Just don't!
Secret intelligence from the survelliance "mast", shows life cant continue, it's growing too fast, ozone layers, emissions from cars, carbon footprints, it just can't last, The earth is heating up all too soon, the ice cap is melting, it's no
The Rain
I wrote this 11-10-1997. This song is about the change of seasons. The Rain tells a small example of a story of it, I suppose in a psychedelic sense!
Just for them
I could write about the rose that grows, its beauty, coulourful and majestifully superior, but I wont, I could not give a f*ck, I dont give a f*ck about America, China, Russia,, I don't believe in CNN, FOX, BBC, OR EVEN RTE, my life revolves around
My heart Beats
I wrote it for the love of art,especially poetry and yah...im single
the cowboy and the mermaid
there's a golden sun on a spinning wheel there's a yellow fleck in a pan full of steel there's the fire I spat and the breath I once drew there's work that I'm doing and the work that I do there's a girl, half fish singing songs abo
you
If I could hold the quill of truth over the page of unfolding story and hold it still and let the page itself write the words of your defining glory if I could see the candle that lights the table beside your bed and see that light
World OF Dreams
The lyrics on my new song to be heard on broadcast yourself...enjoy I am not a good singer...but someone has to do it.
The waiting
just playing around
Tomorrow!
I think I have lost tomorrow, it was here yesterday, I have searched in everyway, it wont reappear come what may, So, I must adhere to what is here, so tomorrow is now, and this is what I see, what
YOU
To use a different metaphor who were you before? before you were this you, were you another U2? and will you be you after this you? And how many you's have there been? How many you's will there be? And if you are the only you, well,
What?
The walls fall and the debris call, to me, a part of being, now seeing, shut it down and start again, never will that be, Words that mean nothing really mean a lot, don't sweat the small stuff, sometimes enough is enough, Open mind, closed
Come on
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To The Bottom Of The Sea
Wrote this one 11-15-1997. This is one of my songs to where I wrote out the chorus and then lead vocals instead of the other way around. Until then
Victory Sunrise
For Vicky.. May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Words Of Love Act:2
This is the second part I wrote in 1993.
Letting Love Lead
I wrote this 6-20-2022. This is a sad, sentimental song that we've all had a taste of, or perhaps still has a taste in our mouth from yesterday's life. When I wrote this, I wrote it here before placing on paper/ music sheets. So, this is an original first draft without music or rewriting, adding more or subtracting less. Until then...
Suicidal Games
I wrote this 4-20-2011. This was written within the same time frame of when I wrote What I've Done and Rock n Roll Star, within hours I mean. This is one I played around with "shock rock" but it seemed more laid back and mellow; for it sounded better!
Easy Living
Wrote this 6-9-2023. I thought of writing something Rock off a scale of the days of yore of Rock! Perhaps something like a modern-day oldie with rock, blues, and jazz style, or maybe something more The sound somewhat modern studio wise, but the vocals, the group, very old school style. Let's day the 50's early 60's? An interesting aspect, eh? lol Until then
You Fool No One
3-8-2022 was when I wrote this one. I liked the idea of a rock/jazz sound that alters during the music styles, yet still keeps the same beat and tone.... Almost?
Love and the night
Not me, ChatGPT again filling in a quiet period of poetry, where are our poets, all enjoying summer in the north no doubt
Me, or You
Whats the diffeence between me and you? nothing!,, unless you believe what you are told is true,and ,,, of course you do,,,what is your idea of life?,, born from your imagination? or someone else'? you live what you are told,,, nothing wrong,, its a
the last Irish wolf, 1786
to the day the darkness brings an end I am the last Irish wolf the darkness is my friend they killed me and they skinned me as the virgin snows a'fell but the tavern's cheers are qualified they know I wait in hell I am the pee
Life
I feel a burden in my life Having no one in my life It's too hard to wake up Seeing no one by my side Request for a lady to come Into my life to be on my side I will feel satisfied to have A loving wife may be from Long distance but generou
Same old story!
A Winter's day in Summer, A Summer's day in Winter, A promise kept, A promise broken, A pact un-kept, A love unspoken, Different days, and different ways, Different eyes and different lies, Different you and different me, Different times
"THE 3 A.M BREAKDOWN"
About a temporary setback in terms of mental health ...
The truth will prevail!
The lies of today will fall on the shoulders of the young tomorrow, look back in sorrow, record for posterity, the truth, the reality of how this came to be and what we saw, and what we see, should never again come to be!
Loving all!
The simplicity of love , can be, lost in diversity,, love can't sustain the reality, of life,,,love is benign, the idea,, show it anything it cant understand and it dies, love is fickle, love is nothing, love is real,, love is love,,, its what we f
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There’s no script for life! but it seems to me it seems to be, Lights, camera action all of the time, The director is YOU, it makes no sense, no reason Or no rhyme , to fall in line all of the time. We are not actors in a stage play, we are crea
How Long Will I Love You
Sharing the lyrics of this beautiful love song in dedication to my loved ones some of whom have passed away, some still present
Lies of the heart
This short poem it's about a married man who sleeps around.
Youthful
When I talked to the young, they had no reply, except to say, We are young, it's you that will die, I tried to explain life does not work that way, its all fun and games, until the day, the day that you pay, And no one does know, from day to day,
Tomorrow? Maybe!
Tomorrow is the start of what we want to be, tomorrow is the future, tomorrow is the key, And all that life has shown me, and all I want to see, is for tomorrow to make a difference, and that tomorrow may make.................sense!
Space Invaders
When that moment comes, before sleep invades your space, Just for an instant, you can dictate tomorrow in this place, The star of this show will be someone you know, Where you can go, where you reside with nothing to hide, Tomorrow can be your sh
US
I find that life can f*ck you, leave you all alone,I never asked to be here, I never knew I would, I never changed my world, you came into my life miraculously as one that I could see, I fell in love, instantly ,,, and its always been,,, just you and
You Are!
Do you know? You are the star in your own show You are the light shining bright You are the spark and you are the fire You are the low and you are the higher You are the day and you are the night You are the good and you are the bad You are th
Gold...
I got this woman, she bleeds love, As warm as possible, This woman love's me, True as content, She's my best friend and lover, I build my life in her skin, Cross every barrier, Close each monster, Drive through all my mistakes, she
Lies
I dare to wake stumbling through heavens gate, beauty abounds and noone knows, cept me, I see, creations gift, this picture born, imaginaton scorn, but tis the beauty of life, Tis nothing new, for those fortunate few, who live this way....ever
Why?
Why?, Why? does there need to be an answer to existence, Why not exist? No one knows, where we go, where this all goes, if we could only stop looking, we may enjoy being here! Lets all just drink Tennessee whiskey and then go to bed!
Being Alive
If there is an art to writing or poetry, it comes from the heart not what you see, and all lifes troubles and happiness, are all laid bare, more or less, thats a wonderful gift given to few, the ability to express the real you, in words and thymes, t
Loving you
This poem is about the veracity between a man and a woman, the man tries to seduce her, she wants but is proud .. This poem was created on January 1, 1999 ..
Colours!
Colours……………., colours mean so much don’t they? They can define your day, blue or grey, Or soothing and colourful, feel the hint of spring On it’s way, Blue is cold, like a winters day, ….but snow, snow Brings out the child in you for you to
when
when I tamed rage and tried anew a road emerged that led to you when I quit work and made a career I fed with tune my starving ear when darkness fell about my boot I shed the cloak that hid the truth when I buried hate and t
RE: The forgotten life...
[ rodeo season in Houston???] Oh man! brings back the fondest of memories!!! Thanks for your encouragement dear Jazzy......
RE: My Love
Thank you lastwaltz I went out to see the moon last night and twas not so bright my star without the moon by its side...
RE: Honest Man's Death
Compassionate write Kick. Sometimes it feels like nobody cares and no one notices the good a person does. But there are many good people who notice I believe. Good people like you who write such poems. p.s. the Old Hag sends her reguards.....
RE: Just don't sit there - (Foreveryours)
I kinda feel the same as adjhe Danesh. I've never gone back nor ask anyone to come back. I use to believe if you want something so badly you must fight for it. I learnt later in life this is quite true except when it comes to love. Love is eithe...
RE: WindyOndos This Is 4 Thee May Your Love Soar free
It is quite cool to think of Windy and Ondos finding each other here Adjhe It's lovely to see people's dreams coming true for real. I just wish everyone could be so lucky...
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