The mighty sea is our mother here on earth She gave birth to her teeming masses We were borne of her salted depths And that is where we must return. She sends her seagulls To cry of freedom in azure skies
I hear her sirens wail Far away in the depths of my sleep Come back to me, my son. Swim in the freedoms of my worlds. See my wonders You are mine And I am yours
Breathe your air out there But remember You belong here in the cooling waters Of eternity Come back to your mother. And live with me forever For you must Return to me You were born of the sea You belong to me.
for the heck of me I don't know where this came from. Like Scrooge said to Marley's ghost You could be a piece of undigested cheese. LOL Jude
Opened in a little ring of pleasure Lips so soft and innocent, untouched Body moving with the delights of yourself And I don’t want to kiss you So much as I want to worship you And all I can do Is wait for sweet sounds to escape you Involuntary, moans of an angel It’s the music I needed this morning, The music I long for always
Say it loud Say it proud Do whatever you feel Say it loud Say it proud Let’s go and make a deal Say it loud Say it proud No regrets No mistakes Say it loud Say it proud It’s all give and take Say it loud Say it proud Let’s all make a change Say it loud Say it proud Let’s band together and exchange Say it loud Say it proud Stand up and say your name Say it loud Say it proud Well all rise to fame
sometimes I feel as if the fountain of ideas has run dry like every poem, movie, book, song is in one way or another the same as another one is it possible? have we reached our peak? will there ever be anything new? fresh? even this poem I am writing now is it just recycled material?
I seek nothing, But security Yet all that I'm bearing, Was pure cruelty. Deceived by you, I was torn, Light shine through, A tragedy was born. All hail to the one, Tear me, break me apart, All hail to the one, Make me a suicide art.