Tired ?
George Langley

 

 I fell into my lazyboy Chair

So tired from working so much.

It seems the muscles inside of me

have all went out to lunch.

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GET INVOLVED
Sheila Tom

We are the many who out number the few;

And yet we stand back thinking we have nothing to do.

We place ourselves in very few hands...thinking that they will take care of us and meet our demands.

But remember that change only occurs when we are willing to throw them a few curves;

So get off your butts and waste no more time;

For if you procrastinate - you will suffer for the crime.

And that dear heart is the price you pay for wasting your time...today!

Sitting over here at my place,

No money in my pocket, sad look in my face,

I need to get away from this race.

To much pressure on me, causing to much pain,

It’s coming down hard, on me just like rain,

If I don’t get a break ill go insane.

Fantasies of Grandeur, pass into my mind,

Flashes of success, I stare until im blind,

If I don’t get ahead I'll get behind.

Now its time to go, and turn my life around,

I know both in my mind and heart im sound

I’ll never stop my search until it’s found

Time is passing by, bringing a new year,

I see what lies ahead, I have no fear,

My journey to the future is so clear.

  "Jerry "   GMindel

Take My Advice

Marangely Diaz N.Y

I get no sleep cus I just creep.

I need to have all I can have.

No-one knows the things I do, I'm so good I fool myself too!

I play around with everyone's heart not really caring who life falls apart.

What can I do, it's all I know.

For as long as I remember I've a hoe.

I sleep with them all, the nice ones and the thugs.

I don't really care as long as I rank.

All these guys are just flings, sometimes I do it and don't even think" Protection who needs it, surely not me."

5 years later I die from H.I.V.

Please take my advice protect yourself well, because all your bad habits will take you to hell.

Sweet Sadness
Wal Maggs 

 

There was sweet sadness in my daughter's voice;

she phoned me with best wishes for today.

Yet she so far away! We talked of Sunday,

and relatives gathered to rejoice.

My seventieth birthday almost gone!

A bone that dragon-time can chew upon!

More moving her sorrow than this event,

momentous tiny date which time discards,

and I, just older, cling to birthday cards.

Her love, her longing, is the best intent;

and in the entanglement of my heart

her tears of love will last and not depart.

The Time Is Now

The time is now, the doctor said,

It went so fast, I hang my head.

Who will care for them, if I am gone?

They must stay strong, and carry on.

I close my eyes, and he is there.

Strength and love, time could not tear.

As he takes my hand, and holds me tight,

I see an end to this terrible night.

"I've been waiting for you," he says to me.

"We'll watch them together, they'll be fine,

You will see."

 Last Meeting
Vergine Garanyan 

 

It was cold, It was raining, Even the sky was crying,

We were separating...

It was our last day,for your life you found a different way,

I asked for one more date ,you said"Sorry I can't".

It was raining ,I was crying,

Rain took our feeling ,rain cleaned our love,

Sun wasn't shining, there was no more life...

You found your love ,I found mine,you like your life ,I like mine.

In part of my heart you always are,In part of your's maybe I?

You still dear for me , maybe I am for you

But I like my destiny , how about you?...

 

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HIGH
  MicahMosley

At night you are my bed, I lay down and I smell you; I get high. the deep scent within the sheets brings thought of flight, ascending the clouds into the space of your soul. I am a bird soaring into your nest of emotion, where I will rest and lay my love for your hearts devotion. you are my bed in which I gently lay my head, warming me as the blanket of my youth, consoling as a mothers touch' wanting and needing a love of such; at night I lay heavily in my thoughts you seem to stay. seeping so sweetly inside my nostrils, making sure from you each night I get high.

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Fall
Tracey Aileen Kennedy

Red Leaves

summer's tears

Trees don't hate the change.

Reading themselves

for sweet sleep

forgiveness,

without anticipation.

If only people

would give up themselves so completely.

Bloody Stream
Doug Farnan

 

I gazed down at a river (or was it a stream?)

I found myself beside myself -

or was it someone else impersonating me?

Whoever it was dived into the river

(or perhaps just a stream)

But then, it turned into an ocean

or so I did believe.

Suddenly, dark waves of despair

washed over me.

Terms of wrong and right

I could not find;

Whirlwinds of macabre imagery

enthralled my mind.

Death and failure were swimming by my side,

although, so close

they just would not collide.

I now found myself

under a bridge,

in the swallow water below;

I was looking up

and dying really slow.

My skull had been shattered

by the jagged rock edge.

As I sighed my final breath,

I thought:

"In fact

it was only a stream!"

Suddenly, a warm summer breeze came and lifted me

and I was looking

down again

upon a strange, haunting scene.

In the stream,

lay only the battered remains of the stranger,

I'd met in a bar the night before.

I was parked on a bridge

with the coming of a glorious,

new dawn.

So I climbed into my car

and thought:

"What a beautiful start

to a lovely new day!"

 

Napoleon
Sarah M. Broadwell

 I hear them laughing outside

  napoleon on my ride side

 I wish I could converse

he's too uptight

 so interesting it hurts

he's always right

  but there's something in his eyes

 that only I can see

 it's all a bunch of lies, a difference from us all

 so many a blue skies, from which you fall through

 

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