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But Still...

before you know
i'll be gone from this world
and so from your world too
like a whiff of smoke
do i wish to dissolve
into the elements never to return
but where do i go?
the thought does haunt me
several times as i keep awake
into an empty night...
down down there i hear
hey, haven't you done that
many a time by now?
you've known the other day
death and life
is of seventy two cycles
why brood over your next destination
you had been there before
in the solitude of a vacant night
the voice booms and rings...

but still...

29dec2009
12.04hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Real World

Days, times we will remember
When innocence was lost
We let our hearts move on
So many dreams we thought would last forever
Today it doesnt matter
All those dreams are gone, they are gone, oooh
Tell me how it feels again
Oh, show me that its real and then
Ill walk away, from my own reflection
The stranger that I knew
The stranger that was you
And now I face a cold return to sender
A truce but no surrender
A voice that wont ring true, where are you? oooh
I reach over the edge
And throw a penny in the wishing well
Its so deep that I can tell
That in the real world
Theres fewer stars in the sky
And in the real world
You can get hear children cry at night
This is the real world
There is no time, for a life of solitude
Only hunger and survival
In the world we were born into, were alone, oooh
And it brings me to my knees
Our father lay me down to sleep
Father please
Pray the lord my soul to keep
Keep us in the real world
Keep us in the real world
Dont have to tell you
In the real world
Theyll damn you if you try
In the real world
Let it begin with you and i
This is the real world
Theres fewer stars in the sky
This is the real world
You can get hear children cry at night
Now in the real world
Theyll damn you if you try
And in the real world
Let it begin with you and i
Living in the real world
Yeah, living in the real world

song performed by by Foreigner
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lost Love, Never Found

So many times I have been asked,
"Are you alone on this moonlit night?
Do you live in solitude, never to open your eyes to the world?
Do you know of all those alive
Searching everyday for somebody to love and for
Somebody with whom to fall in love with? "
Someone to give you flowers,
To dine with or to hold in one's arms?
Are you alone on a rainy night, or
By yourself on a lovely spring day,
Taking each step you take in solitude,
With nobody to share your thoughts with-
How many years have you lived alone
With nobody to open your heart up to? "
These are the words and questions of many-
Also asking me how many times I have loved and lost-or
Have you loved and lost before in
Any given moment in time?
All I can do is to respond and say to that world out there continuously wondering is that
I am the queen of my own world; my eyes open to my own thoughts,
Alone in the world of my own imaginings and
Rejoicing every day and night to be
Alone in my own special castle- loving myself and
Being my own best and closest friend-
Solitude is a safe and pleasurable haven for me-
I am alone but never lonely- and if one is to ask me
"Have you ever been in love before and lost?
I can only respond- "I have never lost a love before, because in your eyes,
A love I have never found-but I have learned to be a friend and a loving companion to myself- I trust myself, value my talents and dance, sing and laugh everyday
With myself in solitude- I suppose I have loved before and do love now, as
I have become my own best and closest friend-
I have never loved and lost- because I adore my spirit for some time now and
I haven't had to search further than my own home and yard to find myself, and
It hasn't taken much time for me to come to the realization that
I can find flowers in my own back yard, and
Myself, I shall never lose…

poem by Claudia Krizay
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Still Dreaming

No Ill not renounce my views do what others do
Id rather drink the hemlock than be like you, to my soul untrue
It never gets easier so quit tryin pleasing her
Everything is a choice so let me hear your voice
Born in October night
feeling was out a sight
skin Im in now and then
moves like a meteorite
noise in our culture
is built in our nature
another era will decode
as we head toward rapture
suppose were all gifted
suppose that the mist is
a metaphor for change
suppose the veil will be lifted
sacrament that I hold
close and I feel noble
solar marigolds light the souls
return from that other world
Sometimes when Im awake
I cant tell if Im still dreaming
Theres so much here at stake
When every moment is just fleeting
Sometimes when Im awake
I cant if Im still dreaming
It never gets easier so quit tryin pleasing her
Everything is a choice so let me hear your voice
rip up the evening post
kill parasitic hosts
we can shoulder all the karma
that came with Los Alamos
return the sky bottle blue
return that forgotten hue
a looking glass world
seeing into and through you
soul and body are my twins
the latter will give in
when the former views the ocean
as not too cold to get in
to alien life forms
these waters are real warm
but beware we can change the weather
and create a snowstorm
Sometimes when Im awake
I cant tell if Im still dreaming
Theres so much here at stake
When every moment is just fleeting
Sometimes when Im awake
I cant tell if Im still dreaming
No Ill not renounce my views do what others do
Id rather drink the hemlock than be like you, to my soul untrue
It never gets easier so quit tryin pleasing her
Everything is a choice so let me hear your voice

song performed by by 311
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Solitary Man

Sometimes I feel like a solitary man.
Under the night sky writing what I can.
No one else is moving or driving cars.
The world belongs to me under the stars.

While pondering in my solitude
Without a thought or plan,
Thoughts jump into the mind
Of this solitary man.

I don't know where they come from.
They are just my own surprise.
Sometimes I'd swear that they have come
Through a different set of eyes.

In prison I know that solitary
Can drive a person mad.
But in those I once sent there,
For the solitude they seem glad.

The Lord needed His solitude
For at one time forty days.
And again when in the garden,
Where for the souls of men He prayed.

So in my time of solitude
I also have time to pray.
It's when I feel the closest,
To Him in my night each day!

poem by Robert Edgar Burns
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You Are So Far Away

You are so far away, I say,
My life is an empty cage
Inside which they put me into last night-
An empty room, an empty space,
An empty heart and a forbidden soul-
Grabbed by my limbs, Kicking and screaming?
All I could hear were the tears my own despair,
It only matters that they brought me to this prison last night- and
The only light I see is creeping through the crack
Of a locked door and reflecting against the
Aluminum strap of my restraints- You are so far away-
You, my family deceased as of nineteen years,
You, my home in my solitude-
You, what was left of my sanity? I scream to be set free,
I beg to be let out of this tenement of my suffering-
Nobody hears my cries- Silent or loud and desperate,
I call myself a wild animal, fearful of human assassins,
None but a helpless child not knowing right from wrong.
The key to this door that I am locked behind,
Within my state of terror and the indifference of this
Cruel and mindless world,
I am a child who has never known her mother's love and
Who never learned to run from the confinement of the hell into which I was born?
I stand upon the peak of a phantasmal mountain
Looking down upon a river in which I could drown
If I were to jump-inside the world of my dreams
I would like to jump and swim the length of this river below
Until I return to the solitary universe I had once created for myself-
And the people I have created inside my own mind and right now
I speak to you, these people- 'You are so far away, ' and
I have begun to realize that my life has been none but a glorified delusion-
Please set me free from this suicidal prison- set me free from
These devilish beings tampering with my mind,
Has the horrific day now come to lock me away forever?
No one can hear my desperate cries,
I am a lost spirit on the verge of emotional death-
Who is to be snatched away from all that is real-?
I have never been heard because in so many misunderstood ways,
I have been deemed to be none but a wounded soul whose thoughts are so far away
From anything real and only I can only live inside the world of my dreams which is to
Everyone else is too far away to reach? And my voice-too far away to be heard?

poem by Claudia Krizay
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I Hear Your Voice

So many nights thought that I was doing fine
Thought that time had chased your picture from my mind
So many times thought my heart was finally strong
Now I find this heart of mine was so wrong
I thought Id finally learned to get on with my life
I hear your voice-(call)
Your voice (call)
Your voice (call)
The way it used to do
I feel my heart (fall)
I try to keep you off my mind
But every time I do, I hear your voice
So many days I thought that I could love again
But any fool in love would know thats all pretend
You always seem to find your way
Back in my dreams and I cant break free
Chorus
You know I tried so many times just to forget you
Ive tried to walk away from you
Oh girl, its just no use
I hear your voice (call)
Your voice (call)
Your voice (call)
Calling me.. calling me the way...
I feel my heart (fall)
I try to keep you off my mind
But every time I do,
I hear your voice
I hear your voice
I hear your voice

song performed by by Lionel Richie
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When love feels brittle

I

At times love feels so brittle
as if a rush of wind
can break the beautiful thing
that binds us to each other
as if the night is rushing on
and the last light of love is fading
slowly away and dying a vacant death.

At times the way life goes
smashes us apart with unplanned,
unexpected and unmeant hurt,
but it only shows how precious
life really is and how short it can be
and that we must make the most
of every moment that we get.

II

If feelings are so true,
as between you and me
time has no real impact
and words unsaid
and deeds not done
do not really matter.

Behind your golden eyes
deeper meaning lurks
and the knowledge
that we are meant
to help each other,
to understand even when
meaning disappears
and to love and to stay true.

III

l’Envoi

At times I see tears in your eyes,
hear the pain in your sighs,
see you roll and twist all night
and I wish to command the power
to make things undone
and to turn time around
but just being near,
to comprehend your pain and fear,
to hear the tremble in your voice,
to hold you against my chest,
to cry, plan and laugh together
is far greater than the rest
and I am truly blessed
that destiny has brought you to me.

poem by Gert Strydom
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I Know Youre Out There Somewhere

I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know Ill find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
And somehow Ill return again to you
The mist is lifting slowly
I can see the way ahead
And Ive left behind the empty streets
That once inspired my life
And the strength of the emotion
Is like thunder in the air
cos the promise that we made each other
Haunts me to the end
I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice
I know Ill find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
I know Ill find you somehow
And somehow Ill return again to you
The secret of your beauty
And the mystery of your soul
Ive been searching for in everyone I meet
And the times Ive been mistaken
Its impossible to say
And the grass is growing
Underneath our feet
I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice
I know Ill find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
I know Ill find you somehow
And somehow Ill return again to you
From the words that I remember
From my childhood still are true
That theres none so blind
As those who will not see
And to those who lack the courage
And say its dangerous to try
Well they just dont know
That love eternal will not be denied
I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice
I know Ill find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
I know Ill find you somehow
And somehow Ill return again to you
Yes I know its going to happen
I can feel you getting near
And soon well be returning
To the fountain of our youth
And if you wake up wondering
In the darkness Ill be there
My arms will close around you
And protect you with the truth
I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere, somewhere
I know youre out there somewhere
Somewhere you can hear my voice
I know Ill find you somehow
Somehow, somehow
I know Ill find you somehow
And somehow Ill return again to you

song performed by by Moody Blues
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989. What Is Solitude?

Amma, What Is Solitude?

World is always busy.
Blind mind too busy all the time.

I seek a place to be in solitude,
To brood over the meaningfulness
-of the existence of the world;
-of the existence of the mind.

On hill tops,
On river sides,
On vast deserts,
On sea shores,
In green vales …

Wherever I go,
Both world and mind follow me ever.
Can’t get rid of these shameless ones.

What is the meaning of SOLITUDE?

poem by Raman Savithiri
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Sleepless Eyes Make Sleepless Night

Sleepless eyes make sleepess night
Please world
Give me something to hold on tight,
For even though I have
Sleepless eyes that make sleepess night
I yearn to rest, a rest so peaceful
Only death can make it right.
Sleepless eyes make sleepless night
Please world
Restore my life so it can be in my sight
For all I see is death
Because only death can make it right.
Sleepless eyes that make sleepless night
Rest assues that the world
Will give in and not put up a fight
Otherwise there is but death
Only death can make it right.
Sleepless eyes make sleepless night
Please world
Shine hope back into my life with light
So brightand warm it makes
Death seem not so right.
Sleepless eyes that make sleepness night
Give me the strength and will
That the world will share its might
To fight against death
For only death can make it right.
Sleepless eyes make sleepless night
Please close your eyes
So death will disappear with the sunlight
And let the world
Be the only one to make right.

poem by Music Galore
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Tell It Like It Is

Say it say it say it tell it like it is
Say it say it say it tell it like it is
What breaks your heart
What keeps you awake at night
What makes you want to breakdown and cry
But say youll never turn your back
Say youll never harden to the world
Say youll never try to still the rhythms in your breast
Say youll never look at the evil among us and try to forget
Say youll tell it like it is
Say it say it say it so everyone can hear
Say it say it say it tell it like it is
What breaks your hear
What keeps you awake at night
How your anger and grief
Make you want to cry out
And tell it like it is
But say youll never close your eyes
Or pretend that its a rosy world
Say youll never try to paint
What is rotten with a sugarcoat
Say youll talk about the horrors youve seen and the torment you know
And tell it like it is
Say it say it say it
So no one can forget
Say it say it say it tell it like it is
What breaks your heart
What keeps you awake at night
What makes you want to break the ties that silence and bind
And tell it like it is
Say youll never cover your ears and close your mouth
And live in a silent world
Say youll only run as far or as fast as you need to be secure
Say that then youll tell the truth
When a lie could cross your lips
And tell it like it is
Say it say it say it - say it say it say it
Say it say it say it - say it say it say it
Say it say it say it - say it say it say it
Say it say it say it - say it say it say it

song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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In Solitude

A glass of red wine spent
Recalling life's events
Crowded in my skin
In Solitude

Relishing a melody of lament
Drifting through my window
Gliding in uninvited
In solitude

Last night I cried out loud
For the sake of hearing a sound
Though I did not hear me
In solitude

Gawking at my naked fear
Of living a life unseen
Yearning to belong
In solitude

I woke up in the evening
Read a book out loud
My voice wavering
In Solitude

As the heroine yearned
In an isolated crowd
To be loved
In solitude

I walked around naked
In my new home
My skin in flames
In solitude

Every molecule of air
Brushing against me
Scorched in vain
In solitude

It was raining that morn
When I came to life
My throat stinging
In solitude

I see no soul
I hear no breathing
I smell no skin
In solitude

I mourn not waking up
Next to my beloved
To warm my frozen hind
In solitude

Yet, I feel no cold
And life goes on
As I bury myself
In solitude

poem by Deva De Silva
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My Burning Quest

I hear your voice reverberate
Captured on crumbling acetate
The music we made in our past
We thought those times would ever last
My guitar rang, the drums did boom
I listen from this darkened room
Our music jams, our songs, our friends
Dissolve into a dream that ends
Those carefree days, our sweet escape
These dreams remain on this old tape
Our songs, we gave them our best try
But I forget, the times slipped by
The music of our hearts' delight
Is now just echoes in the night
To raise our band from its long rest
I vow to make my burning quest.

poem by Night Flyer
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Forsaken Me

Forsaken Me
By: Adam M. Snow

Night by night, I lie awake wishing for soothing rain,
With loss of hope and faith I ask to ease this lonely pain.
With feeling lost and full of doubt, struggling through this frozen time,
And this stench of lies between the worldly grime,
Now follows behind me forevermore.
I hear the ghost of mine alone calling throughout the night,
With darkness within his voice, tormented with delight.

'Forsaken me' must he said.
And I, afraid of what now to come.
'Forsaken me' the voice grows strong.
And I, longing for what now to come.

But thus this be but a dream or thus this be but a life without a dream?
A life without faith and hope and all, does it seem?
Could this be but a mirror of my life?
Forsaken me, is all I hear,
Yet it shows me, itself is fear,
And I ponder to why it is here.
Could it be that death is near?

'Forsaken me' must he said.
And I, afraid of what now to come.
'Forsaken me' the voice grows strong.
And I, longing for what now to come.

Again, must I go through this,
The feeling of emptiness,
And the knowledge that all could end,
And this heart to not be mend?
Again, must I go through this,
To throw myself back into abyss?

'Forsaken me' must he said.
And I, afraid of what now to come.
'Forsaken me' the voice grows strong.
And I, longing for what now to come.

Maybe it's time to face my ghost,
And all the things that I boast,
And forsaken me nonetheless,
And free myself from all the stress.
Now I lie myself to sleep,
Forsaken myself with terrible heap.

'Forsaken me' the voice goes on,
Even 'gainst the blackest of dawn.
'Forsaken me' forevermore,
With every burden I must bore.

I see the ghost in tainted light,
Following the waking of the night.
Condemn me, condemn me,
It knows not what this curse may be.
Forsaken me, forsaken me,
Let my broken life see.

'Forsaken me' must he said.
And I, afraid of what now to come.
'Forsaken me' the voice grows strong.
And I, longing for what now to come.

My life's in shackles,
My misery, my hackles,
My longing for redemption.
I see a door, cracked and torn,
As I bow my head to mourn,
For my endless shadow of my endless fate,
Swallowed by everything that I hate.

'Forsaken me' the voice goes on,
Even 'gainst the blackest of dawn.
'Forsaken me' forevermore,
With every burden I must bore.

Must this ghost be me but an echo of what yet to come?
The presence I feel, the nameless numb.
Must this be my suffering end?
Must I now make amend,
With but a single heartache,
On the night of my Irish wake?

'Forsaken me' the voice goes on,
Even 'gainst the blackest of dawn.
'Forsaken me' forevermore,
With every burden I must bore.

Could it be that the ghost I spoke of,
Could it be that it's really me?
Gone from this world, lonely as can be.
Forsaken, as the years go by,
And to find all things must die.
Being left in solitude,
Cold and alone and yes, even nude.
Myself I now forsaken,
Curse to sleep and never awaken.

poem by Adam M. Snow
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Across The Void

In this darkness of solitude-
My heart weeps a sorrowful song-
Into the night-
To the lonely moon,
In a starless,
Black sky-
As in the Winter wind,
I hear your voice gently whisper to me,
Of our love...
And the very thought of thee,
My love;
Warms my soul...
And dreary,
Lonely hours pass-
Like a single,
Sluggish grain of sand in an hourglass-
As if the bottom must be full,
Like a Saharan sand-dune-
'Fore I can embrace thee again...
As I long for thee,
My love-
And I ache for thee,
My love-
From across this void of solitude..
Its as if night transcends day,
Till I can unite with thee again-
Only then shall the sunshine return-
To quell this lonely,
Perpetual night;
My love...

poem by Philip Alarie
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None Of It Matters

There was a time, once in my life,
I was a lot like you.
I lied to myself, hid from the truth,
Yeah, I was a lot like you.
I lived like a king, acted the fool,
Thought I was satisfied.
Betrayed by a kiss,
Is that all there is,
None of it really matters.
What a way to live your life,
When you gonna get enough?
Why you always keeping score,
Coz you aint all that tough
(CHORUS)
All of your gold, all of your toys,
None of it matters.
Look at yourself in your little world,
None of it matters.
You got a destination (Top of the world),
And you got a reservation.
You look at her, she looks away,
Shes not impressed with you.
No not like before, so open your eyes,
Cant buy her happiness.
Tell me whatcha do it for,
Dontcha ever feel ashamed,
All you ever want is more,
So when you getting off the train?
(REPEAT CHORUS)
She dont want your diamond rings,
But she wants to feel alive.
Shes more than just your pretty thing,
She needs love, shes a human being.
You got a destination (Top of the world),
And you got a reservation.
(REPEAT CHORUS)

song performed by by Open Skyz
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In one night

In one night
My world changed forever
In one night
I became a woman
In one night
I threw away my innocence.

In one night
In the front seat of a care
I threw away everything
I'd been taught for years
For a boy I thought loved me
But in the end, used me.

In one night
I cried more than ever
In one night
I lay awake for hours
In one night
I hoped I didnt get pregnant.

In one night
I regretted my decision
Wishing I could undo the past
And the images forever in my mind
I fell for a guy who would never love me
In one night, I forgot who I used to be.

poem by Karley Kay
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Touch The Night

Out on the road the traffic slowed down to a crawl
Strobe lights flashin on the overpass
The tangled steel could not reveal what no one saw
Or how he walked away without a scratch
He thought of her and walked along the exit ramp
He touched the night between two old street lamps.
And every one will touch the night
And every one will touch the night
And every one will touch the night.
Imagine blue dissolve into the empty night
Slowly fadin no one answerin
She walked away and left him standing all alone
Between the shadows of his memory
And those who loved and lost will know the way it feels
To touch the night without the one you love.
And every one will touch the night
And every one will touch the night
And every one will touch the night.

song performed by by Neil Young
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Let The Night Sleep

Let the night sleep
Sleep for ever deep
With the night I sleep
Beyond the world to peep
Universe will sleep
Plants and trees
Birds and bees
Stars and moon
To sleep very soon!
Fruits and flowers
Joy with showers
Will sleep with me and the night
Not to keep the life very tight!
No dawn of the day
Right upto the dooms day!
Sleep permanent
In the world impermanent
I'll sleep without light
My agonies will sleep
My worries will sleep
My pains will sleep
My sins will sleep!

While in sleep
I am pure
I am peace
I am noble!

While my body is asleep
Awake my soul I keep
Sleep akin to death
Death akin to sleep in mirth?

Let the night sleep
Sleep for ever deep
With night I sleep
Sleep to eternity
Soul to merge in Divinity!

poem by Subbaraman N V
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The Bell Rings

The bell rings through its own shadow.
Death knoll. Death knoll.
Reverberates and simulates the grief of eternity.

Valentine's love song chimes unheard in the ears of the pained.
They walk in stuffy, dry lines behind the moving pyre.
Why are they afraid to cry? Tradition dictates
Happiness.
They are moving to
The next world.
But no one laughs and coincidentally
No one cries
As the slow snake of despair slithers silently to the side of the stream.

The bell rings through its own shadow.
Death knoll. Death knoll.
Reverberates and simulates the grief of eternity.

Once a partnership expressed in words, now in emotion.
On this day we have opposites. The smoke rises from the bank
And every man has his head bowed. Every woman out of purile
RESPECT veils their face with mourning.
There
is
a
chain which is now broken.
There was love, there was a song,
Sung by the air, now full of smoke and flames,
Surged by the winds, now carrying her ashes
Now there is sadness and death.

The bell rings through its own shadow.
Death knoll. Death knoll.
Reverberates and simulates the grief of eternity.

The lotus trees dip over the side of the river where we used
To meet. There are two spaces on the grass were we sat.
They are empty now. The petals float away, carrying your memories
As the smoke in the air.

The bell rings through its own shadow.
Death knoll. Death knoll.
Reverberates and simulates the grief of eternity.

poem by Alex Sigston
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