Pregnant heart
Clattering and twittering
Unstop speaking
Still unspoken pangs
Gathered and turned into
A black stone, like a blind
Walking the road, mouth shut
With open heart, none is there to listen
Words are unable, fallen from the crest
The heart having a bun on the oven,
Feeling the undelivered pain
Lots of failure, lots of burden , return again
To the cave with unbearable strain.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Legendary Untold
So many words have been spoken
Yet things remain unexpressed
So many words have been spoken
Yet things remain unheard.
Speaking is busy everywhere
Yet the untold entity is there.
He resides in the every corner of the heart
Of every man, like a blind black stone
He is a deaf and dumb walking down the road.
He is writhing in the secluded lane of the vein.
He is the flaming fire of the soul
As an Unextinguished burning coal.
No ventilation no language
Pent up feelings falling like foliage.
Is he a dead volcano or a pressure cooker?
A spark is needed from the bonfire
To burst to burn down every things every where.
He is alive and leads a life of legendary tragic hero
Along with the born despondent and void zero
The breast of untold bangs on his breast
Cruel sand brick stone walk and graze.
The heart has a bun on the oven
Moves hither and thither with unbearable strain
Dying a death of failure and pain.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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For Me You Are…………
Building the wall of confidence, all around my ribs
Inspiring, when am alone, even in noise
Showing me, the fairy way, when I get confused
Hauling me from, those atrocious affairs, that matters
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
Pursuing illusion, enlightening my life
Reaching, as a shadow at the time of tide
Intimacy, in the dream that comes into my mind
Yielding smile at my labor, creating zeal at my failure
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
At every insult and every admire
Youth mind, mine even if retires
Occupying for me, the seat of mentor
Uprooting all solitary despairs
Aspiring not to be worry, else to fear
Reinforcing skeleton by self-esteem of yours
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
Enriching my each moment, being even so bare
Animating my life, that anyone can't imagine
Nursing me, to special from alone
Grasping me in the midst of up and down
Enlivening those deadly postures of dreams
Lightening by a heavy power as thunderstorm
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
Forgiving me for each-every mistakes done
Organizing such beautiful ceremonies
Rearranging me, trying to make me genuine
My life you are, I can't remain alone
Eagerly, have awaited for you, oh my feminine!
(Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Now, am feeling proud, to have you like a friend in my life
Unable to be mute and those unspoken tales
Under my heart to hide.)
poem by Nibedit Nahak
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Symptoms Of A Loser
blurring visions
that see tired tigers
retreating inside a cave
away from humanity,
cracking bones
shouting for repair,
falling hair
lots of locks on the
pillow that early morning
when there is no feeling
of waking up,
a mouth that is shut
munching words
and swallowing pride,
a heart that no longer
weeps,
hands that reside
inside the pocket,
feet that refuse to
take another mile
of tolerance,
poems growing
like molds on
left-over bread
a cockroach proclaiming
victory over
unwashed coffee mugs.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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She Is Electric
Shes electric
Shes in a family full of eccentrics
She done things I never expected
And I need more time
Shes got a sister
And God only knows how Ive missed her
On the palm of her hand is a blister
And I need more time
And I want you to know
Ive got my mind made up now
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what Im saying?
But I need more ....
Coz Ill be you and youll be me
Theres lots and lots for us to see
Theres lots and lots for us to do
She is electric, can I be electric too?
Shes got a brother
We dont get on with one another
But I quite fancy her mother
And I think that she likes me
Shes got a cousin
In fact shes got bout a dozen
Shes got one in the oven
But its nothing to do with me
And I want you to know
Ive got my mind made up now
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what Im saying?
But I need more ....
Coz Ill be you and youll be me
Theres lots and lots for us to see
Theres lots and lots for us to do
She is electric, can I be electric too?
song performed by by Oasis
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Build
Clambering men in big bad boots
Dug up my den, dug up my roots
Treated us like plasticine town
They built us up and knocked us down
From meccano to legoland
Here they come with a brick in their hand
Men with heads filled up with sand
Its build
Its build a house where we can stay
Add a new bit everyday
Its build a road for us to cross
Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
Whistling men in yellow vans
They can and drew us diagrams
Showed us how it all worked it out
And wrote it down in case of doubt
Slow, slow, quick, quick, quick
Its wall to wall and brick to brick
They work so fast it makes you sick
Its build
Its build a house where we can stay
Add a new bit everyday
Its build a road for us to cross
Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
Its build
Down with sticks and up with bricks
In with boots and up with roots
Its in with suits and new recruits
Its build
song performed by by Housemartins
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A walk
I'm walking down this road, looking for a new way,
Looking to what's ahead, I move without delay,
I'm walking down this road, blind to where it'll take me,
All I know is the past, ain't where I want to be,
I'm walking down this road, hoping to start anew,
I have come so far now, I've got to continue,
I'm walking down this road, toward what I pursue,
Certain that my failure, has been long overdue.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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Shes Electric
Shes electric
Shes in a family full of eccentrics
Shes done things Ive never expected
And I need more time
Shes got a sister
And God only knows how Ive missed her
And on the palm of her hand is a blister
And I need more time
And I want you to know
Ive got my mind {made up now/mind made up now}
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what {Im saying/what Im saying}
But I need more
{cuz Ill be you and youll be me/tiiiiii-iiime}
{theres lots and lots for us to see/ahhhhh-ahhhhh}
{lots and lots for us to do/ahhhhh-ahhhhh}
{she is electric/ahhhhh}
{can I be electric too? /ahhhhh}
Shes got a brother (a brother)
We dont get on with one another
But I quite fancy her mother
And I think that she likes me
Shes got a cousin (a cousin)
In fact shes got a dozen (a dozen)
Shes got one in the oven (oven)
But its nothing to do with me
And I want you to know
Ive got my mind {made up now/mind made up now}
But I need more time
And I want you to say
Do you know what {Im saying/what Im saying}
But I need more
{cuz Ill be you and youll be me/tiiiiii-iiime}
{theres lots and lots for us to see/ahhhhh-ahhhhh}
{theres lots and lots for us to do/ahhhhh-ahhhhh}
{she is electric/ahhhhh}
{can I be electric too? /ahhhhh}
Can I be electric too? [-- 3 times
Haaa-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh!
song performed by by Oasis
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Silence Of Your Heart
I want to listen to the silence of your heart
That tells of sorrows no word could shape
Of fallen dreams, the endless rape
Of forever giving without any hope of return
Of scars of eternal burn!
The words are vain
They only hide your pain
Now before death do us part,
I must listen to the silence of your heart.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Why Sky Is
'Why the sky is not falling apart'?
Why the moon and stars are not becoming small parts?
Such is the scene and utterances at the time of death
When one looses all hope and firm faith
Especially ladies woe is beyond our imagination
They find it as an end of earth and close relation
The thought itself makes her cry over roof top
Such a tragic scene prevails and no one dares her to stop
It so happens when some young man is died or met with accident
Whole family members get sad and cry for tragic moment
Everybody is engulfed with event and unable to control
It is considered as disappearance of elderly figure with sudden fall
The magnitude of situation remains same even with birds
People say they are with little mind and can't feel afterward
I have seen their cry with high intensity and lots of noise
A rare scene ever witnessed and felt as compulsion with no choice
What an animal, human being or birds!
They have same feelings and words
We can't understand by what has been aired
But it is certain that it is with lots of pain and definitely heard
They don't move from the close of dead body of their companion
It is with lots of pain and anguish that speaks of strong union
I think almighty has installed same lovable heart
A rare and only sensitive organ with feeling as unique part
If bird can feel pain for departed soul then we are human
We must feel for our brethrens as man or woman
No death can be stopped but we can lament its untimely demise
It is general feeling and prevalent in all living things without any choice
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Christmas Poem 1
Merry christmas Merry chrismas,
My heart is singing, My heart is swinging,
Was looking for the day, The most beautiful day,
For the whole year, For entire Year.
Did lots of decorations, On a big christmas tree,
Around all our surroundings, With colourful lights
And with so many gifts and So many toys
Did lots of preparations, Tasty cakes
So many sweets and Many candies,
Wishing to meet and greet Happy Christmas,
Looking forward for Santa to come my home
To give us lots of Happiness and Lots of gifts,
My heart is singing, My heart swinging,
Merry christmas, Merry christmas.
poem by Naga Bhanu Vemuri
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Pain
I have this funny feeling deep within.
It's a pain that rages in my heart.
It's a sadness I can't off load.
It leaves angry every day.
For each second I breath.
I get no relife.
I have a pain deep in my heart.
I wish this pain would depart.
This pain in runs through my veins.
Infecting my blood.
This weird feeling overpowers me.
Leaving me weak at the knees.
My life has no glees.
My life has lots of lows.
Sometimes it has the highs too.
But this pain is my future.
And not the distant past.
It all rushes to my head to fast.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Lots Of Times
Lots of times we laugh and joke
And make funny faces
And lots of time we write notes
Telling each other hello
Lots of times we hung out
And made up funny games
And lots of times we stood together
And defended our beliefs
Lots of times I think of you
And how you're my best friend
And lots of times I know
That that will never end.
Heart Turns To Stone
The days and nights you sit around wondering where can
She be
Hoping that she might appear, out of nowhere
But you fail to see
All the hurt inside, the wounded pride
Ooh what she went through for you
You cheated and lied, as her love slowly died
And her heart just broke in two
When she was with you, all along
Behind you right or wrong
She tried to hold on, hold on
But you went too far, and shes gone
And now its over and her heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
Shes that kind of woman
Shell do fine on her own
What you thought was a game
A game you were winning
Wouldnt go your way
Now youve lost what you had
And your back to the beginning
Its the price you have to pay
When she was with you, all along
Behind you right or wrong
She tried to hold on, hold on
But you went too far, and shes gone
And now its over and her heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
Shes that kind of woman
Shell get by on her own
She hides the pain
But her heart turns to stone
No time for pity
When her heart turns to stone
She cries sometimes
As her heart turns to stone
Shes that kind of woman
Shell get by on her own
Yeah its over
And her heart turns to stone
Dont look for pity now
When her heart turns to stone
Listen to her cry
Listen to her cry
Shes a woman now
Ooh its a sad thing to see
To see a heart turn to stone
The heart of a woman
A heart turned to stone
song performed by by Foreigner
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Unspoken
Unspoken
By: Adam M. Snow
You torment me with your bladed tongue;
if only you knew my life is left unsung.
Now I am broken;
blind, and left unspoken;
with my dreams shattered by you;
for now I know not what to do.
I am left with a voice of silence;
all alone in the distance.
My words I want to say remains unspoken;
for I wonder, 'Will I ever be unbroken? '
Your words still scorn my soul;
for it feels that I am left to rot in this hole.
You showed me your heart of ice;
yet I ask, 'Is my life the price? '
Your bladed tongue pierced my heart;
all because of you, I have fallen apart.
You speak of broken truth;
yet you say I am uncouth.
You push me away and call me a freak;
for all you have done, now silence is what I speak.
I am a ghost with words left unspoken;
standing over my essence, shattered and broken.
Your words are torment;
is this not your intent?
I am tainted by your selfishness;
for my feelings I cannot express.
I am broken because of you;
I only wish you knew.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Thank you a lot
I learnt it from nature
Despite harming so much for sure
"I bow head with respect"
To forgive us all for mad act
I thank almighty for providing precious life
Along with resolve to stay with lots of strife
Always waiting for good to happen
Despite all chances of no success even
I breathe in amidst uncertain moment
Thank nature for providing nice movement
To feel its pulse of its great act
What else can be felt in return as fact?
We can only thank in terms of gesture
That is goodness of human being for sure
We can reciprocate and recognize
If everything is understood as wise
Be calm and quiet while responding
Because that directly reflects and corresponds
Your inner soul action and feeling on face
Face lines are read in all the cases
Eyes go down in recognition
"Words are not sufficient reflection"
"I wish to speak something more"
It just weaves the thoughts and really adore
Such is the meaning of "Thank you"
It must convey feeling and look true
Merely saying "thank you" may look casual
Each time it may be spoken as lines from an individual
Lots of burden is removed when conveyed
The gratitude felt from inside and relayed
The receiver may too felt its impact
To feel real worth and graciousness of act
Thank all when you feel something good is done
Not to you but your friend and heart is won
This is the only gesture that costs nothing
But in return you earn a good will wish for something
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Distance Remains The Same
Time where have you left me
Here without a heart
Without an answer
I tried to open my eyes
I tried to see the song
All things considered
This much remains the same
Hit that wall again
The same old barrier
Time after time Ive tried
To glimpse the other side
Oh and time surely made me see
I was taking your love so carelessly
Now we know
Though it doesnt do much good anymore
I still feel the old familiar pain
It could be that love is blind
I was blind to all your reasoning
But at the start you were blind to me
Now I guess you could say were even
Isnt that what we always wanted to be
Putting our souls on the line to win this game
Im feeling the strain
Ill always love you
Through all this distance
All these barriers
Trying to erase the pain
Erase the pain
Erase the pain
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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But It Makes Me Lots Of Money
Cigarette addiction kills people
But it makes me lots of money
It ruins their health
But it makes me lots of money
They cannot breathe properly
But it makes me lots of money
Their addiction causes them misery
But it makes me lots of money
A trillion cigarette butts pollute our earth daily
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarettes cause fires which burn many people to death
But it makes me lots of money
Parents buy cigarettes when their children need to eat
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarette smoke fills our bars and nightclubs, very unpleasant
But it makes me lots of money
Dirty ashtrays are disgusting
But it makes me lots of money
Why are you allowed to promote and sell such a disgusting product?
Because I've got lots of money
(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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Unanswered Poem
She was at a distance
Walking On the road
Eyes glued on my house
Seeing her
My heart started singing
My mind in ecstasy
I prayed to god
Hoped
Today she would
Knock at the door
Nearing my house
She turned her face
The other side
Smilingly
Passed my house
Did not even bother
To have a look it
Seeing this
My heart started choking
Ecstasy of the mind
Turned into gloom
Writhing with pain
In my heart
In sheer despair
I clenched my fists
And said
Oh! God
When will you listen to
My prayer?
30-06-2012
601-51-06-12
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Inside us! !
Inside us we carry that parallel self
A burial vault without any delf
A little prick wakes up that oppressive pain
Buried deep in past with lots of strain
Ugly regrets which weren't ones fault
Nothingness exaggerated, life craving a halt
The feeling of lone & lost thing
One trusted most, damage the life string
Taking relations sensitivity, always forgranted
Something and some words, just couldn't be supplanted
Left behind is the mirror with a crack
Which magnifies self, one less shiny… other very black.
poem by Samima Shah
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Things Do
The pain is just unbearable
Nothing anyone can do
Hurt is so unbearable
Life is torturing
Only love I wish for
Sadly, never ever I get it
This feeling never gets over
Unending is the agony
Nothing else I want, other than this feeling to end
Suffering to heal
Love to spread
Will that ever be?
My heart wonders
This distress I want to be over with
Little love, I want to spread in my life
No matter how much anyone makes me suffer
Still, I will do anything to survive
Unbearable, things do become.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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