Lost Children
The Lost Children Nov 6,2010
Taken, lost, misplaced from our minds, our souls
Culture, family, our way of life, ourselves.
Taken up drinking, drugs, abuse, being abused
Self- hatred and death.
Dealing with hate, uncontrolled anger, displace anger,
self-pity. Not knowing where it should go
and why it's still here. Oh, we know why.
Life, once giving, sharing, the telling of stories of great
Warriors, chiefs and of great women that held them together.
Stories of hunting, and cherishing mother earth,
Visions of it all have now become blurred.
Days of hardships, imprisonment, within us can never be expressed.
My grandmother and her family are products of people
Lost.
poem by Jill Laughlin
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Death of a family
Drinking and fighting.
Fighting and drinking.
When does it ever end?
What ever happened to the word 'Family'?
Does it exist any more?
Mother against daughter.
Daughter against Mother.
How can you hate your own blood?
When the Matriarch of our
family died, the beautiful rug
that was our family unraveled with
her. Now, I feel as if the family
rug has unraveled down to me.
I am now left to mourn the tragic
death of my great grandmother and
my family. Is there anybody out
there who can save me from this
ocean of despair?
poem by Jamal Brown
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Anger -part 2
angry, mad, confused, , abused, furious, hate, hatred, hate me kill me slap me slap u kill you punch me kick beat me shoot me do all this to u ur anger kills me ur anger makes me angry love is lost lost is hopeless i am not hopeless i am lost my hope ive killed it ive driven it away its not gone its here sumwhere it is in my surroundings sumwhere lost this anger it drves me crazy it makes me wanna become unhopeless but still i am lost confused in all this nonsense i smell the incense of candles burnin there far in the great darkness the darkside fear and resentment i felt these all thru the last year ise a fool foolishness ive been it killed me ive hated this fool i was i was angered i try i try hard ill slap it stop it stop me from killing my anger i need it but i dont im happy inside im a good guy or am i wasnt no this year has killed me it was a slow year i go go in my own way to anther way with this anger kept in check kept in the very being of my soul stay sudside go from the darkside avoid at all costs even yes it kills even if at all costs it kills me yes lose this furiousness stop the abuse its all in my head but sometime physical and confusion make one curious but must stop it end it must kill the anger so one day i can b happy and sane and never be lost or confused again.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Lost To Find My Lot
Lost in a world, that scares me to death,
Lost in a crowd I’m losing my breath,
Lost as a kid, lost as an adult
I feel everything is falling apart and its my fault
Lost as a person, cant find my way
Lost in life every day, Lost in worry
Who am I?
I’ve lived a Lie
Lost to Kindness,
Lost to Love
Lost in the sky,
Like a lonely dove
Lost in thought which I shouldn’t do
It Winds me up,
I can’t get through
Lost to comfort all kind words
Lost to advice that isn’t heard
Lost to those who really care?
All these people always there
Lost in Me, I need a break
Lost in wonder which road should I take?
Lost in a place I don’t know well
Where are you now? There’s no one to tell
Lost here all alone To break these walls
Lost in mind
Lost in soul
Lost memories, there just a hole
Lost family, lost my place
Still yet I’m full of hate
Lost in boredom think I’ll leave
There’s a lot in life I need to achieve
poem by Olivia Braun
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A Death Of A Women
a death of a women is a lost for us
a lost of a great personality
a lost of some one special
a lost of a mother n a loving sister
a lost of a great wealth
a death of a women is full of cries
a death of a protected shield
a death of a key of paradise
a death of a trainer;
a taker carer
a death of a women,
is a death of our heaven
a death of a cheering smile
a death of a emotions n wishes
a death of a world!
poem by Angels beauty
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Pain, hope, anger, Tired, fear, lost.
Pain, hope, anger.
Tired, fear, lost.
the pain within is only our own to bare
the hope is our mind playing tricks on us
the anger is finding there is no life
the tired of being pushed around
the fear of losing
the lost
Pain consumes the world
Hope is lost
anger is held high
Tired always
Fear consumes our minds
Lost is all our hopes
Pain can not beat us
Hope still shines the smallest ray of light
anger is controled
fear minimizes
lost is the feeling of emptyness
The pain wont hold us back
The hope shines the way
The anger can not harm
The fear is gone
The lost is home.
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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The Valley of Acid Tears
I think my writing's of poems has come to an end
They've told the stories about my family
Lost Love, Wars, The Hells, Places I've been
Damaged Souls
The Stories of Tears that just won't end
The Things that just has to be said
That caused the Tears
The Dark Secrets
Truth about a family of Abuse
Anger
Live's full of sin
Reality would talk about how it's time to move on
We were the resemblances of survival
A family gone
And for our futures journeys to the other side of life
Yet even now with that knowledge of my family
My own lifetime of strife
My broken dreams and shattered hearts
I was still surprised by the cords that were still tied
The story of how I came to that bridge of lost love
Where hopelessness reigned
Where helpless tears cried
The place where time had come for changes, repentance
Above all else knowledge that I needed to be righteous before I lied
It didn't take an Einstein to read between the lines
I just wished my family could've realized that
And about the furture life after the boxes of pines
How I stood at that bridge and cried harder than ever before
Thought of them and the love lost
Then even harder more
How I moved forward for the damaged soul of mine
Wondered what was left, did we have any more time?
You see my family! I know that it had to be this way
That everyone has a chance to move on or lay where you lay
Even now you know I loved you like now one else ever could
After all it was only that love that made it so I could be good
Yes I had to be good!
Fact is,
I wanted it more than anything
But for you at the bridge, and your memories
A little longer I stood
And then how the tears flowed
More than I thought that they ever could
So the day will come for you to hear my thoughts
Maybe even read
Even now I wonder who'll listen
Who'll heed
It was hard to speak even now about abuse
The Valley of Acid Tears
My moving on
These last few years
My family will never know about that
Nor understand what its been like
Nor visit those places I been
The times I needed their help
The times my soul was so desperate for their love
My fight,
The fight to become clean and win
I try not to remember how so often they judged me
And the truth that I spoke, as the sin
My poems would speak of the
Bitterness
within my family, my soul
About pain and endless tears,
Waves that washed and flowed
But not once ever did my heart speak,
Nor the stories talk of any hate
Only of love, and lost, the damage, the worries,
My fate
About a bridge I crossed and my moving on
The depths of Hell
And those Hells beyond
The understanding of endless tears
And how they'll never be gone
And how I turned,
My back away from that bridge from that Hell
And even then, and still my family didn't show any care
About the man that loved them, that isn't doing very well
Nor do they get to see the man that has changed his life
For as I walked from that bridge, fake love and
Those unbelievable Hells
I thought
My family, my family, my family it's true
I'm happy you missed the Hells I've been too.
The turning my back away from sin
But not the best part that makes me what I am
Love, true love the best part of any man
So as I walked from that Valley of Acid Tears
Love now speaks Frankly about The House The Home, The Hells
My life in the Valley of the Dammed
poem by Clyde Bryson
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Poets Of The World
Poets are abundance
In this wonderful world
But the ones I respect
Are here and my friends
Their penmanship
Paint their stories of old
From love, life
And hate and
And different
Aspects on life
A mournful child
A lost soul
Loss of lost love
And family and friends
They delve into hardships
Or remember a child smile
They express, they are talented
They be poets of this world
So this I say to one to all
I bow to the poet
That's inside of us all
poem by Kaila George
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Lost and Alone
Lost without love
Lost without family
Lost without friends
Lost without anyone
Lost without memories
Lost without thoughts
Lost without caring
Lost without a heart
Lost without a soul
Lost without feelings
Lost without dreams
Lost without life
Lost without the world
Lost without earth
Lost in my mind
Alone with the devil
Alone to burn in hell
Alone to be remembered
Alone on an island
Alone to be myself
Alone to love myself
Alone to love no one
Alone on earth
Alone in life
Alone with no thoughts
Alone with no love
Alone with no one
Alone with no memories
Alone to think
Alone to know oneself
Alone to find me
poem by Marilee Morley
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Stories About Home
I lived once in the North
And for a while, way in the South
I have some stories... that'll
Tear a man's heart out
These are the one's
I numbered ten... eleven...and twelve...
They moved so fast...
I ended living... in living Hell
But those that I numbered one thru nine...
They let the world see...why... my eyes..
My heart...
Will never again shine
I know It's hard sometimes to live
Where you can't see the sun...
Because of all that... endless rain...
I look to see.. how too... help others
Because I have lived...every kind of pain
So I write the stories...
Some are good
But often... some are very bad
They often leave hearts torn....
Spilling eyes... so sad...
And sometimes... I'll talk about the incredibly bad
But can you see the purpose...of writing
These stories... these poems...
Through the tears.... the weeping... and crying...
It's just my heart....
Trying to find a way...to move back home...
So to anyone whom read these stories. They're what I write.
They're the words of what I feel. They're the stories about wounds,
about that life, my family, about souls that never seem to heal.
They're the words of truth, they help with what I feel. For these stories
are the cause of tears...that just wont end...they're the stories that are
impossibe to bear.
They are the stoires of my family, abuse, of damage
and how love was not spared....
So many stories that'll never disappear
A soul covered with scars
Of sadness that fills a heart
That burns each time those hate words...
And abuse that breaks it apart
Clyde Grant Bryson
poem by Clyde Bryson
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If Only
If love can topple a mountain,
then let our hate get lost at sea.
If only the world lost its predigests,
how wonderful the world would be.
No more fire to anger heart and mind,
only love to still tempest waters.
If only we could unite
and abandon our hate at sea.
No more cries of pleading death,
no more citadels raised to the ground,
no more helplessness
would ever be found.
If only we let, our hate get lost at sea.
3 May 2010
poem by David Harris
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Pity is short lived.
Over the death of mother or father,
One would weep that one lost one’s base.
Over the death of son or daughter,
One would weep that one lost one’s tip.
The death of the spouse will evoke in one
Pity and the feeling of losing support.
The pity is that no one would pity
The one that the one lost oneself in death..
19.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lost In A Lost World
I woke today, I was crying
Lost in a lost world
So many people are dying
Lost in a lost world
Some of them are living an illusion
Bounded by the darkness of their minds
In their eyes its nation, against nation, against nation
With racial pride
Sounds...
Thinking only of themselves
They shun the light
(shun the light)
They think theyre right
(think theyre right)
Living in their empty shells
Oh, can you see their bodies thrashing
(so many people, so many people)
Crashing down around their feet
Angry people in the street
Telling them theyve had their fill
Of politics, people who kill
Grow... the seed of evolution
(so many people, so many people)
Revolution everyone
Its just another form of gun
To do again what they have done
Let all our brothers come and get some
(so many people, so many people)
Everywhere you go you see them searching
Everywhere you turn you feel the pain
Everyone is looking for the answers
Well look again, come on my friend
Love will find us in the end
Come on my friend
(on my friend)
Weve got to bend
(got to bend)
Down on our knees and say a prayer
Oh, can you see the world is pining
(so many people, so many people)
Pining for someone who really cares enough to share his love
With all of us so we can be
An ever loving family
Have we forgotten who loves who
(so many people, so many people)
Children from a family tree
Thats longer than a centipede
Started long ago when you and i
Where only love....
(so many people, so many people)
I woke today, I was crying
Lost in a lost world
So many people are dying
Lost in a lost world
So many people, so many people
People lost in a lost world
So many people, so many people
People lost in a lost world
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Just Wanting To Be Understood
No one understands
No one comprehends the pain I feel
No one cares
What happens to me
No one cares
How I end up
Anger running so deep inside
I've been hurt on too many times
Pain strikes with every thought
Of how life used to be
Friends and loved ones lost
Relationships once had ignited
Everything in life killed
By one feeling
ANGER
Pain streaks through my veins
As I try to feel what I used to
As I try to imagine
The good old days
When everything was better
When someone actually cared
The pain never leaves
From way back when
Images stuck in my head
Thoughts never said
Life sinks into a hole
No one notices what happened
Disappeared and never returned
Best friends never again
More pain hits
Nothing ever the same
Anger so deep you want to kill
Given the chance you probably will
Hatred, pain, past memories relived
Wondering what is in store
How you hate the life you live
Want to hide
And never return
Die and never be seen
Live a different life than you lead
Get out and roam
You've tried before
Never quite got out that door
Always one more thing to do
Never time for just you
No one ever seems to care
Life was better somewhere else
Death seems so much better
But deep down inside
You know it's no the answer
Get out you scream
To your pain
Leave forever
And come not again
Hatred is the cause of this all
Nothing understood by those who care
They don't seem to know you're there
They hear but don't understand
They see but don't comprehend
Life so simple never repaired
Everything seems so useless there
Killing all around us
Between ourselves
Wanting to get out
Of this world we live
Death seems the answer
Yet never said
Tried so hard but never won
Anger towards ones your supposed to love
No more trust
To him you give
Hurt you one to many times
Permanent was the pain
Bruises from his anger you recieve
More anger you then get
Killing not the answer here
Wishing it was
So you could be free
One more freedom you would get
If he weren't around to hit
Anger can't be released anymore
Trouble is caused to much
Always more pain from it
What to do you do not know
Leaving for good would be so great
Getting out of something so bad
Worse than thousand about to die
poem by Dani Sears
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~~I Hate You~
I hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you.i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you. i hate you.
I hate you when you don’t love me
I hate you when you don’t come home
I hate you when you hate me
I hate you when i see you kissing a girl
I’ve always hated you
You’ve broke my heart into little pieces
My life gets worse when I stay
My life gets worse when I drink
My life gets worse when you yell At Me
You’ve always think I was a piece of trash
I hate I hate you I hate you I hate I hate you I hate you I hate you
I hated you So Much!
Look up to your heart. you’ve always hurt me in public
I hated you when you drink
I hate you when I see you around with that Women of yours
It just makes me want to cry.
In the night I cry out loud for MY family, The Ones You’ve Cared And Loved So Much
Always making other decisions
Telling lies to Your family.
But Some Day You’ll Find Away To Get You And The Family Together.
poem by Sonya Wesley
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I lost because of you.
Everything I knew,
I lost because of you.
Everything I had,
I lost because of you.
Everyone I loved,
I lost because of you.
Everyday that came and went,
I lost because of you.
My life,
I lost because of you.
My family,
I lost because of you.
My love,
I lost because of you.
Everything and everyone,
I lost because of you.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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The Triumphent Anger
The anger I have felt
Is the most destructive
And painful thing
I have ever felt.
I have tried
Over and over again
To fight off the terrible feeling
And everytime I've failed.
Because of this anger
I have lost many friends
And almost all of my family's
And friends trust.
This anger that I fight
Each and everyday
Has cost me so much
That it has become almost unbearable.
So in the end
My anger inside
Has become the most
Painfully triumphent thing
In my life.
poem by Dark Guardian
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Lost, lost, lost
Lost, lost, lost
Lost, lost, lost
Men, women and children
No matter what their age
Or what the phase
Of life
Through which they are passing
They are traceable
One never knows
The fact is known
They are lost.
(karnailsingh Heranwale)
poem by Karnail Singh Heirwale
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Calling GOD (No Answer)
Tired and stressed, my body aches
Bitter and cold from past mistakes
Tears are rolling down my cheek
Our saviour Jesus I long to meet
My mind was content when he was close
But now his distant my minds exposed
Im falling apart and feeling lost
My soul was sold but at no cost
Satan's slave is what ive become
Drugs ease my pain till my brain is numb
My minds being poisoned in a wordly way
Depraved and enticed to weak to pray,
before I lost faith I cherished his every word
Now, Lost in the darkness, I let my sights get blurred
The cost to pay for giving into temptation
I life of sin with no salvation.
poem by Nic Hillen
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I Remember The Used
I remember the used,
The ones abused,
Beaten to depression,
Tears of pain,
Lost in confusion,
A world black of hate.
Crying tunes of hate,
The minds of the used,
Now filled with confusion,
Their lives abused,
A state of pain,
The chain of depression,
The memories of depression,
The faces of hate,
Weighed down by pain,
Beaten and used,
The ones abused,
lost in confusion.
The label of confusion,
On a plate of depression,
Given to those abused,
The planted seeds of hate,
A bush beaten and used,
The thorns of pain.
An orchestra of pain,
With notes of confusion,
A song called used,
Interments of depression,
Plays tunes of hate,
To those abused.
This me world abused,
My life a world of pain,
Memories of hate,
The smell of confusion,
The darkness of my depression,
A life used.
The path for the used and abused,
Confusion of those in depression,
The hate caused by pain.
poem by Eric Adams
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