Funeral Procession
I saw a funeral procession today:
No one I knew had passed away,
But as the cortege passed me by,
I felt as though I wanted to cry.
Gone were the teardrops of rain:
Left were the teardrops of pain.
It took me back, to the death of my Dad:
To how I felt then - so extremely sad.
I've always been such a sensitive soul,
And feelings of empathy took ahold.
I halted my journey and stood to one side;
My feelings of sadness, I could not hide.
I bowed my head as a mark of respect;
My mood, this encounter, really did affect.
The funeral cortege was very soon gone,
And, with my own journey, I carried on.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Today I felt it safe,
And knew it was okay...
To fall in love all over again.
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And welcomed those feelings again.
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Everyday.
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I have no needs.
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Again!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Mother Sparrow Grieves Upon The Untimely Death Of Her Beloved Fledgling
today, there is no grand funeral
like that of the death of
a statesman
or that simple funeral fit for
a laborer in the world of
mankind,
the mother sparrow grieves over
the death of her fledgling
there is no burial
they do not know what are white flowers
their meaning
the torn wings are carried by the worker-ants
some useless feathers are left above a sand mound
soon there are skeletons of frail bones
baked throughout the year by the sun
soon only dusts
the mother sparrow as we knew it from science
does not keep a memory
they keep on their far journey
nest from nest to nest on those seasons
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Procession
A sinuous black worm,
the funeral procession
of black limousines crawls
toward the cemetary.
The headlights on the
hearse stare straight ahead
like zombies’ eyes,
illuminating the way.
Automobiles passing
the opposite way pull over,
some passengers hushed,
some restless.
Burdened with baby's breath
gladioli sprays and black lace,
a funeral is solemn
departure—a journey
before the journey
after the journey.
poem by Sonny Rainshine
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So Here I Am
There you are, here I am
Holding back, what I wish to say again
I can do it, but I can't seem to find the words
So I keep to myself, so sheltered
And once you leave, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself
I knew what I wanted us to be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 16, at a party, of a friend of mine
You are here, and I wanted to say it, this time
But then I saw her, she kissed you
That struck deep; I broke in two
So I stayed there, all alone
And lost my chance to say it before you took her home
And once you left, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself again
I knew what I wanted to say, everything
But I kept, it to, myself again
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 23
And I’m in the back row, of your wedding
Cause I didn't want anyone to see, the tears that I cried-
Not for her, but for you and me, and what we should be
Should I object? Make my move?
But by the time I made up my mind, the whole thing was through
And once you left, they come right back
But I didn't have the courage to state the fact
And I didn't want to confuse your wedding day
But I can't stand to watch you walk away
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we’re 40, and look how big your kids have grown
Sometimes as I hug them, I still wish they were my own
And I still feel that light still burning; maybe it's not too late
But then I look into the eyes of your family, and I don't want to make a mistake
And once you leave the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think less of me
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 70, and your great grandchildren are born
And I can see your face, through everyone
And sometimes when you're on your porch, I still want make a move
But I just stay inside, like an old ladies supposed to do
And once you leave, the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think of me differently
So I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long to believe
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 90, and I'm at your funeral
Oh how these years went by so quickly, it's hard to believe you're gone
And I'm infuriated with myself, for not acing fast
And upset, because I never took that chance
So finally to the grave, I am able to say:
Now that you're gone, the feelings come right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
But I am too late, waited too long
To take the chance, I dreamed upon
And I’ve I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long believe
I’ve kept, it all to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am, without you
Sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, without you
Wishing, I would have came forward
So here I am.
And you're no where, to be seen
So here I am, without you
Missing you desperately
Now I'm at my funeral, on my way, to heaven
On my way to God, and still wishing for that blessing
And right when I walk in, through those pearly golden gates
You're right where I wanted, and finally I get my chance to say
And now we're here, the feelings came right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
Because now you're here
And now I'm here
And I'm no longer, keeping this to myself
Because I've waited my whole life just to tell you how I felt
So here I am, with you
No longer, sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, with you
Proud that I finally came forward
So here I am.
poem by Sugar Bear
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Unity Of The Elements
It was a pompous show,
For everyone should know,
The funeral procession
Of a rich man of the town.
Inch by Inch, the funeral cart moved.
Step by step, the mourners walked.
In black costumes, each one was dressed.
Front and back, march passed the crowd.
At the gate of the burning ghat,
The procession came to a halt.
Each one spoke, in praise of the dead
And tears flowed, for what they said.
On the sandalwood bed,
The body was laid,
And his son lit the fire,
That engulfed the funeral pyre.
The dead man's remains,
In the form of ash and bones,
To the sea, were consigned
As a finish, at the end.
At the bottom of the seabed
The bone of a poor man dead
Addressed his bone and said
'Welcome to this silent seabed.'
'The difference, when we were alive
Is no more with us, now let us live,
Not as poor or rich, but as one element,
No hatred feelings to foment.'
From the elements, man comes,
And back to the elements, he goes.
In between arises a low-high status,
That brings a world of differences.
poem by Rajaram Ramachandran
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Take Me To New Highs, You Take Me
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
These,
Feelings...
I never knew.
And you take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
These,
Feelings...
I never knew.
And, you take me.
You have seen...
More than I like.
More than I might,
Have exposed.
Before you came.
And you,
Have seen...
More than I like.
More...
Than I might,
Have exposed.
There's no mystique,
How you keep me excited.
There's this heat underneath,
I can't hide if I tried.
I'm trying to be,
Calm on the outside!
But I can't deny,
You take me to new highs.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
These,
Feelings...
I never knew.
And you take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
I never knew a feeling could be felt like this before.
You take me to new highs,
You take me.
These,
Feelings...
I never knew.
And you take me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Teardrops
Teardrops running down your face
Teardrops running down your face
Diamonds of water, and salt from your body
Coming down to meet my kisses
Teardrops running down your face
Teardrops running down your face
Staining your skin and my skin and beginning
The stories that you cant begin
The way I feel could be despised but its a vision that I prize
Teardrops teardrops
Im not trying to make you feel pain
Or joy to make the tears flow
But when they roll unashamed - they move me so
Teardrops running down you, face
Teardrops running down you, face
Let me, let me brush them with my fingers
Comfort you and say its alright
Its so strong this way I feel sometimes I want to beg or steal
Teardrops teardrops.
song performed by by Proclaimers
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Teardrops
Teardrops - Ive had my share of crying buckets
Full of
Teardrops - so hard to take - I got a soaking
With those
Teardrops - and it feels like I have taken over from
The rain.
In the heart of the lonely man
In and out of love more often where most others can
He walks the streets like the losers in some
Lovers game
He talks so sweet but the news is always much
The same.
Teardrops - Ive had my share of crying buckets
Full of
Teardrops - so hard to take - I got a soaking
With those
Teardrops - and it feels like I have taken over from
The rain.
In the eyes of the lonely one
Everything is cold and hopeless that he looks
Upon
He needs a friend a lover who can comfort him
His deeds offend he knows that he has brought
On him.
Teardrops - Ive had my share of crying buckets
Full of
Teardrops - so hard to take - I got a soaking
With those
Teardrops - and it feels like I have taken over from
The rain.
song performed by by George Harrison
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Sorry I missed your funeral.
Will you ever forgive, me for missing your funeral?
You might have seen the pain I felt when I heard you passed
Every time I see your picture
My heart just pours out
My eyes get filled with tears
Cud be because I never said goodbye
Daps I really loved you
Deep down in my heart you still live
Your memory lives in me
You I will never forget
Bhelekazi be free, and maybe then I too will be
All I need to know is ….
Are you mad at me?
Have you forgiven me?
For missing your funeral
I was never told of your ill health
Only of your death I was told
How I wish you were still alive
So many things we cud have shared
How can you die so early?
When I was just to matriculate
You were a strong and a loving person
Humble and trusting
Will you ever forgive me for missing your funeral?
Of little words you were
Of much love you gave
You’d take me and Zameka
And brag about your two daughters
Though I was just your niece
I love you Bhelekazi
I miss you so-langa
Will you ever forgive me?
For missing your funeral
poem by Nangamso Ndikandika
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Surprisingly Alive
Happiness is gone, it disappeared
It played me for years making me feel I deserved it
It was positive, and left me an optimist
I saw life through different eyes with happiness
It made me see what cannot be seen
It made me feel feelings I had not bothered to explore
I felt free beneath it's control
I felt invincible in it's arms
Happiness was my everything, it was my soul
It was what kept me moving forward
It was what made me want to live, to breath, to be
Then one day it left, it walked out on me
It left nothing behind but memories I could not have again
It walked out and never looked back
It walked out on me when I needed it the most
It pretended like nothing ever happened between us
Happiness kicked me towards sadness, it shoved me towards it
Then it left after it saw what happened
It got weak and left me alone
It left me crying behind the door
It left me bleeding on the bathroom floor
It left me wishing I had never lived
It left me screaming into my pillow in pain with sadness
It left me walking aimlessly at night with tears crawling down my face
It left me with the words 'I give up' floating above my head
It left me imagining what death would taste like
It left me cold, scared, hopeless, alone
It left...
poem by Mariam Abdelghani
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Not Deterred By Your Point Of View
It is not my purpose in life,
To advise you on 'your' direction.
Or suggest which path to take,
On your journey.
Nor from me will there be recommendations.
If it should upset you,
That my vision remains focused...
And not deterred by your point of view,
Keep this in mind...
You are not my destination.
However...
It does appear that you are an obstacle,
That wishes to block my mission...
With a stirring up of my feelings of guilt,
With a delay of an empathy you await to be given.
You've done a good job.
All is not lost.
I passed a few procrastinators,
Along on my journey.
Be patient.
Someone will eventually buy your nonsense.
As for me...
Your routine is too familiar.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My 1st little car
Look there I see it
I seen it there just in sight
I felt the butterflies it felt so right
I felt the connection
I knew it was the perfect selection
My 1st little car
It was green and eye calling
The price cost my thoughts nothing
It stood out from the rest of the place
I knew that we would be together
I sat init and felt a warm embrace
My 1st little car
It called me over and invited me in
To take a drive and have our journey begin
It gleamed and shined it was nearly perfection
I drove for a while following the directions
Took it back to the garage and put down my deposit
My 1st little car
poem by Stephanie Mcgrath
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Tears To Tell
The time has come to watch you go watch you go
We weathered rough storms together
Couldnt conceive of the end
When I heard of your leavin
It came as a shock and surprise
Like the deepest kinds of love
Lost on the inside
Locked right on the inside
What is the greatest expression of love,
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell
I couldnt be the one to hold you stop you go
It is like stripping the soul
Letting all the finest pieces go
You know these feelings between us
Could not be expressed
You will never know my old secrets
They are so deeply felt they are so deeply felt
What is the greatest expression of love
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me
What is the greatest expression of love,
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell
Leaving me with my anecdoted and private jokes
The memory of a friend
You dont seem to know my old secrets
They are so deeply felt they are so deeply felt
What is the greatest expression of love
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me
What is the greatest expression of love
To let go and wish well
But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell
But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Lilacs At My Funeral
Lilacs at my funeral
Lilacs when I’m dead
Lilacs in my coffin
Placed gently by my head
Lilacs at my funeral
Lilacs when I’m gone
Lilacs to help send me
On my journey home
Lilacs at my funeral
Lilacs for my grave
Lilacs instead of roses
Think of the money you will save
1978
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poem by Dakota Austin
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This Isn't Everything You Are
He walked into a drugstore that day
He took a bullet and saved a girl
Not for heroic reasons
But to end his journey
His mum held his feet and prayed
with a hundred teardrops
Two thousand hands of a thousand angels
Performed CPR and with four thousand teardrops
Warmed his frozen body
God sits, turns his face and sheds a dropp or two
He lies alone in pitch darkness
The going had been tough
And he chose to get going
He dug a hole, lay and covered himself
Grace felt fat and took a stroll that day
He walked and smiled
Stepping on a heap of sand, he felt pain
Stooped and moved the sand
Turned his face and stared the turned teary face
Face to face they stared
The angels keep at it and look to God and grace
'There's joy not far from here', the angels echoed
He'd strayed, mum prayed, angels stayed
God came, breathed in him
Whispered and said, 'this isn't everything you are'
His heart beat, his mum smiled
Angels cried, God tried
To show him, all he was made to be
He cried, angels smiled
You are more than what you've been through
You are more than what you are today
And hope, though not bankable
Is the thread of life
And if you ever feel like walking away from it all
Keep this in mind:
THIS ISN'T EVERYTHING YOU ARE.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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To Heal From A Slow Mending To Grow
If something once strongly felt,
Is no longer there...
Existing to feel naturally,
Even the presence of a hypnotist...
Masquerading as a magician,
Will not be able to restore those natural feelings.
Not to be felt when back at a time remembered,
Those feelings from one's heart were freely given.
When those feelings felt begin to leave,
They do not return to make a reappearance.
Anyone who has experienced this emotionally...
To heal from a slow mending to grow,
Up...
To forgive and forget,
Knows....
Once something is felt to leave, it goes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Teardrops
Too many times you've crossed the line
Don't you come crawling back to me
Say we can be friends
Its not the end
Trying to fix it with sorry
You cheated, you lied, you made me cry
Left me alone with no affection
Now look at you, broke
I hope you choke
On all your tears and all your tention
He'll take your heart
(He'll take your heart, he'll take your heart)
Destroy each and every part
(Each and every part)
Leave you cold layin' in the dark
'Cause he' dangerous
That man he's dangerous
Teardrops come again
I can almost feel your pain
I never ever thought the day would come
When i would be the lucky one
To see you hurt, to see you cry
Gives my soul a natural high
Think about the times
You walked on me
The teardrops came to set me free
You seem to bring the pain
No more to gain
I'm out this situation
You were the rock to hold me down
You were the cause of my frustration
Now i see you cry you wipe your eyes
You promised me you've changed
But in the end you're still the same
How can a player change his game?
He'll take your heart
(He'll take your heart, he'll take your heart)
Destroy each and every part
(Each and every part)
Leave you cold lying in the dark
'Cause he's dangerous
And then he's dangerous
Teardrops come again
I can almost feel your pain
I never ever thought the day would come
When i would be the lucky one
To see you hurt, to see you cry
Gives my soul a natural high
Think about the times
You walked on me
The teardrops came to set me free
He's in your mind, he's a shadow in the night
In his eyes there is no light
'Cause he's dangerous
That man he's dangerous
>Teardrops come again
I can almost feel your pain
I never ever thought the day would come
When i would be the lucky one
To see you hurt, to see you cry
Gives my soul a natural high
Think about the times you walked on me
The teardrops came and set me free
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by 411
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Never Mourn At My Funeral
Never mourn at my funeral
Because i'm not dead but sleeping
And relaxing on Abraham's bossom
Never mourn at my funeral
You that come in view to mourning
But within you, you're here to mock
Because my poetry has once expose your secret-deeds
Throw my body where you please
Or let it be dismembered
Never mourn at my funeral
You the insect that bites my daffodils
And you who want my fish to swim on a dry earth
Throw me on a stormy sea
Where Jonah fell
But its a glorious shame
I can never sight the river bank of Joppa
Never mourn at my funeral
You that come in my maker's name
Just to bless my end
Go thy way and search for lust souls
Wear them a garment pure as snow
Before they lie low with me
And journey hell eternal
Never mourn at my funeral
But mourn for we're debtors of death
poem by Adesitimi Taiwo
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Me & My Broken Heart
Writer - hank williams
(f) we were waiting at the (c) church,
We watched and saw the wedding (g7) start,
As the (f) organ played, we (c) stood there and prayed,
Just (g7) me and my broken (c) heart.
Oh, (g7) cant you see what you have (c) done, (c7)
To (f) me, oh foolish foolish (c) pride, (c7)
(f) you brought tears and sorrow (c) to,
An (g7) untrue heart that never (c) cried.
I (g7) saw the sunshine of my (c) life, (c7)
Who (f) once I know just worshiped (c) me, (c7)
(f) standin by anothers (c) side,
And (g7) soon his bride shell (c) be.
(f) I bowed my head in grief and (c) shame,
As I felt the teardrops (g7) start,
But as the (f) organ played, we (c) stood there and prayed,
Just (g7) me and my broken (c) heart.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Teardrops In My Eyes
I grew up with four sisters and a brother we'd always run and jump and play,
My brother and I'd pull pranks on our sisters It seemed we had a new one everyday,
We'd scare them with the frogs, the snakes and spiders, Oh we loved to make them cry,
I lost my oldest sister, now I'm the one who's got the teardrops in his eyes,
She'll never call me little brother, laugh that laugh she used to do,
When I saw her there so peaceful, all these feelings hit me true,
I wish that I could tell her that I'm sorry, and had the chance to say goodbye,
I'm looking at my Brother as we carry her with teardrops in our eyes.
She'll never call me little brother, laugh her laugh that 'woo-hoo, hoo',
When I saw her there so peaceful, all these feelings hit me true,
I wish I had the chance to say I loved her and had the chance to say goodbye,
I'm standing at her gravesite, for I'm the one whose got the teardrops in his eyes.
poem by Steve Brom
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