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A House On the Cliff's Edge

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

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

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

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

He never finished fixing that leak . . .

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

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

-March 21, 2013-

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013

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Peace to All Out There in the Darkness

I send out this 
     work 
to all of you 
     out 
     there 
     in 
     the shadows 
A light will come 
   to you 
if you want it to 
The great teachers and masters 
of the past 
    were not deceived 
by this mortal 
    coil 
  They knew we 
could over come 
    it 
if  - and only if 
  we were diligent 
in our efforts 
   The years have come and gone 
   Do you not see 
what is meant by happiness? 
  Do you see 
      that sending out poetry 
   is a magnificent thing?    
      Keep it up! 
    The years weigh heavily on 
all of us 
But if we persist 
    joy will come 
to us all!

Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2014

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If the world were full of hippies

If the world were full of hippies
there'd be nothing left to prove
except peace and understanding
and a little bit of groove

Noone would be homeless
Like many live today
We'd build beautiful communes
where anyone could stay

Together we'd make music
to the beat of mother earth
there'd be no fighting or war
Everyone sharing equal worth

We'd grow our own vegetables
 and create trinkets to sell
We'd open up our minds
break free from our shell

Every colour and every race
would teach one another
we'd become a united family
every sister, every brother

We'd bless all gods creatures
show respect for the land
Give free hugs to everyone
openminded to understand

Nature would speak to us
Our world would become one
with peace and understanding
and a little bit of fun

Copyright © Rachel-erika Henderson | Year Posted 2012

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This is what my heart says

i swing into dreams
i swim into the deepest sleeps
i never seem to get back in time

now the world seems clearer
my friends say i am getting better
i wonder if those are just words to deny

and a lover of the abyss
you sprang out of the mist
but i cannot give you what you seek

the phone keeps ringing
and my heart keeps doubting
of all the words you have tried to speak

so speak no more.

so let me go.

please dont speak anymore

now i just want you to know.


there are rainbows and clouds
better than what i am right now
you can find them somewhere out there

my heart cannot bear the pain i will send
because i am not mister evil again
please my heart says i want to get out there


my heart says i want to let you go
i just want you to know.
i dont love you anymore.

Copyright © Eli Moon | Year Posted 2007

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WALKING SHOES

I’m tired of you.
Back stabbing me and not keeping it true.
Deceiving and lying
When I caught you, here comes the fake crying
The sad bedroom eyes hiding behind a guilty face
The phony kisses and the warm embrace
What you hide in the dark always come out in the light
Sometimes our secrets we thought we hid is revealed in our own sight
You claimed you loved me 
But it’s more like you hate or envy me
If you really don’t love me just let me be
Everyday I tried, believe me I prayed
But I hope you don’t think you’re here to stay
I even loved you when you did not love me
“So why are you still with me?”
So take your shoes and go
Don’t tie up your laces so slow
Remember I gave you love when nobody else would
I even took away your doubts that every man is no good
“Shush don’t say nothing don’t even talk.”
Just take your shoes and walk

Copyright © Jeffrey Lee | Year Posted 2006

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In My Dreams

I was telling a friend the world will someday be a better place
He said, "You're out of your mind. Get out of my face.
The rich man sings while the poor man screams.
A better place? Maybe, in your dreams.
I said, "You're right. Maybe in my dreams.
Because in my dreams, I see it changing
I see the world rearranging
In my dreams we will hate no more
In my dreams there will be no war
In my dreams there is a world of love
With blessings showered from heaven above.
There are lakes and rivers and clear mountain streams
I can see it all in my dreams.
The bitterness you feel will all be gone
There will be a brotherhood to carry on
There will be charity and faith and hope
And a caring heart to help us cope.
There will be an end to human fears
We will no longer see a mother's tears
We will stand proud, we will stand tall
In my dreams I can see it all.
In my dreams we will know our worth
In my dreams there will be peace on earth
So, in a way, you're right it seems
I can see it happening in my dreams."

Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2006

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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...

Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2006

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LET US ALL SAVE PEACE

I woke watching television news
The jet plane is soaring high note
Operation Sulu is launched forth
Until the intruders to get out
Malaysia always chose to peace
Come and let us all save peace

Philippines is wanting peace
For Sulu Archipelago is its part to ease
Sulu Royal Army chose to enter because of peace
They call homeland in the book pages 
They decide to stay and die never ended
Many see this is not a good choice
But for them this is a pride to hold and take
Come and let us all save peace

For Malaysia also has to protect its state
Its sovereignty whether lives at stake
It has chosen the space to negotiate
And has given the time to withdraw in peace 
But the “intruders” is hard to take the leave
Come and let us all save peace

Many children cried
Much wives shed tears
Every Mothers weep
Their love ones died but with pride
Our prayers to put ahead their faith
Come and let us all save peace

The eyes of the world where are you?
The humanitarian aid you have to do
Don’t you see the lives are here waiting?
The civilians need your helping
Do not wait until the time lapse to nothing
Come and let us all save peace and do something.

Come and let us all save peace
Take part and let us all save peace
Pray and let us all save peace
Where are you peace activists?
Come and let us all save peace
Let us all save peace!




This is the day that Malaysian Forces conducted “Ops Sulu” to drive the group from Sulu that recently entered Tandu’, Lahad Datu, Sabah. 12:41PM, 5th March 2013, Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia. 

Please Print and Distribute to Save Peace. Thank you
Get the copy here: http://www.academia.edu/2904281/LET_US_ALL_SAVE_PEACE

Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2013

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DEAR MUSIC

Dear Music

Dear Music- would you marry drum?
for it will be beautiful when played under the setting sun
How would you love to be tomorrow’S heading
will you invite Guitar to your wedding?
From million miles your melodies be heard
As soothing as the morning hymn of a mocking bird
Since happiness can only befriend you
For you’re surely beautiful and true.

Music- queen of the ballroom
You Indeed are dominator of the mind In vexed volume
Could you stop the violence- happening a thousand mile
Sole Perceiver of peace - thence thou shalt smile
For you are one of the timbers of earth
As every soul knows you since birth
Only you can manipulate the choice-less
And can also speak for the voiceless.

Music- should you need a king,
Who will endear you with a diamond ring
You can think of Michael Jackson and Bob Marley,
From your talented basement to your lobby,
And even to you, Lucky Dube, and John Lennon were dear,
among the spot earners on the isle of the phenomena 
As they, the aforementioned had no limit of valence
Yet they lived and died under our pitiful surveillance.
 
Dear Music- I wish you could walk for the disabled
For they indeed are hopeless- and subtracted from the fabled
You mesmerized, thence emphasized the beautiful life
But don’t the laborer deserve a break from the hunger and strife
I admire your stance to point out the lies- that demised many dreams
However I’m disgusted by the ignorance of the poor’s screams
Music- you define immortality- yet omit the underlying reality
I wish a few will see beyond generalization one day- and preserve equality-

Copyright © DeeGee Anarka | Year Posted 2014

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Rest in Peace

  Was on a blue July morn gently put
To ground: and parish leaves wet underfoot
  Led to halls of bellows and pipes
In last temptation at Greyfriar's iron gates:
  Where souls walk in funeral marches
Within these pale stone walls and arches

  Thru the stained glass steepled light,
Lord, I heard a voice not of my own recite:
  Psalm 23: "The Lord is my shepherd,
He leadeth me in the path of righteousness".
  O what woe it is so young to die
And to have to say the long goodbye

  There I was immobilised and weak
With no voice to sing or words to speak!
  And close as you were to touch
I could not hold you or bring you back.
  Lo, in my hurt on wet cavalcade
Only the lamentation of dirges played

  The bells of Greyfriars in my stead
Tolled for the living and tolled for the dead!
  And with each toll I bid farewell,
For I knew there would no resurrection be.
  Alas, I that wind and sea and sky,
Its wrath and dark shadows personify

  Below lies hidden bone and lock
In the honeycomb hills of Schnapper Rock:
  On God's green and glorious field
The angels and archangels in heaven sung!
  And burial ropes in a tomb of clay
Laid dust to dust where your casket lay

  Forgive me my duty of care defiled,
And forgive the ways of a miscreant child:
  If I had my time and yours again
I'd adore you, Mother, and be a better son.
  No grace of God or time could save
You from an early and wretched grave

  Sorrowed is the deprivation of life,
And mourned is a Daughter! Mother! Wife!
  In my own rehearsal for death ask
What becomes the soul of redemption lost?
  And what of those you leave behind?
Verily in lonely sessions it fills my mind

  O Death has pierced your defenses,
Has snuffed the flame and dulled the senses:
  So it is and so it must be so soon
That we drink the bitter milk of mortality.
  O Earth, receive an eternal guest:
Take her to your bosom and your rest

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

     

                  July 1992

Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2014

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The True Christian's Mission!

In my quest for this mission,
Many days and nights I prayed,
But plagued by selfish visions,
I asked what the Spirit had to say,

The battle engulfed self and spirit,
Screams of desire flooded my mind,
While fierce haunting demons appeared,
My voice of reason was such confined.

Yet the Spirit moves in silence,
And while this Spirit ever grows,
It ever gently reminds us,
By whispering gentle blows,

Thus the tranquil wind,
Burst in upon the storm,
And the quieting din,
Deafened hellish horns,

And in hush's sweet embrace,
The Spirit within me said,
Messages filled with grace,
Of how others must be fed.

Give them glimpses of wonder,
Inspire them with your faith,
Yes, give them much to ponder,
Yet in a much more simple way.

Don't lose them in scripture,
But to the word remain true,
Only teach that which is sure,
And that which you can prove.

There will be those who oppose,
All that I would have you say,
But this is why you were chose,
For this great mission today.

For you have been surely blessed,
With a faith complete and whole,
You've been prepared for this test,
Now go and share what you know.

And keep in mind your quest,
To gather the children who know,
That love's the answer to this test,
Upon which a true Church can grow.

Now I come before you today,
For help in spreading this word,
For its the Church we must save,
To find a path true and sure.

The end times are now upon us,
We need to be better prepared,
With a Church which is more just,
To embrace those lost and scared.

Our Church should always be righteous,
And offer salvation's warm embrace,
It should help the groom to find us,
And with our lamps full we will wait.

But our task reaches further still,
As there is much work to be done,
For we need to ensure God's will,
On earth as it is in heaven!

We'll teach love and forgiveness,
Of both trespasses and debts,
Our mission does not glorify us,
Rather the Lord who gave us this quest.

Once we believe our mission complete,
Humility will show us we have more to do,
And we will always endlessy seek,
That which the Spirit tells us is true.

And above all we will keep in mind,
That it takes a heart wide and great,
Filled with all the love we can find,
To pass through the narrow gate.

So a call to action must be made,
For our great holy quest has begun, 
Visit us whether or not you're saved,
At True Christian Church dot com.

Copyright © My Gull Wheels On | Year Posted 2010

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A PIECE OF PEACE

What I am doing is not idealism.
It’s a cause for our homeland. 
It is also for the benefits of oppressed people. 

And oppression should not reign
in the peaceful land of good people. 
I may not live longer in this world 
and I knew I will die as others will be.

It would be better to help fight for peace in peace 
than fighting for peace by war.
There is nothing good to achieve by raging war 
and countering war by war.

Peace had become a common piece like candies.
Any person has the right to embrace peace
even only a piece of peace like sweets,
but not a piece in a war for peace!
Let us taste this piece of peace.

I love you peace.
Layag Sug!

Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2014

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Broken

I want you to undress you heart,
      And show me how much it hurts
            Show I can show you
How I intend to make it stop.

Copyright © Lake Burton | Year Posted 2013

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Way Up High

Way up high
In the sky
That’s where we will be-will be
Soring there
In the air
Up above the clouds
You and I

Way up high
Where the birds fly
You are safe- safe with me
Soring there
Through the air
Sleep little one
Sweet dreams to thee

Copyright © Mark Goodson | Year Posted 2012

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Gentle

Now that your gentle ways have given me the best, my head can now on my 
pillow calmly rest.

Copyright © Terry Richardson | Year Posted 2006

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Forgiving The Unforgivable

Forgiving The Unforgivable.
 
I held my peace and sung a song,
that echoed through the righteous hall,
my right, my truth, all put to wrong!
As judgment fine had met the pall.
 
How can there be a better way,  
to tell the world of foul play,
than those, your words, that captivate,
and that, my looks, you separate; 
your lies, your tricks, my punishment!
In years to come a sure lament;
but life shall only last its days,
until the sun these men does gaze;
then deeds shall bind our spirits such,
would implore it the heaven's touch,
so again shall meet face to face,
when shattered is the time and space,
there I shall pardon and forgive,
as not in this dimension live,
and from this burden be relieved,
that had a trusting friend deceived,
and yes, I have just this to say,
that friends and foes alike decay,
but on that day, you I shall see, 
as an error of mortality.
 
I hold my peace and sing this song,  
That echoes through the righteous hall,
My right, my truth, all put to wrong!
as judgment fine has met the pall.
 
R.N.Khan, © 2012

Copyright © Raja Nosherwan | Year Posted 2012

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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?

Copyright © elijah prophet | Year Posted 2008

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A PARK BENCH

The world spinning round 
A park bench 
The wind... 
The only sound 
Trees, 
Red and gold 
Tumbling leaves 

How a world can stop 
Turn by turn... 
Park bench 
Life burning by 
Sit through the day 
Passing play... 
Park bench 
Sometimes... 
It's the only way 

Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007

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The Better Choice

Wars will end 
    when 
the combatants decide 
   to 
stop fighting 
   and attend poetry READINGS
The brave fighters of 
   this world 
are sometimes into verse(Patton was)
The power to win hearts 
  lies in the poets words 
  So all of you 
versifiers out there 
    in the darkness 
get together and 
    win the battle 
for the angry souls 
   of the world
who await your much needed nstructions

Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2015

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ALL-IN-PEACE

It doesn't need an "All-Out-War"
If you are brave enough do "All-In-Peace"
You never win the war

You love war

but you never feet the battlefield
never you defeat your "enemies"
The one you called "rebels"

You gave command to the innocents
Money to life as an exchange
Do not think your guns are powerful enough
Your bullets supplied much

How about food?

Remember within five years
You have warning from the UN
Do not forget dear oppressor!

You will never win the war!
That's the promise of blood
Take it as an advice
but not from the expert

Remember!

Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2015

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SINCERITY AND HONOUR

Can there ever be harmony
In a world so full of hate?
Where nations are divided
And so keen to subjugate:
When people have no tolerance,
They see only their own truth,
It’s no wonder there are 
conflicts
And human rights abuse.

Our leaders seem inflexible,
They will not compromise;
They spout their view with 
arrogance,
It’s hard not to despise.
So – called democracy,
They will abuse at every turn;
To covet what they really want,
It makes your stomach churn.

Sincerity and honour
Do not feature any more,
They’re seen as values of the 
past
No credit do they store;
It’s vested interests that prevail
No matter what the cost,
Alas, for every so – called gain,
There’s always something lost!

One thought recurs above the 
rest,
A heartfelt plea to all.
That we should recognise our 
plight
And hearken to recall;
Time honoured codes and basic 
truths
Our parents held so dear,
So harmony and common sense
Can once again appear.

BY

DARRYL ASHTON

Copyright © Darryl Ashton | Year Posted 2014

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China sets

Oh, Let’s get married in a white chapel
sip coffee, listen to blues 
 and read morning’s headlines. 

Let’s get married in white chapel
Live in a brick house, build a picket fence
 and watch the good neighbors stroll by 

Cause he’s something to look at
Can pick him out from bustling restaurant
  just by his gait

Cause he’s something to look at
got a wide mouth, gaping grin 
 always fashionably late. 

When he’s nervous, 
his posture is fleeting. 
it’s unfitting, 
because he’s got the world together. 

When he’s nervous, 
his words 
string together like magnets 
across a refrigerator door. 

But then-
I’ll say something ‘bout my world views
and you’ll suddenly deliver the quickest line 
and I’m laughing
finally i’m light 

Oh, Let’s get married in a white chapel
sip coffee, listen to blues 
 and read morning’s headlines. 

Let’s get married in white chapel
Live in a brick house, build a picket fence
 and watch the good, good neighbors stroll by

Copyright © Katelyn Dobbs | Year Posted 2012

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WITHOUT IT LOVE

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

Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2014

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No Quiet Such as This

There is no quiet such as this,
At least none that I know;
Like moonlight on a downy drift,
So fell those flakes of snow.
In a deep dark wood it happened
As the flurries stirred the air--
And the quiet overwhelmed me
Leaving me a captive there.
Bound by such a peaceful sight
I wandered not a bit,
But tarried in that deep, dark wood,
And in reverent awe of it.
Still the chill did overtake me
And most sadly I did go--
But I've not heard such quiet since
As those falling flakes of snow.

Copyright © Mel Merrill | Year Posted 2014

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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

Copyright © Marcedies Rhodes | Year Posted 2012

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World Peace in 20 Lines or Less.

Comfort is relative,
so is beauty,
for that matter
movement,
joy,
sex,
love.
Close your eyes,
drop your disguise
the one your parents
gave you.
Alone,
you are a string of
bones,
no other thought
can save you.

Copyright © Joe DINKI | Year Posted 2006

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LET THE STARS EXPLODE


Let the stars explode,
Let the drama unfold.
The unraveling of a code,
Is all this Christmas hold.

A season  is over;
Our hopes and dreams,
May stay stronger,
Though we feel no steam.

To this day we celebrate a years end,
Peace and love to all humanity.
Let love grow without a bend,
And make this season a velvet memory.

Merry Christmas!!!

Copyright © Jacob Osae | Year Posted 2014

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Peace Of Mind


How do you get a peace of mind
Praying to god helps and not being blind,

You have to face the problem head on
Even the most difficult things in life can seem to far gone,

Always remember there is hope and you shall see
There is a light at the end of the tunnel that will set you free,

Once you tackle the problem at hand
Then all whom is weak will not take a stand,

Against someone who is trying to have peace
That is when most likely you will see them cease,

Which is why the fight for peace has been so hard
It is because people like me let it get to far.


Written By: unique Poetry 2015





Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015

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Weather's Changing

The air is sweet, the sky is clear
I know for sure that summer’s near
Pass my sandals and shades my dear
I’ve joy in my heart and nothing to fear

Winter was dark and long and cold
Not even the sun could break its cruel mould
It rained so hard I’m glad my house could hold
But when winter ended, my heart turned to gold

I’m searching a good spot, my place in the sun
I’m yearning for laughter, compassion and fun
To stretch my long legs, see how far I can run
To find my soul mate - and say “You’re the One”

Well I’ve found a good spot, I’m searching no more
I’m laughing and running until I’m sore
My heart has mended, its really not raw
Now I can say “This is what I’ve been looking for!”

Copyright © Vanessa Hollenbach | Year Posted 2012

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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...

Copyright © Vanessa Hollenbach | Year Posted 2012