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Imagine you're an elephant
If you are sick
If you want cry
you're an elephant.
Big white elephant
trought the sky.
Noone gets harmed
but they all scream
never give you an ice cream
what is in fact
all you want.
it won't help
but now you have reason to cry
cry for that elephant.
He's just floating
silently trough sky
with peaceful mind
and only one wish:
A little sweetnes in his mouth
'cause that's all we need.
That's all we need
people, who do not scream
who give us an ice cream
if we just don't feel fine.
Ballad of a black white man
Once upon a time
there was a man
I met him on the road
the sun just went down
it was a creepy and wonderful twilight
and everything was black and white.
There was no body
and a man in striped shirt
walking on the road
wearing black top hat
and black trousers.
Maybe they were black
just because everything was black
but it doesn't matter.
I stood there and stare
and he didn't see me
he was like blind man
just walking around
like a ghost
with a smile on his pale face
singing a quiet song of his mind.
There was nothing
maybe not even us
in the middle of emptiness
at world's end
there was wonderland
of black and white.
He walked towards me
like I wasn't there
gave me a far away smile
but I saw a tear on his cheek
dry and black like the trousers and hat
in pure white skin incised.
My arm popped up
my hand touched the tear
touched the curse
touched the grief
and in that very moment
with unchanging smile
Sound in my Soul
My heart begins to beat
To the silent,slow and sweet
Sound in my soul.
I began to lose control
Of everything I know
I felt as pure as snow.
Out of everything I had
This feeling made me glad.
How could I have survived so long
Without this beautiful song?
Im starting to believe
That this feeling will never leave.
I begin to sing aloud
Im on the brink,
About to overflow
Lets get this going
And start the show.
mushroom cloud "an explosion", she said
I turned to ask her what she was talking about when I
caught sight of the tv screen, and for the tiniest of moments I caught
myself thinking that there's something beautiful about that much energy and
so much destruction; energy - would it wipe me off my feet? maybe melt the skin
right off of my bones? heat, death and poison, I don't believe there's much you or I
would be able to feel dying in those flames, and I should probably be ashamed that I
I feel I am being held captive,
Like a beautiful bird in a small iron cage.
I feel a red hot anger within me,
Like a crazy bull in a blind rage.
I feel I am in constant, spinning turmoil,
Like a delicate butterfly in a swirling tornado.
I feel as though I am lost in limbo,
Like a condemned angel without a halo.
Then it passes,
And a tinkling sound fills the room,
Kind of like good friends toasting,
Gently banging each others' glasses.
I am the One_AC Poems
I am the one who seeks Knowledge,
Hidden within these ancient relics,
Treasures of uncontrollable Power.
I am the one who seeks Leadership,
Guide the truehearted warriors,
To Fight off the evil within our World.
I am the Mentor.
I am the one who seeks Vengeance,
For the deaths of my family,
And the Lives of the Innocent.
I am the one who seeks for the Truth,
To know my enemy's plans,
In order to Stop their sinful Conspiracy.
I am the Messenger.
I am the one who seeks for Justice,
Fighting for what is right,
To gain Victory from my foe's defeat.
I am the one who seeks for Freedom,
Encounter endless battles,
To bring Peace for all people of the Nation.
I am the Warrior.
I am the one who seeks for Guidance,
To uncover the past,
From my Ancestors before me.
I am the one who seeks for Courage,
Fight through the struggles,
In order to Save the Future from Disaster.
I am the Chosen One.
CompleteI treasure books; you never study.
I hate much noise; you love to party.
I stop to think; you're quick to act,
And never ponder or regret.
I play it safe, you live to gamble.
With risk and luck your days are tangled.
I'm down-to-earth; you float on dreams,
Dismissing life's "prosaic" scenes.
I'm serious; you thrive on humor:
What I call failure, you call "bloomer."
We're opposites, like tart and sweet.
That's why, with you, I am complete.
Shuffle StoryThe Rules: 1. Take ALL the CDs in your house and put the music on your PC/I-Pod (Also the songs you DON'T like!)
2. Play them and use the shuffle-mode while you answer the questions.
Answer the questions with the Song title or song text.
Try to explane why this Song fits as an answer... or why not...
3. DON'T CHEAT! No Skipping! No searching! No deleting of songs you don't like!
Ok... now that you have a lot of music,
we start with the questions! (When you do the meme you can delete the "Rules"-Part)
1. Question: You eat some breakfast. What do you eat?
2. Q: You finished breakfast and walk through your house. You look out of the window and see...?
3. Q: You open the door to take a closer look, but then you noticed that you forgot your...?
4. Q: You search everywhere, but you can't find it. Then you remember that it is in/at/etc. ...?
5. Q: After taking it, you go to work. Your job is...?
6. Q: You take the bus. You no
And here she lies.
Mop and mow face
brokenly pressing a piece of plush
how does it feel to be
different from her.
And here she is.
seeking for sympathy
for her own salvation.
Waiting for new beginning
or the end.
And here she dies.
Without pain or regret
she looses herself.
With a view of borning again.
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