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First off, here are poems that were written by me, I, and with a little help from myself. I hope you all enjoy, and I strongly suggest that you respectfully ask for my permission, if you wish to send one of these poems to a friend. No stealing, no piracy, no worries!
On with the show!
 A Letter to the hopeless, by Mike O.
Even if you feel all hope is lost
and you feel that life is too great a cost,
you must remember that you are not alone
and you must not feel like you're on your own.
Many have felt the same at times,
and sadly, some have crossed the lines.
They will be missed, rest assured,
that is way living is better preferred.
Don't abandon the love of your friends.
They'll always stick with you to the end.
And your family is always there for you,
so you can always turn to them too.
We're all loved by somebody, and this I know
because my friends have proved it so.
Think of the future, it can get better.
Don't slip away, leaving only a letter.
You're loved, you're precious, you're something in life.
Do not succumb to misery and strife.
Think of the ones that love you dearly,
they mean it, you know? Honest; sincerely.
Take hold of your life; it's the only life you get.
Make it special, and never forget
that you have the potential to be a success,
despite this moment when things are a mess.
I love to hate Valentine's Day - Written by KidMike.
Verse 1:
Yes my friends,
it's that time of year.
The worst of them all,
the day that we fear.
They've got hearts,
they've got flowers,
I got nothing
and I feel sour.... so sour...
Chorus:
Bust this,
I've got the jist
on my Valentine list!
However, expect it to be
less than it was originally!
So I don't get flowers?
Eh, who cares?
I can pick 'em when I want 'em,
And I wont have to share!
I may not have someone,
but that doesn't make me no one.
Because, in the long run,
I still have some fun!
So bring it on down;
it doesn't make me blue,
because I'm content with my feelings,
and you should be too!
Verse 2:
So you're stumped, you say?
You got dumped, you say?
Don't be so down,
look up and say hey!
You may not have it all too good this year,
but it shouldn't bring a tear -
love can wait another year!...
Chorus:
Bust this,
I've got the jist
on my Valentine list!
However, expect it to be
less than it was originally!
So I don't get flowers?
Eh, who cares?
I can pick 'em when I want 'em,
And I wont have to share!
I may not have someone,
but that doesn't make me no one.
Because, in the long run,
I still have some fun!
So bring it on down;
it doesn't make me blue,
because I'm content with my business,
and you should be too!
Bridge:
So why... Why do I still feel so empty?
Please, just take a close look inside me.
I... don't want to die... alone.
These... are my true feelings, that I... have shown...
B-side chorus:
So just what exactly do you think that you're lacking?
Is this the kind of day that you go around, slacking?
Heck no, rise up and stand up for yourself!
You'll be much stronger when you do, and that's good for your health!
Even on a day that's not quite like the rest,
you have to think positive! Consider yourself blessed!
Hang with your friends, and don't break a sweat.
Things will soon change, and then you'll be set!
Outro:
Just don't think that this will last forever.
Soon the bonds of sadness will be severed.
You have your whole life, and it's not always pain and strife.... And Valentines Day sucks butt, anywaysss!
An ode to Santa Clause, (who didn't get me my BB gun for christmas in '94), by Mike O.
Look at the snow; look at the trees!
The cool, crisp air makes me want to sneeze!
But in the air is one other feeling,
and I must tell you, it's not too appealing.
That fat man in the big, red sleigh
still had the guts to come my way,
despite the fact of what he had done -
he forgot to give me a BB gun.
'Twas the night before Christmas;
many still slept,
except for one whom,
through the house, crept.
The rest of the family was still sleeping in,
while KidMike set up a sniping position.
He waited behind the brick, smoke stack;
the night atmosphere was cold and black.
Then, out of the sky, came a small red light,
Santa's sleigh followed, entirely in flight.
I waited and watched as he landed on our house,
and I snuck over to his sleigh, silent as a mouse.
The only weapon I had - A plastic cap gun;
don't ask me, it wasn't for fun.
But in the dark, no one could see,
the weapon I held, all too clearly.
"Freeze!", I said as I pointed the toy,
Santa's reply? "Ho hooo boy..."
"Where's the BB gun you promised me, man?
All you got me was frying pan!"
"I'm sorry!", he said as he trembled with fright,
"Here, tell you what! I'll make things right!"
And out of his bag, to my surprise,
I had to open and close my eyes!
For there, in his hands, was my BB gun!
"Oh joy!", I screamed! "Oh wow; oh fun!"
I grabbed it from him, and smiled happily!
If only the entire world could see...
He snuck back into his big, red sleigh,
and very hurriedly, got away.
I didn't care, I was so happy,
but then, another idea came to me!
I aimed at his sleigh; oh, what a sight!
I fired and hit his rear, tail light!
The police pulled him over and took him to jail,
and his elves had to get him out on bail!
Hehehehe!
Merry Christmas, one and all!
Name: Untitled
Written by: Mike O.
"Now I may not like to swim, but I've brought a blanket.
Please follow me and dive underneath it.
We can lay on the beach, with the wind in our hair,
and love each other silly as we fight for air.
I just really love the way you look, and...
the way your toes brush against the sand.
After all is quiet, I'd like to say:
Either this is love, or heaven was just one kiss away.
'Oh my goodness, it's your star!'
You smile and it reminds me of how beautiful you are.
I see its reflection on your pearly teeth,
as I cradle your head in my arm beneath.
My heart beats more as you cuddle in close,
and cheek touches cheek as soft as a rose.
I hold you so tight, nothing can steal you away.
Not even the tide, come later next day.
The wind carries sound of waves crashing ashore,
but right now I hear your lovely voice, more -
Whispering to me as if anything louder,
would cause me to vanish and leave you alone there.
I think it's the best to hear you sigh,
and oh, how I'd hold you if you were to cry.
Let's hide away, and look at the view.
Just me and you, and the ocean blue."
(End.)
Life in summary, by Mike O.
The day you were born was a day of much joy.
Your parents couldn't wait for a girl or a boy.
You were brought into this world to live and to love;
You came from heaven; like a light from above.
Do you remember being the center of attention?
Smothered by others' love and affection?
You were a blessing to all, and so much more.
Your presence set many hearts to soar.
There were many years of happiness then,
and they will be remembered, now and again.
But you've grown up and moved on to bigger things.
Like princes that train to be the next kings.
How about the time you found out romance?
Like the very first time you went to a dance.
You tried your hardest to find someone,
and when you did, it was so much fun.
You felt loved, you felt so free.
A better time, there could never be.
But the times continue to move along,
like the neverending rythm of a classic song.
You made it to college and passed the class.
And for that alone, we raise a glass.
You started on your very own career.
Remember you dreamed of this moment for years?
You had a good job, and a big home,
but strange how you still felt all alone?
You needed someone to share your life with;
someone to hug and someone to kiss.
You found a person, better than the rest.
You eventually get married; isn't it the best?
The two of you shared a wonderful life,
living together as husband and wife.
The next couple of years were very well spent,
looking after your kids and paying the rent.
You had high hopes that your kids would be like you;
you wanted them to have a good life too.
Soon, after many long years of growth,
there comes the day that all parents fear most.
"I need a car", you heard them say.
You thought of all the insurance you must pay.
But soon, you found that it was just fine.
They had such a wonderful, joyous time.
Now they would go and start their own life.
The thought alone can be of some strife.
But don't you worry, you raised them well.
How things turn out, only time will tell.
Time moves forward, and you grow much older.
And as you found out, it seemed much colder.
Life just didn't seem so lively anymore.
Your body wore down, and your health got poor.
Eventually, you passed away that one winter night.
Your family grieving was such a sad sight.
But you're in a better place now, with no more pain.
The joy you feel cannot be abstained.
You are still remembered, you still are loved,
even in your home in the skies above.
My Angel, Forever, by Mike O.
Where have you gone to, my lifelong friend?
As far as the world goes, which has no end.
Even in the sad passing of your demise,
there's still no hiding the beauty in your eyes.
We used to be children growing up in life,
from beginning to end, from a friend to my wife.
Your presence has moved me to warmth, so greatly. I've
noticed how much more beautiful you are, lately.
Why did you have to leave now, why?
I didn't even get to say goodbye.
I wish I could give you a kiss right now;
we'll be together again, somehow.
But knowing that you're looking down on me
makes me be the best I can be.
That car crash was the reason you're in a better place,
and everytime I look up, I see your face.
Smiling as if you were alive again,
smiling just like when you were my friend.
And I'll thank God for having met you;
You were my life; now and forever, true.
Dedicated to my girlfriend, Katie - I love you, angel!
(...At least, that's back when she was my girlfriend.)
Lyrics.com - A poem to commemorate the site I bum around for the majority of my Internet time, by Mike O.
Somewhere, out in cyberspace,
there is a semi-charming place;
A place where people can discuss
all things fun, and serious.
Lyrics.com is this place;
it leaves a smile on your face!
It can also be of much dismay,
since many choose to spell tHIs wAy!
At times, the posts can be absurd,
with the silliest topics ever heard.
Some can be unusually smart,
and this is how good debates start.
But beware if you choose to be a fool,
for many will want to have a duel
- A duel of intelligence and of wit,
not that there's anything wrong with it.
Just be prepared to take some heat.
Who knew debates could be such a feat?
And in the end, if you don't prevail,
just accept the fact that you failed.
We all get along; we really try.
But if we don't like you, you'd better fly!
Or do your best to try and be
A nicer person; that's the key!
So if you want to say hello,
lyrics.com is the place to go!
Get online and type it in,
then let the crazy fun begin!
We might seem very weird, at first.
You'll even think that you are cursed.
But, don't you worry! Not all of us bite,
but those who do cause an awful fright!
Har har har, this poem was written by:
"Kid" Mike - R.O.C.!
"The gates of rock & roll will never close on me!" - VAST
Where there is light, there is you.
Where there is me, there is doubt.
I want to say I love you,
but my time is running out.
I have been hurt before, so bad.
I don't want to die,
but it's these things that make me sad;
I can't even tell you why.
But would you accept me for who I am?
Would your love be my foundation?
Or would your love erode away
from lies and accusations?
Somehow, I know you're the one for me.
But am I the one for you?
Please tell me; I need to see
if what I feel is true.
Like the archer who strives to attain,
I will shoot straight for the middle.
Like the wise man, who walks with a cane,
I'll somehow solve this riddle.
This uncertainty has me blinded,
but I just long to see.
So if you are indeed the one,
just listen to this plea...
With God as my witness, by Mike O.
With God as my witness,
And faith as my cane,
I walk blindly
through a world of pain.
I fear not what danger lies ahead,
For when I fear of struggle,
I turn to him instead.
A brokenhearted soul,
in this dark and evil place,
Just looking for a love,
in another persons face.
No reason to hide,
for eventually comes peace.
These fears will not last long,
and the emptiness will cease.
Humans desire money,
Humans desire greed,
And humans mistreat humans,
And, off their sorrow, they feed.
But people are not perfect,
So has God, decreed.
We were born into sin,
As is inherited, in our seed.
Why should we try to be like God,
when were not even close?
When all it seems were good for
Is to want, complain, and boast.
Because, even though were sinful,
And even though were vain,
Were made in his image,
though our hearts, we must train.
Seeking to be like God,
Is much better than not.
Much better than being human,
With your sin causing you to rot.
It is written in the bible:
Even though we feel so lost,
That we always have a friend in Christ,
Who paid a heavy cost.
How many of your closest friends,
Would give up their lives for you?
Even though they say they would,
It may not always be true.
Jesus endured a lot, you see.
He was human once, too.
And despite the abuse of those who forsook,
To his word, he stood true.
Jesus has been there when no one else has,
Hes never left my side.
Sometimes, I feel hes my only friend,
And in his words, I confide.
And though Ive turned my back on him,
And left him for my selfishness,
Has he ever hated me?
I have not forsaken you., he says.
I admit that I think of myself as wise,
But all of that is nothing in Gods eyes.
My knowledge of the world would not save,
My soul from Hell on Judgement Day.
My money would not buy my way in
To Gods kingdom, to be with him.
Believing in money is like worshipping ,
pocket-sized idols, made for easy carrying.
At times, Ive wanted to pass away,
By my own hand, or some other way.
But its he who redeems and restores my faith,
And allows me refuge to keep me safe.
All doubt, self-pity and hopelessness,
Comes from Satan, in trials and tests.
Only God can help overcome,
The wrong and destruction that Satan has done.
So why do people blame it on the Lord?
Is their sin too costly for them to afford?
The answer is yes, and that is why,
You confess it to God and not hold it inside.
So now that I have stood with him,
Despite the destruction of my sins,
I feel a closeness that grows and grows,
For God is forgiving, like no one knows.
Well, on top of poetry, I also have a lot of really deep thoughts which I write to ease my often troubled and depressed mind. Enjoy! Once again, no stealing! Always ask!
There's still a place close to my heart, for you, a place that withstands abuse and hurt. One that stands strong against sadness and emptiness.
This heart, you have run away from. But never does it stray from your sight.
A broken dream is the testament to reality.
The reality hurts more than the shattered dream.
Give me a love like a river - If it is shallow, I will walk across it and never look back. If it is deep, I will walk into it and gladly drown... For what do I have to fear? My body may flow free, but you anchor my soul, and so I will never be lost.
None of us are born perfect...
We are all cursed with the desire to be cherished. We will never be satisfied until we have passed away.
We have no choice in what goes on... Love is not bound by any set of rules... To lose to love is to be cut of the anchor that holds you close to the shore.... You can only drift and drift and drift until you are recovered and once again tied to the foundation of security that you've been searching for...
But there is always land, and you do not drift forever... Set your sails for the direction you feel is right and let the wind take you to where you are destined to go.
If there were a star born with you,
no doubt that it would have it's chance to shine.
If there were a star born with you,
wouldn't you love to see it stand out above the other stars? Or would you not care if it stood, looking like all the rest?
If there were a star born with you,
would it always be there for you to see? Or would you have to strain just to catch glimpse of it?
If there were a star born with you,
would you fly to it? Or would you not even bother?
If there were a star born with you,
would you set your sights on it? Or would you ignore it?
If there were a star born with you,
and it faded, would you care?
Sometimes, the most important things, even if they are far away, can still be precious... Stay true, and never stop looking towards anything you are seeking. Even if the skies are cloudy, it'll be there for quite sometime.
Written by: "Kid" Mike - R.O.C.!
A special thanks to those of you who were patient! I'm finally getting around to updating this particular page. So now, without further or do, I am now introducing lyrics to the songs our band has put together. Oh, and if you think the majority of our songs are meaningful and deep... Hahahah!...... You are wrong!
Rock/Rap mix (Please, hold in your pee.)
Bass, lyrics and vocals - Sam M.
Electric guitar and vocals - Mike O.
Drums - Matt O.
Verse 1:
I'm Sam, and we've got Matt and Mike,
and we are here to express our rights!
Tonight, I felt we should do a song.
I just hope that it doesn't go wrong.
Tonight, I thought that we could say
that rap and rock, they can mix anyday.
Some people may not understand, but who cares?
We know we've got the fans!
Chorus:
So tonight! We're going to express our rights! We're going to put up a fight! YEAH! That's right! - x2
Verse 2:
Here's verse number two.
I just hope it doesn't make you blue,
'cuz you're sitting there, listening, and you're stuck to the chair just like you're stuck with glue.
Don't be mad, 'cuz we got Michael and Matt,
and don't be mad, because we've got the perfect mix of rock and rap. Don't be mad, because we're phat.
But to all other artists, we tip our hat!
Chorus:
So tonight! We're going to express our rights! We're going to put up a fight! YEAH! That's right! - x2
Verse 3:
Verse numero three.
Please, hold in your pee!
Don't fret, we're almost done.
So please, just put down the gun.
You know I give props to Santa Clause, despite all of Kris Kringle's flaws. Despite rudolph and those annoying elves, with the annoying voices. - SEND THEM ALL TO HELL!
Old man Santa, yeah he's really cool.
Thanks to him, I've got a brand new swimming pool!
Then there's that Easter Bunny,
he thinks he's really funny.
But to learn about that,
you'll have to listen to our next track!
Chorus:
So tonight! We're going to express our rights! We're going to put up a fight! YEAH! That's right! - x2
End.
Untitled Punk Song
Electric guitar, lyrics and vocals - Mike O.
Bass, lyrics and vocals - Sam M.
Drums - Matt O.
Verse 1:
My current point of view
is awfully misconstrued.
I had a girl, who was so far away.
But we broke up, and now it's ok!
Chorus:
We're sad, we're mad, we're full of dismay!...
And things aren't going our way! - 2x
What I see, in this place; no love, just war and hate.
And why does everything
seem to be confused?
And why does everyone get abused?
Verse 2:
Good guys get all the bad luck,
and they're always getting stuck.
But, to the good guys, I'd like to say:
You'll get the girls, someday!
Chorus:
We're sad, we're mad, we're full of dismay!...
And things aren't going our way! - 2x
What I see, in this place; no love, just war and hate.
And why does everything, seem to be confused.
Why does everyone get abused?
The bridge!
(Bridge)
(Solo)
We're sad, we're mad, we're full of dismay!...
And things aren't going our way! - 4x
End.
Killer Laundry Room
Electric guitar, lyrics and vocals - Sam M.
Bass - Mike O.
Drums - Matt O.
(All spoken)
Verse 1:
The trek was HORRIBLE!
Socks were sucking at my legs like quicksand!
Underpants FLEW at me, like something from the pits of Hades!
Shoelaces tried to hold me down, while the khaki shorts attempted to BEHEAD me!
....This was my trip to the laundry room!
Verse 2:
That's right, the laundry room.
This is where my dirty clothes reside.
The jeans attacked me with a loud boom.
They nearly took out my EYE!
Verse 3:
Why do the dirty clothes attack me like they do?
The encrusted underwear, within it marks of POO!
End.
Underpants Gnomes
Electric guitar, lyrics and vocals - Sam M.
Bass - Mike O.
Drums - Matt O.
Verse 1:
This song is to let you know
of where your underpants go.
Just where do they go;
where do they reside?
Where does the underwear hide?
If you listen closely
you will hear the chants,
beneath the drawers of your underpants...
Beneath the drawers of your underpants.
Go!
Verse 2:
The Gnomes are responsible.
Yeah, that's right.
The Underpants Gnomes. -
They are the ones that raid your home.
I said, they raided your home!
They're on your skin; they're in your hair.
Watch out, 'cuz they're everywhere.....
stealing your boxers and your underwear!
Go!
Verse 3:
One more time!
This song is to let you know
of where your underpants go.
Just where do they go;
where do they reside?
Where does the underwear hide?
If you listen closely
you will hear the chants,
beneath the drawers of your underpants...
Beneath the drawers of your underpants.
Woooo!
End.
Ever-ride
Lyrics - Chris N.
Vocals - Sam M.
Electric guitar - Mike O.
Drums - Matt O.
(Lyrics are soon to come. So sorry for the inconvienience.)
Death Metal Pretty Song
Lyrics and vocals - Matt O.
Electric guitar - Mike O.
Drums - Sam M.
Ugggghh.... Ugh yeah.
Get up, little kiddies.
Drink your water,
eat your cereal,
pet your kittens,
and puppies, and duckies,
and everything else that's here....
*cough, cough*
Get uuuuup!
....and doooowwwwn.
Get upppp!
Ugh yeah.....
See fuzzy animals.... go to Hell.
Bite my big bottom, and send you all to Hell.
I will kick your butts.
Kick ALL your butts.
Eat a man whole.
Swallow him wholllleee
ughh yeeah!
Ugh yeeahh..
Ugh yeahhhh...
Get up!....
Rrrughhh!
Get up!...
Yeah....
This is the end of... the sonnnnggg....
End.
Memory in California
Acoustic guitar, lyrics and vocals - Chris N.
Electric guitar - Mike O.
Verse 1:
It's 12:35.
I can't stop talking to you.
Though you've been sleeping there for hours,
I've just got so much to say.
Now I don't meet your standards,
I don't have superpowers,
but I keep wishing that you'll change.
Chorus:
There's something about a girl that just stops me from sleeping.
Something about a girl that keeps me awake.
It's a feeling that she's hearing you when you're whispering things inside your mind, feeling that there's someone else who cares....
Verse 2:
There's so many things I'd like to tell you,
but half of them you wouldn't want to hear.
In the end, I know we're all alone,
but I want you to be next to me, somehow.
Show me..... show me that you care.
Show me you'll change..... change your mind.
Chorus:
There's something about a girl that just stops me from sleeping.
Something about a girl that keeps me awake.
It's a feeling that she's hearing you when you're whispering things inside your mind, feeling that there's someone else who cares....
(Solo)
This fleeting little moment will be gone before I know it. This love I have for you will be gone with the night.
You might as well try to stop a river with a song, because
we are a memory in California.
Before the year is through...... Yeah.
Before the year is through...... You'll be gone.
Before the year is through...... I won't be here.
Before the year is through...... You'll never think of me again.
End.
Kaia's Song
Bass, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, lyrics and vocals - Mike O.
Verse 1:
I travel past the imperfections,
but no longer find the strong affections.
The years have torn you down to size,
no one hears my solemn cries.
All I ask for is just one chance,
to be given more than a passing glance.
To search for what was once in you,
the loving feeling I always knew.
Chorus:
Does it kill you to know that I'm dying inside?
A feeling of despair that I try to hide, but I'm scared I've lost you in the wake
of things in the past where our hearts were at stake.
I no longer have the strength to go on,
my courage has left me; my will is gone.
Just give me something to hold on to,
and I will open up to you.
Verse 2:
We may have never gotten along,
nor apologized for what we did wrong.
The past does much to destroy our bond,
and perish the memories, of which we're most fond.
Somehow, I wish for things to change
back to normal; it's just too strange.
My eyes, they cry from love gone astray.
I no longer see us; please show me the way.
Chorus:
Does it kill you to know that I'm dying inside?
A feeling of despair that I try to hide, but I'm scared I've lost you in the wake
of things in the past where our hearts were at stake.
I no longer have the strength to go on,
my courage has left me; my will is gone.
Just give me something to hold on to,
and I will open up to you.
End.
Attack of the killer jeans that ate NSYNC
Bass, lyrics and vocals - Sam M.
Electric guitar - Mike O.
Drums - Matt O.
(Lyrics coming soon. So sorry for the inconveniance.)
Football (We can't go and play in the park.)
Drums, bass and vocals - Mike O.
Electric guitar, lyrics and vocals - Sam M.
Verse 1:
Well, we have this park down the street,
and they feel that they're really neat.
We can't go and play in the park. -
It doesn't matter if it's day or dark.
Chorus:
They want us to..
to get a permit now,
and I think it's stupid!
Oh and how.
I think it's strange
that we have to call,
just to play
some football.
Verse 2:
See, well we just want to get good,
so we practiced, right here, in the neighborhood.
We're going to beat that cruddy 4-H team,
because they only know the art of clustering.
Chorus:
They want us to...
to get a permit now,
and I think it's stupid.
Oh and how.
I think it's strange
that we have to call,
just to play
some football.
(Solo while spoken)
Mike: Argh, I can't believe this. - The city has screwed us again!
Sam: I mean, we walk miles out of our way to go to the field, and we can't even use it!
Mike: I mean, why don't they just, uh... uh, ban us from using every other facility?
Sam: They probably do.
Mike: They p... The probably do!?
Sam: Yeah.
Mike: Oh, well that's real good.
Sam: Yeah.
Mike: Yeah, uh... Yeah, so... If there was a bridge, that belonged to a city, we wouldn't be able to cross it, would we?
Sam: No, not without paying a toll.
Mike: Yeah, we'd have to as... Forget that, I'd swim across the Alligator-infested pool. Haha!
Sam: ......Oh, and for those who are curious, our team didn't win after all. *sighs*
End.
Smurf Song
Lyrics and vocals - Mike O.
Acoustic guitar - Sam M.
Verse 1:
Down in the town of Smurfville,
the inhabitants were having a grand time.
There were pies, cooling on the window sill;
there were birds singing in the sunshine.
Chorus:
Then I came along and crushed 'em,
and this really made me blue.
Because, not only did it upset them,
I got them all over my shoe.
Verse 2:
This incident was a topic of much discussion.
It brought a tear to every Smurf's face.
The Smurfs all yelled out abominations,
as I nearly took out their entire race.
(by accident.)
Chorus:
Since I came along and I crushed 'em,
it's really made me blue.
Because not only did it upset them,
I got Smurf all over my shoe.
That's right, I got Smurf all over my shoe.
And to the Smurfs: Please, please don't sue.
Thank you.
End.
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