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The oppressed rise above their oppressors. The poor having a share in the worlds wealth. Everyone to be given equality. Caged animals returned to the wild. Politicians lies turn to truths.
It's a new day, A new hope , To make a new smile, To sing a new song, While the chains of love's bells keep ringing, And we keep singing, With the joy we are bringing, And the feeling, tingling.
I guess when things get cloudy We forget. We forget the sky's still there Past the murk If only we care to remember it. We forget the sun still shines Behind her dressing screen.
This is a poem I wrote in memory of relatives who were killed in a terrorist attack in India.
No one's place in this world is guaranteed. Not everyone is going to have a happy ending. But life isn't about how it ends. It's about the moments between. It's about the small things.
H oping and praying O n knees night and day P leading and saying I s there any way. N othing to grow G one with the woe, on with the show.
You see, I can't to let go.. I can't move on.. i dont think i can, the pain's latched onto me.. And I'm far from safety, i cant hide the struggling, And now i feel like i'm just babbling..
Where once was heat, calm descends Where once was wrong, truth defends Where once there was a ratings stealer Where once was hurt, time the healer Where once was dark, now the light Where once was...
There's excitement deep within my soul, A tiny spark, A glimmer of hope. It send delicious shivers up my spine. I hope it is my saviour this time.
I'm falling. Falling back into the darkness that held me down for so long. Too dark, too quiet, too lonely. But this time, maybe I should just stay.
Every single Saturday. I buy a lottery ticket. To ease my cash calamity. So I can tell 'em where to stick it. Every single Saturday. I'm convinced I'm gonna win. But they've drawn the fourth ball out.
You see yourself standing all alone, gazing out across the waterfront. It's so quiet and peaceful there, you can leave your worries behind. Take the time to savour every breath.
@waterfrontdreamer or anyone else in that dark valley. Please read. I know it's Happy Monday But the matter needs addressed And I don't mean to hurt anyone Or make them feel depressed.
and others who find themselves in this way We are sick with sickness Tired of sleeplessness Guilty of terrible guilts Never hope to find hope Unable to cope with everything We makes ourselves...
Happiness Day,. To keep the sorrows away,. I'd love it really, to stay,. But all our lives go on,. And we'll wake tomorrow morn',. A marvellous concept,. Opussian's kept erect,.
There is always a calmness before the storm. The clouds are all darkened as they form. Thundering skies echo across the land. Untold signs are washed from the sand.
You know, I sometimes feel myself falling deeper and deeper in to this deep dark hole, i feel nothing i do will help me find the way out, it's almost like I'm suppose to stay in the dark and all...
See the beauty, See the light. Walk by faith And not by sight. Cast your troubles By the river. Not a die-r Now a live-r. See past the end Of your own nose, Look for others With larger woes.
Sat in hospital day after day she still somehow manages to smile, a beaming little face of happiness, golden curls, an big blue eyes like her daddio. Skyla is a 4yr old girl who has a heart defect.
Golden orb, yellow light come to banish, banish the shadows and fears of the night The fears and worries that crawl from the dark White hot sun Beat them back Expel them from my heart.
I long for a world. Where everyone is loved. And every one is needed. I long for a world where everyone is perfect. Everyone is unique.
Day 10) the lyrics to your favourite song.
Tomorrow things will be alright. There will be nothing wrong. Tomorrow all is shining bright. To make us all feel strong. Tomorrow everything is free. Be sure to take your share.
One day, There will be no labels. There will be no prejudices. We will celebrate our differences. We will trample down the supposed dividing lines. We will see the souls rather than the skin.