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Depressed

Time Stops Still
When You Are
Depressed.

Tearful Eyes Refill
With Agonies -
Suppressed.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Depressed (2)

I am depressed and no one knows.
I am depressed but won't let it show.
I am depresed because of lies.
I am depressed but won't cry.
I am depressed because of my families crap.
I am depressed because of my dad.
I am depressed because I can't live with my mom.
I am depressed because I'm all wrong.
I am depressed because of what I do.
I am depressed because I can't tell you.
I am depressed and no one knows.
I am depressed but won't let it show.

poem by Jean Pullman
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My Heart Stops

(diane warren)
(recorded by eric carmen)
Arista as1-2264 / 1992
I tell myself
This cant be love
That Im feelin
But if I think that my world
Will be the way that it was
Im dreamin
Why do I feel so high
At the mention of your name
Why do I act so shy
Cant explain, cant explain, cant explain
But darlin
Wo-wo-wo when you go walkin by
My heart stops
My heart stops
I cant explain it
Wo-wo-wo when you look in my eye
My heart stops
My heart stops
Every time youre near
Just thinkin about you
Darlin it just does
Something to me
And when we meet on the street
I feel the flame of love
Burnin through me
I try to play it cool
And never show a sign
But I give myself away
Every time, every time, every time
cause darlin
Wo-wo-wo when you go walkin by
My heart stops
My heart stops
I cant explain it
Wo-wo-wo when you look in my eye
My heart stops
My heart stops
Every time youre near
My heart stops, my heart stops
My heart stops, my heart stops
Oh, whenever youre close to me
Theres a wave of love rushin over me
And I never felt this way
Cant explain, cant explain, cant explain
But darlin
My darlin
Wo-wo-wo when you go walkin by
My heart stops
My heart stops
I cant explain it
Wo-wo-wo when you look in my eye
My heart stops
My heart stops
Every time youre near

song performed by by Eric Carmen
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I and Sky

It rains outside my window
I just run out of my home to see the sky,
With tearful eyes I gaze the sky
for a moment without closing the eyelids.

In the next minute skay rains,
and I weep untill it stops....
Afterthat everything becomes clear and fair,
sky feels light, and I too feel light.....

We belongs to time
time doesn't belongs to us,
days rollout, months passes away.
Sky prepares to rain again
and I will too.......

poem by Venkatesh Davangere
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Kilometers and Miles Away!

What do you do when your love is suppressed
this time you don't want it to be and it leaves you depressed
how can i break a barrier larger than life
how can will i connect to her when the relationship is rife
with walls, we don't put them up or construct them but we submit to them
this is our anthem
it's not our love that lacks strength
but the problem here is the length
inches and centimeters and miles and kilometers away
our love is suppressed
by distance
each word I say
never uttered in person
and yet we live under the same sun
we're closer than can be
and yet you can't touch me
I can tell you how much I love you,
but I can't hold you close
however you measure our distance, one day it will end
I tell you the truth my love I will not send
send you my love, I will bring it to you and your doorstep
bring it to you and lay it at your feet, well kept
You'll see i stayed faithful and waited for you
praying you waited for me too
but it's time to break down the wall
it's time to fall in love
as if it were the first time
and thus i conclude my rhyme
because our miles and kilometers will turn to inches and centimeters
and then
no more
because we'll be close, we'll be together, this time for real, i tell you the truth my love.... one day i will hold you, and yet that one day is already
here

(from the perspective of my friends)

poem by David Knox
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Depressed With Love

Sometimes I am so depressed with love!
Yes.
Depressed with it!
Some folks don't have it at all to give.
Negative and selfish takers...
Collecting waste and making heartbreakers.
That's what is done,
When someone dumps upon another someone.
For fun and stupidity.
Being as ignorant as they can be.
Oh I can't explain how that gets to me.
But it does.
Sometimes I am so depressed with love!
Yes.
Depressed with it
Instead of throwing kisses...
I'd like to split a few lips with my fists.
I know that's not 'politically correct'
To handle those I view as misfit.
But it sometimes gets difficult to express...
I'm feeling deep warmth and happiness at best!
When I know I expose an anger on my face,
That hides a glowing love kept depressed...
In public I'd like to erase.
But honestly...
Am I the only one that wishes to spank a few butts?
Because a mess spreading has fed many of us up?
And no one wants to RECOGNIZE LOVE for what it is?
This is what gets me livid and pissed.
Yes.
Sometimes I am so depressed with love!
Yes.
Depressed with it

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I feel alone

I am married but yet I feel alone
I feel really depressed and sad
knowone knows what I feel inside knowone cares
I sit and cry all the time and knowone bothers to ask why or if there is something they can do
I feel alone and sad and depressed
I really have a good life but there is something missing
I feel alone all the time I feel so alone that I wish I where in heaven
I walk this world alone and depressed and sad each and every day
Why do I feel this way? Why does knowone care to ask why?
So I am really feeling alone and depressed and very sad
What is missing in my life to make me feel this way?
Why is that knowone cares to ask why?

poem by Tania Hernandez
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I am..

i am depressed and lonely
i wonder if poeple care
i hear voices
i see shadows
i want to try my hardest
i am depressed and lonely

i pretend to be someone i'm not
i believe in true love
i touch the heavens
i feel alone
i worry to lose him
i cry for the things i lost
i am depressed and lonely

i understand if i'm crazy
i say dreams will come true
i dream of falling into darkness
i am depressed and lonely

poem by Kristyann Celello
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Time Seems To Last Forever

Time seems to last forever
When we're together
My heart stops beating
Then yours stops beating
We become motionless
With our arms wrapped around each other
Gazing into each others eyes

poem by Steve Yeager
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Although, my experience when I've been depressed, not only am I too depressed to sit down and write a song, I'm too depressed to pick up my feet. So if you can at least write about it, you're halfway away from it.

quote by Paul Westerberg
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Sonnet: Suppression

Man in authority does man suppress,
And treats his subordinate like a slave!
Despite no mistake, at him he will rave,
Threatens his job if he doesn’t him impress.

Man sans talents suppresses man with much!
Former prevents progress of latter;
But not for long, Time is the great healer;
The suppressed outshines the empowered wretch!

Seek greatness not by suppressing others!
Greatness is inborn and God-giv’n to all;
Suppression, progression only defers;
Each one in his time gets his credit-call.

If suppress others, you nev’r can perform;
The suppressed with time gets back his form!

poem by John Celes
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I would point out that the cultural advance of these people has been suppressed in the past and continues to be suppressed in the present by policies designed to keep them in ignorance.

quote by Hideki Tojo
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Need some time for yourself

Time heals and soothes the soul and skin

Time speak back when you talk to her.

No matter how close you may be to that person

Need some space for yourself to recharge and be refill

Time all alone, complete isolation

No intruder, No disturbances

To feel alone with time

To think alone with the freedom of time

You ought to know when, where and how?

Some privacy alone are worth than gold

Whatsoever you are looking for

Time alone, you shall find the answer

poem by Blessing Ekpe
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Delivered To A Place That Dispenses Wings

Let's not carry on our backs,
Accepted agonies anticipated.
Let's take steps to rid ourselves,
Of those deficiencies...
We were led to believe,
Were birth marks to confirm...
As inspected.

And told they'd be there with us,
For the rest of our lives.
With a tolerance of them...
While others kept us suppressed.
As we continue to solicit,
A disrespecting done of our identities.

There is a need to awaken,
From this mental disease.

Let's not carry on our backs,
Accepted agonies anticipated.
Let's take steps to rid ourselves,
Of those deficiencies...
We were led to believe,
Were birth marks to confirm...
As inspected.

Well...
They are not,
Brandings of birth marks.

They are implications we kept...
With an expectation,
That one day if we stayed praying...
We would be delivered to a place,
That dispenses wings!

Dieing is a process!
Living the gift of life is a determination...
Some have refused to do,
Without the approval of acceptance.
From those sought to impress.

And if anyone has a need to ask,
To live a life that has been divinely given...
A praying done,
Is an unconscious routine.
Much like feeding an expectation,
That does not with 'intention' connect to the 'source'...
Through the doing of the process of living one's life!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Eyes Of An Angel

She once looked into an angel's eyes.
No matter how hard that angel tries,
The angel can't disguse,
The compassion in the angel's eyes.

The angel denies,
The angel doesn't see the tears she cries,
Every time the angel comes near, a peice of hear heart dies,
All because of the angel's eyes.

She hates the angel, but the angel's eyes,
Make up for all the lies,
And at night the angel flies,
Watches her dream about the angel's eyes.

She stops and sighs,
Stops crying when she really tries,
Thinks about pain and its enormous size,
Then, yet again, cries.

The tears she cries,
The heart that dies,
When she sighs,
Will they ever be noticed by the angel's eyes?

poem by Jackie Crow
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Too Darn Hot

Its too darn hot
Its too darn hot
Id like to sup
With my baby tonight
Refill the cup
With my baby tonight
Id like to sup
With my baby tonight
Refill the cup
With my baby tonight
But brother youll find
My baby tonight
Cause its too darn hot
I call into
The kinsey report
Every average man, you know
He much prefers
His lovey-dovey to court
When the temperature is low
Cause when the thermometer
Goes way up
And the weather is sizzling hot
Mr. pants for romance
A g.i. for his cutie-pie
A marine for his queen is not
Cause its too, too
Too darn hot
Its too darn hot
Its too darn hot
Its too darn hot
Its too
Darn
Hot

song performed by by Jewel
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SONNET: Thanks anyway

For all the love and respect, you showed me,
For all the cards, you sent me so lovely!
For all your ways, obedient; thoughts, kindly;
I thank you truly and whole-heartedly.

For all the affection, you'd shown to me;
For all the kind inquiries, you had made;
For all your help in patient-care mainly;
I pray God that His love shall never fade!

For all the pains, you'd taken to see me;
For all the words of love, you'd kept suppressed;
For all your help to me, personally;
I pray that God keeps you never depressed.

Just keep your cool and blast ahead!
Life has both Roses and Thorns, in its bed!

poem by John Celes
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Be-ing....

it is a blackout
in the city
there is no air
in the condominium
room where
you are renting
depressed
over lots of things
losing a job
death of a sister
pile of debts
collection agents
on the row
bad news from
your small town
the rebels are
killing the farmers
and there will be
no rice harvest
this season
you lie in bed
your eyes do not
close
you look for an
opening
somewhere else
there must be
sort of an exit
that your fingers
can find

someday

the lights turn on
the room is
well lighted now
there are no
exits for
this fire
and it is consuming
every part of
your
body your being
stops.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What Do You Really Mean By That?

seeing the face of your lover
(the one whom you have not yet
revealed what you feel
deep inside you,

secret love, suppressed
desires, concealed emotions,

on a moment of distress
for love unrequited, you have been
indulged in an
inaction, what do you really mean

when you say, your world stops
revolving?

fool! you're at an age
where love has not place to hide,
where one cannot be stupid
enough to be silent

a bleeding heart? is there such
a place this time, for a bleeding heart?

situate yourself. be fair.
speak your mind. open your heart.
unzip that fly.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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100 days as Medical College Dean (C)

They call me as ‘Chief-guest’.
I’ve little time to rest;
I try to do my best;
I try to be well-dressed.

I feel no more suppressed;
I feel no more oppressed;
I feel no more depressed;
But I’m a bit more stressed!

I know I am quite fit;
I improve bit by bit;
My life looks all alit;
I’m wary of the ‘Pit’!

I know the good from bad;
I know life is quite sad;
I know this world’s mad;
God gave me fine a dad!

Worry can spoil the show;
God helps perform somehow;
I dislike having to toe
The line of others’, Oh!

But I’m on my own;
This is a ‘village- town’;
I am not a clown;
God will not me disown!

I have new ideas
Which look like the Himalayas;
Things move slowly, Alas!
But time will surely pass.

My days of glory are near;
I have no favor or fear;
To me, all souls are dear;
But no one must ever tear.

To all, I have an ear;
I must listen and hear
To friend, foe and peer;
And thus must I well steer!

I know that God loves me
Specially, uniquely;
I thank Him so freely;
This world is quite wily!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-27-2009

poem by John Celes
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I say myself no depressed words just depressed minds.

quote by Brendan Behan
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