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Jimmy Hegan Sep 2015
TRUE NEVER DIES
Jimmy Hegan
Sep 2015
WHATEVER DEEDS YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FEELINGS YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER CHEATING YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER LOVE YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER RACE YOU RUN TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FIRMS YOU CREATE TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER SCAMS YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER JUDGEMENT YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FACES AND COLOURS YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER YOU SHOW TO WORLD TRUE NEVER DIES.
WRONG DEEDS NEVER WINS AGAINST TRUE, SO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FEELINGS YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER CHEATING YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER LOVE YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER RACE YOU RUN TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FIRMS YOU CREATE TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER SCAMS YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER JUDGEMENT YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FACES AND COLOURS YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER YOU SHOW TO WORLD TRUE NEVER DIES.
WRONG DEEDS NEVER WINS AGAINST TRUE, SO TRUE NEVER DIES.
Ivan Brooks Sr
Jul 2018
When a published poet dies,
A shooting star falls.
The universe cries
And rainbows hugs waterfalls.
When an old poet dies,
A new poet is born.
Nature lights up a million fireflies,
And a ship gives a tot on its horn.
When a young poet dies,
A Crack appears in a crystal ball.
A Fountain pen dries,
And a sad poem appears on a wall.
When an old poetess dies,
For a while the wind will cease.
Petals will fall from Lillies,
And disappear without a trace.
When a great poetess dies,
Fallen poets observe silence.
The men adorn black bow ties,
And the ladies dress in elegance.
When any poet dies,
The world loses a bright mind.
Shakespeare appears across the skies,
Waving to those of us left behind.
When a poor poet dies,
Nothing at all happens.
The world goes about its duties
He goes on to rest with other legends.
#IvanBrooksPoetry
29/7/2018
A shooting star falls.
The universe cries
And rainbows hugs waterfalls.
When an old poet dies,
A new poet is born.
Nature lights up a million fireflies,
And a ship gives a tot on its horn.
When a young poet dies,
A Crack appears in a crystal ball.
A Fountain pen dries,
And a sad poem appears on a wall.
When an old poetess dies,
For a while the wind will cease.
Petals will fall from Lillies,
And disappear without a trace.
When a great poetess dies,
Fallen poets observe silence.
The men adorn black bow ties,
And the ladies dress in elegance.
When any poet dies,
The world loses a bright mind.
Shakespeare appears across the skies,
Waving to those of us left behind.
When a poor poet dies,
Nothing at all happens.
The world goes about its duties
He goes on to rest with other legends.
#IvanBrooksPoetry
29/7/2018
A poet dies but he's not done..his words lives on.
Sophie Jun 2018
When the Captain Dies.
Sophie
Jun 2018
We shall rule, when the Captain dies,
We know and we believe,
As we wait patiently,
As we plan carefully.
When the Captain dies, we shall rule,
We have taken in more,
More than we can condone,
But we will not lash out,
Because,
We shall rule, when the Captain dies.
We shall rule, when the Captain dies,
No one will accuse us,
No one will think it is us,
Because they can not see our hearts,
And we have served with our blood,
And with smiles on our faces,
Surely,
When the Captain dies, we shall rule,
We deserve to rule,
The Captain will have to die,
For us to rule,
So,
We shall rule, when the Captain dies.
We shall rule, when the captain dies,
They say,
But there can only be one Captain,
Who will be the Captain?
If we all want to rule,
We shall know the answer,
When the poor Captain dies,
Because as we secretly chant,
When the Captain dies, we shall rule.
We know and we believe,
As we wait patiently,
As we plan carefully.
When the Captain dies, we shall rule,
We have taken in more,
More than we can condone,
But we will not lash out,
Because,
We shall rule, when the Captain dies.
We shall rule, when the Captain dies,
No one will accuse us,
No one will think it is us,
Because they can not see our hearts,
And we have served with our blood,
And with smiles on our faces,
Surely,
When the Captain dies, we shall rule,
We deserve to rule,
The Captain will have to die,
For us to rule,
So,
We shall rule, when the Captain dies.
We shall rule, when the captain dies,
They say,
But there can only be one Captain,
Who will be the Captain?
If we all want to rule,
We shall know the answer,
When the poor Captain dies,
Because as we secretly chant,
When the Captain dies, we shall rule.