Comfort
Now she need dread no more to grow
Too old for him, she need not know
The bitterness when he who was
All hers turns to some younger face,
And she his mother stands aside,
Bidding her heart be satisfied.
She need not to her own heart say,
'Fool, to be jealous! Now give way.
The young are for the young, and all
The new things are but natural.
Cast no least shadow on his feast;
Be glad just to be second best.'
She need not to her chill heart tell
She's loved a different way, but well.
And like that bird who leans her heart
Upon a thorn to ease its smart
Turn to the child who's taken his love
So that her darling son approve.
Now she's no longer dispossessed --
For second best's but second best --
He's hers for all Eternity
And she his one felicity.
Her little son, as when he lay
Small in her arms one heavenly day.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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The Refreshment
If I could have foreseen this hour,
What terror and anguish I had seen!
And not this time of joy at flower,
Cool waters and a garden green.
All day the battle in the East
Thunders. Dear Angels, keep him well!
His mother sits as to a feast.
O heart of steel invulnerable!
All night I sleep the young child's sleep
And waken to the robin's song,
Blithe as the bird. Dear Angels, keep
My darling the sharp spears among.
Ah now, I know whose Arms enfold,
I rest on such a mighty Heart;
He hides my eyes lest they behold,
In a most heavenly place apart.
Lord, if this ease be but a lull
Ere the deep seas are over my head,
I shall have had, O Beautiful!
This hour joy-filled and comforted.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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Jealous Heart
Mine is a jealous heart
Imagines things that never are
Builds a fire from a tiny spark
But thats the way of a jealous heart
Sunny skies and a rosy bed
Thorns and storm clouds up ahead
cause suddenly the sky turns dark
For those of us with a jealous heart
Imagination runnin wild
Like a frantic frightened child
Any time that were apart
I cant control my jealous heart
And you know mine is a jealous heart
And every hurt leaves a lasting scar
Dont you hate yourself for the fool you are
When youre cursed with a jealous heart
I love you more than words can tell
One days heaven two days hell
Suspicious words like poison darts
Spoken from my jealous heart
Mine is a jealous heart
Imagines things that never are
Builds a fire from a tiny spark
But thats the way of a jealous heart
And you know mine, you know mine is a jealous heart
And every hurt, and every hurt leaves a lasting scar
Dont you hate yourself for the fool you are
When youre cursed with a jealous heart
And you know mine, you know mine is a jealous heart
Imagines things, imagines things that never are
Builds a fire from a tiny spark
But thats the way of a jealous heart
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Give your child a Heart.
Give your child a heart, Oh, Mother
Give your child a heart.
Heart that makes them kind
Oh, Mother, heart that rules the mind.
Give your child a heart, Oh, Mother
Give your child a heart.
Heart that makes them wise
Oh, Mother, heart that fights the vice.
Give your child a heart, Oh, Mother
Give your child a heart.
Heart that tells them to care
Oh, Mother, heart that tells them to share.
Give your child a heart, Oh, Mother
Give your child a heart.
Heart that nourishes the hurt
Oh, Mother, heart that consoles the heart.
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posted on 14-06-2008
Copyright ©®2008, Palas Kumar Ray. All rights reserved.
poem by Palas kumar Ray
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When I Was A Child
when I was a child
so very small
so very young
so very long ago
I had a few
very small wishes
I wanted to
leave this world
a little better
than I found it
I wanted to
be less sinning
than I was
sinned against
I wanted to
give God a good
life witness
from my heart
I wanted to help
people not realizing
many wanted to help
themselves unjustly
very small wishes
so easy to perceive
in innocent childhood years
so hard to lifetime complete
I am glad I kept
my innocence
much longer
than most children
growing up today
I am glad I lived
in an age of values
less are proud to affirm
I am glad truth
was born in my heart
for it is truly better
to give than to receive
I am glad and I smile
because it is to some uncool
but I am still in many ways
that simple childish fool.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Young Heart
Im a hero in a book
Im a picture on your wall
Im on the tv
Im arrogant, seen it all
Im a distraction
Like a hideous new disease
Im in the papers
But thats not really me
Young heart
Give me something I can do
Im a decision
Im a morning filled with shame
Im a perversion
But I dont know its name
In a car
On the floor
Up against the wall
With a friend or two
Someone to watch it all
Young heart
Everyone does it here
Young heart
Does your mother know what youve seen?
Young heart
Everyone does it here
Young heart
Does your mother know where youve been?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do now?
I dont believe in it
I dont believe in it
What are you gonna say?
What are you gonna say now?
I dont believe in it
I dont believe in it
What are you gonna feel?
What are you gonna feel now?
I dont believe in it
I dont believe in it
Where are you gonna go?
Where are you gonna go now?
I dont believe in it
I dont believe in it
Young heart, like you
Young heart like you
Im not the question
Im not the pain
Im not surprised
And Im certainly not ashamed
I want your number
I want your name
I wont remember
Young hearts all the same
song performed by by Gary Numan
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A Heart
I am old enough to know the truth
You are young and I older than you
I have never pretended not to be the age I am
You always wanted to be with a younger man.
There is no doubt you are young and smart
But when it comes to love you struggle with your heart
I wish I could be the one to set it free
Take you in my arms and place it next to me.
Time has passed and time forgotten
For then the sky was filled with clouds of cotton
When my dreams of yesterday seemed real and close
Like meeting you that day in a field of sunflowers I suppose.
But as with life all things must come to an end
Never knowing, never knowing where and when
So please take heart from what I finally have to say
For you had stolen its beat since that very first day.
poem by JeanJacques Evendon
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A Flower-Piece By Fantin
Heart's ease or pansy, pleasure or thought,
Which would the picture give us of these?
Surely the heart that conceived it sought
Heart's ease.
Surely by glad and divine degrees
The heart impelling the hand that wrought
Wrought comfort here for a soul's disease.
Deep flowers, with lustre and darkness fraught,
From glass that gleams as the chill still seas
Lean and lend for a heart distraught
Heart's ease.
poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Your little Heart
CHORUS
A little heart will never be so big
A little heart will always be so small
A little heart will never have the dig
A little heart won’t answer to the call
1
If you really want to love someone
Make sure your heart’s a big one
Or else you will find that it’s no fun
When they take their love and run
CHORUS
A little heart will never be so big
A little heart will always be so small
A little heart will never have the dig
A little heart won’t answer to the call
2
A big heart will always be filled with love
A big heart will be your turtledove
A big heart will love you day or night
A big heart will love you wrong or right
CHORUS
A little heart will never be so big
A little heart will always be so small
A little heart will never have the dig
A little heart won’t answer to the call
When they take their things and run
3
Don’t look at someone else’s heart
It’s yours that stand’s apart
Don’t be known to have a little heart
But one filled huge with love to start
CHORUS
A little heart will never be so big
A little heart will always be so small
A little heart will never have the dig
A little heart won’t answer to the call
When they take their things and run
4
Remember to give your heart away
Fill it with love each day
And then there will be no dismay
When you hear somebody say
YOUR little heart will never be so big
YOUR little heart will always be so small
YOUR little heart will never have the dig
YOUR little heart won’t answer to the call
YOUR little heart will never be so big
YOUR little heart will always be so small
YOUR little heart will never have the dig
YOUR little heart won’t answer to the call
COPYRIGHT HENRY N BROWN 080104
poem by Henry Brown
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Opposition
Of fret, of dark, of thorn, of chill,
Complain no more; for these, O heart,
Direct the random of the will
As rhymes direct the rage of art.
The lute's fixt fret, that runs athwart
The strain and purpose of the string,
For governance and nice consort
Doth bar his wilful wavering.
The dark hath many dear avails;
The dark distils divinest dews;
The dark is rich with nightingales,
With dreams, and with the heavenly Muse.
Bleeding with thorns of petty strife,
I'll ease (as lovers do) my smart
With sonnets to my lady Life
Writ red in issues from the heart.
What grace may lie within the chill
Of favor frozen fast in scorn!
When Good's a-freeze, we call it Ill!
This rosy Time is glacier-born.
Of fret, of dark, of thorn, of chill,
Complain thou not, O heart; for these
Bank-in the current of the will
To uses, arts, and charities.
poem by Sidney Lanier
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Child Heart
My body is an adult.
But my heart is a child.
I give cause it's loving.
And it makes my heart smile.
Some say I'm too sensitive.
When they make my heart cry.
Their words can be cutting.
Or thoughts they imply.
Young at heart so they say.
Love so tender and pure.
Your unloving intentions.
My child heart insecure.
It took most of my life.
To know what was true.
To pursue what you love,
Love what you pursue.
Lesson from an angel.
It is my belief.
Let me steal back your heart.
But not like a thief.
My time machine heart.
Once hard like a rock,
Now soft like a kitten.
Reversing the clock.
My love it has changed.
Your heart I will cherish.
With it far away.
My child heart will parish.
Love, it is simple.
It's so black and white.
Yet we make it so gray.
Like clouds hide sunlight.
Now I love like a child.
Cause I have a child heart.
Let it bring us together.
Let us have a new start.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Bethy in Our Streety
Of all the girls that are so smart
There’s none like pretty Bethy
She is the darling of my heart
And she lives in our streety.
It’s so to say no lady in the land
Pleases my soul like Bethy
She is the darling of my heart
And she lives in our streety.
Her father is a clergy
With eyes straight crying the Kingdom
And mother sells eatables giving energy
To as many are pleased she to buy from
They two bore under God (my heart!)
So sweet a dove as Bethy
She is the darling of my heart
And she lives in our streety.
When she is here a visit to make
Aside I pack all works; I love her sincerely
Thus my sins with kins o’erflow the lake
And I’m beaten severely
But let it, a thousand fold be
I’ll bear it all for Bethy
She is the darling of my heart
And she lives in our streety.
My friends take me out on dates
And often am I nagged
Because I leave them by the plates
As soon as treats are on table hanged
Out I sneak to Bethy
She is the darling of my heart
And she lives in our streety.
When Christmas comes again
Then I’d worked for months
O how much money I’d have without pain
I’ll box some and give to honey
I would it were a thousand dollars
To her I’ll still give the money
She is the darling of my heart
And she lives in our streety.
How our neighbours today
Make a fun of me and Bethy
But I’ll still my pure prettie serve each day
Till we wed as led, and bed as bred
But no longer in our streety.
O to clap for my children
Precious little tummied Tommies
From my wife’s tummy
Tiny feet within my house scampering
Little angels around chattering
They’re all born by Bethy
She is the darling of my heart
We are no longer in our streety!
poem by Adekunle Adedigba
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Heart From Eyes
Come back.
The beloved lives to be loved.
What becomes of the beloved
when love is no longer in being?
How does a heart and body turn two different ways?
The heart turns to the beloved.
The eyes turn away.
This tearing goes on.
Heart from eyes. Distance lengthens.
I know time will cure it.
But right now...
Heart from eyes, heart from eyes, heart from eyes.
poem by Meli Secret
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To Know The Unknowable You
To know the unknowable you
Is all I want to do
To plunge the depths of your love
Is to soar in the heavens above
Oh to know what cannot be known
It to kneel before your throne
Hallelujah Christ the King
Listen to my heart sing
Hallelujah Christ my King
Listen to my heart sing
To scale the heights of your love
Is to fly with the wings of a dove
To walk through the door of your heart
Means to never be apart
To look into your eyes
Is to fly where the eagle flies
Hallelujah Christ the King
Listen to my heart sing
Hallelujah Christ my King
Listen to my heart sing
To look into your face
Will be an eternal embrace
To see what no eyes have can see
Is to be eternally free
Oh to live in the arms of my King
Is to hear my great-full heart sing
Hallelujah Christ the King
Listen to my heart sing
Hallelujah Christ my King
Listen to my heart sing
To search the unsearchable you
Brings eternity clear into view
To discover the heavenly treasures
Is to dispel all earthly pleasures
To feast at the heavenly table
Renders me completely unable
To describe the indescribable you
And all the glorious things that you d
poem by Frank McEleny
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My Heart Would Know
Words and music by hank williams, sr.
[c] I could [g7] say its over [c] now [c7]
That [f] I was glad to see you [c] go
[f] I could hate you for the [c] way Im [am] feelin
My [g7] lips could tell a lie, but my heart would [c] know. [c7]
[f] its a sin to make me [c] cry
[g7] when you know I love you [c] so [c7]
[f] I could tell my heart that [c] I dont [am] miss you
My [g7] lips could tell a lie, but my heart would [c] know.
I could give you all the blame
But Im sure the truth would show
I could tell this world Ive found a new love
My lips could tell a lie, but my heart would know.
I cant fool my cryin heart
cause it knows I need you so
I could tell my heart Im glad we parted
My lips could tell a lie, but my heart would know.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Nothing Can Be Done
Music by larry klein words by joni mitchell
Must I forgive you
Each time
And say you dont know what yourre doing
There are no victimless crimes
I know of
Out here in these graffiti ruins
My love
Oh I am not old
Im told
But I am not young
Oh and nothing can be done
Dont start
My heart
Is a smoking gun
Oh and nothing can be done
I heard you leaving
Late last night
I heard you screaming down the mountain
Like you were running red lights
(red lights)
You had some trash-can-rock-band pounding
Oh I am not old
Im told
But I am not young
Oh and nothing can be done
Dont start
My heart
Is a smoking gun
Oh and nothing can be done
Must I surrender
With grace
The things I loved when I was younger
(sweet embrace)
Must I remember your face
So well
What do I do here with this hunger
Oh I am not old
Im told
But I am not young
Oh and nothing can be done
Dont start
My heart
Is a smoking gun
Oh and nothing can be done
Nothing can be done
Nothing can be done
Oh nothing can be done
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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Trust Your Heart
In a sheltered place where I viewed the world
And all that it contained
I would see your face in a misty haze
And wish that you were there
Yes I wished that you were there
Darling fool, I was with you all the way
Be as the flower that unfolds with each day
Trust your place in time though you have won and lost
How very much like me you are
When you come to me
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, oh truly trust your heart
Why bear malice just let it go
So what of pride it will swallow you whole
Heres to the judge, to the tyrant, and the beast
You keep a knockin but you cant come in
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, truly trust your heart
The moonlight of your soul, fond memories to unfold
Of the days when we were young
Of the love wed forever hold
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, truly trust your heart
I bring thunder, lightning and rain
For those who administer injustice and pain
Comfort the weak and feed the poor
What on earth do we need government for?
Truly, truly trust your heart
Truly, oh truly trust your heart
song performed by by Kinks
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A Childs Cry
laying in bed looking up at the ceiling
my eyes got blurry, and my head started reeling.
i saw a vision start to take form
of a child who was unborn.
this child was in the womb of its mother
being fed by the tube to give it life.
he turned and looked straight at me
and its eyes were as big as can be.
he raised his small little hand
and signaled me to look inside.
it was something that he could not hide.
the vision came closer to me
just so that i could see.
i saw the pain that this child was in
because his mother was
thinking to abort
and for the last two months he had fought.
all the features that GOD was creating
was thought by the mother
of becoming belated.
this young mother was under peer pressure
to take this childs life
and it did not matter if it was wrong or right.
this young child was screaming at me
'how could they let this be'
i am life given by the lord
why would she want to abort.
tell her to give me a chance
so that i could live in the warmth
of her arms, and fill her heart with joy.
it would matter not, if i'm a girl or a boy.
can't she feel me, and see me
in her dreams at night
and that i'm in a perilous fight.
i want to live just like she
there is nothing wrong with me.
the vision started to fade away
and in my heart, i started to pray
let this child live another day
and from this woman the pain to go away.
LIFE IS SACRED, DON'T THROW IT AWAY
IF YOUR MOTHER THOUGHT LIKE YOU
YOU WOULD'NT BE HERE TODAY.
poem by Louis Rams
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Happiness Away From You
They Say,
That when you've loved,
When your heart longs for someone,
The only ease is seeing them less.
They Say,
That when Your heart was someones,
When your world was them,
The pain would grow when not with them.
They Say,
That when Your heart and soul loves someone,
Happiness lies with them.
For me,
And you.
That is not true.
My Happiness is away from you.
My Happiness is not with you.
My heart no longer seeks you.
My soul is better without you.
Looking back,
When my heart longed for you.
Looking back to when i thought the pain would ease by being with you.
I see,
That YOU were the one causing me pain.
MY heart was hurt by you.
My Happiness is away from you.
For now I am FREE.
poem by Rosalita Fernandez
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To my charmer...
I maybe ordinary but unlike my words,
my words aren't ordinary at all, you see.
My eyes are hazel shades of other worlds,
my eyes are attraction force, back to me.
I'm short but i'm smart, so smart,
my mind can be devilish, but not to you.
I won't begin to talk about my heart,
my heart's created for the love of you.
I may seem boring but i'm interesting,
my thoughts are amazing and my love within.
I may look poor but i'm actually investing,
my love, in your heart and i'm hoping to win.
And my hands are cold and yes, they're small,
to the touch of your hand, warm, they will become.
If my hands are small, my heart is not at all,
and to your love, i've loved my self and every one.
Tell me, how is she like? you're wife,
beautiful? loving? caring? smart? kind? ?
I'm all that, so, share my life,
believe me, i try but i can't leave you behind.
I think i'm under your spell,
i can't but to gaze upon your face.
I'm going straight to hell, but look at you,
and put your self in my place! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Saint Or Death?
i see him coming down the road
in his hand a sickle he holds.
he is dressed in a long black robe
torn and tattered and mighty old.
he is coming with a smile upon his face
his arms outstretched in an unfriendly embrace.
there is blood dripping from his sickle
and for your life, it's not worth a plumb nickel.
she started to scream in horror and dismay.
why are you here? please go away!
HE SAID: i can not leave for i have come for you
to GOD and life, you was untrue.
you turned your back on your family
when they tried to help you the most.
you went to church and denied the HOST.
you claimed that everything in your life was taken away
and to GOD you would not pray.
you stormed out of church with bitterness in your heart
grabbed your bible and tore it apart.
you said that GOD had taken your child
and living was not worth while.
YOU TOLD GOD:
this child of mine was of young age
you took, and put him into his final stage.
WHAT DID MY CHILD DO? WHY DID YOU TAKE HIM AWAY?
he left the house to go and play.
why did'nt you stop the car that ran him down?
the man did'nt live here, he was from out of town.
a hit and run driver is what they said
they still have'nt caught him, of which i dread.
they say he left the country that very day
changed his passport and ran away.
SHE TURNED TO THE GRIM REAPER AND SAID!
so if you come to take me away, with my child i will stay.
HE SAID: the child is in heaven now, sitting up
there with a golden crown.
he is playing with all the boys and girls
who have left this earthly world.
you will not see him, for you have 'DENIED GOD'
and lost the faith that you had
which makes your child very sad.
your heart was once full of compassion
helping others and taking action.
now your heart is as cold as can be.
you won't see your son until you're set free.
look at all the family and friends here on earth
you're still young and you could give birth.
accept the fact that your son is gone
but his memory will linger on.
he is with you every step of the way
and there's a message that he wants to say:
mother! i am happy here! there is no sickness, no hate,
no time, just faith.
all of us children are here with wings
and to us, that's a good thing.
become the person that you was meant to be.
living in peace and harmony.
as the vision of her son dissappeared
a warmth filled her every pore
and the bitterness she had no more.
she told him:
i do not want to go with you.
there are so many things that i have to do.
the LORD is giving me another chance
to bring another life into this world
and that it'll be a baby girl.
so preparations i must make, for i have so much at stake.
are you really the shadow of death?
or just a spirit that was sent for a test.?
he smiled and turned and walked away
but in her mind, he will stay.
poem by Louis Rams
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