Only the sufferers know how their bellies ache.
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Ache, Ache, Ache
Stay calm
Put your mask of indifferent
Stay in control
You have gone through the worse
Stand tall
Throw the pain to the wall
Spread the smile
Even to deceive a little longer
Before it consumes you
And ache, ache, ache
Before it defeat you
With ache, ache, ache
Whisper you to break
For ache, ache, ache
Pushing you to the world
Full ache, ache, ache
Keep moving
Your body needs the adrenaline
Keep struggling
You don't want to end here
Glare angrily
It's better than being a hopeless
Act strongly
Do not let it weakens your will
Because it starts throbbing
An ache, ache, ache
Because you don't need pity
Though ache, ache, ache
They waiting you to fall
By ache, ache, ache
And wish you to slowly die
In ache, ache, ache
Focus on your duty
Forget other unnecessary mind
Carry your burden
Even you have to endure it forever
Brace the inevitable
Never let anything get you down
Give up is losing
Whatever left for you to own
But it keeps reminding you
Till ache, ache, ache
But it rounds you to the corner
To ache, ache, ache
You don't know where comes
This ache, ache, ache
And how to stop or numb
The ache, ache, ache
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Live helthy
To day world
People are....
Some budy
Have back ache...
Some budy
Have leg ache...
Some budy
Have neck ache...
Some budy have
Stomach ache
Some have
Head ache...
All are ache...
Ache is not for
Good helth...
Good helth is
Not for ache...
Change your
Life style and
with your food
Live helthy....
Leave happy...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The Condolence
O my fellow sufferers, songs of my youth,
A lot of asses praise you because you are 'virile',
We, you, I! We are 'Red Bloods'!
Imagine it, my fellow sufferers
Our maleness lifts us out of the ruck,
Who'd have foreseen it?
O my fellow sufferers, we went out under the trees,
We were in especial bored with male stupidity.
We went forth gathering delicate thoughts,
Our ‘fantastikon’ delighted to serve us.
We were not exasperated with women,
for the female is ductile.
And now you hear what is said to us:
We are compared to that sort of person
Who wanders about announcing his sex
As if he had just discovered it.
Let us leave this matter, my songs,
and return to that which concerns us.
poem by Ezra Pound
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Youth Is Splendour
Young bore young when in small age,
Though my time coincided with my life’s battling
And my praiseworthy feat was destroyed.
Young people bitterly reject, utterly in loss
Of the world at large, their bellies ache from slaughtering
The elder lot and sharing food, this may ache.
Yet youth forbade the old, the aged, strict, loving and kind,
Having laughter and so much to despise.
We should be young who are mindful of age,
Let us love oneself as well, just when young hearts describe
Themselves in the deep world.
The youth is splendid, the older periods of life are a consequence
Of splendour.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Doll Parts
I am doll eyes
Doll mouth, doll legs
I am doll arms, big veins, dog bait
Yeah, they really want you, they really want you, they really do
Yeah, they really want you, they really want you, but I do too
I want to be the girl with the most cake
I love him so much it just turns to hate
I fake it so real, I am beyond fake
And someday, you will ache like I ache
Someday, you will ache like I ache
I am doll parts
Bad skin, doll heart
It stands for knife
For the rest of my life
Yeah, they really want you, they really want you, they really do
Yeah, they really want you, they really want you, but I do, too
I want to be the girl with the most cake
He only loves those things because he loves to see them break
I fake it so real, I am beyond fake
And someday, you will ache like I ache
Someday you will ache like I ache
song performed by by Hole
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This Is who I Am
Theres heart-ache where these tears come from. Attached to them a life time of hurts caused by too many hopes gone awry.
Theres heart-ache buried so deep in this heart that its hard to seperate where the heart-ache ends and anger begins.
Anger strong enough to break through any kind of heart-ache.
Anger that paralyzes the heart to stone. Making it unbreakable to any heart-ache. Making it unbreakable for those that cause that heart-ache.
coupled with that anger is regrets and self-pity.
Drowning in them but at sinful piece.
This is what i'm used to.
This is who i am.
This is what i know, understand.
This all consuming emotion that builds day-2-day behind blu eyes that smile at every joke that goes bad.
poem by Laterressa Fowler
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Shampoo
Youre the shampoo in my eyes
You are the salt in my wounds
A necessity in life
But always in the wrong place
Youre the thorn in my side
You ache and ache and ache
Still I cant live without
You will be in me
Youre the warmth in the eyes
Not knowing what to do
Should you laugh or should you cry
You lead me to the wrong place
Youre the thorn in my side
You ache and ache and ache
Still I cant live without
You will be in me
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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Ache
The ache of my bosom
Is such, that it needs
The bite of your teeth
To make it ache
More and more…
And with this
Aching bosom,
My love, when I
Take leave of you,
The mark of your
Teeth - will always
Remain with me…
Making me ache
For you ~
Forever more…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The Gods live in our nerves.
Aching is pain and nuisance
Severity varies in annoyance,
Tooth ache, Head ache, stomach ache,
And Body ache. Do we forget to take,
Medicines for these aches and freaks,
We will be and pain killers we seek,
We may forget to take medicines,
For many disorders in blood and functions,
Which not affect our nerves at once,
But the effects are severe and life threatening,
Without the prescribed medicines,
We may not lead the healthy life,
Take your medicines regularly,
follow the advice of physicians,
For the disorders and diseases,
That we are blessed to have and suffer.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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A Marriage On Earth
A sphere was once a planet,
Then it turned into a world,
This majestic world was made flesh
To reside on it. On this love
Was another love.
A man came to ask of water and food,
He was fed, and he drank his fill,
For the bellies ache if thirst is an issue.
May luck benefit and promise those
Who are in love with peace.
The love of a woman was about,
From a man of great strength,
His loves were numerous,
But he never hated the planet
Or his own wife.
For love really is on this Earth,
To forgive I sleep at night
And not in the day, for light is great
And the Sun still shines
Whenever there is marriage for two.
poem by Naveed Akram
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A Word of Encouragement
Stomach-ache can be a curse;
heart-ache may be even worse;
so thank Heaven on your knees
if you've got but one of these.
seeing the dentist’s bill
patient with tooth-ache
develops heart-ache
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Full Lips That Kiss
it is cold tonight
and it was only our good fortune
that let me find this place for us to sleep
and blankets and i have your warm breasts
and you brought other friends that you say
need to be made full as well
knowing i have a special fondness for soft ever growing
bellies filled thus with mine and free milk
though it works i know both ways and you have told them
that it takes much, much more for me to give out to they
and while i sleep it flows how like rivers it all flows
and such are the lips in need that one never feels them
as they move with such firm purpose and while one
holds the stones and the other squeezes one then
the other untill it is made freely thus
and already i have many soft bellies filled thus and some
few their milk is sweeter but i say nothing as preferably
and i sleep now with my belly full of rich milk as they forage
furring the day..and life is as it once was and as it should be
and hard ship all around us
and we all sleep warmly and contently knowing
that it is thus
and even now one is in need and being responsible, i sleep.
while all around me the bellies are kicking and pushing.
poem by Is It Poetry
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My Heart Bleeds (98)
I fancy I can hear the sufferers moaning
The starving woman and the dying man
The malnourished children with the hunger blown pot bellies
My heart bleeds for the people of Sudan.
But these people they need far more than sympathy
They need food and care and medicine right away
They have eaten the seeds that they had to be planted
And hundreds die of hunger every day.
For life's small blessings I ought to be thankful
For I am one who doesn't have cause for moan
Compared to many I feel very privileged
The pangs of hunger I have never known.
One of my neighbours never stops complaining
He grumbles by life he is hard done by
But he looks overweight from over eating
And of malnutrition he will never die.
And another I know he tried to take his own life
Because his girlfriend left him he is in despair
I feel more pity for those dying of hunger
For a broken heart is not beyond repair.
In a Land ravaged by disease drought and hunger
To live to thirty years seen as a lengthy span
And my sympathy is with the starving millions
The hungry and the homeless of Sudan.
poem by Francis Duggan
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What an Irony
My nation is celebrating good harvest this season
Behind tones of grains lying rotten
Insects having feast on them
Highest courts have ordered to distribute,
Why waste them
Who are bothered, swollen bellies unattended?
Record breaking harvest on one side,
People dying of hunger other side...
What an irony...
Hunger bellies caught in dirty politics
Who is bothered, everyone self centered
The court rightly said
Even god cannot save this country...
poem by Jisha Viswam
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Seventy-five percent of MS sufferers are women.
The Apocalypse
An abundance of water dresses our coats,
For while the clouds do rage on the boats
My accusation is similar to intelligence
On the limited number of sailors of no importance.
My fearsome nature carried power on the ships
I antagonise, and they shall suffer an extraordinary apocalypse.
For they hurt my sailing and mission,
Toads of a bursting abdomen,
Bellies of wine and apish quality,
Endangered by triviality.
A chopping sea empties its contents
To the boats blessed by comments.
Our ships waste the dress of admirals
Their bellies are big, even need funerals.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Traits Of Misery
Beware of those who expose,
Traits of misery.
You will recognize them immediately.
Ache and Pain gainers,
Will introduce themselves first by complaints.
'Oh, I'm hanging in there.
Doing the best I can with my arthritist.
And controlling my 'sugar' and high colesterol.
You have no clue how I wish I can say,
I'm doing fine as easily as you do.'
Sufferers of others' misunderstandings...
Are of a different breed.
They want to be understood as to why,
Their excuses and alibis are always so creative.
'As a child my parents did this to me.
With their over-protecting and curfews set.
That left me insecure and unsure,
Of any forwardsteps I made.
But with my unshakable faith...
I pray everyday for clarity.'
Oh yes,
There's nothing like that 'clarity' to be addressed.
And then,
Those 'Doubting Thomases' who speak in 'gibberish'...
Around those to impress on Sunday mornings,
During their 'confessions'...
Are those with their 'born-again' Christian qualities.
You know the ones...
Quick to quote verbatim from a learned scripture,
But can not accept the living of their lives...
For fear to be tempted by sin and the reality of life,
They find they have been 'annointed' to judge.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Little Acorns
legs ache
from sitting
word processing
too long
legs ache
with achievement
solidly established
firmly planted
poem by Terence George Craddock
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