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Hill of Pains

More I rise
More I feel loneliness
Cruel and merciless
Fatal blizzard I withstand
Witness the frozen ice
Faces are more colourless
Hearts are colder inside

Hundreds of tons
The folds of the words
Pressed together tight
A nail in the chest
The hill of pains untold
Rises more and more

That day the hill melts
The rivers over flow
The moment I meet with you
I get a sigh of relief
When I unfold my sorrow.

poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Pains Of Loneliness

The pains are so deep that they’ve become rooted in me
Like a bottomless pit with no ending
Coming straight up without bending.
No relief do I see in sight, I try to make changes
But I fail in my plight.
The pains of loneliness are hard to bare
When you have no one with these to share.

Why does happiness turn and bear away?
Why can’t with me - it stay?
What have I done that this burden I must bare?
Why can’t I escape it?
I’ve had my fair share.!

My heart is heavy and about to burst
The only relief are the tears that flow from my eyes.
But how much am I supposed to cry?
I’m like an Easter bunny, savory and tempting
On the top, but hollow on the inside.

Like a ring of solid gold, but hollow
In the middle, and until it is filled
With a finger from a loving hand
It has no value that we can understand.

The pains of loneliness have followed me
For a very long time, and I’m ready to draw the line.
This being said: I will go on my way
And this loneliness will no longer stay.

poem by Louis Rams
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Guilt

Sad faces, dark dresses, condolences;
Words of wisdom, grievance and conformity,
My chest filled with agony; my head filled with hope;
I wander around in loneliness, in search of ways to cope.

Walked past the yellow tree, a mind filled with memory;
The echoes of thee words that fill the shadows of the hill,
A quick look at the back of me, the cold air masks her sight;
I wander around in loneliness, to answer her last breaths' plight.

The guilt at the helm of it, the gun in my hand;
The death of my loved one, the murderer at large;
My chest filled with agony, my head filled with hope;
I wander around in loneliness, looking for ways to elope.

Suspicious at suspecting eyes, my eyes with teary lies;
I think of how it could have been had she not seen what I have been,
A quick look at the back of me, the cold air masks her sight,
I wander around in loneliness, for my need to survive.

'Go to hell, you filthy beast' her last words that spoke of me,
Our child is six, I'll try and fix, the void you've left for her;
I'll stop the kills, I swear I will, just one more and I am done.
I wander around in loneliness, the gun still in my hand.

poem by Avi Vodkaholica
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I Walk Down The Hill Of My Own Loneliness

I WALK DOWN THE HILL OF MY OWN LONELINESS

I walk down the hill of my own loneliness
It is a sad hill
It is a long hill
But it is my hill.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Two rivers Between Mankind Live!

The history of mankind,
Two rivers flow side by side,
In the name of God and beliefs,
One flows crystal clear,
colourless, faithless yet hopeful and printable knowledge,
Beyond all polluting Narrow thoughts,
flowing on precious ground of reasoning, embracing all creatures, everylife alike,
Flow of love purified by ever pure knowledge of Self!

Another is narrow river full of blood,
Smell of rotten corpse,
Dirty genocide thoughts
In the name caste creed,
thirst for power,
Hunger for comforts, wealth and fame,
All violence hidden under the bouquet of Love,
Under the name of merciful Lord,
Merciless killings,
Burning of huts and mansions,
destruction of heritage and cultures,
all this Not only in the name of God,
But also in the name of Love,
In the history of mankind,
Two rivers flow side by side,
One is pure and colourless,
Another is impure and red,
One can pollute the pure and make it red easily,
But the pure can't wash the red colour and wash the dirt of the other!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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August Sun

The birth of August is upon us, as the fair haired sun rises in the sky
With songs of the cicada unwinding, the sand hill Cranes sail by
The heat is hoovering all around us, we feel heavy in it's grip
To break free from it's bonds, from it's clutches we must rip
Shade gives little relief, to this melting, bending soul
A river full of water, is not enough to quench this foe
Only darkness breaks the curse, that the day could not hide
Relief is but short...and that too must subside
For August is just arriving, her journey's just begun
It's only just beginning; her moment in the sun

poem by Rhonda Baker
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If It Be Your Will

If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will
If it be your will
That a voice be true
From this broken hill
I will sing to you
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing
If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well
And draw us near
And bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will
If it be your will.

song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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You Will, You Won't

You will you won't
You do you don't
You're saying you will
But you know you won't
You may you might
Your chest gets tight
You say you love day
But you come out at night
While your thinking, thinking, thinking up a storm in you
All the things you're thinking, are they false, are they true
You know the dipsydoodle rag, it tells no lie
But all the time you're thinking, well you're tricking your mind
You will you won't
You do you don't
You're saying you will
But you know you won't
You may you might
Your chest gets tight
You say you love day
But you come out at night
Well the devil's standing tall on the top of the hill
Pointing down his fork and betraying your will
You gotta make decisions whether old or new
Then god comes from the heavens and he'll say to you
You will you won't
You do you don't
You're saying you will
But you know you won't
You may you might
Your chest gets tight
You say you love day
But you come out at night
Well I've tried so hard
I've tried so hard
To make it right
To make it right
I'm gonna bury my thoughts
And forget all my worries
Tonight
You will you won't
You do you don't
You're saying you will
But you know you won't
You may you might
Your chest gets tight
You say you love day
But you come out at night

song performed by by Zutons
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Ballad of L. in Lesotho

Singer:

Frozen rivers
Seen from the plateau
Of a new edge that is this leaving
That sometimes
Makes you hard, and cry
In the weakness.
You will have to walk on ice for a while.

Woven weeds
Black as the sheep on the mountain
And for some time
Love
Widowed you from me
As you wander
Your sadness draped upon you like a shawl.

But on the hill
There is one
Waiting
Like sunlight, to come through.

Narrator:

Twenty years after you trod the foothills of Lesotho
You tracked me down to the Indian Ocean coast
I was married by then and again we could not meet
You had lost your only child, mine was soon to be born.

Once more we failed to run the streams of our lives together.

And I remembered the song of the frozen rivers
Where you walked on ice and still had not come through.

poem by Frank Bana
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Running Up That Hill

( Kate Bush cover )
It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You *be running up that hill*
You and me *be running up that hill*
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, *be running up that hill*
You and me, *be running up that hill*
You and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...
'C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems. x2
'If I only could, be running up that hill.' x7

song performed by by Placebo
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Bonded Beauty

The earth has its fill
When the moon melts on the hill
Pours down its side
To flow in wild tide.
Finding it silvery sweet
Our hearts ravage it.
Its beauty milked dry,
Moon can no more return to the sky.

poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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A Childs Sadness

A child s sadness (10/12/11)

Why do I feel this sadness deep inside
Is it mistakes that I try to hide?
Like a drowning victim gasping for air
Your chest becomes tight and your hearts in despair.

Like a wind blown feather landing on the ground
You want to scream, but you don’t make a sound.
Hundreds of people all around
Yet this sadness gets you down.
You don’t know how or why you get this way
You just want to hide - or run away.

Some get sad for menial things
But this is what sadness brings.
So this thought I will inflict
“ you have to get over it really quick”.

Sadness can pull you down, especially
When there’s no help around.
TAKE YOUR LIPS AND SPREAD THEM WIDE
AND PULL OUT THAT LAUGHTER FROM DEEP INSIDE.

Did you feel the difference that it brought
This is what I was taught.

SMILE! : -)

poem by Louis Rams
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A Mansion On The Hill

Tonight down here in the valley
Im lonesome and o how I feel
As I sit here alone in my cabin
I can see your mansion on the hill
Do you recall when we parted
The story to me you revealed
You said you could live without loving
In your loveless mansion on the hill
Ive waited all through the years love
To give you a heart true and real
Cause I know youre living in sorrow
In your loveless mansion on the hill
The light shine bright from yer window
The trees stand so silent and still
I know youre alone with your pride dear
In your loveless mansion on the hill

song performed by by Hank Williams
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The Rivers of a Poet

The Rivers of the Poet

The verses of the poet
vary from the rivers
though they also flow
while circulating inside
until materializing
in words and verses
that others can see.

The poet’s soul communions
with the exterior world
and flows like the rivers
with each inspiration.

The rivers of the poet
do dry inside of him
as he writes,
but it is forever
that they flow in written form
upon the sheets of paper.

That is how
the rivers of the poet
leave and manage to stay
until another river
appears and flows
with another inspiration.

poem by Juan Antonio Rodriguez
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Up On The Hill

We come from a long line of lenders
Who get rich just exploiting you spenders
But now we just manage our blenders
Up, up, up on the hill
It helps to be charming and funny
Have cute names like binky and bunny
But the main things still oodles of money
Up, up, up on the hill
Up on the hill we are the big cheeses
Up on the hill we own the cool breezes
Top of the heap is where we know we belong
Up on the hill above the confusion
Up on the hill we live our illusions
Up, up, up on the hill
Marmalade mansions beneath cloudless skies
Breathtaking vistas that baffle your eyes
Were passing our days in a rare atmosphere
Sun, sea, and stars, and warm breezes all year
Our blood is decidedly blue-ish
Were leery of anything newish
And or course, darling, nobodys jewish
Up, up, up on the hill
Up on the hill we are the big cheeses
Up on the hill we own the cool breezes
The top of the heap is where we know we belong
Up on the hill above the confusion
Up on the hill we live our illusions
Up, up, up on the hill
Up, up, up on the hill
Way up, up, up on the hill

song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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To Delia: On Her Endeavouring To Conceal Her Grief At Parting

Ah! wherefore should my weeping maid suppress
Those gentle signs of undissembled woe?
When from soft love proceeds the deep distress,
Ah, why forbid the willing tears to flow?

Since for my sake each dear translucent drop
Breaks forth, best witness of thy truth sincere,
My lips should drink the precious mixture up,
And, ere it falls, receive the trembling tear.

Trust me, these symptoms of thy faithful heart,
In absence shall my dearest hope sustain;
Delia! since such thy sorrow that we part,
Such when we meet thy joy shall be again.

Hard is that heart, and unsubdued by love,
That feels no pain, nor ever heaves a sigh;
Such hearts the fiercest passions only prove,
Or freeze in cold insensibility.

Oh! then indulge thy grief, nor fear to tell
The gentle source from whence thy sorrows flow,
Nor think it weakness when we love to feel,
Nor think it weakness what we feel to show.

poem by William Cowper
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Let Them There Stood

Let them there stood
Even not understood
Let your words untold
Ban them harming other's world
Let them ebbed with the innocence of childhood
May they behold
The grace of my lord
But when they'll cause
Hearts to be destroied
Let them there stood
Embrace your anger within
May it'll stay jailed in
Let your words unsaid
Untold
Silent
There at the peace let them silenced
Those words were worsened when they were melted with anger
They're now like poisoning animal's hunger
Whose reason never will be understood
Even after braking hearts
Those your heart loves the most
So let them inside your heart silently stood.
Untold
Silent......

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Read the poems and meet the words
Like they are strangers
They do not know you
And you do not know them
But then you
Get to know each other
With how you feel
And what they feel for you
They flow into your mind
And float there
Then they sink because
You rock them in your
Blood and thirst and
Loneliness, and you ask
If it is you in the poem?

Did I not tell you the magic
Of my poetry? Or of poetry itself?

I will tell you again
You read them and then feel them,
Then they become you
Because now you see yourself
Inside them
And the poems own you
Because now you own them too.

is it you? yes, it is also us.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Is it you?

Read the poems and meet the words
Like they are strangers
They do not know you
And you do not know them
But then you
Get to know each other
With how you feel
And what they feel for you
They flow into your mind
And float there
Then they sink because
You rock them in your
Blood and thirst and
Loneliness, and you ask
If it is you in the poem?

Did I not tell you the magic
Of my poetry? Or of poetry itself?

I will tell you again
You read them and then feel them,
Then they become you
Because now you see yourself
Inside them
And the poems own you
Because now you own them too.

is it you? yes, it is also us.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Running Up That Hill

If I only could, Id be running up that hill.
If I only could, Id be running up that hill.
It doesnt hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesnt hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that Im making?
You, its you and me.
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You dont want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware Im tearing you asunder.
Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.
Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, dont we?
You, its you and me.
Its you and me wont be unhappy.
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
Say, if I only could, oh...
You,
Its you and me,
Its you and me wont be unhappy.
Cmon, baby, cmon darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
Cmon, angel, cmon, cmon, darling,
Lets exchange the experience, oh...
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
If I only could
Be running up that hill
With no problems...
If I only could, Id be running up that hill.
If I only could, Id be running up that hill.

song performed by by Kate Bush
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A Mansion On The Hill

Hank williams
Tonight down here in the valley
Im lonesome and oh, how I feel
As I sit here alone in your cabin
I can see your mansion on the hill
Do you remember when we parted?
The story to me you revealed
You said you could live without love, dear
In your loveless mansion on the hill
Ive waited all through the years. love
To give you a heart true and real
Cos I know you are living in sorrow
In your loveless mansion on the hill
The light shines bright from your window
The trees stand so silent and still
I know youre alone with your pride, dear
In your loveless mansion on the hill

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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