A Blind Lane
Nothing could mitigate the woes
Of a being suffering in death throes
The ones around may feel a little pain
Going through an end never happens again!
When blood spills from the nose
The predator looms large and close
Standing there in helpless agony
You witness the messing up of all harmony!
While creating life God plays an animator
In destroying it the ultimate annihilator
Leaving us to know it time and again
The game we are in ends in a blind lane!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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War Is Our Worlds History
I Look into a history book.
And what do I see?
Pain and agony, death and suffering,
I see history that tells a lot about our world.
War!
Our world's history is war.
It is the pain and agony, the death and the suffering,
I see large fields of dead bodies,
I see our heritage being destroyed by other people
because it is not what they believe in,
I see people begging for mercy, but they do not get it
instead they get a bullet in the head.
In our history I see many mistakes in which we can learn from,
but we obviously we do not.
They say not to judge a book by its cover,
to me this quote means nothing to our history.
Our history is our cover,
and the book is filled with pain and agony, death and suffering.
Plain and Simple
War!
poem by Christian Cervantes
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Can I Get A Witness
Can I get a witness
Maybe you got faith
In where this is going
Maybe Ill pull up the stakes
And Ill be letting go
I could not believe
I could not believe
Can I get a witness, witness x3
You know a lot of times I think how big
And I feel lost on the zag zig now
I could not believe
I could not believe
Can I get a witness, witness x3
And some of these people are just so lame
I dont feel like a pupil
Just a loser on a game show
I just cant believe it
No, I cant believe it
Can I get a witness, witness x3
Im rooting for you
And I toasted when I heard about you
And how you got a witness
A citizen maybe in another place
Here comes the wind
Im a chaser
Its time to leave
Here comes
Its time to leave
Can I get a witness, witness (repeat)
song performed by by Frank Black
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Game Over
All the things
I have seen
Don't come close
To what I see
And the hate I feel
For the people who hurt
Beyond belief
They think they are safe
From the law of the land
They think they are free
To do as they please
Sell their drugs
Hurt your kids
With their
Turn a blind eye family
Who would never tell
What they really did see
Because in reality
They are just as bad as them
They never feel any shame
They just think it's all a game
They don't care about all the pain
It's such a shame
But now it's time
To end the game
And all the pain
It's time
To play for humanity
Game over
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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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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Cheating Pain
Time is of the essence,
Cheating pain
I'll pray
I'll give
You send the rain.
All we can do
To mitigate the suffering
Anything to alleviate the agony
In Jesus' name.
Count the minutes
Even the hours
Feel the POWER
In His holy name.
Natural Sciences
Cannot measure this;
Holy Ghost power,
Eternal frame.
If I say I have not sin
Make me a liar
Forgive me Lord
'A chief of sinners'.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Blessed By The Almighty
blessed by the almighty
the blind is so lucky
not to witness the terror
not to witness the horror
but to be in his own world
sweet world beautiful world
helpless is the tale of the able
who feels so pale
yet hale and healthy
male or female
who is forced to witness
the terror and the horror
death doesn't approach
life doesn't smile
stays away far a mile
only stays a while
wishing he was also blessed
by the almighty
crawls every single day
only to see another cruel day
by the merciless beasts
who feel they are the best
the blind is so lucky
not to witness the terror
not to witness the horror
but to be in his own world
sweet world beautiful world
poem by Jai Prakash Satyamangalam Bhupathy
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Death is when....
Death is when my loved ones must depart
Death is a sharp pain in my heart
Death is this feeling of permanent sadness and pain
Death is when my loved ones have gone away
Death is the call to heaven or hell
Death is an eternal mansion or cell
Death is the lesson i need to learn about
Death is a loss, without a doubt
Death is this unhappy feeling i have
Death is pleasant on my behalf
Death is the day i end my life
Death is when i give up the fight
Death is happiness to the world around me
Death started when i gained my life
Death can be helped along with this knife
Death is where i shall go
Death is close, i kno
Death willl come fast
Death is vast
Death is what i see
Death lives inside of me
Death is joy to me
Death has come for me
Death is gonna take me
Death will stop my misery
Death loves my company
Death ends the pain
Death takes me on that train
Death is near
Death is finally here
Pain - The Inside Story
Have you seen pain?
No you cannot see.
No you cannot feel.
Only the one who is suffering!
He can see pain.
All you can see is the tears from his eyes.
All you listen, his shivering scream and cries.
You just becomes witness and pray to God.
Still nothing happens and you become sad.
Pain comes to your near or dear.
Brings us more closer to your dear.
Pain comes to any neighbor or stranger.
You close your eyes and then who care.
Transform your pain into creativity.
Transform your pain into spirituality.
Then pain becomes your emotions.
This will cure all your tensions.
Let it flow from heart, instead of body.
Let it flow from soul as your creativity.
- Like words flowing as poetry.
- Like colors flowing as painting.
Then whole world seems changing.
You can see the change in geometry.
The last secret of pain is yet to tell.
Pain is heaven and also pain is hell.
Pain is north pole, pain is south pole.
In our life pain plays an important role.
Pain are two opposite shores of happiness.
One is the beginning other is the end.
One is the Sunset other is the sunrise.
One brings light other brings darkness.
Pain is reaction of our actions.
Pain is results of our 'Karmas.'
What wrong we do, pain is the byproduct.
What right we do still pain is the byproduct.
In first case pain is stored.
In final case pain is released.
Eat chilly for first time, see the pain of belly.
When chilly is released again see the pain of belly.
See the pain when you get cramp.
See the pain when you release the cramp.
This is my inside story about the pain.
I hope my words will not go in vain.
poem by Ramesh Kavdia
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The Pain Feels Good
I never knew how much pain can hurt,
How much agony can come from death.
After the suffering is gone, then comes the hole in your heart.
The hole hurts worse than the pain ever did,
And only then do you wish for the pain again.
When the pain returns you feel emotion again.
And that's what you start to want
To feel emotion, any emotion.
Pain is best because you're used to it,
You're used to it and so you revel in it,
You learn to love pain
So pain loves you.
It haunts you until you want pain more than anything
You wish bad things so you can have more pain.
And that is worse than anything else
Because you are officially at rock bottom.
Rock bottom is where I'm at.
-E-
poem by Emily Swinney
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Oh! Why?
You live and you die
Why?
Why do you go
And make others cry?
Why does every life
End up in a Sigh?
Why do we live
If we have to die?
Is there anyone out there
Who can answer my Whys?
It is very painful to see
Orphaned children cry.
Husbands and wives
Having empty beds to lie.
Why is Death so Ruthless?
God so Thoughtless?
Why does He bring us
To this world?
Gives us feelings
And relations
To love, care
Smile and cry...
And then we tend to become
'Emotionless'.
Clutching a heavy heart
Yet standing in this world
All alone - motionless.
Showing our 'strong' selves
And our 'masked' faces.
Though we all feel weak
And so very vulnerable -
In the mighty throes of Death.
O God! Why are you so
Careless, Mindless,
Heartless...
Giving us a life
That is so very pointless
B'cos the day we die
We lose everything.
No relations
No home
No family
No love
No kisses nor cuddles
Going away alone
To a world unknown
How frightening and lonesome
Can that solitary feeling be...
Leaving our loved ones
Behind
And a life so futile
Like so many lives
Being put to death
Day in and day out
Countless, Ceaseless...
God! come to Earth
And feel for yourself
What it is to live
And to die -
Loved ones crying
Before your bleary eyes
As you pass away...
And bereaved ones
Mourning in agony
For years -
Many more...
Oh! Why? Oh! Why? Oh! Why?
Why do we have to live
If we all have to die...
The loss of a loved one
Is so very painful -
As if we all live to lose
And everyday
We live to die...
(This poem is dedicated to Radha Mami, a lovely lady who lost her life to Cancer on October 6th' 2007.)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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My Best Friend My Brother - Rest In Peace Little Boy
my best friend my brother
I only ever wanted you to see tomorrow
I only ever wanted to take away your pain,
I remember the days we used to be there laughing
I wish we could’ve gone out playing in the pleasant rain,
I only ever wanted to ease your pain
I only wanted to ease your suffering and remove the strain
I only ever wanted to ease your pain
Ease your pain, yes, ease your pain
I always felt like your weaker older brother
A helpless loving best friend,
But I could never steal you from your endless pain
It’s painful now that our brotherhood had too end
My brother I know, times are a changing, changing, changing,
I know it’s time to reach out for something new
And I know this means you too,
But it’s not what I want to do
The time came where it was the essence for you to close your eyes
I didn’t want it but I know you needed it, my best friend
It’s time to ease your pain
I always felt like your weaker brother
A helpless loving best friend,
I only wanted to see you playing
I only wanted to see you laughing
But time has seen fit to end
My little soldier my best friend
I only ever wanted to ease your pain
I only wanted to ease you suffering and remove the strain
I only ever wanted to ease your pain
Ease your pain, yes, ease your pain
I always felt like your weaker brother
A helpless loving best friend,
But I could never steal you from your endless pain
It’s painful now that our brotherhood had too end
I miss you, forever ill miss you
But now the end has come for your pain, and through cloudy gates in the sky
I see my best friend my brother
Fly away to escape the pain
poem by Daniel Richards
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Lonely Lane
Pain is coarsing through my mind
Like blood running through my vein.
And I still walk that lonely lane.
Where my memories still rain.
On the brink
I take a drink
Until my body's numb.
Feeling like Tom Thumb.
So small.
This backstreet bum
That used to have a brain
- Now a blind man with a cane.
I walk that lonely lane.
I pick a fight
This gallant knight
With blood upon his hands
Claims no one understands.
Love doesn't hurt
- It brands.
Like Van Gogh
I'm insane
My verses now just ooze pain.
My greatest art
Is my worst stain.
Weeping from the heart
I walk the lonely lane.
poem by Kevin East
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BLUE BLOOD
My face is covered with blood
There's nothing but pain
oitsumerareta keraku ni
I can't tell where I'm going to
I'm running, all confused
shinimono-gurui de
Then I see you standing there
Can do nothing but run away
oikakete kuru genkaku ni
Look out ! I'm raving mad
you can't stop my sadness
kirikizanda yume wa kyouki ni nagareru
(I'll slice my face covered with blue blood)
(Give me some more pain)
(Give me the throes of death)
namida ni tokeru aoi chi o yokubou ni kaete
umarekawatta sugata o yosootte mite mo
kodoku ni obieru kokoro wa ima mo
sugisatta yume o motome-samayou
higeki ni odoru kanashimi o maboroshi ni kaete
sameta sugata no butai o enjite mite mo
hitomi ni afureru kyozou wa ima mo
nugisuteta ai o azayaka ni utsusu
(Give me some more pain)
(Give me the throes of death)
wasurerarenai kanashimi o maboroshi ni kaete
umarekawatta sugata o yosootte mite mo
aoi namida wa higeki ni odoru kodoku no
kokoro o ima demo nurashi-tsuzukeru
song performed by by X JAPAN
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BLUE BLOOD
My face is covered with blood
There's nothing but pain
oitsumerareta keraku ni
I can't tell where I'm going to
I'm running, all confused
shinimono-gurui de
Then I see you standing there
Can do nothing but run away
oikakete kuru genkaku ni
Look out ! I'm raving mad
you can't stop my sadness
kirikizanda yume wa kyouki ni nagareru
(I'll slice my face covered with blue blood)
(Give me some more pain)
(Give me the throes of death)
namida ni tokeru aoi chi o yokubou ni kaete
umarekawatta sugata o yosootte mite mo
kodoku ni obieru kokoro wa ima mo
sugisatta yume o motome-samayou
higeki ni odoru kanashimi o maboroshi ni kaete
sameta sugata no butai o enjite mite mo
hitomi ni afureru kyozou wa ima mo
nugisuteta ai o azayaka ni utsusu
(Give me some more pain)
(Give me the throes of death)
wasurerarenai kanashimi o maboroshi ni kaete
umarekawatta sugata o yosootte mite mo
aoi namida wa higeki ni odoru kodoku no
kokoro o ima demo nurashi-tsuzukeru
song performed by by X JAPAN
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Reflection of Pain...
The pain that has been bared
Was hoping for once to be shared
But it stood all alone in the dark
Waiting for a bright, new start
The pain that still stood there
Yet, no one was aware
The pain that calls for someone to see
The pain that will always be
Waiting for a miracle to happen soon in time
Waiting for success to start the climb
No one hears the cries shrieking from a distance away
When will it be the day
Where relief is absorbed by the heart
Never will pain break it apart
The pain that still calls for someone to reply
The pain that is waiting to die
This world of agony that’ll never end
The suffering and pain that seems to extend
Pain leaving no clue
Where the reflection of pain will be the only view…
poem by Marria Attar
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Pain & Suffering
pain and suffering
turn things to blood
a power floats
upside down in a river of mud
a skull of a goat
makes love to you
you're my doll
a pet who meows
and blood and hate
the blood that's everywhere
suffering, i am terminating this world
i'm your father now
no more shelter, no more fun
human race, you're going to writhe now
heh heh heh heh
i am angry
a tall building fell on daddy
pain and suffering
i am destruction
i am angry
i am total
(growl)
pain and suffering
the pain, the pain
no birds are singing
here comes armageddon
no more shelter
no more fun
human race
i've got you
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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The Rat and the Owl
A rat is moving on the ground;
It searches for something to eat;
’Tis night and it must quickly find
Some food or else, it must sure starve!
A large owl stands with two large eyes;
It turns its neck to scan the ground;
It strains its eyes to catch a prey,
And sees a rat shuffling across!
Both search for food in frantic ways;
Both need to eat to stay alive;
The owl is like a ghost at night;
Its large eyes contrast rat’s small ones!
The owl is predator for rat;
The rat is prey for owl at night;
The owl is sure to pin the rat,
And death is sure for the latter!
The rat moves on unwarily!
It nears the owl innocently;
It does not know that death is near;
Its mind is bent on searching food!
The owl is watching rat’s movements;
The prey is rather small in size;
It tries to keep the rat within
Its visual fields, and take a strike!
The rat is unaware of owl;
It has not sniffed the danger near;
With nostrils engrossed in food-search,
It scurries to and fro for long!
The owl is planning when to swoop;
An opportune moment must come;
The rat must take a moment’s rest;
The owl’s claws take the rat to nest!
The predator is smart and swift;
The prey will certainly get caught;
There is a small chance to escape;
But, predator must make the fault!
Both owl and rat must eat to live;
The rat is prey for owl always;
The rat can still avoid its death;
It must respect the owl’s beak-might!
In life, we play with dangers oft;
We know that fire surely burns;
We walk into the ‘jaws of death’!
We take some risks that bring us death!
But being careful is a must;
We cannot risk our precious life;
Lurk dangers in our environs;
The thread of life could get cut fast!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-21-2008
poem by John Celes
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Let Us Learn How To Play!
Life is a game,
Full of anxiety,
Full of excitement,
Who is the player?
I, you and we are players
if we are all players,
for what we play?
For what we have to play?
For money or name,
Or to gain some toys
to feel only more pain?
We take nothing at the end,
trophies and medals,
will not have meaning,
why we run here and there,
Jump and hop,
laugh and weep, Why we strive to win?
We never know causes,
Whose effect is this life?
We don't know our cause here,
And we talk of causes!
What cause may take us where?
Useless to think, just play your game!
Find the player
who play and enjoy all alone,
Creating own ground and arena,
He plays and enjoys the game,
so many things bring us shame,
Our own thoughts and deeds,
Who is enemy of us greater than these?
Let him play his game,
Pray him for rest,
sit and meditate at his feet,
Or get the yellow card for wrong play!
Anyway find a way to sit aside,
Let others play,
let us rest a while,
Watch and learn how to play!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Heartbreak
Heartbreak; so much pain, so much sorrow.
Heartbreak; how could you do this to me?
Heartbreak; it fills my mind it kills my soul.
Heartbreak; when will my suffering end?
Depression; all I have left to embrace, to love
Depression; what you left me for after you stole my heart
Depression; something you will never understand.
Depression; what I look towards as you rip my heart apart.
Heartache; the pain that fills my body, my mind
Heartache; how my heart felt when you ripped my heart from my chest,
Heartache; it drowns my thoughts in my tears,
Heartache; what it is I feel whenever I think of your false love
Desolation; the ruins you have left my spirit in.
Desolation; how can you remain so naïve to what you make us feel?
Desolation; no one can fix it, no one can ever know how it feels
Desolation; when will you see the truth in what you do?
Helpless; I feel so alone, so forsaken
Helpless; how much longer will I suffer
Helpless; it fills my veins and oozes through my wounds
Helpless; when can I just let it all go?
Dejection; my life has no meaning, I have no will
Dejection; Why did you do this to me?
Dejection; I sleep with a light on just so I don’t feel alone,
Dejection; when will you see what you have done?
Heartbreak; so much pain, so much sorrow.
Heartbreak; how could you do this to me?
Heartbreak; it fills my mind and kills my soul.
Heartbreak; how much longer can I suffer, when will my suffering end?
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes.
All the evil that you did.
Returns and kills me inside.
I see you standing there.
With your twisted smile.
Luaghing at what you are about to do.
Whenever I close my eyes
All of you are there.
I hear you all the time
I still smell the vile sweat.
Every time I close my eyes.
I relive the pain.
It breaks me a little more.
I wake up stuggling for breath.
I cant close my eyes.
I see your face.
I hear 'it only a game'
I hear it all the time.
'tell any1 and your dead'
I cant close my eyes.
Your there all the time
Niggiling and nawring
A little more day by day.
As time goes by
I still cant close my eyes
Your there all the time.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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