Everyone is welcome
I feel strong, I believe in me
I am God, I am almighty
I feel no pain
Never restrained
I can walk on water, watch my feet
Even the water is scared of defeat
I raise my hand and fire descends
My volcanic fireball, no defence
I am great, feel my power
This is now, this is my hour
Kneel before me, do what I ask
Kill for me, fulfil my task
I am good, I am evil
Look at me now, how powerful!
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
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Did he dare ask the question one more time?
Assessing the mayhem, the mess, the grime
Did he call him to suffer his wrath
His axe wielded, his sadistic laugh
She comes down the stairs, “what’s going on?”
Go back to bed, I’ll be right along
She climbs back up the stairs humming away
Oblivious of what the madman has done this day
Suddenly, shattered glass, a lightning strike
Black cloak in front of him starting to fight
He falls to his feet like a heavy sack
The cloak prepares himself with his axe
The man raises his hand, pleads for his life
The girl is back there, scared on this night
Don’t hurt my girl, please leave her alone
As you wish, his axe, through flesh and through bone
The girl screamed, loud as she could
The cloak whispers to her “be quiet, be good”
He raises his axe one more time
She cowers beneath his line
She closes her eyes and waits for the blade
Did she die? Or did she evade?
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Book Stephen king “the cell”
Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
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Can you keep a secret?
Any secret will do
What is your secret
Is it about you?
I see it now, observing you
I can see in your eyes
You did that, my god
You keep it well disguised
I am not here to judge
I will not judge at all
I will not tell another soul
Trust me and stand tall
Does it ever eat away?
Eat away inside
Do you ever tell yourself
That you cannot tell a lie?
I am sure you had a reason
A reason for it
If you ever need to talk
Even just a bit
I am here to listen
Listen to you
Tell me your secret
I’ll keep your secret too
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
Rhyming poetry to change your day
Once upon a time
This man he had to rhyme
He was a rather grumpy guy
And he did not like to lie
Spontaneous was he
Imaginative as can be
Sarcasm flooded him
Bursting from within
Moralistic fool
Certainly not cool
Principally strong
Hates being wrong
Such a stubborn fool
Bullied at school
Unpopular to the max
Will never look back
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
Sun is rising, Oh so hot
Sat here naked, Wondering what
To do with my day
Or should I just lay
Not a care in the world
The time can unfurl
To be free to be
What ever I want truly
No restraints
No complaints
No pain
No refrain
Liberation
Respiration
Play your life
Roll the dice
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
If we went back in time what would we change?
Do you have regrets for your life so strange?
Do you think it would matter one bit or two?
Stop doubting your choices, do what you have to do
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
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I used to believe lots of things
If I dug in the garden I could have everything
Game boy games, a game boy too
Dig to China, or Australia woo
What did you used to believe?
Like Popeye, my brother and I ate leaves
I could smoke grass like tobacco
I could fly with a duvet, wooooaaa
My bike sounded like a motorbike
I could take off with my trike
When we’re kids we have so much imagination in us
Enjoy it while it lasts, stay innocent, it’s a great plus!
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
Welcome all to my poetry page
I’m letting you all visit my cage
To see what inspires me, what makes me tick
Taste me like ice cream, go on have a lick
I like to shock, to cause a fuss
Stir emotion and occasionally to cuss
If I didn’t get reaction, my drug, my food
I would stop, starve myself, change my mood
To be low, emotionally on the floor
Opens my floodgates and I need to write more
If you all ignored me, It would cause me to doubt
My writing for you, for me, what’s it all about?
What makes me write is an addiction to me
To please the reader, to have a reaction you see
I like when you respond, talk to this loner
Cause I’m sorry, but i’m a bit of a Jonah
But when I see you comment I think you must like
And to me it’s the reason, the reason to write
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
In jail
Rotting soul
Sinned society
Achieved your goal
Years go by
Serving time
Have you regrets?
For your crime?
What did you do?
Are you proud?
Do you crave it?
To shout it aloud
Did you hurt someone?
Someone you love?
Are you missed?
Now that you’re judged
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Why do you do this to me?
Again and again
Why do I have to suffer
I thought you was a friend
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Mixed messages from dusk till dawn
One way, all the time
Suit yourself you always do
All for you, my point of view
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