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Mr_Amor

Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too.

See the little fawn, move too fast and she'll be gone.
She knows to run away, when the hunter comes to spoil her play.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
Mother Cow's out in the field, so much milk she can yield.
Father bull he tills the land, providing grain for beast and man.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
See the birds up in the tree, they also have their families.
Build their nests way up high - just like you they don't want to die.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they have feelings too.
Have Mercy on the Animals, they feel just like we do.
Have Mercy, the mercy will be shown to you.
Have Mercy, and mercy will be shown to you.
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Posted: Mar 2019
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Odine

Two seeds

Two seeds,
whisper on air.
By chance,
settling near.

Two seeds,
water and ground.
They spire,
destiny bound.

Two seeds,
flowers and colours
Entwine,
natures lovers.

Two flowers,
bonding together.
Invinceble,
like life forever.

Two flowers,
caress and catch.
Endless,
a perfect match

Two flowers,
winter of wrong.
Withering,
the seeds are gone.
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
A simple poem of 2 souls meeting, the potential they share as one and how quick all can be lost.
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Didi7

Fool me

Sharp dresser, slick talker;
Looking like a ‘girls-dem-suga’.
Fool me with your sexy ways,
Spin me til I’m in a daze.

Take my money, spend your own.
Make me hunger, make me moan.
Use your charms to murder me;
Fool me with dishonesty.

Have no mercy, feel no way.
Send me home at the break of day.
Chase me, but know that I’ll be back.
Fool me, because I wisdom lack.
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Posted: Dec 2022
About this poem:
This is about those women who allow themselves to be easily fooled, and abused, by their men….sadly.
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ManicCC

I DREAM OF YOU

I dream of you
Do dreams come true
I hope so
Cos I dream of you

Behind closed eyes
Asleep at night
I kiss you
Behind my closed eyes

When morning comes and starts a brand-new day
It fills me more than words really say
The love that grows
That won’t go slow
Try not show
But the dreams the night-time brings won’t go away

You’re in my arms
You feel so warm
Love-ing you
You’re here in my arms

Holding me tight
Asleep at night
I need you
Holding me so tight

But when morning comes and starts a another day
You still fill my thoughts in every single way
I try not show
But It won’t go slow
This love that grows
And the dreams the night-time brings are here to stay

Behind closed eyes
All through the night
I love you
Behind my closed eyes

I dream of you
Can dreams come true
I hope so
Cos I dream of you
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Posted: Nov 2019
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Millie0402

Moving...

Moving
Again!
No good clinging
To love that's winging
It's way to pastures new
No use being being blue
Pack again!
Fell for his charms anew
For what?
I must be crazy
Know what?
I'm done...!
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Posted: Jan 2023
About this poem:
I went back to him again. How could I be that silly?
Finally the love I had for him is gone. Since July 2019 I've moved 20 + times! Back and forth to him.
I've learnt a lot, that's always a bonus...
At last I've come to my senses...and I've forgiven him and myself, thank God...??
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Oceanzest

Brokenhearted blues

When you went out just like a candle
I done cried the whole night long
cried the whole night long
rolling down
rolling down
from my head down to my shoe

'Twas more than I could handle
that night were long
night were long
all the stars had gone
lemme drown, lemme drown
ain't never gettin' over you

When I be crossing that River Styx
Lord have mercy
ain't no ferryman
gonna take my crown
take my crown
he just gonna lay me down
with a heart so blue
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
writing me some blues
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Unknown

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
manufacturing frivolity
Mind control,
weapons of mass destruction;
a birthday gift
placed in gullible palms

Buttons are pushed
away from books
and noisy playgrounds
Slaves to the control,
mind control
Tomorrow’s men
are made in China
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Posted: Mar 2011
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Janze

Goodness

I
In this dizzy age, on Gaia’s strand
True goodness raises barely a flutter
While the fluffy things of rattle and flare
Attract, but go not much further
II
But good is good and there’s a need
For kindness, true words and honour
For the earth is only a dreary sphere
With lies and doubt and doubter
III
Yet the golden art, in this vulgar day
Brings the cynics and the questions
And at every turn, with crooked smile
With thorny words, revile
IV
But goodness bears its own return
When the dross is long forgotten
So, be true to you and to all other men
For at the evening call, what then?
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Posted: Sep 2011
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wisemandy

Chinese Women

There's a website for Chinese women.
I'm paging through. All are pretty.
How many singles, lonely hearts,
without husbands! What a pity.

I'm sorry for them but how could I help?
I cannot marry everyone.
And if I could what would happen
to the many widows when I'm gone?

Nice paper-flowers, butterflies,
I'd please you all--one at a time.
To be just yours, for twenty minutes,
and going further down the line.

I wish I were rich to buy a land.
A big land would do, I assume,
and there we would all come together
to form the lonely people's commune.
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
I am also on a Chinese match-making site and in the first week I
received 150 plus admirer's letters. Poor women, they are so
desperate to get married (again). I wrote this poem starting
from the double meaning of people (lonely people vs. people's
commune, an administrative unit in Mao's China).
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Unknown

You can kiss my $%#

Baby what did I see in you
must have been out of my mind
all you did was run around time after time
but those days are over, now they have passed
you ain't no good,so you can kiss my $%#

You think you have the market
on that thing
well to tell the truth it kind of stank
they make other women,I can mow their grass
you ain't no good,so you can kiss my $%#

You can kiss my $%#
for sure this time
you can kiss my $%#
where the sun don't shine
I hope you get the concept
you ain't nothing but trash
you ain't no good,so you can kiss my $%#

It's good bye don't speak to me again
I don't even want to be your friend
things are great now
I'm gonna leave you in the past
you ain't no good,so you can kiss my $%#



© 2012 Marcus Goodman
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Posted: Mar 2012
About this poem:
Humorist mood
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