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My Arithmetic

The arithmetic strikes at the mind and heart,
Bases are hurt, foundations are plucked.
My birthday makes a cobweb like the spider
Of pain and agony, of special suffering.
Flags appear to dissolve the dock that shivers,
My beetles reside in the legs, and hearts disapprove.
My beam of light polishes the soothing skin,
Classes of corn stagger at the appeal made by me.
Let the firemen enter, now that baskets of trouble
Collapse under the sun and moon and planets.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Collide

I felt my heart collapse
On the day that I met him
I felt my heart collapse
It filled up to the rim
I felt my heart collapse
When my eyes traveled 'round
I felt my heart collapse
The one I had found

I felt my heart collapse
When he first touched my skin
I felt my heart collapse
Oh it seemed a lovely sin
I felt my heart collapse
It fell without a sound
I felt my heart collapse
Oh I knew I had found

I felt my heart collapse
When we shared that first kiss
I felt my heart collapse
I thought that I would almost miss
I felt my heart collapse
I was lost in his embrace
I felt my heart collapse
I kept staring at his face

Oh my heart collapsed on that day
Ever since it's been that same way
My love for you has not faded
Ever since the day it escaped

poem by Courtney Beaudry
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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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My Friend, My Friend

Who will forgive me for the things I do?
With no special legend of God to refer to,
With my calm white pedigree, my yankee kin,
I think it would be better to be a Jew.

I forgive you for what you did not do.
I am impossibly quilty. Unlike you,
My Friend, I can not blame my origin
With no special legend or God to refer to.

They wear The Crucifix as they are meant to do.
Why do their little crosses trouble you?
The effigies that I have made are genuine,
(I think it would be better to be a Jew).

Watching my mother slowly die I knew
My first release. I wish some ancient bugaboo
Followed me. But my sin is always my sin.
With no special legend or God to refer to.

Who will forgive me for the things I do?
To have your reasonable hurt to belong to
Might ease my trouble like liquor or aspirin.
I think it would be better to be a Jew.

And if I lie, I lie because I love you,
Because I am bothered by the things I do,
Because your hurt invades my calm white skin:
With no special legend or God to refer to,
I think it would be better to be a Jew.

poem by Anne Sexton
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Midnight Special

Well you wake up in the mornin'
When the ding-dong ring (ding 'em man, ding 'em)
Go over to the table
See the same old (damn) thing
Nothing put upon the table
And nothin' in my pan
Say anything about it
I get in trouble with the man
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me
If you ever go to houston
Oh well you better walk right
You better not stagger
And you better not fight
Or the sheriff gonna 'rrest you
Lord, and carry you down
And if the jury find you guilty
You're penitentiary bound
But let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me
Let the midnight special (hoo)
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me
Yonder comes miss rosie (yeah) (oh yeah)
How in the world do you know? (i be low)
Well i know her by her apron (oh yeah)
And the dress she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder
Piece of paper in her hand (yeah)
She's a-gonna tell the captain
You tell him listen man
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Let the midnight special
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me
(me, me, me)
Let the midnight special
Shine a light on me
Well let the midnight special
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me
Well i done my time boy (well, yeah)
Who they caught with a crime
Well the man ain't call me
He done be ridin' down the line
But let the midnight special
Shine a light on me (yeah)
Let the midnight special
Shine it's ever lovin' light on me

song performed by by Van Morrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Beds of Suffering

We die in the beds of suffering,
Humoured by the balances of pain,
Collecting the knowledge of knowing hurt,
Contriving a blessed and divine method,
Trying the effective and lovable design of love
That hides a joyous song in the mental agony.

We die for the longing of hurt and destruction,
Where is the plane of existence limiting our hurt and worry?
So that a hurling question can be solved:
Why are there mysteries in the hatred of pain
When evil spirits could collect themselves against us
And overthrow us. Their power shall overcome us
If we are in suffering. Thus, the pain is shaped around
Goodness.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Trying to Leave the Pain

i think of you and every one that has hurt me and lefted me in tears
as i slide that blade across my skin
i think of the pain they all have put on me and on my heart
i think of leaving this pain
i think of every thing that has hurt me
so lost in my mind now
so confused
so much pain
dont know what to do
sliding that blade on my skin
more and more
faster and faster
trying to leave the pain
sighing with hurt
my heart beats faster
still cant stand the pain
i stoped the blade and moved it away from my arm
and slide it across my neck

poem by Sarah May
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The Pain I Can Control

The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..

poem by Nyl Revol
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Price And Pride Of Status Earned

i have been watching people,
the way so many hurt others,
in a need to be special,
important, to have status,

happiness appreciation;
regardless of the cost
regardless of the pain
regardless of suffering

inflicted on others
in a demented race
to rise above agony
altar inscribed to humanity

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Crescent Moon

I stagger along silent way,
Alone, alone none with me;
The moon above with waning face
On galaxy's path I see.
O crescent moon, you are going
To be one with other part.
Just feel my pain that's killing me,
And going to stop my heart!
If you can see my far-off friend
In a lone, lone, lonely place,
Wrap him with your bright, shining beam,
Tell him that I need address;
At the end of your sweet journey,
You must be the graceful moon;
If you can have your happiness,
Oh! make meet my half part soon!

poem by Nilakshi Das
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Timeless

Pain like this,
Hurts like never before,
I've never known pain,
As bad as this. 

You hurt me,
Do you know that,
Do you know,
That I miss you?

I lied before,
When I said it's okay,
Because I'm truly,
Dying on the inside. 

But I'd never tell you,
That you made me this way,
Because I don't want you,
To hurt like this. 

I care about you,
Too much to,
Make you feel,
Even a little pain. 

Did you know that,
I'd never hurt you,
I would have never ever,
Let you go. 

You were special,
Rather are special,
And you'll always,
Have a place in my heart. 

But I must know,
Why you let me go,
Why you turned,
And walked away. 

Oh please tell me,
Tell me what I did,
Tell me why,
I stand here alone. 

You made your promises,
That I thought you could keep,
But you broke them all,
When you left me. 

I need you here,
At my side,
I long for the days,
When you were here. 

I remember those days,
When you were at my side,
I remember the way,
You looked in my eyes. 

I miss those days,
When you'd just gaze at me,
When your glance,
Made me smile. 

Every second felt timeless,
Every second was perfect,
And I knew that what,
We had was true. 

But my dear I ask,
That you tell me why,
Why I sit here,
Dying for you. 

poem by Katherine Bryce
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Heart Of Hearts

I'm in a frame of mind
You wouldn't wanna frame in your mind
See, in my mind
I love you and show you so
But in your mind my love for you has
withered more
The space in time makes you no longer
mine
This space in time takes my all, but
that's fine
Though far from me and all these thorns
If you stay one more day, you'll see the
roses born
Times like these have always been
The pain you bear I've always seen
On days like those I don't seem to be
your kin
Just know I bear my own sin
As the knives they prod your delicate
skin
May God be your life, your king
I will always love you but I am not God
I will sometimes hurt you 'cos I am not
God
But if someday, somehow you see past
the hurt
You will see a picture of you framed
in the hall of love
Known as my heart of hearts.

poem by Jenim Dibie
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Stagger Lee

The night was clear, and the moon was yellow
And the leaves came tumblin down. . .
I was standin on the corner
When I heard my bull dog bark.
He was barkin at the two men
Who were gamblin in the dark.
It was stagger lee and billy,
Two men who gambled late.
Stagger lee threw a seven,
Billy swore that he threw eight.
Stagger lee, said billy,
I cant let you go with that.
You have won all my money,
And my brand-new stetson hat.
Stagger lee went home
And he got his .44.
He said, Im goin to the ballroom
Just to pay that debt I owe.
(bridge)
Go, stagger lee
Stagger lee went to the ballroom
And he strolled across the ballroom floor.
He said you did me wrong, billy.
And he pulled his .44.
Stagger lee, said billy,
Oh, please dont take my life!
Ive got three hungry children,
And a very sickly wife.
Stagger lee shot billy
Oh, he shot that poor boy so hard
That a bullet went through billy
And broke the bartenders bar.
Go, stagger lee, go, stagger lee!
Go, stagger lee, go, stagger lee!
(to fade)

song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Sleeping is Heaven

Soft feelings are surprising when the hardness,
Heaven feeds us while we sleep, the creeping up.
When do special dreams enter the world of sleep?
Some of us sleep, then dine in our thoughts
About sleep too obscure. The slant appears
To be excelling the sleep. When is there peace?
Softer hurt awakens us from sleep,
The hurt or small pain is itself suffering.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Happy 17th birthday, Rania

***** ^.^ (Dedicated to you, my sister Rania) ^.^ ******

1 prayer to bless your moments
1 wish to lighten your way
1 smile to make your day perfect
and only 1 poem to say HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY

Well, this is the first time
I wish you a happy birthday
and this reminds me
that I really want to say.

I'm very happy I know
you and I wish you
all the happiness
each day, just to make it true.

Happy 17th birthday I must say
you are kind and clever I can say
For today I wish you all the best
it's your special day, so do it your way.

for your birthday I wish you happiness
that only true friendship can bring
I wish for you the best day
that makes your heart sing.

For you I wish all the beautiful things
that makes your life so bright
full of fun, joy, success and happiness
every morning, evening and night.

I send you this special poem
in a very friendly way
So you will know that someone
is wishing you ***A HAPPY BIRTHDAY**

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poem by Oussama samouna
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Letter to Myselves

You can be hurt
because you want too much;
because in your face it says:
love me, nurture me;
because in your teeth it says:
sugar flows to us;
because in your tongue it says:
drive in the spike.

You can be hurt
because you care too much
because your ribs swing out like shutters
& your heart
glows like a night light.

You can be hurt
because you need too much
because your skin comes off in streamers
& your veins
twang like guitar strings.
You can be hurt that way.

You made your head
a wind tunnel for death.
You made your womb
the world's confessional.
You made your heart
a lump of burning clay.

You, me-
we can be hurt that way.

poem by Erica Jong
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12/09....Pain

Pain...............

It has many forms, some hurt worse than others
Some cause you to bleed, while others make you cry
Some make you want to die, or be dead, while
others just make you want to stay in bed

Pain, its like a bee stinging you in the face
Pain, its like someone sprayin you with mace
Pain, its like having your best friend die
Pain, its like biting into a hot piece of pie
Pain, its like a knife tearing your skin
Pain, its like not having any friends
Pain, its like having your heart ripped in two
Pain, its like not knowing what to do
Pain, is a common thing for me
Pain, it fills my life with sorrow and misery
Pain, it makes me want to cry everyday
Pain, it makes me feel the worst way
Pain, it drives my life and the things I do
Pain..........please leave me alone!

poem by Sacred Garden
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Lost Eagles

In the month of August
For a reason we cannot explain
A reason that brought so much pain
A reason that made crying a must

Was it year end....not quite
Was it month end not yet
It was weekend...yes am right
Was it day or night
What ever time it was it inflicted so much pain
Pain we couldn't bear
Pain that struck the heart
Pain that left us beyond hurt

You have gone far away
To a place where
The evil have not tread
Darkness is unknown
Tears don't fall
Hurt is not known
Sorrow is joy

Our hearts hold a special place
Our thoughts precious moments
Our mindes joyful memories
We have lost true eagles
God has gained angels

poem by Miranda Mabuto
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Pain Flows

my pain flows with my blood
it flows to my heart
it flows to my mind
my pain floods my body with hurt
its traped in side, not way out
i grab my knife and open my skin
lettin out my pain
with every cut i feel my pain leavin me
i sigh with every slit
cuttin till all of my pain is gone
but with every day more pain i get
my pain floods my body with hurt
tryin to get out
waitin till that knife slides acorss my skin

poem by Sarah May
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Thank you for your kindness Dear

thank you for everything you have been with me, for a
million minute, a thousand days and countless of moment,
especial the time when i needed you most you are there
standing beside me, hoping my pain and trouble mind, ease
the agony i suffered

your tender touch, loosen the anguish i experienced, such a
passion of longing shelter my heart that for i a time i know,
only you can take me out to a place, where my soul long to
live for a moment of tranquility

your tender loving heart wish, the joy of my soul, looking the
best of my whole being is all you wanted for, i will never forget
that all the memories, where you always in my side, believing
that all is part of what life is with me

as i mesmerize, the silent of my heart, a thundering whisper
of a passionate soul echo in a distance shadow, of a lingering
well being that tells me, that only in you my life i give and
share

you make me, what i am now, makes everything that you are
so dear to me, you made my life of loving you is, what life you
are call for, make me the best is of what made me special in
you, your life cherish my heart into the clouds of reality, that
loving you is what it takes it all

thank you for your kindness.... DEAR

poem by Antonio Liao
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Happy Birthday, My Dear Wife!

Today is your birthday-
A special day indeed;
May God bless you, I pray,
And meet your every need!

God made you, my darling,
To be my only wife;
And that’s the greatest thing,
That happened in my life!

For,
Marriages when God-made,
Can never lose their charm,
And do we as God bade,
Our hearts are always warm.

‘Happy Birthday, dear wife;
You’re special in my life! ’

Dedicated to my beloved wife, Mercy Celestine.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-6-2008

poem by John Celes
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