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Happy Man

I wanna be
A happy man
Live and playing
All that I can

Love and giving
All of me
A happy man
I will be

I wanna be
A loving man
Care and lend
A helping hand

Make ‘em laugh
A little bit
Make a bit
Of a difference

I wanna see
A world that’s free
All living life
In harmony

I wanna hear
The bluebirds song
I want the dance
Go on n on

I wanna be
A happy sort
Who’s living life
For all it’s worth

I’m gonna be
A happy guy
And then I’ll fly
High in the sky

Bill MacEachern 3/18/23
irinia Mar 1
my eyes a blue absence memories disguised in tears
I cannot be other but a song, as simple as that
I am you only in the morning, then
I commute the night to the tempo of your steps
you should come with me to the edge of noise
of haze of pearls where all begins with a duchenne smile
I am surrounded by blind walls free only in my sleep
when I fall far away from me in another you
what I say have already been said many times
by candlelight in truth and bone marrow
the fullness of my love too deep for sorrow
Steve Page Feb 27
They say that in London
you're never more than 10 foot
from a rat
and a stone's throw
from a poet.
The space in between is taken up
by stalking survey takers.

The crooked streets
that were once paved with gold
are now peppered
with monochrome gum,
half finished poems
and generous cigarette butts.

But out in the painted parks,
within the chorus of churches
or secured in our community halls -  
that's where you can still hear us sing.
City observations
Jeremy Betts Feb 23
Talk to me, trust me to listen
Allow me see what everyone else has been missin'
Feel free to be exactly the person you are
Call out to me knowing I'll never be to far
I know you've been hurt, I know I've played a part
Allow me the chance to unbreak your broken heart
I understand your stance on never again
I just want to see that smile returned to my best friend

Tell me, what makes you happy and
Tell me, what makes you sad
Tell me your best day and every one that's turned out bad
Tell me, what makes you laugh and
Tell me, what makes you mad
Tell me your nightmares and every dream you've ever had

Step to the side and I'll respect the space
Turn to me when in need of a warm embrace
When you have something to say I'll be a captivated audience
When you can't find the words, we can sit here in silence
If you want to fly I'll help mold your wings
Let us set sail to find what tomorrow brings
The future is unknown, let's write out own ending
You could do it alone, I know, so know it's a desire to be accompanying

Tell me, what makes you happy and
Tell me, what makes you sad
Tell me your best day and every one that's turned out bad
Tell me, what makes you laugh and
Tell me, what makes you mad
Tell me your nightmares and every dream you've ever had


We aren't perfect, never strive too
Two broken people applying our own glue
We want but we don't need
Together, never been more free
Making this breed of love we feeeeeeeel more than real

Tell me, what makes you happy and
Tell me, what makes you sad
Tell me your best day and every one that's turned out bad
Tell me, what makes you laugh and
Tell me, what makes you mad
Tell me your nightmares and every dream you've ever had


(Possible bridge or outro)

...makes you happy...makes you sad
...your best day... rescript the bad
... your laughter...so cute when mad
...together in all the dreams being had
Steve Page Feb 11
Like a bond song, rising from the depths
catching the theme, casting its charm,
holding the frame, teasing us
giving us just enough of what we’re waiting for
and keeping us all in the moment,
gun shot by shot, brass blast by blast,
until the action breaks across the screen,
drawing every gasp, taking every heart,
holding every gaze, clutching every throat,
- until the strings break in
and bring release and joy and disbelief
as the hero survives yet again
to bring the world its peace
Watchin the documentary ' The sound of 007 ''
Isabella Jan 31
his secrets
are like ocean foam
rising to the surface
and she tries to breathe
as if it's air

her worries
are like the ocean floor
sinking further down
and he wont touch them
however deep he goes

his secrets
are like ocean foam
hushing with the waves
drowning out the noise
that rings in her ears

juvenile analogies
an attempt to make it clearer
my reflection in the water
is why i cant look in the mirror

his secrets
are like ocean foam
bubbles on the shore
and he tries to keep them
white like lies

her worries
are like the ocean floor
pressure gets to her head
he could swim forever
wouldn't make a dent

overwritten concepts
fears i shouldn't say
bury my head in the sand
until it goes away
Chris Bee Dec 2022
I wish my small voice,
the one that cracks,
could fill a room with music.

Longing for a deep baritone,
able to turn heads
and take their breath away

I want to garner respect;
have most know me
from voice alone.

A lonely world it is
not having that strong voice
or even a room to fill it with.
A poem about music, but more about confidence.
xavier thomas Dec 2022
I’ll lead the way just follow my move
I’ll provide you with care
You called me to rescue you
Hold on to that prayer

Just be all mine…
Just be all mine…

Follow me straight to the heavens…

No more baggage, ok?
Don’t carry that weight
You’re afraid it’s ok
No more drama nor running
I’ll lead the way just follow my move
Provided with care

I’ll show you how deep this love will be…

I’ll lead the way, follow me
I’ll provide you care
You called to rescue you
Just hold that prayer

No baggage, ok?
Don’t carry that weight
You’re afraid it’s ok
No more drama nor running, uh

No baggage, ok
Carry no weight
Afraid, it’s ok
No running away

I’ll show you how deep love will be…
I’ll show you how deep love will be…
Hold that prayer

No baggage, ok
Carry no weight
You’re afraid it’s ok
No drama today
Don’t cry

No baggage, ok
Carrying the weight

No baggage today
No baggage today
No baggage today
No baggage today
No baggage today
~Inspired by one of my favorite 1992 singers~
Sade
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2022
(Verse 1:)
Sometimes wish I could just end it all
Truthfully
I will never have the *****
Stand atop a building fifty-something feet tall
Look dow
Never fall
I want courage to take the first step off and fly
I am holding out for a more noble way to die

(Hook:)
I keep running
Keep on running
I cannot stop
Think I need some help
I keep running
Keep on running
I cannot stop
Can't get away from myself

(Verse 2:)
Is there life after we are dead and gone?
If not
Energy still survives on
Trying to not be scared of the great beyond
Embrace journey whether short or long
Begin every dawn with a smile on my face
Gratitude that can't be erased
Too much ******* to evade or avoid
World is not perfect
Can always be enjoyed

(Hook)

(Verse 3:)
Either way I gotta face it
Embrace life
I can't erase it
Can't trade places with someone and I can't quit
Wear my shoes
They the only pair that fit
But realized a long time ago
Feeling full of questions
Should probably let go
Accept that some things I'll never know
If you are not learning
You'll never grow
Obviously sung to the tune of Erase Me by Kid Cudi
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