A beggar maid sings in an awful night!
If you want to see the World
Though I am blind,
Ready to give my eyes.
If you're hungry
Share my bread crumb.
And if you're thirsty
Please sip my broken tumbler.
If you want a shelter and a warmth
I can move to a side on the road
And in the sleep if you want my heart,
Please remove that without giving me a slight pain
As I cannot bear this loneliness any further!
*to the young poetess in Massachusetts Shani Bogamuwa!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Pre-giveaway to our precious Grandson
A very happy Birth day to you son and be a good-smart boy like 'Sanath' [not the actor; The world famous cricketer].
Hope you become a real man soon and change the World for better prospects.
No son! Please stay aside and remain as a child forever because the cruel society is precarious.
Your mad grandpa lost his job and still scribbles with a hullabaloo
And your courageous grandma gets up early in the morning and fights with the rolled gold life.
She stuck under the table in a daycare center to bring bread & butter home and she never forgets to buy my Cuban vanilla cigar too.
In our dream-trains we travel a thousand times home bounds
But we station here for a purpose.
I am sorry my son in your playgroup you really missed your fine playmate and she is here with me in a turmoil.
[Hey! our little apprentice Master Siluna you are close upon three years
and do not forget that your mischievous grandpa got married at 21.]
* A humble dedication to the young poetess
Shani.Bogamuwa of Massachusetts.
Also to loving Kelum & Tharindu, Chinthaka & Thilini our loved ones and etc.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Let Me Share My Love With You
Come, and let me share my love with you;
And, let me give you slippers so that you do not walk along barefooted.
Come, and let me share my love with you;
And, let me cloth you with the muse of love so that you do not walk around naked.
Come, and let me share my love with you;
And, let me give you enough food so that you do not go hungry.
Come, and let me share my love with you;
And, let me give you enough water so that you do not go thirsty.
Come, and let me share my love with you;
And, let me take care of you under my shelter so that you do not become homeless.
Come, and let me share my love with you;
And, let me share my money with you so that you do not become penniless.
Come, and let me share my love with you;
And, let me take you around the world so that you do not become loneliness.
For this life needs the positive values of the muse of love and,
I have enough to share with you in my humble abode of peace and care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Broken Down
If you saw me standing there
out in the pouring rain
drowning in days of sorrow
behind the tears and pain
feeling nothing's left anymore
to hold onto here
on this broken down reservation road
You see just another broken down man
trying to make it through
lost in the hope's of tomorrow
of dreaming once again
would you lend a hand
and try to understand
If your children were hungry
with nothing left to eat
broken down in poverty
with no clothes to wear
or no shoes on thier feet
fallen by democracy
with a heart to share
would you give a damn
And would you just walk away
on the young and dying
would you just close the door
on the mother's crying
with no one here to hold
on this broken down reservation road
Spiritwind-2010
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Fat Man in Love
Did you ever think that some fat old git
Would start behaving as if you're
The best thing since sliced bread?
And think about you all the time?
I can tell you this guy's really, really hungry
And it's not for sliced bread! !
Do you think I'm saying what shouldn't be said?
I'm lying here alone in bed
And even the cat's giving me a cold shoulder!
Perhaps I should pray to the Virgin Mary
That I could be pure in heart!
I love you so much, dear friend,
I love you so much I could eat you alive! !
Give me a chance and don't throw me
Into that infernal lake of loneliness and broken hearts!
Take my love and don't trample it into the dust.
Have mercy on me,
How my heart bleeds and bleeds!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Why is there pain in this world?
Why is there pain in this world?
When brothers fight brothers for no reason
Faced with the light of a gun ready to shot down there own
Yet the pain and the suffering never stops people
When the guns go off and children die
Why is there pain in this world?
When family fight when kids are looking on
Yet they never see the pain and suffering that they have caused
Yet when they see it too late time has gone
If only they notice there pain as well
Why is there pain in this world?
When the school bell has gone kids should be happy
Yet in the dark corner lays the bully ready to pound his prey
Yet the victim suffer in pain and silent’s too scared
To tell other what is going on
Why is there pain in this world?
When people are hungry when you or I have enough
Why can’t we help them try and ease the pain we can stop them being hungry
We can ease there pain and stop them from starving
Why can’t you see that when I can?
Why is there pain in this world?
When all we need to do is open are eyes and look
Yet were a nation a world that too blind to notice the pain that does not need to be
So here these words open your eyes and see if you can help.
Pain can be eased if only you believe that you can see.
poem by Kelly Berry
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In the Eyes of a Broken Heart
August 9,2009
In the Eyes of a Broken Heart
Composed by Olive
I can feel the deep pain
Pain from loving someone
I can see the hurt of broken pieces
Bleeding and weak
In the eyes of a broken heart
You can see nothing but sorrow
Tears of loneliness
Cry for emptiness
Walking in the shadows of darkness
Feeling the cold breeze
In the eyes of broken heart
There is only one thing left
A broken world
poem by Olive Silverstone
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A Slight Fever
I feel uneasy with this feeling
My heart is exposed and it’s not me usually
I could blame it on the hot sun
I could blame it on the rain
But I won’t tell that it’s because of you
I’m caught in the wrong moment
My mask is dropped and it’s not me usually
I could blame it on the dust in my eyes
I could blame it on cold wind
But I won’t tell that it’s because of you
It’s just a slight fever
Makes me curling in the bed
Hardly to wake and weak
But I won’t sleep forever
It’s just a slight fever
Makes me walking in the dream
I should heal soon from this warmth
But I want to sleep for a while
I can’t say that I hate this feeling
But I don’t like it either
Makes me ignore anything else
And only pity my self
I can’t say that it’s your fault
But you should also responsible
You’ll never know my feeling
Unless you deserved for that
The world begins to spin in my eyes
My mind is fevered and it’s not me usually
I could blame it on stabbing words
I could blame it on bad joke
But I won’t tell that it’s because of you
It’s just a slight fever
Makes me aching with this warmth
But I will heal soon
Yeah, just sleep for a while
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Flowers For The Magnificent Liar That We All Love No Matter What
you ask for bread
i give my own bread
plus juice, i had one
cold in the fridge
pressed from fresh orange
you can take it
sip slowly as i watch
i can give you almost
anything
if you just ask
you do not have to fabricate
stories
i know each line
been there, you see,
been there, i keep telling you
you ask the world
my world
i am always ready to give
this world to you
i have no power over the stars
and the sea
but i can ask them
for you
you just ask, all you need to do
is just ask
there is no need for a lie
yet you did lie to me
will you ask if it pains me?
even before you ask me
i have already an answer
like a fried chicken on the platter
I've been in pain
there is always pain over my shoulders
you're the burden there
so how can i ever experience pain again?
you are a liar
and will always be
one magnificent liar
if you only ask
we can always give you
the answer: we will always love you
just the same
know that. you must know that.
we have all cried for you
we want to save you
perhaps, these flowers will tell
that all....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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One On One With An Empty Glass
the final confrontation is finally set on the table
the mantel still pretends to be clean
the morsels are polite and the empty glass is civil
just a while ago, it was filled with water
up to the brim and now it is thirsty again
and it stares at me begging for more
but i give it silence hoping that it shall remember
what origin it has
from the department store
it stares at me and threatens me with the pain of emptiness
it does not move
giving me the semblance of an earth that stops to spin
nothing falls and the possibility of freezing is pestering me
i lay my hand on the chest telling it that i am not at all disturbed
i listen to the rhythmic beatings of my heart
i bite my lips like bread using my teeth
i close my eyes and begin my journey inward
my gut
i remember the sound of the broken glass
i recall how i sweep the shattered pieces
i still picture myself digging a hole and burying what should be forgotten
i do not sleep and i do not dream much
i breathe more air and then i awaken all my senses
the glass is empty still and it is there to manifest a surrender
i have learned to fill my lungs with air
the moments pass away taking all that i have and now
i am full.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dont Tell Me
(graham russell, michael sherwood, jimmy haun)
You were late last night, the candle burned so low
And in my darkest hour I knew you had to go
Did he hold you like I held you once before
Is there someone else that loves you even more
Dont tell me
Standing face to face the words just fall away
But in my loneliness I knew just what to say
Did he touch you where I touched you long ago
Please dont answer, I dont really want to know
So dont tell me
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
I have no more to give you
I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
Should I close my eyes and say Im giving up
Can we compromise the darker side of love
Did he hold you like I held you once before
Since I lost your love I need you even more
Dont tell me lies
I have no more to give you
I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
Dont tell me
song performed by by Air Supply
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Loneliness
Roy orbison/joe melson
Loneliness is the worst thing in the world
To be alone all the day long
No ring on the phone, yeah this is wrong
Low down loneliness
This loneliness, I must confess
Yes its a mess of this loneliness
Low down loneliness, loneliness all around
Loneliness, you have found me loneliness
Oh loneliness, all of the time
Such loneliness, youre so unkind
Low down loneliness
Loneliness everywhere
Loneliness, Ive got more that my share
Oh loneliness, my destiny
Yeah loneliness, was I born to be
In low down loneliness? loneliness
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Constant Pain
You don't know what it's like to have Pain, every time you take a
breath or even breathe.
You don't know what it's like to have to hold your breathe each time the
bus turns a curve
You don't know what it's like when you're standing and you have to move
but you don't want to because you will be in Pain
You don't know what it's like to get up and know that you are going to be
in Pain most of the day
You don't know what it's like for your heart to beat fast as if you just
ran a mile even though you only walked a few feet
You don't know what it's like to be in never ending Pain
You don't know what it's like to sit and in be in Pain
You don't know what it's like to not want to walk because with each step
it will make your hip hurt
You don't know what it's like to sit on your bed and wait for your heart
to beat normally
You don't know what it's like to have Pain in your arm that is writing
this
You don't know what it's like to wait for the Pain to stop
You don't know that it's like to see your hand move because something
inside your chest is beating way above normal
You just don't know what it's like
You don't know what it's like to not want to sleep
You don't know what it's like to experience Pain every time your back his
straight
You don't know what it's like to have my Pain
You will never know what it's like to have my Pain
You will never know and you will never try
My Pain is my Pain, no one else's
It is my burden to bear. I bear it alone. I will bear it alone till I
change my mind
It's not anytime soon. I'm sorry.
You don't know what it like for something to bleed on your hand when you
don't know how you got it to bleed
You don't know what it's like to not want to take a deep breathe because
if you do, you will just be in Pain and sometimes, you just can't help it
poem by Matthew Bresette
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Familiar voices echo from Massachusetts!
*Shani the young poetess from Massachusetts;
I dedicate this poem in gratitude to her courageous family who gave us tremendous help as same as hospitality in our hard times in the USA.
They are in-laws of my daughter.............and our friends too.
'Hello Grandma & Grandpa!
We're already here.(Grandson Siluna, Daughter Thilini & Son-in-law Chinthaka)
Our Grandson called us and he wants to know when we go there and see them?
Yes, that's our endless dream and not yet finished.
Our eldest daughter & Son-in-law, Tharindu & Kelum in Australia
When they join us and sing together?
Oh! What a great comfort?
Then one day the old couple could have rest in peace hand-in-hand quietly
With a big permanent smile for a Toothpaste advertisement!
P.S.
Sonny! America is a big ripen Orange and we're small ants.I have already quitted smoking and I want to check your poor old Grandma's piggy till that how much she has saved for the journey? Really I must have an iron wallet otherwise these tricky coloured notes would fly always.
I must mention the name of poetess from West Virginia/my life-school teacher Sandra Fowler(West Virginian Nightingale) for her devotional prayers and our utmost gratitude!
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Learning To Distinguish Respect, Love And Lust
you must know how to distinguish respect
from love and lust, it is like this way
when both of you are dressed
there will always be respect
and when both of you begin to talk
and share an intimacy like holding hands
and caressing faces and closing your eyes
and making hints between here and there
when like a poem you are still at the stage
of groping for images and metaphors
you are still at the stage of love
in the process of an eye contact and slight rubbing
of hands and hips and sides and sensing the smell
of a scent and telling that person that there is this
cuteness and loveliness on a certain surface
but then beware when both of you start to undress
in a dimly lit room where the windows are closed
where the curtains are left hanging when their ribbons
are let loose when the door is locked when there is nothing
but nudity and fullness of desire
in here you do not ask for any permission anymore
you do not ask for a glass of water or for a slice of bread
both of you are thirsty and hungry
on this stage of lust, you are cannibals
and savages, throwing away all the lessons that gentleness
taught us: you throw away your clothers, your underwears
anywhere, and they all fall in different corners
then you start eating each other, every skin is licked,
every scent is tasted, every thing is bitten
in all wanton greed, you want to consume every self that you
claim you own.
you all give up what you are.after such feelings
as respect, and love and lust, these two things come last.
giving and taking. but for me it is more of the giving.
i call it satiation. because love and sex, is nothing but the
giving of self and taking nothing in return.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Of A Broken Heart
If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try
To take a guess, to be the best
A feeling I hide
That runs this world, that keeps us alive
I want you to climb with me
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
The heart of a child
Is in your hands now
So lets see you smile
cause Im not impressed with your loneliness
And its been a while
Since you forgave all your changes made
So lets count the miles together
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try together
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
song performed by by Zwan
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The Pessimist In A Poem...
the sickness of humanity
is looking for a cure
and trusting about the herbs of
words
humanity keeps on writing
until it finds the
cure,
there seems to be
nothing,
there is no remedy
on the sickness of our humanity
it begs
nothing is given
it is thirsty and remains
to be one
it is hungry (for love, for compassion
for warmth, and understanding
for food
and shelter and embrace)
and it so remains to
be one
hungry world
there is no cure, its sickness
remains forever
until you come in
to tell the world that it is wrong
you are the savior
of this sickness of humanity
when you cease to be
one of them.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I had been hungry all the years
I had been hungry all the years-
My noon had come, to dine-
I, trembling, drew the table near
And touched the curious wine.
'T was this on tables I had seen
When turning, hungry, lone,
I looked in windows, for the wealth
I could not hope to own.
I did not know the ample bread,
'T was so unlike the crumb
The birds and I had often shared
In Nature's dining-room.
The plenty hurt me, 't was so new,--
Myself felt ill and odd,
As berry of a mountain bush
Transplanted to the road.
Nor was I hungry; so I found
That hunger was a way
Of persons outside windows,
The entering takes away.
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Maa, I can't sleep
Maa, I can't sleep.
A pain crawls up my spine, the loneliness shouts aloud
And the abrupt commotions in my head
Keep me from closing my eyes,
Keep me from peace
Maa, I can't sleep,
The bulb on the wall flickers,
I turn it off and it's too dark around,
Fear rides my nerves
And I am awake all night,
Remembering my deeds and my sins.
Maa I can't sleep,
The dark lids of my eyes
Have imprinted her face; she smiles
And reminds me of the good old times.
But I broke her twice, all the way down;
And so I can't sleep.
Maa, for my lost love and her broken heart
I can't sleep.
poem by Shouvik Roy
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His eyes kept searching
He was a beggar
Sitting in the busy street
On the side of the fountain
Looking at the passersby
With hope and expectation
Waiting for somebody
To have pity on him
Shower some money
People glanced at him
Kept moving ahead
Without giving a penny to him
In the heart he cursed them
But did not fail to smile
When somebody
Came near to him
His begging container
Remained empty
Had to listen to sarcastic remarks
From morning till evening
He had no money
Nothing to eat
Sipping water from a bottle
With a hungry stomach
Kept praying to god
To send one soul
Who shall make his day?
Not go in vain
There was no pain
No despair on his face
It was many of those days
When he had to sleep hungry
Without letting his hope die
His eyes kept searching
For somebody
Who would give
Something in cash or kind
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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I Hate Christmas Parties
I hope it snows this week
A snowflake on your cheek
Would make this Christmas so beautiful
But that would just bring the pain,
Because things cant stay the same
These holidays wont be wonderful
I look under the tree, but theres nothing to see
Cause its a broken heart that youre giving me
I cant figure you out
Is this what Christmas is all about?
Cause its a broken heart that youre giving me
I dont want to talk, Im sick of all this talking
A broken heart wrapped up in a box
Theres tear drops in my stocking
I look under the tree, but theres nothing to see
Cause its a broken heart, that youre giving me
I cant figure you out
Is this what Christmas is all about?
Cause its a broken heart that youre giving me
I hate Christmas parties
You offer me some punch, but I just shrug
I hate Christmas parties
You and the cookie tray, both hear me say
Bah Humbug
Falalalalalalalalala Falalalalalalalalalala lalalalalalalalalala(2x)
I look under the tree, but theres nothing to see
Cause its a broken heart that youre giving me
I cant figure you out
Is this what Christmas is all about?
Cause its a broken heart that youre giving me
I look under the tree, but theres nothing to see
Cause its a broken heart that youre giving me
song performed by by Relient K
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