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Those days of grief

the heart is the moon
on that night of my grief
it is raining blood and
i am under it
helpless and naked
foul and stinking but
never dead....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It's Raining Red

It's raining, it's raining, it's raining red
I blasted a hole
Right through my head
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining red
I'm so relieved
I'm finally dead
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining red
I was killed by the lies
I was always fed
It's raining, it's raining, it's raining red
It's over I'm gone
So forget what I said

poem by Cassandra Hooper
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Helpless

There is a town in north ontario
Dream comfort memory despair
And in my mind I still need a place to hide
All my changes were there
Blue blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
Big birds flying across the skies
Casting shadows in our eyes
Leave us helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
Helpless helpless helpless
Blue blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
They leave us
Helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
Helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
(neil young)
Copyright warner/chappell

song performed by by Nazareth
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Love These Laws

I love the laws that God sends down on us, raining,
Opening the doors of heaven, of absoluteness, raining.

My heart speaks to the delight of the creation,
Offered by us is this religion of accurateness, raining.

Let the ages pass and make us supreme, from all the water
Descending on the skulls and bones of adorableness, raining.

Let the brain be a monster to be rewarded for the drops of deeds
Falling into the ocean of our lives, always in activeness, raining.

Pass your test if this soul in the heart matters most,
Rain has arrived for the heart to be famous, raining.

Little tests are good deeds when passed for success
To reign in our history, of this history is fatherliness, raining.

My mad health kept a watchful eye on the laws of men and stones,
In Hell the men and stones are buried with hazardousness, raining.

My loving and dying is like death for the message to be profound,
But may we shrink from the fires where we would be helpless, raining.

poem by Naveed Akram
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When Youre Gone

Hold on to love
That is what I do
Now that Ive found you
And from above
Everythings stinking
Theyre not around you
And in the night
I could be helpless
I could be lonely, sleepping without
And in the day, everythings complex
Theres nothing simple when Im not around you
But I miss you when youre gone
That is what I do
Hey baby
Its hard to carry on
That is what I do
Hey baby...
Hold on to my hands
I feel Im sinking
Sinking without you
And to my mind
Everythings stinking
Stinking without you
And in the night I could be helpless
I could be lonely, slipping without you
And in the day, everythings complex
Theres nothing simple
When Im not around you
I miss you when youre gone
That is what I do
Hey baby
Its hard to carry on
That is what I do
Hey baby...

song performed by by Cranberries
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The Loss Of Contact

without contact
there is no flare

no electricity for
months
and you scream

that you will be
dead soon

it is like night
without moon & stars

like a dried river bank
all bare stones

an abandoned well
waters stinking

veins without blood
cracked lips without

clue of water without
gloss and shine

talk to me
if this is all about sex.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Red was the Color' (1947 Riots)

Track was Red...

Train was Red...

Hands were Red

Eyes were Red..

Poeple were Red..

Earth was Red

What was Red?

Red was the Blood

Cries were unheard

Pain was feelingless

Grief was unbearable

Religions were different

People were different

'Kill him' he is a Sikh

'Murder him' he is a Muslim

'Ruin him' he is a Hindu

'Rape her' she is not our's..

'Tear off her clothes'

Naked women were in the streets

Helpless women were in the streets..

Helpless they were all...

who was naked?

Humanity was naked...

Who was weeping?

God was weeping

Who had lost?

Love and Brotherhood had lost..

Where was 'Aman'? (Aman=Peace)

Aman was no where..

Religions were different

People were diferent

But God was the same

HE was the one in the all...............(but everyone had forgotton)

But One thing was same

That COLOR WAS THE SAME

RED WAS THE COLOR...

i used there Train was the red...that was very bad incident..in sept 1946 from pakistan a train came to india..on Amritsar Ralway station....but the train was RED with blood of people, passengers....

your eyes'll get wet....there was not one passenger alive in the train...Deads were there in the train...

and after that incidents Indians, In revenge they did the same in 1947 (not sure but that was March) ....

poem by Amandeep Singh
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Helpless

Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless
I thought about it but I couldnt think of what to say
But I thought about it anyway.......yeah
I tried to tell you what you mean to me
But it didnt come so easily..........no
I never reckoned
For more than a second
Just how it would be on my own
Id be helpless, without you
Id be helpless, without you
The dawn that calls beyond the night
Tells its old story.
The shadows fade into the light
In all its glory.
Helpless
Helpless baby Im a helpless
Helpless baby
Im a helpless
If I could put a good shine on the past
Do you think that we could make it last - oh yeah
Seems to mind the time goes fast
I wonder if the vote is cast
Now that you mention it,
Got my attention
I quite clearly blew me away
Id be helpless, without you
Id be helpless, without you
The dawn that calls beyond the night
Tells its old story.
The shadows fade into the light
In all its glory.
Helpless
Helpless baby Im a helpless
Helpless baby
Im a helpless, without you
Id be helpless, without you
Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Raining In My Heart

Writers: boudleaux bryant & felice bryant
The sun is up, the sky is blue
Thees not a cloud to spoil the view
But its raining
Raining in my heart
The weatherman says fine today
He doesnt know that youve gone away
And its raining
Raining, raining in my heart
Oh, oh mistery, misery
Whats gonna become of me
I tell myself, the blues wont show
But pretty soon all these tears will flow
Raining, raining in my heart
Oh, oh misery, oh misery
Oh, whats gonna become of me
The sun is out, the sky is blue
Theres not a cloud around to spoil the view
But its raining, raining in my heart

song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Grief Is Never Having To Say I Grieve

Your grief has been too heavy

I don’t know how much grief buries you down

Please let me weep with you

Please let me weep with you

Like the others, I adore you for keeping up with life

I could imagine how you cry in your thoughts

How like blade, grief cuts your heart, your throat,

the top of your skull - slowly

Like wars in history, there are no exits

and there are no choices

If you were there, you had to face those rattling guns

Plead, please plead

Remember “Our Lady of Sorrows'

Mary carried part of the grief Jesus has

been carrying to save us, during the crucifixion

Mary had no one with her

She was helpless, yet in those moments

God’s strength kept her unmovable and brave

How long does grief stay?

People are not things

How long does grief stay?

If you lost something, you can always build it again

How long does grief stay?

If you lost someone, and someone, and someone

again, in any way – they are part of you

For as long as you live, grief changes into

remembering happy days with each other

Grief becomes faithfulness

Grief changes unto faith

Those drops of blood, while Jesus prayed in the garden

Is grief

Grief is never having to say “I grieve, ”

but “I love, ”

This is how long grief stays.

poem by Rosalinda Flores Martinez
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Run

[Violent J:]
Something has woke my a thump on my roof, it was followed by crashing, more
thumping ensued
I jumped out of my bed thinking I'd been invaded, heard smashing, more
pounding, the sound escalated
Looked out of my window, blood dripped down thy glass, I see bodies lay twisted
and mangled on grass,
I ran into thy main room and Shaggy was dead, so was Nate the Mac, Jumpsteady
and ABK
Bolted out of thy house to see if it's a joke, I heard hundreds of car alarms,
saw flames and smoke
and thy sky above red, I see dead bodies fallin' it's raining with corpses thy
blood is appalling
[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope and a gang of Juggalos]
Mama told me when it rains - IT POURS, but never mentioned Dead Bodies - DEAD
BODIES
Mama told me when it rains - IT POURS, La de da da de la da de -
DEAD BODIES
[Violent J:]
I never seen so many.... horrified looks on people's faces...
(Thy blood is appalling)
I hope I never see what all them people saw... and put them in there places...
(Thy blood is appalling),
The sun was so hot... So hot...
I was burning... Yeah
Dead bodies lay randomly some stack in piles, on all of there faces pour
horror, no smiles
I see children, and ciders, and ninjas my age, all lay naked and mangled, most
withered for days,
I found safety a shelter I'm under a tree; only fingers and organs come falling
on me,
I lay sleepless for days as thy raining continued, thy heat of thy sun baking
corpses like food
Then it finally stopped I walk knee deep in blood, over piles of bodies threw
what was my hood
It was right at that moment thy Wraith had appeared, and thy message it left me
might sound kind of weird
But take all that I'm seeing and opposite that, truth is I'm thy one dead and
this is my Hell's Pit.

song performed by by Insane Clown Posse
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Hell's Forecast

VIOLENT J: Something had woke me a thump on my roof, it was followed by crashing, more thumping ensued. I jumped out of my bed thinking Id been invaded, heard smashing, more pounding, the sound escalated. Looked out of my window, blood dripped down the glass, I see bodies lay twisted and mangled on grass. I ran into the main room and Shaggy was dead, so was Nate the Mac, Jumpsteady and ABK. Bolted out the house to see if its a joke, I heard hundreds of car alarms, saw flames and smoke and the sky above red, I see dead bodies fallin, its raining with corpses, the blood is appalling.
SHAGGS 2 DOPE AND A GANG OF JUGGALOS (CHORUS): Mama told me when it rains-IT POURS, but never mentioned dead bodies-DEAD BODIES. Mama told me when it rains-IT POURS, La de da da de la da de.
VIOLENT J: I never seen so many...horified looks on peoples faces...(The blood is appalling) I hope I never see what all them people saw...and put them in their places...(The blood is appalling) The sun was so hot...So ho...I was burning...Yeah. Dead bodies lay randomly, some stack in piles, on all of their faces pure horror, no smiles, I see children, and elders, and ninjas my age, all lay naked and mangled, most withered for days. I found safety a shelter, Im under a tree; only fingers and organs come falling on me. I lay sleepless for days the raining continued, the heat of the sun baking corpses like food. Then it finally stopped, I walk knee deep in blood, over piles of bodies through what was my hood. It was right at that moment the Wraith had appeared, and the message it left me might sound kind of weird, but take all that Im seeing and opposite that, truth is Im the one dead and this is my Hells Pit.

song performed by by Insane Clown Posse
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Its Raining Again

Its raining again
Oh no, my loves at an end.
Oh no, its raining again
And you know its hard to pretend.
Oh no, its raining again
Too bad Im losing a friend.
Oh no, its raining again
Oh will my heart ever mend.
Oh no, its raining again
Youre old enough some people say
To read the signs and walk away
Its only time that heals the pain
And makes the sun come out again
Its raining again
Oh no, my loves at an end.
Oh no, its raining again
Too bad Im losing a friend.
Cmon you little fighter
No need to get uptighter
Cmon you little fighter
And get back up again
Oh get back up again
Fill your heart again..

song performed by by Supertramp
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Two Mothers

Israeli and Palestine conflict

Prostrate with grief
Rachel weeps for a dead son
Killed by a suicide bomber.

Prostrate with grief
Sarah weeps for a dead son -the suicide bomber
Who believed blood would set his people free.

Blood begets blood
Reprisal follows reprisal.
And there is no honour in death
Only tears of mothers for dead children.

poem by Colin Ian Jeffery
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It's raining my soul, it's raining, but it's raining dead eyes.

quote by Guillaume Apollinaire
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Raining On The Inside

When all goodbyes
Are said and done,
And nighttime finds you home,
Are you all right
To spend a night
Of being all alone?
And do you hide
Between the lines
Of conversations past?
A wall of words,
A heart unheard,
That hides behind a mask?
Im raining on the inside;
My heart wells up with tears that start to pour.
Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.
When friends who care
Cant be there
To ease away my pain,
And peace of mind,
Its hard to find,
Like sunlight in the rain.
God sees my heart,
The deepest part,
Inside this lonely me,
And reachin in,
His love begins
To heal the heart in me.
Im raining on the inside;
Oh, my heart weels up with tears that start to pour.
Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.
Sometimes were raining on the inside,
And our hearts well up with tears that start to pour.
But when were raining on the inside,
Let his cries of love break through,
Know that he loves you, once more....
Sometimes Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.

song performed by by Amy Grant
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Tha Moon

Once wen i see the moon
My heart steal away.
I were seeing,
Slowly, silently the moon
Walks to night holding my heart.
after a day,
Moving moon going up to sky..!
But thre was a girl next to me calling for my heart.
I felt i just wink and play off against her!
she fly to moon for bring off.
I could see moon have lost it...
cause' i knw she was desperated to get into my heart.!
Moon fades away and darkness came across.
I felt I'm gonna to night
I humbly harass myself
Oo moon..why do u revenge by darknes?
I knw both r siblings[moon and night...!

poem by Siyad Mangalassery
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At Night When The World Is Sleeping

at night when the world is sleeping
i have learned to sing inside the chamber of my heart
i have become this nightingale
a black nightingale singing the songs of the full moon
at night i have become this bleeding heart
blood dripping on the floor of the house

at night i beg the moon to listen
to the songs of the black nightingale
i beg the moon
to see the blood from my heart dripping
i beg the floor to understand and for a time being
when sadness and mourning reigns in the house of my body
to keep this bleeding heart
like sands on the floor of its hands.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Come on in My Kitchen

You better come on into my kitchen,
Cause its sure to be raining outdoors.
When a womans in trouble,
Everybody puts her down
She look for her good man,
Lord he cant be found.
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
Theres a cold wind blowin,
Leaves tremblin on the trees,
Dont you know that that good girl
Ya shes leaving me.
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
The woman Ive been lovin
Left with my best friend,
That joker got lucky,
Stole her back again.
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
Well that good girls leaving,
She aint coming back,
Took her last nickel from her notion sack
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
Mamas dead and gone,
Fathers no wheres to be,
I aint got nobody
To love and care for me.
You better come on
Into my kitchen,
Cause its going to be raining outdoors.
Yes, its going to be raining outdoors.
Yes, its going to be raining outdoors.

song performed by by Allman Brothers Band, music by Robert Johnson (1978)
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Introspection

If you go deep
Into the heart
What do you find there?
Fear, fear,
Fear of the jaws of the rock,
Fear of the teeth and splinters of iron that tear
Flesh from the bone, and the moist
Blood, running unfelt
From the wound, and the hand
Suddenly moist and red.

If you go deep
Into the heart
What do you find?
Grief, grief,
Grief for the life unlived,
For the loves unloved,
For the child never to be born,
Th'unbidden anguish, when the fair moon
Rises over still summer seas, and the pain
Of sunlight scattered in vain on spring grass.

If you go deeper
Into the heart
What do you find there?
Death, death,
Death tht lets all go by,
Lets the blood flow from the wound,
Lets the night pass,
Endures the day with indifference, knowing that all must end.
Sorrow is not forever, ad sense
Endures no extremities,
Death is the last Secret implicit within you, the hidden, the deepest
Knowledge of all you will ever unfold
In this body of earth.

poem by Kathleen Jessie Raine
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Envy Exposed

Green with Envy does not describe
The color worn by this foul Sin
For green is the color of living things
An Envious Heart has no life therein

The color Blue for Envy will not do
Blue is the sky where freedom sings
In skies so many dreams take flight
An Envious Heart has no wings

Envy cannot dress in Yellow or Gold
The warm colors of the life giving Sun
An Envious Heart is so bitterly cold
With no joie de vivre for all of life’s fun

Envy dare not wear any shade of Red
A color so linked to precious bloodshed
Blood is sacred not to be wantonly shed
An Envious Heart would bleed others till dead

Purple is the color of Passionate fire
An Envious Heart knows only Hate’s ire
Pink is a color where innocent youth may abide
An Envious Heart is tired and shriveled inside

Nor can Envy ‘s color be Black as night
For the star filled night is laced with light
Envy won’t wear Purity’s symbolic White
An Envious Heart does not own such a right

Envy cannot even lay its claim to Grey
(Muddled mix of color though be as it may)
Grey is the color of softness seen
An Envious Heart is hard and mean

What Envy wears best is Invisibility
So denuded of Soul none would wish to see
No color born of Heaven will suit it well
An Envious Heart will be naked in Hell

poem by Mary Havran
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