Not all poems need be painful,
Not all nights need be dark,
Not all silence need be deadly,
Not all thats broken falls apart.
Sometimes good conquers evil,
Sometimes hope conquers fear,
Sometimes love conquers hate,
Sometimes joy causes tears.
Sow the seeds you wish to reap,
Sing of things you’d like to bring,
Smile when you’d rather cry,
And count your blessings every night.
The world is cruel and sad and cold,
And Life is hard for meek and bold,
But if you find your inner light,
You’ll find the strength each day to fight.
For all thats lost may yet be found
For all thats many may yet be few,
For all thats here may yet be gone,
For all thats dreamed may yet come true.

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The Life and Death of a Writer

Write. Write of nothing, write of something. Write the wrongs and write the rights. Write the truths, write the lies, write in daytime and at night. Write of yesterday for tomorrow and of tomorrow for today. Write everything you have said and all you couldn’t say. Write for you, write for others, write for peace and write for war. And when you’ve written all you know, write of what you would know more. And when the Writings finished and your quill is dry as bone, perhaps someone will have bothered to write you’re name upon a stone.

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The Power of Love

How is possible that I love you more?
How can the moon pull the tide to the shore?
For even though the Ocean is so far estranged
For the Moon she will move, his command she obeys.
I am the an Ocean, and you are my Moon
I am powerless to stop these emotions for you,
The vast Ocean cannot defy gravity.
or I the love you’ve bestowed unto me.

Thanksgiving

I am thankful for moments. The little breaks in time when regardless of what horrors are happening around us we find a reason to smile, to laugh, to cry tears of joy. Those moments give us strength, courage and above all hope. Without them life would certainly be bleak and desolate. And each time I find myself in the midst of one I try to take an extra breath. To revel in it for just a while longer. These moments are the fuel, the food, that is required for my soul.

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Dreamer

If a dream is a wish my heart makes/
When I am fast asleep/
Then every night my heart aches/
With a wish for a soul to keep/
I don’t wish to find prince charming/
Its not a knight that is my dream come true/
The truth is surely alarming/
That every night I dream only of you.

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Scars

Scars have the strange ability to remind us that our past is real. Yes you will forever bear the marks of sadness, of loss, but bear them knowing that they are the tethers which bind you to the beautiful memories if a past life. They remind us that what we felt, what we experienced did in fact exist. was tangible. Is real. Don’t hide them love, wear them with pride and allow their glory to guide you down the new path you are preparing to embark on. They will not fade, they will not allow you to forget. So embrace them.

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Rise and Shine

Its a new day every day
so start it in a different way
its time to wake up
its time to rise
from the blanket of ashes
that covers your head
get up up out of your nest
get your ass out of bed
cause you can’t sleep your life away
good morning its a beautiful day

chorus (sing)
Rise up rise up
free the phoenix within.
If you don’t put up a fight
you aint ever gonna win
rise up rise up
your gonna rise and shine
cause the phoenix within will forever survive.

when life hands you lemons
grab tequila and the salt
and when you make a mistake
don’t just try and pass the fault
there’s a phoenix in you
set it free and let it fly
spread your wings and fly away
break your bonds and seize the day
and when you falter just remember from the ashes you will

chorus x2

life is a sponge
squeeze that bitch dry
Don’t waste it all and let it drip on by
Life can be hard and love can be harder
but when it burns
don’t think to turn
and run to find yourself some water
let it scortch you let it fuel you
and when its over and your ashes
take it as an opportunity
the lesson here you’ll Learn from me
is that rebirth is a gift not a curse, so make the best of it
you can recreate yourself each day
don’t settle and don’t put up with shit
your a phoenix a survivor and when your down I know you’ll stand again and

chorus x2

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Winters Solstice

A blanket of white
Covers the ground
Untouched and unmolested
By the world around.
The first snowfall of the year
Holds magical properties
And brings the hope of new beginnings
To all of humanity
A fresh start, a rebirth
Is written in its purity
And with each falling snowflake
Comes a world of possibility.
And if you listen closely
You may hear the sound
Of winters cool closure
And a future now found.

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Fire & Ice

He had half a smile for every girl, but for her the grin was whole,

And though he despised all she was, to her belonged his soul.

The thin thin line that seperates, so often can be crossed,
For passion fuels both love and hate, and neither can be lost.
And whenever flames began to build she could cool him with a look,
And whenever ice began to form his warm embrace was all it took.
For love and hate and fire and ice are really all the same.
It’s good and evil, right and wrong, a ying requires yang.
Two sides upon a single coin, two halves which made a whole,

Two people who had found a mate to balance out their soul.

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Haunted by the Living

There are skeletons in my closet
But im not afraid of those
Monsters under my bed
And a old house full of ghosts
But the goblins and gouls of nightmares
Don’t wake me from my dreams
Im haunted by the living
Its you that makes me scream.