A Sweet Haven
Today I'm not in my usual mood
to face things in life as I would...
Sad thoughts of loss of our beloved,
and missing talks of other dearly loved
have inhabited this heart bereaved
as if it all distressed my soul
from the quietness and joy as a whole.
Anyway, this sweet haven I sought
so that hope and peace could be brought.
(May 2010)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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On the Demise of Your Beloved Spouse…
Today, a suffering soul is free
From pain and strife of every kind;
God heard her prayers finally,
And freed her body, soul and mind!
The world doesn't know of your lady,
But you spent time and cared for her;
Today your world may look empty,
As your heart feels love lost forev'r!
A marriage is in heaven made;
What God had joined had long well stayed;
The love ‘midst spouses cannot fade,
As plans of God's are too well laid!
Now is the time to pray a lot
For your wife's soul to rest in peace;
In life, her war was quite well fought,
To free herself from her disease.
The separation means one thing:
‘Our earthly life will cease some day! '
The good times with her, you must sing,
And keep your grief and loss at bay.
All good or bad things see their end;
The good we do rescues our soul;
To God's decrees, we must all bend,
And in His ways, we play our role!
Though death is just a parting phase,
As we prepare to see God's face,
Let's do our duty to our race,
And find our way out of life's maze!
A much loved one is lost today;
The loss is great, leaving a void;
But with each one, God has His way;
We gotta live well in this world!
We got to live as per His code;
We must obey Him, young or old;
We must do all that God has told;
We must face death though weary, bold:
Like sheep with shepherd, join the fold!
Fondly dedicated to a doctor friend's
beloved wife's demise
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-04-12
poem by John Celes
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Dearly Beloved (write To Me)
Write me a poem, dearly beloved,
Write of your love, your fidelity, your proclivity
For doing what is right for me, not what is right;
Speak to me of what you feel
Not sugared words served on pity tarts
Write me a poem, dearly beloved,
If you cannot, then contend to break my heart.
Write me a prose, dearly beloved,
Then narrate it on an elevated stand
To the heavens and the sea and whatever lies betwixt
The shadows of both so that all can hear;
Speak only truth for I cannot stomach lies of such art
Write me a prose, dearly beloved,
If you cannot, then contend to break my heart.
Write me a sonnet, dearly beloved
And sing it by the edge of the fast flowing stream
Sing to me as if you sang to all the forest
And called forth its life from the concealing leaves of jade
And of this assembly of the innocent, I shall be an active part
So write me a sonnet, dearly beloved,
If you cannot, then contend to break my heart.
poem by Samah Khan
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Death
Nothing Changes For Us,
When Someone Else Dies.
Throughout the World,
At this Point of Time -
A Bereaved One Cries...
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Reflecting the Reality that there may be scores of Deaths taking place at a given point of time around the Globe, but it hardly affects our diurnal routine, except shattering the lives of their near 'n' dear ones who they leave behind.
The Sun, the Moon, the stars and the sky - they all remain the same for us, rising and setting everyday, and our life goes on as usual with our school, office and home routines, except for those bereaved persons mourning the loss of their loved ones - their life catapults them to an entirely new dimension of existence.
Hard to Live on - yet struggling to survive...for the sake of their progeny and dependents.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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The epic
Today,
I am alone
Beneath the sky
There is no one
Here,
To whom
I can say
Mine
Today,
I am missing
Whom
Who, too, will be
Missing me
Now
I just want to
Listen to her
Voice
But I have no
Choice
She has forbade
Me
To do so
I am weeping
Inside
Want to she her
Not possible
Now,
I am missing
Her
Today,
I feel
What love is
Today,
I realize
How much i
Love her
Today,
I can say
Only one girl
I love
Even more than
My life
Each second
Lingers a year
Craving for her
Face
May she too will
Be remembering me
Now,
I just pray to god
I want to hear her
Now
I want to hear her
Voice
But alas! I have no
Choice
Why such seperation
I can with stand
I am dying
To hear her
But couldn't do
Anything
She is far away
From me.
Far away very
Far
I can't do anything
To see hear
Mearly go on weeping
And shedding tears
I imagine
How one can miss
Someone so madly
But I am an ox example
Today
I have felt
What heart contains
What eyes have
To see the beloved
They are fighting with me
I am just going on
Consolidating
Then now and there
O! my beloved
Please say
You too are feeling
The same
You too ae buring
In the same flame
Speak to me
Talk tp me
Lingering;
Longing;
Craving;
I am
Where are you
Can't you feel
My tars
Where have you
Gone?
Come to me soon
Come! And me mine
I can' wait now
Darling!
Are you geeting!
What I am saying?
Speak to me you
Why are you slient?
I am waiting for
Your single word
That escepes your
Lips
My life! Why are
You taking me?
You are my soul
Aprat from me
I think
You too feel the
Same
But you are not
Answering
As of same problems
But whenever you
Get a chance
Give your moblie
A glance
And call me than
As I am wating always.
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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My dearly beloved if I am to die today and never see the sweet face of you I want you to know that I am no great man and am lucky to have such a woman as you.
quote by Wild Bill Hickok
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Bloved brother
The first born of the family
Brought happiness and prosperity
Even his name represents that
“Aklil” means “crown” in Tigrinya
He paid his life with no doubt
Stood for his people for his home land
Such a good brother and son
So young and a sweet one
Too unfair to be gone
How can I forget his smiley face
So cute and decent our family’s grace
Life has been too mean to you
Beloved brother I miss you
While I’m obsess through sadness
Realize if it weren’t you and the others
Paid life and brought this peace
We wouldn’t live and blithe
Not even be able to breath
Beloved brother, we all are proud of you
Even though we crazily missing you
The short good times we shared
Is what I deeply engraved
And I always miss that
“Aklilu” your memory is in my heart
Never thought life could be that short
You deserve to live and it really hurt
My beloved “Aklil” this poem is for you
I wanted the whole world to know you
I love you and I really miss you! ! ! !
N.B I wrote this poem for my brother who martyrs at the war between Eritrea and Ethiopia On May 17 2000 at the age of 24 in a specific place named Adi-rakba
thank you for reading it
poem by Selam Mussie
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The Last Farewell
(words & music by roger whittaker - r.a. webster)
Theres a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old england she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
Ive heard theres a wicked war a-blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
Though death and darkness gather all about me
My ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return home safe again to england
I shall watch the english mist roll through the dale
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Your love, my 'sweetest dream
Loved you with my heart,
my soul and my conscience.
Loved you with all I had,
sort of love that was world blind.
Loved you with my head,
my respect and my loyality.
Loved you with every breeze,
that touched your ideal personality.
Loved you as you are,
you was and you have always been.
Loved you as you would be,
all possible shades that you could be in.
Loved you with my truth,
my life and my genuine.
Loved you with my silence,
my words that are living.
Loved you in my lows,
my highs and my extemes.
Loved you in each mood swings,
your love my sweet dream.
Loved you such love,
undefinable and unspoken.
Loved you such love,
that remained untaken! ! !
poem by Jaya Mishra
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Missing You
(lionel richie)
Since youve been away
Ive been down and lonely
Since youve been away
Ive been thinking of you
Trying to understand
The reason you left me
What were you going through?
Im missing you
Tell me why the road turns
Ooh ooh
Im missing you
Tell me why the road turns
As I look around
I see things that remind me
Just to see you smile
Made my heart fill with joy
Ill still recall
All those dreams we shared together
Where did you run to, boy?
Im missing you
Tell me why the road turns
Ooh ooh
Im missing you
Tell me why the road turns
Sometimes Ive wondered
I didnt understand
Just where you were trying to go
Only you knew the plan
And I tried to be there
But you wouldnt let me in
But now youve gone away boy
I feel so broken hearted
I knew the day we started
That we were meant to be
If only youd let me!
Ive cried so many tears
Gotta face now all my fears
We let time slip away
I need you boy
Here today!
There was so much you gave me
To my heart
To my soul
There was so much of your dreams
That were never told
You had so much hope
For a brighter day
Why were you my flower
Plucked away
Im missing you
Tell me why the road turns
Ooh ooh
Im missing you
Tell me why the road turns
song performed by by Diana Ross
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Gift, Given; The Life, Striven.
I cannot stay asleep, my soul is stirring like it has, ne'er before;
My heart is alive again, as though it were not e'er, before;
My mind is racing, there is so much I wish to impart,
My lips are quivering, as they wait for my mouth to start
Speaking with the beloved source of all this beauteous agitation-
The entirety of my existence is wholly duteous, to the vocation
That is adoration of same-I am not able to explicate this any more;
Though, I do know however, that as time wends, there shall be many more
Reasons for this adoration, as time and love collect them, as gifts, to me;
I await this verity of my heart to meander back-as I hope it shifts to me
Once again, to never fall asunder again; this is all that, for which my heart,
Mind, and soul most ardently hope-the only way that each may possibly cope
With this most profound loss-as now I have only to keep the faith, and hope
For what I know is to be-my long-sought-for life-to finally start!
-Maurice Harris,14 January 2012
poem by Maurice Harris
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2012 New Year's Day
On this world peace day
The lovely quietness
Of their voices
Brought the same magic
In a realistic sweet way.
Kind words echoed nearer
In real tones of great care
Gentleness, openness, love rare
Touching the human heart
Oh, what a melody so dear!
A day of world peace celebration
We'd like to extend throughout the year
In unity and hope for sure
Cherishing God's blessings
And all divine inspiration!
poem by Maria C. Costa
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Today's the Day
Perhaps today's the day that I break free
Free from the hustle that comes each day
Free from distractions that lead me astray
Perhaps I can be what I'm made to be
Perhaps today's the day I'll choose to move
Move beyond the past into tomorrow
Move with purpose in the way I should go
Perhaps I'll believe I've nothing to prove
Perhaps today's the day I'll find my peace
Peace like a stream flowing fresh to my soul
Peace that brings new meaning and makes me whole
Perhaps that assurance will never cease
Perhaps today's the day I'll hear Your voice
So clearly that my heart will have no choice
If today's the day I'm finally free
May I be free to run and tell the world
With Your banner of love proudly unfurled
For today's the day You have set me free
If today's the day I finally move
May I move boldly toward holy life
Allowing You to guide me through the strife
As I dance for joy for You've made me move
And, if today's the day I find Your peace
May I promote that peace to all I meet
Living in peace and loving those I greet
As I gratefully give others Your peace
If today's the day I will hear Your voice
May I know it and may my heart rejoice
((March 7th,2010))
poem by Danny Speicher
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Hope
We hope for love
And for blessings from above
We hope for wealth
And that life deals us good health
We pray in hope
We seek in hope
We live in hope
We aim with hope
If you decide for one moment to lose hope
You also deny yourself the chance to develop
You deny yourself the chance in life to cope
With nil to hold on to as you walk a tightrope
For Sweet, Sweet Dreams
They never seem to last it seems
Yet Sweet, Sweet Dreams
Are timeless and endless it seems
And when hope walks along my path
I can believe again in love at first glance
I can believe in me this very instance
For my dreams play dearly upon my heart
And with hope I can endure
For it is the perfect cure
And with hope I have faith
Mine is endorsed with no expiry date
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Stay Put
dearly beloved
my dearly beloved self
stay put
sit and settle upon your
feet haggled upon your
hands upon your fingers
let all things come
upon you
the air caressing your body
the world under your feet
your soul crowned by the clouds
the space the universe
building its castle upon you
this being
hugged by everywhere
and everything
chair offering a seat for you
house offering a roof
stairs spreading before your feet
they are all coming
for you have become aware
and enlightened and
set free.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bereavement
Do not get tired from grief as you are bereaved,
And bereavement is relief as you are bereaved.
Do certainty on the scene of writing, when all is leisure
And certain people believe in their belief as you are bereaved.
Does your mind seem a container of science and sea?
Then let feelings go, let them reside away from the thief as you are bereaved.
Does your partner know why marriage is sacred and solid?
Then see him or her with a measure of truth as the chief as you are bereaved.
May surrendering accomplish the goal of a life-time,
May I wish you all the best with your disbelief as you are bereaved.
Let Time fly, let innocence mend the tattered cloths and dress and uniform,
For when a person dies he or she is abject and very brief, as you are bereaved.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Silence
Away from hustle and bustle
Of the crowded town
Try and seek something deep
Enhancing an inner uplift
Rather than let you down.
Listen to your quiet Self
Be therein as long as you can
Welcoming the warmth and the quietness
Of thoughts, and emotions brought.
Practise it every now and then...
(May 2010)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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A Tribute to Our Beloved Mom, ‘STELLA’
(On The Occasion of her Sad Demise …)
Our mom is not alive anymore, oh!
She’s gone to be with God forever, so;
She had a sudden exit from the earth;
Nevertheless, it was a peaceful, death.
Last time I met her, she looked quite healthy;
She was already aged more than ninety;
Her talk and attitude had us impressed;
But in her heart of hearts, she was distressed.
She’d thought, her time had come to say ‘Good-bye’;
She lived as if she was ready to die;
She had prepared for this for quite a while;
She lived in fear of God but fearless style.
Her life was exemplary from the start;
She loved to live but knew she must depart;
She lived a simple life through sheer God’s will;
She kept her cool and wasn’t seriously ill.
We thank Thee God for taking her away!
We thank Thee for keeping her till this day;
To us, she looked so great, almost a Fay;
Her love, we children can never repay!
She looked after herself until the last;
She knew the present, future and the past;
She lived in high spirits, never downcast;
She walked and wrote and spoke so very fast.
We wondered if she was a living saint!
She was a workaholic all her life;
She was so smart in everything she did;
She kept her sanity until the end.
All children loved her very much by heart;
A tower of strength and good advice, she stayed;
She kept so calm in face of trying times;
She prayed the Holy rosary always!
She was the link to all our relatives;
She was beloved in all family circles;
She worked from dawn till dusk, until mid-night;
She was up in the morning ’fore the rest.
Oh, what a fine mother and wife, she was!
Oh, what a nice grand-mother, sibling too!
She was some kind of living library;
She consoled anyone who sought her aid.
Her will-power surprised us very much;
Her words of kindness had a magic touch;
She spoke effortlessly and heard our woes;
She loved all friends, strangers and even foes!
We feel so happy; yet, we want to cry!
We feel so sad but ecstatic as well;
We know our mother no more lives with us;
The loss is irreparable and true!
She left the world on Tuesday, St.Antony’s day!
That was the name of dad, her husband too;
She was so brave until the very last;
Today the earth’s star ‘Stella’ is heavened!
She was a lamp so bright atop life’s hill;
She lived by Word of God and by God’s will;
She served as example to all around;
Her life was founded upon holy ground!
She loved to serve the Almighty always;
She loved her children, husband, all her days;
Her love for God was firm and steadfast too;
For sake of God, her duties, she would do!
She’ll guide her children from her newer place;
In death, she wore a holy, smiling face;
She’s now a blessing for the human race;
Amongst women, she showed she was an ‘ace’!
Fondly dedicated to (late) Mrs. Stella Antoniswamy, CBE
By all her children, grand-children and their spouses
Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-04-2010
poem by John Celes
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Exquisite Emotional Entropy
I'm a rare breed mixed with chivalry and good deeds. Kindness flows through like a river of an eloquent heart. Too much have i suffered through the pain of loss, loss of life, loss of sanity, loss of love, and all its profanities. Try as a may i can not hate. You feel sympathy for me i feel disgust toward you, the reason being you don't know the truth. The truth of love the truth of life and all their splendors. How i wish i can touch you if you but let me. Let me in your heart your soul as i would have done for you. Days go by i can not let go the beauty i see in your heart is for naught. Wasted, wasted on despicable creatures with disgusting intent and malicious thoughts. You fail to see what is holding you back, your tortured soul your heart melting black. I understand i may have lost you forever, which is not my fault, but of influences that are not for the better. I can not love you more or less, no matter your mistakes, i hope one day you will understand for your own sake.
poem by Karim Hamade
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C. Bledsoe: In Remembrance
Eighty years old plus a week and three days
Today your suffering is finally through
Leaving behind-your sweet Carmen
But soaring through the Heavens Divine wisps of blue;
It was eight months of horrific suffering
But guess that God needed you more up there
So loved upon this Earth from the moment of your birth
Still loved-although you are no longer here;
God Bless You-Sweet Cecil-God Bless You
You will be missed and to that we all can attest
For you were so loved-blessed by our God above
Quite simply-you were one of Gods very best! ;
June 16,2010 at 6: 00 P.M.
Rest In Peace.
Dedicared to C. Bledsoe
And for his sweet Carmen
poem by Theodora Onken
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Scooter-My Sweet-Sweet Maine Coon
My sweet baby-to my little old man
So regal-so beautiful-so much mine
My gorgeous big Maine Coon kitty
Eightenn years is a very long time;
You were my best friend and as a child to me
So much a huge part of my heart
A huge chunk of my soul is now missing you know
Because you had to part;
I knew that God would be calling you home eventually
And last night you seemed to want to love me even more
So i returned it with more pets and loving caresses
And words of-i love you and God loves you just as before;
You seemed to understand me as you came 'round for another love
I didn't really understand all of your attention yesterday
Even though you are eighteen and not completely well
I hadn't expected you to be on your way the next day;
Not just yet anyway
As i prayed night and day its true
With Mothers Day fast approaching tomorrow
In a buriel i will say goodbye to you;
My little boy-beautiful old man
With thick fluffy fur so soft and so sweet
You were like my very own baby-my child
And loving and caring for you made my life complete;
Saying goodbye is such a heartbreaking experience
As my tears they are falling like an endless rain
I let you go but i want you to know
I will see you on Rainbow Bridge again;
So its okay to go my sweet-sweet little man
You surely did put up one heck of a fight
It would be selfish of me-not to let you leave
To be with your Creator and bathed in peace in His Light;
I love you now as i loved you then
1992 was a long time ago
You became my everything sweet baby
And i am left here loving you so;
Dedicated to my beautiful Cat: Scooter Onken
A beautiful Maine Coon who was with me for nearly 18 years.
July 1992-May9,2010
Rest in peace my beloved kitty
Mama Loves you
poem by Theodora Onken
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