Big_Girl

This is my big shoe
left to me by a world gone mad
Everyday I walk eleven miles with a tin cup
begging for air and fresh fish
Immersed with the thickness of living
I constantly look for a friend
you pass me by unaware
not waiting to lend me compassion
your ear's auricle is my highest desire
and my hours of bidding was for a stool to wash your heart
here in afghanistan im nothing
homeless and deserted
wishing for cool air from stoic winds

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Matisyahu
Album

Shake Off The Dust...Arise

Track: Short Nigun

Nigun


he rushed before the morning
put his uniform on
I'm running to war
I'm running to fight he said
this war has to be fought
and your daddy might never return
Ill swing this eighteen foot ax until they are all chopped down
one by one
hairy arm by hairy arm
my sweat will be so thick
and your happiness will be so proud
don't cry my little ones
don't miss me a second
I'm crossing this river Jordan
but don't desire even one rubber boot
resist the temptation and don't look back
my memory will be a warm foundation
If my touch is lost to you
the kids confused age barely touching five
said why go to Sheol
to fight something so huge
we love you here
so why not fight your war here
with us and mom now
dad thought long and hard and worn
but he went anyway knowing sacrifice means not seeing the dawn
he crossed oceans, lakes, and bights
swung his ax and fought that war
he fell
and Zion cried
a letter survived much like new soldiers before
It reached his little ones now past five
past the dawn of war
he said I've seen many things
even convincing regret
I've killed man, woman , and child
I've taken away to preserve a land I've almost forgot
all for you
this blood I fear is all for you

this missions worth had its lusty gleam
now a land
less its offspring
a dispute that kills a mans touch
to have them and their kin cry succor
so our lives remain untouched
is a price to high for war
and even though I once knew
now I've forgotten
what I once fought so dearly for has reached its bourne
I'm a man with no auricle
wars cruel naught

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Album

Take on Me

Track: Take on Me

These poems were picked by poetry.com to be entered in thier publication. Anarchy was one of 33 selected as the editors choice for not only the book but a poetry cd they put out. Hoaray for the International library of poetry!

Insignificant

Love everybody
Love everything
revise
repeat
redraft
respect all life
especially your own
because out of that
the world will follow


Anarchy by Justin “neo” Shockley


easily broken
I take one hand wrap it around
each side breaks
each reaction greater than the other
the thing I wrapped my hands around?
apathy. this thing I discovered
promised to end their pain
no one cares about us unless we have
gold bullions and pixie dust
never again will I autoplay you
its to important to let you die here
cape? no just action
ill swoop down doc martens laced
and let them all know how futile this is
to try and contain something unfettered
so I creatively flip you off
within 20 lines of captivity

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Iron & Wine
Album

Our Endless Numbered Days

Track: Naked as they come

World Peace

We stood there and he looking at me
saw something yet to be
he said in your eyes are spread hope
neatly trimmed copses and a soldier made of oak
an emperors robe and a white dove
a tire with holes
and a bearded man holding thickets of wool
your hands remind me of a time when two dollars equaled four
a dance i once forgot and idealism written down
once
but now lost
In you I see what I've walked the earth manually trying to find
sleepful dreaming I never once found

Hesitation abounding I explained
a man's journey starts alone but doesnt finish that way
you've been looking for me and I you
Across the stars and through every bar
shallow deep and medium sized puddle
your tune is a broken beauty
a song I long to hear
follow me each day and we'll be complete
you I me and we
floating along concrete street
following whims desire and honey
This is a new day
lovely
but complete

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Iron & Wine
Album

Our Endless Numbered Days

Track: Cinder and Smoke

Thank You

feeling nominal tension now
ropes become latent
I see something
a dusty blind retracting
today happens
my soul becomes glad
I believe in you
you
my powerglide
help me to see
that they were meant to draw near to me
and when Im no more
the legacy you survived will remain in me
shown that my heart was never sewn in to be my own
so I learn to sew
and hand stitch many gifts


A Massive art project supporting the war on peace, fighting world poverty and oppression is starting. All who wich to get involved please visit www.peacepoets.blogspot.com

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Eyes gone Inside

I look for something that isnt there
I look at you
ney I stare
I wish for your world
a thing I politely ask to know
my view is one who passes by
stopping and seeing the depth
something missed by all before me
this is the thing that could last
this is the thing that was meant to be
another rope cut short at bight
or did we even get that far
to me we and you things are left at your discretion
as a punk band in the distance screams control is an illusion
this is another promised land soon to be forgotten
this week of wait
wondering if im meant to forget
every white cotton blossom I ever saw
In you

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Album

Needle In Your Neck

Track: stuck in a rut

The straight edge woman who loved my pride

I need a straight edge chick
a woman a mate a new triple x best friend
we'll find our hearts at cbgb's and walk straight past the bar
letting our x'd hearts will cross the sky and skip the river

*

I need a straight edge chick
not a wimp
one who will get to the show with big x's sharpied on her hand
the woman who can throwdown while the big boys are watchin'
making the fashion core boys crap thier girl pants

*

her hair and her heart only i can see
Ill admire her vegan pride and her heart for purity
laugh dance scream and cry
a straight edge chick with triple x pride
my champion
my drug test
my ten yard fight
my xlookingforwardx
knowing in our hearts our labels never found us
her mind will be mine
and my life will be hers
one
in unity

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Album

Copesetic

Track: Rush

Pillows and Roads

there was once a boy who was a squire
he watched his master everyday
returning triumphantly slaying the latest beastly dragon
he admired his master
the knight
in secret like many squires before him he shadow fought eight million dragons
triumphantly smiting each one
then one day the squire met a girl
and he forgot about dragons
vowing to become a man and conquer her heart
the squire dared not speak to the lady knowing he was unworthy
so the squire trained
lifted rocks and weights
he learned the way of the sword not for justice or peace
but to slay her heart
to win it for himself
many years passed and the squire saw he was as close as possible to becoming a man
a knight feared by many
he traveled many lands and refused many hearts for his prize
he even killed one thousand dragons
all to become something more than he was
so the day arrived
and he stepped boldly to his soon to be love
her eyes were just as he imagined
her hands and nails artfully composed
soft hair and the tone of her voice just above a gentle whistle as she said
"come please"
"who are you" she said
the squire replied
"do you not remember me?"
" I traveled many lands and fought many fearful things. I grew and I toiled. I wearied but never gave up. All of this I did so I could gaze upon you with courage. For years I waited to be worthy for your voice to recognize my face. For years I waited until worthy of you."
the lady paused then looked down with something unexpected in her eye.
all at once the new squire of courage looked shaken and unsure
now expecting something he did not want to hear
and all at once it was released
she said "I knew who you were when you walked up those stairs to see me. but much like you I also waited. Only i waited not for the knight I see before me I waited for the shaky squire. The boy who tripped over his two feet and knew not a thing of honest guile."

"I waited in a land far away but always in the same place. Each day I watered a flower hoping to see you the hopeful squire walk up those stairs, stutterer and then ask a question this lady longed to hear. but you never came. 'He' did."

The squire hearing this stood frozen and never returned
so reversed from the sharpest of pains he could ever conceive he never discovered warmth again. Convinced from then on of the never ending and truthful nature of something he once possessed.

                                                                

If you are interested in purchasing this in paper form let me know.

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Album

They Hate You

Track: They Hate You

Terrorist Thought


he stopped me
and i spit
i said the thing that lit my devastation
was being acclimated to such revolt
but in these nanoseconds i serve them
each one clicking
one gear slipping
and you with your arms grab something
that cant be felt up
a security baton
against a million man thought
a movement that predates metal detectors
so he stood there in front of an x ray machine
mouth open and wooden boot drawn back
so I
nip/tucked my shirt and declare innocence
over the masquerade
pointing out that stopping me
isn't very eloquent
because were all slipping under the devastation

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Against me!
Album

Crime

Track: Burn

accommodate the crashers

I try and see
what you invented in me
but this day etched 'today'
its hardly visible
today is hurting to survive
im wondering if it will last this
these
cold buildings and wasting lights
excrete some more neon fixated fuming flesh pie eaters
it cant live without water
why kill the canned whip creme
it was only a dollar -seventy-nine
why survive on produce and canned avocados
give me hope or well all die
im a distilled farmer straight from the amazon spring
a glimmer is my request
so rain dance this death sequence
give me an aide
a super hip hop aesop fable dancer
that can sew between the lines
and as i stride
I tried

I made this for my sister's birthday. If this is something you would possibly like to purchase in paper form then leave me a comment and let me know. In the future I'll be making custom poems for people, events and occasions. Art will usually accompany the poetry.

Picture Frame

Im a tanned blue picture framed on the wall
tilted and hung on the water stained surface
thier glove is not my own
the critics all agree theyve got it wrong
i dont suppose im open for interpretation
my market value is off
appraisals come and then appraisals go
im a tanned blue picture framed on the wall
sometimes i feel like glass
colored with care
this is my reality and my statement of
being
arts description: more

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Tan Dun
Album

Crouching Tiger HIdden Dragon Soundtrack

Track: The Eternal Vow

Completed Desert Emotion


I waited
twenty-six years to find you
the journey took its toll but i still went on
I waited twenty-six years and you werent there
when i saw you
face ghostly
you werent there
you told me to turn around and face certain death
forget all the surefooted sorrow I experienced
you said travel back to where I came
walk twenty six years barefoot
with your back facing your destination
then you told me this land isn't promised
its filled with ghosts and regret
misery masked with dance and spirits
and stories shared with silent conversation
you were too weak to fight
that day your mouth broke in two
and a ghost became my innocence
eyes seen what no man told
your silence completing a formation
the worst of our transaction was your silence
your legacys tombstone
teaching all that was never learned

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Yo-Yo Ma
Album

Classic Yo-Yo

Track: The Eternal Vow {From Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon}

Unsorted Color

I often wonder how it is that anyone can know fully
who you are
so I ask for a dim reflection
parting my lips
with you by my side I think aloud
how great a thing is it
to be granted true love
to be given a sour Demerara crop for a lifetime

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The Ataris
Album

Rock Against Bush

Track: Heaven is Falling (acoustic)

They Like Yourself

dance like yourself
be yourself
smile like yourself
mistake like yourself
crack like yourself
flower like yourself
implode like yourself
explore like yourself
be foriegn like yourself
get hurt like yourself
admit humanity like yourself
i am you like yourself
we fold like yourself
never forever like yourself
enjoy our only moment like yourself
this horzon is one day like yourself
its one last sunset like yourself
give me meaning like yourself

Passage

I left my sleeve in New Orleans
no one bothered to pick it up
with my worn sandles and my heavy backpack
people just stare
my sleeve still in New Orleans
no tag
no identifying mark
I shouldve stitched my middle name on the innards
motivating one to foward it to my block
I shouldve asked advice before i packed my red sack
full of junk
now I arrived at what i thought was the end
no sleeve and a bag full of rut
I shouldve known this wouldnt last
but i had to come back
you led me here sleeveless
familiar glances being tossed my way
back to New Orleans I go
but this time ill arrive with your sleeve
and a pot full of luck