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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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.

The Comet

The Night was Black

and Dark and Cold,

But filled with Stars Forever Old

And in the Stars I often found

That Hope among them danced around

But on one Night

So Dark

So Bleak

A Dazzling Light

Disturbed my sleep

A Comet streaked

Across the Sky

Its brilliant hues

Transfixed my eye

And too soon gone

This Majestic Sight

And all was Left

The Same stark Night

But my eyes my eyes could no longer see

The Dance of Stars and Hopes and Dreams

The Comet came and went but I

Was left there blind beneath the sky

So I did what any one would do

I followed where the comet flew.

And on

And on

I stumbled behind

And on

And on

Forever blind.

The Wish

This is a poem I wrote a while ago, it’s not a literary masterpiece by any means, but it remains one of my favorites.

I saw a shooting star last night,
and on it did I wish,
that time may slow for life does pass
before me ever quick.

But oddly then the star replied,
your wish I cannot grant.
For Father Time waits not for man,
to him you are an ant.

Slowly then I wandered home,
feeling rather small.
Thinking of the universe.
The wonder of it all.

In my dreams that night I came to see,
that time is but a gift.
It’s not about how much you have,
but what you do with it

So tonight, this night, I called my star,
to wish upon once more.
I called out to the universe
from whence it came before.

And in response the star did come,
to grant me one last wish,
and that wish i wished with all my might
was something quite like this:

If time you may not grant to me,
I wish for nothing more,
than to be rich and powerful,
for this I so implore.

And then unto me the star replied,
Alas I cannot force,
the other stars to turn their eyes,
and wander from their course.

In anger then I cursed the star,
and it did only laugh.
Theres is much more to life, it said,
than what your mind does grasp.

Than grant me Love and happiness,
at least give that to me.
I have, it said, so many times,
but you don’t seem to see.

And suddenly I understood that fate
is made through choice.
That if you truly search your life,
you’ll find reason to rejoice.

Again the star did laugh and said,
I did not grant your wish.
Instead I gave you something more,
my friend I’ve granted this.

A lesson that your times a gift,
and if you look you’ll find,
that love, success and happiness,
is all a state of mind.

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