Behind
Behind
Closed
Eyes…
You see
A flood
Of tears,
Broken
Dreams
And
Unknown
Fears…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Turn This World Around
We are all the same it seems
Behind the eyes
Broken promises and dreams
Our good disguise
All were really looking for is some place
Safe and warm
The shelter of each other in the storm
Maybe one day
We can turn and face our fears
Maybe one day
We can reach out through the tears
After all its really not that far
To where hope can be found
Maybe one day
We can turn this world around
Who can trace the path of time
Not you or me
The twisting road we call our lives
We cannot see
The hunger and the longing everyone of us
Knows inside
Could be the bridge between us if we try
(chorus)
Maybe one day
We can turn and face our fears
Maybe one day
We can reach out through the tears
song performed by by Amy Grant
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A Pirate's Prayer
Marekd to be alone.
And my eyes are closed.
Drown and separate.
For sakes of discernment.
Walk with the broken pieces.
They do not say a word.
They speak not a word to the broken sea.
Not burnt by fire.
Or pulled by the flood.
They come to rest in crimson pools of blood.
Guided by the wind.
Not burnt by the fire.
Not pulled by the flood.
They come to rest (alone
song performed by by Zao from Parade Of Chaos
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Boiling Point
Boiling Point
What no shame
Broken Dreams
What no shame
I have come for you
Since I was to die
Boil to unknown sights
Make believe broken dreams
Broken dreams
Boiling point
Point of no return
Fears and dreams disguise
Lifes noose
Can I
Face the chair (electric chair I assume)
Face the chair
Face the chair
Boiling point
Falling to darkness
Where the sky turns red
Turns into stark features
Letting you wish you would live
You wish you would live
What no shame
Boiling point
Broken dreams
What no shame
song performed by by Obituary
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True Love Part 2
I'm smothered in thoughts of you night and day.
I'm slipping off the safe side of sanity
'Cause my love submerges its roots deep into the soil of you
With each passing day.
Each moment I sew with you,
Countless emotions flood my gates.
Every time I see sunshine smiles,
I laugh with tears in my eyes.
Sometimes, I'm a broken puzzle.
Can't calculate this love anymore.
Why do I have to hide it for so long?
Can I make this a beautiful song?
My love for you is
The sunrise that colors velvet sky,
The fountain that shimmers pearly blue,
And the sun that beats down on me.
Now I cover my eyes with tears,
As I unearth the days without fears.
In my heart there is joy
That weeps incessantly.
poem by Alon Calinao Dy
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Dreams
Silent whispers
of dreams never spoken
in fear they maybe broken
Childhood dreams
is all we had
but we never had fears
As adults
all we have is fears
fear of war
fear of life
fears for our own
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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Asylum
My tears are blue,
My eyes, Purple, green and black-
Yours, I do not know the color of-
I may have met you before in some dark alley-
Your eyes are shut as you sleep- You, I do not know.
All eyes are upon me now- Orange, blue and yellow-
The sky is green and clouds are maudlin-
Blood falls from eyes of sorcerers,
Tears, blue as deep sea water- falling from my eyes,
My eyes are purple, green and black.
Trapped inside a place unknown-
Unknown to my spirit's heaven-
Locked inside this devil's paradise- I cannot fathom reality.
I weep blue tears, combining with the blood
Pouring from the ceiling so dank and dark-
Turning purple and magenta, in hue-
Your lips are red- red as rage,
My hair is dark and dark as is Satan's advocate's
Please somebody rescue me!
My tears are blue, my eyes,
Purple, green and black- the color of yours
Still remains a mystery- When shall you awaken?
Only in good time, my friend, only in good time-
The face of the clock on the wall is orange - Its hands lost in space-
I am lost and beside myself- while you sleep-
We are locked inside of an asylum- I heard-
You are sleeping, still as the locked door before us-
I wonder, are you dreaming or are your dreams turning to nightmares-?
My ears are ringing, I am blue- they just told me through the keyhole that
I am locked inside the world of my delusions?
Through your eyes I could read your thoughts but
Your eyes are closed as you sleep- and my eyes, are closed to the world.
Colors and more colors before me, my tears are blue,
I am blue-please release me from my pain.
I know I have been told in time I will be but the clock upon the wall
Has no feelings-just decorating this chamber of hell with
Its bright orange face as my blue tears fall
Onto the urine stained floors of this confinement-
My soul dissolves into nothingness, while blood drips from the ceiling-and
I wonder- do they make keys that unlock minds from the cells of their delusions?
Somebody just painted my world black and I am doomed to be trapped here
Forever…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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I Am Your Higher Ground
The tears of my heart are falling
And each dropp is a part of me
My heart is thoroughly broken
Oh my Father in heaven can't you see
My heart lays wet on my pillow
I am wounded and broken inside
I try to hang on to what I have
Yet the floodgates are opened wide
The cry of my soul is to heaven
Yet the flood of my heart rises still
Who will heal my heart of this rupture
I have swallowed a most bitter pill
In the midst of this flood that is rising
I am overwhelmed by what I can see
I shut my eyes and cast them to heaven
And the Lord says ' keep your eyes upon me.'
Be still my child and trust in me yet
I have captured each tear in my hand
I see your afflictions and troubled heart
Upon I alone you must stand
For when the enemy comes in like a flood
And there's no hiding place to be found
I am your refuge and strong high tower
I am your higher ground
Come away with me in the midst of this storm
Will you place your heart in my hand
Trust in me oh child of mine
And together, you shall surely stand
poem by Frank McEleny
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in Bora
they have a term for all these big waves,
and strong winds,
when business is bad, when people leave
it is the low season,
when hearts are broken, when a lover is jilted
when time stops for a while
when tears flow and flood a room
when messages are opened and then
someone screams in pain,
when a door is closed, because the winds are strong
and sands are blown and getting inside your eyes
and you are hurt and cannot clearly see what is beyond
all these longings, these temporary hurts,
when waiting seems too long that you cannot embrace it
the lowest peak of your life
when breathings wants to stop.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Promises Made Were Broken
Promises made were broken,
As unknown shadows crept from crevices...
Stealthily upon shoulders to cast.
It was then high noon with a Sun showing bright,
Above a cloudless horizon.
While those stood with a happiness to clench,
Surrounded by scents of merriment...
Increasing an anticipation to them sent.
And then those makers of storms warned,
A ripple of darkness would come to forlorn.
And they came...
To dash upon them rain and hopelessness.
And it seemed within moments,
Fears were instilled to revisit.
Creating division to descend upon good intentions.
As tears from eyes were then released,
To prove to all witnessing their grief...
That those promises made would be impossible to keep.
Promises made were broken,
As unknown shadows crept from crevices...
Stealthily upon shoulders to cast.
There had been dire deed doers hiding in darkness,
Believing they held the reigns...
Of enjoying the last laugh.
But...
Those keepers of faith erased this fate.
While those promises made unintentionally broken,
Were mended to restore, implement and renew.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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4 The Tears In Your Eyes (live) (feat. Wendy & Lisa)
4 the Tears in Your Eyes [Controversy Music, ASCAP - 1985]
------------------------ [From "We Are the World"]
Long ago, there was a man
Could change stone to bread
With one touch of his hand
Made the blind see
And the dumb understand
And he died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
Many people came from all around
To hear this man preach
The glorious sound
He spoke of man in harmony, and love abound
And he died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
Died 4 the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth)
Faith is word, we all should try
In describing a man
Who willingly died
Believe that your sorrow, hunger, and fears
Is less than the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
(your eyes) (your eyes)
Less than the tears in your eyes (your eyes)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth)
4 the tears in your eyes, and the tears of sorrow
For 6 may be all that there were
For the rising sun each day assures us
The meek shall inherit the earth (the earth
song performed by by Prince
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For Him I Know Not: Xiv
in my dreams and
behind my closed eyes
in my eyes wide open
what else is seen
but a world filled with you
who else is seen
but you...
in that world even you aren't aware of
desires have a different colour
dreams and wishes have a set of different wings
pain and tears taste different
laughter has a different melody
smile has a different flavour
there, it's a life lived on a different plane
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Tears We Cry
Tears we cry, tears we cry
Sometimes tears Kalahari dry
Tears we cry, tears we cry
For others many tears
In us for us many fears
For us we haven't tears
Their aches hurt so
But our heartaches hurt too
Why then do we for theirs cry so?
Mine tears don't for me flow
Tears for they my mind blow
Like a virgin turn whore
Went to a funeral
Of a relation to my fellow
How my heart felt hollow
In my gran'pa's requiem
I cried, but not a single scream
Friends spiced my cry like cream
We have wells for their tears
And deserts for our fears' tears
Tears we cry, for they that we cry
poem by David Munene wa Kimberly
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Sightless
I cannot
Look back.
A flood of
Tears...
Blinds me.
I cannot look
Forward...
A flood of tears
Blinds me...
I close my eyes -
And stop looking.
Yet the deluge finds me.
Submerges me
In its blindness,
And renders me -
Tearfully sightless.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Broken Dreams
Ill tell you how my day has been,
how the sun has caught my face.
How i lul myself to sleep,
weaving shadows on my face.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
hmmm hmmmh hmh mh....
If only you could keep me warm,
if only you could keep me from harm.
if only you could shhh hmm hmm hmm hmm
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
Chasing dreams that just passed by
Broken dreams im just too late.
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing, chasing broken dreams
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
chasing dreams,
(whistling)
why
hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm
chasing, chasing broken dreams
song performed by by Fat Joe
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Love Is Something You Know Nothing About
I closed my eyes and said a prayer
In hopes that you would be there
You said Your heart was broken in two
And you didn't know what to do.
There was something that I always knew
That: love is something you know nothing about
And love is something we can't do without.
You don't know the difference between love and infatuation
For they are two different situations
Infatuation will last for a short spell
While love will take you to heaven and hell.
You will want that person by your side
And when they're not there you'll feel empty inside.
You'll feel as if a part of your heart
Had died -and you just want to cry.
You'll smell their aroma, and recall their kiss
Their arms around you that you'll miss.
The gentleness of their voice when they
Calm your fears- and wipe away that fallen tear.
It's a desire to walk hand in hand and to share
Your thoughts, your expectations and dreams
And be understanding to each others needs.
To never put your dreams before theirs
And to show that you care.
Yes! Love is something you know nothing about
poem by Louis Rams
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Many Tears Keep Falling...
Many tears are falling...
And do not disappear,
From all the eyes crying undried.
And...
Making it so clear,
There is a weeping...
Behind the windows,
Gone unknown...
From whomever,
Crys alone.
Tears are falling...
And not known to be shown.
From eyes that may be open,
But flowing alone in homes.
With a weeping behind closed windows.
To be falling in deep sadness...
No one hears but gone condoned.
And these tears keep falling...
And not known to be shown.
From eyes that may be open,
But flowing alone in homes.
Many tears are falling...
And do not disappear,
From all the eyes crying undried.
And...
Making it so clear,
There is a weeping...
Behind the windows,
Gone unknown...
From whomever,
Crys alone.
And these tears keep falling...
And not known to be shown.
From eyes that may be open,
But flowing alone in homes.
And these tears keep falling...
And not known to be shown.
From eyes that may be open,
But flowing alone in homes.
And these tears keep falling...
From whomever,
Crys alone.
Many tears keep falling...
From whomever,
Crys alone.
And these tears keep falling...
From whomever,
Crys alone.
Many tears keep falling...
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Woman Drowned By Culture
When this woman, no this girl,
Is drowned by her culture
her eyes hide her tears
When there is more than just a broken heart,
A family, a child, a nation, a world
In chaos, quietly creeping upon every heart
She dreams of a foreign land
Where corruption is only half as strong
She puts a brave front on
For the young child on her hip
With an unknown future
And famished eyes
For the young girls
Sold on the street like filthy possessions
She says with her eyes
What culture does not allow her to speak in words
So when man looks upon her
They don't see the covered face
But the passion and fierce hope in her sight
poem by Hana Behrs
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Broken Hearted
By eric clapton and greg phillinganes
When the wind blows down this hard,
Many a bond is broken.
See the water lie on the ground
From where the heavens opened.
Lord, how will you get through this night
With your dreams departed?
And who alone will comfort you?
Only the broken hearted.
So youve gone beyond your means,
Every wound is open,
Your best laid plans are out of reach,
And all your fears unspoken.
Chorus
Sweet revenge is spoken then;
In the twilight it is gone.
To living lies with no escape,
Lord, I would rather be alone.
I press my fingers to the wood
To tell you of my dreaming,
To sing you songs from olden times,
To keep the love light gleaming.
cause theres a place where we can go,
Where we will not be parted.
And who alone will enter there?
Only the broken hearted.
Only the broken, broken hearted.
Only the broken, broken hearted.
Only the broken, broken hearted.
Only the broken, broken hearted.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Tears {two }
You take tears as weakness
But I not, I take it as a detergent
To wash the shoot long accumulated inside
To get the perspective of things straight and afresh,
My heart has a rainbow which sends some gems
On the apple cheeks like morning dew on the grass showing
Seven colours, white on the top and at the bottom black
when I see more beautiful dreams in my eyes
being out of space tears roll down like pearls
sometimes tears come out when the day is very beautiful and
it is quickly passing out
tears are weakness for those
who connect them with fears
my tears come when I see someone
kills virtue and honesty
my tears become angel- beautiful
when they come not for me alone
but for others too
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Departing In A Well Of Tears
tears do not reflect the years
a great love broken by death
is a flood that tears landscape
inflicting mortal wounds years
cannot erase to restore lost love
tears do not reflect the years
an abusive love is better lost
heart chokes on dessert dust
soul can not swallow coarse
sand grating on afflicted soul
tears do not reflect the years
yet a well of tears shed rapid
leaves body dehydrated husk
lifeless an empty broken well
yet well of tears drowns lives
poem by Terence George Craddock
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