carolyn-bayne - Hello Poetry

No one loves me I'm not worth a single drop of blood It would be wasted If you spilt it for me And dry your tears For I'm the only one that has to cry This time, So there's no use shedding them for me Sometimes, I wish I knew How to disappear completely So no one would remember my voice Have no memories with me I feel like life Would merrily move along If I were just simply Gone Gone Gone.

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carolyn-bayne

Mar 19, 2015

Mar 19, 2015 at 2:52 AM UTC

biyoekii

How To Disappear Completely

No one loves me I'm not worth a single drop of blood It would be wasted If you spilt it for me And dry your tears For I'm the only one that has to cry This time, So there's no use shedding them for me Sometimes, I wish I knew How to disappear completely So no one would remember my voice Have no memories with me I feel like life Would merrily move along If I were just simply Gone Gone Gone.

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Summer breeze into the trees Watching the blue sea Hidden between the gaps and the leaves Between you and me Happy faces frolicking in nature Among the faces of danger Have no fear The sunshine is here Between the waves and the deep blue Sizzling gaiety anew Wondering hopelessly And thinking momentarily Of the hidden caves And forgotten slaves Chances of a better life Within this chaotic strife Out from the beach bar From a hired car Happiness is all around And love has set its stand The party is on the go While the sun shines its glow As the cocktails run riot Within the horses chariots Tables and chairs Below stairs The evening is coming near And time for good cheer The music has started Some have departed Lots more have arrived In this heaven abide The miracle has started From the warm hearted Souls of men In this origin Only to begin all over Between the Heath and clover I will be there I know you care

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Jun 13, 2014

Jun 13, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC

carolyn-bayne

A SUMMER THEME

Summer breeze into the trees Watching the blue sea Hidden between the gaps and the leaves Between you and me Happy faces frolicking in nature Among the faces of danger Have no fear The sunshine is here Between the waves and the deep blue Sizzling gaiety anew Wondering hopelessly And thinking momentarily Of the hidden caves And forgotten slaves Chances of a better life Within this chaotic strife Out from the beach bar From a hired car Happiness is all around And love has set its stand The party is on the go While the sun shines its glow As the cocktails run riot Within the horses chariots Tables and chairs Below stairs The evening is coming near And time for good cheer The music has started Some have departed Lots more have arrived In this heaven abide The miracle has started From the warm hearted Souls of men In this origin Only to begin all over Between the Heath and clover I will be there I know you care

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WOMEN OF COLOUR WHAT’S YOUR FLAVOUR GALLANTLY TRIUMPHANT EXOTIC COMFORTS MAN-MADE FIBRES AS IT TRIGGERS THE JOY OF THE WORLD FOR EVERY BOY AND GIRL WOMEN THAT WOULD SHARE OF ECLETIC HAIR LONG OR SHORT TO SUIT ALSORTS ‘TIS NOT THEIR OWN FROM SOMEONE ELSE’S HOAN ENDLESS SPRAYS AND CREAMS TO MAKE IT SHEEN FEELING THE FLOW OF SOMEONE ELSE’S GLOW ON TO THEIR HEAD CHANGING IMAGES OF STEAD IMAGINERY FALSE JOIN TO THE PULSE OF THIS SURPLUS ENERGY AND SYNERGY FOLLOWING FASHION ENDLESS CONFUSION FULL OF EMOTION TIME TO MAKE A STAND FORGET ABOUT TOWING THE BAND BE PROUD OF ONE SELF NATURALLY, AND NOT ON THE SHELF WITHIN THE EXISTENCE AND BEING PERSISTANT CLAMPERING OFF THE MOTHER SHIP AND THE WHIPS CENTURIES OF CONFUSION ALMOST AN ILLUSION MOVING FORWARD TO NOW HOW TIME HAS GROWN TO BE ACCEPTED AS TO BE EXPECTED THE WAY TO BEGIN LOOKING DEEP WITHIN TIMES ENDLESS STRUGGLES AND MOVING BATTLES THE DREAM IS HERE IN THE INNERMOST STRASTOSPHERE BEING PROUD SAY IT ALOUD COMING TOGETHER LIVING NATURAL FOREVER THE HUMAN BODY IS NOT SHODDY IT IS THE ONE LIFE OF STRIFE IN AN EVER CHANGING ENTITY FROM NOW TO ETERNITY LOOKING TO SYMBOLISM USING THE WISDOM TO BE ACCEPTED AS YOU ARE THE WORLD TRULY CARES ONE LIFE ONE LOVE PEACE

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Feb 12, 2014

Feb 12, 2014 at 2:36 PM UTC

carolyn-bayne

THE WAY OF THE WORLD

WOMEN OF COLOUR WHAT’S YOUR FLAVOUR GALLANTLY TRIUMPHANT EXOTIC COMFORTS MAN-MADE FIBRES AS IT TRIGGERS THE JOY OF THE WORLD FOR EVERY BOY AND GIRL WOMEN THAT WOULD SHARE OF ECLETIC HAIR LONG OR SHORT TO SUIT ALSORTS ‘TIS NOT THEIR OWN FROM SOMEONE ELSE’S HOAN ENDLESS SPRAYS AND CREAMS TO MAKE IT SHEEN FEELING THE FLOW OF SOMEONE ELSE’S GLOW ON TO THEIR HEAD CHANGING IMAGES OF STEAD IMAGINERY FALSE JOIN TO THE PULSE OF THIS SURPLUS ENERGY AND SYNERGY FOLLOWING FASHION ENDLESS CONFUSION FULL OF EMOTION TIME TO MAKE A STAND FORGET ABOUT TOWING THE BAND BE PROUD OF ONE SELF NATURALLY, AND NOT ON THE SHELF WITHIN THE EXISTENCE AND BEING PERSISTANT CLAMPERING OFF THE MOTHER SHIP AND THE WHIPS CENTURIES OF CONFUSION ALMOST AN ILLUSION MOVING FORWARD TO NOW HOW TIME HAS GROWN TO BE ACCEPTED AS TO BE EXPECTED THE WAY TO BEGIN LOOKING DEEP WITHIN TIMES ENDLESS STRUGGLES AND MOVING BATTLES THE DREAM IS HERE IN THE INNERMOST STRASTOSPHERE BEING PROUD SAY IT ALOUD COMING TOGETHER LIVING NATURAL FOREVER THE HUMAN BODY IS NOT SHODDY IT IS THE ONE LIFE OF STRIFE IN AN EVER CHANGING ENTITY FROM NOW TO ETERNITY LOOKING TO SYMBOLISM USING THE WISDOM TO BE ACCEPTED AS YOU ARE THE WORLD TRULY CARES ONE LIFE ONE LOVE PEACE

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A MONOLOGUE Walking through the path of solitude Through the busy streets And the passing tweets The crowds are hustling Bustling Walking by, my head in air Trying to reach that path To a solitary stair Over the bridge I go Along a narrow road Turning left with the rows Upon rows of period houses In their thousands I walk past and up the steep hill To the path of solitude at will Meandering across from left to right My solitude has come back to beat the fight Walking and listening to the birds in the trees And so it is a gentle breeze I reached to the top and turn left A mingle of people surround As I walk, listening and watching Sometimes trotting along the lonely path of solitude I turn right to a row of more trees Gathering together amongst the breeze Along the pathway The smell of foliage, crisp and clear All is quiet along the path of solitude Listening, thinking, observing The silence in the air Above and below Low and behold So tranquil and bare On the right, a school, quiet as it may seem In their classrooms learning a dream Moving on in my solitude Viewing from a distance The rows of vehicles To and fro To and fro Too far away to hear their engines Too many to mention My solitude is still with me Walking amidst the sheltered trees Me in midst Like the abyss Leaving the wooded trees Turning left to a suburb Of rows upon rows of semi detached Still and quiet As if the world has gone to sleep Now walking at a steady pace Saving grace Vehicles in the driveway And people coming out Chatting, laughing As if in doubt I take another left Descending downhill Cross the road quickly Streams of vehicles Moving uneasily Pace quickens And the movement thickens My solitude is disturbed Unperturbed Around the corner I go How would I know? The right path to true solitude

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Nov 28, 2013

Nov 28, 2013 at 11:27 AM UTC

carolyn-bayne

THE PATH TO SOLITUDE

A MONOLOGUE Walking through the path of solitude Through the busy streets And the passing tweets The crowds are hustling Bustling Walking by, my head in air Trying to reach that path To a solitary stair Over the bridge I go Along a narrow road Turning left with the rows Upon rows of period houses In their thousands I walk past and up the steep hill To the path of solitude at will Meandering across from left to right My solitude has come back to beat the fight Walking and listening to the birds in the trees And so it is a gentle breeze I reached to the top and turn left A mingle of people surround As I walk, listening and watching Sometimes trotting along the lonely path of solitude I turn right to a row of more trees Gathering together amongst the breeze Along the pathway The smell of foliage, crisp and clear All is quiet along the path of solitude Listening, thinking, observing The silence in the air Above and below Low and behold So tranquil and bare On the right, a school, quiet as it may seem In their classrooms learning a dream Moving on in my solitude Viewing from a distance The rows of vehicles To and fro To and fro Too far away to hear their engines Too many to mention My solitude is still with me Walking amidst the sheltered trees Me in midst Like the abyss Leaving the wooded trees Turning left to a suburb Of rows upon rows of semi detached Still and quiet As if the world has gone to sleep Now walking at a steady pace Saving grace Vehicles in the driveway And people coming out Chatting, laughing As if in doubt I take another left Descending downhill Cross the road quickly Streams of vehicles Moving uneasily Pace quickens And the movement thickens My solitude is disturbed Unperturbed Around the corner I go How would I know? The right path to true solitude

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TREES BLOWING IN THE NIGHT SKY MELLOWING SLOWLY AS I WALK ON BY THE GENTLE BREEZE SUMMER ****** NIGHT LIFE EASING SOMEWHAT PLEASING FROM THE SUDDEN PACE OF MORNING GRACE THE DAWN HAS PAST SO FAST TAKEN FOR GRANTED TO FIND THE ANSWER AND THE AROMA OF AIR STILL AND BARE FLOWERS HAVE BLOOMED AS THE DAY TIME LOOMED UPON BROKEN DREAMS AS IT SEEMS HOPE AND FEARS THROUGHOUT THE YEARS LINGERING LONGINGLY EXCEPTIONALLY TASTE OF THE NIGHT LIFE AND SMELL OF GLADNESS UNTIL THE END

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Aug 30, 2013

Aug 30, 2013 at 5:20 PM UTC

carolyn-bayne

THE AIR WE BREATHE

TREES BLOWING IN THE NIGHT SKY MELLOWING SLOWLY AS I WALK ON BY THE GENTLE BREEZE SUMMER ****** NIGHT LIFE EASING SOMEWHAT PLEASING FROM THE SUDDEN PACE OF MORNING GRACE THE DAWN HAS PAST SO FAST TAKEN FOR GRANTED TO FIND THE ANSWER AND THE AROMA OF AIR STILL AND BARE FLOWERS HAVE BLOOMED AS THE DAY TIME LOOMED UPON BROKEN DREAMS AS IT SEEMS HOPE AND FEARS THROUGHOUT THE YEARS LINGERING LONGINGLY EXCEPTIONALLY TASTE OF THE NIGHT LIFE AND SMELL OF GLADNESS UNTIL THE END

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