Lessons learned...
I sit and stare into the vastness of space,
Desperate to find my path and my place.
I ponder what's gone and what's yet to be,
When shall this heart I own ever be free.
Is it a known fact, or just a guess?
That life means little and death means less.
That through all this sorrow, grief and pain,
We shall live our life's in utter vain.
I like to think we're meant for much more,
That the life we live shall tally a score.
And the souls we lost amidst such sorrow,
Shall hold us close in our final tomorrow.
Yet the truth I fear is not what I yearn,
We should all seek to be a lesson to be learned.
For each generation must add to the last,
So we do not repeat the mistakes of our past...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Life is but a lesson...
At birth I was ripped from my warm safe place,
Yet now I fear death so I flee it with haste.
As a babe in my youth I yearned for more years,
But as time's passed me by it's age I now fear...
Into this world I was born and life gave me breath,
Now each path that I choose always leads to my death.
For both death and life are old inseperable friends,
My life's but a lesson just a means to an end...
If I live life to the fullest will time pass me by?
If I start asking questions will I ever know why?
Wisdom is gibberish and gibberish is clear,
What I most wanted once is now what I most fear...
When I want most to live will it be time to die?
I dont want life to end! Will that be my last cry?
I think death must be life and to leave is to stay,
So I pray hell is heaven when my life slips away...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Love Poem For A Friend
All the joy that was in your eyes.
Has been replaced by sorrow.
If you can’t live life for today.
I worry for your tomorrow.
The rear view mirror is where you stare.
Not on the road ahead.
You don’t live a life of the living.
You live a life of the dead.
For the past is gone and won’t return.
Today is all you’ve got.
You seek the things you do not have.
But you really have a lot.
There are 3 boys who are crazy about you.
You truly are our world.
We’d sacrifice everything we are for you.
You are our special girl.
Life’s got you down, but you’re not beat.
You’re stronger than you think.
So take our love, our gift to you.
So that your heart won’t shrink.
When you fall, I’ll pick you up.
I’ll carry you through this life.
I’ll take your pain and sorrow.
And all your ills and strife.
When you’re ready to walk again.
I’ll help you walk and hold your hand.
You carried me when I fell down.
Until I was strong enough to stand.
So now my love, my time has come.
To stand tall for my best friend.
All the pain I know I’ll feel from you.
Will be worth it in the end.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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If life means..
If life means path of obstecles,
I'll conquer them all
If life means seasons of challenge
I'll accept them all
If life means road of ups & down
I'll enjoy them all
If life means smiling when get hurt
I wont let my tears to fall
If life means giving and forgivng
I'll remit the mistakes of all
If life means realizing ones dreams
I wont compromise at all
If life means to live lively
I'll live it with you all
If life means being kind and good
I'll be generous to all
If life means your dreams, your life and you
I'll shine them all………….
TARA
Will shine always…..
poem by TARA.. Star
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Anguish, pain, misery, sorrow and retribution
Some say life is full of anguish,
old man once sang that life is full of pain
some even preach that life comes fully laced with misery and sorrow,
and some believe that life offers no retribution
ideas clearly instilled in the hearts and souls of many a man,
but the truth of the matter is,
life is anguish,
life is pain,
life is misery and sorrow,
in the same way as rain is water
and water is rain
for where can one get one`s own share of anguish,
who`d we ever have known pain if we never had life
without life, would we live through misery and sorrow
life in itself is retribution,
for he who has life can stand ground against
anguish, pain, misery and sorrow
and live to see brighter days seemingly unscathed
but woo to he who loses his life
in anguish, or pain, or misery , or sorrow
for he will receive no further retribution
and he will depart this earth with nothing but
anguish, pain, misery, sorrow
and retribution lost
poem by Tinashe Severa
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By All Means
By All Means
By: Adam M. Snow
By all means, I need to ponder,
of my life going yonder.
But though I still long for truth,
I long for those who's not uncouth.
By all means, I carried out to wonder,
when flesh and spirit sunder.
But in a world such as this,
dost Thou be amiss?
But I seek what Thou has in stored;
that statement of the Lord.
By all means, I wonder to ponder,
of my life going yonder.
Misery held me 'gainst my woes,
as if my life cease to flow.
But if it be the answer of my eternal quest,
nor any Death-but lest;
I accept the truth from Thee,
to where the Strong assure me.
I wage my life upon thy altar,
ponder here a time of falter;
I live to serve only Thee.
We think that we must be-
gods upon this earth.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Death means Love means
Death means freedom
Love means pain
Which would you choose?
Death means rest peacefully
Love means restless motion
Which would be comfortable?
Death means life
love means death to the heart
Which one would you want?
Death means everlasting happiness
Love means confusion
Which would be more rich?
Death means rejoice with loved ones
Love means losing someone
Which would be better?
Death means peaceful dreams for forever
Love means fear of nightmares
Which would you perfer?
poem by Desserray Whitcomb
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Dear Sorrow, Death Awaits Your Acquaintance
The rain keeps Falling
And the Pain goes on
Your name I try calling
But the words just pass on by
The air
Bitter and cold
The shivers now suddenly unfold
I start to lose my breath
And once again see death
Face to Face we see
That life for me, isn't supposed to be
'She is Not important,
Shes lost in the shadows..
Drowning in grief and pain
There will be no tomorrow,
For she is all Sorrow'
'She is all sorrow'
There shall be no Tomorrow for Dear Sweet Sorrow.
Sorrow, Sorrow In the air
Death Has come so stay prepared.
poem by Sorrow Lynn
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Tangerine Sky
Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye
To a tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow
What if you were livin yours instead of hatin mine findin truth and spreadin love and searchin
Deep inside see me glidin swiftly to that place I need to be that home grown irie zone
Harvesting my seeds
Im gonna live my life from day to night with no hesitation
Make the best of every situation that I find myself placed in
Decidin right from wrong, choosing my final destination
Cause when its said and done, its just yourself that you are facin
Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a
Tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow
Say say
Say good-bye to tomorrow
Wash your sorrow
Live and learn
Listen up and follow
Do what you so let me rock it
I be dammed if you think you gonna stop it
Popo it drop it d-loc get up on it
Dont you think your sink cause you cant call it
I be the one that balled you up in college
Killa cross just brake you down kottonmouth kings on the radio now
Make you think when you see my face d-loc with style and grace
I wanna touch the sky unleash control wanna feel time travel real thru my soul wanna ride real
High wanna lay real low independent free thought control my zone my zones full blown like a
Plant full grown transform myself thru this microphone hold up .change that tone johnny
Richter come thru with your barritone
Its time to open up your eyes and catch sight
Cause you could wake up in the morning, and not make it to the night
Take advantage of your life, you only get one try
You gonna be satisfied today if tonight you died?
Well Im not that guy, I keep my blood runnin
You say youve had enough, and I say keep it comin
Now youre bummed because youre done and youre left all alone
Shouldve known livin blown youd end up like a clone whaatttt!
Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a
Tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow
Its not a place on any map its kaya meditation that home grown herbal zone peaceful
Medication at peace no understandin no condition but love at peace all accepting to the sky above
Say goodbye to a tangerine sky say hello say hello to tomorrow- when you say goodbye to a
Tangerine sky you lose your pain lose your fear lose your sorrow
song performed by by Kottonmouth Kings
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My Only Song
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
You took it all
Without any gain.
You loved us all
With gentle eyes
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
39 plus one
Lashes great fall on your back
A crown of thorns
Pressed down around your head
The blood runs down
and yet you cry
'So many lost;
So many die.'
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
Leave it now-
And cry again
Man of sorrow
Man of pain
Your troubled heart
Feels my pain.
Lifted up to die
Bitter gall served fresh
As wine
Yet you'd do it again
For one lost sheep
That beats in the air.
Man of sorrow
Man of pain
When is it enough?
So much grief
You swallow up
Yet you bore it
And demand me live-
Man of sorrow
I humbled myself down.
All glory to you
Man of sorrow
All thrones belong to you
Man of pain
You gave me life and
Even more
I have nothing
But myself to give -
Yet I keep taking it back
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain.
poem by Charlotte Ballard
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Raffles of Life
death fear and tremble every heart, a final
destination of every soul, of no where to
believe that death is not an exemption of
life but life after this life, it’s the end of
every beginning, nor the fate to
accept that it’s the final
happiness that man
has long waited for
in life
you don’t need to live because you want to die,
though, you have to die in order to live, the
meaning catches many stream in the
river and sea, every thing will be
happy, you may not find but you
may seek it, for in the end the
paradise is waiting
even the clouds have something to say
the night has been envying the day
the stones rushing the shore
to be seen, for in every
birds, there is feather
that flees
so why all have got there shared to be
raffle in life, the air breath has but
nothing to see, though the eyes
close vividly can feel, the
beauty of death, the
Prophets and
Messenger
always
shout
for
thee
as life comes and it may go, the raffles. seems
so easy when you’re Free.......
poem by Antonio Liao
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Life's Lesson Book
Life is a ponderous lesson-book, and Fate
The teacher. When I came to love's fair leaf
My teacher turned the page and bade me wait.
'Learn first,' she said, 'love's grief';
And o'er and o'er through many a long tomorrow
She kept me conning that sad page of sorrow.
Cruel the task; and yet it was not vain.
Now the great book of life I know by heart.
In that one lesson of love's loss and pain
Fate doth the whole impart.
For, by the depths of woe, the mind can measure
The beauteous unscaled summits of love's pleasure.
Now, with the book of life upon her knee,
Fate sits! the unread page of love's delight
By her firm hand is half concealed from me,
And half revealed to sight.
Ah Fate! be kind! so well I learned love's sorrow,
Give me its full delight to learn tomorrow.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Where will I go
Where will I go when there is no one to save me,
I see myself dieing of pain and sorrow,
There is no place for me to run to,
Hold me now and never let me go,
I can see myself in the corner crying,
I made many mistakes but this one went too far,
Somewhere part of me is letting me its ok to make many mistakes,
Where will I go when my world crumbles down,
Who will I run to,
How did I get here,
I lost all hope in life or in death,
Forever me, forever you
In death I can be free,
In life I feel locked up,
Where is my life headed to,
Who will save me,
Who will hold me when I break down and cry,
Haven’t you figure it out that I have no where to go to but here at my home.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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When The Loneliness Starts
Loneliness starts, I think of her,
Yes, her, just her alone
And inner heartaches then occur,
Because she'll never phone...
Her emails frequent, then so rare,
Then no word came at all...
That was so hard for me to bear,
Morale began to fall...
One day, I woke and realised,
My love for her had died
And no more was she highly prized,
My heart was crucified...
That's no mere rhyme upon the page,
That's meant for poetry,
For that was when I'd reached the stage
Of death on Calvary...
When true love dies and pines no more,
The numbed heart feels no loss,
You see, at last, it knows the score,
Once having known the Cross...
And now my resurrection nears,
New life and love to share...
And that means past love disappears
With my heart's final prayer...
Be gone, old love, that thrilled me so,
Be gone, the lesson's learnt!
Eternal flame of love, please go...
My very soul was burnt!
Perhaps one day I'll smile again,
New love could catch me out...
Just like it's caught out other men
Who see some cute girl pout...
Love's old time-tested tricks deployed,
Flirtatious every one,
Beguiling so we're overjoyed,
Kiss-kiss, let's have some fun...
I'd rather live my life alone,
Than risk my heart and soul...
I'd rather live this life I've known,
At peace, with self-control...
Find someone else! Some innocent,
Some lonely heart that pines,
The sort who thinks love's Heaven sent,
Meant for Saint Valentines...
The sort who strives like I once strove
To prove my love was real...
Love, keep your precious treasure trove,
I need my heart to heal...
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.
poem by Denis Martindale
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My Help And Guide
As I search for what I can do, I simply put my trust in you,
Looking to a future I cannot see, you alone, will guide me,
Just like the times gone by, with all my help from on high,
Your help shall not change, as my God remains the same.
Peace comes from your hand, in times I don’t understand,
What may be in my tomorrow, when I see so much sorrow,
In these times, that I live, I need that peace you freely give,
The peace to all who believe, through the grace we receive.
I shall look to you every day, for your direction on the way,
And on that path, which I take, my life, you will not forsake,
So as we see even darker days, it’s you alone who I praise,
As your faithfulness of the past, in my life will certainly last.
As these days surely darken, it is your voice I shall hearken,
As my help comes from you, who alone will see me through,
To you I lift up my daily prayer, to share every heartfelt care,
Sharing burdens of my heart, to my God, Who won’t depart.
All comfort comes from above, as you lead me in your love,
To a place, I yet don’t know, one which you, to me will show,
And so I live each day by faith, guided by your loving Grace,
As I seek out your will for me, on a temporal path to Eternity.
(Copyright ©07/2009)
Life Is ...
life is fear
a pain from within
then love sparks out
and hopes to change
life is a new chance
to say 'I'm sorry'
and listen to others
tell the same sad story
hope for a future
bright and strong
some stand tall
but others tend to fall
life is given to you
everyday
how you chose to spend it
anyway
let love guide you
to your path
and never forget
that after math
your life is yours
live as you chose
even with everyone
telling bad news
life means
a great many of things
to me it means hope
and whatever it brings
so hold your head high
and never look back
we all have an awful past
but some we lack
I wish you the best
wherever you go
but never say
I didn't warn you so
life brings struggles
to all who dare
to try and make it
by their own fair
cheer up
be free
but never
just let it be
the sky is the limit
it seems like a bore
but it's up to you
which way do you soar?
poem by Katherine Bryce
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Tears & Sorrow = Denver 2012
TEARS
Tears are the raindrops of the soul
And there's one for all who die.
They are the silent words of grief
As they fall free from the eye.
The shortest verse in the Bible
Is the one where Jesus wept
So, if you hold back tears, shed them
When your pain is too harsh to accept.
Tears are lovelier than a smile
When they come from those you love
As they seek relief from sadness
When you're summoned from above.
Tears are a love-mates humble gift
When it's time to say goodbye
Though the eyes are wet and swollen
With time and patience they dry.
SORROW
Sorrow is better than laughter
For by grieving, we're improved.
Blessed be all who morn
Till from sadness they're removed.
After death our souls shall fly
Perhaps from star to star
Reaching our destination
To find Heaven's gate ajar.
God made us able to cry
Sorrow teaches us to fear
Those days we're selfish and cruel
When life is so short and dear.
Time wipes tears from all faces
Whose hearts are tuned to sorrow.
Those that cry a thousand tears
Shall be blessed by tomorrow.
Every night before sleep I say thank you to Heaven
For the past day I was allowed to love you and serve.
And if I awake I say thank you once more
For God has blessed me far beyond what I deserve.
And so I dream...
I yearn to find that love that shall consume my very being,
When each time feels new just like the first,
To free the emotions that live deep within a dreamers heart,
To arouse those feelings with just a mere gaze,
To see into a soul without even trying,
I crave that touch that can melt me to the core,
To be released of all fear when control is lost,
To find that feeling of utter peace in your arms,
To know your touch without ever having felt it,
Yet I know that an eternity shall roll by,
Before I ever see into that part of my soul,
And while few shall know only some of me,
Only one shall know all... And so I dream...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Like No Tomorrow
It's time to live life like there's no tomorrow
Time to forget all the sorrow
Move on and trust
Do not put your faith in that which may rust
Or which moth may devour
Or things that go sour
Instead live your life without that doubt and disbelief
Throw away your grief
Make the most of that day
So that you won't have to say
I wish I would've done better, because you'll have done your best
And shrugged off the worry about the rest
But how does one achieve such peace and rest?
Put your trust in
The One who takes away sin
The only and true God, who gives such peace and joy
The one who gives a purpose and more than that... one you will enjoy
A purpose that is fulfilling
Just be willing
For once humble yourself and have faith, and live your life
Like there's no tomorrow
Because one day there really won't be, face it with no strife
And no fear, although the way is narrow
There is One with the power to pull you through
Who makes all things new
Be ready for that tomorrow where there is none
Live like there's no tomorrow because tomorrow there is no tomorrow
my son.
poem by David Knox
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Listening To My Father's Wishes
Never will I accept or believe,
A truth that keeps fear within reach...
Is a reality I will choose to live.
To feel hunted with a haunting,
As if I am a fugitive.
Nor will I find it my duty to seek a weekly dosage...
Of a forgiveness bestowed if I followed on a path,
That releases me of guilt if I professed sins committed.
To feel free again to repeat,
The moment a new week begins.
But I do and will acknowledge,
A gift of life I have been given.
And if I live my life in the making of mistakes...
The Creator who has made it all possible,
Will know immediately how to correct my efforts.
With a direct affecting in my heart to make known,
The path that I travel is not journeyed alone!
If I feared with tears and those obstacles that appear,
What progress will I make to appreciate this experience?
Listening to my Creator's wishes,
Is all I need to condone to live a life my Crerator owns.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love, Grief, Death, Peace and Life Make War
Love, grief, death, peace, and life make war.
Within the grasps of victory, here lies grief.
Striving to keep a soul alive, thriving for life
whispers of sanity fade from the sight of death.
An outstretched limb pleading for a touch of peace
as a memory of happiness fills the heart with love.
Controlling senses fester upon a long lost love,
breathing in deep, it’s the smell of a war.
Muffled cries creep into your soul, pleading for peace.
You lick your blood stained lips, tasting the bitter grief.
piercing voices thunder upon the ground, accepting death
as a memory of loneliness fills their heart with an absence of life.
Tears of blood come forth into a dimension of twisted life.
The air, heavy and hot, hover over you ridding the land of any former love.
A chorus of saints and sinners sing to you, singing the song of death,
”O come ye child, come into my arms and rid yourself of this war.
Gather your mind and venture to the morrow, leaving behind this haunting grief,
for it is not your fault that this world does not know peace.”
You close your eyes, feeling the sensation of eternal peace.
You can not move any aching limb, within an inch of life
you follow the scent of reigning mud, caking itself to the world’s own grief.
Wandering past the forgotten lives to seek the one true love
that carries upon it’s shoulders, a burden of war.
This land can no longer hold itself with peace as all the peace has turned to death.
Forging itself upon your spirit, the lies no longer live, now it is only death
that caresses your body like a mother so tender, illuminating the one and only peace.
Taunting you to go and be afraid no more, taunting and taunting, this is war.
With one last plea, you beg and cry for the voices to take your life
as you know that the searching prisms of hope will find your love
and they will abolish the need of any misery and any grief.
Once more do the saints and sinners sing of your grief
only this time, there is no mourning of war and death.
They’ve come to pour into your heart, a sound so divine. It is love.
”Dear child, dear child, no more shall you weep, we are here, we’re your peace.
Come with us to a land so pure, where love is eternal and death is not near. We will give you life.
With a trust so deep, take our hands and no more, no more, shall this be your burden of war.”
In times of sorrow and fear, lost is the value of love and peace.
All is forgotten while caged by grief and watching the slaughter of life.
You watch your fallen brothers, reaching for help, you hear the despair in all their voices.
You’re the saint and sinner, giving them hope.
You cease your thoughts, you must fight on.
You aim your gun, praying for death. This is war.
poem by Mason Letoto
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