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Posted: 6/1/2005 7:14:06 PM | War Hunger
What makes us stronger than the world
Who has the right to write anymore
All the wisdom is hidden , locked in the drawer
For the Main Man to figure out , and blast down your door
What makes us stronger than the world
War Hunger
Im full , I cant eat anymore
War Hunger
Im starving , I cant eat anymore
So they send me to the frontline
To deliver the burden of news
If money was no issue , I wouldnt have to choose
A life of riches amongst poor , yet we still ask
What we fighting for......What makes us stronger than the world
War Hunger
Im full , I cant eat anymore
War Hunger
Im starving , I cant eat anymore | |
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Posted: 6/1/2005 7:19:39 PM | nice write portal, i like seeing you post in here, it helps my thread grow.   | |
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Posted: 6/1/2005 7:26:27 PM | | thanks , have a go at one of the topics!!! | |
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Posted: 6/1/2005 7:35:07 PM | | I will but probably not tonight, i have some stuff going for me atm. | |
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Posted: 6/1/2005 8:29:49 PM | White Stained Fence
I see it from a distance,
And it puts me in a trance,
I cannot help but stare,
Pretending I am there,
I see the color stand out,
And it makes me want to shout,
All I see is the color white,
Standing out amongst the night,
I walk right up to this white stained fence,
Where all my dreams commence,
Taking me to places that are unknown. | |
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Posted: 6/1/2005 10:36:54 PM | @cats - baby girl this thread is my favorite...I love watching you blossom, it's like watching a flower first breaking ground and with the utmost grace it blossoms into a flower for all the world to bask in it's beauty....truly nice writes. You daddy lit'l flower now *smile*
@portual - I have only read of few of your writes just tonight...but see I need to make more time for my reading...you have great depth...I will watch for more.
topics; endless love, Yours- giving someone your heart and soul, wasn't looking but found you
Cats I am sry I haven't been around much lately, I hope you understand..me,you and mom will have to get together for a chat session soon..alot going on for me right now. | |
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Posted: 6/1/2005 11:16:12 PM | Cats that one was awesome. Dad, you are so right she blossoms before our eyes daily. baby girl we are so proud of you. Your creative mind has a depth of creativity.
Portal..I like the new subjects you gave. Interesting with depth. Titles alone have so many unspoken words...
Dad, where the heck are you? lol | |
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Posted: 6/1/2005 11:39:30 PM | Soldiers wake up
Soldiers wake up, knowing there are missions ahead. A cold, distant, and dark morning, eating away at their body. In a strange land. Hesitant, they will continue with a gun in hand. There is no choice; they will rise with their bodies hurt and sore. They will watch out for each other on the field. They all know they must continue. Their minds are focused, straight on the task they so much hate. For they will be in the midst of danger on the battle field,
Advancing with pain, injured, and tired. They simply ignore it. This is what they train for. Then after so long, with the suns beating rays battling them. They find this land dry, dark, and dead. Silent and sedate. That’s all they knew. For they watch each other, like brothers they know this day’s battle will be over. Injured and hurting with scars, and blood and sweat. The day will get dark and cold,
The same way it is in the morning. For now they load up, heads held strong,
with sorrow, loneliness, yearning, yet accomplishment. Their mission is done for the day; they mournfully eye each other, knowing they can't go home. But remembering sadness and brothers for they have to continue, the next day, and the next. For this is a war for freedom, every day. Someone has to pick up the pieces, a wife, aunt, sister, mother, cousin a family. They know little of those who support them. Let's show our warriors we have hearts. God bless our soldiers.
Written by Priscilla kellebrew | |
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Posted: 6/1/2005 11:45:04 PM | | @Priscilla..Beautiful..GOD BLESS OUR SOLDIERS...And prayer for the families of those who have died in war... | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 1:34:14 PM | | @priscilla, very nice write, definatly I agree with angel on this one. Thank you for posting this here in my thread. I hope you can post some more in here from time to time, you are more then welcome. | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 1:52:34 PM | Destiny
In my head is where you stay,
Helping me through every day,
When ever I get hear your voice,
It makes my heart dance and rejoice,
Because there isn't anyone else for me,
Since in your arms is where I like to be,
I love to look into your eyes,
Because I see only truth no lies,
There is no need for me to be blue,
Because your love for me is true,
I always have a smile on my face,
Even when we do need our space,
Because I know that I have you,
And you also have me too,
There is no other place I want to be,
Then living our love's destiny. | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 3:46:16 PM | Innocent Lane
I walk down this Lonely Street,
With no shoes on my feet,
Having nothing on my mind,
While smiling at those that are kind,
I skip to the beat in my head,
As I arrive to the corner of Lonely and Dead,
I hurry to cross Dead Street,
Not caring that no shoes are on my feet.
I take Lonely Street as far as I could go,
And my feet are saying no,
I need some shoes so I take a rest,
At the nearest shop I buy the best,
Now I stop and eat a bite,
Thinking hard with all my might,
Trying to figure out which way to go,
But that is something I don't know.
I need to find my way back,
But these skills I tend to lack,
I take Dead Street to Empty Plain,
Looking for Innocent Lane,
But it seems no where in sight,
And I try with all my might,
Just when I seem to give up hope,
I come to Angel's Cope.
I now know that I'm almost there,
Back to those that always care,
I see in my sights my house with white stain,
On the street of Innocent Lane,
I arrive inside the iron gate,
Hoping that I'm not too late,
I look at the door and my parents hollar,
And my dog comes running with his spiked collar.
I hollar back to tell them im here,
Along with a case of their favorite beer,
I walk up to them with a smile on my face,
Knowing that I made it back to my place,
They think that there was something wrong,
Because I was humming a different song,
My family loves me and keeps me sane,
In our house on Innocent Lane. | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 4:06:32 PM | where lost things go
no place to go
no place to hide
no one for the weak and weary to guide
you are gone
but still you are here
always pushing me away
but keeping me near
confusing is the truth sometimes
while the meaning gets lost
you are king for the moment
but at what cost
screaming at myself
because I cannot let me let you go
the more I love the more I try
the more anger and hatrid you show
feeling what you call love blow after blow
how did I let myself get down so low
I am done, I've learned my lesson this time
I have to get away and find the life I once called mine
like so many times before
I say "you'll pay for this crime"
but a soft smile, and the sweetest sorry
melts my heart
changes my mind and brings me hope for a fresh start
many nights pass with passion in the air
but with an empty bottle
I see that old familar deamon in your stare
brusies replace soft promises
as love tortures me once more
this time I am leaving for sure
only this time I won't make it to the door
I should've left when I had the chance before
but now my soul is lost
and I am no more | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 4:11:02 PM | | Juicy, very nice write, and welcome back, haven't heard from you lately, nice to see that you come back with something like this. wtg girl | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 4:44:08 PM | I wish I had a collection of my thoughts such as this . yours is a life blessed, miss kitty meow 02  I have one , or part of one I remember... the names have been changed to protect the Guilty. the original was given to me as fast as i could write it down. there are verses missing here. the music goes with it........
It Was Magicsex, Man
I have a story to tell you. one I think you ought to know.
It's one about Love ,
one about heartache,
one about feelings , you know?
I met a beautiful Woman
with a smile that could light up a room.
well,..................
I took my heart
and placed it in her hands ,
she said "We'll be together real soon"
Well, she had a Man in the Air Force,
with Me and Her flying real low. I couldn't see,
was it Him or Me, and why was She treating Me so.
Susan oh Susan my lover
you said you would always be true
you never told me, that I was to Deceive
now You got Me thinking like you .
Never did you even mention
the babies that you and He made.
so why is it me , that's feeling deceived.
It was I who Deceived, and Betrayed.
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Posted: 6/2/2005 5:08:16 PM | magic, I like it, it brought a tear to my eye when i read it, welcome aboard my thread. I hope you will continue to post some poems or songs here, I would love to read them.
and thx for the compliments about my poetry. I spent a lot of time here. | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 6:29:30 PM | | Thank you as well. I'm an infrequent visitor , but I will be back, God willing. I heven't written any thoughts down now for I think , like 5 years. this thread inspires me to look inside again. thank you for that . = ) | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 6:37:45 PM | | yvw, I have been searching inside myself for a while now, and I have finally found what I have been seeking all along. | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 8:10:12 PM | Daddy dearest can I drive the car?
I promise I won't go that far,
I just want to go see a friend,
Who lives just around the bend,
I will be back before it gets dark,
And out front is where I will park,
I really want to be able to go,
But I know that you will say no,
But she is expecting me to be there,
And if i dont show, she might not think I care,
That would really made both of us mad. | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 8:48:09 PM | I'm all for poetry. I don't want to intrude on a beautiful piece of space here on POF, but I will add a poem that I wrote in the Autumn of 2003. This has got to be my favorite of all the ones I have written.
Autumn
Autumn brings things of change
working till the sun sets down
paints a canvas of many colors
Till ol' man winter comes around
She is vibrant in color
has a chill on her breath
making her the bride of ice
and holding the hand of death
Winter has come to pass
Autumn awakes from her rest
from tree to tree
and branch to branch
She holds Spring upon her breast
Enjoy
Dan | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 8:51:30 PM | | thx dan for sharing that with us here in my thread, so beautifully written, I know that my poetry has seemed to lost its touch. But I do plan on picking it up again. | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 9:28:21 PM | Hi Cats,
Just reading through, there's some great writes in here!
Sam | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 9:38:36 PM | Ready Soldier
Im sick of people not being real on the street
Dont clap my parade , i just want to go to sleep
Internally twisted from realities bite mark
Your heart felt message was weak , So I gotta start
Ready Soldier
I always remember what you told me Pa
Ready Soldier
I always remember what you told me Pa
I never listen to the hype showering down the mediarite
I see the TV and play guitar , and hope we never go that far
For peace divides war , war divides peace , where in the middle does everyone want to meet
Its a shame that a brother cant talk to me no more
He's been fighting on the frontline , and for the rest of his life , if he makes it alive
A part of my bro will have died , Dont get me started on reality your soldier sympathy is fake
Respect the real world , there are innocent lives at stake
On both sides you have to see
There brothers just like me
Ready Soldier
I always remember what you told me Pa
Ready Soldier
I always remember what you told me Pa | |
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Posted: 6/2/2005 10:03:05 PM | | @piecesof8..That was beautiful..Spoken and unspoken words that spoke volumes..Great writing.. | |
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