Deadline
I see that I am living a dead life
and the daily life
leaves no impression on me,
and before I know I am turned into a stick,
already fossilized
and life passes me
while I do not get involved with anything.
Too many times
I had daily contact with death
and now I die from life
and every day do the same things,
the same work,
and are caught immovable like an idiot.
The same things
I write over and over
of Johnnie loosing Sally,
of love that charms,
or war that still resounds in me
and on our hands
the blood, the damned blood
and I feel at times as if the Lord doesn’t hear.
I try to live right,
to respect others,
to honour the Lord
and my poems stay the same
words of somebody surviving
and I still am able to adore
and what the church prohibits feels so right and true
while life hits me back
past the beginning.
I still feel, weep and laugh
and sometimes sing in the shower
as if nothing
is wrong with life
and I keep dreaming,
set myself to win
and to stay alive
while the deadline
slowly comes nearer to me
where my heart will beat its last stroke
before it will stop eternally.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Without you
I write words in vain,
words of which the meaning
you do not comprehend
and how to press love
into a few words
I do not really know
and you are away
and we stay a hundred miles from each other
and it feels as if
it is in different worlds,
as if every thing with time looses meaning
and I play the songs that you sing over and over
as if I can hear something in your voice,
read your poems time and time again,
as if it can bring something of you back to me
while destiny flattens me
and you run
like water through my fingers
and without you
my life is without meaning
and it continues aimlessly
and I do not know
why things at times do not work out,
why I am fighting life’s struggle in vain
and I cannot get you
out of my heart,
and cannot fight against you being part of me
and my blood is pouring, as my heart is broken
and my life falls to pieces without you
and I hope that your plans are only prosperous.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Totally Lost
I
With someone new to adore,
you are constantly
haunting me
as if at times you can penetrate through death
but sometimes I know that I am fabricating it
and for years you are out of my life
but sometimes I cannot get you out of my thoughts
before you jump into my heart again
as if you are not peaceful
on the other side
and in my sorrow and in life's coldness
I am stranded here
and you find no kind of relief
in the late night's big silence.
II
In the late night's big silence
my thoughts are at times with you,
while the big separation brings a chill
while I keep clinging to memories.
You are much too far from me
and your whole humanity
cannot stay here,
and it appears at times when I read your old letters,
when you are like a flower to me
that could grow in the earth of my soul
but death has divided us
and untimely you were pruned away in your prime
and still your absence cuts through me like a raw cry,
sometimes it's much better not to know about you.
III
Sometimes it's much better not to know about you,
to totally wipe out that which was between us
to forget the memories and passion
as if nothing had been
to cause your presence to eternally fade away,
to let each memory slowly pine away,
to stop me from daring in my dreams
to search for you to appear
and I am in a world where yours are divided from mine,
where I have got to keep to the here and now,
where I have to know that we are in separate places
and I am aware of this reality
that destiny cruelly rips lives apart with her claws;
my whole world was where you went
IV
My whole world was where you went
and in you I found my rest and joy
while you were with me as my darling
but life had devoured it far too suddenly
while my existence was anchored to you,
while our things was limitless deep
and we both were trusting on God
while now alone I search for answers,
where without you I see a new tomorrow,
while suddenly pain cuts unexpectedly through me
and I in despair try to cling
to the little that remain of you
and forever we are separate from each other,
you are buried in your coffin and I know sorrow.
V
You are buried in your coffin and I know sorrow
and no stranger asks about you or walks past,
there are people dressed in black
everywhere in the church around me
and everyone is disenchanted
where they are mourning
and it's as if nothing can break through the darkness
that appears about you a pretty girl, already a woman
and suddenly the minister starts talking at the front,
the sexton walks to the back and asks: 'who is lying here? '
his voice resounds through the whole church
and he gets no answer.
The service passes much too quickly;
I feel like I can fight against God.
VI
I feel like I can fight against God,
I cannot really know,
why some people lead longer lives
and for others life is measured out into darkness,
still less I know for what I am searching,
something stays just out of my reach
as if it is involved with the things that are happening
and just when I look it's already gone,
it's just beyond the bright blue
as if I am living with an incomplete purpose
where I am almost seeing it, it's almost in my thoughts
but I cannot see or feel it
and I know that something terrible is wrong,
where everything eventually becomes chaos.
VII
Where everything eventually becomes chaos,
where the whole world are waiting on disintegration,
I wonder what makes me languish
for new life, for the rain that pours down?
What lets me hope that very soon
a glorious age, a glorious day will appear
on the other side of the dark night
while everything around me with time collapses?
Now I hope to have someone else again,
that your life and hours of pain disappear
and again I want to begin with someone anew,
while I stay trusting that the answers lie in the hands of God,
while I believe that the sun will shine on me again
with someone new to adore.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I'm Sorry
Mum I'm sorry for all of the tough times I put you through
There are many things that I did to you that I shouldn't have
But I think it's about time that I say I LOVE YOU
Mum this is coming from the heart
And that's the only way to start
Since I was a little girl
My whole life went into a whirl
I'm sorry for all of the lies
And for all the times I made you cry
I'm sorry for all of the fights I started with you
Mum just remember I LOVE YOU
All of the things that I have been going through
Makes me realize what you say is true
Mum my whole life is on lockdown
Everyday I walk with a frown
I just want to be free
And live my life the way it used to be
Mum I'm happy you are there to help me through life
And that is true I don't have to think twice
Mum my whole life went down the drain
Ever since I went to court
And went through all of that pain.......
I wish I could go back
And walk through life on different tracks
Mum freedom doesn't come free
Especially for me
Mum I have committed many sins
But I have to stay strong
In my life I haven't seen many grins
But I'll be strong no matter how long
I still have a lot to learn
No matter how much my heart burns
Mum I'm sorry for all of the fights
Especially the ones that lasted all night
Mum my life is surrounded by a shell
There are not many things I can do
I don't know if you can tell
But I'm not taking it very well
Mum I just want to tell you
That I'm sorry for all the hell I put you through
And I want you to remember that........
I LOVE YOU! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Tiana Webb
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I once felt
Sometimes I wish I could rewind my life.
Put right all the things that went wrong.
I allways felt my life was a stife.
I once felt alive now I feel so very dead.
My head is filled with dread.
Many times I wish I could turn things around.
To some how change my life.
And end my strife.
All I ever wanted was to live my life freely.
But somewhere along the line,
There people would be putting me down.
And having something to say.
And deep In my heart and soul,
Lay the memories I hate.
In the end I knew the odds were against me.
So I tunt my back and left it all.
I thought taking my life was the only way.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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All My Needs
My Lord, I simply want from you, the needs I have to see me through,
All those needs each and every day, which I encounter along the way;
Wants and needs, I daily confront, please help me to curb each want,
As your plan for me, that’s much higher, will see my every true desire.
I entreat You Lord, to refuse me not, as I live out my life’s chosen lot,
This present lot that was cast for me, by The Lord over all of Eternity;
Guide me until the day that I die, through your guidance from on high,
Knowing all in life, that is ahead, guard my heart from fear and dread.
Keep falsehood and lies from me, whatever the future ahead may be,
Through hard times or prosperity, please set my sights upon Eternity,
While I live every day for Christ, Who has secured for me Eternal Life,
During those times of tribulation, I shall trust in The Lord of Salvation.
Lord, allow me not riches or poverty, in the plan that you have for me,
But Lord, I simply request instead, your guidance and my daily bread;
If given too much, I may disown, my Lord, who’s on Heaven’s Throne,
With all that provision, by me, ignored, I might say “Who is The Lord”.
Lord, if I were poor, I just may deal, with the dark and moved to steal,
This would only dishonor the Name, of God, Who provides all I claim;
So help me to always be content, with the provisions, You have sent,
And so Your Word, I’d always heed, while You provide all that I need.
(Copyright ©04/2010)
Waw Waw Waw
Well certain thing you dont act man
And you cant take it back
You understand me a say,
But certain things you have to look on an other thing,
Hm..... , me cant understand what I say
Me nah understand what we a say,
Me not understand what we are chat about,
Well this is what we chat about
.....what me a talk bout....
Baby girl, waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Like a police sirene come fast stichie cry
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
You can hear me a shout it out ten thousend times
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Like a police sirene come fast stichie cry
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
You can hear me a shout it out ten thousend times
She caught me red handed and feel offended
Gal a pose up in a me car (Im sorry)
Me and suel book room in a hotel and she catch
Me when me hand in a deh jar (Im sorry)
No she cant take this, catch me with at the office
And drink from one glass inna varn
She said me character dirty, when she hold me
With shirley, and she still a never warn (oh dear)
She vex when she see me inna the bed with yvette
And susan a pose up like style (what a thing)
Peachess, princess, put on her dress,
And she decide we have to stay far, anyway
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Like a police sirene come fast stichie cry
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
You can hear me a shout it out ten thousend times
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Like a police sirene come fast stichie cry
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Can you hear me a shout it out ten thousend times
This a me sincere apology, straight from me heart
And off me pickney (yes baby)
It going out to my number one lady,
Like don sliver far line, water run daily
Sorry, I do it, cant buy soldier lorry, cant sleep at night,
Never do it for sight, I am sorry, hush, but the car by rush,
Your little teeny weeny have me never need to crush.
Waw waw waw, waw waw waw waw
Waw waw waw, waw waw waw waw
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Like a police sirene come fast stichie cry
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Can you hear me a shout it out ten thousend times
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Like a police sirene come fast stichie cry
Waw waw waw want you back inna me life
Can you hear me a shout it out ten thousend times
Find me guilty, punish me for the crime (true)
But you have me a serve over time
Woman why do you have to treat me so cruel,
Full time, you put me on parole (true)
Its like you put me on the condemn block (true),
Over alcatraz pon the rock (true)
And a me try everyday, stichie saying, oh sorry,
This me have to cry
song performed by by Ub40
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As I See It
Look, but look, past the obvious
Listen and hear the unspoken words
Give comfort to those that are hurting
Open your life to those who are lonely
Never stop dreaming for dreamers never grow old
Losen your grip on yesterday
So you can grab hold of today
Go with your gut feeling
For nine times out of ten
It's the right thing to do
Laugh for laughter lifts the soul
Give sometime for helping others
For in the end it will help you
Make something your passion
For without one life is dull
Thank all those who have helped you along the way
Never let life harden your heart
For love now, past, or future makes life bearable
Last of all, thank the Lord for he has made it all possible
poem by David Kush
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No Turning Back
when it seems like life on you
has turned its back
and against you the cards are stacked.
when it seems you need a friend
and there is no hand outstretched to lend.
when you feel it's time to conceed
and there's no one there to fill your needs.
that is when you turn to GOD.
it is not very hard.
we all have times when we feel alone
but my strength has always shown.
for i put my faith in GOD above
for he gives us all his love.
when we feel like we're walking
down a dead end street
and we don't seem to find relief.
that is when you stop to pray
and ask the lord to lead the way.
and when you feel that your
heart has hardened to all around
and you feel that every one puts you down.
then again you stop and pray
and you will hear the good lord say.
don't ever give up my child
for i have been with you
for quite a while.
on you i will never turn away
because of your faith you will not sway.
when you put your faith in me
this will be my guarantee.
that in prayer you will never be without
for i will erase all those doubts.
i will give you all that you need
and in this life you will succeed.
this is the reason that there is
no turning back
from your love and faith i will not slack.
poem by Louis Rams
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All Of My Life
All of my life, Ive been searching
For the words to say how I feel.
Id spend my time thinking too much
And leave too little to say what I mean
Ive tried to understand the best I can
All of my life.
All of my life, Ive been saying sorry
For the things I know I should have done
All the things I could have said come back to me
Sometimes I wish that it had just begun
Seems Im always that little too late
All of my life
Set em up, Ill take a drink with you
Pull up a chair, I think Ill stay
Set em up, cos Im going nowhere
Theres too much I need to remember, too much I need to say
All of my life, Ive been looking
But its hard to find the way
Reaching past the goal in front of me
While whats important just slips away
It doesnt come back but Ill be looking
All of my life
Set em up...
All of my life, there have been regrets
That I didnt do all I could
Making records upstairs, while he watched tv
I didnt spend the time I should
Its a memory I will live with
All of my life.
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Darling of mine
Darling of mine,
this morning I wanted
to put something in my words
to say that I feel that you do not
regard me as a human being
and how it looks at times,
that I as a man
stand alone without humanity
in our relationship.
At times it feels as if I
alone have to struggle
in life
and you say things and take decisions,
without granting me an option
while I stand central in it all
and the influence of it
has a direct impact on my life.
When at times you want to know
what I think,
I wonder if rebellion
and temper tantrums
are hiding beneath the surface
and what I really have to say
and how I can lay regard, respect
and love in your heart
but maybe life plays its game
while I am picking up the pieces
of our relationship and my life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Vision of an old Man
A cool breeze touched his white hair
While he was walking in the mystery street
Long life has made him to bend,
In front of the things those the history made
He was old, old enough to see the world for what it is
He was old, old enough to feels the death
He was old, old enough to think about the life that passes
He was old, old enough to see the real masses
White hair, as white as the teeth
Teeth those just moved for lots of times
Blue eyes…
Which were covered by glasses, Glasses of lies? !
Hands of times aren't cruel, it's their duty
We can't stop them of the work they are doing
BUT! A time, it's our turn...
To be old, and then burn...
The old man wanted nothing instead of a simple respect
Respect, the thing that is forgotten for these people
A day that old man was young and powerful, but so prideful
And now he is old like his father that was…but now he is none full
He just needs respect, a respect for his white hair
Respect for his long life that is passed
Respect for his respectful heart
That now is tears a part.
poem by Ellias Anderson
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You Set Me Free
You penetrate my heart,
I've loved you from the start,
Everything you did gave me confidence,
Lord the past was full of mistakes,
But you've saved me by your grace,
Without you I was weak,
Unmotivated, just lying in the sheets,
My mistakes never changed,
It felt like my life was groundhog day,
Over and over going down the wrong road,
A beautiful life something I had never known,
But when I broke down and remained on my knees,
Crying out to you, Father set me free,
I could feel you all around me,
Like I never have before,
Love totally surrounding,
I had opened up the door,
Now my past is like a fictional tale,
About how a girl got lost in an epic fail,
How she believed all the lies,
That met with her eyes,
That satisfying the flesh,
Is more important then what's next,
I'm looking at the bigger picture,
And things are starting to get clearer,
Seems this life is really the fiction,
After death comes perfection,
I won't live for the moment,
Just living fast and hard,
I'm alive for eternity,
Living for the Lord.
poem by Misha Deblair
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Get up, go to work, go home, go to bed
Get up, go to work, go home, go to bed
Is this what life's all about I said?
Work, work, work every single day
Just to earn enough my bills to pay.
Surely life must be much more than this
Someone tell me what the purpose is.
Then, 'You can have life abundantly'
I heard the Lord Jesus say to me.
'I am the door: if you enter in
then your new life with me will begin.
These things of earth will just pass away
but the life I give is here to stay.'
So I turned around and followed Him
and my life was no longer so grim.
I still have to work to earn my pay
but He gives a purpose to each day.
In all of my life
In all of my life,
you are the most special person,
my companion, my playmate and my wife
and you remain the important one
even if at times in the living together there is strive,
when it feels as if everything beautiful is gone
and with you I know that I am truly alive
while through heartaches, differences, pain and joy we live on.
With you I want to challenge life, rise to every opportunity
and all that it has in store,
feel in your companionship that I am truly free
and with you I want to live forevermore.
With you in my life, nothing is as it was before
and you are the one that I truly adore.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I Hate
I hate my life,
There were many times I wish I could die.
I at times really feel like dying,
But I only end up crying.
I hate my life,
And every thing (almost everything) in it.
Sometimes I just want to end it.
To forget all my miseries and sorrows,
Don't even bother about seeing another tomorrow.
At times I want to cut myself,
It's hard to do but it's like that's only thing that would help.
I know I am talking out of vexation.
I don't care.
I want to hurt the people who hurt me so bad,
Make them cry and feel real sad.
I feel so fed up,
People from outside would say 'Shut Up! ! '
You don't know what you talking about.
But I am not them,
And they are not me.
So please let me be.
At times I wonder what's my purpose,
Is for me to stay on this earth,
And basically just hurt,
Wait till it gets more worse.
So many things I hate.
Living up to so many expectations,
Wondering if I'll ever meet them.
Things people say to me it come off as me being dumb.
Not like that is what I think of myself.
There are times when I genuinely smile,
A blow from reality tells me things ain't right.
Maybe just maybe things might go my way,
And I'll actually see a brighter day.
Most times I feel so alone,
Constantly reminded I've got problems in my own home.
I feel so tired I just want to rest my head,
Days like these make me feel I'm better off dead! !
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Letter For Michelle
I don't know how to say
That I live because you stay
You are my life that keeps me live
Live my life I used to play
I never change like the way you say
Nor even make your life despair
I love you in any way you are
I love you even I don't say I do
All I want is to be your side
Because you keep my life alive
The blood that flows on my vein
Is the blood that warmth by your love
Here am I writing my love again
Love that nevers fade or even change
You can say I change and that's not true
Because here in my heart you're the one
poem by Christian Marin
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Relinquished
From the start to the finish, this life to God I will relinquish,
While each and every day I live, to The Lord, my life I give,
Submitting each day to Christ, I yield to Him my whole life,
To be guided in God's ways, all my nights and all my days.
God knows all tomorrow holds, before today even unfolds,
So I simply need to live today, living by all God has to say;
To be concerned for tomorrow, will surely welcome sorrow,
This, as all focus is turned away, from living for God today.
Knowing I am in God's hand, all things I needn't understand,
And so I do not need to see, things ahead, that may not be,
But focus on my Lord above, believing all that He spoke of,
Trusting Him with all my heart, as I rely on Him from the start.
Acknowledging Him in all I do, as Christ will see me through,
For the work God has begun, He will finish through His Son,
As for us there's no exemption, all saved in His redemption,
God's salvation provided to us, by The Savior, Christ Jesus.
So my life's in God's hands, even if life's like shifting sands,
For God is The Rock of Ages, and He alone turns the pages,
Within this book called my life, authored all, by Jesus Christ,
With God's written plan for me, which continues on Eternally.
(Copyright ©03/2012)
Please take another vow dear
i have given all your need, i have shared what i have in my life
i prostate myself and swear to God and men to love you tell
beyond death, it is a promise. a covenant. a vow that leads
my life to complete my direction of destiny
giving is just a thing to forget, sharing is but a thing to be taken
loving is something that unite our hearts, it is ochastrated in
our soul, beyond a sounding joy of enchantment in heaven
a threshold to remember, and never be to be closed, a memory of
thy soul that life we taste is abode of expactacular miracle beauty,
a lingering happiness, where an endless joy stay
rejoice my dear, all makes the best for everything, a mirror of what
is life should be, a beginning that always wait for a happy ending,
where all has to continue life in an transcendental process of living
our own life
happiness conquer death, its the beginning of an endless birth of
a new life, and pain is eminent to accept, for seeing with
nothing to feel, my soul leaves but the heart i give lives in your
heart
in your solitude, as you stay, please take another vow, for only you
felt the vacuum cause by my pain, let your heart be strong, and live
life to where you belong
as i go, remember that my heart is only for you, and make the best
to live life, for you and the vow you say ' I do', i may be gone but i
live in your memory that their is only someone that.....loves.......
you most
poem by Antonio Liao
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Feeling Abandon and Lost Inside
The first thing that I should do is look in the mirror and say what is my name,
This is one reason why I feel so abandon and lost inside,
There is times that I cannot even remember who's my family or friends,
Yes, if you had this feeling lost inside then you would see what it feels like to be me,
As I think of this tears come rolling down my eyes,
Because I feel like my life is hidden away is a deep dark disguise.
Having these feelings or thoughts give me a roller coaster of emotions,
As it makes feel like a freak or a failure or like a creature feature.
Forgetting the memories of my life is hard, and it hurts,
I hope that if you are someone that reads this that you take in what I am trying to say,
Those memories are the ways in life that we will always remember when it is to laugh, cry or smile.
There probably will be a time in our life when those thoughts will be gone.
So please try to take in any and all the memories of your life,
Because as I said earlier it will hard to remember those precious moments,
It is hard, but for me to remember things I have to write my feelings and memories down into words.
For me to even remember life.
Thank you, Lord for giving me this chance to still live.
By Frank Pulver
July 10,2011
poem by Frank Pulver
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Lost and Confuse In My Thoughts
i see guys as just wanting one thing,
sex,
it's seem to be all they think about,
and all they want from a girl,
don't know why i continue to punish myself,
i know i don't deserve this,
but at the same time,
i love the high that i get,
maybe that why i'm not relationship materal,
i can't handle being with just one guy,
i need to feel alive in the relationship,
and just having that one that cares for me,
start to feel suffocating at times,
they know all about you,
your good and your bad,
well i even share that much,
at times i feel like i'm living,
two different lives,
one where i be this perfect girlfriend,
nothing bothers me,
i know what i want kind of person,
than the other life is,
i'm anything you like,
personality and all,
i become there dream girl,
transform into what guys like,
the dream world seems so much better than reality,
reality has too many problems,
i hate being this girl,
i feel like a girl that got lost,
when she was trying to find her way through life,
confused, lonely, used,
what more can i add,
this don't feel like living,
but i'm so numb,
i don't even know what to feel,
and yet it's a life, i continue to live,
it feels normal,
how do you learn to love,
when feeling certain emotions feel wrong,
i feel like i'm broken,
and nobody can put me back together.
poem by Mona Martinez
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