Solace and Solitude
In the slim chance of happening,
my heart has learnt to abide-
In a stillness and in a solitude
for which weariness can hide.
Where weariness and fortitude
have melded and become one.
Where trials and tribulations
are pasts and have been dones
Where pain and memory have no foothold,
for their tempers have been curbed.
Where rest is not a dream.
Where peace lies undisturbed.
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Oh Weariness
OH WEARINESS
Oh Weariness
Weariness of Body
Weariness of Mind
Weariness of Soul
Step by Step
Thought by Thought
Dream by Dream
I walking into the morning light
Force myself against you.
Oh Weariness
Weariness of Mind
Weariness of Body
Weariness of Soul.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Norm
The ticking of the clock on the wall
The sound of a car pulling up outside
A cushion on the sofa
The slamming of a car door
Stillness
Me typing on my keyboard
Thoughts in my head
The chance of a plane crashing in to my window
right now is
Very slim to none
The chances of anything out of the ordinary happening
right now
is very slim to none
I carry on waiting...
poem by Nathan Strange
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Thus so wretched is man that he would weary even without any cause for weariness... and so frivolous is he that, though full of a thousand reasons for weariness, the least thing, such as playing billiards or hitting a ball, is sufficient enough to amuse him.
quote by Blaise Pascal
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As Troubles Brew
With so much about us happening, so many hearts cease to sing,
This as the many troubles brew, causing effect upon me and you,
Causing that song, within one’s heart, for a brief period to depart,
As those troubles seem to grow, and turn their joy toward sorrow.
But as troubles begin to mount, we have blessings we can count,
God’s Blessings that forever last, long after all our trials are past,
And in all trials there is reward, as believers are used by our Lord,
To be for God a shining light, as we’re sustained by God’s Might.
We acquire strength from Christ, while we live out our present life,
Through His Spirit Who lives within, to help us in this world of sin,
And Christ gives to us His peace, that in all trials does not cease,
Looking unto our Blessed Hope, Christ helps us in our trials cope.
Though the trials we may despise, upon our Lord we fix our eyes,
For He is the Author of our life, able to assist us through all strife,
Those trials He warned us of, before ascending to Heaven above,
Where He now intercedes for us, after, in Christ we place our trust.
Even when things in life go wrong, our Lord God gives us a song,
Providing blessings every day, when life’s trouble comes our way,
Strength and peace, God will provide, when in Christ we do abide,
And life’s trying times we rise above, guided by our Savior’s Love.
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In The Solitude Of Prayer
In the solitude of prayer
deep
Lost in moments in between weep
and sleep
In the solitude of prayer
Lonliness finds a rest
Survived another test
Brings out our best
In the solitude of prayer
With nobody there
Except those far away
Reminded of their distant care
In the solitude of prayer
You pray for their smile
For their personal trial
Silently, all the while
In the solitude of prayer
Dreams seem more near
More hope than fear
Thoughts of those past those dear
In the solitude of prayer
Pray for their souls kind
Whose memory is still in your mind
And in your heart
In the solitude of prayer
Pray for your dear friends
Whose heart's you defend
As your own heart they mend
In the solitude of prayer
As for God's wisdom
And his love
As all love comes from above
In the solitude of prayer
Find grace to forgive
And to truely give
And to live
In the solitude of prayer
Recall how to dream
Of warm embraces of affection
And of love returned in your direction
In the solitude of prayer
Pray with conviction
Pray for the impossible
Without fear or restriction
poem by James T. Adair
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It's Your Soul
I'm feeling the stress
I'm feeling the pressure
It's setting in
It's breaking me down
I don't know how much longer I can take it
I don't know how much more I can take
I'm seeing the end of myself
I'm seeing that this is all I got
Man I'm depressed
Man I cant do this
I'd never say it out loud, but this is too much
My friend are great they help me forget
I turn to my sins, to my addictions
It's turning me into an empty person
This pressure will break me
I won't say it out loud but I can't take it anymore
I won't say it out loud but this is true horror
I dress it up, I put on a smile, I deaden the pain for awhile
But it's all an act
The pain is quite real
I say I'm tired
And yeah I got no rest
I say I'm sleep deprived, and believe me I don't sleep
But even in my quiet hours...
There is no peace
I say I'm sleep deprived, but it doesn't matter how much I sleep
I'm still tired
It's a never ending tiredness
The feeling is wearing me out
Wearing me out
Until I'm just
Weary
There is no sleep in sleeping
There is no rest and resting
I can't find peace in inner peace
I can't find peace in outer peace
A vacation won't do
So I tell you
It's your soul
The tiredness
It's your soul
The weariness
It's your soul
The depression and longing for more
It's your soul
The brokenness and stress
It's your soul
Feeling like you can't do it
It's your soul
Feeling overwhelmed because it's all too much to handle
It's your soul
The reason you're restless even in times of rest is because
It's your soul
The tiredness and brokenness is in your soul
So let go for once
So let God for once
This problem is deep inside
And no matter how hard you try to hide
You need help
Because it's your soul
So let Jesus restore your soul, because that's rest
So let God give you peace, because He's the only one who can
So let the Holy Spirit comfort you, because He'll mend your soul
It's funny that we always look forward to this vacation or the next
It's funny that we think there's an end to the stress
It's funny that we think we're tired because we don't sleep
It's funny we don't realize we're lost sheep
Because the problem is our soul
Go to Jesus because He promises
'Come to me all who are weary and heavy laden with burden and I will give you rest...'
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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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The Refiner's Gold
He stood before my heart's closed door,
And asked to enter in;
But I had barred the passage o'er
By unbelief and sin.
He came with nail-prints in his hands,
To set my spirit free;
With wounded feet he trod a path
To come and sup with me.
He found me poor and brought me gold,
The fire of love had tried,
And garments whitened by his blood,
My wretchedness to hide.
The glare of life had dimmed my eyes,
Its glamour was too bright.
He came with ointment in his hands
To heal my darkened sight.
He knew my heart was tempest-tossed,
By care and pain oppressed;
He whispered to my burdened heart,
Come unto me and rest.
He found me weary, faint and worn,
On barren mountains cold;
With love's constraint he drew me on,
To shelter in his fold.
Oh! foolish heart, how slow wert thou
To welcome thy dear guest,
To change thy weariness and care
For comfort, peace and rest.
Close to his side, oh! may I stay,
Just to behold his face,
Till I shall wear within my soul
The image of his grace.
The grace that changes hearts of stone
To tenderness and love,
And bids us run with willing feet
Unto his courts above.
poem by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
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Passion makes the old medicine new:
Passion makes the old medicine new:
Passion lops off the bough of weariness.
Passion is the elixir that renews:
how can there be weariness
when passion is present?
Oh, don't sigh heavily from fatigue:
seek passion, seek passion, seek passion!
Sonnet: God Knows
God knows my silent tears I shed so oft,
In solitude and secrecy of heart;
God knows my sorrows, grief and feelings soft,
And time to redress them, ’fore I depart.
God knows my trials, tribulations great,
Those pose a threat to harmony and peace;
God knows the seasons when such things abate,
And fosters will-power to keep my ease.
God knows what’s good and best for me always,
And watches me with tender love and care;
God knows what heights I climb in mundane ways,
And sufferings and strife, my heart can bear.
God knows my iniquities, sins I do,
And fills my soul with grace and spirit too!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-1-2006
poem by John Celes
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My Heart, Empty Inside
If left undisturbed, perfect...since, painful beyond belief!
All pieces put back together, as was...the only relief!
The love in my heart and wonderful thoughts in my mind,
All due consideration of fact, should have been enough, when combined!
Do you still have the confidence and conviction you once showed?
Is it lonely without the father in our family's abode?
My love for thee, stays with me through all trials and tribulations,
Withstanding all in its path to everlasting, including confabulation!
We shall enjoy the fruits of our struggle fastly,
Assure you I do, that our love shall increase vastly!
Our love is as rare as a perfect diamond...ever more:
It has and shall be sustained through all in life- to be sure!
My heart, empty inside without your presence,
My mind, cluttered with pain in your absence!
Maurice Harris,9 January 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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What dreams may come?
I fear to sleep for dreams may come
which force me to relive again.
Dark memories which aren’t welcome.
Such dreams can drive a man insane.
Things I have done which I regret.
Long years ago and far away.
Some things it’s better to forget
Spring forth to haunt me still today.
Sometimes you do not have a choice.
No time to think you just react.
You pull the trigger and rejoice
that you shot first and that’s a fact.
You have shot dead some innocent
mistaken for an enemy.
It’s just another incident
embedded in your memory.
I’m tired and I fain would rest
but peace of mind’s denied to me.
Such recollections deep imprest
can’t be erased from memory.
Odd times I can sleep peacefully
with no bad dreams to cause distress.
I fall asleep eventually
Anaesthetised by weariness.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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I think that if you keep banging at the door all you need is a little foothold, a little tiny foothold, and then the rest will take care of itself.
quote by Branford Marsalis
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The Making Of Many Poems
OF MAKING MANY POEMS
The making of many poems
Is not a weariness of the flesh-
Perhaps it is even
A defiance of
The weariness of the flesh.
But there is an end,
No end or not-
For me
Anyway.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Garden Of Peace
Written by dewey bunnel and gerry beckley, 1994
Found on hourglass.
I look inside at the scarlet room
Places to hide in the dusty gloom
A noisy clock and a silver spoon
A china cup on the mantlepiece
Gathering dust as it did in the east
And just outside lies the garden of peace
Oh, tell me is this really true
Can it be, peace has come to me and you
Tell me over, over and over
Tell me is this really happening
Inside this world its beautiful
Peace in this garden has come true
A mirror pond reflects the dawn
Over the banks, cross the emerald lawn
A breeze has come and Im carried along
So follow the path through the knowing trees
And each time you laugh, it is love you release
That love will come back in the garden of peace
So, tell me is this really true
Can it be, peace has come to me and you
Tell me over, over and over
Tell me is this really happening
Inside this world its beautiful
Peace in the garden has come true
Oh, tell me is this really true
Can it be, peace has come to me and you
Tell me over, over and over
Tell me is this really happening
Inside this world its beautiful
Peace in the garden has come true ...
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Preceding Travails
Trials mine, tribulations personal
and so umpteen delusions extreme
With path trudged in solitude
how another can envisage my dream
Sealed my lips, not once cringed and
accepted all what was dished
Most of it was expected and
a part I contrarily could have wished
The Joys and grief are private
to be contended in different strides
While some ride and the others ebb
akin a rhythmic cycle of tides
I stop to ponder often as to what
I am seeking in my quest to find
The future is where I am headed and
dead past I am leaving behind
poem by Sunny Chopra
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Believe it
I can't believe we are still trying
I can't believe we are still crying
Can you believe We still believe
That it's all worth the trying
That it's all worth the crying
We cant hide from masking
That covers scars on the heart
We can't hide from this hurting
That is fucking tearing us apart
Believe it,
It's happening through our eyes
Believe it,
There is no hiding through our lies
I'm exhausted from running
I'm exhausted from not breathing
There is no use in denying
That our dream is dying.
poem by Jay Aguiniga
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Peace be with you (Latin-Pax Vobiscum)
Oh God! I need a quiet place,
Where flows the nectar of peace,
Not that kind of dead peace,
In the grave, one finds with ease.
I went to the Himalayas Mountain,
But peace there was no certain,
As the solitude tore my mind,
A little peace when I tried to find.
I heard good spiritual lectures,
Those from eminent preachers,
For peace, I left no place unturned,
But with a perturbed mind I returned.
Tell me, oh God, that unknown place,
Where lies that elusive peace,
What I need, now I can find,
So, I’ll have peace of mind.
God answered, “Hey you fool,
First learn to keep yourself cool,
Don’t search elsewhere out,
But dive deep into your heart.”
“Peace isn’t an object that lies outside,
But it’s a feeling that’s generated inside.
Learn to cultivate peace in your heart.
To enjoy this peace, better you now start.”
“Know this I’m in your heart.
I fill it up with peace quite a lot.
This divine peace when you merit,
No need to go elsewhere for it.”
poem by Rajaram Ramachandran
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Changes That Happen
when i met you at the first hour
of light
you shine and like a precious
diamond you
gleam
i am amazed
you are someone new
and then like the rest
when the darkness comes
and you are tired dancing
and exhibiting
what best you have
you finally show the weariness
of your heart
you put the lousy feet
the one that smells like
dung
i am not surprised anymore
this happens
as always
so naturally and so i counted you
as one of my friends
on the list
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Hard Way
If I could do it all again
I wouldn't change a thing
I'd have you back the way I had you then
But one thing that I know
This time I wouldn't make you go
I'd have you back I wouldn't lose you again
But I learnt the hard way
I can't have it back what I had then
Yes I learnt the hard way
and I know I won't have that chance again
Some nights I sit on my own
with a feeling of alone
wondering if your ever coming home
but I know why your gone
I'll be the first to say I'm wrong
but it's hard to spend another night alone
Cause I learnt the hard way
I can't have it back what I had then
Yes I learnt the hard way
And I know I won't have that chance again
Yes I learnt the hard way
I can't have it back what I had then
Yes I learnt the hard way
And I know I won't have that chance again
Cause I learnt the hard way
song performed by by Kasey Chambers from The Captain
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