The bed is empty next to me
The bed is empty next to me
while you are gone
and I have drawn my curtains
tightly shut,
as if like this
I can lock the pain away.
The being away drives me mad
and it feels so final,
although maybe
you could come and fetch me here now.
I miss you just too much
and when I get a phone call
my heart lives
and the bed
is cosy against me
but you are still gone.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Pain Of Existence Without.....
It was pain of existence without your phone calls.....
This pain was not related to time, as time moved on.....
but the pain remained, pain and more pain....
without a phone call from you........
Time started moving, but there was no phone call, , , , , ,
I was lost with the acute awareness of this great pain.....
pain and more pain......
I wish I could tell you how much your phone calls mean to me, , , , ,
what if we have not met, what if we have not seen each other
but dear your phone call is what makes me pull through my day....
your voice is a magic to me, it is music to my ears....
but dear you never called.... and the pain remains...
The pain reminds me of the wonderful times we had....
the long phone calls.... your voice, your silence, , your moans
all this was so wonderful, which meant so much to me....
but dear you never called........
come back and call me dear...... and tell me how much I mean to you
call me once my love........
I wait for your magic voice, for all wonderful things you tell me....
for all the beautiful moments over phone we had.......
I wait with great pain, pain and pain.....
Just to hear you..... or get a message from you
Your messages are my breakfast, my dinner, , , ,
I sleep thinking of you hearing you, reading you...
I wake up to read your message..........
But dear you never called you never messaged....
come back just once my love come back
I just want to tell how much I miss your voice.............
I miss u
I miss u in the mirror as it does not reflect u in my eyes
I miss u in my arm when I feel I am alone in the shades
I miss u when a girl shys
I miss u when a bird flies
I miss u when rain starts toopur toopur
I miss u when I heard leafs mutter
I miss u seeing a purple saree
I miss u seeing a talking eye
I miss u in a pic standing like a queen
I miss u serving a chat for u and me
I miss u in my arms
I miss u in my nights
I miss u when oggy runs after cockroaches
I miss u when bacardi and bear flashes
I miss u in the late night thinking of the old times
I miss u searching for help on new reciepies
I miss u when I see the phone ringing but its not a call of yours
I miss u when I try to call u but cut it as u r busy in urs
I miss u in facebook
I miss u in every book
poem by Rajnish Jena
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Bud of Pain
Shut the door, shut the door.
Shut out the burning light.
Lock me in, lock me away,
away from eyes and sight.
Turn the world away.
Leave them at the door.
Creep into a cosy corner.
Bother me no more.
Alone, I want to be alone.
Alone, I need no one.
Alone inside my private mask.
Alone, alone, alone.
Turn me off, turn me off.
Switch off the flickering light.
Leave me be, leave me be.
I have no strength to fight.
© Morney Wilson
poem by Morney Wilson
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Ride On
Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your bed
Ride on, lady, Im your monkey
Yes, the organ grinders getting wet
Oh youre still filthy dragged on the sand of another mans land
Another man riding on another mans dream
If I call on our beautiful
I may issue
I dont want to miss you
I dont want to diss you
I dont want to miss you
But youre on my list, you
I put you on my list, you
Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your bed
Ride on, lady, Im your monkey
Yes, the organ grinders getting wet
Youre still filthy dragged on the sand of another mans land
Another man riding on another mans dream
Singing for doorways and begging for light
My lock hears the strike
Its alright
Its just I caught you playing with the light
I may issue
I dont want to miss you
Not going to miss you
I dont want to miss you
I put you on my list, you
I put you on my list, you
If I call on our beautiful
I may issue
I dont want to miss you
I come here to bliss you
I dont want to miss you
I put you on my list, you
I put you on my list, you
(this is the b-side to ten storey love song)
song performed by by Stone Roses
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My Pain, My Pen
My pain has no bounds
My pen knows no boundaries
My pain drives me
Shows me pathways unknown
My pen stops me,
From treading in place where angels fear
My pain is temporary
But my pen is eternal
That's what pen tells my pain
Pain is home,
But so is my pen
A home away from home
A home that is earth
The place full of pain
So I retreat from it
And lock myself away
Pen in my hand
And pain in my heart
My sanctuary...
Thank god for my pen, my pain.
poem by Lusekelo Simwela
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The Phone
There is this phone
which won't ring
settled there in my
heart crease.
Stubbornly silent
opaque
un-ringing.
I move it
hoping it to motivate;
I ignore it
thinking to placate
that Yearning
Agony
of not knowing;
why don't you call?
The phone is broken
or is it my heart?
The silence is leaden
or is it my anger?
The way it ignores me
feels like shame,
for something I did wrong.
Me and the phone.
Another Boy Friend
Gone
another crimson crease in my
self-beating heart.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Fallen, Empty, And Broken
fallen soldier
fallen sky
fallen angel
from on high
fallen heartache
fallen soul
fallen man
losing control
empty bed
empty arms
empty dreams
empty heart
empty wallet
empty hands
cant take nothin'
from an empty man
broken promises
broken vows
broken spirit
wont allow
broken fences
broken lives
broken tomorrows
broken nights
fallen, empty, and broken
every road is the same
bent, bruised, and shaken
still numb from the pain
now you dont answer
when i call out your name
fallen, empty, and broken
walking in the rain...
fallen, empty, and broken...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Miss Call
call the
cell phone
any time
missed call
with my wife..
with my girl friend...
with my children...
with my servent...
miss call don't miss
you miss the life..
with wife also...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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The mirage
Man's search for freedom when no fruits find for far long,
Perhaps, he in deep fear of freedom is,
Or tuneful he ne'er sings liberty's song,
For, freedom is not all of heaven's heady bliss;
And cosy often feels a prison wall,
Warm and safe feels a loving heart's bondage,
While comes freedom calling a duty's call,
And conscience conspires to coo in cage;
The seeker's not in search of a few more
Roses that come with thorns amidst the greenery,
Nor yet more oases in a dry desert core,
‘Tis duty that makes him much more weary.
The search in me, yet, seeks no more than a couplet
To end my quest, to rest cosy with a sonnet!
_____________________________________________ _____________
- Sonnets, Tongue-in-cheek | 09.08.11 |
poem by Aniruddha Pathak
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My footsteps resounds on the yellow wood floors
My footsteps resound
on yellow wood floors
and around me rooms are empty
as you have left
and have taken most of our possessions along.
Every step feels like into a strange place
and still I have been living here for years
and everything is really well known
and I hear the dogs barking outside
even before my cellular phone rings
and your lover wants to talk to me
and I send him straight to hell,
but he phones again
and says that he is outside at the gate.
I tell him that I am not interested
and to drive off
but still he stays
and the dogs and I
have the inclination
to get hold of him
and when I come out of the house
there is thunder in me
and at the gate he drives away
with screaming tires
ripping the grass out
of the sidewalk
and stripes are left on the tar road.
I make some tea
while my blood is boiling
and want to phone you, but what the hell
and whatever you want
can go and lie with your lap dog
and I have nothing more to say to you
and the house is empty without you
and without your children’s voices,
but there a serenity folding over me
and I am without you
and it’s a blessing
the value of that I note much later.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The angel in heaven
God today you took away a much loved person.
Who we all loved so much.
Our lives have changed forever.
And this pain we have to bear.
All I ask is that you take good care of him.
And help us to understand.
Why he was called so soon.
I know that he'll be with me every step of the way.
And at times things may get tough
And I wont know what to say.
Thats when I think of you.
Grandad I no myou would of wanted me to be strong.
I try even though it all seems wrong.
As I prepared to say the final good bye.
The tears began to flow.
And the healing process slow.
Only becuase I lost someone who really cared.
As I look for you in places where you usually were.
I begin to realise you not very far.
You still live on in my heart.
Your shoes no one can fill.
Your chair remains empty not to be filled again.
As time goes by I manage a smile.
As you left so many memories that goes on for miles.
The pain is less and less.
But you I do still miss.
Nothing is going to bliss
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Obsession
Music : Klaus Meine, Peter Wolf
Lyrics: Klaus Meine
Girl I don't think of you
At least that's what I try to do
And I just miss those days
Our secret little place, Oh well
But I'll be there
Anytime your heart is desperate just to love someone
I want you to call my now
Cause it feels so good to be your lover
When my lips are kissing you all over
And no matter what I do I can't get you off my mind
I just want this night to last forever
It can not get any better
In my life
Now I don't feel the pain
My world went upside down insane
And I don't miss those nights
Now maybe that's a lie as well
Still I'll be there
Anytime your heart is desperate just to love someone
I want you to call my now
Cause it feels so good to be your lover
When my lips are kissing you all over
And no matter what I do I can't get you off my mind
I just want this night to last forever
It can not get any better
In my life
And I'll be there
Anytime your heart is desperate just to love someone
I want you to call my now
Cause it feels so good to be your lover
When my lips are kissing you all over
And no matter what I do I can't get you off my mind
I just want this night to last forever
It can not get any better
In my life
There's nothing left to do
But to say those words to you
Oh yes I do
song performed by by Scorpions
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Missing You Terribly Meta
The days always seem gloomy
The nights are cold and lonely
Time also passes by so slowly
When I can't see you daily.
Though I'm as busy as can be
I still think of you constantly
Wish I could hold you tightly
as tightly hold the pilow
And tell you that you mean the world to me.
I just miss you so terribly
That without you life seems empty
I can only look forward longingly
To all your hugs and kisses especially.
Meta.
k.t
poem by Khushi throne
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My Heart... What Happened?
my heart is broken and its all because of you
my heart cant be put back together with some glue
my heart is full of pain and u dont even care
my heart really needs you but your not even there
my heart now as an empty space
my heart needs u to fill that place
my heart feels the friendship will never be replaced
my heart wants you to still keep me safe
my heart knew this friendship would grow into something more
my heart knew you were going to shut that door
my heart told me to let you know how i really feel
my heart told me if he lets go then its not actually real
my heart never told me if i told you i would loose a friend
my heart never told me my world would come to an end
my heart thought you wouldn, t walk out for good
my heart thought u would of understood
my heart now misses all fun we have had together
my heart now wishes we should of stayed friends forever
my heart just had to give in and put up with the fact that you are gone
my heart has let you win and made me realise that i was wrong
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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My Heart....What Happened
my heart is broken and its all because of you
my heart cant be put back together with some glue
my heart is full of pain and u dont even care
my heart really needs you but your not even there
my heart now as an empty space
my heart needs u to fill that place
my heart feels the friendship will never be replaced
my heart wants you to still keep me safe
my heart knew this friendship would grow into something more
my heart knew you were going to shut that door
my heart told me to let you know how i really feel
my heart told me if he lets go then its not actually real
my heart never told me if i told you i would loose a friend
my heart never told me my world would come to an end
my heart thought you wouldn, t walk out for good
my heart thought u would of understood
my heart now misses all fun we have had together
my heart now wishes we should of stayed friends forever
my heart just had to give in and put up with the fact that you are gone
my heart has let you win and made me realise that i was wrong
poem by Taylor Dumm
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My Heart...What Happened?
my heart
my heart is broken and its all because of you
my heart cant be put back together with some glue
my heart is full of pain and u dont even care
my heart really needs you but your not even there
my heart now as an empty space
my heart needs u to fill that place
my heart feels the friendship will never be replaced
my heart wants you to still keep me safe
my heart knew this friendship would grow into something more
my heart knew you were going to shut that door
my heart told me to let you know how i really feel
my heart told me if he lets go then its not actually real
my heart never told me if i told you i would loose a friend
my heart never told me my world would come to an end
my heart thought you wouldn, t walk out for good
my heart thought u would of understood
my heart now misses all fun we have had together
my heart now wishes we should of stayed friends forever
my heart just had to give in and put up with the fact that you are gone
my heart has let you win and made me realise that i was wrong
poem by Taylor Renae Smith
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Certain Inalienable Rights
Once the curtains have all been drawn
Privately the final choice will be made
Chosen by lot and not by ballot
Racism wins in a landslide….
2008 © TS
poem by Ted Sheridan
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Cell Phone Mania
Cell phones to the right,
Cell phones to the left,
Cell phones, cell phones,
everywhere I look.
Red alert, stop! Listen,
shut up and drive,
shut up and read,
Cell phones, why so many.
Everyone talking,
cell phones in cars,
cell phones in bars,
eating places, cell phones.
There you can't escape
from them, you say
to yourself, the restroom,
no one would dare
use cell phone in there,
oh no, I hear someone,
talking to me, I answer them,
oh, sorry sir, did not know you
were on cell phone.
Oh, so many,
shut up, and walk.
Do away with cell phones,
and it would be like,
the crash of '29'.
People need cell phones,
sometimes their nice,
to have, but so many,
cell phones, might
as well join them
if you can't lick 'em,
join them.
Cell phone, cell phone
now how do I use this
thing, oh cell phone, cell phone,
Hello, Hello, oh that's
you mert.
wrote 1-19-07
The Sadness of The Empty Home
The light flickers on
Illuminates the empty hallway
The thud, click of a door in closing
Brings a silence to the room
A heavy sigh escapes
A look to the mirror sees only
Tired eyes looking back
A bag lain upon the small table
The light turned back off
On route to yet another room
Light creeps through the window
Allowing enough to see
The sound of a running tap
Filling the kettle for a final drink
Keys thrown upon a side
The clatter of cups and spoons
Then further silence
Now the creaking of a staircase
Another door opened
Another light flicked on
The curtains drawn to the world
Drink set beside the bed
The silence of the empty home
Fills the heart with loneliness
A television switched into life
Nothing worth watching
Just a sound there to fill
The silence and the sadness
Of the empty home
poem by Matthew Holloway
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What Do You Call it?
What do you call it, when you have a disability,
And once your were at a church, and now you're not;
But no one from the church comes but say excuse me,
I cannot be there, I no longer can cope, did I put them in a spot?
What do you call it, is it an excuse, or am I contagious at all?
If your in a wheelchair, Being in a church my problem is small;
Why can't look past the chair, and see my need, today,
Even a phone call would help, but their heart says no way.
What do they call it, If some one is not so very well,
And can't get to church, pain is bad, they won't hear when I tell;
That I need fellowship from folks, so I don't shrink,
But they don't listen, their brains just don't think.
What does God call it, to leave a Christian alone,
That isn't very well, and yet, no one will ring on the phone;
I thought the Lord taught us, think of others first,
And when one is unwell, they shouldn't allow their bubble to burst.
Please Lord! Help me to have fellowship in some way,
When I can't get to church, they'd come some day;
It hurts to be left, with no calls, cards, or visitors as well,
Please Lord, make them think, to make my phone to bell.
poem by Margaret Haig
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