Life's Precious Things
My hopes burn out, desires rot
I’m never happy with what I got
A grumbling heart, undying pain
“It’s unfair, it’s wrong”, I always complain!
What I’ve got has no value for me
Easy gotten, they’re gotten free
What I haven’t is what matters most
Run as I do chasing its ghost!
When I stop the run, where the journey ends
I lament my follies but can’t make amends
They were always there, waiting in the wings
I never cared to find, life’s precious things!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Making Amends
We have learned so much from
The struggles overcome
We have gained some friends
Some have done us wrong
Cant you see, better make some room for me
What should we do, to live up to you
Why, why, why, why
You better live you life
What is wrong and what is right
Dont you talk too much
You got to back it up
Dont burn your candle from both ends
Now you gots to make amends
Imma see that sunshine surely ease my mind
Birds singin on a line
Made me feel so fine
Cant you see, better make some room for me
What should we do
To live up to you
Why, why, why, why
You better live you life
What is wrong and what is right
Dont you talk too much
You got to back it up
Dont burn your candle from both ends
Now you gots to make amends
Why
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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Lifes A Journey
I say life’s a journey, because life’s something we have once and everything we do and say is something we can’t go back and change. So I look at life as a journey. That I have to live full out, with no regrets. I don’t have time to live in the past or think about all the bad things. Almost all human being takes life for granted, and I don’t want to be one of those people. So I promised my self to never ever live with regrets, so I try to do whatever my heart tells me. And I try to stand up for all my believes, and I can’t do that if I live in the past or with regrets. It’s a waist of time,
Because life’s a journey.
I usually say if you got a dream go for it, because giving up on a dream is like giving up on life and giving up on life is like sitting and asking god to die. I know it’s hard to go for your dream when people tell you, that you won’t make it. So I just tell my self, whenever I fall I get back up, because I won’t give up without a fight.
Because life’s a journey.
What you’ve got if you don’t have faith, I know it’s hard to hold on to, when we live in a world like this. But I always hold on to my faith and my hopes.
My believes is what often keeps me going,
Because life’s a journey.
Life is hard, we all know it isn’t fair but I say stop worrying about what you/we don’t have and appreciate what you/we have. Because whenever you/we have a bad day someone else has a worse day and in worse case someone might be dying,
Because life’s a journey.
This world need some love, I know it’s easier to hate than love but at least could we try to respect each other. We would get so much more out of this journey then, I really believe that. Maybe sometimes we should just start to think about our self’s than everybody else. Because if we keep hate on each other, we will soon see world war 3, and I don’t think any one wants that to happen. I wish we could all respect each other, black and white, blue and yellow, bigger and smaller. Because at the end of the day we all human being on a journey that can end any time. It’s sad but it’s true,
Because life’s a journey.
Life’s a journey till the day it ends and when it ends there is no looking back or taking back. We had our changes only doomsday will show us if we wasted our time on our journey or if we enjoyed the journey and appreciated what we had. When we are at the end of our journey that’s when we have to face death. Many people forget we have to die because they might be afraid, but I’m not because it’s a part of life.
Life’s a journey till it ends.
poem by Precious Mason
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Take it easy
Sometimes it’s hard to find a simple place of mind
Try and try as hard as you can
You have wonder across this great big land
Still you can’t find so you got to
Take it easy
Don’t bother with the pain and strife
For it will make you lose your life
So don’t bother to get uptight
Take it easy
Remember to take it slow
Plant good seeds and they’ll grow
You’ll be happy before you know
It doesn’t matter who you are
Not everyone can be a star
So be satisfied keep your eyes open wide
Take pride in the things you do
And happiness will find you
Take it easy
Don’t bother with the pain and strife
For it will make you lose your life
So don’t bother to get uptight
Take it easy
Remember to take it slow
Plant good seeds and they’ll grow
You’ll be happy before you know
Sit back my friend and watch worlds collide
Life is a journey so try and enjoy the ride
You are truly blessed so fill your heart with pride
Come what may it’s your choice you decide
Sometimes the road will narrow
Still keep your eyes on the sparrow
Trod lightly in the dark
For every flame starts with a spark
Take it easy
Don’t bother with the pain and strife
For it will make you lose your life
So don’t bother to get uptight
Take it easy
Remember to take it slow
Plant good seeds and they’ll grow
You’ll be happy before you know
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Quick Slate Cleaner
When I announced I didn't want any of it,
All of it became available.
As if a decision I had made,
Could be teased.
And my mind would find fresh pleasures.
When I was there caring...
I cared.
That's why I was there.
Because I cared!
When the purpose of my caring ends...
I don't pretend.
It ends!
And there is no convincing.
I am not one to stand on a fence.
There has been very few times,
I sought and needed assitance...
To make up my mind!
I am not that kind.
When I have love.
It is there and unconditional!
If testing of those conditions begin,
Something I have and give...
Certainly is not being comprehended.
And I am not a good instructor...
When it comes to rules of love,
And interpretations of it!
It diminishes in value.
Especially if what is felt has to be explained!
Even the thought of doing it is useless!
I have become very practical.
If I have lost an investment?
That's what it is...
A lost investment!
Some folks rather gather others,
To become smothered in tears.
As if those actions will erase,
Regrettable decisions.
They don't!
They just prolong them,
For bouts with recycled doubts!
I've learned to be a quick slate cleaner.
Something I feel that comes to a stop.
Comes to a stop!
And I give everything all I've got!
When the purpose of my caring ends...
I don't pretend.
It ends!
I am not in the business of rekindling,
Anything that has fizzled.
When the flame of my heat is turned off...
By someone or something,
Believing it will be easy to have my heart reset?
Forget it.
I wouldn't want to be the one to lose that bet!
There is nothing like lessons learned.
And I am not living my life repeating regrets.
Or satisfy my desires with stagnation!
For some...
That might work!
I'm just not one to argue about it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life is not always perfect
life can be ****ed up,
but what can we do?
whine and cry
because the things we want
you can't have?
or just change the way
you see life?
life can be unfair,
why let it bring you down?
you can't change what happens,
or what's going to happen,
you control your life,
nobody else
so to place blame on somebody,
only shows,
that you have no courage
to take responsibity,
for the way your life was going
fight through when times get hard,
why cry when nothing will change?
the people who are gone,
will never return,
that guy that broke your heart,
will fall in love again,
why should you remain,
trapped in the past,
plus everything you want to change,
only to find,
it was out of your reach to begin with,
except for....
Right here and Right now,
because what matters the most,
is when you realize,
that life not as bad as you thought,
when you find that person inside,
that know pain is part of life journey,
even though life sucks,
you have to fight through it,
without letting it get the best of you.
Copyright © 2009
oct 27,09
poem by Mona Martinez
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The Journey's End
The journey began with a baby's cry
So much love, such a happy sigh
Long road ahead, so much to discover
A rollercoaster ride for another mother
Filled with ups, mostly downs
Once big smiles now just frowns
Trying not to let the sadness show
Where is the man she used to know
When things go wrong, in this so called life
Don't feel you belong, no longer the wife
It is never easy to travel life's road
With no helping hand to carry the load
Trying just to make ends meet
Not always very much to eat
Nobody there for you to depend
All you long for is the journey's end
A Trunks Of Pain
Under different masks their faces are hidden
With different colors their faces are drawn
As my dearest ones they're known
Ah dearest ones still my heart with your love is drawn
While I forgive
While I forget
I deny to see the facts
Though I know colored are their faces
Yet they are as precious as my pride
Those who were like my breathe
Took away my heart beat
They were most savage
Most unfair
They made me learn what's the meaning of the pain
How it hurts
How long it lasts
Sometimes never ends
Even when the wounds are healed
The pain overcomes again and again
The memory of pain
Always hurts the same
With the changing of the seasons memories come my way
They gave me trunks of pain
And told me hold on to your pain
That's your destiny
You don't have the right to suffer of your pain
You don't have the right to complain
Hold on to your pain.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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City of life
I drive around the city of life
Looking for a turn that will make it right
Meanwhile taking in all the sites
As i stop for many lights
Wonder where I`m going
As traffic stopped flowing
Man in his yard mowing
Lady on the porch sewing
Man in his tow truck towing
Lost in the city of life
Thinking of the life we shared
Doing things no one dared
In a life so unfair
Then I realized how much we cared
How I miss you when your not near
As we twist and turn
On the streets of life
Made me remember what I`ve learned
Those memories will always burn
Through each and every turn
In this life I`m so concerned
That I make the right turn
poem by Joseph Whelan
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Looking
I'm standing here..
On the threshold of change.
Standing on a precipice
High as the sky
Thin as a hair
Sharp as a razor.
And, I'm looking below
One wrong move, and, I'll be cut to pieces..
I don't know
Where to look anymore..
I've looked high and low
In the eyes of strangers
I never found me, and I haven't found you.
I'm worried and scared
If I make one wrong move
Walk into the desert
Where instead of sand,
Shards of glass wait to cut me.
Here's the problem though
I'm already cut in two.
What good would it do
To make me bleed more?
I've forgotten why
I began this journey
Was I searching for you
Or looking for a better me?
I've forgotten that
I wasn't afraid of heights
I was never afraid of looking down or around.
But, then, I had wings
Which
Since then,
Have been clipped away.
I've forgotten to
Enjoy myself
I'm not blaming you though
It's not your fault.
You were something
I never anticipated.
I wish you would go
Let me look around.
Stop blocking my view.
I need to see the truth.
Let me find myself again
Continue my journey.
I need to retrace my steps
To where I took a wrong turn.
Feel for my old footing
See familiar ground.
I refused to believe that it was a race
Now everyone is finished
And I still haven't finished the crossing line...
I don't feel like a looser
Just a reluctant participant.
I don't like being dragged
Pulled in a direction foreign to me
The taste of this is
Unpalatable to me.
Find me.
When you do,
Remember this..
I carry my own wounds
Of battles I've lost and won
Don't judge me for a life you didn't live
And,
I promise..
I haven't been perched on a higher plane
From which..
I'd be looking down
And
Judging you.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Life...life...life..
life is where ever we stand for it
life is just a simple journey
life is what we make it
life is no nothing if we silent about it
life is crush if we turn the wrong path
life is very serious if we choose wrongly
life will not come if not in search
life is easy if we know which kind I overcome
real life is very simple
it all matters very happy we just need to understand the problem of the future
real life is very exciting
life is SWEET.
Never
minds unfolding,
hearts racing,
the clock ticking,
as I just sit and wait.
waiting till time ends,
till I'm free,
free from these chains,
and free from the pain.
somewhere it's safe,
someday I'll be too,
but until I find it,
I'm stuck here without you.
you were my freedom,
my sanctum and hope,
but now I don't know,
where have you gone?
you looking at me,
'twas the spark,
but that was long ago,
never to happen again.
you said you loved me,
I was the fool,
I believed you,
huge mistake.
the pain you cause me,
was too much to bare,
but now I know,
you never truly cared.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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Fairy
I was less cared girl
But had enough of dreams to turn
And make feel others with tremendous joy
As if I had with my new toy
I make others to laugh
To make them forget about their painful half
Many children come to me
For dreamy world and feel free
I know that it is nice to enjoy
But it is dreamy ploy
Hardly matters in reality
As it still stands unproven quality
I have high source of imagination
That builds me perfect for elevation
I have fairy in myself to take people
In to fancy and make them free from trouble
I have been created by wonderful mind
The poetic imagination has it to find
With powerful wings to soar in the sky
Take them all along on wings to fly
Poor poet stops me half way of journey
Doesn't allow me to go that far on the way
I have been painted like angel
Not to look cheap from any angel
I am maid famous among the children
Idol and figure to be worshipped even
It is one of the most liked dream picture
That they all call me their future
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Mountain O'Things
I lose my head
From time to time
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
We should have been holding each other
Instead we talked
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
But I asked before
Your reply was kind and polite
One wants more
When one's denied
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I won't call it love
But it feels good to have passion in my life
If there's a battle
I hope my head always defers to my heart
In matters of the heart
I guess I'm crazy to think
I can give you what you don't want
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I've made myself sick
I can't think of anything else
I can't sleep at night
I make a fool of myself
In matters of the heart
I wish that I had the power
To make these feelings stop
I lose all self control
In matters of the heart
I can't believe
It's so hard to find someone
To give affection to
And from whom you can receive
I guess it's just the draw of the cards
In matters of the heart
You caught me off guard
Somehow you reached me
Where I thought I had nothing left inside
I've learned a lesson I've been edified
In matters of the heart
I've spent my nights
Where the sleeping dogs lie
Not by your side
It feels so lonely
Once again I've left too much to chance
In matters of the heart
Here I sit
I'm feeling sorry for myself
It's quite a sight
But I have you to thank
For reminding me
We're all alone in this world
And in matters of the heart
I'm already missing you
Although we won't say good-byes
Until tomorrow afternoon
Maybe when and if I
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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A Suicide Note
There’s nothing left up in my life,
Everything went wrong,
And I always cried,
Nobody ever loved me,
Nobody loves me,
Life now seems like a dark night,
I feel this right,
Now it’s time to write,
A Suicide Note…..
I want to die,
I’ll have to die,
My mind says this,
But heart asks why?
I answered my heart with a question,
What is worth living a life?
Where happiness was never seen as an emotion?
He said that
Your past was good,
Your past was bad,
But don’t recall the times,
Which make you sad,
There’s a very bright future
In front of you,
Where you can find many springs
And winter few,
But this can only happen if you give up to die,
And see a brighter side of your life…
I wasn’t satisfied
With what he said,
So I repeated,
That for me now, nobody cared,
He then stared me for a while,
And started to explain with a smile,
That,
Mon runs behind you to take your meal,
Dad suggest you to have control on wheels,
Friends are always with you,
Whatever the matter,
So, do you think if you die,
Their life will be better?
But I shouted No!
Nobody loves me,
I never hurted anyone
But everybody hurts me…
He said that don’t act childish,
You know you are lying,
Listening to his words,
I started crying,
But he continued to say that,
Haven’t you given you mom,
The hardest pain ever when you were born,
Haven’t you hurted your dad,
By spending his money to throw a party,
Which he had saved to buy you a watch,
So that his son may learn punctuality…
But they didn’t cry,
And tried to die,
But instead always smiled,
As you were in their life,
So my dear friend,
Try to understand,
If you tried to stop your breath,
You’ll be the reason for many deaths,
Your mom, dad, sister and brother,
Love you more than any other,
I realized that I was wrong,
And this life is a journey,
Very long,
You may get lost in your way,
Or miss some turns some time,
But be patient as everything,
One day, will be fine,
I wanted to write a suicide not,
But ended up writing this simple thought,
It’s hard to live but even harder to die,
So respect the most special gift of Lord,
This Beautiful Life!
poem by Apurva Jain
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Strike The Chord Of My Heart
My heart is sensitive and sometimes cry,
When feels the pain of humans, their despair, poorness and hunger,
My heart wants to take away people's pain,
And to make them happy, to see smile on their faces again and again.
Is it something more precious than to feel happiness,
Of all humanity no matter of social classes, race or gender?
Is it something more worthy than to dedicate your life to your fellows,
And to feel your heart enriched with a happy child smile?
You should follow your heart,
You should go beyond understanding,
When it's about matters of life,
Show compassion and love to humans.
My heart is a harp and vibrates,
When is touched by humans with grace,
Strike the chord of my heart,
And you will see its depth and your reflection in it.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Make you happy
Things that make you happy
Aren't supposed to be bad
Right? Then how do I play in
Where would it all come together
I know what makes you happy,
I know what makes you sad
But how come everything I do
Is always so bad?
Why do I make you happy
How come its so bad
Everything is suppose to be okay
It should all be fine
But even though I make you happy
I also make you feel like dieing
Then how do I make you happy
Why am I so bad?
Why don't you just ley me love you
Let yourself be happy?
Why can't you just let things fall into place
The way everything is supposed to be
Sometimes I hate myself
Because of the way you say I make you feel
At the same time I know you hate yourself
And are waiting to make things real
So why dont you?
Why can't you let yourself go
Don't worry about what they say
Eventually they will all just fade away
I wont ever fade away
I will always be here waiting for you
Waiting to make you happy
Because things that make you happy
Aren't suppose to make you sad
And they're definately not going to be bad
I just dont understand
How am I bad for you?
How could I even be good for you
When I'm not even good for myself
I can't explain whats going on with me
I can't tell you how much I wish
For you to be happy
But at the same time
I hope that you are miserable without me
Because I was suppose to make you happy
I was going to be the one to make your day
Now it makes my day when you
Just stop to talk to me
Or make sure I'm doing okay
Until I make you happy I will always be bad
And you will always be sad
That's how it goes
But that wont be enough
Not to make my world go 'round
I need you to let me be the one...
Let me be the one to make you happy
Because if it makes you happy
It can't possibly be that bad.
poem by Beautifully Unknown
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Nothing Even Matters
Now the skies could fall
Not even if my boss should call
The world it seems so very small
'Cause nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
See I don't need no alcohol
Your love makes me feel ten feet tall
Without it I'd go through withdrawal
'Cause nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
These buildings could drift out to sea
Some natural catastrophe
Still there's no place I'd rather be
'Cause nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
You're part of my identity
I sometimes have the tendency
To look at you religiously
'Cause nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Now you won't find me at no store
I have no time for manicures
With you it's never either or
'Cause nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Now my team could score
And make it to the Final Four
Just repossess my 4x4
'Cause nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
song performed by by Lauryn Hill from The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill
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Never blame any body
I wished
I shall win the competition
I lost it
I prayed to god
I don’t want to suffer in pain
The prayer went in vain
I had a fall
Had to bear lot of pain
I wanted to pass in exams
I failed
I started grumbling
Blaming everybody
And my destiny
For all that I wanted
And I didn’t get
I stopped working
I stopped praying
Lost all hopes
If ever, I would be happy
I met an old man
Who was a famous painter?
He couldn’t walk
And suffered
From a serious disease
He was laughing and smiling
Talking to everybody
With grace and poise
I asked the old man
How is he so happy?
I haven’t lost hope
I pray to god
Never blame any body
For my destiny
Take life as it comes
Work as much as I can
Came the reply
I got the message
Embossed it in my mind
I pray to god daily
Keep the old man
Happy and alive
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Disaster In A Halo
Lately I've been thinking about what you said
Time is growing old and I'm getting colder
Hunger's just a pain that won't be fed
I'll be working for the ghost until I'm dead and done
Over and done, over
Disaster in a halo
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Somewhere there's a girl with thoughts of him
She makes wishes in a well then fears them caving in on her, around, on her
Disaster in a halo
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Cause in the well plans will come and plans will go undone
I know, I know
And you can't tell, I will come and I will do I know, I know
But why would I?
But why would I?
Disaster in a halo
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters
song performed by by Ours
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Significance of Birthday
Today is your day! Enjoy it's your day!
Today is the day, you opened your eyes to see this wonderful world and experience the beautiful creation of the god.
Today is the day, you made your family happy and proud by adding the hopes and new sunrise to there life.
Today is the day, you should thank god for gifting you with the precious “human life'.
Today is the day, for whatever you are here only because of this day and that‘s today.
Today is the day of your journey of life till today and pray god to give you decades of such fabulous days of today
Today is the day of celebration, day of joy, day of desiring to make life better and more good to value the precious gift given by god.
Today is your day1Enjoy it's your day!
It is your Birthday, Happy birthday to you
May god bless you, Happy Birthday to you
poem by Pinky Porwal
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