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smile
:-) and the world smiles with you
Frown and they will pass you by
Say hallo and a hi and smile goes a long way
Be miserable they don't want to know
Alone you will be
Not a sole will want you
Cry and cry alone you will be
Sad and depressed
Your days long and dark
Sadness you dwell upoun
Emptieness
In a rut you become
Dependant on depresants you becum
So briten your day do not dwell
Get out of bed
Smile its a new day
Frown and they will pass you by
Say hallo and a hi and smile goes a long way
Be miserable they don't want to know
Alone you will be
Not a sole will want you
Cry and cry alone you will be
Sad and depressed
Your days long and dark
Sadness you dwell upoun
Emptieness
In a rut you become
Dependant on depresants you becum
So briten your day do not dwell
Get out of bed
Smile its a new day
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Posted: Nov 2013
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A soldiers body
Darling your head is held low darling your chin touches your chest
Honey this head was once held high, a helmet upon it I thought I could reach the sky
Darling your eyes seem cold and distant darling those eyes I've never know
Honey these eyes have seen battle honey these eyes have seen many men die
Darling your ears why must you shield them. You cover them most of the time
Honey these ears have heard the screams no man should give honey ears they remember what it was like at the front of the line
Darling your mouth it's thin and it quivers, darling you you wake up screaming at night
Honey I know what the truth is but I must keep it inside. Honey I wake shouting for my men to retreat, to back away from the land mines
Darling your back it stoops over darling your shoulders sag
Honey my back carried many men from both side darling these shoulder carry the guilt of a war
Darling your hands they shake and tremble, why do you hide and wipe your palms
Honey these hands have a rifle. Honey these hands have killed. I try to hide what only I can see, the blood that stains these palms
Darling your feet you stumble and you shuffle, I've never a man walk so
Honey these feet have been to battle, stood beside my men with pride. Honey these feet carried me away from death.
Darling your soul seems weak and weary, darling your soul seems so old
Honey I have been to battle, honey I was in a war. All of the truth was not as I knew it. I carry a battle I'll never forget. Honey I am so lost.
Darling why not put it behind you? You have every right to move on.
Honey I can't put this behind me. It has become part of my soul. I wish I could remember what this body did that was any good
Darling your head is good with plans to get men home safe. Darling your eyes see what's around you keeping many alive. Darling those ears have heard laughter from your men in the foxhole. Darling your mouth holds a strong voice. one that sings your a grand old flag. Darling your back had carried unknown children who wanted to play. Darling your hands remained steady when you salute your flag. Darling your feet were sure and steady when you met your men for the first time. Darling your soul will never forget but you have to let go. Darling your here and that is what matters. You brought many back that should not be alive. You have known war and been to battle but you cannot live in the past. So raise your chin, hold your head high. Salute the flag. Remember the reason why you went to war and why our flag flies.
Honey this head was once held high, a helmet upon it I thought I could reach the sky
Darling your eyes seem cold and distant darling those eyes I've never know
Honey these eyes have seen battle honey these eyes have seen many men die
Darling your ears why must you shield them. You cover them most of the time
Honey these ears have heard the screams no man should give honey ears they remember what it was like at the front of the line
Darling your mouth it's thin and it quivers, darling you you wake up screaming at night
Honey I know what the truth is but I must keep it inside. Honey I wake shouting for my men to retreat, to back away from the land mines
Darling your back it stoops over darling your shoulders sag
Honey my back carried many men from both side darling these shoulder carry the guilt of a war
Darling your hands they shake and tremble, why do you hide and wipe your palms
Honey these hands have a rifle. Honey these hands have killed. I try to hide what only I can see, the blood that stains these palms
Darling your feet you stumble and you shuffle, I've never a man walk so
Honey these feet have been to battle, stood beside my men with pride. Honey these feet carried me away from death.
Darling your soul seems weak and weary, darling your soul seems so old
Honey I have been to battle, honey I was in a war. All of the truth was not as I knew it. I carry a battle I'll never forget. Honey I am so lost.
Darling why not put it behind you? You have every right to move on.
Honey I can't put this behind me. It has become part of my soul. I wish I could remember what this body did that was any good
Darling your head is good with plans to get men home safe. Darling your eyes see what's around you keeping many alive. Darling those ears have heard laughter from your men in the foxhole. Darling your mouth holds a strong voice. one that sings your a grand old flag. Darling your back had carried unknown children who wanted to play. Darling your hands remained steady when you salute your flag. Darling your feet were sure and steady when you met your men for the first time. Darling your soul will never forget but you have to let go. Darling your here and that is what matters. You brought many back that should not be alive. You have known war and been to battle but you cannot live in the past. So raise your chin, hold your head high. Salute the flag. Remember the reason why you went to war and why our flag flies.
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
I dreamed this conversation and had to share it. Hope you agree
New Chapter in the Life of I
My mind grows tired, the cigarette refused to burn
These hard worn hands, wont stop their shaking!!
Thumbling with lighter; now the second time I drop.
My thoughts keeps ticking, 'please just make it stop'
Lost in a strange, unfamiliar, environment
God has forsaken this place
For now i can see
The true meaning of poverty
For the hungry and the homeless
Fill already busy streets
The strong trembling the weak
The profound nonsense,
which is Vietnam of modern today.
The wealthy flaunt their riches
Putting their assets on show
Those who are less fortunate
Servants and human slave
Waiting on tips and opportunities
Greed and corruption, publicly hides,
Sheltered by deep pockets, and egoistic fiends
Culturally unbound and left with imitations
A country living on Foreign Direct Investment or FDIs
Bribery a business and social tool
Where is the love? Why so much lies?
Will I sell my soul or will I survive?
Time will tell; another chapter within my life.
These hard worn hands, wont stop their shaking!!
Thumbling with lighter; now the second time I drop.
My thoughts keeps ticking, 'please just make it stop'
Lost in a strange, unfamiliar, environment
God has forsaken this place
For now i can see
The true meaning of poverty
For the hungry and the homeless
Fill already busy streets
The strong trembling the weak
The profound nonsense,
which is Vietnam of modern today.
The wealthy flaunt their riches
Putting their assets on show
Those who are less fortunate
Servants and human slave
Waiting on tips and opportunities
Greed and corruption, publicly hides,
Sheltered by deep pockets, and egoistic fiends
Culturally unbound and left with imitations
A country living on Foreign Direct Investment or FDIs
Bribery a business and social tool
Where is the love? Why so much lies?
Will I sell my soul or will I survive?
Time will tell; another chapter within my life.
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Posted: Oct 2013
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Letter to the world V: The Shut down edition
I swear politicians learned nothing from the attack on our soil,
That when we are knocked down we get up with a violent recoil.
Now they threaten and play childish games with our wages,
Passing bills around like a actor getting a script in stages.
We are millions who just want to enjoy the tranquil,
Not to have to find out what comes with an independence war sequel.
Forget you're party and remember we are one nation,
So either get on the freedom train or stay still on the station.
That when we are knocked down we get up with a violent recoil.
Now they threaten and play childish games with our wages,
Passing bills around like a actor getting a script in stages.
We are millions who just want to enjoy the tranquil,
Not to have to find out what comes with an independence war sequel.
Forget you're party and remember we are one nation,
So either get on the freedom train or stay still on the station.
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Posted: Sep 2013
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Freedom
Lay very still behind your covered ridge
For the night is live with anxious moments
March the Redcoats out from the high ground ledge
And be careful now to hide your comments
Such enduring freedom not forgotten
Lay all your muskets loaded in the breech
With the hope you have some dry guncottton
Taking aim inside your shot that will reach
For what is brother against another
A war be fought in making a nation
Really stands apart one from the other
But through empirical observation
For history marks upon the ages
Our freedom will never live in cages
For the night is live with anxious moments
March the Redcoats out from the high ground ledge
And be careful now to hide your comments
Such enduring freedom not forgotten
Lay all your muskets loaded in the breech
With the hope you have some dry guncottton
Taking aim inside your shot that will reach
For what is brother against another
A war be fought in making a nation
Really stands apart one from the other
But through empirical observation
For history marks upon the ages
Our freedom will never live in cages
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Reflecting back on my country's origins
Riddled Past
Run! run, run some more! Run, run for ever more!
with wolves, hyaenas and beasts, alongside Thor
protecting, so you thought was there to keep
only to have hold then lose again and weep.
Time has passed in the everlasting deep Abyss
so it seemed, time travelled in hot pursueded bliss
but never to been found or seen again to this day
still calling out helplessly mayday! mayday!mayday!
Particules of universal black mass sold to the vendee
whales, dolphins and slaves alike silenced by man at sea
discharged without honour or degree, simply dispersed!
Manmade shelter above the trees submissively coerced.
Fading and wasting away, slowly without meaningful hold
sunshine trying to warm the bones but night wins with its cold
Stars journeyed to a nearby path of plentiful crossroads
still silently and motionless deciphering original codes.
Stop! Stop! Stop! no more! Stop now! Stop! no more!
but wolves, hyaenas and beasts already slaughtered Thor!
with wolves, hyaenas and beasts, alongside Thor
protecting, so you thought was there to keep
only to have hold then lose again and weep.
Time has passed in the everlasting deep Abyss
so it seemed, time travelled in hot pursueded bliss
but never to been found or seen again to this day
still calling out helplessly mayday! mayday!mayday!
Particules of universal black mass sold to the vendee
whales, dolphins and slaves alike silenced by man at sea
discharged without honour or degree, simply dispersed!
Manmade shelter above the trees submissively coerced.
Fading and wasting away, slowly without meaningful hold
sunshine trying to warm the bones but night wins with its cold
Stars journeyed to a nearby path of plentiful crossroads
still silently and motionless deciphering original codes.
Stop! Stop! Stop! no more! Stop now! Stop! no more!
but wolves, hyaenas and beasts already slaughtered Thor!
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
Riddles speak of truth."It All Starts Over Again"
We will cry, and we will shout. But will the angels hear our call?
We will cry, and we will shout. But will the angels hear our call?
I hear the screams of children running, I hear the sounds of people gunning.
I see the bombs flashing in the sky, as my mind is screaming, "Why?"
Why fight this useless battle, why fight this useless war.
In 20 years we'll all be back to fight for something more.
This scarred flag that we all fly, raising high to show our pride.
Hides the fact that we are shamed by our leaders that have lied.
Greed is the motive that our leaders use to fight.
Yet they hide behind their words and they hide behind our strife.
Their banks are packed tightly up to the brim, their futures bright while ours are dim.
They fly around in their expensive jets, while we're up to our eyes in debt.
So will we fight for our right to ignite our inner light?
Or will we fall to them all and crawl to their call?
Stand up! Scream it! We don't want any more of this.
Rise up! Speak out! We are done with this.
It all solves nothing, because in the end.
It all starts over again.
A wife sits with a baby at her home, crying as she clutches onto the phone.
In another country, in another land, there is another family that would understand.
Two apparent enemies, their families torn apart.
By a war that none of them ever had any part.
An oprhaned child sits all alone on the streets.
His parents killed by strangers marching in fleets.
The innocence in our hearts dying as our soldiers stand to fight.
The hope in our hearts dying as our soldiers fall to the plight.
They all claim that they are doing what's best, meanwhile all of our voices are oppressed.
Yet their family and friends are all protected, while the rest of us are affected.
So will we fight for our right to ignite our inner light?
Or will we fall to them all and crawl to their call?
Stand up! Scream it! We don't want any more of this.
Rise up! Speak out! We are done with this.
It all solves nothing, because in the end.
It all starts over again.
So will we fight for our right to ignite our inner light?
Or will we fall to them all and crawl to their call?
Stand up! Scream it! We don't want any more of this.
Rise up! Speak out! We are done with this.
It all solves nothing, because in the end.
It all starts over again.
We will cry, and we will shout. But will the angels hear our call?
We will cry, and we will shout. But will the angels hear our call?
Oh, oh, beware. It will all start over again....
We will cry, and we will shout. But will the angels hear our call?
I hear the screams of children running, I hear the sounds of people gunning.
I see the bombs flashing in the sky, as my mind is screaming, "Why?"
Why fight this useless battle, why fight this useless war.
In 20 years we'll all be back to fight for something more.
This scarred flag that we all fly, raising high to show our pride.
Hides the fact that we are shamed by our leaders that have lied.
Greed is the motive that our leaders use to fight.
Yet they hide behind their words and they hide behind our strife.
Their banks are packed tightly up to the brim, their futures bright while ours are dim.
They fly around in their expensive jets, while we're up to our eyes in debt.
So will we fight for our right to ignite our inner light?
Or will we fall to them all and crawl to their call?
Stand up! Scream it! We don't want any more of this.
Rise up! Speak out! We are done with this.
It all solves nothing, because in the end.
It all starts over again.
A wife sits with a baby at her home, crying as she clutches onto the phone.
In another country, in another land, there is another family that would understand.
Two apparent enemies, their families torn apart.
By a war that none of them ever had any part.
An oprhaned child sits all alone on the streets.
His parents killed by strangers marching in fleets.
The innocence in our hearts dying as our soldiers stand to fight.
The hope in our hearts dying as our soldiers fall to the plight.
They all claim that they are doing what's best, meanwhile all of our voices are oppressed.
Yet their family and friends are all protected, while the rest of us are affected.
So will we fight for our right to ignite our inner light?
Or will we fall to them all and crawl to their call?
Stand up! Scream it! We don't want any more of this.
Rise up! Speak out! We are done with this.
It all solves nothing, because in the end.
It all starts over again.
So will we fight for our right to ignite our inner light?
Or will we fall to them all and crawl to their call?
Stand up! Scream it! We don't want any more of this.
Rise up! Speak out! We are done with this.
It all solves nothing, because in the end.
It all starts over again.
We will cry, and we will shout. But will the angels hear our call?
We will cry, and we will shout. But will the angels hear our call?
Oh, oh, beware. It will all start over again....
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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
This is obviously a war song. I'm in the middle of writing a story, and it in the main character is fighting in a war she has no choice but to participate in. I wrote this song as sort of a "background song" to them marching to an ongoing battle. It is a mix of rap/metal. Italics are of a regular, flowing singing (by a woman in my head), while the rest is harsher obviously, (this time in my head, it's a male.) However it pops up in your head is up to you though.
The New World War
Bang-Bang goes the gun as we hide away from time
This book and pen is all I've got left to say is mine
There's a fire in this beating heart, and it only beats for you
Thousands of candles in this dark, but still can't seem to find you
You're all I'm looking for in this , my time of need
I would fight through every war and sail the seven seas
Come high tide or comets dear, I won't run away
If I ever disappear,please let this memory stay-
Look into my eyes, see what they'll say
See the shinning light, see our new day
If I'm going to fight, then I'll fight long and hard
I've got to pack my bags, ohhhh the time has come.
This book and pen is all I've got left to say is mine
There's a fire in this beating heart, and it only beats for you
Thousands of candles in this dark, but still can't seem to find you
You're all I'm looking for in this , my time of need
I would fight through every war and sail the seven seas
Come high tide or comets dear, I won't run away
If I ever disappear,please let this memory stay-
Look into my eyes, see what they'll say
See the shinning light, see our new day
If I'm going to fight, then I'll fight long and hard
I've got to pack my bags, ohhhh the time has come.
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Posted: Jun 2013
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online today!SINGAPORE
Singapore not a place to be,
If you love guns but can't keep,
The laws here are Damm strict,
With fines and canning for the law you break.
Just try spitting or chewing a bubble gum and you'll see.
You be at the dock before you can say cheese,
Clean and green is our sunny city,
With shopping malls to tease your senses freely.
Remember we are also world's food paradise,
What you want and need you can get it easily,
We also have the world's first and only Night Safari,
And anytime anywhere water and electricity.
English is our medium speaking language,
Others included is Tamil,Malay and Mandarin,
You Will be greeted with the warmest smile,
From the natives that comes in all form of lifestyles.
Help is never far away,
Don't mistake me for a moment,
I'm not here to sell you my country,
Just saying it honestly and faithfully,
We have the ugliest road users in Asia,
Count your blessing on the road if you are a motorist,
For men this is a special warning,
The public toilet is not for the faint hearted!
If you love guns but can't keep,
The laws here are Damm strict,
With fines and canning for the law you break.
Just try spitting or chewing a bubble gum and you'll see.
You be at the dock before you can say cheese,
Clean and green is our sunny city,
With shopping malls to tease your senses freely.
Remember we are also world's food paradise,
What you want and need you can get it easily,
We also have the world's first and only Night Safari,
And anytime anywhere water and electricity.
English is our medium speaking language,
Others included is Tamil,Malay and Mandarin,
You Will be greeted with the warmest smile,
From the natives that comes in all form of lifestyles.
Help is never far away,
Don't mistake me for a moment,
I'm not here to sell you my country,
Just saying it honestly and faithfully,
We have the ugliest road users in Asia,
Count your blessing on the road if you are a motorist,
For men this is a special warning,
The public toilet is not for the faint hearted!
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Posted: May 2013
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A new day is coming
A new day is coming or should I say it's already here
They've come to take peace from the world until we are living in fear
Hiding behind a mask never showing there face
Here for the glory but they will find disgrace
If you don't go with the flow you have turned
If you play with fire your sure to get burned
The stage has been set for tribulation and despair
They hide their intentions to keep us unaware
Driven by there desire for control feeding on greed
They want us to be In need of the hand that will feed
If you get in there way you will surely bleed
The rage is growing they already planted the seed
Break away as far as you can go
Never look back they will reap what they so
Take a stand, together we can overthrow
Lets put them in their place 6 feet below
They've come to take peace from the world until we are living in fear
Hiding behind a mask never showing there face
Here for the glory but they will find disgrace
If you don't go with the flow you have turned
If you play with fire your sure to get burned
The stage has been set for tribulation and despair
They hide their intentions to keep us unaware
Driven by there desire for control feeding on greed
They want us to be In need of the hand that will feed
If you get in there way you will surely bleed
The rage is growing they already planted the seed
Break away as far as you can go
Never look back they will reap what they so
Take a stand, together we can overthrow
Lets put them in their place 6 feet below
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Posted: May 2013
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