,
 that never seems to fade.
I know that game,
I played it so many times,
Emotionless is what i shall be,
 for all times and eternity.
Galeea's training proved right,
All little boys play the game of deception,
But they do not realize that some girls see it before them,
Some girls grow up to be woman and are looking for guys,
Who want to be man enough  to take any
Drama and pitiful lies that other little girls spread around to see,
 if they can steal that one great guy in their life.
Pity is what it is called when a Man falls into that pit of vipers,
Why can i not be like those vipers?
 because I am too smart and not so vain as the 
 others girls i see around me.
  Because  i am me  and  i just want to be me
and that is what i would like to see,
 For that is reality.


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Flow

The river cried-- oh what stones have i carried. All must resolve, all must dissolve, none of my sands may vary.

Have no fear, your waters are clear. Resilience is found in your currents. Let no stones dam your flow. I am the lake. I am your rest , i am the beauty beyond your mistakes.


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Pipe Dreams!

In our lives filled with lofty goals,
We may reach for much beyond our means,
And as interest is piqued and grows,
We sell wisps of notions as our pipe dreams, 

Yet while news breaches concerned factions,
Of those who would off-hand discount our plan,
You may well consider these actions,
To be the final throes of a desperate man,

Watch me rush headlong at windmills,
Listen to my brave and salient battle cries, 
For with nothing I easily afford the shills,
This puffery of pipe dreams which may sink or rise,

Take account of what may be lost,
Incredible credible reputations,
So to me the onus is tossed,
And I afford pipe dream facilitations,

But as prospect becomes tangible,
And peppered pipe dreams begin to spin,
Overt liability then manageable,
The need for my Quixotic services thin,

The writing’s on the wall distinct and clear,
Yet I long for the impossible it seems,
Where I keep the company of the grand seer,
And remain the nexus of fantastic pipe dreams.

- Before I get too much bad press here I want you to know 
the term ‘Puffery’ means to build something up with flowery language.


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DREAM

I dreamed in a dream
I walked through an island
An island full of fruits and flowers
Its dazzling scenic view
Mesmerized me
I woke up in that dream
And the dream still a dream
But that dream is reality
Now I am eating Durian
But still a dream
Before I forget
Those flowers are you!


 


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The toy collector

Toy collector:

He holds the bear gently in his old wrinkled hands as he gazes into its kind beaded eyes. The toy collector sees love lined in its double stitches and his childhood in the busted toys smile.

There stitched in black thread he can hear the sound of a child laughter, happiness, and growth reviving his memory of youth, like a jolt of life to an empty vein.

The years have passed freely, almost fleeting by. He had no more time to play in grassy school yards or hide from girls wearing satin dress, he had to grow up. The boy eventually turned into a man and was forced to pack away his toys regrettably into a wooden box.

There they sat in the attic awaiting the return of their beloved friend while he aged slowly into an adult.

High school came and went, college, even marriage but unfortunately he was never blessed with his own child. No one to share in the lined pleats of his own childhood. All of this he now recognizes in the bears sandy eyes.

The toy collector hands his most prized procession to his wife, a dazed look covering his forlorn face. 

She takes his withered hand and speaks gently in his ear.
“All the memories in the world could never replace the love between a man and his bear.”

“Yes, but even the toy collector eventually grows to old and must let go.”
He replies in woe.

His thin lips force a smile as he repacks the boxes that escaped him long ago and in the early morn of the next day he patently sits alone outside for a bus to come.

The driver honks her horn and greats him with a warming smile.
“Are all of these toys for our orphanage?”

The toy collector regrettably nods.
“Things have been pretty rough but this will surly lift there sprits up.”
She confesses as she gently grabs a random box.

As she stacks them one by on into the now cluttered van his bear falls onto the pavement below.

Unable to pick it up he wrinkles his brow with great sadness.
Suddenly the passenger door opens revealing the face of a young girl and as she draws near she extends her hand and clutches the bear.

“Did you find a friend little Lou?”

His heart melts as she kisses the teddy gently then smiles.
“thank you.”
The child coos softly.

The toy collector lives in the toys he collects, but the man lives forever in the bear the child now possesses.






























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For You

Listen, I have something to say
Oh! It's not really me, It's my heart
It's crying saying,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
It's broken saying,
I'll never get tired of saying that
every minute of my life.
It's dying saying,
I'm sorry, I'll never get tired even if all signs points me to none.
It's lost saying,
I am not expecting anything
But you can expect me to say I'm sorry still, 
even if all signs points to none.
It's sorry saying,
I missed you.
It's hoping saying,
Please forgive me.


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STORY OF THE TREES

I talked to trees about you. 
I told them “don’t they importunate.”
“I texted you already”
I miss you every day.
Will tell you I need to do something
Once upon a time in a faraway mountain
Speaking in a language
Only the wind and lost people understood
A group of trees stood

I told them “I usually talk to someone every day”.
It’s a big change to be in this mountain
And they the trees said
“So why don’t you talk to him everyday”
I told him “he is far”.
And the trees said “but you are still far”
I told tree “yes it’s both the same being far”
But here in this mountain I am not free
So this is a big change for me

So the trees said 
“You can still talk to him”
“We will bring your thoughts”
“And let it cross to oceans”
“Until your memory matches”
But I said if I keep thinking I might suffer
And I might run to cross the ocean myself
And the trees said “when we too feel this we pray to our maker”
“Because trees practice patience too”

I told them that I know that, but I thank them for reminding me.
I also told them “that because we talked everyday for a long time.”
I can be patient not to talk to him for a long time because God gave me that as a gift in advance.
So patience is just a small payment for this silence.
So I am calm already.
I told them “he loves trees too”
And he used to climb mountains when he was younger.
So they like you too

I also told them that you got your back pain from trotting the hills
So they told me “when you come back home talk to him about us”
They said “tell him we kept you company”
“And we tried not to let our twigs and branches fall on your hut when the wind is strong”
I also told them that you have lectures about trees.
And they drooled over it.

One tree said “oh he seems to be a good guy”
I told them you are pretty too.
There are many trees there.
Some of them have holes in the middle.
Wounds made from fighting between the military and the freedom fighters
But they stand still oblivious to their surrounding and their predicament

They are as tall as three to four storey buildings.
And they are thick while some have hollow centers
Ah trees have seen so many things
I hope they didn’t get tired of my staring
With my niqab they can see my eyes so tired

I have to sleep.
We will talk again tomorrow
The durian there is creamy
Gift of Allah to those who can’t go home.
In the month of Ramadan
I sleep and tomorrow we talked.



23 April 2014
Malaysia


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Missing Children

When children are taken from your life,
It is very devastating in so many ways to us all,
Some people say it is your fault,
To have the problems you have,
You have caused the distruction,
Of your own family in so many ways,
And you need to start making your own,
Correct choices in life to straighten things out,
For maybe then your children will,
Return back to you at your home where they belong,
For you to love and watch them grow,
So take things day by day,
And try to correct the steps you have made,
To where you can complete each task there is,
To bring your precious children back home,
To where they belong for you to love and charish them,
As a mother and father should,
Holding them each day they need you,
So you never get forgotten,
Each and every day of their wonderful lives.


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Keep Trying

 Im Building my own teepee made from straw Logz 
I try n keep up with my cats but how can I when I cant even trust my own dogz 
I know I have a hard tyme trying to get a simple regular low paying job 
but I shall overcome, I shall rise against all my past tattz and all my ****ing oddz
 I used to be down with the evil d, now Im down with the holy G yeah dats God 
I used to give you nothing Lord now its tyme I start to giving you nodz 
I used to be all about talk, but now cuz of you Lord Im all about walk 
I spit words while I walk through gates locked either bottom or top I still rize till I drop
 I dont stop I shoot guns at fake cops tryna steal my patnaz freedom socks 
but this my life now homie I cant end up lying in chalk 
I walk my talk while I talk my walk through unknown clocks ticking away like my times tock...
 
I running past bumps while Im jumping over dead pits 
I struggle like many, a life of addiction I know its hard to quit 
I just had my first kid....it still hard tryna rize above the past shyt i did....
 I done placed my rez life betz...I done already placed my lifetyme bid 
I cant lie I still smoke n drink but the alcohol from my life rite now like many I struggle to rid
 I try n cover up shyt but how can I cover up tattoos Lord they come without a lid
 everymorn it feels as if I awake to a life full of crap leaving me lil tyme to give a shyt
 but thats life Lord I know now thats how we deal n what we MAKE OF IT 


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Tribute to bob Dylan

Tribute to Bob Dylan

I remember well when I was young
And music was my thing
There was Billy, Elvis Cliff Richard
And to me these guys did bring
Wonderful moments in my life
As I bought all of their stuff
But then this other guy came out
And Lord, that was enough

My interest it went to him
Who changed the status Quo
His name it was Bob Dylan
And me I watched him grow
From a young folk star, to a rock legend
He did change music’s face
As he prophesized some potent things
That would touch the human race.

He told us in his screaming voice
[As he played his mystic role]
That all the sons and daughters
Would be out of our control
He sang of the whole world changing
And I’m seeing that come true
Oh Yes, that old Bob Dylan
I loved what he did do.


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Empty castle

Silence seems my only comfort,
a loner in this world I stand
going only where i'm welcome
doing only what I can
to make my life lived
spent with meaning
still thoughts of caution
fear the feeling
of knowing I have been undone.

If ever I should lose myself
may it not be to isolation
but may it be to who you are
a gift given,and I have taken.
Let your heartbeat hammer
till the fall
of these cruel and coldstone
castle wall's
surrounding me at every turn
a lonely lesson life to learn.

im responsible for what I've done
none else should take the blame
but though i be accountible
may guilt not be all that remains
but also your welcoming heart
that tells me of a latter time
when these walls are nothing
but a remnant
of a lone kings reighn,
until his queen ascended
and made what was an empty space
a home at heart, a loving place.


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Suddenly

Suddenly I feel brave
But small and without means
I want to take on the world 
I want to become my dreams 
Suddenly I want out
To run away from who I am
I want to smile in the morning
I want to do what I can
But suddenly I'm starting to see
The mess that's all about me
I'm starting to understand 
How little I hold in my hand 
Suddenly, it's not just me
I cannot do this alone
But I will try my best
So that I can make it home
Suddenly, I feel ambitious
Though now, I'm without means
I can do this, I will try
Ive suddenly reached for my dreams





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Praying For The Day

I pray for the day,
That my sweet child comes home,
To my loving arms,
So, I can love and hold them tightly,
Each and everyday of their lives,
To be there for them and guide them,
As they learn to grow,
Into a wonderful adult,
That I know they will become,
For they have such a wonderful heart,
And as people will see them grow each year,
Learning along their way,
Having their own imagination,
To shine and guide them,
To be a very unique person of their own,
But they are already very different,
In many different ways,
By their looks and their loving heart,
And of course being very smart,
Their beauty will shine,
In many different ways,
Both inside and out,
And I pray for the day,
They will come home,
To stop these painful, loving tears.


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SHE WAS FOR HIM

She Was For Him.

She knew no one else
desired no one else
required no one else
She was for him.
Her interest never wandered
cared not who or whom was 
also astounded by her beauty
never cared to do more 
than look her best - just for him
whomsoever caught a 
glimpse by chance 
would find her eyes
gazing up at him.
She was oblivious to better 
looking on lookers,
that stared and drooled;
Her body was for him
only for him. He knew this
and he gave her the world.
Because he was also 
made just for her.


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My Morning Dew

If I had luck with a guitar
I would pluck you a gentle tune 
If I had been blessed with a soothing voice
I would play you the sweetest melody

I would carve you an effigy of love
If my hands were humbled with the Skillman ship of a sculptor
I would your statue place at the centre of my town
With the sweetest caption known to the statue race on it

I would with the brightest colours, to reflect your charming smile,
Paint a portrait of your beautiful face
If the gods had favoured me with a painter’s talent
I would hang your Mona-Lisa like portrait in all the museums in the world

I would dare the fires of Mordor
Just to mold you the most glistening pieces of jewelry
The purest of a golden ring with the biggest diamond
A Hollywood girl would forever dream of I would make you

Or I would bring you the freshest roses
The smelliest of their kind
If only I had enough to have my own orchard
I would grow you pink and red roses in my back yard

I would stuck you a pile of riches in your pillow case
Then I would surprise you to open it when you wake
That would be if I had a good fortune
To spoil my honey dew with abundant life

But I am a frog with a guitar
My hands are too weak for a sculptor
A blind man would outshine me at a game of paint and brush
The fires of Mordor, ho! I wish the Hollywood supermodels would envy your golden ring
But I would never muster enough bravely to dare the ever blazing flames
I would indeed collect the sweetest pink and red roses
But I lack even my own daily bread to own an orchard
That goes even for the fortune I wish I would surprise and spoil you with

I however have muse’s abundant gifts in my quill
Thus with it I scribble you this poem
To soothe you my honey
To pluck you that tune from my virtual guitar
To carve you the effigy of love
And paint you the Mona Lisa of your own
To endow me with the courage to dare the furnaces of Mordor
And bask in the fountains full of rose’s red and pink
For in my virtual world I have all the riches to spoil you with
And with muse’s gift I with this quill
Scroll you this piece my morning dew


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Time To Tell

The time to be born has come and gone

 The present we know about her is our history

 A manifest to her existence in the map and in the head.

 This time is yet to unveil her bystanders.

 Though in written, she is known to be free

 But in words and actions she is shielded

 By weed, grasshoppers, termites and tortoise.

 Now, should we use fins and flippers

 To propel ourselves through her bloody sea?

 OR do we need any soothsayer to announce

 The burns of a lustful shielded cabinet to us?

 Dear Charcoals, time without number

 We are blinded to accept a crown

 We are forced to be subservient to a staff,

 And we have sold our loyalty by queuing behind the meadow.

 If surely the time will tell

 Then we need to look up to our history

 That is yet to appear before the land

 Let hope for an upright serving servant soon.

 And hope to behold a time to tell.


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Deadman Wonderland

Now that you're becoming Undone It's time to have some fun In Deadman Wonderland Khoon Tu Kao Khoon Tu Kao Khoon Tu Kao The setting Red Sun of Kali Shows it's time for your life to Pay We are the Kind to be feared -your friends We look like anyone you see Thuggee--Death's Devotees Face our treachery Bhowanee we must please She needs more--we have found our mark, our mark Won't you be the one to save humanity? Can't you see this is Deadman Wonderland Khoon Tu Kao Khoon Tu Kao Khoon Tu Kao Sacrifice! For The Black-Skinned Queen Sacrifice! For Our Mother Kali Sacrifice! It's Not Enough Sacrifice! No Mercy! This is Deadman Wonderland Deadman Wonderland This is Deadman Wonderland Deadman Wonderland


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NEVER AGAIN

Never again shall I take your love for granted. Your Love and support mean so much to me, my love I almost lost you one and now never again shall I take you for granted this I swear.

Your love & support and mean will follow me to worlds end, you are my guiding light a helping your are my one and only true love. A a helping hand your love means so much to me.
How can I repay this debt?

Your more than just my lover, you are my soul-mate the one I want by my side forever.


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The ballad of Tich Thomas

The Ballad of Tich Tomas
.
A dog was howling in the night
Perhaps she knew the truth
That Tich would not be coming home
This dog needed no proof
That the man who she loved so
He’d come to her no more
Because Lance corporal Thomas was
 A victim of the war.

Now Tich, he was a country boy
His farm it was his life
A boon to his community
He’d give in times of strife
He learned his trade in farming school
With honours he’d come through
Then settled down to work his farm
That’s what he planned to do.

But then, one day it came to him
The news he did not need
He’d been called up for army life
He went off without heed
To do his time in Puckapunyal
To get him set for war
He soon made it as Infanteer
So he joined a fighting corp

He worked real hard and gained a stripe
This showed he had potential
He earned his skills in jungle fighting
And then there came the call
For he to go to Vietnam
To five RAR he was sent
Charlie company was his unit
When off to war he went

It was in April sixty six
Our man went into battle
There in the Phuc Tuy provence
Those guns did roar and rattle
Our Tich he fought real gallantly
So brave was he, but then
The shrapnel done it’s evil job
He joined the fallen men.

They brought his body back to those
Who were waiting for him there
The whole town came to welcome him
And helped with grief and prayer
They buried him with all the honours
That came to fighting souls
Who died to keep their country free
Courageous in their roles.

More honour it was placed on him
By the country where he’d fought
They built a statue in his name
And his likeness it was caught
By the sculptor who did honour him
And carve him into stone
And now Tich Tomas guards the park
As he stands there all alone.

If you’re ever down in Nannup town
Go to the park that’s there
You’ll see the statue of young Tich
As his spirit everywhere
Will fill the souls of those who see
This fighting man, so brave
Who’s body lies so peacefully
In his own town, in a grave.

2007


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Her special place

Dedicated to my cousin Susan who suffers from Parkinson's disease. yet handles it so bravely.

Her special place

Deep in the heart of England
There is a little pond
And near that pond there is a seat
With a view of the beyond
Between two trees amidst the grass
That grows so lush and green
And on that seat, a lady’s sits
All looking so serene.

She’s in love with all of nature
And loves to sit outside
It’s where she goes into her soul
Where all is deified
She looks into her essence there
As she asks so peacefully
‘what does it feel like to be me’?
Then sees what she can see.

She’s sat here now for six long months
It makes her feel serene
Just to think about that place
Where everything looks green
She visits there just once a day
To close her soft sad eyes
And look at who she really is
Which keeps the lady wise.

4 July 2013 @ 0412hrs.


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Cassandra

Revelation Said In Stone Appeared an Eon ago of Shame and Sin, Something we all know But not it's rise, For is has already became Virtue Flaming Skies from an Angel So Bright The World's Cure for Soul-Blight A Hell on Earth A Savior's Worth So many Dreams are cast then Forgotten So many lives are brought up then just Thrown back down Maybe she is The Cure Maybe she is The Plan All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Release me and Burn away this land Hold me by The Hand Tell me the past is just pretend Give me The Cure If this is your destiny Then May it be mine I would die in time I'm Just another Obstacle In the way of your divine Wings Forget me Cassandra For Doom was already meant for me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim Valkyrie of Heart Angel of Grace I surrender to You Savior by Destiny Dispel all Tragedy Especially me All Fear the Flame Failed Creation of Samael She Comes from the Deep She Comes from The Heavens' Vault To End the dawn of the Demon Purge this land of all Vice Kali Yuga will be nevermore The one of Sublime Cassandra, Bringer of Muspelheim


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WHISPERS OF BOLOBOK

Hussshhhh of the sea breeze
Bolobok Cave nears it
Rain drops falling on my face
Trim down my long pony-tailed hair
Small crabs crawling over the brownish sand surface
Small stones scattered over
 Small caves with limestone
And having freshwater downstairs
Said there were ladders to climb and unclimb
To see the down caves
Now in a mysterious looks waiting for renovations
Where are these caretakers of nature?
The beauty of eye lenses looking at it
Please come and rescue this whispering ambiance of serenity 
For generations to enjoy
If this is an early human settlement 
Come take your responsibility
Oh the caretakers please come
Thank you


3 January 2013
Early Human Settlement
Bolobok Cave (Sungab Bulubuk)
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago

 


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He's My Hero- SONG 3

He might be just a photograph,
but I know he's more than that despite
what people say.
His love and words are stronger than steel,
the distance won't make me stop loving him.

He's strong, always pushing on, 
Never looking back.
He left the things and ones he 
loves behind knowing
this might be the last time
and he's mine
HE'S MY HERO

To feel his embrace, to listen to his voice, 
to hear his breath.
I don't care about the consequences
I just want to be with what's
Mine
'till he can't stay anymore.

When he has to be strong, and push on
trying his hardest not to look
back.
He left his life and the one he
loved behind knowing
that this could be the last time
but he's mine
HE'S MY HERO

I can't sleep at night, knowing he's
out there, somewhere. 
Is he safe?
How can I pray?
Oh, GOD, please bring him home!
I can't live without him.
Just bring him home 'cause

I don't know how I can stay strong
and push on
as he's watching his and his brothers' backs.
He left the one he loves at home
knowing there's that
chance. 
But he's mine.
And I don't care about anyone else
'cause
HE'S MY HERO

Hear my prayer...
          Bring him home...
Distance won't stop my love...
I just want to be with him...

He's strong, still pushing on
No longer looking back.
He's back to the things and ones he
left behind knowing
he's back to stay.
And he's mine.
HE'S MY HERO

He's Mine...

         HE'S MY HERO...


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MOONLIT NIGHT WITH MY LOVE

The moon was bright as ever, I took my husband’s hand, I led him to the park, and we
stopped to play in the sand.

Long his memory faded, like a child was he, I watched as in wonder, he stopped and laughed
at me.

I took his hand once more and took him on our way, but he began to shout, he wanted to
stay and play.

I told him that I loved him; he said he loved me too, and in that tiny moment, I felt him
shining through. 

Once again it faded, and once again gone, I took his hand, my husband, and led him back home.

The Alzheimer’s he experienced was eating at his mind, but nothing in this world, could
force me to resign.


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Ode to my Village

When I stand on the Hills and stare down,
while milky sunbeams shine asound,
I admire the grace with which spreads
my Village, its glories and innocence.

Oh my Village! that valley wherein I first kicked,
That place where I first experienced my birth,
That Paradise where the birds play and cling
While happy children cuddle and sing.

That Valley wherein I ate Irish Potatoes
Drank sweet palm wine and ran wild,
Where I savoured sweet achu,
hunted rat mole. Oh! life so pure!

Oh, my sweet grandmother and father!
They raised me to love this sweet land.
They told me one morning as I stretched-
"Mowi, yu'u, there is no better place than home."

Now I understand while I behold the radiance,
The opulence of this village Politicians want to steal,
Politicians and leaders so neglect-
But I say to them, "you are wicked, wicked!"

"If there is a place that is home to me,
Where I will love to grow and make square,
Where I'll love to hug and bless
It is my village Bamendankwe."


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Dedication To All Those Who Feel Lost

When you are far from home,
Never give up on life,
Cause your family,
Will always be with you,
In you caring heart,
Even when the times,
Get difficult and tough,
And make you want to give up,
They are always there,
For you to turn too,
And show you a way,
To find the peace,
And happiness you need,
In your caring and loving life,
So that one day,
You will find the true love,
That you most certainly deserve,
For that loving heart,
Which is a true fact,
It is a very big heart that cares,
For more than just the person you are,
But those around you,
And the family you have in your life.


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Trust is Hard to Gain

How hard is it to get ahead in the this world,
When governments and societies fold
Their hands and say to everyone 
We're going through harsh times.

How does the trust of the one's in charge,
Bend laws and force opinions based
On capitalist ideals to bend the truth
To try to keep a peace beyond their grasp.

O how. O how. Can this be?
What can this destitute world now offer thee?
Regain yourself, O mighty one! Punch Forth! 
Offer the world your firstborn Son!

T'is the end of times, but you can still trust me!
There's always someone there. 
Lay down your ragged soul at last,
Your journey is at an end it seems
Lay down your trust in the only one who Beams

His Sunshine Will Offer You Rest.

My Man J.C.


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Love Above The Elements

I know love with you...

The sea in violent wave 
will not submerge our hearts,

The fires of fast fury
cannot finish the poetry of our tender touch,

The gales that gust grimly
will not wear away the warmth of our eyes,

The stubborn earth in it's shifts
shall not quake and crumble the structure of our love's monument...

Dedicated to my Love Muse...the future knows our pulse...

J.A.B.


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WITHOUT IT LOVE

If that's possible, if am distracted, we'll stop!
It’s possibly could, while we are enjoying our moment together.
We’ll see, just keep focused.
We could focus, while calling.
I love you...
I love you too...
I love you and I love you too...
Do you know why you love me?
I know because you love me too.
That’s sad…
What if I didn't love you?
Will you not love me?
Don’t be sad…
The feeling of love cannot be put in a sentence.
I did love you because I felt it.
I cannot dictate my feelings to love you, 
It dictates to itself that I indeed love you.
I would love to see that my beloved is seen beautiful and smart by others
This as long as showing interest doesn’t makes me feel jealous.


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William part 1

I ask all to be open minded as I tell the story of my friend,  William .
There are so many prejudice in this World , from color to sex 

To me it has always been the soul , the person inside 
For one that is shallow will not experience life in true blessing 

William my friend was African American , he was fun and personality full of 'I am here "
William was Gay , William disowned , William called "A queer "

Well this is a lesson for all to know
God does not care what color , but the heart , what color it shows .

I had left my 1st Husband , with 2 children I had to support .
I was depressed , felt alone in the civilian World of a sort 

For when I got to Monterey bay , I was on a Military base 
Very shy and recluse , not leaving the perimeter of the land 
I opened such a big door when I left that abusive Man 

I had the tiniest apartment with 2 little rooms , probably 550 sq. feet I presume .
I will never for get the night He came to my door , William ," Girl, lets go dancing 
Let's go explore ! He called me 'The platinum Blonde "

We went out together and danced , he was amazing ! William energized any room . He Lit it Up ! 
For he had something inside his beautiful soul , no money could buy, nor silver or gold.

Well years went by in Monterey bay , I had fallen in love with a man , Lost so much time .

Time went by , after the man broke my heart ,I remember "where is William "
I missed something that lies  deep in my heart . The true Love and friendship of he I craved .

Now this story is long so go to  "William part 2  "be patient , be brave .


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For the love of you

If only I could make you see
that you mean so much more to me,
a priceless gift, wrapped in a smile,
the dream that makes my day worthwhile,
undoubted proof there is a God,
the joy that not all hope is gone.
To me you are that piece of mind,
that gives the world such sweet reply
that although love is sometimes lost,
its remnants left will never die-

How more could I express my love
for words are but the breath in me
what more can I, a man still do
except to give what's left of me . . .
for lips can flatter all too well
and sing the praise of many things
but you are in a different class
to you . . . . . I give my everything!

If ever I do fail to prove
my strong and constant love for you
then never have I lived a day
or ever took a breath anew.


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Always Remember Tooth Paste

Tears for fears.
Tears throughout the years.
Tears that fallen from my peers.
A tear so sincere that will shred us from this dreadful fear.
That someday we all will die.
But have u gotten a slice of that pie.
A pie so delicious u can almost taste.
That u cant let it go to waste.
Maybe next time I'll remember tooth paste.


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Starcrossed Tragedy

A Silent Night's Hunt for a Tigress so blunt, Left the Fiend dancing with my Thisbe's Cloack But where was She? Her Drenching blood is all I can see The Night of Sanguine, The Night of Rapture, Tonight was meant to be All Behold This Tragedy ran by Dark Energy, My Lost Lover's Plea A seed of what is to come, In this starcrossed Tragedy, For I can not live without you, My Pyramus, All I need, My reason to Breathe One sight of me bleeding away from reality, started this tragedy and with me It shall Grow The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy A Star traveling across the moonless Night Sky, In the mid-summer of Verona, Fell from her glorious light, I have lost my guide, My need for Life Every balcony I'll climb for you, Just to Caress you once more But now it is too Late, My Juilet Let the Poison Fill me My Body dyed In silence, Dipped in Paralysis, Forging the Will of God, Feigning the Clutches of Death, My Romeo I prithee to you, See past The Illusion, Caught in the Webs of Love's delusion A Dagger reached my heart once To see you martyr for our love A Dagger reached my heart twice The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy Once the Morning Retired from her weeping The sun shined into her eyes, then his Lifeless, their dream will live on Every Petal will be Avenged The Pain wasn't enough for me, To Live on with me Love without consequence, The Damned Saint, The Angelic Demon The Darkness of the Sea, Carries away with me, In this Starcrossed Tragedy


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To You My Love

I love you,
More than you know,
Cause you are,
The beating of my heart,
My every thought in my mind,
When we are apart,
You are my everything,
That makes me whole and complete,
You have touched me in so many ways,
That words can not begin to explain,
Cause you have done all this,
Without saying a word,
Without a physical touch,
Without any type of sign,
You have done all of this wonderfulness,
By being your sweet kind self,
This is what makes you,
One of a kind,
And a very special person,
And no matter what may happen in time,
You will always be happy,
And loved by all,
Especially me cause,
You are here in my heart,
To stay.


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DREAMSPELL

Waking from an everlasting dream Immersed in twilight falling through the looking glass to me this seems a dream. Yet to dream seems to be akin to loves eternal spell. Rivers of milk and honey run freely through the gardens in which we frolic and play, this magnificent scene seems to real to be a dream so my love is it a spell or a dream. Each night we fall into this everlasting dream spell. eternal love eternal peace a promise made true by the goddess Aphrodite herself...


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Corpse Bride

The braeþ of lyf -- I've Learned to fear
Though, ta'en it was, so long sinsyne
I've wroot my song of skreighs
He tore the lyf out of me
In sooth did she speke this to me - Cassandra was she to me
Wistful - I am no bride to be
Wistful - is this soliloquy of skreighs

I cede to thee, deathly colleen 
Though remains - façades of humanity 
Angel kind - wicce of my welkin dreams
Casted by the lote of she
Ta'en the hollow Herefro way - ne'er!
Caught with twain
W'ie or swain

Angel dearest so fair - love does not share
Seemed a crux, when eath is lone
I rose for thee - cede all of thy love to me
Or was this not meant to be
Eros's deceit 
So wistful - corpse bride I remain to be


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Her Face

Her Face was perfection, Still see it everywhere
The beauty in her eyes, Please forgive my stare
Though to confess my love, 
Oh no, I wouldn't dare...
So I'll just keep thinking of her, But it's just not fair

Her Face won't go away, So engrained in my mind
This girl was different, Unlike any other I'll ever find
Oh how the two of us, 
How our lives could've aligned...
So now, to everyone else, My heart is blind

But she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face comforts me, Holds me tight and dear
Takes me to another world, A new frontier
I'm dreaming where she loves me so much, 
That part is clear...
But as I awake, Just shed another tear

Her Face and her love, I won't ever forget
Lust for her will remain, Lips will get wet
I'll be reminded of her, 
At each days sunset...
And I'll remember everything, From the first day we met

But she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face is the sunshine, A universal light
With it's soul and it's passion, It was quite a sight
Oh how just to see her, 
Brought me such delight...
But here I am all alone now, Another late night

Her Face will surely lift someone up, With unconditional love
So what will come of me, Can I rise above?
Without Her Face, 
I'm unsure thereof...
Because see, out of my mind, to her, I'll never shove

And she'll never know,
Just what I would've done to be with her!
That I'd gladly travel through time and space
Just to appreciate her beauty,
And wake next to Her Face

Her Face, I see it every night, In my dreams
Where everything will all align, Oh how it seems
We're walking together... 
Hands together, Along the forests blue streams

Her Face ignited feelings, Things I've never before felt
Just got to play the hand, The cruel hand I was dealt
I will always have my writing, 
To continue to dwell...
On a lost love to whom one day, I would've knelt


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Dedication To A Short Life

My granddaughter was a sparkle in everyone's eye,
She brought happiness to everyone,
But her life didn't seem long enough,
To see the joys yet to be done.

Her life came to an end, 
Not by our choice,
God called her back,
To watch over us and make us realize our choices.

She was always happy,
And full of joy,
She always helped us realize,
There is always more to life than just toys.

Never forget the people close to your heart,
Because if you do,
They can disappear when you least  expect it,
And never be there anymore for you.


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You Are All That Matters

Looking into your eyes,
Brings a whole new feeling,
It makes me smile,
All the time,
You always brighten my day,
When nothing,
Or no one else can,
You are my sunshine,
On a cloudy day,
When all I want to do,
Is stay in the bed,
Cause nothing or no one,
Matters anymore,
When I need a smile,
You are always there,
When I need,
An ear to listen,
You always have two to loan me,
Whenever I need anything,
You are always the one,
To brighten my day,
Even when this are so tough and dark,
For you are everything my heart needs,
You are a very special person,
For doing so many things,
In your life,
So please never change,
And you will find the happiness,
You deserve,
Just as you have brought to others and me,
Cause happiness will be with you,
For the rest of your life,
If you are patient,
This you will see.


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The Black Pearl Poem - Booty Returned

Like many merchant vessels
That sailed from our Mersey shore
This sturdy piece of timber
Can hold its own in tales of yore

A dried up piece of flotsam
Washed up on Wirral banks
Was dutifully cleaned and dressed
And a verse written on its shank

Amid the other bits of timber
That made up the Black Pearl
This poem had taken its place
With the many flags unfurled

Everything in Pearl had stories
Of pirates tales galore
Made up, true or invented
No one really knows for sure

But each made up this pirate ship
That was not built in any dock 
Neither wind nor tide could shake her
Sturdy on her rock

And then one day a storm rolled in
December Twenty thirteen
Unleashed torrential fury
That until then none had seen

Tempest battered Black Pearls flanks
Steadfast in the wind she’d sway
Ripped viciously at her robust planks
Sadly some things were washed away

One of these was this poem
That a little boy had wrote
Whose parents could not see the ship
Now at sea awash did float

Although lost in the Mersey’s waters
Both brown as murky tea
This poem on wood was never lost
Nor did she sail back to sea

Instead with the tides it ebbed and flowed
Liverpool’s docks had called it there
From where it may have started
No one knew or even cared

And then one day some months ahead
Lewis Baigent found sure fame
For bobbing in dock waters
He found the very same

Words still clear upon the wood
Not a letter out of place
The chain and rope still part of it
And the skull and crossbones face

The word got round to Black Pearl’s crew
The booty was held and fast
They sent a party to redeem her 
To be returned again at last

To take its place once again
Upon famed Black Pearl’s hull
And stories, myths and legends
Will abound ‘til we are full

Of yarns and tales and stories rich 
One greater than the other
Dredged from imaginations
And narrated without any bother

So gather round my children
Mums and dads and more
Dogs and cats and grown ups
And you loiterers on the shore

For what I have to tell you 
Is not all just hearsay
This poem has ventured near and far
But has been returned this day


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Deja Vu (Song)

I gave you  all of me,
Your wants became too much,
And all of my somethings
You saw as not enough,
But now you are wanting,
Everything you passed up,
Your lies are frustrating,
But still I can't pass up,

This pain, this place,
Is looking too familiar to me,
The same mistakes
Are coming back around,
Your games, your face,
Are secretly whispering to me,
I can't escape,
Because emotions tear me down,

Hold on, hold on,
Tell me what I'm running into,
Stay gone, stay gone,
Is what I want to do,
So long, so long,
Why can't I say these words to you,
When I know, I know,
This will be Deja Vu

As I am anticipating
Loving you and no one else
My entire body's shaking,
Because I promised myself,
That I would never be back here,
A toy sitting on  your shelf,
We always begin in last gear,
By later, there's nothing left...

This pain, this place,
Is looking too familiar to me,
The same mistakes
Are coming back around,
Your games, your face,
Are secretly whispering to me,
I can't escape,
Because emotions tear me down,

Hold on, hold on,
Tell me what I'm running into,
Stay gone, stay gone,
Is what I want to do,
So long, so long,
Why can't I say these words to you,
When I know, I know,
This will be Deja Vu

Why am I
Addicted to you,
Saying goodbye
never comes true,
This is what 
it always comes to,
You constantly on my mind!

Why must I 
stay thinking of you
Coming back
Thinking I love you
Losing control
when I touch you,
Wasting all of my time...

This pain, this place,
Is secretly whispering to me
Your games, your face,
Are looking too familiar to me,
The same mistakes
Emotions seem to tear me down,
I can't escape
It's coming back around,

Hold on, hold on,
is all I ever do for you,
Stay gone, stay gone,
I do and don't want you to do,
I love you, I hate you,
Everything I say is true,
I hate you, I love you...
This is our Deja vu....


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PERSONS ARE BLESSINGS

Popping kernel thoughts on my mind
Can not stop but put them in write
So, I search a pen to twine and wind
Before I run dry and sickness bites

I thought of the many blessings I have
My fingers and toes both outnumbered
My life been unceasingly filled with love
Letting me feel: special and remembered

The hundred persons I have met and dealt
They have been all very loving and kind
Good or bad my heart they svelte and melt
Allowing my growth and peace of mind

They look at us
As if there is fuss
As we are far different
They see this an impediment?

Wish they have known
A friend I found in you
Regardless of faith and color
We tried to implore and explore

By: 
olive_eloi
4:59 pm
12/02/2013



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The Human,The Demon, And The Angel

The Human,The Demon, And The Angel

I'm the one who must stay
I'm the one who must kill you
I'm the one who must reverse time

I am to die when the new moon is in range
I am the one to be your executioner your taker of life
I am to observer and to take note of everything and of every life


Who are you to say I have no future
I say what I please for I am the bringer of death
I want to help I wish to free you I need to save you

There is no more time for my life 
You never had a life to begin with
She was free until you stole her very being

I am the human who must die
I am the demon who only wants her body for it kill
I am the angel who will take her soul once her body is gone

We are in one body
We are in one mind
We are three trapped by one bond

These times are different then the last 
These times are different then when I was young
These times are different then when the earth was made

Oh how we let this control us
Oh how we take our worlds and live for such granted
Oh how we let who we are put fear in our hearts


I leave this to you
I leave this to you
I leave this to you

We have exceed 
We have flown 
We have drowned
We have died
We have lived
We have made many wonders
We have created a new life
We have done evil deeds
We have done good deeds
We have but to wait for the one day
We have but to wait for our freedom
We have each other 
We have nothing but that
We have nothing but each other and to wait 
We have to wait for freedom


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~COAT OF ARMS~

COAT OF ARMS


Last night I couldn't sleep,for thinking only you...
As I wrapped in warm embrace,your spirit tinted blue
To oust away thine pangs,in hopes to see thee smile...
I'll yoke ye 'pon my shoulders,to carry through this mile

To trade your tears of sorrow,and see them shed in joy...
I'd jest for thine amusement,and be your favorite toy
For thine malady been expelled,I'd invoke it banished 'way...
Taking it 'pon mine self,so you've strength to seize th' day

Though I'm not an king,nor prince 'pon ivory steed...
Th' possessions I've procured here,are thine if felt th' need
I'll sweep thee off thy feet,if not familiar with th' waltz...
To breathe ye 'cross th' ballroom,as an feather floating 'loft

Mark mine words I state here,and hold me to their true...
I'll prove I 'steem thee precious,as unfeigned I surely do
Just promise me one thing,that next time when your down...
You'll wear these words as armor,'til I mend thy broken crown

~AZAZA~'09


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Deirdre

 
Don’t you know Deirdre’s gone? Don’t you know Deirdre’s gone? I can sence her embrace that feels like Tragedy A heart to have, slipped beneath the waves The dark pulse now beckons us closer How many days will this passion bleed away? We will be the ones left to blame Beware we’ve become their prey They say you’re addicted to your pain A lifeless cold barren soul left to die in the rain A whisper too close to the edge A call from the dark Brings out a saving spark An Exodus from her Pain Her Life Spent breathing in Shame A Shadow Call breaks the Silence Am I the one to blame? Don't you know Deirdre's gone? Don't you know Deirdre never said wrong? Don't you know Deirdre's gone? “My Decadence was just for you Though you’d never care what I’ve been through Enter the world were empathy is clandestine A world created by you, just for me What’s Lying in my heart is why You want to through the stone” I call your name towards nightfall’s reign But they take you so far away A dark angel so divine Cursed by Eden’s heart I will avenge every tear An Exodus from her Pain Her Life Spent breathing in Shame A Shadow Call breaks the Silence Am I the one to blame? Don't you know Deirdre's gone? Don't you know Deirdre never said wrong? Don't you know Deirdre's gone? Don’t you know Deirdre’s gone? Don’t you know Deirdre’s gone?


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Anwnn

Coming from the misty lake Lough Leane
Came a beautiful maiden of the name of Niamh
Upon a mare, for she is not from the world of man
A seraphic princess from Anwnn
Upon the shores she claimed around his kin
"I have came for Oisin son of Finn"
"Maiden you come to me so alluringly 
I am he, if we marry for all eternity!"

And so he rode upon her horse to the secrets of Anwnn
For he and she, they'd be happy for all eternity 

Come with me to Anwnn
I am she, your queen Niamh
I have come for you Oisin, son of Finn
Don't leave me or you'll see 
The age of man
The age of man
The age of man


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You Will Be The One

It’ll be alright 
He heard her say
As he drowns in doubt
A world away
Can’t you hear me love
Don’t you know I care
I will find you love 
Find you anywhere
 
When your race is run
And your body’s cold
You will be the one
That I long to hold
I will lay me down
On this open road
When you’re burdened dear
I will share your load
 
So return to me 
Let me be your light
Let me guide you dear
Through your starless night
Let me wash your feet
In my bowl of tears
Let my love curtail
All your earthly fears
 
You will be the one
It’ll be alright
I will keep you safe
Keep you warm at night
In your darkest hour
I will give my time
We will face the world
With your hand in mine
…When the day is done
… You will be the one


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Independence Day

Independence Day,
Is the day to give thanks,
For all of your freedoms,
That all those wo have died,
Have given their life to give us,
What we have each and everyday,
We have the rights,
To choose where to live,
What to eat,
What to wear,
What to watch on tv,
Who to put in office,
And many more freedoms,
That other countries do not have,
This should make us be,
Thankful for all those,
Who give up their lives,
To protect and serve,
What freedoms we have,
Each and everyday,
That give us our rights,
To use our minds,
So please tell everyone that you meet,
That protect and serve this great country of ours,
You appreciate what they do,
For they don't get enough thanks,
For everything they do,
Day in and day out,
By putting their lives on the line,
In fact, They barely get any thanks,
All  the time,
When they should get thanks all the time,
For their lives are on the line,
For us everyday,
So we may have our freedoms,
So, Please try and be kind,
To those who deserve it,
The living and the dead,
To all who deserve it,
And never forget them,
Or their lives they have sacrificed,
For us so we can all have our freedom times.


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Lively Company

The world would’ve been an empty zone,


If we were there, but all alone,


There would be few to talk on phone,


And feelings would not be known,


 


Sadness would creep inside and remain,


Happiness would not be easy to retain.


 


Thankfully, this is not the case,


The world has its own phase.


 


They are like a rainbow,


Different, but the same always,


Knowing you better throughout days,


Supporting you in various ways.


 


Whispers, chats, and other talks,


Hikes, parties, and outdoor walks.


 


A place where we belong,


Somewhere things go wrong,


But these are among…


…memories that will keep the link,


And will never seem to shrink.


 


Life takes turns, changes and has trends,


But unforgettable are one’s friends.


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Listen To My Heart

Baby, My love, please listen to my heart,
You keep doing things to me without thinking,
And it tares my heart apart,
Which always brings me to my knees,
But sometimes it's like you don't care,
What you keep doing to my life,
Even though everyone else knows,
What you are doing cause they can see.

So, if you ever wonder why,
Things never work out with,
Anyone else before,
You always need to see,
The person you have become,
Cause you're not the person I once knew,
Or fell deeply in love with,
And after all this time,
I feel you are not the person you can be.

Search your heart and your life,
And see what it is you really want,
And what it will really take,
For you to get it in your life and keep it,
And if you don't work hard enough,
It will leave you empty by your own mistakes.

It takes a lot of hard work,
Between two people,
To make things work out,
And if either of the two gives up,
Before their time,
Things will crumble to the ground,
Which will hurt more than just one person,
Cause sometimes there are other's involved,
Which means hurting the little one's is never kind.


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My Life


           SHOULD MY LIFE EXEMPLIFY HOW TO  FIND  THE PATHWAY
   TOWARD MENTAL FREEDOM AND I TRULY, TRAVEL AND EMBRACE A
CHRIST-LIKE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE, AND PURSUE PERFECTION RELENTLESSLY
       AS I WEAR THE GARMENTS OF HUMILITY, THEN LET ME BE PRAISE,
AS I LIVE, RATHER THEN POSTHUMOUS AT MY DEATH.......


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To A Missing Love

I miss the days,
We shared together,
And the love we shared,
When it was there,
Believe it or not,
My love for you,
Will always remain,
In my heart,
No matter where you may go,
For we have been,
Through a whole lot together,
That shows my love for you,
Is as true as it becomes,
For one day you will see,
That no one will stand beside you,
The way that I have,
During these troubled times,
And never leave your side,
To be there through thick and thin,
The way I was for you,
Being very true during each forsaken time,
Even though you were pushing me away,
By doing what you did,
Which caused us many problems,
I felt as if everyone else mattered,
More to you,
Than me.


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Mousey

I love my Mousey,
She lives in a field in BrushCreek, Tennessee,
Walking with her her of cattle,
As happy as she will ever be.

Without this there would be only she,
And i could make her as happy as me,

I miss her immensly, for thee i wish well,
For everyday i wish she wont sell, 
And I could show her in the Dekalb County Fair,
I would sell never an ounce of her.
Hehe not even one of her little white hairs.

Even when all the way over there,
Mine she is for no one but me to share, if I do so happen to dare.

Cute as a button,
A button her nose may well be,
Where I first touched her sweet little body,
Not once but twice sweetly,
For wherever she goes I could spot her, along with her sister and mother.

Many a mile away, for she is not at all,
Not at all what you would say a little grayish thing.

But a heifer who grows daily,
Only to shove the motherly tears away.
In my eyes though, she will always be, forever and always, my baby girl, my sweetie,
my beautiful girl, my Mousey


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Easter Day

Easter is glorious day,
Not only to enjoy,
The candy and Easter egg hunt,
But a day,
To rejoice,
In the Lord's resurrection,
Where He gave us,
His life,
To save us from our sins,
Which we all should remember,
And charish,
Each and everyday,
Of our precious lives,
In this world,
That His Father created,
For us all to live,
And gave us a choice,
Between right from wrong,
Which is not always easy,
But if we always turn,
To the Father and the Son,
We will always find,
Them by our side,
Carrying us along the way.


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MIDNIGHT SERENADE

I HAVE SEARCHED AROUND THE WORLD
IN THE PRAIRIE AND THE POLE,
FOR SHE WHO WILL MAKE ME REBORN:
MAKE ME SMILE A MILE AND MAKE ME IMMORTAL-

MAKE MY HEART NEVER GO FONDER-
 AND SING AS ANGELS DO.
SO IN MY DREAM, I WAS REDEEMED
AS I SAW YOUR HAPPY FACE.

I FROZE IN Y DREAM, DESPITE THE LIMP
JUST TI BREATH IN TOUR RICH FRAGRANCE.
THE WIND RANG AND HEAVEN SANG
AS NATURE REJOICED WITH ALL ITS VOICE-

HERE NOW I STAND AT YOUR WINDOW,
WISHING FOR YOUR HEART'S COMMAND:
CUZ FOR YOU I HAVE SEARCHED IN EVERY HEDGE:
FOR WITHOUT YOUR VOICE, MY LEGS WILL WOBBLE LIKE TOYS-

SWEET QUEEN,IN MY HEART SINGS MUSIC,
THE TYPE THAT MADE ROMEO RUINING MAD:
COME FORTH AND UTTER ONE WORD,"LOVE,"
AND I SHALL LIVE TO BE IMMORTAL LIKE HEAVEN'S DOVE


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Ballad of Alexandria the Female Knight

Alexandria was a gallant knight,
She used to sit at Arthur’s Round Table.
Dressed as a boy, she helped knights fight evil
As the Blue eyed hero of this fable.

The young lady fell in love with Arthur,
But unknowing, he married Guinevere.
Alex’s heart was hurt, but she stayed true,
She battled alongside him without fear.

Sparring with Lancelot, she learned to fight,
Alex earned respect from her belov’d king,
He never knew she was an armored girl.
He only saw her long weapons in swing.

On a dark and stormy night they set off,
The knights of Camelot looked for The Grail;
Alex as custom rode by Arthur’s side.
They searched through forest glades without avail.

Finally they came across a large cave,
Its dark and dank depths were filled with despair.
Alex entered in front of the brigade,
Arthur gave her braveness no thought or care.

Down in the black unfathomable cave,
At the farthest reaches a light appeared.
Guided by instincts, they knew this was it,
The home of the Holy Grail they revered.

The room guarding The Grail sparkled with gold,
Hundreds of cups lined the intricate walls.
Together the comrades stood and puzzled.
Which of these cups would bring about their falls?

Would it be a goblet, made out of glass?
Could something like The Cup be plainly wood?
Arthur studied the many chalices.
He thought he’d found it, no one understood.

On a pillar was a gold glass, shining.
Its pleasant brightness filled up the whole room.
Arthur was about to drink its liquid
When Alex interfered and met her doom.

Arthur’s brave knight wanted to try it first,
She knew the wrong choice would bring instant death;
So she begged Arthur to let her test first,
After drinking, she soon ran out of breath.

Alex knew that Christ was a carpenter,
She wasn’t surprised that he’d chosen wrong.
Alex knew that her love would bring her fall,
So our hero bade a silent so long.


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Toxic Logic

take my soul and crush it... like you do... every day... You've never looked so beautiful as your figure walks away the sad screech of my broken heart as it ceases to play you took me along for the ride of a lifetime, only to throw me away, every single day, and it is a crime, without reason or rhyme, to push me along with your toxic logic,  abandoning me again with an afflicted soul,  and my heart doesn't know that it is your toxic logic that twists me up inside brought on by your reign, and I can't recall my name Once again in my little hell, all by myself, my very essence betrayed, is there any more to tell? Lie after lie has fooled me, but now I'm done But I still love you, so my pain is far from done. You think that I'm inferior to children, that you can't talk to me, though I've been here since day one, why can't you see? that my existence is for you, and no one else,  and the sickest bit of it puts me in a rage... and i try to turn the page...  But I'm trapped in your toxic logic,  abandoning me again with an afflicted soul,  and my heart doesn't know that it is your toxic logic that's killing me inside brought on by your reign, overwhelmed by pain I see the world in black and white, no color left for me, I gaze across the room, and what do I see? I see yet another soul about to be ensnared, by this predator, but I simply don't care. I lost a part of me, and it used to let me love, But it has been snatched from me by this uncaring troll, and here I am, an empty vessel of defeat. I simply don't know, I truly have been beat. But as I retreat... from anger flows heat... Seared by your toxic logic, abandoning me again with an afflicted soul, and my heart doesn't know that it is your toxic logic that branded me inside brought on by your reign... damaged by pain... The last tether to you broke, I'm free at last. an empty part inside remains, holding me fast. I sink to my knees as the vacuum in my soul starts to shrink, loving you brought me to insanity's brink. I slowly raise my head... and gaze ahead... No longer captive to your toxic logic, that abandoned me with an empty soul, and my heart now knows that it was your toxic logic that tortured me inside under your maniacal reign... which gave me nothing but pain…


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how do you have time to be so charming

Oh Romeo ' where out thou is the first of all thoughts 
how do you have the time to enchant ones soul 
your words of sheer beauty come so easily for you 

There must be Juliet at home  in her heart only for you does her passion grow
Yes you are charming and very witty as though you have lived many lives 
many lives over and over again,  to seduce with words you control

you are one with imagination 
you are one of God's creations 

still I am left to wonder 
how many loves you have written too

In writing I love and in writing I can shed my thoughts 
never wishing to hurt another's soul
for it is she I wish you stay , her tears do not flow 

respectfully thinking of how romantic you are 
careful not to be caught in a tornado of thoughts throughout my day 
I am here to write not be captivated by your magic spell weaved  

There's a Juliet I must imagine , beautiful , loyal ,  most stunning ,  waiting for you 
In love she cooks she bakes , she lives she awaits 
For how could one like you not have found true love .

How do you find the time in the day , to love so gracefully in words shared
My thoughts are taken for minutes of the day with you I am impaired
You know who you are don't you , you must , how many hearts have thou Broken Oh Romeo , through desire and lust .


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Einherjar

 
Another harsh Winter we must face It Matters not, no one can escape Fate Not Even The Gods With Bravery we shall Stand Strong In Care we shall advance onto Vigrid Fenrir Will Lay dead By Dawn's Perch Trim Your Nails, to Prevent Naglfar It's time to suit up; We Are The Einherjar Protector's of Ragnorak The Army of The Gods The Lovers of Valhalla All of Midgard will sing Of our triumph and their Defeat Sadly all will come, In a twinkling To An Utter End Madi, Magni, Sons of Thor Balder, Hod, Residence of Hel Lif, Lifthasir, of Yggdrasil Do us well Remembrance of our noble deeds Is all well enough Sing the Song We Are The Einherjar


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Queen of The Vultures

One step into her aflamed path
With even an intention so good
Anyone could, yet none should
She knits your lips with her name
So you won't remember 
the one who's heart you hold
Your lovers' bane

Her Eden's Revenge is all she contains
The destruction of your soul is all that remains
The Queen of Vultures and Wargs
She serves Asmodeus and nothingmore
Sitra Achra you will surely find
Misstress of Mayhem
The lights grow dim 
You've found the blood of your love

"Just dream if it was only you and me
Far into the left side far from The Hand of God
Run with me into the deeps of Sitra Achra"


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POWER OF FAITH TO ACTIONS

before, i have been chasing the future...
true, there is a must & need to prepare..
yet, who knows what tomorrow can bring..
Wisdom and A heart to decide, our gifts from God..

It lies within us...
Within our own very selves..
How our life will be..
How our future will be..

It's wrong to lay it in all to God...
It's wrong to say: He always there..
It's wrong to depend it all to Him..
why o why????

Cause it us who is living..
It is our duty as humans to go striving..
It is in us to not never give up..
Instead to pursue believing...

Doing progressive productive actions..
not to sit and fool around...
not to be lazy and to be as like parasites..
nor be like also gold - diggers...

It is our cumulative deeds that will lead us..
It is by our most definite specific decisions...
It is by our first step and the risks..

above all of these efforts and foregoing acts..
God will see; God will do His way..
He will touch whatever is in us...
In His God's grace and time, He will make all fit...

BY: olive_eloi
sept. 14, 2013
12:23am


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My First Son

You just came into this world cold and bleak of your father/ 
But you made my life mean even more ever since your sister my baby daughter/ 
You make life upon soul as a man out in the desert that needs water/ 
I'm a full-time daddy now so there is no room for my mistekes to let me faulter/
 
I know I ain't the best daddy in the world son but I will do my best 
I know alcohol can bring me down but son you just being born makes me want out this mess/
 I want something better for you than me when you are ready to leave daddy's little nest/
 I sometimes just sit here and watch your sweet little stomach go up and down with every breath/
 
You are so innocent and I am so guilty of being a sinner/ 
I'm working on being a saint but how can I when all I do is let alchol be my only winner/
 My addiction gets thicker as my liver and kidney's continue to get thinner/ 
I just want to be able to support you son with clothing, a home and an every night dinner/
 
I love you son, I really do/ 
So I must help myself past these self-made lies and do what is right and true/ 
I'm still an alcoholic and addict in a crazy rez life game where I always seem to lose/
 But with your birth I can start anew/ 
I got big time father responsibilities now to where it will forever affect the choices that I choose/
 
You my first and only son/ 
As of now your my only one/ 
I look forward to our times of hardship and the times when we have fun/ 
I was at a slow walking pace but because of your birth it got my mind on the run/
 In LOVE you NOW and FOREVER because your My First Son. 





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Discovery

Mr Wise Man, show me the way
I can't keep walking into walls all day

Quitting jobs wasn't easy but the reasons we're wrong
I felt like I was feeding King Kong
Left my life to help those that need it
Got mistreated, left, all to repeat it

The lessons are eternal they won't ever change,
That's your gift to me so that I won't be deranged.
So now that I have gotten better please give me my strength
My life is something that is losing it's length.

Mr Wise Man, show me the way
I can't keep walking into walls all day

Tolerance has always been my strongest feature,
Made me forget about every evil creature.
Test my limits all you want, I know it's vital
That is all a case of survival.

I don't know why I just keep trying
In the end I know I'll be dying.
My faith has been put to test
A test that will put me to rest

All the worlds I've been to
All the places I've gone through
Every single man woman and child
Every single one would make another mild

Stronger than the rest
This should make me the best
Or maybe it's best I don't know
Maybe it's best I just go

So Mr Wise Man, don't show me the way
I can't keep walking into walls all day

I'll walk my own path


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ONE LAST GOODBYE

I was lying on the bed,
         staring at the ceiling.
The lines, the corners,
         the torned peeling.


Thoughts galore,
   wondering how far i have flown. 
Life's gonna change soon,
   a cacaphony or a croon?  


Colleges, classrooms, friends flee,
               and although its summer,
feels like cold waves,
               shivering me.


The bunkings,the "GTs",
              the outdoor excursions.
The Kerwa,the Bhojpur;
              the Islamnagar mansions.


The movies,the malls,
            the meetings at places,
Slurpy schmaltzy memories
                        of "faces".


All those rendezvous,
          are turning obscure.
The eye's all wet,
          as the images conjure.



And now the day's drawing near,
        and i doodle in my harrowing fear.
How will life be without you,
        I'm absolutely left with no clue.  


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State of the nation

This world is getting tougher to survive everyday.
The cost of living is more than my pay.
It's going to get worse that's what the old folks say.
The bad times are here and here to stay.
Just look at the shape of the U.S.A.
we're afraid to let our children go out and play.
Maybe we all need to get on uor knees and pray.

Jobs are getting harder and harder to find.
What I own ain't worth a dime.
Inflation is up and so is crime.
Alot of real good people are in a bind.
Can't even get care when your in your prime.
Most everyone you know have fallen on hard time.
I can't help them out when i'm worried about saving mine.

Career politicians keep sucking us dry.
They tax everything we own and anything we buy.
Most of us blue collars will work till the day we die.
While the rich skate through life and don't have to try.
We all have to stop living this goverment lie.
It's about time we let that eagle fly.
Remember who made this country, it was you and I.

We the people can bring her back, and put this nation back on track.
We made her strong and that's a fact, and
Noone will ever be able to take away that.


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Just Because Of You

I'll write this just because i love you,
I'll write this just because it's true.
I'll write this just because of you,
I'll write this just because i do.

When you smile, I feel alive again,
When you smile, i can feel no pain.
When you smile, my world is free,
When you smile, it feels like you have owned me.

I love you, 
I love you.
I love you,
I love you.


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A Day Vs. A Lifetime

A day in love with my very best friend:
That's all I was given.
Then,
Straight out of Heaven,
God sent me an angel instead.
He sent me a lifetime of love til the end.
Thank you for that day.
Thanks for going away.
Now, I can smile and say,
"Thank you, God, for a day of pain,
And for the love of a lifetime that followed."


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La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin

La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin La Msytique est la Specatatrice du Divine Elle Parle au mot que je ne comprends pas "Soilel vous deffinissez est mien Pourtant vous, vous laisser il saigner Comme un nouveau vin Triste - ons ne Saurant Jamais Triste - ons ne Verront Jamias" Parle a moi, si prestine La Mystique La Sibylle Blanche du Rhin La Specatatrice du Divine Ton Voix sefane dans Le Chanson entrain de Mourir


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Similar Fate

Abu Ali was around 60 
When he joined us in Saudi. 
The civil war was ON since 
His last visit home in Lebnon.
And, no letter could he send, 
Nor any phone calls possible, 
To ask them, on what they lived
Since he bade a bleeding bye. 
Zainab was 17, and was time 
The father to give her hands 
In hands strong and worthy, 
For his lineage enduring. 
Despite attempts many and varied, 
He could cross no boarder ever, 
As any black veil would blind 
Hues of his paternal dreams. 
Courage was still a mirage, 
Still, could we cook some wishes, 
With a pint of boldness blended; 
For his pulses weak and face pale. 
After days of travel tiring, 
Across hostile yellow sands, 
He could see but hands tender, 
On his street shining toys lethal.
Syria, Lebanon, Egypt, Jordan, 
Israel, Palestine and Lybia, 
Many are with a fate similar; 
Fatal tools shining ON and ON
To Put Abu Alis to eternal UNrest, 
To be buried in blood-bound sands; 
Where no grass ever dare to birth, 
Lest their blooms too might bleed!


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Therion

Slayer of dreams and reality Bow down to his Therion Majesty Vowed to Be beyond Spiritual Supremacy, But too Frail, but too Weak, Were these words of The Transgressor of Our Argentine Destiny Reigned with Blood And with Blood You shall Fall Never denounce the ways of The Wicked For the Wicked you Have Become I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself Look beyond the Book, See the Truth lying there, Gagged and Hooked, Silence screaming to Be Free The Draconian Revelation Will Save thee The same Cold Pressure has erupt inside The Beast dwells in your Pride Dipped in Argentine and Insanity, Captivated by the touch Never looking beyond the Sin, For the Scene remains Empty I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself In your mind When the world Falls, Parodiso will open her halls But not for you, Inferno Cries out for you Forever Malaoda will Be your destiny I'm Not your gracious Jesus Christ, Saving you from the blood-sodden Ice, But you Are The Beast Therion Majesty Can't control your own destiny The one who used to fight monsters, Became a Monster Himself


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Beautiful Fate

How do you know when you've done too much
One Favor for one person
Being kind to the touch

no matter what...

One favor for a life that feels like a dream
makes you feel like an angel

But without wings...

Hard work follows light
Smiles into tears
Cabin Fever headaches
Childhood fears

How can it be that everything you once wanted dear
turned everything to fear
wars turning dreams to horrible careers
all you loved forever becoming a truck's deer

It's all because one favor
which was meant to savor
One life and another
one man and two other

Made all that is heaven
into something that hurts like hell


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My Special Gift Of You

Today is a very special day,
It is a day our hearts,
Joined together as one,
Making a new life,
And this is something,
That you can not find,
At the corner market,
It appears no matter,
What we do in our lives,
Or which way we turn,
We always turn up,
At each other's side,
For what reason,
We do not really know,
All we do know,
Is we can always turn,
To each other at anytime,
When we need someone to talk to,
The other person seems to always be there,
To conside in,
It takes time,
To find the inner beauty inside,
That you have,
And I'm glad that,
I have finally found,
This beauty and this love,
Within the special person of you.


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To me: On King David

Did he not seek fervently a heart with his own,
And in that deed unfolded truths and secrets unknown? 
Verily he was divinely appointed and of the Lord known.
In him don't all the great commanders of word take root?
David, like you I hope to write as I should.


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Comfort

Comfort

Oh, Lord, is this how it will be? Placid as a frozen lake – savvy as the silver serpent
that moves beneath it surface? 
Must I be the same?
This is simple lucid dreaming is it not?
To come upon a clothing store in age and consent but offered no service? 
Where amid these shackled hours and entrapped hearts are the conditions for surrender
mapped out?
 I ask you – oh, god-head – make reveal those who would remand the closure of the day, to
render wholeness one big puzzle; I’ve no sleep this mourning, my body’s mortality was
ticking all night; so as to calm its sacramental rite, I tugged at its extremities to seek
an answer there, I poked deep for my soul but it came up mostly air. So, oh Lord now I beg
you, I will close mine eyes and pray; fall upon one knee and ask forgiveness stay; oh how
you have answered – a thunderous, silent display upon my eyelids back, from the veins of
angel’s blood I sense the course my soul is taking, in solace, deep beneath the cask of
flesh and sinew to a place of comfort, lord I see, I knew it all along:
Your being has been me…



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LIKE AN ANGEL

LIKE AN ANGEL …………………angels…they really do exist…….. 






Looking into your eyes, 
I could see your undying love, 
Your wonderful smile brimming me up in joy, 
I just want to know, what makes you come back, 
To fill my soul with life and joy, 
You make me wonder of my soulless existence. 



Like an angel, you cast your spell upon me, 
Leaving me caught up in my memories. 
Your faith in me makes me to carry on 
To transcend over the horizon, 


You placed your hand upon my empty soul, 
You brought me back to life, 
Making my dreams real, 
Looking towards the sky, I could see your fragnant smile 

Like an angel, you rid me of my perils, 
You caress my soul as if I were your own, 
Dressed in white, you shine your light upon me, 
Helping me to wake from my soulless dream 


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SCREECH BLADE OF BARUNG

Just sheen of your blade
Your enemy is frighten  
Pitch of your generations 
Own the courage to fight

Oh you Barung 
Go raise the peace
Will of bravery is embed 
Your defend is made

Sunrays afternoon
Tomorrow still morning
The screech blade of Barung 
Deem cannot be impeded


Layag Sug!


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Assassin

Believe in the killer in me,
Innocent, she believes in me,
Metaphorical Scent of disease,
Regardless oh whom I tried to be...

Dead by the hands of a mistaken assassin,
Still, she claims what she was not,
The hunter became what the hunted has been,
An image of ignorance behind the roots of a thought.

Experience is worth for what we are now,
Lifeless and cruel, casting a doubt,
Over the wings of the choices we once approached,
But that's not what I saw, that's what I was told...

Dead by the hands of a mistaken assassin,
Still, she claims what she was not,
The hunter became what the hunted has been,
An image of ignorance behind the roots of a thought.

May the metal of your arms
Be my last empty grave,
For against your believes
Nothing's stronger than hate,
Just relieve this empty shell
Of all I once drew,
Because for all that I did
I'm no better than you...


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Lycanthrope-Lover

Silent pulses of Krileanine’s Pentagram Lure the young men of the hamlet Lönam Oh how she sains them with The Heptagram Curiosity killed the cat And made the Nightbeast Darkly, she commenced the ancient rite Performing in her Sluttish ways She’s preparing for the Full-moon Night Scream! Lycanthrope Lover Her host’s fangs Will pierce every innocent "Submit to my will You carrion ghoul Welcome to my Esoteric Hell" Scream! Lycanthrope Lover Whore of everything unholy You must Fear the Coming Of Muspelheim, Cassandra


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The Vet

A forgotten time he lived
 A place of love and smiles
  A place of family and friends
Young and full of life
  He was sent to a forgotten war
    His life to be changed forever
Doing what was ask of him
  The pain in his heart began
    Battleing fear and what he was sent to do
He returned to a time of resentment and hate
  He endured the nightmares and the unbelievers
    Standing on the edge looking down
She took his hand and led him away
  Teaching him to smile again
    Calming his heart with compassion and love
She taught him that life was possible
  Unchained his heart and entered
    He live today because of her
You light up my life
  Their song

 Dedicated to John and Julie
    


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Euphorianah'

The sapphire sun of what-were dreams
Setting in the forsaken east
My winters' desperation clung to your silent voice
Let death be a choice
Dusk revealed your truest nature
Before her argentine eyes
'Tis the darkest of tragedies, romances' maladies
Let your forgiveness be la Vie In this frozen air
The wings of my deepest despairs

Friend or foe?
The dagger close to my heart--
If your forgiveness is nigh
Let me know--or is this all a lie

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

The winterwind tears carress me
With whispers, (of) Someone I Once knew
Calming the fears inside
But the pain remains
--hallcunary rains 

Dreams fading with the Enya in your eyes
With the darkness of your hands
The silverfears of the pale moon
Shine on you

Lilyheart swain 
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah

Your eyes search for mine
Oh how they shine, blue 
Sacrdice has a price
Heaven is calling us tonight

Cursed In shadowed illusions
Shall we dance?
Would there be a chance
Euphorinah 
Forgive me now
I will rip out every nail 
Of your coffin
I don't care if it's God it will offend

Lilyheart Swain
Please don't give into your pain
You hold my soul on Eden's Edge

Your innocent flesh
Cradled in my broken arms
Forever you will be mine, forever you will stay
The snow caressing us as we tangle in deathly embrace
This darkness fades into amber innocence 
Hatred no longer exists
Forgive me
Come back my only
Euphorianah


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my treasure

walk with me my treasure
let us move through the suns warm rays
let a light summer breeze carry our worries away
let us be glad for our lives 
and let our hope have no measure
because even the darkest of moments
every test we endure is sincerely a treasure 
listen to me my dear ones 
let my words fill you with joy
 i will sing your name like a song for the all heavens to hear
so you will always know that someone wants you here.


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Diedre II

Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode I cunnan sense her embrace that felans gelic Tragedy A Heart to hath, slipped beneoðan waw The dark pulse nou beckons us closer How many daegs will this passion bledan way We will beon the ans left to blame Bewarian we hath be-came their prey They say thou hast ben addicted to thy pain A life-leas cold barren soul left to die in the rain A whisper to close to the edge A ceallian fram the dark Bringan ut a saving sparke An exodus fram her pain Her life spent braeð in shame A Shadow ceallian brecans the silence Eom I the an to blame Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deirdre naefre said wrong Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode “My decadence wesan just for thee Though thou never hast cared of what I hath been through Enter the world hwaer empathy is clandestine A world created by thee, just for me Hwaet is lecgan in my heart Is why thou wants to through the stan” I call thy name towards nightfall’s reign But they take thou so feorr way A dark engel so devin Cursed by Eden’s Heart I will avenge every tear An exodus fram her pain Her life spent braeð in shame A Shadow ceallian brecans the silence Eom I the an to blame Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deirdre naefre said wrong Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode Don thoust not know Deidre’s eode


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He

He reached into my downward spiral of solitude, wrapped himself around me completely, assimilated with my very being, and became the wings I needed. He was right on time...and so was the One who sent him (as always, because I am one of His favorites, as you know). So, here he is...a daily (favorite) part of my life, the grown-up part I look forward to, as reliable as the sunrise...sex without touching...a slo-o-o-o-o-o-o-w mind loving. How he did it, I'll never understand. It's like he took two mirrors and held them up to my heart...you know what happens when you do that...the image repeats itself infinitely. He = me x's infinity. I can only hope to compliment his existance, for his equal I will never be...never his other half...but to be the cosigner to all that he is would be enough. If I don't spend the remainder of this lifetime with him, I will certainly seek him in the next. He is my destiny, and as of this moment, I step forward and claim him. I am no longer falling down. He compels me to FALL UP


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the oregon ducks

A day belongs to you and I
side by side swings the impossible
ways of doubt.

To embrass the true moment
only to quiver to turn back 
embaresment to huttle that 
touch down goal.

We will embark on tackt as it
shall be conquered to a new
habitate known as the quack
attack!

GO DUCKS!!!


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Best Buds Forever

I still remember that day when you were a kitten,
You were so small and fit in my hand like a mitten.
I knew when I held you I would raise you,
The love I felt was more than true.
I was with you at my grandma's till I could take you home, 
Then the journey of raising you began...

We brought you home and I showed you our house,
I still remember when you saw your first mouse.
You jumped out of my arms and made your attack,
I stood there and watched you get your afternoon snack.
Then we were deciding on names for you,
I just felt something with dexter and knew it was true.
I was only 8 and didn't know any better,
I did some things that I still regret.

I tormented you so bad,
Looking back it makes me sad.
But I grew up and knew how to take care of you,
Even though what I did when I was younger made me feel blue.
You grew up so fast,
I never thought me and you as buds would last.
But it did I'm so proud for that,
Because in the end your my cat.

Then came the day we would move into a bigger house,
But you never again got a hold of a mouse.
You were so scared but I took you under my wing.
I showed you around the house and you were so happy.
I redeemed myself from everything I had done.

Things got better between us as the days flew by,
The love strong that were flying so high together in the sky.
You greet me when I walk through the door,
I feel so touched that I fall to the floor.
I cherish every second that your on my bed or just saying hi in my room,
The smile that's on my face brings a tear that would make flowers bloom.

Now your all grown up and still getting older,
The temperature in my heart has gotten colder.
So cold because I know your time is soon up,
I'm struggling to figure out how full is my cup.
I only wish you could live longer and we still be together,
But we will always be best buds forever.


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Sacrifice

The wind it blew with rage Its ferocity knew no end Uprooting trees and throwing them about Causing even the strongest ones to bend Yet in the midst of catastrophe A tiny seedling stood Shielded by a rock nearby That provided it a sheltering hood The rock it did its utmost best To keep the youngling free from hurt It stood this way for a few months While the seedling grew in height and girth Now along with the plant grew a wild weed Which looked fairly beautiful But underneath the false façade Lay thorns that were meant to kill It took the support of the youngling And twined around it as it grew Slowly but steadily it was killing the plant Yet so cleverly that no other plant knew But then there was one who was watching The rock it knew what to do It prayed to the heavens and the earth To help split itself into two And so the clouds sent bolts of lightning Which struck the lowly rock The earth it shook and quaked that night And centered its fury on that spot When at last the painful deed was done The rock mustered up all its strength And with tears of sand and smaller stones It heaved and shook till one half of it fell And that half fell upon the evil weed Pulling it away from the young plant As it watched the weed release the youngling The rock smiled and breathed its last With one half it had crushed the weed And kept the youngling from being killed While the other half remained standing Still shielding the plant from the wind


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A Question of Honor

Dedicated to Noor Al-Maleki You Try, You Try so hard To put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views You Have set me Free, Can't You See I Won't have to face a Tyrant anymore Your gaze used to Stun But Now It Just Burns Under the Sun Never Enough to Be Myself Never Enough to Be Free I will not Bow to You I will not Kneel Before You Smothering Liberty Condoning Freedom This way is unjust This way only brings out our worse Hatred and Mistrust War and malice no know law You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views I am The Flame you Greatly Hate I am The Flame you greatly fear Some cannot handle the truth It shows they are the Criminals You are one of them You're the problem This misdeed will not live on without the hate of your name Honor Is not real It's just an emotion that only you feel You're another bulwark Against the truth No one Will Bow No one Will Kneel You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views You Fear The Truth You Fear the reality you are the criminal against all humanity We must end these lies Before Honor Will Strike again You Try, You Try so hard to put Your will Over Me But I will Remain Free I am So Dirty and So Very Unclean So Please Condemn me Sentence Me The Crescent Is A Lie The One I shall Try To Defy Is it Just To Dispose What Has Dishonored You and Your Radical Views


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Still Love You

My life has been a struggle through despondent 
pain and all
as my worldly issues continue to fall.
But I realize I was not created to break
so I pick my emotional bag of heartache.
I take all the hurtful woe
and buried it away by my inner love to let go.
Hence I find the strength from within
as I raise up my chin.
To become a better woman.
with a new life to begin.
To make it on the top.
not allow my self esteem to drop
I made it through
I know I still have you.
the time we invest


was true love blessed.
Still through our situation
of an unhappy relation.
Our love will never lapse
nor will my experiences of hurt ever relapse.
But unconscious our love will be strong
and our time together will not be right or wrong.
All though life’s troubles continually invade
Our affection for one another will never fizzle or fade
Now it is time to say good-bye.
however, our love will never die.


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Josette, Drive the Faerie out of me

She's Lost--I'm the one left to blame Forsaken by my potent manipulating game I've killed the one, My starcrossed heart Desires ...But not By My hands I Try To Follow her ghost But the fog and mist are too strong My eyes are rendered useless "You're Never going to Find Josette" The netherworld Spirits sang I Won't lose Heart I Will Win this Fight For My Sacred Josette's Right to Life This is what happens when The Devil's Adovocate Falls for Jesus's Greatest Bride This is what happens When The life of the disease Loves the cure it desperately hates Drives you mad But Wasn't I already? Josette, I'm begging you To Drive the Faerie out of Me


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LET ME SURVIVE

I in search for treasure

wander night and day ,in search for a unique border

where night and day meet ,

and part their separate ways .

there time ceases to exist

where the dreams of the skies meet

with the nightmares of seas

there the waves grow sweet.

day is born new & fresh each day

again and again .

there i shall find my youth

day after day,

and like the sun

i shall bring some light to my people .


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My OnLy KrYpToNiTe,Is YoUr LoVe

If I lAy HeRe; If I jUsT lAy HeRe, WoUld
YoU lYe HeRe WiTh Me UnDeRnEaTh ThE
ChAmPaInE bUbBlY sKy.

SlOwLy EmBaRkInG OuR bOdIeS, aS oNe
TiGhTlY aRoUnD tHe ShEiLdEd EaRtH; lIkE sTeEle
ImAgEs,AnD GaZe iNtO oNe AnOtHeR wItH A tWiNkLeD
EyE fUeL bLaStInG eXPlOsSiOn.

On A TaInTeD lOvE eXpReSs TrI~aNgLe
SoFtLy LiStEnInG tO tHe SoUnDs Of OuR:
 OwN BeAtInG hEaRtS tHaT bEaT, fAsTeR tHaN
A sPeEdInG bUlLeT...

FoR yOuR lOvE iS: mY oNlY kRyPtOnItE!! Richie, rich


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Small Town Big People

I look in the mirror and see the years gone
I can look beyond the glass out the window
To the yards of my childhood
I can smell the flowers and feel the grass ‘neath my feet. 
I can hear the music blasting on the radio
Mama callin’ me for supper.  


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

The town is small and so are the events
You’re everyone’s business 
You can get a break and can’t get away
You don’t even have a say
You go to and from and people protest
And those same people will still put you to the test


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I made it to the big town K.C, 
Got myself a husband and a son and a place to live
Settled in and made a life, got a career
I swear I’ll never return to my best friend
Comfortable where I stand, 
Happy where I am 


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

Well times are hard,
And people are ruthless in this cut throat time
Jobs are scarce and bills run high
You never know what you’ll hear at night
The people are small in this big town
Yeah people are small in this big town


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

I guess the town is small
Just good ol’ boys and girls havin’ fun
Small place, small town, small world
People may talk and people may watch
But the biggest thing in that small town
Are the people after all. 


I yearn to go back to that danged town
I fought to get away and never look back,
I never wanted to live there again. 
I guess there’s a piece of me
There in that little town. 

-Heather Birdwell 9/22/2009



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NOT FOREVER MAMALAND

NOT FOREVER MAMALAND

Down the valleys, through the greens
Fresh air I have missed in years
Still beautiful, still warm are you mamaland
Gone I was but not forever mamaland

The morning corn, the ewe’s milk
What beautiful mornings I missed
The cattle rushing to graze, freedom mamaland
Gone I was but not forever mamaland

The city men say you are old
You stink and have no technology
I love your tranquil and peace mamaland
Gone I was but not forever mamaland


The big man gave me a cheque and contacts
His friends too will b coming soon
Its time we cleaned and upgraded mamaland
Gone I was but not forever mamaland

They talked of tarmac, rails and bridges
Heard also of schools, hospitals and malls
I begged them to do it for you mamaland
Gone I was but not forever mamaland


Your children will now write their language
Tap the keyboards and speak with the phones
Will have you online, your beauty for all to see
Gone I was but not forever mamaland


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Healer Of Pain

A man struggles to see the light, 
Which shined so bright.
Darkness impours him and he fight's to break free,
But there's no light and he can't see.
The darkness is strong he trembles with fear,
He makes a cry to God loud and clear.
Forgive me for I have done wrong,
The evil around me is just to strong.
I come to you,
To help me through.
He opens his eyes and suddenly can see,
The light he had lost but now found for God answered him and set him free.
He thinks to himself how could I have been so vain,
But he forgives himself for he was saved by the healer of pain.


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The dustbowl troubadour

My tribute to Woody Guthrie.

The dust bowl troubadour.

Once when I was just a stud
I loved the folky crowd
I would listen well to Bob Dylan
[I immersed him in a shroud]
Then Donovan, and Joanie Baez
I loved them and their ways
Through Them I found my legend ‘Woody’
Oh, these were happy days.

Old Woody he inspired them all
All the folkies of that time
And me, I just adored the man
His rhythm and his rhyme
I love the things he sang about
That Dust bowl troubadour
Two thousand songs they say he wrote
Me-thinks it might be more.

As Woody rode those railways lines
He would fruit pick and he’d sing
He always carried his old guitar
As to poor folk he would bring
Sweet laughter and much happiness
For those his heart did touch
And all those dust bowl refugees
They loved this man so much

11 August 2013 @ 1332hrs.





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The Battlefront Soldier

Tall and strong;
Always pushing on.
Never once looking back,
Straight up and stiff back.
My heart was and is yours,
But you turned me down and sent me away.
You might be military, baby,
But I don’t care.
Hold me and love me, but leave my heart there.
I want you to be mine, but distance is your barricade with which you hide.
I fear you’ll hide behind it forever,
With or without my dreams.
I see you walking away or standing on enemy lines,
Looking back onto my side of the fence and wondering to cross it or not.
You have your gun, you have your uniform, and you have your armor. 
You doubt me because of what happens with others, and you ignore the others who have succeeded.
Why not give me a chance?
Let me show you I can be who you want.
Ignore just letting me be a distance away. 
Please; please I beg you; don’t walk away and leave me as I am. 


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LIFE'S TRIAL AND TRIBULATIONS

Walking down the hallway,
Seeing all the doorways,
And all the choices in life,
Making it difficult to choose,
The right room from the rest,
Bringing you the wisdom and truth,
For the imperfection that's within us all,
Which makes us crawl at times,
On our knees and our hands,
To discover what is right and survive,
In life as long as we can and accept,
What life brings us all in our hearts,
Which we patiently accept as pleasures,
And sacrifices as pains much in our lives,
To correct our flaws,
Which causes our struggles,
Till we can open our eyes,
And see what we have and believe,
That our life is greater than we ever know,
Cause God created it for us all,
But our choices are ours to make,
To find the happiness which is,
Ours to be kept.

By: John J. Hembree


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Rosaline

Moonlight shines down on my cold, pale face I am alone, her raven calling, I am disgrace Falling as the willows weep, I hold her in my arms as she struggles to breathe Rosaline, my one love divine. You are sacred You are mine Her voice rising above the water Beautiful Rosaline sang silently to me The whispers trailing off her fingers, as she faded into the darkness My beautiful angel has vanished again Goodbye my Beautiful Rosaline. Happened that Grim reckless day when the shadows began to play Beauty detonated in my trust No more, no more will there ever be a witch so grand, as to bring back my Beloved Rosaline Sorrow cuts it's way into my heart It is the locked key, the one you keep Her voice rising above the water Beautiful Rosaline sang silently to me The whispers trailing off her fingers, as she faded into the darkness My beautiful angel has vanished again Goodbye my Beautiful Rosaline So leaving this Tragic scene I vanished from Rosaline's sight Nevermore will there ever be a witch so grand, as to bring back my Beloved Rosaline Her voice rising above the water Beautiful Rosaline sang silently to me The whispers trailing off her fingers, as she faded into the darkness My beautiful angel has vanished again Goodbye my Beautiful Rosaline. Enchanting she sang to me, in the everlasting light of peace My beautiful siren walks again Goodnight my Beautiful Rosaline


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REMEMBRANCE of HARRIET HARRIS:

VERSE ONE:  
 
Christened as averred one Harriet Kuritsky on November 13th nineteen thirty five
     the youngest of four with only one brother
     whose exit from this world from a terminal illness she did not survive! 

The following emotions communicating heartfelt grief
practically vanquished as like my existence turned a new leaf!
 
A recurring abysmal grief stricken state
still consumes my entire being of late
these perpetual tears of sadness seem not to a-bate
since the grim reaper brandished scythe
     signature sign of a deadlocked fate!
 
Twas about 11:00 a.m. 2005 that third of May
     that our dearly beloved mother
     fought tooth and nail to keep death at bay 
(recounted by sisters who elected to remain on vigil that day)
nonetheless rigor mortis upper hand
     brought a (supposed) painless and swift death
     to her diseased and emaciated riddled body  gone lifeless and ashen gray!
 
This only heir still misses his mom more than plaintive words can spell
with his agonizingly pained heart and soul  that rents asunder this psyche pell-mell
no amount of weeping can quiet and quell!
 
Cathartic for me to give you a posthumous ode
conveyed in an easy to read poetic code
to accept finality & permanent loss only retrievable from nostalgic memories
     identified as that childhood home and favorite abode! 
 
VERSE TWO: 
 
Her cremated ashes still remain sealed in the same nondescript box
     white, powdery and chalk like material
     devoid of any vestigial semblance to her once living and vibrant self
     that unique persona pulverized and vaporized
     (housed former svelte and tall Arthur Murray ball-room dance teacher 
     a half century plus prior to demise
     which beauty, charm and grace quickly caught the attention of my father
     who courted and eventually proposed to this young flirt and tease of a gal)
     inert organic matter now represents sole residual embodiment 
     reduced to dust and near nothingness
     former corporeal being of blood, bone and flesh 
     weighing no more than a dozen hatch marks on the scale
     absence still bears down heavy like some millstone round the neck
     per  the black hole void created by defeat with Grim Reaper
     toward this woman who helped birth and nurse me into manhood
     momma’s only grown son still feels ripples of grievous sadness
     no matter the years of suppressed anger and rage
     in addition to emotional conflicts between us 
     which invariably wrought unpleasant relationship
     and a legacy of discord writ large across the tapestry of my life!
 


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Ode Written to a Lady

 You must have once watched the rising sun
As it appeared with grace at the horizon
After which its rich beams fall on your face-
That lustrous face and wakes smiles by grace.
 
You must have felt the breeze blow your hair,
While its tender waves stroke your ear:
 
You must have watched those blue Daffodils
Bloom with spectral pride on earth's fossils
While you feel that heart of yours rejoice-
What a moment! Digesting nature's voice.
 
You must have scaled the valleys
Decorated your hair with sweet lilies
And dipped your hands in the falls:
What a moment! Heeding to nature's calls.
 
Just think of all those moments woven in one piece!
What a burst of Joy! What an incessant bliss!
O! That is the feeling that lingers in my soul
As my eyes like scopes behold your roll.
 
You must have dreamed like a sprouting seed:
Your dreams were of more innocent breed-
You always sleep-walked in more blissful Days
But always came awake with regrets in this dark base.
 
Am but a poor poet, who sees and paints
And like an observer may carry pains
That give his meek and spry heart distress
Because he paints another's lustrous mistress.


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EX CATHEDRAL

EX CATHEDRAL

i am the voice of God through man
come all the way through ALTER CHRISTUS
holy and unquestionable for i am from sanctum Dei
a lot believe shed their blood even on to this day

i beg not to be understood but trusted and loved
impossible for you know for some tried but long gone
i am Christ in the person of man in all but wrong
do you know or what is the mind in unus catholica

what and where do you stand -with the lamb?
are ye already in the blood washed? or damned
the heavens we cannot all but understand
in ex cathedral we learn to know and love the one's we can


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Miss Mayhem

Nymphomania Is all she can grant you along with a well spent night This femme fatale isn't something A man can't handle A sex-fiend straight from the chamber of Satan A desire so strong It won't ever feel wrong A mistress of melancholy She took over my soul The amphetamine addiction Of her deadly embrace Her sweet poisonous grace Her heroin laced lips Oh how her venom drips All beware of a sensual destruction The comely fatal femme This sexual gem Stay away from miss mayhem Disaster is what she is A taste of her could make you leave All other vices and loves Would you ever think of the price For an eternity you'll be condemne dEven just for one night with miss mayhem This vamp of pain all life she will drain, this is addicting whore Is all you will adore Exciting and erotic Using all fetishes against your soul Your wife will surely lament From this dreadful strife A mistress of melancholy She took over my soul The amphetamine addiction Of her deadly embrace Her sweet poisonous grace Her heroin laced lips Oh how her venom drips All beware of a sensual destruction The comely fatal femme This sexual gem Stay away from miss mayhem A plague of pleasure The flead rats couldn't even measure Against the scourge of men A mistress of melancholy She took over my soul The amphetamine addiction Of her deadly embrace Her sweet poisonous grace Her heroin laced lips Oh how her venom drips All beware of a sensual destruction The comely fatal femme This sexual gem Stay away from miss mayhem


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Salient Mild Daze In Writtings

These were found Amidst the flames of Creativity that Burn deep down Salient 
Hearts...
Is there a Likelihood between Bats and Platypuses....
Or maybe between Vampires and Dragons...
Aha! The writings of Saliency on these mild pages...
Damning Thy Six Mad Spirits sending Them Off to that City of Rages...
Life is to be taken in Stages...
Honouring My Quail,Ink and This Wise and Humble Page.


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Deirdre III

Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 
Don't you know Deridre's Gone?

I stepped into room 8-16 only to feel tragedy 
The gatekeeper says your addicted to your pain
A lifeless cold barren soul put In the closet with the shades
Will he ever let you out?

How many days will this passion bleed away
We will be the ones to blame
Beware we've became their prey

An exodus from pain
Her life spent breathing in shame
Am I the one to blame 
Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 
Don't you know Deirdre never said wrong
Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 

"my decadence was just for you 
Though you have never cared what I've been through
Enter a world where empathy is clandestine
A world created by thee, just for me
The destruction in my mind 
Is why you want to throw the stone
Today I go past the gate''

I call your name towards nightfall's reign
But the guards take you so far away
A dark angel so divine
Cursed by the ones of Eden's Heart
I will avenge every tear

An exodus from her pain
Her life spent breathing in shame
Am I the one to blame 
Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 
Don't you know Deirdre never said wrong
Don't you know Deirdre's Gone? 



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jane doe

she had beckoned my soul 
her envy surrounded me 
as i sat writing poetry and song
it was my identity she was after

her name was jane mine was yolanda 
i recited poems for montel williams 
on poetry .com my poems became quilts 
maps of my freedom my life back home

springfield illinois she was from Tampa
i chicago poetry was my life she entered
my window to her surprise st john paul 11
i was kneeling jane enraged joining corruption
 
switching documents developing a false doctrine
beneath the high ways and by ways 
i glance in the mirror reflecting her face 
she was becoming me while i was vanishing 

quickly i dash to washington dc civil rights
memorial freedom of self expression 
dignity truth courage home


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When a god dies

Up in the clouds the king sits with no one around. His eyes roam to a fro walking the earth day 
and night yet with all his might he does not fathom the joy and happiness of these ants in his 
sight. Their life is short just days in his sight, but still they dream, love, fight, and die. Searching 
for a reason he left his throne. He walked among them and saw them as man; they walked 
upright, used reason and logic as he did. He came to a village a little girl cried I am so hungry, 
my father has died. The great king fed this family of three, but still they knew not the god-king 
he be. When they had ate the girl gave him a hug, the mother cried and bid him good-bye with 
love. This love was a thing he had never felt before, now he understood why they carried out 
their wars. The passion and pride that burns inside: a reason to believe, to fight, and to die. The 
deity returned high to his throne, having felt wanted he now felt alone; immortality looms large, 
it is too much to bear he needed a reason to live for, a purpose to care. The vastness of forever 
ahead no one to love nothing to live for the god-king dies. From his death there is a lesson to 
learn from his life, it is not how long you live but what you live for. Until you have something 
worth dying for you’re not really living


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Sacred Lorelei

The night has befallen me Rescue me, unchain me Sacred Lorelei Bleeding a passion of royalty Forever I'll follow your Argentine cloak with the most deadly pacts beautiful Witch Sacred Lorelei Tell me did the ravens Hear my cry My misery's plea Sacred Lorelei Was this all just upon a dream Lucidity becoming reality of my Sacred Lorelei A fiat of darkly desire from a most beautiful witch unchaining the burden of my misery All for my Sacred Lorelei


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Most High

Most High,
Reigning in the sky,
Thats how he sees the Sovereign Lord..
 
It begins with a man,
A young man,
Walked with God when he was young,
Didn't know wrong from right,
Left the Lord out of his sight,
Was a troubled kid in his school,
His school life was sent in a whirlpool,
Failed a yr and worked really hard,
He passed got dealt two good cards,
But God dealt him a hand that would change his life forever..

A terrible accident had happened,
Lucky to have survived,
Lying face down,
He cant feel from the neck down,
Taste of blood in his mouth,
He blacks out,
Wakes up being helped on a stretcher,
He was put into a helicopter,
He blacks out again,
Wakes up in his room,
Not knowing whether he can walk again,
He cries out to a nurse,
"Will i walk again?",
She says "Your very lucky dear boy,
And there was no permanent damage, 
It will take time,
But you should be walking in no time.",
He smiles,
Tried to pick up he cup made of styrofoam,
But he cant,
He finds out his wrist was broken in two places,
And will heal on its own,
He notices a long scar on his knee,
He was told he did permanent nerve damage,
And wont be able to feel anything on it or around it,
In what felt like a long time,
He made a complete recovery,
Grew stronger with his legs,
Goes back to school,
A day after his birthday,
And thats when the nightmare began.. 

Then one day,
His parents saved him with their kind words,
His eyes were opened,
He saw everything clearer and brighter,
He accepted God's word,
Hes grown stronger through Christ,
He was redeemed by his Savior,
God's unfailing love truly means the world to him,
His walk with God have been a journey he can not explain,
But the smile on his face says it all,
He walks stronger and stands tall,
For he put his trust in God,
The Sovereign Lord..
 
Most High,
Reigning in the sky,
Thats how he sees the Sovereign Lord.


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Woe is she

WOE IS SHE
“Was ever woman in this humour wooed?
Was ever woman in this humour won?”
Is the theatre of the absurd the new market place for suitors?
Her the jester unbeknownst to her,
Juggling objects too far from her reach as if by catching she herself will 
crumble.
Foolish her showing up on set with an open mind and an unmarked heart,
Hilarious wise cracker with her flimsy moves around the nutcracker;
Wobble on; duck duck she is still the goose.

“Was ever woman in this humour wooed?
Was ever woman in this humour won?”
Or the conduct presented she misread,
Too many teeth covering his smile should have been a sign of something 
more hidden
Perfected moves as the lights shine on his perfect pose
Her imperfect self feeling gratitude for being licked by the light shining on 
him,
Wobble on, duck duck she is still the goose.

Wobble on, duck duck she is still the goose
All birds in the same pond but the colours tell
Unique is no camouflage it remains a mark distinct
The final hurrah is here while the ducks curtsy
She in her dark humour wooed,
Remains backstage_










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Emotions

A hug as simple
Never take for granted
A smile so easy
But expensive
A hug as warm
Never take for granted
Love Loving Loved
Very scarce
Friendship is gold
Find one and keep it for life
Sex Gods powerful creation
Don’t treat it cheaply
Singleness a period of solitude
When lost you will appreciate
Children a gift from God
Appreciate and keep it.


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An American Soldier

you gave me light, you gave me life in the American eyes, I represent my colors, i never swallow my pride, you gave me strength and a mind to remember myself, if i fight for my country, will i burn in hell, i have my gun in my holster, it will never be over, cause in the eyes of my family, i will remain a soldier, iam strong iam willing, thoughtful, and forgiving, it hurts to see your face so i use my feelings for healing, heal my woons along with my soul, i live in a world of enemies, gunshots, and terrorists that explode, i live in dream of happiness, and a family that knows ill be coming home, until then i will hide underground, ready for war in the dirt below, this is my life and the defeat i have chosen, i will keep your love in a heart that remains broken, and long lost memories that have been stolen, in my life this pattern of living has caused an explosion, TO AN AMERICAN SOLDIER RESPECT IS WHAT IT MEANS,  
 TO AN AMERICAN FAMILY WITH A SON WITH AN AMERICAN DREAM. 


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To me: On King David

Did he not seek fervently a heart with his own,
And in that deed unfolded truths and secrets unknown? 
Verily he was divinely appointed and of the Lord known.
In him don't all the great commanders of word take root?
David, like you I hope to write as I should.


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Litany of Decay

Her black eyes allure you
Into her cloak if traps 
Nothing is right anymore 
Death encircles you but 
Never finds you

They Want my curse of eternal 
life 
But all I want to do is reach 
for the knife
In blood you rose
In blood I fall

 forever I must sing this litany
dying in life-- let my find my 
grave
'twas the myriad year
inducing a lucid fear
 I can hear my coffin's cry
 my body lies
there's nothing left to say
This Litany of decay

Free me, hear me, my death 
where have you gone
I Drown in Vitality
Dying in my immortality 
Just waiting for the stake to 
reach my heart
Caress me with your pain
like the blood in rain

Your shell is breaking
Show them what lies inside
Witch of centuries
Witch of lies
Love was never meant for you

forever I must sing this litany
dying in life-- let my find my 
grave
'twas the myriad year
inducing a lucid fear
 I can hear my coffin's cry
 my body lies
there's nothing left to say
This Litany of decay

forever I must sing this litany
dying in life-- let my find my 
grave
'twas the myriad year
inducing a lucid fear
 I can hear my coffin's cry
 my body lies
there's nothing left to say
This Litany of decay


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A ballad for Hannah

A ballad for Hannah (In memory)

I awoke this morning with a frightening chill,
Hannah has been killed
By a group of peers,
There was never any violence
Only immaturity from them all.

Day by day was Hell
She always felt like she was locked in a cell,
The rumors grew closer
Minutes got longer,
Death was knocking at the door.

No one noticed her sorrowful eyes
Or even wondered if she wanted to die,
All that mattered to them
Is letting everyone know
That she can not be trusted.

She plotted a devious deed
Who would notice this lead?
Her fall would be quick and painless,
No one would ever suspect it,
Hannah has been killed.


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Worth Fighting For

Walk of fame,
Walk of shame.
But what is it really worth?
If we win,
We only live to fight again.
If we lose,
Then it was worth fighting for.

Road to somewhere,
Road to nowhere.
But what is it really worth?
If we win,
We only live to fight again.
If we lose,
Then it was worth fighting for.

Sea to shining sea,
Tree to rotting tree.
But what is it really worth?
If we win, 
We only live to fight again.
If we lose,
Then it was worth fighting for.


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July 4th

She stands of stone; 
she's our lady liberty,
she's the decleration
of Independence......

We are our own freedom
of justice; this day comes 
to celebrate those who 
have fought ; or died for
these acted crimes.

So may we reflect what
it once stood for and regain
humanity.

A nation can now conquer the 
true colors of the Red, White; and
Blue.

As the life we breathe shall be, what 
we have survived I will give thanks
to these men and women.

I pledge an eternnal flame that 
burns above the sky so high......


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A kitten named Love

Love:

His gloved fingers loosely grab the tin cup as he sits slumped over.
People pass, barley glancing at the tattered man before them, their faces uncaring.
He has no home, no duplex or even apartment to call his own. Tonight he occupies a large box behind a local pizzeria, which sometimes if he is lucky the employees take pity and hand him a sack of three day old pepperoni. 

He rests his head along him arm, closing his wrinkled eyes before the rain comes. It bounces off his cardboard box fiercely and pools around his naked toes. A veteran for his country, he never thought his life legacy would be this, an empty box laying in an ally.

The night drags on with the raging storm, high winds, monstrous bolts of lighting and thunderous booms. Eventually the old man is awaken but not by the pounding rain but a purr. A kitten, merely a few months old has wondered into his lap taking refuge from the storm. Its orange and white fur drips as he shivers, yet his purr echos around the sagging brown walls. He sits upright and cradles the kitten, wondering why it didn’t run. Perhaps like himself  the small animal only wants a home. 

Its olive shaped eyes fixate on an empty bag of meat, its heart racing rapidly. The kitten is thin, appearing as though it has never ate. The war vet smiles and slides off his coat, he wraps the kitten gently then grabs his tin cup. Eagerly he shakes, panning for nickles and dimes. He washes windows even wipes away the grime. Never has he worked harder for $8.75 but tonight the man and kitten will eat from a bag that reads pedigree and to him that’s just fine. He has made a friend in the most unlikely of places and to him in the most needy of circumstances. Tomorrow the vet will rise and work the cruel streets of New York. He will face ridicule, people glaring in disgust, but he will gladly face it all to provide for his kitten he named Love.


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To me: On King David

Did he not seek fervently a heart with his own,
And in that deed unfolded truths and secrets unknown? 
Verily he was divinely appointed and of the Lord known.
In him don't all the great commanders of word take root?
David, like you I hope to write as I should.


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D'Abadie

   On quiet returned journey
Far from the din and city lights among the warps
   Of decreasing time...
On Rancho Caballero in days of yore:
  'Twas an oasis in the sun
           Up the Main Eastern Corridor

   Upon La Ressource gate
Are the yonder clearing calendar horselands
   Corralled on citrus row:
And afar sets the western red sky -
   Where across its soft blush
           Island roosts returning fly

   Great umbrella of stars
Shine over lifeblood old and new born to run -
   The hoofed sunrise trail:
Where in the early morning fog I see
   The blowing steamy breath
               In bridle rein and saddlery

   Out of wilderness sky
And belfry trees in porch light shimmer...
   The hot evening wave:
Yonder beats the rum shack calypso
   And Pan rising up from
                 The hushed plains below

   Gordon - Thin White Duke:
Bountiful your table and open door - and long
   Your days of kinship!
It's been too long a time around:
   Yet, that which is lost
                  Can again be found

               ---------------

Dedicated to my late uncle
And the stud farm he loved 
In D'Abadie, Trinidad.


October 1995


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Fool For Love Destiny

Sometimes I think I am a fool for love
When it seems not to love me back
Trying to give all I have
Falling short each and every time it seems
A never ending battle in my mind
too try again or say screw it
But my inner soul will not let him be the winner
He says love conquers all things
Remain true to yourself and that
Quality shines like no other
A fool for love I am not,but
I will truly let my destiny find it
In the end.


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I want you

Want you more than anything
want to hold you tight
to shout it from the rooftops
and have you in my sight

To spend our time together
To look upto the stars
the moon thats in the photo
want to share and see it real...

The more we talk and share these things
the harder it becomes,to leave that gentle 
face of yours,the lovely man you are
but
I will have to be content
with snatches here and there
and memories of all the times
that we,v been able to share

I love the very soul of you
our time together cant compare to
anything before or after time begun

The moon the stars,the sunset sky
I want to share those things with you
places that we,ve talked about 
I want to share with you

But life has not been kind to me
I know that this can never be...
so let us just embrace the chance
and walk together hand in hand
across the memories of times we,ve shared

Those tender loving memories
I close my eyes and dream.....




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Life Partner

Life Partner!


Tonight I'm your
life partner
Now my heart is all
yours
Let me sleep in your
arms
I want to be happy
with you


You are my rose and
I want to smell you
Fear for you and
care for you
Now I can change
your name
"My Darling" I shall
call you


From now I'm yours 
From now you're mine

On my finger I'm
putting the ring
So hide me in your
heart  and impress
me
Cause today , my
life starts over
again!


Tomorrow I will wake
up by your side
Together sleeping on
the same pilow
I'll kiss and wake
you up
I feel happiness in
your eyes
I know you want
another kiss
& I'll give it to
you from my heart!



* "Life Partner" was
my translation of an
Arabic song called
"El Yawm = Today" by
my favorite & famous
Lebanese singer
Nancy Ajram.Hereby
I'd like to thank
Nancy & the original
poet Marcel Mdour
for producing such
beautiful song.

** Dedicated to all
Nancy's fans all
over the globe! 


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Close the Page

Our worth foretold, our hope devised
In the summer winds of change;
Until a cool wind moves the fallen leaves
Into drifts beneath the aging trees

Through a new day passed our lives intend,
As the twilight slips away,
Crying loud to the one who reads the book
Then folds its pages closed

Sweetly winds greet the coming fall,
As forever life hurries by;
Until now those autumn leaves descend
And lay silent beneath the aged trees


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To me: On King David

Did he not seek fervently a heart with his own,
And in that deed unfolded truths and secrets unknown? 
Verily he was divinely appointed and of the Lord known.
In him don't all the great commanders of word take root?
David, like you I hope to write as I should.


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Vibeke

She is so sweet to me Her lovely lullabies are my fix An angel on earth she is With her voice she could break the lunar love She is my muse But where did she go My angelic-gothic queen A siren has fell What is left to take her place A wench from the south Such a terrible fate for her band of legends  Tristania has surely died


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Pope Puiu(2)

Lonely, singing "doina" in the magic corn field,
With a wooden sword and a little green shield,
I follow my elder brother and kids who secretly go round…
The naïve clouds and…a bee dancing in the air blond;
The kids smoke a cigar made from the corn`s moustache.
At sudden, a snake hisses near my flower… "Don`t touch !"
Puiu said and my brother repeated: "Don`t touch it!!
Soon after that, was I ready to cry and scared a bit;
But Puiu taught me "to smoke just like a pope".
So, by breathing ,I said: "Hoooo! Horses of Pope!" 

From the "Ballad for two violins"` landscape,
I remember him : happily eating a big grape;
Admiring the flock of thoughts with a thick thrill;
Since honey dawn, till the tender "Evening on the hill";
Then , running to open the gates for the bishop.
Then, waving his hand and calling the nun Hope.
Stroking a withered rose ,still  red in his hand… 
His smile in the no time light trying to mend…
Then, drinking hard and angry, good ready to rape
The monks` sacred silence blue; stroking his nape…
Again, with much faith praying and ready to nap.
I think good night was coming from his old cape.

I imagine him crossing the Grigoresco`s glade ;
"Here, God visited us…!" he happily  said.
"If I go in the heaven, I `ll send you a postcard."
The scent of onion tried to hide he had drunk  hard.
I imagine him guarding the heavens` blessed gates,
And… keeping us for a long time , his good mates
In front of them, as he did it with the bishop , once …


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Friendship

                                            Friendship

New Friends new beginings,
As we learn from one another
As we give to one another
lessons of live
lessons of love
lessons of understanding
forgiving 
forgetting
laughing
crying
denying
fighting
true friends stand the test of time
you are a true friend of mine.

People come and people go
but my friend will stay 
my true friend I adore 
my true friend forever more.


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Lacey

**Lacey Mosely of Flyleaf** You can't turn back the hands of time. You can't give up because you feel so alone, so abandoned, so useless, without a purpose in life. He gave His life for you to live yours. The troubled spirit haunting you silently lingers. Lacey screams, her voice breaking free. Forgive me, forgive me. The truth echoing through, forever in the light I will serve you. Lacey sings, her voice eternally broken free. I believe, I believe. You found your path. You know that you cannot change the past. Broken within, you have found the courage to begin again. Breathing as each day goes by, you now know that you always had a purpose in this life. You smile to yourself, and know that it is real. Awakened you find the strength to heal. Lacey screams, her voice breaking free. Forgive me, forgive me. The truth echoing through, forever in the light I will serve you. Lacey sings, her voice eternally broken free. I believe, I believe. Tonight she knows that she is free. Lacey found the light. Inside she screams. Forgive me. I believe, I believe. Lacey screams, her voice breaking free. Forgive me, forgive me. The truth echoing through, forever in the light I will serve you. Lacey sings, her voice eternally broken free. I believe, I believe. Lacey sings, her voice eternally broken free. Jesus Christ, saved me. I believe, I believe.


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Low Man Is Due

A low man is due...
My eyes seek reality,
My fingers feel for faith.
Touch clean with a dirty hand,
I touch the clean to the waste.
I fall cause I let go,
The net below has rot away.
And I cry to the alleyway,
Confess all to the rain.
But I lie straight to the mirror,
The one I've broken to match my face.
The fire is so warm,
But nowhere safe from the storm.
And I can't bear to see,
What I've let me be.
So wicked and worn.
So as I write to you,
Of what is done and to do.
Maybe you'll understand,
I won't cry for this man.
Cause low man is due.
So low the sky is all I see,
All I want from you is forgive me.
My eyes seek reality,
And my fingers seek my veins.
There's a dog at your back step,
He must come in from the rain.
But you bring that poor dog in from the rain,
Though he just wants right back out again.
So my fingers feel for faith,
And my eyes seek reality.
So as I write to you,
Of what is done and to do.
Maybe you'll understand,
I won't cry for this man.
Cause low man is due.


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Ballad for Pope Puiu(1)

 If in your veins ,you still hear the horses` silver hoofs,
And the copper moon escapes its smile on the roofs ,
Don't let them go alone as Pope Puiu did before to die :
He watched the empty wall and said his dream was just a lie. 
His sleepy devil darling,
And lots of angels sing…
The song of  Falstaff-Pope Puiu , my dear old mate:
Half is lowing as a mule: grave, grim and obstinate; 
He crushes the dark with white hoofs ,                       
He asks Coco , his brother to stand aloof,
While the fire was consuming their old roof…
The rest is mixture of lullaby and gospel …
The ember of desert slowly trying to spell:
JOB lives in me:
Lonely like a tree…
Coco wore white chilblains after long sleeping on snow.
Puiu wore heartburns ,and other inner wounds that grow…
They knew the ice and rude Siberian wind that froze
The parents` soul, the smiling sun, the rare rose
Of our old recollections with crossed golden swords…
But now, the grass knows a new play upon words:
There my thoughts were turned into stone.
I drink, friend, because I forget things; I feel alone
Like a syllogism burned by the life's light;
Like a hoof of mule crushing the night.
Under the rusty leafage and grass` oppression deep,
The unseen roots, much loneliness and secrets keep.


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I Can't Explain Part 2

...I can't explain the secure feeling when you hold me and sleep I can promise that I love you ~ I can promise I won't creep I can't explain why you take over my heart You had me in the beginning ~ at the very start I can't show you that I love you, as much as I do I can promise you one thing though, what I speak is true I can't explain the amazement ~ when you catch me in a stare I can't explain to you how much it means just to know you care I don't know why I know know my babies will be yours I can't thank you enough, to fix my heart when it was torn I can't explain to you how much you mean Sometimes I take a step back and wonder, "am I in a dream?" To hold you close to me at night please know I want you to teach me to love you even more ~ please show I want to spend the rest of my life with you Please believe me when I say this, for it is 100% true I miss you even when your down a hall I hear random whistles and I look for your call For my father to love you, as he says he does It means so, so, much to me ~ it always was I can't explain the impact you have on my big heart Your everlasting love pierced through my world like a dart The love poison you poisoned me with will show But for now all I can say is that I love you ~ just so you know


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I Can't Explain Part 1

Why the warmth in your skin Brightens my world from dim I do not know why I do not know why for only you I'd die I can't explain the kisses from your lips I definitely can identify your familiar grasp around my hips I can't explain why you melt my heart I can't explain to you why it hurts when we're apart I can explain your sight and your seducing baby blue eyes I can't explain why you make me feel safe when you tower over me in size I can truly tell you why you qualify for my love But I can't explain to you why you were sent just for me from above I can feel your arms tight around me I can't explain why for you I trust to help me see I can't explain the butterflies fluttering deep inside And I can't explain why I am the one who can break your pride I can explain the feeling when you touch me I can't explain why only for you I choose to see I can't explain the deep palpitations inside every beat I can't explain why just for you, I chose to reserve a seat I can't explain the short breaths when I see your face But I can pinpoint exactly your lips and the sweet taste I can't explain why you want to be a dad But I also can't explain the random reasons why I get mad I can definitely explain to you the bleeding in my soul But I can't explain to you why my life has taken a toll I can't explain in words why I love you so much All I can say is, "I love you," and such and such I can't explain with all the money in the world why I love you so But here's a bold, "I LOVE YOU," on paper ~ so you know I can't explain to you how somehow I get lost in your eyes But I also can't explain why God randomly granted me this prize I can tell you that I love you ~ I can tell you that I care I can also tell you I need you ~ and I promise I'll be there...


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Aquarain Dream III- Children of Concordia

Used to be Controlled by a Tyrant of lies Then one day The swift unseen knights Came and stormed all who Deteste the Aquarian Wish Be Free and live long we are the Children of Concordia Nothing shall be in our way Comely as what a Siren signs Bravery of what a Lion brings The Grey Haven lies beyond the mist The Children of Concordia They have no word for trist Will you let me join your world? Will you open up the doors? A people of concord and more than they seem They live in the shadows of an Aquarian Dream A place of Liberty and Harmony Ruled by magic and Lore Deep in the Golden forest of Clarity Filled with enchanting tales Of Immortality and evil’s causalities You can find Eden’s people she said what humans were meant to be Comely as what a Siren signs Bravery of what a Lion brings The Grey Haven lies beyond the mist The Children of Concordia They have no word for TristWill you let me join your world? Will you open up the doors? the safety of your real that could never fall Comely as what a Siren signs Bravery of what a Lion brings The Grey Haven lies beyond the mist The Children of Concordia They have no word for trist Will you let me join your world? Will you open up the doors?


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Ode To Edna

Every morning you greeted us with a smile.
Even when you were out of sorts and it may have taken you a while.

You treated every customer always the same,
and in most cases you even knew their names.

I think I will miss you the most because you were who you are,
and I can honestly say I'm glad I knew you and in my heart you will not be far.


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a Novel Time

Sometimes you learn to look at things
As if they are to get no better

Like single mothers on the first days of January
A hymn for the things you’d love to change 
A prayer for the things you cannot 

There is no new year for people like me 
Only a continuation of stress to be 
Life deals us blows and my songs are tired 

I’ve heard that happiness is a tale untold
In order to pursue this wish
One is required to hide beyond blue skies

Like life is love
Death is a cold hug
I’ll patiently wait 


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Indescribable Awakening

People of God why can't you see,
The shining light that sets His believers free.
His mercy is so powerful its shakening,
His love is an indescribable awakening.

Darkness seems to be around,
The light is lost it cant be found.
People are sinning worshiping idols,
When times get tough they wanna give up becoming suicidals.
God is looking down on them shaking his head,
Wondering why these people are turning away making their own bed.
God stays hidden so we can seek Him,
It makes the light shine so instead of drowning we swim.
People of God why can't you see,
The shining light that sets His believers free.
His mercy is so powerful its shakening,
His love is an indescribable awakening.


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Fight The Mere Fight

So it begins, A man falls into his reckless sins.
Believes in God, Talks to him everyday.
Little does he know, The pain is sure grow.
Acts of guilt, sorrow and self retreat brings him crumbling down.
God is more than what others think of to him.
He's Almighty, Glorious, Powerful, Freind, Creator, Lord, and Father above all.
Thus he learns everyday what he reads in the Bible to which he takes in at heart, He breaks into tears wanting a new start.
God and his friends are the only ones he can talk to, No one else seems to understand thus making talking about what he wants too to them very difficult. He doesnt know what to do.
With little time and so much weight on his shoulders its hard to see a brighter side, Before he knows it he will lose his pride.
So much negativity is surrounding him where he calls home, He talks to God explains what is going on and awaits a message.
A message so clear only he could hear, Though some cannot stand to wittness any longer.
Repenting God is something he cannot do, He wouldn't stay true.
Hes in a never ending battle with himself on giving up and fighting the mere fight growing stronger under God.
But its a tough battle.
He doubts himself.
Making a stand from living or dying is one he may never break free,
But he knows he's not alone and he suddenly can see.
The burning passion of a light,
WIth it he learns to fight the mere fight.


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Luciferia I-- Cease To Exist

I sense something in her eyes that feels like tragedy She closed her heart but its dark pulse Wilts and stetchs against the wanes How many days will the passion bleed Till it subsides into the new pain We are the ones who will face the blame ''Don't you see what's infront of me, I have to face it all I know there's something wrong help is what I want but it's not what I find You're all filled with troubling lies and incoherent minds Cant you see you're strangling me with every last word There's something you don't know Lying in my heart is why you want to throw the stone'' Her raven eyes fill the silence Luciferia we cease to exist it's burning away-- all others' reliance Luciferia we cease to exist my darkly darling don't fade away Luciferia we cease to exist beware we've became their prey Luciferia we cease to exist


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Salome

Beauty of the Maliced-Night Come to me, Wake me up Forlorn I've been for Centuries My heart beckons for the day of the thought of You Glimpsing in my dreams I see you fighting through The Iron-Gate that held me too You ordered my death in such a Beauty-Blinding way How can I refuse? The dust and sand of the desert's wane Has left myself to Blame The lust and land of the Desert's Wane Suffocated me with the forlorn days I've met you my lover I've met you my execution I've met you my Loving Shame I've met you my Salome Salome, Selfish Lover Salome, Gates of Jerusalem hold you In Salome, my Beauty The Dust and Sand of the desert's wane The Lust and Loving Shame Has left Myself to Blame I've Met You My Salome


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Biltmore Estate

As I sit here by the mountain stream
I begin to fall into a dream
Of a magical and majestic place
That always puts a smile on my face

Whenever I get to go there
One can just stop and stare
At its beauty and majesty
This place is what made me

Pick up a pen and write
This place made me see the light
After so many years and miles away from Asheville
I am in love with this place still

I fell in love with this place from the start
For it will always hold a special place in my heart
I cannot take it any longer
I thought that I was stronger

I am leaving today
Don't worry, I know the way
I can no longer wait
I have to go back to Biltmore Estate


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Only She Cries

What If I told You That I Loved you
would we care
would we die
 Chains surrounding Alice
Only She Cries
 
World Banished her
Love left her
all Alone
Melancholia presides over
 
Alice dies again
Will she ever reign
 
Will she ever see
what’s here to be
Only She Cries
 
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
 
 
Empty Without a savoir
Will She ever be cured from this
will she breakaway
Gaia couldn’t be so cruel
Just to wail away—Let the Banshee Crie
Just wail away the pain
wail away the pain
 
Enter my heart and you’ll see
that Was the only thing you could ever need
Alice; only she cries
let it show
That love never dies
Through Euphoria
through melancholia
 
 
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
 
 
She’s a ghost
Nobody to call Her name
Only She Cries
will she not live
whispers of her Raven mind
only control her
There’s no hope
Only she Cries
What If I told You That I Loved you
 
 
You didn’t know
how you could save her
Only if you could her
Alice dies
Only she cries


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Marie II-- Troubled Tides

Wake up with a dream on your eyes left with the hearts that bid you Goodbye Shadow Dreamer-- Poisoned Lover Venom seeps through the Way The Way you held on to Me There's a Thorn in your Heart I left it there so the dreams and your pain shall unfold Inside you and all of your Lithium Lovers You're my lover, My Dear The Greatest Enemy I had to Contend pretending with "I Love You" but I know you Hate me till Hell's End Is it in Vain? You Sleep with the hate How can you dodge the fate? You let the Dagger dance on your Tongue You are my beloved Enemy Marie


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' By All That Is Holy ... ' (Medieval # 1)

By All That Is Holy… The Knight Rode Away
Yonder o’er the Borders and Hills
Away to a Kingdom… to be His One Day…
Bound by Pledge and Royal Seal…

… for Valor and Honor and a Deed Well-Done
He wast’ given the Titles Thereof…
Glory and Power of A Champion
Of The High-King, He Loyally Loves…

By All That Is Holy… We Speak of His Fame
By All That Is Holy… Comes Thru His Name
That Strong, Gentle Knight of Light and Love
By All That Is Holy… Be Blessed Above

By All ‘Tis Holy  -  Pure, Virtuous
He Vanquished all His King’s Foes
In Obedience and Boldness… So Beauteous
That Forevermore… Everyone Knows!...

By All That is Holy… He is Now, Lord of Lords
GOD’s Will, ‘tis His Shield… Justice ‘tis His Sword
Prince of Peace, Paid a Ransom… we could nay Afford
… an Eternal Crown… ‘Tis His Priceless Reward

By All That Is Holy… The Hero Rose Away
By All That Is Holy… He Will Return One Day
We wilt’ Herald and Cheer, as Sir Mercy passes through
By All That Is Holy… He can Save You Too!


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Babydoll

Trying to escape from it all I detach from reality Knowing my spirit will be Safe Too much torment have I gone through To know that this story is truly mine Cut me off no matter how much I'll always find a way To fight and survive your kingdom I'm the only thing you desire I'm the only thing you hate I'm the only thing you need I'm you little Babydoll In my mind there is a haven Only I can enter, but everyone else is there Its there I will find a new tactic To keep on living in your torment On the way home I'll die a few times But just to know I really lived I'll have to find a new way to bleed If I want to escape I'll have to loose myself Cut me off no matter how much I'll always find a way To fight and survive your kingdom I'm the only thing you desire I'm the only thing you hate I'm the only thing you need I'm you little Babydoll Cut me off no matter how much I'll always find a way To fight and survive your kingdom I'm the only thing you desire I'm the only thing you hate I'm the only thing you need I'm you little Babydoll


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Marie I-- Covenant To Thee

We're at the seasons' end I won't suffice to their Judgement for We can overcome I'm sorry I couldnt always be what you wanted me to be, My dear Marie But this is my covenant to thee We were born from the same flame you and I Without a shame we can discard the pain compared to our love it is just disdain The passion can not fly away My dear sweet marie This is my covenant to thee You're my escape when i need flee to The other side of the sea My single belief, my dear marie The passion of you and me flies away With the keeper of the bees Nightingales sleep and dream of our Starcossed beams, my sweet marie, It was meant to be This is my covenant to thee


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Aquarian Dream II- Leaving Kali Yuga

A glimpse in your gilded eyes Tells me all inside your lieing mind How can you Stand without a spine How can you speak without a will Failed to announce the pain Will they realize the illusion Is it all to late? The lies that are so common Have put up a delusion Infront Of the people's mind So deep away from the dark Will we come when father is coming For us, is it all to late? Soft little messenger I dare you to spread the word About our dying world All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king I see the light of a dawning Age Let a new era begin An Aquarian dream a day where we are all free Inside our minds; our hidden refuge But there's no need to hide perfection Concordia shall be our queen Justice, independence, liberty are our only virtues free to be whoever our heart let's us be Go to the tower, strike the bell Soft little messenger And tell of Victory All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainted with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king All come far and near Listen to what we have been waiting to hear The walls have broken down The gates have been breached The Keep stormed in Praise and sing They have killed our king Our conformity is on it's last day All Black Skies have been tainetd with grey Our flags are now just tinder The palace has all been burned to cinders Our Empire has fell Praise and sing They have killed our king


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Piercing Eyes

The way that her eyes
Focus deep within
As if you're staring right into my soul
Knowing each and everything about me
Without having asked the questions

I want to freeze this moment in time
Just to keep it ours forever
We've achieved the ultimate endeavor
Now we are truly free

The way that you dance and you move
To the rhythm
The way that you close your eyes
When you're feeling the music
Oh, just to stand there and observe you being you
I get so completely lost in this moment

It must have been those piercing eyes

Everything that I do now
Is just an attempt to get the pure ecstasy
That I felt the first night we ever met 
The nervousness that I had that first night
Was almost unbearable

The way that you speak your mind
And you care what no one else thinks
You had a style all your own
Unlike anyone else that I've ever met
Could ever duplicate
We will work through the toughest of times together
No there's nothing
No nothing
That could ever stop us

Love will save our souls


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Live Free

When you look deep into my eyes
Tell me what do you see
Am I the man that you claim is your destiny

Illustrate a picture for me in your mind
Of where you see us in five, ten, or even twenty years

Are you still with me

At long last an unsurpassed feeling must outlast
Thoughts of you put the mind at ease
Allowing me to live free

Blue-green waters
Sea so fierce
Distant winds whispering nonchalantly
Amongst the serene breeze
Waves becoming increasingly rapid
Clashing, Creating colossal waves

Gazing at the infinite horizon
Amazed by its spectacular openness
So vast and seemingly unending 

This right here is paradise

The sublime feeling of the cool sand beneath your feet
Take a deep breath
It smells like absolute freedom
Watching the skies turn from blue to orange
Colors shifting ever so slowly


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Tell Me

Your blue eyes
They stand out amongst so many
Leading me down the path to your true self

Will you let me in

To search for the real you
Listen to the secrets that you dare not tell a soul

Would you let me in

Trying to figure you out
To really understand who you are
Learn all those little quirks and all
You know,
Those little things that everyone does
That we just keep to ourselves
Are you ready to expose
All these little untold covert experiences
 
Attempt to let me in

You have kept to yourself
For way too long
And now it's time
For you to unleash your feelings
And your thoughts
To someone that you know you can trust
What is said amongst two lovers
Should be universally known
Not to share with another
If they just wanted to tell anyone
Then there would not be
That connection
Or that satisfaction
When they finally tell you
Everything


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Liar of The Broken Beads

Desribe the word you use when you broke the trust You Lost control and broke all barriers No-one will take you back Redemption was meant for the willing No tears are shed I try so hard to help you But do you even want to get better? How does it feel when nobody will grieve for you You're the liar of the broken beads You had all you wanted but you're never satisfied No tears will be shed No-one will grieve You're the liar of the broken beads


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BALLERINA DANCER

SPINNING TO AND FRO 
WATCHING YOUR FACE AS YOU BEGIN TO BLOW 
ROUND AND ROUND TUMBLING TO AND FRO 
SPINNING AND SPURTING LIKE A SAILOR
CURSING AND RUNNING LIKE THIN AIR 
WATCHING AS PEOPLE WALK ROUND IN YOUR HEAD 
FALLING AND CURSING 
SEEMING TO NO END 
FOLLOWING YOUR MIND LIKE 
A SHALLOW TAP SOCKET 
EVER SO GENTLY YOU TWIRL 
AND SPIN 
ROUND AND ROUND 
CURSING AND SPURTING TO AND FRO 
BALLERINA DANCER WILL YOU EVER BLOW 
GASPING AND BREATHING TO YOUR DISMAY 
BALARINA DANCER WILL YOU EVER BLOW


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Salvaging a Future

He bobs his head as he offers a plate
Only the best that fell out of the crate
His morsels of trash still serve to entice
Grilled chicken and rice without all the price
Once that flesh has been shredded from the bone
He'll boil those bits down to steep for his own
There's nary an item he won't reuse
To save all that cash he'd otherwise lose

He's dumpster-diving Matt, the salvage man
Seeking to utilize all that he can
Whether gym shorts, veggies or raisin bran
He'll scoop your refuse to sustain his clan

While watching his neighbor blindly consume
Matt ponders why such waste should be our doom
Instead of striving to buy that campaign
Working seven jobs while running insane
Drop out of the race with grubby face grace
And slow down the pace by raiding their trace
He smiles as he melts down all of the cheese
Trusting his nose while plodding on with ease

Matt never longs for what he doesn't find
No matter how badly he gets maligned
You might believe his methods aren't refined
While tossing all of your treasures behind

Without concern for the date on the back
He sees only freshness within that pack
A liberal knife shall carve away rot
Before he tosses those stalks in the pot
Even those discards get put to good use
As compost for growing future produce
His consciousness rings out with clarity
Allowing him to grant pure charity

Rather than let the fruit spoil on the vine
Matt struggles to ascertain the divine
His splendid hunt rubs polish on his shine
As faith and substance embrace to combine


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Dalit Kay Nina

Kung sasariwain ko sa 'king isip
Ang nangagdaang mga kapanahunan,
Liban kay Jessang lubhang pinintakasi,
Ikaw'y naroon 'di ko maikukubli!

Sa koliheyo kata'y nagkakilala,
Katoto kita sa 'sang asignatura,
Sa unang tagpo'y 'di ko maikakaila
May paghanga ako sa iyong nadama.

Aywan ko rin ba Nina't 'di ko sadya
Na noon ni Kopidp ako'y napana.
Nasok sa kamunti- muntiang himaymay
Na aking laman katagian mong taglay.

Makailag- ulit sa silid-aralan,
Habang ating guro' nagbab'hagi alam,
Ako'y nag-aastang maysakit tiyan,
Labas- pasok silid ng ikaw'y matunghan!

Minsan, maaga pa sa silang ng araw
Kung ako'y dumatal sa silid- turuan.
Takot mahuli? Oo! Ngunit ang pakay
Liban sa takot, Nais kang masilaya.

"di naglao'y lumipas ang mga araw;
Ikaw'y ipinagdamot, wari ninakaw
Ng oras. Naubos buong limang buwan
Kay bilis, animo kidlat kang naparam.

Sa gayon ka tatamis na alaala,
Ay gayong dita rin sinikap kong bathin.
Dahil sa likod ng sibol nang paghanga,
"di ko nasabing, "Nawa ikaw ay akin!"

Ngayon, tila mga along nagbabalik
Ang mga araw ng tuwa kong nasapit.
"yong mga araw'ng ma kamandag sa huli
Ngayong kaklase kita sa Master's degree.

Ngunit ngayong tana'y multong nagbabalik,
May sinusumpa akong 'di mauulit!
Ang batid ko lang a siyang gaganapin
Ay liligawan kita. Walang pipigil!

Kung sakaling ngayon ikaw'y may pag- ibg, 
At ikaw Nina'y sadlak sa pagkatali,
Magka- ao ma'y 'di ako palulupig!
Laya mo ay hihintayin hanggang huli!


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The Firemen

The alarm goes off, you are called away

To save lives is instinct to you from day to day

It is sad to see such losses

But you as the fireman insists it is about the caring and its causes

So you don your equipment and man the hose

This is something you love, not something you chose

What a selfless act to give your life

As you leave for your shift, you say a possible final goodbye  to your children and 
your husband or wife

A tight knit group, the closeness as it should be

At the station you are his or her's extended family

From the brand new rookie to the experienced Chief

You feel the same hurt and loss, face the same grief

You are true brothers and sisters in arms, sharing the same pact

Don't worry you say to your fellow fireman in front of you, I got your back

Every one of you in my eyes are heroes as each shift ends

Such selflessness, infinite bravery, lives and breathes in all firemen