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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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Candlelight Flames pt 1

Candlelight Flames pt. 1

Strip me with your golden stare
Your golden eyes Your golden hair
Strip me naked in the rain
Dancing and Dancing ~ So beautiful you stand
Dancing and Dancing ~ Your love in my hand
Dancing and Dancing ~ Our love in the sand
This night last forever
Its never the same
Our last dance together 
As you burn ~
my Candlelight Flames
Your eyes held closed so tight
I'll swim in your OCEAN 
As you scream for me in God's name
Your love all scraped down my back
As you scream for me in God's name
up you and in you
and up you and in you
I choke you
Over and Over
and Over and Over ~ I choke you all Over
So helpless you stand
Your life in my hand
as I push you Over
~Your Crying Despair
Now it all just falls apart
Your arms around me
Just fall apart
So just Dance this Last Dance
as you choke in the sand
It all falls apart 
scraping God's name all down my back
Dancing this Dance
as you burn my
Candlelight Flames
   by Christian Alexander


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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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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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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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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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I'm Still Here

I'm still here,
Though I think that I,
May be fading fast,
You know you've never known me,
And I cry,
When I see that I've a past.
Somehow I know,
That if I could go,
And redeem myself,
I'd sleep in my own head at last.

When did this girl appear?
In the mirror,
wracked with fear,
When will this reflection be
Someone who looks like me?

It's cold outside,
But I love the ice,
Because it warms my soul
And takes me to my childhood.
Throwing dice
And watching as they roll.
Inside my head,
I still feel the dread,
But I let it go
Burying this wretched hole,

When did this girl appear,
In the mirror,
Scratched but clear:
Tears in eyes and scars, she says
that, "I don't Know."
Sometime I hope she'll be, 
Back in me,
Honestly,
One day this mirror will show,
Someone that I know.

PARODY OF REFLECTION; MULAN @Dec2012


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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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NEED TO BREATHE

Girl, I didn't see you today
Didn't read one word from your pen
It's suffocating being away
Not knowing how you've been

My adventure is out of control
Can't believe what I get to do
I'm the most fortunate man in the world
But oh, I can't breathe without you

Yeah, I just can't live without you
This very moment I'm fading to black
The oxygen around me is getting thin 
Need to breathe, your the air I lack

I've asked myself a thousand times
How did I get into this position
What started as an infatuation 
Has turned into a full on addiction

So if I don't get to read your write
Don't hear from you in a day and night
I start to drown in this separation
Asphyxiation.. Girl, I just might 

Yeah, I just can't live without you
This very moment I'm fading to black
The oxygen around me is getting thin 
Need to breathe, you're the air I lack

Need to breathe; Gotta breathe
You're the air I lack
I need your touch; Miss you so much
I'm dying to get back
Girl, you're the air I lack
You're the air I lack
Need to breathe

Contest: Isaiah's "Fill up a Scroll!"
Date: 7-14-14


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Girl Talk

Girl talk, it's small talk.
We all love, the way that they sound.
A long beach, a long walk.
They're always there to be found.
A State Park.A Ferries Wheel.
We see the Merry-Go-Round.
The sandy beach, the city streets.
There's a girl in every town.
With girl talk, it's small talk.
We all love, the way that they sound.
A tasty drink, a girl in pink.
They look so nice, from head to toe.
With pretty eyes, a faint disguise.
We see the girls.We'd love to know.
An endless walk, we love to talk.
To the girls, we meet along the way.
Because girl talk, it's small talk.
We go from town to town.
Girl talk, it's small talk.
We all love, the way that they sound..

Girl Talk-Poem By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1986,2014..
ALL rights reserved..


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Waiting for My Love

I waited for her with tears in my eyes
and stayed until I couldn’t see the stars
at last to bed I went with my face in gloom
so sad and melancholic i cried in my doom
I long for my love in my arms
and for that i could give all my treasure for alms

the second day i resume my waiting for my lass
again all day i waited and absented from class
but no shadow could be seen coming my way
no one came to be with me, to stay
heartbroken, i went home downcast
my mind blank with no news of its own to broadcast

she had promised to come again
to be with me and start a new future again
I could remember her last kisses
the way she laughs and teases
I could see love burning in her eyes
but now she is gone, for miles

without her my life was unstable
I was so clumsy, haggard and uncomfortable
where could she be at this time
without her by my side, my sun will never shine
and so to God I did solemnly pray
that she couldn’t have been trapped as prey

I was always at the road as each day passes
waiting for her without any lapses
I could be seen waiting
and on and on I kept waiting
I never felt like giving up
because she once gave me a silver cup

say’ Michael never give up on me’
so I never gave up waiting for her
I waited and waited and waited
till now am still waiting,
waiting for my love.

Source: Waiting For My Love - Sad Love Poems http://www.poemsclub.com/waiting-for-my-love-by-temajung-michael-tanjang.html#ixzz2zAtFlM1Z


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The Future

As she showed her palm to the Seer
The air was thick with dread.
The girl's eyes were filled with her fear,
when her palm was read.

In a low, soft voice the Gyspy said:
"You will meet a good man..."
"Tall, dark, and handsome?" the girl said,
Not looking for romance.

"No," the woman said "someone better...
A Man who makes dreams real!"
"Who?" asked the girl in the sweater.
"That I cannot reveal..."

"I can tell you though..." said the hag.
"That you will meet soon,
somewhere far from this main old drag."
"How soon? Before a new moon?"

"Yes, yes, you must travel far and wide.
You will find him far-off,
In a home on the riverside,
Near a church and mosque."

"There he will teach you the secret...
The lost secret of life!"
The girl gaped at such tommyrot.
Angry, she said "Jesus Christ!"

"That CANNOT be true, you swindler!"
And with that she rushed out
Leaving the old fortune teller,
Who would sit there and wait.

You see the Seer knew something...
That the girl would meet him,
Soon, and then she would again think.
Soon, her dreams would evince.


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Nightingale

There live a girl, oh yes, a girl
Head so big with one thing
Intoxicated by every full moon
She likes the light from the moon's beam

Everyday she wanders, oh yes, she wanders
Downtown London, where she finds life in the streets
She waltzes down alleys, backdoor galleries
And practice losing her virginity

She stole away, oh yes, she stole away 
Like a thief in the night she borrows
Borrows the innocence of others
While lie the rest left in sorrow

There live a girl, oh yes, a girl
Who possess a trusting wink
One quick glance, trapping trance
Then she's in the wind before you blink.


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The Market Girl's Smile

She bowed her head to the ground,
Focused on the grains of dust,
Her skin glistened in the morning sun,
Sparkling like the rarest opal to be found.

Whenever she rarely raised her crown,
I would look straight into the portholes to her soul,
And see a princess who had been locked away,
My gaze confused her, she returned to looking down.

As she carried her load, she would not move slow,
The way a snail does when he carries his home,
In the small busy alleys, she transported like a squirrel,
She seemed rather troubled, I just wanted her face to show.

When she finally stopped I gave her a smile.
A smile to let her know that this time is only for a season,
A smile to let her know that this struggle is for a reason,
A smile to remind her that there is One guiding her every step,
                                                                            Cradling her heart,
                                                                            Calming all her fears.

I hugged her as we parted ways,
And as I broke away,
I experienced raw beauty,
Beauty in its original form, its original state
What you would understand to be a gracious smile,
I saw as her soul beaming out through her facial features,
She had been ignited like a mountain cave torch.

It was amazing to see her whole aura reset.
The market girl’s smile, I will never forget.


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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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i have a girl


I have a girl, a good one
a girl who looks after me
a girl with a winning smile
a girl who makes me laugh
a girl who is beautiful
a girl who is kind and strong
I have a girl who ticks boxes
a girl who is something special
a girl who is loving
a girl who has great patience
a girl I'm lucky to know
a girl you'd dream about
I have a girl I'd fight for
a girl who makes me think
a girl who feeds me
a girl I'd write poetry for
I have a girl, a good one
a girl I wouldn't swap for the world 



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Her Face

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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I MISS MY MUSE

Girl, I can see you in my room
Counting me out way too soon
Haven't forgotten, it'll be okay
Just been busy the last few days

Girl, understand I love your style
Stay with me, just need a while
And know I'm missing you too
When we don't dance I feel blue

Too much of work, and no time to play
The ball and chain goes night and day
I can't get rest, there's no time to break
Work around the clock, I need escape

My absence hasn't been intentional
No songs with you feels criminal
When you can't smile I'm miserable
But girl..  you'll never be invisible

Too much of work, and no time to play
The ball and chain goes night and day
I can't get rest, there's no time to break
Work around the clock, I need escape

I'm missing my muse and she's missing me
It's tough right now cause we long to be free

Too much of work, and no time to play
The ball and chain goes night and day
I can't get rest, there's no time to break
Work around the clock, I need escape

Date: 8-13-14


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Candlelight Flames Flickered in Fall - part 2

Candlelight Flames Flickered in Fall ~ part 2

Strip me in your ways today
Naked, dancing~ In this Rain
Strip me of this pain away
Naked, prancing, gaining fame
Strip me with your golden eyes
Your golden hair
Your golden stare
Strip me naked in the Rain
Strip me naked I so dare

Dancing & Dancing
So beautiful you stand
Dancing & Prancing
Our love in the sand
Dancing this Dance
A little late ~ 6-11 slammed

So scream for me in God's Name
Taking this pain~ A spiraling divine
Scream for me in God's Name
Fuqqed and preached slow ticking to unwind
Scream for me today as you
Make me Rock & Roll
You penetrate my soul
Forever we will go
Unclean we fiend for more

Dream all this away~ as we bleed,,masturbate this hole
Dream all this today, for together we'll " Stay Gold"
Dream & dream away ~ Little treasure cut me clean
Dream of her this way ~ Filthy pleasure ~ Lost control

So strip me naked in the Rain
Strip me, rape me~ So insane
Strip me, take me~ Play me, Friend
Kill me, fill me, this twist, a broken fist
Fuqqed me hard ~ So slit this wrist
A "fuq Me" card
So fuq~ I missed
So fuqqing hard and then we kissed

BURN ~ These Candlelight Flames Away
BURN ~ These Candles tonight for today
BURN ~ These Candles ~ And never stay away 

A lust list whispered understands
Her face so weathered, take my hand
A life so severed understands
Our love so pleasured rolled in sand
Our love so treasured ~ Destined plan

Cuz ~ In my psycho world
She's my psycho girl
My lyrics cold jam
And she's my psycho world

And in this letter to you
She's so much better than you
I wrote this letter, it's true
She's so much better than you

   by Christian Alexander


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Without You (Song)

Daylight fade,
Burning through my eyes,
She walked out of my life
Again, I'm feeling low,
One more time girl here we go,
Now I'm falling, a final time,
Wish the sunlight didn't shine

It's getting critical
But girl I just can't help it,
I'm feeling miserable
Without you I'm so helpless,
I can't even sleep
Don't want to be, without you,
It's getting hard to breathe,
There is no me, without you,

And baby I try and try
to let you go,
The more I fight,
The more I know,
There's nothing in this life,
I want to do,
Without you,

Passing days,
I try to ease my mind,
I want make it this time,
because, she's really gone,
Lying here I'm all alone,
with nothing, to comfort me,
I'm hanging on to memories,

It's getting critical
But girl I just can't help it,
I'm feeling miserable
Without you I'm so helpless,
I can't even sleep
Don't want to be, without you,
It's getting hard to breathe,
There is no me, without you,


And baby I try and try
to let you go,
The more I fight,
The more I know,
There's nothing in this life,
I want to do,
Without you,

It's getting critical,
Girl I just can't help it,

There's nothing
in this life,
I want to do,
Without you


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SUMMERS' CHILD

A winter passed
Quiet and still
A spring came
Leaves grew fast
The good earth
Became green at last

 
With the dawn
In early summer
In an emerging pink sky
A girl was born
To Moondust
Her first cry

 
The birds  sang high in the blue
The word was passed
All of magic knew
Of Moondusts’ faerie child
Aquilas’ joy

 
Faeries came to see
The Moondust queen
That in summer
A girl was born
In our room
Filled with light
Love
Magic
Such joy was seen

 


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kara's flower

her eyes invest in me the truths of her fragile heart
she wished to know happiness and freedom once more
she leaned gently against the window frame
her eloquent beauty whispered gently on my eyes
she gave me a soft sorrow by declining the offered flower
my words like autumn leaves gathered dryly at my feet of clay
my intents pure of heart stumbled weakly
as i tried to explain
that a breathtaking glimpse of her had found me
she was standing subtle and alluring in sunshines vivid light
highlights in her hair a golden hue like a regal crown
lost in the imagery of her smiling moment
lost in her radiated gentleness
that engulfs like silent fierce seduction of your heart's better natures
you only think of heartfelt wish to see her joy
you breath and live to see her smile
you will love her presence like summery sunshine's kiss
you will adore her silken voice like moonlight dance upon water
the offered plastic flower but a token of adoration
a bauble cast with noble intent
for a fine young goddess
(for morning book kara... :-) a really nice girl and nice friend)


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A GIRL FOR A MAN

I watched Aquila
Fly with his eagles
At sunset
Upon a rock
I sat
With a sky tinged with gold

 
In my heart
In my body within
Such faint stirrings
That I felt
To begin
A girl for a man

 
My Aquila 
At sunset
Came to me
Heart filled with love
Kissed me gently
And knew
 

Such faint stirrings
In my body
In my heart
That my Aquila knew
Always

 
At sunset
I watched my Aquila
In a sky tinged with gold
That one day
Our girl child
Would fly
With her father
In a sunset sky


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Broken Seashell

Lisa Milligan
A Fragment Of Life
8/21/06 

"Each experience is locked within my heart and only I hold the key..."  


Don’t hurt your daughter
She needs your pride
Don’t hurt your sister
She breaks inside
She feels surrounded by enemies
Please don’t hurt the girl
That girl is me

She left you long ago
Packed up and ran
Ran away from all the pain
She didn’t understand
It didn’t take her very long
When she had to come back
To see all the reasons why
She took that track

She sits there smiling
She’s afraid inside
Of the next hurt inflicted
That she’ll have to hide
She has to be here
Because of her baby son
She has no husband
As for her son's parents
She’s the only one

Don’t hurt your daughter
She needs your pride
Don’t hurt your sister
She breaks inside
She feels surrounded by enemies
Please don’t hurt the girl
That girl is me

You sit and gossip that
She won’t come around
Judgment and criticism
Is all she’s found
She fights the invisible hands
Forcing her to the floor
She fights the instincts of survival
To run out the door

You don’t see her clearly
Looking through your clouds
Looking at the wrong things
Like her bank account
Looking for what she should change
Not what she’s done
Not at the strong, healthy man
Her son has become

Don’t hurt your daughter
She needs your pride
Don’t hurt your sister
She breaks inside
She feels surrounded by enemies
Please don’t hurt the girl
That girl is me

She notices wistfully
The pride in her parents eyes
As they behold the families
In which they have pride
The look that vanishes
As they turn her way
The pride that disappears
And then her heart frays

Broken shells get left behind
Scattered all over the sand
Perfect shells get taken home
Precious treasures in the hand


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Far Away Place

All my fears melt away
And my flaws fall astray
Every once in a while at the end of the day
When I drift somewhere far, far away

My Far Away Place
Up there in the clouds 
In my Far Away Place
We don't hear a sound

You're here too I can see
That beautiful face smiling right up at me
I finally have you girl, all to myself
And our love's on the table now, 'tis not on the shelf

Far, far way in this Far Away Place
I can talk to you, seems just for today
So all my feelings to you I then speak
That your hand in love is all I do seek

My Far Away Place
Up there in the clouds 
In my Far Away Place 
We don't hear a sound

Your face is heaven, love, taking me higher
As you whisper, "that too is all I desire"
You fall into my arms as I kiss gently your face
Oh how I love my Far Away Place


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Wouldn't She Just Unaware Ev'rything Like A Superstar

Do she know how bad is it, 
Living such a lonely life
Could she give in to me, 
As long as I go with her
Wouldn't she just unaware 
everything, Like a superstar,
                    

                     chorus 

I'd be around when she last, oh
I'd be around when she has,
When she let go of her past. 
When this roles is lest as cast.
When she sleep not in snatch, 
I'd be around, Cause she last.

                      II Verse

All that glitters the eyes in so 
long, was never on a platter of 
gold,
All that we in life;lacked
Is what we have in our minds 
gold, Heavier her eyelid'd 
becoming sopor, If she don't 
sleep it off. 
                     
                       II chorus
I'd be around when she last, oh
I'd be around when she has, 
when she let go the past,When 
this roles is lest as cast, When 
she sleep not in snatch,
I'd be around cause last.


If I were she, I look the other 
side 
Now we're even as rue all of our 
lives.


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A Broken Fairytale

Once upon a time, 
Almost 6 years ago,
A boy met a girl
With his best friend in toe.
This boy and this girl
Became young love in its essence.
His best friend became what some would call
Her own personal hidden blessing.
His devotion for his friend
Couldn't quite bring him to confess,
But he cared about that girl enough,
To warn her of future distress.

After 3 long years,
Of the back and forth romance,
Their young love finally ended,
The girl was broken hearted and defenceless.
She had given her all
To someone who was only willing to take it.
The best friend tried to warn her,
But she couldn't see her lover fake it.

A year would pass,
Before the best friend would find,
His best friend's ex,
The one he longed to say was "mine".
A birthday of hers
Was his golden opportunity.
When he missed her night out,
He offered to take her to a movie.
She wrestled with the thought:
Do I open that door?
She kept pushing it off,
Until she couldn't avoid it anymore.
Neither one of them expected,
Or even could dream
Of all that would come
From one night, one movie.

A love affair of sorts,
Filled with constant ups and downs,
But despite their best efforts,
They couldn't help but stick around.
A year and 2 months
Of the greatest love that ever lived,
Was shared between these two,
Who were only just kids.
Neither one of them was ready,
They didn't know what to do,
They loved so deeply,
But this experience was so new.
A girl with a broken heart,
With no sense of true self worth,
Met a boy with a broken heart,
And the desire to move forth,
With her by his side,
Forever hand in hand,
Yet she felt she didn't deserve him,
And did what she could: she ran.

Now her love for him consumes her,
But his heart is in pieces.
Now he's too afraid of her
But his love he swears never ceases.
And she cries herself to sleep at night,
For the best friend she hurt foolishly.
And she prays for their future together,
The one he says can never be.


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Nottingham Goose Fair Girl

I journey from Sheffield town
to old  Nottingham's olde goose fair 
where the lights shone brightly
and there was music and laughter in the air.

My eyed were drawn to a pretty girl
with a twinkling eyes and long flaxen hair
among the crowd standing there.

oh pretty Nottingham  girl
as sweet as the blossom in spring
and as joyful as the nightingale that sings
As soon as I saw thee my hear ascended above
intoxicated by they beauty and charm
I fell in love.

We danced and flirted by the the minstral's music their
I stared into her twinkling eyes and stroked lovingly
her long flaxen hair.

We laughed and sang upon the fair rides
I could see the love shine from her twinkling eyes
I was so captivated by her son like smile
I wanted the moment to last forever instead if a while.

My soul had surrendered my heart was a flame
I fell deeply in love but didn't even know her name
I turned around for a moment
and she was no where to be seen
I screamed out and then awoke from a dream.

I turned around  and was so happy to see
the pretty young girl with twinkling eyes and flaxen hair now my wife
sleeping next to me.


Nottingham's goose fair is still held every year. I hate fairs, but like girls.


Peter Dome.copyright2013. Dec..


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Little Girl (2006)

I am a little girl
Cradle me in your arms
Chanted with lucky charms
Wipe away my tears to dry
Cuddle me when ever I cry
Pick me up when I fall
Look at you your so tall
A picture of God and I’m your drop
You walk while I hop
I’m a little girl all cozy and wrapped
I am a little girl that is trapped 


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Wendy's surprise

one day, with no one to be found,
just Wendy all alone, no one around,
walking in each room, walking in the halls,
no one to be seen, nothing but walls,
then Wendy found her friend name melody,
taking Wendy somewhere excitingly,
in a room with Wendy's own eyes,
witness everybody yelling surprise,
with a big smile, in a shocking way,
it was a party to celebrate Wendy's birthday.


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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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Phantom kisser-

A masquerade ball was in full concert when
A charming young man stepped in

He bore a green tunic with gold trim
Mask devilish with a wry grin

His mask bore five feathers atop his brow
In full view of the whole of the crowd

The music stopped and no servant bore his name
No mark of royalty or note of fame

Who is this man whispers a girl
A mystery man, man of the world

His eyes a radiant green breaching the mask
The music starts with a nod no questions asked

His manner quite and shy though confident
Both hands resting behind his torso defiant

Utterly refusing any hand placed before him
A mission is what makes him grim

One girl and only one is his treasured fox
She is sitting at a table near the clocks

A common girl young enough for school
A starving pain runs through him almost cruel

A slow melody is played by the maestro
The gentleman gaze at him to and fro

A hand his placed before her tired eyes
Shear delightful sounds as she cries 

An angry man in a red mask stalks toward them
When an older woman steps in front of him

“Let them go” She says
“Why should I” eyes furiously red

To the center of the dancing floor they stroll
The beat picks up with a flick from maestro

Soft beats sound as they come together
Then silence…..weightless like a feather

A dazzling dance wows the place
Enough so to put awe on each face

After the last step and last beat coincide 
Their masks come up no more reason to hide

Their lips meet and cheers break out
Like those at a fight awaiting the bout

The commotion was too much for the old man
He stumbled forward to greet the brigand

A chase commenced with the house guards
Even some of the house bards
 
The Youngman fell and was detained quickly
Then a sound arose from the courtyard sickly

The sound of a sword piercing flesh
A pool of blood and a mess

Unveiling his mask bore only a lad
At this the old man felt sad

The young girl never knew what became of him
Her father detailed his absence to be of a decided whim

In reality he survived after his body was left for dead
A long fever and a month in bed

A preacher picked him up and healed his impaled breast
With medicine and well needed rest

He awoke later to a dream of his lady fair 
When he smelt the perfume of roses in the air

A second chance the preacher stated 
Yes it was not to be he debated

Now he is an old man sitting and writing this tale
Letting my grandson know not to bail

For I will leave it in my will for his eyes only!


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Why Can't I See?

Why can't I see she's the only one for me? This eternal love always
gets put to the test then I realized nothing comes for free but I
know this love will last so all I ask of you is please stay with me
and help me forget my past and just love me forever.

Why can't I see she's the only girl for me? she lifts 
up from all of my misery

Your like a dream that came true for me. Why can't I realize
your angel thats been sent to help me from above. has jesus 
finally showed mercy to me by sending this beautiful dove to
me. Stay with me a little longer and we can make this night
last forever.

Why can't I see she's the one for me. why can't 
I realize she really loves me?

Don't take your hand away from mines if you should go
the thought of pain and loneliness will drive me out of my mind
come put your loving arms around me and keep me safe with your
loving grace that surrounds me

Why can't I see she's an angel sent to me. Why can't I see
she really loves me? she's the only girl I need

Why can't I see she really loves me? Why can't I believe
that this is destiny? Are you angel sent to me?


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Along By The Shore

Together on the beach, laying with you
Holding your hand, gazing up at skies of blue
Though our time together is ending, oh how it flew
We both know girl, how our love was true

Young hearts together, without a care
The love in her eyes
The sand in her hair
Beauty like I've never seen before
We're loving each other, Along By The Shore

How will things be when we're apart
It's time to depart, tell you it's a new start
Lets lay here forever with you in my arms
I'm falling so hard, falling hard for your charms

Young hearts together, without a care
The love in her eyes
The sand in her hair
Beauty like I've never seen before
We're loving each other, Along By The Shore

Now I wonder if she can hear me
Hear my calls to her, my cries
Oh how I fell in love
With her blonde hair and brown eyes
And I remember those nights Along By The Shore


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Modella

Today I think I deem it fit,
Strolling around her beauty skills,
Controlling so many on thoughts to eat,
Alas! She's firmly on her feets,

Traveling through the comfort of my thrills,
Patience my mind ultimately sings,
Fragiility is how she has learnt to fly,
How often does she intend to overlook certain things?

she'll do all it takes untill she touches on the sky,
Her glamour generates her a slogan modella,
When would she oblige to deservingly earn a treet,
Understandably under an authority of restrict,

Yearning hearts are waiting to end their cry,
Ultimately i seek to find an adventurous Ella


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a five minute

Time start now
I have to make this poem
Oh wait I only got 
4 minutes left

Well every  second counts
If your trying to survive the desert I guess
Then she sat beside me and said:
What the F**k are you doing
Are you crazy?

And I said I guess so
Did you cook already 
Im hungry
She said:
And your f**king lazy

Then I said:
Oh sorry love one more minute
Then Ill stand up
Ill watch the dishes for you
feed the the cats for you
and as well as our gold fish

10 second left
my brain stuck up
now this is the
5 minute poem my love
Come here and give me kiss







-comments please mate- TY


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Black Rose

I just met a girl she's everything I want her to be
it feels like she came out of my dreams to only 
be with me. how can it be that woman like her 
could wait around for a man like me? It feels like
I'm falling into her magick spell. She is like a 
demon sent from hell. It's hard to believe this 
black rose was meant for me.

She is soft and tender she is like a spirit that haunts
me in my dreams she is the countess for me she is my 
black rose.

She is soo beautiful everytime when I look at her 
she can melt my cold black heart away. She has long 
hair darker than the blackest night with blue 
eyes that makes my temperature rise. Her skin
is soo white and feels soo smooth. Her hands are
soft and warm. A kiss from her bright red lips
can give me feelings of sweet intoxication.

I see her whenever it rains she dances along the
graves she takes away all of my pain away she is my 
black rose

I wanna walk through a graveyard with you 
take my hand and dance with me under the pale 
moonlight the wolve's howl's at the moon will be our song 
Look deep into my eyes and fall under my spell I can see 
the fire burning in your eyes my dear don't hesitate 
take me as you will let me taste your blood and you can take 
mines and together we shall always be one.

I need her when I walk through the darkness with
her on my mind I will never be alone I love my black rose
her enternally.


I see her in my dreams she is all I need she is the living 
dead girl that comes to me and keeps me company she is my
beautiful zombie that comes to me her skin pierces through 
me she is my black rose and she smells so tenderly.


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ASHLEY HAD A SMALL GOAT

Ashley Had a Small Goat
Oh, Ashley had a Small goat,
Small goat, Small goat,
Ashley had a Small goat,
And he had a coat of white

He followed her to school one day,
School one day, school one day,
He followed her to school one day,
And drank a some water.

 Oh, once he ate a spinach can, 
Spinach can, spinach can, 
once he ate a spinach can, 
Also a line of clothes.

The clothes can do no harm inside, 
Harm inside, harm inside, 
the clothes can do no harm inside, 
But oh! The spinach can!

 The can was filled with achemical,
chemical , chemical chemical,
The can was filled with a chemical,
Which the goat  thought was food

He rubbed against poor Ashley's chin,
Ashley's chin, Ashley's chin,
He rubbed against poor Ashley's chin,
His deep distress to ease.

 
There was a flash of girl and goat,
Girl and goat, girl and goat
There was a flash of girl and goat
And they were seen no more..

(Slowly)
Ashley's soul to Heaven went,
Heaven went, Heaven went,
Ashley's soul to Heaven went,
And Mr. Goat went there too.


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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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THE COURTSHIP OF LARISSA

A gentle look...
From a girl , so fair
Everything she touched,
she loved too
 
A chance meeting,
in the walled garden
Filled with Sunfire roses
and foxglove
A knight, fell in love
 
The beauty of a Sunfire rose
laid at her door
A girl borne on a South Wind
Everything she touched
Everything she saw
She loved too
 
It was the beauty of nature,
that drew them to the walled garden
A noble Knight
With the kindest blue eyes 
Saw Larissa, in the sunlight
 
A touch of finger tips
A sunset of gilded pink
A kiss upon her lips
 
A Sunfire rose
Everyday laid at her door
To a woman...
Who touched the heart of a knight
Whom she loved
To a knight...
Who saw a beautiful woman
Standing in sunlight
 
Larissa
Borne on a southwind
Warm and sweet
A girl, so fair
A girl, so pretty
Everything she touched
She loved too
 


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Imagination of the mind

I want the perfect fairy tale life
the one where I start from rags and end up with riches
I want the life where my knight and shining armor comes and rescues me
I want to be his Cinderella or his Ariel
I don't want to be stuck in my dreamland
I want my dreams to become his reality
I don't want to be his house hold wife
who cooks and clean
I want to be his equal
I want to be the Queen that stands by her Kings side without his ego getting in the way
I don't want his stereotyped girl because of where I come from
I want to be the girl by his side and be recognized for my achievements
I'm not trying to be his lacking
I just want to be his one and only
I want that fairy tale wedding, where nothing could go wrong
I want his heart and mind
I don't want to be that girl who is only wanted for that one thing
I want to be that special someone that his parents are proud of
I want to be Sleeping Beauty or Snow White and be kissed by my one true love
I know fairy tales are just a dream
but I strive for the love that fairy tales bring
I know it is a far fetch but I want my fairy tale life
with my Prince Charming


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When a god dies

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


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Who Will Help The Little Girl Smile?

                  
Who will help the little girl smile, 
while she watches her Mom be pulled away from her?  
Who will help the little girl smile, 
when she sees her Mom put the needle into her arm? 
Who will help the little girl smile, 
while she wonders where her next meal comes from?
Who will help the little girl smile, 
when she is looking for a permanent place to stay?
Who will help the little girl smile, 
when she does not see her biological Mom for a while?
Who will help the little girl smile, 
while she is dropping that last handful of dirt on her?
Who will help the little girl smile 
or put the sparkle back in her eyes?
Who will help the little girl smile 
as she looks up to the sky and asked why?
Who will help the little girl smile,
when she looks up to God and says, who will love me?

The Foster Parents that's who!

--Harold Therault-- 7-10-2008



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Empty Hollow Girl

Deep dark shadows crawling from my mind i looked for love but its something i couldnt find
shallow water empty glasses hollow hearts and torn up faces darkened streets full of empty
people all feeling dead inside at the ones who have lied find me Im waiting for you
waiting for something to become true 
Empty hollow girl alone without a smile empty hollow girl does'nt belong in this cruel
world searching her soul for the one who remains searching a dream for days empty hollow
little girl will make it one day but at whose price will she pay? 
she made it through the darkened streets with a heart of steel wishing she could only feel
feel his arms around her tight 
hoping for a shining bright light 
but he never came so in the dark she will remain feeling once like she did all over again.


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Your love is gone

Your love is gone

You, told me  that  you love me forever
Oh girl, you promise me you never say goodbye
Why can't you stay
and why did you lie
Now our love, is it over

I still played the loved songs each and every day
to reminisce the time that you say
I love you
and i hope you stay with me my baby...

Your love is gone
i miss you girl so much
your love is gone
Oh baby your still the one
i am down on my knees each day
and pray
but your love is gone


So many memories we had in the past
But seasons ended and it didn't last
you have the change of heart
now girl were both apart...


Your love is gone
i miss you girl so much
your love is gone
Oh baby your still the one
i am down on my knees each day
and pray oh wohh wohh..

Your love is gone
i miss you girl so much
your love is gone
Oh baby your still the one
i am down on my knees each day
and pray
but your love is gone..

Bridge
i give you my all
with my heart, and soul
oh girl,you give me pain
now my tears begins to rain
why didn't you wear this ring...

Your love is gone
i miss you girl so much
your love is gone
Oh baby your still the one
i am down on my knees each day
and pray
i am down on my knees each day
and pray
but your love is gone
your love is gone
oh girl your love is gone











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Black Girl

Who does she think she is?
She does not belong here. 
This is not the Ghetto..
She does not belong here.

Is she like, lost or something?
Can she not find her way home?
Who told her that this campus 
was here for her to roam?

Walking to the front of the class
like she'll last more than a year
prepared to learn and eager she is
but the girl doesn't belong here.

She should've went down south
to an all black institution
That way she won't stand out
and make no contribution

Taking up all this space
for no important reason
give it next semester and,
she be gone like the season

It's been a couple of years
and that Black girl is still here
Still making her way towards the front
knowing good and well that she does not belong here

How does she even pay tuition?
Does even know who her father is?
Does she know that her tactics aren't working
and her time here is useless?

She is not going to graduate
I'm surprised she made it through high school
Might as well go on back to the hood, 
get pregnant, and marry a fool.

Here she is again, 
wearing the same cap and gown as I
Walking up front to the pulpit
How did she make it and why?

What is this girl talking about?
Valadictorian...whatever
It doesn't matter what she is
I'll always be better.

Steady trying to prove a point
all up in my world
It doesn't matter what she does
she's still a Black Girl. 




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Louise- a community effort-please add to!

"Louise-
swinin' in he trees
hardly aware
of the summer breeze

Louise-
be careful what you show-
I didn't have to know
my dear Louise-
that you wear BVD's

Louise-
did I hear you sneeze?
has such great exertion
brought you
to your knees?

Louise-
dear, tell me if you please-
why you feel you must-
be such a darn ol' tease?

Louise-
"here's an'udder...
one of deez..(Brooklyn talk)
my lovely girl Louise
again you're on your knees
this time intent to please

Louise-
my dearest, dearest friend-
I'm so  heart-broken
to have to tell you-
my sweet lovely Louise
that we have discovered
you're infested with lots of fleas

Louise-
watch out in the trees!
that pine-cone
that you thought it was..
turns out a hive of bees!

Louise-
my special one, my friend...
I'll bet you are unique
in all the 7 seas

Louise-
you gotta come down now-
a letter you have received
seems the "Louise Rhyming Club"
has not received their fees...

Louise-
come on now!
you listen with great ease..
but do little but say
"oh, my, oh my, oh Jeeze...."

Louise-dear girl it's time to eat-
so get down from the trees-
we have your favorite cheeze!

Louise-
come down, right now, this instant!
for our door got locked somehow
and I can't get in without you-
because my dear Louise-
you are the only one...
who has the Louise keys....

so get started folks!  let's make this the first whole community project!!
regards, and Smile! God dang it!!


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kayla

There`s a little girl playing in the sand

Her name is Kayla she got a great tan.

She only been here four short years

a little girl we hold so dear.

She comes in the house asks "when do we eat?"

 gets  herself a box of juice to drink

Hey little Kayla where you go?

How tall did you grow?

Hey kayla I remember when you were young

playing with your toys outside in the sun.

there`s  a little girl Kayla is her name

into my life she came.

Kayla plays with her children now in the sand.

two little children with beautiful tans.

one child asks "can I have something to drink?"

Kayla gives her a box of juice to drink.










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I Can Finally Drive

My bicycle days are through 
Please help me spread the news 
I no longer have to be a 32 year old hermit 
Mom and Dad got me my permit 
I just bought a car that seats 5 
Thanks to my parents I can finally drive 
Mom goes with me and my girlfriend out to eat 
Mom rides shotgun, my girl in the back seat 
While we are eating with live entertainment 
My girlfriend expresses how she doesn't like the car's seating arrangement 
So my mom drives and my girl is shotgun 
Now I am the lonely one 
We drop off my girlfriend and I ask my mom to remove the knife 
She says stop complaining, now you can drive 
The next night my Dad goes out with me and my buds 
We want to sit back and suck down a few suds 
Not on my watch, my Dad says 
My night out with the buds was disastrous 
After one beer, my Dad says you are too drunk to get behind the wheel 
He has no idea how this freedom of driving makes me feel 
My Mom and Dad are smothering me, my social life will never survive 
With them around, it look as if I will never truly drive 
Now it's Mom's turn to escort me, guess where we go 
My girl and Mom in the front seats, we stop at Domino's 
We all three sit in the car and wait for the pizza to get done 
Mom says no a/c, let's enjoy the sun 
I begin a waterfall of sweat 
Mom says look at you, you're all wet 
Mom asks for extra napkins when the pizza is delivered to the car 
Mom says tonight is Friday, let's park by the lake and enjoy the stars 
At the lake, I will drown myself, if I take a dive 
I am going back to the bicycle, I will never again attempt to drive


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The Truth

“The Truth” – Written by Kayla Hamilton
“Why is it that guys end up treating you like a sister? 
Why can’t I be that girl that no other has had before? 
Instead of calling me hot, they call me cutie. 
Then when they ask me something personal I end up lying, 
Instead of telling the truth. 

--It’s that feeling I get. 
The kind where I get all mushy inside when he texts me.
And when I hear his voice. 

I would tell the truth, but...I wouldn’t want to ruin the relationship we have now.         
I want to be that girl, who can impress him.
But when I try, I don’t want to sound stupid.
I want to be that girl who thinks of me 
the moment he wakes up, and when he’s dreaming.    
I’m not beautiful. I’m just me. Sometimes I just feel not so pretty or beautiful.
I just feel ugly.
And when he calls me goof, I feel like he treats me like a 12 yr old. 

--Then there’s the moment where it seems serious.
He does call me hot, and beautiful. 
I just keep wondering he doesn't mean it. That he’s just still used to our “friendliness”. 
I’ve always felt like the outsider. He’d hang out and chill with me, 
But at the same time had a crush on someone else. 
He was into other girls. The one’s that are pretty, and funny, and
I guess “bad”. 
When he was into her, I had to act like I didn’t know.
When I saw them holding hands, my heart just dropped. 
I was jealous. 
No one knew how much I liked him. No one knows now.
Maybe crying in my sleep or trying to forget about it, was all I could do.
I was the invisible one. The friend. Just the girl. 
It’s been the past 8 years, and it still hurts. 

-Maybe it’s just better to be friends. Maybe it’s just time to move on.
Maybe I need to move on. 

-There are others saying “ooh...you better watch out for the guys!” 
Well…ooohh...Why hasn’t anyone told me they loved me or liked me in
The past 17 years? Minus family that is. 
It’s like if I was taken, maybe he would be jealous. 
Just to know what it felt like for me.
Always hurting and crying and not getting over the fact he wasn’t
Interested in being more then just friends. 

Well it’s just life. It’s not the way anyone wants it to be.
All I can say is these are my thoughts. This is how I feel.
All I can say is the truth.
And the truth is… I’m in love with you.”


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BLUEY'S REFLECTIONS

Blue was feeling melancholy and was far from feeling jolly 
by the window of his quarters on that moonlight night in May. 
The old mate was broken hearted since young Jess and he had parted: 
that’s the Jillaroo from Bancroft who had jilted him that day. 
 
And old Blue would really miss ‘er, as she was a bonzer kisser, 
and he told this to a large green frog perched on the window ledge. 
This poor Ringer quite horrid, as his hand held up his forehead, 
and he gave the frog the run down like it was some privilege. 
 
“Do you have a girlfriend, froggy,  that just leaves your mind all foggy 
when she puckers up to kiss you and she makes you feel on high? 
As a kisser Jess was real hot and I reckon by a long shot  
she was up there with the best of them … except perhaps for Di. 
 
“She’s the blonde girl that’s a Nanny, on the place where my mate Danny 
breaks in horses every summer, and a looker, that’s for sure.  
Mate, this Di she was a goer and I’m glad I got to know ‘er, 
as that girl could suck your lips off and she’d leave you wanting more. 
 
“But we broke up in the summer, which I thought was a real bummer, 
so I hitched up with her cousin who’d come out to stay a while. 
This gal was a city floozie and her name I think was Suzie 
and her tongue it darned near choked me, but she certainly had style. 
 
“Then she went back to the city, which I thought was a real pity, 
still, I met young Katie Swenson at the rodeo that night. 
Sucking face was that girl’s passion, but I soon went out of fashion, 
as I found she kissed near anything that came within her sight. 
 
“So it’s hard, mate, just to pick one that I fancied as the best fun, 
as they all bring back fond memories but they all slipped through my grip.” 
He just sat there quite dejected and it came quite unexpected 
when a moth alighted on the top of poor old Bluey’s lip. 

The frog’s tongue flew into action, but his aim was down a fraction 
and it rattled the old tonsils in the back of Bluey’s throat. 
The old Ringer’s eyes went teary and his sight went kind of bleary 
and the words that bushman uttered I’m afraid I cannot quote. 
 
To this day it’s told by bush folk and believe me, this is no joke, 
it is ritual when Bluey goes to town and hits the grog, 
that he tells the same sick story, how no girls can match the glory 
of that moonlight night in May when he was tongue-kissed by a frog. 



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Reunion Road

Let's take a walk in the pouring rain 
We should be happy bear no shame 
Let's hold hands, let people stare 
Let's value every minute we can share 
There is a new life so I'm told 
It all starts down Reunion Road 
Life is as good as life can be 
It's time we raised a family 
We can have a girl and a boy 
Call her Julie, call him Roy 
There is a new life so I'm told 
It all starts down Reunion Road 
We will dig a hole out front and plant a tree 
Watch it grow with our family 
We can sit on the front porch and sip on tea 
Just imagine our peace, love and harmony 
Our dreams are waiting so I'm told 
It all starts down Reunion Road 
I still need to find this dream girl of mine 
I pray to the man, he assures me that in time 
He tells me we will both know it right when we meet 
Maybe at church, or passing in the street 
It will be a true act of fate 
My patience is strong, but it's so hard to wait 
We will walk hand in hand, never let go 
It all starts down Reunion Road 


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Learn Somethin'

come here little girl, let me learn you a thing or two
livin' in the hood is a very hard thing to do
you gotta know the rules, how to move, never have a clue
never let'em know how you move, keep it true
true to yourself, to your square, where you at girl
respect yourself in any hood, hood respect girl
kept a lot of girls from geetin' raped where i'm at girl
when the devil play, it's no game, he attack girl
one girl mad cause her man want your phone number
you so bad every man wanna talk to you
chicks get jealous so they plottin' on your every move
what should you do? you by yourself and without a crew
rule number 2 keep some mase or some pepper spray
rule number 1 is keep a gun but she played it safe
she massed her in the face and showed her what suppose to taste like
the girl pulled out a knife and cut her stomach by the waistline
know she on the floor cryin' with the evidence
but what she didn't know was that the pretty girl was preganat
learn somethin', learn somethin', listen little girl let me learn you a thing or two
learn somethin', learn somethin', livin' in the hood is very hard thing to do