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I like to live my own life

I can smile,

though sometimes it's so hard to do.

I can laugh,

Though sometimes the tears are running down.

I can look sometimes so lightminded,

And...sometimes...so thoughtful.

I can joke, I can bear a lot of things,

But...sometimes I can't give away my offences,

And can't stand any pretences.

And...at those horrible moments

My soul pains hardly.

Fortunately, nobody can see it.

Some people say

They would like to be in my shoes.

It looks like loose

To be in one's shoes.

I think it's so foolish and disgrace,

They do not look at my face,

They do not look at my eyes,

And...they do not realize

That happiness comes with worries,

That love comes with pain.

Could I be happy without any grief?

Could I know what happiness and love is

Without any worries?

Could I laugh or smile

If I didn't know what tears are?

Could I comfort someone's soul

If I didn't feel the pain of my own?

I wouldn't like to be in anyone's shoes.

I like to live my own life.

And make my own booze.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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What If It Was You ?

VERSE 1
See her on the street
Selling her body just to make ends meet
Every day's the same sad story
She prays but no one answers back
A soul who never had a chance
Don't you laugh at her misfortune
Everyone can take a fall
If you were walking in those footsteps
Wouldn't laugh at all
CHORUS
What if it was you standing on the street
What if it was you without enough to eat
What if it was you with nothing left to lose
What if it was you standing in those shoes
What if it was you all alone out there
Didn't have a choice didn't have a prayer
What if it was you down on your luck
What if it was you and no one gave a...
VERSE 2
He's there everyday
Askin' hey mista' can you spare some change
Why don'tcha get a job is all they say
You live with no such thing as pride
You're living just to stay alive
Don't you laugh at his misfortune
Anyone can take his place
If you were walking in those footsteps
Wouldya' feel the same
CHORUS
What if it was you standing on the street
What if it was you without enough to eat
What if it was you with nothing left to lose
What if it was you standing in those shoes
What if it was you all alone out there
Didn't have a voice didn't have a prayer
What if it was you down on your luck
What if it was you and no one gave a...
MIDDLE 8
What if everyday you woke up without knowing
How you gonna eat, where you gonna sleep
What if hard times hit you would you be so quick to
Judge another judge your brother
Or would you feel how it would be in their shoes
Don't you laugh at their mistfortune
Everyone can take a fall
If you were walking in those footsteps
Wouldn't laugh at all
CHORUS
What if it was you standing on the street
What if it was you without enough to eat
What if it was you with nothing left to lose
What if it was you standing in those shoes
What if it was you all alone out there
Didn't have a choice didn't have a prayer
What if it was you down on your luck
What if it was you and no one gave a...

song performed by by 411
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Emptiness

The blood that falls from my heart is not pain
Though it's the tears from my eyes
For red is not showing but it's the emptiness from my soul
For I would die then live but live to die
Nor how deep you go no pain I will feel
Theirs nothing you can do that I havent done to myself
Theirs just things that you wouldn't understand
And how my life goes that's one thing you will never get
People say 'picture you in my shoes'
I dont have to because I know the shoe wont fit

poem by Ashley Olson
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Laugh With The World But Weep Alone!

LAUGH WITH THE WORLD
BUT WEEP ALONE!

I have come to bear my own cross,
And to weep alone and dry my tears!
For this sad old world have troubles
galore,
With no time to spare for me or despair!
When I laugh the world laughs with me,
And is ever ready to share my happy times;
But in my hour of grief they shrug and say, -
' A friend in grief is no friend of mine! '

Yet our tears get attached to our joys
and mirth,
Happy moments always bring tears to
our eyes!
For my tears celebrate those short-lived
hours,
Since only happines can never be mine!
So tears flow in silence without a sound,
Knowing that it can't be the other way round!
For when I weep I must weep alone,
With none to share my grief and despair!
This one way traffic is an erroneous rule,
Which mistakenly many believe and share!

With my tears I try to cleanse my soul,
A soul which truly belongs to me!
And those crystal drops reflects the
rainbow,
A grand view my soul gets to see!
But when I share my tears with other's,
I lessen their grief and give them hope;
In caring and sharing we are twice blessed,
Strengthening the bond between human folks!
But should we only share the good times,
While refraining from sharing other's sorrow
and pain,
Our happiness gets all confined,
And our living becomes all in vain!
With a soul which is never blessed,
An uncleansed soul which is left unclean,
That rainbow remains out of sight!
And salvation a distant dream!

-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
02 May 08

poem by Raj Nandy
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In Another’s Shoes

As a writer I sometimes
have to step in another’s shoes.
Feel all the emotions the way they would do.
Feel the love that makes them happy,
the sadness that gives them pain,
and sometimes stepping out,
of their shoes is not an easy thing to do.
Sometimes for a while,
their emotions become yours.
You cry at the sad things,
laugh at things that aren’t that funny,
and get a lump in your throat,
at watching someone else’s joy.
You do it because of what you write,
you want people to believe.
Sometimes they do believe,
and think what you are writing,
is actually happening to you.

poem by David Harris
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A Cinderella man

I’m home alone at three am
The sound of silence blow out my brain
And look around is just the pain
This is how this story ends
There wasn’t light all now is dark
The broken heart of this poor guy
He found one day, his own soul mate
And he just thought…..well he just thought
He fell in love ……well he just fell
And never notice all was a game
This little boy was only playing
With his heart, soul and brain
And later then he realize
This entire joke around his heart
And in this moment the crystal’s shoes
In thousand pieces over the floor
He run away, didn’t turn back
His precious clothes is all wet now
And this joke just destroy
All around this naive boy
The happiness haven’t a point
Over this tale the faith is gone
And this is how this story ends
With my story: The disgrace of Cinderella Man.

poem by Michael Vinicio Camacho Menéndez
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Empathy

I always wonder why
When you look down into my eyes
My feeling swiftly changed between happiness and sorrow
And tears begin to fall
I’m not you and you are not me
But your pain becomes my pain
When you are sad, I’m the one who foolish cry
When you are wounded, my heart is hurt more
When someone is unkind to you
I want to hit that man hard
Your anger becomes my fire
Your horror becomes my nightmare
I’m not you and you are not me
But why could you wonder?
Your joy is my joy
When you smile, blossoms rain in my heart
When you reach your dream, my soul shines more
When someone finally understand you
I want to hug that man tight
Your laugh becomes my air
Your pleasure becomes my treasure
When you look deep into my eyes
I can feel your emotion as clearly as mirror
Until you breaking this magic wall

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Shoe Box

If I take away all my sadness
And cut off all of my problems
While my concerns are blown away
My happiness fits in a shoe box
A size ten shoe box

If I eat my fears with sugar
Then clean my sorrows with alcohol
And I hang my tears to dry
My happiness fits in a shoe box

While I shoot dead my illnesses
And smoke up my doubts
I will bury my insecurities
Then collect my happiness in a box

In a shoe box I keep my smiles
And every time I laugh
I fold my laughter up
Then put it inside my box
Every time my box fills up
I open it up
And let my happiness run loose
Like a smiling drunken goose

If I take away all the bad
And I count every time I had some fun
My box fills up pretty fast
With memories that make me laugh

I only keep my happiness in a shoe box for a little while
I know is not worth it to hide it from the wild
I am the happiest when I’m happy
I laugh the hardest when I love

I learned to look at the brightest side
Happiness is not something you can just go on and hide
I live both with tears and laughters
I just choose to keep my smiles

Tragedies make sweeter my laughter
And tears make my smile much stronger
Happiness is a conscious decision
I have chosen to make this decision

In a shoe box I’ve been keeping my smiles
And every time I laugh
I’ve been folding my laughters up
Then putting them inside my box

poem by Angelica Duardo
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What Would You Do

What would do
If it happened to you
What had happened to someone else,
Would you be surprised
Or would you sit down and cry
Or could you, even live with yourself.
Tell me how would you react
Being truthful to that fact
If someone had did you wrong,
And it you never expected
So the outcome you just ejected
Tell me, could you be that strong.
Could you joke and laugh
If you headed down the path
That you thought, that you would never go,
Were you expected it not to be you
And truthfully you never had a clue
That you, were the only one that didn't know.
What would you say
Or maybe to GOD what would you pray
If the same had happened to you,
As now you are looking through the eyes
Of the person whom once you had criticized
For doing the things that now you do.
So take a look at that life
Then feel the pain and the strife
And please walk in their shoes,
Do you now feel their pain
And tell me, now who will you blame
And also if you were them, what would you do.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Step Into These Shoes

Step into these shoes feel this heart
Step into these shoes they might fit you
See through these eyes might be the same view
If Id lived through the same things as you
Id share the laughs, and cry the tears that you do
Chorus
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step into these shoes no reason to fight
Look into m mind it might fit you
Act out this part is it so different to you
Even if we dont ever agree
The only difference is cosmetically
Step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step in step into these shoes and feel this heart
Just feel my heart it beats with you
We float downstream in the same canoe
You might find the ocean faster than me
But Ill see it eventually
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Oh feel this heart please feel it
Step into these shoes and feel this heart oh feel
This heart please feel it
Step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight
Step in step into these shoes and feel this heart
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight anymore
Feel this heart oh feel it
Step in step into these shoes no reason to fight

song performed by by Howard Jones
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Birds To Fly

A day,
a love,
a smile,
a wink.

You make me smile,
you make me cry,
you make me laugh,
you make me get by.

I feel love at the sight,
I get lost in those eyes,
I feel pain knowing there's no 'we, '
I get lost by your words of love.

You make my day,
you always have,
you make my tears,
you make them hurt.

I love the way you smile,
I love the way you laugh,
I love the way you look at me,
I love the way you act.

You're like the stars in the sky's,
You're like the reflection on the water,
You're like the wings for birds to fly,
You're like the rays from the sun.

poem by Katherine Bryce
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Your Smile For Me

Your smile could change my mood.
And that time I used to feel so good.
And your smile could even make me smile.
Although I was crying I would laugh for a while.

Funny thing and jokes, which I used to tell.
You would laugh and my jokes never did fail.
I am sorry that I never laughed with you.
But still your smile means lot to me and it's true.

You didn't seem to be okay yesterday.
Your parents? ? tell me what did they say? ?
I told you joke and even made fun of myself.
I didn't hear you laughing; I know I am not deaf.

What I am making you angry? i just can't see you,
Unhappy do you even know how much I love you? ?
Are you there? ? why are you not replying? ?
Please reply, without you here I feel like dying.

If I am making you angry then fine I m going
I won't talk to you ever and I am not crying.
You told only I used to make you smile, care about
You while other made you angry and give you hated.

I m just sorry that I thought I was your everything.
Without me you would not be even breathing.
Sorry that I cared about you and tried to make you smile.
Let's see how would you live if I m gone for a while

poem by Sushanta Rokka
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On My Feet They Are Most Comfortable

You may laugh at me.
And how the shoes I wear,
Seem to be more than broken in.
But on my feet they are most comfortable.
They've been with me through thick and thin.

Exchanging them now,
Is not a thought I want to entertain.
Nor do I choose new shoes to make an impression.
You would have no idea how I treasure them.
Or is it a conversation I would like to start.
Since what I would say would be difficult to end.

You may laugh at me.
And how the shoes I wear,
Seem to be more than broken in.
Laugh as much as you want.
But these shoes you see me in...
And will again and again.
Are closer to me than my dearest friends.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Just a Smile

Thousands of happiness can't,
Remove one pain in heart,
But one pain can remove, Thousand of happiness in heart,
So, Live within the acceptable fringes,
And turn your door By the fix of you hinges,
When looking for happiness,
Never just look upon laughter,
Expect painful tears too!

That single minute,
Out of thousands of hours,
That you spend building,
Rome towers of happiness,
Might raze to ashes,
When a minute stone slides,
Down the slope in pain!

Just consider a smile,
As a curve that,
Rubs away wrinkles,
And sets them straight,
When not in use!

Remember the unfair world:
The obvious make us laugh,
The special make us cry,
Yet we have to consider the special!

Before we die alone;
We are born alone,
We live sole.,
By only our love and friendship,
Do we create an illusion,
That we ain't alone,
So, we end up living in joy!

Just consider a smile,
As a curve of lips,
That sandwich a message,
Of ' I like that! '

Can you like this?

You can't count your hair!

You can't turn your stomach,
Backward!

You can't breathe,
When your tongue is out!

Oh no!
Please put your tongue inside!

If you've just smiled!
That's the far you can do,
To claim that you're happy,
Believe this;
Just smile, and chill off.

poem by Buyunde Acura Sylivester
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Beyond the grief.

It seems as if we are stalled by our grief,
unable to move away from it – and I wonder
if we will ever get over the loss of you. In time
they say we will, that one day we will finally be free
of the sadness that burdens our hearts, and we will dance
in our remembrance, and there will be no more tears.

But if that's true, I must admit I will miss the tears
when there is an eventual easing of the grief.
I am not as eager to begin the dance
of life without you, for the world has lost its wonder
for me, some of its shine - and being free
seems awfully relative - I suppose just like time.

I can still so clearly recall the last time
we were all together - the tears
we shared, even laughter, when you were set free
of this earthly pain - and even in our grief,
we were filled with such wonder
as we witnessed the end of life's dance.

When I was a little boy you used to let me dance
on the top of your shoes, moving in time
to the music on the radio. Is it any wonder
that music, to this day, brings tears
of joy, mingled with the ever-present grief,
which still has not set me completely free.

I now realize there is a cost to love; it's not free -
for when you love, you buy a ticket to the dance
of life - which comes with joy and pain, celebration and grief.
And if you have lived a long enough time,
as I have, even when the loss brings never ending tears,
with a broken heart, it's worth all of the pain, and it's no wonder

people love so fiercely - so much so that they cease to wonder
about the why, when or where - and now I realize that I am free
to love, and to lose, which will bring with it many tears.
But each tear is worth it - and seems to make the dance
more authentic. In the end, I will measure my time
by how much of it was filled with love, and with grief.

No longer will I wonder whether or not I should dance,
I will just be free, stepping in and out of time,
wearing my tears like a badge of honor as I move beyond the grief.

poem by Mahfooz Ali
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My Promise

A nervous laugh
Then I see you smile
I wonder what your soul has seen
Has it felt love
A gentle hand
A tender kiss
I fear it's hapiness
That you miss

Inside your eyes
I see the tears
I feel the fear
So much pain
Through many years

Can I help
Please
For in you, I see me
I hear the smack,
I see the bruises
And thoughts of suicide
Why not?
When all has been taken
There is nothing to lose

Please don't go
My heart whispers this scream
I want you to know
Just what you mean

All is not lost
This much I swear
It can't be love
But my friendship I'll share

Let the beat of your heart
Comfort you
And soothe your tears of pain
Future memories will bring
Tears of joy
Laughter
And love again

poem by Matt Mondschein
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My happiness

Happiness is when.....
I see your loving face
I hold it in my hands
and prepare for an embrace

Happiness is when.....
I hear your amazing voice
which brings back happy thoughts
and holds you as my only choice

Happiness is when.....
you giggle or you blush
it's a little bit astounding
and gives me a strange rush

Happiness is when.....
I hold your pale hand
although its seems cold
it's as warm as desert sand

Happiness is when.....
I put my head on your shoulder
I'm shocked you didn't freak
even though I'm like a boulder

Happiness is when.....
you laugh and you smile
you stay with me no matter what
even when I tend to rile

Happiness is when.....
I see your face in my mind
even when I'm lonely or sad
your's is never hard to find

Even though in love I am the poorest
with you I feel a burning in my heart
like a flame in a long wide forest
I pray God will never let us part

poem by Ken Suh
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Lovely Kim

I feel the warmth of the sunshine
And the blowing of the wind
Then in my ear, her voice I do hear
It is that of the lovely Kim.
As a happiness comes over me
Which really I cant explain
When she is around, my soul to her is bound
And no longer do I feel any anger or pain.
I walk with my outreached arms
Trying to find where she might be
And the wind blows, and then I know
She is there, for me to believe.
A happiness it enters my soul
And I hope from me it never escape
As long as its there, I know that she cares
And I know for life for me isn't too late.
My day it is full of happiness
I keep a smile in my heart and on my face
I feel a happy sound, which in my soul rebounds
Finally love and joy, I feel that sweet taste.
People they walk past me
I can feel the happiness in their soul
Loves in their heart, from which they cant part
And never will they let that feeling go.
So as once again I sit and I will wait
For the blowing and calling of the wind
I then close my eyes, and then I fantasize
Of that, and of the beautiful lovely Kim.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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At Least, Everybody's Happy

I want you to be happy
Because if you happy
I will be happy too

I want you to feel happy
Because if you happy
I will feel peaceful

I want your happiness
Because if you happy
I won't need anything else

I want to see you happy
Because if you happy
I will not be forced to see you grieving

I want you to know happiness 
Because if you happy
I will not disturb only by your sorrow

I want to hear that you're happy
Because if you happy
I should not listen to your unhappy story

I want you to find happiness
Because if you happy
I will not be chased by constant nightmare

I want you have a touch of happiness
Because if you happy
I could rip your ugly sad face with smile

I want to give you happiness
Because if you happy
I could take you from the darkness

I want you to taste happiness
Because if you happy
I must not swallow the bitterness

I want you realize that you have a right to be happy
Because if you happy
I won't be drowned in regret because ignorance

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XXII: Laugh

there's laugh, forced laugh
laugh, gentle rejection without word
laugh, looking sympathy with laugh
laugh but actually doesn't laugh
hiding anger, hiding pain
cheerful laugh but alone inside
why you try hard to impress people?
tired and wounded more
laughing your foolish joke
and crying life in the dark room
laugh for yourself
laugh with your heart
and you'll never regret to try an honest laugh

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Life can be fun

Life can have it's ups and downs
days that are dark and Grey
but it also can be full of fun
with laughter along the way.
Some people just make us happy
they make you feel good all the while
you get out of bed feeling lousy
but their humour soon brings a smile.
There are times you need to be serious
because life has it's moments of pain
but laughter can ease the worries
and bring relief to the stress and strain.
In life you will live and learn a lot
have good times along with the bad
but a beautiful rainbow follows the storm
and a friend can lift you when your sad.
So whatever life may throw at you
try and have a laugh and some fun
and while some people can be cold
others can be friendly and warm as the Sun.

poem by Kevin Halls
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