Last Commented Ballad Poems (503)

I never knew the flower that fell, I never knew, who you were, I never knew you, I never knew my heart would break, only for,,for your sake, and now I feel, that life goes on,,, without your perfect song,, an angelic beauty born to be,, for you,, and for me

If I am the ‘me’
that decides what I see
and thus am an ‘I’ not a ‘we’
why do I hear so many ‘I’s
proclaiming themselves to be ‘we’?

i.e.,
“we are all equal
we must be free
we should be saving
the world…”

I don’t recall
my consent to agree
that the ‘I’ known as ‘me’
be sandwiched between
their ‘I’ and my ‘me’

The ‘me’ that I own
is my own by decree
As my true wannabee
I inhabit quite free
my own nutty tree!

-- The sound of mystery, -
My guitar tuned itself and sent it's music!,
To the bottom of the sea!, -
--And what a mystery?, -
Yeah, yeah, --

--The sight of mystery, -
My ship and the crew now drift south!,
To the bottom of the sea!, -
-- And what a mystery?, -
No albatross can been seen!, --

--The feel of mystery, -
My arms turn to fins as I dive down deep!,
To the bottom of the sea!, -
--And what a mystery?, -
All things, they await, to meet me!, --

What a mystery? - Only in a mindless dream?, --

--The taste of mystery, -
Man, I see the virgin sun swing low!,
To the bottom of the sea!, -
--And what a mystery?, -
It's where no one else has ever been!, --

--The smell of mystery, -
Mermaids gather round, inviting, wanting me to be with them!, -
To the bottom of the sea!, -
--And what a mystery?, --

--The feel of mystery, -
You can find me has you stand there in the sand shallow at the waves, I'm pulling you in!, -
To the bottom of the sea!, -
--And what a mystery?, --
Yeah, yeah, yeah

your giant ships
sailed out the tide
to block my village
far and wide

to plunder food
from famine soil
to thieve our hope
with our own toil

forced to leave
our barren lands
we dug the streets
with broken hands

we built your roads
we built your towns
our songs flowed through
the undergrounds

the ghost of drink
lent on our minds
to block the pain
the lost man finds

we dreamt of fields
from bench and park
we sung our tunes
against the dark

though better years
have come to pass
I married proud
an english lass

and though her smile
is like a rose
I know the earth
from which it grows

when the mason's scratch
fades to stone
I'll live their dreams
in flesh and bone

every wave
hits every quay
I am them
and they are me

Don't think too much, for it's not allowed, don't verbalize, don't
criticize,
When written words in cyber space become too much for you to face,
When you cant ignore, come what may, control what other's say,

Then you've gone too far, You have lost the plot, time to STOP, time
to think, time to say, I have no control, come what may.

And cyberspace apparently, conforms to the same rules as you
and me,

So stand behind me, I was here first, join the queue, I was here
long before you!

There are people that I know, who refuse to grow,
constant attention seekers, don't know where they'll go,

They believe in themselves, they think they know, it all,
ultimately, they fall!

So, never judge, never be, never say what you cant see,
life goes on when you're gone,

For tomorrow you will only be, a memory!

I wanted a room with a view
Im here and Im you

I came from before
Im here forevermore

I told you who you are
Im here never far

I know you cannot see
Im you and you are me

I know you dont know
Im here to help you grow

I know its a mystery
Im here to set you free!

I'd love to write a story, that everyone could see, the story of life, the story of us and me, somehow, to show how we came to be, where we are now, and what we want to see, corporate foundations are made up of people, like us, but somehow lost, in greed and need, hey,,, stop,,, the machine needs feed!
lost internet connection ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,cant connect,,,................

Listen to what I say, you cant, its not for you, I know better, dont even try, stop, now you are being stupid, and you wonder why you dont succed? You had failed before you began,

Just dont listen!!!, be whatever you want to be, open your eyes and see, dont let others dictate, how you and life relate, use your mind, dont give up whatever you find, then you will be you, and you will see,, it will always end up as you want it to be!

Somehow it all dont matter, whats wrong or whats right, because the beginning cant be the end?, or the end cant be the beginning? So, the beginning must be the start of the end? Then whats the point of beginning? So we end?