That Pain.
Roadkill.
A bleeding deer
Soon forgotten.
Now the road is clear.
Blood
Washed away by rain.
But I
Will always remember
That pain.
I died
In my sleep.
A few souls did weep.
No longer
Than my ashes would flame.
Now the coast is clear
And she's shed her tear.
She is
Free to love again.
Damn her
To always remember
That pain.
poem by Kevin East
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Sometimes When We Emote That Much
sometimes when we emote that much
like some bleeding hearts
blinded by
the colors of the blood and sweat
of the dying sun
we fail to see
that the day has ended
that it is time to sleep
and dream
that it is time to give way
for other souls to
cry to weep to sigh
that it is time for some
other creatures who died
when they were once
children
to play their forgotten games
in the dark
sometimes we must accept
this is not just ours
this is also theirs
and the tears that dry
on the sand may not be just
ours after all
we may meet them
in due time, but for now let me
meet myself, let me drink with it
let me know his name
we are still strangers of the
very shining light.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Pain to Clear to Me
I see the pain in this world
The pain of ages so far away
I see the pain of lives been twirled
The world's too much for them today
For when a friend is so lost
All you see is the pain
His happiness dulled by the frost
Of thinking the same thought in the rain
Wondering why in the world you're gone
A question clear on his face
For wondering when he did you wrong
While he locks his door so he can pace
Back and Forth, Back and Forth
The answer to far off to hear
Back and Forth, Back and Forth
Not from the pain, but from the fear
The fear of thoughts where you disappear
So come home now from the long road you've found
Come back to him and you will see.
It's not too late to turn around
For what he wants is himself to be
The one you wrap your arms around
He fights a battle atop the mound
To follow your voice, the only sound
He says music is what sound feels like
A saying as wise as true
But for him it needs not be this pike
The pain of loosing you
That's pierced his heart and left it bleeding
The one that's turned his sun to rain
The pain of you and him no longer meeting
Of having to go to pace again
So come home now from where you've been
Come home now, Come back to him.
poem by John Dillenger II
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Ill Remember You
Ill remember you
When Ive forgotten all the rest,
You to me were true,
You to me were the best.
When there is no more,
You cut to the core
Quicker than anyone I knew
When Im all alone
In the great unknown
Ill remember you.
Ill remember you
At the end of the trail.
I had so much left to do.
I had so little time to fail.
Theres some people that
You dont forget
Even though youve only seenm
One time or two.
When the roses fade,
And Im in the shade,
Ill remember you.
Didnt i, didnt I try to love you?
Didnt i, didnt I try to care?
Didnt I sleep, didnt I weep beside you
With the rain blowing in your hair?
Ill remember you
When the wind blows through the piney wood.
It was you who came right through,
It was you who understood.
Though Id never say
That Id done it the way
That youd have liked me to.
In the end,
My dear sweet friend,
Ill remember you.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Watch My Blood Rain
The blade looks enticing
It's difficult to explain
The ideas of slicing
Watch my blood rain
The cut is deep
Some say I'm insane
It puts me to sleep
To watch my blood rain
The redness is real
I cannot refrain
I know I truly feel
When I watch my blood rain
I sit and I cry
Life is nothing but pain
I ask myself why
I watch my blood rain
My spirit is bound
By this ball and chain
My soul has been downed
Then I watch my blood rain
The anguish is true
My heart has been slain
One day I'll break through
For now I'll watch my blood rain
poem by Haley Nicole
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An Elegy To A Perfect Mother
Sleep well, oh! Mother,
Thou hast won thyself, a ghastly prison
Even as life blooms all around thee,
As the good earth nourishes, all that is hers
With the remnants, of thy well lived corsage
Thou sleepest unconscious,
to this bliss of new life
The pain yet remains
in my heart, dear mother!
For i am still alive,
wilst thou, sadly, are dead
Survivor's guilt, I do so dread
Yet gladly suffer its pangs, I will
For I know, thou hast risen,
to a better life, a better station
Yet why is this pain so unbearable, dear mother?
Tell me why.....
I weep for you mother, you know I do
You have died for me, I know
Do not curse me now
Whatever I maybe,
do not curse me......
For I still weep for you
Sad, our ways must come to part
here, Today, Forever
We all come to this world, someday,
So go back, we must
You precede me,
And I, shall follow you
For thy absence,
makes life, all the while,
unworthy of living
Leave us not forget the memories,
Our memories..
As thy blood drains to sand,
and all that is unborn in you, lies dead
I would not have our memories die,
I would not have them fade away
So remember you, I shall, Every day
Although you lie imprisoned, within this vast sepulcher
I shall remember you.....
Sleep well, mother
Thy dreams, are still now,
as thy son's are today
Sleep well, unflawed progenitor,
for thy journey hast seen, a fruitful ending
Someday, we will meet again
though you may not remember
Me,
Nor I you
Yet someday, we will meet again,
and that, is my supreme consolation......! ! ! !
poem by Abhimanyu Raman
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Remember Me
Remember me in hard times, in times of pain and sorrow,
remember your fellow man in hope of his dreams for tomorrow.
Remember what its like to be hated, and remember that they hated me first;
remember the words that I tell you, listen and fell no remorse.
Remember what I did for you, how I lead you from the hard-ache and pain, remember how you never thanked me, remember that you never praised my name.
I AM, who I AM, and who I'm meant to be, I am the one who you once loved, although you could never see. I delivered you from your owners, because you are one like me, remember how I loved you so, how my blood dripped from thee.
Remember of my coming, remember that I came, remember that I'm coming again, remember my blessed name. Remember how I died, remember that I rose again, remember everything I took for you especially the retched pain. Remember of my scares both mentally and physically for me, remember that I loved you, that I did this so you can be free. Remember of my tears, and red sweat that dripped from me, remember how it was never easy to set my own people free. Remember of my sacrifice, the death of my son on a tree, remember that no other action can equal to a greater sacrifice than me.
Remember those who love you, forgive those who don't, pray for those who hurt you, and love those who won't. Remember your brothers and sisters, not just because of relation to thee, remember them because I asked of you, will you listen to your savior's plea? Feed them if there hungry, anoint them if there sick, shelter them if there homeless, and do this oh so a quick. Do this in remembrance of me, because since I did it for you, and you do it for thee, then it might truly show.....that no one has forgotten me.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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For Liberation
(into) the birth of carnage will you
but watch when innocent life is born
and destined to an unjustified wretched existence?
i refuse to deny their path or ignore their suffering
i fight for liberation.
ashes on ashes we build their fate with bloodshed upon our hands.
cries - oh we whisper of their death in blood,
of their misery to flesh a vicious price
driven to nightmare while we could sleep
i refuse to deny their pain or ignore their suffering
i fight for liberation
ashes on ashes we build their fate with bloodshed upon our hands.
ashes on ashes tread our path to degradation
their blood upon your hands prized with gifts of dominaton.
their blood upon your hands our fall towards defilement
song performed by by Undying
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Hanging from a Blood Soaked Tree
Hanging from a Blood Soaked Tree
By: Adam M. Snow
One morn as under a great tree I lay,
Misery held me in its pain-filled sway.
I dreamt of a life where I wasn't numb,
Sleepwalking my way toward the dusk to come.
I felt sweat drops that I thought were rain,
And opening my eyes, saw a man hung in pain.
His feet were crossed and his arms stretched wide;
I could see no life in this man. Had he died?
Arose a voice from the blood soaked tree,
'I died for you so that you are free.'
I sat there stunned in my ignorant sleep,
My curiosity teased by a tree that speaks.
I lingered in repose, knowing not what was said;
Clinging to the echoing voice in my head-
'I did this for you.'
With eyes of blue-
He wept.
His head was pierced with thorns claw-like,
And each hand was nailed by a rusty spike.
He calls to me by my name,
I couldn't help it but show my shame.
Words arose from his lips,
As his blood still drips.
His voice so dear,
So pure, so clear;
Spoken once more-
His voice was dear as it said to me,
'I died for you so that you are free.'
There then rose a light, blinding as the morn;
'Fear not, ' he said 'For I am reborn'
'Behold, ' he said, 'My blood is made pure,
I am not dead, I am dying's cure! '
His voice drew near, and whispered he:
'I died for you so that you are free.'
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Inspired By A Radio Story
Monarch butterflies were flitting above the smoke
And one of the New York firemen dousing the still smouldering ashes spoke
Saying those are the souls of the many who died here
On silent wings to heaven's gate they near.
The souls of those who died on that September day
Towards a better World now slowly wing their way
Of all sufferings and troubles now quite free
For to re-live in love and joy and harmony.
The smoke from the smouldering ashes their souls did release
And they now can live forever more in peace
In that paradise somewhere beyond the skies
The fireman wiped the teardrops from his eyes.
On September the eleventh New York's blackest day
When tragedy came to the U.S.A.
The great Twin Towers by aerial terrorists destroyed
And the souls still live of all of those who died.
Butterflies flew towards the sunlight above the clouds of smoke
And his comrades listened as the fireman spoke
And said those are the souls of the people who died here
On silent wings towards heaven's gate they near.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Do You Remember Any of It? I Do
i remember when i met you
i remember when i fell in love with you
i remember when you said 'i love you'
i remember when i said it back
i remember what we had planed
i remember how perfect we were
i remember the late phone calls
i remember the songs you sang me
i remember when everything turned up side down
i remember the endless nights of tears
i remember wishing things were back to the way they were
i remember how you hurt me
i remember feeling like i was nothing to you
i remember waiting to hear from you again
i remember your last words to me
i remember they were ' i dont know if i love you anymore'
i remember feeling like i just died
i remember thinking you died
i remember the pain
do you remember any of it? i do
poem by Alicia White
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I Will Remember You
Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.
I'm so tired
I can't sleep
Standing on the edge of something
Much to deep.
It's funny how we feel so much
And cannot say a word
We're screaming inside
But we can't be heard
Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.
So afraid to love you
More afraid to loose
Clinging to past
That doesn't let me choose.
Well, once there was a darkness
A deep and endless night
You gave me everything
You gave me light.
Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.
Remember all
The good times that we had
Let them slip away from us
And things got bad.
Clearly I first saw you
Smiling in the sun
I want to feel your warmth
I want to be the one.
Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.
Chorus:
I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories.
Weep not for the memories.
The memories...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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You know why I love the rain? Because no one knos I'm crying.
You know why I love the rain? Because no one knows you’re crying
By: Jean Pullman
I look at you with the pain buried in my soul
You say you see it but I say you don’t
I feel the razor blade swiping across my skin is the only answer
I know you don’t understand
CHORUS
It’s raining so now’s the time my tears come
I go in a corner in my room and slice my leg
Watching the river of blood
You might think I’m crazy
I’m just depressed
And I love it when the rain comes
I wish I could just tell someone how I feel
But my mouth is held shut by an invisible hand
I locked my heart and threw away the key
I will no longer let it break the heal and break again
Why can’t you love me for me
Why must you expect me to be something I’m not
I wish that love didn’t kill me little by little
Because I’m almost dead
CHORUS
It’s raining so now’s the time my tears come
I go in a corner in my room and slice my leg
Watching the river of blood
You might think I’m crazy
I’m just depressed
And I love it when the rain comes
This time I’m going deep
I’ll hit the vain so I will no longer feel pain
My heart won’t be broken I’ll be set free
So the rain comes and washes away the blood
No one will know when I died
Crying it was you I thought of.
poem by Jean Pullman
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Until we meet again For MY lady
When I am dead just bury me
in a deep hole and plant a tree
Without any ceremony,
whats left behind’s no longer me.
If I go first it’s not by choice
so do not weep, rather rejoice.
You know that we will meet again,
My leaving’s bound to cause you pain
I’ve run my race I can’t complain
I’ll join you on some higher plane.
If I go first it’s not by choice
so do not weep rather rejoice.
Should you go first then I will know.
You had no choice you had to go.
Though I will weep I’ll weep for me
because I know you’re flying free
But I will wait impatiently
for friendly death to come for me
It’s my belief that we will be
together intermittently
in other lives in different roles.
Remaining always kindred souls
The bonds we have death cannot part
we have been twin souls from the start.
My love for you, your love for me
will last beyond eternity.
Because we are one entity
as we were always meant to be.
8-Dec-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Home
It's a long way from Miami to L.A.
It's a longer way from yesterday to where I am today.
It's a long way from my thoughts to what Ill say.
It's a long long way from paradise to where I am today.
All that's in my head is in Your hands.
It's a long way from the moon up to the sun.
It's a longer road ahead of me, the road that Ive begun.
Stop to think of all the time Ive lost,
Start to think of all the bridges that Ive burned that must be crossed.
Over, over, over,
Take me over
I've been poison, I've been rain.
I've been fooled again.
I've seen ashes shine like chrome.
Someday Ill see home.
Home...
Home...
I can see the stars from way down here.
But I can't fall asleep behind the wheel.
It's a long way from the shadows in my cave
Up to Your reality.
To watch the sunlight taking over, over.
Taking over.
Take me over.
I've been poison, I've been rain.
I've been fooled again.
I've seen ashes shine like chrome.
Someday I'll see home.
All that's in my head is in Your hands.
If it's in my head, it's in Your hands.
It's in my head, it's in Your hands.
It's in Your hands...
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Standing There In The Rain
Standing there in the rain
crying through the pain
Standing there in the rain
its so dark no one thought
Standing there in the rain
i watch how all disappears
Standing there in the rain
i dropped to my knees
Standing there in the rain
no strenght to believe again
Standing there in the rain
i wish i can breath again
Standing there in the rain
Im no longer there
Standing there in the rain
wish i knew what to do
Standing there in the rain
the dark is waiting for me
Standing there in the rain
im getting stronger
No longer screaming
no longer believing
Standing there in the rain
i see someone staring
Standing there in the rain
its when the war began....
poem by Priscilla Colon
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Can pain ever be clear?
Can pain ever be clear?
Will it ever be as clear as the skies.
Nothing is ever cut and dry.
My life is falling down around me.
My heart hurts like never before.
I often wonder what is my life for.
Why can't my pain ever be clear?
Deppression is never obvious but suicide is.
My life is not mine.
It belongs to a force from futher beyond.
It belongs to those who want to bring me down.
Why can't pain ever be clear.
I'm here all alone.
No one around me knows my pain.
It hurts so much.
The pain from the years.
Hidden away but not forgotten.
My pain hurts.
I just wish it could be clear.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Healing Rain
Healing rain is coming down
It's coming nearer to this old town
Rich and poor, weak and strong
It's bringing mercy, it won't be long
Healing rain is coming down
It's coming closer to the lost and found
Tears of joy, and tears of shame
Are washed forever in Jesus' name
Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher
Healing rain, I'm not afraid
To be washed in Heaven's rain
Lift your heads, let us return
To the mercy seat where time began
And in your eyes, I see the pain
Come soak this cry heart with healing rain
And only You, the Son of man
Can take a leper and let him stand
So lift your hands, they can be held
By someone greater, the great I Am
Healing rain, it comes with fire
So let it fall and take us higher
Healing rain, I'm not afraid
To be washed in Heaven's rain
To be washed in Heaven's rain...
Healing rain is falling down
Healing rain is falling down
I'm not afraid
I'm not afraid...
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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The Very Wars They Inflict Upon Us
history remembers names
sculpted on white marbles
of soldiers who died
in their own valor
the very wars they inflict upon
us perhaps history too must not forget
the civilian, the innocent children, the crying women,
the mosques, and churches in ashes, the playgrounds missing,
the markets all blown up,
the trails erased one day, the forest flaming, the art museums gone
they planted the mines
and those who may have not forgotten
still clearly remember
on some days while they sleep on bed
some explosions still come alive
the dead still keep on dying
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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For My Brothers
John Coltrain, cheap boxed wine, stars melting on heart strings that fall down from the sky.
So here comes your drugs they are clouding your heart. Then there goes your world you are falling apart.
Ground lying and wondering where this will lead. You missed that tomorrow, you wouldn't take heed. I saw you when standing and I saw you fall,
I reached out my hand and yelled out my empty call.
I scream and I yell I stomp stomp and you died. No tears do I weep just a broken down sigh, I pick up these pieces but more come crashing in.
The other last brother his life, hope, and dreams at an end. I fought, still fighting, hold on and I do. My life cannot flourish without him or you.
I fell through my grace at an astounding speed, maybe it was I whom should of taken heed.
Innocence failing, disgrace to our name. We can still rise above it- no we can't- and I am tarred down by my pain. I have adapted to life walking alone. I go around the family and I take on your stones. Whatever they throw can't ever be felt by an empty heart crushed without any true wealth.
These parties, those trees, those tears, and our pride. I'm carrying these memories since both of you died.
Excuse my slight hatred, my shortened contempt, , it's obvious you 2 never saw how much you meant.
Do you remember? ?
Heart seething, life bleeding lines of disease, it's heart breaking, graveyard raking pathways you choose to be free.
Farewell my dear brothers! How foolish tis thee! You might never have understood what you 2 were to me.
I lost out on my happiness. I lost out on my strength. I had my life's frame ripped away! What more could you take. You took my security and my sense of pride. Not guilt just for one but then my Rock, too did he die. I carry your weight, your bad judgments, your blame, and now that you're both gone I am 1 & 1 with your shame.
No longer just Raechael I am the other lost soul. They didn't see me much as I clung to your soles.
Just dragging behind the giants I saw.
You used to save me and catch me, never did I think I would fall.
Why was I forgotten? Why could you not see, you were the only 2 left that stood next to me. Why did you dropp into that black empty space, not knowing that would lead your souls to a faded out sense of grace.
Yes, I did cleanse you.
Yes, I washed you my brothers and I died.
Now letting you go though I cannot even try.
I will see you again hard to swallow as that is. I had to sit and watch you unravel, not the youngest anymore I am alone when I cry.
Why did you 2 wander so far from home?
I need you and you,
you knew that,
now your both gone.
I wish I could hate you so this pain would not hurt so bad.
I wish I did not love you and then at you I would not be so mad.
A little girl sits up high in a willow tree,
crying in a bayou where no one else can see,
and even though she is still alive her wails and moans
haunt the passers by
on their way home to families at home.
Little girl crying in a most inconsolable way
screams that surely frighten all new friends away.
She'll sit there forever until her dying day.
Then her soul will stay crying,
waiting,
never going astray.
Raechael Woodroof
poem by Raechael Woodroof
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The Rain Song
I dont think about us much anymore.
Frankly, the topic has become a bore.
And you dont come up much in my conversations.
And I dont think about you on vacation.
Oh, but when it rains.
When it rains. when it rains.
Thats when I remember. (I remember)
Thats when I remember. (I remember)
I remember you. (oh, I remember you)
I remember you.
I dont think about you when Im sleeping.
Oh, it doesnt even cross my dream-like mind. (oh)
And I dont think I see your face through the curtain.
Hell, I dont even miss you half the time. (half the time)
Oh, when it rains. when it rains. when it rains.
Thats when I remember. (I remember)
Yeah, thats when I remember. (I remember)
I remember you. (oh, I remember you)
I remember you.
Rain, rain, go away.
Im doing fine as long as you stay locked up inside a cloud of grey.
Rain, rain. rain, rain, rain. rain, rain. rain. rain!
cause when it rains. yeah, when it rains. when it rains.
Thats when I remember. (I remember)
Yeah, thats when I remember. (I remember)
I remember you. (I remember)
I remember you. (I remember you)
Thats when I remember. (I remember)
The only time I remember. (I remember)
I remember you. (oh, I remember you) I remember you.
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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