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He lost his woman long ago
Like cupid with an arrow but no bow
Time moves swift but for him it’s slow
Always staring at his two feet
Constantly going against the flow
He walked alone down the street
His mind racing with a cigarette
Recalling his life but with regret
Wishing to be dry but getting wet
Love once tasted so sweet
Only wanting to forget
He walked alone down the street
His face was wrinkled old
Like stories often told
Holding his jacket in the cold
As if a soldier in retreat
Life’s so quick to unfold
He walked alone down the street
Rain begins to fall down fast
He’s hoping to plunge into the past
A child watched him as he passed
Not looking for a win but defeat
Thinking he wont be able to last
He walked alone down the street
The blue-eyed child chased him down
Splashing the puddles on the ground
As he touched his hand he lost his frown
And his broken view was made complete
The lonely man was finally found
They walked together down the street
What am I to do when you are gone?
Twenty years together, a lifetime,
yet, not so long at all
...We've fought our many battles
and didn't win them all
but still we stand together
if somewhat weary, proud and tall
Yet now, an unseen assailant
threatens all we've built,
to take you away
with words like "progressive" and "incurable"
how dare they?
How Dare THEY??!
Till death us do part, was supposed to
happen till we were old and gray!
What am I to do without you?
You are a part of me...
How can I live when you are gone...
with only half of me?
How can I?
How can I be me?
.... without you?
If we all just did it if we all just chose , if we all rose to the occasion if we all just know.
If we all came together if we all felt the pain, if we all knew it was happening we could all stop this from happening again.
You know what I speak of, you know what I mean, the reason we are fighting, this world is so unclean.
All this hate that we generate, this life that we made, is full of nothing but mistakes.
But we know no better, at least that's what we tell ourselves each sitting alone, foolishness filling them shelves.
The unhappiness, the racism, the bullying, the rage, that fact that we can't get along.
We are all put on this earth for one purpose and that's to belong.
But still we choose the wars, the wealth, the lying, and the path that is full of misconceptions and full of unnecessary reaction
It's time to stop all the ******** in the world with governments taking peoples things, it's time to stand up and take action.
But most won't why because we are all afraid, even though we sit at home dying while filling up full of rage.
Our minds are all so trained to accept life for the way it is, that we don't realize what's being taken away from us at a moments notice.
So I say to you look deep down inside, take one last look at your life and let's go for a ride.
Together united is the only way that this will pass, together as one we need to be kick the governments ass.
See there is one thing that they do not know, that we as a people are strong but its something we don't show.
For if we did the powers to be, would have no power at all they would be just like you, just like me.
there were yellow cats in Willow's sinks, gray cats on the stairs
Cats in the kitchen, next to the frig, you were caught unawares
kittens in the pantry, an old gray tom on the stove.
they spilled out of the windows into the large apple grove.
how can you live with all of these creatures? her mother said.
An withered old hair-sparse tabby hissed at the woman’s head.
Her daughter laughed and said “Don’t mind old Red.”
Then she began opening tin cans, for she kept her creatures fed.
They ran in from the stable, they ran in from the barn.
Hearing that tin open, brought them in from balls of yarn.
They fought and spit and snarled as they fought over their cat food.
Putting Willow's outraged mother into a worse more angry mood.
CAN WE START LOVE OVER AGAIN
Just because you love me and I love you back it doesn't mean we are a perfect match,
You like me from day dot, and I’ve got an open heart, for you,
Still doesn’t mean we have a future together in this world,
But I’ll still be loving you, lusting you, wanting you, needing you next to me,
So please listen up b,
We can see where life has in store for us, what life has in order for us,
So please can we start all over again,
Put down are barriers, and start love all over again,
Because I know you love me but it appears you are scared of loving me.....
I know you're not scared of lions, tigons or bears but you're scared of loving me....
So can we just start love all over again...?
Tallan J Bent (c) 23/02/09 03:49Hrs
My brain is on holiday
Sure wish it could have alerted me
Was cruising along having a ball
Then WHAM!!!
“Sorry, I'm on holiday”
Doesn't happen often to me
But when it does, I freak out
What if in my remaining years
I never write another poem
Yikes! What a calamity that would be
Still got lots to write about
I think I have... I know I have... I'm sure I have
But what happened???
Something is short circuiting my thought box
Write the first line, then scrap it
Write the first line, then scrap it
Write the first line, then scrap it
Help!!! Someone, please tell me what to do
Have the “thought police” intervened
Have I exceeded my yearly word count already
Please oh great overseer of verboseness
If I have exceeded my limit
Can I buy extra words for the year
I'll pay big dollars...
We were in the upper region of the Artic.
It was cold; our breaths were recorded in the atmosphere
I was huffing and puffing as I climbed.
Shh! Our guide said.
I could not help it; I am an asthmatic.
Shh! The others said.
I was annoyed now.
I have asthma, I told them. I cannot help it!
Too bad, the guide said, “For you are annoying the cougar”.
I looked into large dark eyes, and my heart stopped.
I knew I was in trouble.
When encountering a big cat, do not run, my training said.
As if I could run.
I was completely still, trying not to breathe.
I began to hyperventilate, which seemed to draw his gaze.
I averted my eyes, not wanting to challenge him.
“She is gone,” the guide said. “You can breathe again.”
As if I could.
You wake up in the morning
And everything seems swell.
The day is first unfolding, though,
So who can really tell?
Perhaps your daily exercise
Goes slightly out of whack
And suddenly there's stabbing pain
All through your lower back.
Or maybe, in an anxious state
You think, for calming's sake,
You'll take an aspirin but you pop
The wrong pill by mistake.
Or possibly, you leave to meet
Friends in another state,
But there's construction on the road
And you're an hour late.
No matter how the day begins,
There's no way in the world
To know what lies in wait for you
As hours are unfurled.
Nature can teaches us
So much if we take the time
To stop, look and listen to your heart
And what She is saying
At times, if we care to hear Her
We can do so many ways:
Protect Her where protection is needed
Replant trees where reforestation is urgent
Human progress should nature progress also
Do less mining with precautions
Government should care the aquifer
Strict enforcement of Air, Land and Water Act
Refill, reuse and recycle canned and plastic product
Don't throw garbage to nature
She is the source of life, of treasure, of beauty
Therefore, we owe her everything
Therefore, as form of gratitude
We'll love and protect Her till the end
We are in such a hurry at times
That nature predicament now is in danger
It's getting worsen, irreplaceable and irreparable
Damage conditions of our nature
Hope Leaders of the World awaken
Global warming is real
Nature is unleashing its fury everyday
People will realized it's not too late to heal Her
Yes, we live in an incredible World Of Nature
It's time true love for nature is exemplified
Let us reciprocate where reciprocation is due.
Picture this,
It is a beautiful Summers' day,
And you don't want to waste the day,
Yet there are things to do inside that could spoil your day,
That won't go away,
Which needed your attention the day before yesterday,
You pour yourself another cup of coffee,
for your decision to delay,
Washing your cup brings another delay,
You shift the washing in the way,
And decide you had better wash what you will need the next day,
But forget to hang it out as lunch gets in the way,
Finally you decide outside you will go to make some hay,
But the sun is no longer in play,
And now the rain is here to ruin your day.
You go back inside and give the day away,
As nothing has made your day.
When doing something, anything, yesterday,
Would not have given nothing, a reason to stay,
On this beautiful sunny day.