Sea of life
Sea of life
The tears
are shed
I've read
them
silently
and I've
swum into
those
bitter Oceans
got drunk
every time
I lost
my balance
by
trouble-some
questions
whi ch often
touched
too.....deep.
Madrason 02-11-2001
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Lost in the Oceans
lost in my oceans of tears
no family, friends nor dears
the sky is a ghost, love is a falling leaves
lost in the oceans of tear
the home is far, and hug is scar
the heart is April, eyes are flaring star
lost in the oceans of tear
where live is fade and love is paid
when friends are dead and words are said
lost in the oceans of tears
yet I found the beauty
when your eyes became snooty
lost in the oceans of tears
where you rose high in the hell
and deep beyond an ell
poem by Mohammed Sabbagh
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The Itinerant Singing Girl
Fatherless and motherless, no brothers have I,
And all my little sisters in the cold grave lie;
Wasted with hunger I saw them falling dead -
Lonely and bitter are the tears I shed.
Friendless and loverless, I wander to and fro,
Singing while my faint heart is breaking fast with woe,
Smiling in my sorrow, and singing for my bread -
Lonely and bitter are the tears I shed.
Harp clang and merry song by stranger's door and board,
None ask wherefore tremble my pale lips at each word;
None care why the color from my wan cheek has fled -
Lonely and bitter are the tears I shed.
Smiling and singing still, tho' hunger, want, and woe,
Freeze the young life-current in my veins as I go;
Begging for my living, yet wishing I were dead -
Lonely and bitter are the tears I shed.
poem by Jane Francesca Wilde
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Trouble
Trouble, oh trouble set me free,
I have seen your face and its to much for today
Trouble, oh trouble cant you see
Eating my heart away, and theres nothing much left of me
I drunk your wine
You have made your world mine
So wont you be fair
Oh wont you be fair
I dont no more of you
So wont you be kind to me
And let me go there
I have to go there
Trouble oh trouble move away,
I have seen your face and its to much for me today
Trouble oh trouble cant you see
You have made me a wreck now wont you leave me in my misery
Ive seen your eyes
And I have seen death disguised, oh hanging on me
Oh hanging on me
Im deep and torn
Im shattered and lost and worn
Too shocking to see
Too shocking to see
Trouble oh trouble please be kind
I dont wanna fight and I havnt got a lot of time.
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Bitter Tears
In the mist
Of my endless search
The best in life
Becomes clear
The rest just begins
To fade by itself
Thats a trick I learnt
Though it took so long
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
Im seeing my way
For the first time in years
When the love around
Begins to suffer
And you cant find love
In one
In one another
Push away those bitter tears
Bitter tears
And I thought I was doing no wrong
And I thought I was doing no wrong
In the hour of your needs
Lips are trembling
Cause youre gonna be free
Realise what were doing here
The time is right to kill your fears
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
And I thought I was doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong
song performed by by INXS
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Why The Tears I Shed?
Why the tears I shed?
Hunger is around,
I'm well fed.
Why the tears I shed?
The fire has gone out,
Warm is my bed.
Why the tears I shed?
Love is without sense,
On me lies her head.
Why the tears I shed?
The living is on alms,
Aplenty is my bread.
Why the tears I shed?
Life seeks mercy,
More blessed is the dead.
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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September 2001
September 2001
gone but never forgotten
soon on this the eight year
the names will be read again
the tears will be shed again
America will morn again
on this the approching eight year
September 2001
gone but never forgotten
God bless America
poem by Vincent Armone
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Tears
Tears, tears please leave my eyes.
I do not wish to sympathize
with all that seems to trouble me.
If you will leave then I'll be free.
Each time I feel my eyes are dry
guilt appears and then I cry.
Salty tears that dribble on my face
bring me to a sad, sad place.
Smiles please replace my tears.
I do not wish in my waning years
to spend my days in deep-felt sorrow.
I need to awaken to a bright tomorrow.
The tears I've shed could fill a lake.
And oh the toll that they did take.
What good they are I do not know.
They just come. They just flow.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Touch of We
A Touch of We
Did not I see what my heart whispered to me
did not those birdeyes sing so silently
did those unsudden promises not shake my tree
was not my passion there to set me free;
i miss a true stroke, i miss a touch of We
Madrason 29-04-2009
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Every Tear
I lost my true love today
It was a bittersweet moment,
But mostly bitter
As i am crying i want you to know that every tear
I shed was for you
These tears are shed because
i love you and now i'm losing you
Every tear that i shed you will be in my thoughts
As i am crying i want you to know that i love you
Always have and always will
(2-3-05)
poem by Brandi Young
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My Love For You
you buried something
deep,
in fact deeper than burying
someone
who died nine days ago,
since you want to forget
and forget
this forever, something that
you lost and would want it lost
and not want
to recover
from a distance i look at you
and shed tears for
what you buried
without much pomp of a ceremony
i pity
what cruelty you have to yourself
i bring a flower
for that which was buried and lost
it is something that i always
cherish and
remember with all the gladness of my heart
with all the gentleness of my soul
my love for you
deep in the layers of time
buried
still blooms
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sands Of Time
From the beginning of this own world,
man has shed a million tears.
Tears for the pain they've had
in their lives and for all the
wasted years.
But the saddest tears that
ever fell, fell not from
just any man's eyes. But
they were shed by my Savior
and they stained The Sands Of Time.
And as the Father looked upon His
Son, He had to turn His face away.
And as Jesus hung upon that cross,
He gave His all for us that day.
And as the tears ran down His face,
as He cried, mixed with the blood
that flowed from His side. Oh what
a sacrifice of love and it stained
The Sands Of Time.
Oh yes it stained The Sands Of Time.
It stained The Sands Of Time.
The blood that was shed for a lost
and dying world, oh yes it stained
The Sands Of Time, of time.
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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Memnon's column
The column, cut deep by the sword of a king
got a beautiful gift, the stone didn't possess:
so, when touched by the first shining rays of the spring
it was able to sing the forbidden distress.
And through ages and ages, its holy, long chord
playing in the aurora, with a sound loud and fair,
the inner destruction and the secret discord,
could be heard all the time spreading notes in the air.
To perform all the time at a moment precise,
it was mended one day by another great king.
Yet, since then, neither played nor was able to sing.
That's because had a soul the stone frigid as ice,
as long as it suffered and bitter tears shed.
But having no wound, the creature was dead.
poem by Lucian Blaga, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Tears..Peace..Night Smile..Fear..Time..Fate. The Seven Oceans Of Pain
Swimming across the first ocean, i met my friend-tears
he has been living there, for so many many years
he keeps count of all the tears, i have shed
on every tear, her name is tagged, and my future is read.
Swimming across the second ocean, i met my friend-peace
he left me, the day my heart shattered to pieces
im the master of peace, said, he'll keep the shattered pieces whole
i'll hand your heart over to you, when i departure with your soul.
Swimming across the third ocean, i met my friend-night
he lives there holding on to my dreams so very tight
in every dream, there's a showcase, a portrait of my never ending love
love, love destiny only lies in the heavens above.
Swimming across the fourth ocean, i met my friend :) smile
he deserted me the day she refused to walk down the aisle
capturing all the sadness that lies beneath my face
he said go i'll keep them safe, there'll be in your memory for you to chase.
Swimming across the fifth ocean, i met my friend fear
everytime i try to go in search of her
he appeares in my way with a sing that signals this is the end
i fear not, i fear not, i fear not, for my heart is damaged and will it ever mend?
Swimming across the sixth ocean, i met my friend-time
he laughed and said, your late thats a crime, yes a crime of loving her
thats what happens when you love someone more than what you could do
now my friend, you have to wait in line, for your portal to let you through.
Swimming across the seventh ocean, i met my friend fate
care in his eyes, you know love is a hard journey, and not all can enter its gate
in every journey you take my friend, the pain will always remain
for you to succeed you have to cross the Seven Oceans Of Pain.
My friends
Tears..Peace..Night
Smile..Fear..Time..Fat e.
The Seven Oceans Of Pain.
Written in Salma Torrez's notes
since 2001
Copyright.
poem by Salma. Torrez
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Second Hand
What am I worth,
I am tossed
in a corner
lost together
with dirt,
waiting for
a gambler
or a loser
without
aspiration
to adore
me once more:
"Do you
understand,
I am
Second Hand!
Madrason 25-08-2012
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Things To Be Balanced
Balance my heart between fast and slow beating rate,
Balance my wealth between the pauper and the rich state,
Balance my food between malnourished and overeating,
Balance my thought between weird and super serene.
Balance the car tyres to get aligned,
Balance the budget without any deficit,
Balance the love for the work and the family,
Balance the time between the recreations and duties.
Lord, Balance my posture of attitude at the altitude,
Balance my temperamental words when in multitude,
Balance the balance of deeds, on the judgment day,
by adding some good deeds or removing something bad.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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In a Poet's Eye
is the reflection
the image of a ghost
haunted by life
love-lorn romantic
the heart cut open
exposed
the flesh peeled away
in layers
words fall
drifting silently
the sad and bitter tears
of a lost embrace…
(Previously published in Bardo Burner, Jan 2000, no.12)
poem by Laurence Overmire
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Milky Red
Milky Red
Your being longs
for whites and blues
with your red hair
on high-heel shoes
waving in the air
you sink away
in beaches of time
you are a cloud
which doesn't know
how to flow
for your used
to get by
in the sea
not the sky
your a pearl
that is why
you can mistify
this life
all of us
and all of me.
Madrason 02-09-2009
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Delicate Thread
He was laid on broken cot
Very tired after having fought
Ceaselessly waging relentless struggle
To come out happily from troubles
He as string at vast sky
Innumerable questions to be asked and why
He had to pass through all hurdles
Yet nothing in sight to put the candle
Hoping against hope to illuminate room
Garden to have splendor flower’s boom
All colors to décor in life again
Luck to smile sans agony and pain
He was my dad resting some feet away
Exemplary figure and resolute on his way
Poverty had not eaten him from within
He had broad smile and hoping absolute win
I was inching forward to fill his position
He too had eyes on me with all supposition
I may come close to him for realization
There was no more worry with any question
What did he aim for in his whole life?
Just to spend entire life with children and wife?
What was life meant to him in his crusade?
Dark clouds all around but happily wed
Well it is certainly aim to fulfill the wishes
Must come to happy conclusion before life finishes
When he tires out then some else takes it over?
He has all satisfaction when finds shed or cover
I glanced at his journey till his last breath
We were never put into trouble till his death
He was for all smiles as there was nothing more to be done
All bad days were over and permanently vanished or gone
I silently watched at him and bowed the head
I could read many worry lines and positively read
He was lying on bed but not completely dead
Between my hope and ambition he was delicate thread
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A World Of Love
I was so lonely before you my love.
I had forty years of loneliness drowning my soul.
Forty years of loneliness from tears never cried.
Tears collected from forty years of bitter salt life.
Tears uncried formed an ocean of bitter salt tears.
Bitter salt tears can drown or pickle a weaker soul.
I have waited for you for forty years my love.
The first miracle was the miracle of my first meeting you.
When angels stood among us; during the miracle; of dancing with you.
Since then I have beheld; an incredible transformation; miracle my love.
Since then you have turned; tsunami divided an ocean; of bitter salt tears.
Transfiguration brine sea; into the sweetest of chilled; summer red wine.
Through the miracle of love; the world will be drunk; on spiritual love.
Who would have ever thought; that a flood of love; would come to rein.
A second flood that would save; wash clean an entire world.
A flood of love that would wash; clean all sins of earth world.
Washed clean slowly over gospel time; suddenly as waters of life
gather turn barren wastes; parched deserts into fertile lands of love.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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It's Time
It's time to let go
It's time to set you free
It's time to go on alone
With my life again.
It's time to shed tears
It's time to pour sweats
It's time to sacrifice
For the love I've lost in the way.
It's time to face the future
It's time for a brand new beginning
It's time for a big break
For me to be whole again.
poem by Jonathan Zulita
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