How is that OK...(Its OK...to rape)
Just read a poem
were a women says
its ok to rape
how can that be
when forced upon
how is that ok
when you have no choice
how is that ok
when you fight to no avail
how can what he dose to you be ok
how would you feel
if you were the victim
that walked around thinking
your worthless in life
how would you feel
if you felt dead all your life
not caring, not loving
just not giving a.......
defeats the purpose
and meaning of life
poem by Kaila George
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In Response To 'I Like To Be Raped
When young and innocent
And someone as hurt you
Beyond anything you know
Or understand
You say is it ok to be raped?
Is it ok to be handled
In away because of what a man
Needed to do to you
I just don't understand why
Why would you as a victim think like that?
If he forced himself
With and you not knowing what he meant
It was rape
If he told you it was ok
What he was doing
Fondling you in intimate ways
It was rape
If he says you're only doing
What your mother dose
In ways were he makes you think
It's ok to do those kinds of things
Its rape
Men I have learnt only cater
To their needs
And those are the ones
That have no care what you feel
It's sad to think
That life can be so cruel
Especially to ones
Who think they are no good
I see a child
Confused and scared
One that needs to know
You are not alone
poem by Kaila George
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When you walked in my life...
When you walked in my life
You wiped my tears
When you walked in my life
You built my heart strong
When you walked in my life
You made my life precious
When you walked in my life
You taught me meaning of love
When you walked in my life
You showed me many things
When you walked in my life
You made my love grow for you
When you walked in my life
You told me how much I mean to you
When you walked in my life
You made your caring soul inside me
When you walked in my life
You gave me memories to cherish forever
And I will there for you till my eyes close dear
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Foot steps
I walked the footsteps of life.
Through hot cobbles and fire.
I walked the footsteps of pain and hurt.
I was forced to walk in to the woods.
I was forced to do it.
Forced to have sex against my will.
I was foced to feel hurt and pain.
I walked all kinds of footsteps
Footsteps of life.
God how some did hurt.
I walked the footsteps many times.
The footsteps of rape.
Each time by a different man.
To hurt more each time
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Part Of Life, That is
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Stuck with sticking emotions felt in my gut...
Unable to abandon them.
Or give them up...
Had been a place I'd been,
Back then.
With no one but myself...
And faith,
To help me slowly break away...
Of a hold I had on them to mend.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
I have learned to feel grief deeply,
Where it is felt.
Let it visit.
And then from it to leave!
Not to forget the process...
But to breathe!
Remembering...
With an agony upon my letting go,
Knowing what I felt was painful...
It was also,
Part of life!
A part of life,
That is!
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
Few get to sit in the midst of it.
Part of life that is.
With the giving of opinion and the giving of lip.
Part of life that is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Since You Walked Into My Life
Time after time
Everything that Ive tried
Cant do nothing at all
Everywhere I walk, nowhere to turn
I was losing my way
Crying every day
I was givin up and you walked into my life
I never knew anything about love
In the world that I know
Lovers come and go
Nobody anywhere, talk like you do
Saying dreams can come true
Then you made me feel just like a man should feel
Chorus:
Ever since you walked into my life
All at once, I feel so strong inside
Anything you ask of me
Ill do it faithfully
Since you walked into my life (into my life)
Yeah, girl
Youre the only one for me
Oh, girl
Oh baby (oh baby)
Now Ive got a reason to live
And oh darling
How I love the sweet love you give (oh baby)
And I wanna spend my life with you
Wanna make your dreams come true
Every step you take I wanna be with you
Chorus
I am learning that the touch of love is magic
Feel it once, and you will see your world so differently
Nothing stays the way that it was
Everything begins again
Youre not who youve always been
Chorus
Ever since you came into my life
I wanna be with you, girl
Since you walked into
Since you walked into my life
Girl, nothings ever felt
Nothings ever felt so right
Baby, I wanna be with you
Since you walked into
Since you walked into my life
I wanna be with you
Repeat and fade
song performed by by New Kids On The Block
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Trust Me
I wrote this poem for you
because you need somthing to hold on to.
When your world is falling down,
trust me, I won't let you drown
Your life seems pointless, worthless, ending
but you read this, remembering.
It's not just you, after all
trust me, I won't let you fall.
Try to think of happier days,
not shades of whites, blacks, and greys.
It's not just pitiful, empty, sad,
trust me, it won't always be this bad.
These words mean nothing,
yet to us, they mean everything.
Listen as the music plays on.
Trust me, you've yet to sing your song.
When life gets hard
stand up, walk tall, be stronger
when you feel like no one is there for you
trust me, i'll be right beside you too.
Life will end at a time, not of your choosing
your life can't end by your own doing
when you feel those thoughts creeping near
for you, trust me, I'll always be here.
poem by Brittany Something
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I'll be here
I wrote this poem for you
because you need somthing to hold on to.
When your world is falling down,
trust me, I won't let you drown
Your life seems pointless, worthless, ending
but you read this, remembering.
It's not just you, after all
trust me, I won't let you fall.
Try to think of happier days,
not shades of whites, blacks, and greys.
It's not just pitiful, empty, sad,
trust me, it won't always be this bad.
These words mean nothing,
yet to us, they mean everything.
Listen as the music plays on.
Trust me, you've yet to sing your song.
When life gets hard
stand up, walk tall, be stronger
when you feel like no one is there for you
trust me, i'll be right beside you too.
Life will end at a time, not of your choosing
your life can't end by your own doing
when you feel those thoughts creeping near
for you, trust me, I'll always be here.
poem by Morgan Tayce
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Just A Thought... Something To Share
The pillar of time will test us
humans as we grow older and wiser
with each passing year
we see the good the bad
the strange the weird
the sad the glad
what ever else life has to share
but through it all
through all the pain
the growth the wars
the disasters
that plague this earth
we stand tall and proud
Often we tend to forget
were we come from and who we are
we feel lost alone like nobody cares
but in reality, we just have to
reach out a hand to be loved
to be cared, to be protected,
we tend to think our family’s do not care
but in reality they do they just
don’t know how to show you
how they feel what they need
Humanity is strange as we
often ponder on life’s ifs and buts
sometimes we do things that we regret
thinking at the time it was right
you see the mistakes one dose in their lives
we shake our heads thinking if only I knew
what I now know back then as a teenager
this may be a poem or just a thought
but it was something that needed to be said
something I wanted to share
Who knows if this will help others
to understand the meaning of life
who knows what it really means
to live a full life, to know
and shares ones dreams or
just to accept ones owns fallacy’s
as a human being
live the day, live the moment
and you will be free to be who you want to be.
poem by Kaila George
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Free will and Fear
Cupidity is a door before most...
Avarice is that host...
But greed is the ghost...
Ever wonder why you wanted...
Every good looking male or female?
For you ladies...
Having more then one sex partner...
Was considered taboo...
But for young men...
It was like being a boxer...
Win, win, win....
You the rooster...
She the the hen...
Women you have free-will...
And when you use it right or wrong...
you feel less then strong...
Guys when you use your free-will...
You rob, steal and kill...
for the thrill...
later becoming ill...
God gave us all the choice...
To use free-will...
But what good is free-will...
When it cause you to kill...
Have more then one sex partner...
Rape or mutilate another human...
Now take greed a known factor...
In choice of free-will...
Pride another factor...
The Jones another factor...
War, is there a choice in...
Free-will for the trooper...
Fear, not free-will...
A rape victim giving into the rapist...
Survival or free-will...
(The Feeling) ...
What is it about...
The feeling that makes free-will...
Different from what...
It's thought to BE...
Whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Why
You gotta believe me
You cannot deceive me
You gotta be everything I ever wanted
Will you stand bye me
See what I see
Will you be every little thing to me
Will you...See my
One life's...So righteous
When I...Feel my
True life's...So worthless
Why: Why do I feel this way and why:
You could never ask of me
You cannot count on me
You couldn't ever once rely on me
Still you stand by me
Stand what's in me
Can you feel every little thing to me
Why: Why do I feel this way and why:
Why: Why cant I speak my mind and why:
Can you hear my words
Can you feel me breathing
Can you tell I'm dying
WHY:Everybody falls gotta keep on climbing
WHY:Do I feel this
WHY:Gotta be my life gotta be the meaning
WHY:Do I feel this
Don't believe what they say
Or trust what you hear
If it ever crosses what you know about me
Take a piece from in me
Guard it with pure greed
It's gotta be everything you ever wanted
song performed by by Soil from Scars
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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To Define Your Life’s Purpose
life is for doing
life is for living
life is for giving
life is also for giving
ah but what will you give...
what will be your mark definitive
to define your life’s meaning...
to define your life’s purpose...
to define ultimate essence of your soul
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Feel You
I Feel You
(written by Tom Hensley, Sam Cole)
When the stars go down
And nobody else is around,
I feel you. I feel you.
As I look in your eyes,
Suddenly I realize
How you heal me. You heal me.
My way of giving back
All that you've given me
Is share my life with you
So it will always be.
When we're far apart,
I can reach way down deep in my heart,
And I feel you.
If the night is cold
And I need someone that I can hold,
I feel you.
My way of giving back
All you've given me
Is share my life with you
So it will always be.
I feel you; I feel you.
And if you ever wonder,
Someone right here
Will understand how you feel.
When the lights are low
And I'm looking for somewhere to go,
I feel you. I feel you.
What I seem to know
Is the feeling wherever I go
That you feel me.
I feel you.
I feel you.
song performed by by Neil Diamond
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Life Is Nothing
Life is nothing without you.
It's just continuous time.
Its meaning is lost on me, I fear.
It's just one unendurable climb
to find where you are.
and feel its meaning again.
I felt it before.
I must find it anew.
For life is nothing without you.
Life was everything that life can be
when time stopped moving so slow.
It meant that all the things that I had
kept my life aglow
with pieces of happiness
shining like the sun.
And why was that?
It was because we were one.
We were in tune
with life.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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One In Every Three
They say one in three girls
Will deal with this in their life
But why did I have to be one?
Why must I be in this hype?
What did I do wrong
To be a victim of rape
Not once, nor twice
But three times to date?
My virginity I wanted
But you took that from me
At fourteen I was still a child
But that, you didn't see
And then at fifteen
Again I had to suffer
But you were my cheer coach
You were supposed to make me tougher
Because of your selfishness
I needed a constant high
To forget about you
And the want to die
I got into drugs
Where again I was touched
By unwanted parts
All over my crotch
I woke up under you
I yelled for you to get off
But one hit and 'I'm not done yet'
Was the response that I got
For months I cried
For weeks I tried
To end my dreadful life
By committing suicide
Three years of my life
I'll never get back
Were ripped so suddenly
And threw me off track
I always thought it my fault
But now I finally see
I didn't make these guys
Rub, touch and feel on me
As much as I hate it
I will always be
A victim of rape
And that one in every three
poem by Alycia Forbes
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Without You
Feel so alone and sad
As if the meaning of being alive, exists no more
Nothing I have and nobody is here for me
Often, I feel so lost
Do not know where I belong, since without you life has no meaning
It is better to die than to live a lost life
I know you do not hear me anymore because you simply do not care
Knowing, I will have to be without you for the rest of my life
Feels really terrible and no words can explain this sadness of mine
An empty life I have
In which I am just a lost soul, with no meaning left to live
It is better to die, although even death does not come that easily
Just feel very sad, without you my love.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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For To Reclaim The Night
They march uptown for to reclaim the night
Carrying lighted candles and small battery hand lights
Their peaceful protest for basic human right
And in solidarity you will find much might.
They march for women house bound after dark
Who after sundown shun the street and park
Who bolt their doors a shield against their fear
The fear of danger to them ever near.
They march for women for a crime free life
For the rape victim and the battered wife
And for women wronged by men in every way
Such cases as we read of every day.
When Emily Pankhurst at Epsom race track died
Her sacrifice for women World wide
From there the fight for women's rights began
For all those suffering at the hands of man.
The anti women libbers well might say
That women nowadays have things their own way
But women still victims of rape and foul play
Such stories in newspapers every day.
And till women after sundown leave their home
And without fear walk unlit street alone
Then women must march to reclaim the night
And protest for a basic human right.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Why Bother?
i hate my life,
i just want to end it,
it not going the way i want,
why should i stay?
i don't feel like i belong,
i don't feel people want me around,
so much going through my head,
like which way should i go?
which would work the best?
which way can i go,
so i won't return to this life?
i hate it that much,
these are the questions that run
through my head,
who will care?
maybe just my family,
but, that's it?
why should i carry around so much pain?
i'm sick to my stomach thinking about it,
i'm stuck in a life i no longer want,
tiried of sticking around just hopeing
that some day it will get better,
because the way i see it,
there is no upside to things,
who am i kidding?
thinking my life had meaning to remain,
because day after day,
i'm starting to see it as a joke,
with that one question that still lingers,
what the hell am i even doing here?
poem by Mona Martinez
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To my loving Mum on her 86th Birthday
God bless you Mummy dear on your birthday!
And may He grant you some more years on earth;
You did so well, better than most earthlings;
You were our one, most loving, caring mum!
You did your chores despite life’s short-comings;
You opened doors to every child in life;
You mothered us well, proved a goodly wife;
You were our one, most loving, caring mum!
You were so great, Mother of mine indeed;
You consoled us and caressed us in feed;
You taught us things which books and teachers can’t;
You were our one, most loving, caring mum!
May be, you felt you could have done better;
May be, you felt you were unkind at times;
May be, you thought you could have erred lesser;
You were our one, most loving, caring Mum!
And now old-aged, with wearied frame you stay;
You want to live and yet, it isn’t easy;
God grant you strength of body, mind and soul,
And pass your remnant days in divine role.
You need not fear as old-age brings its fears;
You don’t worry as your century nears;
You be happy with kith and kin and dears;
Our life’s carriage, God adeptly well steers!
So cheer up mum, God has a plan for you;
Your prayers have ensured your heaven’s seat;
Hence, keep your cool; rest God will surely do;
You life was one of SUCCESS, NOT defeat!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-21-2004
poem by John Celes
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For Every Time There Is A Poem
FOR EVERY TIME THERE IS A POEM
For every time there is a poem
And for every season also
For life there is a poem
And for the end of life
For what we love and what we hate
For what we are and what we are not
For our vanity and for our most caring love
For our goodness and for our failings in goodness
For what is and what is not
For what was and what will be
For all things and times and seasons
There is a poem –
But perhaps
Beyond what our mind and reason can know
There is a time too
When no poem
However good or great or wise
Can speak of what we feel-
No poem as deep as the silence of Awe
And Gratitude to G-d.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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A life you'll never know
This is one life you'll never know.
The life of rape and abuse.
The life of a victim.
The life of feeling alone.
The life of being scared.
I was raped and abused.
It was alife I didn't ask for.
And one I wish I never knew.
But this life has stuck to me like glue.
I never wanted that life but I got it.
I now live the aftermath.
Flashbacks are a daily occurance.
Hearing and seeing things.
You helped to make me selfharm.
You made me suicidal.
I hate you.
This is the life you'll never know.
Becuase once you'd finished with me.
You left me to pick up the pieces.
And I hate you all the more.
Rage and anger fills my heart.
Destroy me you have.
I never asked for this life.
And I never asked to meet you.
I hate the life of the victim.
But as hard as I try.
I still am the victim.
The flashbacks and voices.
The nightmares and fears.
Make sure I am
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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