Opaque
beauty is there in the opaque
things near him,
heart embraces
all of those that are not obvious
to the eyes,
frail humanity opts
for what is there laid
in openess
hurt, the option for
what was not there
clear as pain,
and
bloody, regret comes
bowing,
bad choices, self
inflicts upon self
nature sighs
patience waits
hardness cracks
like shells on
the feet of mankind
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet: Patience
Wait for thy day, hour, opportunity;
Things don’t happen always as per scheduled;
Patience’s, a magical ability;
Than when hot, a man can do more when cooled.
Patience pays the user rich dividends!
The more one waits, the more will be returns;
The cracks in mind of revenge, patience mends;
Reward is sure before they take thine urns.
Wait on and on but seize thy golden chance,
That seldom knocks doors of a waiting heart;
Patience is asset when you time your dance;
If ill-chosen, it capsizes life’s cart.
Remarkable is Patience in man’s craft,
That works wonders, tho’ late in every art.
poem by John Celes
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Depression Is Never Clear but Suicide Is
Depresion is never obvious and clear.
But suicide is.
I told them all that I would do it one day.
Becuase my pain never seemed clear.
They can't deny it when they find my mangled body.
Then they will see
Depression is never a clear cut thing.
Depression is not as obvious as suicide.
As my bodyfloats in the air.
Tumbling towards my death.
Will they know then that this pain was real.
Will theyknowthen that mypain was true?
Will they ever know the pain ofmy heart?
But would they even care?
I doubt that they will even care.
After all who would miss a loser like me?
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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My heart beat
01/09/2010
My heart beat
My heart beat
My heart beats with worry and sorrow
Seeing mankind climbing the ladder of hate
Seeing mankind fading away the love for humanity
My heart bleeds
My eyes cry sadness as blood brothers and sisters
hate on each other
The love I have for my sisters is deep
The care I feel for my brother is deep
None can separate my siblings and I
For we forever one
My heart beats play songs of sorrow and pain
My heart bleeds with sorrow and pain when I see
Homeless yuts begging on the streets
Where are you mother of earth set to nature and feed this young one
GOD why plant a seed on hateful woman
All eyes are on you woman of prostitution
All eyes are you woman of abortion
Defiling the survival of humanity by allowing vanity to control you
Who is to look after the nation and keep it clean when you are
Soulfully unclean
Move away from the darkness mankind
Can't you see the women are dying
Can't you the children are still crying
Hunger pains the stomach
Hunger supresses the brain to lowest level of thinking
I feel the pain in the core of my chest
I feel my heart beat, the drums in my brain
Makes my ears buzz when I hear the cry of the children on the streets
My feet get cold and my toes cramp as they feel the cold on the side walks of Jozi
My heart beats with sorrow and worry
Seeing mankind turning a blind eye on Poverty
My heart beats sing a sad song, a sad song
That tells me to fight poverty
Lets fight poverty people
Lets give to the needy
Take care of our elders
Feed our children
Love the nation
because my heart beats sing a sad song, a sad song.
My heart beat
By: Empress Ela Spirit
EES! ! ! ! !
poem by Zanele Mavuso
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Gray
When I was a child
I saw in black and white
everything was obvious
either wrong or right
no argument, no pros and cons
choices were precise
pure and joyous clarity
gave me a simple life
so I grew and learned to face the world
living life that way
and now I feel so unprepared
cause black and white turned gray
my unfaltering vision failed
focus left my eyes
where choices were once obvious
I can't tell wrong from right
because today I am a teenager
and nothings quite so clear
I'm seeing through an adult's eyes
a child biggest fear
poem by Carlisa Smith
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Can pain ever be clear?
Can pain ever be clear?
Will it ever be as clear as the skies.
Nothing is ever cut and dry.
My life is falling down around me.
My heart hurts like never before.
I often wonder what is my life for.
Why can't my pain ever be clear?
Deppression is never obvious but suicide is.
My life is not mine.
It belongs to a force from futher beyond.
It belongs to those who want to bring me down.
Why can't pain ever be clear.
I'm here all alone.
No one around me knows my pain.
It hurts so much.
The pain from the years.
Hidden away but not forgotten.
My pain hurts.
I just wish it could be clear.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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My Beautiful Nature
Nature is the beauty of the earth
The essential part of life,
It is the existence of humanity
Although there is constant strife.
Nature is rather appealing
The image of its green,
The human eye can testify
Its a gracious sight to be seen
Nature gives us fruit and water
Our blessings from the holy king,
It purifies and cleanses the body and soul
Its amazing what nature can bring.
Nature is sometimes downgraded
By the evils of mankind,
But nature brings herself back up
And she will not be left behind!
I love nature and appreciate everything it gives us...you should too!
poem by Genesis Learny
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Pain and Hurt
born in to pain and hurt
growing in pain and hurt
living in pain and hurt
sleeping in pain and hurt
waking in pain and hurt
cuting in pain and hurt
bleeding in pain and hurt
crying in pain and hurt
i know nothing other then pain and hurt
i use drugs to end the pain and hurt
but all i get is pain and hurt
is there nothing other then pain and hurt
in this painful and hurtful world?
poem by Anna Sprague
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Pain (lyrics)
Regret sits heavy in your chest until sometimes it gets so hard to breathe
Sometimes it just wont go away and you start to feel you will never be
And when you think back on those times it seems so close just beyond your reach
Until past vanishes like smoke from a cigarette in the night breeze
Please stop this pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
How is it that things turn out this way?
What you hold most dear has come and gone
Seems the time that everything was right
Now it just feels wrong, oh so wrong
And your still dreaming of the time
When the day will come, it was meant to be
And your still dreaming of the way
To reach that place that you've never been
Please stop this pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
Pain
Hurt for so long
I've felt this way for so long
poem by Satan's Sibling
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The Beauty
Beauty is the bliss
Contained in Five letters
Timeless Infinite;
In feasting the eyes
Harmonious and melodious
To the ears
And in the sweet heart
Which lies behind these Joys;
In the nature
The greenery, the rivers and mountains
The flora and fauna
The full moon
Lies beauty In the union of the hearts
And in the intoxication it creates;
and in their separation
pain and hurt Is present beauty
When we get what we desired
And Also retaining that which we got
Lies beauty In prettiness,
in loving hearts In youthfulness,
in charm In naivety of girls
and their aesthetic sensuality
Are all beauty to beauty
Also the heart which is melt in
and burnt
In deep sorrow and insult
And in their experience
And in their liking;
Lies the trait of beauty
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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Regret's A Cold Companion
Regret's no consolation
For things no longer near
Regret's no panacea
For problems that were clear
Regret's a backward looking
For things that were to last
For hopes that were to happen
Now firm stuck in the past
Regret's a cold companion
Regret's a dulling force
Regret finds its own dominion
In that process called divorce.
poem by David Keig
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Silvery Beauty Vavroovahana Patra
Innocent silvery Beauty allures the poet;
Poet waits a while for a little delight.
Admires the art of creations;
Pervading the mystery of Beauty she frees tension.
Silvery Beauty allures delightfully;
Poet drinks the nectar of Beauty gaily.
The vehicle waits a while on the path;
Poet enchants with mirth.
Beauty is a gift of Almighty;
Lover enjoys with Delight.
Beauty enchants mind, heart miraculously;
Lover functions duty delightfully.
Poet heart reminisces Beauty’s face with gaiety;
He derives peace and delight;
All beautiful things are attracting;
In the lap of Nature are delighting.
Beauty appears with peace and pleasure;
Contents lover’s desire.
Beauty is a Deity;
Lover prays with gaiety.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Bloody Red Tears
Tears of blood
Oh, bloody red tears
They fall on my pillow
And it soaks in blood, red and liquefied
They fall to the floor bellow
And once dried...
It's covered in blood, brown and hardened
Oh, bloody red tears
They're the result of what no-one can mend
All my hurt that built up over the years
Bloody red tears
They're so beautiful to me
They quench my thirst nobody knows of or hears
Only one thirst could that be
The thirst to see blood and pain
Oh, it's so good to my eyes
But, my hurt, I also have a thirst to drain
All those lies!
They cause some of my bloody red tears
They cause my hardened heart, even when someone dies
Oh, bloddy red tears
They're so good to me
And have been all these years
poem by Amy Parkinson
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A Neighbor
you live in the clouds
below all these drifters
are the stones
flowers of the earth
children of the
chipped cliffs
we are the progeny
of the rocks
from our cracks
waters flow
thirsts are quenched
and strangers
spread the news about
us: from our hardness
and painless existence
comes out
the softness and kindness
of the waters
of this earth
you shift and gather
somewhere
soundlessly
looking down upon us
in the hardness of
our silenced
existence
you predict weathers
you tell us you own the rain
and the sun
we look forward
adapt to the changes
for one thing
we do not drift and gather
somewhere
still asking for the
correct directions
we are blind
and so we know what is within us
we have no other option
we are the stones
we ask no more
about those questions
neither do we keep those answers
we are here
we do not move
we do not blink
we welcome the moss
we are never tossed....
neighbor cloud
nebulous, oh how infamous
now, tumultuous
fatuous...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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There Is A Kind Of Silence In Your Eyes (Stave Stanza Sestets)
There is a kind of silence in your eyes,
a glimmering purer than all the skies
that with tranquility speaks to my heart
draw me much nearer when we are apart,
there's something that I grasp, in a way hear,
something very frail when you are too near.
As a perfect white rose during the spring
is petal by tiny petal opening
so very fragile you do enclose me,
so very lovely is your sheer beauty,
there is something that becomes quite clear,
something very frail when you are too near.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A Simple Message To My Friend
ask me if
i regret some things
in my life
i will say yes
ask me if
i need this option
to be back to
the past and
change the things
that i regret
i will tell you
no,
I've learned from
my past mistakes
and
i do not want to
change them
anymore
what i treasure much
are the lessons
of the heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mandkind vs. Nature
Nature
It fills teh world
With untold beauty
Nature
It provieds a home
for mandkind and animal alike
Mankind
It fills the world
with dense smog
Mankind
It destroys the world
and nature
Mankind
and
Nature
fight an endless battle
poem by Wendelin Weird
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Beauty is everywhere
Beauty is everywhere
Only person should dare
Enjoy it to full extent
We remain no cause to resent
Beauty and joy is for ever
In every season everywhere
In nature, in people and in flowers
And why do we forget about rainy showers?
What do I see in flower?
Its fragrance or color
What do I smell when go near?
With curiosity, love or fear
Many have opined about beauty
I consider it most in the almighty
It is with his blessing that we all have eyes
To see and appreciate with no try
I feel sad when think of its tenure
How much it may last? I am not sure
It may even be crushed under feet
Next time I may not see when come again to greet
I am sue one thing
It has magnificent pull for something
Our feet move only in that direction
For swift and smooth action
Beauty can be seen on mother's face
Beautiful horse participating in race
Or lovely garden with colorful roses
Where you have different option to choose
I say with full knowledge
As it must have no edge
It is as natural as possible
Pick it or pluck it if it is permissible
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Heartbreak
Tears burn my eyes,
Wetting the deserts,
Which have for so long remained dry that,
It feels almost peculiar to feel the wetness,
Though as to why I have no answer.
Hurt sears my heart,
Melting the chambers,
Which have for so long remained stone that,
I almost did not recognize the agony,
Wreaking through me, it was heartbreak.
Inside, cracks appear on stone,
From which poured lava,
Boiling and bubbling,
Forcing me to do things,
I'll regret later.
poem by Anushna Satapathy
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Hating myself for hurting you
I hurt you and I regret it with every breath i take
From what I did my spirit and heart break
I cry from the pain I caused you
I got drunk and did something I didn't want to
I lost one of the best things in life I've stumbled upon
Now I am left with nothing but pain to reside on
I am sorry and hope you can forgive me
For without you I will not be able to be happy
I wish I wasn't so stupid and could take back what I did
My hands tremble and my mind wanders into thoughts of death
I don't if I can make it through this
Something I caused by my pure stupidness
I look in the mirror and only see hurt and regret
I feel as though there is nothing left
I will do anything to be back in your arms
I want to be surrounded by your warmth
I cry and know the tears wont stop as long as you are gone
I hate myself for what I did knowing it was morally wrong
poem by Jean Pullman
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Searching Young Love
I found myself fetal in position
Second guessing where I belong
Whether I am in my womb -Or-
In your veins labyrinth.
.
My heart tingles wide. Spread
At the chasm of brainstorming
The fiction -you- the picture.
.
Young lips -ellipse sound- vowels foreplay
Young flesh writhes /ay/ soflty-
Gently /ooo-h/, eight embraces of two
.
Before midnight forest
Slowly loses /aaahh-h/ to forever
Echo silken sighs hum! hum-
Hum, sighs laid bodies ballad
.
The neck of young lovers.
The cotton wood. The dumbfounded
Eyes searching love rest.
poem by Daffodil Decarie
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