you will be free
This poem is about the people in occupied Palestine.
what am i?? (solved by mr. swade)
i'm the strongest material in the world but you can tear me with one swipe of your hand i'm all over but most noticeable in the fall
ode underwater
I've got this listing, sinking feeling that I owed most of my life to my bank. Hands in the air, reaching for debt ceiling, yet another fine mess, with no one to thank. Guns all put down, the pen reigns mightier can't fight the bank, let alone
Two birds of prey…
Two birds of prey… are hitched to my buggy, One white, one black, The white one represents the love that surrounds, The black one, the murkiness that diminishes me, that draws me into the illusion…, They’re forever in a contest for my allegiance
what a world
just wrote it.
No bitterness No hate
Inspired by 'Mundarek'a band of aboriginal musicians travelling the country inspiring positive emotions in aboriginal communities........
Belief in fact
A poem about perspective. Once a group of people believe something, it is near impossible to convince them otherwise. You can present "facts"; they have their own "facts". There is no unalterable way to prove who's right or wrong, because the concept of right and wrong itself is human and flawed. As a result we have "belief", and war over blame and ideology, i.e. :"We believe that it's wrong to kill as X nation does, so we have to kill as many of them as we can". Or executing someone for murder. It's ludicrous.
A Bubble of Poison Gas
One planet for us all...lets all save it!!
Glimpses of unum…
Definition for: unum accusative singular masculine of unus, one nominative and accusative singular neuter of unus, one As a healer, I witness suffering daily, I have a very soft spot for those in distress among us, More so for those whose
'smart alec'....a composition...
A "smart alec" is a person regarded as obnoxiously self-assertive and impudent. Various sources suggest that Alec Hoag was given the sobriquet of "smart Alec" by the police for being a resourceful thief who outsmarted himself by trying to avoid paying graft.
seasoned spring
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/reform
Miracles...
Expect a miracle today, and I guarantee you’ll see one, Kinesiologists teach us that of the 65,000 thoughts we have per day, its only about 7 high-vibration/loving thoughts that counter-balance the other 64,993 low-vibration/negative thoughts and ke
i love you ....
I love you so I know that the road to long-impossible I know you're queen of women I have no alternative I know that the time of nostalgia ended Matt and sweet talk ... Why do not women say I love you so ... ... I love you so
Terror's birth
Osama was just a bullet fired from a gun in Uncle Sam’s hand Ameristani birth against a hammer and sickle held land The enemy of our enemies is still just a killer with a gun Children’s textbook jihad and the blowback had begun Al Qaida and the T
iLife
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The Hate. b 9/11/2001 - d 5/1/2011
* yesterday being Sunday 1st May 2011
New Balance
Started in 1969, "Project Bread's Walk for Hunger is the oldest continual pledge walk in the United States and the largest annual one-day fundraiser to alleviate local hunger in Massachusetts."
So Few are They Whose Legion is Peace
So few are they whose legion is peace. Did Columbus chase stillness beyond tumultuous seas? Sails and oars were manned by dissidents, genocide is patent. Prayers and spreads with huge birds were answered with reservations, provisions like
right vs wrong…
if you’re ‘right’, someone has to be ‘wrong’, not so long ago we were burnt at the stake for being wrong, now, that is not right, well, what changed that right to a wrong? a simple change of thought-bundles… so, we now have the current se
MONSTER
This song was written around 1968 during the heyday of Vietnam and national unrest. But, I feel it can be applied to any time frame, or to any nation for that matter. Tears filled my eyes as I typed this, just as they always have when I would hear the song. I was going to write a long-winded dissertation of the futility of humanity, but I am afraid there wouldn't be the space available. I will say this...there is little that is humane about humanity. Yes, there are pockets of folks and a few organizations that at least try to help their brother, but they have become and probably always were merely a proverbial 'drop in the bucket'. Wish we could fill that bucket...
Come Lie Down With Me
The struggles that people face
Take This Moment
This poem is for my Beautiful Country " SYRIA " It's been 3 Days that I couldn't sleep over the news and for what's going on there .. It's Sad to see this Wonderful Home being ruined And destroied like that :-( Im so Sad .. Never felt the way I feel right now ..
Made in China
How broad can bald eagle spread wings? Over Gag and Magog, to the east, and the place of morning calm When she is molting a spot is unclothed, New Orleans in the south Red China swelling in Asia with great sway An occult war manufact
The Gift
to much poverty in this world..........
“…the peace that transcendeth all understanding…”
“…the peace that transcendeth all understanding…” the bible Stop and think for a moment, what do all of us desire most? “…peace of mind…” All other needs are like a pyrrhic victory, sans a settled mind, Most of us spend volumes of hours tinker
Triped: The Way a Man Must Stand
Triped, that’s me standing Set on all three, like three sides to a story The one leg, medial, is key to fruitfulness and who would not want to enter, of the host to whom this step is given? Is there another door, one from which
First time
Dont put the hammer down on me Dont put the hammer down on me You've made a mistake,cant you see I'm supposed to be free Dont put those chains on me Dont put those chains on me Whe're all the facts to be I'm supposed to be free Dont s
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sent by one of my best friends
You The Reader
A sad look at some peoples lives.
What future
look around and you will see
Form-idable
take note all the asterisked fields are absolutely positively required want more information soon revealed of your further actions to be mired you must supply your date of birth and the maiden name of your mother data collected of calculable
My way…
obviously, some things were written tongue-in-cheek…
hue-man
I have obviously been very facetious with this write in order to bring my point across, no offense meant to anyone, please, love and light…
"The Web doesn´t seem so helpful"
Flowing my sentimental stream My heart sets on fire Living an empty dream Overcoming any lustful desire Playing "hide and seek"... Internet is a good excuse... My feelings are so meek And i never use them neither abuse...
"Set me free!"
Now i am drinking a cold glass of beer at a bar Surrounded by drunk and weird people... I know you are so far... And so i touch my left nipple... Trying to feel my heart beating... Hopefully i am still alive I realize a powerful feeling: I wil
Dracula Moon...
In the shadows of the moon hides the ancient reptile, Blood-starved eyes watching, biding its time, Just waiting for you to make a mistake, Any mistake will do... Why? I’ve asked myself the question a thousand times, Why does the reptile prey
"The Artists´s Ball"
The brazilian Carnival(Carnaval) is coming soon... Last Friday i went to a pre-carnival ball It seems i was living at a cartoon Lost in a huge Music Hall Listening to old samba hits The stage full of lights and mists Lots of people with "tropic
True-Number News
700 foreign troops killed 2010 minimum Afghan casualties far higher far higher? where is the news how many Taliban? how many innocents? a decade of loss on all sides but where are the true numbers? which life does not get counted?
~free cee!~ SAYS LISTEN UP-I AM ABOUT TO SHOW YOU
THAT WAS A LOVE POEM
~free cee!~ SAYS LISTEN UP-I AM ABOUT TO SHOW YOU
THAT WAS A LOVE POEM
"Unforgiven lost lamb"
i am living my "personal exile" where i dwell nowadays and people from here don´t understand my "foreign culture"(i was born in another State at my country)... i am facing people full of prejudices and ordinary misconceptions... i seem a wanderer here to most of them...
L-E-A-V-E
Following thirty years of power building, rife with billions taken from the people, land and life Soles now upturned facing toward heaven’s light LEAVE spelling out dis- respect through all the strife A nation’s self-portrait Tahrir Squa