Last Commented Lyric Poems (681)

I - am - getting stoned,
Walking down a worn out,
New paved road,-
I saw a ripple in the street,
WTF - is - in - this weed?-

Yeah, going to fast,
What a blast!-
You made it this far,
Just because,-

I - am - getting high,
Roll another that's what it said,
Has the bird passed me by,-
I remembered something I forgot,
WTF - is - in - this pot?-

Yeah, going at medium pace,
With style and grace!-
You made it this far,
Just because,-

I - am - getting lit,
In through the outer realm,
There I went,-
I found a smile in the flow,
WTF - is - in - this smoke?-

Yeah, grooving slowly as you please,
With everything along that you need!-
You made it this far,
Just because,--

The Devil's in disguise,
That angel by your side,
The sky is turning grey,
Just another day.-
You feel you've lost your way,
On the jagged edge you play,
Soiled and broken toys,
Rejected by girls and boys,-

Now all the world's a fair,
Tangled in your hair,
Only you see the light,
Just another night,-
Voodoo and the Evil Eye,
Hand and hand they ride,
In love with so much joy,
Rejected by girls and boys,-

Then left was you and me,
The day of night set us free,
Getting higher and higher,
Closer to the fire,-
Pray upon your prey,
In all different ways,
Between silence and the noise,
Rejected by girls and boys,---

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'm walking in the ocean
greenery
stroking feet
the remains of drops.

Dream
medicine for the soul
oblivion.
Dream
colorful fairy tale,
with a happy ending.
Dream
cyclical phase
REM.
Dream
desire and realism
eternal struggle.
Dream
so why me
accompanied
nightmare?

Tell me I’m the soulmate that you’ve searched for all your life;
Tell me I’m the woman that you’re proud you made your wife.
Tell me that no one else could ever take my place;
Tell me all these lies, as you look me in the face.

Tell me that she’s “no one” and “nothing happened” too;
Tell me that she’s the one whose chasing after you.
Tell me that you told her that you’d never leave your wife.
Tell me lies that maul my soul and cleave it with a knife.

Tell me, tell me why you came into my life at all.
Tell me how the man I love(d) could have so great a fall.


Tell me lies......

'I've a pain in my head'
Said the suffering Beckford;
To her Doctor so dread.
'Oh! what shall I take for't?'

Said this Doctor so dread
Whose name it was Newnham.
'For this pain in your head
Ah! What can you do Ma'am?'

Said Miss Beckford, 'Suppose
If you think there's no risk,
I take a good Dose
Of calomel brisk.'--

'What a praise worthy Notion.'
Replied Mr. Newnham.
'You shall have such a potion
And so will I too Ma'am.'

I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Loving your sweet ways
Loving the funny things you say
Loving the silence
Wrapped in my man's arms at the end of the day

Loving the way you
Make me feel
That women rule the world if women ruled the world
It would be a good thing

No more war
No more hate
Women can fight
But talking's great
Behind your back
To your face
They'd rather talk
Than murder

Not all men kill babies
But a woman would rather
Kill herself
Than see a child suffer
Women are carers
They were born that way

Like mother nature feeds the world
A woman will think of her child first
No more sons dying young
Women bore sons for living

No more war
No more hate
Women can fight
But talking's great
Behind your back
To your face
They'd rather talk
Than murder

I love how you love me
Make me feel that
Women rule the world
If women ruled the world
It would be a good thing

Like mother nature feeds the world
A woman will think of her child first
No more sons dying young
Women bore sons for living

No more war
No more hate
Women can fight
But talking's great
Behind your back
To your face
They'd rather talk
Than murder

If women ruled the world

you can never, no never trust goblins
Don't be taken in by toothy grins
that would be just the start of your problems
their just imagining doing you in

No never stop and talk with gobins
even if you be very well bred
For a goblin is just a plotin
for a way to take off your head

Oh they may be polite to your faces
but behind your backs they will you curse
of all the underdark races
goblins are more likely to try steal your life along with yer purse

I wish you were near
You were hear
In this dark blue night
After the wind is blown
Bringing the soothing rain
Where the air is cool and cam
When the breeze brings
The scent of moist earth
When the rain drops falls
Cracking on the ground
Just like drops of glass
Rhyming slowing with my
Heaving heart
When I listen to the night birds singing
In the distant trees
As songs of of lost love
That rings in my heart
When I try to embrace dreams
But Awakened to
Soft hustling sounds of rain
When night fades
Smeared in my tears
I wish you were here
I wish you were near