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Death of the Poet Destroyer

~The Untold Fatal Attraction Poem~

Mid-morning she sees the sun ahead
Her death flowed in a messaged bottle
Gazing into her brown eyes upon all open sores,
Her conscience dark and gray a never-ending war!
A giant cyclone of a thousand thoughts swirled around this little girl.
Inflicting away the pain, through the comfort of others pen
The way she twisted and twisted life’s perception was out of her control
Inside she knew the glass slipper was never hers to show off
 
She is baring nothing but a tainted pen, walking throughout eternity’s sand
A prosecutor of misdeeds, accomplishing what, without knowing the way
Departing from her fractured self, she begins to slip into a righteous form,
Twirling her twilight's pen like a baton, spinning it to one final stand
 
She awakens in a dream, where her sadness does not allow the light to reform
Her body is weak and pale against the birth of her undying sun
Staring down into the deepness of every-bodies abyss
Inside all souls is where she felt lighter, than the retarded sun gives
A crimson sky follows her just to reveal her diminished soul,
A life of shunning out the city glow will always dwell deep inside her
Sleeping under society as one, insulting the taste of innocent blood
Forgetting the vengeance, in a dimension where the pen is mightier than the sword
 
How did she let it come to this?
In one feeling she fell in love with the spirit of the living rhyme 
Watching from a cave, with a diabolical look
Refusing to grasp the self - nature and kill off the destroyer's will
A price beyond this enigmatic world, craving to be just like them
Condemning her meaning to a blasphemy of white butterflies
Destroying her poetic meaning that was destined to dance a tangle of endless rage
In love with the essence of her deceased will
She clings on to the dimness and brilliance at the same time
All corpses lost beyond the girl in question,
Sympathetic in a bizarre language, she mutters out sweetness
Her heart mended, recognizing all the adoration and poetic addiction
Exchanging the real terror, fixated by the life force of her poetic destruction
Giving birth to a new revelation
Now she will never deceive her love for the making of true art,
Not wanting to belong in this wretched world with her destroying criteria,
Her soul sails looking for a new era where love will no longer generate
As she loathes the love and decides not to destroy this generation with hate

At last, longing this one day with the angel of death
With a closing teardrop, one last thought
My death will not be the end; only the ascension~

by;pd


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THIS IS WHY I CAME

They came to the orphanage, I wasn't thinking too much;
Until they looked into my eyes, And I felt their touch.

An incredible connection, This kind of love I'd never seen;
Things were happening so fast, What does all this mean?

Adopted into the family, Thoughts of despair fled;
My Father's arm around me, I'll never forget what he said:

You have a hope and a future, You don't have to be afraid;
I've planned out everything, Preparing for this day.
Here's your new clothes, I'm giving you my name;
You belong to my family, Son, This is why I came!

One Sunday in church, I wasn't thinking too much;
Until I heard the preacher say, Everyone needs a crutch.

At first it didn't make sense, To think I was broken and lame;
My sins had separated me, I was a spiritual orphan in shame.

I bowed my head right then, Trusted Christ in my heart;
I wanted to belong to Jesus, And have a new start.

Adopted into the family, Thoughts of despair fled;
My Father's arm around me, I'll never forget what he said:

You have a hope and a future, You don't have to be afraid;
I've planned out everything, Preparing for this day.
Here's your new cloths, I'm giving you my name;
You belong to my family, Son; This is why I came!

60 years have now passed, I wasn't thinking too much;
Felt a strange pain in my chest, Grabbed hold of the hutch.

The ambulance came, They started working on me;
I was losing the fight, but I was so ready to be free.

Adopted into the family, Thoughts of despair fled;
My Father's arm around me, I'll never forget what he said:

You have a hope and a future, You don't have to be afraid;
I've planned out everything, Preparing for this day.
Here's your new cloths, I'm giving you my name;
You belong to my family, Son, This is why I came!

Sponsor:Kelly Deschler
Contest Name: Men Only 
Form: Ballad Poem
Date: 4-18-14


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Indian Girl

--Virginia Slim--

Different eyes, the same world 
Ancient skin, dirty Indian Girl 
Smokey, eyes, exotic raven hair 
---Now listen to  the colors, of transformation, 
On the day she was born, the wind blew in, 
A blessing ---her soul, fallen from the heavens
A  gorgeous puff of smoke, Miss Virginia Slim

Able to walk the world with an open mind, she twirls
Pocahontas, one of her many names. 
She carves, and climbs on trees, this little Indian Girl, 
Her feathers ride with the wind, against her red titian skin
Daughter of Chief Powhatan, a powerful tribal, red man 
Peace and love with the Indians of her Virginia Lands,

Many myths, many stories, maybe a mad woman, 
A new Christian, living sad poverty, a silent hero, 
Twisted tales, from savage green to ivory white religion
In her eyes, life never was about greed and skin
Her new look, attained an altitude precision
Pocahontas, tricked and captured, 
Set to sail another tribe, lands were taken over, 
Boat sailed out of Virginia Lands

Tribes acclaimed her to be wild and ambitious
"The naughty one," searching for admission
Native American child, before princess, 
Her beautiful soul, a short auspicious beginning
Leaving her world, beautiful and fearless
Forgetting her roots-- From Mother Willow's Vision 
Pocahontas, the Indian Legend from, The Virginia Lands

by;PD


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WHEN I LOVE THEE

I LOVE THEE I am no voluptuous beauty nor do I live a life of purity I can only say: I love wholeheartedly with all I am so truthfully I keep my heart open though it gets hurt so often I avoid to be irate as I know love changes the heart rate.. Guys tried to coo and woo, they say words as for "only you" Yet, hard to believe it is true as I see some untrue I give chances as my heart marks with tact entrances I learned from various instances looking man in romances In places where rules impede, two persons who wants to bid Not of money but of affection, in them must be determination I love thee not of what you have… Not even of who you are but to how you are to me… If I love you, don't tell me much what to do… As me, myself will show you, I am that real and true.. Yes, I am liked by many but tell you what: I don't like this honey nor am I proud of it in anyway One is enough to make me stay Stand with me through it all, I give my best not to fall My name your sweetest call echoing in every wall.. Hold me firm yet dear; allow me to move closely We'll make it anyhow, treading smoothly on flows... We are strong, aren't we? No one moving alone Together we'll face phases in tune, though there will dunes.. © OLIVE ELOISA D. GUILLERMO 3:25 pm, 07/13/2013 CONTEST: ANY POEM GOES #13 SPONSOR: POET DESTROYER 8TH PLACE (TO GOD BE THE GREATEST GLORY)


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Oak Tree

     the Oak  Tree

You were always someone special
In the midnight hours in my dream
I could really feel the tension
A tree, a limb, a friend
No matter how hard life came at me
There you stood perfectly
Letting me lean up against your stand
I will never forget the day you swayed the first hi 
I talked as if you were hearing
A tree, a piece of wood in my path
A punching bag
My Oak Tree you will always be

One day in my sorrowed life 
I stopped by just to reminisce 
Your beauty, I find so divine
Your leaves took me backwards
I fell in love with your soul all over again
With a beauty, I find so divine 
Hope you will always be there my friend
Indulging the felling you transcend 
A cold spot never found in you
Re-breathing your surround, no need to make a sound
The power you have when you make my heart mend
My Oak Tree you will always be my friend

In the lowest day of my life
I went on a secret walk to look for comfort
The beauty of you is no longer there
Walking around with an extra deep pain of hurt
Not sure how one could bare such a loss
Dropping myself to my Knees upon the dirt
An empty spot is the only thing there
My friend I thought you would always be there 
How can they take you away from this world?
A lonely field
No root, no seed
Loneliness no one to lean up against
You will no longer be there
How could they cut down, my friend?
My friend the Oak Tree.

Where are your seeds?

By;PD


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Lost Love

If only you could see the tears
In the world you left behind
You fill my days, my nights, my dreams
You’re all that’s on my mind
Your laugh I’ll never hear again
Your smile I’ll never see
Memories now are all I have
Since loneliness found me
Time was never on your side
Your short life had to end
Now I'm left in pain without
My love and my best friend
The sadness, the emptiness
The pain I have to face
Will never leave my life
For you’re a loss I can’t replace
Even though the rain will fall
And the sun will still shine on
My life will just exist
Because my whole world now is gone
You are an Angel high above now
Watching over me
But someday I know once again
Together we will be
For when my time on earth is done
You’ll come and take my hand
And guide us to eternal love
Together in God's land..


By Raina Hutchins


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Angels and Outlaws

Come and sit here by the fire
Watch the flickering firelight
Let me touch your lips with mine
Will you keep me warm tonight

I've been here reminiscing
Just feeling kind of sad
Wondering why angels love outlaws 
And all the times we had

We've been through Hell together
Feeling the pleasure and the pain
Stood side by side against the world
In the sunshine and the rain

Outlaws live their lives on the edge
Their castles built with sand
Why angels fall in love with them
It's hard to understand

So while we're sitting by this fire
And thinking of all the times you cried
This outlaw loves his angel
I want you forever by my side.


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The Ballad of Goodie-Two-Shoes

My mother went to heaven on the day that I was born
My father raised me up before my mother he would join
He said, “Son, to get to heaven you must live a good, clean life
So you can go to meet your mother and see me with my wife.”

So, I tried to be good and I followed the golden rule
I did what I should and I was obedient all through school
I shared what I could and I read my bible every day
I tried to avoid evil thoughts and never a hurtful thing I’d say

The kids picked on me and “goodie-two-shoes” became my name
But, because I had a mission my actions always were the same
The road to meet my mother was a path to be kept clear
So bullies had their way with me – no retaliation need they fear

After my father passed away I met a beautiful young girl
She was everything to me; she was the rock in my empty world
We got married in the Summer; she was carrying my child in the Spring
I was looking forward to being a father to this miracle she would bring

I was working at a charity when they broke into my house
My wife tried to hide from them, being quiet as a mouse
They said, “Oh look, its goodie-two-shoes’ home, lets burn it to the ground”
When she yelled at them to stop this act, my wife was finally found

I won’t say what they did to her – the details I will spare
When she said, “My husband will soon be back”, they said, “What do we care”
“Goodie-two-shoes shares everything, of course he’d share his wife
Besides, that man’s a coward; we can do just what we like.”

When I came home and saw her, my mother spoke into my ear,
“Don’t worry about heaven, son, I’ve always been right here.”
I took my wife to the hospital, where they said she’d be okay
Then I went to find those bastards and wipe my life of good away

When they saw me approaching they laughed right into my face
With the first swing of the baseball bat I fell from heavens’ grace
Two men were unconscious before the third knew what to do
The bullet that he shot at me, my shoulder it passed right through

Justifiable homicide – on probation for ten years
My wife and son at my side, there is happiness in my tears
My mother and father visit me every night in my bedtime dreams
I didn’t need to take that path to heaven – or so, at least, it seems


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Heart Broken Eternally

A sorrow sets in deep in the soul,
 To love and not be loved back,
 Is aa shattering agony deep within the soul spreading, 
 A poison that clenches at the soul,
 Forming a pact to never love again.
 But to let bitter hate control every day of your life.


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To My "Layla"

Where is that woman
I so loved so long ago?
And for reasons unfathomed
I love as much still

Beauty beyond compare
to me
Simple in thought
But complex in love

Years of remorse
have run their course
They have worn me down
I admit, I deserve no more
For as i guess oft happens
A fool will hurt himself

Where is she now? I wonder
Does she sleep alone like me?
Or next to someone
She wishes is elsewhere

Or, if blessed with luck-
Entwined in the arms
Of one she so loves

Oh, if it could be me
Foolish me...
Unable to endure
A love so intense
I felt I was losing
my identity
I found this powerful
love, this passion,
almost an obsession
Too scary to deal with

So I walked-
and 35 years later
so much
would love to
retrace my steps...
leading to her...

At least to know
how her life has unfolded
Not to rekindle
Love's embers
I'm not the same
as I was then

Worn down by years
Of abuse and pain
Yet every day
I think of her again

The apple of my eye
Layla incarnate

Once bodies entwined
Sweetest hours of my life

I'm a fool
So much a fool
Regret is my daily meal
Fools deserve no more 

For many years gone by,
And many years to come
I will regret...
The acts of this fool."






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EXPRESSIONS OF AFFECTION

Wrapping your loving arms around
somebody whom you love with passion....
is an expression of affection,
and no one expects a reward!

Only God gives love freely...
to demonstrate how intense is kindness;
and we ought to give it kindly,
not shying away from mindfulness! 

Giving more than you have to someone
who needs comforting words...
is surely an expression of affection,
and deeper understanding without recompense!

Our struggles may cause us to worry,
leaving behind unpleasant reminders...
that we never learn from errors
and continue to act improperly?

Smiling widely and honestly
is the truest expression of affection,
welcomed as the most genuine intention;
why can't we all love sincerely?

This life is none than a short jeourney,
fulfilling what's called destiny;
lives are glorified by their deeds,
but also destroyed by  insidious influences!           

Coming to the rescue of your closest friends,
who seem troubled by hardships or pain,
helps them find hope when they only had tears;
stand by them with that expression of affection!


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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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INSIDE YOUR EYES

You stumble over words
feeling insecure
So much you want to say
but still unsure
You worry what I think
tears trickle down your cheek
want to unzip your heart
but silent.. cannot speak

Look into my eyes
and fear will fly away
I'll see inside your eyes
all you want to say
My finger on your lips
don't say a word
Here in my embrace
every thought is heard

Girl, I love you so
ya make me wanna shout
But we can take it slow
ya never need to doubt
Yeah, I am into you
climb mountains, sail seas
Until our kingdom comes
and you're united with me

Look into my eyes
and fear will fly away
I'll see inside your eyes
all you want to say
My finger on your lips
don't say a word
Here in my embrace
every thought is heard

Look into my eyes
and fear will fly away
I'll see inside your eyes
all you want to say
My finger on your lips
don't say a word
Here in my embrace
every thought is heard

Date: 8-6-14



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Another Cruel Link in their Chain

         Another Cruel Link in their Chain 

	1.   Beginnings 

Her babe was her joy, such a beautiful boy ,
	and he suckled her breast till the end...
The Massa sought cash, bestowed mammy a lash,
	sold her babe to a gentrified friend
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

With mammy not there, Sammy dared not to dare
	but to bide near the edge of the night
But nevertheless one must always outguess
	or absorb burning stings of the bite
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

Though learning the rules in the shadows of fools
	as he grew to a leery lean lad
He often defied but he never once cried
	although whipped at the post whene’er bad
It flits like a flash,  a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain


	2.   Youth

The cotton gin broke and nobody spoke,
	so the Massa said “BENNY’S TO BLAME”
But Sammy said ‘No...  Massa, jus caint be so,
	no ’tain’t Benny, ’tain’t Benny’s sore name’
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

“LOOK, SEE IN HIS EYES HOW THAT  N*G***  BOY LIES” –
	- replied Sam ‘no I’s tellin da truth’
But daring to speak earned him scars for his cheek
	and so blemished the bloom of his youth
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

“THE COTTON GIN’S BROKE, AND THAT JUST AIN’T NO JOKE”
	and he called upon Benny to pay
“WELL, BEN’LL NOW SWIM FROM THE END OF A LIMB”
	just as Sam feared the Massa would say
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

Dark faces soon blanched; Benny bended a branch
	near the base of a broken oak tree 
His body hung bare as it swung in the air
	and the buzzards and crows shrieked with glee
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain


	3.   Flight

Sam’s feet were unclad, as befitting a lad
	as alone as a stone in his path
So oft on the run neath the sly sliding sun
	being followed and feeling god’s wrath
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

Surrounded and caught brought his efforts to naught,
	child in chains at the end of his trek
Winds wept as he went, with his spirit unbent,
	a cold collar of steel ’round his neck
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain


	4.   Life

Sam grew to a man, branded ‘boy’ by the klan,
	as they spat on the trail that he tread
If he raises his gaze or he wanders or strays
	the pack promise to sever his head
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

Once Sam found a wife who they ripped from his life,
	yes along with the babe at her breast
(Was it simply their greed or by heaven decreed? ...)
	well, with hindsight you might guess the rest
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain



	5.   Endings

From phantoms of fright neath the frail foggy night
	Sammy soared as he fled to escape
He no longer crawled (heeding freedom that called)
	through the darkness, a black hole agape
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

Unleashed! Frenzied dogs hounding Sam through the bogs,
	(baying beasts neath the bloody red moon)
White fangs intermeshed as they mangled his flesh,
	freedom flayed through the pale afternoon
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain

Sam’s body was torn leaving little to mourn
	but there’s really no need to despair
And there’s no need to cry for his spirit can’t die,
	being borne by bound men everywhere
It flits like a flash, a lithe leathery lash,
	yet another cruel link in their chain




EPITAPH SAM Revolted and clashed ’gainst the cruel leather lash and broke free from the choke of the chain
EPILOGUE Those parts of the past that we gaze at aghast reveal harrowing questions quite plain - Why people so free, just like you, just like me, were so happy inflicting such pain? Why we bask in the throes of humanity’s woes while we wait while the tyrannies reign? And I’m wondering too (’cause I don’t have a clue) ... might we each be a link in their chain?


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Little Blue Bird of Rain

Little Blue Bird of rain.

Rain, rain go away. 
Little Blue Bird of Rain, needs to shine again
In her version the sun dried, up all her tears
Leaving the rain inside the bird.
Destructive past sadden cheers.
Waking up to empty words
When abandoned by her peers.
Just not knowing what had just occurred.

Drowning herself in a life of Jane Doe.
Never know who she really is
When all she loves hanging her lowest moment
The rain brought out Mary-Jane.
As the bird lost its glow.
The rain tricked her once to use Cocaine.
As her feathers met that one Joe.
He broke her wing and brought more Rain.

Very young, very sweet.
Living her life in the fast lane.
Hard for her to stand on her feet.
Balanced her life on one leg, like the crane.
Curtains hang over her wings.
While she let no one near her domain.

While she flies through the heavy rain.
She finds her comfort with a pen.
Using the lords name in vain.
Cursing all her backstabbing friends
With no one around to explain?
All the sorrow left her on a railroad track.
Ending up like the runaway train.
Only she can get her life back.

If for myself I ever felt pain?
I felt more pain at what she wrote about. 
In my face on my left side 
Your poetry comes to life in my head. 
Visions of her wanting to be dead.
Oh! How I wish this life she did not dread.

You hide the tears you shed so well.
A life with balls you cut the chains.
You dam! Your parents to go to hell.
Little Blue Bird of Rain, don't let them fools drive you insane.

Little Blue Bird of Rain.
If a sparrow could show you,
There is more to life than pain.
Under the umbrella the sparrow would cover you.
No one wants to see her colors drain.
What a world to master her feathers into art.
The gift of words runs through her vein

The paintings on her wall.
A dream of a bad seed of grain.
One day our Little Blue Bird will stand tall.
To free herself from all the Rain.


  To: Rain aka- Joy Loveless
Our sweet 16 year old
      P.D.     1-1-10


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The Dragon and the Rose

Outside of civil man’s well tended garden,
A field of briars willfully encroached,
Threatening the peaceful flowers without pardon.
Oh these gardeners fought hard as the briars approached.

“You don’t belong here, you’re not good enough!”
“You are snarled with iniquity and with thorns.”
“You live a life so very harsh and rough…”
“What good can you bring?” they said with deep seated scorn.

And the briar replied that hot summer day,
“Deep within these unforgiving boughs
Lives a flower who doesn’t have much to say
Except a story concerning what you espouse.”

“You see there lives a dragon scorned just over the way,
Who tossed opportunity and harbingers to the wind,
Because life is glorious and he loves to play…
Carefree and cavalier is how his days were spent.”

“He playfully trampled gardens carefully tended,
By pious gardeners without wings who would never fly,
Until he happened upon a flower wonderfully scented,
Crimson in color, the flower reflected beauty in his eye,”

“Eagerly he reached forward to make it his own,
But this glorious flower was protected by thorns,
And gave the dragon a prick to change his tone,
And it was in that prick that true love was born.”

“Now the dragon is older and has spent his days,
Watching over this rose, the love of his life,
Learning about beauty and awe inspiring ways.
His world now protected by thorn and briar.”

“He has discovered great beauty and learned much,
And no longer does the dragon destroy with fire.”
“But should you gardeners even dare to touch
A single branch or bough in this tangled briar…”

“You will face both the Dragon and the Rose,
Who with great love now protect each other,
From pious gardeners who would have them go,
Because neither can be kept on a tether.”

“So snip your lilies and pluck your weeds,
Make your lives as perfect as they can be,
For in this harsh briar we continue to watch love grow,
That of a magnificent Dragon and the beautiful Rose.”


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A Poem About Nothing but Love

A Poem About Nothing but Love By: Tyner Twine "I edited a few parts from my original poem. As tribute to my first love's requiem. Nevertheless, this simple soul song is the same, Written all for love and not for fame. A poem of love I wrote on hot summer day, remembering the love that has, for so long, faded away." Would someone care to explain Why people write poems in a way That adorns with jewels something so plain That expresses emotions beyond the insane I lift my quill and dwelt on the thought, And realized the reflections I made and forgot... There I lift my pen THEN PAUSED and reflected: How should I begin to write, About lads and gals with love at first sight? Though I have tried as hard as I might, To close my eyes from love's delight, He won me over without a fight, Now all I see is love's pure light. I wondered... Now I shall write: Have I become some kind of fool Who let Love ruin my poems and rules? Who let Nostalgia come and play With distant Beloved's memories on a working day? Have I been foolish every night, To think his arms are holding me tight, To wish that he'll come home to stay, That he'll make love to me every night and day I think these thoughts and was appalled, How | felt too warm and oh, so galled In thinking that these thoughts might stay, and be my ruin at the end of the day. Love, oh love, is a cruel thing for fools if I might say, Though it is delightful it has a price to pay. Fool, fool, fool! With love as her tool... I am. Beguiled and ruined. Oh ~ why can't they just write about trees? Or how honey flows and comes from bees? Why can't they just write about the Sky? See the clouds and the mist and the birds that fly? Why can't they just write about life? How calves are born and how they die? How flowers bloom with the light of the moon, How the sun rose up and set too soon? Oh, a foolish poet's heart of clay, Be molded with the warmth of fate's faint sway! For life changed drastically above, As the fool that I am Writes a poem about nothing but love.


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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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Estimate The Cost

You look back and dream of days long gone
You can feel the tears as they're coming on
Just realizing how much you lost
It's no way to estimate the cost

Once you walked with purpose and your will was strong
Wouldn't back down now somehow it all seems wrong
Never found out how the dice were tossed
Just count the chips and estimate the cost

Oh the price was more than you thought it would be
You just turned your back so you wouldn't see
There were limits set but those lines you crossed
Never took the time to estimate the cost

Now time is closing down that open road
Memories become such a heavy load
Autumn years will bring an early frost
Too late to sit and estimate the cost

Now you're just a few steps ahead of the hell you made
It wasn't supposed to be how the game was played
Total disregard, oh how the rules were tossed
Now the time has come to estimate the cost.


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Wandering

I wandered the vastness of the universe
Just to met you here
I considered many life times to glimpse
Your adorable essence
I explored the magical land of Atlantis
Even the technological Lemuria
I lived a couple of thousand of years in Sumeria
And learned to spoke magical words
I lived with the hundreds of lambs in Syria
To learn how to live with them in the barren land
I was in Mongolia to learn how to cook food
And created my own menu
I was with the Emperor and Empress of Japan
To be one of their counsels
I was once a daughter of a peasant in Italy
Learned to live with a single meal a day
I learned to fly an airplane in France
And leave my profession for marriage
I craved to wrote songs in Canada
But still longed for someone I knew
I was with you in the battle ground of ancient Egypt
I learned how to kill and to be killed then
I tried to discover more about myself
Lived inside a cave of mountainous Indonesia
I entered the great temple of India
To learn how to be the master of my surroundings
But died when a mysterious epidemic spread
I created more thoughts and realized inside a cell in Chile
And killed myself for an escape to my wrong ordeals
I existed again to work on my rippled karma
I visited the temples of Tibet to find peace
I discovered how to heal myself
And every person I tormented
I roamed around the great City of Brazil
But to no avail I never saw someone like you
I remembered why I am here then
I still chased you in further ground of Incas
But nothing happened
You still left me for another person
I continued to soar within this land
And was killed while counting miles across the sea of England
I explored the lessons of to be abandoned
As I always waited for this love
I was catapulted again in the battle fields of the Philippines
Where I was killed in an ambush with my three best friends
Yet my desire never materialized
I returned here being wary you was out of life again
I decided to get back to the golden planet
But escaped before the capsule like craft flown
While have had a thought in mind
That I am expected you to came
And now finally we bumped each other again
This will be the last life I shall chose to see you
Since I planned long before this moment
I will be home where I am from
And be one with my sparks.


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The Day Her Garden Died

The day her garden died
Her husband was out of town.
She was all alone that night,
She had an unwelcome guest, 
He ravished her over and over til her inside was sore
She wanted to die that night, she was so ashamed,
and she never told a soul. 

The day her garden died
was the day she got the news
That the baby she carried inside of her 
Would never be born
For she had a fatal virus
The baby was now dead.

The day her garden died
Was the day her husband left her
He said she, should stay away from him
Her life was just too dim
That night she cried in agony
Her anguished gnawed within her 
And she couldn't stand the pain

The day her garden died
was the final straw, she was driven to madness
she lost everything, 
Now she's been put into confinement
for fear that she might kill herself
She wanted to take her own life
to end her misery...


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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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Silent House

The house stands mute, broken by years...
Windows stare through jagged glass.
Empty as the eyes of death.
Silent void...echoing joy..patient tears,
reach out in memory each time I pass
the gaping door which has no breath.
 
A rusted lamp-post leans toward Earth...
listening for approaching sound,
to light the darkness once more.
Quiet hush...resounding mirth,
touch my step upon the ground,
and beckon me in, to the shattered house.
 
Crushed boards once held dancing feet...
laughter clings to crumbled stones,
and tears strain the silent rooms.
Scattered remnants of life replete,
lie still as whitened desert bones,
and words spoken...here entombed.
 
I gaze upon torn and tattered walls...
Time pauses, and whispers soft to me
of life blossomed rich in moments gone.
Of a woman whose memory recalls
the beauty of love...and eternity...
mirrored in a rose upon the lawn.
 
House so sad, your youth abounds,
neath fallen grace, and buried sounds.
I hear your song in distant night,
and stand before your silent sight.
 


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Silently I Cry For You

I wander through this land 
Of broken promises and dreams
Clouded by the death of you
Wondering what life means

My colourless existence 
In a world of black and grey
Reflects the person I’ve become
And who I am today

Without you in my life 
I seem to have no life at all
No one here to guide me
Or to catch me when I fall

I almost hear you breathing
I almost feel you near
I almost feel your touch
Sometimes it’s almost like you’re here

This jigsaw puzzle of my life
Has pieces I can't find
For half of me went with you
Leaving half of me behind

I feel so cold and lonely
So battered and so bruised
I feel so insecure right now
Tortured and confused

My life is like an open book
Written but unread
Thoughts I never told you
Words I never said

The voice of hidden truth, I know
Will never now be spoken
Though time may heal my scars
I know my hearts forever broken

Silently I cry for you
Silently I pray
For silence is the loudest spoken word
I never say

I can’t escape the darkness 
I’ve come to know so well
While you are free in heaven
I still reside in hell

And here I will remain 
Until the day my life is through
Until the day God takes my hand
And leads me back to you..



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the words i neverhear

The Words I never Hear 
I hear the sound of the rain beating 
On my window pain.. 
I hear the birds talking up 
A storm…. 
I hear others telling one another 
What I never hear…. 
I never hear I care about you.. 
I never hear you’re beautiful… 
I never hear you are special…. 
I never hear don’t worry 
I will stand by you….. 
I never hear the most important words 
That assures anyone 
That they matter 
I NEVRE HEAR 
I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUU 
AT ALL……  
I never get Hugged and here 
It will be ok                                                   
                                                                                         Kandee 2011

                    


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Boy and Girl

I feel my mind go wondering back
And let the years unfold
To when I first met you
When we were only twelve years old

So innocent and young we were
Just holding hands together
When we shared our first kiss
I thought you’d stay with me forever

But then as we grew up
I left behind my school girl days
It broke my heart to turn our backs
And go our separate ways

And as the years passed by
I tried to put you from my mind
For I had family ties now
Leaving memories far behind

But you and I had something
That forever would be there
A love that grew from innocence
That no one else could share

And though I tried forgetting
In my heart you did remain
For deep inside I knew one day 
Our paths would cross again

We couldn’t hide our feelings
Though we both knew it was wrong
For we were man and woman now
The boy and girl had gone

But deep inside we’d always known
That 'we' could never be
While you were tied to someone else
I had my family

So once again you walk away
But never will you know
The sadness and the pain inside
The tears I'll never show

The heartache that will stay with me
Until the day I die
For you will always be the love I lost
Who said goodbye...


By Raina Hutchins 
(written for my friend)


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Although Fertile Were the Fields

Although fertile were the fields, I plowed
That self-same earth lies barren now;
 Barren evermore.
 Still I shall not fear the wrath of God or Anyman
 For my seeds were sown in the wild and unsullied season
 Albeit the earth which absorbed the substance of my labors
  Yields neither fruit nor flower.

   Still what remains behind us after we have passed u nto nothing
  Is it the perception of ourselves by others
   Or the small and humble things that are the substance of my struggle?
   
    Although tertile were the fields I plowed
    That self-same earth lies batrren now;
     Barren evermore.
     Still I shall not fear the wrath of God or Anyman
     For my seedswere sown in the wild and unsullied season
     Albeit the earth which absorbed the substance of my loabors
      Yields neither fruit nor flower.


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Carpe Diem

Uncle John Waterhouse once wrote: 
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
That means carpe diem
But if you’re not so daring, seize the day

You can seize the day by
Sucking the marrow out of life
Because one day, we will all keel over, die
And then become nothing more

Than food for worms
We all do what we can
To enjoy the life we have
But if you do not understand

There is a phrase I want you to remember:
It is something that you should know
This is how it goes:
Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero

But again, if you’re not feeling so daring:
Seize the day, trusting as little as possible in the future


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Across the Way - The Sequel

Another day and the dishes have piled up yet again
So back I end up in front of the window 
I do not glance up, but concentrate
On the dull, dirtied objects before me
I do not hear the voices from yesterday
I still wallow in the grime of gray
I smile in malcontent
As I lather the dishes with soap
Against my will, I look up 
To see a lone, fat man opening a refrigerator
He is shirtless, bulgy, and he looks pregnant
My first supposition is to laugh
But I only look back down at the dishes
Not wanting to stare at the fat man
Not wanting to think he looks pregnant
For sure not wanting him to be my neighbor
Across the way

Against my will again, I look up
The fat, pregnant man is gone
I see ornaments on the refrigerator
Some pictures, some magnets
Family; not so different from my life
But yet, there is a transparent fancy of mystery
A flashy rage of difference in the silence
Oh, so quiet
The blazing sun sprays its light upon the hour
Not only are my hands wet from the soapy water
The deafening tone of quietude
Revels in me a mixture of loneliness and physical heat
A burning desire for something not seen
A desire for utter disgust of my newly found neighbors
But I find myself not disgusted at all
Until I look up again and see a fully naked man at the window
Across the way


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Her

Stuck in a world, she can't find her place
Feeling like noone cares, 
looking for away out of this evil crule place she calls home
her mother pretends like nothing is happening 
she pretty much raises her 7 year old brother and her 9 and 10 year old sisters
she thinks that she isn't brave anymore
that all happyness is gone
she tries, so hard, she ends up with a fork in the road
noone sees it coming
she can't leave her brother and her sisters behind, 
they are the only things keeping her alive, 
her father is crule, sick, twisted, so many ways to discribe him 
she's afraid that if she tells, she'll be taken away from her siblings 
she's tries to hide behind her walls, she paints up her walls
she tries and tries and yet...
She's still stuck in a world where she can't find her place


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She Cried

       She cried, She died inside over and over again, She was trapped in herself 
and she had no way of escaping. Taking drugs to dull the mud that's been in her 
eyes 
for years. She's so far away from reality that it's like she is constantly 
sleeping. 
She has to remind herself what's fictional and what's fact because the 
hallucinations wouldn’t  let her breath, they’d lie to her every chance she gets. 
Turning her mom into a monster not butterflies suddenly this high becomes a 
nightmare. One she had been fighting for so long, 16 and still traveling the same 
rode as so many younger than her. She didn't listen to all the voices that tried to 
tell her what she was missing because truly reality is the thing that makes life 
worth living. To her reality was the guy who had raped her constantly when she was 
young, Why choose reality when you could live in a dream world where everything had 
excuses. Not only could she not recognize the girl who cried constantly in the 
mirror but she'd done so many things to herself that even her eyes were a different 
color. 
It hurt so bad not to remember so she continued to fade until soon it seemed 
better. 
In an idiotical world where there were always smiles, It wasn't until she got help 
that she realized the real world was never always pleasant. It was filled with hate 
and lies and pain but that's something real and something she needed to face. 
Something she needed to open her eyes to, life would never be cake and she couldn't 
have her victory without tasting poison at least once. So when the tears dried and 
the wounds healed she signed up for a special thing a thing called GED and she got 
it.


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The girl

See the girl living on the streets? does anyone know she is there,
Do you see that girl down in the dumps? and does anyone care.
We don't know the reason that she left her home and do any of us want to know?
She's out in all weathers without any covers in rain, hail and snow.
Does anyone wonder if she's ever lonely when we're all tucked up in our beds,
when she's wet and cold,  and we're warm and cosy does it ever enter our heads.
She might have been beaten when her home she left, she's sad and she's lonely and often bereft. 


Does anyone see me alone on the streets? trying to smile at all that I meet,
asking for pennies for a warm cup of tea, we're not all on drugs, at least not me.
I'm trying to avoid going down that road I try to remember the things I've been told.
Stories of people lying in the gutter, and people passing by all of a mutter.
Do they care, what they see there? I suppose they think it's everywhere !
But I would like to say to all of you . I don't take drugs, I'm one of the few.
So to all of you sat home by your fires, spare a thought for me,
when you pass me by tomorrow, I'd love a cup of tea.


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Across the Way

Seven half-naked men gather around the table
For a meal that is to me only foreign
They speak in tones of joy
Tones nearly obscure to my ears
But oh, so near
My eyes avert from my glance
Picking up a dish from the sink 
I scrub the grime away
The laughter grows in a masculine crescendo   
And the tone is nourished into vibrancy
My curiosity is but a dull pan
Awaiting a wash and rinse
Stuck into the sticky filth of envy
I envy the joyous expression
Yet I welcome insipid depression
Happiness and content so far from me
But merely. . .across the way

No embarrassment of their exteriors
By far their lives feel superior
The language they speak is nothing to me
But tones and emotion I can never reach
Oh, how far you are
The motivation; the nourished vibrancy
From me you are clean
As the guck collects within
Somehow I cannot hide from the light of their words
The distant, alien joy
My sense of inner unity is so coy
Compared to these gathered strangers—my neighbors
The brotherhood—that I can only discreetly witness
I can only pick myself up
Like this lonely, dirty cup
And glance at the seven half-naked men 
Across the way


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Goodbye

I will take your bitterness and I will rise above From you, I do not feel the love I cannot fight you but, that does not mean I cannot win I simply will not allow you to break me down, again You want me to fall Now I am taking a stand For your words and your weakness Go hand in hand I will no longer live my life for you or anyone else It is time that I start living for myself It is your turn to listen to what I have to say I will no longer let you stand in my way You are a part of my life I must let go You are someone I wish I did not know I must follow the path ahead of me Courage and strength will see me through For, I am finally done with you So take these words as my final cry For this is the day that I say goodbye


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In Your Beautiful Eyes

As I look into your beautiful eyes,I see the world as i hope to see it

and that is as beautiful as your wonderful eyes are

with the holiness and glory of the Lord flowing around

with the Lord watching down on us

going through life together forever praising 

Him in your beautiful eyes!


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For them

For them.

To her the word love refers to a boy.
Something she yearns for and misses dearly.

The day they met was cold and fraught with January chill.

“Oh, that does seem so long ago.”

That is the untarnished memory she replays over and over again when events in her life go array.
Back then it was tangible and real, their lives together had not been succumb to so much misery and woe.

They have triumphed, failed, and even caused each other more pain than can be imagined; But through it all they always walked the path together, holding each others hand.

She loves him unconditionally and for that some people cant understand but love needs no excuses, certainly not for them.

She adores him for working so hard, slaving to the man trying to base a future and a plan for them, but she feels guilty that  their small American dream over the years has always led down a dead end.
With today’s hard times she knows they are not to blame, but still her idol hands carry burden with them.

A plot of land, a small farm, and a home to call their own so they may grow old.
that’s all the pair desire.

He loves her to, a thought that at times is unfathomable.
He admires her dreams, even if they are bigger than the world and never distills fear in her that they wont one day come true. She thinks ill rationally and believes in things as a child would, but this merely makes him smile at her spontaneous outlook.

To him she is like a wild bee, searching ferociously for something.
At times he doesn’t think she will ever find it, that’s why its so hard to see her cry.

Life hasn’t been fair for them.
It’s a tragic book that just keeps reading on.

But they muscle through living on their dream and knowing that as long as they have each other, everything will be alright.

And as they drive home to their house with no walls, catching glimpses of each other in their ratty car they don’t feel so alone.

Behind those blue eyes, she will be forever nineteen to him and to her, as she gazes into his brown large pupils; the boy she knows has grown into a man and at that moment they know, one day all the sacrifices they have made will pay off.


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Waste of time

Waste, time If life is not a total waste of time, perhaps we had a different other line, back and forth a hundred thousand years, with blood n death impaled by spears, sometimes, duty caused the crime, if it's not a total waste of time? resurrection, sometimes, have some faith I’ll bung it in:( oftimes, borne again upon the wind, another chance to help a friend, or waste your life, in worthless sin, but, on you I can depend! Sometimes? Is grey a seeming state of mind, overcast has gray behind, but then the sun comes out... unwind...friend, And suck some life back in! sometimes. Don Johnson 29-aug-11


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purpose

suffering by the sentence made, the pain wave breaks the surface, the whips cut and the slicing blade, the masters bloody purpose.... to be owned by the master, and treated like a curse, resentment burns hereafter, karma is ten times worse, time repays the master, the next life reimbursed, not blest with this life with laughter, so miserable so cursed "Indentured Servant" thanks Antony Nutter great poetry mate.....Don Johnson


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Reality

The things you want...
seem so distant and impossible.

As if taunted by the earth...
dreams come hard and few.

Oh, I wish I knew who is true...
is it Me or is it You ???

Friends one day ,then gone away...
these selfish games they play.

Twisting our hopes and emotions as a whip...
to be pulled in and sunk like a ship.

My hope is not for this worlds leaven...
but a calm pearly heaven !

Where justice is supreme...
and we shall find our dreams.


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What are your Words of Poetry meant for Oh Sage

I.
The wrothful man has regotiated his saliency,
The humble man has neglected his post of "Your Excellency",
Let the pirate look through my one eye of transpareency,
Hope my superman sings along to those dracula's frequencies,
These are not Bulls written in pure fantasy,
Our fleur-de-lis and its very ecstacy,
Not meant for agilely minded Perverts,
Spliffs meant for Godly minds,exhalling Wisdom and Truth.. Selah

II.
Reading to the salient ears of age,
Your teeth gleaning this vast ears of corn,
Seeing men's rage shorten their years,
Or what your ladies who smiled at my no-beard-style have become,
Easy skanking is what my ears hear,
A tip of God given talents,
Many a quail showering my Sweet Heart with "Works so excellent",
God breathes his creative spirit to minds We call "Salient", Selah


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life in america

 HAD HER REALLY FEELING LIKE THAT SHE COULDN'T GO TO SCHOOL   
in            her heart i n her body she froze  mevmerize by the  time that she had to 
into her body man that dude


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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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When I Stopped That Day To Pick Death's Rose

I heard a little rumor from
a stranger on the road today;
he wore a heavy veil of dusk
to keep the winter's song at bay.

His face was well concealed; although,
his shriveled hands had drawn my sight;
it seemed like they were withering
and, like the moon, a pallid white.

"A little further down this road,
there lies a curse'd patch of grass
obscured by trees to hide its shame;
for that, I know I am to blame.

The flow of time had left that place,
yet still the living wandered in,
until they saw that wicked plant
whose very growth was deemed a sin."

The frigid notes were ominous,
like most of what the old man said,
and quickly did his coal-coat flee
to leave but silence in his stead.

A trav'ler's prank is what I thought,
but further down the road I saw
an isolated trust of trees
with polished trunks and lively leaves.

Surveying past the tow'ring brown,
I stood in awe at Gaia's gate;
if anything, I had to know
how nature could intimidate.

The grass was like an emerald floor,
a regal rug for royalty,
and aromatic jewels stood proud
amongst the scattered shrubbery.

But then, I sensed a mournful soul
and heard a fright'ning tearful call;
at center grew a single rose,
left weeping within wooden walls.

Its petals were like chimney soot,
but had the most enchanting smell;
its stem and leaves were silver clad,
a gorgeous blossom spawned from hell.

Despite the omens I had heard,
there was a certain beauty here.
If such a flower bred disgust,
I'd shelter it, neglecting fear.

There was no trace of bitter cold,
upon return from curse'd land.
I left that world with fragrant sin
clutched tightly in my mortal hand.



My heart gave forth compassion,
when I stopped that day to pick death's rose.


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Martyr for the Unorthodox word

If I had over 10,000 dreams You'd be the only thing my mind could see Judgment couldn't be real Succumbing to the fear of this cold life Find a way to break through The self-destruction of wordly delusions Don't tell me I've lived so long in a lovely illusion Break me down until we find a Nirvanic state Then bring me a savior from transgressions An atoning sacrifice Send down to me a messenger for me to submit to Bring me the truth to break through The delusion Bring me the messenger to explain it all And let me leave behind Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Without a will to fight But I have the Means to be free I'll try to go with the word I believe But so many stones to be thrown Stakes to burn, limbs to break Faces to hate, scorns to taste Will I have the will to die Despite all of the tears no one will cry Sorrow's caressing the earth The caliphate stole my heart Broke my will Safetefied my soul Martyr for the Unorthodox word


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WORLD OF WHITE AND BLUE

Sea of blue, 
crags of white, 
bitter wind, 
majestic sight 

For this is world of white 
and blue 
white mountains of ice, 
blue sea salty and true 

midnight sun on icy wastes, 
cool reflected light, 
pristine wilderness, 
not to everyone's taste 

Stark white cold, 
wind eroded columns of ice 
roar of wind 
roar of sky 

Icebergs scattered in the blue 
raw wind strips me bare, 
the environment does not care.... 
about you. 

Sea,sky and ice, 
nature's freezing cocktail, 
untameable wilderness, 
man cannot sacrifice. 

Pure elements, 
to touch the senses 

Inhospitable sea,sky and ice, 
its very extremes, 
to prevent men of this world 
carrying out their dreams 

Pure cold energy roaring, 
with bitter intent, 
gulls soaring, 
men......spent 

Nature's cold refuge, 
from man and his dreams. 
White armour protects,temperature deflects, 
man's subterfuge 

white mountain, 
white water, 
white wind 

Blue sea, 
blue sky, 
blue wind 
world of white and blue 


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I am

I am a child learning many new things,
I am into dimmonds and beautiful things,
I am loved,
I am cared for 
I am an adult,
I am recoving from abuse,and physical assult,
I am trusting,
I am gental,
I am mending in my heart,
I am helped by freinds,
I am making a new start.....
Thats just begining.....


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Cement Seedling

I don't need very much to stay alive,
a little urban rain from time to time.
It's not luxurious, here in the ground,
but I'm content with it, this life of mine.

There's not a lot for me to view from here;
the iron forest always sees to that.
It must be nice to venture past those trees;
but trapped am I, within this concrete crack.

At times, my mistress seems unfair; although,
I'm quite accustomed to this static fate;
her morning eye and moistful firmament
ensure my needs are met, despite my state.

I'm well aware her sight does take a while
to reach my herbal arms from where I stand,
but being patient is a noble trait,
and one that's helped me flourish in this land.

Oh there's no need to worry over me;
I'm quite resilient for a city weed.
I know I can't get up and rule my life;
but as I said, there's not much that I need.

But what of you, my busy human friend?
How goes the life your maker granted you?
Forgive my prying, but I'm most concerned
with all the stress that you've been going through.

You have the freedom to decide your home,
the priv'lege to decide what you will eat,
the sov'reignty to change your day's routine,
and you were gifted with nomadic feet.

I cannot say decisions aggravate,
for they are favors I have never had.
But how can one despise such dowery?
I can't imagine how that'd be so bad. 

So listen to this humble seedling's word:
before you think your life is but a curse,
take out the time to reassess your gifts;
your life could surely be a great deal worse.


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crash and burn

i want to say one thing
this day and age becoming a crash and burn 
people getting there heart broken
its something u have to learn


people make mistake and tell some lies
some forgive, ofthere say there last good byes
some hang there selves, others cry through the night.
wishing to there selves," why did i say good bye , why can't we be alright"

thats life.
its something u have to learn , if you dont all  it be is a crash and burn
and you dont want to learn it like that ,take it like this..

once you get in a relationship,  end it as being friends
dont make  a tear  drop,  just hold on the best you can
if you dont,  another crash and burn will happen again
just telling you as a friend

i learn the hard way i broke it off  just like that
if i think about what i did  i wish i could gone back
but you can't thats life, thats a fact but i  have learn now
you have to learn the way of life if you dont, it be a crash and burn  every day and 
night .... thats life


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THE KIND-HEARTED MRS ADAMS

We drove by her run-down house
with faded green shingles
and boarded-up windows,
a sad feeling overwhelmed us;
many times we helped her
to cut down the thick grass 
and in return she gave us 
three yellow flowers 
as a token of her gratitude... 
no one else could have cared more!

"These flowers are for you,darlings,because
you helped me plant them in the soil,
and they've grown to be tall and beautiful
in a garden so tidy and nice!" 
she exclaimed in jubilation;
"Remember me by when
I'll reach my home...to dwell
in the presence of the Lord,
and I'll be looking down on you and
pray with all angels to keep you safe and well!'
she gladly said with resignation,
foreseeing what  she couldn't explain...

She told us about her sweetheart,
whom she loved indefinetly:
from the moment they met,
to the day he peacefully died:
a lovely and faithful wife
was all he wanted and dreamed;
and their marriage lasted 
longer than they expected to be...
to be taken with them,
not being afraid of death!

"This is the grand piano I sed to play
for my husband on his last birthday;
he laid his arms on my shoulders
and sang along with me for hours:
on those snowy nights without moon...
when romance was rekindled with kisses
and the sentimental tunes
took away our winter's blues!"
she murmured with deep regret,
until her light eyes became wet...

The decaying house was put up for sale,
and only these kids have a story to tell
about the nicest person on that block,
who once was the prettiest girl-scout...
who loved us as much as her own children;
but did she deserve to be forgotten and die alone?
And if you wonder what her name was,
she was the kind-hearted Mrs Adams!


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Bruise Me

You always try
to break me down
you always try to knock me out
damage me with just your words
not physical but it still hurts
and all you do is make it worse.

You bruise me
Cut me with your tounge
Brutalize me, cut and binding
as my blood pours from the scars.
You bruise me
and it's really nothing more.

Berate me
go on hate me
it's something you love to do
yell at me, because now i see
there's nothing left for me with
you.
Your eyes so cold, words are old
nothing else that you can say
times running out, it's over now
and your the one who bruised
it away.

You bruised me
Cut me with your silver tounge
Brutalize me, cut and binding
As my blood pours from the scars
You bruised me
And really nothing more.


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TAPESTRY

 
This knot..... 
A second of your time 
This colour........ 
a thought 
 
This ongoing composition, 
your time here, 
your doing, 
your volition 
 
Live your life 
as a tapestry 
Each knot, 
a thread in time 
Each colour, 
light or not 
This composition ..... 
sublime 
 
This colour of thought 
The knots you sought 
This winding thread, 
easy to break 
Together they hold 
On the paths you tread 
This tapestry you unfold 
 
This emerging picture of time, 
this colour 
The fullness of your knot, 
a little less duller, 
if your thoughts, 
are sublime 
 
Winding  thread, 
this image spread 
The pattern 
knots and colour, 
on lifes' satin 
 
Gold and silver knots 
Precious seconds 
This tapestry unravelling 
your thoughts, 
colour, travelling 
 
Tapestry, 
every knot a precious second 
every colour, 
a thought 
Tapestry, 
our lives caught 
 
Shown for all, 
every thought laid 
Tapestry, 
our lives displayed 
This composition, 
our lives, 
our volition 
 
Deepening colour play 
The  richness in your time 
Tapestry, 
woven through, 
winding thread 
The  things you do, 
the things you say 
The life you want to portray


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This World

This world as i see it,holds no love or peace,
The ones we once though of as neighbours and friends,
will now spit in your face.

They say thier way of life is the only way it should be,
If only they would open thier eyes,im sure that they will see,
There are many different walks of life,and no two are the same,
Thats the way God made us,and we are not to blame.

So rather then even try and see, just how different we can be,
They try and force thier way of life , on people like you and me.
Now its come down to war on earth, no matter  what we think,
Or how we try to fix things,its them whos broken the link.

If you have an answer to the problems we face today,
Put it in words in a poem ,so everyone can have a say.
It would end all the suffering and make this world a better place to be,
Not just for one race , but for others like you and me.

Now im going to leave you with this finial prayer,
May God look down on you favourable,
Greet you with a smile,
For he knows you tried your very best ,even since you were a child.


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OUR MAIN REASON FOR BEING HERE...

When youth sets us beautifully aglow
to soar on the swift wings of a sparrow,
and altough the unknown may frighten us:
we will not stop from living out those dreams,
because we are the constant seekers
bolder than the soldiers of fortune 
willing to stare in the face of events that'll follow, 
be in the incognito and confront fate alone...

Our main reason for being here
is to accomplish unthinkable and amazing things;
to start where the smallest dream begins,
and make it grow by taking the giant steps of an achiever...
We should never fear the challenges that lie ahead, 
but is it worth to step back and not speedly act...
imagining of the wonderful visions 
of the the unseen tomorrow that
rampantly flourish inside our impatient head?

Will we fall from the flaming,crimson sky
and grope our way to a passing cloud above
with the certainty of having found love,
or will we quickly come down to earth and die?
Which one is better:  being a disillusioned dreamer,
who can still dream,or a sullen-looking miser?

Our main reason for being here
is to love with grace and intensity,
and have the willingness to break down
the ugly and horrible barriers of alienation;
and finally let all thoughts flow in without diversity,
to discover who we really are...


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A HEARTSTONE MOON

Silently the moon rose 
from, it seemed 
The Whispering Trees 
This, I dreamed 

When all is dark and silent 
A Heartstone Moon shall rise 
It's soft light illuminating 
All you meant 

So many things change 
Never a Heartstone Moon 
New seasons to arrange 
Queens, coming soon 

Such mysterious light 
Filled a castle with wonder and delight 
So close, it seemed 
Such a beautiful thing 
Can only be a dream 

Only an Eastern pink sky, 
can fade a moon 
So perfect 
Long, will it lie 
In your heart 

A Heartstone Moon 
Gathered her stars 
Let them play 
Above, a castle 
That will see the dawn soon 

A moon is for dreams 
Stars for love 
This is why... 
Or so it seems 
A starlit sky 
Castle below 
A Heartstone Moon, 
above 


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I'm Only Loving You Once

Because I'm only loving you once
I want to make it perfectly clear
No one can take that away from me
And it's a life of fear

I'm only loving you once
Forever in this life of pain
Death would solve this problem
For there is nothing left to gain

I'm only loving you once
Too bad you can't love me
If you could only love me once
We'd love through all eternity


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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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My crazy cousin

My crazy Cousin.

My cousin calls me crazy poet
Cause I don’t think like others
I’ve not seen her since she was three
A Flower girl to us lovers
When we got wed in sixty five
But now we write and all
Oh lord, we two are so alike
It’s just remarkable.

In eight weeks time, she’s coming here
To good old western Oz
I know we’re going to get on well
I do, and that’s because
That girl is crazy just like me
And she likes a good old laugh
She seems to be a grand old bird
I’ll say on her behalf.

She’ll bring her man, and son with her
They’re all creative folk
She can paint and write as well
And boy, it is no joke
The kind of talent that they have
It will be a joy to me
To meet up with forgotten kin
I can’t wait for this to be.

11 August 2013 @ 1813hrs.


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I'm Sorry

 im sorry ive caused you pain.
i thank you for sticking by me through everything.
and not giving up on me. i dnt no what
i would do if you had given up on me.
 
Im sorry ive lied to your face and you knew it,
but you still loved me the same as before.
so i thank you.
i dont know if i would be here with you if you had given up on me.
 
im sorry ive broken your trust over and over,
and you still wanna trust me.
i thank you again.
i dont know wat i would have done if you didnt trust me.
 
im sorry ive done things behind your back,
even though i promised you i would never do them.
im sure you knw but you never said anything.
i wish you would have. it would have saved us all alot of pain
 
i thank you for never giving up on me.
i dont no how to tell you how much i love you.
 
mom i love you sooooooo much you wont ever no how much i love u and thank you for everything


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Best Friend

I remember the very first time I saw you,
You wiped the sweat off your forehead,
I remember what all I use to say to you,
Followed my heart, I love you,
Maybe I needed to guard what I say,
Or express it in another way,
I hope I did you no harm,
Or is that what you call destiny,
Please know in your heart,
Eventhough how things played out,
My life and all its' worth,
Worth calling existing - living,
And without ever crossing paths,
My life would have been blah,
Words can not express how I feel about you,
Celebrate our love, if nothing more ever than be my best friend,
You are my very breath and hope of hearing from and possibly seeing you,
The very reason I make it through another day,
Our love we will celebrate far and away,
But in my heart, you are right here with me today,
I love you friend,
You make this world and all it contains worth living,
My heart smiles when it thinks of you,
I will somehow express my heart before I leave this earth,
So much I want to say,
I don't want to complicate things,
I just want you to be healthy, happy and carefree,
I know you love me,
You don't have to say it like I so often do,
I knew day one, 
When I became good friends to you!
I love you, boo!
I do!
Best of luck,
Live like you were dying!


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A true friend

A Friend.

Associates, I’ve had so many
But let us speak of friends.
It be a term so often used
But I’m the worst of men
When it comes to picking holes in things
And a true authentic friend
He be as rare as rocking horse poo.
On a friend you can depend.

A friend would be there to the end
He’d take naught for himself
Oh yes a friend be wonderful
And adds to life much wealth
You know that when the chips are down
And the whole wide world looks grim
That friend will always be with you
His light will never dim.

This be as rare as hens teeth
But when the day does come
That you find this special friend
Your life will cheer up some
She’ll always soothe and comfort you 
And make you feel real great
A friend is someone sent to you
By the tender hand of fate

Cherish him or her so much
Cause when some-one your heart does touch
There ain’t no treasure on this Earth
There nothing that could have the worth
Of the one who loves and listens to
And gives support always to you
A true friend he till forever
He will not betray you, never!


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Life is precious



Life is precious than pieces of silver
So never say never
Life is precious
But evil people make it dangerous


Don’t pay attention to the scornful
If you really want to be successful
Life is not a race
Neither are we going to space


Life is not a fight
Life is about right
It is about responsibilities
For we are here to fulfill our duties


How you think is who you are
What you do is who you are
So never, say never
But live like you are forever


For till the end we don’t know our destination
Reducing errors and living perfection
Life is precious than pieces of silver
So never say never






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Rhythm of Life

Death instills the final emotion, defining the rhythm of life,
While understanding its passage is left to a wiser man;
The simplicity of a moment lays deep within, and is limited to the meaning 
withheld’
But we may all be gone in a moment, condemned to the changing time …
Yet when I die just dig a hole and throw in my mangy bones 
 
Death mocks us in the starlight, and beckons on the suns rebirth,
Silent thoughts are thus imposed, when loud a church bell sounds,
In melodic rhyme the rhythm of time, came out over a graven mist, 
And how bitter the solitude foretold, when morn led on to day …
But when I die just dig a hole and throw in my mangy bones 

Death remains an enigma once held to a passing thought,
When lines of an ancient mariner are lost forever more;
Structured words are what our mind recalled, and are played to the rhythm of 
life
And intent we are to things unseen when sunrise turns to day…
Yet when I die just dig a hole and throw in my mangy bones



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First day of summer

First day of summer

It’s the very early morning
The summer’s just begun
Although the weathers kind of cool
I know that soon the sun
Will be burning down on me
But me, I love it all
I really love these summer days
They’re really beautiful.

It’s lovely in the early mornings
To see the sun come up
And hear birds singing joyfully
It overflows my cup
All this love that it brings out
As it shines on down on me
I love to see those Lorikeets
That feed from bottle brush trees.

How I love the beers and barbeques
In a garden filled with flowers
As I watch the many colored parrots
I could sit there for hours
And watch the sun that burns on down
Then rises from the trees
And I love it in the afternoons
To feel that cool sea breeze.

1 December 2013 @ 0500hrs


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Life

Life is a big circle
Most everything is an obstacle
But don't let those obstacles stop you
From creating something you want
Know that you are great in all you do
Nothing should change that view
God loves loves you for who you are
Please don't try and be something you're not
You create your Destiny
You have the power to change and revise it
Anyway you like
Your life is too precious to waste
Get up, go out, and have fun
Go do something with your life!
Don't just sit on the couch and watch television
Why?
1. It's not good for your eyes
2. God has a plan for you
This should be enough for now
I must go
Just head what I had to say
Please get up and go find your Destiny


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The moon

The summer passed so fast
I thought you and I would never last
You told me our memories won’t be just a blast
Ever was I the one to doubt our past.

Clouds were soon hiding the sun
The difficult hadn’t even yet begun
I saw your shadow everywhere I went
I guess that’s just how much you meant.

But even in the darkest hour
The moon was there-a source of power
And each look made you feel so near
A dream to chase the presence of my fear…


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Life is Like A Story

Life is like a story 
Every one has that glory
I was walking around 
When i heard you call my name
From that moment 
Life has not been the same
Thou made me a fame
Thou made me a tall tree
Thou thought me how to be free
Prevented my feet from falling 
And i said i am for heaven
Thou placed me higher 
Among the hearten
Now i know thy face
Now i know thy ways
Life is like a story
Every one has that glory


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ALL SHE WILL BE NEEDING

She smells of stale garbage and wine
Her boots all worn and tattered
Stern-faced and stony eyes
Dressed in a tired ol' mink
She shivers as she takes a rest
From pushing her metal cart
Squeaking and overflowing with
Items reflecting her life
She had been warned twice to move
The choice was not hers to make

Today, like all the others
She will walk ten blocks or so
In hope to find a warmer place
To lay down for the night
Just a corner to rest
Is all she will be needing
She knows this will be over soon
The pain gets worse each day
Yet, her hopes live on for one more day
Her deliverance is on its way!
~*~


*"HOMELESSNESS"


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A New Day

I might sparkle in the night but I'm not the only star you might not see them in the sky it depends on where you are Am I the only light in your eyes that makes you smile when you cry if your favorite's what you say don't you blink it might fade away Only when we give everything we're truly ready for better things we invite ourselves off to drift the steam rises and our spirits lift Follow me, into sun sets be brave and strong with no regrets and when the sea takes the light we'll find a new day after the night there's still a new day after the night


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mr right

Love gone ,
but love that is never meant to be ,
guys that i know are growing up in their minds too fast
chase after me.
how do you choose from the good and the bad , 
and how can i keep from being sad,
Mr.Right may never come along,
but I'll keep patient and sing my song for loving the wrong guy
could make  me wind up getting hurt.
So I'll sing my song and judge him for myself.


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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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You're Just A Stranger

Why do you despise me
why can't you let me be,
how come you always pestering me.
How come you can not see
I am beginning to turn my love away from thee
Just as you are turning your hate on me.

I proceed biting my words back 
and just nodding my head
you think i am the one to blame
but you'll end up losing me instead.
I try to talk to you, but you
cut me out and shut your ears
where will this get us
in fifteen or so years.
 
You bring down the pressure
while i try to do as you say
Only until i lose, you win
will you stop yelling and walk away.

Here i sit, expressing my stress on paper
only hoping tomorrow will bring
something better
and that i won't lose my life forever.
Please forgive me 
for this paper may be wet with tears
I know this is a stage in life,
I pray will pass in a few years. 

As i write my anger fades
but when i think about you it returns
I hope we both learn from this
For I may lack empathy
but you are always so very stern.
It seems everything I do
has gotten on your nerves
And I know you don't hold it inside
For your anger does surly splurge.

Tonight you have taken my phone
and cut me off from my friends I truly need
your words hit me hard,
and to you I can not plead.
Someday I may realize
what you did was probably right
I will try to understand,
I will try with all my might.
But until that day
or until through my eyes you see,
You are still a stranger
You're just a stranger to me.

Nov. 21. 2011


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Sweet Devotion

Staring into plastered wall
Looking far beyond the fall
There was a place, beyond the pay
where wonder lit up every day

A place in which fields of hope
led young couples to elope
And in the sky, faint but there
the stars smiled and warmed the air

This place I treasure in my heart
Hide in plain sight till I depart
But with another it is best shared;
I give to you reason to care

This paradise of my creation
Shall forever bond us loving nation
Though mortal coils may fade and rust
Keep faith and love; stay strong and just
Consider what is truly worth
and every time you close your eyes
Until the day of your final rise
Heaven is together, upon this earth


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Baa Baa Black Sheep

Baa Baa Black Sheep
We don't want your wool.

Please sir, Please sir,
I have three bags full.

You are too old.
You are out of date.

But I work hard,
And I'm never late.

You don't have the
Look we're looking for.

That's no reason to
Boot me out the door.

We want new skills
For this vocation.

But I have twice
The education.

You have too much
Experience now.

But they have none!
They don't even know how!

Baa Baa Black sheep,
We don't want your wool.

Job security?
I've been played the fool.


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Living my dream

Living my dream

I had one dream when I was young
To go to another land
In life I wasn’t satisfied
I wanted something grand
Lions, tigers. Kangaroos
And all those wild, wild beasts
Africa, South America
Or Australia at least.

Possessive Mother was my curse
How could I get away?
Every time I mentioned it
She had so much to say
And made me feel so guilty
Really cramped my style
And then one day there came along
Something to make me smile

I’d just turned my nineteenth year
When this great girl came along
She hailed from West Australia
And filled my heart with song
So we got married, had some kids
And here we are in Oz
Been here for half a century
And I came here all because

It was my fate to find this girl
She was my destiny
There’s be a whisper in the skies
That knows how things will be
It takes one’s soul, and leads it on
So growth, it might occur
And I know that west Australia
My heart, it sure does stir.

4 August 2013 @ 1440hrs.


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Dreams

A dream is a seed
The seed of a tree
A tree full of life
And the things you can be
Your dreams are the windows
Through which you can see
A hint of your future
And the things you will be
Each night when you sleep
You're feeding the seed
The seed of the tree
Of who you will be.


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Star-Gazed Nostalgia

Lets climb up that old tree, 
make the clouds disappear. 
Let’s climb up that old, lemon colored tree, 
make the rain clouds disappear.

Rough wood, and a rickety ladder,
White christmas lights trim the slumping roof
over a few branches 
and we're crawling-
through the doors 
of a star-gazing tree house
 full of nostalgia. 

Sounds of traffic, cross walk conversations 
Trotting past that old jazz bar, 
a mexican family arguing on the stoops, 
funny how an unknown language 
can still make sense on the inside.
the mother gestures her son upstairs to sleep, 

But my world’s only waking. 
There’s a party up ahead. 
and there’s something ‘bout the nights’ breeze
blowing off the cars and into the trees. 
its Got my heart singing about this new love I’ve found.


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The storm

The storm

The sky above was filled right up
With big, black, monstrous clouds
The thunder hit the blackened skies
His voice so very loud
Forked all across the morning skies
Fiery fingers streak on out
Then the thunder rumbles loud and strong
And rain is all about

Oh how that rain came teeming down
Just like it’s on a mission
To wash away the whole damned earth
As with her quiet precision
Mother Nature puts the pressure on
To warn us human souls
Of the damage she could do
With the power in her role

The rain, It pours down onto me
But I don’t feel a thing
I’m covered by my wetland gear
And my heart begins to sing
For me, I love these thunder storms
With all their mighty power
Though some on seeing all this drama
Would hide away and cower.


17 August 2013 @ 1708hrs.


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The Song of the Loner

Cut out from the rest, feeling so left out I lay my head on my hands and sigh: Why did things have to happen this way Why is it that I was denied? Denied the basic friendship, A meager ounce of which could help, To grow in thought, deed, word and spirit, To help strengthen myself. Why is it that I feel the need, To sit in the corner and cry? The cold creeps in and I’m overcome By the darkness and void of the night. I lift my head and open my eyes, The tears they blur my sight, And through hazed vision I notice a single star, A lone beacon in the sky. The clouds they part and a million other stars Come out from hidden slumber; They join with that single star to make The glow in the night sky brighter. Combined with the light of the great white moon, They light up the earth below. Their twinkle and their glimmer reflects on the pool, Of tears lying on the floor. Suddenly the truth hits me: My life was playing right before me! I realize that soon the time would come When I would not be lonely. That there would come a day when I wouldn’t have to weep In self pity and dismay; That the clouds of hate and bitterness Would one day roll away. That the love and friendship I duly deserve Would fall like summer rain Refreshing my soul and replenishing my spirit Making me whole again. Yet till that day I have to wait And learn to shine on my own. So for now I stand up and wipe away my tears; My spirit no longer forlorn.


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LOVE

love is the first point of HAPPY.
love is the first step to HEAVEN.
love is the first line of the HEART GARDEN.
love is the first day of the PEACE.
love is the first relation of OURSELVES.
love is the first person of our LIFE.
LOVE LOVE LOVE.....
ITS A BEAUTIFUL FEELING.
spread the LOVE. at last,
love will be the last point of your FAMILY.
that is LOVE.
LOVE the LOVE.
LIFE WILL BE GREAT.
LOVELY.....


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Lift a Spirit

It is that of a persons heart to which we live. The pain and suffering but at the same time the happiness that exist in the world. It is only human that we feel what we feel and act the way we do at times. But it is the most inner soul's being we strive to be who we really are. We all want the right person in life,the finer things we struggle, for dreams we find crush everyday as we fight just to merely exist and get by in life. But the love we have in ourselves is remarkable and untouch as we are what God wants us to be. No one said life be easy and he sure didnt make us sin free due to eve and the poison she brung upon this earth. But man is man as we face our weaknesses everyday as most strive to be better in some way and others just turning pure devilest ways. Its there we share the same dreams really you and me. You see,I am no different for if you cut; we all bleed the same color of red through our vains. But always stand tall and strong in your beliefs and doings in life, just as long as you know your right. But be not afraid to face the truth and consequinces of our actions. Its only God you have to answer to and no one else in life control the path you walk but that of a higher power. Sometimes,just be a friend of encouragement to one another and dont try preaching all time cause you saving no one. You just beating the bush with words that are loud but hearts that are hard. But be a friend cause that's one thing none us truely really have. Cause think about it, even they stab you in the back. But lift up a spirit even with a smile cause there be the true happiness and God's way of showing he care when he gave you love.


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The Forgotten Ones

Forgotten somewhere in the midst of steel and concrete. 
Bound by shackles and chains even in our sleep. 
Living like wolves preying amongst lost sheep. 
Concrete tears and pains so mindfully deep. 

Forgotten by those on the outside. 
We cant even run no where, we cant even hide. 
No choice left but to sit and fight. 
In here only the strong minded survive. 
Truth be told in here what is wrong is right. 

All most os us got is wasted M&^*&F*^&&ng time. 
We sit back and work out and write heartfelt rhymes. 
Not to be a victim of prey we all trying. 
Many stories are told, songs are written of truth over lying. 

We are gone for the moment but not truly forgotten so the hurt we must not show it.
 We are to old while we young to be crying in front of full grown men for this is a time we must out grow it.
 There aint no way out this hell hole and we all know it. 
Feelings of hopelessness surrounds te heart to the point where we can no longer control it.
 
In here there is only time no fun. 
Darkness fills night no light shone in here from the sun. 
Only by our own selves we may be out done. 
BECAUSE IN HERE IT FEELS LIKE WE ARE TRULY THE FORGOTTEN ONES....


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With This New Day

I have lived, 
And felt the cost, 
Paid my dues, 
But I have lost_ You. 


 Still I pray, 
As chaos looms, 
And as my blue turns into grey, 
I hear__ 
The angels sing- In tune. 

 Don't be giving in, 
Don't give up my son, 
Or fade away, 
Lift your chin with the sun__ And rise, 
With this new day!. 

 I have lived, 
And felt the cost of all my wonderin ways, 
I've paid my dues, 
I - Have lost you. 


 I can hear the angels sing, 
Your in a mistaken land__ Lessons learned in truth, 
As the grey seeks out the blue, 
She will__ Your daughter my son--- 
She will return--- To You.

For I have lived, 
Felt the cost of all my walkin days, 
I've paid my dues, 
I- Lost you....


I wont be giving in, 
Won't give up my girl, 
Or fade away, 
I'll lift my chin with the sun--- 
And RISE-- 
With this new day...


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Family First

I cant believe Im going to have my own family, something I never had; 
Its time to step up and be a real dad; 
Now I can remember the things that make me happy and forget the things that make me sad;
 Its time that I start doing good than the bad; 
I want for my child to see me as a role model; 
Its time I break my own chains to that alcoholic bottle; 
I want to be that someone who can be trusted to follow; 
I silently cry at night because the truth is hard to swallow; 
I jus hope I can make that change today not tomorrow; 
I got to change before I end up in an?early hearst; 
My art is my gift and alcohol is my curse, I must break my own alcoholic thirst;
 I must relieve my own selfishness tendencies before they burst; 
I got to stop making alcohol my only because its no longer just about me, because my very own family comes first


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The Alien

The Alien.
                           
"Here's the village Idiot
Here comes the loony fool"
So many taunts did follow him
Oh kids can be so cruel!
The Alien, his face all cowed
With caution treads his way
As the gossip done, invades him every day.

He's a shade too short on mighty brawn
He's a pilgrim of the soul
He's a Sailor floating through his dreams
And he has no worldly goals
And when those kids kicked footy balls
And swore and carried on
The alien got lost  within his own song.

He's been told that he be nothing
By so many through the years
And now his body broken
Still wading in his fears
The wings have made to open up
So the butterfly may rise
And so the mighty Phoenix 
must head he for the skies.

Dec 22 2003.


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Mixed Emotions

It happened at the wrong time
But what happened was beautiful
I denied it for a long while 
Never wanted to fall victim to it
But when I realized what it was
I never wanted to let go of it
It made me feel whole again
It made me want to do more	
It made me believe I could do anything
If only there was more time
I could have become accustomed to it
I could have known how to deal with it
I surely hope I have not lost this
I do not want to be without it
I don’t know what I would do without it
I hope I can deal without it
I want to feel this way forever
I want to hold on to every memory
Just to be able to go back in time
And relive every precious moment
Give myself hope that it will be there
That the future holds more of this
And I will become stronger by this.


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FRIES AND MAN

Crunchy golden brown potatoes
Cut unevenly into strips sticks
One maybe half, one and two inches long
Best eaten after freshly fried

So thus us, creations of God
Unequal to wit, might and talents
Yet, daily equip in battle of growing
Not on failing but succeeding

The fries eaten plain or flavored
So is man simple and favored
The fries a fine finger food
So is man by nature is born good

Either served on plate or pouch
Us humans ready to serve and touch
Sometimes bitten bit or whole
Us humans molded clever or fool

by: olive_eloi
10:07am
01/19/2014

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Im Gone

Life as a lonely lost poet bred from dark cracks 
Lost soul living plain and simple among the people black and white 
Drug along with alcoholic among us distracts 
Lost values and principles around one many continue to lack 
Everyday simple facts, its like breathing through plastic sacks 
Slowly suffercating until the brain goes wack 
Once death comes my way I must keep it part of my past 
Aint no way God going to bring my little brother back 
I guess its a curse upon all those of us living like outlaw of an outcast 
How the **** will I ever truly outlast until I heal and break out my cast 
God cant you see Im tired of wearing this permanent mask 
I know my poetry has hidden answers if I look and read closer so I shouldnt have to ask
 Staying lost is a choice in the open road with no gas 
So as a lost poet through hardships now and in the future I will outgrow it 
The devil trying to get my soul and behold it 
but I know only this one man controls it 
Its too priceless for even my own greed to have sold it 
So as a lost poet I will climber higher than high if not then right below it 
Found in a world of lies with few truths as but another lost poet


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I Wish I Knew

All this time I wish I knew,
At other times I wish I had known,
The whats, ifs and buts of life.
Then I hope that I had never known,
What could have been with or without,
It is better for it to remain a mystery,
Than for me to fall prey to solving it.
Let be what there is and accept it,
Better this way than to expect more,
Come what may in this life and more,
Will face it head on and face the strife.


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Emotions

Emotions up and down,
spinning out of control,
light headedness,
fuzziness,
all of a dither,
my mind can't deliver,
such emotive thoughts.

Try to shut away in a box in my head,
they are not in charge of me,
I am in charge of them,
keeping busy is the answer,
for a mediocre happy ever after,
pretty thoughts of a life after,
but for now, living for the day I can live the life i'm after.


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True her

True her

The clothes she wore so expensive,
With longest hair that beat the whole world,
Red-red lips,
Makeup by the guru makeup-maker
Her smile,
Her movement like engine piston,
Yes i have called the contest,
But i am not impressed.

Take off a expensive clothes and wear cheap simple clothes,
Take off your fake hair and show me your natural hair,
Remove those lipsticks your lips,
Remove your makeup i want see your god given beauty,
The original you,
Remove fake smile and smile at me,
Move like you used to move,
And that you are disqualified,
Eliminated from the contest,
I am not impressed with you,
Next!


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You

Only as a friend, I thought you stood by me... I walked around blind, because i could not see... You were my knight and shining armor, my friend so dear and true... You gave me hope, when i was sad and blue... Only I not to realize, what you really meant... Until that winter day, when that text to you i sent... Looking past the imperfections, I told you with my life i have to do... So you told amazing stories, and said that i was amazing too... I thought if only you would realize, we are friends and nothing more... Now it is I who understands, its you who I adored...
Dec. 18. 2011


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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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GOD'S GOING TO SET YOU FREE

Something I want to tell you
Something you should know
How much I really love you
Forever together, stay or go

Oh, I hate you are a prisoner 
To this serious physical malady
I know that God will heal you
Either here or in eternity
Want you to know.. God's going to set you free

My trash can is full of paper
So many things I want to say
A million thoughts I'm thinking
Trying to pen a few today

Been my closest confidant  
A part of you lives inside of me
No matter what the future holds
Together forever, we will be
Want you to know.. God's going to set you free

I might not say things well
Not sure what's right to do
I keep coming back to this 
Forever, I'll be loving you

Life is a difficult journey
I know who holds our hand
He'll walk us both to Heaven
Trusting in salvation's plan

So today I imagine tomorrow
In eternity friends we'll be
And here we'll still together
Always going to be you and me
Want you to know.. God's going to set you free

Contest: Elly's "Maybe The Last Letter"
Date: 9-20-14


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BREATH OF LIFE

This soul was dying and crashing,
But she gave me a breath of life.
She whispered beautiful words of life,
That rejuvenated the strength within.
I started to feel the life within me rise,
And made me feel alive again.

With the breath of life I rose again,
And the petals of my life blossomed.
Once more I felt the warmth of love,
Melting down my once cold heart,
Into a warm heart that can hold love.
It is a good feeling of happiness,
That makes this heart make a beat.

In the shadow of my own loneliness, 
Life was as dark as a dark night is. 
The sun in my life had never set,
And the moonlight was never bright,
To light up the world around me,
Until she gave me a breath of life,
That filled my heart with love.

She is coming from the far horizon,
But I can smell the smell of her perfume.
With her majestic move I hear her steps,
And my heart is beating in expectancy,
With every step she makes closer.
My hands are widening up for her,
Ready to hold her in my arms of love.


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LIFE LIKE A ROAD

                              Everyone 
                          enjoys to take 
                       a ride or just
                   to go for a leisure stride. 
                    Long winding road
                       Wide and free
                            or a narrow
                         straight route 
                    Lure to the eye and for a try
                      promising pile of trees 
                         on pied each a natural
                           beauty pride. Lights...
                        Signals on both sides
                      Providing travelers a guide
                       Keeping them always 
                    on safe side... Our 
                  BREATH of LIFE is like a ROAD
                    Each passing night and day
                       there's a heavy or light load
                       Sometimes a mystery 
                     with a puzzle code
                    Each one efforts 
                  careful to decode
                Thanks, THERE IS GOD
                  that abides... ALWAYS THERE
                    NEVER ON UNDISCOVERABLE HIDE
                      Through all blessings 
                         and trials tide. Bumps 
                      and accidents slowing
                   Even stopping the glide
                      Problems buffering
                             life's tide... Ethics, 
                           justice and society snide
                             they may equal to a lie
                            Whatever comes
                          however things maybe
                       Don't stop; Keep going. Even on a 
                   Dark cocoon... KEEP BELIEVING! KEEP WIN-
              NING! a road like never ending  until it reaches 
          a happening may it be a grand or simple celebration of life
       what is essential... YOU PASSED EACH WAY LIKE IT'S YOUR LAST
LIKE - IT - IS - YOUR- LAST NOT SAVING THE BEST FOR LAST.. so I never stopped..
Despite heartaches.. Hardships I went through.. I hold on..I keep moving.. Growing..loving.. For at the end of this road there - face to face at last with my Creator.

(C) olive_eloi
10:29am
REVISED: MAY 05, 2014

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Contest: Just down the road
Sponsor: Kelly Dreschler
3rd Place.. Praise GOd.. :D


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Drunken man

Drunken men

From a passing car,
A white car,
A pick-up with no canopy,
On it,
At the back,
The was a man who dance,
Others sat around him and sing.

The driver was on his job,
Changing and changing gears,
The drunken man,
On the Christmas day,
Dance and dance,
Others sat around him and sing.

The driver,
Who looked forward on the road,
Do did his job.
The drunken man,
On the Christmas day,
Dance and dance,
Others sat around him and sing.

The driver,
Who works with gears,
Crossed the corner,
Added the gears,
Accelerated,
On the gravel road of stones.
The drunken man,
Dance and over-jumped,
Others sat around him and sing,

The drunken man,
Reach came and find no car,
His head hit the stone,
Yes he hit,
Unfortunately he left us,
The drunken man,
Who dance when others sat around and sing.,
The drunken passed away.


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Pan and Satan

Pan and Satan.

One morning I was walking in my garden
When old Jupiter came up close to me.
And standing by his side stood fair Demeter
Who smiled at me so warm and tenderly.
She said “my son we’ve come to give our blessings
And we’ve a story we would like to tell.
Of how the great God Pan turned into Satan
And child I hope that you will listen well.

For Pan he was the god of natures beauty
And he wore no taint till Satan came along.
He’d play his pipes so gaily in the meadows
Though sometimes there was mischief in his song.

Then Satan said to pan “well I don’t give a damn
I’m going to steal your horns and make you me.
Then I’ll build a master plan and strike some fear in man
So always he will live in misery.
And that’s the way old Pan became young Satan
Yet still the old one dances deep within.
But if the two had never joined together
Then where would dwell the ugliness of sin.

1990


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An eye for an eye

Though I am not considered to be a Christian, [I love most religions] But I lover to read the gospels of Mark and Mathew, so I wrote them all in verse...Peter

Eye for Eye.

Folk were listening to our lord
Such a crowd had gathered round
The news of this enigma
Had spread from town to town.
The multitudes all came to him
To hear the words he spake
He’d been speaking there for quite a while
And the day was getting late.

The lord with Passion in his tone
He told those multitudes
{There were poor and rich, and saints and sinners
The good Lords words, their food}
He said to them “now you have heard
An eye for eye, and tooth for tooth
But I give you another law
So listen to my truth”.

“Do not resist an evil person
When struck on the right cheek
Turn to him the other also
Just hear these words I speak
If someone wants to sue you
And take your tunic too
Then let him have your cloak as well
This, I do say to you”.

If someone makes you walk a mile
Then walk with him for two.
Give what one may ask you for
This be the thing to do.
If someone would borrow from you
Then do not turn away.
Hear ye this, it be the truth
These words you hear me say”.


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The Promise

They stopped the clocks at nine-oh-eight
And covered up the mirrors
Turned his pictures to the wall
And placed the bible a little nearer

They closed the curtains; turned out the lights
But kept the candles burning
His best friend, the dog, let out a sigh
And in circles he kept turning

She laid out a suit that he seldom wore
And hung up his overalls
Sat in the kitchen, near the phone
Getting ready to make the calls

A tear escaped from his widow’s eye
Though she promised not to cry
The only request made in sixty years
She said that she would try

The Parson said a prayer or two
Then started his way home
The doctor left some pills with her
Before leaving her alone

He lay in the bed the two had shared
Ever since their wedding night
For God to take her man first
Just didn’t feel all right

The children arrived by the end of the week
Grandkids played out in the yard
Saying goodbye to the stern old man
Shouldn’t have been this very hard

The clocks still show nine-oh-eight
Though five years have come and gone
The dog has passed, the bible is put away
Overalls still hang where they were hung

She sleeps each night in the rocking chair
Refusing to climb into the bed
Trying to keep the promise she made
But every night a tear is shed


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DANCE DANCE

I have been running to the meadows..
I tried to chase the rear shadows...
Wanting to valiantly join the show..
Magnifying beauty in a dance flow..

Melancholic is the chosen first beat..
I sway my body following my feet..
I stand; crawl and sometimes sit..
Unaware of the beginning felt heat..

When finish, all seem to marvel..
Awed and entertained applause fell..
Suddenly, there's the ringing of a bell..
Symbolizing start of another music roaring well..

Dancing dancing...
hands holding..
hips swinging..
arms bending..

dance...
dance..
dance..

by: olive_eloi
5:01pm
11/12/2013
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The Lord's Prodigal Sons

Fierce as cold winds blow,
On a blustery winter's morn,
The raging battle brings horrors,
Such that man has never known.

For the dark rapture approacheth,
And the Lord's wrath is at hand,
Salvation's gate now closes,
And woe is the fate of man.

I sit here now in stark terror,
As I read the prophets report,
I can't imagine any scarier,
Stories told me of my Lord...

And a man who soon comes,
To set all this in motion,
One to whom many will succumb,
A wolf dressed in sheep's clothing.

The story does have a great ending,
But only for those who believed,
Who found the message he was sending,
These few who will be received.

But what of the rest of man,
Who for pride or gluttony fall,
Just where do these men stand,
When we're through with it all.

Keep reading - the story's complete,
For after the gates are closed,
In the lake you will still see,
Those who were damned and opposed.

Now by fire we are seasoned,
Is a lesson we should know,
And thus we can now reason,
Where these poor souls go.

To learn more lessons,
And perhaps someday become,
After fair sessions,
The Lord's prodigal sons.


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CHAINED HEARTS

I have neither gold or silver..
Sure, I do not have a fever..
Though at times, I shiver..
For something brings me to quiver..

Dear when I am near you..
I smell scents so pure in you..
Ensuing me to devour more..
Heightening my inside's lure..

How could I touch you sweet..
How could I caress you in gyst..
How could I solely stare at you such..
How could I envelop you tight in warmth...

I truly am thinking of you..
Could it be our hearts chained to tune?
Do forget anyhow the dues..
Mindless the talk, It's you I choose..

By: olive_eloi
26/09/2013
10:54am


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lies

The lies that I have told you 
Can not be justified 
It doesn't matter what I say 
The truth is still a lie 

The closest thing to honesty 
Is far and few between 
The only lies forgiven 
Are the lies that went unseen 

But now it is over 
And nothing can be done 
We can hide from the truth 
But we can never run 

From the lies that came between us 
The truth will never fall 
On the lip that once believed in me 
The lies will end it all


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Only but a season

Why, why my Juliette,
why does your heart slumber?
What spell has my sleeping beauty
been put under?
Awake! Arise as the sun
thats everdawning
for when the sun sets in the east
the west awaits it morning.

Come, radiate your smile
across the landscapes of my heart
and let me behold your beauty,
Gods precious work of art
For too long we have been seperated
by thunderclouds and rain
that strike into my longing soul
and shower me with pain . . .

How comforting the memories
of precious days of old,
kept frozen in this winter
as love is left . . . to a lonely cold


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A Selfish Prayer

It's hard when I see so much pain,
Filled with life's many hardships,
All these troubled souls praying,
For miracles through their worships,

Even at home they are lost,
And muddle through their days,
'Release us from our lots',
They cry out from their maze,

Yet I find it even harder still,
When I must stand here and watch,
With neither the way or the will,
To give what little I've got,

So Lord I pray you fill my cup,
Give me the success and station,
Where hope can spring from love,
To answer all this frustration,

Let me afford more than simple words,
Grant me the means to answer prayer,
Lay before me a path true and sure,
To receive great fruit I can share,

My life has taught me so very much,
As my prayers so often are granted,
I know what it means to be touched,
By the charity of the enchanted,

It brings a life of such great hope,
To you and all of those you love,
It helps you to widen your scope,
And great faith when times get tough,

So today Lord I finally pray,
For something I never have before,
I pray for riches so very great,
That I would never need to ask for more,

Vast wealth beyond Solomon or Jabez,
Great wisdom and eternal good health,
The power to shape the will of others,
And all the prayers I leave on the shelf,

And I pray that I remain steadfast,
In service to you through my fellow man,
And you answer this prayer however crass,
Before this poem is written by this hand.


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I Want

I want to be normal again,
I want to keep the faith,
I want to seek for it everywhere,
I want to find myself once again,
I want to feel whole again,
I want to be living not existing,
I want to be sure of things,
I want to know I will be alright,
I want to be somewhere,
I want to stay there for a while,
I want to dream wholeheartedly,
I want to know why this has happened to me,
I want answers to how long this will be,
I want to just to be able to do what i want,
I want to feel like I used to before,
I just simply want to be................


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My addiction

I have an addiction...
It dont matter what time of day it is my addiction is there...
Not always in the literall since...
But it is always on my mind...
I lay my head down to sleep at night thinking about you...
I sleep dreaming about you...
I wake up thinking about you...
Your always on my mind...
No matter what I do my addiction is always on my mind...
Even if your not the last one I talk to before I lay my head down to sleep...
I still lay my head down thinking of you...
I just cant get enought of you...
No matter what my addiction is there...
My addiction has a name...
Her name is Shelby Nestle...
No matter how much we text or talk on the phone...
Its never enough...
I cant get enough of your beautiful eyes...
I cant get enough of that beautiful smile...
I cant get enough of kissing your soft lips...
That feeling I get inside when our lips touch...
Or holding you in my arms...
This is a new addiction to me...
Never have I been this addicted this quick...
It scares the shyt outta me...
But then I love it...
You are my new addiction baby... 
You are my...
My heroin...
My ecstacy... 
My cocaine...
You are my own personal drug...
I cant imagine and addiction stronger...
You are my addiction...
I wouldnt even think about trying to break this addiction...
I wouldnt go to rehab for this addiction...
I like it to much...
YOU ARE PERFECT JUST THE WAY YOU ARE


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OVER A CUP OF COFFEE

A cup of coffee we met
Miles of ride we went
Ideas, opinions we vent
Few minutes we spent

On the coolness of the light
I heard laughter so dear
High up staring to the skies
Picture of you not a liar

You play jolly to quiet songs
Asking me sometime what wrong
Fallen short yet been long
I didn't know, we can get along

by: olive_eloi
5:07pm
01/15/2014

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We Always Knew Better

Why did I fall for you,
Why did you fall for me,
That we could only be 
When we were together,
And we always knew better.

No promises were made,
None were broken,
No commitments for us,
No future to build thereafter
Because we always knew better.

You told me you always wanted, 
To be with me and be there
I wanted to be there for you too
Be together till we could be,
But we always knew better.

We spent hours together,
Talking about our future together
What it could be like for us
It would be beautiful and amazing
But we always knew better.

No expectations from each other,
Still wanted more from each other,
We tried our best to be together
for as long as we could be 
But we always knew better.


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FRIENDS: A FOREVER BE

You and I are strangers
Obviously don't want any danger
Craving; thirsty and of hunger
Oh! everyone avoid a pretender

You are from afar somewhere
Of which we share something not fever
Camaraderie and ideas so tender
Honesty no doubt a big waver

Maybe in a lifetime once we'll meet
Or maybe will never have chance for a meal
However, If we can settle for a deal
A relationship we can build real

Try to feel, try to feel
Life is like the round wheel
Up and down it does turn
Short or over may give you a burn

Persons everyday come and go
Unto your hands lays the choice
Don't be the unpredictable bingo
Rather humbly be precise...

Friends that we can, forever be
Of pair: A gentleman and a lady
Regardless others say, be steady
Near perfect combination we may be

by: olive_eloi
5:22pm
01/09/2014
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The Long Way Home

trotting across my back field
there’s a storm brewing-in
it’s misty friend is climbing 
through the cold, prickly wires

Delicately drenched, 
as wet as 
a dog’s kiss,
there’s a-storm brewing-in
it’s casual pal is breezing-
bothering the wicker trees.

his smile- 
brightens my mind 
like the italian renaissance.
inhaling red tipped 
cigarettes 
we chat under the glistening leaves. 

But there’s a storm brewing-in
it’s hamper full dirty laundry
is drying-
stringing across my back yard. 

his laugh-
is as pleasing 
as old dogs learning new tricks.
Just one more outburst, 
and I swear this storm will turn to stone. 

I bask-
his attention is as gratifying 
as a masters gentle stroke
just one more round of 
darting eyes and light hearted jokes.

I realize now, 
He grumpiness does best
to protect what’s raw and rare-
from the snakes who try to tear us away from home.

Like stumpy cigarettes, 
hanging off the tips 
of tough our lips. 
we’ll share each other’s worlds.
Yes, Like stumpy cigarettes, 
hanging off the tips 
of tough our lips.
Come- 
let’s melt into each other’s worlds.


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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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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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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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The journey

As I lay in bed there dreaming.
Lowered down in silent screaming.
into a world of silent shadowed shores.

In the waters bleak and freezing.
In a time I wander teasing.
Seeking out the life I so desperately sought before.
                                                                                                                   Then a tree so distant tall.
leaves that tumbled unto a call.
Lightly falling glades of silvery seeds, 
glistening upon the shadow shaded shore.
                                                                                                                    Reality it came to me.
The time that left the time that be.
insightful colors joyous glee
growing life from guilt of battered devils door.

Whence there upon a breath I took.
A whitened light the shadow shook.
Smiles greeting journey of time that lie before.


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A Little Crazy

My poetry is normally thought provoking that its insane 
Word rhyming that can rip up the direct thought line in the brain 
Words so hard they concrete steel bars locking on the mind with chains 
Words bleeding that they mentally leave thought with stains 
Writing my life away before I die in a world with no change 
I take *****in poetry so serious its my only range of life written about our past experienced death pains
 We all going to die someday in someway so we best look for someway in this some kind of day before you lay your head down as you pray past this darkness looking at the sky gray so please Lord help me do something the people can face with the uttermost respect regardless of gender sex or race
 because someday we all going to go A Little Crazy in this crazy place.......


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The Repetition of Pain

my heart is bleeding
tears and blood dripping from insanity.

how cruel can life be 
so many drops of rain and still i find reality

it is so cold to be found
in a place where i never wish i would be

it is breaking me down
to the core of the earth that drives me out to what 

i want to be.

and i pray with my knees on the ground

my hands held up high 

because i dont want to say goodbye.
and i realised

i dont have a choice

and i seek and hunt for the dreams i wish

my head held up high

because this is who am i 
and i realised

i do have a voice

i will shout out loud
i will cry in pain
i will yell out loud
when my journey with you begins ..

i will scream out loud
i will take the pain
throw it away

and i will live a new day.

and i pray to God
i pray to Him

Please give me hope

Please give me strength 

to live for just another day


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THE BOOK OF KINDNESS AND LOVE

THE BOOK OF KINDNESS AND LOVE 

In the Queens' cloisters 
Lay a book 
A Book called Kindness and Love 
The greatest of them all 
For you cannot have Truth ,without kindness 
For you cannot have The Wise Way ,without love 

Such a book 
Resting on blue velvet 
Each page... 
Beaten gold 
Letters of jet 

This was a book 
More beautiful than the sky 
More magnificent then a castle 
Touched by a Heartstone 
Passed on by a hundred Queens 
A book , to learn by 

A page turned 
A new verse learned 
Pages turned for centuries 
Yet the book never ends 
Deep inside the message wends 
Kindness and Love 

I traced a verse, 
with a finger 
A strange warmth 
Whispered words 
Filled me 
Love too 
This is not magic 
It is love 
Felt by me 
Felt by you 

A Book of coloured sunsets 
Held in trust by the Queens 
On blue velvet 
A Book called Kindness and Love 
The greatest of them all 
For, you cannot have Truth, without kindness 
For, you cannot have the Wise Way, without love 


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Karma

You spoiled me with gifts
You always helped me out
You said you'd always be there
You were all I was about

I eventually let my walls down
I finally let you in
It only lasted 2 months
I'm not gonna let u win

You tricked and deceived me
Everything was all just a lie
Other girls you did see
Your bulls**t I did buy

But I learned real quick
I finally caught on
I kicked you to the curb
And now your f**king gone

I'm a great, loving person
You obviously could not see
Your not gonna bring me down
Your just another faded memory

So be a cocky, selfish, dick
And chase after tail
Tell all your bulls**t lies
Cause at life you will fail

Cause when your old n gray
And there's no more drama
A lonely, sad life you'll lead
So haha F**k You, that's karma


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Will not Make me Fall

You can crush me, beat me, call me out name
The same fact remain, that I will stay the same
You can cheat, trick, remain to call me a *****
But in my heart I will remain rich
You can bounce me around like basketball
But you will not make me fall


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Lost and Found

To imagine after all this time that has gone by,
    I would be talking to the one that once caught my eye.
Out of nowhere one day she just seemed to appear,
   Just so incredibley surprising to me after all of these years.
Sharing all those thoughts and dreams we once had ,
   How we laughed at those days yet it made us a bit sad.
For the feelings I did not know she had for me ,
   It only makes me wonder what our lives would be.
Our hearts now beating as they did back in the days,
   How we are acting like children going out to play.
The love I feel for her has never felt so strong,
   A love that once was I thought was forever gone.
But to my excitement I can honestly & sincerely say ,
   The love that was lost has been found and here to stay.
This thing we have found in this love between you & me ,
   Joy and happiness for the rest of our lives is what I see.
TAC


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The Prom Corsage

I hadn’t seen her in over twenty years,
but I knew her face on sight;
I should have asked her to the senior prom - 
instead, we both stayed home that night.

High school friends who never went on a date
because I was too afraid to ask her out;
In retrospect, the signs were there,
but I harbored a young man’s doubt.

Now, with two decades left behind us,
in a foreign land far away,
I stumbled upon my old high school crush
not knowing just what to say.

She was quite surprised to see me -
coincidences had put us there.
She was a successful corporate lawyer;
I was travelling without a care.

We shared pictures of our children;
Told snippets about our life;
Her husband was back in America;
I had just divorced my wife.

The bartender made his last call;
Nostalgic smiles were on our face;
We kissed and hugged goodbye again
as I quickly got out of that place.

I was glad to have gotten to see her,
though it made me feel inept again;
I wondered if we would have made good lovers
or if it were best kept just as friends.

She was in my thoughts as I wandered
around Europe with my back pack;
I promised that I would look her up again
in three months when I got back.

I read about her on the Internet
and cried when I saw the story;
She had died in an auto accident - 
leaving behind her girl and boy.

It happened one week after
our chance meeting in that bar;
They said an old high school year book
was found with her in the car.

Her letter was in the pile of mail
waiting for me when I got home;
She wrote she was glad to see me - 
on that trip she felt so alone.

She admitted to having a crush on me
back in our high school days;
She kept waiting for me to ask her out
until we went our separate ways.

She thanked me for keeping it casual
in the bar that fateful night;
She probably would have gone back to my room
and she knew that wouldn’t be right.

She asked me to remember her
but not to try to get in touch;
She’d rather me stay a memory
than get to know me a little too much.

I visited her in the graveyard
one day in the early spring,
and left a prom corsage there
as my final offering.



A Fictional Tale


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Seconds in a year

Seconds in a year

A minute have sixty second,
An hour have sixty minutes,
Week have seven days,
A months have about thirty days,
How many seconds in a year?
Seconds in a year,
Is twelve, twelve seconds in a year,
Yes twelve seconds, 
Twelve chances,
Answer of year plan.


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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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AS MUCH AS I CAN, I WILL

I will laugh as loud as I can..
Laughter that comes within me..
Laughter that shakes even me..
Laughter that may end up to tears..

I will smile as wide as I can..
A smile showing evenly my teeth..
A smile that goes all thru my eyes and lips..
A smile that may melt and encourage you to smile..

I will sing as like a nightingale..
Hitting the high and low notes..
Dancing even in carefree..
Until, I own a space of mine..

I will care as much as I can..
Remembering that Caring is act of charity..
Putting into mind that life will be better..
Doing it now not tomorrow..

I will forgive as I much I can..
For God from heaven, forgives me too..
For this will keep peace into the world..
For this will end feud or war..

I will love as much as I can..
Bearing into mind that this what my God wants..
Showing unceasingly without asking for return..
Knowing this will tight the world's bound..

by: olive_eloi
9:45pm
12/11/2013
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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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FRIEND, A HEAVEN SENT

You are my friend..
Come show your hand
Memories we bot had
By gones still be a fad

You are my friend..
I will always understand
For you, I'll take a stand
Uncertain it maybe, no run

You are my friend...
I do not like ever to bend
Try and try we will mend
Love and care always ascend

You are my friend..
I will extend a hand
Even my life I will tend
From God, You are heaven sent

by: olive_eloi
11:46am
01/22/2014
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TIME TO TIME

tomorrow, I must face my fear...
tomorrow, I must set aside my anxieties..
tomorrow, I must live a better me..
tomorrow, I must forgive and forget...

If today tears fall down, It's but fine for I'll laugh soon...
If todAy sweats drench me, It's but normal I work hard...
If today I eat with ganacity, It's okei I need it..
If today Someone lied, sooner or later there is veracity...

further and further I'll try to run...
slower and slower, I'll got to bloom..
strength by strength, I refuse to gloom ..
I don't want to be in big doom.

by: olive_eloi
oct. 22, 2013
2:21am
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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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JUST BECAUSE

A different time and generation 
No spoken words could say more 
When touch was not just a feeling 
You could be rich when you were poor

And a smile was like the sunrise 
Eyes could make time stand still 
Beauty was in the moment 
No ticket needed to have a thrill

You could court without a judge back then 
A date could be a Sunday drive 
Dreaming was done while awake
No need of power drinks to feel alive

Life wasn't techno managed 
Engagement could be a surprise 
Watermelon seeds and Double Cola 
On the Princess' hand a sparkling prize

Chocolate was more than candy
Boy or girl was discovered on delivery day 
Dinner meant more than eating
The outside world didn't get in the way

But these good ole days haven't disappeared 
On Francis Street they've taken pause 
Past and present seamlessly intertwined 
You can't explain it..
it's just because!

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I'LL BE GONE

Is my voice a melody?
Did it make you want to hear more?

Is my touch a caring one?
Did it sent you quivering for sometime?

Is my smile that awesome?
Did it invite you to know me much more?

Is my scent alluring?
Did it attract you to have some more?

Are my footsteps a familiar tone?
that for sometime you hear alike you turn..

Are my thoughts an inspiration?
Did it brighten your day somehow?

Is my time spent with you that enough?
ThaT I have left you lots memories..

Is "JUST BEING MYSELF" leave you a mark?
So, You will miss me when I'm gone?

by: olive_eloi
10:00pm
11/12/2013

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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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Heraldry And Tribute

I'm just a sputtering old fool,
Muttering old school rules,
When times made more sense,
And neighbors were your friends.

Now trapped by utter frailty,
And fear of today's reality,
My moistened eyes fasten,
Upon the new age reaction.

No longer do we aspire,
No longer do we inspire,
Religious or national pride,
For now we must take it all in stride.

That which can utterly,
Steal pride in God and country...
Oh I'm a sputtering old fool,
Just muttering old school rules.

You open doors and say Mamm',
You do everything you can,
You give to the poor and especially,
Love your neighbors, friends and family.

For it is in giving all that you have,
Caring, sharing and loving all you can,
Which tells the greatest story about you,
And lives on in heraldry and tribute.


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ONE DAY IN TIME

In time my head will stop turning,
My dreams will become a reality,
These rocks I see blocking my view,
Will become my bars of gold.
My name will be inscribed in stones,
Like the commandments for generations,
One day in time my future will come.

In time my blurry vision will clear,
My name will fill the books of history,
Standing tall in the hall of fame,
Side by side with the giants of the past.
When it happens I will be smiling,
Even in death my legacy will live,
One day in time my future will come.

You made it yesterday, you moved a spot,
The gap you left I am going to fill it.
Don’t look at me in the eye and pity me,
For even if you are one step ahead,
My destiny may come calling in smiles.
A new window and a chapter will open,
For one day in time my future will come.

Am not the tallest guy you see around?
And I am not your regular guy either.
I may not be clever or the smartest guy,
But I got brain that think what you doesn’t.
I fall day after day I pick myself up,
Stronger I stand picking every piece,
For one day in time my future will come.


Bernard Wachira
Copyright reserved
Email : benniekings72@yahoo.com


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THE SWEET SKY

                                                      THE SWEET SKY

                                            

                                                     A sky-borne swan
                                                          on the wing--
                                                  I  face true North
                                                   when it is Spring.
                                               Forgotten are sore wings
                                                       or broken heart---
                                                    I heed a call---
                                                     tears me apart


                                                    No sweeter sky
                                                that soars the mind---
                                                when sun and moon
                                                   Dance side by side

                                              North Summer nights---
                                                      the white nights call---
                                                   There is no time
                                                            to fret or stall---

                                           No excuses, no one to blame
                                                  in heading North
                                                  There is no shame.



                                                 Chorus:
                                                Thru White nights dance
                                                             both sun and moon
                                                     Each night they sing
                                                         a  different tune.

                                
                                                          Hang on tight--
                                                                     If you dare
                                                        Travel light,
                                                                    for it is far.
                                                          Come, join me Love,
                                                                   share this delight!
                                                           No thrill soars past
                                                          My white North Nights

                                                                  imagine days
                                                                that never end---
                                                                     bodies entwined---
                                                                   eternal blend

                                                                      CHORUS               

 June 2013

V Anderson-Throop


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You are the Good: I am the Evil

You are the light of a day,
I am the darkest of grays.
You are the significant Sun,
I am the forgotten Moon.

You are the sweet make-believe dreams,
I am the tragic nightmares.
You are a glorious angel,
I am a dreary demon.

You are the bright rainbow,
I am the dull rain.
You are the boat that floats,
I am the anchor that sinks.

You are the peaceful Valley,
I am the destructive war.
You are the tame beauty,
I am the wild beast.

You are the precious living,
I am the shallow dead.
You are the glistening stars,
I am the darkening night.

You are the wonderful strength,
I am the terrible weakness.
You are the beautiful heavens,
I am the unpleasant hells.


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BYE

                                                                                                                                       Bye Foe                                           
peers pressure, old folks lecture I neglect their chants though
Hold my hand mum, its a terrifying planet, buy me a helmet or else I am ready to go
why foe
 
Bye Family
Light up a candle for me
you all misplaced me, you clearly failed to handle me
turn my back on loved ones, I was cursed by them so I have the Ability
why family
 
Bye Habbits
cravings annoying like ceiling infested with mating rabbits
Yes you have brought me temporary satisfaction, but now the world labels us addicts
why Habbits


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Nothing Matters

Inspired by and based on L’Étranger by Albert Camus


I'm a stranger to you, even stranger to me
I'll pass you by like a memory
Of innocence and ignorant bliss.
I feel nothing every time we kiss

I feel nothing each day I'm alive
Nothing matters, we're all gonna die
When and how, I could not care less
I don't care for the life over which you obsess

It can be changed but should I bother?
This life is just like any other
So taciturn and disarrayed
Oh, didn't Mother die today?

Reflecting the sunshine on the blade of a knife 
To turn away or to take his life?
I stopped to think as he hit the floor
His breathless body took four more

Now I'm being punished for refusing to lie
If my life is the price then I'll sacrifice
I am not like you, I refuse to pretend
And if truth equals crime then I will not amend

It can be changed but should I bother?
This life is just like any other
So taciturn and disarrayed
Oh, didn't Mother die today?

But I found myself in this nothingess 
And learnt to embrace the indifference
The end is nearing but there is no pain
For some strange reason, I feel happy again

I'm a stranger to you, even stranger to me
My blind rage has washed me clean
Proud to say that in this life so absurd
I never belonged to your condemned herd

I could have changed it but I didn't bother
This death is just like any other
So taciturn and disarrayed
Oh, dear Mother, I'm alive again


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A Saga Awaits You

The crowd pushes as your soul pulls,
You along your path to obscurity,
Where the light is engulfed,
By the clouds of eternity...

Timidly you lag behind,
Lost in the eddies of time,
And slowly you trudge,
To the same old grind...

But for the one who sees,
Dreams in splendored color,
The seeker holds the keys,
As one searches for the other...

Sparks of desire flood your mind,
While the cold dark streets glow,
From burnt embers lost in time,
And mounds of dashed hopes below...

You thrash and flail in utter desperation,
And you need that which can not be known,
Unless one is seasoned by your imagination,
When the dream is passed and the hope is grown...
Then it comes to you in a flash,
Love must be shared to exist,
So to others your hope is passed,
And your light escapes the mist...

The seeker surveys the vast multitude,
To find the source of the light,
Where the gift of hope was shared and grew,
Piercing the thin veil of night...

And to these dreamers is dared,
A glimpse of wisdom anew,
For you who love and share,
A saga awaits you...

Prepare to finally see,
The source for finding purpose,
In all that you do and can be,
Lies in what you can do for us... 

For selfish deeds trap us, 
And kindness offers you much more,
Once you apply this to practice,
Blinding light will pour forth...

And as the secret is shared,
Love rekindles the awakenings,
Among all those lost and scared,
Wonder and awe the new day brings...

Remember the grandness of this tale,
The next time you find yourself lost,
For what you offer is the holy grail,
So much hope... for so little cost!

My Gull Wheels On!


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Silent times

Silent times

Sometimes, I really do not care
About anything at all
My mind goes kind of quiet then
My mode is kind of cool
And all I really want to do
Is sit here looking in
Forgetting all the world outside
Forgetting all the din

There’s a time to send ones energy
And circle it around
But then there comes a sacred time
When the harmony is found
Waiting there within the dark
To hold one cozily
A time to be in her soft clutch
And bask there happily.

Then when the muse has been recharged
It’s time to wander back
And let the words come pouring out
Cause just along the track
The wind, the flowers and dancing trees
Have replaced the mystery
So now the words they may flow free
With much more energy.


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JUST BE

I cannot lie to myself anymore but be truthful.
I should accept what I truly feel & move forward.
Never settle for anything less than what I deserve.
I still have to let go soon, lest it destroys me further.
And gives me false hope for obscurity nonetheless.
I know I can live without but I do not want to.
I know I have to escape this feeling of insecurity.
I have to pick up the pieces and build afresh. 
Something better than what I have in front of me.


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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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Daybreak

Desire is held in noble dream, inspired by the silence of night,
Willed to the merciless cold of senility, in a chill of evening darkness...
Our hands reach out to the perilous sky to catch a moon so still,
In the breadth of stars no dawn entombs us, as we cry for tomorrow rise

For the moon instills no shadow, nor rays that grace the dawn,
Nor buds of grass that silent grow where sincerity is born;
Like the simple sign of our quick decent into thoughts beyond the night
Or things obscured by spoken words, when a cooler breeze arrives

Come oh sun in solitude, rise children from their sleep,
Allow that that gives a faithful clue, to bid the night farewell,
Listen the call of a mockingbird, note lines on sincerity,
And caresses the daybreak with its early beams of light

By M.Norton


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My Life is Over

Lord, how???
How could this be?
That a shadow so despicable is allowed to trod the world 
So infuriating, so excruciating, so vicious
Is it really necessary? 

Lord, why???
Why must this be?
That this heartless, wretched spawn of Satan, 
leaves such severe sorrow wherever it goes.
So painful, so exasperating, so agonizing.
Will it ever end?
                     
My sorrowful soul, my aching soul
The light that once shone bright, that once flickered within
Has suddenly grown dim
There is now an open wound where my heart used to be
And I'm afraid it wont ever heal
I am weak, I am numb.
I am surrounded by the sounds of despair
I dwell in distress all my days
Hoping to wake up from this horrific dream
But I think I may have died in my sleep, I can't seem to wake up
Now all I have are memories
And that makes it even harder 
To accept the fact that you are never coming back
I curse the day it happened wondering why you and not me
Because my life as I new it was over,


Why Lord why,
I will never understand?
My mother, my best friend is gone forever
My life as I knew it is over.


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Capricorn, the mountain climber

Capricorn the mountain climber

The goat he is relentless
He'll cimb the higest hill
Just a wee bit at a time
With his gigantic will
He tends to take life seriously
But he can laugh at his own self
This man will try to seek his fortune
And accumulate some wealth.

He be the father of this Earth
He likes to take control
And sometimes he will be considered
As drab, and often dull
He's reliable, you can count on him
When you need to get things done
He'll often work so very hard
He'll forget to have some fun.

He has a lot of patience
And he can put his mind
A hundred percent on anything
And him you'll often find
Working out some problem
Until he gets it right
And for the people in his life
He'll put up quite a fight.

23 September 2013 @ 1422hrs.


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Empty (Lyrical Ballad)

The flame that I once held
The one that shone bright
Within the ground will meld
On this merciless cold night

The empty night
Will flood with rain
Tonight I fight
Just to stay sane

Dimensions of pain
Will fill the sky
Within this rain
Hear my feint cry

The mistress will fade
The skies will cry
Diamond to jade
Ambition to die

Within that lost soul
Resides a key
Within her
I find me


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A Man With Rhyme to Reason

The headlights were upon me, with no time to react
My mind and body shut down, so I never felt the hard impact
I remembered not using my seatbelt; I didn’t want to wrinkle my new suit
I was being honored for an accomplishment in my lifelong work pursuit

When my life flashed before my eyes, I was disappointed with what I saw,
There was no rhyme to its reason; there were no answers to any cause.
I saw a lifetime of selfishness with vanity as its only gain
I prayed for a miracle to allow me to change my awful aim

The first lights that I saw looked like heaven’s pearly gates
Then I heard those beeping sounds from hospital machines that I hate
No one was in the room with me, for reasons my vision made perfectly clear
But I had been given a second chance and there was nothing left for me to fear

It took a year for me to recover, with plenty of scars to mark the way
But now I had a mission; I visited the children’s ward almost every day
I met a lovely therapist who soon would be my beautiful wife
And now I had new purpose to go along with my brand new life

The papers all reported about the horrific accident that I had
They said it changed a corporate mogul into a simpleton, gone half-mad
I gave away all my money to charities that wear other peoples' names
But I am richer in my poverty than at any other time in this game

I give thanks to that driver, who fell asleep behind the wheel
And I don’t care that there’s no one who quite understands just how I feel
The old me died that night and as answers to my desperate prayers
A man with rhyme to reason is now left standing here


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Loving Peanut

When you entered my life
I found a new kind of love,
One which I could not ever deny,
Oh how it fills me up!

Oh yes, I love you Peanut!
I long for your touch,
You're all I can think of,
Oh how you make me sigh!

Now married, man and wife,
To an angel from above,
Yes I dream of you every night,
I love you oh so much!

I'll be ever yours Peanut,
I need your gentle touch,
Just hold me close, Peanut,
For the rest of all time!

Now for years you've been mine,
Filling my life with your love,
Poetry just could never describe,
The power of your love!

And so thank you, my Peanut,
For all that you have done,
A life loving Peanut,
What a wonderful life!


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A Better Life...

A Better Life

I don't know why she hides,
I don't know why she shivers,
I don't know why she cries,
I don't know why she quivers,

Daddy's girl is all alone,
And I don't know how to help her,
Daddy's world is all but blown,
And I don't know what to tell her,

What happened to her confidence,
And her self assured way,
Which used to be so prominent,
In all she did or would say,

Who stole my little girl’s heart,
And drove her to such confusion,
She now slowly does her part,
As if all she has is illusion,

She knows I would kill any other man,
For doing such harm to my little girl,
But this is much more than I can stand,
As it has forever blown apart my world,

They took ‘steps’ to the next level,
And now they each look to me in despair,
I warned them each to be careful,
But the forbidden fruit they shared,

Now I look at one without trust,
Yet I still love my son so very much,
I still hold her distant as I must,
But she needs Daddy’s healing touch,

Why do I have to be the bad guy,
When my children need my help,
I pushed one out and I still cry,
While I can't help her help herself,

There is no way to win here,
And my tears won't stop falling,
I have lost them both I fear,
And my fears won't stop calling,

I don’t know what to do anymore,
Or how I can help either of them,
Both children my heart cries out for,
But the truth is neither can win, 

And for this my darling kids,
I am so sorry I can’t decide,
Which to disown or which to kiss,
When I am actually on both your sides,

So I pray that both her and him,
Of whom I am so very proud,
Do not give up and become victims,
Who wear this pain like a shroud,

I pray both of you hear my advice,
Get over this hardship and understand,
This lesson with its terrible price,
Is one where you do as best you can,

To forgive and move on from here,
Without Dad having to choose a side,
And to let go of all that you fear,
If you want to grow to have a better life.


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A Hopeless Being

A Hopeless Being.
 

Oh Lord! Before in hell forsake,
dreams do remove from all the men;
strip them, their hope away do take,
or shall in hell rebel again.
 
The dreams I dream they aren't mine,
but of that learner courting hope,
at nightfall are a humble shrine,
in peaceful slumber envelop.
in sleep such obscure visions come,
while vulnerable am I whole,
the hostile sights my heart do thrum,
in mixed melody is my soul;
their beauty what does signify,
and those faces that are ne'er real!
Now do our breaths they dignify
or negate all --that we do feel.
Is poor most a dreamless being,
with flightless nights and yearnings sour,
his curse is a mind of stable seeing,
disowning growth forevermore.
Isn't useless hope that ne'er pays,
is present yet as thin as air,
though in the eye it always stays,
but to the reason seldom there;
these drinks of dreams I do condemn,
but life and death come from this cup,
I might have given up on them,
but will they ever give me up.
 
R.N.Khan, © 2012


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My Gull Wheels On

As a child empowered by youth, 
All is wonder, 
All is truth, 

Faith projecting as a wake, 
A child of God, 
Runs free these days, 

Oh Lord, I have been so blessed, 
To know your love, 
Feel your caress, 

Now I watch as the children play, 
And loving tears swell, 
...Thank you for this day. 

To feel the warm sun, wind and sand, 
A glorious gift, 
A glorious plan, 

Watch the seagulls as they wheel and dive, 
Searching for scraps, 
Screeching in delight, 

Never do they question - nor do they ask, 
For more than they need, 
Or more than they have, 

And in this spirit so free and strong, 
I live, learn and love, 
As my gull wheels on!

My Gull Wheels On
aka Michael Wilson


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I want to marry The Princess

I want to marry The Princess

I saw her wearing traditional attire,
I want to marry the princess.

I saw her in the royal palace,
I want to marry the princess.

I saw her whispering royal language,
I want to marry the princess.

So kind of her to Royal maidens,
I want to marry The Princess.

Princess is the best cook i have tasted her food,
I want to marry a princess.

Princess request and don’t command i have learnt her,
I want to marry the princess.

Princess loves a singer and a poet,
I want to marry the princess.

Princess need loving and caring man,
I want to marry the princess.

Princess said i worth to be heirs,
I want to marry the princess.

Though i am a commoner, straightforward and clear,
By dozens of songs and poems i marry The Princess.


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The soul of the virgin

The soul of the virgin

Our Virgin is so practical
So critical she be
She’s always hard upon herself
Her words come loose and free
If she thinks that you have let her down
She’ll tell you this is so
She’s very clever with her hands
And she really likes to know.

She does her best in everything
Meticulous is she
She be one of the clever ones
She’s kind and she will be
A boon to anyone who needs her
She’s so dependable
She can’t abide in ugliness
Of any kind at all.

She has a downer on herself
She thinks she is not liked
She analyzes everything
She can look into your psyche
She won’t be fooled by anyone
And she worries about her health
Just to get to know this lady
Is a valid source of wealth.

12 August 2013 2 1300hrs.


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GOD's REBEL

I remember times when I had no 9 to 5
Drugs just wasn’t my grind
Too many stories of family and homies losing they lives
Not all of them homicides or suicides
But some still gone doing time
Been so long they’re blurred images in my mind
So at that time I promised myself I wouldn’t be that same type
Even though I’m evil and do wrong
For my mom I would still try to live half right
And keep moving on
Hits from the bong help me get along
help me keep my cool
Cause sometimes I wana murder fools for the bull I’ve been through
That’s why I live like I don’t care enough
My anger keeps building up
So before I erupt I take another puff
Cause I keep messing up giving into the DEVIL
U can call me GOD’S REBEL
Even though my hole is dug
GOD still holds the shovel
Cause I haven’t fully given into my sins
Cause if I ever did then my life ends and the DEVIL wins
So I pray at night FATHER FORGIVE ME, AMEN.
Cause I know I won’t do what is always right
That’s why I try to stay right in my mind
And as I go on my grind
I got to say THANK YOU TO MY MOM and to the hard times
Cause without them I swear I should of already died
But I’m still here still down to ride
Just a lot more wise
I no longer mess with the bull-ish
I just focus on my grind
And never quit.


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I COULD SEE

Look what you've done for me
you helped me find my song
You had the faith to believe
even though it has been so long 

Listen to this amazing melody
it was still right there all the time
Until your lyric touched my heart
I had no rhythm.. I was blind

You began to play your music
the voice within me moved in sync
I was reaching out to you girl
and in that moment I could see
In that moment I could see

My life's ballad was to be a duet
now I knew what had been wrong
For years I'd been singing solo
Yeah, I had needed you all along

Together we've got sweet harmony
oh girl, I just love the hard beat
Making music with you all night
when this song ends gonna hit repeat

So play me all your music now
let's groove we got chemistry
Our songs.. let's move together
let's explore how good we can be

You began to play your music
the voice within me moved in sync
I was reaching out to you girl
and in that moment I could see
In that moment I could see
I could see
I could see
I could see
I could see

Date: 7-6-14


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WHO WILL

On solid familiar fertile ground
My humbled set of feet stand
I work diligently avoiding demand

Total Independence, I tried and found
Trials and problems, I did mount
Indeed like a boxer, I pound and been pound
A fight not in ring but on land

There are teardrops in my eyes
There are laughter and smiles you saw
There are shoutouts I said in law
There are memories I leave raw

Who will come to cherish these?
Who will come to pass these?
Who will come and do the same?
Not for money, power or fame

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olive_eloi
12:05 pm
01/13/2014

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LOVESONG TO AN ALASKAN FISHERMAN

LOVESONG TO AN ALASKAN FISHERMAN

If tame you want 
Tis fool you’ll get
In fishing North high seas
But if you go a trolling
And you catch a fish like me
Prepare for love ---prepare for war
There’s not a moment’s peace
And you’ll forget flushed one nightstands
And follow schooling breeze

Oh-- I had loved you mighty
Knocked the pluck right from your chest
Gave you babes and warmed your nights
And wove your babes a nest
And fool you were to throw back in
A love that topped them all
But one last chance awaits you here
To heed bold Nature’s call

So head inland and fight the gales
That plague this stormy sea
Think of love that grabs your guts---
There is no fish like me.


Victoria Anderson-Throop
Valdez, Alaska
revision of poem written in 2012


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Frustration

Ever watched someone step on a butterflies wing
Or have someone take one of your things
Thought you saw the truth in someone's eyes
Then you find out later it was all just a lie
Ever had someone change from friend to foe
As the world around you is stuck on "go"
You want to keep on dreaming a wonderful dream
To realize later it's not what it seems
You wanted to run, but found you can't hide
In a room where there's no one there by your side
I've been where you've been...
I've seen what you've seen
So my word of advice- for your life please take care
what you have now might not always be there.


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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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LIKE A COFFEE

Bright morning on the sidetable, I sat
Barely awake to relax on my butt
I began to search my favorite cup
For in early hours, it is a stat

In the range, I place a teapot
Checking sure the water is hot
Usual time, it rang on dot
Sending me signal ready it's hot

I place sugar, coffee and cream
Observing each grain drop in stream
I get a spoon stirring it round
Careful not to make any sound

I like not sweet nor bitter
The more I taste, it's better
So thus life, the more you live
The more things you will achieve

Of fortune and wealth
Of people's love and health
Of dreams and ambitions
Of contentment and satisfaction

Each year, a person gets older
I hope one doesn't get colder
Rather, he or she must be bolder
Pursue life's hurdles and wonder

Either of these, go with life's stir
Mixture of circumstances like elixir
Through every joys and tears
God is with you, don't fear..

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1:04am
01/29/2014
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One wonders

one wonders ? i know not what tomorrow will bring not even the next hour , can one see for we may never know the reasons why? we are here to life and later to die the endless question from the day of birth, what is it that brings us here one wonders? and for all that it is worth ? an after life a heaven or hell, which is it to be is one already here ,one wonders to whom can we tell ?each day brings differance , its a brand new day for nomatter the weather ,one is always in wonder for you alone can only be you, in all that you think in all that you do, nobody else as been given your role, nomatter what the people say it is as its always been, we just keep one wonders ? how quickly time past to arrive at the point were all questions are answered to all that one wonders .


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WITHIN FRIENDS

Black; brown; yellow or white
Wherever you came from
Rich; poor; young or old
Whoever you are

Professional, educated or not
No matter what status you are
Single, married bisexual
No matter what personality you have

We can be friends

Life is more colorful
When friends are dear and truthful
A shoulder to lean and cry on
A hand to squeeze and hold

Indeed, pals give comforts
Worth of fortunes like treasures
Whenever disagreements arise
True friends win for sure

True peers protects and cares
They understand and reassures
Forgetting any pressure
As they know all will are God's creatures

Friends are not selfish
Selfless like love in flourish
It is beyond time and description
It is far from extinction


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The Fault Was Your Own

The Fault Was Your Own

With these words,I wonder if I shall break your spirit.
With these stones and stick,I plan to break you.
With this bloody revenge,I will have you wholesomely.

As you slap away m hand let's say our fear is only great toward me yet your cowardice actions are full of jokes

You nothing more then an eye sore,To prideful to even realize that'll you'll fall break before the day is done.

Tick tock,Tick tock. Your clocks running thin,for if I a prideful beast breaks I'll be sure to bring you with me.

Ha,such a dirty creature do you think you can hold me using such unpleasant scene from a forgotten past?

Of course not these be not your past but you near future,Repeating everything over and over until it to much to handle.

Turn around and drink your poison. Even though your no more child you seem to carry a burden not you own,I will have no regrets ending you pitiful life.

How about I become you poison and let me end you futile life.
I will decided how I die and not let some stranger decided who I am.For that purpose I wield this sword.

What a foolish person,to wield a sword for the person you love is what it is and not for the sake of some unseen future.How can you possible care of a future when you stick yourself in a shell and refuse to leave a past that has forgotten you already.

When will you stop with your nonsense.I have no past therefore my future is chained up,perfectly awaiting me.Let me repeat your punishment so you know.

As this we recite the lines as one.

With these words,we will break out spirits.
With steels and spears,we shall break our body's.
With these bloody revenge,we have betrayed each other for the last time.


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A LIFETIME CHANCE

Are you trying to win my heart?
Go ahead take anything on a cart..
Each and every part..
Will have a function to impart..

So with yours..
Time to time your actions pour..
I don't mind to take a detour..
All wants to do and take feature..

So much makes me feel..
I don't bother for you here..
I don't mind for you are dear..
I don't want neither to scare or fear..

For I believe with you I'm rich..
Not of dangling like diamonds..
But with an affection, You cheerly clear..
More than companion, more than peer..

I want to warmly hug you..
Taking away any of your blues..
Minutes and hours our bodies glued..
Of passion not they judge rude..

I will soon be way to decide..
Determine to choose, what to take aside..
I hope I don't need to divide..
For I trust, God will abide..

Will I see you from a distance?
I wish so for an instance..
I don't like any finance..
All I treasure is what's us - a lifetime chance...

By: olive_eloi
4:11pm
12/11/2013

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Dinner For Two

In the beginning a girl meets a boy
A connection felt like shock waves
An entire lifetime seen in each others eyes
Still only babes barely out of school
Will you come with me and dine with me 
Dinner just for two

Time passes on but still feels like only yesterday
What was challenging is now made easy
Together boy and girl grew
A night on the town, a little playing around
Dinner just for two

Moving on in the world, finding their places
Never straying far from each others hearts
No longer does just a girl meet just a boy
Emerges woman to man, innocence gone
Responsibilities now playing their role
Days changing all on their own
Sacrifices made a sing song trade
Dinner just for two

Life continues somewhat different from the start
Younger days gone and spent believing 
In each others arms days and nights spent
Memories of a lifetime built together 
Days of yesterday the same in their eyes
Destined to be together for all time
Fate uniting their hearts and souls

Stolen moments, quick kisses, sweet embraces
Dinner just for two

Learning to hold on tight through life
When everything around you changes
Sometimes time stops when the rainbow ends
The pages of their journey's story still evolving
Reality and fantasy trying to hold their own
To make for an interesting adventure
Waves of emotion wash over each other

Come let us run away, get away if only for the day
Dinner just for two

Written by:  Shannon Deane
Written:  June 19th, 2011
For: P.D.'s Poetry Assignment

"Can honestly say that was the hardest form of poetry I have tried to attempt to 
date, I don't think I did enough justice, but this is the result of my rough copy, my 
apologies for the rough attempt"


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The Seagull

The seagull


In the winter light she limps through
Frozen snow on the frozen ground
In the deepest night the starlight
Guides her back to the colder town

Baby, baby bunting
Mummy’s gone a ****ing
Gone to fetch a wheelie bin
To bin her baby bunting in.

I don’t want my wife to find me talking to you as if I care
Can I take you somewhere warmer?
I know somewhere I’ll take you there

How the clouds hold the snow.
Up above our heads a seagull
Flies across the storm.
Snowflakes slit his skin like razors
Next to me that bastard’s warmer.

Out on the moor where the sheep are buried
By the barn door lay the babe I carried

And the icicles are forming
And the bicycles are frozen
Down the street there goes the chosen
Up his bum there goes the bosun

And the misery and torment 
Are the only things for what you’re meant
Can you pay me back what I lent
I don’t wanna get my head bent. 

The trawler trails the gulls
into the harbours arms again
The seamen spill into the alleys
Waiting for the great adventure.


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One Day You'll Make It Girl

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi



The Golden Girl...'jus isn't you...dear...in life...there are many roles.

Is sis...The One...or...am...I...'jus another...one...Mom 'n Dad...what's...my role?

Dolls...maybe the same...but...here's another game...money's tight...can't you see?

Chad's...so sweet...sis and he...well...oh well...if...I try harder...could I be?


If life is hard...it only gets...harder...girl...sometimes there...are no answers!

Mom 'n Dad...lied...love alone...isn't enough...life...though...sometimes...answers!

When the well...is deeper...the pain...grows 'n grows...girl...hang on through!

Golden Girls...dolls and boys...the streets...are longer...till you see...it through!


Girl...one day...you'll make it...the world...is the oyster...and...you're the pearl!

Girl...one day...you'll make it...your sister's...not the only...one...you're the pearl!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!


Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!


When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!

When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!


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ANOTHER SEASONS PAST

Autumn's past horizon's 
whose clouds coast above the trees
woodland paths are dusted
with the falls of the turning leaves

Four corners of the Winds
in summer exhales release their breath
another season's gone
and lay's to the past it's death

Often my mind has danced
in the corridor's of the earth
where winter's snow has melted
hastening the springs new birth

I've rambled down many roads
and I've sang a many song
been scratched by weeds and brambles
and waded in the worlds wrong

Bridges on the road I've crossed
upon the many paths    that man has trekked
but only one road can lead you
upon a course which is circumspect 

It was always for you
every path I ever sought
every step I ever made
the ones my heart was taught

I desire not gold or silver
but the nectar of your lips
a wine so intoxicating
the truth like honey drips

Like the passing of the seasons
and the lives you so enrich
truth and beauty enhances life 
there's no question of choosing which


COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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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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All in great time

Don't stand at my grave,
An weep.
I'm not no long there.
I'm forever asleep
In a peaceful place.
You may look up,
  To the sky.
Maybe even daydream 
 Of are memories...
 I just ask this one
  Simple thing ...
Please don't cry,
Upon that stone
With my name engraved,
Cause that body is,
No longer mine...
I'm not there...
But I'm here somewhere at ease..
 Share are memories 
Tell are stories.
Cherish ever moment,
And soon enough.
ALL IN GREAT TIME
Forever by my side,
But it's not your time,
So get up and dry
Your crying eyes...
I'll be here no rush..
Together soon enough...
Don't give up...


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A GUARDED SEX

A lot says they like me
A lot says they want me
A lot dares to need me
A lot dares to love me

But, who can I trust?
To whom can I entrust?

I permitted love thrice
Perhaps, these made me despice
Most men alike and entice
Intentions appear bad not nice

I never fear this so called sex
How these persons put in context
Sex - a physical expression of love
If love or just lust, comes my doubt

How I want to share that feeling
Fast heartbeats and ragged breathing
Climax or pleasure unending
Whole night til dawn sleeping

I am on a careful guard
Even If my body retards
Or it will be a little hard
Don't even care if long ward

As this can wait
this can wait

by: olive_eloi
9:42am
01/20/2014

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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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The old Man

The old man sat up in his bed alone
Tired and hurt by his pain
Not wanting to face the breaking day
Not wanting to do it again

He tried to push the memories away
And think of happy things
But he was tired of this Old World
And the ache that it brings

As he looked around his rumpled room
His life looked back at him
The elusive will to live was gone
And every thought was dim

For you see, he lived a dreamer’s life 
A life that always seemed
That everything he ever tried or did
Was caught up in his dreams

He was going to do all things right
His Life would be a breeze 
But when the final act was played
It brought him to his knees

The one he loved the most in life
The one he gave his heart
She Slowly pulled away from him
And left him in the dark

Alone and broken, ashamed and sad
He knew she wanted more 
He could see it in her eyes and thoughts
As she walked out the door

Maybe tomorrow he reasoned aloud
They will find me dead
All I have to do to make it true
Is put a bullet in my head

But I’m not going to do it that way
That crazy lousy *****
If I hadn’t married and thought it out
Today I would be rich

Hell, I’d be in partying in Vegas 
rollin and shooting the dice
with A girl on each of my arms
I wouldn’t even think twice

I will look and find me happiness 
I can find me another
Young, bouncy, kinda dumb
A lover undercover

Why the heck did I stay so long
She ought to be thankin me
Try getting that boob job now
And you called me crazy


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whacked

The tree of life feels the woodsmans axe, and thinks such is life when the timber cracks, and consciousness is free, departing from this tree, not dead the spirit see, the tree of life is whacked, let the buggers be! re: " Hammer In Hand" Debbie Duncan by Don


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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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"Ballad of Dreams"

Oh sweetest stars, sing remedies
show me where my life will go
show me all those paths unknown
Until the morning star shall rise

Oh sweetes stars, sing remedies
lead my true love onto me
show me where our hearts will be
until the morning star shall rise

oh sweetest stars, sing remedies
turn this reality into a fantasy
where I am careless and so free
until the morning star shall rise

oh sweetest stars, sing remedies
show me when the lights go out
what my days were all about
until the morning star shall rise.

oh sweetest stars, sing remedies
oh! Jubilant scenes of mockery!
how bad i wish to be reality
until the morning star shall rise


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Goats

Goats

They’re everywhere
These pretty little creatures
On the serpent road to Exmouth
They be some of the features
Along with Emus, Kangaroos
And handsome birds of prey
These little goats be bountiful
They’re all along the way.

They be domestic goats 
Who’ve gone back to the wilds
Where they have bred one million fold.
As one moves along the miles
These little goats be seen so much
In their many shades and hues
Don’t know where they got their water
It be tough country too.

The weather here be hot and dry
As the sun bakes everything
And mostly here no rain does fall
To drinking water bring.
And yet these goats look healthy as
Such nimble little beasts
You’d see some dead there in the road
As the crows do have their feast.

That be the price of progress
That poor beasts have to die
That be the curse of human beings
Sometimes it makes me cry
Yet still they be so plentiful
These handsome little guys
Another little part of nature
That make love in me rise.


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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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The sunyassin

As far as I know this is a true story about Alexandra the great...Peter



The Sannyasin.

Alexander said to Dandamis
"Old man you come with me
For I need me a sannyasin
To take across the seas.
Hey you be just a beggar man
I'll make you rich indeed
You'll live a life of luxury
With everything you need.

Dandamis standing naked there
With silence in his essence
He had no fear at all did he
In the mighty leaders presence.
He said "I'll give you nothing friend
And there's nothing that I need
So Alexandra drew his sword
Tried to make the beggar plead.

Dandamis laughed and said these words
With power in his voice
"You can put that sword right through my heart
My friend, that be your choice.
But I left this body long ago
I have no use for it
So pierce this heart my fine young friend
It won't harm me a bit.

Alexander he was beaten
By a fearless beggar man
Though he had won most of the world
Dandamis foiled his plans.
The beggar said "You say you're great
But that's not true at all
For any man that thinks he's great
He be merely a fool


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The Old Oak Tree

In a meadow by the stream there stood a big oak tree
and now I think of all the things that tree has meant to me

The old tire swing hung from a limb was put up by our dad
and all day long us kids would play and oh' what fun we had

In the shade of that old tree whose limbs are now bent low
is where I met my one true love so many years ago

Was where I got my very first kiss under that old tree
and that old oak stood right there smiling down at me

We are all grown up now but how we loved that old tree
a place of refuge for us all a place where we were free

We all went back the other day to see just one more time
that beautiful tall old oak tree for ever etched in our mind 





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Receiving The Lord And Sharing His Word 4

You are what the Lord wants most,
Forget your past sins and start anew,
Remember that Grace is forgiveness,
And your faith in His grace will save you,

Good fruit will naturally flow,
Once the Lord has you upon the path,
And all of the seeds of faith you sow,
Will give others what you now have,

Your life will be filled with the light,
And this is the thing we must all share,
For in knowing we are wretches saved,
You can help others to be spared,

Once you find yourself on the path,
And temptation bothers you no more,
There is more work to do in your mission,
Until brotherly kindness becomes yours,

And there are gifts so glorious,
Which come to those sanctified,
Those practiced in the faithful walk,
To be used so the Lord is glorified,

But life gets us so caught up,
We may be saved but we may forget to play our part,
Forgetting reasons we have been given these gifts,
For we should always shine with all the love in our hearts.

We need to each be a road to the Lord's path,
We need to each always glorify our Lord,
We need to remember that being Christian,
Means we should be rejoicing in our reward,

For being Chirstian, doesn't mean,
That I am better than anyone else,
It only means that I find I stumble,
And I need the Lord's blessed help,

Finding the Lord did not make me,
A better man than anyone I know,
Rather it has made me understand,
How what I've done brought me low,

Receiving the Lord and sharing his word,
This is just a natural reaction,
One minute I am a man trapped by his sin,
And then a glorious thing happened,

I was forgiven all of my trespasses,
I then felt the rush of the spirit,
And then came a whisper so quiet,
So quiet, you could hardly hear it,

It told me the price of this gift,
Was to follow where it would guide,
To simply live a life of love,
And by the commandments abide.

Michael Wilson


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I know You Cape Breton

Hey, how are you

	Have you heard this one?
	Where there’s a midnight sun

		Listen to me now,
		Listen up young one
		One day I left someone

	Where did you say
	you were going?
	She looked so sad
	with her tears showing

		showing her a map of you,
		around the world to you,
		flying so fast at you,
		I left my Papua New Guinea,
		my home sweet home for you.

			So... like déjàvu, 
			You look so...
			Do I know you?
			No, don't say no...
			I know you!
			you were in my dreams

	You know that moment, 
	when you see her, 
	smile,
	the light,
	that shines, 
	that lifts you high 
	into outer space so high

oh how I longed for you,
Just you and me,
your seasons, my wonder..
I wonder when thunders,
remind my mind, 
my sleeping child,
suddenly awake,
But Nova's away..

	They say people say,
	you'd miss home, 
	you'll miss POM..
	you said no,
	No, No, No
	you'll be home
	From winter to Autumn
	Just you and I
	you'll be fine

		So when the leaves fall,
		Or when snow falls,
		Remember me,
		Remember us,
		Our time, may be dying,
		Maybe someday I'll find,
		My child no child,
		and the sun so fine,
		I'll be home bound,
			To my Ocean playground..



					
			



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The Artist and The Poet

There aint no other way how to put it or how to say it,Im the Artist and the Poet/
 Through my created creations I show it/ Im gonna rize to the poetic mountain top before you even know it/
 This my poetry and self-made concrete art only I control it/ So all ya critics out there behold it/
 I was gone for a minute locked up and locked down trapped inside concrete/ 
I was at work the whole time my poetic skills only got better they did not sleep/
 Now I arize through shackles and chains I now know true defeat/ 
Im here to stay Im the artist keeper the true se7en poet of keep/ 
I will do what I gotta to be poetically remembered the day I go se7en feet deep/
 But for now my life upon ya'll I lyrically creep/ 
My thoughts are one of a kind they cannot be replicated/ 
Im so relevant now fifty years from now I still wont be outdated/ 
Its your coice you can love it or you can hate it/ Go ahead haters debate it/ 
Still Im the Artist and the Poet thats my motto statement/ 
A whole empire of poetry and artwork since lockdown I have painfully with pleasure created/ NEVER AGAIN WILL MY ART AND POETRY BE UNDERRATED/
 I was nothing before all the time spent in concrete and confinement/ 
Now Im truly poetic with artistic assignments/ Anything I draw I can also rhyme it/
 There are more to my tattoos each one has a story and a meaning behind it/ 
I knew there was hope in poetic art I just had to find it/ 
All I got to say now is "F@#k ya'll who wanna Doubt me/ 
F&%k all dat shyt you judge me like Im on American Idol when you dont even know shyt bout me/
 Your vision of life is blurry and your death thoughts seem to be a lil cloudy/ 
I am a Poetistic Diamond in the rough it was God it wasnt you who found me/ 
Now I know more people from around the way gon crowd me/ where money and trouble again will surround me/
 I was a lost gem on lockdown waiting to shine, waiting to poetyically explode/ 
A natural born poet carving out my own road/ Living by my own F%$#%ckin poetic codes/
 I can't be rhymefest free when I get lost in that poetic mode/ 
My Time is almost here/ I been waiting for this momnet all f&&%&ing year/ 
I cant believe I made through many concrete shed tears and many unheard of outside fears/
 My freedom day is near I will not blow it/ 
This my time now homie I control it/ Im concretely the smartest writer even if you aint know it/
 MAKE WAY PEOPLE FOR THE SE7EN KING ARTIST AND POET


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In Youth-less Age

In Youth-less Age
 


Though gentle, hopeful drifts we brood,
but age our wont be kind enough,
in threescores is when life imbued,
will partial be the earthly stuff;
but you'll still be my fancy then,
when Suns shall be the Shallowest,
and dry as those days --my fingers, pen!
Diluting the persistent best;
then shall I my own mind bereave,
when servile times would near a close,
but will your eyes, mine still deceive,
that greater truth than life propose.
The understanding of our earth,
up till we stay, --the way shall give,
entwine when with a lovers mirth,
we not our age but more shall live;
there I shall be a part of you,
though life may still not worthy be,
but time the hearts as one does sew
and breeds the soul's eternity.
 
Soon ladies fine with auburn head,
in youth's subservience shall grow,
with shadows white and lips blood red,
to whom the haste --the world will owe;
but, by the words that reason frowns,
and those that cost if cared for less;
within the gardens, across all towns,
just you my dame this heart possess,
as your my gardens cherished fruit,
could time nor age do you wrong,
your grace can shift a hand from mute,
such do my rhymes to you belong,
and the words, claims that come to me,
be their center, and my days renew,
until the time this soul is free,
and life us quells, an end pursue;
the end of the sojourn we made,
shall love then still be intense more,
when breaths and sight move to a fade,
like youth, your age --I shall adore.
 
R.N.Khan, © 2012


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Zanaku, grey wolf.

He walks at night,
It sleeps by day,
Basking in the moonlight,
Or so they say,
With the form of a wolf,
And the soul of a man,
With a tale that can move,
And a mind that can plan,
With a coat of gray hair,
And eyes always crying,
People seem to care,
People are always lying,
He howls at the moon,
So desolate and sad,
Good times go too soon,
As did all that he had,
Living in the woods,
So far from redemption,
Plagued by dark thoughts,
Too many to mention,
The gray wolf walks alone,
Carrying his past,
All that he called his own,
Found it hard to last,
Staring at the clouds,
And standing in their rain,
Find no relief from his constant pain,
Such a doleful look,
Calls on the heart to bleed,
Life gave and then it took,
All that he came to need,
So he rises to go,
Lonely, though no one cares,
As if they didn't know,
Lone wolves don't come in pairs.


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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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Listen

Listen to the buzzing, in your ears,
Listen to the humming, of your fears,
Listen to the baby, crying inside,
Listen to the pleading, in your lover's eyes.
Listen to the music, you have never played,
Listen to the sinner, who's never been saved.
Listen to the empty, silence of your mind,
Listen to the whispers, of man kind.
Listen to the never, heard nor seen,
Listen to the listener, who has never been.
Listen to the monkey, you know you really are,
Listen to the wise man, who's never been that far.
Listen to the dying, crying man,
Listen to the bottle, buried in the sand.
Listen to meaning, you never really meant,
Listen to the letter, you never really sent.
Listen to the lovers, who loved another one,
Listen to the brothers, torturing their mum.
Listen to the noisy, who never say a thing,
Listen to the silent, crying deep within.
Listen to the never, ever really said,
Listen to the dead man, laying in his bed.
Listen to the flying, dying man,
Listen to the solid, only made of sand,
Listen to the night time, they told you that was day,
Listen to the meaning, they stole an took away.
Listen to the singer, who never made a sound,
Listen to the thunder, in the lightning cloud.
Listen to the voices, you never hear within,
Listen to the last train's whistle, whistling.


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Oh I get down...

Oh I get down,
I still know how,
To go downtown,
And get real loud.

Save another of those whisky shots for me,
And put another song on the box for me,
Rack 'em up - c'mon let's play some pool,
Flirt with the girls...
...and act real cool!

Cause we're gonna get down,
And go downtown,
Get real loud...
...'cause we still know how!

I shake it up,
It's never enough,
I play real rough,
And love it up.

Save another of those whisky shots for me,
And put another song on the box for me,
Rack 'em up - c'mon let's play some pool,
Flirt with the girls...
...and act real cool!

Cause we're gonna shake it up,
And play real rough,
Love it up...
...'cause its never enough!

Save another of those whisky shots for me....


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Souless Society

Yeah Im living in a souless society, 
My people keep doing each other wrong so much its hard to get right with me, 
Its so dark with alcoholic violence that I can no longer see the light in me, 
Survival of the fittest I am no longer because there remains almost no fight in me,
 I struggle with death around one in all forms of variety, 
I am so low at times that there can be no one high as me, 
A lot of non-sense for my body I keep buying me, 
at the same time my own people keep fighting me, 
but its time I just say "**** it" 
and kick all that *****to the curve away in the bucket, 
I hate the truth so much that I start to love it, 
Creating a mind full of knowledge gold, a mind full of many nuggets, 
Now its time I face my own truth even if my own people lie to me, 
I can and I will overcome this souless price that seems too pricey, 
**** all that bull-*****I will rise out my own souless society


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NotBroken

introduction: We have two eyes, two ears, two hands, two feet but one soul.
We came to this world for many purposes, for many tests. And among all the tests, we are
here to find our perfect companion to make our lives actually complete and start a new
expedition. Two tracks merged into one that can never be separated. And to make the ground
not get cracked, we need to be that strong enough…no matter how many earthquake drives by.



When the glowing sun will shine,
I’ll start my quest to seek my fate
The moment when you will be mine,
You will know why you’re so great

Now, I’ve tried so hard to make you realize
You really don’t have to be afraid,
Of all the things you feel alive
Your soul is as elegant as a pure jade

When time comes we all have to go,
Because life never stays all frozen
And when the night falls upon your door,
I need you to be Notbroken.

When I’m gone, you be strong
I need you to wipe your tears and believe,
No matter how far away, I’m always here with you
As you’re my truth, my fate, my everything... 


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Another Yesterday Gone

Blankets of mist surround the air
Birds start singing their song
A new dawn arises, a new day begins
Another yesterday gone

Remembering your sweet loving voice
Your body close to mine
Your tender words and kisses
I wish could be frozen in time

Although I feel you with me
In life I'm all alone
Lost and stumbling 
Down the only road I've ever known 

Nights I lay here thinking
In my sleepless solitude
Grasping, clinging to a past
That doesn't let me choose

My shattered heart still bleeding
The pain too much to bear
I know I can't be mended
I'm broken beyond repair

Please don't leave me here
For I'm so lost without your love
I'm ready to go with you now
Through the gates of Heaven above...
 


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The sunny soul of the lion

The sunny soul of the lion.

Our lady of the sun
Never humble, she’s so proud
She loves to organize, and plan
She’s the Queen, this speaks so loud
To be her friend, gain her respect
And never let her down
She’s lovely when she’s happy
But please don’t make her frown.

Creative is her manner
She like to stand right out
When she’s there in any place
She’ll leave you with no doubt
As to who is going to run the show
But she’s very good at it
Anywhere this lady be
She’ll help out quite a bit.

Her sunny personality
Will get her liked by most
But she can be over bearing
And though she’s warm as toast
When she’s got a down on you
You’ll learn a heap on wrath
When that ladies on to you
You’ll do anything but laugh.

11 August 2013 @ 0606hrs.


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CHILD UNBORN

On a cold and bleak November day in a lonely
Deserted place a child unborn in its sanctuary
Lies asleep like a bud soon to bloom
A sacred gift, priceless, unique 
For a world that is rapidly dying

On a cold and bleak November day 
A mother's scent will it ever know
No special bond with another soul
No joyful offering of 'thanks', nor smiles, 
Nor welcome kisses that warm the heart


On a cold and bleak November day, the sky 
Draped in blankets of gray, hung low 
Over the horizon marked by fresh-fallen snow
An innocent life is taken in some unholy place
As consciences lay bound and silenced

On a cold and bleak November day, 
Freewill, once more misused, hovered 
In the shadows abused and clothed in shame 
Bore witness to one of many horrors   
The deliberate murder of the Innocents

On a cold and bleak November day a  hush  falls over Heaven
The Son of God pleads mercy as He alone dares to speak
God looks upon His only Son, once again, His anger subsides 
A new day is ordained-another chance to choose
A priceless gift to save the world some cold bleak day
 


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ONE IN A MILLION

Man of my dreams: my pair, my love team
Where have you been? my SPECIFIC dream
Winner it seems, my God blessed scheme
One in a million, once in a lifetime

With turns and breaks: it's measurable
Easy or hard time, it has been bearable
Prayers to God: nothing is possible
One in a million, once in a lifetime

Soon I'll be thirty, wise guy walk by
Shooting me on bull's eye, also tongue tied
ATTAINABLE mind's eyes, I'll give the eye
One in a million, once in a lifetime

Uncaring what others say, I am optimistic
Match made in heaven, a could be realistic
Altruistic stars and moon on synergistic
One in a million, once in a lifetime

Perfect in time, bells ring on one rhyme
Head over heels love and  old as the hills
Our heart's commitment, sealed to still
One in a million, once in a lifetime

(c) Olive Eloisa
revised: May 18, 2014
11:14 pm


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I Miss You

I miss you so much that I am sick
I fear forgetting your face will stick

I fear growing old not remembering
I wish your spirit is at rest and not lingering

What did you think of me in your last moment
I will never know if I was bliss or torment

Why do I suffer so about you
I don’t recall if I ever made you glow

It was so hard admitting how much I loved
You when you left me for above

I wasn’t allowed to go to your funeral
But my love for you will be eternal

Take me by the hand when I find hollow ground
The wind is a whisper in my ear just make the sound

If I saw you now how would I explain my pain
Would you just laugh at me, jeer with disdain 

I get a feeling in my stomach that cringes
It makes me rip doors off by the hinges


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A CUPID'S ARROW EFFECT

Cupid released his arrow
Oh to my heart it burrow
A small dent it did draw
Thus, heartbeat tremble not narrow

I look to him by the sides
My blushing face, I wanna hide
Lips smiling so lovely wide
Steadying even my feet so as not to slide

Catching my breath to speak
Unwavering not to run and hick
Words to utter, I carefully pick
Appearing firm not to be weak

It seems like the first time
This I know doesn't happen anytime
Hearing the wind of chimes
Praying now and then not whine

by: olive_eloi
9:24pm
01/02/2014


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You Had Me From Hello

You live a million miles away
So far across the sea
Still I search the reason why
Fate brought you here to me

I never dreamed I’d feel this way
From just one night with you
And always I’ll be wondering
If you still feel it too

If I could turn the hands of time
Or change the rivers flow
You wouldn’t drift away from me
I wouldn’t let you go

I live a lie of happiness
So no one sees my pain
Because I fear forever more
I won’t see you again

Time will pass and tears will fall
But still I won’t forget
For you’re the one night in my life
I never will regret

Memories and dreams
Are all that’s left to hold on to 
But while I hold the dream 
Someone else is holding you

You were my “Once in a Lifetime”
The moment of truth in my lies
Never will I find again
What I found when I looked in your eyes

My dreams are what keep me going
And I can’t wait to turn out the light
In sleep is when I am with you
And I don’t want to miss you tonight

I'm now just a memory in your past
You'll think of once in a while
But somehow, I know each time you do
My memory will make you smile

I'll always be your Juliet
And you, my Romeo
Always I'll be waiting
Because you had me from hello...


By Raina Hutchins


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THE WISHING WELL OF A SUN-RISE,

It is...within the tiny things of early morning, that moment breaths alive, it is within the tiny whisperings, that a melodye plays...like the very dear and the antelope, play home on the range.

so goes the melodye of heart beat, that plays quietly the songs of soul,

here a rhyme is born of day-light coming so soon, through the early morning eyes of the moon-light, and the starry dreams of twilight's transitioning...

into the light of a love letter written to dawn.

soul to soul conversing, as in this love letter, the letters just join hands with the words and just march across the sky...and at the end of the rainbow, there be plenty of golden time,

way down deep on the inside,

...as the inspired choir, of a bumble bee, or a butterfly, starts to sing, like tiny things that live,

flower to flower,
blossom to bloom,

watered and deeply cared for...

O' Eden.

I say, deep beneath the surface of a wishing well...where the pennies lay,

I wish a sun-rise.








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Why

We live we die and then we eat pie,
Sharing it with angels in the sky
To drown the sorrow and the pain
To stop time and start life all over again

But no, this is how its to be 
we live we die for our country
And if we make it home again
We hope our country will be our friend
To some of us life begins,
But to others comming home is the end.

Our lives are over, our future on ends
our country neglects us
there is no end, to the hurt 
that never ends.

So we live, we die and the we ear cheese
While our country does what it please.


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TASTE OF LIFE

i take a bite to a thing called "life"..

sweetness...
shared with friends and families
on occassions where there are joys
though it doesn't involves toys...

bitterness..
as failures, disappointments flows..
at times sanity and mind blows
for it leaves tears and sorrows...

face-to-face with these maladies..
dear, let me be your one & only lady..

i don't have silver nor gold
nor do i have a hot body or beauty..
all i can assure is my deepest sincerity..
and of a heart containing purity...

stay by my side, i'll try to abide..
lifting your downcasted hurt pride..
together, we will share a slide..
dancing on waves until relapsing tide..

i will not speak...
nor will i try to peek .
those crumbling emotions at peak..
let it fall, make them weak...

i will share my strength..
i will render my care..
i will try to shine a light..
in your world, you said to be dark..


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Jinx

Jinx

Halitosis on my nose,
What I smell?

Halitosis on my nose,
Where wind blows?

Halitosis on my nose,
Let me reach the bush.

Halitosis on my nose,
I run away!

Halitosis on my nose,
What I saw?

Halitosis on my nose,
Jinx! Jinx is real.

Halitosis on my nose,
What a jinx?

Halitosis on my nose,
Dead body without head!


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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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KISS OF LIFE

Those red terry terry lips
I want to give a swift kiss 
I have been alive but on coma
Maybe a kiss will heal the trauma

Gently, I will hold your cheeks
Clearing tendrils of fallen hair 
Won't you read deeply to my eyes?
Nearing my face to yours

Warm breath, a soother
Then came those soft sweet lips
Sending millions of electric charges tip
Stimulating; reviving me to life

By:
 olive_eloi
6:34pm
02/14/2014
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The lovely Libran

The lovely Libran

Indecision dogs her trail
She’ll always change her mind
Her sense of wonder is so vast
She’s tender and she’s kind
Creative in the way she lives
Her whole life is an art
She can be lazy sometimes too
But she has a lovely heart.

She loves to dress herself in style
Immaculate is she
She’ll always be the peacemaker
For she can’t bear to be
In any kind of situation
Where ugliness is seen
She hates hassles very much
And hates those who are mean.

One to one relationships
She needs them in her life
She needs to have a partner
Or to be somebodies wife
She likes to be surrounded by
Pure beauty everywhere
She weighs her scales so carefully
And always she is fair.

13 August 2013 @ 2004hrs.


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Boyfriend

This was not what I planed
It was never my intention
I went to see a concert with my friend
Along with his cute cousin

This is not something I’m used to
But I went to take you for a run
My amazement for you
Caught your attention

Yes I do know your name
I love you to death
You are my experimental gain
Relax, its human nature

It’s not what nice boys do
But we’re not all good
In fact we’re quite wicked
It’s hard to behave

Parents say that’s so wrong
Wrong to love someone
Someone who is gay
Gay is what I am   


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God's Own Son

As Mary rocks her baby boy
She's filled with sadness, filled with joy.
She looks upon that tiny face
And sees hope in every race.

Her heart is filled with a mothers glow
And she never wants to let him go.
She'll see him run around and laugh and play
And longs to keep him safe each day.

His life won't be an easy one,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.

Mary sees the miracles he will perform,
The lepers healed and free from scorn.
The lame will walk, the blind will see.
She sees his love will set us free.

And she sees him on a cross.
She feels his pain and feels our loss.
She knows his life must come to this.
She sheds a tear and gives a kiss.

His life won't be and easy one,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.

So as Christmastime draws near
And we are all so "busy" here,
With shopping, baking, trees of green
Let's ask, what does this really mean?

Let's take a moment from the fuss,
And think of all their gifts to us:
A mother's love, a baby boy,
Peace and comfort, love and joy.

For he was horn for everyone,
His destiny hard, as God's own Son.


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WHEN I 'M GONE

The dawning of the sun 
And the cry of the ocean 
The blooded-like rays of the sunset 
Full of loneliness and casted by scarlet 

The fall of the leaves 
Someone will soon to leave 
In the midst of the darkest place 
I feel the warmth of an embrace 

I am being used throughout the years 
Now searching for pure love tears 
I can hear now the march of the battalion 
The mark of my ruination 

I am longing to see this paradise 
Where my sun used to rise 
I misses the sweetest scents of the flowers 
While singing the lyrics of the proverbs 

By the love vested by my birth land 
My time comes to its end 
For that butterfly says goodbye 
My loveliest tears for my love before I 'll die


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truth

you held me close, to smell my fear
i froze in time, when you came near
lips on lips, you taste the bitterness
truth be told, you need forgiveness

i speak my heart, you remember lies
my soul cried out under midnight skies
the pain would leave, as it always would
my scars remained but i hid as best i could

its hard to speak with a mouth sewn shut
i want to heal from the deepest cut
scared to breathe my heartbeats loud
i felt alone in the biggest crowd

my tunnel vision started to cure
the vision of life is a powerful lure
so i said goodbye to the darken night
and crawled my way back to the beacon of light.



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The Summer of the Winter Sky

It was time for the leaves to fall,
The fields to turn white,
The birds to leave for faraway lands-
And the long cold lonely nights.

Seemed like for eternity
She hadn’t had a smile -
Frozen was the world around
Lonely she walked  for miles.
Dead were the blossoms in her garden,
And love was about to die-
And yet she prayed to her unseen friend -
For the summer of the winter sky!


Not a song was heard at dawn,
Only the echo of the wind-
In the misty field of corn
Not a farmer was seen!
A wait so long, so painful to bear
Left alone with no one so near
She was lost in her own reverie-
With tears in her dreamy eyes.
And she prayed as her heart cried-
Longing for the summer of the winter sky.



No one knows who heard her prayer
Lost amidst the silence
And yet an early morning bud 
Blossomed in her garden!
Suddenly a little sparrow was seen 
High on the branch of the willow tree
Singing a song as if to welcome-
Amidst the grey sky, a sun so warm.
And love then again knocked her door
Promising a life like never before-
And like a happy child  she opened her eyes
For it was summer for the winter sky!









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And Then there was you

There was hue...There was dew..
A lot of smiles...& some tears too...
Lot of friends....trusted enemies few...
Known to me was bliss and happiness...
                                                                              And then there was You....

You walked in through the mystical light...
Full of blissful learning and pure delight...
I wished all harm be out of your sight...
I tried to help and be there with all my might...

You had many a story to tell.. ... lies shared little did i know..
One day all that i selflessly gave ...would be turned against my own soul...
I walked beside you in complete faith of all i was told....till God could take no more...
He stole the moments and tore me apart to maybe save and take control...
Why did the truth not come forth from you...i will never fathom...
When all i asked of you was simple facts..and never judged or held your heart for ransom...
In truth we could have served our noble cause...in it's pure light we could have stood so tall..
Why then did you not think to protect my heart...and let it in this well of lies fall..

Did you not but once stop and think of how i might feel...
When you realized all my spirit one day your untruth would steal...
For all the love and care i gave ... i got back a handful of allegations....
Enough to destroy my heart and soul and demolish all my aspirations...
Why i ask my angels did i deserve this humiliation...
So much strife , scathe , suffering and frustrations....
All i gave was undying care and genuine love...stood by you always...
Never did i let you down when needed..never did i walk away when your call heeded...
For all that was shared...Why wasn’t i spared....
To give me an ounce of honesty ..back i wish the person cared....

As life moves on...with some hurt and some hope too.....
As i try and remain to my life's purpose true....
I remember once i had my innocent heart and soul that believed in people and truth..
                                                                        ...And then there was You








Random Penning….Ruhi..


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The Turning Ground

*    It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                               winter is past the sun                                                                                               does bring the warmth of dancer’s spring                                                                     love rises buds begun                                     *                                                                                                                              The scent of coming flowers sweeps                                                                             away death’s sway new life                                                                                            It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                             death lies untrue, no wife              *                                                                                                                                 It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                                 the flowers, birds do care                                                                                             as life does fly towards the sky                                                                                    the song of love we share                                                                                 *                                                                                                                                As newness flames the hearts of kin                                                                            She sleeps only no breath                                                                                               It Leaps upon the turning ground                                                                                 but life steps forth, she weds


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NOW OR NEVER


I am small never been tall..
I take risk but i scare to fall..
I put my heart as well as my soul..
Ultimately and completely my all...

They said i have a big amazing heart..
What they don't know it's only like a quart..
I love the character and the art..
These all that i always regard..

Hugs and kisses are for free..
These are simple gestures, for free..
I do not want nor need any fee..
Wholeheartedly, i'll be doing it with glee..

I give as much as i can give...
I love as much as i can love..
All i know is that i have only one life to live...
Whatever, i desire to do i will now...

For if i may not do it now...
There might come a time..
I will regret why i did not do...


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TRUE LOVE, HE CAN'T HAVE

Awesome looks
Prosperous life
Professional job
Witty wise brains

Architectural home
Branded new car
Fashionable clothes
Elegant jewelry

Richness beyond average
Power beyond leverage
Authority beyond reach
High fallooting overall

All he can imagine
All he can buy
All he can have
All he can have

Yet, What he didn't know?
True love isn't a coy toy
Anywhere, I will bow
This will be before and now

By: olive_eloi
8:43pm
01/14/2014

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JOURNEY ONWARDS

Tiny bits of beauty
I seem to florish
Showered acts of piety
I am mold and polished

Experience I have enough
Gosh! How it teach me allot
Even life is that so tough
Still it didn't stop me to laugh

Here in this arid land
I learned things beyond
Things I was once never do
Here to keep up, I need too

Indeed it's been a great journey..
There are so many worries
So much so are the stories
Then again it is a part of my life history

I'm looking forward
Determined always to move onward
With one foot step affront
I am more prepared for a staunt..

By: olive_eloi
6:54pm
12/04/2013
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The Crossroads

Caught between the crossroads My mind was boggled…..I couldn't choose. Both ways led to happiness, But one I’d eventually lose. Both were marked by beauty That was bestowed by God above; And as I stood there so confused I yearned to find my true love. Baffled I took a step forward And I followed the path to the right, But halfway through I realized That the other one was equally fine So I turned and headed back, Back to the point where the crossroads did meet. Now I hesitated to take the other road since I knew that I would soon retreat. I sat myself down and took off my bag, My head just throbbing due to the heat I sipped on some water and quenched my thirst, As I stretched my aching feet Then suddenly a gust of wind blew in my face… The dust blinding me momentarily; When I opened my eyes….I realized the crossroads were gone…… a straight road remained


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JOY

As the autumn of life drifts in
The lights of my eyes grow dim
With the joy of my years
Still beside me here
There is not much that I will fear

As the winter of my life arrives
My voice will be just a whisper
With the joy of my salvation
Waiting for me at the station
I will in quiet adoration kneel

In my mind spring will beckon me
The baggage  old and beat I'll leave
With the joy of my life just within sight
The constant yearning will cease
As perfect  joy will become complete
~*~




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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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RUNNING TIME

Yesterday...
I dreamt of becoming a nurse..
So, I studied hard, give my best to my course..
Thus, smiles and praises of patients who came to my care, I incur...

Today...
I am in midway of my dreams...
Attitude and character, I learn to trim..
Achieving memories of lifetime gleam..

Someday..
I will also walk down the aisle...
Wearing elegantly white satin gown..
There at the end, the man I'll be with will be waiting...

Tomorrow...
Who knows what will it bring..
All I know now is I will do everything..
Pursuing risks at hand not feel guilt after that I never did..

by: olive_eloi
4:07pm
11/07/2013

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FACT: MISSING YOU

The fact that i am missing you...
I feel happy but a little blue..
I wish you and I are near..
That each time I feel like this I'll go rear..

The fact that I miss you..
Each corner of the room I glance, seems you are present..
I am owed by Your awesome presence..
I despice the truth of your absence..

The fact that I miss you..
I will find a way to reach you..
By e-mail; by phonecall; by going to you..
For this way, I might be with you..

The fact that I miss you..
I will reminisce some memories we have..
Of the times, we are sharing joy and love..
May we be blessed more by God above..

The fact that I miss you..
I will wish and whisper a prayer for you..
I want you be safe and be happy as I wil..
I will manage that by these I hugged you...

By: olive_eloi
Aug.25, 2013
10:23pm

Dedicated to:
All the persons who i miss....


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HOME

home, when can i be with you?

laughter around a room..
familiar faces doesn't leave any doom..
under the dusk of moon..
i will be there soon..

scents of fresh buds and dews .
it beckons memories many not few..
walking circles with my shoes
shifting melodies in cues...

in the little kitchen
i saw mama in big mittens
holding viands and flans
exaggerating any bounded plans...

outside, lots of puppies
running jumping with glee..
some waggles their tail
some hounding in frail..

deepening outside..
old faces side by side..
all they are what a sight..
they'll be glad im on cite..

missing home; missing home..

my heart warms just thinking its soon...


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DESCRIBING DADDY

My daddy is a big hotty
With energetic strong body
Mashallah! Sometimes bit naughty
Even more awesome witty

We talked and chat a few
In a website I found and choose
He said he is tall
Yet for me his height bit small

He said I'm his baby
I don't mind as his my daddy
He as sweet as any candy
His looks likes a dandy

Been a year we share
Of anything we talk dare
Though, events seems unfair
Really, to him I care

Twix that's his chocolate
I bought and tried to ate
With sweet caramel inside
With him he sets me a side

To when, I can see him real
That, I can't know and feel
All I know we made a deal
That, Insha'Allah we meet heel to heel

By: olive_eloi
11:07am
12/04/2013

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NOTE: INsha'allah -  God's willing


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Questions

What will the day bring do we ever know?
Could it be the sun shining bright or flowers that grow
Or maybe a surprise storm that’s brewing out there
We just never know, should we always beware?

Is it a chance meeting of a friend or lending a hand?
Or eating a meal that is ever so grand
Is it a work day where everything goes right?
Maybe you saw something that gave you a fright

We just never know from day to day
Maybe it’s been a day full of play
Or a full moon lighting your way
As you kneel at bedtime and begin to pray

So when you rise the next day and start your way
Try to do good and don’t go astray
You have this one life to do what you can
And hope things turn out the way that you plan.


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Untitled (A Mother's Poem)

Last night I had a vision
of a magic hummingbird
Who’d come with mystic wisdom
to a question he once heard

My dream became a story 
that was written just for you
upon a prism rainbow   
he created as he flew

As he spun his magic tale 
it was painted on the sky
along with graceful notes of
an enchanted lullaby

The evanescent melody 
starts; “Once upon a time”
and generates perfection: 
unveiled memories, sublime

Long ago, and far away
you awoke and came to me
and commenced an epoch query
for a child of only three

I picked you up and kissed you
and you gave a kiss to me.
”Have we always been together, Mom?”
“Will we always be?” 

“I think so.  Don’t you?”   I asked
and my eyes filled up with tears
as if our lives could be summed up 
by the number of our years.

Your tired little eyes exposed
your innocence of youth 
but your brilliant mind brought 
peace, quickly reconciled by truth

Entranced in thought you pondered
then you turned to answer me
“I think so, for sure!”  
you insisted, most emphatically

Like links upon the chain of life
joined by unseen tether.
You chirped your explanation,
“We’ve always been together!”

“When Mema was so tiny,
that you couldn’t even see,
Nana was seed in her,  
You were in that seed, with me!”

I closed my eyes and held you
then I kissed your little head 
“Yep.  It’s true.”  you said.  “Always.”
and you shuffled back to bed

Just when you think it’s over
and it’s reached a wondrous end
The end is a beginning
and we round the magic bend

I dreamed about a hummingbird
luminous and blue
Who emanated mystic wisdom 
into rainbows as he flew

The melody diffuses
as a harmony of hues.
Surrender then crescendo
into eternities’ good news

The orchestra of life explodes
and our hummingbird returns
to weave his final tapestry
sprouting life from ashes burned

This is a perfect story
and it has a perfect end
giving rise to new creation
and the bird will fly again

Many, many years from now
As you gaze at the night sky
You’ll think about this story
then remember me and sigh

Glance up to the crescent moon
In its’ stead you’ll see my smile
tell me all about your day
and we’ll visit for a while

Gently I’ll caress your cheek
with breeze upon the air
and sprinkle you with moonlight 
so you know that I am there

We’ve always been together,
and we shall always be.
A little birdie told me so,
as you did, when you were three.


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ON THE DOOR

On the door...
Where it all began
You smile and I did too
We shakehands in two

On the door...
You opened gently wide
I enter past your side
My gaze around glide

On the door...
You lean and watch
Dashing sometimes to catch
Hands up to extend much

On the door..
We waited for minutes long
Careful not to commit wrong
Concern and care, I see along

On the door...
Finally, the beginning of end
Of the night, noting any offense
Don't query, things not heavy but dense

by: olive_eloi
11:35am
01/20/2014

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door..
they are anywhere..
When open maybe brings anew..
When half close maybe it haunts you


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Insanity

Look to see where insanity breeds on the walls and in the corners,
Where so tranquil a lonely spirit holds tight all that is left;  
The cloud darkened heavens so thick up high, more streaked with black and gold
Waiting, waiting while what remains softly steals in

Bide the time and listen, while insanity grows in quiet places,
Though intolerant words of sympathy retain a weary man, 
His wanton breath strangely clutched between the heart and mind,
To break the mold his hand did hold to wither the hopeless past

In this place insanity breeds in the darkened corners,
Its silent breadth still tightly held in hand for what is left;
With the cloud streaked sky striped with black and gold
Waiting, waiting for what remains to softly steal in


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PROGRESS

Like the folded petals and bud, I'll bloom and flower..
Like the worm, I'll change and I on metamorphosis...
Like a seed, I'll grow and bear fruit..

Like a baby crawl, little by little I'll stand...

Life is a constant continuous progress..
Even our age passes the time..

Time a nonstop reminder of events..
Mirror a reflection of unstoppable changes..

Yet, deeds and actions leaves irreplaceable  imprints..
Through even decades sprint...

by: olive_eloi
9:36pm
12/11/2013


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POWERFUL HUG

POWER HUG

Oh! I am feeling down.. sad
I'm missing my mom and dad
Though, I am a grown-up lad (lass)
Can you offer me your hug?

My dear friend, my heart's been broken
Built - dreams; whispered - wishes, stolen
To wrong persons, I have fallen
Can you offer me your hug?

The weather is getting too cold
Though, I'm fully clothed never gone bold
Still, shivers rocking roll and roll
Can you offer me your  hug?

My whole day has been that good 
Happy and loved is everyone's mood
Hence, I searched and eat my favorite food
Can you offer me a hug?

Any emotions and situation you are in
Even if you are rich or without means
It is alright.. Do hug, hug is not a sin
Give it free. Heartfelt, full from within.


by:
olive_eloi
10:40 am 
02/12/2014 (revised: 04/03/2014)

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LOCK IN A GAZE

From a far, I was dazzled by your smile..
From a far, I was amused by that sweet laugh..
From a far, I was attracted to come over near..
From a far, You became the apple of eye..

Walking past a crowd of persons..
Eyes locked as I traverse to the path..
Beholding the gaze, unliking to break..
Excitement builds up, heartbeat thudding aloud...

Finally, We are face to face, unoicing the crowd..
Holding a quiet moment, staring underneath a smile..
I extend an arm, mindlessly falling to you..
Clamouring for your hand, squeezing polite...

Haywire, it might have been..
I do not care tor I haven't sin..
All attention focused fat not thin..
Mesmerized enjoying the romantic scene..

by: olive_eloi
22/09/2013
4:18pm


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HANDS, EYES, EARS AND HEART

A hand to hold that's what she wish..
A hand who will not let go...
Rather a hand that holds not tight nor loose..
A hand that is firm to touch...

Eyes that even without words speak, she asks..
Eyes that looks not only of the outside..
Rather eyes that scrutinizes details..
Eyes who when stares, hugs and encourages..

Ears that listens attentively, she says..
Ears which when hears doesn't judge..
Rather, ears sensitive to feelings hidden by tones..
Pair of ears that seeks to clarify..

A heart that clearly understands, she adds..
Heart that is not of richness from golds..
Rather, a heart swelling with pureness..
One heart beating all specially love...

BY:olive_eloi
Aug. 26,2013
8:48pm

Dedicated to: all who believes in love

---->>> Faith, hope and Love... The greatest of this is love...


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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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GOD, I LOVE YOU MOST

        I will kneel upon You
      Bow down to exalt You
   Saying only Your Holy Name
 I will dear and not be ashamed

    God, Creator of the world
 Light shed taking away any blur
    God, Father of all nations
 Great provider of generations

   Into Your presence, I'll feel
 All to Your glory, I want a refill
  Into Your essence, I'll rejoice
All Your kindness, I want to voice

    Conquer me, when I'm lost
     Humble me, when I boast
Allow me to live; for Your cause
     For only You, I love most

By: 
olive_eloi
11:08 am
02/04/2014

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Inspired by Joshua 1:9, God is with us wherever we may be..


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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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MARY'S BABY

To Bethlehem a virgin came--
A pilgrim and a stranger,
'Twas here she bore a baby boy,
And laid Him in a manger.

While shepherds watched their flocks by night, 
In nearby fields abiding, 
A host of the Heaven's angels came,
To sing the wondrous tidings.

The wise men followed, long and far,
God's guiding star before them.
They knelt before the newborn king
To worship and adore Him.

Mary's baby, sweet and mild,
The long awaited Christ child.
She called his name Immanuel--
God is with us; all is well.


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The forest of grief

The forest of grief:

At night I can hear the pain filled screams coming from the forest of grief. Longing, despair, and terror seeps in from the thick tree line into my bedroom window.

Their inhuman wails send chills down the nap of my neck rendering me unable to move. 

“What horrible events accrued inside this desolate place?”

No vegetation, growth, or life exist.
Only the suffering from distant pasts.
Time itself seems to be halted by the walls of the dense forest that shelter its ghostly inhabitants.

“Do they know death?
Do they know of the life they once led or can they even hear their own horror filled cries?

I do, I feel every heart breaking emotion as I lay in wait for dawn to break.”

There is no rest for them or me, the lonely women who tends the forest of grief.


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PIECE BY PIECE IT FITS

The sound of your voice stuns me..
The gaze we hold when our eyes lock, melts me..
The way we talk long hours everyday, comforts me..
The gentleness of your treatment, keeps me..

Oh! I flutter with your cleverness..
I blush at your complements..
I hide at your naughtyness..
I follow at your truthfulness..

The boken pieces beginning to fit..
Hope they will not anymore split..
Rather, each piece is a good hit..
Worth finishing in a whole lifetime sit...

by: olive_eloi
1:45am
11/09/2013

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Despite corrupt government..
Despite rampant poverty..
Despite calamities..
Despite even casualties..

Filipinos never gave up
Warm welcome, no doubt..
Burning hope, a remark..
Unmoved faith to God, a heavy armor..

Philippines at its finest, anyhow..


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The structure of our soul

The semblance of existence remains in the worth of our lives,
In the structure of what grows within;
Yet the good of all mankind is measured by its worth 
And not by the makeup of those lives;
Still ponder the signs of our thoughts and beliefs
And the structure of the ideas therein     

We remain beneath the starlit side of the moon,
Forever lost in a light still unseen;                                                                    
And the intention of ones worth is measured by its character 
Until the structure of that character is consumed;
Farewell to the uncertainties of our faith
And what is held in the structure within

Could time in passage take the worth of us all?
Like a faun in the winter of its being;
But instilled our memories seem so long to depart
That the structure of thought is no more!
For a shadow is lost in silent demise 
Hidden in the structure within


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Doubt Casts a Shadow

I've walked these lonely miles
In spite, of tumultuous trials
Yet, doubt casts a shadow

My strength shall not falter
Though, my life was altered
Yet, doubt casts a shadow

I've held steadfast with courage
Though, times of small discourage
Yet, doubt casts a shadow

I've overcame each affliction
Years of secret addiction
Yet, doubt casts a shadow

I've survived abuse, upon me, inflicted
Encountered the world's truly wicked
Yet, doubt casts a shadow

I've mended the pain of my broken heart
Even, as my life was shattered apart
Yet, doubt casts a shadow

Misery sang, to me, its bitter song
I mustered the will to carry on
Yet, doubt casts a shadow

I can not be broken!
Despite, each hateful word spoken!
Yet, doubt casts a shadow!

I've conquered my demons!
Whilst, my soul was screaming!
Yet, doubt casts a shadow!

I've accepted my transgressions!
Turned, my life, a new direction! 
Yet, still, doubt casts its shadow!!


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What I Like In A Man

What I Like In A Man


I like my eggs over easy and my steak a little rare,
Tight Wrangler jeans and my kinky blonde hair,
I like holdin' hands and 'pitchin' woo'.

I like barrel racin' horses, My pick-up truck,
And all night lovin' ain't never too much!
But when it comes to what I like in a man...I like you!

I like the way you look at me
        I like the way you let me be me
                I like the way you hold me tight
                        And say you love me all through the night!

I like talkin' to my mama on the telephone,
She always knows when somethin's wrong,
And she never tries to tell me what to do.

I like the wind when it blows, walkin' naked in the rain,
Hearin' George Strait on the radio drives me insaine
But when it comes to what I like in a man...I like you!

~by deborah burch
9/2006


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The Faithful Don

The Faithful Don (Mafia Boss) who bestowed loyalty,
Who read his bible,
Respite of the enemy who looked at him bitterly.
Integrity and honesty,
The words The Don never deserted,
Though he commands his bandits to murder,
He murders not the innocent,
But with righteous judgement he slays the wicked.

With a throttle of his own wealth,
He bestows to the poor.
With a helpless widow on the floor forsaken and forlorn,
He gives her his honour and deigns a heiress after her kind.
With a child who is fatherless,
He baptises the child and makes him his son.
With a church lacking needs,
He provides with the loyalty of Christ.

As the thoughts of the righteous are just,
Their way is life,
And in its path there is no death.

Oh what don has the loving kindness,
To provide for the needs of the poor?
Oh blessed art he, oh man of God.
There lives no other don who treats the people,
With gratitude and respect.
A dueteous Saint,
Considered among the people 
An honsest porter, 
No other to repaint.
Oh blessed art Ye.


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The Fire

Can’t remember the match, just the magic of the fire
We were both oddly lured -  a forbidden desire
Eyes glued to the flame.  
Was it fire we blamed?
Or that childhood game?
So miraculously sacred with fear mixed inside
I was age seven, Joey was five.
Strike one, blow it out.  Strike two and strike three..
The flame was in charge of him and of me.
We heard someone coming
The fourth match was lit
Joey afraid, he grabbed onto my wrist
“Hide it in here!” and he covered the flame
With the top of his ‘jammies’
And the terror began.
So much more to this story
All the lives it touched sorely.
A Karmic Event, throwing life one more blow
The strike of a match so long, long ago 
The ripple of waves it left in it’s tow
There are people in heaven 
Who really do know
Every blessing that match caused
With it’s powerful glow. 
For me it’s still baggage
And I miss Joey so....


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Powder Monkey

The noose is a nightmare for any seafaring man
Especially those who thrive the best they can

Danger lurks on the waves like a mugger in the shadows
The only concern is the prize and the gallows

For the young pressed into service have two labors
Cabin boy or powder monkey are their favors

A fair share for those who survived
Though not to many lived to enjoy the ride

Mostly master gunners would employ the young ones
For the task of loader and powder runs

A grizzly sight to any mother of today
Blood spattered, powder covered, limbs severed portray 

I dare say I met one intact and conscious 
He was rude and quite audacious 

No name had he just an X above the knee
His mark given by Captain of the Breeze

A sloop of war in Caribbean was this
Massacred whole crews drunk as piss

The boys attitude so moved my heart
That I had to set him free from his part

Before I saw him he was the only one left to be hanged
Port Royals mob clawed and fanged 

I set to watch when I saw how young he was
I had to do something for his cause

I bid the court give me custody immediately 
They awaited the response from the Admiralty

The response was yes almost to late
For the executioner just removed the safety plank

He kicked and cried for a moment then released
With the knife of the kings lease

A bruise found its way around his neck as a reminder
For a life against the grinder

I sailed him back to London to learn a trade 
And go to school for a decade

I later named him after my name kidd
Later to be known as William Kidd


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Robots Of The Dawn

A clear night in the winter,
leaves frost on the grass in morn,
and in the mist the moving shadows
are the robots of the dawn

A hundred and twenty horses
fuming in the air
they're driven by their masters
don't breathe for cancer fear
With graveyard business booming
and shadows on the lawn
Tears flow form their silhouettes
for the robots of the dawn

Chorus
I'm calling Rise up in the morning
I'm calling rise up rise and ride
I'm calling rise up life I'm calling
I'm calling rise up time to fly

Their bodies old and frail
they've worked for fifty years
with hammers hitting nails
and breathing morning air
Now I call for morning silence
and I call for woman scorn
Now I call for the old man rising
with the robots of the dawn

Chorus
I'm calling Rise up in the morning
I'm calling rise up rise and ride
I'm calling rise up life Im calling
I'm calling robots time to die


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DO HOLD ON


Days pass by so fast
It tells me something will last

I'm feeling firm and mushy
	Fleeing myself from fantasy

Seeing myself in reality
As it must be

Slightest sound creates a bang
So thus silence a quiet cry

A vow of total commitment
Should love be intermittent?

Others fight strong and hard
Few staggers and bards

Surrendering on fines and woes
As sometimes things get lose

Hold on, do hold on
Never ever let it go

Stay through, stay true
No one will, except you

By:
Olive_eloi
12:01 am
O2/09/2014

-------------***Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/


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a life once lost

Have you seen the cardboard man,
with feet without no shoes.
walking with a shoppin trolly of things he cannot lose.

Belitteling himself for all to see,
a proud man once with family.
walking in the road to pick up a butt,
kids laugh at the man whos outa luck.

Have you seen the cardboard man
allways with a smile.
dirty hands,dirty clothes not eaten for a while.

Desperate men do desperate things,
and some commit unspeakable things.
some can cope and carry on,
some worlds collapse when things go wrong.

Have you seen the cardboard man,
he allways stinks of booze.
wishing life would go away hes nothing left to lose.

Sinking into the dead of night,
to avoid the crowds that want to fight.
we say no to the begger who relunctently asks,
but do we ever consider his past.


I have seen the cardboard man,
allways with the smile,
i have seen the cardboard man cos it was me for a while


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My Forever Shining Star

All the oceans in the world 
Can’t hold the tears I’ve cried
Nothing in this world  
Can take away this pain inside

I can’t believe you’re gone from me 
I can’t believe its true
I never wanted memories
I only wanted you

I miss the little things you said
Those words that meant so much
I miss your eyes, your laugh, your smile
I miss your every touch

I miss you every morning
Every night and every day
I’d give all my tomorrows
For just one more yesterday

When they asked what words I want 
Engraved upon your stone
The only words that I could say
Were ‘darling please come home’

You were my every reason
My hopes and all my dreams
Someone to believe in
When I questioned what life means

Always there to guide me
My forever shining star
I’d give my all to have you here
Or be there where you are

In a world of changes
It’s the soul that never dies
In a world of strangers 
I still see me in your eyes

This pain will never go away 
My shattered heart wont mend
Lonely days and empty nights 
Are now my only friend

But if you’re looking down from up in Heaven 
You will see
That part of you forever more 
Will be a part of me...


By Raina Hutchins



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A journey has begun

A castle filled with light

Love and laughter

Trees that whispered

Faeries that sing

With beauty and delight

 

Aquila and Moondust

The last night at Heartstone

A feast in the Great Hall

That such love

Is within us all

 

A journey has begun

In soft dawn light

The early sun

Took away the night

 

The Kings and Queens

Gave them a Shadowfire

As for the Heartstone

It has always been with them
It is seen

Every day

In their love

Softly glowing

 

A journey has begun

In soft dawn light

Moondust upon her horse

Aquila and his longbow

Of magic

Of nature

and golden sun


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The end of the beginning

When you stop and think

When you feel all is lost

and couldn’t get much worse

Go back

To what you had

In the beginning

Of trees, Faeries and magic

The chapters

The verse

 

It is always with you

Some days harder to find

To unlock the secrets

Of love

Of imagination

From your mind

 

So much you have

and learnt

From the wise ways

To battles won

Of castles

Spires touching the sky

Forests of green

So much you have

So much you have seen

 

Take with you too

All of these things

These writings

Are merely, the reflection 

Of you

 

I leave you now

With chapters and verse

Of stars and destinies

That the paths you travel

You are never alone

For,  in your heart

You carry the Heartstone


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FROM THE HEART I'LL SING

I have a God given talent
I rejoice but not ever lament
They said it is a wonderful thing
I must do share and sing

Some may or may not listen
Even though as long as I win
Not of fame but of joyous hearts
For so long been gloom and apart

The high and low notes, I'll reach
Tactful enough to be on right pitch
I may swing in a fidget ditch
It's fine as long as I'll not miss

I will tunely swing both my arms
Harmoniously to the music at hand
I may open and close my eyes 
To feel each lyrics in vies

It's not only my voice that sings
Also does my heart it rings
Uncaring the people's glances
Displaying this in chosen chances

By: olive_eloi
10:27am
01/23/2014

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SHIPWRECKED for white contest et al

SHIPWRECK  SURVIVOR

He was lost in white surprise
Of drugs and doctors quips
His mind was filled with flapping sails
Of white that guide the ships
To dance among the white capped rocks
In North white nights of June
Bring in the catch to catch the maid
Who’d be his wife so soon.

Wild hair so white it shamed the sheet
That soft caressed the grass
The grass-plagued daisies held her there
As clouds triumphant passed
In columns white the bossy clouds
Marched brisk across the sky
But none of them could match the spark
Of whiteness in her eye.

And then his shocked brain shifted
Jigged timed across his life
How many white nights had escaped?
The maid now was his wife!
Saw breasts so white that milk they gave
Seemed paltry in contrast--
To feed the babe that snuggled there--
The fruit of love surpassed.

Then shipwreck banged into his head
The white-flashed lightning zing--
He tested feet and moved his legs
Seemed he’d  survived this fling
Of nature’s whims again he’d live
 to tell the lusty tale
of how north winds had jumped from waves
to grab their ship's main sail.
Before the White Christ
Had emerged from his Semitic genes
The sailors would have cried for Thor 
To ease his hammerings.

Sailors lost were prices paid
To live in northern shores.
And, lost at sea was ever feared
By them, and wives adored.

He’d play a trick, they’d think him dead--
Would make a crafty tale!
By his hearth and in his bed
would sound a mourning wail.
His house would be a feast of black
Mad weeping would impress--
Then his imagination called her tears
He vowed each tear to bless

He smirked to think of their surprise
When he stalked through the door--

       An unsuccessful leap from bed—
                       He’d rest a little more.

And being man-- he pondered sex
And pleasures it would bring
There was no sizzling passion like                            
His lover’s offering.

Needle rudely poked-
Morphia drew him in
To dream the dreams of healing arms
       delightful prickles of his skin
       He found her far beyond his pain--Oh,  that smile that could disarm!
       In dreams , with wife, in languid bliss
         created white hot charm.
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PRE WHIT E STORIC

Winter wild of flurries
In ancient minds
Was a shelter
  From white fear

Wolves roved
  Stayed in packs
   Howled their presence
   Hating snow

Bears slept
 Hidden away
 Violence and terror
  Only a summer dream

White drifts
  Blazing blizzards
  Wrapped safety   
   Around fragile human life.


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Don't Mind The Rain

Don't Mind The Rain


The days are getting shorter. The cost of living's going up.
Nothing seems to last long anymore.
My life reads "Out of Order" and I've almost had enough
Of this day to day existence for sure!

The nights are getting colder. The cost of love is going up.
Nothing ever is the way it seems.
My heart reads "Game Over" but my mind just won't give up
On this lose/lose situation I'm caught between!

But, then you call my name...and I hear your soft voice speaking,
"Don't mind the rain. It's just a thing or two I'm teaching.
You will make it. This I swear.
And you will see, I really care.
So, don't mind the rain...
I Am there..."

The days are getting longer. The cost of living's still going up.
No one seems to care much anymore.
My life reads "Insert Quarters" but my pocket ain't got enough
Of what I need to settle up the score!

But, then you call my name and I hear your soft voice speaking,
"Don't mind the rain. It's just a thing or two I'm teaching.
You will make it. This I swear.
And you will see, I really care.
So, don't mind the rain...
I Am there...

Don't give up in what you're going through
You can make it! I believe...in you..."


~by deborah burch©
4/28/2012



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AWAKE THEM, LOVE

I have fallen crazy madly deeply in love..
How many times I tried but failed..
How many times I take risks yet I was wronged..
So, I did cry and feel so hurt...

Whispered by my mind: "stop & take care"
this Stubborn heart rejects and says: "find your pair"..
I must stand follow a strong will..
Not round up nor down like a wheel..

Undefinable; unexplainable love..
how you been?
Where have you been?
share to me not be trashed in bin..

a lot needs and wants you..
yet few shows a genuine you..
soothers and enlighteners of blues..
shoving all worries and woes..

nowadays, in world full of gloom
won't you mind to flourish and bloom?
spring out to everyone's aura and mood..
pleading you to cure all wounds..

by: olive_eloi
sept. 05, 2013
12:47pm

dedicated to: 

all persons who despite all pains and hurts still believes in the power of love

------->>>> Inspired today with a meaningful conversation with my sister.... ( really felt how she feels so much love)

misssing my real sisters much.... 

here, i realize that money can't buy happiness... sometimes the best penniless things are just around persons gestures.


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THE TALE OF A 21st century HERO

THE TALE OF A 21st century HERO


Daunting heroes,
As a boy
Were the dreams
He had enjoyed
Vowed that one day he would be
Bursting with integrity
Help the needy and the poor
Answer when they needed more
So he studied half his life
Joined the air force-- found a wife
Served his country , did it proud
Kept each promise that he’d vowed 

But he gradually felt the change
Seemed like life had rearranged
Now true heroes were ignored
 often pundits
Laughed and roared
Made the good men seem like fools
For regarding written rules

And the children lost respect
All adults were now suspect
Life was now a back of tricks
Or a game of pick up sticks

Then one day as he walked home
Heard a siren blare and drone
Saw the smoke and tiny face
Ran into the crumbling place
While a fire roared and blazed
He broke in, and came out dazed
------With the child safe in his arms
               Life suddenly recovered charm


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The Real Me

Everyone says I'm different,
Says that I have changed.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.

Everyone says "Your life's wasted"
Says I'm going nowhere.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.

Everyone slowly leaves.
They say I'm all alone.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.

Everyone shows me things from the past,
Tries to show what they think they know.
I think differently.
I'm just finding me.

Sitting alone with nothing and noone,
I look at things left behind.
I'm still thinking differently.
I was just finding me.

I look over it all again and again,
Looking for something to show.
Now, I think differently.
I lost the real me.


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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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TRUST

TRUST

Trust, you are hard to earn?
Seems, you are also tough to discern?
Can you or will you be learned?
likewise, can you return?

You have been hurt, i too have been..
You are afraid & scared, i am too...
You have dreams, i am too, don't you know?
You aren't ready, i am too?

We aren't in hurry, aren't we?
We are two, aren't we?
Side by side, we agreed didn't we?
We have same feelings, aren't we?

I can be your shoulder, you can lean on..
I can be your friend, you can depend on..
I can be your confidante, 
You can share anything you want..

Trust us, will you?


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My All

I felt my life was standing still
No dreams for me to follow
Some nights there seemed to be no point
In waking up tomorrow
The road ahead grew lonelier
And longer everyday
With no one there to hold my hand
Or help to guide the way
But then the clouds began to fade
The sun came shining through
And then my life began again
The day that I found you
You took away the loneliness
And wiped away my tears
You gave me back my dignity
And cast aside my fears
You gave the strength I needed
To stand up on my own
I knew with you beside me
I would never be alone
You always saw the best in me
Through all the good and bad
You’re always there to laugh with me
Or hold me when I’m sad
We’ve been through everything there is
Together we are strong
We’ve held each other up 
Whenever anything went wrong
I can’t remember loneliness
Or what I used to do
I know I’ve learned what life’s about
Because of loving you
You never hide your love for me
Your feelings always show
Please hold me in your life forever
Never let me go
I know that there’s a Heaven now
I know that God is there
I prayed that I would find someone
And God answered my prayer
For you are my lifes happiness
You’re everything to me
I couldn’t live without you now
You are my destiny
So never say goodbye to me
Never let us fall
For till the day I die
I’ll only ever give my all..


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Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nothing gold can stay.
Sometimes u find it slips away,
Something close that u can touch,
But in the end it was to much,
Like a flood flowing through a city,
Life is hard when u live in pity,
Things may be good but turn bad,
Sometimes it makes u really sad,
Days and nights may go,
Just have to live life nice and slow,
Maybe somethings may not be right,
Its never good to pick a fight,
Sometimes u find it slips away,
Nothing gold can stay.


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My Prayers


              ____________

      Thy Prayer is Thy Word
      It is all way's with me
      I write them down as I pray
      That way, I can save them
      For some-other time
      For just another day;;
         _____________
       
       I Let His Will be mind
       This, I do for so many reasons'
            This is not the blind
        Leading the blind...
                - Fore -
        He is always' on my Mind
        From now, till the end of time
        It give's me so much freedom
        His dream's are my faith
        An His faith is mind

                     GF


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the road

Trust in me and hold my hand
We'll travel north to a distant land
I discovered a map, faded and old
To a land where its neither to hot nor too cold

Its better, I heard, to travel in two's
The journey is long but won't damage our shoes
Its known why we're leaving - let us not be coy
We travel together and that brings me joy

I've tried my best, but my last journey ended
By trying to keep straight on a road that was bended
So yes I know a bit of navigating now
Let me lead the way so you can learn how

Can I tell you how long and how far?
Shall we travel by foot or by car!
Child even from me that wisdom is kept
What matters is that we must take that first step

At night we may shiver and doubt the way
May all our fears vanish with the coming of day
We were at a place where peace is all we sought
Though in silence and gesture, great lessons you were taught

I'll watch you close as you will me
Together we triumph over obstacles that may be
You're fearless, eager, inquisitive and wild
I'm mother to you and I'm honored, my child

You entered my life at just the right time
You came and emptiness suffered a steady decline
You give me a strength that knows no end
I may be your nurturer but I'm also your friend 

Sin abounds and cloaks all with darkness,
You've seen me at my lowest in starkness
With angelic strength you have pulled me up
I drank too long on a poisoned cup

If I get tired please understand
The path is laden with rocks and with sand
This way is worth taking, to look back at where we've been
We'll start over again and wipe the slate clean

This journey will be hard for me
Taking you from point A to B
Seeing the effect my life has on you
I hope you'll see what's false and what's true

So trust in me and hold my hand
We'll travel north to a distant land
There will be stops along the way
But that won't mean for long we'll stay

We won't be alone, there are others too
Out there searching for peace like me and you
They'll try to bind us but we must not blame
Please understand, no two journeys are the same 

They say life's a journey, well I see its so
I've asked the wrong people what I needed to know
Now I've found my answers, in mercy and prayer
Thy will be done, all that's happened is fair.

Our bags are packed, just one or two
So I can carry you when I have to
With courageous hope and truth  and love
We'll commence down this road as angels watch from above...


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Better Than Grace

how can we pretend that everything is okay
when the world is soon to turn to grey
I've took this life and its treasures in vane
when you'd easily trade with me any day

you're amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace

you say they gave you less than six months
never thought it could hurt this much
I'd give anything just to save you
oh what can i do, just say because

you're amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace

with every breath we take, just another test today
don't walk away before it's too late
we should all be ashamed of ourselves because

he's amazing better than grace
so amazing just can't turn the page
amazing can't find the strength
to gaze at your face and not look away
look what we've done, coming undone
slowly fading away, so amazing
better than grace


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One Day You'll Make It Girl

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!



The Golden Girl...'jus isn't you...dear...in life...there are many roles.

Is sis...The One...or...am...I...'jus another...one...Mom 'n Dad...what's...my role?

Dolls...maybe the same...but...here's another game...money's tight...can't you see?

Chad's...so sweet...sis and he...well...oh well...if...I try harder...could I be?


If life is hard...it only gets...harder...girl...sometimes there...are no answers!

Mom 'n Dad...lied...love alone...isn't enough...life...though...sometimes...answers!

When the well...is deeper...the pain...grows 'n grows...girl...hang on through!

Golden Girls...dolls and boys...the streets...are longer...till you see...it through!


Girl...one day...you'll make it...the world...is the oyster...and...you're the pearl!

Girl...one day...you'll make it...your sister's...not the only...one...you're the pearl!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!

When life's harder...the pain...lasts longer...'n golden things...can't make...
A Golden Heart!


Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

Christmas...with...my...only dream...it really...does seem...a little longer...and
Stronger!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!

One day...I made it...Girl...I made it...I made it...Mom 'n Dad...lied...A Golden Girl!


When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!

When the road...is too painfull...and the blood...stains through...stay true!




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THE GARDEN

Thus the world was ruined, By the sin of a single man. A tiny twist in the story, Brought about a change in God’s plan. For out of the garden they were thrown With nothing but rags to cover themselves; But with wisdom so dangerous yet powerful That opened the gateway to hell.


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thinking like a man


I sat down and asked
my self this
question
this question that
really got my
attention
This question that
made me wonder my
purpose
I'm I getting myself
into a fuss
For days and months
pass
now I am 20 years
I'm yet to confirm
my fears
for in the next 5 or
ten years
I will be a parent
and a father
My children will
need a true mother
I'm I setting the
right environment
a free environment
that will never
torment
a free environment
where my children
will call home
a free environment
with a woman my
children will call
mum
I'm I setting that
right environment?

Many mistakes I have
done in the past
still there is time
to shake off this
dust
All is not lost
for now I have
gathered wisdom
along
and as I write this
song
I seek forgiveness
from all I did wrong
for I have to set
that environment
a peaceful
environment that
will never torment
an environment where
my children will
call home.

I have met different
people
some being GIGO
(gabbage in gabbage
out)
some with the wisdom
to run a kingdom
I did my analysis
then did some
synthesis
I took the best
I accommodated the
worst
for I had to know
good and bad
I need to set that
environment
that right
environment that
will never torment
that right
environment my
children will call
home.

my continuity
is my dignity
seeing my own blood
grow
see their life flow
see them mature
like a rose flower
see them marry and
give birth
see them live a life
of great worth
so I have to set
that environmet
that will never
torment
an environment they
will call home.


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HE WAS MY FIRST

HE WAS MY FIRST

back in my senior year, when I first fell in love..
we were far from each other, by phone talks and messages... 
nine long months passed of pure sharing, couldn't believe... 
I fell for a guy, I had never seen personally.. 
we exchanged letters.. 
we talked two, three until wee hours on phone.. 
he let's me fall asleep without hanging the phone... 
after about a year we met, can't deny I still remember how it was.. 
I blushed on seeing him.. 
we held hands and talked refreshing the months we never saw one another.. 
We continued for about two years... 
however, we fell out, we broke up..
as he turned to another girl... 
he broke my heart as I set him free.. 
I wonder how much more will my heart break.. 
I don't even know if my heart still knows what love is... 
deep down, I still believe... 
but part of me is not trusting anymore.. 
part of me is lost... 
who will find me and be brave to take me out? 
from that lost... 
who will be? 
-------------------------------- 


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I am Not an Asshole, Yeah or Maybe I am

But ifya wanna call me one is ok
~~~~~~~~ bows to feng shui ~~~~~~~~~ i sometimes dance to giddiness i sometimes dance to sorrow i sometimes can't find uncensored tunes to dance to gotta get up tomorrow to whom ever's drumming ~~~~ as some would have it grin ~~~~ as others would have it chagrin ~~~~~ Right isn't so important when ya need help we've all been taught needing help is sign of weakness.... ~~~~~~~~~~~ I beg to differ. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Throw it in there seriously c'mon how much have ya to lose?


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All Alone, 11-19-09

Mommy, I know I left you here.

Ring ring went the phone,

Little did we know never again would I answer

Ring ring went the phone.

 

I was eating breakfast when

Open slammed the door,

That morning how strongly I would have denied

I would end up on the floor.

 

I tried to scream, Mom, I really did.

But he had me. . .

He used my garden tools to beat me.

He had me.

 

Those tools used to bring me so much joy,

But his purpose was to aid him.

I had loved greeting visitors with garden so green

It's not the tools' fault though, I don't blame them.

 

I shielded my face with my hand,

But soon that was broken. . .

The simple trowel was my doom,

All too soon, my face shattered and broken. . .

 

There was blood everywhere;

Mom I was so scared.

To stop fighting though,

I never dare.

 

The sleek black laptop I had

Been given for Christmas

Which held all of my

Favorite pictures of us,

 

With it and my purse,

He ran away,

Not knowing I wouldn't

Be here today.

 

The white-washed walls

Of the hospital room

Only all too well reminded

Me of Amontillado's tomb.

 

I left you in the hospital

Though.  All alone. . .

They caught him, have comfort,

Even if you're alone.

 

I'm sorry Mommy,

I didn't want to go. . .

But who ever gets a choice?

I had to go.

 

How little did we know, that

One day, ring ring,

Never again would I answer

That phone, ring ring.


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Life In A Vacuum

Life In A Vacuum!

Nobody seems to notice,
Nobody seems to care,
I live in a vacuum,
Where there isn’t any air…

And the heart in my chest,
Grows more and more like lead,
With my soul crushing down,
I’m left here with a frozen frown,

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no…
It’s happening again,
Someone now says that,
They really like me and,
They’re my new best friend,

But no one seems to notice,
No one seems to care,
When there’s nothing more to give,
No one cares if I live,

Now with life almost gone,
I tried my best to prove this wrong,
The world’s full of people,
Who do not get along…

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no…
We’re all out for ourselves,
We can’t see we’re the same,
Yet we don’t help one another,
but rather blow ourselves to hell,

Oh, No one seems to notice,
No one seems to care,
We all live in a vacuum,
Where there isn’t any air…

By My Gull Wheels On
a.k.a. Michael Wilson


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A Reason

i walk down these halls
pass people who say rude remarks
behind my back they just laugh
i look down counting 
the tiles on the floor 
the way they snicker
they must think its all just a game
if they knew what i go home to
maybe they'd be nicer
if they knew 
i need a reason to live
a reason to cry
a reason to feel 
what ive been keeping inside 
a reason to smile when you walk by
please save me from this torture called life
day after day goes by 
the cuts on my arm 
get deeper with time 
the kids look at the bruises on my arms
i just duck and hide
save me now before i find a reason to kill myself
im drowning in my own made waterfall
someone please help


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love, peace, and harmony.

i shall dance upon the wings of your love until i become so intoxicated with your 
peace that i am resting within the spring of your life.

let me touch the pain of your most hidden self and take you to a place that the 
rose give birth to her petals and the fragrance of time give jubliance to harmony.

i have tasted the cruelty of life and its fallacies and came to know this simple 
truth.  only the sweetness of love peace and harmony can only truly be founded 
once you have really known the indept heartaches of life.

then shall you truly appreciate the essence on love peace and harmony that shall 
be free from deception.  truly then shall two hearts become symbiosis and know 
the splendor of the GOD-LOVE given only to those beings who are worthy if its 
nectar that flows ever so miraculously  betwixt their physical-self.  all else is just 
and illusion to love, peace, and harmony.  yes! they are mere moments of wasted 
pleasure without substance.  oh how mellifluous is the heart and mind that 
knows what it's been missing?


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Heather

Say queen what's your name?
in a moments delay, i caught a glimpse of your smile, looked in your eyes and saw someone i knew. someone i loved. a face of she that completed the entity of me holistically. I'm sorry your name is..
the spirit beckoned for my presence, i listened but in hesitation i declined the conversation. i remembered the moment my heart shattered into pieces with ends that would no longer be proportionate to any puzzle. the moment my breath became my suffocation, the more i swallowed i saw cloudy pictures i lost sight. i thought i was dying, no one to resuscitate me. she left me in that space hopeless.
speak again, what's your name?
the eyes delivered my trance, thoughts spinning, emotions flipping, i was turning into a ball of confusion, i heard the name but the familiarity was expelling too much energy, i couldn't find the rhythm of me lost in my memory, it's good to remember her, in fear i ran to the the lowest hole but climbed the highest and still didn't reach ground level. i still need her.
you asked my name...
the voice of my sanity, it rang like anita baker angel on a sunny sunday stunning sun rays beaming of the beams of my forehead, tingling the roots to the follicles of my tendrils. speak to me spiritually because verbally i submerge in blue hues with purple colored canvas i become a lush of words. speak to me emotionally with your hands covering mine, feel my pores into yours, drowning in love. whisper slowly in the pits of my being, i need your words to linger this moment may not happen again...
your name  happines huddled around ampled eager evident total tenacity heighten humility eventually enmeshed rhythm rupture.


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in life

In life we shared a love a love thats been torn away. we try to understand but words cannot explain how much we need you and will never stop thinking of you to see your smile  after all this while is gods gift to us but now that gift has been taken away without a word to say and the pain we endure is because a life that we love so much death has taken away from us. so now we live with the tears but no more fears of suffering because now the angels sing a lovely song for the one who dearly parted.


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The Collection

A scatter of iridescent wings
beneath the shattered glass.
A collection of still butterflies,
dead memories of my past.

An attempt to break the patterns 
of a life not lived before.
The remnants of a squandered fortune
I'm left no less, no more.

I try to see beyond my walls
of Crystal city's broken dreams.
I listen in the silence,
for my own protracted screams.

I'm growing yet, I'll grow still more,
to be a better man,
like a diamond forming in the ground,
to glitter on your hand.

A scatter of iridescent wings,
beneath the shattered glass,
a collection of still butterflies,
dead memories of my past.

The past is ever fading.
The days ahead seem bright.
I tried to overcome the drug,
God knows I lost the fight.

The only way I'll win the war,
is to give my soul, my life to God.
He is the Fisher of all men,
I'm bending down the rod.

He is my strength, my source of light,
when I'm lost out in the dark.
I know that he will save my life,
and allow new light to spark.

A scatter of iridescent wings 
beneath the shattered glass 
a collection of still butterflies,
dead memories of my past.

The butterflies will stir again.
They'll fly the winds they did before.
The shattered glass will crystalize
and bend the light once more.

A rainbow of refraction.
The sun beams through the glass.
The collection of still butterflies,
is free again at last.                           


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This England

<  This England..
Where the streets are paved with gold.
Or,so we're told!
This England..
Filled with so much hate and greed,
Where eyes are closed to those in need.
Where a healthy life is the modern way.
That is,of course,if you can pay.
A land with riches in the south,
Whilst northern folk live hand to mouth.
Where the kids have turned to smack and dope,
Because their future's drained of hope.
Where young girls whore,so their kids can eat
And the press still squirm at princely feet.
This England..
Where children walk the streets at night
And no-one cares about their plight.
This Ancient Isle of Albion
Where it's all for none
And one for one.>


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Ode rise of poetry death of the owl king part 2

Have no fellowship with unfruitful dark                                                                         black moors cold zephyr for now truth does spark                                                            a fire within the heart run far black dogs                                                                       truth defeats feeds seething flesh to the hogs                                                               Lord punishes high ones coven’s of death                                                                        trumpet of God host angels with one breath                                                                    though they all gather for the last battle                                                                       shiver satan for your own death rattles                                                                             it will not stand serpents cast into fire                                                                        Liars bewitch death’s end a molten mire                                                                           So beware their snares the child only sleeps                                                                     those who mutter and peep your sorceries keep                                                               as for me I know you have no keys so cry                                                                      my King cometh God’s Word upon his thigh           -     Based upon Erlking, Der Erlkönig and his supernatural death


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Repent

Theres a Way to be new and nothing like you were before,
Everything you once did or said disappears and is no more,
The times are coming when what we know will come to nothing,
Egos and pride, toughness and arrogance amounts to bluffing,
There is hope for the lost, believe me I know,
I was a scumbag from hell at the lowest you could go,
Hurting feelings and people in a drunken filled craze,
Not a care in the world in a hate infueld haze,
Any body can come to know The Life, The Truth, and The Way,
Jesus Christ came for us all and Hes one that wont lead us astray,
The path is narrow but with Him anything can be done,
GOd so loved the world that HE sent His only begotten Son.


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Morning After

The morning after, the sun is beaming
The world is streaming, with no particular meaning
The wind is blowing, while the boats are flowing
To the beautiful insight, of the flowers cloning

The birds is singing, to the whistleing of the breezing
While this girl heart is cold and freezing
Thinking of some reason, that her mind is in season
While the leaves from the trees is leaving

The rain starts to fall, as she stares in the sky so tall
Seeing the shadows of the raindrops on the wall 
More then a woman, but less then she ever can
The sound of the marching band


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my mask

My wife my life,my life my wife I remember saying sometimes in strife.I look above knowing I've lost my true love,gave way to sin and greed for those were the things that I did feed.Nearly lost my life being a fool,reflecting back I was so cruel to my wife and kids I'd become one of his tools,lying cheating became such a disgrace I could"nt even look at my face.How did this happen I ask myself as I take my mask off the shelf and face the world with a smile while I'm lonesome all the while.Oblivious to my pain is everyone I know as i continue to put on a show


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Everything happens for a reason

Life has many ups and downs
You never know what's through the door
Some things aren't always easy to grasp
You've got to reach a little more

Everything happens for a reason
whether at the time feels good or bad
You couldn't tell if it was a good time
If good times you always had

Realise the power of your thoughts
what your open mind can do
If you create a positive karma
Positive karma will look after you

So wander freely down lifes path
You're gonna find sun, sometimes rain
There is always gonna be happiness
around the corner from sadness or pain


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Baseball life?

What does it take to step up to the plate?
Every time there is a mistake

Life seems unfair at times and you get out
Other times "HOMERUN" is just shy of foul

Family and friends are your team
Communtication and practice prevent your defeat

Without it you make mistakes and get tagged out
or cause an ERA and begin to doubt

So when it happens that final day
when its bases loaded, two outs and your up to the plate

3 balls 2 strikes and your down by 3
You decide how its going to be

Sure, in the end it doesn't matter who wins or loses
The decisions in life always leaves its bruises


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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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MATED

If only It were easy for me to part from thee

to go back to a time afore I knew you

ere your beauty and your love were forever in my heart branded

times together in my mind forever treasured, the beauty of you in my soul forever mated


Leaving nothing of all your immediate reminders.

A caress of flames to engulf me

And warm my cold loneliness,

A moment of bliss to bid me farewell

Without ire or regret


Though I cannot claim from thee my heart anymore than I can claim the moon from the skies for your love.


The heart wants what it wants and I cannot even begin to grasp the reasons neither can I fathom the depths of these alien feelings,

Only that should I lose you after I've just found you, I ....cannot imagine going on.


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Last Days in Maine

I am powerless in mind and within my body,
This alcohol has got me down and I am paralyzed,
The world in which I call home cannot be analyzed,
All through this drink, with this I have declared my hobby.

My Friends do not respect me to which I cannot blame,
I am depressed beyond recognition and with it I feel shame,
Years without and years repressed and years I call lame,
Not one happy relationship, not with family or dame.

Salvation is coming and I keep telling myself bleakly,
Each day my sanity goes through hoops only to survive meekly,
The end has only that alcohol to calm my stress,
This alcohol feels as if I am saved from the rest.

I'm almost there and almost free from this asylum,
My friends around seem to care not even some,
I'm losing the fight even when both sides are done,
Three days until I'm home again...any longer and my life be gone.

(I survived and am now much healthier)


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Renewal

Away! Away! No ride away!
The rider came and said
Make haste! Make haste! It plans to waste!
Your lands and strike you dead

Up! And up! They all got up!
To grab a little to take
They ran! They ran! Away they ran!
Ahead of what's at stake

Look! But look! Just take a look!
A few ignored the cry
Alas! Alas! But oh alas!
Their fate they could not hide

Storm! A storm! A riotous storm!
Engulfed the staying crowd
Flood! A flood! A raging flood!
Swept 'way them and their town

Away! Away! It swept away!
The lands that used to lie
Life! But life! But also life!
It brought this evening nigh

Anew! Anew! It brought anew!
Rich soil, seed from afar
Give! To give! New life to give!
Those returning, new life to start


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Sweet Shadows

Shadows, falling on the street, shadows staring up at me, all I seem to see, are sweet shadows.
You walked out my door; I swear my heart can’t take anymore, so I’m left with my sweet shadows.
Words that we spoke and now all the hurt my heart holds, piercing silence and sweet shadows. 
Seasons change, falling leaves, the wind blows, my heart grieves, my only company, my sweet shadows.
One quick glance into my life, all the change and the strife one strange constant fight and sweet shadows.
One Glimmer of hope fly’s my way, I grab on but it slips away, once again I shall stay, with my sweet shadows.
Memories burn, calm the flame, don’t come back I don’t need the pain; my pleasure to remain, with my sweet shadows. 
Shadows, falling on the street, shadows staring up at me, all I seem to be, one sweet shadow.
-Micaiah Price


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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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Haven

HAVEN
By Tom Brown

Issues...

Never once the good coming into the bad but the bad slowly becoming good
Evolving from one into the other like a seesaw of drama and reality
Varying only by what it is now
Every time hitting just as hard
Ripping into my soul only to heal itself over the hard times

Questions from before become questionable
Usually leading to more confusion
Initially meant to ease the mind but becomes
The never ending cycle of life

In this time my will is tested

Judgment swings it's hammer in due time
Used solely to set me free from one hell and
Soaring into what could be another
Time consuming hole in which I may not return from...but

Faith is
Only giving me the drive to continue
Life is a test inside another
Looking from the outside inward
Only to test me further and
Warranting me my chance at something better in the future

Maybe my life has more meaning than I thought
Yet I still find myself tested

Hopefully I can still go on
Eventually the tests will end
And my efforts to survive this will be noticed
Rewarding me my freedom
Then maybe I can find what I've always been searching for...


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Hidden Deep Within

I'm back to my writing, 
I'm back to my thinking, 
I dont know why I keep fighting, 
I don't know why I keep drinking, 

I always think I'm too spiritually weak, 
when I choose to ****ing smoke, 
but even ever more when I take that next drink, 
killing myself ain't no ****ing joke. 
Soon I will be six feet deep, 
I'm down in the reservation gutter finally broke, 
words said softly but nothing meaningful ever spoke. 

I'm back to my writing, 
I'm back to my thinking, 
I dont know why I keep fighting, 
I don't know why I keep drinking, 

Tell me something different Lord! 
Tell me why I grew up so ****ing poor! 
Tell me why I spent time sitting in prison crying to you on a concrete floor! 
Tell me why I can't have what I want in this life in what I truly do adore! 
Tell me why I am doing this when I can be doing that because this *****I'm doing now is a bore!
 
I'm back to my writing, 
I'm back to my thinking, 
I dont know why I keep fighting, 
I don't know why I keep drinking, 

I know the answers I ask are hidden deep within, 
I just have to look past my sins, 
I guess I can be an outlaw of just another outcast laughing at the world with a silent grin,
 I know I can be no hearted in the land of OZ I'm the mother fuking man of tin, 
I know if I would I would do all this *****all over again. 
I used to be the one at the end of the trail with just another loss but this my time to win.
 I know the answers I ask are all hidden deep within.


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Him, He Cant Forgive

Struggles begin, The pain is deep from within. He's scarred with a mark, His days are so dark. His life has become the dark days, In his troubled bed is where he lays. There is no light, His days are only night. How could he be lost in the memories he relives, How can he blame you when its him, he cant forgive. 

He made his bed and he's stuck, All his life he never had luck. Time slowly passes him by, He has no wings to spread and fly. With each day he thinks he grows stronger, But the distance between him and his inner self has grown longer. He is so far from everything, Its not much longer that his toll from the bell will soon ring. How could he be lost in the memories he relives, How can he blame you when its him, he cant forgive.


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Life Can Be A Little Shady

Life today can seem shady 
but **** it its what I make it until it ultimately makes me 
I been drinking and smoking ...feelin like shit, hangin over lately 
but my life is what I make it so I can let it break me 
sometimes it feels better if death would just come and take me 
But death iz everyday so I can let it ****in shake me 
So I sit here once again lost lettin life try and chase me 
so **** pplz you can all love to hate me........... 
**** it Im already insane so why not get a lil more crazy 
THATS WHY LIFE TODAY CAN SEEM A LITTLE SHADY


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When I was growing UP!

When I was growing up I WAS a ninja turtle
When I was growing up my cry could make blood curdle

When I was growing up I loved race cars
When I was growing up I believed in Star Wars

When I was growing up I played with toys
When I was growing up I kicked it with the boys

When I was growing up girls had cuddies
When I was growing up my fights were beauties 

When I was growing up I made a big mess
When I was growing up I cheated on my tests

When I was growing up parents were mean
When I was growing up I was never very clean

When I was growing up I did crazy things
When I was growing up I wanted wings

When I was growing up I colored in the lines
When I was growing up I destroyed the blinds

When I grew up I realized it was fun
Now I apologize for what I have done!  


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rest, tiger, hurt

from birth you’re taught to fight and kill
to always get your prey.
you track and stalk, but be still
lest she get away.
and though you check the wind for scent,
oh, you must be clever.
for still you stop to shade your eyes,
because nothing fights forever.

so rest, tiger, hurt with me
and let me stroke your fur.
for just as sure as you can growl,
i know that you can purr.

and yes, you’re strong! and yes you’re proud!
and yes, you leave me speechless!
but know this, my fierce, fierce friend,
like me you have a weakness.
your teeth are sharp, your claws more so,
you’re bred to rise above.
but what i chase is sharper still,
and nothing hurts like love.

so rest, tiger, hurt with me,
and let me stroke your fur.
for just as sure as you can growl,
i know that you can purr.

i wont ask much, i promise you.
who cares how this will end.
for here, and now, i’m hurt more
by those i called my friends.
so share your shade, and share your seat
with this foolish stranger.
i’ll play nice, one more time,
though i know the danger.

so rest, tiger, hurt with me,
lets watch the sun just swell.
and you can growl, or you can purr.
but i will talk of hell.


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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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FLOWERS

The sun shines giving life to a love that blooms and fills the air with the smell of happiness,flowers of love and understanding,flowers of life and all that the world indures but soon the flower will wither away and another will take its place but true love will never wither away.


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Reverberates

A gentle cool spring rain falls down
Saturating blossoms fair
Daffodils with lowered sweet heads
Wait without a care

Sunshine covered with clouds very gray
Raindrops cleanse the spring air 
Flowers receive moisture's rebirth
Out to play children's prayer

Spring fever is in the cool air
Birds' mating calls echo
So lively are the pairs' display
Resounds in the meadow

Sunshine covered with clouds very gray
Raindrops cleanse the spring air
Flowers receive moisture's rebirth
Out to play children's prayer

Dripdrops reverberates 'pon roof
Spring fever gets one down
Let sunshine peak through the cold cloud 
Rainbows appear like clowns

Sunshine covered with clouds very gray
Raindrops cleanse the spring air
Flowers receive moisture's rebirth
Out to play children's prayer

Sleepy Star Magnolia awaken
Gentle spring rain renewed
Rain 'pon my dampened window pane
Somewhat blurs scene as viewed

Sunshine covered with clouds very gray
Rain drops cleanse the spring air
Flowers receive moisture's rebirth
Out to play children's prayer

Finis
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WITH GOD, THERE'S SECOND CHANCE

Much Sickness, I have seen
Sleeping tight, I have thin
Hope sometimes a whim

There are storms
Saddening and forlorn
There are earthquakes
Shattering and breaks

All these falters humans?
What do we have as a man?
To counteract such imbalance
With God, we can take a chance

By:
olive_eloi
6:18 pm
02/04/2014
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A Split Life Of Mine

In days of intense living.
Times where people aren't so giving.

Trying hard every time.
Doing day's work to earn my dime.

The future hints, it may be bleak.
Success and happiness. It's the life I seek.

Hard times. Life slips away.
It seems once more, I've lost another day.

Stressing on life, the way I do best.
But just so happens, It's like all the rest.

Doing and saying are two different actions.
Try loving and helping. See the reactions.

Strive for a road to a better tomorrow.
Now having to pay back the time I borrow.

One foot forward, one step back.
Continue this road. It's sheer will, I lack.

This dimly-lit life of mine.
Wipe away the flaws, then I shall surely shine.

So here I am. Still not feeling fine.
Here I am. Still at the starting line.

Watch! Someday, that will all change.
Someday, my skill and talent will take me to such great range.

As of now, I'm on a personal chase.
Mission possible, to change my place.

It's all stuff I'll learn in due time. 
Starting my life. 
To earn more then just a dime.


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PLUNGE IN BETWEEN

this past days, I can not write..
I feel something isn't right...
They said: "I'm bright"..
I said: "midway, I'm alright"...

I am in a deep thought..
Who could have sought..
I wish a bias thinking, they brought..
Oftentimes, lurks fear and doubt..

kindling, worry and anxiety to life..
terrible at times as it cuts like knife..
still, remaining still despite the strife..
bewitched and bewildered til dust..

Nevermind, all this will soon last..
Richness and beauty gradually rusts..
thus, stay humble and tuck in that bust..
God always sees and just..

by: olive_eloi
sept. 12, 2013
10:30pm


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Called Moses by Her People

Called Moses by Her People
		
Harriet Tubman was the very one.
In the year of 1851.

Called Moses by her people
a slave to none.

Returning from freedom
Braving nineteen runs.

Three hundred people
Their chains undone.

Confidence, bravery,
And fearless of death.

Built the Under Ground Railroad.
She conducted by faith.

 Abolitionists, Quakers, and Senators too.
She commanded allegiance. They all were true blue.

A soldier, spy,and Civil War nurse.
Her personal safety was never put first.

Called Moses by her people.
Their daughters and sons.

She knew God wanted Freedom
For everyone.



		
[ Poet' View: FEBRUARY Is National Black History Month ]
www.keltonhouse.com


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TO GOD, DO SURRENDER

Incline thy ears to listen
View how things can glisten
Far beyond all the horizons
Appreciate beauty and ugliness unison

For everything, there are extremes
Isn't it even when we dream?
Success over disappointments
Solutions over impediments

Sometimes caught in a jungle
Burdens and anxieties in bundle
A heavy weight like a dumbbell
Sometimes too much, one can't handle

To be discouraged, we must not
Believe, God will relieve these knots
Surrender everything to His name
Remember God's love endures and remain

By: 
olive_eloi
10:07 pm
02/10/2014

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Inspired by the Bible verses: 1 Corinthians 2:9 and Psalm 55:22..

---Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... 
Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ?


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ON BREAKAWAY

Spear my heart with love
Let it beat; Let it clap
Open my eyes with the truth
Let it see; Let not be fooled

Glance at me once or twice
Behold and distinguish all spice
Perceive not the bad but nice
Quietly do becoming wise

Everyday there are changes
Find, explore all that enhances
Hurdle, succeed all ravages
Breakaway from all damages

by: olive_eloi
5:40pm
01/06/2014

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A Lady of a Certain Age

I’ve been around this world awhile,
have had my ups and downs.
I think were I to tally them,
I’ve had more smiles than frowns.

I want to live each day as though
it is the very last,
for I have been improvident
and a wastrel in the past.

Time, greatest of commodities,
must be used or it's gone.
It cannot be stored nor hoarded.
It's worthless when its done.

I have reached an age that’s greater 
than it has been before.
I’m ashamed to ask the good Lord
to give me one day more

Unless I grab it and hold it
and put it to good use.
I intend to meet my Maker
without a weak excuse.

This is the way that life feels when
you get to be my age,
that the story will be ending.
You hate to turn the page.


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IN THE LINE OF DUTY

IN THE LINE OF DUTY
One! Two!! it’s all espirit d’ corp
For only our duty calls
When life is at stake there is no fall
No mistake taken when in your court is the ball

Left! Right!! The move taken of courage
We all move to the other side-no age
Orders are what keep us together as brothers
Not bordered when one falls we just go further

In the line there is no looking backward
For glory is what we look towards
At risk of our life forward we go
In our country we are living heroes
 


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alcoholics ballard

A bitter and twisted tale to follow,
everyday the same as tommorw,
same old madness that will follow,
empty dreams and a heart that's hollow.

Ill begin each day the usual way,
look in the mirror and see decay,
a hopeless soul is what they say,
still dressed in the clothes of yesterday.

I sit on my bed with no real plans,
except for liquid, to steady my hands,
frantically search my bedsit floor,
till i find what i'm looking for.

A half empty can of a real strong beer,
lost under the bed for maybe a year,
sit back on the bed with ergency and speed,
can to my lips for the liquid i need.

with every swallow the shakes dissapear,
twenty four hours till again the'll appear,
with ergency for more i head for the door,
checking my pockets to reveal my last score.


Now out on the street i encounter a stranger,
paranoid feelings as if my life were in danger,
stare at the floor to avoid eye contact,
and focus my attention on my beer contract.


as i walk i scan the floor for butts,
so i dont waste money on buying roll ups,
long ones a bonus but short ones a start,
for when i get home ill pull them apart.


arrive at the shop and drool at his stock,
calculating what i can get for my twenty spot,
eight cans of tennents and two bottles of cider,
then proceed to pay the shop minder.


the usual pleasentrys as i pay,
and as i leave he bids a good day,
with the job half done i head back to my slum,
not quite a walk and not quite a run.

arrive back home and slam the door,
just as the sweats begin to pour,
sit back on my bed place beers on the floor,
the liquid profits of my score,

drink the day back into the night,
slowly more getting as high as a kite,
drowning self sorrow and drowning self pain,
to keep myself from going insaine.

now a waste of a life i have to agree,
but i cannot deny that life was me.


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RIP My Brother

Today marks seven years you had to go. 
Your journey here was a tough tow. 
To better things the other side. 
You've left me feeling really lost. 
But the memories are never tossed. 
Even though you're in a better place. 
That don't stop the tears rolling down my face. 
You were my buddy, my pal, my friend. 
Most of all you were my brother that held my hand. 
RIP I love you always!


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One Last Time

I feel your breath upon my cheek
Your heartbeat next to mine
Cradled in your arms; but know
It’s just for one last time

I look into your eyes: you smile
That smile just breaks my heart
Lying here so close, but know
We’re really worlds apart

As I watch you sleep
A single tear falls from my eye
I know deep down your leaving me
I know this is goodbye

I close my eyes and silently
I pray to God above
That I will wake from sleeping
Still beside this man I love

As I pray he looks at me
And gently wipes my tears
He holds me in his arms
His whispers chase away my fears

He tells me that he loves me
How much to him I mean
But suddenly I realize
It’s really just a dream

For when my eyes are open 
In the cold cruel light of day
I know my prayers weren’t answered
I know he’s gone away

What do I do now
How am I supposed to feel
How do I move on
Do I bleed, or do I heal

Do I face the truth
Or do I live on lets pretend
But sadly deep inside I know 
We've reached our journeys end..



By Raina Hutchins


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Reality

Who doesn’t have challenges?
Both rich and poor alike
We will all die some day
Beautiful and ugly
Hunger and fullness
Does not discriminate
Success
Is mankind’s desire
A good voice is good
No matter where you are from
Don’t you love money?
Everyone loves plenty of it
Everyone longs to worship a God
But the true God is the true God
Time is same for everyone
Yes same in quantity
Just like every country is on earth
Is love racist?
I don’t think so
Just like a smile always warm and friendly
Opposite of a hard face
Jesus my savior is real just like heaven is
And hell is also
I turn the lights off
Darkness becomes real
Both are real
Very real 
Like every other reality


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Broken Tears, Death

We cry with broken tears
We cry silently
We cry with angry tears
We cry in misery

Die death!
Go away
Goodbye death
Fade away

Dreaming of pain
and drowning in tears
blood red roses
cut through the fears

Survive with your mind,
but live with your heart
chase all your shadows
and don't fall apart

Don't break down tonight
Just clear your mind
Dry your eyes
Put this behind

Hold fast to your heart
And don't let go
Don't decieve yourself
Let your feelings show

Kiss your problems away
and shut your eyes
Take hold of your breath
And don't let it die

Promises are promises
and black is black
Take a risk once in a while
Or your bound to crack


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Ode rise of poetry death of the owl king part 1

Never make deals with devils or run from them                                                               fight tooth and nail strike the root kill the stem                                                              who rides Dark wooden trails poet’s wild hunt                                                           crossing paths light shatter the cold front                                                                        riding a goat, great red beard with goat's hooves                                                          evil’s king many cloven slippers behooves                                                                      storm of lies hold truth as bosom’s bride                                                                        showing as angel of light but death hides                                                               Beneath the willows of time in alder realms                                                                dark past under the flowering wicker’s elm                                                                    night rituals try to reclaim what is not theirs                                                              hounds run devil-may-care Harlequins dare                                                                   krampus jolly olé nick Binding birch whip                                                                       eight legged lies bloody tongue does drip                                                                        *                                                                   -  based upon Erlking, Der Erlkönig and his supernatural death 


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Question

Have you ever chased a rainbow
or ran towards the moon
Danced in the rainstorm
In the middle of June
Did you ever sing a song
As loud as you could
or wished on falling stars
just like a child would
Have you ever taken chances
and laughed when they wrong
Don't take life to seriously
and just  try to get along



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WELLSPRING

You are all together desirable
and so my soul longs for you
hold me close don't let me go
I need to know your love is true

I had not thought  possible
this kind of love to know
the kind that people dream of 
of our origins ages ago 

More beauty than hanging gardens
or the wonders of seven worlds
nor crafting by the hands of men
fallen   it's heights were hurled

Like the rain in desert places
and dew in a thirsty land
desire avidly your own embrace
and be led by your own hand

Drink from the well inexhaustible 
the everlasting spring of joy
whose word is rooted in virtue
which hatred would seek to destroy

A cistern in the desert deep
an oasis in parched land set
you draw the hearts of multitudes
lest the setting of love they forget

Like well watered resting places
where the fountains of the deep
saturate the flowering meadows bloom
whose treasuries our memories keep

Job 8  , Isaiah 58


COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


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LOVE WINS OVER ROMANCE

You ask and want my hand
Really, I never meant to offend
Nor immediately do I want to extend
Agreeing and committing to a bond

You and I wants a steadfast relationship
Not like civil nor of stewardship
Nor even of plain companionship
Rather, You and I wants more than friendship

A sought-after, that I don't dreamt..
A heartthrob, that I never ever want..
Having a killer smile, maybe that I prefer
Being the one and only, sure that I wish

Nowadays, a love so true and pure
All wants to have and ensure
Through good and hard times, do endure
Don't forget, genuine love a beautiful cure

Don't ever try to impress
Instead be yourself, just express
Love amazing, not to give stress
Trials there maybe, let it be lo abreast

Yes, participating in romance
They makes love more intense
Yet, think more than twice the sense
In the long run, how will it quench?

By: olive_eloi
11:32am
01/08/2014

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Journey

I am on a journey
life, the mother-dog
and I' just a puppy:
Knowing nothing' 
but pain...animosity
embraced only'
by vain and daily cruelty'
my hopeless body disheveled:

upon the frosty dust'
about where I'm helplessly tossed-
hurting- man in resentful toil
all' to know' ends foiled:
Got then the soul of man' seeking his Creator
but mystified by the muteness of a mysterious nature
or apparently too weary now' our ears' to hear God:
ignoble man' retarded now' in the ignoble dark,
from the light of love' which gave he' his back:

his soul' now enmeshed
in the ballast of hideous strife and agony'
his vain miserable days' now entrenched.
Oh... all this' chose he' in his own folly....
and might never all the way' the grace of existing' feel
unless he is taken down the gully...

O how saddening:
the grasp of a battered soul
yet so young
but already turned old
rueful of his untold coming
but no going back into mother's tummy.

The awareness, how late!
Where heads now my fate:
in this journey...


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PERSPECTIVE INNOCENCE

I have met and have known so many..
Did not give a chance to any?
Sure, I can have one of these any..
However, I am so careful and been choosy...

My heart's innocence..
It loves in true essence.
Bright as the lights luminescence..
All that gone by is just reminiscence..

How I pray for one and only?
Not of rich or pure novelty..
Not of highly educated nor of buckling pocket..
As I only want for one humbled..

It's crazy, I still believe..
When all those chances, I give..
It is rejection and pain, I achieve..
Nevertheless, I hope never be deceived..

For all I want is love to receive..
Mindful please, I ask you to perceive..
For times with you I spent, I'll not retrieve..
Trust and genuine love, do faithfully conceive..

by: olive_eloi
5:36pm
12/11/2013


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UP TO SUCCESS, WANDERER

Ten thousands I do not have..
Sparkling diamonds unfortunately Im not bestowed as well
Big architectural design homeI don't have as well 
And So I have not also seen much of the world..

However..
What I do have is my family and my friends
What I do have is a mind willing to learn and discover 
What I do have is a heart sensitive to feel and understand...
What I do have is a handful experience

I have loved thee..
With all that I am I did..
Though It did not end to what I want..
Still, I remained hopeful 

As much as, I want to give..
There's a drive I need to control..
As much as I want to show..
There's that voice saying: "careful"

How can I not stop?
If it can be; it might be..
How can I not go on?
If I don't feel the possibility..

Between heaven and hell, it might be..
Over the sun and under the sea, maybe..
I will bravely the risk..
I will courageously seek..

Even if I'm not sure of the result..
Even if I may be place in hot waters..
I must try; I must try..
I must not quit; must not quit..

By: olive_eloi
oct. 6, 2013
1:40pm


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What If

What if I look in the mirror
And see no reflection

What if I stand in the rain
And can't feel a single raindrop

What if I hurt myself
And I feel no pain

What if I look with head
Instead of my eyes

What if I feel every emotion
And at the same time feel none

What if my courage is broken
And I fall to my knees

What if I held on 
Till my fingers bled

What if I'm wrong
And what if I'm right 

What if I plead 
I plead for a ray of hope

What if I'm not here
And I'm not there

What if I only exist
In my own head


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The Beauty Of Princess C.D.

LCan a man truly know beauty if he fails to behold the natural beauty 
within your precious heart?  How shall i dance with the twinkling of the
stars and romance the illuminating moon, if I dare not dream the dreams
of tasting the ripen fruits of your blissfulness?

Let me be a wandering man of madness if I should ever not acknowlege
the mesmerzing joy, charm, intellect, and beauty within your mind, body,
and soul.

For my darling C.D., it be those sweet attributes of yours that cause my
sleep to sustain its self, because of seeing you in my dreams from time
to time.

I race like a gazelle to behold your naturalness.  i become this quiet lion
in the wake of your defence.  I become patience to know and to love your
innermost thoughts and asperations.  Yes, my darling, never will I engage
in folly to behold you.  Never will I become weak if I shall never taste your
sacred love.  Never will I ignore you should I be not worthy of your
fruits of your royal garden of bliss.


For I shall be as I was before I ever encountered you, yet I shall weep
within should you abandon the quest of  these sentimental thoughts
of authenticity. Thus was the love of Lady C.D., the radiant princess
which stoled my  heart and moved my love to be inside her love.


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Invincible Dawn

An eye inside the dark,
Awaken with every breath,
Attempting to steal the very soul,
Combative with every motion,
Incredibly common within the night, A conflict on and through, Insignificant worry for what's beyond, And what's conceived before,
Waiting for a visible light, A sign of invincible dawn,
A new beginning, A touch of light, Another's gone no more.


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Lost in the toilet of life

As the razor glides across my wrist
An eruption of life escapes me
With ever drip it escapes me
Into the toilet of life, 
My life blood escapes me.

Too late to turn back
It escapes me,
Slowly drifting off into darkness 
Its escaping me,
Seeing her face walk in the door 
Crying as she holds me in her arms
It escapes me,
With thoughts of regret, 
and the memory of her face,
I am gone…
Forever lost in the toilet of life


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To you A whole

I can’t say it yet, but I will
When I can effect you and instill 

My mind and emotions you destroy
Like a soul you own. Like a toy

One day I will defeat you!
Punch, kick, and beat you

The bruises and cuts sting right now
I want to get you away, but how?

All I hear from you is pain and torment
It is a waiting game for the one single moment

Learning hate and dismissal with indifferent tones
While I sit in a bed weak and alone

Brings me to my resolve and what I must do
Get ride of the demon and ass whole in you

My days of suffering come to an end
When I make that phone call and bring you in

Relief in the eyes of my mom and brothers a real
We made it through this whole ordeal

Most of all I except the role you failed and didn’t deserve
Bread winner in a house that can finally be heard!


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Gone

Yesterday has slipped away
And only now I see
Just how sad the answers
To those questions asked can be

A hollow feeling in my heart
A pain inside so real
An empty space inside of me
That only you can fill

Even though you're gone from me
Still I’m holding on
To something that can never be
To something so far gone

People say that I'll forget 
That time will dry my tears
People say this pain inside
Will fade throughout the years

But everything we did
And every word that we did share
And every place we've been
Have left their shadows everywhere

Apart from you and I
Nobody else could ever know
Or ever understand
The part of me that can't let go

You were my love, my heart, my soul
You gave my life to me
And now I feel so lonely 
Saying 'I' instead of 'We

In a world of strangers
Here alone I stand
My promise of tomorrow
Gently slipped right through my hand

I close my eyes and feel you near
In dreams you're by my side
In every prayer I pray for you
In every tear I cry

Not only did I lose my love
I lost my best friend too
I lost my world, my heart, my soul
The day that I lost you

Although the road gets lonelier
And longer everyday
My memories of loving you
Will never fade away...


By Raina Hutchins



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Tomboy

She danced wildly amidst the crowd taunting man and woman alike
Though she was playing at all of our wants tonight

She possessed everything men like in a girl 
And the charisma of man to make the girls whirl

I say well done at such a feat
Her smile enchanting her voice sweet

Her hair a flame of yellow and black
Cut short to not hold her back

Her body lean and not lacking 
Her eyes a blue like a wave attacking

Bejeweled ears and a posture that was so
Captivating hearts began to slow

My gaze shifted head to toe in awe
Of this maiden that seemed to me all…

Then I awoke from my reverie to realize
That I will have to go with out this prize

To sea I go to conquer my fears
As I leave lifes gems behind with no tears


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I'm Coming, Father

Father had always spoken of ships
Their swiftness, capacity and might
I too- am amazed by this one
I stare out and into the night

It's cold up here, and I wonder
Where we are, relative to the globe
Small snowflakes tickle my rosy cheeks
As I cuddle in my mother's old robe

I walk down to my bunk with the others
Close my eyes and dream of home
All the chatter and children's breathing
Just make me feel so lost and alone

I don't know how long I've been sleeping
But there's a red light above my head
Screaming people are running all around
Filling my little soul with utter dread

The boat- this ship is shaking
So violently, i can hardly stand
I jump up, and attempt to run up the stairs
And I search in vain for any land

Instead, I see a dreadful sight
And my nightmares are all too real
Tilting and sinking- oh! We're sinking!
Some stop and they try to kneel

Panic has stricken the remainder
that have not fallen overboard
My hands are gripping the railing
The only life support I can afford

To die- will it be so painful?
tears are flowing as I embrace my slaughter
Alone in the night full of suffering
I let go- and I greet the water

Ice- I am blue, I am burning
Father, can you help me be free?
It's cold, so cold- I need to breathe in...
I'm coming home to thee


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life Just Isn't

Life isn about keeping score of right and wrong.
It’s not about how many people you call.
And its not about  who you’ev dated, are dating, or haven’t dated at all.
It isn’t about who you’ve kissed, who you’ve hasd sex with , which boy or girl likes 
you or who played you or  who you’ve played.
It isn’t about the color of your skin ,or the color of the skin you date.
It’s not about your shoes clothes, hair, money, or colleges that accept or 
unaccepted you are.
Life just isn’t about that !

But life is about who you love and who you hurt.
It’s about how you feel about yourself.
Its about trust, happiness, and compassion.
It’s about sticken up for ya friends, and replacing inner hate with love.
Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance, and building confidence.
Its about choosing to use your life to touch someoneelse’s in a way that could 
never have been achieved otherwise.
THE CHOICES ARE WHAT LIFE IS ALL ABOUT!


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Angels fall first

 In a blink of an eye
 The angel appears on the sky
 I see the innocence in her face
 While she tries to fly with grace

 A broken wing under a devil skin
 Her face is full of lust and sin
 She can not reach the sky again
 She sinned so much she will remain

 She is so perfect for this world
 But she will stay, she gave her word
 Even the Heaven closed its door
 And let the girl sleep on my floor

 No more wings and no more grace
 She is a human in a place
 A place of beauty, joy and sorrow
 The girl won't stay until tomorrow

 The gates of Hell have opened wide
 To get the girl that sinned with pride
 There she will pay for what she gave
 Beauty, joy, sorrow and all with ave

 But will she ever meet again
 The one that crossed her path, the man?
 Will she have the everything
 Even though she has now nothing ?

 But the memories remain
 And they bring her joy and pain
 She fought the war and she has won
 And now she bears her unborn son

 The gates of Hell await the muse
 She wants not but she must choose
 The being that she will gave birth
 Will mum or she return to Earth ?

 A soul has fallen from the sky
 Born in a family, but born to die
 Which one is she, the she or mum?
 I do not know but she will come!


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REMEMBERING WHEN

WATCHING MY BOYS BECOME MEN WHAT A JOY TO BEHOLD .ALWAYS FIGHTING AND 
YELLING TRUTH BE TOLD. NOW AS ADOLESCENTS FADES AND  MANHOOD BEGINS IT IS 
WONDERFUL TO SEE THAT THEY HAVE BECOME FRIENDS. I TOLD THEM AS KIDS THAT 
THIS IS HOW IT WOULD BE, THEY BOTH LAUGHED AND SAID"NOT ME". SO DIFFERENT 
ARE MY BOYS SEEMS STRANGE THEY'VE SHARED THE SAME JOYS AND SAME PAIN. 
DIFFERENT AS THEY MAYBE AND I DON'T KNOW HOW IT ALL ENDS AS LONG AS THEY 
REMAIN FRIENDS


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Journeys

I think it’s best to stay he said
And sail the ocean blue
To find and seek that tale unread
Before we lose that too

To see the world with men and beasts
Then turn and shake my head
To wonder why we drink and feast
When each day we might be dead

For a candle will be blown
And my will will bend
Away all life is flown,
For this? This is the end.


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ON CRASHES

Half quarter to four
I am here To little tour
Where I go to detour
Come, show me in an hour

Drive your little white car..
Seeing you on a mile dart..
Oh! heart begin to start..
Pumping twice I can't halt..

On dark colored glasses..
Your looks on dashes..
My cheeks runs flushes.
Surrounding seems on crashes..

By: olive_eloi
4:10 pm
11/18/2013

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The Summer Breeze

One thing is certain about summer
It never last forever
Be that it may sometimes be a bummer
You will always remember the weather

The ocean breaths 
As you sometimes hear
Through the summer breeze
And the starry nights are clear.

Sweat and games are ever more real
With a summer breeze
It’s the coolness you feel
Which provokes a peace?

For it’s the memories you’ll steal!


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THE UNREALIZED DREAMS OF YESTERDAY

Dreamer, never give up on
the unrealized dreams of yesterday;
and with nothing but hope...
you can imagine them shine,
even brighter than the furthest star...
when your sky has no other light!
Dreamer, don't put them away;
see in strides:  a courageous heart!

Lay them out on the pathways...
where everyone can see them with a clear view;
dreams are lived out by those  
who are free to trust and love anyone of their choice...
to let emotions speak with an inner voice;
dreamer, you can have them, too!

You could think of a possibility,
and turn it into a certainty;
never passing up that chance...
to paint the unrealized dreams of yesterday
with lively colors that can only 
be found in a rainbow that delights all senses!

Aliveness comes form a surge of profound awareness...
that awakening to life may seem an illusion,
so dreamer realize the dreams of yesterday
with all thoughts and joys set on tomorrow, 
and let them swirl within and immensely grow...
by not letting others interfere with your happiness,
which is often threatened by another intrusion;
dreamer, hold them in your grasp...don't let them get away!     


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Sista in Savage Society

Did y'all see?
When caseworkers of no guest workers,
When she so desparatedly sought refuge
In your country that you so vow
as the land of the free, 
but didn't lift a finger to aid her?
Nothing but her ownself
and little dignity she had left
your sadistic manly desires
falsely promised her salvation,
If she let you pin her back;

What about a pregnant mom?
looking for someone to 
at least be held
and told that her child
will cry and not die,
she see the father walk by,
she asks why?
He just sneered 
as he walks by 
with a pathetic ass sigh
Her son will not live this lie 
alive or dead;

Did y'all see?
When a young mom couldn't even
complete the alphabet, but now lives to regret,
being upset after tossing her child from elevation 
higher than mount Everest, seeing and fleeing 
for luxuaries from a colored T.V. set?

Her selfless pity, o idditty bity, of siddity 
with wealth and romance, of so much finance 
with a decorated carriage, of her own initiated miscarriage ,
of a now drifted off life.
A life who's own attitude bearing wings dipped 
by a mom's longitude 
of lust for leisure,
a tale too tragic
for anyone to forget.

Did y'all ever see? 
Hurry up and arise 
before your bell starts to ring
BLING BLING BLING 

" To every struggling mother in the universe, the Lord thy father, is one's babyfather that will never forget. To hold the fruit from your womb, even while the other doesn't whether the child is down below or up above, he will never escape his undying love." 


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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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Daves Song

Music flows from your soul
like a life force deep within
brings you to a place where love shines

Can u it in your veins?
Does the beat match your hearts rythums
Do you  envision beauty and peace
with the sound of each note.

(chorus)
music man let the sound engulf me
take me over
entwine me in the mood

Can u feel it in your mind?
Do you see the sun and the stars?
space..filled with your notes
each signified by your creation

music man let the volume rise,
take me over
make me beg for more
leave me wanting

(chorus)
music man let the sound engulf me
take me over
entwine me in the mood


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hurt




" Hurt "
By Rodney Riggins


Dying ,Crying , Lying , Praying ,
Feelings , Emotions , and Smiling.

You love so hard to it hurts.
Masks are put on for display. 
Not being yourself shows your not 
being honest with yourself.

On the outside it shows like a sore 
big toe that's not hard to figure out
and is visible. What's keep in the
dark will eventually shine.

Hurt is a drug the devil always
show love. Fake love to make you 
hurt and hate. Getting even is a 
pleasure while hurting someone
to get even is even worse.

Everyone has hurt some even worse
than others. Feelings are around for
people to use for their pleasures
to get their way for desires and
attention. 

Some are spoiled and feel that they
can't be hurt. Those deserve to be
hurt because lives are destroyed
by these events.

Some aren't stronger than others
but who is you to judge another 
about someone else's expereinces
and what they have been through.

Hurt It's a disease


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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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My Reckless Ways

I'm drowning in the tears from the sorrows of my reckless ways, now its just facing the days. If only i could've realized sooner what i have done, now the bricks are crumbling by the ton. Open my eyes and now i see, all i want from you is to forgive me. So you bring that poor dog in from the rain, though he just wants right back out again. I always find myself making the same mistake, i change and things break. Now its tough to see the light, sometimes i wish it was bright. So it could be easier to face the day, nothing gold can stay. Like mud on the pavement, it eventually washes away.....


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The Boulder

The Boulder
The anchor ripped through the seabed, lurching and banging trying to get a grip,
Dragged forward at a pace, cutting grooves in the sand under, the belly of the ship.
The anchor locks on to a great rock, knocking part of its shoulder,
The loose rock rolls on down the side; in fact it is a boulder.
The new boulder comes to rest on the bottom of the sea,
Confused he looks all around and then realises - he is free.
Whoopee, this is great, he sits there looking, because his view has finally changed.
The boulder can’t believe his luck, to be free from the underwater range.
He rolls around as the waves push forward bits, being knocked slowly from him.
Many years down the line, he his is getting really quite thin.
A great storm hits the sea one day, and lifts the rock high in its swirling waves,
It pitches him so high and so far the rock himself cannot save.
He is belched out at the end of the storm, and for the first time land, he does see.
‘Oh wow this is great,’ he say’s to the shell he finds next to him, as he rolls to a stop gently.
This sun is hot how cool is that?, I’ve never seen anything like it, I really think its grand.
The shell looks at the rock and asks “Do you really like this sand?”
Just then a toddler walks on by, a bucket in his hand, he scoops the rock and shell up in a shovel full of sand. 
Well is bit annoying the rock says, it’s getting in my bits,
Well you look quite smooth to me, the shell declared, trough his shell-like lips
And don’t worry to much, the shell said his voice sounding near to tears
Because that sand is us- in about a thousand years.



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A slice of paradise

ups and downs 
i couldn't be found... 
cries and tries 
smiles and frowns... 

hugs and drugs 
sleeping on rugs... 
wet cold nights 
mosquitoes and bugs... 

flights and lights 
nurses in white... 
get well soon 
no family insight... 

thoughts and wishes 
beautiful bridges... 
fights and scars 
and so many stitches... 

hopes and dreams 
a love that sings... 
the one that gleams 
means everything... 

eyes real wide 
a feeling inside... 
should i say goodbye? 
or marry a lie... 

traces of steps 
love or regret... 
bruised and confused 
trying to forget... 

chance a romance 
lets see where we land... 
love the impossible 
with dirt on your hands... 

the seed of a breed 
that grows like a tree... 
the life that i breathe 
has set me free... 

our names in the sand 
with a breeze so nice... 
as we die in the life 
with a slice of paradise...


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Breaking bread

Tiny dirty hands layered in filth, grim under the nails, what dread do you face as you toil and toil throughout the long frightful day?

There is no comfort behind broken walls, no comfort in mothers arms, no safety offered to your wondering soul. Tiny hands scavenge for food, finding only aged bones with little meat, few scraps to feed your aching abdomen. Those hands so small, so cold, trembling uncontrollably, wrapped around your petite frame, your mind replaying “How will I survive today?” But you toil, toil on.

The water there is none. Only blackened pools of thick mud and how you long to taste the cool refreshing drips on your tongue, to soak your calloused and bruised toes, but that fantasy has long been gone.

Feeling as though you where made to suffer, made to grieve, want and never  to obtain you start to weep. Those hands, those tiny dirty hands reach up and gently push aside the free falling tears that seem to never stop.

Though you can’t see her, her pain is real.
A child of hunger, a child of fear, her wanting is palpable, honest, and correct, no lusting just dreams all shattered by circumstance and sadly she is not alone.

So as you sit in your homes surrounded by loving faces, grand objects and perfectly set dinner places, give thanks as your hands, clean and untouched by poverty break bread.


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short but great

I still have alot to think about in my life and everything
but today i think was good
for me at least

I wrote a blog and realized...... i am a great personIi am caring loving thoughtful I 
and  am always thinking about others
usually more then myself
I have my flaws yes... but i have a big heart

and i think thats really important
im lookin for a job next tuesday
I found myself (somewhat)
I just hope it all gets better

I do have great things in my life that i am
very grateful for i cry alot but i smile
my heart may be breaking all the time
but it never stops loving and giving

im going to be the best i can
and by doing that im going to be me
im going to try to stay positive all the time

I know it wont happen but at least im trying....

im going to focus on myself


marriage can wait
kids can wait
but poetry makes me happy
so im going to be into it as much as possible

ill stress about it 
no i dont like my looks
and no i dont think ill ever go anywhere in life
but it never hurts to try right

its important to focus on yourself i think because focusin on yourself just might save
your life 
because focusing on yourself is like fighting for something really important
so..

im off to find myself


Cause love is just that much better when your actually there



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Working Man

Stiff joints, 
Tired to the bone, 
For mere coins, 
I work all alone, 

Rough hewn hands, 
Tarnished by labor, 
While times slipping sands, 
... Erode this old trader, 

Get a little ahead, 
Then quickly fall behind, 
What more can be said, 
Abound trudging this old grind, 

I give all I can, 
They take more away, 
Until left in my hand, 
Is less than yesterday, 

How can this be, 
How can I survive, 
When all I can see, 
Is barely staying alive, 

There's no promise for me, 
No hope of retiring, 
There's no future I see, 
Except one of perspiring, 

Where is the hope, 
When this road is endless, 
How can I cope, 
When I am left defenseless, 

No dreams can I see, 
No prayers answered today, 
But I work endlessly, 
To find a way one day, 

To find answers, 
Answers to my prayers, 
Where hope finally swears, 
To live up to my cares, 

And hope blooms, 
From the hopeless life, 
Which fills this room, 
Bringing me such strife, 

And should this prayer, 
Be answered by God, 
I know that I'll swear, 
To give him all I've got, 

But I know this is just, 
A passing dream of mine, 
And I will do what I must, 
To keep towing the line, 

And I know the Lord, 
Has others with greater needs, 
So he can not afford, 
The time to fool with me, 

An old salty soul, 
Who is truly lost and sad, 
But this is my role, 
And it really isn't all that bad...

by My Gull Wheels On
a.k.a. Michael Wilson


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A REACHABLE HAPPINESS

Happiness, you are an endless pursuit
Everyone wants and likes you full
Exactly no one where you are
Your "cost" even no one knows

Abounding penny and richness
Signature brands of clothing
Dazzling priced jewels and gems
High technological tools and gadgets

Are they the ones that gives true happiness?

Each persons struggles to work
Competition a cyclic phenomena
Continuum courses to improve
All these, an avoidance of being poor

At the end, attaining all these..
Permit me to ask you..
Are they also the ones that gives happiness?
Maybe it does gives happiness

But how long?
How genuine?

Reality speaking, some have these
But they are not really happy
Some feels the lost and emptiness 
Above all, some feels longingness

Happiness is frantically been within reach
It has always been within reach
Found basically in your ownself and others
Ponder and tell, if do you believe so?

By: 
olive_eloi
11:39am
02/06/2014

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"our happiness lies in the happiness of other people... Show, give, share happiness and this will be back to you..."

Spread happiness, morning...

Hope you can check my personal blog as well: http://myblossomingthoughts.blogspot.com/... Thank you so much for reading my composition… God bless us always….. >> Olive Eloisa ? 


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Country Music is just good ole American soul

Country Music is just good ole American soul
from the rhythm of the guitars
to the screaming strings of the fiddle and the beat of the drums
to the words that are written and sung 
by the men and women who have lived the life

singing about life, love, divorce, guns, and God above
words that have meaning, emotion and devotion that tell a story
about the American way of life and glory 
that you identify with because it’s real
letting you know how we all feel 
 it’s your life’s story as well that you identify with

songs that bring the tears, sadness, joys and smiles from ear to ear 
as you tap your toes, snap your fingers, and slap your knee
and dance the two step until quarter to three 
songs that set you free or bringing back an ole memory  

country music is all about the loving, the good, the bad and the ugly 
 were all proud to be Americans because it is our life were singing about
country music is the salt of the earth, mixed in with 100 other spices

country music is good for the heart, the mind the soul it has its roots 
from the beginning of American history
even George Washington was overheard singing country songs

country music helps the whiskey the moonshine, and beer to go 
down a whole lot smoother 
country music is in the air where the blue grass grows, the lazy river flows
to where the yellow flowers on the mountain grows

God bless the men and women who sing and write the country music songs 
it’s just good ole American soul music


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Crazy

Laugh when you cry
Dance when you mourn
Fight when you make peace
Fly when you can’t jump
Call a fool Solomon
Put on your clothes when you take a shower
Work and never ask for your wages
How about planning to steal from a police station
A monkey and an angel getting married
What about saying thank you to an atm machine after dispensing you cash
Imagine an elephant falling in love
And a bamboo tree dancing
It’s a crazy world
Even mental people rule over countries
A world where the foolish rule over the wise
Isn’t it funny how intelligent people become servants to the supposedly never do wells
Why do good girls love bad boys?
Why do bad things happen to good people?
Some bad people even live longer than good ones
Messy divorces leave you wondering if there was ever love
Crazy when you see a husband beating a wife almost to death 
Again I wonder why getting married
Gosh why bother
Take a stroll
I assure you there is plenty madness everywhere
It’s called the upside down world.


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Hannibal

Good listener, please lend your ear
To share my history
Before I take the poison drink,
I’ll tell you my story.

They’re coming even now to take
The city that we love
And hope is often lost and so
My tale i’ll tell you of.
	
	When Carthage took upon itself
To find by light of day
A general? Well your in luck!
Great Hannibal did say.

He planned to cross the mountains great
Twas thought the only way,
But first to cross the river Rhone,
Great Hannibal did pray

The river Rhone rose up and warned
	Don’t cross my waters grey!
	No way to cross? Then all was lost
	Great Hannibal did say

	Then at once stood Hannibal
	We’ll cross by th’end of day!? 	Take down those trees to make a raft
	Great Hannibal did say 

	Over the water blue they went
	Lined up in an array
	And now to Rome and battle great!
	Good Hannibal did say.
	
Due north he found an obstacle
	That willed him to give way,
	The northern tribes with battle cries
	Great Hannibal did slay.

	The biggest problem now was here
	Across the mountains stray
	“Great danger now we face, my men,”
	Great Hannibal did say.

	Across the mountains none did think
	That they would last a day
	Just one more hill or mountain top,
	Great Hannibal would say

	The crew were weary lost and torn
	That made them curse the day
	“But we are almost there, you see?”
	Great Hannibal did say.	

	And soon enough the walls of Rome
	Rose up as if to say
	Who ventures here with war in mind?
	Come greet us at our gates!

	But in the Roman city there
	Scipio here to stay
	“No one can beat us, no one can,”
	Great Hannibal did say.

	At Rome’s great gates for 15 years
	He waited patiently
	We can’t stay here, for food is dear,
	Great Hannibal did say.

	So he turned back to Carthage’s gates
	But met along the way
	Scipio and his army great
	Hannibal could not slay

	When all was done his quest was lost,
	And Rome would live too great,
	A treaty signed so punishing
	That Carthage lost its gate.

	And Hannibal the general
	That lost the city too
	Was forced to go to lands beyond
	And help as best he could.


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HUMBLED GROUND

I realize: I must not complain..
For all I have, some wants to attain..
It's not to much nor to plain..
Yet, it is enough for years to gain..

I'm neither rich nor poor..
Nor I am sick lying in bedroom..
Nor I am a person under odorous fumes..
Nor I am a being not in timely tune..

Trials stripped me off from comforts..
Obstacles lead me to tackle each effort..
Disappointments made me all the more on rapor..
Failures didn't keep me long bended injured...

I don't speak as to be proud..
I want to tell the whole world..
I have my God beside and around..
Keeping my feet totally still on ground..

by: olive_eloi
5:23pm
12/11/2013
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HEART AND SOUL WINDOWS

Black, brown, blue or gray
Round, small, Chinese they say
Twenty by twenty, a perfect
View of this somewhat reflect

Persons adorns it with hues
Green, black, red or blue
Others leave it simply plain
Emphasizing realness unstained

By this one may convey
By this one can do play
A pair of this do smile
A pair of this cries

Twinkling bright when happy
Sparkling with tears when lonely
Narrowing look when observant
Speaking softly when relevant

Thy eyes, thy eyes
Such a wonderful sight
Straight through like dart
Reading both soul and heart

by: olive_eloi
8:05pm
01/29/2014

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downward spiral

depression reduces me down to my knees,
cant seem to see the woods for the trees.
Allways on edge with a sence of tension,
paranoid thaughts to vast to mention.

Inside my head my mind runs riot,
allthough i percive a charictor of quiet,
forever picking faults with ones self,
a deteriation of my mental health.

to punish myself i began to self harm,
rape my exsistance and cut my arm.
latching onto any act of kindness,
but vunverbility insuing blindness.

looking for love in all the wrong places,
hiding behind so many false faces.
a losing side of a game of chess,
more frustration as im trying my best.

looking at life as a glass half empty,
while reviwing others lfes resentfully.
Alienating myself from human traffic,
isolating for months its that dramatic.


Everdecresing downward slide,
but this is no funfair ride.


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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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My Pain

Life is an array of twists and turns
Nightmares to conquer and dreams to burn

Why must I wait
for the opening of the gate
The world outside is a forest and dark
and the people are it's bark

The lies
Distrust
Denies
To dust
Cries for something more
and they drag you in because they must

What's the point?
You work to meet them
then work harder to defeat their memory
To undo their damage
and disconnect the joint

One man that knew no better
Didn't mean to make me any upsetter
When he said it was better this way
But I'd love to forget it any day

For years I've seen it
So many tears I've tasted for it
Betrayal never gets old
ask me sometime and the story will be told

Cheaters
Liars
Beaters
Criers
Defeaters

All the things I disgust
and leave the taste
that leaves me to a further distrust

Whores
Bores
Posers
Closers

So many I can name
So many I can blame
So many I can claim at one point
and deny me what I want

But if you don't know, you don't know me


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Surfer

The boy scans the horizon looking into his soul
And the beauty of the waves as they roll

Sun sits just above the lowest cloud in the distance
Today there is no resistance

Breaking into a run for Neptune’s playground
The beat against his board a familiar sound

Smiling to himself for the freedom he knows here
A break he sees the next one is clear

A few strokes and he stands guiding his board
Through the enchanting spray and the roar

A dolphin joins him on the wave their fun evident
A blessing of conjoining spirits now spent

A swell surges from the kiss of the tempest wind
Enraging the boys inner sin

Take hold of the reins Neptune he shouts
Again he braces for the watery bouts

The beach clears of visitors he makes his stand
Today I am no longer boy, but man

The companion sees his courage and swims near
Drowning is his inner fear

The crest of his wave broke only to rise again
Awaking the instincts within

He swims in front of his beast and stands proud
Turning his waist smartly to ride it out

He slips under the ripcurl entering the tunnel
A roar inside hint at disgruntled

The water closes in to seal him in
A chance to break him his back to end

Not quick enough he thinks to himself
As he races back to the beach in health


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Life Of Truth

In this time of life, in which I've been living. 
A life of offer, it's been so giving.
 
Not so sure what to do. Then somehow, I've been thrown a clue.

My days must not be dark and bleak. But hard working and good, the light I shall seek.
 
Miracle by miracle, Luck and hope. Teach me life! This stuff I scope.
 
Each day, confusion to the next. But somehow miracles show. I'll speak through text.

When life brings me down, it seems to have a plan. It continues it's course, I assume the best it can.

It feels like I'm never left behind, but rather a seat saved by someone kind.

Life has it's reason for the course it takes. I'm starting now to think, it makes no mistakes.

One's destiny linked to another's past. This race now, no one comes in last.

This life living, starts to seem more complex and planed. One to get hired. One to get canned.

An endless loop of events unfold. Before now, those stories remained untold.
 
This life, it's a spontaneous game. Random parts, which thought could never get us fame.
 
So, I guess it's safe to say that life will never stop throwing us tricks. Most being, the ones you and I can eventually fix.

So let's all think of life in a different way! A game with purpose. One were all capable to play.


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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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Mother's Nature

I was the water beneath their feet, the Warm breeze that swept past them as They took their first steps to The Promise Land. I moved them forward with little persuasion, Their minds racing with the anticipation of Life being given by my gentle hand. The trees twisted before their eyes; The sounds of the past filling their souls As my warm breath filled the air. The coyote called to you, the sky blushed, The ancient faces of years gone by, Gathered, their whispers hushed. Your faces, I remember, to this day, Were filled with dread and joy, But I knew the future you had ahead; To fight, loathe and destroy.


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GET IT STRAIGHT

over the years ive been accussed of some things i did not do
just because im capable of it doesnt mean that it is true
seems somehow i brought this on since i was a kid
but ive always stood up and took account of all the things i did
 
yea maybe that sounded like something that i would do 
but you know if it was me i would have stayed to see it thru
im not the type that would up and leave something half-done
i would have to stick around just to see the out-come

perhaps i have done some things that might have brought me shame 
but i would not just bail out and let someone else take the blame
now if i had made a mistake id be the first to admit 
but i refuse to wear those shoes if i know that they dont fit


 so before you set out to go accussing 
 me of this and that 
 make damn sure that you dont go confussing 
 the  fiction with the facts


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Tsustaroth

There was a time in yesteryear
When I had lived alone,
I had come across a certain fear
Of things that dwell below

My mind kept leaping back inside
The dark holes of the unknown
Till one night I felt cruel eyes
Burning into my own

I hadn’t welcomed it I swear!
—please do not get me wrong
I couldn’t remain, I wouldn’t dare
Stay there for too long

I fled towards my bathroom,
As if that would scare it away!
I’d lose it, I assumed
As long as I didn’t stay

For a full hour I sat there
On the toilet seat
Sitting in the darkness where
I stared at my cold feet

Finally, standing, I opened up the door
I heard the screech of the hinge,
That creak and nothing more…
But still, it made me cringe 

Each night I felt the eyes upon me
Fixedly, more and more 
But one dark, cold night I suddenly saw
A figure at my bedroom door

My eyes couldn’t leave the sight
Of the insidious, insisting guest
My heart thumped drastically in fright
As you probably would have guessed

It stood there upon the blemished floor
Watching me in my bed
Its body leaned against my door
Tilting and jerking its head

I screamed and clutched onto my covers
Stabbing to stay my heart
Trying to reach the telephone for others
But it was just too far! 

I looked out of my window
Watching the rain patter against the sill
I was trying to distract my terrified woe
That haunted me against my will

I must have been losing my mind
But one night I felt braver and sane,
Trying to be courteous and kind,
Though scared I asked, “What is your name?”

The atmosphere grew darker within the room
I thought that I would die of fright 
“My name is Tsustaroth,” it said
“And I am kissing you goodnight” 

In horror I saw it moving towards me
My blankets flew away
Its fiendish look of reptile beast
Was zooming towards my face!

I moved to the corner of the room
And it turned its head towards me
I felt the burning of terror and doom 
Revel inside of me

Then I saw it disappear
Into the dusty floors
But thrashing footsteps I could still hear
Closer and closer…thumping on the floorboards

As soon as it had left the scene
I felt the earth beneath my skin
I felt so alive, so eerily keen
I felt the darkness lurking within

“And every night, yes every while,
I’ll visit you at your door,”
As he spoke I felt myself hysterically smile!
“ And we won’t be lonely anymore…”


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Bind Him Up Forever

He spends his time in idleness, trying to find his place in this world, and looking 
for his way, though unaware he fails each time and falls deeper in despair.
He doesn't know that he'll never find happiness while in such woe, or know what 
it's like to be,... Really loved! 

My father, I come to you, lowly bent,...
Draw him nigh to thee, make him thine very own, walk before him, beside and 
after him; follow. Keep him so close, that your heart beats for him. Let Your love 
flow through him and Your grace bind him up forever.

In You, he'll never fear tomorrow and all his sorrows will soon fade away. 
Everyday will be sunshine, even though it's dark and dreary, Your light will 
outshine every cloud. His days will never be  so good that he is beyond the need 
of Your grace,and his days so bad that he is beyond the reach of Your grace.!

My father, I come to You, lowly bent...
Lift him from the miry clay and wash him in Your purified blood, then shall he be 
a part of your devine will. Make sure the path before him, lay out trials to teach 
him to trust You, and mountains let him climb that he may know endurance and 
faith.Through valleys of darkness let him wander that he will know you'll never 
leave nor forsake him and Your hand leads the way.

Let Your love flow through him, and Your grace bind him up forever!

(c) March, 25, 2008
Rosemarie Schrock


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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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your beauty

if i touch you will you fade away into nothingness?  if i breathe the sweet breath of life
upon your softness will you melt into the sweet sensation of my milky thoughts? if i taste
the tender hope of your most ravishing thoughts would i become as the deaf-adder and stop
at nothing until i dissipate into my grave?  will i ever succumb to this one hope of
knowing that your beauty has become my ugliness and no longer am i worth this mere speck
of dust which i hide myself within.  your beauty.


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PLEASE DON'T

Don't offer me bills, 
I have some coins..
Don't offer me a house,
I always want a home

Don't offer me a trip,
I can go by my own
Don't offer me golds,
I have my silvers..

Don't forced me into relationship, 
I can have one if I'd like too

Please, 
Please..
Please..

I am in no hurry..
I'd rather be alone..
Than be force to marry.
Than be spent useless done..

I believe..
I truly believe..
Someday..
Somewhere..

I'll have the guy..
Whom God want's me to stay
With all that there is..
I believe it so..

By: olive_eloi
8:38pm
12/22/2013

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WHAT LIFE IS

what life is, is all in drama.

A play whereas pain and joy

are the themes in constant contrast .

pain is for us in stage and joy for the only one who watches .

what is it to be normal ,if life is all just stage act

of the seven step rhythmn with a slight tag

followed by the deep mournful cry encrypted pain is living and role of puppets

and us all in poetic harmony

we stomp to the dance of life.


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*no name* {this was written from a friend to me,with love}

My heart beats fast
I hope it wont last
My mind starts to clear
i start to think about you my dear
even though, you are my past.

From when i start to see your face
Im in a constant struggle
to forget you
People say to let go and set you free
but to me, to let you go is to loose
a piece of me
from where did you come?
But when did you leave?

Voices loud, but soon fade
flat, flat on my back
cold, hot, cold...
a steady beep, beep, beep
in my mind nothing, empty,all alone
light so bright blinding me
gone,
footsteps tap,tap,tap
a gental tisk, tisk of disappointment
then nothing, nothing at all

"Honey, you have to open your eyes"
A voice so familier but not,
"I need to hear your voice my dear"
I know you are my past
"Why did you have to go, why leave me"

A hand holds mine, so gentle
I know this hand
then a voice, a voice i know so well
A voice i will follow to the end of the world...

NO...
My past, only my past.
Why is my mind so cruel to me?
But the voice of my past speaks to me
"Im so sorry..i didnt know what to do...
i never wanted to leave you...I love you!"

I open my eyes
The face of my dear, not past but present
The face of hope
No not a dream, real.

The final words i whisper
" I know my love, I love you too...dont forget that"

Then darkness consumes me
and i know i die, but as i die i know
im always loved and will always love you too.


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Drama King

Fire, fire burning out of control. 
It started like a dimly lit candle
A spark went astray
It grew and grew
Until it raged out of control
Lives were lost along the way
Those who survived moved on
To better their life
The rest left behind
Broken hearted
Still no clue did they have
It was their own fault


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Stolen Souls

It sweeps through the nights, 
Is it an angel? a devil? or the angel of death, 
I lie there sleeping, 
It comes and my life disappears, 

I disappeared then i found myself flying, 
flying over the ruins the soul stealer left, 
I saw his face, 
I saw his pain, 
I'm sweating terribly, or are these tears on my face? 

I hear a scream then i wake up, 
Its white and clean, 
I hear a machine going: beep, beep, beep 
and his face looking at me, 
holding my hand, 

i suddenly remember the scream, 
my own scream, 
and the bullies dunking me underwater,
he was just glad i was alive, 

he leans closer, 
and we share our first kiss.


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Bridges

   Bridges.........

Words from the heart,as the feelings are shown.
Bridges the distance,between fear and what's known.
The words pave the way,from me to you,
Holding us together,much like glue........
Cold wind awakens,the feelings inside,
Sometimes so strong,I feel I must hide.
From out of the shadows,a hand reaches out,
Understanding arises,from the shadows of doubt.....
The wind keeps on howling,I feel I must change,
Though I've been here before,so much is strange.
Just like a spirit,released from it's cage,
Love arises,from the ashes of rage.
The world spins faster,yet time just stands still,
I gaze to the valley,from on top of this hill.
Destiny awaits,for my fate to forfill...........
Bridges become the connection,between two hearts,
They seem rather infinite,the end becoming the start.
Sometimes when I feel sad,and all alone,
Bridges appear,to find my way home.
The distances that once felt like they were too far,
Dissolve right before us,as we see who we are.
Tattered and frayed,from the journey at hand
Bridges are dreams,to a far away land.
I awoke to realize all that I see,
I guess I discovered,just who I will be?
Words become bridges,between two thoughts,
They appear quite different,Although they're not...........


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Night before battle

Optio's! Centurions! Lend me your ears
But finish your rations and down your beers

For tommorow awaits the adventure of a life time
We battle our enemies for many bloody crimes

So tonight go home and bed your wives
Because some of you will lose your lives

Fill your bellies and admire your friends
For they will follow you to all your ends


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High School Showdown

I came home to Mom's house, 
After being booted out of Dad's, 
And though they called me the Mouse, 
I had grown into a strapping young lad, 

A high school student who never fit in, 
I was a loner and an outcast, 
You could find me outside smoking, 
Trying to defeat my sordid past, 

But once in a while, 
Trouble just came my way, 
There was one unusual rile, 
Let me tell you about that day, 

It started the day before, 
When a gang cut in line, 
And hit my little brother, 
When I stepped up this time, 

They got mad and decided, 
To kick me while I was sitting alone, 
Hit in the back I jumped up and asked, 
Which loser kicked me in the back bone, 

Silence that day was all I got, 
But the next day I found the truth, 
For the guy who kicked me in the lot, 
Was now walking with a cast upon his foot. 

They came at me once again, 
Calling me out to fight the leader, 
And he asked me to fight him, 
Behind the gym and in his fever, 

He wanted to take my life, 
For humbling him at lunchtime, 
They would pull their knives, 
Gang up on me in this fight, 

But I told him no, 
Fight me right here and now, 
Come on let's go, 
Let's have our showdown, 

Right here in front of everyone, 
And his gang started to form behind him, 
And I began to fear as they reached a dozen, 
But I stood there firm and grim, 

Ready to take them all on, 
And suddenly fear crossed their faces, 
Then one by one they were done, 
Leaving his side they left empty places, 

And soon they all left, 
Including my adversary, 
And I was amazed at this gift, 
In the face of a certain beatdown, victory! 

Then as I turned to leave I found, 
The reason the gang ran away that day, 
For behind me stood dozens of kids from town, 
Who were tired of the gang and their evil ways, 

So when you believe you are all alone, 
You may be the one person who, 
Can bring people along, 
When others are acting the fool.


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Sailing Away

It's time to sail away from here with all my hearts desire, but knowing how the anchors stuck I guess I'll just retire. I know that there will be some hope that the wind will blow my way, but till that day arrives for me there's still a price to pay. I have my charts I know the way to leave here far behind, my searching for the life ahead is the goal for me to find. If I have to rest it's fine with me it will help me in the end, for the hope I have ahead of me is not something to pretend.


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Wings Of Love

When life seemed so upside down...
and the love in me stayed cold...
you soon came around,
on wings of love you rode,

Right into my heart and found...
that empty place love grows,
now in my heart I share the sound...
of a song not left untold,

In you I've found true love...
that makes my world complete,
a love worth singing of...
with thoughts so warm and sweet,

As I thank dear God above...
for sharing you with me,
may we ride on wings of love...
forever through eternity,

When life seemed so upside down,
and the love in me stayed cold,
you soon came around......
on wings of love you rode.


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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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The Flavor of Life

There are times when the sun doesn't shine,
like an orange not juicy nor sweet.
If the fruit of the sky doesn't open its eye
then the flavor of life will deplete.

What a horrible season--the rain--
as if onions made cumuli cry!
Who has need of a spice that can yield nothing nice
for the people beneath such a sky?

Though I know today's fruit will be sweet,
for this orange I have, newly born,
is delicious and lush like a ripe apple's blush--
see the sun on the bough of the morn?


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A letter to my sister

loving sister
I write to you as a writer
know you are in school
Because you are still a big fool
Your being wise
wholly lies
On your book
that you should keenly look
open every page sister
read every text sister
Get that wisdom
Embrace that wisdom.

sister write every word
paint every picture
for those words
that picture
pictures your future
so don't sleep
for you might slip.

it is now 7 months
in your form three
I check at my wrist
my watch is ticking
click by click
time is whiled away
sister use every chance
exploit every minute
for you are worth
living this earth.

I have to say
that day
u got the accident
I realized you are a light
to several hearts
embrace that and shine
For you are a true NDHINE
you are the MARVELOUS GRIFFINS
Realize your potential
for you are exponential....

come next year
I want to praise you dear
I want to hear the people calling out
I want to hear the world shout
I want to see your parents Marvel
For they gave birth to Marvelous Marvelous.
May you live long and shine bright like white.


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I saw them once!

It was monday afternoon and a cool breeze parted my hair like a blooming flower
Long as my hair was it looked magnificently golden as it shown with power

Sweet summer sweat gleamed off of my skin as I ran through the field
Endless energy and spirit my presence could wield

Just in front of me skipping as she pleased. 
My childhood soul mate the goddess Genivieve.

Hand in hand we danced and giggled without a care in the world
My first crush was a tomboyish little girl

Silly as it may sound but the truth is this
She made my heart jump and my legs twitch

As the sun wound down into eve
The colors in the sky was a masterful weave

Just as the orange and purple sky grew darker with the passing hour
Angels flew after the fading gold tower

I knew she saw them too! So we talked with smile and gleam
Could we have shared the same wonderful dream?

I knew then on that we were supposed to be
Though now she is much more than a memorie

Every now and again I find myself looking at that same setting
Imagining the girl I once new at our childhood wedding

Now she sits at those same gates and stares into my eyes
while I sit here and blubber and cry

That is not only what she does for me during my time
Her hands steal these keys and formulate rhymes
                    (David Welch 10 years old)


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SERENITY HUG

I allowed you to stand at my back..
Moving your arms on circles in tact..
slowly it landed on your waist..
I lean unto you, your scent clang to me..

Filling my nose, masculine and musky..
I did not utter any word nor any sound..
listening only to the quiet rhythm of your heart..
Your chest in a regular rise and fall..

I feel nothing but deep serenity...
Enveloping and enclosing me in warmth...
I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment..
Hoping to last, hoping to last...

by: olive_eloi [aug. 14,2013@4:12pm]

dedicated to all the persons i have hugged....

------->>>> 

have you felt one heartfelt soulful hug wherein, as you hug the person you hugged hugs you tighter???

the feeling good, sah?


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Summer

Summer is real and stress free for children
The kind of stuff I would like to feel again

Magic days of battles and fun
Stories at camp and hills to run

Sports and invention were there always
Lounging in the pool taking in the warm days

No worries and cares even entered my mind
Now a days it gets harder to find

The same feelings I used to get when
My hair waved hello and goodbye to the wind

Barbeques and board games are a kind jest
To all your friends and make them the best

Spray of the hose and water guns made me laugh
Our fishing poles were at the ready to cast

These days are getting tough with work and bills
One day I will find a way back to a time that fills

With Summer


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BEFORE IT RAINS

Taking hope out of a gloomy day
is like living without a hopeful heart;
and waiting for miracles without praying
is bringing on a specter of infidelity,
which disrupts my daily living...
making me ponder faith with distrust!

Before it rains, I hope for a rainbow at five...
believing that it will there for me to admire,
not merely imagining, but envisioning its beauty;
what is hidden from the eyes shouldn't be a mystery,
and this Humankind has created myths and legends
for the ones lacking the sixth sense!

Embarking on that journey of incognito,
solely relying on this overburdensome ego,
causes me to experience inquietude
in a most unfovarable latitude;
and freedom is confined in short miles,
when my ship comes to an halt for guidance!

Before it rains, I'll see myself securing the anchor,
and step on the pier of the safest harbor...
waving at the fading rainbow over the refulgent horizon;
taking pride and remembering the grueling fright
of a captain who never displayed a doubt...
even when the storm dashed the agitated ocean!


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GIVE ME A CROWN, NOT A TROPHY!

Modesty is for the one not seeking more,
I came crashing like a wave to rage 
my battle over the undeserving one;
I declared my right and proclaimed it on stage..

Give a crown, not a trophy...
I struggled through years of obstinacies,
while others celebrated their life with garb:
nothing was given to me, I earned every degree;
when courage was scarce, I clinged to myself,
hoping that a better day would come!

Riches can make an individual's life free of needless pain,
and from that inheritance I never received a dime:
my careless dad squandered it on a wicked woman,
whose lust for pleasure was as lurid as her mind;
and my quest for a brighter tomorrow remained silent,
but this inner voice was there...to guide my step!

Give a crown, not a trophy...
I outran everyone tripping and falling,
and my stamina got me to the finishing line;
my sweat felt like warm rain  
and its raindrops seemed the jewels on that crown
that I had dreamt of winning!
Give a crown, not a trophy;
and do I ask much for this formidable try?

Wealth keeps many from being famous,
it may be rooted in laziness, or a life-style of comfort:
I have neither felt it nor enjoyed it...or even come close;
it isn't given without a cost...it must be earned without haste,
and if it is a crown you are after,
put away all your stubbornness and dare!


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The Drunk

He drank himself to sleep again.
Hoping that it will be better tomorrow.
Always the same story,
Feeling so sorry, but not to worry
It will be ok.

He wasn’t always like that.
Things were better before.
Back then, he still felt sorry for a whore.
When he sees them now, he gets a sly smile.
‘cause when you’re drunk & gone,
It’s always a little fun.

Slapping them around
‘till they’re silent & sound.
Playing his games,
Oh what a shame,
He has become such a lame.

Tomorrow when he’s sober
He’ll feel so ashamed.
It’s too late now
Last night is gone & over.
Never to repeat itself again.

Poor guy,
He was always so shy.
Now he’s just a drunk
& no one wants to help,
‘cause his life already sunk.


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DISSECTING SAUDI

Nineteen months has passed since I did a step..
A step to attain one of my dreams..
Rumored as the land of "Just dime or penny"..
Talked as a land of so much strict Rules..

Rials their stable currency.
Oil their main product..
Towering modern ediffices abounds..
Architecturally design interiors..

Rich truly, as they said..
Islam the strictly followed religion..
Arabic their national language..
Riyadh, Jeddah, Maddina some of it's mainland..

Black and white the common colors of apparels..
Yet, roaming around malls..
Variant vibrant colors visibly in stalls..
Simplicity, that's what I appreciated here..

It was a barren solid land..
Almost all nationalities are here..
Finding a life; Making livelihood..
Maximizing what this country can offer...

Yet it's rules, the prohibitions..
Depresses the other life of man...
It takes away some of the joys of living..
Thus others, breaks the rules...

" incest meetings" are such as searching gold..
precious as undiscovered diamonds..
friends makes the stay here worthwhile..
Adopting and preserving the heart of humanity..

by: olive_eloi
02/10/2013
9:44pm

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FRONT BEARLY HUGS

eye-to-eye, we meet says the songs..
glued stare nothing comes along..
forgetting all worries and wrong..

I shove my hands and arms..
Inviting you to be near and give a hug..
I will lay my head affront your chest..
Closing my eyes in whole contentment..

No inches apart, as my body fits to yours..
Building true comfort, melting my fears..
Shifting my head against your neck..
Languidly, i move my cheeks to a pur..

Such incomparable, wonderful feeling!
Only you and i can share in the right timing..
I hold on to seconds, minutes to hours..
Promising you and i, sweet not sour..

by: olive_eloi [aug.14, 2013 @6:40pm]

dedicated to persons who is like me wishes for a hug from my family... 

----->>>

HUGS. free gesture of comfort, care, concern, affection and love... if it's given wholeheartedly, surely it can lift one's soul.. it encourages a spirit to burn...

i admit i love hugs, evening...


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My New Life

Alone in this world. In this big wild place. Dreams of peace and love are what I seem to always to chase. Treading up this climb at a nice, steady pace. Searching high and low. Just to see your face. 

One-by-one, seeking my perfect girl. Failed attempt once again. Deeply craving that perfect pearl. 

A team of two, undivided in half. Uplifting feelings, she always wants to hear you laugh.

A true girl likes helping out any way she can. You love her too and she loves her man. 

This girl of the future, she is kind and nice. Not a moocher. Made of sweets and spice.

Once this person is in my life, I will try to ask her to be my wife.

With her, life becomes more amusing. Along that, the game becomes much less confusing.

Then on one clear, cool morning night, you walked beside me. That town seems to gives you an awful fright. 

Us just talking and walking, long passed eleven. There beside me, she was a gift from haven. 

So nice and so kind. This one was very hard to find. A sweet young girl with a brilliant mind. Even past her beauty, in every way she shined. 

At last! Now, I feel complete. The search is finally over. No longer must I compete.

Now Hun, it will all be good. Defend and help each other. The way true lovers should.

Some day, like I said before. “We both should get married. By our spot on shore.” The power of our love and our commitment can never be buried. Many more blessings of ours are to be carried. 

I'm glad, I'm here to be. Finally dear, you found me. 

Standing alone in the night frost air, 
You saw me, as I looked quite lost there.

Sad and confused. But knew, mostly hurt and used. 

Hart was tired from the last girl's end. But this one's different. She has a kind warm hart.  She's the perfect friend.

My life. It's gotten way better. Like warm and cozy, in a big fluffy sweater.

I'm blessed that you chose me. In this big wild world Hun, it's only you I see.


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short but great

I still have alot to think about in my life and everything
but today i think was good
for me at least

I wrote a blog and realized...... i am a great personIi am caring loving thoughtful I 
and  am always thinking about others
usually more then myself
I have my flaws yes... but i have a big heart

and i think thats really important
im lookin for a job next tuesday
I found myself (somewhat)
I just hope it all gets better

I do have great things in my life that i am
very grateful for i cry alot but i smile
my heart may be breaking all the time
but it never stops loving and giving

im going to be the best i can
and by doing that im going to be me
im going to try to stay positive all the time

I know it wont happen but at least im trying....

im going to focus on myself


marriage can wait
kids can wait
but poetry makes me happy
so im going to be into it as much as possible

ill stress about it 
no i dont like my looks
and no i dont think ill ever go anywhere in life
but it never hurts to try right

its important to focus on yourself i think because focusin on yourself just might save
your life 
because focusing on yourself is like fighting for something really important
so..

im off to find myself


Cause love is just that much better when your actually there



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Our Eyes See All

Through our eyes we see a world that is ever changing. We look on as the children play carelessly in the parks and fearfully on the streets. We see the joy in a new mother’s eyes and the pain in those of the homeless one as she searches desperately for food and shelter. 

Our Eyes See All.

Through our eyes we have seen our country both flourish and suffer. We have been witness to wars and depression. We have cheered for freedom and democracy. Through our eyes we have seen slaves freed and women included. We have helplessly watched on as family values declined while crime was on the rise.

Our Eyes See All. 

Through our eyes we can see our future. We watch on proudly as our children grow and learn. We see the innocence and hope in their eyes as they begin to live out their dreams. In the future we see our children living in a world we could only dream of, never truly expecting to see. A world virtually free of crime, hate and violence. A world where all are treated just as they were created, equally. 

Our Eyes See All. 

Through our eyes we have witnessed our history. We have seen a constantly changing world. A world full of struggle and promise. When we look around us we see the world as it is today; all of it’s beauty with all of it’s flaws. As we envision our future we see a world living in peace and harmony. A world where everyone has the right to truly live freely and happily. We see the future we have all been waiting for, a future of rewards. 

Our Eyes See All.


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Drinkin Buddies

Pour a shot for me, pour a shot for you.
Swallow down, so quick is the liqueur.
You recoil in pleasure, it tastes good.
Set it up again, time to put up another two.

You think about forgetting the pain,
But your just making it all worse.
Slowly, slowly the picture gets dizzier,
Good judgement goes down the drain.

You love the crown, and he does his job,
Making you feel heavy then ultra light.
Words mind as well be backwards,
And all your thoughts, so many, he did rob.

You look at each other, sloppily thinking,
And you remember what you did forget.
Unsure if the other is feeling the same way.
Look away, wondering, both keep drinking.

F- it! You slow melt into the way it was.
Sooo goooood, but oh soooo baaaaadddd!
The restraint clock is over, time to give in,
You're already too far, no stop, no pause.

Tricky is the soundtrack, intense is the play.
Between are you two, crazy is this game.
Long, amazing, wishing it could last forever,
But you doubt it, you wake sober the next day. 

Was so much fun, and it was much shattering.
Again, you are so weak, you shake your head.
Your foolishness, your eyes drawn asunder.
But so much more then one night of smattering. 

You part, intense attraction you have to ignore,
But so comfortable and also so careless.
You try not look over you shoulder at the other.
Never again... Hell, till they put up two more.


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Shelly Cole

A bright Texas sun
Beat down upon this day
In the middle few should know
A teenage soul should stray

Stolen by a thief
With no apparent motivation
This man offered
No explanation

A mighty blast filled the air
She had wronged none 
All of a sudden
Her life was undone

Now robbed of her life
She shall carry on
With the pull of a trigger
She was forever gone

Yet carry on she shall
Carry on Shelly Cole
For your passing was
Out of your control

Happy you shall be
In the heavens above
Wings you shall have
Like that of a dove

Your beauty lives on
Long past your breath
It was near devastating
When informed of your death

Shelly, O Shelly
What has been done?
For your eyes where brighter
Than that of the sun

Though your body lies motionless
On that of the floor
Your soul shall undoubtedly
Live evermore

Carry on Shelly 
Carry on


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Broken Angel

I practice my craft
as a messenger
but inside my eyes
they fill with tears
if I should be strong
and hide the pain
in the sight of
children crying
and unseen sorrow
with the wars raging
and the death for not
the tyranny of man
and darkness of innocence
my soul cries out
who am I
why was I chosen
I’m just an Angel.


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Books

Books are a way of learning a trade
Books tell us stories, poetry, and plays

Books entertain our vast minds to the fullest
Books are in my opinion the coolest!

Books describe people of the past
Books are abundant at home and in class

Books bring home dragons and ghouls
Books aren’t apart of uneducated fools

Books represent a means to an end
Books are there when you haven’t a friend 

Books are hard and soft sometimes
Books are in brail to educate the blind

Books will be here and with me forever
Books without you doesn’t bring us together


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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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Unstollen offer

Un-stolen offer

I live with it,
And I’ll die with it,
Neither my child nor anybody can be left with,
No shop where it is sold,
No burglar can steal it,
To the grave I’ll go with,
Is my talent,
Un-stolen offer.


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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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The Whiskey Ballet

Once in a while when we fall down
Rarely ever is there anybody else around
To take all of our sorrows and misery away
We seem to suffer to our dying day
A maelstrom of voices swirl through our heads
A bunch of mixed up words from what people said
Saying that this is what life is about
But this ain't what I want and that I don't doubt
I'm drowning the bad thoughts deep in my brain
I'm gonna slam a 60-pound and flush my mind away
I'll wake up in a ditch or in my bloody grave
The ballad of the whiskey ballet
It's cheaper for a bottle than a stinkin' bar
Where all the blasted bastards and the ditchpigs are
I like to drink alone with no one else around
I drink all I want on my own slammin' ground
I don't need someone telling me that I'm being too damned loud
I don't need anyone treating me like a drunk and foolish clown
I'll just turn around and belch into whomevers face and
waltz away on my own cloud by my own staggering pace
I'll be belching and mumbling,kicking and stumbling
puking and yelling,going to Hell andfighting and bleeding
The world will take heed and crashing and crawling
to the ballad of the whiskey ballet!!


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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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CAUGHT BY YOU

I glance at you
I saw you giving a cue
I walk slowly towards you
Seeing you a little blue
I tried to hold on your hand
Smile, I saw you extend
Wink and smile I replied too
As I feel a spark land
We have conversation
Oh my!!!
We are quite a unison
Unbelievably, same likes
Good, we don't look alike
As time runs so fast
We didn't want to last..
Nevertheless, we parted
With distance we parted..
But we remain in contact..
As we exchange numbers back..
Maybe God blessed that day
When we met along the alley
Now, I feel
Faith and fate might be real..


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The Beast

                              The Beast
                    The void, the emptiness
 What is that to which drives our inner soul to feel its pain
         The loneliness of love we find hard existing
         The beast, he live's there hungering to eat
  The empty you fill, lurking in the the darkness
 
Thriving on the bitterness of the hearts pureness
     There it dwells, eatting at your fleshes desires
     Love, it's bitter of betray,anger and hearts stomp
Where is the taste, we endure to bestow and feast
 
The Beast, it eats; I die as an awakening
    My eye's open, I do not see
    That of my death I experience
What of the darkness? Is there life or just myth
 
I hunger with thirst, I cry out in anger
   Love me never more that I may be set free
But love me yet or I die this day of my love for you
   That I only breathe the breath you take
That my life be yours til that day


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AN ENTIRELY NEW ME

What actually happened
in the spin of those struggling years
was nothing worth mentioning,
just being hopeful and not really giving
of myself;  and that secret remained untapped
until I became aware of wishes...

An entirely new me
makes my presence real, not elusive,
when a murky night vanishes
through the full moon's luminance...
not to impede, but to appease
any emotion felt  instantly!

If instincts could teach me 
to avoid the dilemmas I am caught into inadvertently,    
I would make those sudden changes
to get rid of all indecisions;
and as need never urges me to set limits, 
I must show confidence and courage!

An entirely new me
challenging tomorrow without impatience,
living to the fullest of my desires...
to grasp that moment with eagerness ;
and what  will proceed great joy,
will not be comparable to what I will become!


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Think On It

   I think of you all the time
   And time is all I have of you to remember
   Remember just last Fall
   The night we had was more than just something else
   With you by my side, I thought we would be together forever

   Then you said goodbye
   I still drop bye and visit this lonely place
   I try and look alive
   The crumbling weight, above my fate continues
   To feel this need, cover me, Is how I met you
   But to forget, will always be forever


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SHAKY RELIANCE

he said: i'm a woman of steel...
he doesn't know this a fraud seal...
my heart and soul on a "hill"..
wishing nothing but complete heal...

i have long live to love..
knowing, these all wants to have..
i have taken so many risks..
fallen unwavering to various tricks..

i am not a materialistic..
nor am i a someone plAtonic..
i got heart small not gigantic..
yet, it beats huge with ethics..

i fought hard within hot waters..
seeking fortresses, guarding to buffer..
i conquering with God who gives power..
no less, success it yonder...

patience..
patience..
patience..

i don't want to be on defiance
though, i am of silence
appearing tough and of calmness..
tell you what, inside is a shaky reliance.


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Justice Done Right

Before you win you have to lose,
But make sure to think about the path you choose.
Cause the wrong one could ruin it all,
To where you stumble and fall.
Rise above the equation,
Getting rid of anger and frustration,
Even though it may not be a great situation,
Have to seek forth with pure concentration.
Keeping your focus to the light,
It shines with passion in the night,
Helping you burning so bright,
To give you strength to stand and fight,
Justice done right.

Before you win you have to lose,
Always keep a look out for that shortened fuse.
It could explode bursting  into flames with a huge cloud of smoke,
Spreading rapidly in all directions with no air to breathe everything starts to choke. 
Dying off seems the only way,
You start to day dream about yesterday,
Then it starts to fade away,
Your holding onto strings better left to fray.
Suddenly you see a light,
Burning with passion ever so bright,
You break free and continue to fight,
Justice done right.


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Broke Ballers

Back at age fifteen 
was when I started smoking that green on the reservations poverty's scene 
making dollars like scholars 
shouting Se7en King when I holler but truth remain that we all acting big and rich but we just all broke ballers
 






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I AWAKEN WITH THE NEW SUNRISE

As the dreary night slowly vanishes,
taking along the weary stars,
but the wakeful moon decides to stay...
I awaken with the new sunrise
admiring the glimmering sea
with colors resembling diamonds!

I breathlessly wonder
why God has created it
with a painter's hand,
and giving us that joy...
a devine joy as a reminder: 
that all He has made is entirely His;
and in the same manner
we care for our bodies 
with much preoccupation,
we must take care of all creation,
so that our children 
can enjoy it indefinitely!

Among fields of jacandra and dandelions swaying,
I awaken with the new sunrise in sheer delight...
to face life as it was when nobody was there;
and we can imagine the thought running
through God's mind to put a human being there:
to watch and control the beautiful earth!

I awaken with the new sunrise,
to discover a small bird soaring...
going further and further up until
he has picked up the speed of an eagle;
I awaken with the new sunrise...rejoicing, 
opening up my spirit to a song of praise!

If I'm still living, I owe it to my Lord,
and there aren't days I don't proclaim His  word...
when I awaken with the new sunrise,
and I gladly watch the golden sun radiantly rise!


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a new york warmth

On and on  I don’t wanna go home
Just the lovely words of another sad song
Holding on, it’s too late to go home
Just the lonely words of another sad song

Every now and then
I don’t wanna turn left 
Just the path I martyr 
On the way to no where
Could you envision me 
No longer sadly
These are the lovely words 

As we go
On and on  I don’t wanna go home
Just the lovely words of another sad song
And we sing
Holding on, it’s too late to go home
Just the lonely words of another sad song

Back and forth 
Are the trials we cure
Would you hold me more
If you found me impure 
And we’re holding on 
Cause it’s too late to go home

As we go
On and on  I don’t wanna go home
Just the lovely words of another sad song
And we sing
Holding on, it’s too late to go home
Just the lonely words of another sad song

On the park side of town
Silence is a muffled sound
No apologies
Like sea gulls 
We are standing free
We’re holding on 
Cause there’s no better place to be

So let it snow
Go here, there, and before
She asked me to leave 
I kindly closed the door
Theses are the times 
We wish not to endure
We look for warm meals
Band aids
A sore throat to absorb the cure
Lungs commenced to whispers 
Profoundly within your ear 
A little something
To keep your thoughts pure
I could ask for no more
Than sun lit days 
That hover above the clouds 
And shadow 
The doubts we adore


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Misplaced Love

Adultry was the vehicle. Revenge the final fuel. 
But when all in all is said and done, he'll be remembered as the fool. 
The fool who never saw the signs or looked the other way.
A dumb mistake that changed his life and brought him to this day.

Sundown fell upon his shoulders. Bobby bowed his head. 
Wiped the sweat from his brow wishing both already dead. 
Cautious and deliberate he set the final trap. 
His prey now falling into veiw soon to take an eternal nap.

Slowly raising his old gun and sighting in his mark. 
He took a moment to reflect before striking down his target. 
His victim fell a viscious thud and Bobby left his perch. 
Once more he wiped his sweat filled brow and turned to find the girl.

Slowly creeping on all fours he found the lady beast. 
Looked softly at her loving face knowing his life soon at peace. 
When all at once all hell broke loose. He was bleeding out his life. 
His limbs acquiver, no control, shot dead by his cheating wife.

The trees went still and silent. Death blew on the wind. 
Bobby never had the chance to ask forgiveness of his sin. 
No pleading to his maker. No groveling to his spouse. 
Bobby died in misery quiet as a mouse.

Adultry was the vehicle. Revenge the final fuel. 
But when all in all is said and done, he'll be remembered as a fool. 
The fool that waited one second too long. A mistake which cost his life. 
All because of the misplaced love for an ugly and unfaithful, disrespectful Wife.

The Applethoughtrotten


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September 11th

Today’s the day
When it all went down.
The pain and sorrow,
And the worlds big frown.
It shouldn’t have happened,
All those innocent people,
Who had to be there,
Now have God as their keeper.
It wasn’t their time to go.
I feel horrible for their families.
I just want to ask you,
 To pray for them please.
The terrorists that did this
Will get what they deserve.
They’ll get Satan’s kiss!
They must be heartless
To even think of this!
There are people to thank
Like the firemen and cops,
And a lot of people gave blood.
Even if it was just drops.
When the towers got hit,
The world thought it was an accident.
No one would’ve guessed
That it was really terrorists.
So don’t forget this day.
Its part of our painful history.
It’ll be in the books.
But why it happened,
Will always be a mystery.


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TO HEAL A HEART

my heart has been hard
seems it get retard
halted to it's beat
no one again has made it twice beat

TRY melting it down
soften thy bounds
will someone take the chance
and don't be just a fan

it have been wounded
i dare you, be close
frightened and haunted
bold enough to expose

touch it; heal it dearly
quench it unceasingly
dissolving all hurts wholeheartedly
promise, i'll love you selflessly...


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Love Lost

Drawn together, seemingly predestined, 
freewill nothing but illusion, 
a love so infinitely rare - 
a random wave of emotion 
to be surfed to its destination? 
No, a power sublime, 
surpassing that force binding the universe.

Were there ever more, or more intense
emotions rushing at once,
to weigh and buoy a heart? 
Your touch a great clarifier of thought and feeling. 
Restraint overcome, 
replaced by the capacity to love 
that stems from being loved.

Life flashing before me, its
realization of misshapen thought, 
misspent years changing everything; 
now understanding the true worth, 
this offer of life unencumbered. 

Every day a gift, every moment to savor, 
a license to enjoy life on unfamiliar turf, 
nothing more than fearless- 
when that felt at night, 
when we are all most alone, 
a fear so great to be called mortal terror, 
made powerless by your touch.

Studying your face feature by feature, 
could I ever forget your eyes, 
the luster of your hair,
the shape of your mouth, 
the sheen on your lips. 
This sum of love and beauty 
encompassing a dream; 
our lives before us.

Thoughts held in mind 
reproduced in their kind, 
love growing, ever expanding; 
your inherent goodness found me in me, 
showing what I might be 
taught the value of family, 
and roots.

In simplest terms my life began that day 
though I'd lived decades without. 
To see those eyelids flutter, 
to watch and pray through the night 
that I could fulfill my role as husband, 
to be your lifelong companion, 
friend, advocate, lover, protector- 
that you would understand cherish- 
and be a wife satisfied.

How long since we last kissed, 
but a moment ago, or an eternity? 
Oh, the sense of ineffable rest, 
joy and completeness when in your arms; 
a lover won, a wife to behold.

The commonplace, 
the everyday, behind its familiar facade 
being most likely to hold surprise, 
the memories to treasure; 
rejecting an existence 
that substitutes flash for beauty, 
sensation for love- 
as long as there is life there is hope
that beauty, that love lost 
can be rediscovered, 
what was reviled 
can be redeemed.


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Memories

Great and weak men have existed
Sometimes their memories are bleak
Other times their memories live on
After the passing away of mortals
We only have memories left
Memories of their deeds
And the life they lived
Houses even cry when great men die
Inanimate objects often wear the toga of sadness when great men pass
There houses and places of abode weep too
The place of great men in the afterlife is great
Taking a glance at the wicked
They live wretchedly
And pass away like animals
People rejoice when they have gone
No one misses them 
The places where they once lived as homes 
Become desolate
Sometimes it becomes the abode of demented people
 Their descendants wear long drawn faces
For they immediately start reaping
What their fathers sowed
It is sad 
Very sad
Indeed sad
Weeping and wailing is so loud and great in their homes when they pass
For we know there is no peace for the wicked
Saith the Lord


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No happy endings

"It never made me think less
of you, the marks apon your skin
it never made me wanna run when
you told me of the voices that
yelled within. i didn't want to run
away like everyone else did
i never wanted us to break 
but it seemed we just where kids

it's sad to say that i miss you
it's hard to breathe but i struggle
to get through
and how i used to say that i loved you
it's hard to see but sometimes dreams
come true.

we had those special nights where we talked
until the sun rose up. the wind outside was yelling
at us both to fall asleep. but we ignored it
anyways.
it seems like it was just yesterday, even though
we where miles and miles and miles away.
somehow i still felt you.

it's sad to say that i miss you
it's hard to breathe but i struggle
to get through
and how i used to say i loved you
it's hard to see but sometimes dreams 
come true.

how do i live without you here?
missing your body close to mine
how do i stop hurting and stop the tears
coming out my eyes?
have you ever heard me screaming?
at the top of my lungs
i say your name every night
but you never seem to come.
the memories of us. the life we planned
it's fading all away. do you understand!
we both carried a torch inside of us
how did we let it get blown away?

it's sad to say that i miss you
it's hard to breathe but somehow i still
make it through
and now i miss how you loved me too
it's hard to see now but sometimes dreams
really do come true.
it's sad to say that i need you
it's hard to breathe but somehow i still make
it without you
and it's hard to believe but sometimes happy endings
really don't come true..."


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Surreal Dreams

When the road is a gypsies ribbon and the trees dance with the wind
The nights hours fade to memorie. Embracing the Carnal sins.

Two succubus hands provoke my senses. For wine has their control.
I deny their actions and offenseses. Cleansing my harden soul.

To my eyes they appear angelic. Like sapphires amidst moonlight.
I admire them like relics. Only for the night.

I bring them to my house to sleep their demons away.
They want something else. Pulling me astray.

I lay their figures on clouds of white. My bed is large and grand.
Both scratch, claw, and bite. With promises engraved in sand.

Finally ending their sharade. They fall asleep together
Really wanting to get laid. I sustained the tempest weather.

When the rays seep through. Waking weary eyes.
I witness it too! A maroon sunrise.
Breakfast is waiting on the gentile stool.
Kind smells are baiting for their appitiets are cruel.

After eating they slip away to their home of family hood.
Fully contemplating the way I fully understood.

Later amongst our peers and friends. The ladies convey my trust.
Drawing near favorites and kin. For a savage lust.


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Stuck in misery

Sitting dreaming
O how my face is gleaming

Thinking that our bond is strong
Wishing nothing goes a wrong

You’re the one that makes me happy
Thinking our romance is all but sappy

You’re running through my mind
Our love is one of a kind

Yet I look into your eyes
And realize that this time

Our bond won’t last the race
I can see it your face

You love the thought of us
And I guess that is a plus

But you don’t love me
And I cant live with that you see

Cause without you there is no morning
And so I can’t wake up

And if I'm not awoken
Then in misery I am stuck


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A Travelers Tale

It’s been so long
Since I’ve been home
Many a year
I’ve been on the roam
As the years turned to days
Days turned to years
Time is an hourglass
Showing ones deepest fears
As I sit here
In this barroom 
Smoking a cigarette
Leave I must soon
Following that, I must check out
Of the mediocre hotel room
Though my mind clearly sees
Visions of joy from the past
This hotel bill
Will surely by the last
Always ladies
Night keep me warm
Even through the most
Furious storms
Make my way
Home once at last
Not yet young son
This old man’s not done
Please don’t leave this bar
For this story hasn’t ended
Oh no thus far
All my life I have desired
Some sort of reckoning
For my sins
Now I’ve finally realized
I must go see my kin
And a new life I may
Finally begin
But son please listen
Realize you shall
As you grow old
Happiness not be bought
With any amount of gold
Happiness lies
Within your very heart
You alone
Hopefully shall start
Having your very own dreams
Even though they may seem
Unachievable, son
 You’ve just got to believe
For without dreams of your own
You shall bitterly become
Full of hatred and greed
Dreams are not money
They are actions you make
Dreams do not happen
When you are asleep
They come to you
When you’re beginning on your feet
But you must be careful
For come people are amused by
Actions of deceit
For one who uses trickery
Are not as lucky as you
They are to ashamed of themselves
And their life is hell
They are weak
You are strong
Envy they of you
And in society they just don’t belong
Don’t think I have sided
With the pitiful and weak
On their behalf
I only speak
Oh, son, I have seen
More than any old king
I’m even friends
With Mr. BB king
But never have I
Been so satisfied
Than when I told this story
And you looked me in the eye
Not many have been
All the places I’ve seen
This all was my very
Very first dream
I must be going now
But before I do
Bartender, 2 shots of José
We must make a mighty salute
For on your future young son
We must drink


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7 years of a decade

It was my first day of summer school
I dipped out and said "i don't know how to lose"
Time passed fast
And i'm quite sure i failed to last
So welcome back to the one-way road

The summer i met Vicki Marie
told me if there's one thing she'd change
It'd be my way of thinking
Living so carefree
I can't turn back or keep from sinking

Brandon played and ripped that guitar
Madison said we wouldn't get far
Everyone else said "you don't know who you are"
Taking shots down at the local bar
The riots outside the Dejavu
Holly's telling me "I miss you too"

said you were my brother
We'd be friends forever
I can't tell you howmany times 
I think back on those days

But i wouldn't change a thing
I would've fought a little harder
Two for one at the local pub
I don't wanna die a martyr
when things fall apart
you got to try a little harder

If i could go back i wouldn't change a thing
Even if it wasn't meant to be
She said, "hey dude
you guys are living so carefree
I too, want to have the time of my life"


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Blinded on My Wedding Day

Convince that you are the one for me.

Persuaded that I am the one you need.

Deceived that you desire my love.

Refused to see the truth so I wait.

Believing that your heart is not filled with hate.

I cry for my Heart that I am not confused.

Praying to God that I am not just being used.

Blinded by the, Yes I will marry you!

Consumed by the, Will you marry me?

Walking down the aisle to meet my groom, didn't realize it was the day of my doom! 

Oh! What can I say. Blinded on My wedding Day.


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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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The lifting

As he lifts me
I know not the out come
Once again I am a part of him
Once again I feel his passion
In his hand I am alive, I speak,Breathe and Bleed
I feel his heart beat;All that he is
Read his words for they are in my blood
It is his the passsion in his heart
Which allows me to release


Who am I?


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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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Time


We live in time and empty space,
Always trying to hold our place;
From birth to death we try to find,
Ways to heal a troubled mind.

I am naught and you are all,
You are grand and I am small;
Yet time remains with joy and sorrow,
Hovering between today and tomorrow.

A time to work, a time to play,
Time to greet another day;
Needing to touch the earth and sky,
To know the answer to the question why.

Time to love spring, time to love fall,
If I had to choose, I'd take them all;
For spring brings life with birds that nest,
And autumn brings a soft season of rest.

Time to feel joy, time to feel pain,
To touch all we feel all over again;
For joy brings life and happy laughter,
And pain brings tears and often anger.

Time to climb with stilts to Mars,
To play in the blue with all the stars;
Skipping through sky's Milky Way,
While others sleep and others play.

A time to rise and a time to fall,
A space to feel nothing at all;
For time touches all that is real,
And nothing at all is what time tries to steal.

A time to be born, and a time to die,
A time to laugh, and a time to cry;
For the young at heart have lives to live,
And the grey haired old have lives to give.


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HUG DOES THRILL

Straight black shiny hair
Oh it's what make you fair
Gently, I'll hold don't flare

Entwining my arms around your waist
Oh time! I don't want to waste
Please don't ever ever detest
All I want is to feel and be rest

Your warmth relax breath 
Along the hallow of my throat
Undeniably making my heart throb
Adding trembles that abodes

Don't release a squirm, just feel
Long before a dream but now real
Sigh and lean, do not chill
Isn't it this hug a wonderful thrill?

By: olive_eloi
12:09pm
01/23/2014

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Hug - a gesture that comforts, soothes, encourages and cares....


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"SILK AND CHAMPANE,DENIM AND BEER"

We are so different but born the same.
We look alike but we have different names.
She was miss prim and proper and oh so grand.
I was just the opposite I wore dirty clothes and
               played in the sand.
My dad took me my sister went with her mother.
We growed-up separted but knew we always
                  had each other.
I lived a different life and was always sad.
My life without a mother only my dad.
She lived the good life never done without.
Had everything she wanted never had to pout.
We found each other when we grew-up.
Now we're always together like two little pups.
                 Teresa Skyles     4/2/10


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Ballad In A Graveyard

Behold my brother, MDG
Handsome, gifted, crazy
Living his days in drudgery
Thoughts unfocused, hazy

He takes his hat off in the rain
Looks down upon her grave
He sinks to earth in melting pain
Her life he could not save

He loved her then, still loves her now
Helpless as he sits here
She gave to him her lifelong vow
That he should never fear

Her going before him in death
He was the older one
He’d be first to draw the last breath
That promise, now undone

Leaves him lonely to start new life
He does not know how to
Begin afresh without his wife
He struggles to bow to

What he cannot comprehend –
Shorn of his beloved
Filled with a grief that never ends
Life? How can he live it?

Now he feels enraged, quite angry
Nothing’s fair about this!
So he sets out, mean and hungry
To try to make right this

Situation (aberration 
Is more like it he thinks --)
To refuse death’s sad invitation
He shakes his head and blinks

For there, before him, standing tall
A shadow figure waits
From its petrified fingers fall
First closed, then open gates

One portal to the unknown days,
The other, portal past
He shifted back and forth his gaze
Then suddenly, he gasped

Through portal past he saw himself
Lost, grave side, deep in pain
And then that scene resolved itself
In pouring, golden rain

Through the portal of unknown days
He sees her peaceful face
And seeks to trust God’s unknown ways
On earth, in time and space

He decided not to fight it
Or beg his lover back
No need to undo or right it
He saw there was no lack

Her peaceful face shone in his mind
Her spirit touched his soul
His vision cleared, no longer blind
His heart was healed, made whole

The pouring rain lets slowly go
The earth that holds the grave
His mind fills up with Spirit’s glow
He’s clean, reborn and brave

He can now face his life alone
Until his time to die
He knows her soul’s not trapped in stone
She’s always by his side

He’s happy now, with many friends
Who understand his peace
He lost his need to make amends
Their love will never cease


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Here I Am

breathe in hard
see it wide
the sky is so bright
yet, its so cold tonight.

a love has gone and fade away
and i have lived through these evil days
and you're gone to find another way
go on now, i care less what you may say.

so i take my leave and wave goodbye.
before i exploded and live with your deceiving smile
so here i am, leading a new life
how wonderful it is to see again this beautiful sky..


i counted the stones that i left behind
there's no more happy memories that i can find
it is okay, giving out a little sigh
my life is no more broken as now it has shined.

so i trimmed my hair a little
and yesterday, i turned seventeen
no birthday gifts or midnight parties
just me and this time machine.

a little older, i have become
a little bigger now i am strong
cuz here i am, leading a life



a life and place,
somewhere i belong.


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LET'S MAKE A TUNE

my fingers starts to touch
my keypad in; with a dot
choosing letters for words
wondring what im to say...

choosing from A to Z
oh im place on gee
crossing my knees
seeking in keen

eyes twinkles as i see
your awesome pic in scene
it is for free..
no worries as there no fees..

my lips starts to hum
from notes til chum
beaming to fam...
come join me in a jam.


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The Rich Get Richer the Poor Get Poorer

They know all the loop holes for the IRS 
Elaborate parties, tuxedoes and women in their 5,000 dollar dresses 
A cardboard box, another statistic for the homeless 
A corporate exec did a downsize today 
The car repossessed, the house taken away 
Sometimes reality is a person's real life movie of horror 
The rich get richer, the poor get poorer 
Some have never known to go to sleep without a meal 
Our government turns a blind eye does not want to see what's real 
America's rich worried about the homeless overseas 
The poor get spitted in their faces by those wealthy celebrities 
A billionaire wouldn't even foot the taxes for the cars she gave away 
Never forget where you came from, you may have to return there someday 
All the rich have a gold key  to the IRS's back door 
They know all the loop holes for the IRS 
Elaborate parties, tuxedoes and women in their 5,000 dollar dresses 
A cardboard box, another statistic for the homeless 
A corporate exec did a downsize today 
The car repossessed, the house taken away 
Sometimes reality is a person's real life movie of horror 
The rich get richer, the poor get poorer 
Some have never known to go to sleep without a meal 
Our government turns a blind eye does not want to see what's real 
America's rich worried about the homeless overseas 
The poor get spitted in their faces by those wealthy celebrities 


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Dale Evans Is Riding Tonight

The young girl’s pony is made from the stick of a broom,
With posters of rodeos thumb-tacked all over her room.
She heads off to school with her lunch in a metal lunch pail—
With a picture of a cowgirl and the words “HAPPY TRAILS!”

Dale Evans is riding tonight, on the bright silver screen
In the midst of a young girl’s dream;
Dale Evans is riding tonight—
She’s the Queen of the West, with her red leather vest…
Dale Evans is riding tonight.

The little girl grows up but she clings to her childhood games,
She looks for Roy Rogers but she always attracts Jesse James.
She takes a couple of falls in the rodeo called “married life”—
Now she’s back in the saddle—“Adios” to those years as a wife.

Dale Evans is riding tonight, on the bright silver screen
In the midst of a young woman’s dream;
Dale Evans is riding to night—
She’s the Queen of the West, she’s got fringe on her dress…
Dale Evans is riding tonight.

She’s home on the range with her friend the acoustic guitar;
It’s state fairs and rodeos and too many years in the bars;
Tonight on the stage in Cheyenne she’s raising her hand—
The crowd, gives a roar—she’s married some guy in her band!

Dale Evans is riding tonight, on the bright silver screen
In the midst of a cowgirl’s dream;
Dale Evans is riding tonight—
She’s the Queen of the West, in her cattle-brand vest…
Dale Evans is riding tonight.


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My Lord will bring



  Stars so bright
     Lights my darkest night
  Moonlit sky
     My midnight cry
  The whispering wind 
     A voice with in
  A gentle rain
     Relieves the pain
  Pleasant sight
     Rainbow so bright
  Floating snow flake
     A memory I take
  Sun so warm
     Rest in my open arms
  Nature of things My Lord will bring


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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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It has taken a phenomenal while

It has taken a phenomenal while
or has it?
apparently I have learnt to live my life
or have I?
whatever days I encompass
or nights I rediscover
I presume that I may now live a life
originally, authentically, my own 

Now I have started to decode
what superlative pain means
and what is the real nemesis of happiness
both as people say have the similar threats
we have to accept them both, take them into ours stride,
move on magically, really magically
not altered by thoughts of deceit or defeat

It has taken a phenomenal while
or has it?
apparently I have learnt to live my life
or have I?
whatever days I encompass
or nights I rediscover
I presume that I may now live a life
originally, authentically, my own 
without wet tears and clandestine fears
I am learning to live a life

Now I am trying to decipher
who are the people whom I should be close to
those who may challenge my status quo?
or those who put me on a narcissistic joyous trance-like state
or those few who philosophically argue
that this life is a carriage of sorts, moving on
going on, slow and steady, sometimes faster than a train

If someone has a story to share
of a blurred yet emotionally charged heartwarming past
I am willing to listen
If it makes me shed tears of elation
recalling my nothingness 
hearts embraced by hearts
in a graphic dream
I will move on, embracing these stories
move on magically, really magically
not altered by thoughts of deceit or defeat

It has taken a phenomenal while
or has it?
apparently I have learnt to live my life
or have I?
whatever days I encompass
or nights I rediscover
I presume that I may now live a life
originally, authentically, my own 






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For These, Child

With a sigh you breathe in heartache’s chill;
Locked in battles, you’ll remain trialled,
Stealing breaths from a grip that sure breaks will –
Why waste your tears on pain, child?

Grass scratching your back, sun kissing your skin,
The pure way someone you pleased smiled,
Music that plays chords that bleed deep within –
Here, spill your soul for these, child.

Let tears cool your cheeks as you sing, and show
YOU could make a moment to weep for – while
Your gifts and strengths are everything to know
You’ll love the life that’s yours, child.

For you’ll live the dreams you love so much
And learn sweet laughter when they fly wild;
In each goal you’ll shatter, every heart you touch
You never will quite die, child.

Copyright (c) Silverla StMichael 1998 (previously published under a prior pen name Sherry May Curnock)


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cowboy

ah the rockin rolling seat , dem bowlaigs sure hard to beat, when ya poking them ol dogies , heading home and life is sweet, when the cattle are a grazing , and the sun is setting low, an the night watch is stargazing, a sweeter life i do know, back when life was walking slow, but then complete... thank you "Cowpoke Meyers" an wrangler Bob Hinshaw... Don


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Time

Time is near me, it's within me, it surrounds me, it raps me in it's motherly loving 
arms, it cuddles me, it squeezes me so tight that it makes me feel save, nothing 
could ever hurt me.

It gives me time, the time I need to heel to repear and prepear from all the cruel 
things I've witnessed, beyond my wildest dreams. It helps me to not be ashamed 
of the person I really am deep inside and when things are just too much to 
handle, I escape reality and go into a dream world, my dream world, the one it 
supplies for me.

It gives me my wings to fly, and then when I least expect it, it crawls next to me in 
my bed and rips me out of my deep slumber and bashes my head in against the 
walls of my non-spoken tears.

It rapes me with all the wrong doing I've done, it stabs me in the back with 
sorrows and sadness, it breaks my bones with lies and deception, it burns my 
very existence with hatred and then it rips my bleeding heart and feeds it to the 
deepest darkest hence men of hades, god of the underworld and throws my 
naked self, my bruised soul on the cold dark floor of the hidden away childish 
fears and leaves me to die.


And when it's all over, after all the bad things that could happen, happened thats 
when he comes back to pick me up, dust the durt off of me and pretends like 
nothing had ever happened. He holds me once more and all hatred, all the 
hostility turns to trust...


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A left hand made verse 5

Let’s everybody massacre our children.
Grown-ups .   To be grown-ups.
Those who could not be born
And never asked for. 
Who overtook us in birth,-
Has got old;

Who was dreamt up by us from the lines on the palms;
Was not loved by us;
Not hated and
Still loved.
Who accused us of failure of sunrise.
Who could not go to school;
Could not find the way,
Who nowhere found own portion of the land;
Became a killer;
Became a thief;
Became a whore; 


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Two Thousand And Eight

two thousand and eight
of years that passed by
humans and animals
are living under the same blue sky

and my seventeen years
will come to an end
reaching a mark of eighteen
its a cycle all over again

so i take my hope and crush it open
i take my courage and force it out
with no where to see, or no where to go
only my voice, i will still shout it out loud.

because its not over, nor is it an end
we do still see us, and our lives
because we are still standing here and then
we'll only move forward, 
and forward, we began to survive.

no turning back
no looking around
there is no whispers of hope
but there is a sound

so we follow these steps
and we seek a treasure
a treasure of peace
of peace, it'll bring us happiness

there's no giving up 
no tears of despair
hush, don't cry now
don't you dare.

we're still here
and we're still strong
we're still alive
in places we all belong


don't get lost
just hear this cry.
two thousand and eight
of years had just gone by.


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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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To The Honour of This Page

Bleating 
Whisps,
Chattering 
Papyruses,
See as they 
wave their 
Happy 
hands 
to you and 
the wind,
Swerving 
in 
consortium 
to my Jazz 
and Waltz,
Aha! 
waltzing it 
by the 
rushes.. 
Their 
Brushes,
Are they 
Belles or 
Gents,
Are these 
ones Fellas 
or Brutes,
The good 
guy or 
your comic 
villian,
To Egypt, 
Paper and 
This Salient 
Page.
Selah


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One Last Glance--- SONG 1

Don’t let yourself be scared,
	be confident.
Don’t hold your soul back,
	just let it take flight.
Standing alone in an empty room
	admiring art from pictures of me and you.

One glance back at the life you knew before,
One last tear that wasn’t meant to fall,
One last embrace to know you were real,
One last breath to make sure you were okay;
One glance back.

Sheltered in your arms,
	a curtain of love binds me.
Hunger in your kiss,
	to know that you need me.
But I’m standing alone in a crowded
room filled with people admiring pictures
	of me and you.

One glance back at the life you knew before,
One last tear that wasn’t meant to fall,
One last embrace to know you were safe,
One last breath to make sure you 
were awake;
One glance back.

You left me on my own
worried sick about you, holding onto all
that was left of you. The
memory of you walking away,
with my silent prayer
hoping you would be okay. . .

One glance back. . .

		One last tear. . .

	One last embrace. . .

			One last breath. . .

One glance back at the life you had before,
One last tear that was meant to fall,
One last embrace to hold me through the 
night,
One last breath just to see the
mornin’ light.
One last glance.

One last glance. . .
		One last tear. . .

			One last embrace that I hold dear. . .

	One last breath that saves a life. . .



One last glance good-bye. . .

				Good-bye. . . 


								good-bye.


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Teddy Bear

   I use to have a Teddy Bear I lost him yesterday,
   I use to have a Teddy Bear he up and ran away,
    
   When I looked around for him, him I do not see,
   I must have dropped him on the ground I'm sad as I
   could be!


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If life was but a dream

If life is but a dream
the clouds would be whipped like cream
children would never scream
and suffering would not be

If life was but a dream
the people would all sing
julia roberts would be my queen
and true love forever be
but life is not a dream

the willows they would dance
as the wind warms up the band
we would take each others hand
writing day dreams in the sand
tell me how our hearts will never break
and the the world wont ever shake
if life was just a dream


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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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What My Fate Says

I tried to control what is mine
i tried searching for answers hidden from me
but i cannot seem to find out why
why my fate is more cruel than what i see

i held sins that are unforgivable
i held marks and scars of my evil past
but God is of all Merciful
why am i not able to live normally, i would ask

cant be loved, would not be able to love
that is what my fate says
my heart bears the pain every night
to see that every moment i cant have each day

so what am i supposed to do 
my life feels different from everyone else
i cannot feel love or gain love
an emotion i feel most and now it is hell

so what am i supposed to do
when all my desire for someone
is just hollow inside

what am i supposed to feel
when i am not allowed to have love
once it is bind..

no freedom to live what you want
that is what my fate says

and there goes my life...




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A Grim Abscond

Walking on air. Thirsting for sorrowing despair is the only way I know how to keep you near. My spirit lingers for a moment, searching the softly dead silence for the words to say... forever the words are left unspoken. How can you speak when there is nothing but hungering darkness filling the eeiry quiet? My thoughts are left open in the night beauty filled with a gentle light. You see me; your gown is delicate, innocent and white. I look down at my own garments, clothed in black, I am a rainbow of darkness, mastered only by the forsaken raven... longing to thrive in the precious color of snow. A red rose drips with horrid blood, Why must I leave you now? Why must I go? You slowly reach for my hand, but you just don't understand, my heart is breaking. I don't want to bid thee farewell, but to live in such a dastardly sorrowful place would be like living somewhere else. My heart longs to be with you, and I know that in my dreams you will softly whisper "I love you" in my ear. Little do I know that one day soon it won't be in just a dream, because surely I will be with you here, So beautiful sweetheart of mine, do not dread, do not cry, For it is the words you have stolen from thy mouth "I love you", 'tis the only way I will forever depart. These words quietly unspoken still linger, silently in thy mouth evermore in thy heart... At thou grim abscond shall we forever part. Your frozen hand gingerly touches my cheek, wiping me free of all my tears. Surely, tenderly, I will soon be with thee here, until then, darling I love you. Let us forever dance in the dawn of the light, as my black garments miraculously transform, and turn into pure white. Sweetheart I am with thee here, in the night beauty filled with the glorious light. You have saved me from thy distress, thy sorrowing despair. Forever I will rest with thee, in thy heavens of everlasting light... close to you dear. "I love you" once again repeats its story as we forever slowly rejoice, dancing in victory. The two roses; black and white, silently stop crying, transforming in the light. They find refuge in each other, and live in the peace of hope, love, and looming, spectacular, innocent light. A grim abscond I once sang, as the roses drip in horrid blood, thus they prophecy destined them to be so much more, and now they stand against the beauty of the wind, forever bound together with thy treasured love.


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Rock Must Pass

	
	Mick Bowie Mellonhead whatza whozits,
	you know his name.
	The guy!
	The one with the skinny legs;
	enlarged  pores.
	C'mon, you know him,
	the guy from gym class,
	crying in the corner.

	Remember?
	His mother's sins.
	You know of whom I speak.

	God called upon him to manifest
	his exterior...
	to scream,
	to howl.

	Rage on ,that crazy feeling.
	A psycho sexual Prom night
	for all to behold.

	Mystify.
	For cryin' out loud in the Gym,
			no redemption.
 


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A Mariner

A mariner leaves for months at a time
With a wind in his sails and a goal in mind

He doesn’t know what lies ahead
And he eats lots of fruit with dry wheat bread

The adventure calls and ignites his soul
But Mother Nature bawls and takes her toll

Hurricanes and wind tear at his nerves
After he makes it he finally learns
The lesson taught by life itself
Your stories not finished till it’s on the shelf


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LEARN HOW TO FIGHT YOUR BLUES

Write yourself the silliest song...
when everything seems dark and dull,
and all that can be changed for all; 
write and just sing along!

Learn how to fight your blues
with the quickest remedy:  think of sunshine,
never of rain;  dream of rainbows 
over the distant horizon!
For every sad mood that lingerd for too long, 
there's a world of surprises waiting in your song!

Most people think  that loving themselves
is enough to complete their mission in life,
but I tell you otherwise:  love others
more than you love yourself,
and you'll be rewarded in due time:
look at the lives of those great givers! 

Learn how to fight your blues,
and there's no way you can lose;
if everything were easy, nobody would complain...
going up-hill is too tough for the weak,
gather your strength and be the first to reap
whatever you deserved and wasn't given!

Write yourself the happiest song,
look up and merrily sing along!
  



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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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My Best Friends

They are the ones that I met
They are the ones that I have found
They are still here and I am Glad
Because I would never want to go down

They are the laughters and smiles
They are the sky and the sun
They are the ocean and wind
They are the only ones

They are my best Friends
They are the people who I hang on to
They are my best Friends
We are not just some bunch of Fools

Susan is feminine but she's the daisies in spring
Her eyes sparkled and she is strong in what she thinks

Mat is a flirt but he is the joker of the group
He never likes girls to treat him some kind of a fool

Susan loves fashion designs and talks like any other girl
Mat loves himself to flirt with the girls around the world

And I dont care for what they are
And I am just glad that these are the people that made me come this far
And I would not make a mistake in pulling ourselves apart
We will keep ourselves in daylight when we beginning to feel the dark

And I love them more than everyone can see
They feel like they are more than just a family

Because they are all i have in me

All I Have in me..


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Street Dweller

If I was a deaf person
would you ever talk to me
Or would you just pass me by
In favor of simplicity.
If I was a blind person
Would you ever guide me through
Or would you just set me off to myself
For someone else to rescue.
If I was acrippled person
Would you ever carry me
Or would you just shun me off
Claiming to much difficulty.
                    BUT
If I was just a lonely person
Huddled up in my cardboard home
Would you ever stop by to visit
Or simply leave me alone !


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Absolution

A phantom seeps howls cracks
these limestone walls
til fragments tremble
and the old cistern bows, finally.

Born of dust and parched labor,
drought taunts edgy mouths
dancing chants nightly
and spirits awaken, finally.

A trickle of liquid
extends over lessons marked 
by seeds caressed in earth
and blossoms, finally.

Blessings charm bellies 
now growing in hasty renewal 
from shining streams splashing
and a phantom wanes, finally.

Until arriving restless moons once again
form nimble boughs grasping
towards the sacred wheel of life,
but they forgive the cycles, finally.


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HE and his ART

Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art
=====
Sympathy struck my soul within the Watts Towers
One man, broken, lost
Gave other broken pieces of life another chance to shine
With beauty and grace
Close to his heart
Close to god

Before his hand came down
They were just figures fallen
Pieces hitting
Rock pavement bottom

These objects, that once served propose
Once had value
No longer desired

Used and abused
Broken souls
Left to corrode

Do you know what it feels like to be alone in fear
In shame with no hope
Can’t look in the mirror

Thought to no longer have purpose,
On this earth
To no longer have beauty
To no longer, have worth

Rebirth

Sees art on the ground
His Hand comes down
A man, once broken and scared
A suffering alcoholic with a second chance at life
His heart and soul he bares 

Perhaps it was sympathy,
He felt that day
When he started to create, a place of hope
The skills to cope 
For the pieces left to waste away

Each broken object, each piece of junk
He gave a gift of serenity
To shine and glimmer
To live beautifully,
In company 
Sublime and serene
Achieved

Surrounded by like others,
Once pieces left behind 
Alone, you seek cover
Together, in time

Is strength, and beauty
A vision of unity
A collective propose
Of vision and purity

What new perspective, from the inside to out 
Changes on the faces of the people about 
Seeing the junk, as a ship not sunk

In the shape of hope
And inspiration, a dream
Where we can go and where we have been

Reflect on this now
Of those who never saw
What the man’s vision was
Love, real and raw
In those broken pieces

With his signature, his heart
Left in different formations
Bottle and plates
Imagination
=====
Many hearts, each a beat
HE and his Art



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Her Beckon..Yes WISDOM'S Call

Not revealed to asses' or beasts, 
Kept from those Flying Angels,
Reserved specially for you,
She leaves me and the soul of man is dead,
Leaving my shores so dry,
The clamour of those dead shells so loud,
My shining chain Armour is now a nothing, maybe cracked wood,
Tears, Gethsamanic tears,
Putting sail WISDOM rowed aways,
You can imagine my shores in summer,
Her absense has left my shores a hot miragious sandy duned desert,
My days have seen plagues, woes and throes,
I am Humbled, More sobered.

In my humility did she remember me,
Then did she give me her loving passion and care,
Among our vows were her hatred for pride,
She consoled me listening to my honest cries,
 My wise friend solomon...hmmn!
Please imagine my present state of mind,
I sit in limbo,
My arms akimbo,
Head devoid of stupor,
Only Swirling to her sweet adore,
Do tell me her names at your pace,
Truelly, it was more of Gods grace,
Which the soul of man never disgaraced,
Please my friend do seek her face.
She calls,
She beckons,
Do reckon,
Do heed her call.


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Don't Give Your Heart to the Devil

This is no time for the devil, make no room for him in your heart.
All he needs is a 1/8 of an inch of space in your mind.
To tear your whole life apart.
He knows his time is short now, like a lion he's out on a roar.
It's your life and precious relationship with God
that that old devil really wants to destroy.
He'll use everything he can against you to your
familes, your job and foes.
And yes, sometimes our own iimperfections 
can make that devil aglow.
So don't give your heart to the devil
rely on God by persevering in prayer.
And just when you think you can't take it no  more
God's  power will substain you through his loving care.


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The Barghest's Monody

Therewithal, profluent life ettles it's while.
Thitherward, from Death's bleak campanile
Grim antiphonals serenade.

A capriccio, the slashing swipe of the reaper's scythe
 will serenade.
Stringent Death forthwith anoints the mithridate to
Life's cantankerous and rankling ado

Hither now come, anon recondite Azrael, neither protend
 nor annex this throttled contretemps.

The antiphonal of the reaper's cavalier scythe
Shall now serenade.
Awhirl, like kerfs demarcated
 Years, bollixed, muzzy and brattled
  shall holus-bolus expire.

No retaliation to death's gloomy surcease
No ingenious riposte to the reaper's final cleave.

Bootless now to don the amulets,
 squeeze the jujus,
Kiss the talismans,
 clutch the periapts or
Attire in steely cataphract.

The serenading of the reaper's scythe,
 it's efficacy shall blithely cleave.
Bedim mine eyes from life's assailing
Bedim mine eyes from life's poltroonery

Vocabulary:  barghest-a goblin fabled to portend misfortune;  monody-funeral song; 
antiphonal-chant;  protend-to protract in time/lengthen;  riposte-n. in fencing, a quick
return/thrust;  brattle-v.-to make rattling or clattering noises; 
cavalier-supercillious/disdainful/haughty;  muzzy-hazy;  attaint-v. to condemn;  rankle-to
give pain/nettle/gnaw;  contretemps-untoward accident/hitch;  throttle-v.to
choke/suffocate/strangle/stiffle;  bollix-v.-to bungle or botch;  holus-bolus-adv.-all at
once/altoghter;  mithridate-antidote against poison;  cataphract-suit of armor for the
whole body;  poltroonery-n. cowardice; a capriccio-musical piece characterized by
improvisation;  ettle-to intend/to prepare;  campanile-free standing bell tower;  kerf-a
groove or notch
Azrael-the angel that helps souls from living to enter the afterlife;  recondite-not
easily understood/abstruce;
periapt-a charm worn to ward of evil;  juju-object believed to contain magical powers;
contretemps-disruptive unforeseen event;  protend-to hold out or stretch forth


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Jesus Lifted Me!

I nailed my sins,
To my Lord's cross.
Leaving them there,
I suffered no loss!

The burden load I carried,
Was now so much lighter.
The life ahead of me,
Now is much brighter!

Feeling the freedom,
Of walking with Him.
Drawing strength from Jesus,
To turn away from sin.

Growing in love,
For ALL mankind.
Holding grudges no more,
In heart and mind.

Blessed by His Spirit,
Jesus lifted me!
Surrendering each day to Him,
I can live carefree!


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Liar's Diary

You look me in the face
I look you in the eye
You cannot distinguish
Between truth or lie
 
I tell you that I love you
I can make you smile
I can make you happy
Even if it's for a little while
 
You trust me wholeheartedly
You always believe
Until you find a clue
And realize you've been deceived
 
You quickly confront me
I tell you I'm not lying
You see my tears
You see me crying
 
Your guilt consumes you
You apologize
You bid me to cease
My tears and cries
 
And just like the first time
You believe me, your friend
Only to be proven
Wrong yet again
 
Confrontation resumes
My words don't reach your ears
I've changed from your biggest dream
To your biggest fear
 
You lose communication
We don't talk for years
And after time passes
Everything becomes clear
 
Except you see me years later
I tell you I've changed
You smile because you're happy
I smile because I'm insane


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FROM ONE LOVER TO THE OTHER

Beautiful and loveable one,
you've vanished into nothing
and left me hanging
with a question in mind:
could I ever find someone...
who's witty and kind?

I am going, like a merry-go-around,
from one lover to the other...just giving
love to anyone who's able to bring
some passion and feeling!

I'd rather go back in time today,
and relive those moments again...
the ones that can take this pain away,
to make me remember the warm rain
coming down.. when spring
gave us another song to sing!  
    
 I am going ,like a-merry-go-around,
from one lover to the other... hoping
that on the other side someone is waiting!
I have kissed others with selfish eyes
and simply realized what was missing:
 you were unique in everything,
filled me up with joy and surprise...
making me discover another world! 

My long nights are as cold 
as these smooth satin sheets...  
I'll find a better reason to believe
that I can close these eyes tonight and dream!
And if years don't turn into days, I'll wait...
until I have stopped going 
from one lover to the other,
and wasted what you adore!

The sooner you realize my endless need,
the faster I will stop running wild and breath!  



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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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TURN THE DREAM ALIVE

I hear the drums of my heart, loudly singing for my dreams to execute. I remember when I was little; ‘the greatest writer’ was my cadence. No, I haven’t forgotten my rhymes; I have just turned them to beatitudes. ‘Whoever is a hard worker will be the greatest writer’ am the commander of my dreams stomping heavily to lettering. Am by shank's pony a thousand speed per mile chucking in and out of the road. I remember when I once hurted my brain and lost my sanity; ohh I remember; How can forget? Everything was ambiguous with no future to reach the bastion. Although never recovered my lost wrecked pieces, but still hold to the stick of one day reuniting with my fellows. Life is a thrash about that I can attest. Sometime pinned to a cold yet rained on the slippery road. You might have sighted the grey clouds, started a marathon but you still lost the chase, at times you never saw it coming, you’re chicken poured with nobody to umbrella you. Life is like that, at times you lose, at times you break the record. Life is what you make it. Everybody tears down at times, but it’s how you feed the fears that counts. In most of the frozen falls you will stand alone, in the summer a thousand flies will flock your way. Life is all lessons don’t worry about the seasonal labels. Someday I will be at the peak with many beaks screeching my forename. Maybe am still the uncrown queen but someday princess of the playwright will be my designate. I can bet my blueprint will never say goodbye as it always lighting as the day, a souvenir that can’t go away. Now still a shadow searching for my right frame, neither a sinner to contain dozens of all this hope. Before a thousand crescents change their fate, I can bet I would have already revolutionized my state, that’s the least just wait and spot ‘the supreme authoress of the planet’ fitting my cranium.



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Thugs, Thieves, and Cut Throats

One thing is for sure here in these places
That demons are abundant with childlike faces

Assassins lurk about unyielding to their task
Though they bare no threat or mask

Passersby wont even blink when they see
That children are deadly to you and me

For shelter and bread are motives enough to kill
Emotionless beast without passion or thrill

Society made such creatures who seek refuge
Among the darker demons who’s lives are abuse

Rat infested accommodations are what WE provide
Mediocre medical care dooms there already damaged pride

So to the streets many run away too!
Some clever enough to grasp the truth

Bands of hooligans are what the uppers call there hoards 
Beatings and sickness are what they can only afford

Survival becomes priority number one in life
Normal relationships never manifested only strife

Councilors, priest, and the police bring them back to hell
Trapped in the Orphanage is like being in a cell.

On sale to highest bidder is slavery plain to all
Or maybe like puppies you pick up at the mall

Some of the lucky ones find legitimate foster care
Others return with bruises and more nightmares

Money is a primary factor to these so called foster adults
People who can’t take care of themselves much less other souls

So I say to those who are in search of another income search elsewhere
Leave it to those who truly, truly care!

Back to those on the streets come to a place 
Where a smile can return to your dirty face

SCHOOL!


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Another Year with Time ~Birthday~

A year's the happiest of mothers,
flowered with fertility,
for never shall there be another
more endowed than she.

Despite her plentiful descendants,
time has never left her side.
He happily remained attendant
even when I cried.

How fortunate, that pair of lovers
bound by such a wondrous fate!--
though in their love, I had discovered
that they blessed my date,

for in their love, they set in stone
my birth, and let it now be known,
oh earth!--that I was made this day,
and that I never can repay

the gift they've given me.


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Give Me Concern for the Lost - Prayer

Fill me anew with your Spirit;
Give me concern for the lost.
Anoint me for your service;
Use me in your harvest.
I commit my life to your leading—
May my heart be filled with your love;
Full of concern for the dying,
Who have a home prepared above.

Give me opportunities to witness;
To tell of your mercy and joy;
Your precious Holy Spirit—
You left this earth to deploy.
Place in me a fire—
That burns deep within.
May this passion be contagious,
So that others too will begin.

Use me to bless the hurting;
Pray for all their needs,
So they can see your handiwork,
And miracles for others to concede.
May joy and peace be with me;
May your love be highly sought—
Not for selfish reasons,
But for others lives you have bought.

May my concern for the lost—
Compel me into action.
I trust you, Lord, to enable me;
In everything, I seek confirmation.
Place a double portion of your Spirit—
Upon my life today.
May all the lost be drawn to you,
And may “I” not get in the way. 
A-men.

Featured in my book No. 1, "Poetry To Touch the Heart & Soul"
Copyright 2011 Maureen LeFanue


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A Tale From Old

this is a tale of which all men should know
It began in a time so very long ago.
A tale of one man's troubles and woe.
A prince fell in love; you may say "SO!"
His mother was angry but father was firm
Out into the land he must go, to learn.
Mother gave him money to hurry his return,
father took it back saying his way he must earn.
Early next morning to his mothers tears
he starts upon his journey with only his fears.
Frightened of a world unknown by his peers
First try at earning his bread are meet by jeers
He wanders through village and town,
slowly his spirit sinks to the ground.
He can't understand since he is to  wear a crown.
And can someone explain why everything is BROWN!
Then comes the morning to his surprise
simple jobs can he get, telling no lies.
Soon does he realize its easy to rise
Again on his way, beginning to get wise.
Finally one evening he enters the gate
glad to be home though it is quite late.
Rushing to his arms as if she can't wait
Is this really the woman he wished as a mate?
The moral is plain for us all to see
Each person must grow into what they can be.
Learning ourselves will cost us no fee.
Lean back; and think of this tale while drinking your tea.


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The Battle Begins

Now sleep I may,
Into the night,
For the spirits and tomatoes
helped set things right.

I know I shouldn’t have,
For my meds don’t allow it,
But is too late now,
Please don’t you try it.

Was something I needed,
The pressure within,
Oh how I wish,
To start over again.

But she will not have it,
I do not fit in.
Her schedule is hectic, 
No time to mend.

I call her up,
No time for me,
She says just give up,
Please leave me be.

How I hate spirits,
How do you people drink this stuff?
But I am not finished,
I haven’t had enough.

For there are things inside me,
We have to get out,
Scratches on my back,
I could live without.

So deep and hurting,
Attacking my heart,
This day has been coming,
It is not a new start.

I knew from the beginning,
That this could not be,
But always an ending,
To set you free.

Now in total darkness,
The lights are so bright,
What will become of me,
On this fateful night.

The black wolf approaches,
I can sense his fear,
He can smell my scratches,
As he comes near.

Death is our battle,
We will fight tonight,
Our hearts will rattle,
To see who is right.

Deeper and deeper,
I am going down,
His blows are a killer
So profound.

He knows where to strike,
To make the best hit,
I try with all my might,
But deeper into the pit.

A loosing battle I fight,
I wanted to win,
But this is not the night,
What a night it has been.

I have a cold and feel terrible. What did you think?


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Almost

Sometimes when our blessings
Are very close and near.
We decide to “throw in the towel”,
As if God’s voice, we did not hear.
Sometimes we are not far from,
That answer that we had so long sought.
And we wind up turning around,
After a good fight we have fought.
Sometimes our blessings are really,
Just in front of us, slightly.
And while in warfare if we are not careful,
We will lose that blessing, most likely.
A lot of times we have our minds detoured
By obstacles that get in our way.
And they will cause us much time wasted
If not at all seeing that day
A lack of faith, a lack of character,
These are just a couple by name.
Being too timid, lack of boldness,
These two serve just the same.
For us to have ran this race,
That really has already been won.
It would not bring any glory to the Master,
To “ALMOST” have it done.


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lost in direction

as i looked out the window, then peeked out the door . i discovered my direction 
was lost once more. i looked to the left than to the right .everyone i thought i knew 
was totally out of sight. so i stepped  out on the porch to feel the atmosphere. 
only to turn and run back filled with fear. for the poverty i endured as i stepped foot 
on the streets ,caused my heart to fiercely beat. i looked to the left then to the right 
only to find no direction in sight. so i kneeled down to pray in a humble way .and 
before i knew it god had delivered me direction from day to day.!!!!!!!


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Friends, Fools, and Fame

Chad is the musical genius battling with wits
Kevin is the Thespian that quotes every script
Travis engineers botanical gardens menacingly quick
Dawn brings our savagery down with a kick

Roommates - learn from them and heed their lesson
For you can progress if you master their blessing
Don’t get caught slipping or even resting
For its your skills that they are constantly testing

Remember what has been done good and bad
Memories of events will be all you ever have
Though maybe in a way that is sad
But what ever happens be grateful and glad

One discovers mysterious things when people happen
Like what you really find absurd or what’s hot and crackin’
Quirks, fidgets, and repetitive behavior eat at your factions
Just remember ones blunders are noticed too through action 

Community and partnerships form up around this deal
Apart of a common wealth are now deemed real
Study this observantly and notes you’ll steal
Around ones friends you develop and feel

Outside this commune one has another view
About the responsibility of another cast and crew
Life views some as stars others as a tool
But to those one lives with be the mindful fool


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Young in Love Again--- SONG 2

Every time I breath,
	I feel your arms around me;
     Holdin’ on so tight, that it makes it almost impossible to see.
The stars are dancing their own little dance, as we hear the drums
		Pounding in our ears.


I remember we were running through the trees,
Trying to reach the top,
Giggling and screaming at the top of our little lungs,
I wish we could go back and be
Young in Love Again.


I flash back to us growing up,
Catching each other in long silent glances,
With the same little question bugging me and you.
But then there was your girl; 
And she adored you, then I was always blue.


I remember sitting alone writing in my book,
Watching you stand there cuddling her,
With me longingly looking, dreaming I could be her and 
I kept wishing that we could go back to being
Young in Love Again.


Then there was the day,
	That long awaited day.
You had left her for me,
   And in sweet ecstasy, you kissed me.


I remember everything falling into place,
Walking down the aisle to you,
Standing there in black and blue;
Our dreams were finally coming true 
And we were no longer wishing to go back ‘cause
We were Young in Love.

But then things changed. . .
	One little change, we didn’t expect it to come.
        It was the letter sent for you to go.
		And in my head,
	Was all the bad, wondering if our precious little one would survive,
			From all my pain
				From this one good-bye. . .

And I remember going back to all the good,
Breathing out the bad,
Trying to forget the truth, that you had to go;
And we were praying together, 
That we could go back to being
Young in Love Again.


And I remember. . .
	And you remember. . .
        So we remember. . .
		And we pray. . .
				That if we meet again in another place. . .
		
We will be
	Young in Love Again.


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Twice...The Purge..The Divine Cure

Tommorrow will see the coming of a PURGE,
Oh! Salem...Oh! Bethlehem...Yes..! Jerusalem,
Living a life so Solemn,
Peace and Love to Becky and Carmen,
Twice this much to Angela and Edmond.
 
We must play on flutes to welcome Jutes,
Lets fuse a whole lot of Bass into your Salsa,
This gate is a sure link to Life,
God is good...Lets see how far you can pay his Price,
The airfreights of Grace....God's grace that does not displace your race in Life,
Introducing our major Talents and Tastes.
 
Yours is the life i live,
Your wagging tongue and True Talks to all sundry your Imaginations,
Who paid angels to ring ding dunged bells,
Yes to sift through the brains of Riff-Raffs and Belles,
Or to flee from grieving Halves,
God-driven yatchs of life.
 
Peace to Solomon,Sulaimon and My Christ,
Double to Almighty God, His finesse, Style, Class and Omnipotency,
Eyes of men must read his Words and Tremble,
The Holy Land, This holy book, Its doctrines of Love and Their little chores,
Was it a Curse,Bluff or Cross and Plough,
Peace and Love to Rome, England and France.
Your well spoken Latin, English and Spatters of French.


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A Titanic Episode

So the ship will sail
For those who have the price to pay
And I have a tale
To leave here if I pass away
This journal will speak
To the journey I now shall take
From life here so bleak
To sunrise future that shall break
               ***
Come back with me to the cinders flying
To Kelly's coal yard and my story
My skin made black and my age is hoary
Time is hard and, no bit worth living

And over there not far away building
A ship of dream unsinkable real
And in my heart dreaming a fervent zeal
To be aboard with the sailing

I am a coal man, that is who I am
I know the heat, and I fan the flame
So I'm hired for furnace to move the frame
Across the deep cold Atlantic dam

I have no kith to love me,  kinfolks gone
To America for a promised land
It does not matter then my blistered hand
I seek too another better dawn

What was it, I did not know, yet awake
Her sunlight hit the deck, made it glow
And my heart was warmed on the lake like snow
The first day aboard, my sugar cake.

And all I had to do was rescue her sack
From wayward trampling feet, then aboard
I brought it, gallantly and without sword
I cut the prejudice swiftly back

Kindness is the key that opens love door
And that was all my life did own
I went down, and she a next stair shown
The rich is well closed off from the poor

Would she forget what I remembered still
Her soft sweet skin, her sun shining smile
My heart young again, pining all the while
To know if her pearly ever will

We soot black ones never got a permit
To see from atop the eager sea
But she touring her palace came down to me
Found my furnace, and sweating did sit.

She preferred the flame to the faceless sea
The flickering fires, the frantic eyes
The tiger tenaciously stalked the prize
Of rippling muscles soft humility.

And so like birds we scraps of dreams sharing
From day to day discover afresh
The human worth in our human flesh
The long and sultry sweet of longing

My heart cast off from life boat and reason
Blackened her with accidental touch
And she overcame, into me rushed
The first kiss has so short a season.

Five days is a long time for love to grow
An eternity for a kiss
What did I know of icebergs and cold mist
What could my furnace not melt below

And yet this clamouur, and frights wild uproar
And all the pushy orders given
I got her a lifeboat, a boat's heaven
And wept that she was gone evermore

But she looking back, saw me there weeping
And jumped to swim back that dismal sea
Hence Diary my last entry to thee
For I must jump in, farewell, I'm going. 



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The Shadow of My Entity

I find your will to live unclear;
you move without your own consent;
though, to my motion you adhere:
with that, my friend, are you content?

You have no features to discern;
yet, for the denizens who try
to diagnose your form, you turn
invisible to all but I.

At times, not even I can tell
if you reside beneath my mass,
your stubborn dusk commixed with wells
of shade that every object casts.

But sure enough, you tightly clinch
my heel, the vertex of our pact;
like ink, you empty inch by inch
onto the ground, with bond intact.

Am I to fear the day we part?
What would I lose if it should come:
the mortal feelings in my heart,
my sense of equilibrium?

I find it rather hard to deem
the value of your cryptic guise;
however, it would surely seem
your umbrage doesn't harbor lies.

If it is temper that you yield,
then by all means display your shade:
my flesh shall be your house and shield,
my spirit, your substantial blade!

I will not live this life in vain,
the life that you refined for me.
My friend, will not you please remain
the shadow of my entity?


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Wasn't Enough

Why bother trying, You watch yourself dying, Crying out to God asking for advice, Help me find away to rejoice, Speak up and feel the noise, Only in away that He knows, And you cant explain, To Save you and take away the pain, You open your eyes and see the world is spinning, Trying to figure when am I gonna start winning, Sitting in a corner and your losing, Thinking why am I on this path that I'm choosing, You make one last cry for help?, But no ones around to answer......
 
Demons surround you, Nowhere to run, You look to the ground and you pick up that gun, Raise it to your head, But you can't pull the trigger, You place it out in front and start to fire, Thinking the bullets wont hit them and you don't believe they will only to call God a liar, Seeking away out, Time running short you scream and shout, Demons closing in stronger and awaiting a final attack, You stand your ground and try to fight back, But like a diamond in the rough, It Wasn't Enough......
 
Struggling to find peace within, You ask God to forgive you of your sins, Only to figure out its you, you can't forgive, Tension rises once again, You wonder is this the end? Fighting to survive with all your might, Suddenly day turns to night, Demons coming upon you, Your mind in fear you dont know what to do, You seek out a voice, Your ears filled with noise, Your eyes pin out Demons in all directions, Inching and inching ever so closely, You make one last cry for help, But no ones around to answer......
 
Once again the Demons surround you making escape a mere impossibility, You fall to your knee's and pray, Talking to God saying all you can say, You open your eyes and see a blinding light, Thus its the hand of God giving you the strength to stand up and fight, A war that lasted nearly a decade is coming to a close as it seems, But your still in question with those nightmarish dreams, The dreams bring you down but you try to stay tough, In the end, It Wasn't Enough......


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KINGDOM IN MY HEART

who lived like me? who fought with me? who reached the darkness before i did? i lay them down, my walls and fears if you would tell me which stone not to turn. . . but so selflessly i rode into a storm . . . . . . . .IN MY HEART A LITTLE KINGDOM FALLS, and i live 4 that day, like a prophesy foretold.. that one will come and we will build it once again...


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I Wonder ? (PAGE NO. 1)

The Word professional according to Webster New World Dictionary(Third   
College Editon)means: engaged in, or worthy of high standards of a profession.
designating or of a school, esp. a graduate school, offering instruction in a 
profession.  earning one's living from an activity, such as a sport, not normally 
thought of as an occupation.  engaged in by professional players.  engaged in a 
specified occupation for pay or as a means of livelihood(a professional writer.  a 
person who does something with great skill.

Well Lord, you know that the only professional attributes that I have is writing, and 
maybe singing.  however, I know that I am lacking in much when it comes to 
actually. being a professional.  I've not attended a college legally.  I never even 
attended a publich school in Her Majesty America The Beautiful.  You know that 
when I sat on Kiemona's lap at age(3), I began to read the Holy Bible to her and 
that's when my formal education began.  Ye, I had tutors(people who came to my 
dad's San Fransico Estate to eaducate me in- the introductory of Algebra, 
Chemistry, Geometry, Science and etc. until I turned 7 years olded.  Then those 
brutal people came and killed Kiemona and Angelo in the summer of 1989.  I 
was the only one who survived a gunshot wounded in the left chest.

Since then its been You, Master who has continued to teach me.  You showed 
me by Your Holy Spirit that you would become my mother and father(psalms 
27:10).  You taught me right and You taught me what was wrong.  All the teaching 
that I was suppose to receive in The Nest(Family  at Home), well the people in 
the street life taught me.  Its only now do I realize that I must shun their teaching, 
because it always seem to cause me pain.


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So-Cal Life, It's Our Life

Waken' up to a brand new day. Hitting up the crew to see what's new.
Hitting up the homies. Let's see what they want to do.

As time grows by, the group gets bigger. 
Then someone will eventually pull the trigger.

A good idia will lead the way,
and only kooks are left to stay. 

As we roll-out in our only cars,
driving high to reach the stars.

Now in this point in time, 
we reach the caves and ascend our climb.

Hours pass since we left our start.
Now here comes the best part.

Cracking open the case of brew.
"Here, have some. Take one or two."

Suddenly, here comes a stranger walking our way.
He soon spots us, smoking a "J." "Yo, can I get some? I can pay."
Just come smoke with us. Relax and stay.

The sun then lowers in the sky.
We all now are pretty high.

We begin our trek back to the car. 
Having so much fun, we pass the bar.

"Hey, my buddy just got out of the barber."
So we swooped him up and cruised to the harbor.

If I kept writing, I'd loose so much time.
Our lives are too big, for this tinny-ass rhyme.

So now, our story has come to an end. 
This is our life. This story I'll send...


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A Shame

I failed to defend my precious eminence 
That all I've heard is the sound of disgrace
The news had speard without my innocence
That flaps its wings conveying my face

I sat aside in the dark corner of my room
To shy to see the word outside
In me the secret that will trigger my doom
The shame that forces me to hide

Those smile I saw had broke my heart 
The voices I've heard had brought me pain
The hateful stares wishing me depart
A sorrow fall of one's in vain

These nightmares appears when I'm in bed
That I vow to death to take my life
The blood that flows well never shed
The pain in me not caused by knife

Ill paint this sorrow upon my lonely grave
This shame torments me until I die
Forever more hides in forgotten caves
And kiss them all to say goodbye 


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the steps of boardwalk city

People are like cities
They’re beautiful at first
Cities are like people
They hold on to the worst
People are you and I 
We mirror most of the hurt

I don’t believe in quarters 
Pleasing wishing wells or 
That waterfalls’ never break flow
Children of ruins and run
With no place to go

I miss the things 
That I have forgotten
I can honestly say the most 
For the people who were brought to me 

And you should know
Bed time stories were nothing more than lies
And now you know
Why beggars and grown men with no homes 
Have the best stories to tell

People are like cities
They’re left in ruins 
Cities are like people 
They’re broken in places
I can honestly say the most 
For the people who were brought to me 

Catherine’s in tears 
But she lust for bachelors and ball room curtains
Rebecca moans 
But there no rose petals in this empty city 
Her mirror smiles and tells her she’s un-pretty
Sons of train stops
Children of rain drops 
Orphans of this boardwalk city
Words cannot heal your wounds 
But if helps your more than lovely

“Excerpts from a stranger’s journal”


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Our Unconnected Hearts

i stand here today without my heart connected to yours with love unconnected our 
hearts are and knowing u believe i dont care dont love u make my heart the 
worse 

it can be our hearts not going on together forever no more our hearts are now 
split away from each other the connection has been broken an our hearts wont 
roam together in the heaven gates together

 but on different sides of it all we will watch down on all the hearts that we once 
saw our self hearts connected on different sides and watch them grow with love 
forever an always on different sides...our Unconnected Hearts


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Together

We got to be together,no matter what the wheather. Though the storms of life is raging,we remain the same,together. Happy and free you and me. Together as one,the traffic of life is streaming. But the love of life is gleaming.We are together whatever the wheather. Together to still the storm of life that is raging no more what for. Together your skin against mine. together my love.


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Open My Eyes

Open my eyes,
Let faith arise.
Believing there's hope,
When the pain is to strong I can't cope.
Your love is deeper than the sea,
It comforts my heart and frees me.
Your mercy is unfailing, Your glorious most high,
Keep me strong looking up to the sky.
I know that this isn't easy,
Its getting harder and harder to see,
That something good will come upon me.
In the Heavens You reign,
I lift my hands to believe again.
I reach to You at arms length,
You are my refuge You are my strength.
Your mercy burns like ember,
As I pour out my heart these things I remember.
You are faithful God forever.
So let my faith arise,
Open my eyes.


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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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Bought and sold

                  Bought and sold

Come listen, come listen to this winds final gasp                                               
As a woman scurries from sight,                                                        
While the tempered glow of a dying flame                                        
Shows the mass of nothing in her cold, dark face                              

Streetlights brighten the silent shadows                                             
Held quiet as dusk approaches,
But hear the sounds of far off voices                                                
Greeting the moons arrival                                                                

For she bares the sin of classic doubt
Of those unnamed in her quiet house,                                                   
And waters wash away the aimless souls
When the lies for tomorrow are bought and sold                            

Into the hour this darkness falls                                                        
In a hush of the cool of the night;
And like thoughts foretold shes holds a dream
Lost in a memory past
 
It dwells not in an instant of time nor place,
Nor deep in her life's encounter,
Nor where a midnight so soundless waits
For a tomorrow that never comes

Leave her to think of lost respect,
When emotion vanishes from thought;
But forever is kept this moment of doubt
With those who are bought and sold

Hold faith forever between hope and desire
Until her dreams subside
Until she trembles to the touch of a hand
And is haunted by those things within

Listen as it ticks upon the wall, a clock
A clock of age and design,
While on busy streets to hidden alleys
She waits for day's arrival

For gone is t he sound of winds final gasp,
Here in the cool morning breeze,
When fate decrees its dark design
To the lies that are bought and sold.


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Memory Lane

I’m about to go drink away
Friends lost down memory lane
Some died of age
Others gone by actions of vain

One thing is certain
Their memories shall last
When a man starts drinking
He thinks of the past

Friends of new
And friends of old
Some friends feelings
Have even grown cold

Down memory lane
They shall always be
Down memory lane
The good times is all I see

Yet it hurts so much
For some were stolen
Yet  one still lives
And that friendship was golden

Stolen it was
By a thief in the night
And I did what had to be done
To make things right


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Say

its hard to say
     its hard to see..
standing right next to you
to feel wad you feel..

its easy to guess
    its easy to realise..
you need a hand..
you don't want to fall behind..

and i want to ..
         i just want to..
I just want to .. 
      take your hand
and make you feel fine.


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Happiness

Different ways and different people,
One thing we want at any cost,
Is to find real happiness,
We never wanted to be lost.

And it feels like a lifetime,
But suddenly we find,
It was there the whole time,
The happiness was inside.

Now our saviour comes to see us,
And he tells us one more thing,
We must stay strong and keep searching,
Searching deeply within ourselves.

And it feels like a lifetime, 
But suddenly we find,
It was there the whole time,
The happiness was inside.

We were blinded by the darkness,
Now into our lives we bring love and peace,
Pushing out all of the hate and anger,
So now we can love ourselves.

And it feels like a lifetime, 
But suddenly we find,
It was there the whole time,
The happiness was inside.

We find our comfort in each other,
Letting ourselves live in beauty,
So we live long and prosperous,
Together as one.

And it feels like a lifetime, 
But suddenly we find,
It was there the whole time,
The happiness was inside.


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Forbidden

A week may pass and everthing will end
I don't know if i'll see you again
I stand in the corner, waiting in the night
Don't say goodbye
Don't Leave Me Behind

I know you'll never see me
I know it's impossible for you to realise
I know it's not fantasy
But wihout you made me cry..

I can't take a chance to be with you
I cant have a moment to stay..
You are in a crowd of your own
So i hope to stay with you one day..

One day..
One time.
One Moment
Will be fine.. 
  With You.

When each day i'll see you
I will try to run away..
But now my heart had changed
I know im willing ot stay..

I'll cherish every moment there is.
I'll do what i can for you
I don't care if it takes my life
I want to know I was true

I can't cry because I'm holding them inside
I am praying for the pain to end
The world will just turrn from light to dark..
And my lfie will never be the same again..

i wanna hold you..
i wanna stare at you..
i wanna see you.

Just for one more time
     But i cant..


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Nobodys Child But mine

Nobody’s child but mine, He wasn’t wanted, Except by me
He was born so strong, Should have been two, Oh what a joy
This child of mine, Ten tiny fingers , Ten tiny toes too, That child of
Mine.

He warmed my heart from that moment on, That child of mine .
I lost his dad, He didn’t want to know, That child of mine .

He was sick , Born that way, That child of mine .
Smiles and laughter that lit up a room, That child of mine .
Many a worry, That sick child of mine, Yet so eager to please. 
A loving child..

Full of smiles, Laughter too, He was left with his tiny new brother .
That child of mine, New dad and all, He was so pleased .
So proud of his new baby brother. That child of mine.
 
I just never knew, Thought he was safe that child of mine .
How he snapped , His new dad At that child of mine .

My joyful night, Became a mothers worst fear..
That poor child of mine, He couldn’t breathe, New dad didn’t cope.

Love was blind, This I knew, Now I’m ashamed, I should have knew.
He was only three, Battered and bruised, That poor child of mine .
From top to toe, Look what he’d done to that child of mine .

I know I should have let go, Be seen and heard for that child of mine..
I was so young with two kids in tow, How would I cope, I did not know.

To young and afraid of being alone, I should have known .

That child of mine, In sorry now, Was so naïve, It should have been done.
I should have let him go, For that child of mine I loved so .

Never again will I be afraid, Scared and unsure for any child of mine .
Their just no excuse, He was only three, That poor child of mine .
I was his mum, Should have known, What had to be done .
I should have spoke out, And not been afraid .
For that child of mine, I was his mum .


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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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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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Begining,Middle,End

Fun and laughter,feelings of a master,
smiling faces,going places
money to burn,things to learn,
lovely flat,lovely home,
safe inside a comfort zone.

Good clothes,good bones,good mobile phones,
feeling sweet ,life complete,
life getting faster, no thaughts of disaster,
a need to get higher,feeling on fire,
multi coloured lights,no signs of fights,
cannabis today,cocaine tommorow,
who knows after that which buzz will follow.

Introduction to new people,
life it seems it seems so simple,
working all week so my weekends are free,
concoction of drugs and a 48 hour party,
all drugs are on tick ill pay next week,
loving being on that ultimate peak.


Begin the chasing with frustration,
that ultimate high money can buy,
monday mornings allways daunting,
chewing the fat becoming slack,
struggle through with no point of view,
loss of my job i begin to screw,
now works missing my life starts slipping.


Jeckel and hyde,loss of pride,
hot and cold sweats,acumalating debts,
on a roll,spiral out of control,
all the things i never wanted to see,
leave behind my family,
blamed,ashamed,untamed,
unclean,unkept,unslept.

Start selling things like girlfriends rings,
never caring,never sharing,
waking up with beasts, girls with no teeth,
sweat pouring when i should be snoring,
on the street,blisters on feet,
all alone and insecure,
is this really what ive paid for?


Sleeping around on strangers floors,
glad just to be behind the safety of a door,
life damaged,life unmanaged,
yet still id use getting more confused,
damage done,no more fun,
a trail of destruction,allways ruckin.


Shadow running,paranoia bugging,
the need for highs,blinding my eyes,
scared and alone,sold mobile phone,
alcohol in bags,clothes in rags,
a life of crime now serving time,
hit rock bottom,no sign of stopping..........


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strike your note

The road I have travelled
has brought me here.

My shoes worn 
my clothes torn

Mistakes I have made
along the way

Lessons learned
Love beckoned

A song in my heart
You in my arms

Strike up the band


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Rescued

A jealous Goddess envious of me
Banned me to deep end of the sea.
I sought with last breath for life saving air,
When naught but water flowed down there.

A dolphin aware of my great distress
(And I near death, I must confess,)
Daring Goddess’s wrath to rescue me,
With mighty heave tossed me from sea.

I landed safely on a far-flung beach
And right within Goddess’s reach.
With an unladylike or Goddess curse,
She tried my young life to disperse.

Once more the brave dolphin arrived to save
And carry me from ocean grave.
He showed me how to extract air from sea
Which is now second home to me.






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Life as I know it

Rarely do I stop and think about the meaning of life.
Something that is taken for granted daily as I am busy with work and being a 
wife.
Rarely do I take a walk and stop to feel the breeze.
Or notice how the sky is the perfect shade of blue, sitting high above the 
trees.
Life gets pushed aside in the hustle and bustle of my day.
It seems there is always dirty laundry to clean, errands to run and bills I've got 
to pay,
Every single breath we breathe is a token of our health-
The food we eat, the fumes we smell, the cards that we've been dealt.
In the winter it's too cold, the summer's too hot, it's been raining for a week-
No one is ever happy with themselves, there is always something else they 
seek.
If you count your every blessings, no matter how big or small-
You've got to release all those inner demons and break down all your walls.
Life is just a blessing, we aren't promised tomorrow or next year-
Just be thankful for another chance, live free and without fear.
You see, life means everything to me, in every single way.
From the ladybugs crawling in the grass, to watching new kittens play.
It's the tingle of a warm shower hitting your skin on a cold winter's night.
It's the family that always has your back even when you just aren't right.
It's the love that fills your pumping heart as you kiss your lover before bed.
It's the fresh morning coffee that awakens you from the dead.
It's the laughter of a child as they run in their back yard.
It's the chirping of a blue jay and the barking of a Saint Bernard.
The little things that make up your life are precious earthly sights.
Loosely throwing our lives away, when we should be holding it so tight.
One day life will be no more and the memories will be left behind.
Every flower, every bee, every single leaf will gone just like mankind.


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The lark of life.

In the green fields of Summer
I opened my eyes,
And dreamed of a time
Where I’d climb to the skies,
And as I grew up
With a song in my heart,
I knew it was time
For my dream to depart.


So I opened my wings
And I started on up,
For my song was my wine
While the air was my cup,
And as I looked down
To the place I was born,
The green fields were bathed
In the light of the dawn.


Then I sang such a song
In the vale of the day,
While my spirit kept faith
In a strange sort of way,
As I kept rising up
In my Abbey of blue,
I knew it was right
And I knew it was true.


The world that had borne me
Was far, far below,
At the birth of my dream
In the morning’s soft glow,
 And my song was aflame
With the fire of the sun,
As I started back down
To where I had begun.


I passed through the clouds
And my feathers were kissed,
With the light Summer rain
And the softness of mist,
I remembered my birth
As I fell through the haze,
In those green glowing fields
And those soft Summer days.


Then all of a sudden
I reached earth again,
And I looked to the sky
As I sought to explain,
How the ups and the downs
Of a life in the air,
Help my heart understand
How my life is a prayer…














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So much

So much

So much to see,hear, smell,taste and learn

Everywhere we look,so much

So much to understand

So much to our live's

Tender kisses,playfull laughs,holding hands

Sweet scents of flower blooms

Soft touches of tamed beast

Skin agianst skin in blissfull embrace

So much

So much, just for us

To care and love, forever grow

For you, for me, eternity

Or so it was suppose to be


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The Blessings Of Another Day

 

THE BLESSINGS OF ANOTHER DAY

Thank you Lord for waking me up, and starting me on my way.
For health, food and shelter, clothed in my right mind,
The blessings of another day.
You watched over me as I slumbered and slept,
Kept hurt harm and danger away.
Thank you Lord, as I praise your name
For the blessings of another day.
You bid my moments a while longer to roll on
Through your tender mercies and grace.
You gave me patience power and strength to run this Christian race.
‘Tis not by my goodness or much that I’ve done 
That granted me these good deeds.
But by your compassion and faithfulness,
And your promise to supply all my needs.
So I thank you Lord for loving kindness and care, 
And the joy you sent my way.
But most of all I express gratitude
For The Blessings Of Another Day 




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Narcissus

A snow white flower shines in the soft light of a silent meadow. The words that you speak I shall forever echo. A lost love in the dark of the night. They all look your way, but are you blind? Can you not see the beauty of me? I echo your words, I echo your call; can you not hear the silent voice of me at all? I cannot whisper your name, my voice is gone. Silent I shall ever stay, until you speak again. My laughter shall sneak from my lips, until the last word has been spoken, Silent shall I stay again. Silver snowflakes fall in the glory of the dawn. My words are forever caught up hanging silently in my throat, strangling, dangling horridly on my cold lips. A mirrored reflection stares coldly back at you. The water paints a beautiful picture, golden and shining in the crystal spectrum. Will you fall to the hopeless masterpiece inside? Don't give into the lies that haunt your mind, can't you see that you're beautiful again? Beautiful until the end. You see me standing, afraid to think; so you speak. Can I echo your name? Can't you see that I'm afraid to breathe tonight? I'll always recall your words. With you, I shall never be alone. I won't let you go, though your desire is to be gone. In my heart you will forever live on. Farewell you bid unto the world. Farewell I echo to you. I choke in the invisible tears. The reality kills me as I drink in the truth of my deepest fears. Why Narcissus? Why my true love? Why you? Silver snowflakes fall in the glory of the dawn. My words are forever caught up hanging silently in my throat, strangling, dangling horridly on my cold lips. A mirrored reflection stares coldly back at you . The water paints a beautiful picture, golden and shining in the crystal spectrum. Will you fall to the hopeless masterpiece inside? Don't give into the lies that haunt your mind, can't you see that you're beautiful again? Beautiful until the end. I found a flower near the enchanted pool. You placed it there for me, didn't you? Forever the echoes cry out in my mind. Farewell Narcissus, until we meet again. Farewell, I'll see you whenever my time here comes to an end. Farewell, we shall be together again.


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MAKE EVERY MOMENT COUNT

Make every moment count...
this is the promise I make to myself,
to deny the certainty of death:
an assumption stripped of all reality;
and it daunts others, not me...
as long as I get that glimpse of eternity!

Be an essential part of the living:
sharing, giving, reveling, grieving and forgiving...
instead of rebelling against society,
and fighting against an invisible adversary;
but if your  aspirations
are the strenght of your goals
everything takes on a new meaning,
even making your story worth-telling!

Make every moment count
by being clever and not indignant;
never live by pride and greed,
or expect a bountiful return...
when nothing is being achieved,
and praise can't be earned!
 
Be of a keen mind and love patiently...
revive a broken spirit with the kindest word,
and reduce your worries to nothing:
and though the world's vanities cannot be changed,
make an effort to have your voice heard;
what is torn down sadly...can also be built up happily!

Make every moment count
and ignore the ticking of the clock,
to let awareness guide you through anticipation;
time is like roses with thorns:
it pokes you and makes you bleed,and unless
you show meekness and sympathy,
it won't hit  you low...but grant you victory!


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My walk through a road in Africa

She yelled my name and I answered
Her reluctantly,i carried the keg
Moving out of my gate with lights
Flashing from the streets.

As I moved to the muddy road
I hit a chick and it went unconscious
I staggered around and its mother charged 
At me I moved far away from it.

I saw a group of women murmuring among themselves
I wondered what they were saying.
I did't look I hit a giant and he frowed,
I apologized but he continued to pour abuses.

As crossed to the next street
I saw naked children running and shouting
Carrying sticks and it pointing at themselves
Making the sound pou pou pou!!!
I wondered what they were doing

Suddenly came a boy,singing
loudly not minding the environment
He moved zigzag shouting and displaying-
I think the way the musician did 
when he was singing the song-the boy went past.


I smelt a strong odour I had to cover my nose
I heard a woman speaking in the native language
"They've started sucking that thing"
Again I wondered what thing

I reached my destination I bought the watery thing. 
As I moved to my house gently
I saw a group of men rejoicing
They drank large green bottles which
I could smell from where I walked.

One came ,staggered and hit me hard.
That made me walk hastily to my house
With darkness flashing from the streets.
She was happy to collect it 
And I had to discuss with him on what i have seen. 


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Let It Go

Life is complicated at times, but sometimes you just go to let it go

you fight with your problems, but it doesn't solve anything

so just let it go

then you fight yourself,you fight your firends, but nothing solved

sometimes you just got to let it go

because if you don't it stays with you forever

so just let it go!


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From cradle to the grave

From the moment I was born I wept. I cried out of wanting, After all to want is the first natural humane instinct. As I got older I walked through life holding open my heart to experiences even if unwillingly. My eyes remained wide as my legs carried me through twisting generations.

 

I have laughed gaily without judgment, grieved earth shattering loss, embraced joy beyond what the motion pictures portray and loved and been loved more than any fictional character that its writer breathed life onto paper.

 

From cradle to my destined grave I stroll on earths vast plain of emotion to take hold of life and live as if tomorrow my again body would be laid to rest.

 

A newborn cries because it is its horn of proof that it is thriving with vitality. An elder gently sobs under breath knowing each day they inhale is another day of dying. We are born into cradling arms and are buried cancelling ourselves, From life to death we take memories we've made from cradle to grave. Nothing is more precious, needed and wanted to either groups young r old than a life fully lived before the final chapter is read.

 

Birth to twelve is layered in childhood innocents. Becoming a teen is our first presumable milestone and we assume ourselves to be made of granite like Galatea.

 

Throughout our twenties our lips taste first loves even lust but gracefully as we age our minds and souls carry us home making a place to rest out weary bodies, a place to rest with growing families. Children come wrapped in beautiful ribbons and we grow old. Wrinkles come, inevitably dependency goes then we parish to our coffins made by younger, sometimes older hands.

 

But even after we rest under feet of blackened tear filled soil we live, To be born again or to be swept away by Gods gentle voice no one person can say.

 

But we live and breath, inhale life though our lungs from cradle to the grave.

"Sorry for not capitalizing, hope that fixed it! Please keep commenting :) Much love, Whit."


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Fearless

I look in a mirror, I see my reflection.
I turn around facing away from the mirror and I see my whole future spread out before me like a dry, cracked, dreary waste land.
I try to make it go away but it is always stays the same.
I know I have to be fearless though my journey through life is perilous.
I listen to the birds sing and look at the sky is a deep blue not knowing what to.
I go to the figure clad in white from head to toe.    As death sung and listened to my woes. He said come with me and do not be afraid he said in voice made of velvet and satin.
For I am not fearless like the brave warrior who has seen a great many battles in life and died at the cruel hand of the philistines.
For you’ll come with me for that is the best thing to do.
So please don’t fight me because I am weary and not in the mood said the white clothed death angel in voice meant to persuade the starving to consumes so much that they will never any need t6 eat again.
Be cause as fearless as you are death went on you’ll got to the creator that you have served for many years.
Get away from those who scorn your every heroic deed.
Because your behind fearless because you did not cry out for anyone but the lord god.
So let me take you home O’thy fearless one.
Who walked the earth and lived to tell it. The fearless one who suffered the cruel abuse at the people who were suppose to be your friends who turned out to be your worst enemies
. You shall never ever have to suffer again the way you did so come now you proud fearless one.
Be the fearless warrior of your lord god.


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water

Water moves continually Over land, evaporation and transpiration 
common chemical substance 
essential to all forms of life 
 the substance  has a solid state, ice,
 and a gaseous state, water vapor.
About 1,460 teratonnes (Tt) of water covers 71% of the Earth's surface, 
 in oceans and other large water bodies, 
with 1.6% of water below ground in aquifers 
and 0.001% in the air as vapor, 
clouds (formed of solid and liquid water particles suspended in air), 
and precipitation.
Can cause hurricanes when global warming extends 
entire villages left submerged as in people's streets
submeerged.

Earth's water is contained 
within man-made and natural objects 
near the Earth's surface as water towers, 
animal and plant bodies, manufactured products, and food stores.
Water moves continually 
Saltwater oceans hold ing 97% of surface water,
 glaciers and polar ice caps 2.4%, 
and other land surface water such as rivers and lakes 0.6%.
Water moves continually 
 Water moves continually through a cycle of evaporation or transpiration, 
precipitation, and runoff, reaching the sea. 

Water moves continually over land 
Winds carry water vapor over land 
at the same rate as runoff into the sea, 
about 36 Tt per year.
Over land, evaporation and transpiration 
contribute another 71 Tt per year to the precipitation 
of 107 Tt per year over land. 
Some water is trapped 
for varying periods in ice caps, glaciers, aquifers, or in lakes, 
 providing fresh water for life on land. 

Clean, fresh water is essential to human and other life.
In many parts of the world, it is in short supply.
 Many organic molecules as well as salts, sugars,
 acids, alkalis, and some gases (especially oxygen), are soluble in water.
Water is essential for all life on Earth.

Humans can survive for several weeks without food, 
but for only a few days without water. 
more than one billion people
 in low and middle-income countries
 lack access to safe water for drinking, 
personal hygiene and domestic use.
more than 20 percent of the world’s people. 
 close to 2 billion people 
did not have access to adequate sanitation facilities.
leading causes of morbidity 
and mortality in low- and middle-income countries, frequently called developing 
countries.

 over 1.1 billion people are currently without safe drinking water.




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Melodious Sound to a Harmonious Beat

Dang I can hear it,
I can hear it again and again,
And I’m stuck this time around,
Thinkin bout a harmonious beat,
Matching to a melodious Sound,
Taking my nerves to another height,
Far beyond sight far above ground,

And its this harmonious beat,
Matching to a melodious sound,
Lifting me from my seat,
Taking me to another height,

And I know that she can feel it too,
Because its like,
A to the word attraction,
The other half to a fraction,
Leading to my hearts satisfaction,

And its this harmonious beat,
Matching to a melodious sound,
Lifting me from my seat,
Taking me to another height,
Making me feel like the doves,
Flying together,
As though they’re a pair of gloves,
Flying together in near perfect harmony,
Making me think we could be,
With her safe in my arms,
And her keeping harm from me,
Except I’ll have to see it,
I’ll have to be brave,
I’ll have to come up to her,
And be the caveman without the cave,
Because I can hear it girl,
And it’s like,

This harmonious beat,
Matching to a melodious sound,
Lifting me from my seat,
Taking me to another height.


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Running

She’s running….run faster,
Maybe he won’t catch you,
Run…I’m not going anywhere, 
Oh no he’s getting closer,
Please help! 
He has me in is arms,
Why won’t he stop?
Run…! Run..!
Why can’t I scream…?
Maybe louder maybe kicks or bites,
Nothings helping,
Run…run, 
Try to get away,
No one sees him,
No one sees it,
How?
 Why?
Running, running into the dark,
No! God no!
Maybe if I had a gun,
Yes, I’ll shoot,
Shoot, me, no him,
BANG..!
I’m dead.
……..he’s still there.


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A FORBIDDEN THOUGHT

Unconvincing words
is what I hear...
and need, not want
keeps bursting out
of your pathetic thoughts;
all is gone so sore!

A fobidden thought,
not spoken for your own sake,
what you hide is plain and clear;
when that voice starts shaking,
and those eyes start rolling:
I lose faith in everything you say,
look at me, and be as true as yesterday!
Have I ever kept a secret, or been insincere?
Sympathy wouldn't be in me today,
unless you revealed that forbidden thought!

Secrets can cause doubts,
enought to destroy trust and confidence;
are you still hanging on pretense?
Go beyond the storm and foresee
things that can't  ever been seen;
put it all to rest ...it's your last chance!    

A forbidden thought 
locked inside so shamefully
is another reason to fear truth;
being so untrue and silent
doesn't make easier for me
to forgive you like I would like toI 
A forbidden thought
lingering on unspoken lips
makes me sad and wonder why
it seems hard to face
the consequence of a lie...
when all you have to do is apologize!

A forbdden thought so unspoken,
never sheds light on anything too foregone;
something lost to time that only  love can
bring back from its deep darkness!
A forbidden thought follows a gloomy dawn,
afraid that the silence will find a voice!




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My Father

He taught me so much
Of becoming a man
At times our tempers
And blood pressures ran

But he was always there
Always had my back
And when I was in trouble
He cut me no slack

For the key to becoming
A stand up guy
Is to admit when you’re wrong
And look them in the eye

Accept the consequences
For each of your mistakes
A lot less time and grief
Honesty takes

Every time
I got into trouble
If I lied
The punishment was double

But this made me a better person
This made me a better man
No doubt about it
He was my biggest fan

When I was down
He was there
He had honesty and integrity
Now a days that is rare

We have had our differences
We have had our fights
Man sometimes
They were a real sight

Always he admitted
When he was in the wrong
That example
Made me strong

No other father
Was more caring
But at times
It was overbearing

For the longest while
I didn’t hear a word he said
Looking back I was a fool
I had such a hard head

We still argue
With him I could always consult
Now I hope he is proud
Of his hard works result

I made some of his hairs grey
By my bone headed stunts
Sometimes it seemed
I was on trouble hunts

In a while I will be moving
Out my home
His honor and character
I only hope to own

Someday I hope he says
I raised you well
For that day will come
And I know his chest will swell

Nothing makes a parent more proud
Than their children’s success
For this feeling
Is the highest they can express

I tell my father
I will make him proud
For the path
He has plowed

Now I need
To take over the reigns
I will not make a living with my back
Its gonna be with my brains





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But There Are Stars

One day a father’s father died.
He wept and walked with his son that night.
As they walked, his son asked, “How do I become a man?”
The father responded, “Follow me to a cross and I’ll show you a Man.”
“Who is he?” the son asked.
“He is the king of kings.”
“How do you know?” the boy questioned.
The father told his son to look up and answered with tears in his eyes, “night sky 
is dark, but there are stars.  Bright orbs of light that mock the night.  And life is 
dark but there is Christ, he quenched the sting of death and brings blind sight.”
“But Why?!” the son demanded.
“There is no why, just what!”
“Believe and know why night can’t stop sun’s light.”
“Believe and know why death can’t sting God’s might.”
“Believe and know why sorrow cannot last and suffering must fade.”
“Believe and know why broken hearts are best, yet hearts of steel can’t rise.”
“In these dark days of doubt and lies.”
“My son, in these dark days of doubt and lies.”
“Just know, night sky is dark but there are stars, bright orbs of light that mock the 
night.”
“And life is dark but there is Christ, he quenched the sting of death and brings 
blind sight.”
“He is the author of truth and craftsman of joy.”
“Confidant to whores yet sovereign master over strife.”
“And soon he’ll come to judge the dead and rule the just.”
“He’ll set things right.”
“But now my son, right now just lift your hands, let his love grab hold, and let 
nothing in this sordid lie of life distract from that embrace.”
“In these dark days of doubt and lies.”
“Believe and know why night can’t stop sun’s light.”
“Believe and know why death can’t sting God’s might”
“He is the author of truth and craftsman of joy.”
“He steals the sting of death and brings blind sight.”
“Confidant to whores yet sovereign master over strife.”
“He is the king of kings, the Christ.”
“Believe on his name, my son, he’ll make you a man.”
“Believe on his name and live forever.”


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I'm The Forgotten

This is where I thought you would be
This is where I knew I was wrong
My heart could not bear the pain
When I knew I was just a shadow all along

You held secrets I thought I could know
You gave me trust I thought I had
Now, my heart burns with so much sorrow
Could anything get worse than that?

I am the forgotten in your world
I was waiting for someone to let me rise
I am nothing but the air around you
I am broken and my visions became blind

I am lost in between
The forgotten world I have been
This heart that is breaking
It won't stop till I become unseen

Because I am the forgotten




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Life beyond the pale

We seek in vain for answers to life beyond the pale,
And thought we never find them we look to no avail,
I think we had a contract tween Mark and Wayne and me,
To spend some time with Chris and June and then part company.

To be limited to live life in a fog
 to keep the brain in neutral
for 30 years, was my lot, till I went to Acland
 and found an answer.fruitful
Vitamin L Glutamin

My path had this governor attached until the age of 30,
 then  I started to learn?
Pre ordained handicaps, 
part of the learning curve.
No limits to the power of thought!
 Visualization of same. In a word.
Wendy was a karmic debt paid.
Anna was a period of insanity?
Chris. Was a karmic credit for me.
Trish was a  karmic debt paying, romanticly 
30 years later I’m learning how it works,
 the mind creativity part.

There are lessons to be learned 
in the cocoon of life 
before the butterfly of death
hovers to claim the debris of mortality.

Don Johnson 27-july-11


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Invisible

Being invisble
Like I was not there at all

Being unnoticed
Like there is a chance I could fall

Being too far away
Like I have forgoteen how you smiled

Being alone
Like the world is nothing in my life

Because I was invisble to you
Because I could not be seen
Because I haven't seen you
Because we forgotten everything

Being invisible
Like there's nothing but air

Being hollow
Like being erased undeclared

Being the Only One
Like the world is not fair

Being so Curious
Like I wanted to know what's not there

As I passed through dimensions of time
As i walked the earth with my own two feet
My world became so dark without the light
Everything just come and flow like a passing wind

Being Invisible
And that's what am I now..

I am invisible
I am unable to come around

Because you can never see me now


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Don't Rush

if i lie, i lie away from here
if i die, i'll walk pass this wall
the wall shows me i was clear
i do not rush in love
i do not wish to fall.


if i say, i say with meanings
if i tell, i tell you the truth
the truth holds my misery
my reason for the wait
to wait a little longer for you

so i do not rush under the night sky
kiss me if you want but don't get high

take your hands off me but feel my cheeks
i'll let you see deep into my eyes
until we'll fall asleep

and i do not rush in the sunset
if you just hold my hand, then i'll be glad.

i just don't want to stay alone in here.
because if i die, i'll see this wall.
this wall showed i was clear.


so i do not rush now.
i'll just lie .. here.


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IMPARISHABLE TREASURE

Treasure like the moon, so close i can see it, yet so far from my reach.

Treasures like you, always there close for reach maybe too close for my notice.

What treasures i have found, such treasures i will selfishly keep.

For i bared the lands of men, scraping for that one particular treasure,

that all life is worth & without it, purpose in life we cannot fathom.

Beautiful treasures truely i found yonder, of exquisite workmanship.

All finely cut from various pracious stones of vibrant hues.

Through time the treasures proved perishable and worthless,

they left me holding the wind in my bosom, as afore i had got them.

All despair and pain praising all life worthless.

All out and afar to yonder space, i gave chase to the winds

'till i was winded and outdone & in my firm grasp i unfurl the wind and

my gaze (bour) upon it, as pracious time wasted.

Then i met you, treasure like the moon, your voice called & i answered,

and right there i beheld your presence.

Your voice unfurling treasure, your eyes exuding love.

Then i caught hold of a nugget and now the winds i've chased made sense, i've longed & found

a nugget that fits me well................


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Sleep time

   

Enter the dream world
   Fear not wolf
           For
He is there to keep sweet dreams
    He is spirit
         God sent
So fear him not
He will lead you to the bright side of
   This world you now enter
Goodnite and Pleasant Dreams


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Uncommonly Real

The timely light of day,
Sensing the cold inside,
Are we angled for doom,
Within us, and without,
 
We stand as we stand,
If we could be more,
We strive to be more,
Uncommonly real,
 
In the eye of our soul,
We are what we are,
Created from birth,
Uncreated till death.


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My True Story

I lay awake at night
I be scared to close my eyes
Sometimes I wonder where I left myself
I lost myself at times
And the nights melt into morning
Still I be cold beneath the sun
And the joy in me is subciding
And im too scared to run
Every once in a while 
There's always someone that try to put me down
Every time
Somewhere deep in my heart
A little faith lies inside
But I know God is by my side
All the time
Some can see
I got a lot to dream
But there's more than dreams
In me
When that angel landed his broken wings
And moved me with his eyes
The fear that comes to surround my heart
Unravels as he smiles 
See I grew up with lots of tears
But I learned to keep the faith
No, I wont give up tomorrow
Cause Ima come to life 
Again


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Cutlass beach.

Sweeping time under the carpet
Is a time consuming chore,
Like spring cleaning
My consciousness
Upon a shingle shore,
Or picking up the seconds
Strewn along the cutlass beach,
Where the moments linger sadly
Like a daydream out of reach.


Spending hours of contemplation
Where the forest meets the field,
Where the larks rise 
From the meadow
Just before the day is sealed,
Can be such an exaltation
In the sheltered heights of time,
As elusive words come slowly
And create another rhyme.


Casting petals to the river
Throwing coins into the crowd,
Just two softly borne illusions
That the seasons have allowed,
In the nest of all creation
Where the eggs of time are hatched,
Moments flutter with emotion
Just before they are dispatched.


Then they twine with every minute
And the minutes turn to hours,
As the course of life is flowing
Through those changeless hanging bowers,
Then the hours cast their garment
At the ending of each day,
Like a wordless golden manuscript
With nothing more to say…





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Numb

whats gone wrong?
am I past the point of no return?
will I get my feet back on the ground?

sitting down 
all alone inside my head
getting lost within my thoughts 
feeling like there's no escape 
getting sick and falling down 

falling down 
increase in speed
there's no where left to turn around

I guess I'm numb
disappointment has led me here
I need some help to leave this place
some help I haven't quite yet found


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WHAT DO I TELL MY CHILDREN?

If you've lived in outback Queensland just as I have,
you must've faced at times the scourge of drought. 
You'd have watched the senseless dying of your livestock
and felt completely drained and numb no doubt.
Did you ponder on why life can bring such sorrow,
when other times you’re dealt a joyful hand?
Though the bitterest of blows is when the children
express, "Dear Daddy, we don't understand."

How I hate to see the hurt upon their faces,
but more so when they give your hand a squeeze.
And the question that forever haunts my thinking,
"What do I tell my children?  Tell me, please!"

Then one balmy morn way back there in September,
my children settled down upon the floor,
as they planned to watch Play School on television,  
but little did we know what was in store.
How they sat perplexed at seeing the explosions
of buildings there upon the tele screen
and the aftermath then left the children reeling -
left wond'ring at the images they'd seen. 

Though I sensed the children's minds took on the notion,
that things they viewed were happening overseas,
how that question still forever haunts my thinking,
"What do I tell my children?  Tell me, please!"

Hosts of men, who searched the mountainous piles of rubble,
live vividly within each young child's mind, 
plus the endless walls of pictures of lost loved ones,
placed there by anxious folk now left behind.
In their classrooms children talk about the horror
and can man stop the threat of war somehow?
Though our home is miles away from New York City,
our children know that life is altered now.

As my children leave the light on in their bedrooms,
lock windows which exclude a nightly breeze,
yes, that question still forever haunts my thinking,
"What do I tell my children?  Tell me, please!"

We had planned to fly the children to their grandma’s,
who lives just north of Brisbane on the coast,
but the thought of going on a 'plane is not on,
as flying is the thing they fear the most.
So as parents we have organised this summer,
a camping trip with some of their close friends,
but I fear the world will never be the same place,
though live in hope the terrorism ends.  
   
All I wish is for my children to be happy,
that innocent young minds can be at ease. 
Though that question still forever haunts my thinking,
"What do I tell my children?  Tell me, please!"





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The Eve of Truth

I’m lost..
Lost in a world I’ve never been shown.
By a man with feelings yet unknown.
My heart blown up with love.
Falling in this life I’ve only dreamed of.

He is a man..  
A man that has ruined all other men for me.
I know this is the life for me to be.
Filled with fear that his love has passed.
But for now, here I am, in this spell he has cast.


In Strength I’d move on
But I want to be here forever
I just don’t want this to end here
I really need to know where my fate lies.

Now here I am..
I am desperately waiting for my answer.
The ache destroying my willpower.
The need to save all of my strength for a let down.
I just want the pain to stop spinning around.

Is this the end..
The end of this happy chapter in my life?
Was it worth all of the confusion and strife?
To this I say yes and declare complete satisfaction.
In the memory and my life’s new plan of action.


In wisdom I move on.
I know life is one big endeavor.
I think this moment has ended dear.
I have learned more of the art of goodbyes.


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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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'It's A Cold Night - Cowboy'

I was driving home in my Pick-up
When I saw something Strange…
… a Cowboy Sat atop His Horse
Calling Someone’s Name

He trotted on the Moonlit Trail
The man’s Face, held no Shame
As Tears were rolling down His Jaw
I saw this, Very Plain…

I could tell He was A-Hurtin’
Something was Mighty Grim
I pulled up slowly Beside
… and I asked Him …

Cowboy … It’s a Cold Night
Why are you out on the Range?
There aren’t any Cattle Here …
And There are no more wild Mustangs

It’s a Cold Night out here Cowboy
For you to take a Ride
It’s a Lonely Night out here Cowboy
With Nobody at Your Side

It’s Somethin’ you never get Used To
You can Fake it… like You Do…
… But It’s a Cold Night out here, Cowboy… Come Inside…
It’s gonna’ get Colder, Soon… You Better Hide…

… At First, He looked at the Night Sky
and then, He Turned to My Face
and Underneath the Shadowed Brim
His Eyes looked Hard and Glazed

He said, “Hon, I’m a Rare Breed
I get Real Lonely in Town
I’m More at Home, where I Roam
and Hear the Wolf and Rattlesnake – Sound

I was Once a Rodeo – Star
Now, I’m just a Wanted Outlaw
And there ain’t Nothing You Can See
That I haven’t Saw …

… except, My Son,
 By my Ex-Wife – Annie
She Married my Once Best Friend, Sam
They Raising My Boy, Will,  to call Him Daddy …

… and I ain’t Seen my dog, Quickdraw
In 10 Days …
… and You Think, This Cold-Spell, Could Bother Me?...”
and then, He nudged His Horse, and Galloped on His Way…

… Well, by the Time, I made it into Town
There was a Real Big Traffic Jam
Police had Blocked Off a part of The Road
and then, I heard… ‘Bam ! Bam ! … Bam ! …

… it was then, I saw the Riderless Horse
Standing Still … but Untied
And The Outlaw, Clutched His Chest
… as He Died  … …

… and the Dog, Quickdraw, was Whining 
by His Side …

It’s a Cold Night out here Cowboy
The Prairie Breeze was Singing
It’s a Bad Night Out Here Cowboy
The Midnight Stars Were Blinking …

They Knew You were Headed into Town
So You could Face a Final Showdown
To try to find some Heat to Warm Your Heart
… was a Cold Night, when You Decided to Depart


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A walk in the Dawn

He called my name
I heard from my dream
Jumping up from the bed 
Misplaced my sleep

Five thirty am it was
I carried his travelling bag.
To the bus stop we aimed
Forgetting the gate key delayed a little

Within seconds we felt 
The blue dark dawn
We walked fast, but i was ahead
With our footsteps cripping behind us.

Doors were closed
The street was silent
And two to four beings we bypassed
It was a peaceful and jolly walk

At some metres before the bustop
I asked "Did the phone woke up?"
"Yes the alaram woke me tahnks to it"
I set the alarm

We waited for taxis
But they failed us
He was forced to enter 
A rickety Danfo

A bad way to start a twelve hours journey
We exchange  goodbyes
I stayed till the Danfo faded 
Going home was involuntary

My footsteps cripping behind me
The road having infected my slippers
And my feet and the road 
Had been linked with dust

Echoes of a strong bark was heard
It was repiled by a tried and exhaust one
Metres away from home 
The call to prayer was recited

And a lady was preaching prosperity
Both microphones were fighting for reign
They was later joined by a man preaching eternity
The voice of the mosque was conquered

As i entered my red gate
I found my sleep


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I'll Always Be Your Daughter.

I know it’s hard for you to see me grow up.
As I get older, 
The harder it is for you both, 
As my life begins.
No matter if I graduate High school,
 You both stand behind me.
No matter if I graduate college, 
You still stand behind me. 
No matter if I leave and move in with Patrick, 
I’ll always be your daughter.
No matter if I marry Patrick, 
You’re still the one who loved me first.
You were the father that was there when I was born.
And nothing can replace that.
You gave me a safe place to go.
You gave me religion and faith.
You gave me a good path to follow.
You were there with open arms, when I chose to come back.
No matter what happens.
No matter where I go.
No matter how my life changes.
I’ll always be your little girl.
I’ll always be your daughter. 


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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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MAMA'S HAZEL EYES

When the storms frightened me,
I silently stood in the darkest corner...
Mama came running
to embrace me tenderly;
by the warmth of her lovely smile, I learned
how to go past darkness...
and by her encouraging words, I lived...
without fearing anything!

Mama's hazel eyes cried...
like lilies after the warm spring' rain, 
and those tears kept me from useless pain;
Mama's hazel eyes stood
by her growing son...shivering but brave, 
until he was ready to go far into life!

Now, Mama has found her eternal home,
and she happily sings in a chorus of angels:
in that peaceful Heaven of  holy voices;
and I am hopeful...never uncertain and alone!

I'd like to watch Mama's hazel eyes
sweetly looking down on me,
so that nothing I can fear again!
Let other storms rage over me,
let them bring me more hard days...
and let the gusts of wind knock me down:
Mama will pick me up like an angel of mercy,
and fly me over the storm...to bring me to safety!  

Mama, you have gone so suddenly;
many times I wish...it wasn't so real!


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IN MY LIFE

IT SEEMS LIKE A THOUSAND YEARS SINCE I USED TO WALK ALONE.
NEVER KNOWING LOVE TIL SHE KNOCKED ON MY DOOR THAT DAY A FEW MONTHS AGO.
AND SAID HOW SHE LOVED ME SO.
HOW SHE WANTED TO BE MY WIFE AND HAVE A BABY WITH ME.
SHE HELPED ME THROUGH IT ALL WHEN EVERYONE WAS SAYING THAT I AM NO GOOD.
THE LOVE WE SHARE IS ENTERNAL.SHE IS THE MOST WONDERFUL PERSON I KNOW.
CAUSE SHE TAKES THE TIME TO LOVE ME SO.
OH GOD HOW I ADORE HER SO.SHE TURNED AN ANGRY MAN INTO A LOVING MAN.
THEY ALWAYS SAY THAT BEHIND A GREAT MAN STANDS A GREAT WOMAN.
SHE IS THE BEST WOMAN FOR ME.
GOD BLESS HER FOR PUTTING UP WITH ME.
SHE HAS CHILDREN I ADORE.
SOMEDAY OUR LIFE WILL COME FULL CIRCLE.
WHEN WE SAY I DO BEFORE GOD AND THE WORLD.
IN MY LIFE NOW I KNOW ONLY LOVE


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Dauphin Island Bridge

four sweet smiling babies on the front page of the paper
four sweet little lives that are no more
My throat is tight My hands are clenched My heart is broken
My eyes flood as my knees hit the floor
How in the hell could there even be an explanation
Could the white dope really bring a man so low
the pretty lady on the TV says it's a complicated situation
and a bunch of other crap that I don't want to know
Held in the arms they loved and trusted
Thrown some eighty feet into the bay
I'm bitter disillusioned and disgusted
and I'm not the only one who feels that way

My God it's so damn hard to keep believing
Is this the way you really meant for it to be
It's getting dark - a half an hour past grieving
Lets have a heart to heart just you and me
I've found this big black book of contradictions
Though I like what the red letters have to say
I hope I have the strength of my convictions
but what the hell is free will anyway

It's easy now to believe in the devil
It's good to have some where to put the blame
but I can't keep from thinking we're the trouble
If we don't own up, How can we ever change
I want to know if you're tight with the preacher
Who tells us about peace and love and hell
Have you got some connection with the teacher
who teaches us just how to hate and kill

This here geopolitical situation
is a little more than greedy cold and hard
What's all this talk about hell and damnation
There's plenty of that right here in my back yard
where four sweet smiling babies are on the front page of the paper
three so far have washed up on the shore
I guess there must be hell fire and damnation
Cause there just has to be a heaven for those four 
 
 
Author's Comments : 
This is for those babies, and God. 
 


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Only You

You imprisoned my heart
With your sweet caress
Accept the offering 
I have for you

REFRAIN
Only you have my heart
Only you have my life
In poverty
In observance
Is my promise

Holding your emotion
Desires
Honor
If you are to be with me
Anything shall posses 

REFRAIN
Only you have my heart
Only you have my life
In poverty
In observance
Is my promise

12172011


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CROSSING THOSE BRIDGES OF WONDER

The turbid clouds hover mountains
of fluttering maples,spruces and pines
while I am crossing those bridges of wonder,
adjoined by sturdy steel cables
that even an impetuous wind couldn't oscillate;
man's ingenuity outwitting Mother Nature...
a tuneful voice rising from a spirit that perpetuates!

Rageful rivers resent their lament,
as fast currents struggle to find an inlet;
my hard breath surrenders
to an unchallenged fear!
From above danger is like the force of gravity,
I race with a brave face, but the harsh wind 
still whips it with the strength of a twister,
blowing the pristine white sand...
turning it into a whirling dust cloud
only to diminish my visibility!

Let me cross those bridges of wonder,
in spite of lightning and thunder...
I'll brave the fiercest storm,
as long as courage allows me to proceed;
night may come as quickly as frightening thoughts,
but nothing would make my will recede
to a darkness that suppresses the freedom of choice!

When warriors are faced by a threat,
they don't turn back and accept defeat,
no doubt can thwart their plan:
it's either death or glory,
unsurmountable pain or joy;
their ego is hardly broken through dire!
Ah! See them crossing those bridges of wander,
and like me, they rejoice when the battle ends!  


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The Premonition

a heart ache i felt
before the start of the day
a premonition i felt
what is it, i could not say

turns out it came true
turns out almost everything went wrong.

my results turned upside down
all my best reputations are gone

my chance to earn some money is not allowed
it was not a chance for me to earn

because i did nothing in the end
because every blessing will go away with a burn

it is sad that the premonition was confusing
it was sad that i could not see what it was supposed to be

it was too bad that the reality happened unexpectedly
until it happened, the event is what i will see

the premonition was unexpected,
i was only able to feel


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And Nothing Else Matters

I never opened myself this way,
I try to hide my evil everyday.
All of this I can't just say,
My darkened bed is where I lay.
I lived my life without a care,
A place to hide please take me there.
My emotions paint the walls with darkened splatters,
And nothing else matters.

I want to run away never looking back,
Prove all the people wrong talking smack.
But I can't bare to witness this any longer.
Take me to a new home.
I can't find it to care,
A place to hide please take me there.
My emotions paint the walls with darkened splatters,
And nothing else matters.


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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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' Legendary ... ' ( Part 1 (of) 4 )

        ‘ Legendary … ’    ( Part  1  (of)  4 ) 


Step with me into History
Step with me, to ‘Days of Yore’ Pageantry
Let Time and Mind, March Back Momentarily
Let Mist and Musings … Merge in Front of Thee …

… On Mare, or Mighty-Destrier … Ride Along with Me
In Rich-Carriage, or Hay Wagon … Come Along with Me
Thru The Forests … See The Hunters, Plying Falconry
Thru The Elms, See Caravan … of A Girl-Gypsy

Over Sunny Knoll, and Shady Dale … Onward We Journey
By, Merchant-Trade, Lo’!... We Made – A Medieval City !
… Now, Hear Drummers, Beat Cadence … Dramatically
Hark, The Trumpets, Blare Forth, Thunderously

… Hear A Herald Invite: “  Hear Ye’ - All Heraldry “
Come to The Ball; Lyre and Mandolin Pluck Persuasively
 a Lone Flute, Floats a Tune … so Melodiously
Perchance … Join The Dance and Step Accordingly

 Twirl and Whirl, Do A Bassa’ … then Bow and Curtsy
Forsooth, from the word ‘Court’, comes such ‘Courtesy’
And Tis’ Adamant, for Manners, Donned in Such Finery
Swirling in Silk Gowns, Vests and Veils with Embroidery

… Gemmed-Cloaks, Headdress and Hose, Bedecked in Luxury
bearing Crested-Medallions and Daggers: There is no Subtlety
amid Scented Candles, Flowered Columns and Alcove Settees
and Banquets, where Sweetmeats and Puddings were made Ready

… also Victuals of Venison, Fruits, Cheese, Wine and Meade Aplenty
for The Wayfarer and Time-Traveler, who Ventures Back With Me …
And Now … may Troubadour … Spin A Tale, So Precisely
Aye … May Bard, Weave Thee Well, into This Tapestry …


                                    Chorus:

           Sweet Wine On My Lips … Drip In Ecstasy
      Sweet Touch On My Hips … Smooth as Warm Honey
            Sweet Love of My Soul … Last An Eternity
             Sweetheart, Be Thou Bold … In Bravery …
… and if Sweet Talk, Be A Token … and Language Be Spoken …
               … Be Legendary … Be Thou Legendary 


                          ( Part  1 (of) 4  )


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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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Absolutely Captivating

The way she entered
Instantaneously stunning everyone in the room
Putting a hex on anyone in her path
Her bright eyes illuminate the room
A fresh perfume certainly intoxicating
As these whispers begin to stir
As this wondrous beauties extravagance
Radiates so much energy
Elevating a curious interest
She mingles ever-so graciously
Quite exquisite
Yet almost seeming coy 
She seems to be overdue for a real conversation
Due to her immense beauty
All of these delinquent amateurs waste her time
On pointless pick up lines
Maybe next time
You should exercise some civilized behavior
And you just may romanticize


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A Hungry Poet

Walkin' through these streets without anything to eat. 

Dirty shirt and dirty shoes on his feet. 

Tryin' make it but the streets isn't easy. 

Pen in his ear with a notebook on his side. 

With this he plans his raise. 

He watches the birds fly away without a care in the world, in his mind he wishes 
he can do the same. 

But he steady find his self stuck in the street game. 

Black bandana round his forehead one around his leg. 

Even doe he knows the fast life goin' have him endin' up dead. 

"I'm goin' hustle till my girl and me pack up and live this city." 

That's what he said. 

He tried prayin' but nothing changed. 

"I don't want to do this but a brother got too eat." 

He had this state of mind since he lost his friends and family. 

Naw, not from death or sickness. 

"They just turned their backs' on me." 

That's what the young poet said as he shook his head. 

But he had one person he can still trust. 

Her name's Kelsea and she's his world. 

She's pretty, understanding, and you know having a good head on her shoulders 
was a must. 

She's so much like him in so many ways, a outsider lookin' in wouldn't even be 
able to comprehend. 

He said they're goin' be together till end. 

"If I turn that into a lie it's goin' be my worst sin." 

She believed in him and everything he do. 

"Don't worry Denny I'm goin' take care of you." 

In the back of his mind he knew it was way pass the truth. 

They sit on a windy hilltop lookin' at the stars holdin' hands. 

 until she said to him. 

"Well? What's its goin' be?" 

he replied back. 

"You already know baby. Time to hit the streets, 'cause I'm still hungry."


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I Long For Yesterday

Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
I can't find light to brighten up my days,
I guess I'll just fall astray.
Suddenly I'm not all the man I used to be,
There's an evil shadow inside of me.
I can't seem to set all the problems free,
I guess my only option is turn back and flee.
Although I sit here and have this guilt,
I'm burning down the good I ever built.
The good times were an easy game to play,
I'm searching for a place to hide away.
I don't know why I have to run. 
I still can not say,
I've done everything wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here stay.
Suddenly I'm not all the man I used to be,
There's an evil shadow inside of me.
The good times were an easy game to play,
I'm searching for a place to hide away.
I don't know why I have to run.  
I still can not say,
I've done everything wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.


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Lost In The World, Not My Mind.

It's identity I know not
It's place I know not where
Yet I yearn to feel it's touch
I look for understanding
Perhaps it may not be understood
This nothingness is my passion
it's identity is left to wonder in thy mind
how to acknowledge what is not there
I'm blind to it's magnitude
To solve would be out of it's realm
To define that which has no words
What to make of this.
It's absolute, or concrete in thy head
It's a question which there are no tools to solve
It's infinite
Do others feel the same
Where is it?
My mind is it's temple

And to those who wish to see
To those who wish to seek
I have been on the voyage far to long
Still I run on curiosity
For I have peered into it's core
A place where there is no life
A place where existence is that in itself existent
I wish to peer like so into thy world
And not to be soaked up by this sponge
I say this yet I still sit on a dock and watch
I still in some way admire it's place
But life is to important to loose 
to loose to something that should be insignificant to the joys of life
Laughter, Poetry, Communication, Art, Family, Friends, Ideas, the Children, 
Philosophy,
These the gifts of life
My mind must focus elsewhere
On a world with unimaginable beauties
I wish to explore your world God.
I wish to experience the very experiences you wish for me to partake
For 10 long years I have been lost amongst it's magnitude
I wish to be lost amongst yours 
You built a beautiful world
I wish to be lost in the world, Not lost in my mind.


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well past tea time

' tis been sa long since y 've been gone
Too long indeed my love
This tether feels sa lim