If One Finemorning
If one fine morning,
When the darkness will,
Be with in union with,
The days, first light-
I want to leave this world,
Stealthily, beyond this
Sorrowful path........
Where every soul suffers,
Even me, who have a wonderful,
Nest of my own, home and hearth,
Cozy life, affection and love,
Feel for the have not but,
Can't fulfill their want,
Sorry to live, for this
Failure of my tasks,
Their blank eyes, their
Walks on the unknown goal,
Make me think, but, no
Ways to solve this riddle.
I hear their silent cry....
Their speechless pain..
I cherish to depart without,
Their farewell, without seeing
Their, mournful faces...
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End of My Heart
Can you hear the devils fiddle
Tuning up to play me a tune
I am the last true riddle
But the questions will end soon
The horizon is calling
The light begins to rise
This is me falling
Savor this moment with your eyes
I will just fade away
The dust will spread through time
My heart is now empty
I cross the final line
Too many brand new sorrows
Enter my soul deep within
Im running out of tommorrows
To start over again
My face is a ghost
Of the one I left behind
The things I want the most
Are the things I hurt each time
But now my velvet darkness
Soothes my suffering soul
To make it to fates promise
Is now my only goal
I cannot take you with me
Cause all I have is where Ive been
And you just shouldnt be
Blamed for all this sin
Farewell to my lovers
Farewell to my friends
There will be no others
This is where my heart ends
poem by Count Dracula
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Touches
How can I touch,
touch my God?
How many ways,
can my God touch me?
How can I see,
see Him with clarity?
How can my God,
in his world see me?
Along the paths I travel,
how can I tell?
My God walks with me?
What sign will He foretell?
When I reach out,
reach out through pain.
Will my God reach down,
take my pain, let me sustain?
How can I know,
when fear robs my sight?
Will my God really lead me,
‘til finally I depart the night?
Each creation I caress,
my God I touch lovingly.
Each prayer I find answered,
my God, has touched me.
When in darkness I grope,
His sun allows me to see.
I know in my heart,
my God never, lost sight of me.
Traveling my paths,
breezes ruffle each tree.
A sure sign my God tells me,
I walk not alone you see.
As I reach out, sightless and lost.
When I see a path open to me.
A warmth wraps my soul,
I’m sure, God caressed me you see.
When I am blinded by doubt,
cold fear has taken my sight.
He whispers to me, “I will lead you.”
I am sure, I’ll be led to His golden light.
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Speechless
Love has stolen my heart,
darkness fading away i'm in light.
mine heart so strong filled with might,
i'll fight for this love with all mine heart.
A wonderful feeling so pure,
i'm in love! This i'm so sure.
I could hear her name in the breeze,
i'm burnt by the flame of this feeling full of bliss.
Alas! My wonderful love is like a tale,
for in her presence i'm so lame.
Love's filled my heart, sometimes i forget my name.
There are millions of ways to tell her how i feel,
but i'm speechless coz thats how she makes me feel.
Though i'm with her, i'm far away and nothing is for real.
When i'm with her, i'm lost for words
and i dont know what to say.
Her love has driven me far away,
now i'm sitting on the world, spreading my love full of fame.
poem by Randy Micheal
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the Way To Success
failure may outnumber success
failure is there
to make you strong
failure may cause pain
but nothing goes in vain
failure keeps you in touch
with reality
failure gives wisdom
failure gives experience
cowards don't fail
It's for the brave
who leave the shore
to sail into unknown
failure is a stop
in the journey of life
don't stop at the bend
today's failure would be
tomorrow's bigger success
failure is the cradle
in which success rocks.
failure is not a sin
failure is the first step for success
failure teaches you how to succeed
failure always helps in your success
failure helps you from failing
if you fail, it's not the end of the world
try!
success will definitely be on your way
so will run away your failure
but...
never forget your failure in life which helped you in your
SUCCESS
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This Me
Where will go this me,
when I'll leave world?
My wishes, desires,
all will be furled?
Do not tell me
to leave this ray
of the sun, morning
and beautiful day!
Which numbness will
snatch my every sense
away, away from you
O life, to black trance.
From where I came shall
I go back, without protest,
no ways to solve? My ego,
my dear body to leave in haste?
So, care I take for it,
so love, a simple blister,
stops my heart beat.....
How can I stay bodyless,
just floating in the air?
In dark night, amidst,
unknown, and none to share.
My baby, home and soulmate,
without them, I 'll start
how following my fate?
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Out of The Darkness
From the darkest dark of night, one can see the Savior’s Light,
As his eyes are open to see, God’s Eternal Truth from Calvary.
Once a captive to Satan’s ways, he leaves behind darker days,
Leaving behind a darker past, finding freedom in Christ at last.
Once hostage in Satan’s chains, and a victim to sin that reigns,
Now no longer spiritually blind, with all the darker days behind.
Entering into the Savior’s fold, leaving behind the ways of old,
Now embracing a brand new life, with The Savior, Jesus Christ.
Unshackled from sin and pain, by God’s Spirit he’s Born Again,
Born into God’s family above, one built upon the Savior’s Love.
Christ who loved us well before, we ever knew Him as our Lord,
With love that led Him to a cross, when we were so sinfully lost.
And this love will fill his heart, as from darkness he does depart,
As God also provides a peace, that in his heart will never cease.
And all this is done by Grace, as a sinner, he sought God’s face,
To learn to live his life down here, upon the earth in reverent fear.
Christ’s Light now guides his path, far from God’s pending Wrath,
As he faced God’s condemnation, when rejecting God’s salvation.
But, eternal damnation is erased, as His Truth has been embraced,
With one more soul, in Jesus Christ, added to God’s Book of Life.
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Full Circle (Sticks and Stones)
Why do they do it
Drive you to that
Kill you before you live
Make you feel worthless
Will there conscience ever forgive
It must have been scary
Up there on your own
Knowing you werent going home
Cold, Shaking and Lonely
At least now they'll leave you alone
But it breaks my heart
To hear the stories
To see a waste of life
To see the tears
And feel the pain
And hear the mournful cries
Well i know you're going to heaven
You should be there by now
And i hope to see you again
My friend
But i want to see you now
So i'll cry for you
And i'll talk to you
And i'll wait to hear your call
And i'll get the Fucking Bastards
That may aswell have pushed you off the wall
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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A Few Things on Life
Life is something that can overwhelm you,
but if you are a fighter it will never drown you.
I have never been the type of person to be filled with anger,
but if your head is not in the right place your heart will fill it for you.
There is no place for anger it only hurts you and hurts another, Righteous anger is only for those who deserve it from a hardened heart.
Love withheld is like an arrow directly to the heart, and when you have something so good you know that you never want to lose it, than play carefully and never hold back.
Be careful to guard your heart for it is the well-spring of life. You never know who is out for no good and only a rarity for those who will keep it true.
Jesus is the only one who will never leave you nor forsake you, and He will always love you no matter which way your life leads.
Keep Him close and let Him be your mentor, and all else will become simple. What was once hard will become easy through a change of heart.
Father change my heart and lead me in your ways, my ways have only brought sorrow and destruction to your most holy name.
When will the sick sorrowful ways of my earthly pleasure fade away, leaving a bright light through the darkness of your all captivating love and everlasting fruitfulness.
Oh Holy Spirit with your guiding light, light my path I am done with darkness, I have re-crucified my life with Christ and I now live in Him, His pleasure and His love!
poem by Logan brent McDougall
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As I Am...Was.
No, I don't. I could never think that.
No, I won't. I could never become that.
No, I will never be...like her...Be her..
But..
I became her and now I
And I write these through her beautiful dead eyes
She..
I..
Am a bad girl who often does good
I am a dark heart which sometimes pores light
I'm alone in a sea of blank faces
In a world of hollow graces
Loneliness walks with me all my crooked mornings
He's dumb but his lonely eyes ask me how I feel
'Lonely', I replied
No one to talk to, or who really breathes love into my heart
My heart...
Once loving, once caring, trod broken
Now dead. I'm numb..dumb, and the Crumbs you crushed over to reach your true love...
...which is never me...
Dear life, why bore me? ...inexistence is perfection
My growth left me promises
My dreams made an eagle crawl
The accidents broke my bones
The solitude broke my mind
Their words broke my spirit
As I am...I fear bringing a child into...here
I've fought life for a good life
I walk heads bowed with shame
In fear that the world's mirror reveals my sins
Well I just heard the news today
It says my life is gonna change, yay!
Today it rains heavily as it pours in May
I've forgotten if rain is good or sunshine better
July or when September ends
They all leave with their leaves
Scattered on my shattered life
Sunshine or rain, the pain remains the way
Pin drops, heart breaks, blood splashes
On a cracking ground
My heart beats no more
Stone cold, thread hold
Love walks, eyes cry, life goes on
Bad lucks, rude shocks
Went deaf, blind and dumb...faith
The tunnel flickered a light
Yay! , the end of my tunnel
He told me there's a light at the end of every tunnel
This was her...my light faith, my end trail
Yea, the train, her date with fate
The light, hope at the end of the tunnel
Wasn't light, was...but speeding of a blind train
Breaking the body of a dead soul and broken spirit
Deaf, blind and dumb...faith
Darkness, darkness, train, dead, fate.
Goodbye loneliness, goodbye world.
No I don't. I could never think that.
No, I won't. I could never become that.
No, I will never be...like her...Be her.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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My School Days
Now-a-days where is that cheer,
unless i call up friends to have a beer,
Just like mist gone we are apart in many ways,
But where are my School days.
Now-a-days where is that enthusiasm,
for i bump into people with only sarcasm,
we sail world over on a ship,
unsuccessful even to strike a good friendship,
We have indeed drifted in many ways,
But where are my School days.
Now-a-days where is that laughter,
I hear just laughs to flatter,
true friends were those who where just there,
to say 'Hey we really care'
Scattered are we in many ways,
But where are my School days.
We are born with faces,
and now with a 'book',
we are now connected in many ways,
Where i come to cherish my School days.
poem by Deepak Calyampoondi
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Black Curtain
They walk with the black curtain over their faces
They gather others with the pain it leaves behind
The people live in darkness nothing in their minds
Their faces are blank no expresion no feeling
Those who have seen know what it does
Those who know weep in solitude and sorrow
They don't look forward to today or tomorrow
They know everything yet they know nothing
The peoples skin all white and sickened
Their voices a raspy mist
All they look for all they long for is peace and bliss
Their cloths worn and tattered
They know there is no cure
They know there is no hope, no place for them to rest
For they know they will soon be one less
They know there is no cure they know they will rot away
They walk through this aweful place
With dread and dispare
Everyone knows, and try not to stare
Yet it is so hard to sheild your eyes, to hold back the tears
The black curtain lays over their eyes
The cloth that shall never be lifted
For it is too far they have drifted
The curtain falls over their faces
The darkness sets in
They know the time has come for them to leave this place
There is no expresion on their faces
As the curtian and sickness leaves
They will suffer no more
They will go home
And will never be alone
For the curtain is lifted and they are in the light once more
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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A Hymn for Noon
The sun is swiftly mounted high;
It glitters in the southern sky;
Its beams with force and glory beat,
And fruitful earth is fill'd with heat.
Father, also with Thy fire
Warm the cold, the dead desire,
And make the sacred love of Thee
Within my soul a sun to me.
Let it shine so fairly bright
That nothing else be took for light,
That worldly charms be seen to fade,
And in its lustre find a shade.
Let it strongly shine within
To scatter all the clouds of sin,
That drive when gusts of passion rise
And intercept it from our eyes.
Let its glory more than vie
With the sun that lights the sky;
Let it swiftly mount in air,
Mount with that, and leave it there,
And soar with more aspiring flight
To realms of everlasting light.
Thus, while here I'm forc'd to be,
I daily wish to live with Thee,
And feel that union which Thy love
Will, after death, complete above.
From my soul I send my prayer;
Great creator, bow Thine ear;
Thou for whose propitious sway
The world was taught to see the day,
Who spake the word and earth begun
And show'd its beauties in the sun;
With pleasure I Thy creatures view,
And would with good affection, too,
Good affection sweetly free,
Loose from them and move to Thee;
O teach me due returns to give,
And to Thy glory let me live,
And then my days shall shine the more
Or pass more blessed than before.
poem by Thomas Parnell
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The Fireplace
What is it about a fireplace
that draws you to its flame?
Is it the warmth created
like a sun that came
and shone upon your body
with the intensity of heat?
Or is it the comfortable feeling
which makes you feel replete?
The flicker and the crackle,
the sizzle that you hear
invites your senses to remain
close to the hearth and peer
hypnotically tranquilized
quietly taking a rest
like a bird in sunshine
in a cozy, cozy nest.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Out Of The Darkness
Theres an empty street in an empty town
Theres an old boutique selling ageing gowns
Some words on the walls that were written
By the light of the moon so bright
Can you hear me, can you her me tonight
Take me out of this darkness and in to the morning light
The rain that falls doesnt make me cry
And the wind that blows cannot hurt my eyes
But the things that I see when I turn on tv
Make me wanna lie down and die
Can you hear me, can you her me tonight
Take me out of this darkness and in to the morning light
Can you hear me
Take me out of this darkness and in to the morning light
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Farewell Coy Lady
Farewell coy lady, I leave you without pain,
You almost pushed me down everlasting drain,
For I've tried to supple your hardened heart,
And burn the viper's venom in you on hot hearth,
But you tossed me here and there like a ball,
Whacking my precious head on thick mud wall.
Farewell to your pretty-juicy face,
I shall find another in heavenly place,
Who'll solder my torn heart and keep me high above,
Showering me with blessing, joy and love;
Together we shall forever smile and live,
The greatness of our love, no ear 'll believe.
Farewell to your royal livery and gold,
Which I bought for you when all I had I sold;
Clad in them and allure royal blood and kings,
Croon melodious hymns as the nightingale sings,
For now I retire from this barmy world of no gain,
Farewell coy lady, I leave you without pain.
poem by Emmanuel Isuku
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Marianito Edited (A Poem)
Slowly the world devours my soul.
Slowly my soul rots in the abyss.
Where darkness looms and emptiness sways.
Deep in the chasm of turmoil
I see no light.
Where is the God Who once touched my soul?
Where is He whom I heeded?
Where is the purpose of my leaping;
into the unknown void,
Where is the light that I felt before?
Where is the ever consuming grace,
Who illuminated me to understanding?
Where is the Love that called me to accompany the Pain?
Where is His presence that shredded me to pieces?
The Awareness that engraved my soul
With his pitiful presence?
I am already gone, is there nothing more than this?
I already have no more strength, nothing more left.
No more life to live or give.
No desire:
To breathe, to waddle and to remain afloat.
I remain in the turmoil of the world’s darkness and pain.
Always stabbed and wounded to the core.
I am already shredded… what is there more to break?
Alas my dear poor soul.
When is will all these end?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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With Love
Its a tedious existence laying your love on the line
Resistance is useless she can leave at any time
I must confess that in my quest I felt depressed and restless
But this casanovas roving days are over more or less
With love
She broke my heart and made me sad
You foolish boy you lost what you had
My mademoiselle I must make my farewell
You see senor I know she dont want me no more
Id like to make that fraulein mine, mein fraulein
So Ill depart sweetheart and leave you with this line
With love
She says she wont be back no more
With love
She says shes leaving for sure
My mademoiselle Ill say farewell
No matter where you are, au revoir
til we meet again, auf wiedersehn
She wrote it on a letter
But it didnt make him feel any better
With love
She says goodbye, adios, farewell
There are those who will spend a lifetime of leisure
til the leisure finally takes control
And theyll spend their life in search of pleasure
Never knowing the treasure that they own
There are those who will spend a lifetime in hard labour
til the labour breaks both body and soul
And they will learn to love their neighbor
And be assured of what they own
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With Love
Its a tedious existence laying your love on the line
Resistance is useless she can leave at any time
I must confess that in my quest I felt depressed and restless
But this casanovas roving days are over more or less
With love
She broke my heart and made me sad
You foolish boy you lost what you had
My mademoiselle I must make my farewell
You see senor I know she dont want me no more
Id like to make that fraulein mine, mein fraulein
So Ill depart sweetheart and leave you with this line
With love
She says she wont be back no more
With love
She says shes leaving for sure
My mademoiselle Ill say farewell
No matter where you are, au revoir
til we meet again, auf wiedersehn
She wrote it on a letter
But it didnt make him feel any better
With love
She says goodbye, adios, farewell
There are those who will spend a lifetime of leisure
til the leisure finally takes control
And theyll spend their life in search of pleasure
Never knowing the treasure that they own
There are those who will spend a lifetime in hard labour
til the labour breaks both body and soul
And they will learn to love their neighbor
And be assured of what they own
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Cui Bono
1.
Why should we care for storms that rave and rend,
Safe at our household hearth?
Unknowing whence we came, or where we wend,
Why should we ache and toil, and waste and spend,
Treading from no beginning to no end,
An uncrowned martyr's path?
2.
Is it worth while to suffer, when we might,
Like happier men, be blest
With that dull blindness that desires no light,
That peaceful soul that feels no need to fight,
Nor thirsts for liberty, and truth, and right,
But lives its life at rest?
3.
Is it worth while to work, and strive, and learn —
To sow where none may reap?
Is it worth while to rage, and fret, and yearn
For nameless treasure that we cannot earn?
Is it worth while in fever- fires to burn,
While wise men eat and sleep?
4.
Is it worth while to care for praise or blame,
This little time we live,
When purest deeds are oftenest put to shame?
To pant for noble strife and lofty fame,
When gold seems better than a stainless name,
Or all the world can give?
5.
Is it worth while for friendship's gift to sue,
For friendship's joys to crave?
When sordid tests, that bring us ruth and rue,
And sorrowful years, alone discern the clue
That tells us what is false and what is true,
And what we lose or save?
6.
To open wide our sanctuary door
Some welcome guest to greet,
To find, perchance, when we have shown our store,
The sacred places rudely trampled o'er,
Bereaved, profaned, and soiled for evermore
With tread of vulgar feet?
7.
Is it worth while to love — though love find grace
In our belovèd's sight?
To bear a restless heart from place to place,
Hungry for sight of one transcendent face,
That shines our central sun in azure space,
Or leaves our world in night:
8.
And, after all, to gain no more than this
At such a life- long cost —
A taste, a glimpse, the memory of a kiss,
A speechless sense of what diviner bliss,
That might have been, we have contrived to miss —
To know what love has lost?
9.
Is it worth while — O sadder fate! — to heed
The solemn chime that knells
The death hour of an immemorial creed —
A staff of strength become a broken reed —
And never friendlier help in time of need,
Nor surer guide, foretells?
10.
To heed the spirit- voice that bids us take
A strange new road alone;
From gentle slumber and sweet dreams to wake,
And hear the mighty billows boom and break —
The thunder of immortal seas that shake
The earth's foundation- stone?
11.
Is it worth while, so far away as we,
To long, in hope and dread,
For the great unborn Age that is to be —
To pine for light that we shall never see —
To care what course man's life and destiny
May take when we are dead?
12.
Is it worth while to toil in doubt and fear,
Through thorny ways like these,
When they who turn blind eye and heedless ear
To change and portent, and who see nor hear
The pregnant storm that gathers far and near,
Dwell all their days at ease?
13.
To leave the Good whereof we are possest,
To search, in gloom and grief,
Through pathless trouble, for some unknown Best,
And see no goal, and find no place of rest —
Is it worth while, on such a fruitless quest
To waste a life so brief?
14.
Is it worth while to wear out heart and brain?
Ah me, what must be must!
The maddening Mystery cannot be made plain,
And they who seek to solve it seek in vain,
Yet can but seek, in sleepless hope and pain,
Till heart and brain are dust.
poem by Ada Cambridge
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Life is a Journey; Not a Destination
The time has come
To say good bye
I gave it my all
I really did try
I took your heart
Which I broke in two
I tried to fix it
I did all I could do
Your eyes once warm
Now dead and cold
Your words once soft
Now cutting and bold
I became the man
You knew I could be
But now it's too late
These changes you won't see
You live in my past
Not here in today
Tomorrow doesn't matter
Our dreams washed away
You need to be happy
So I need to go
These changes to you
Are only a show
I bid you farewell
I wish you the best
I hope you find peace
I hope you find rest
I hope you find life
How you want it to be
I hope you find love
Even if not with me
My journey continues
Even if I'm alone
My Lord God will guide me
To wherever is home
For He knows my heart
And he knows my soul
In him I do trust
I am not alone
For the day will come
When I know his plan
I once was a boy
But now I'm a man
Even though I feel weak
I know I am strong
My path it is narrow
My path is so long
So I bid you farewell
And I hope I will find
That your path is not different
You're just two steps behind
For this is life is so short
And I have no control
My one living wish
Is to be one with your soul
It may not be tomorrow
But in the next life
Eternity together
As husband and wife
Take care my sweet princess
Take care my best friend
I will love you forever
As time has no end
On my path I continue
My heart it does know
Where God wants to take me
So with Him I will go
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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