The Dethroned
The cringing doubts that in his mind were strewn,
Erode what's left of his diminished pride,
All the resolve to fight faded and soon,
As fallen, his soul grimaces inside;
The tolling bells bewail his ebbing days,
The same that pealed in erstwhile revelry,
When lauding victories of yesterdays,
While his glories were yet in heraldry;
But now laurels turned strangers to his head,
A mere specter remained of his great deeds,
If to gallows all these struggles would lead,
His grave, he hopes, would be a boon to weeds;
……And from the stage where now his story ends,
……His foes looked nicer than his supposed friends.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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The Passing
The change, it comes so slowly
Like the winter of our lives,
It encroaches while we're playing,
While we're laughing with our wives,
As the children wave goodbye
The first brief chill will still the air,
And that silence settles on us
As they turn, and close the door.
Then we stare long at each other
But we find no words to say,
You have been the faithful mother
That I married, back some way,
But I see your smile has faded
With the passing of the years,
And you turn your face away so I
Won't see that trace of tears.
Are you thinking of that moment
When you held that new born child,
Of the joy of those first steps, or of
The day your baby smiled?
And the schooling and the learning
And the knees they brought home skinned,
Or the pride you took each time you watched
That graduation film.
While I find my own thoughts turning
To those days before we wed,
To your awesome, breathless beauty
As you passed, and turned my head,
Of that first-time kiss I savoured
Out beneath the apple tree,
When I took you to my heart, and you
First said you wanted me.
Now we're grey, and more like shadows
Since the lust in us has died,
And we rarely touch each other
Since we turned to ash inside,
For the years of work and struggle
Took their toll on you and I,
And I hear you every evening as
You go outside to cry.
All those dreams that ended shattered,
All those hopes that turned to tears,
Here we sit, both disillusioned
With the tolling of the years,
And we pass our friends unseeing
As we wander in the street,
We are ghosts, a long time passing
Now our story is complete.
We are like the leaves of autumn
That have fallen from the trees,
Blowing through our days unspoken
With each passing, gentle breeze,
We will fade and be forgotten
In the long term way of things,
But we'll cling in desperation for
What each last moment brings.
25 November 2012
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Diminished to limits.
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Demographics had established,
The success and conditions...
Of a targeted marketing.
To direct effective hype,
Among those selected to be chosen.
Those days have faded away,
From the land of steady habits.
And drift as nomads depleted of funds,
Are those unable to repay for a credited feasting done.
And elimination of debits wished,
Increase and do not leave.
So those rush away in the kicking up of dust...
With tears from their eyes drippimg as they weep.
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Those enforced to be meek and weak,
Are solicited to exhaust their kept treasures.
In the hopes of prolonging,
The ones addicted to feeding themselves selfishly.
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Conditions for optimistic change gone ignored has past.
This can not be restored to those celebrating,
In the hopes to inflict upon others their will.
Closed are those doors.
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The ones found designing deceitful traps,
Have become entrapped.
Their ways have not a dividend saved...
For them to expect a profit that is returned.
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Within their own borders...
They become crazed!
Diminished to limits.
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But a tired retreading,
Just wont allow that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Trafalgar Day
LAURELS, bring laurels, sheaves on sheaves,
Till England's boughs are bare of leaves!
Soon comes the flower more rare, more dear
Than any laurel this year weaves--
The Aloe of the hundredth year
Since from the smoke of Trafalgar
He passed to where the heroes are,
Nelson, who passed and yet is here,
Whose dust is fire beneath our feet,
Whose memory mans our fleet.
Laurels, bring laurels, since they hold
His England's tears in each green fold,
His England's joy, his England's pride,
His England's glories manifold.
Yet what was Victory since he died?
And what was Death since he lives yet,
Above a Nation's worship set,
Above her heroes glorified?--
Nelson, who made our flag a star
To lead where Victories are!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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You Were A Star (But Fallen From Grace)
each time i looked
so humbly at your darling face
i could see the shine in your eyes
the smile, the joy, the wise
the heart of likeness
but all left mine unknown to none
faded away all at once
and never saw you shine again
but, you were a star
that sent me away at once
and faded,
if it were a star i need
i would low my speed
to see the light indeed
and stand by you as a kid
would do, my own seed
has fallen by the grains of weed
never to source me a feed
but faded,
each tree by their own stem
curing its leaves for them
to green and shade over them
without care of which worm
amongst them
has any problem
to grow and seed on them
when the rain starts to fall on them
but still faded,
each moment has a memory
and each memory has a story
from each story, have said sorry
and please don't worry
but why would i worry
when all merry shall mellow
and all scary shall let go
and still faded,
to reveal is to declare
to feel the will is to dare
awe is never than stare
a science of love and care
but why dare
today
and run without say
whence all shine has gone there
and downed the star that was there
and faded away...never to shine there
but you were a star
fallen from grace
yet gone by the dark
each time i looked into yours
a star i could see
any man could reckon with
but now you are never a star
but that which fell from grace
that day you were, a star!
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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A Love Story?
A love Story.
I looked down into the open grave the coffin was white until someone
threw a handful dry soil on its lid. Unreal it had nothing to with me, we
had met forty years ago and she left me saying she didn’t love me more.
I turned away, looked towards the bay, it was transparent, I could see fish
swim about, on its floor crabs, lobster that had escaped the net, and
sea plants swaying in the mild current. I poem floated up to the surface of
my consciousness I shook my head this is unseemly, threw the poem back
into a dreamy mere, like an angler who has caught very a small trout, saw
it float in the dark water of my restless mind. Her husband was crying
I embraced him “You loved her too, ” he whispered. I looked to the bay it
was blue and I couldn’t see clearly anymore, I was no longer sure whether
I had loved her as much as he had.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Remember Not
Remember not lost loves and friends gone astray.
Remember not doubts and fears that held your heart at bay.
Remember not those who criticize, since you can’t please all.
Remember not ones who never learn regardless of their fall.
Remember not all who bring you down for they’re not your friends.
Remember not wasted times with them and their capricious ends.
Remember not anyone who seeds sadness in your life.
Remember not this sower or your fault will lead to strife.
Remember not yesterdays, but as they affect tomorrows.
Remember not the easy ways as they will lead to sorrows.
Remember not anyone that blocks your happiness,
Especially the mirrored image whom you daily dress.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Ride Easy
Many days Ive traveled but I know not where Im going to
Im lost, lost along the way
From mexico to paris, always the same solitary circle
In an empty caf
Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me
I could have died
The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye
Ride easy my friends this journey ends before it begins
Ride easy my friends this story ends before it begins
Long dead winter when I thought that
Spring would never come again melting the snow
Many days Ive reveled evenings through to mornings
Through to evenings with nothing to show
Ride easy my friends this journey ends before it begins
Ride easy my friends this story ends before it begins, oh
Their faces were so empty meaningless and negative to me
I could have died
The bodies and the strangers reflected in their glasses as they drank not seeing eye to eye many days Ive traveled going round in social circles lost, lost along the way
Many nights Ive reveled but I thought I saw the message in a bottle and drifting away
song performed by by Asia
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My Dream Come True Just Turned Out To Be A Dream
Had Many Dreams
of Course you and I.
But my Dream Come True,
Just turned out to be a dream.
Badly did I want it to come true..
But it is really true,
True that
My Dream Come True,
Just turned out to be a dream.
We Dreamt of it Each Night,
Thought of it Each Day
My Dream Come True,
Just turned out to be a dream.
We Bickered With it all day
Through out our ways
But we still remained,
Remained unaware that
The Dream Come True,
Will just turn out to be a Dream.
We imagined us there
But we truly couldn't bear,
Bare that
Our Dream Come True,
Will just turned out to be a dream.
Up the Mountains,
Did we wish to go...
To the land of streams and snow
Did we wish to go…
But we didn't ever know,
Know that,
We'd sacrifice a soul…
Give it up as a whole
I wished we hadn't done that
So did all…
But we never ever knew
That the pass to enter the mounts,
Was to sacrifice a soul....
Mountains and rivulets,
Kept beckoning us…
The days faded away...
And at last
Towards them we made our Sway!
We called ourselves lucky,
Without knowing we weren't.
We Beamed with Pride
Over flowed with Joy.
But we stilled remained Unaware
That we'd sacrifice a soul.
And
Our Dream Come True,
Will just turn out to be a dream.
UP the divine land,
We were to be.
But couldn't we ever think,
Think one of us would reach Far Above
And Above to the Heaven.
We didn't imagine
She'd fly without us
FLY SO HIGH
High to the Heaven.
To make our dream come true
Just turn out to become a dream
And just a Dream
Mourning her removal from the Earth
Praying for her Placement in the Heaven,
We slid down the Mountains…
Being one less
One less than how many arrived
Our Dream Come true
JUST Turned out to be a DREAM!
It is Really True,
True That
Our Dream Come True,
Just turned out to be a dream.
A Dream Unforgettable…
poem by Rishi Kaashyap
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Strangers
Everything you do says you're leaving me
Everything you say shows you don't believe in me
How was I supposed to know this was gonna hurt a soul
You and I are strangers in our home
You and I are strangers in our home
Everything I feel proves there's nothing left in me
Everything I hear takes away the breath in me
How was I supposed to know this was gonna hurt a soul
You and I are strangers in our home
You and I are strangers in our home
song performed by by Atomic Kitten from Right Now
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Extreme corner
She held my hand firmly
No expressions but remained calmly
She was deep in thought and looked sadly
She wanted to say something but feared badly
Generally speaking, it is always one sided affair
Ladies suffer more and this one is totally unfair
Pain and agony kill them from inside
They have no means to retain or easily confide
I had spent very memorable moments
I flowed with her but remained silent
She wore deserted look and looked barren
I was experiencing hell in heaven
I tried to read her face between lines
She was unable to keep herself on sideline
She was about to weep with almost broken stage
I tried to console her as understood and correctly guessed
It was not all about my desertion
That was never feared and remained out of question
I am of opinion that relation must remain open and frank
But her cal composure made me to think and I slowly sank
She had never thought of illogical bond
Even though she remained firm and fond
I was from different cast and little inferior
More in age and looked more of senior
She feared backlash and reprisal
The dark clouds indicated their arrival
She sensed of some unforeseen consequences
Even though she was of strong mind with presence
Tears rolled out endlessly in mere silence
I allowed her to deplete sorrows at once
“We ere meant for each other and remain so”
I assured her with firm resolve to forget and forgo
Sometimes sentiments drive us to the extreme corner
Any good or bad things come in life later or sooner
But some lucky people get them as they wanted
And some suffer as they were meant to be suffocated
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Soldier’s Wife
Let’s go out
In this cold city
Let me feel
The warmth here
The beloved daughter
As
I am going tomorrow
And who knows
The dinner
Out in the restaurant
A nearby photographer
In uniform
My laurels and stars
I fight for my country
I am a proud soldier
Daughter in his arms
The wife proud
Veil pushed back
So the soldier's family
I found this
In a room
A barrack
Of the soldier
Looked at the photograph
Of thousand hopes
The soldier’s bag
His laurels and stars
The soldier was dead
His laurels and stars
His thousand hopes
What is my fault?
Asked his daughter
And mine too
Asked his wife
His laurels and stars
For the soldier is dead
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Strangers Again
(toby keith)
You couldnt tell by lookin wed ever met before
I hardly ever see her, she dont come by any more
With all the time we spent together, I thought by now she wouldve called
Its amlost like she never even know my name at all
But the first night I met her, we were just strangers
Small talk conversation, we became friends
One morning we woke up and wed turned into lovers
At the end of the line now, were strangers again
This used to be our hangout, now I guess its only mine
And all our friends still come here, they ask about her all the time
I say I spoke to her just yesterday, no wait, two days ago
I guess that girl will never change, but Im the only one that knows
That the first night I met her, we were just strangers
Small talk conversation, we became friends
One morning we woke up and wed turned into lovers
At the end of the line now, were strangers again
But the first night I met her, we were just strangers
Small talk conversation, we became friends
One morning we woke up an wed turned into lovers
At the end of the line now, were strangers again
At the end of the line now, were strangers again
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Friends And Foes
Better are foes than friends, sometimes, oh friend
Flip through thy pages friends, pretentiously
And say, “It's great, so nice, wondrous and good! ”
But foes! Rummage with spite them ruthlessly
In search of faults, they tear you piece by piece
God knows what foes unearth and well discern
In their inadvertence may discover
Precious jewels you hid in oblivion
And win you accolades of connoisseurs
So, friends or foes, never mind thee, oh friend
To friends say warm hello and thanks a lot
And there they come, your foes, with smiles crooked
Come on, up on thy feet and make salute
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Rejoicing After The Battle Of Inkerman
Rejoice! the fearful day is o’er
For the victors and the slain;
Our cannon proclaim from shore to shore,
The Allies have won again!
Let our joy bells ring out music clear,
The gayest they’ve ever pealed;
Let bonfires flames the dark night cheer,
We are masters of the field
But list! dost hear that mournful wail
’Bove the joyous revelry?
Rising from hillside and lowly vale,—
Say, what can its meaning be?
From Erin’s sunny emerald shore
It trembles upon the gale,
And rises with the torrent’s roar
From the birth place of the Gael.
Fair Albion, too, in every spot
Of thy land of promise wide
Is heard that dirge for the mournful lot
Of thy soldier sons—thy pride.
Them shall no bugle at dawn of day
Arouse from their quiet sleep,
Them shall no charger with shrill neigh
Bear off to the hillside steep.
’Mid the dead and dying stretched unknown
On Crimea’s blood stained earth,
Lie the household gods of many a home,
The lights of many a hearth:
While, vainly woman’s weeping voice
Calls on each well loved one—
The tender wife on her girlhoods choice,
The fond mother on her son.
And not only from the peasant’s cot
Comes that mournful, dirge like cry,
’Tis heard—unto all a common lot—
Where dwell the great and high;
And tears fall fast for the last lost child
Of many a noble race,
Who has perished in that struggle wild,
And left none to fill his place.
Yet if above our laurels bright
Falls many a bitter tear,
Still, still, may we find a gleam of light,
Our stricken hearts to cheer;
They have fallen in the country’s cause
That their youth and manhood nursed,
They have fallen true to honor’s laws,
In a sacred strife and just.
poem by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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A wrong praise
it is human nature to feel good
when served with lavish food
praised few words in honor
appeasement theory even uncalled for
It is killing an ideal man
the downfall is not by only woman
it is done by great and close friends
this has remained clear trends
t is easy to boost a prestige
though it may not be done at ease
the opponent understands the try
but he fails to find and feels shy
downfall may be caused by only few or five
to whom you think very close and believe
pretty friends and fools get elated
when they are praised and equated
It kills spirit and self pride
it is intentional try to conceal or hide
the weakness may be exposed at later stage
you will be living under illusion with inability to manage
Your half work may be done with little praise
it may take him by surprise but erode the base
it will downgrade his thinking power
he may nose dive and enjoy position very lower
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Chimes Of Freedom
Far between sundowns finish an midnights broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
An for each an evry underdog soldier in the night
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
In the citys melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin constantly at stake
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf an blind, tolling for the mute
Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an cheated by pursuit
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Even though a clouds white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
An the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
An for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
Starry-eyed an laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time an we watched with one last look
Spellbound an swallowed til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an worse
An for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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We're Supposed To Do That Now And Then
(Dean Dillon/David Anthony/Joe Royer)
We had a silly quarrel over nothin'
Both got maddened and soon turned into somethin'
But we made up like we always do 'cause you love me
And I love you
And we're supposed to do that now and then
O' we're supposed to do that now and then
We'll have our little up's and downs
But we both now how it ends
We spend the night fallin' in love all over again
We're supposed to do that now and then
Baby, we're supposed to do that now and then
Now everybody has there share of problems
But everybody don't know how to solve 'em
We grow closer everyday
'Cuase we learn from those mistakes we made
And we're supposed to do that now and then
O' we're supposed to do that now and then
We'll have our little up's and downs
But we both now how it ends
We spend the night fallin' in love all over again
We're supposed to do that now and then
Baby, we're supposed to do that now and then
song performed by by George Strait
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George Edmunds' Song
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around he here;
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
How like the hopes of childhood's day,
Thick clust'ring on the bough!
How like those hopes in their decay-
How faded are they now!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here;
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
Wither'd leaves, wither'd leaves, that fly before the gale:
Withered leaves, withered leaves, ye tell a mournful tale,
Of love once true, and friends once kind,
And happy moments fled:
Dispersed by every breath of wind,
Forgotten, changed, or dead!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, lie strewn around me here!
Autumn leaves, autumn leaves, how sad, how cold, how drear!
poem by Charles Dickens
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Sonnet: I Want To Be My Good Self, God
I fight a battle lone against great foes;
Some known and seen; others unknown, unseen;
They are the prime cause of my umptine woes;
If God wills only, improve will this scene.
Sometimes, I feel, I should have given up,
Long, long ago and turned to selfish ways;
But what to do, I've drunk the bitter cup;
So oft; I'm waiting for my better days.
Half of my life is almost gone by now;
What has the other half in store for me?
Let suff'rings come, I've learnt to them too love;
My heart and soul yearn for Eternity.
Let success come or failures strike me dead;
I will remain myself with my God-head.
poem by John Celes
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Changing Seasons
looking out my window
I see a dismal day
I ask myself 'where's summer gone? '
I guess its gone on its way
Fire's on, turned up high
Bills will go through the ceiling
I really hate these kind of days
They cause a miserable feeling
I'll stay indoors, not venture out
In the depressing, awful storm
I'm happier here inside my house
Where its nice and warm!
The Wintry season has appeared
and Summer is no more
We'll all be wet and shivering
Frozen to the core!
So now I'll take my memories
Of Mr Sunshines rays
I'll tuck them away inside my mind
And wait for nicer days