A song of sorrow
I write and remove thy name,
In this way I punish my heart,
Thy love was nothing but a game,
And I was defeated by thy ways smart.
I am still alive leading a life of curse,
My vivacity departs, my light is fading,
No one is here to find me a nurse,
And yet my peace thy memory is invading,
O soul, o life, be ready for something worst,
Something thy would never have seen,
My death will soon quench thy thirst,
Thou may get what I mean.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Night Nurse
Tell her try her best just to make it quick
Woman tend to the sick
Because there must be something she can do
This heart is broken in two
Tell her its a case of emergency
Theres a patient by the name of mickey
Night nurse
Only you alone can quench this here thirst
My night nurse oh god
Oh the pain is getting worse
I dont want to see no doc
I need attendance from my nurse around the clock
Because theres no prescription for me
Shes the one the only remedy
My night nurse
Only you alone can quench this here thirst
My night nurse
Oh the pain is getting worse
Im hurt my love
I dont want to see no doc
I need attendance from my nurse around the clock
Because there s no prescription for me
Shes the one the only remedy
Night nurse
Only you alone can quench this here thirst
My night nurse
Oh the pain is getting worse
Im hurt my love
And Im sure no no doctor got a cure
My night nurse
My night nurse
My night nurse
song performed by by Simply Red
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Dreams
Fading into cruel shapes, my dreams are clothes,
Anxious harm erupts in my mind to scatter echoes.
Dreams are a foray of inner dreams from life,
Then the surgeon arrives and departs, he causes the knife
To incise a man who is ill and depressed from harm,
The very same harm caused by a man of calm.
His calm propels our thoughts of him
In ways of the peace, the love of him.
This is cruelty of our dreams in life
With which we punish others in the nightlife.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Defeated
Roy orbison
Defeated, defeated
Defeated Ive been
Defeated, defeated
I didnt win your love
Ive played the game, my love was true
But just the same, I still love you
Defeated, defeated
Now I know the score
Defeated, defeated
Yet I love you even more
My opponent was lucky, didnt even try
Guess Im a bad loser, that is why I cry
The game was fun, but oh, how I know
I should have won, I need you so
Defeated, defeated
The game is through
Ive been defeated
But Im still in love with you
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Sweet Sweet Death
Life is a game...
i am starting to see to
many disappointing sides of it
but then the light appears
illuminating the emptiness
inside me...
As my eyes close up heading
to the light death is my best
option as happiness feel my life
and end this pain take me away
let me live and pain no more
to finish this useless struggle...
to end this useless fight...
i stand up to my fate leaving
behind me all these regrets no more
worries and no more love as i embrace death
as death receives my soul, i welcome the
fading light, allowing
death to end my existence
poem by Robert Roberts
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Just A Memory
Here you are again
Back in my memory
You said you didn't love me anymore
And if the love we shared
Is just a memory, then
Why are you still here?
Haunting my memory,
Invading my soul
Since our love is gone
And my life is shattered
I guess you're just a memory.
poem by Rachelle Sowders
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My Story Of Love And Heartbreak (The Paramirror)
I'll tell you a story about a man,
A man whose life is not so grand.
A story about love and heartbreaks too,
Heartbreaks too painful, sad and blue.
And blue are the days that will be the worst,
The worst of all time, feelings cursed.
The days will drag on, drained of my glory,
My glory dies in the story.
The story will start out with love of course,
Of course it's happy, no remorse.
Start out with my heart flying high and free,
And free is my soul...love, the key.
The key which will let all of my guards down,
Guards down...ready for what's around.
Will let the pain in when ready to strike,
To strike at me when it feels like.
Feels like the love is draining from my heart,
My heart was filled til she departs.
Love is gone and I feel all of the ache,
The ache of love and then heartbreak.
poem by Adam McKim
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One Light Burning
(sambora, foster, morolda)
All alone in the dark
No walls no windows
Trying hard to define
Heaven from hell
Standing out in the rain
With just one shadow
Nothing to see or believe
Beyond myself
See my life going by
Each moment I am alive
I keep reaching out, holding on, hoping
Somewhere in my life
Theres one light burning
I feel it like my heart beating inside
Somewhere in my life
Theres one light burning
All alone with my fears
No words are spoken
A story yet to be told
Locked in my mind
Hope is somewhere ahead
Shining brightly
But the past is always following close behind
See my life going by, each moment I am alive
I keep reaching out, holding on, hoping
Somewhere in my life
Theres one light burning
I feel it like my heart beating inside
Somewhere in my life
Theres one light burning
Somewhere in my life
Theres one light burning
I feel it like my heart beating inside
Somewhere in my life
Theres one light burning
Leading the way, leading the way
song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Searchin My Soul
Ive been down this road walkin the line
Thats painted by pride
And I have made mistakes in my life
That I just cant hide
Oh I believe I am ready for what love has to bring
Got myself together, now Im ready to sing
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home
One by one, the chains around me unwind
Every day now I feel that I can leave those years behind
Oh Ive been thinking of you for a long time
Theres a side of my life where Ive been blind and so...
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
Everything gonna be alright
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
Dont wanna be alone in life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home
Baby I been holding back now my whole life
Ive decided to move on now
Gonna leave all my worries behind
Oh I belive I am ready for what love has to give
Got myself together now Im ready to live
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
Everything gonna be alright
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
Dont wanna be alone in my life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Vonda Shepard
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Why Do I Write
I write from my sadness
I write from the madness
I write because I have something to say
I write to pass the day
I write only from the heart
I write for sometimes I am not that smart
Whatever is in head just comes out on paper (in this case a word document) , and I go with the flow
Write to let my mind go
I follow my hand to where ever it takes me
I write all the things that I can see
I write when I am happy, but not as much
I write from my heart that you can touch
I write because I’d go insane
I am driven to write quell my pain
At times I feel alone so I write what I am feeling
I write for it is self-healing
Confident not so I write it all away
I write and write to pass the day
I write to comfort my soul that cries out in the night
I write for love is always out of sight
I write so I don't have to cry any more
I write for I have no one to adore
I write so someone somewhere will hear my plea
I write for someone is out there for me
I am lost and I the clown
I write to turn my frown upside down
I write to embrace the sadness I hide inside
I write with my heart opened wide
I write to silence the ghost
I write for I’ve been let down by the one I loved the most
I write through the stormy weather
I write for I am light as a feather
I am not a writer nor am I a poet
I write for the grief I do know it
I will write until I draw my last breath
I write because I'll die a lonely death
I have to write for strangers delight
I write because I have to write
I write for my own happiness
I write to relieve my stress
I write because I have no other choice
I write as if I was writing a letter
I write because I can’t do any better
I write because I am afraid not to
I write for this is what I do
I write for I give a damn
I write just because I am
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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In the Dark
The moon has but one side of light and beauty,
The other, steeped in never-ending night,
Seems worse than dead, as in the harmony
Of spheres, she cannot even echo. And
She died they say, for love of her great brother,
The glorious Sun, whom she may never reach,
Condemned to be apart, for that great sin
Of love. He was the light and life and joy
Of all her world, how could she then refrain
And love not, when her brother was a god?
But then she died, you see, and was forgiven.
Wherefore is Earth so dark and yet alive?
Wherefore doth fire still melt the gold in depths
So fathomless, that not a spark may light
The poor outside? She wanders through the worlds,
Unknown, without a ray, and yet alive
With foaming waters and with words as proud
As flowing hair. Why art thou dark, O Earth?
If thou wert sinless, would not dancing rays
Laugh through the night and gladden other planets?
Would not thy bosom's warmth give life again
To yonder ghost, thy mate in misery?
What hast thou done to be condemned to darkness,
To be a living hell, wherein the souls
Of millions suffer until death? Thy heart
Is gold: hast thou betrayed the sun? Or hast
Thou stolen wondrous goods, in gliding from
The sun? Therefore is Death to be thy child,
A curse to wander on thy lovely sides,
That oft are torn and ever motherly
Will comfort the offender with her off'rings.
Or art thou dark because thy womb must be
The grave of all thy children, Mother Earth?
poem by Carmen Sylva
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Life, Death, Devil & Angel
Life is full of love
Life is full with pain
Life is full of friendship
Life is war
Life is peace
Life is hate
Life is messed up
Life is fun
Life is music
Life is candy
Life is girlfriend
Life is boyfriend
Life is family
Life is alive
Death is hurtful
Death is painful
Death is tears
Death is losing the one you love
Death is the one thing people don't wanna go thru
Death is a lot of things
Angel are loving
Angel are caring
Angels are nice
Angel are peaceful
Angel are in Heaven
Angel is the one you wanna fall in love with
Angel are the best thing ever
So if you are an angel stay like that forever because god will love you
Devils are mean
Devil are rude
Devils are hateful
Devil are in Hell
Devil are ghost
Devil are the worst thing to be so don't ever be mean to someone because god is watchin and when it come to judgment u will end up in hell
But all ma gyals and boiis are ma angel and devil and ma life till death
poem by Nikki Singh
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The Way
The way,
As far as I can see it,
I need to find the way to make you mine.
And someday,
When you least expect it,
I hope you find the way
To love me in kind.
The way
Leading to your heart
Can never go wrong.
Leading to your soul,
No road is too long.
And now,
Having said I love you,
Ive got to find the way to say that I care.
And the way,
Having been decided,
Is for me to stay
And always be there.
The way
Leading to your heart
Can never go wrong.
Leading to your soul,
No road is too long.
Be a part of me;
Thats all I can say.
I may not know the words,
But I know the way to you.
The way leading to your heart
Can never go wrong.
Leading to your soul,
No road is too long.
Be a part of me;
Thats all I can say.
Im a part of you,
And I know that you are the way.
Just need the way to find you.
I need to find, I need to find, I need to find, I need to find the way to
You.
You are the way. you are the way. you are the way. you are the way,
The way for me.
song performed by by Neil Diamond
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My Light Thou Art
My light thou art, without thy glorious sight
My eyes are darkened with eternal night;
My Love, thou art my way, my life, my light.
Thou art my way, I wander if thou fly;
Thou art my light, if hid, how blind am I!
Thou art my life, if thou withdraw'st I die.
Thou art my life; if thou but turn away,
My life's a thousand deaths. Thou art my way;
Without thee, Love, I travel not, but stray.
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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Love, Grief, Death, Peace and Life Make War
Love, grief, death, peace, and life make war.
Within the grasps of victory, here lies grief.
Striving to keep a soul alive, thriving for life
whispers of sanity fade from the sight of death.
An outstretched limb pleading for a touch of peace
as a memory of happiness fills the heart with love.
Controlling senses fester upon a long lost love,
breathing in deep, it’s the smell of a war.
Muffled cries creep into your soul, pleading for peace.
You lick your blood stained lips, tasting the bitter grief.
piercing voices thunder upon the ground, accepting death
as a memory of loneliness fills their heart with an absence of life.
Tears of blood come forth into a dimension of twisted life.
The air, heavy and hot, hover over you ridding the land of any former love.
A chorus of saints and sinners sing to you, singing the song of death,
”O come ye child, come into my arms and rid yourself of this war.
Gather your mind and venture to the morrow, leaving behind this haunting grief,
for it is not your fault that this world does not know peace.”
You close your eyes, feeling the sensation of eternal peace.
You can not move any aching limb, within an inch of life
you follow the scent of reigning mud, caking itself to the world’s own grief.
Wandering past the forgotten lives to seek the one true love
that carries upon it’s shoulders, a burden of war.
This land can no longer hold itself with peace as all the peace has turned to death.
Forging itself upon your spirit, the lies no longer live, now it is only death
that caresses your body like a mother so tender, illuminating the one and only peace.
Taunting you to go and be afraid no more, taunting and taunting, this is war.
With one last plea, you beg and cry for the voices to take your life
as you know that the searching prisms of hope will find your love
and they will abolish the need of any misery and any grief.
Once more do the saints and sinners sing of your grief
only this time, there is no mourning of war and death.
They’ve come to pour into your heart, a sound so divine. It is love.
”Dear child, dear child, no more shall you weep, we are here, we’re your peace.
Come with us to a land so pure, where love is eternal and death is not near. We will give you life.
With a trust so deep, take our hands and no more, no more, shall this be your burden of war.”
In times of sorrow and fear, lost is the value of love and peace.
All is forgotten while caged by grief and watching the slaughter of life.
You watch your fallen brothers, reaching for help, you hear the despair in all their voices.
You’re the saint and sinner, giving them hope.
You cease your thoughts, you must fight on.
You aim your gun, praying for death. This is war.
poem by Mason Letoto
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Man's Rule
I have searched for love,
Only to find hatred.
I searched for acceptance,
Only to find prejudice.
I searched for peace,
Only to find war,
I searched for freedom,
Only to be sentenced,
I looked for shelter,
But only found an open wintery sky.
I searched for water,
But nothing could quench my thirst.
The lord beckoned me,
From his throne on high.
They treated you with hatred,
But bath in my love.
They treated you with prejudice,
But my son I accept you.
They brought you war,
But I shall give you peace.
They imprisoned you,
But I shall give you freedom.
You slept under an open wintery sky,
But here shelter in my paradise.
They did not quench your thirst,
But I shall let you drink from my own cup.
poem by Talmadge Rogalla
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Lost
Lost in a world of indiscretion
Caught in a life of obsession
Will we ever learn our lession?
Is it time we confess it?
Not sit back and oppress it
In a world so full of aggression
We worry about nothing but our possessions
All leading to a life of depression
Learn to use some discretion
Bring a smile to your expression
All is not lost
It could always be worst
The bubble hasn`t burst
So remove the curse
Put it in reverse
Before we end up in a hearse
poem by Joseph Whelan
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Im Alive
Oh, lets get em, boys
Too many women, Ive got too little time
I keep on tryin
Man, if it kills me I know that Ill go
Dead, stiff, and smilin
Oh, dont need no doctor puttin me to bed
Give me the nurse and Ill make sure that shes fed
Dont need no doctor giving me pills
Im hot enough to give you chills
Livin life for love, Im alive, Im alive
I cant get enough (I cant get enough)
Get it right (right) Im alive
Take a look in the book of love, man its understood
Right to the letter
One pretty girl makes you feel pretty good
Twos even better
Oh, I learned my lesson, my golden rule
You know I made the teachers stay after school
Dont look for reasons, dont waste my time
Ive got the goods to make you mine
Livin life for love, Im alive, yeah, Im alive
I cant get enough (I cant get enough)
Get it right (right) Im alive
You know baby, you make my heart beat, alright
Dont need no doctor
Take a look at the book of love, man its understood
It aint a crime to feel this good, no
Livin life for love, Im alive, yeah, Im alive
I cant get enough (cant get enough)
Get it right (right) Im alive
Sing it
Livin life, livin life for love, Im alive, Im alive
I cant get enough (cant get enough)
Get it right Im alive (Im alive)
Livin life for love (livin life for love)
Livin life for love (Im alive)
Livin life for love, (yeah, cant get enough)
Livin life for love (Im alive, whoo)
Livin life for love
song performed by by Kiss
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A Price for Pentinence
Fridays are the days for me,
I so long for the night.
I often dream of things unseen,
so far I am from right.
How can I,
in hurtful ways,
bring to strangers pain.
I have to get it out some how,
if not my soul feels stained.
Stained from wicked evil thoughts,
that swim within my head.
Tis a curse I know Ive got,
a curse that must be fed.
With meat that comes from innocence,
the sweetness of the earth.
Deaths the price for penitence,
a price left not for worse.
You in not a way can hear,
how loud your soul does scream.
I however have this gift,
it comes to me in dreams.
If your to be the one who's next,
then I shall cross the street.
And take from you your innocence,
to quench my thirst for sweet...
poem by Ken Bennight
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Will death spare thee?
Will death spare thee? Whose life doth bless
Beauty perfected by love's tender stroke
Enthralled in a frame for my eye to caress
Dressed in raiment elegant as baroque
Grandiose in light colors of black, of red
Thou infest mine heart and communicate emotion
An internal beauty, which can never be said
Speaks in awe and humbles by veneration
Refusing to quench death's blood thirst
Thy remain flawless, beyond the limit of time
In a paradise of beauty, wert beauty is nursed
To there mine soul elevates, transcends and doth chime
With the angels unseen and wert earth is abound
In heaven's symphony, in heaven's sound
Wert art live in paradise found…….
Will death spare thee?
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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To His Mistress
Why dost thou shade thy lovely face? O why
Does that eclipsing hand of thine deny
The sunshine of the Sun's enlivening eye?
Without thy light what light remains in me?
Thou art my life; my way, my light's in thee;
I live, I move, and by thy beams I see.
Thou art my life-if thou but turn away
My life's a thousand deaths. Thou art my way-
Without.thee, Love, I travel not but stray.
My light thou art-without thy glorious sight
My eyes are darken'd with eternal night.
My Love, thou art my way, my life, my light.
Thou art my way; I wander if thou fly.
Thou art my light; if hid, how blind am I!
Thou art my life; if thou withdraw'st, I die.
My eyes are dark and blind, I cannot see:
To whom or whither should my darkness flee,
But to that light?-and who's that light but thee?
If I have lost my path, dear lover, say,
Shall I still wander in a doubtful way?
Love, shall a lamb of Israel's sheepfold stray?
My path is lost, my wandering steps do stray;
I cannot go, nor can I safely stay;
Whom should I seek but thee, my path, my way?
And yet thou turn'st thy face away and fly'st me!
And yet I sue for grace and thou deny'st me!
Speak, art thou angry, Love, or only try'st me?
Thou art the pilgrim's path, the blind man's eye,
The dead man's life. On thee my hopes rely:
If I but them remove, I surely die.
Dissolve thy sunbeams, close thy wings and stay!
See, see how I am blind, and dead, and stray!
-O thou art my life, my light, my way!
Then work thy will! If passion bid me flee,
My reason shall obey, my wings shall be
Stretch'd out no farther than from me to thee!
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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