To a Woman Passer-by
I have once seen passing-by
A face rich with pain,
That seemed akin to me deeply and clandestinely,
So god-sent -
And passed and disappeared.
I have once seen passing-by
A face rich with pain,
That impressed me,
As if I had recognized one,
Who dreaming I once called beloved
In an existence that long ago disappeared.
poem by Georg Trakl
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The Prime Of Kenny Silvers - Part 1 & 2
(part 1)
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny gets by on a fiddle almost every day
Chasing his childlike dream in an english town
Ambition like his street is paved in grey
Nothing made much sense anyway
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny working the local teenage underground
Searching his pent up emotions
Getting nowhere fast
His anger saved from days of hanging around
Explodes in some dark battleground
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny may think he's a king
But he wants a queen
Looking for real romance had it
With the backstreets
Tired of playing every game in the town
Waiting for the girl that he'd once seen
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
(part 2)
Then one day he found her
While out cruisin' the high street
Knew this love at first sight
As they ran for the first bus
He was thinking of diamonds
While she held his hand
And rain didn't seem to matter
As they reached their promised land
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
But his past would always find him
And he'd have to move again
Well he'd think may be just one more job
Would help to ease the pain
On the run in some cold room
As shelter from the dark
They swore some day together
They'd rip this world apart
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
And though i never knew him
I know how he feels
And though i never knew him
I know how he feels
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
song performed by by Billy Idol
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It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon
978
It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon—
The Flower—distinct and Red—
I, passing, thought another Noon
Another in its stead
Will equal glow, and thought no More
But came another Day
To find the Species disappeared—
The Same Locality—
The Sun in place—no other fraud
On Nature's perfect Sum—
Had I but lingered Yesterday—
Was my retrieveless blame—
Much Flowers of this and further Zones
Have perished in my Hands
For seeking its Resemblance—
But unapproached it stands—
The single Flower of the Earth
That I, in passing by
Unconscious was—Great Nature's Face
Passed infinite by Me—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The Prime Of Kenny Silvers - Part 1 2
(part 1)
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny gets by on a fiddle almost every day
Chasing his childlike dream in an english town
Ambition like his street is paved in grey
Nothing made much sense anyway
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny working the local teenage underground
Searching his pent up emotions
Getting nowhere fast
His anger saved from days of hanging around
Explodes in some dark battleground
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny may think hes a king
But he wants a queen
Looking for real romance had it
With the backstreets
Tired of playing every game in the town
Waiting for the girl that hed once seen
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
Kenny silvers the boy who disappeared
(part 2)
Then one day he found her
While out cruisin the high street
Knew this love at first sight
As they ran for the first bus
He was thinking of diamonds
While she held his hand
And rain didnt seem to matter
As they reached their promised land
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
But his past would always find him
And hed have to move again
Well hed think may be just one more job
Would help to ease the pain
On the run in some cold room
As shelter from the dark
They swore some day together
Theyd rip this world apart
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
And though I never knew him
I know how he feels
And though I never knew him
I know how he feels
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
Kenny silvers
song performed by by Billy Idol
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Is This Call Pain
standing here across the see
the sea waves crash the rocks and end in the end
the clouds passing by and get over again
a day end with no coming back again
i wander to my self why my pain will never end
see new life coming and never come the same again
see old man dying and never line again
year in life passing by and never come again
i ask my self why my pain never leave me
why my pain never end
is it me the pain
is what i am made of the pain
suffer and endure all my life
what i am mistaking
nails tear my heart
evil wispier in my ears
healing is never use to me
Gods healing useless any more
every thing end except pain
every thing is false except pain
pain of my heart pain of my soul
i am living with pain i am the pain
poem by Aryabod Siharyvani
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Passing Through
I saw jesus on the cross on a hill called calvary
Do you hate mankind for what they done to you?
He said, talk of love not hate, things to do - its getting late.
Ive so little time and Im only passing through.
Passing through, passing through.
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue,
Glad that I ran into you.
Tell the people that you saw me passing through.
I saw adam leave the garden with an apple in his hand,
I said now youre out, what are you going to do?
Plant some crops and pray for rain, maybe raise a little cane.
Im an orphan now, and Im only passing through.
Passing through, passing through ...
I was with washington at valley ford, shivering in the snow.
I said, how come the men here suffer like they do?
Men will suffer, men will fight, even die for what is right
Even though they know theyre only passing through
Passing through, passing through ...
I was with franklin roosevelts side on the night before he died.
He said, one world must come out of world war two (ah, the fool)
Yankee, russian, white or tan, he said, a man is still a man.
Were all on one road, and were only passing through.
Passing through, passing through ...
(lets do it one more time)
Passing through, passing through ...
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Tears Of Pain
Tears of pain stream down my although I know you're in a better place
Wishing I could see your face..,
Tears of pain stream down my face, I know you won the race.
All your pain finally ends, you and I were close friends,
Tears of pain stream down my face, I'll still be here in the end,
Tears of pain stream down my face this is something I can't take.
It wasn't fare for you to go; I have never felt a deeper hole.
Tears of pain stream down my face I feel
Your presence, in my place
I sure do miss that smiling face,
Tears of pain stream down my face,
You were the brightness to fill my greys,
Tears of pain stream down my face
I miss the feeling of embrace,
When looking at your wonderful face
Tears of pain stream down my face.
It came to soon, but your alright I try to talk to you every night.
now I know you're in a better place, The tears of pain have withered away.
poem by Raeanne Runyemba
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Once Again Poor Souls
Today is just like yesterday.There's nothing different now.
We sing. We dance. We hum a tune, but before the final bow
We recognize the sorrow. We recognize the pain.
And all the passing yesterdays still do remain.
We do not learn from past mistakes. We run from them instead.
They follow us with repeated footsteps, trampling hard like lead.
We can't outrun them though we try and then we wonder why
The rich stay rich. The poor stay poor and in the end both die?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Why still you count your years... [De ce-ţi mai numeri anii...]
Why still you count your years to see if you are old
When very well you know your soul is sad and cold,
And why you ask the glass so often to attest
That on your face cruel time no wrinkles has impressed,
When know that all your things, which constantly do roll,
Have left deep dreary marks in your beloved soul,
And that eons have passed and fallen in abyss
Since on the earth you felt a momentary bliss?
And how you look today why do you want to know
When you're aware your ghost has left you long ago?
You carry death around and slowly are consumed,
Life has become a pain, you feel that you are doomed!
poem by Veronica Micle, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Passing by
passing by
when I saw your face
I knew
I will be passing by
again and again
like this
untill you will notice me
...passing by.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Playing The Games
what i see
is this game
they all
play it, always
one is hurt
always there is
this to and
fro and up
and down
and swinging
between two
sides, pain for
you and
happiness for
me
you wish that
i too take that
pain
you can
no longer inflict
it on me
i've had enough
and i am not passing
it to somebody
passing the buck
of blames
and failures
if i give it again
let it be like
a bride throwing
a bouquet
of fresh white lilies
to the wannabe
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pain has no Mercy
My face pale - months of pain has left its creases
on the hollow features of grayness appearing.
Pain has no mercy not today, not when I sleep...
...pain enjoys to haunt me - seemingly laughing at the
youngester in me that has dealt with dull sharp aching pain.
I fugitively hope it'll disappear within time...it must.
It shan't linger on and on into the paleness fading away
of this pain-stricken creature that grows
still with every passing moment as
the pain bolts like the flash of lightening
through the body -
giggling behind its hands.
He draws attention to the faces glaring into mine -
'Oh pain' I shout 'go away, i've had enough
with your daunting tricks! '
Colour drains out - like a spiral of hot water flowing down
the bath tub.
Nights are restless -
pain screeches in all my sides
the day wakes up with a painful leap
out of bed...
continuation of the pain -
some days it improves other days it
stays ignorant:
that Pain has no Mercy!
Pain has no Mercy crawls with me to bed -
and leaps out of bed with me -
holding my hand as if we were best mates!
Ha! I disagree -
this pain 'disappear before i wrench myself
away from you horrid thing.'
Pain has no Mercy
no mercy for the pain he is causing.
Causing the dint in her face - the pain,
the pale, tired look of worry, agony.
Pain has no Mercy.
'Go away pain - before i yell into
the looming distance! '
poem by Celine Berghmans
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Pain (lyrics)
Regret sits heavy in your chest until sometimes it gets so hard to breathe
Sometimes it just wont go away and you start to feel you will never be
And when you think back on those times it seems so close just beyond your reach
Until past vanishes like smoke from a cigarette in the night breeze
Please stop this pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
How is it that things turn out this way?
What you hold most dear has come and gone
Seems the time that everything was right
Now it just feels wrong, oh so wrong
And your still dreaming of the time
When the day will come, it was meant to be
And your still dreaming of the way
To reach that place that you've never been
Please stop this pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
poem by Satan's Sibling
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Dreaming A Dream
Dreaming of a dream
A dream were skies are blue oceans are clear and life scared
Dreaming of dream
were a dream of peace and love rule and hate is a myth
Dreaming of a dream
having food for all, and all not thirst
Dreaming of a dream
Dreaming of a dream
were skin color is just that, us all just one
Dreaming a dream
no pain, war the only true crime
Dreaming a dream
were the rich give, and the poor have a chance
Dreaming a dream
Dreaming a dream
were we can look on a future of happiness'
Dreaming a dream
were the children are the future
Dream a dream
were lives are fullfilled, and getting old is not a bad thing
Dreaming a dream
World wonderess, happy, clean, perfect
Dreaming a dream
poem by Vincent Armone
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Painful Road
It took a pain to travel
A road so long
Had to travel it
I am face with connivers! Death?
You should avoid such road
And be moderate with his life
When such conquers
One is rich with wishes
That eye tooth can bite the pain
And ease it
Uncomfortable presence
I love nothing more that everything
I am creeping in the body
Like thief in the night
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
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Pain...What is it?
Pain...What is pain?
Pain...get wrapped in the head with a baseball bat,
That could be called pain.
Pain...get kicked in the gut by a cowboy boot,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...poke a needle in your eye,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...get your fingers caught in a motorcycle chain,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...jump in front of a train,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...lose control while flyin' a plane,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...There ain't ever no gain in pain.
poem by Axe Timson
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River Shannon
Oh Shannon
I might be dreaming'
The stars fell down on the factory
The cathedrals repeating, the light receding
Bells on another day
Have you ever seen my face
Fast asleep and dreaming'?
Oh Shannon
The lightning' fell
There's an army down by the riverside
But I might be dreaming'
I can see that you don't believe me
And I might be dreaming'
If I dip into your water
Fall through my reflection
I will shadow myself anyway
Have you ever seen my face
Fast asleep and dreaming'?
And it don't seem right
That I don't get no sleep at night
What's the river gonna know about leaving'?
Oh Shannon
The soldiers are coming'
The guns are drumming' the night away
Rain, rain go away
Come again some other day
When I got time for believing'
Have you ever seen my face
Fast asleep and dreaming'?
Yeah! What is there left to believe in?!
Oh Shannon
I might be dreaming'
I might be wasting' my life away
listening' to you
Down on under the streetlight
You shudder and beat
The edge of the waterway
And I know if I had time
I might dive in your water
Lie right down in the evening rain
I just want this pain, pain to go away
Come again some other day
When I got time for bleeding'
Have you ever seen my face
Fast asleep and dreaming'?
And it don't seem right that I don't get no sleep at night
What's the river gonna know about leaving'?
Oh Shannon
I might be dreaming
song performed by by Counting Crows
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Liberty
The last light has gone out of the world, except
This moonlight lying on the grass like frost
Beyond the brink of the tall elm's shadow.
It is as if everything else had slept
Many an age, unforgotten and lost -
The men that were, the things done, long ago,
All I have thought; and but the moon and I
Live yet and here stand idle over a grave
Where all is buried. Both have liberty
To dream what we could do if we were free
To do some thing we had desired long,
The moon and I. There's none less free than who
Does nothing and has nothing else to do,
Being free only for what is not to his mind,
And nothing is to his mind. If every hour
Like this one passing that I have spent among
The wiser others when I have forgot
To wonder whether I was free or not,
Were piled before me, and not lost behind,
And I could take and carry them away
I should be rich; or if 1 had the power
To wipe out every one and not again
Regret, I should be rich to be so poor.
And yet I still am half in love with pain,
With what is imperfect, with both tears and mirth,
With things that have an end, with life and earth,
And this moon that leaves me dark within the door.
poem by Edward Thomas
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Last Summer
(rod stewart / phil chen)
Sipping a sangria with a girl named julia
Hot jamaican sand beneath our feet
She purred like a cat in a panama hat
She said my passport picture was unique
I said I did impersonations would you like to see
Turned around to buy her one more round
Then suddenly she disappeared
Like I feared with another guy
Love always seems to let me down
Can be found anywhere around
The carnival had passed
And my heart was beating fast
All these married women, it aint fair
Nervously I said would you like to come to bed
A cold silence pierced the evening air
Instantly she recognized my insecurities
Changing subjects quickly I agreed
Then suddenly she disappeared
Like I feared with another guy, oo baby
Love always seems to let me down
Can be found anywhere around
Nowhere around
The tourist had all gone, winters coming on
The hotel chambermaid didnt seem to care
Sharing a pina colada we broke into laughter
Ill never know how we made it up the stairs
We spent the night together
And she woke up in my arms
Kissed me tenderly and said goodbye
Then suddenly she disappeared
Like I feared with another guy, oo baby
Love always seems to let me down
Can be found anywhere around
Nowhere around
Love always seems to let me down
Maybe Ill wait until next year, next year, next year
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Mom's Memory
Remembering my mom
Today is not just another day
For me it is the sad day
Five years ago
my beloved mother passed away
In the mid afternoon
on a beautiful sunny day
she took her last breath in a gentle way
With a rested peaceful look
Upon her lovely face
The look upon her face
Expressed that all the hurt pain and sorrow
For her was forever at bay
I shall forever remember dear mommy
In a happy way! !
poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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Heavenly Thoughts
In the meaning of heavenly thoughts is a blessing,
You learn from the green and white, the blue and black.
Any colour is on this sheet of paper,
You mix heaven with heavenly and dance.
The real objective is to attain pleasures of the top,
Your heavens are various, but well constructed.
In the heavenliest manner is your existence,
Your living and being is for the dying,
You sweat and burrow in order to attain,
In due course the pain of pleasure has disappeared
And has left nobody in pain at all.
Heaven has been achieved, and we are now in heaven.
poem by Naveed Akram
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