The Scream Of Edvard Munch

i look at it again. I have read the story
how the scream came about as an important piece of
art in our history.

it was said that he visited his sister in
a mental asylum located at the foot of a hill
in the nearby creek in one of the far towns in Norway.

he was sad and had all the pity for his sister.
He felt inside his heart the eruption of Krakatoa
her saw the picture how 2/3 of the island was missing
by the thickness of the lava.

He saw the mummy of Peru.It was another sad story.

He pieced them together. Fused them all with his own kind
of misery.
He was on a small boat heading home.

Nature screams. The volcano. The mummy. And the misery
raging inside him.
He screamed.
There was no sound at all.
The two shadows behind him did not bother at all.
The fires behind him are threatening to burn the boat
him inside it.

No one hears anyway.
Except us, who keeps on seeing the
painting.
It was stolen sometime.
We keep on recalling too.

Somehow we see
our own miseries
and we too scream
silently
in front of our monitors now.
In a cyberspace that is too empty
and huge

and again, no one hears.
Try screaming.
Now.

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Hush Little Sister

Hush, little sister
Please don't cry
I wish I could be there
To sing you a lullaby
I can see your arms
Bloodied and bruised
That's strange, little sister
Mine were like that too
I know you scream
When Daddy's there
Hush, little sister
I know you're scared
I can see the way
He's hurting you
I'm sorry, little sister
He did that to me too
I know that people
Ignore what's going on at home
That makes me angry, little sister
You shouldn't have to be alone
Hey, little sister
You want to know why I'm not there?
It's a sad story, little sister
But people should care
You see, little sister
One day Daddy got high
You were asleep in your crib
So you didn't hear my cry
He screamed at me
And smashed my head against the door
While you slept, little sister
I died on the floor
You know, little sister
I don't think that I would have died
If someone had only bothered
To listen to my cries
But hush, little sister
Daddy's coming home
Quick, get into bed
You don't want him to find you alone
I'm sorry little sister
He's in a bad mood
Run while you can
Uh oh little sister
He's lifting his belt
Scream while you can, little sister
Call for help
Hush little sister
You don't need to cry
No one can hurt you

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Hush Little Sister

Hush, little sister
Please don't cry
I wish I could be there
To sing you a lullaby

I can see your arms
Bloodied and bruised
That's strange, little sister
Mine were like that too

I know you scream
When Daddy's there
Hush, little sister
I know you're scared

I can see the way
He's hurting you
I'm sorry, little sister
He did that to me too

I know that people
Ignore what's going on at home
That makes me angry, little sister
You shouldn't have to be alone

Hey, little sister
You want to know why I'm not there?
It's a sad story, little sister
But people should care

You see, little sister
One day Daddy got high
You were asleep in your crib
So you didn't hear my cry

He screamed at me
And smashed my head against the door
While you slept, little sister
I died on the floor

You know, little sister
I don't think that I would have died
If someone had only bothered
To listen to my cries

But hush, little sister
Daddy's coming home
Quick, get into bed
You don't want him to find you alone

I'm sorry little sister
He's in a bad mood
Run while you can

Uh oh little sister
He's lifting his belt
Scream while you can, little sister
Call for help

Hush little sister
You don't need to cry
No one can hurt you
You're in my arms tonight.

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Hush, Little Sister

Hush, little sister
Please don't cry
I wish I could be there
To sing you a lullaby

I can see your arms
Bloodied and bruised
That's strange, little sister
Mine were like that too

I know you scream
When Daddy's there
Hush, little sister
I know you're scared

I can see the way
He's hurting you
I'm sorry, little sister
He did that to me too

I know that people
Ignore what's going on at home
That makes me angry, little sister
You shouldn't have to be alone

Hey, little sister
You want to know why I'm not there?
It's a sad story, little sister
But people should care

You see, little sister
One day Daddy got high
You were asleep in your crib
So you didn't hear my cry

He screamed at me
And smashed my head against the door
While you slept, little sister
I died on the floor

You know, little sister
I don't think that I would have died
If someone had only bothered
To listen to my cries

But hush, little sister
Daddy's coming home
Quick, get into bed
You don't want him to find you alone

I'm sorry little sister
He's in a bad mood
Run while you can

Uh oh little sister
He's lifting his belt
Scream while you can, little sister
Call for help

Hush little sister
You don't need to cry
No one can hurt you
You're in my arms tonight.

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Oh Mummy, Oh Mummy

Oh Mummy, oh Mummy
where are you?
You were in your sarcophagus yesterday
but now you are gone.
Oh Mummy, oh Mummy
where may you be?
Has someone in the night
come in and stolen thee?
Oh Mummy, oh Mummy
I know you are two thousand years old
and just a box of bandages,
but about you, I care so.
I found you in that pyramid
amongst all your treasures
for the after life.
Oh Mummy, oh Mummy
there you are hiding away from me.
Hey, what are you doing?
Oooh Mummy stop doing that,
you are two thousand years old
and I am only twenty-three.
Oooh Mummy. Oooh Mummy
don’t stop now.
Oooh Mummy you are a sexy beast.


4 November 2009

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Up Inside My Head

I want to love you,
Like...
Corn on the cobb just dripping with butter.
I do.

I want to love you,
Like...
A slice of pound cake and icecream.
But...
I'm feeling like I'm floating in a boat,
Without a rudder.
And...
I'm wanting to scream,
Help me.
Help.
And I'm wanting to scream...
Help me.

And I'm wanting to scream...
Help me.
Help.
And I'm wanting to scream...
Help me.

I want to love you,
Like...
Saugage, eggs and pancakes.
With powered sugar mixed with cinnamon.
I want to love you,
Like...
The maple syrup I pour to spread.
But...
I don't want you that close to be next to me,
Inside my head.
No!

I want to love you,
But...
I don't want you that close to be next to me,
Up inside my head.
No!

I want to love you,
But...
I don't want you that close,
Squeezing next to me...
And,
Up inside my head.
No!
Up inside my head.
No!
Up inside my head.

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No one hears me scream

Im crying inside my heart
And screaming out aloud.
With no one to see
And no one to hear.

No one hears me scream
No one wants to.
Does everybody hate me?

Crying out aload
Still no one hears me.
No one wants to.

Amy Kerswell

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After The Scream

after the scream, she takes her needed vacation
in Florence,
takes her silent walks along the boulevard
by the river of Arno,

this is Italy, and the scream had long been forgotten.
it is over she said, my brother is dead, and i am here

working on a plan to survive the pain
of my family

each step is a forgetting.
the sound of her heels on the cobbled stones
must tell another story

something happy, about her love and her coping up
for a new beginning.

her long hair hangs on her thick black coat
the river is a big, wide, long silver
running between two connected
ancient towns of other people's miseries

not hers now. It is over. It is over.
She keeps on telling herself.

she obliges a smile in this picture.
her hands inside her pocket.Her arms
sticking on the side of her
frail, brown body.

Meanwhile, the sun begins
to spread her morning light.

It is time to go.That's what is written
at the back of the picture.

I am looking at it now. I am smiling.

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The Boat

i am drawing
this situation, this is the boat, it has four arms spreading
on the wide face of the sea
these arms shall caress
and make love with its bounty

some waters sound a slush
like the sand announcing your safe and soft arrival
the boat has eyes too
just like us inside it
its gaze spreading the vision of where we are going
the boat looks upon us with envy

we are the lovers inside its mouth
the boat slides on calm seas
this peaceful twilight
when the seagulls have gone away

here, we make love again
the boat compromising with a restful state this time
everything is so warm
the fires in our hearts
the boat surely understands something that burns
yet so unconsumed
undiminished

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Back To Nothing

you are a small bubble
living inside
a big bubble like the small cat
inside the stomach
of the comforting bigger cat
a joey
inside a kangaroo
a louse within a
mustache
there is always a story when something
is inside something else
like a sub-language
because somehow one must
survive the
dog's race or
the rat world
the internalization of
of the subsumed
fine, the story must be told
in the simplest manner
possible
there is no need for
a story teller
and the story goes like this:

there is a bubble which burst inside a bubble
and the bigger bubble bursts during the bursting
and then
the end is always the same as ever:

there is only nothing.

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Wings to fly. my babies

As we grew my our wings to fly.
Please don't question God why.
Don't think he is unkind Mummy,
We were choosen for grater things.
Our work Is in Heaven above.
To be your Guardian Angels.
Sending down our love.


We know you are sad Mummy.
But we are, with Jesus
And he sings us lullabies.
We watch you every day Mummy.
And we see you cry.

Mummy we wish you wouldn't cry.
we are waiting here in heaven.
And when you come home Mummy,
We will run to you.

Mummy please don't be sad.
Mummy please don't cry.
We are with Jesus and he sings us lullabies.

(Archie and Emmy)

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Letter to my Mother

Mummy tell me, did I bother you
While in comfort of your lovely womb
Mummy tell me.

While dawn had opened, and a new world was created
And the first gasps of air, I did, was my cry so loud?
While dawn had opened.

Mummy while nothing, but a helpless bundle
You made my bed and I sucked your breasts for life
Mummy while nothing.

Mummy that you continue, to wish me well
While am grown, your desire that all is well
Mummy that you continue.

My self I pride, a journey with you in a vast universe
A fountain and fortitude, you no worry, provision is mine.
Myself I pride.

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The Sea in The City Where The Boat Sinks

in the sea of the city
the boat leaks and you are inside it
there is no fear
for inside you is a lifesaver

you swim to
the shore of your comfort zone
and take a look
finally at the boat
that sinks
gobbled by all the mouths
of the people
whose faces you cannot
recall anymore

they are
taking nothing from you
as you have none
to boast anyway

when you go home
you tell her about it

she says nothing
knowing you
from the very beginning of that
page of the novel
that you have written
which she has read
after your
wedding

the house is warm
and the air from the sea
begins to blow
the light in the room
is switched
off
and shadows
recently gone begin
to moan

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Screaming pain

The silent screams inside
Nobody does hear
But me.

The screams of fear.
The screams of pain.
The screams of past pain endured.
No body knows.

The screams of hurt.
The screams that huant.
The screams of despair.
The screams of loneliness.
The screams of death.

Im screaming inside out.
With nobody to hear
Im screaming with pain.

Im screaming and screaming
Let me forget

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My Babe Sister - Massacre

My name is Pooja
I am eight years old
I have a sister
Her name was Yogita
And she was four years old

Our papa always angry
He screams and he yells
I don’t think he be fond of us
It's painless to enlighten

Mom only lovability
When papa is not around
And when he is home
She hardly create no sound

Mom always out
By no means she is at home
Papa always under the influence,
And at all times alone

As soon as we perceive sound
Of those jiggle keys
We rush and hide from the view
We scuttle and entreaty

We discover a place
And curl up tight
I embrace my sister
And she embrace me

Opening the door
Papa then march in
without any sound
I pray inside, deep within
What will be after that …?

But Yogita, she was unable to aid herself
for the ache was just to a great extent
'Oh God' she scream
Why are you so mean?

Dad didn’t like what she had believed
And slap her even more
And with one last strike
tough and physically powerful
he drag away and watches

Yogita takes one last wheeze of air
Then falls to the floor where I sat
And doesn't shift a muscle
I watch at her
My eyes was full of tears
She stare at me
And close her eyes

Papa yell at me
Oh it’s you to be blame
Make me so angry
this is all your responsibility
Go weep be poignant

My sister Yogita
My gorgeous sister
Who was only four years old

That dark night
My Papa murdered Yogita
My greatest and finest friend
We had complexity together
But now she’s left
I missed her so greatly everlastingly

My Papa murdered Yogita
She was my cute and babe sister
since that day I had never speak
for its verbal communication
Ended my babe sister’s life.


Please after reading engrave your comments what you undergo from the core of your heart sincerely! `` Appreciation to your heartily comment``

Story: 2003
written by ezna stephna
copyright: 29/sept/2010 Time: 11.36am

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My mental pain

The pain inside me
The mental pain inside me
Makes physical pain seem like a walk in the park
But that’s just half
Of this story
Do you know how it feels for no one to hear you screaming
Its like time stood still
I’ve lost it… oh well
Time is now standing still
Why should one heart feel so much pain
And who will be the death of me
How long will It take for you to see
The damage, the carnage
Your words, your actions
have done to me
You words, your actions
Cause the pain inside me
Your words, your actions
Cause the mental pain inside me

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The Scream That I Have Seen And Cannot Forget....

we were in that boat
behind us is an erupting volcano
vomiting lava

we have to jump out
the sinking boat and there
is that man

without everything, eyes, nose, ears,
hair
teeth, except a huge mouth like
an inflated balloon


then nothing but waves
and silence....

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Oh mummy don't

At night my eyes cry
Oh mummy don't your making me die

At night my nose turns cold and red
Oh mummy don't hit me on the leg

At night my lips get chapped and cut
Oh mummy dont squeeze my gut

At night my head hurts
Oh mummy don't whip me with your leather skirt

At night my body shivers
Oh mummy don't you'll scare my teddy quivers

At night my heart stopped beating
Oh mummy please stop repeating

At night I pray I were dead
Oh mummy don't cant you see the tears I shed

At night I know my life is mean and dark
Oh mummy don't the scares turn into question marks

At night I weep to myself quietly
On mummy don't you're frightning me

At night I have learned dirty words
Oh mummy don't please say this in nice words

At night I pick up the knife
Oh mummy I am ready to take my life


This poem I have written is just to tell the world out there that kids DO NOT deserve
this kind of life, so if you ever do see something like this going on why don't you do something
about it. In this world 50% kids die because of child abuse, So don't leave it if you see it
do something about it and save a life.

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Stormrider

As I travel through the astral plains
I see the break ahead
As though the sky has burst in flames
Before the storm I dread
Lightning breaks across the sky
Blackish blue at night
Riders ride on dismal clouds
I scream at heavens light
Storming demons travel through the night
The time is almost here
I lay in a jacket of steel
My scream no one hears
I can feel the storm approaching
The pain is its' reality
The death I breathe is in the air
I feel no more, no longer care
The trumpets sound as I break free
This vision I see just can't be me
What is this that I have done
Why am I the chosen one
Fight on, grab on
Stormrider
Stormrider
Now the rider rides through the night
The time is almost here
As I lay wrapped in steel
My scream no one hears
Help me, through this hell inside
My life's my own, it's my pride
Carry on my solid dream
Save me from this horrid scream
Fight on, grab on
Stormrider
Stormrider

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Obstructure

The pet he found at the bar
the status of a new car with it
big money made a new job
To make him feel a less slob of it
new standards changed the ego
the villain now a hero
looks at life, and takes a bite
a piece of paper makes him proud
the silence of success has gotta seem so loud
his future in a uniform
he's just another number in the eye of the storm
obstructure to late
Is a piece he cannot pay - the cost of pride
and still he hides dies inside - alone he sheds a tear
for the memories of before from it
a tribute to the good of the lord
the bible is the way to forget
New standards changed the ego
the villain now a hero
looks at life, it's flee or fight
Its nervous laughter business now
it used to be a trip to circle - seven without
The plan for number one to rise
the world he lives in is a price tag lie
obstructure to late
Is a piece he cannot pay - the cost of pride
and still he hides inside - dies inside
(Have you ever felt alone?)
(Have you ever felt alone in the crowd?)
You keep your mouth shut
But inside you scream out loud
stay real to yourself, be afraid of yourself
Find a heaven in hell
(Have you ever felt alone?)
Are you so together that you unwound?
You got a pulse so loud you cant hear a sound
Of them talking to you, trying to see though you
And you don't know what to do
obstructure to late
Is a piece he cannot pay - the cost of pride
and still he hides inside - dies inside
(can't be alone, he can't)
Dies inside
(can't be alone, he can't)
Dies inside
(can't be alone, he can't)
Dies inside
(can't be alone)

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Inside Story

(eric carmen)
I heard my friends
Talkin bout your reputation
All the things you used to do
They called you cheap
Said a lot of guys had had you
Girl, I dont believe its true, no
But its alright
Im not in it for the glory
Yes, its alright
Got to know the inside story
The inside story
All about your love
About your love
Talkin bout the inside story
All about your love
You say they lied
Well, it really doesnt matter
Doesnt matter what youve done
Turn off the lights
Wont you tell me that you want me
Tell me Im the only one, yeah
cause its alright
Im not in it for the glory
Yes, its alright
Got to know the inside story
The inside story
All about your love
About your love
Talkin bout the inside story
All about your love
Listen, I dont care whats in your past
All I want is for our love to last
And I dont mind if youre a bit too fast
With me
cause its alright
Im not in it for the glory
Yes, its alright
Got to know the inside story
I wanna know the inside story
All about your love
About your love
Talkin bout the inside story
All about your love
Let me know the inside story, yeah
About your love, oh yeah
Got to know myself, oh yeah

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