Ode to liberty
Philip Lynot song..
Woman of my dreams
Woman of my dreams where are you are you looking for me like I'm looking for you do you dream of me,at night do you try,to hold me tight though I'm not there oh,woman of my dreams where are you Search and search show me a sign Search
Schönste Gefühl (Most Beautiful Feeling)
Es ist ein seltsames Gefühl habe ich es kommt und geht in mir kein Name davor erscheint wie es in der Nacht versteckt es ist nicht vom Mondlicht beleuchtet die Sonne bei Tag nicht seine Freundin was ist das seltsame Gefühl? Ich glaube nicht, m
Ich bin ganz zufrieden (I am quite happy)
I wrote the poem to say that what I lack is not as important as my serenity and everything I'm blessed with. So many people complain and are resentful and I am grateful for what I do have and I learned how to give thanks for it. Life can be lonely but even then I look forward to every day and appreciate being happy is all I need most in life.
Kill
I wrote this one 3-7-2022. There are many ways to describe this song from my travels to today's stance in Europe, but I'll step back and let you contemplate the meaning!
Ghost
Written on Halloween night, of course. I just took an idea I had and ran with it. I have since converted it to a song. I just realized I left a verse off. Fixed now.
You won't even cross my mind
A song I wrote a while back, here is link, you can hear it Thanks http://www.facebook.com/pages/Marcus-Goodman/96514953310
The Zen of Chicken Butchery
Apologies to the vegans...
Texas Roadhouse
Using 50 dollars of gift cards, so the meal was free, next week I'll have seven dollars to put towards the next bill.
Song For Cordor
Nerd time I play Fantasy RPG games In one D&D setting I play a Character that is a Bard He writes and sings about the social evils he see's in an attempt to make the powers that be open their eyes to the suffering of the common folk of the city So this song is really by by Allwyn Marcher When he first performed on the Streets of Cordor, it got him beaten thrown out of a city by the city guards.
___Make It One Day____
Everyday is the same There's no change, there's no joy I feel weak, I feel tired I'm depressed, I'm alone All these thoughts in my head f*ck, it's all a big mess Let's move on and forget All I need is some rest I feel lost, I feel trapped
I breath for you
I wrote this like 20 years ago
Do You Know Me
I write lyrics and put them to music, using my guitar. I imagine what I would say to a woman I'm infatuated with, yet do not know.
Early fall
One of the first songs I ever wrote
I RISE
You can write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, trying to stamp me to the dirt Still, like fire, I rise. Just like moon and sun, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes high springing I Still, like fire, Arise.
Gods Love
when i wrote this poem, i wasfeelin loss of love feeling gods love and not man, talking of gods love for me and not man
Far From Perfect !
written by me ,Bink
Mind, Soul & Heart
Your beautiful face I really miss. Gone from your smile,your touch,your kiss. Your scent is lost without you here, But I still smell your love in the air. Our hearts are one, so is our souls, The love we share I'll never let go. You were
Pres. Obama’s Shout-Out to the Critics
I wrote this poem early part of this month as a blog posted on my website. It's a common sense/lash out at the president's most harshest critics and haters. These people seem to criticize everything that he does. As an independent, but more over to the base of the conservative side of the political spectrum, I agree/disagree on certain things that the president have done but I'm willing to give him time and show him respect like I did with former president Bush. Bashing just to be bashing and engaging in double standards towards him and not with other past presidents is not constructive criticism. What these people need to understand that this type of behavior is Only making themselves look seriously misinformed and ignorant, not the president!
An Angels Shame
Angel has been burned. Falling with smoking wings. Earthbound she is spurned. On and on till it stings. Heaven forgets her face. As she crashes into ground. With outstretched arms knowing, She'll never be found. And yet, No one cries for
Rhetorical question
What is love Slavery or liberation? Reward or punishment? On a sunny day, or dark night? I do not remember But I'm dying without her
A voice above the Ocean
the original poem is in italian ; I tried to translate it in english. Please, forgive me and be indulgent for the mistakes...
A walk after the rain
After rain birds - suicides flow straight under the wheels of cars After rain green trees are greener and the smell of grass breaks in in the nostrils. After rain comes first silence after a while sing various sonatas. After rain I'
I saw
I saw suffering today. It was closed, quiet, curled up into a small ball, dressed in thin robes. I saw suffering today. His big eyes looked at me in silence were looking for help. I saw suffering today. When they reached out begging for hel
The Thunder Song
My favorite rental so far this year is Ted. It's about a boy wishing for his Teddy bear to come to life, and it does. Ted comes running into John's room right after he hears some thunder, "Thunder buddies for life, right John. You're #@$% right. Oh, come on, let's sing the Thunder Song."
Rain
I sank my face in heavy rain seeking relief. I thought it would be easier when will wash away my desires I wanted to wash my longing remove all defeats forget the past quench my sorrows. I washed my hair with streams to be a more greener a
When tomorrow starts without me
When tomorrow starts without me I hope that you will see that the love we share is truly meant to be Remember when we snuggled up it was so fine I knew I was yours baby, you where mine sometimes love don't work out only God knows why
Sharks
Going to The Meg tonight again. This is a parody of I'm Just A Bill from School House Rock I used to watch in the 70's and 80's. I love sharks, though I am afraid of them.
Loneliness II
Loneliness takes on a taste for me red Sophi semi dry tested to kill thoughts. Loneliness, it's a return to the apartment, where nobody waits. Loneliness, It's a morning look in the mirror where do you see the signs passing time. Loneliness
WEIRD MARYLAND WINTER WEATHER
I wrote this poem several years ago during February's up and down weather in Maryland.
PASSION'S FIRE BURNS
In the depths of passion's untamed, Our desires unleashed and inflamed, A connection beyond words, untold, When bodies collide, in fervor bold. When I feed your lust, my love, Your body quivers, with each thrust and shove, Each rough touch tr
everything upside down
I fell in love with a woman that I knew I would never have, and to this day I sing it to her, confessing my love. But she will never know, and she will always be my friend.
A TALE OF TWO SHADOWS 11/27/2015
I believe this piece may be one of my best ones of 2015. Its about Deep Intimacy... It goes along the lines of another posted up sometime ago. LOCKED IN MORTAL EMBRACE. Hope u enjoy it. Cos it was a good write. Its not yet on any of my albums of mine. But it lives up to my writing styles in the truest sense... SINCERELY YOURS - BOBBY
The rupture
Just a simple lyric poem
FREEDOM
Freedom Slows down.. the beats of sorrow Dawn on Earth immune the Space Day dreaming loves the rhyme As nights of mine go insane And sound s of breezes are the blinks of your eyes Like the morning light which strikes the Time I need to recall,a
...lonly beach...
...most hated thing lonliness...
Best feeling in the world
Keeps your love in your heart
desperado
from the top of my head
Be careful of what you ask for...
God's own Will for us always supersedes what we want for ourselves, so we need to be mindful of that when we ask, and wait, for His response.??
All new the world
The poem is just a little try of one dream for love,how it must be love can to me.............
You
The lyrics of a song... All my time has gone All my hope has gone All my life I wondered who would come... (Chorus - between each verse and alt at and) You are my 'one' You are the sun You are the light that makes me see You stepped in
MIRROR
The mirror of the mind like life's wheel of Time of day's and night's breath of tears moment shines.. You never know what is the next you never know what is the best. You always guess,you always try you always mind if worths the try.. And l
RE: Losing yourself.........
Hi Jesse..........Thanks mate well that pretty much sums it up ......here's hoping the process works well for you as it did for me ....i think it helps if you ramble as well ...he he .....Regards Nu...
RE: Waking Up
Incredibly beautiful, incredibly talented. Thank you, Anna...
RE: While I Slept
very beautifully drawn love how you drew this...
RE: Allegory
Hi, marikia, enisled, perhaps; but, connected through Poet's Corner, in a world of boats and planes - and words that walk across water. Enjoyed your write of the watery plain....
RE: THE DARK
P.S. hope you won't become part of the dark. lol...
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