Verges
You've
Given her
As much
Pain, as she
Can pour out
In her poesies
Now,
Don't
Give her
So much
Pain that
She verges on
Insanities…
You'll be
Able to
Live with her
Poesies…
But will you be
Able to
Bear her
Idiosyncrasies?
Please don't
Make her a
Victim of your
Eccentricities.
(a plea to life and god for a poet-pal)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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(Choices Poem) Circumstances Unending
If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay
To let the one you love go for the better
Or the happiness of poverty in suffering
Like a mother choosing for a child
you must make the decision out of true love.
Forever the greater good.
The eagle looks upon us all with his eyes.
Only if I could see it that way.
If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay
When you do such a thing their is no going back
Chasing after something you threw away.
All in a attempt to be the better man.
The homeless playing a game of kick the can.
Nobody ever wins.
It is to pass time as it will always do.
If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay
Regret and bitter
Feelings that will never sit well with you
Your determined to overcome, and it not be prolonged
She is gone.
Forever a bad choice.
That you wouldn't want to change.
If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay
The portrait of your face betrays the feeling inside.
The things you try to bury and hide.
At one time you were happy.
At one time you smiling and so full of spirit.
But now you fall into a very empty depression.
If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay
No one will come and pick you up.
If you fall it will be you last one.
Like a soldier you still march as if you were still on call.
Duty and service is all you've ever known.
And now a world sits before you.
And still your all alone.
If you had to choose what would you do
Circumstances unending
A victim of life
A victim of death
A victim of compromises
A heart in pain either way.
To make your world a little more okay
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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The Pain
No matter how hard I try not to feel
no matter how much I hate you
Everyday is my own personal battle
I just can't understand
I'm trying to live my life
I'm trying to make the best of what I'm given
All I can do is cry
just cry
My stomach aches with the worst pain.
Suffer and suffer
again and again
I'm not coming at this from a victim role
life is punching and punching
so out of control
I will go to sleep to meet the next day,
I will be hopeful
soon
the pain can go away.
It's taken so long
so long the pain
I hope I'm not hopeful
in vein
Pain
(donnie kehr/ian hunter)
I believe in magic
Aint it kinda tragic
When you find out
Angels can be devils
You were never on the level with me babe, at all
Pain, pain, pain !
I got this pain
Sittin on the midnight train
Beggars can be choosers
Winners can be losers
Ill get over you somehow
Its gonna take a little time
To put you to the back of my mind, forever
Pain, shootin down the length o my brain
I got this pain
Nothin is the same
When love is a victim
Love is a victim of pain
Aint no doubt about it babe
Love is a victim of pain Im lonely
And I dont know what to do about you babe
cos loneliness is such a drag
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Soul Violence-Tina's Story
I am Violences' Victim
which scarred my soul
slammed it down
to earthly hell
seared it;
burned it;
made it cry
It shriveled
to a gnarled
stunted hulk.
There is no greater pain.
But I endured the pain.
I lived with the pain.
The pain became me'
dominated my life.
I struck out at others.
Cursed others
Wronged friends
who tried to help.
My victim violence
raged against them too.
Yet
over time despite all that
I nurtured my soul.
Gave it milk,
walked with it day by day
toward recovery.
Made it smile once a day
til a little of its pallor came back.
I was Violence's Victim
until I realized
that one has to be willing
to allow the Soul to live
again
if not
then to die
is anti-climatic.
I used to be Violence's Victim
now it runs away
having no more power over me.
And my new power
is not over violence per se
but the power
not to let it
carry forth
from me
to others
another
singe
day.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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12/09....Pain
Pain...............
It has many forms, some hurt worse than others
Some cause you to bleed, while others make you cry
Some make you want to die, or be dead, while
others just make you want to stay in bed
Pain, its like a bee stinging you in the face
Pain, its like someone sprayin you with mace
Pain, its like having your best friend die
Pain, its like biting into a hot piece of pie
Pain, its like a knife tearing your skin
Pain, its like not having any friends
Pain, its like having your heart ripped in two
Pain, its like not knowing what to do
Pain, is a common thing for me
Pain, it fills my life with sorrow and misery
Pain, it makes me want to cry everyday
Pain, it makes me feel the worst way
Pain, it drives my life and the things I do
Pain..........please leave me alone!
poem by Sacred Garden
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The Pain I Can Control
The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..
Constant Pain
You don't know what it's like to have Pain, every time you take a
breath or even breathe.
You don't know what it's like to have to hold your breathe each time the
bus turns a curve
You don't know what it's like when you're standing and you have to move
but you don't want to because you will be in Pain
You don't know what it's like to get up and know that you are going to be
in Pain most of the day
You don't know what it's like for your heart to beat fast as if you just
ran a mile even though you only walked a few feet
You don't know what it's like to be in never ending Pain
You don't know what it's like to sit and in be in Pain
You don't know what it's like to not want to walk because with each step
it will make your hip hurt
You don't know what it's like to sit on your bed and wait for your heart
to beat normally
You don't know what it's like to have Pain in your arm that is writing
this
You don't know what it's like to wait for the Pain to stop
You don't know that it's like to see your hand move because something
inside your chest is beating way above normal
You just don't know what it's like
You don't know what it's like to not want to sleep
You don't know what it's like to experience Pain every time your back his
straight
You don't know what it's like to have my Pain
You will never know what it's like to have my Pain
You will never know and you will never try
My Pain is my Pain, no one else's
It is my burden to bear. I bear it alone. I will bear it alone till I
change my mind
It's not anytime soon. I'm sorry.
You don't know what it like for something to bleed on your hand when you
don't know how you got it to bleed
You don't know what it's like to not want to take a deep breathe because
if you do, you will just be in Pain and sometimes, you just can't help it
poem by Matthew Bresette
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Definition of Pain
Life so precious yet so easily taken away
happiness what everyone wants yet there filled with pain
People causing pain to others for their amusement
Which causes hatred from their victims in turn it creates their murder
What has life come to hatred, anger, pain, death instead of happiness, joy, love, life
how can I live with life
for if i'm happy others will give me pain
if i'm in pain others will fill me with hatred
which will have me taking their so precious lives
So how can I feel happiness once again
when in order to do so I have to create all those things I despise
So doesn't a victim create their own murder in turn creates the death of the murder
if all of this is true isn't life a cycle of happiness to pain then unto death.
poem by Requiem Night
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Take The Pain Away! (january 22 2011)
i sit here away feeling the pain
the pain of losing you
the pain of being alone.
the pain of my heart breaking
the pain of longing for you.
the pain that my pasted has made for me
the pain the razor makes when it slides across my arm to make me get away from the pain inside.
the pain has taken over my life never giving me a min to be happy
please won't you take the pain away please!
poem by juggalette Tiffany ann
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av(Ant-Guard
if, no matter how
high-te(a) ch
you get
God is backwards
compatible
like remembering a lyric
instrumental.
death.cab installing
sprouted poesies?
spray av(Ant-Guard
poem by Walter Burns
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This Patient's Prayer
L-rd, ‘please listen to my plea now,
Make the pain in me subside,
As YOU do heal my wounds, L-rd,
From the pain ~ where can I hide? ’
My Faith in You’s enduring,
I need not the pain, ~ YOU know,
Why can I not be pain free?
This healing’s awful slow.
The leg is getting better,
YOU are seeing to that,
I’m aware of YOUR daily presence,
As each day ~ to YOU ~ I chat.
I know I must have Nerve Pain,
Each Minute, Hour and Day,
Please L-rd, ‘Listen to my Prayer’
‘Make the Pain go away today’.
‘Can I not be pain free?
Must YOU remind me that YOU’RE near?
As slowly the tablets work,
And the pain does disappear? ’
Copyright © Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet} - 15 June 2008
poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
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Give Me Some Pain
Well I've been around, I've seen the world,
I've met many women down like you,
But don't you think it's time you took control,
And taught me what you want me to do?
So baby give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Give me some pain
Love is a many splendoured thing,
But only on a bed of trust,
So wipe away my past with your sweet fists,
And show me the freedom of lust
And baby give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me all the way
Give me what I want
Give me what I want
Give it to me night and day
Give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
Won't you give me some pain
Darling, won't you give me some pain
song performed by by White Town
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Pain in my mind
Pain in my mind
Pain is what I go through,
Everyday
This pain fills me
Pain stuffed inside of me
Pain of stress on my life
You can feel the pain in my heart
I hide the pain behind the smile
I see myself in the past and I,
Dont want to return
I never knew how much pain,
cant hurt.
The memories of pain live,
on and on,
So much sadness in me
Years have passed,
Life begins again.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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The Poet
The poet can only utter the word fine
The poet has to bear the sorrow and the sin.
The poet can only say I am happy
The poet can only say I feel no aches no pain
The poet can only say I am not in loss
The poet can only say I am in the side of only gain.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Role-Play
Some people
Ask me
If all my
Poesies
Are my
Life's
Stories…
Most of them
Are…
But many I also
Write…
Placing myself
In others' lives
Seeing their
Perspectives,
Trying to
Become them
And writing
As if, they
Were me…
It's not always
Easy…to visualise
Others' problems…
There is a
Subtle -
Difference
Between
Empathy
And
Sympathy.
Yet I try to
Role-play
And see
How best
I can
Represent
Them to
Thee…
Do I succeed?
Not always…
But sometimes
Some people
Come up to me
And say…
They wonder why
My poetry reflects
Their life's story…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Women And Poems
With as much pain as a human being becomes a woman,
That much pain makes a woman a poet.
A word takes a long year to be made,
a poem an entire life.
When woman becomes a poet, she is totally a woman.
Then she is mature enough to give birth from her suffering heart,
Then she knows how to care for a word.
You have to be a woman first if you want to give birth to a poem.
A word without any pain is fragile, breaks when touched.
Who knows more than a woman all the lanes and alleys of pain!
poem by Taslima Nasrin
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Locked Inside Her Pain
Living day to day in severe pain,
overwhelming is her pain today,
can't walk too good, for her legs hurt so.
Kind and gentle she is, through all of her pain,
even on her worst days, she always has a smile
and a kind word for those who may pass by her way.
Day after day I watch her in pain
and pray there was something I could do.
Intensely wanting to just be able to take all her pain away,
nothing I can do to help her with it.
Sweet and loving she is, her pain is sometimes unbearable.
Intense pain is what she lives with everyday.
Doctors won't give her anything for fear she may be allergic.
Each and everyday her pain becomes worse.
Hating myself because there is nothing I can do to help her,
hoping that someday they will find a cure for Fibromyalgia and tendontis,
realizing that she may never ever be pain free.
Patiently, she tries to do the things she used to do
but, once again her pain stops her from doing them.
Inside her pain she cries, for relief of her pain or maybe a cure
never getting the relief she so deserves, or wants.
Dear Lord, please take my mom's pain away,
so she will no longer be locked inside her pain
and give her the life she used to know back,
so that she can live her life a normal person without pain,
and God, please be with her every day and night
and keep her safe and warm.
poem by Melissia Ann Senter
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You give me pain
You give me pain
You give me pain when you think that drugs are cool
you give me pain
I have no pain because i want to be drug free like you
should be too
Drugs are bad it gives you pain just thinking it cool
I have no pain because I dont do drugs like you do
You have pain because you brought something in your life
that is hard to get hel for it
Your parent have pain seeing you do drugs and you think
it soo cool but its not it wasting your life what don't you
understand drugs are not cool if you dont do it you will have
no pain
if you do drugs you will be loosing you family, friends, Boyfriend/girlfriend
because you give them pain to
poem by Kirby Segan
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Holiday
I'm going
On a
Driving
Holiday.
Would I
Still be
In touch
With you?
Yes,
My dearies.
With my
Dongle and
Wifi, I'll
Come to
Read your
Poesies :)
(poetry for my Boloji family)
www.boloji.com/index.cfm? md=Content&sd=NewPoetry
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Life begins again
Pain resides in this heart of mine,
Your pain, my pain, the world’s pain.
I carry it all.
Years have passed.
I control, I worry, I toil.
I am weary.
I have allowed so much,
Fallen victim
To my own faults.
Change is growth.
Growth is pain.
Ache no more.
Life begins again
poem by Rose Falcone
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