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Stays Around As A Constant Reminder

De-sensitizied?
From a life lacking of experiences lived?
And joking to de-humanize others,
Living their lives from a deck of cards dealt.
Has its consequences for one to pay one day.

There is nothing like running into a brick wall.
Believing the pain resulting from it,
Can be whispered away...
Without a suffering done.
And a call for help that goes unanswered.

A suffering from our unconscious actions,
Not only comes...
But stays around as a constant reminder,
To let what is be as it is.
Or there will be no sleeping in a peaceful rest.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Consequences

do not forget
that for every action
there is always a reaction

that a body at rests
always stays at rest
unless acted upon by
an unequal force
opposite that
direction

this is the law in physics
so unforgiving
mercilessly operating
in the universe

if you think that i am
speaking about us
so shall it be
with what you have done
we both shall
suffer the
consequences of your
actions

because we are one
in all these
your mistakes
and miscalculations
included
and so here i am by your
side
suffering gladly

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Goes Around, Comes Around

What goes around, comes around
As I always have been told,
So what you have done unto others,
Unto you, someday the same will unfold.
The evils that you have held
And the lies that you have spoke,
Someday you will be visited by them all
And by those deeds alone, you will choke.
Karma will come and get you
From it you cannot run and or hide
She will follow till your end on Earth
And she’ll mock you the day that you die.

What goes around comes around
Truer words have never been said
Your life will be full of sadness and pain
From the life that you once had led.
To the pain and suffering that you caused
From the evils and lies that you dealt
Believing lies that you told and hold
For you there will be a special place in Hell.
And you might not die alone
You might have your family and or friends
But when your passing has came and gone
No one will think good of you, ever again.

What comes around, goes around
I think deeply on that thought,
Because nothing truly can you hide from man
And from GOD, your always caught.
You might lie only to lie to yourself
But then soon, it comes back to you
And then you see the pain that you caused
Then they’ll will be nothing that you can do.
Suffering will be yours alone forever
Your moaning in pain will be your only sound
And I myself will mock and ignore you
For as they say, what comes around, goes around.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Closer to Happiness

What do you get when you run away from
a predator? You get exactly what I'm
writing about: something chasing after
you. Not letting you go.

Walk around the house,
It's sunny outside.
It's nice,
Warm,
Pretty.
Then I hear the first of the
Trucks and I know
It's not going to end well.

No matter how far I get,
It always catches up to me.

I keep running.
Running away from all the hurt,
All the pain,
All the pessimism and all the suffering.
I keep running.
Running away from all the death,
All the heartbreak,
All the cancer and all the disease.
Trying to get farther from all that,
Closer to happiness.

He was a truck driver,
We saw him every once in a while.
It was nice,
Something we could rely on,
Then his cancer acted up again,
The chemo and radiation started,
And being a pessimist really sucked.
Being a realist sucks even more.

No matter how far I get,
It always catches up with me.

Nowadays, I have my friends.
I have my good days where I'm just a normal
realist.
I have my bad days, where I fight back the
pessimism that threatens to take over.
Here comes realism.
And.

No matter how far I get,
It always catches up to me.

Passing on my knowledge
as a realist is amazing.
Many don't know what really goes
on out there,
In this world we live in.
But once,
just once,
Can I please stay
Closer to happiness?

poem by Raven Lightner
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Without pain, there would be no suffering, without suffering we would never learn from over mistakes. To make it right, pain and suffering is the key to all windows, without it, there is no way of life.

quote by Angelina Jolie
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Days of my pain

There were days when my pain came.
It came without knocking but came saying i am just joking.
It's joking or not can't say.
Because it's my pain.I must say.

Pain gives me suffering.It makes me nothing.
Every pain has it's meaning.
The meaning is something I can't sit without it's feelings.

To understand the pain.You must feel it.
Feel from inside not from outside.
Try meditating.Don't make it irritating.

poem by Yash Pradhan
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Those 'New To Discover Life' People

Often I am amused by those...
'New To Discover Life' people.
Either they have been rehabiliated in prision.
Or a brick wall they have run into most of their lives,
Suddenly provided them with insight.

Reconditioned to mingle about,
In today's dysfunctional society...
Has instilled within their minds certain beliefs,
That everyone they pass along city streets...
Needs someone who has been recently 'released',
To provide them with guidance and moral comfort.

Often I am amused by those...
'New To Discover Life' people.
Either they have been rehabiliated in prison.
Or a brick wall they have run into most of their lives,
Suddenly provided them with insight.

And those who face and battle their struggles,
On a daily basis...
Without sitting in a cell or running into bricks,
Have been deluded by their lives lived in reality.
And they sit with wishes wanting to hear...
Fables from an ex-con,
Who made choices to live life quick.
And still seeks to live as easy as possible.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pain & Suffering

pain and suffering
turn things to blood
a power floats
upside down in a river of mud
a skull of a goat
makes love to you
you're my doll
a pet who meows
and blood and hate
the blood that's everywhere
suffering, i am terminating this world
i'm your father now
no more shelter, no more fun
human race, you're going to writhe now
heh heh heh heh
i am angry
a tall building fell on daddy
pain and suffering
i am destruction
i am angry
i am total
(growl)
pain and suffering
the pain, the pain
no birds are singing
here comes armageddon
no more shelter
no more fun
human race
i've got you

song performed by by Iggy Pop
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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(Suicide Poem) Bringing You Back From The Edge

Blood boiling
Temperature rising.
I am a angry man surmising.
Yeah, Yeah, YEAHHH! ! !

Give it up
stop even trying.
Wasting your time.
Blood shot are the eyes.
Being drunk all the time as just a disguise.
Mask it.
Abolish it.
A nonexistent life.
Feel no pain.
Feel no suffering.
No conscience.
This will have dire consequences.
With the best intentions.

Blood boiling.
Temperature rising.
I am a angry man surmising.
Yeah, Yeah, YEAHHH! ! !

I'm trying to reach you.
But you are already gone.
Then you fall to the floor.
Maybe just maybe you weren't given a fair shot in life.
But you're still alive.
I won't let you die.
Even if we got fight.
Suicide on the mind tonight.
Hey man put down the bottle.
Put down all those pills.
Living for only the thrill.
A constant addiction to loss.
I know exactly how your feeling.

Blood boiling
Temperature rising.
I am a angry man surmising.
Yeah, Yeah, YEAHHH! ! !

Give it up
stop even trying.
Wasting your time.
Blood shot arer the eyes.
Being drunk all the time as just a disguise.
Mask it.
Abolish it.
A nonexistent life.
Feel no pain.
Feel no suffering.
No conscience
This will have dire consequences.
With the best intentions

I'm will never just walk away.
Even at the expense of dreams and hopes.
It's a slippery slope.
Your on the edge looking down.
Feeling the ghost pulling you.
But together we will make it through.
I don't blame anyone for the things I do.
So follow me.
Look at what you can yet make important.
A family to be.
Friends to keep.
Everything in our hollow existence we seek

Blood boiling
Temperature rising.
I am a angry man surmising.
Yeah, Yeah, YEAHHH! ! !

I trying to reach you.
But you are already gone.
Then you fall to the floor.
Maybe just maybe you weren't given a fair shot in life
But your still alive.
I won't let you die.
Even if we got fight.
Suicide on the mind tonight.
Hey man put down the bottle.
Put down all those pills.
Living for only the thrill.
A constant addiction to loss.
I know exactly how your feeling.

Blood boiling
Temperature rising.
I am a angry man surmising.
Yeah, Yeah, YEAHHH! ! !

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Suffering

I heard about your happiness
And all the plans that youre involved in
Since youre gone youd be impressed
To know i, too, have been evolving
But I dont think you comprehend
Ive been suffering
Yeah, Ive been suffering
Guess Ill be suffering up around the bend
This love is a cancer in me
I can feel it advancing in me
This fire it is my light in the world
Well, I found me a new friend
Ive been suffering
Yeah, Ive been suffering
Guess Ill be suffering up around the bend
I hung around in a leather bar
They threw me on the cement
Slept all night in my plastic car
Got in an accident
I brushed by you in the supermart
And I had me a touch of whats real
It was real when you crushed me with your steel
Black clouds roll through my mind
Who says anyway these halls are sovereign?
I am a hater of the human kind
So keep away, this hearts not softening
No, I dont think that its the end of this suffering
Yeah, Ive been suffering
Ive been suffering
Ive been suffering
And Ill be suffering up around the bend

song performed by by Frank Black
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Tower That Ate People

There's a bump in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
There's a bump in the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
?
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Sleepin

(ron miller/terry erlinger)
Johnnys been runnin hard all his life
cause life never treated him right
Well he aint running now
You see his eyes are closed
They cant hurt him tonight
Sleepin, hes sleepin
Just let him be for a while
Dont wake him, dont take him
To where the people dont smile
Sleepin, my man is sleepin nice now
Please let him stay here with me
I promise, Ill keep him
At home, where hes supposed to be
Hes been out there
In the streets you know
And strugglin, scufflin
Trying to survive
Out there in a richmans world
And now you say my johnny is not alive
But youre wrong, cant you see
Sleepin, hes just sleepin mister
He doesnt rest very much
He lives hard and he gives hard
And Ill just die for his touch
Sleepin, hes sleepin
Without a care to his name
Hes peaceful
Hes quiet
Hes tired of runnin his game
Hes been out there
In the streets you know
With all the pain and all the suffering
Out there
Where you fight like hell
He never learned a fix dont fix a thing
Dont touch him
Johnny put too much in his vanes
And now youre trying to tell me hes gone
I dont believe you
Im just gonna sit here
And rock him in my arms
Sleepin, hes sleepin
He doesnt rest very much
You see he lives hard and gives hard

song performed by by Diana Ross
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Suffering

Why did I have to live through this pain?
A thousand winds blow.
And the demons touture my soul.
Im reaching out.
But all I seem to do is recive hate.

Stop me breathing.
Stop my hart beating.
All I want is out of this.
Im suffering so bad.

My only tempory realese is to cut.
I only want the suffering to end.
It drives me around the bend.

My only answer is to cut.
And do nothing but.
I want out of this pain.
I want my suffering to end

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Dealt into silence

Dealt into silence
~
I sit and shuffle a deck of cards
Each queen named, a prelude to fate
Momentarily I distract myself enough
To slip into an idyllic peaceful isolation
And what has brought me to this conclusion
That I now turn my back to the world
And seek the confines of solitude
I sit turning each card, counting nothing
For there is nothing in these turns of fate
Each queen I named a sad memory
Of a love I held passed unrequited
The same story, the same bitter ending
Those false promises sound like quotations
Reeling out from liars lips meaningless
And who was there to pick up the pieces
Of the broken heart and weeping soul
The cards are shuffled and dealt
Into silence and solitude

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Explored and Treasured

Some of us meet,
With an instant feeling felt...
There is some kind of unspoken history.
An intention sent,
Is recognized as if meant.
A chemistry bonds,
From the heavens and beyond.
And this to us comes...
As if a piece of a puzzle,
Becomes shared from a deck of cards...
That has been dealt!

'I have two aces and two kings! '

~That's not possible.
Is it?
Because I too have two aces,
AND two kings! ~

'What does this mean? '

And what 'does' this mean?
Since we all perceive,
We are here to live lives...
Chronologically spent.
If I feel an energy generating,
I have known before...
Where is that coming from?
When is this going to make some sense?

And...
What is 'IT' that allows,
To open 'that' door?
To be explored and treasured...
Respected and adored.
While most of our experiences,
We accept as lessons taught...
As learning to walk,
Eventually becomes ignored.

~Is The Creator of 'this' experience lived,
Doubling over in laughter?
And wiping from the eyes joyful tears,
That we are caught by surprise.~

'What joke is 'this' experienced?
That 'The One and Only Omnipresent'...
Has us live as if an experiment? '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Scar

A scar
Longed for
Begged for
Once treasured
Now a reminder
Of the pain
Of the past

Can it heal?
Or can it be
A reminder
Of love lost?

A constant reminder
Of the need
To put the knives away
To reach for the healing
Biting touch of honesty
From within myself.

poem by Robin Huntsman
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The voice of the Poor

when everything looses its taste and vengeance cloth the
agony of the heart, the gnashing of teeth birth the beginning
of hatred, and the sting of death lives with thy soul, through
out generation to come

every faith challenge the discernment of the heart, living behind
the tears of the innocent, that calls the coolness of a stumble
heart, sprouted like an incense fume, chanting the bravery of
fear

as the eyes sees the suffering of the soul, the venue settled
down an avenue of loosing one's life, an experience of thy heart
that lives beyond man's personal conviction to die, even death
is not an option just to rise an honor to what faith calls

as the ladder of pain hurts the shadow of death, the will to live
is beyond compare, to shed blood, is what it is call, living
through dying is the only wisdom to live in harmony to every
man's faith

life is a call, to gain the fame of living is to give what is best in
life, it is in a small thing you give that, life brings us to see
and find the meaning of what is life...... a call to live

poem by Antonio Liao
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God saw you getting tired

God saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be.
So He wrapped his arms around you,
and whispered, 'come to me.'
You didn't deserve what you went through,
So He gave you rest.
God's garden must be beautiful,
He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping,
So peaceful and free from pain
I could not wish you back
To suffer that again.

poem by Katie Evans
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Life just 10% of what happens and 90% of how you react

Life 10% what happens and 90% your reaction on the happenings

We are free to choose
Our response in any given situation
But we are not free to
Choose the consequences of those actions

Our actions,
Those governed by right principles
Bring positive results
Dishonesty in dealing can
Bring social consequences,
Depending on whether or not
We are found out
And
Also are our natural consequences
Fix result of our actions,
Which Indian Philosophy puts as Karma

That means our choice of response, in a way,
Is our choice of consequences
The important and decisive factor in life
Is not what happens to us
But, the way
We take towards what happens

poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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If every call to Christ and His righteousness is a call to suffering, the converse is equally - every call to suffering is a call to Christ, a promotion, an invitation to come up higher.

quote by Charles Bent
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There Is a Felt Loneliness Connected

Too weak to weep again.
Or brave new insults made...
Heard before but nonetheless,
Can never replace a life lived dealt...
From a deck selected,
To represent the life I've been given.

There is a felt loneliness connected,
When it is expected one should accept...
Being in a public arena and getting little respect.

There is a felt neglect when one becomes an object.
And becomes subjected to negativity mentioned,
By those claiming to be close...
And those unsuspecting,
Very few come supportive with an emotional boost.

Too weak to weep again.
Or brave new insults made...
Heard before but nonetheless,
Can never replace a life lived dealt...
From a deck selected,
To represent the life I've been given.
But live I do and done at my best.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stays Around As A Constant Reminder

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Consequences

Goes Around, Comes Around

Closer to Happiness

Days of my pain

Those 'New To Discover Life' People

Pain & Suffering

(Suicide Poem) Bringing You Back From The Edge

Suffering

The Tower That Ate People

Sleepin

Suffering

Dealt into silence

Explored and Treasured

A Scar

The voice of the Poor

God saw you getting tired

Life just 10% of what happens and 90% of how you react

There Is a Felt Loneliness Connected

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