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	Jock Engelman
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Jock Engelman, 5 january 2012

Stories Of Our Lives

It’s been said one door closes another opens;
But that isnt always true;
More like as one book opens another closes;
Their the stories of our lives;
As each page has been turned, a day of our lives passes;
Wondering where the plot twist occurs;
That is the exciting mystery;
Before marking my place tonight;
I fear the next page;
As it turns, I close my eyes tight;
Am I all alone?
Are you and I together now?
I hold my seat tight;
Afraid to view my future;
My eyes tear as I pass through each page ;

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Jock Engelman, 19 february 2012

An Average Perspective On A Microcosm

Observing the world, as an average bloke;
All the disrespect, of the fellow folk;
A civilised race, being uncivil;
If only we could all, just coalesce;
No matter your idol, God or Goddess;
Contrary to belief, we are capable;

To move forward, mend bridges of trust;
To mend fences of respect, it's a must;
To love one another, I think it's time;
So now let us turn this world, all around;
Make it celestial, just to astound;
All who don't understand, Heaven On Earth;

Ignorance, may be considered as bliss;
Where's that tranquil world, I dearly miss;
Well that disappeared, with my innocence;
Binded in this messed up world together;
Aid me Dear Brother, Aid me Dear Sister;
I'll aid you to create Heaven On Earth;

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Jock Engelman, 21 february 2012

Skin Deep

Not a single flaw in your olive skin;
Actions suggest you want everything;
Locks flow freely, like golden waterfalls;
Others gawp and stare, tripping over their feet;
With glassy eyes, show they are keen to meet;
This creature, which holds such beauty;

That shimmering white smile wont fool me;
The flawed personality, that i see;
A deformed monster of utter nightmares;
Hidden behind advertisements and dolls;
Manipulating with ILY's and LOL's;
And Perspectives shallower than outer skin;

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Jock Engelman, 22 january 2012

Until the Day

My eyes filled up with tears as I heard the news
It never occurred to me, how much I could lose
I find myself wishing that it wasn't real
Every time I think about it, pain is all I can feel
Tears fall from my eyes, I can barely see
But my heart tells me that he'll always be with me
I’m glad he feels no pain now-he lives in a perfect land
I can still feel the soft touch on my shoulder of his loving hand
I lie in bed and cry at night
And I don’t feel any better in the morning light
And I will love and miss him forever
Until the day we are again together.
Together in that perfect place above,
Filled with caring, sharing and love
But until that day comes- I will wipe my tears away.
And hopefully see him again someday

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Jock Engelman, 26 february 2012

Flames and Ashes

Well hello there summer’s breeze, I’ve missed you;
Oh there’s Mister Sun, so he’s your friend too;
Missed the way you pair tantalise my senses;
In your absence I’ve only seen Mister Grim;
Possessor of dead souls, yeah that’s him;
Last saw his friendly wave, and terror smile;

Well Mister Sun, please dry my silvery tears;
And ward away my deepest, darkest fears;
As I spread ashes of my once closest friend;
See Mister Breeze, taking him away slowly;
Spin as freeform, and ever so lightly;
Feeling I’ll bleed to death from the pain of this;

I know you didn’t want to become powder;
But I can’t scream “Sorry”, any louder;
Deep within, I feel my heart just cracking;
Soul dissolves, like your ashes in the sea;
Alone, as far as the eye can see;
Crashing of waves, impossible to hear;

Burning scent, of the gusting ocean air;
Watch you blow and float, all the way out there;
Mister Sun, scurries back behind the clouds;
And as Mister Breeze departs, so does all comfort;
Now everything, has reach finish and sort;
Left solitary, with my broken heart;

Thinking of the duality, of life and more;
From death grows life, and the other way for sure;
I ponder, should I jump and join him now;
So Bro, I just wanted you to know;
In heart you’ll reside, each year I’ll show;
How much I miss you, on your Burning Day;

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Jock Engelman, 20 february 2012

A Silvery Lullaby Potion

The screams crack, through the silence of the night;
As this cruel world, gives you this pain to fight;
I guard you in my arms, I coax the pain;
Shh Shh Shh, oh please don't cry dear brother;
I'm here for you, no matter, forever;
Soothingly whispered, in his hearing aids;

On life's journey, together we'll embark;
Please dont make me cry, with you in the dark;
despite the eighteen year, age separation;
Shh Shh Shh, oh i know you are teething;
why should this befall, such a small being;
Sad you cant hear, my soothing lullaby;

Clutching you tight, so close i share your pain;
HEY LIFE!, why should you be such a harsh game;
Praying for your pain to seep into my skin;
Our silvery tears, mixing like a potion;
To forge a bond to last eternity long;
So dear brother, welcome to this cruel world;

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Jock Engelman, 1 january 2012

Whats Wrong With Society?

I am fat and you are thin
I work hard but you dont
I am nice and you are mean
I am alone and you’re not
I am Hated but you are Loved
Can you see the pattern?
I think that it is a problem
But you feel no concern…

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Jock Engelman, 26 march 2012

Sigh Sky Sigh

Black, billowing out of the exhaust pipe;
To join the smog, and the smells so damn ripe;
Flowing free form, as I watch from my stop;
Shaking my dark facial features, Why oh Why;
Coughing in this polluted Sky, I Sigh;
Oh I wonder and I ponder today;

Hear, Hear the complaints on the radio;
Climate Change you know, Climate Changed, Yeah So?;
All we do is talk, There's no active change;
Whining and crying of politicians;
Puffs of dense dark smoke, just like magicians;
Sickened, am I the only one who cares?

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Jock Engelman, 29 december 2011

k3y to saving th3 brok3n h3art; is surviving!

I wish to slice and draw the blood;
of every hater and bully.
and write a message on the wall
a message to all who judge
You will fall!
I wish to show how much pain
is caused by the teasing;
I wish to show how much pain
is caused by the torment;
I wish to show how much pain
is caused by the torture!
As you walk away, we are left to cry;
we are left to pick up the pieces
Left to pick up the pieces of our;
friendship;
trust;
heart;
…life
All that i can say, is that karma will catch up with you;
that is if i dont get to you first…

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Jock Engelman, 1 january 2012

Suicide

There is a theory that people insist
has to be right and has to be this
people choose when they die
how they die and their friends ask why
well I am here to tell you the truth
its not all bridges rope and a noose
peoples emotions build up inside
’til it gets too full and they cry and cry
their minds tell them the opposite of reality
which just turns out to be a fallacy
the force it turns out is greater than gravity
which pulls them into a state of self pity
the captured person would plan it out
how they’ll die they’d scream and shout
So now I plead don’t be mislead
just bear this statement in mind instead
Suicide is not chosen it happens when pain
exceeds the resources for coping with pain
and I hope making this poem wasn’t in vain

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Other poems: Plant, Grow, Die, Plant, Sigh Sky Sigh, The Butterfly (Don't Die My Butterfly), Instant Opinons Of The Upper Class (The Judged, Judging the Judge), Running Rampart Rat Race, The Triumph Saint, Look! Look! Gone! Gone!, Flames and Ashes, Skin Deep, A Silvery Lullaby Potion, An Average Perspective On A Microcosm, Poetic Disappointment, A New Perspective Of An Old World, Tears Tears Tears and Many More Tears, I want to hear Goodbye, When I look Into Your Eyes, Its My Fault, My Fault, Until the Day, About Love, I Wonder, Tears, Stories Of Our Lives, A Thousand Fair Suitors, my daily routine… is there something wrong?, How can i fill the void?, is it the Dark I fear or the Unknown?, Bully, bully go away… make me cry again another day, The Fate of Hate, can only be Hate, Whats Wrong With Society?, Suicide, The Eternal Internal Struggle, Innocence, k3y to saving th3 brok3n h3art; is surviving!, The Final Farewell, Rest of My Days,

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Stories Of Our Lives

An Average Perspective On A Microcosm

Skin Deep

Until the Day

Flames and Ashes

A Silvery Lullaby Potion

Whats Wrong With Society?

Sigh Sky Sigh

k3y to saving th3 brok3n h3art; is surviving!

Suicide

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