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Unknown

Dark Night

It's a dark night, so silent.
With a dark plan, so violent.
Moving through the shadows without a sound.
There's a man creeping forward now who will never be found.
With eyes set on death and gold he moves towards your bed,
By dawn you will be found dead...

Assassin is watching: Right next to you, but you don't see
And when the blade is drawn you wont even have time to plea.
Clean cut, no blood. No screams, no fight.
Far away and safe before the first rays of morning light.

Can you hear him? Do you feel him? The breath above you?
No, you sleep vulnerable to whatever he may do.
Locked door, closed home; how did he ever find his way to your side?
Master of the Shadows, there is no place that he cannot hide...

Assassin is watching: Right next to you, but you don't see
And when the blade is drawn you wont even have time to plea.
Clean cut, no blood. No screams, no fight.
Far away and safe before the first rays of morning light.

He wont run, there's no need.
He wont clean, you wont bleed.
Invisable, he's a shadow just passing through,
And when he's gone the only one dead will be you...

Assassin is watching: Right next to you, but you don't see
And when the blade is drawn you wont even have time to plea.
Clean cut, no blood. No screams, no fight.
Far away and safe before the first rays of morning light.
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Posted: Nov 2009
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Unknown

Directions of My Abyss

I took just one second to stand back and reflect
To challenge my own sanity and emotional intellect
With just one whisper, a promise forever true
Through the Storms and Wars I've Fought, I still only fight for you


A thousand miles in either direction, it's all the same
The same old tales of those heros and all their fame
And I've learned so much of this world in so very little time
If the East is the Poem, then the West must be the Rhyme.


It took but a second to portray within my mind
All the things that I've gained and all that I've left behind
And with that promise, I bide my time petrified
Until that day, if any day, when I have you at my side

A thousand miles in the depth of my mind
I invite you to come into it and leave this world behind
So with my heart on standby, I bide with only one wish
And if the North is the Love, the south is surely your Kiss.

With just one breath, I throw all caution far away
My very soul hangs on the next words that you say
And in the sober clarity of the beauty in your eyes
I feel something deep inside that comes as no suprise

A thousand miles in either direction, I'll go wherever I need
Always right behind you, following your lead
So long as I have your heart, I shall belong to you
If this is my Hell, then my Heaven's with you
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Posted: Nov 2009
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Unknown

Pres. Obama’s Shout-Out to the Critics

Nobody thought that a man name Barack Hussein Obama could win the general election.

With his extraordinary speeches, inspired people to get out and vote.

Reflecting on the past eight years, people wanted to make the right selection.

Scare tatics wasn’t going to provoke them to settle for the status quo boat.



Now, it’s only been over nine months, and critics already starting to fuss,

Arguing that he hasn’t save the whole world yet,

Lying, manipulating uninformed folks among us,

Griping why everything isn’t rescued overnight-

He never made a promise like that!



Protesting silly tea parties across the nation,

Complaining about Obama Care,

Don’t want to wake up and see the real reality they’re facing,

When all the president wants is for the insurance companies to be fair!



No matter what this man does, haters criticize it all.

They keep underestimating him,

Unaware of their inevitable fall.

The Party of No action is growing dim.



If they wasn’t protesting eight years ago, why are they doing it now!?

When Bush drugged the country to the gutter, No complaints, No howls.

Is it because the new guy is different-so they’re calling foul?

Where were they? No credibility then, so no credibility now!



These same folks cheered when the USA lost the chance to host the Olympics.

And they want to b*tch about a Nobel Peace Prize, that’s got nothing to do with them.

An ironic twist that was all over the media, which resulted in a sore loser epic.

Mad because it wasn’t given to them, that’s why they care.



If there ever was a movie titled, “In the Life of a hater,”

Maybe they should take the starring role,

Better realize, their opinions will be irrelevant sooner or later.

Obama might can give them his reelection win-

which would be the best revenge served cold!
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Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
I wrote this poem early part of this month as a blog posted on my website. It's a common sense/lash out at the president's most harshest critics and haters. These people seem to criticize everything that he does. As an independent, but more over to the base of the conservative side of the political spectrum, I agree/disagree on certain things that the president have done but I'm willing to give him time and show him respect like I did with former president Bush. Bashing just to be bashing and engaging in double standards towards him and not with other past presidents is not constructive criticism. What these people need to understand that this type of behavior is Only making themselves look seriously misinformed and ignorant, not the president!
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Unknown

"Porque Eu Sei Que É Amor"

Porque eu sei que é amor
Eu não peço nada em troca
Porque eu sei que é amor
Eu não peço nenhuma prova

Mesmo que você não esteja aqui
O amor está aqui
Agora
Mesmo que você tenha que partir
O amor não há de ir
Embora

Eu sei que é pra sempre
Enquanto durar
E eu peço somente
O que eu puder dar

Porque eu sei que é amor
Sei que cada palavra importa
Porque eu sei que é amor
Sei que só há uma resposta

Mesmo sem porquê eu te trago aqui
O amor está aqui
Comigo
Mesmo sem porquê eu te levo assim
O amor está em mim
Mais vivo

Porque eu sei que é amor
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Posted: Nov 2009
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QuietStormF

I love you more..

Sometimes it's hard for me to say to you..
All of the things that I want to
And it's not that I don't care..
Because you know I do..
Sometimes, I hold back
maybe out of fear.
But then I guess .. sometimes,
Maybe we all do.



And I want for you to know,
That I am always here for you..
I'm as close as the telephone,
And if you needed me,
Well I want for you to know,

That I'd come running
Straight to you...
There's nothing, and no one,.
Could ever keep us apart..
Because you have my heart..
You have my soul..
And I just wanted you to know.

That no matter what happens, down the road..
Ill always love you more
Than life itself,
Such a love as ours
Can only grow..

We can't always predict what
life's journey will inflict..
But I can promise you this..
When you say you love me,
I want you to know..
I love you more.

I love you more..
Than the cherry blossoms in the Springtime..
More than the sunshine when it warms my body
On a sunny July day..
I love you more than than I love the first rose
of the summer
That I so painatakingly
choose for my bouquet..

I guess what I am trying to say,
Is no matter,
How much you say that you love me..
I love you more.

There's never been anyone whose smile..
Could warm my day..
Or make me feel quite the way..that you do..
And I know that when I look into your eyes..
No matter what..
I love you so much...
And everthing is just going to be ok..

So when you say that you love me
and you miss me..
And you're not sure just what
it is I'm feeling..
I just want for you to know...
that I do love you so..

And I always will..
And no matter how much you say you love me..
Till time stands still,
And for all eternity..
I want for you to know..
That I do love you so..
And I want for you to know..

I'll always love you so.
I love you more..
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Posted: Nov 2009
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Unknown

Untitled

Got this never ending feeling
Following me down every road i take
Burning sun on my back
Coming out in a cold sweat
It leaves a bitter sweet taste on my tongue
Got my finger wrapped around the trigger of a loaded gun

Wrap me up in cotton wool
Hold me in your arms till i go numb
Tired of feeling like my only friend
Tired of feeling like this is the end

I've this never ending feeling
Left for dirt and i cant stop bleeding
My blue sky has turned to red
And pretty soon i'd better off dead
It leaves me high it leaves me needing
Is all this real or am i just dreaming

Wrap me up in cotton wool
Hold me in your arms till i go numb
Tired of feeling like my only friend
Tired of feeling like this is the end
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Posted: Dec 2009
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surprizeme

one hand wavin' free

Then take me disappearin' thru the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand wavin' free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory an' fate, driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
Some of Bob Dylan's best lyrics,
From "Mr. Tambourine Man"
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cheefy21

My Beautiful flower

Yes roses are red and yes violets are blue,but everytime i think of beauty.....gurl i think of you. Can you be my boo? My one special girl, girl u know u brighten my world. My o so sweet lady, i thank god that he gave me.....................you.

I promise to be true,always be there for you, Hug and hold you, Kiss you all over, be your lover and your soldier.

In return i ask for u to love me, put knowone above me, make sweet love to me and just always be there for me. You're my baby my sweet lady prettier than the reddest rose and the bluest violet. Your the girl i chose to keep me solid.
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
just being real writing to the girl of my dreams lol.
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cheefy21

"Thinking About My Love

Baby my love is true love that can never rust.
I know its love, because i know its not lust.
I know its not lust because when you are around
I feel like im going to bust, with these constant emotions
that run deeper than the deepest oceans.

When you're not around baby
my heart suffers greatly
and its only in pain for one particular lady
where's my baby?
where's my sweet sweet lady?
Damn, cant you see how im cravin you baby?

When im home alone and feelin alone
I often lay in bed thinking about my love
you are my love and there is knowone that can come above.
Damn boo, cant you see how you're treating me like a rug
by neglecting all this love?
Bottom line is i want my lady so come back to me baby.
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
writing to the girl of my dreams
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Unknown

"Riding high"

itchy gitchy goomy
the new car was quite roomy
had bucket seats and a shifter of chrome
electric window and leather that smelled of loam

a cheerleaders changing booth
a cooler full of gin and vermouth
ashtrays full of trojans and cigarette butts
very fast...sit down, shut up and lean back, with a firm hold on the nuts

a pontiac bonneville with a top that was convertible
no seat belts, the slightest crash would have surely killed us all
but gas was cheap and the girls were adorable
in those days even the best of car was easily affordable
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Posted: Jan 2010
About this poem:
a blast from the past...circa late 60's
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