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The Encouragement of A Tragedy

This life is full of 'drama' every day
With blind eyes we let it melt us away.
A tragedy is but both a life best and worse experience.
Some would call this by that name.
It is the exaggeration that makes it good or bad.
An abnormality in repetitive motion.
Over and over like a life boat in the ocean.
Attention sickness is what I call it.
It is no longer told because it causes pain.
But instead it used a draw in pity.
It is used as an excuse to do something,
or act a certain way.
The reality of it should always be treasured.
But the over obsession of it should never be encouraged.
Or come with a smiling acceptance that it usually is given.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Peer Pressure, Identity, and Acceptance

Just not fitting in
Where's those people?
Is there anyone like me?
Am I supposed to be like them?
Just not fitting in

I want acceptance they don't want me
They want me to compromise
This isn't who I am
Who am I anyways?
It's only temporary.... right?
I can't lose myself cause I'm....well I'm me

I need acceptance they're like a distant dream
They're staring right through me
They're speaking to me out of sympathy
They see through my act
They see.... no they couldn't
Who are they anyways?
I guess I'll call them..... well, they're friends
They're all I got

I crave acceptance
The pangs of loneliness
No it's not that
Not quite
As much as I crave acceptance
I think deep down
I don't want to have to change
I think deep down
If I could speculate about myself
Deep down I want to be me
But who.... who am I? I can't remember or maybe....
Maybe there's nothing to remember

Just fitting in
Has changed me
Where can I get real acceptance
Would anyone just care about me even knowing that I was me?
I can't even love me, I don't want to feed me, I don't want to help me
Why would they?
Is there anyone who'd just want me, even if they knew it was me?

Acceptance
It's not just a commodity, it's a necessity
So I found acceptance
It took my life but I'd gladly give it up again
It's better that I no longer live
Well in the my old definition of life
This.... this is life
It's acceptance

I found acceptance with the one I deserved it from the least
Someone I never did anything for
One of my greatest enemies
That's why this acceptance
This forgiveness
This love
Changed me
From the inside
Out

I think I found part of me, I must show my friends
Or that's what I thought
Because the cruel reality of the world is that it
Denies us that one thing that we need to survive that one thing we crave
Acceptance
When I told them He loved me
I lost what little friends I did have
But I have more than I've had
Because I have

Acceptance

poem by David Knox
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Full Of Life Questions

life is full of unexpected,
life is full of challenges,
life is full of bitterness,
life is full of strife,
life is full of contentious disputes,
life is full of revenge,
life is full of hatred,
life is full of mystery,

sometimes.....

life is full of sweetness,
life is full of joy,
life is full of happiness,
life is full of hope,
life is full of dreams,
you can have all this life when the soul is in body, and you will be able to feel everything because this is real life to creatures who call the''human''
Have you thought to life after death? ? ? ?

poem by Rez Zenn
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I call them

I call them Friends
They call me the same
I call them my life
But for them
I may not be their life...

Not their life but life line
Which can not be side lined
It is fact of life and a rationale
Take it as fresh air and inhale

Friends are real and tonic
You get hand without any panic
You have always feeling of being at home
Indeed they are not life but in life welcome

Love the end with mixed impression
Have attachment but no obsession
You need some one to be called a friend
Who can correct and bring happy end

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life Is A Dance For You To Dance To

Life is every where
Life
Life is a challenge
Life is a gift
Life is a chance
Life is a tragedy
Life is lonely
Life is pain
Life is full of frustration
Life is a mystery
Life is love
Life is made of hurt
Life is not a bed of roses
Life is a dance for you to dance
Life is every state of mind
What is life?
Life is a puzzle, solve it
Life is full of unexpected
Life is unexplainable
Life.

poem by Emily Wimetal
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That Crack We Call Love

Your(My) breath in break
Your(My) heart in beak
our eyelids blink; blink
though the light of noon
we are blind
totally blind
ease and bless
for our souls
but crabby mad
for our minds
so that..
that crack we call love
we call love
we need love
we shout love
whispering love
smiling love
crying love
sing for love
dreaming love
feight for love
live for love
die for love
love for love
life for love
love for life
and all that
crack..
you call
i call
we call
love.

poem by Sallam Yassin
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Life Is Everywhere

Life is like a train,
but it is too much of pain.
Life has ups and downs,
which are totally round.
Life is like a pain,
each key has different sound.
Life is full of dreams,
as you want to deem.
Life is full of hope,
with the various scope.
Life is smile,
which last for while.
Life is like a dice,
which gives us many chance.
Life is like flower and sea,
which makes it melody.
Life is like a rainbow,
with full of different color show.
Life is so precious,
preserve it.
Life is a chance,
make use of it.
Life is lonely.
I'm life, You are life, We are life.

poem by Vinay Nagrani
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Life is a Dance for you to Dance...

Life is every where
Life
Life is a challenge
Life is a gift

Life is a chance
Life is a tragedy
Life is lonely
Life is pain

Life is full of frustration
Life is a mystery
Life is love
Life is made of hurt

Life is not a bed of roses
Life is a dance for you to dance
Life is every state of mind
What is life?

Life is a puzzle, solve it
Life is full of unexpected
Life is unexplainable

Life.

Maria Luisa Taylor...

2....2011

poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Life Vs Mylife

LIFE

IS HAPPY AND GOOD

MY LIFE

IS FULL OF SHAME AND REGRET

LIFE

CONSISTS OF EVERYONE

MY LIFE

CONSISTS OF ONLY ME

LIFE

CONSISTS OF LIFE

MY LIFE

CONSISTS OF DEATH AND PAIN

LIFE

TOLD ME WHAT I KNOW NOW

MY LIFE

HELPED ME BELIEVE IT

LIFE

TAUGHT ME TO BE STRONG

MY LIFE TAUGHT ME TO BECOME IT

LIFE

IS THE SUBJECT

MY LIFE

IS THE REASON

LIFE

TOLD ME TO FIGHT

MY LIFE

TOLD ME TO GIVE UP

LIFE

THOUGHT I ACTUALLY WOULD GIVE UP

MY LIFE

KEPT ME STRONG FOR ME, MY FAMLY, MY NIECE (RIP) , AND MY FRIENDS

LOVE THE POETIC PRINCESS

poem by Michole Petersen
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Your Life Is A Fountain Of Dreams

Life is a journey that all we take,
We should fearless do every day forward a step,
Could be a fail, or could be not,
We should let life to flow.

Life is a mystery each passing day,
We wake up and find unbelievable ways,
We seek, we experience, we fulfill our knowledge hunger,
Each experience of life makes us stronger.

Life is a struggle and life is a joy,
We can experience happiness or we can experience pain,
It's about choices we should take,
Life is a lesson each step we make.

Moments of life are bad or good,
We live and remember those moments,
Memories will be kept forever in our hearts,
But hopes are base of the future.

Never give up hoping,
Life is it short but didnt finish yet,
As long as you are still living,
Your life is a fountain of dreams.

poem by Cristina Teodor
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Depression Is

Depression is when your sad and alone

Depression is when you can't do it anymore

Depression is when all you do is cry non stop and no one cares

Depression is when all you think about is ending your life and giving up

Depression is a life full of hell and heartache

Depression is not a good way to live but when you deal with it all your life like I do it just makes your life miserable and a hell hole

Depression makes you want to cut up your arms, legs, and whole body and watch the blood pour out to make it feel good in life

Everything I go through since I was born makes me have depression and only gets worse as life goes on

Sometimes I get so sick of the depression it just makes me want to end it all and wonder if i'm better off dead

In general depression will never go away, you'll have it all your life regardless

poem by Krystal Shearer
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Escaping Reality

Everyone has their own way
of escaping the tortures of life
Some write, some daydream, some listen to the music of today
These tools bring pleasure in repelling
pain, hurt, and depression of the cycleyou call everyday life
My way of escaping reality
is the process of closing my eyes and falling asleep
in my cold frigid environment of rest
wrapped closely in covers dreaming away
Closing my eyes brings pleasure to
my bittersweet life and sweetens my dreams
Dreaming of my candy clouds in the sky
Dreaming of candy filled farms
Dreaming of rainbows and gold at the foot
brings hopefulness into my life and
helps me survive the hell people call life
realeasing feelings I have bottled up inside
Letting go of the attitude I contained that night
Escaping reality lets go of the built up tension
which has contaminated my mind and thoughts
and complicates my judgement
releasing the killer that has stolen my happiness
Stabbing and salting the wound of childhood deprivation
Escaping reality gives me the gift of forgiveness
and reincarnates a new me day-to-day
in hopes of continuing the new day
as I have completed the last
release the killer that makes your life fade away
escaping reality gives me a bloodless win
over life itself from time to time
and will continue to do so forever
find your way of escaping before it makes
you a numb bloodsucking killer of those who walk alone the earth today

poem by Sky McCoy
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I just want peace

I just want peace
All i want is peace
Why i can't have peace
everywhere i go is nothing
but drama and negative
I want peace in my life
I am tied of living life
having to deal with drama
and negative
Why when people see me
doing good and happy
they come right through and mess it
all up...
I just want peace
I see the only way im get
peace is when im dead
I don't want no more drama
and negative in my life
I want peace why can someybody
tell me why i can't have peace in
my life..
I just want peace that's all i want.
Pain
Enough
Angry
Cant
End my life with angry and drama

I want to die in peace not
unhappy and feel with drama and
angry

I just want peace

poem by Angel Wade
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Entertainment

Theres been another assassination
T.v. cameras moving in.
To shoot the bloodstains on the pavement
And get them on the news at ten.
Will he live or will he die, before we go on the air?
Yes, the networks are all there, in the name of
Entertainment.
Superstar psycho, from a killer to a hero,
An overnight sensation on the lips of all the nation
Is he mad or is he sane? it makes for good conversation
I call it suffering and pain, but they call it entertainment
Sex violence murder and rape. (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you came for, thats what you pay for.
Entertainment, entertainment.
They call it entertainment
Inform us, educate us with your media machine
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment.
Real life for entertainment,
Cheapens my reality,
So that hollywood can make it into another b movie
The vultures get the rating and the people get the thrills
But the victims always pay, I guess they always will.
Sex violence murder and rape (entertainment entertainment)
Thats what you want, thats what they need,
Thats what you came for, thats what your paying for.
They call it entertainment (call it entertainment)
Inform us, educate us with your media machine,
(call it entertainment)
Tell me what to dream
(call it entertainment)
You pay your money, what do you get?
Entertainment, entertainment.

song performed by by Kinks
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THANK YOU GIRL FOR NEEDING ME...by Talile Ali

YOU'VE THANKED ME FOR SO MUCH
NOW IT'S MY TIME TO THANK YOU

THANK YOU GIRL FOR NEEDING ME
AND USING ME AS YOU DO
I WOULD WANT TO BE THERE FOR YOU
ESPECIALLY WHEN YOUR LIFE IS SO SCREWED

THE LIGHT THAT YOUVE REKINDLED
MY DESIRE TO TASTE LIFE
IF I ONLY HAD THE GOOD FORTUNE
I WOULD TAKE YOU FOR MY WIFE

I CAST NO ILL DISPERSIONS
UPON THE PATH YOU CHOSE
EXCEPT I PRAY THAT IT ISN'T
ONE THAT WILL MARK YOU UP SO

I'VE BEEN BLIND TO SO MUCH
THE BEAUTY THAT YOU DO
AND AS LONG AS YOU WILL NEED ME
I WILL BE THERE FOR YOU

SOME MAY CALL IT SIMPLE
SOME MAY CALL IT WISE
I CALL IT MY CLOSENESS
TO ALL I'VE REALIZED

poem by Talile Ali
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Fed Up

Happiness is hard to find
Everyone else has it I guess I'm blind
NO all I see is utter lies
Shake my head and close my eyes
But I cant escape and I question myself why?
Call it negativity - it's reality
You've got eyes look and you'll see
Envisioning life through my eyes
I'm so fed up I wish that I was blind.
It's coming back it's oh so clear
I used to feel sorrow now I don't care
Depression, anger, hate, ignite
It detonates and I feel all right
You all feed the fire
I'll sit and watch it burn
Oh.
I wish that I was blind
Fed up
I'm fed up and I wish that I was blind

song performed by by Unseen
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Voyeur Of Utter Destruction

Turn and turn again
Turn and turn again
I shake
And stare the sun
Till my eyes burn
I shake
At the mothers
Brutal vermin
I shake
And stare
At the watery moon
With the same desire
As the sober philistine
And i shake
Turn and turn again
Turn and turn again
Worm, the pain and blade
Turn and turn again
The screw
Is a tightening atrocity
I shake
For the reeking flesh
Is as romantic as hell
The need
To have seen it all
The voyeurof utter destruction
As beauty
And i shake
Worm, the pain and blade
Turn and turn again
I shake
Turn and turn again
I shake
I shake
I shake
Research has pierced
All extremes of my sex
Call it a day
Call it a day
Needle point life
Blinds the will to be next
Call it a day
Call it a day
Research has pierced
All extremes of my sex
Call it a day
Call it a day
Needle point life
Blinds the will to be next
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Call it a day
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today

song performed by by David Bowie
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Songs Of Freedom

Up the hill, down the stream
Running away like in a dream.

The sky appear bluer and
the life appear longer.

Above the sky, below the ocean
Running away in full motion

The sky appear bluer, and
the life appear longer.

Standing on the Moon
looking at the Sun,
Thinking of you
as I run...

The sky appear bluer, and
The songs of freedom louder.

poem by Art Lover
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Life is.....

Life is a chance
Make use out of it
Life is beautiful
Admire it
Life is happiness
Enjoy it
Life is a dream
Make it reality
Life is a challenge
Take it
Life is a responsibility
Do it
Life is a game
Play with it
Life is a promise
Keep it
Life is sadness
Overcome it
Life is a song
Sing it
Life is a tragedy
Face it
Life is an adventure
Go through it
Life is a luck
Take it
Life is so precious
Preserve it
Life is life
So
STRIVE FOR IT

poem by Sarah Ally
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Misogamy

I'm a misogamist, and I have my reasons to be this way
What good is a marriage? When divorce is the price you pay.
To me it's only a stigma or a ritual I can say
Just to have legal sex…I call end of the day
If you are born with a free will
Then why tie a knot?
It just makes things worse and marriage comes to rot.
When two people are so different in thoughts that they hold
How can they live a life together even when they are old.
It all starts good when dating is the game
Then comes the wedding…Life is not the same
A week or two is beautiful with honeymoon on its way…
Then comes the reality of bread and butter each day
Slowly the love vanishes… in arguments and some fights
A time comes when none can stand each other for a night
Then come's the cheating game to fill the gap they must
Keep lovers on the side, for some pleasure and lust
Then finally comes the day when the bitter truth is disclosed
They can no longer be together behind closed doors…
So this is the price they pay for being tied in a knot
Had they been living a free will…nothing would have lost

poem by Meena Mustafa
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I call it love

Some people call it obsession
I call it love

Some people call it a confession
I call it love

Some people call it torture
I call it love

Some people call it murder
I call it love

Some people call it a new life
I call it love

Some people call it death
I call it love

Some people call it suicide
I call it on love...

poem by Anonymous One
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