To live is to suffer, but to survive, well that's to find meaning in the suffering.
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To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche
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What Will I Do/ When I Can No Longer Write?
What will I do
When I can no longer write?
When I lose enthusiasm for everything?
When I am just too weak and too sick
To really think at all?
What will I do when I come to the end
And am yet still alive
Still suffering?
How will I find meaning
When I can no longer do what has given me meaning
All these years?
Will I like countless others
Go through the terrible time
Until the end,
Unable to help those near
Who suffer at my suffering-
And who will
when it is over
Know a certain relief
and the beginning
of another kind of pain?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Comprehension...Or Torment
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done...
By anyone
No one knows the extent of it.
How deep what is felt.
And when those sorrows visit to sit.
Although folks give advice and instructions.
With sections of pamphlets,
To read by professionals.
To emphasize their recommendations,
Underlined in 'red'.
Suggestions researched...
To read and ease our minds,
Before going to bed!
Hopefully not to stay awake...
To pace the floor instead.
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done...
By anyone.
When suffering comes.
And alone it is done!
And listening to someone say to us to pray...
Is not a cure all or remedy,
That takes our suffering to numb quickly away.
But...
Pray we must,
And trust...
That those burdens carried,
Will be lifted up and away from us.
Knowing in our hearts...
God watches and will do His part!
No one knows,
When we suffer.
Or how it is we suffer,
When suffering comes and is done....
By anyone.
When suffering comes.
And alone it is done!
So it seems.
Only God knows how to heal and mend!
Only God knows when to send our sufferings away.
And many times with faith...
God intervenes.
Before the suffering has had a chance,
To arrive on the scene.
Depending on what it is we wish to choose.
Comprehension...
Or torment,
With unquestioned agony!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Suffering
Suffering is good
Suffering is bad
It is all that you desire
It is all that you hate
You need it
You thrive for it
It's pain
It's pain
It's joy
It's joy
It's joy to know your alive
It's pain to know!
Die!
Die!
Die pain!
Live!
Live!
Live freedom!
Suffer the joy!
poem by Brytanne Lee
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War Is A
War is
War is
War is
War is the ideal in a mind so clouded and confused that the brutality cannot help but be beautiful,
That the Restlessness of a soul so young it cannot help but find meaning in others,
Meaning, Meaning of course the definition of life
in a world where the souls are so young that the bigger picture is only pondered and argued over
When the only simple truth in life is life,
Where the only definition is survive and find motivation,
and the only motivation comes from life itself,
and thus completing the circle that was always understood.
cycles, circles,
mediocraty is not the answer, sides are not real,
so war goes on in the mind of the idealist,
and rightly so,
for they understand that they might as well live before they die.
poem by Jaime ReyesHildel
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Of That They Are Not Aware
A heart beating with no sign or clue,
To the meaning of empathy.
Or what others are going through.
And their suffering is in full view.
I question that connection to humanity!
I question those who do not feel...
A remorse.
Or to blind to see a society off course.
But then again...
Some are living in comfort zones,
Isolated.
As it has always been for them.
And accustomed to believe...
Those who suffer,
Are not as lucky as those...
Taught to dismiss their emotions.
And to ignore those less fortunate.
Although their fortunes,
One day too will wane.
Of that...
They are not aware.
And totally unprepared.
Or mentally fit for it when it comes.
And it comes.
Detention will have more meaning for them,
Than being late!
Those who rebel...
Will find themselves confined.
When that time arrives.
And 'this' will be that change,
They can believe in!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Human Chronicles (Part Three)
the fires grow,
fed by broken dreams,
and a sense of helplessness...
but there is hope in this,
there is a distant light!
when we wake up naked,
and see the truth for what it is.
when we look at our enemies,
and see only friends!
when we lay down our gods,
and find the god present
in all that lives...
when we find our differences to be
the fringe on the coat of sameness.
when we finally learn,
that we are indeed
responsible for each other,
and act like it!
knowing, that when one suffers,
all suffer... when one hungers,
all are hungry... when one is in need,
all are in need!
then, and only then,
we will have a chance to survive,
to reach a new day,
to find a real hope.
then, and only then,
will life have meaning,
and love be the way!
this is my prayer,
my chant, my hymn,
and my belief!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Survival Shake
This is no story its the key of existence
A little thing you better not forget
I dont know nothing bout its a water-resistance
Why dont you use your head
And survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
So tell me darling what you wanna be
A welcome idiot in an appletree
I shake you up and I shake you down
Down to the ground
To survive, survive, survive
You got to survive
Survive, survive
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
All you got to do is to survive
You just got one life
So better be careful boy
Survive, survive, survive...
song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Will Survive
(f.perren & d.fekaris)
(this is dedicated to my girls)
At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinkin I could never live without you by my side
Then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong
And I grew strong
And I learned how to get along
And so youre back from outer space
I just walked in to find you here, with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed that stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second youd be back to bother me
Go on now, go walk out the door
Just turn around now
coz youre not welcome anymore
Werent you the one who tried to break me with goodbye?
Did you think Id crumble?
Did you think Id lay down and die?
Oh no not i, I will survive
For as long as I know how to love, I know Ill stay alive
Ive got all my life to live
And Ive got all my love to give
Ill survive
I will survive
Hey hey
(i, I will survive)
Hey hey
(i, I will survive)
Every day
(i, I will survive)
Oh yeah
It took all the strength I had not to fall apart
Just trying hard to mend the pieces of my broken heart
And I spent oh so many nights just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry, but now I hold my head up high
And you see me, somebody new
Im not that chained up little person still in love with you
And so you felt like dropping in and just expect me to be free
But now Im savin all my lovin for someone whos lovin me
Go on now, go walk out the door
Just turn around now
Youre not welcome anymore
Werent you the one who tried to break me with goodbye?
Did you think Id crumble?
Did you think Id lay down and die?
Oh no not i, I will survive
Oh as long as I know how to love, I know Ill stay alive
Ive got all my life to live
And Ive got all my love to give
Ill survive
I will survive
Hey hey
Go now, go walk out the door
Just turn around now
coz youre not welcome anymore
Werent you the one who tried to break me with goodbye?
Did you think Id crumble?
Did you think Id lay down and die?
Oh no not i, I will survive
Oh as long as I know how to love, I know Ill stay alive
Ive got all my life to live
And Ive got all my love to give
Ill survive
I will survive
I will survive
(i, I will survive)
Hey
(i, I will survive)
Every day
(i, I will survive)
Yeah yeah
(i, I will survive)
Oh
(i, I will survive)
I will survive
(i, I will survive)
(i, I will survive)
Ive got all my love to give
(i, I will survive)
Ive got all my life to live
(i, I will survive)
My loving is not in vain, oh no
(i, I will survive)
I will survive
(i, I will survive)
I will survive
(i, I will survive)
Hey
(repeat to end)
song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Our Survival
We shall survive distance.
We shall survive space.
But can we survive the loneliness
that we have to face?
We shall survive winter.
We shall survive spring.
But can we survive the guilt
of the wedding ring?
We shall survive long nights.
We shall survive days.
But can we survive the longings
that always and forever stays?
We shall survive suspicion.
We shall survive fear.
But can we survive living
without each other, dear?
We shall survive all of this
if we put our love first.
We shall survive hunger.
We shall survive thirst
only if this love is true.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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What Kind Of Man Would I Be?
Girl, well its been one of those days again,
And it seems like the harder I try,
Over and over, Im right back where I began;
But you understand.
Oh girl, when nothing else in this world goes right,
Oh I just want to run to you.
You pull me through.
Oh baby, who wouldnt want to have you in their life?
Tell me: what kind of man would I be,
Living a life without any meaning?
And I know you could surely survive without me,
But if I had to live without you,
Tell me what kind of man would I be?
Times when it was pointless for me to try;
I was more than a desperate man.
What seemed like forever was gone with one touch of your hand.
Oh, girl, if I could count all the sleepless nights,
When you were there for me.
A fool could see, oh baby,
Once that I found you there was no letting go.
Tell me: what kind of man would I be,
Living a life without any meaning?
And I know you could surely survive without me,
But if I had to live without you,
Tell me what kind of man would I be?
[repeat and fade]
song performed by by Chicago
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Life-Giving Spark (Revised)
Creating meaning for ourselves is a sublime
experience, the young are instructed to believe
life is meaningful, yet cannot feel it that way,
we only learn through experience
If we don’t learn to create meaning we will
suffer senseless phenomena instead of life;
some exult in depressive sensationalism as
it is more exciting than unfounded optimism
Most prefer the pain of rebellion to resignation, yet
as long as we create our own meaning, those who
indulge in the macabre by seeking suffering in
depressing intrigues, cannot touch us
Since life seems meaningless a quest is needed
to make sense of existence; I learnt meaning was
not hanging around just waiting to be found but
existed only in feelings
Mixing life’s ingredients like ancient alchemists
produces results, adding our own passion as the
life-giving spark, attaching ideals to beautiful scenes;
I honour these visions in my dreams
Pay homage to origins by cherishing favourite
stories and authors, find new perspectives and
unexpected aspects in the same, well-known
material whenever I look again…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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We cannot live, suffer or die for somebody else, for suffering is too precious to be shared.
quote by Edward Dahlberg
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Still Have Fear Getting Out Of The Circle
i am staying
i finally tell myself
there is no sense going out of the circle
the comfort of its radius
being in
for the rest of my life
inside i may suffer
i may bleed in silence
but i live and i can still do what i can
to ease the pain
i have seen you
leave the circumference
you shout at first
you are free
then you suffer alone
in agony
then you die
then no one remembers
no one really cares
no one understands completely
us, how we both suffer
inside and outside us
how we suffer everywhere
how we live how we die
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Struggle To Survive
Everyday is a struggle.
A struggle to survive.
Survive the pain and heartache.
The heartache caused by suffering.
Suffering from the humiliation, depression and loneliness
The humiliaton, depression, and loneliness that is deep inside me.
Deep inside me my soul is tortured.
Tortured to the point of almost dying.
Almost dying, I am trying
Trying to survive.
poem by Ally Stats
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I Suffer The Night
I suffer the night
When it's time to face my sadness
And all I can do is cry
I suffer the night
When I struggle to find rest
Knowing in the morning I must rise
I suffer the night
When alone in the darkness
I wonder why I am alive
I suffer the night
When I succumb to blackness
And finally stop asking why
I suffer the night
As it battles my mind
And my spirit slowly dying
I suffer the night
As I reach for the light
And pray that my death be kind
poem by Sonya Florentino
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When I Fail To See
When I fail to SEE the suffering of people,
Do not call me a visually impaired,
But call me a blind.
When I ignore the agony of hard labor,
Do not call me a physically handicapped,
But call me a crippled.
When I am inaudible to the cries of help,
Do not call me a hearing impaired,
But call me a deaf.
When we, the able bodied find it tough,
To survive under the comfortable condition,
How do the disabled survive under the hostile limitation?
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Alone At Sea
Alone I lay on a wooden raft
Alone I stay in the dark
Alone I pray to survive
Alone I may not survive
Alone I look out to the sea
Alone I wake up on the sea
Alone I reach out for help
Alone I may not survive
Alone I eat my dry food
Alone I drink the salty water
Alone I sit in the cold
Alone I may not survive
Alone, yes, alone I stare at the storm
Alone, yes, alone I live on the sea
Alone, yes, alone I wait for the rescue boat
Alone, yes, alone I may not survive
Alone, yes, alone I pray to be safe
Alone, yes, alone I call out for help
Alone, yes, alone I get on the boat
Alone, yes, alone I was rescued
Alone, yes, alone I lived on the sea for months
And alone, yes, alone I walked ashore unaided
poem by Max Parriott
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I Lost My Mobile Phone
I've awoken in a terrible state,
I think I'm going to die,
My life is almost over,
As I breathe my one last sigh.
I'm really hurting deep inside
That's why I find it odd,
If one can suffer in this way,
There can't possibly be a God.
It happened as I was driving,
I ran into a pole,
I'd just completely lost the plot,
This is going to take it's toll.
How could my fellow human beings?
Treat me with such disdain,
How can they stand there laughing?
When they know I'm in so much pain.
Like blood my body needs it,
It's as important as my heart,
Without it I know I will die,
We just cannot be apart.
As I'm now losing consciousness,
I feel like such a fool,
Though I did ignore the warning signs,
How could life be so cruel?
There is no point in carrying on,
I've given up the ghost,
I'll just go quietly on my way,
As they play my one last post.
I must have upset someone high,
To suffer this affliction,
The reality with my illness is,
It's based on fact not fiction.
I'm going to see my psychiatrist now,
This will be my one last session,
After all I've been put through,
I'm suffering from depression.
But I don't care what you lot think,
I know I've passed life's test,
When I finally meet my maker,
I can say I tried my best.
Paradise must be a massive place,
There must be a lot of choice,
Us humans love to gossip,
I love the sound of my own voice.
How did our parents ever survive?
Even for a two-minute walk,
Being away from family and friends,
Without being able to talk.
I know what you're all thinking now,
For me you're feeling sad,
Definitely not I hear you say,
We think you're barking mad.
In saying that I'm worried now,
If Heaven's the ultimate creation,
How the Hell will I survive?
Do they have any communication?
Well this is it I'm on my way,
I have taken my final breath
Not knowing if I'll be allowed to speak,
Is a fate far worse than death.
My epitaph I want you to write,
On my lovely granite stone,
Is, I didn't die from illness,
‘' I Lost My Mobile Phone ‘'
Father why have you forsaken me?
Faith is believing something which you can't question
........ not even classified as a blind obedient of what you believed
........ it is an inner self manifestation of the soul that reveals that only
........ your heart can define and fulfillment is rewarding beyond the
........ earthly prizes, so mysterious that no exact word can described
........ the meaning of faith
heavenly language are so simple that, only through following the foot
........ steps of the prophets, faith can be understood: the Bible, the
........ Qu'ran, the Torah has revealed and guided us the ingredients to
........ achieve perfection, the ancient wisdom provides the faithful
........ the way to live in human form of holiness
Jesus, is reflected in the scripture as the man who perfected his faith,
........ in the calvary of pain, suffering and that only our hearts can felt
........ a life that human has power to resist and define the essence of
........ self-giving through the wisdom of our faith, a sacrifice that brings
........ the meaning of the cross, a man who is willing to give his precious
........ blood
the significance of the cross, lay down the openness of our heart, our
........ hope, our faith, our future, even the human suffering we encounter
........ and along the road to calvary, all are equal, regarless of race, sex
........ religions and faith we possess
in the high-way, towards the vertical and horizontal horizon of direction
........ the cross gives us the sign that its only by meeting others in the
........ crossroad we will find the meaning of existence.... Jesus showed
........ us the way....like Him....we too shout.........Father why have you......
forsaken me?
poem by Antonio Liao
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