Death shatters lives
Death shatters lives, breaks relationships
and yet from being small
in the background
my father still lingers
with his arms stretched out
as if protecting,
reasoning with my better self
to retain integrity, to remain
the man of which
he set the example
and in my keenness to write,
my thoughts of God,
even my tastes in food
is somewhat determined
by the man that he was
but in his absence I have developed
a thing to cling,
to each and everything
that has meaning for me,
with the fear of lost
of family, animals and friends.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I Prefer To Keep It Basic
I want to hold you in my arms...
With one thing on my mind!
A holding of 'you',
In my arms.
All that other chatter,
That you want to make matter.
And happening next door?
That is not what I am here for.
I want to hold you in my arms...
With one thing on my mind!
A holding of 'you',
In my arms.
I have no other priorities.
Or nothing else on my agenda.
I cleared my head,
And everything i had deemed important...
To be here with you!
And if it is me you want to be with...
I'm cool with it!
But what your neighbors and friends do...
With 'trips' taken with family members.
And how they do it with flapping lips...
Aint got 'nuthin' to do with me.
Comeon...
Let's you and me,
Spell clarity!
As we allow it to approach us.
I want to hold you in my arms...
With one thing on my mind!
A holding of 'you',
In my arms.
When it comes down to you,
With me in view in a togetherness...
I prefer to keep it basic!
With a minding of 'our' business to get done.
I am not prepared to embrace group relationships.
Not just yet.
In you,
My heart is invested.
And I want us to bond with solid stock.
Knowing what we've got,
Is not determined by the benefit of dividends.
Although...
Our actions are the cause and the effect of them.
And like I said...
I want to hold you in my arms...
With one thing on my mind!
A holding of 'you',
In my arms.
Let me know,
If any of this...
Does not click in your head!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Question Still Remain
When I found out
If I took it as the truth
could there be another meaning here?
If what you say
is what you wanted to be true
do you know you've lost your reasoning?
So filled with doubt
So unaffected by the news
I am different than I used to be
and what you say
I'm so convinced its not the truth
Was it me or was it
I know that I'm still the same
Everything around me changes
Questions still remain
Questions still remain
Questions still remain
When I found out
If I took it as the truth
could there be another meaning here?
I know that I'm still the same
Everything around me changes
Questions still remain
Questions still remain
Questions still remain
If what you say
is what you wanted to be true
do you know you've lost your reasoning?
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Questions Still Remain
When I found out
If I took it as the truth
Could there be another meaning here?
If what you say
Is what you wanted to be true
Do you know youve lost your reasoning?
So filled with doubt
So unaffected by the news
I am different than I used to be
And what you say
Im so convinced its not the truth
Was it me or was it
I know that Im still the same
Everything around me changes
Questions still remain
Questions still remain
Questions still remain
When I found out
If I took it as the truth
Could there be another meaning here?
I know that Im still the same
Everything around me changes
Questions still remain
Questions still remain
Questions still remain
If what you say
Is what you wanted to be true
Do you know youve lost your reasoning?
song performed by by Face To Face
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Once It Arrives
'My beliefs and restrictions.
Those thoughts I kept,
That brought upon me an isolation.
And my obsession with fear and death! '
Why are you doing that now?
'There is nothing about them valued.
Not a solid single thing!
Now I appreciate what freedom means.
And the clarity it brings! '
What do you think it means?
'Stepping out of a box I tried to fit in.
Observing those crushed against each other...
Trying to impress themselves.
With manifested nonsense.
And ridding myself of those thing's
That do not provide my sustained peace of mind.'
But that is not happiness.
You need things to make you happy!
I know I do.
'No!
I needed those things for pretentious reasons.
But when I discovered my peace of mind...
I knew immediately to get rid of a whole lot of 'stuff'!
And leaving that with attitudes with bitterness behind.
OH! So...
You value that more than anything?
'Yes!
Once it arrives...
There is nothing like it!
You will find yourself removing everything,
That makes it feel uncomfortable!
Everything!
That's how determined I am to keep it!
So I hope you are not here to test me?
I can become vicious when it comes to protecting it.'
But,
I can't see a thing!
'I said...
I can become 'vicious' when it comes to protecting it.
Should I show you? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thoughts on faith & hope
Thoughts on faith & hope
~
Holding faith
against all storms
which savage the soul
~
belief in love
that it shall conquer all
no matter what
~
trust in the soul
to make right decisions
to guide you safely on
~
hope in the world
that someone watches over
protecting and caring
~
opening the heart
to friends and family alike
so as not to be alone
~
breaking silence
letting thoughts be heard
without fear of them
~
holding faith
touching the heart
and facing fear
~
a hope in time
that the good will come
and remain in place
~
thoughts given air
spoken or written
somehow, someday heard
poem by Matthew Holloway
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(Heart Still) Shatters
Lie about feeling small
Low about standing up ever tall
For there's nothing like a brawl
Guess heart still shatters to crawl
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to crawl
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to crawl
For I'm not feeling whole
Only now I don't know wish to crawl
Denial of the love being ever minimal
Guess heart still shatters to crawl
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to crawl
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to crawl
Never wanted you to ignore this plea
Even no golden marquee
Every day passes not feeling free
Guess heart still shatters to see
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to see
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to see
Letting me forget priority
A memory passes over recently
So hurt now but so easily
Guess heart still shatters to see
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to see
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to see
But now I struggle to even adore
A hope goes out open doors
Left feeling like that of sore
Guess heart still shatters to ignore
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to ignore
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to ignore
For unsure what's in store
May leave me feeling unsure
Here life isn't yet pure
Guess heart still shatters to ignore
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to ignore
Heart still shatters
Heart still shatters to ignore
poem by Rich Downes
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Do Not Fear
Do not fear
My friends
For I am here
Do not fear
Do not fear
My friends
For although I may be dead
All is not lost.
Do not fear
My friends
Consider me to be sleeping
For I sleep, but for a while.
Do not fear
My friends
All is not lost
For I am here
Do not fear
My friends
For I am here
Waiting for you to speak.
I am Qalme Tari Mistress of Death Nat Norville.
Cretics Welcome
poem by Athena Goddess of Wisdom Lumis Light to all
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Homage to a not unknown poet
Straightway - it's the tone.
Even; quiet but clear; is it writing, or is it talking?
As if to family: you're being filled in
on what happened yesterday or last week;
it's a continuation of what you last spoke of;
so no 'tone' about the tone;
you have a background of a lifetime's love
not to need to talk about;
you're friends even before you are family
if you know what I mean;
no family relationships hovering like ghosts
like your mother never quite stopped
sibling squabbling with your aunt;
it's harmless really - a silly evocation of childhood
and no-one else's concern;
so, good.
The no-tone tone: you're family,
so the voice expects you to be interested
enough to read
even if it's something to tell another family member later
whom it would concern more.
So no elaborations,
no false sentiment,
but a little dry comment
like a dry white wine perhaps,
they'll have the background for
because you're family.
That even tone - dull? No, not dull -
a quirky, individual voice
that tells a story deadpan
that makes you howl with laughter;
no, never dull..
The details: those events,
those small happinesses, small sweetnesses
(it sounds better in French -
petits bonheurs, petites douceurs) ,
the spoken words from open heart to open heart
which are the greatness of our
real, real life;
what's in the tidy drawers of the heart
when the house-clearers finally arrive.
And all around this family message to you who read,
called a poem,
quietly,
love.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Family vs. Friends
Friends come in your life as ocean waves come and go.
You friends may be there one day and be gone the next.
Family is like blood, you need it to survive and it will always be there.
Family is there the day you are born and will be until the day you die.
Friends may be there for the short term, it is your family that will
remain by your side.
Always put your family first, friends should go second.
Family will be there to support you and catch you when you fall.
Friends may be good to talk to when you are feeling down,
but they might not be there when you need someone the most.
Family will be there to laugh and they will be there to cry.
Family will be there through the good and bad.
Family is always there.
poem by Nina Grobe
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Love, Sex and Tagliatelle Taglines.
We love our sex,
Romance,
And television soaps.
Those films, thrillers
Documentaries about nature, animals, children, horses,
Dogs and cats.
God, Death, religion, space;
People, friends and family;
Relationships;
Dreams, hope, heart;
Life;
Thoughts and feelings;
Books, novels, poems and poetry.
Pain and pleasure;
Black and white;
Good and evil;
Food and drink;
And of course,
Italian cuisine.
Celebrities like Beckham,
Federer, Hoy,
Hendrix, Clapton,
Lennon and McCartney.
Yes we love them all
And seek them out,
Whenever we have time.
Pleasure seeking as we surf the net
For those golden holidays
In lands filled with money,
And palmy beaches.
Fantasies fulfilled.
(C) PB Yorkshire,28\2\2009 at 21.30.
poem by Paul Butters
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Fear is always there
Some people say they fear nothing,
I say so myself.
But that is wrong,
that cannot be true.
When people say they fear nothing,
it makes me think.
Fear is always there,
as a part of our lives.
I say I fear nothing,
I say I can handle all,
But that is wrong,
I know that is not true.
Of course, we all fear death,
I fear death,
But that is not my worst fear.
I fear I lose all,
I fear I lose my friends,
I fear I lose my family.
Even though I don't say so.
Even though I may not show it.
I fear I lose all I love.
Some people say they fear nothing,
But that is not true.
They fear something,
we all do.
Just because of the fact,
that fear is always there,
as a part of our lives
poem by Rodney vali
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The Skeleton Butterfly
A skeleton butterfly, Kisses my cheek,
A kiss so beautiful...so gentle....so sweet,
It floats around the air, where death has been,
Always following me, for death has always been to close to touch,
Its beautiful bones, and wings of Crimson embers, Is left as a reminder that death Lives within us all,
he'll pay you a visit the cost is small,
This beautiful creature of death, left to ponder the living,
Lost in the sarrows of humans Frightened be fear,
It clings to me for life has more meaning when Death visits and leaves,
Lost in the devils eternity,
A butterfly stays with those touched by death, forever there friend,
when the world has left.
poem by Crimson Love
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Lost in everything
Lost in thought
lost in pain
lost in fear
that you can never retain!
Lost in trouble
lost in grief
lost in heartbreak
that you can never relief!
Lost in sorrow
lost in death
lost in misery
That you can never refresh!
Lost in life
lost in words
lost in everything
That you can never return!
Lost in chaos
lost in peace
lost in burdens
that you can never release!
Because these are the things
we think and feel
through the good and the bad
It's a forever done deal!
poem by Katarina Bowman
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Without Our Gift Of Memory
What would we be without the power to recall?
Without our gift of memory we'd be little at all
To those who lose their memory confusion is their lot
The faces of friends and family by them even forgot
For the children and kindred of alzheimers sufferers life must be very sad
The memory loss of a sibling, uncle, aunty, mum or dad
Though 'tis a natural instinct for us to cling to life's breath
In a choice between death and loss of memory I think I would choose death
I am a lucky fellow my gift of memory I retain
And I hope till my last breath of life that with me it will remain
To the great gift of memory I will gladly drink a toast
In that sense I am lucky far luckier than most
Life would not be worth much without it the great gift of memory
I am sure at what I say here that most with me would agree.
poem by Francis Duggan
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There is no Fear
The people of this world, if against they stand,
There is no fear, there is no fear, nothing like fear.
Although, we are counted cheap and rebuked,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
If to beg for food, would be a life attained,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Loveable possessions if, are lost,
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
2. If clothed bosomed damsels, cast their eyes
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Poison in the mouth, if fed by friends
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
Shielded armies, if to attack approach
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
On the acme of my head, if the sky did crash and plummet down
There is no fear , there is no fear , nothing like fear.
poem by Subramanya Bharathi
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Death Of A Girl
A girl has died today,
but he is born anew.
And she will never come again.
Though he, has been given a curse.
He changed his body,
become himself,
the outside now matches the in.
But for what cost does this reside,
he's lost his family and his friends.
Though she had plenty and many more,
he threatens to meet his ends.
Her friends were hers, never be his...
She hated her body and begged for death.
He has only complied.
She has taken her final breath,
Given to the boy inside.
But anyone could see this coming,
the loss was not a surprise.
He just wanted more accepting,
from the family who's left him behind.
He struggles each and every day,
more of a battle each waking.
He can't turn back, can never say
why he begs for the same.
No one can help, he pushes and kicks
everyone away.
He fears their jests and awful tricks,
protecting his mind in vain.
Because, you see, it's over now.
His journey's over and done.
The greatness that she would once endow,
all been lost to become a son.
poem by Vice Glaive
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All to War
I lost my mother
I lost my father
I lost my brother
And lost my dreams too
I lost my friends
I lost my family
I lost my sister
And lost my will too
I lost my school
I lost my work
I lost my city
And lost my rights too
I lost my day
I lost my night
I lost my sight
And lost my morning dew
(to the soul of every victim of war)
poem by Ezekiel Johnson
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Untitled Manifestations
The mirror that you look shatters when the words that you breathed are conveyed.
The mirror that you look shatters to millions when your eyes are set to the one thing that you cant get.
The mirror that you look shatters to millions when your heart turned black to the things that you assumed incompatible.
The mirror that you look fucking obviously shatters to gazillions when you try to smile beautifully where in reality you are actually tarnished and tainted and with so much more indescribable thoughts on your face from the things that reflected you.
poem by NurWilmy Francis
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My Family
My family will forever be in my heart,
My sister's mean the world to me,
More than life,
All I ever wanted was a complete family,
To have a mother whom I never met,
My family will always remain who they are in my heart and soul,
My family is more important than my friends and my lover,
Family will always come first,
Family is family,
No matter what they did they'll always remain family.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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x Relationships x
They come and go
But your family are always their
You know you can turn to them whenever you want
Relationships don’t last forever
But parents and family will protect you forever
They will respect you no matter what happens
Relationships are nothing
Compared to your friends and family
Or your loved ones
Relationship cause arguments
But your family will be there
To comfort you
By Lisa Anderson
poem by Lisa Anderson
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