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Haiku #16 or so | |
2004-01-30 17:53:17 ET light from the heavens too dazzling to be a star - messenger of hope |
What's so Funny 'bout Peace, Love & Understanding? | |
2004-01-30 16:27:41 ET As I walk through This wicked world Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity. I ask myself Is all hope lost? Is there only pain and hatred, and misery? And each time I feel like this inside, There's one thing I wanna know: What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? And as I walked on Through troubled times My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes So where are the strong And who are the trusted? And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony. 'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry. What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? So where are the strong? And who are the trusted? And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony. 'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry. What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? Ohhhh What's so funny 'bout peace love & understanding? - Nick Lowe |
2004-01-29 16:34:36 ET I ain't no hero |
2004-01-27 04:15:36 ET dude, I had one fucked up dream about an hour or so ago. (yes, I only woke up an hour ago.) I was hanging out at a Restaurant in a nearby mall, dancing, there was some sort of TV Crew there, not quite sure why... then I looked up out of the sky light in the roof, and planes were just dropping out of the sky. none fell on the building, but everything just kinda stopped and the ground was rumbling when they crashed. At least 4, that I saw before I walked, calmly through the crowd. it was really scary. and I actually noticed that the mall's music system started playing real dramatic, movie music as everyone ran out the doors.
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I-76 - the Sure-to-kill Expressway | |
2004-01-25 18:18:51 ET A dirty path cut through the snowy hillside my car rumbles along and I pray I don't die if my wheel should slip or the tires loose their grip oh, how I dread the trip over the snowy bank and the trees so tranquil covered in white whisper not a word of my terror tonight as I look up at the sky amazingly blue I notice my foot is without a shoe. "knocked my socks off," I chuckle and laugh and give in to the cold, white powdery bath An army of flakes slowly marches my way as slow as the traffic on the Schukill today Wipers move uselessly and clear my view ahead of an accident in the snow and the newly found dead. My dream made reality my terror come true when something like this happens you're glad it wasn't you. Cars pass by like flakes in a storm living people in cars toasty warm pass the scene like a moment in time frozen scene of life no answer to "why" like snowflakes fall the moment is gone and for those not affected life simply moves on yet why am I the one to notice life pass? to feel the pain and why now, at last? Maybe it's my openness or too big of a heart maybe it's my mind something sets me apart but as the snow blocks my view through my rear window I cry because frustration and sadness and no answer to "why." |
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