Age old issue! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Times were when an auto rickshaw
Drove over my dainty toes
I said ouch, there was a momentary pain;
Shouted and moved to the next lane.
Times were when I could wear stilettos,
And even walk on slippery snow.
When young, you set your limits
Couldn’t care and get away with it.
Now, when my toe gets struck by a chair,
I end up with what they call a mild fracture.
Stay in bed, in a cast, hair dishevelled.
As the pain slowly up my spine travels.
One slice of pizza with tomato and cheese
And little bit of fried food with grease,
My belly aches and I long for a shut eye,
But sleep seems to have said good bye.
No longer can go on my knees
Since have rheumatoid arthritis.
Body point blank says, I refuse
To forgive you, for all the misuse.
Now, there is little money can buy,
Just pills you swallow and cry.
When I groan, family leaves
In disdain; turns on the small screen.
My son who lives overseas,
Calls and suggests a walking stick.
But Anika with her kind eyes,
Sits by my side to empathize.
We must order cushions for your feet,
Meanwhile let’s make a collage with dry leaves.
Pure love and innocence of my grand child,
Eases the pain to my delight I find.
Inspired by Raj Nandy’s GRAY HAIRS
Mark Twain:
Age is an issue of mind over matter.
If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.
21.06.09
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Let Her Cry
Let her cry
She sits alone by a lamppost
Trying to find a thought thats escaped her mind
She says dads the one I love the most
But stipes not far behind
She never lets me in
Only tell me wheres shes been
When shes had too much to drink
I say that I dont care I just run my hands
Through her dark hair and then I pray to god
You gotta help me fly away
And just...
Let her cry...if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing...if it eases all her pain
Let her go...let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be...let her be.
This morning I woke up alone
Found a note by the phone
Saying maybe, maybe Ill be back some day
I wanted to look for you
You walked in I didnt know just what I should do
So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for
Myself.
Let her cry...if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing...if it eases all her pain
Let her go...let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be...let her be.
-solo-
Let her cry...if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing...if it eases all her pain
Let her go...let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be...let her be.
Last night I tried to leave
Cried so much I just
Could not believe
She was the same girl i
Fell in love with long ago
She went in the back to
Get high
I sat down on my couch
And cried
Yelling oh mama please
Help me
Wont you hold my hand.
And
Let her cry...if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing...if it eases all her pain
Let her go...let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be...let her be.
Let her cry...if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing...if it eases all her pain
Let her go...let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be...let her be.
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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Mark of Pain
Fading, what we feel about pain, eaten by the rolling times
Whether long or short time will it take to be faded away
One can say that pain never leave, one can say that pain is curable
But one thing surely happens is pain leaves its mark
even when the touch of its torchery has gone
Like hammering that wooden body of our feeling and flesh
that mean mark of the nail will never recover
Now life will easier to walk through if you see that sickening mark is left behind
but never dare to forget its warning, when you're about to face the same swinging hit again
Never again you feel your pain stay forever
'Cause only its mark remains silent, but not its real flames
My Swan Song
A vision of perfection, I must stare
Your arms, legs, your body, and your hair
With you I can find happiness
You are the one I want to caress
So it was written and so it must be told
It is you I want to have and to hold
At my window sat a single turtle dove
For I don’t want to live without your love
It rains all day since you are not here
My mind is in a daze no longer I see clear
On you all the money I would spend
I love you too much to ever be your friend
Your voice seems to mess up my brain
But I can’t wait to hear it again
I love all the things that you do
That is why I can’t wait to hear from you
Good morning sadness, please go away
Times I wonder how I make through the day
Please tell me how can I release the pain?
Knowing you’ll never come home again
I’m dieing inside without you here
I hunger for your love but do you even care
Loves fire I’m still burning
For your love I’m still yearning
My heart has been wounded very badly
But my life to you I would give gladly
My joy has gone I’m in a constant sad mood
Left behind to live a life of solitude
I gave you my best, I gave you my all
On my knees for you I would crawl
My love comes in all different kinds
But for you I would have died a thousand times
From God’s grace I fell
Pain and sorrow I know them well
I can’t sleep at night any more
Heart ache is my sickness and love’s the cure
I thought that you were special that certain kind
Now crazy thoughts run thru my mind
Dark as the night, cold as the winters
Closed the door, no love longer enters
Words them to sway you I can’t find
Cause you have left me so far behind
No one loves me, no one really cares
When you look back will I still be there
I hear the angels, I hear there call
Saying it’s better to have loved than not at all
From your love I will never recover
For you have been my one and only lover
My love freely I can never give away
I will always love you till the end of day
Darkness surrounds me now that you’re gone
Night cometh no longer the dawn
Pushed aside I’m no longer strong
For in your arms I truly belong
Remember the one that loved you no matter how you look
For my heart and soul is what you took
Young and innocent they have not a clue
So punish me but them too
Foolish is the man that thinks of no other
See the signs and remember the father
What you give is what you’ll get
For what you do one day you will regret
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Understanding me
i never really understood,
why my childhood was blank,
why i just couldn't remember it,
who would want to remember it?
pain, covered with more pain,
yeah there was love and hugs,
but everything get clouded,
nothing makes sense,
no matter how much love,
i was shown as a child,
it still don't take,
all of the bad memories,
filled with hate, shame, and anger,
i do things that are not me,
at first i couldn't tell you why,
but as it all start to make sense to me,
it's all pointing to the two events in my life,
it what changed me to see man,
as just sick animals,
it changed me to think,
my body was only good for,
just sex nothing more,
it's what is planted in your head,
like a posionious seed,
that should be rejected from the earth,
but instead it gets trapped,
being something,
it just don't want to be,
until it dries up and die,
sometimes it feels like all live is,
a place with just pain,
some good comes,
but only a few times,
most of all,
most things just lead to heartbreak,
after a while.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis
Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good
poem by Cedrick Dennis
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Good bye sadness
Good bye Sadness
She is so happy now
That you are out of her mind
You finally vanished
Good bye Sadness
Why are you called Sadness?
Because that’s the name they given you
You make people cry
You even made her cry too many times
There was a dark cloud hanging in her eyes
For a long tine
And now it is gone
Good bye sadness
She doesn’t need to see you again
You are also painful
Good bye sadness
You belong in the sad Sea
Where the pain lays
Among the dead fishes
In that sad Sea
The oil from that big ship and vessels
Pollutes this sad Sea
She doesn’t want to be a part of the Sad Sea either
Because it is sad to see
All that wild life dies
Good bye sadness
You never had anything good to offer her anyway
Pain and more pain you brought her all through those years
But the truth is that she had to go through it
To appreciate the good stuff
Yes sadness I can tell you she went through with it
For a long time
Good bye sadness
Please stay away from her forever
She doesn’t need you in her life
Sadness breaks everybody’s hearts
Her heart was broken too many times
By you sadness
Good bye sadness
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Old Jimmy
With the aid of walking stick he shuffles down the side street and time has left him looking stiff and gray
And truly it can be said of old Jimmy that he is one who has known a better day
Ageless father time takes care of everybody there was a time when he could run quite fast
But now he only can walk at a slow pace and all of his better days are in the past.
He was a football hero in his heyday the best on ground in nineteen forty one
The day that his club played in the Grand Final without him the Premiership could not be won
Close to his prime and in his early twenties on looking back that seems so long ago
It's true that time leaves it's mark on everybody the man who once ran fast now walking slow.
The hard games of football he played in now on him telling he has arthritis in his painful right knee
An injury that forced him into retirement when he was past his prime at thirty three
Back in the forties and fifties he was a football hero but football heroes like the seasons come and go
And that he once was a Grand Final hero is something few young people wish to know.
Old Jimmy slowly shuffles down the side walk a mere shell of the man he used to be
In forty one he starred in the Grand Final when he was near his prime at twenty three
And father time has left his mark on Jimmy and time 'tis said for anyone doesn't wait
And the grim reaper will take the king and pauper and the grim reaper will take the football great.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Pain Pills
I took too many pain pills
To see what it would do
I took too many pain pills
Now i'm thinking about you
I took too many pain pills
My body's shutting down
I took too many pain pills
I'm lying on the ground
I took too many pain pills
I'm wishing you were here
I took too many pain pills
My death is drawing near
I took too many pain pills
It's messing with my head
I took too many pain pills......
And I think i'm finnaly dead....
poem by Jessi lucas
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Sunshine Comes
Sunshine comes to inside mind
Far across the makings on
In the heart beat you must find
What is here or almost gone?
Rising skies from love across
Day dreams through and incomplete
Living dreams that are with loss
To be waiting on a sideway street
Yesterday was in its own pain
Love be saved or given blues
So much here that comes again
That is only of its ordinary use
Sometimes live up to dreams
Understanding what's gone by
Where you couldn’t see what seems
Only the corridors from far sky
Rising morning in its own day
Playful sight that eyes read
Any scene in an accomplish way
That is here in your insecure need
Like the pain that give you love
When you feel you know it all
Or the clouds in drift above
That in raindrops soon must fall
Feeling blues of its loneliness
When the dream won’t any longer stay
Everything that comes to less
When the times are lose and gray
Feeling blues of its loneliness
When the dream won’t any longer stay
Everything that comes to less
When the times are lose and gray
Sunshine comes to inside mind
Far across the makings on
Sunshine comes to inside mind
In the heart beat you must find
Sunshine comes to inside mind
With its ways never done
Sunshine comes to inside mind
Filling you with so much love
Giving of its ways and spins
Anything that comes
(from my album: Something More)
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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The Shoes Youre Wearing
Weve all seen enough wrong and right
To know everythings not black and white
Theres always something in between
No matter how long or well you live
You dont get anything you dont give
Still no slate is clean
For better or worse, anybody can
Take a look around and find a better man
Upright no matter how hes faring
No matter what kind of shoes hes wearing
The shoes hes wearing
They dont make the man
So many people out running around
Handicapped before they hit the ground
Thinking theres nowhere to go
Shouldnt we all be looking for ways
To keep on seeing our better days
Were not chained to what we know
But if your eyes are open and your mind is free
Theres no tellin what a man can be
Upright no matter how youre faring
No matter what kind of shoes youre wearing
The shoes youre wearing
They dont make the man
But if you cant walk through the best of times and the worst of times
Find your feet still walking the line
Youll never carry the load worth bearing
No matter what kind of shoes youre wearing
The shoes youre wearing
They wont make the man
The shoes youre wearing
They wont make the man
song performed by by Clint Black
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Pain!
? You say that you have felt pain?
You have no idea what pain is.
Pain is hearing, 'She doesn't
like you anymore.' WHAT?
How can so much pain be caused by
someone who is so small,
so young,
so far?
Yet I tell you, I have felt pain,
pain at hearing your name
mentioned by some ignorant
person, someone who doesn't
know what you have put me
through. Pain? Yes, that is pain.
Pain is knowing that you will
never be mine, though I once would have been
wholly yours. Yours, though
you may never know it. That
also is pain- not being able to
say what I want you to hear.
This and more have you put me
through. This, and also the
torture of hearing from your
own lips- lips that I have longed
for, lips that I have loved in
my own way- that you liked
another guy.? No, I will not
call him a man, for he is not,
or else cannot be, for he loves
you. What? Now you wish to
leave him? And for me, again?
No, I am sorry, love, I cannot
and will not endure your
tortured love again. I have
felt the pain once, and I no
longer have any desire to feel
your pain again. Enjoy it, love.
Pain. Embrace it, rather than me,
for me you will not have, and now
pain is all you have?
poem by Anthony Foote
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Our Pain
Pain is only remembered while there.
As it leaves, it's lost.
Only the body remembers the cost
and the mind remembers the prayer.
It suppliantly asked
for the pain to subside
and felt the tears
that the body cried.
'Please make it stop. Can't take anymore.
And when it's gone, is there more in store? '
Probably somewhere down the line
but while it's gone, you're doin' fine.
So enjoy the pain free times you get
when future pain is not here yet.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Child's innocence
Standing outside in the rain
the child of God
full of innocence and pain
Wondering and waiting
for the day to end
Tummy rumbling
feeling sad and dirty
needing the satisfaction of food
and the warmth of any person
willing enough to care
Begging for money
praying for food
all the people passing
without a further look
at the small child with tears in her eyes
Where is the love
and where is the care
to all the innocent children
walking around the streets
without anyone to love and care for them.
poem by Sharon Beukes
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She's A Victim
Her name everybody knew.
When you couldn't get it else where.
She was in town.
Just one phone call.
That was all.
The price you pay.
Diseased they say.
But in a not so nice way.
But they all want it yesterday.
As favors become the story.
As the hound chases for it's glory.
But when it gets so dirty.
How do you wash those sins away.
Here's some ice to numb the pain.
No matter how many times.
No matter under whose name.
Extreme abuse comes to my mind.
But she like getting used.
It was all she knew.
Where was her big brother?
Locked up abroad.
Car theft was the charge.
Grand larceny with a dose of fleeing and resisting arrest.
A broken home where the father was god knows who.
With a drunken up mom to busy with here own affairs to ever care.
She was just a child.
But he took that all away from her.
A rape by boyfriend not of hers.
Mom was too busy in the next room sucking the white snow up her nose that her 'man' just brought her.
Accusation were thrown, but she just pretend it didn't happen.
A poor little girl left to her own to endure the abuse.
And we now ostracize her because she like that.
Hypocritical bullshit, and pure ignorance.
She needs not pity, lust, or disgust.
She just needs a friend who will always be there.
A friend that will always care.
It's not on the outside but on the inside.
Most can't look that deep.
Especially when it comes to someone like her.
Either word of mouth, or her body cause the mind to blur.
It's not her fault.
I don't blame her.
I know you will never understand.
And to think this is coming from a man.
But I'm not one to care what others think.
I defend what I believe in.
And I protect my friend.
And I hope with this little talk.
It will bring the slander to an end.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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ThE pAiN..........
I'll swallow the pain of being misunderstood.
I'll swallow the pain of being no good.
I'll just swallow the pain of not fitting in.
I'll just swallow the pain of not deserving.
I'll swallow the pain of hiding myself.
I'll swallow the pain of having no help.
I'll just swallow the pain of being constantly hurt.
I'll just swallow the pain of being thought as a nerd.
I'll swallow the pain of breaking my heart.
And in all of my dreams, with sorrow I'll part........
poem by Urmila Reghunath
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Pain Of Existence Without.....
It was pain of existence without your phone calls.....
This pain was not related to time, as time moved on.....
but the pain remained, pain and more pain....
without a phone call from you........
Time started moving, but there was no phone call, , , , , ,
I was lost with the acute awareness of this great pain.....
pain and more pain......
I wish I could tell you how much your phone calls mean to me, , , , ,
what if we have not met, what if we have not seen each other
but dear your phone call is what makes me pull through my day....
your voice is a magic to me, it is music to my ears....
but dear you never called.... and the pain remains...
The pain reminds me of the wonderful times we had....
the long phone calls.... your voice, your silence, , your moans
all this was so wonderful, which meant so much to me....
but dear you never called........
come back and call me dear...... and tell me how much I mean to you
call me once my love........
I wait for your magic voice, for all wonderful things you tell me....
for all the beautiful moments over phone we had.......
I wait with great pain, pain and pain.....
Just to hear you..... or get a message from you
Your messages are my breakfast, my dinner, , , ,
I sleep thinking of you hearing you, reading you...
I wake up to read your message..........
But dear you never called you never messaged....
come back just once my love come back
I just want to tell how much I miss your voice.............
Scars
Reality sucks, too much pain
I cant explain why I wanna bash brains
Still I can see it on the other side
Got a new baby, wanna stay alive
Give what I give, give what I got
Make it worth while, cause I got another shot
Broken families that always got pain
I break the chain, refuse to be the same
Mother-did as good as you could
After all the abuse I still understood
Three times divorced, and three times a kid
Gave us more love than our father ever did
Now weve all grown and moved along
Tried to forget, but my brother did me wrong
But its real hard to put it all behind me
Its like a tattoo frozen in a memory
I cant seem to erase the stain
In my brain, things will never be the same
I remember all the lies, f__ked up, now I realize
Never had a chance as a kid, I was a man
Fight after fight wasnt really what I planned
Father!
Whoever you are
Beat my mother down, all I see is scars
And memories - what about me?
Throw me through a window for watching tv
Where did I get this anger?
Where did I get this hate?
And where did I get my temper?
Now Im gonna show my faith
(huh) never will I be like you, be like you
F__ked up, that sh_t - Im staying true
My family, true to my family
Im true to my family
True to my family
Stay true
True to my family
Stay true, stay true
True to my family
Stay true
True to my family
Stay true, stay true
True to my family
True
True to my family
Stay true, stay true
True to my family
Stay true
True to my family
Stay true, stay true
Never will I be like you, never will I be like you (repeat to end)
Produced by ross robinson
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
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The Perfect Girl
Maybe I will have to wait through aeons
to find her, to find the perfect girl
whose feelings reach out to me
softer than the fluttering of any butterfly
whose voice is crystal clear with an own loveliness
and at times she dwells in my dreams
walking at times covered in a white cloak
with slim feet and pearly white toes.
I have heard her sweet laughter
falling softly as snow
but covering me in a kind of warmth
that delights, that at times are amusing
at other times brings sheer tranquillity
and if she’s human or something of the divine
I do not really know
only that she is beyond beautiful
One night suddenly she appeared
in another kind of dream
looked straight at me through her veil
her countenance had pure perfection
a kind of untouched innocence
but it was a sheer mystery
as her gaze had a kind of lust, a kind of longing
and it was clear that she know men
probably had made love to many of them
and as she lifted her veil
her eyes were the colour of the sea
but were ever changing in their hue
they were sometimes green, sometimes grey
and at times blue
Her hair was almost onyx black
and streamed down lustrous
streamed down right to her waist
glittering in a blue-black hue
and I was almost thunder struck
as she stepped out of her cloak
and I saw her sublime body
in every perfect line
the contours of her magnificent breasts,
her sleek belly
with its triangular thatch of dark hair
and she looked somewhat ethereal,
sublimely serene
and lovely beyond words
and it felt if I had waited my whole life
just to see her face
with its dimples, her narrow straight nose,
her full soft lips
and now she was displaying
her whole body in sheer nakedness.
I have known many women
have loved some
maybe beyond what love should be
and in reality
she remains to me a mystery
an ethereal being
that visits me in dream after dream
poem by Gert Strydom
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It Aint Over
(j. spinks)
You ask me if times have changed
And I refuse to be a liar
Just like a fool Im still in love with you
Its been a long long time - but it aint over
You couldnt make up your mind but it aint over
If you need me call my name
Though my love is not for hire
Stop the pain start to live again
Its been a long long time - but it aint over
You couldn? t make up your mind but it aint over
I get hurt - each time you tell those little white lies
Cant sleep whats wrong I still think about you all night long
I you leave me nothing? s left
You could steal my heart? s desire
Dont be cruel i? m still in love in with you
Its been a long long time - but it aint over
You couldnt make up your mind but it aint over
I you need me call my name
If you leave me nothings left
song performed by by Outfield
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Loss Of A Child
The loss of a child no matter what age
Doesn't seem to ease the pain.
Whether it be one day or a lifetime of memories
In your heart they'll always be.
How do you stop a parent from feeling the pain
Their life has changed and will never be the same.
Their child s face will always stay in their mind
Remembering of things and times gone by.
The emptiness that you feel in your heart
Is a feeling that will never part.
It's as if a finger or a hand has been taken away
And you try to adjust and can't find the way.
It's like one minute you can see and the next
Minute you've gone blind, and there is
Nothing that you can find.
You wander helplessly in a deep fog
Not knowing where you're going
Or where you've been, and your
screaming and cursing is a downright sin.
God had plans for your child you see
And this is the way that it has to be.
Your child was chosen because there
Is a job that must be done
And god felt he/ she was the perfect one.
The pains you feel while here on earth
Is nothing compared to when you see
Your child s new birth.
poem by Louis Rams
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