Lost
Those walls never whispered his name somehow
I went to his house believing I would find him
The hollow rooms too quiet, the gardens aloof
A frail palm growing on his forgotten ashes
There was a lone picture upstairs, lost and angry
It had his eyes shouting in pain and confusion
Neglect had eaten him, his soulful eyes staring hard
They were on fire, rage and disgust toying him helpless
Tears couldn't reach him when he died,
His face didn't get kissed like everyone else's
A soul just snuffed out, killed by no reasons to live
As his children stood frozen in another land not far away
Each of them now live the same frozen void
As memories march incessant on their fractured lives
Battling hard each day, to forgive and forget
They still peer into the tricky past, to search for their father…
poem by Bindu Vijayan
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Face
She's got an iron will
She's gonna do what she thinks is right
I know she will
And as for me I'm not that silent
It's hard to live in a world this quiet
And if you want me to let you go
Well I think you should know
That I tried hard to live without you
But it doesn't work for me
And I tried not to think about you
But your in all my dreams
I can't stand living on my own
I can't stand staring into space
I hate that everything I see turns into your face
She left an empty house
Without a word, without a sound
Without a shout
And as for me I'm not that silent
It's hard to live in a world this quiet
And if you want me to let you go
Well I think you should know
That I tried hard to live without you
But it doesn't work for me
And I tried not to think about you
But your in all my dreams
I can't stand living on my own
I can't stand staring into space
I hate that everything I see turns into your face
My teary eyes have seen all I wanna see
Of the world
I tried hard to live without you
But it doesn't work for me
And I tried not to think about you
But your in all my dreams
I can't stand living on my own
I can't stand staring into space
I hate that everything I see turns into your face
Turns into your face
song performed by by Warrant
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Frozen Love
My icy eyes with frozen tears can see thou,
In icy lands with frozen grass thou live,
When icy sky and frozen stars hide the true
And icy love has frozen thrills to give.
But icy love cannot become eternal
And frozen thrills may disappear in time,
When eyes that dream the true are so infernal
And sky may tear sweet dreams, which are sublime.
When the icy tears will reach my prayer's goal,
In old lands with cruel love instead of true
And grass will grow in vernal, so frozen souls,
The stars will start to shine in unique hue.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Try Again
Written by ricki & kim wilde
I cant see your face
Hear the excuses for
The mistakes that you make
Ive heard all your lies
I dont know how much I can take
Before I break
Ive tried to be so strong
While you broke the promises
All the vows that we made
We know somethings wrong
But we carry on anyway
Day by day
Youre the one who let me down
And now I find it hard to forgive
In my heart
But Ill try again
To forget all the pain
And love you again
Ill try again
Though you hurt me I know
I cant let you go
How can we forget
The sweetness of yesterday
We just cant let it go
Lost in bitterness
Im losing my self control
And my soul
Cos youll be the one who let me down
And now I find it hard to forgive
In my mind
But Ill try again
To forget all the pain
And love you again
Ill try again
Though you hurt me I know
I cant let you go
Oh why, why do we hurt each other more
When theres a way
Cos we never really found
What we were looking for
Can we try again
Cos youre the one who let me down
And now I find it hard to forgive
In my heart
But Ill try again
To forget all the pain
And love you again
Ill try again
Though you hurt me I know
I cant let you go
Ooh, Ill try again
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Forget Her
While this town busy sleeping
All thenoise has died away
I walk the streets to stop my weeping
But she'll never change her ways
Don't fool yourself
She was heartache from the moment that you met her
My heart feels so still
As i try to find the will to forget her somehow
Oh i think i've forgotten her now
Her love is a rose dead and dying
Dropping her petals and man i know
All full of wine the world before her
But sober with no place to go
Don't fool yourself
She was heartache from the moment that you met her
My heart is frozen still
As i try to find the will to forget her somehow
She's somewhere out there now
Oh my tears fall down as i tried to forget
The love was a joke from the day that we met
All of the words all of her men
All of my pain when i think back to when
Remember her hair as it shone in the sun
It was there on the bed when i knew what she'd done
Tell yourself over and over you wont ever need her again
Don't fool yourself
She was heartache from the moment that you met her
Oh my heart is frozen still
As i try to find the will to forget her somehow
She's out there somewhere now
Oh
She was heartache from the day that i first met her
My heart is frozen still
As i try to find the will to forget you somehow
'Cause i know you're somewhere out there right now
song performed by by Jeff Buckley
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Memorys Of The Past
Memories of the past affected me
In different ways
How I am what I do
Is who I really am
The pain still lives on
In my memories
In my soul
But to be a better human being
I need to forgive the man
That buried my soul
I grew up being afraid
I grew up being alone
Not really knowing
Just how great one can be
We all have dreams
Of grandness
But often obstacles
Block our dreams
I know it will be
Hard for me
To forgive straight from the heart
But the memories of pain
Makes it hard for me to say
I forgive you from my heart
poem by Kaila George
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A Depressed Bubble
His eyes twinkled,
When water bowled along,
With a heavy heart full of grief he stood there,
Feeling out of sorts.
Thinking what would happen to his mother,
When she'll know he got a D,
Thinking what would happen to his father,
Knowing his son couldn't reach his expectations.
Hearing his father's footsteps the boy ran away,
How would he face his father,
How would he face his mother,
What would he say to them?
Only this that they shouldn't have expected much from him,
Or rather blame himself?
His father called out his name,
He couldn't bare the pain,
It was the third time his hard work had went in vain,
The boy thought of nothing,
And while the father reached,
He was horrified for he saw blood stains on the floor,
And no sign of his child.
Teardrops wetted his clothes,
And all that he cited was,
Did you came to see me,
Or did you wished me to go with just tears in my eyes and blood on my hands.....
Written on 10/20/10
poem by Ayesha Riaz
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Edith Conant
We stand about this place -- we, the memories;
And shade our eyes because we dread to read:
"June 17th, 1884, aged 21 years and 3 days."
And all things are changed.
And we -- we, the memories, stand here for ourselves alone,
For no eye marks us, or would know why we are here.
Your husband is dead, your sister lives far away,
Your father is bent with age;
He has forgotten you, he scarcely leaves the house
Any more.
No one remembers your exquisite face,
Your lyric voice!
How you sang, even on the morning you were stricken,
With piercing sweetness, with thrilling sorrow,
Before the advent of the child which died with you.
It is all forgotten, save by us, the memories,
Who are forgotten by the world.
All is changed, save the river and the hill --
Even they are changed.
Only the burning sun and the quiet stars are the same.
And we -- we, the memories, stand here in awe,
Our eyes closed with the weariness of tears --
In immeasurable weariness!
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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Miracle
I wake up,
and start my everyday routine
of working hard at feeling sorry for myself.
and after lunch i close my eyes,
and wish to god that i could change
but when i wake up im still very much myself
and im a long way from believing
that im gonna be ok
such a long way from believing
that ill escape
this feeling that i hate
and its miracle that we are here today
with all the pain we put ourselves through over nothing
cuz if you think hard
youll know soon it will be ok
and youll be holding on to someone
holding on to someone
i wake up
and start my everyday routine
of wondering what in the world im gonna do
cuz things are falling into place
but i can't appreciate them
'cuz if last time fell apart then this might too
and im a long way from believing
that im gonna be ok
such a long way from believing
that ill escape
this feeling that i hate
and its miracle that we are here today
with all the pain we put ourselves through over nothing
cuz if you think hard
youll know soon it will be ok
and youll be holding on to someone
holding on to someone
Dimly lit my porch lights
I can see your eyes
and they are staring into my face
staring into my face
i should trust what i see in them
and know the time is right
but still ill take the easy road and wait
ive got to stop being scared
and using time that isn't there
'cause i could die tomorrow or today
control is resting on my side
but knowing just would not be right
and thats not how i wanna live my life
and its miracle that we are here today
with all the pain we put ourselves through over nothing
cuz if you think hard
youll know soon it will be ok
and youll be holding on to someone
holding on to someone
and its miracle that we are here today
with all the pain we put ourselves through over nothing
cuz if you think hard
youll know soon it will be ok
and youll be holding on to someone
holding on
song performed by by Unsung Zeros
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Never Blame The Rainbows For The Rain
Sailing along
The river of time
Adrift on dreams
Through midnight chimes
Positively frozen
Crystal waterfalls
The mountain of hope
Is there to be climbed
The sea of serenity
Is rightfully mine
Step on to the water
Knowing what is true
Never blame the rainbows for the rain
And learn to forget the memories
That cause you pain
The last whispered wish of age
Is to live it all again
So never blame the rainbows for the rain
The beat of my heart
The rythm of love
The earth thats beneath us
The heavens above
I can hear forever
Calling out to me
The changes we go though
Are making me strong
The shelter of friendship
Is where we belong
Look into the future
Knowing what we see
Never blame the rainbows for the rain
And learn to forget the memories
That cause you pain
The last whispered wish of age
Is to live it all again
So never blame the rainbows for the rain
The whirpool of doubt
Can spin you around
The wave of emotion
Takes you up
Pulls you down
Leaving far behind us
Sweet young passions spray
Never blame the rainbows for the rain
And learn to forget the memories
That cause you pain
The last whispered wish of age
Is to live it all again
So never blame the rainbows
Never blame the rainbows
Never blame the rainbows for the rain
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Wall of Tears
I've tried to talk about the nights
That I call... Just incredibly bad...
But every time... they feel as if...
I'm going stark ravening mad...
I held my buddy's hands.
As he breathed... His dying breathe...
Shaking... and
Scared to death...
It was like mosquito death!
Never had so much fear...
Anger...Blood...
And Strife...
Complete helpless-ness...as my buddy
Lost his life
Oh Please...God...
God...Won't you help him too?
But when you're in that Dark Hell!
Not even God...Can guide you!
It's hard today to live as one man...
I doubt... Anyone will ever understand!
He pleaded... Don't leave me behind!
That night...souls... tears... combined!
I didn't...
But as Jimmy lost his soul and died...
He died...
So did mine...
P.S.
I know...I know...It's hard to believe
It's been forty some years
But I cried so hard...
When when I read your name...
On that Wall Of Tears
And Jimmy... I'm trying hard to win!
So that God...Will let us meet again!
P.P.S.
That tin star that they gave!
Claiming I was so very brave...
I took it.. to Shoshone... and there...
I tossed it...into the Falls
Clinching that safety fence...
Just struggling... trying... to stand tall!
So I go there often to enjoy the view...
With those endless tears in my eyes...
Everyday...
I've remembered you...
Clyde Grant Bryson
poem by Clyde Bryson
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Curse and Wrath
it's hard to live a life with a freaking place...
where demons dwell..
hurts you physically and emotionally..
Sometimes I'd love to see this person die in vain...
Burn in hell.
crushed to powder...
grind there flesh...
plunged a knife on his face and twist until blood flows down...
Squeeze his eyes to drought..
spill every single dropp of his sinful blood.
He shall never live more..
he shall never see another light upon my superiority's arrival...
The execution of my revenge is a million and infinity of mine disgust and suffer...
Compare a filth's life to mine who have them?
how ignorant..
how foolish...
As tears flood my face...
of pain, wrath, humiliation and disgust...
Each dropp contains curses..
curses of his death...
of his tragic death..
the existence of this wrath..
intensified by every approach of days..
I hold and tolerate the pain...
I can hold merely the humiliation but
the verbs, the insult, all the pain it made to me..
It's killing me..
It had actually deleted my humanity..
My rights! My ego! My mind! my thoughts! myself he violated...
My anger shall never subside..
This curse shall prompt him in anyways, in any time, any moment, any situation..
He shall die in vain...
He shall die in much pain..
He should feel an eternity of my revenge..
a million of millenniums under hell's fire...
and another under the Ice and the mist.
Death shall visit him often but death shall not conquer him before his sufferance...
His soul be imprisoned in a chamber of eternal fire of regrets and loneliness..
His death shall be brought by insanity and depression..
He shall die a thousand times..
His bones crushed into several pieces..
His blood shall condense and fall as rain..
His veins shall explode and his heart be frozen..
His brains be eaten by worms..
He shall be disintegrated effectively
he shall be gone...
poem by Ellirie Aviles
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So Hurt
Its hard I know to understand
Nothing lasts for ever
The things you used to say and do
The places you would go to meet
When you were together
You set your face against the tide
The harsh words that were spoken
But after all the anger
The shouting and the tears
You found your heart was broken
Fight the tears
Fight the fever
Dont give in
Soul deceiver
So hurt
With the pain you cant hide
So lost
And lonely inside
So hurt
When the feeling has died
So hurt
With the pain you cant hide
So lost
And lonely inside
So hurt
When the feeling has died
Just like the clock went back ten years
To make a new beginning
To work out how to live your life
To take the board and play the game
And recognise youre winning
Your memories mean nothing now
Youre just a little older
Moving forward with the crowd
Silent fears but laughing loud
Not wiser but just bolder
Fight the tears
Fight the fever
Fight the hurt
Dont give up
So hurt
With the pain you cant hide
So lost
And lonely inside
So hurt
When the feeling has died
So hurt
With the pain you cant hide
So lost
And lonely inside
So hurt
When the feeling has died
song performed by by Human League
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About Eric
There is a similarity about them.
Eric, and my father.
Quiet men, who went about their lives
doing well for others.
Gentle men, who didn't seek rewards,
the doing would suffice.
When I talk with Eric,
memories of my father come flooding back.
The timbre of his voice,
an occasional gesture,
the size and shape of him.
I look forward to those moments joyously,
sometimes sadly.
My father's passing?
An unfathomable void.
To Eric, I repeat the words I spoke
the night my father died.
'Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.'
Eric Smith, friend and mentor, died on
January 4,2006 aged 92
poem by Jerry Hughes
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Tears Of A Guy
Lone child in the wild
A bird thats lost at sea
The words that whisper in the silent film
Say tomorrows gone for me
All night lying with your head in my hands
And I search for reasons why
But if I cant get to it - I cant get through it
All thats gone now - all thats...
The tears of a guy
Is all I ever see
The tears of a guy
So many rivers run to me
Wake up dreaming with the sun in my eyes
Hear me screaming, dont ask why
Some strange music from some sweet soul song
Says I cant feel it - I cant try
Time goes - and the fountain still flows
Ill be watching through fortunate eyes
But I cant get cured - I must endure
All thats gone now - all thats...
The tears of a guy
Is all I ever see
The tears of a guy
So many rivers run to me
Drift by the walls - this way
Babylon - in your eyes
Drift by the walls - this way
Babylon - in your eyes
So many rivers run through me
(and we will walk)
Oh little angel
Its all I ever see
(and we will rise)
So many rivers run to me
(and we will walk)
Oh my little angels
In your eyes
So many rivers run through me
In your eyes
Written by : kerr/burchill reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Fractured Moon
Fractured moon
In a silver spoon
Dissolved into the eyes
Of awakening tiger
Then moved away
In a vanishing light
With a lunar tone
Fractured moon
Swallowed
By a flying dragon
With all fire and no fire
The fractured moon
Collapsed in doom
While the souls
Of the dead
Still roam
Closer and closer
Near the moon
Around the moon
Within the moon
Or what have left
From a
Fractured moon
Or maybe
Another Moon
Like a photo of
A bright image
Held by aging fingers
Of a woman
Praying in her
Upstairs Room
For “long” dead
Human loved form
Near the bolted
Green back door
Stood a ghostly figure
Of an old man
Weeping
In the silence of
An astral night
Trying for an opening
To reach her
Over and over
But in vain
For the woman
in the
Upstairs room
Darkness born
In the second shadow
Of a fractured moon
And light moulded
In the old house
In a special corner
of
A very special room
Fractured moon
In a silver spoon
Dissolved into the eyes
Of awakening tiger
Then moved away
In a vanishing light
With a lunar tone
poem by Najib Altawell
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Played
You don't understand do you?
I know what you know to be true
Yet I still lay here in your frozen arms
Ignoring all these violent alarms
Is it just that you can't convince yourself?
Or is it something to do with your mental health
That you refuse to let me go even when you know I know
Don't you understand the reason this blood flows
I can do nothing more than lay here in ice
Trying to find a way to pay this increasing price
Because I know as I watch your eyes slowly close
I realise just why your blood has froze
It seems that I've been played and played so well
The poison was in the wrong cup and I couldn't tell
So the one who made me life a living hell has won
And you didn't even leave me a chance to run
I lay here, pain shooting through my soul and I know
Your little acts of pain and weariness were all for show
You knew from the minute the cup touched my lip
My poker face would start to fall and slip
So here I lay in frozen arms and I know what they will say
‘She tried to take away a life with such a lustful display'
Yet none shall know that the one that took my freewill away
Still lives, deceives and cages others to this very day
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Our Past Lives On With Us
We may not be in prison yet we are not truly free
For of our past we are prisoners that's how 'twould seem to me
Bad memories always haunt us they never go away
Until the Reaper claims us they are with us to stay.
For many childhood memories are full of mental pain
Their heavy cross of sorrows through their lives with them remain
Children of war and famines they cannot forget their past
Their living nightmares with them linger though few other things seem to last.
Children of abusive parents bad old memories in them stay young
They live remembering their traumas and die as the unsung
Their innocence stolen from them in their childhood of tears
Bad memories still with them undimmed by the passing years.
We may not be in prison though it would seem to me
That we prisoners of our memories of our past we can't be free
Until the Reaper claims us good and bad memories with us stay
Our past seems to live on with us and it never goes away.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Hard Eyes
hard eyes stare into the night...
hard eyes with calloused gentle hands.
hard eyes that have listened and seen.
hard eyes that have touched.
hard eyes that have fought
battles that couldnt be won...
hard eyes that have shared
the suffering of others....
hard eyes that have known beauty and loss...
hard eyes that make choices that are not easy.
hard eyes that have been betrayed,
hard eyes that have loved...
hard eyes that cross the threshold...
hard eyes of the sword and cross.
hard eyes that look into the soul,
and sometimes even smile.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Stranger In The House
We dont talk much
We dont make love like we used to
And I stay guarded
Ive got walls and triggers
I never thought I had
And so do you
But this is love
And thats the way we seem content to play it
I touch your clothes when youre gone
I let your scent wash over me
You cry at night and you wish just like a child
That we were how we used to be
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
And she looks like somebody from a lifetime ago
I stonewall you, you stonewall me
But we both know that
Hiding deep inside us
Lives the love that we try hard to lose
And never will
But this is war
And thats the way we seem content to fight it
I get so angry and confused cause
I want out but I want you
You cant decide between moving out or moving in
You dont know what to do
With a stranger in the house
In the house
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
And she looks like you
And he looks like me
Is this the same girl that, I fought so hard to win
And now I fight to lose her
Now I feel that its just like skin to skin
And nerve to nerve
Strung out like wire
Is that the way we are content to live
We face off in anger
In rooms once filled with love
Looking for a chink in the armour
Where we can stab the blade
What are we thinking of
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
And she looks like somebody from a lifetime ago
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
Theres a stranger in the house
In the house
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Angry Eyes
Time, time and again I see you staring down at me
Now, then and again I wonder what it is that you see
With those angry eyes
Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
You want to believe that I am not the same as you
And now I cant conceive, oh lord, of what it is youre trying to do
With those angry eyes
Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
With those angry eyes
You and I must start to realize
Blindness binds us in a false disguise
Can you see me through those angry eyes?
You try to defend that you are not the one to blame
But Im finding it hard, my friend, when I m in the deadly aim
Of those angry eyes
Well, I bet you wish you could cut me down
With those angry eyes
What a shot you could be if you could shoot at me
With those angry eyes
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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