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Wheels of the mind.
The wheels of the mind move around and around
Like a ship on an ocean heading southward bound
The destination is set but the route unsure
As our minds first thoughts must be so pure.
We instill in our minds throughout our lives
The routes to travel like bees to their hives
But what we dont know is we set and distort
From a child to an adult we try to learn to sort
The lies and untruths that are said in our age
Are put their to try and protect like a cage
Parents truly beleive that they are doing their best
But it is later in life that we are put to the test.
For as we grow older and we duly find
No need for such rubbish thats stuffed in our mind
If we could only remember to sort out what we really need
Only then can we become a most peaceful breed.
Like a ship on an ocean heading southward bound
The destination is set but the route unsure
As our minds first thoughts must be so pure.
We instill in our minds throughout our lives
The routes to travel like bees to their hives
But what we dont know is we set and distort
From a child to an adult we try to learn to sort
The lies and untruths that are said in our age
Are put their to try and protect like a cage
Parents truly beleive that they are doing their best
But it is later in life that we are put to the test.
For as we grow older and we duly find
No need for such rubbish thats stuffed in our mind
If we could only remember to sort out what we really need
Only then can we become a most peaceful breed.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
Born from frustration about me own upbringing
Children for Presidents *C2 Challenge*
The world as we know it will soon be exchanged...
Replaced with a world that's so beautifully arranged...
Estranged they were lost, their parents deranged...
Yet found themselves willing to change...
The purest of heart they're unwilling to fight...
Resistance of hate is their purest delight...
Soon there will be no more wars or contentions...
Just give them the proper attention....
Replaced with a world that's so beautifully arranged...
Estranged they were lost, their parents deranged...
Yet found themselves willing to change...
The purest of heart they're unwilling to fight...
Resistance of hate is their purest delight...
Soon there will be no more wars or contentions...
Just give them the proper attention....
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
Lets kick out these world leaders and nominate children to rule the world. 2015.
If he would only call
So many days have come and
gone, still no word from him..
She wrapped her pink blanket
tightly around her and rocked
back and forth
'Where is he, she sobbed?'I need
him so much.'
She had marked X's on her calendar
for all those lost and lonely days,a
wrenching eighteen months without
his hugs and the way he'd twirl her
around the room..
She picked up pen and paper and
drew picture after picture of all those sunny
days and fun walks in the park
The days dragged on which turned
into more months
Not even a letter! 'Did something
happen to him she gasped?'
It's not like him to stay away for
so long..'
Overcome with grief, she just decided
to take a long walk in the rain
She put on her boots and twirled her little
red umbrella kicking through puddles as
she went
Just then the town bus slowed
to a stop and amidst the pouring
rain a man emerged from the bus
with a cane and limp
She stood there in total
disbelief
It was him!
It was daddy home from
the war!
He dropped his cane holding
his arms wide and his little nine
year old girl squealed with joy
'I was hurt and in the hospital
darling and my strength to poor
to write
He pulled a stack of his
little girls letters from his
nap sack and said, 'You
kept me alive my precious..
Let's go home..'
gone, still no word from him..
She wrapped her pink blanket
tightly around her and rocked
back and forth
'Where is he, she sobbed?'I need
him so much.'
She had marked X's on her calendar
for all those lost and lonely days,a
wrenching eighteen months without
his hugs and the way he'd twirl her
around the room..
She picked up pen and paper and
drew picture after picture of all those sunny
days and fun walks in the park
The days dragged on which turned
into more months
Not even a letter! 'Did something
happen to him she gasped?'
It's not like him to stay away for
so long..'
Overcome with grief, she just decided
to take a long walk in the rain
She put on her boots and twirled her little
red umbrella kicking through puddles as
she went
Just then the town bus slowed
to a stop and amidst the pouring
rain a man emerged from the bus
with a cane and limp
She stood there in total
disbelief
It was him!
It was daddy home from
the war!
He dropped his cane holding
his arms wide and his little nine
year old girl squealed with joy
'I was hurt and in the hospital
darling and my strength to poor
to write
He pulled a stack of his
little girls letters from his
nap sack and said, 'You
kept me alive my precious..
Let's go home..'
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Posted: May 2014
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Ohh The Birthday Candles
Ohh... The Birthday Candles
You-Better-Make-It-Fast->
You Got To Blow So Many,
How Will You Make It Last?
You-Better-Make-It-Fast->
You Got To Blow So Many,
How Will You Make It Last?
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Posted: Apr 2014
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crazy world
crazy world crazy world crazy world crazy world crazy world crazy world crazy world crazy world crazy world
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
crazy world
Pain
I just can't think,
I'm losing control,
The pain that's inside,
Cuts straight to my soul,
Deep, dark and empty,
Tired of living in sin,
My mind starts to wonder.
Where should I begin?
Should I start as child,
When my step-dad used to beat me?
Or, should I be 18,
When I thought love always escaped me?
I'd never known happiness,
Or felt loves truest form,
Now deep in my mild,
Rages a violent storm.
I'm losing control,
The pain that's inside,
Cuts straight to my soul,
Deep, dark and empty,
Tired of living in sin,
My mind starts to wonder.
Where should I begin?
Should I start as child,
When my step-dad used to beat me?
Or, should I be 18,
When I thought love always escaped me?
I'd never known happiness,
Or felt loves truest form,
Now deep in my mild,
Rages a violent storm.
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Posted: Feb 2014
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''FORGOTTEN MEMORIES''
Lingering within the confines of my subconscious, they still remain.
Pieces of faded pictures from past occurrences seem as though they took place in someone else's life.
Pieces of faded pictures from past occurrences seem as though they took place in someone else's life.
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
Written minutes after waking up, from hanging with past acquaintances.my boy
my boy when i was ur age i saw the world and people like stranger can not trust now i am older i think the same i did try a lot stranger in my life but are all the same so the only thing i want let you know is trust nobody
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
for my boy
Little Bird
You wore your new identity
Like you wore my hand me downs
Off the shoulder, off the cuff
But never, no never with a frown
Although you weren't the chosen one
They still loved and worshipped you
While I slipped back into the shade
As former number ones do
You were the life and soul
And the party had just begun
You could have gotten away with almost anything
In the name of fun
Yeah,in those early days
You couldn't do no wrong
All that those people wanted to do
Was to hear you sing that song.
Little bird, little bird
Sing your song for me
Little bird, little bird
High up in the trees
Little bird, little bird
Sing your song now
Sing your song for me
Sing your song for me
In time they led you from the stage
Your party piece was done
The crowd just stood in silence
As they closed your house of fun
They dressed you up in sombre grey
But still that smile peeped through
They weighed you down with books and rules
They tried everything they knew
Yes, they taught you how to praise the Lord
They spoke of love and compassion too
But when they caught you messing round
They beat you black and blue
Yeah,those penguins were a slapping
Skirts a flapping in the breeze
Their sacreds hearts were broken
They were almost on their knees.
Although you never knew it
There were times..
I would have given almost anything
Just to poke two fingers at the world like you
And borrow that elphin grin
But we were two strangers locked together
Desperately searching for the key
We had that one big thing in common
Our hunger to be free
Yes, we had that one big thing in common
Our hunger to be free.
And finally one summer morn
The rusty chains gave in
You struggled up towards the sky
Though favouring that broken wing
You circled once, maybe twice
Your head was in a spin
It was hard to know where you were going
When you didn't know where you had bin.
You know I still wonder,to this day
if you ever found that special place
Or did that broken wing prove too much
Did you opt out of the race
Id like to think, that your still flying
High above the clouds
Id like to think your still flying
High above the crowds.
Little bird,little bird
Sing your song for me
Little bird little bird
High up in the trees
Little bird, little bird
Sing your song now
Sing your song for me
Sing your song for me
Like you wore my hand me downs
Off the shoulder, off the cuff
But never, no never with a frown
Although you weren't the chosen one
They still loved and worshipped you
While I slipped back into the shade
As former number ones do
You were the life and soul
And the party had just begun
You could have gotten away with almost anything
In the name of fun
Yeah,in those early days
You couldn't do no wrong
All that those people wanted to do
Was to hear you sing that song.
Little bird, little bird
Sing your song for me
Little bird, little bird
High up in the trees
Little bird, little bird
Sing your song now
Sing your song for me
Sing your song for me
In time they led you from the stage
Your party piece was done
The crowd just stood in silence
As they closed your house of fun
They dressed you up in sombre grey
But still that smile peeped through
They weighed you down with books and rules
They tried everything they knew
Yes, they taught you how to praise the Lord
They spoke of love and compassion too
But when they caught you messing round
They beat you black and blue
Yeah,those penguins were a slapping
Skirts a flapping in the breeze
Their sacreds hearts were broken
They were almost on their knees.
Although you never knew it
There were times..
I would have given almost anything
Just to poke two fingers at the world like you
And borrow that elphin grin
But we were two strangers locked together
Desperately searching for the key
We had that one big thing in common
Our hunger to be free
Yes, we had that one big thing in common
Our hunger to be free.
And finally one summer morn
The rusty chains gave in
You struggled up towards the sky
Though favouring that broken wing
You circled once, maybe twice
Your head was in a spin
It was hard to know where you were going
When you didn't know where you had bin.
You know I still wonder,to this day
if you ever found that special place
Or did that broken wing prove too much
Did you opt out of the race
Id like to think, that your still flying
High above the clouds
Id like to think your still flying
High above the crowds.
Little bird,little bird
Sing your song for me
Little bird little bird
High up in the trees
Little bird, little bird
Sing your song now
Sing your song for me
Sing your song for me
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
This is a song about my early years in Catholic Ireland and how my adapted brother and I longed to escape that claustrophic athosphere.
God loves me
I'm not a perfect Girl,my hair doesn't always stay in place i spill things a lot i'm very clumsy sometimes i have a broken heart new friends and even somtimes fight maybe some days nothing goes right but when i think about it & take a step back i remember now how Amazing life truly is and through all my imperfections... God still loves me
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Posted: Jan 2014
About this poem:
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