A Sad Tale
I saw him last drinking native wine
In a wooden cart he called his home
A far cry from a lovely house he called his own
Ahh, life had brought his misery
Eyes for him were one's of envy
His family adored him immensely
But now all is gone, his family, his friends
No one wanted to be in his company
In pain, his drinking came to an end
I stood there, by that lonely road again
Hoping to see him to ease his pain
Weeping in silence...i know he died in vain
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Drunks Confession
because of my drinking, a life was lost
now i must live in complete remorse.
no one can bring that loved one back
and their family, living with panic attacks.
it does not matter if we're drinking
when we're young or old.
the taking of a life will still unfold.
the thought will always enter your mind
if i had stopped to think
i would not have taken that drink.
that person would be alive today
and with family, and friends they would play.
i did not realize the agony i would sustain
and their family living in constant pain.
i always said that i could control 'it'.
and that's not true.
for when you're high, you don't know what to do.
this is the price that we all must pay
for a life that i took that day.
now i'm waiting for a jury to decide
if i should live or i should die.
i at least put my life in capable hands
but 'the life i took did not have that chance'.
poem by Louis Rams
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The Road To Success isn’t As The Crow Flies
The road to success is not as the crow flies
There are derailments and breakdowns
Speed breakers are called uncertainty
Humps are called hurdles of life
Neon signs are called friends to guide you
And consciousness is called Family make you aware of
But if you have a spare wheel called willpower,
A strong engine called firmness,
Car insurance called confidence, and
A car driving skill is called Faith,
I m sure you will drive your car successfully
Towards the road of success
poem by Dr Shamim ali
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Death of a family
Drinking and fighting.
Fighting and drinking.
When does it ever end?
What ever happened to the word 'Family'?
Does it exist any more?
Mother against daughter.
Daughter against Mother.
How can you hate your own blood?
When the Matriarch of our
family died, the beautiful rug
that was our family unraveled with
her. Now, I feel as if the family
rug has unraveled down to me.
I am now left to mourn the tragic
death of my great grandmother and
my family. Is there anybody out
there who can save me from this
ocean of despair?
poem by Jamal Brown
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Road to Success
The road to success is not straight,
There is a curve called FAILURE,
A loop called CONFUSION,
Speed bumps called FRIENDS,
Red light called ENEMIES and
caution lights called FAMILY.
But if you have a spare called
DETERMINATION,
An engine called PERSEVERANCE,
Insurance called FAITH and
A driver called JESUS (GOD, ALLAH, ISHVAR)
You will make it to a place called
SUCCESS
poem by Pratiksha Jain
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Pull Down The Blind
(sylvester)
Sitting here alone
Drinking from an empty can of beer
Wishing you were here
Think I hear the bell
Must be my imagination
Hoping youll appear
Are you feeling well
Would you write a letter just to say
Had a lovely day
I never realized
How lonely I would be without you
I guess Ill pull down the blind
Ive finished all the wine
I guess Ill pull down the blind
I feel Im feeling fine
Had a busy day brought in the milk
And saw the folks next door
Who could ask for more
Tomorrow leaves today
I look at a photograph of you and me
Hows the family
I guess Ill pull down the blind
Ive finished all the wine
I guess Ill pull down the blind
I feel Im feeling fine
song performed by by Hollies
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Heart-Bled
My friends are not my friends,
Not my friends anymore.
Betrayed, back-stabbed and grave-dug,
I stand heart-bled.
I see few in pleasure,
Drinking my blood for wine,
And they make merry,
Before my eyes.
What have I to say?
Nothing, but thanks.
Thanks to Him,
For portraying, who my,
So-called friends were.
Thanks be to Him.
poem by Santhosh Vijayakumar
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Pain
The pain caused by my family and friends is the pain that would never go away
The pain in my heart is the same pain that kills me each and everyday
The pain in my soul runs like a hungry wolf
The pain in my eyes is transparent like rain in the sky
The pain that is in my mind looks like a flower with no life
This pain is death in my life because it killed me last night
poem by Adilene Cadenas
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The man called My Father
My sister pointed a man on the road calling him our father
She had a faint smile hoping he would turn and smile back
I saw him walking away in a busy market wearing a suit
Perhaps a man on business while we stood like a failed investments
I asked my mother about the man called My father
She weakly smiled and kissed my chubby childhood cheeks
Years went by and that man often crossed my way, often smiled too
And i smiled back to the stranger who everyone called my father
We met once a while at his place greeting his new family
A mandatory yearly visits like paying homage to gods for life living
The man called my father looking at me with his guilty eyes
And i smiling at the stranger to the man who called himself my father
poem by Dechen Doma Sherpa
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Why Did I Have To Die
they promised they'd be there
for their friends wedding day
they promised they'd be there
for their friends wedding day
but they drank and drove anyway
they crashed and died before the end of the day
and deaths hand took them away
their family standing waving them away
they said they'd be with us forever
they said friendship
is the that keeps us all together
when we were kids
laughing and talking away
adults would ask us about drinking
and never knew what to say
now were older
still laughing and talking away
but when adults ask us about drinking
we say were doin it every day
why don't we just say
yea
im drinkin away my life
i might as well be slitting my throat with a knife
and erase my future kids and wife
so now im gonna get in this car
and drive
when i told you i'd never do it
i guess i lied
now im crashed and dear
and why
because to everyone i ever knew
i fed a lie
and after the crash
death stared me in the eye
and refused
when i asked to say bye
and as i floated away
i watched my friends and family cry
then i asked myself
why did i have to be stupid
why did i have to die
poem by Marco Jimenez
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And I found my home
Walking on a LONELY road
All alone dark and cold
I thought it was the end for me
But I found my home
Hiding in the shadows of my pain
ANd every word spoken made me insane
I thought nothing else matterd
But I found my home
Always confused never on the right
Closing my eyes to everything in sight
I didn't wanna keep going
But I found my home
Keeping everything there was inside
All I ever wanted to do was hide
I thought this whole world was nothing
But I found my home
Just when I lost all hope
When everything shatterd and I couldn't cope
A family of angels healed my pain
And I found my home
poem by Jess Zapata
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Family?
Do, I have a Family?
If you ask me
I have no family merely associates
For families are genarally suppose to be filled with love
Mine is filled with hatred and with pain.
I am the perfect example of a 21st century family
Due to the mishaps of this world, my mother is a single parent
Much like now most of the world.
And as the years go by it only gets worse.
Families used to be loving, or at least that's what I 've heard.
Why can't we bring back family to what it was?
A mother, a father and children, living under one roof with love
For me, for years I lived afraid for my life, a confused little girl
Without a helpful hand in sight.
Everytime I trusted a man I got burned in the proccess
Only six yet I was afraid because of this.
Because of my 'so-called' family.
Why do they do this to me? !
I can never even look upon my 'brother' the same
For to me he is no longer a brother.
And I do not know how to express my pain, with sorrow or laughter?
Someone please save me from this disaster!
Who do you run to for help
When your family is causing the pain
And the matters are to far- fetched for the police?
Who do you trust and who do you call?
Definetly not your family.
So, now again I ask you
DO I HAVE A FAMILY?
poem by Ashley Stone
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Life's Garden
We all grow up in this Garden called Life,
There are many inner and outer strifes,
In the silence, in the silence,
In this beautiful Garden called Life!
There are weeds and pests in this Garden called Life,
They are know as ignorance, greed, and vice.
In the silence, in the silence,
In this beautiful Garden called Life.
Every garden needs sunshine and rain,
In this garden you will find joy and pain.
In this silence, in the silence,
In this beautiful Garden called Life!
Plant sparsely, your harvest will be a pittance,
Plant bountifully, your harvest will be munificence,
In this silence, in the silence,
In this beautiful Garden called Life!
Did you plant deeds of joy, love and peace?
Or did you drop seeds of hatred, conflict, and gloom?
The world will know by the plants' bloom.
In the silence, in the silence,
In this beautiful Garden called Life!
poem by Anna B. Kurzweil
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The Diary Of Me
Umm pum-pum-pum
Pum-pum, pum-pum, pum-pum
Look behind myself
As I reflect on all the memories
The times they come and go
Lost everything from friends to Family
If I could turn back the hands
There would be some things I'd change about me
I know that my past is not what my future holds
Where I come from
Who could believe
All the pain and misery
Look in my eyes and you'll see
The diary of me
Rewind my life
Just go back and correct all the wrong
And ask God to direct my path
So that I can make it home
And if I could turn back the hands of time
There would be some things I would change about me
But I know that my past is not what my future holds
'Cause
Where I'm from
Who could believe
All the pain, misery
Look in my eyes and you will see
The diary of me
Years ago a child was born (a child was born) (ooh)
And raised without a man (without my... father, and wonder why he's in these streets) (ooh)
My mother's gone (mothers gone, yet still... found the strength to pray for me) (ooh)
But still reached out her hand
Just open the book (na-na-na-na-na-na)
Turn the pages of my life (na-na-na)
And you will read
A true story about one man's journey
Where I'm from (ahh...)
Who would believe, yeah
That all the hurt and pain and misery (ahh...)
Look in my eyes (ahh...)
You'll see the diary of me (pum-pum-pum-pum-pum)
Where I'm from (where I'm from, who could believe) (ahh...)
Who could believe (the hurt and pain and misery)
(Look in my eyes) in my eyes (and you will see) (ahh...)
(The makings of) the makings of
(My diary) my diary
(Where I'm from) look in my eyes (ahh...)
(Who could believe) you'll see
(The hurt and pain and misery)
(Look in my eyes) (ahh...)
(And you will see) yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(The makings of my diary)
(Where I'm from...) (ahh...)
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Family Pain
Why do family lie?
Why do family fight?
We suppose to be there for each other.
Family is suppose to be tight.
I don't get phone calls nor text messages from y'all.
Something just don't seem right.
Family pain is the worse pain.
The pain that make your heart not feel the same.
It really hurts when your own family don't remember your name.
Your heart is breaking fast, the pieces falling from it can't be tamed.
Makes you want to break down and cry when you hear your family talk about you being the family shame.
Why do family lie?
Why do family fight?
We suppose to be there for each other.
Family is suppose to be tight.
'Family will hurt you the worst than abybody.'
I guess that saying is right.
poem by Kayla Martin
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Diary Of Me
Ummm pum pum pum pum pum
Looked behind myself
As I reflect on all the memories
The times they come and go
Lost everything from
Friends to Family
If I could turn back the hands
There would be
Somethings I'd change about me
I know that my past is not what my future holds
Where I come from
Who could believe
All the pain and misery
Look in my eyes and you'll see
The diary of me
Rewind my life
Just go back and correct
All the wrong
And ask God to direct my path
So that I can make it home
And if I could turn back the hands of time
There would be somethings I would change about me
But I know that my past is not what my future holds
Cause
Where I come from
Who could believe
All the pain, misery
Look in my eyes and you will see
The diary of me
Years ago a child was born (A child was born)
And raised without a man (without a man, raised in the streets)
My mother's gone
But still reached out her hand
Just open the book
Turn the pages of my life
And you will read
A true story about one man's journey
Where I'm from
Who would believe, yeah
That all the hurt and pain and misery
Look in my eyes
You'll see the diary of me
Where I'm from (where I'm from who could believe)
Who could believe (the hurt and pain and misery)
(Look in my eyes) in my eyes (and you will see)
(The makings of) the makings of
(My diary) My diary
(Where I'm from) look in my eyes
(Who could believe) you'll see
(The hurt and pain and misery)
(Look in my eyes)
(And you will see) yeah yeah yeah yeah
(The makings of my diary)
(Where I'm from...)
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Family vs. Friends
Friends come in your life as ocean waves come and go.
You friends may be there one day and be gone the next.
Family is like blood, you need it to survive and it will always be there.
Family is there the day you are born and will be until the day you die.
Friends may be there for the short term, it is your family that will
remain by your side.
Always put your family first, friends should go second.
Family will be there to support you and catch you when you fall.
Friends may be good to talk to when you are feeling down,
but they might not be there when you need someone the most.
Family will be there to laugh and they will be there to cry.
Family will be there through the good and bad.
Family is always there.
poem by Nina Grobe
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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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In too deep
AS TIME FALLS DEEP, DEEP IN THE SLEEP NEVER KNEW WHAT COULD OF BEEN JUST THE LONELY STREETS.
TO FALL BACK ON, THERE WAS NO FRIENDS & FAMILY TO BE DISCRETE, NEVER KNEW WHAT GOOD OF BEEN JUSR THE LONELY STREETS
THEY DO EVERYTHING FROM THE DRINKING TO THE DRUGS, KILLED IN THE STREETS OUT OF FEAR JUST NEEDING A HUG. NEVER KNEW WHAT COULD OF BEEN JUST THE LONELY STREETS.
THE DAYS GO BYE AND HE'S SLOWLY FORGOTTON. COULDN'T SEE WHAT WAS BLIND AND NOW SOMEONE ELSE IS DYING. NEVER KNEW WHAT WAS AT THE END OF THE ROAD, ONLY THING HE HAD TO GIVE, WAS THESE LONELY STREETS THAT WAS TO BIG FOR THE KID.
KILLE OVER DOPE, MURDERED OVER MARIJUANA DIDNT GET WHAT THEY WANTED NOW THEY COMING FOR SOMEBODIES MOMMA. NEVER KNEW WHAT COULD OF BEEN JUST THESE LONELY STREETS NOW THEY IN THE CLUB WITH THERE REST IN PEACE TEE'S BECAUSE THEY WERE IN TOO DEEP...
poem by Talema Lawrence
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My Family
My family will forever be in my heart,
My sister's mean the world to me,
More than life,
All I ever wanted was a complete family,
To have a mother whom I never met,
My family will always remain who they are in my heart and soul,
My family is more important than my friends and my lover,
Family will always come first,
Family is family,
No matter what they did they'll always remain family.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Family Man
Woah jocko, dont expect me
To come out drinking, messin around
Spending my time
With a bunch of crazy people
Yes, I been there before
I dont need to go back no more
Im just a family man
Like it or not
I am a family man
Im a-holding onto what Ive got
Im a family man
Right by damn
Finally, find out what I am
Is a family man
And dont expect me
To hit the road
At a moments notice
Without my suitcase
With some crazy bunch of strangers
In some unknown car
Im just not willing to go that far
The life I used to lead was a little too frantic
I guess I just got eyes to grow old and grey
And if what I have in mind isnt super romantic
I guess I always saw myself this way
Im just a family man
Like it or not
Said Im a family man
Holding onto what Ive got
Im a family man
Right by damn
I, finally, find out what I am
Is a family man
Sears and roebuck
Howard johnson
Colonel sanders
Station wagon
Briggs and stratton
Second mortgage
If I can ever lose my blues
Walk on over and turn on the tv
What Id like to do is lie down on the sofa
Later on
I might walk my dog, baby
Bo diddleys a family man
song performed by by James Taylor
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