I Did Not Know
Son I am sorry for all the anguish you went through as a child.
But in my defense I did not know.
I did not know
about all your night that were filled with fear.
I did not know
that your smile was really a mask to hide your tears.
I did not know
that because of my words you were sometimes too afraid to even try.
I did not know
that my laughter made you cry.
I especially did not know
that in the place we called home
is where you felt most alone.
Please forgive me son.
I really and truly
Did Not Know! !
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In Ashes my Tears Now Lie
Here in ashes do my tears now lie
for every dropp filled with unrequited love did i cry
a smile that always cloud my sky
hear in ashes do my tears lie
I cannot smile a smile
but in one's eye its decieving
i cannot smile a smile
behind it lies choked words
words that i even hide from myself
it makes my tears taste even bitter
it makes the pain in my heart grow stronger and stronger
this smile is just a lie
so slowly is my smile fading
so slowly its secret is revealing
and so quickly im trying to stop the tears
but i cannot stop this secret from revealing the truth
i cannot hide the pain in my heart no more
i cannot hide the tears with laughter no more
all i can do is let it out
and slowly will it reveal the truth of what i have hidden for so long..
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Time To Come Home©
Come home, my child,
Be not afraid.
Come home to the arms
Of I who you made.
Come home, my child,
Into the light,
Out of the darkness
Of that cold night.
You are not leaving
You'll be ever near.
Come home, my child,
Be of no fear.
Reach to the gentle
Hands from above,
Come home, my child,
To My boundless love.
poem by Joanna E. King
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What Heppened To Laughter?
What Happened to Laughter?
What I miss the most not being a child, is its exuberance.
The easy tears and laughter, to jump up in the air for no
reason at all other that it gave a dizzying sensation.
I loved to go to circus, laughed uproar sly at the clown
and admired the lion tamer with his whip.
These days a clown’s mask is an unfolding tragedy and
animals should be free to survive or die in the wild.
But I still hanker for the days of innocence which is so
utterly lacking in morality. Now I seek refuge behind
irony a place where to hide my tears and hilarity.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The Right Mask
One night a poem came up to a poet
From now on, it said, you must wear a mask.
What kind of mask? asked the poet.
A rose mask, said the poem.
I've used it already, said the poet,
I've exhausted it.
Then wear the mask that's made out of
a nightingale's song, use that mask.
Oh, it's an old mask, said the poet,
it's all used up.
Nonsense, said the poem, it's the perfect mask,
still, try on the god mask,
now that mask illuminates heaven.
It's a tight mask, said the poet,
and the stars crawl about in it like ants.
Then try on the troubador's mask, or the singer's mask,
try on all the popular masks.
I have, said the poet, but they fit so easily.
The poem was getting impatient,
it stamped its feet like a child,
it screamed. Then try on your own face,
try the one mask that terrifies,
the mask only you could possibly use,
the mask only you could wear out.
The poet tore at his face til it bled,
this mask? he yelled, this mask?
Yes, said the poem, yes.
But the poet was tired of masks,
he had lived too long with them,
he snatched at the poem and stuck it in his face.
Its screams were muffled, it wept, it tried to be lyrical,
it wriggled into his eyes and mouth.
Next day his friends were afraid of him,
he looked so distorted.
Now it's the right mask, said the poem, the right mask.
It clung to him lovingly and never let go again.
poem by Brian Patten
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Laughter In The Rain.
We use to have it,
Long long time ago.
We use to reach for it.
But now it’s no more.
It was our pride,
Having laughter in the rain,
With nothing to hide,
We made it plain.
How stunning it was laughing in the rain.
Laugh like a drain,
Like a baby with no stain.
Yes!
I felt like a child
Felt it like a lady that is not wild.
Having laughter in the rain with you,
Hand in hand walking on the street with you.
In all times you hold me tight.
To make me feel alright.
Laughter always in my mouth.
`Cause you always with me no matter what.
How stunning,
Having laughter in the rain.
No cunning,
We made every thing plain.
Sit on the couch laughing and laughing
Laughing and laughing.
To ease the pain.
Having laughter in the rain.
Laughter in the rain,
Sadness of our pain.
It was a pleasure.
It is a treasure.
And I am sure
It is nothing you will not want to measure.
Our laughter in the rain.
The many tears we cried over and over again.
It is something maybe good.
Everyone thought we could,
Take it to the next level if we would.
I remember thousand of the droplet tears
The holding and cuddling to take off the fears.
Titter to make us laugh.
Titillate me to get me down.
Laughter in the rain.
Took away our pain.
But now it is no more.
We lost it long time ago.
It was our pride.
It was with us every time we ride
Laughter in the rain.
poem by Chinwendu Ibeh
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Afraid Its Too Late
She sits at the window
All dressed in white
Been a long time since shes cried
Tears called ....tumbling down
She remembers her childhood brown
Shes afraid its too late
She steps out on the porch
Takes a minute from her day
Just like when she was a child
To listen what the wind would say
She was carefree like the children are today
Say, ? ? loves you, wont you come out and play
Shes afraid its too late
When she was a child
She had crowns hiding gold
With such awe, each flower she did hold
And she...the grass beneath her feet
How she hated things that were already late
They took away her laughter
They took away her crown
They said hey girl, you gotta keep your feet on the ground
She said oh, but they are
They say well laughter wont pay your bills
A flower fell from her hand, falling still
They taught her to be respectable
Responsible somehow
They taught her to be in every....
She forgot how it felt to have leaves of grass beneath her feet
Now every thought screams to return to her childhood royalty
Shes afraid its too late
She takes one last moment
Before going inside
She takes a coat
To dry her eye
She ... and it all becomes clear
Its probably laughter that gets you what you need
....more than here
Shes afraid its too late
La la la la
La la da da laaah
song performed by by Jewel
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The angels of sleep
Asleep the child fell
When night cast its spell;
The angels came near
With laughter and cheer.
Her watch at its waking the mother was keeping:
'How sweet, my dear child, was your smile now while sleeping!'
To God mother went,
From home it was rent;
Asleep the child fell
'Neath tears' troublous spell.
But soon it heard laughter and mother-words tender;
The angels brought dreams full of childhood's rare splendor.
It grew with the years,
Till gone were the tears;
Asleep the child fell,
While thoughts cast their spell.
But faithful the angels their vigils were keeping,
The thoughts took and whispered: 'Have peace now, while sleeping!'
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Heart
There’s a place in my heart which is empty inside
A place in my heart where I try to hide
To hide from the pains that hurt me so
And I turn, but nowhere to go.
So I hide like the child deep inside
Who is afraid to take the step of a journey.
That may lead to better things in life
But refuses to make a sacrifice.
But the heart has a mechanism
which automatically protects
You from things that you fear
And takes you on a journey
To wipe away the tears.
Don’t ever hide from what
The heart may bring, because
Deep inside of us there s a voice that sings.
poem by Louis Rams
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A Smile Is A Complicated Thing
A smile is a complicated thing, I'll tell you why,
Anyone can smile, as anyone should,
Yet still it can mask the deepest cuts, I know it's true,
It can deceive people into thinking one's okay, has it worked? ,
It can hide the tears that have dried upon ones face, can you see them?
A smile can show the world a little bit of light, if even just a glimmer,
It can take dark cracks in one's mind and disguise them, I wear a disguise,
It can put on a show for everyone to see, will you clap for me? ,
Yet a smile can also be true, I've had those too,
Offering nothing but joy and laughter, I remember those,
So before you pass off ones smile take a second to smile back, please smile at me,
Reassure them that they don't waste their smiles, are mine wasted? ,
Never judge a smile or ignore the eyes of the smiling, look in my eyes,
Look for hidden pains behind the mask, can you see? ,
Don't be deceived by the charade, listen to my silent story,
And before you pass by smile back, please smile back,
For your smile could be saying the same, do you know how I feel? ,
Everyone has reason to smile, are you smiling? ,
But a smile is a complicated things, I have told you why,
No one should smile alone, smile with me,
We all smile together for good and for bad, what's your story? ,
You're never alone, I am here,
A smile is a complicated thing, I have told you why.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Laughter Turns To Tears
Makeup on your shoulder silence in the air
Tonight those telltale signs are everywhere
As you lay beside her talkin' in your dreams
The game is up and laughter turns to tears
Every time you phone her with a dumb excuse
She starts to think that she's outgrown her use
You'll be home by midnight workin' late it seems
The penny drops and laughter turns to tears
Do you think she's crazy
Don't you think she knows
Do you think she's taken in
Don't you think it shows
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears
You can send her roses say she's lookin' great
You can talk of love but it may be too late
You may think she's jokin' as her laughter teems
But with tears
And laughter turns to screams
chorus
Now it won't be easy
Finding words to say
how you really feel inside
You take the game away
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears
One day it's gonna shake you up
Take you by surprise
Someday it's gonna wake you up
Tears in your eyes
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears x2
song performed by by Hollies
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A Mother's Lament
my child, my child, i am so afraid
my child, my child, please forgive me
for losing myself
for losing myself
please forgive me for losing my mind
i miss you
i want the very best for you
and my constant worry
what i fear
is that i am not the very best for you
but who is, who is?
i fear noone else is either and
sometimes i am sorry for bringing you into
this world of struggle
There are times when I have been strong,
clear happy; and I have to remember
I have to find myself – my power.
For you
my child
you deserve me
you deserve a mother
who is not cowering
gasping for breath
A mother awake.
A mother alive.
poem by Pilar Mogollon
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Ever after
I see i side of you
i never knew
When you're with her..
You seem happy, glad
I wish i could get mad
Remember everything we felt?
But anytime you smile
It always makes my heart melt
Even if that smile not for me.
I hope you live a happy ever after
I hope your days are filled with
love and laughter.
And i'll be watching out of my
window
Where did all of our times go?
And i'll smile sadly to myself
Because i can think of no one else
And i'll wipe away the tears and
say goodbye
And who knows
Maybe i could find somebody new
Maybe even someone like you
Who enjoys love and laughter
Though still i wish you
A happy Ever after...
poem by Midnight Lily
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Oblivious
Day after long dreadful day,
I come home and quietly
put on my mask
so they don't worry.
I have a fake smile
plastered on my face,
and yet they don't even
notice a difference from a real and a fake.
I tell them my day was
fairly good.... each day!
Maybe tell them I
was a little bored.
I cover up my body,
act like everything is fine.
They don't suspect a
single thing is wrong with me.
They can't see anything.
They can't see that underneath
my smile, I am screaming
for them to notice!
They can't see that underneath
my mask, I am crying.
They can't see the agony and
sorrow in my eyes.
They can't see that underneath
everything, I am bruised, cut,
and shattered to pieces.
Blood is everywhere!
They can't see that I
hide my true self from them.
They think my mask is truly me,
they don't know anything.
Late at night and on my own,
I don't have to hide.
I don't have to wear my mask
or fake smile or clothes.
I scream and cry out to the night,
blood oozing out of me,
the pieces of my heart
scatter on the floor.
No one hears my cries,
No one sees my tears.
No one can see how hurt
I have been.
And now here I go,
back down this road again.
Spiraling down further
into the darkness.
Depression is taking hold,
this time it's stronger
and even more resilient.
I don't think I will escape this time.
This darkness creeps all
around me, consuming all that is good.
Replacing the good things
with five more bad things.
It takes hold of me,
reaches inside of me
and takes out my heart.
Takes my soul out.
Then on to another
victim, leaves me,
a corpse with nothing left inside;
just a shell.
The night closes in fast.
And I prepare for the worst.
This time no one will
be there to save me.
They don't even know
that I'm already gone.
They only see what
they want to see, and it's not me...
poem by Jaana Coon
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Masks
Some people wears a mask,
afraid to let their feelings show.
Sometimes they wear them
when they are happy,
when they don’t need them at all.
Some wear a mask when they are sad
to hide their feeling there.
Some hide their anger,
others hide their shame,
while others hide behind a mask
trying to show they have no feelings at all.
poem by David Harris
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Every Child!
the faces of...
every child who'll
go to bed hungry tonite...
every child afraid to sleep
for fear of the soldiers,
the bullets, the bombs....
every child abused
by his parents...
every child humiliated
for being different.
every child who's never
known his own father...
every child with no hope
for an education...
every child sleeping
in homeless cars.
every child alone,
lonely, without love.
every child of every broken home,
every child, every color, every country...
staring at me this sleepless night,
tearing at my heart...
all my children!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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What If It Was Your Child
I saw a child yesterday sitting on a corner, tears
streaming down its face, and I stopped to ask
why and the child replied, “no one likes me,
they laugh at me and say I lie, but I don’t lie.”
I walk away after leaving a hug and some words
of encouragement, but as I walked home I said,
“thank God it was not my child.”
Today thousands starved to death because they
had no food. Some ones little girl, some ones
son, but my child ate well.
I turned off the television news and I said, “thank
God it was not my child.”
Every day it seems there is more tragedy, more
horrors, children dying, abused and killed, and it
seems nothing is done to change these things, but
my child is safe, warm and fed.
So when I go to sleep at night I pray and say,
“thank God it was not my child.”
This morning someone screamed at my child and
when I in anger started to reply I thought of Jesus on
the cross, his father watching as he suffered and died
at the hands of the very ones he came to save and I
walked away and prayed, “thank God it was not my
child.”
So my friends the next time you are upset over some
wrong you feel has been done to your child, think of
all the wrongs in the world and should you feel the
need for revenge remember, Jesus could have called
all the angels in Heaven for help but instead he cried,
“father forgive them they know not what they do.”
And God said, ” what if it was your child? ”
If You Must Wear A Mask
my friend if you must
wear a mask
try the one with a contagious
smile or even the one
with loud laughter
this world is sad
so sad that it has forgotten the
shape of the smile
the links to laughter
wear the mask and
be with us
we'll take the same boat
to the other edge of
this earth
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Know Your Name
Who is the you that no one else can see
In your heart, a lonely one afraid to be
Lost again, need a friend
You hide your soul to keep the hurt inside
All alone, your tears call out into the night
Is he there, does he care
Chorus
Yes, I know your name
Every prayer you pray
Im the one who brought you to this place
The voice who sings to you
The hand that clings to you
Oh my child, Ive always known your name... known your name
I hold you close to me, close to heart
And this kind of love will find you anywhere you are
Never fear, I am here
Chorus
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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The Pain, The Anguish, The Fear
Inside of me
raining down
its everywhere
hurting me
blinding me
to myself
the pain, the anguish, the fear
they smother me
blocking out all thought
breeding misery
my only will
is to end it all
to stop the pain
the anguish, the fear
of them
I live afraid
of their next move
out of fear
I build a wall
to block myself
from them
I give everyone the illusion
of being inside but it is only
smoke and mirrors
sometimes fooling myself
into thinking it as well
the pain, the anguish, the fear
seep through the cracks
smother me
in a blanket of hate, anger and fear
they are killing me
slowly but surely
the pain, the anguish, the fear
poem by Austin Jones
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Murder in white
She wore white
She smiled at me
That night
With a sparkle in her eye
Like a reflecting light
I couldn’t stop myself…
That night
One dance, one chance to make things right
That night
One look of her in white
That night
As she turned
She whispers in my ear…
Please don’t fear please don’t deny our love tonight
I could not forgive her, for what she had done…
I couldn’t forgive her that night
The cold hard feeling of a concealed weapon in my pocket
I felt the urge to fight
That night
As she lead the way
Up the stairs in flight
That night
I could not forgive her
I could not be led into this evil
I never wanted to fight
That night… but she looked so good wearing white
I made a big mistake that night!
poem by Magenta Jones
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