Harmony dies
A pinch will cause pain;
Previous kisses
Cannot sooth the pain.
A slap will cause sore;
Previous pats
Cannot sooth the sore.
This is the way how
A harmony dies.
02.305.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pain and Sore
What is pain
What is Sore
Let me define the too
They mean when a soul is dead
When there is nothing left
But emptiness
Where is pain
Where is sore
For me pain is everywhere
But for the sore
Thats only in my eyes
Where I cry all the time
How is pain
How is sore
Pain slowly kills a body
Sore is worse then words can explain
Who is pain
And who is sore
Pain is the enemies-thy sisters
As for the sore that would be my heart
When is pain
And when is sore
Pain is when you call
And sore is seeing everyone cry
All these are symbolizing one thing
That thing is whats inside
What hurts and is unbarriable
So thats what, where, how, who, when
Pain and Sore are
poem by Renee Ortiz
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Kiss and pinch
To pinch and kiss or to kiss and pinch-
The intention is same; hatred.
The reception is same: sore.
Kiss can’t erase or compensate the sore.
09.06.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Why? ? ?
Am I a looser who just don't wanna accept or i am afraid to confess?
why everyone out in the world is waiting eagerly for me so that they can suggest.
why everyone pretends that i am someone who have made out her life a mess.
why if something couldn't be achieved..all the previous acheivements have become useless.
why if the final short is missed all the previous victories have been dismissed.
why someone else's success seems to have joined hands with my failures to make fun of me.
why the absence os success overshadred all the flavours of life which were passionately required just few days back?
why someone else's success forces you to live his life even for a short while..
why i can't resist even when i know this will make the pain persist.
why a single miss makes meaningless all your previous hits.
why we forget all the kisses of success if we get a single kick.
why is it easy to suggest and difficult to follow.
why are we always ready to welcome success and failures allways knock when we are short of prep?
why its always the pain which we resist and it persist.
why me? ? ? this is the question we always want to b answered by pain and always forget when we get a chance to welcome the fame of success game....
why the success is something which we always deserve and failure is always when our badluck plays its role? ?
WHY? ? ?
poem by Pallvi Sharma
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I Feel Pain
I Feel Pain from the generations of mistreatment
I Feel Pain that you may not
I Feel Pain from years of suffering
I Feel Pain. From the discriminating plot
Some people think that I am crazy
Some people think that they follow in my ways
Some want no part in my actions
Some could care less about the previous days
I Feel Pain from everyone who almost did something
I Feel Pain from everyones hate
I Feel Pain from all who have lost
I Feel Pain from the ones who's help came to late
There is a lesson to be learned from all of my troubles
A lesson some might think is insane
You need to be aware of what you do to others
Because of you, I Feel Pain
poem by Patrick Cusick McKay Jr.
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A Red Cow Speaks with Deeds!
Passing the slaughter house
The barber stops for a while
And he feels his previous birth
That he's a cow!
Now I cut the hair
From a child to an adult
Never do a sin
And the mirror knows
But no way to express her emotions?
When I use the razor for shaving
I'll be very patient
Specially on butcher's throat
As still I feel that enormous pain
And what he did in my previous birth?
(For Dorothy A.Holmes apwlts2 in gratitude!)
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Sight For Sore Eyes
When the storms of the day have all blown away along with fair weather friends
Theres a place I can go where the wind doesnt blow
Its the best place Ive ever been
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
When the chips are all down and theres no one around
To count on like I count on you
I just picture your face and let it erase
All the pain Im goin through
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
When I get lost and I cant find my way
And theres nowhere to turn at the end of the day
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
song performed by by Vince Gill
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Sight For Sore Eyes
When the storms of the day have all blown away along with fair weather friends
Theres a place I can go where the wind doesnt blow
Its the best place Ive ever been
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
When the chips are all down and theres no one around
To count on like I count on you
I just picture your face and let it erase
All the pain Im goin through
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
When I get lost and I cant find my way
And theres nowhere to turn at the end of the day
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
song performed by by Vince Gill
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You Left Me Sore
Love is infectious and I was a victim
The worst case youd ever see
But still I know no doctor or nurse
Could cure what you gave to me
cause you
Really, you left me sore
You really left me sore now baby
You messed me up for sure and I dont mean maybe
cause you really left me sore
You didnt tell me and I didnt ask so theres
Nobody left to blame
But still I know no place I can go
That helps to relieve the pain
But now I know no good ever comes
From love on a one night stand
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Mental Therapy
The following statement is true:
The previous statement is false.
I am torn and I am tossed,
Because I loved my mother
And hated my father
(One or the other) .
Every day I dread
Lie awake in bed):
Every night is a vigil,
For sleep is impossible.
He turns in the chair and says,
'We have to dig deeply into this.'
Psychology is to me vistigial,
Dream of reality, not physical,
Product of soothsayers who say no sooth.
Long in the tooth, they tell me
What I should examine;
But there is a famine:
A lack of truth, a paucity of wisdom.
I don't belong in their kingdom.
I think I'll go out for a smoke.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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Bones Joints
Cloud my eyes and tell me what to see
I'm falling
Every way i turn the same disease
But i like it
Brace myself and hit the wall with ease
Colliding
I'm not minding the pain
I've been down here before
All my bones and joints are sore
Dig my way out of the wreck again
I've been down here before
Lost myself and so much more
Find my way out of the game again
Open up my head and take it in
Just like always
Think about the bar and take a swing
Loaded trapeze
What you need the most from me is yours
I'll continue to deceive you my friend
I've been down here before
All my bones and joints are sore
Dig my way out of the wreck again
I've been down here before
Lost myself and so much more
Find my way out of the game again
You lost what made you, you
Or maybe i never knew
I can't stay here anymore
Give it all or you're on your own
I will leave you
I will leave you
I will leave you
I've been down here before
All my bones and joints are sore
Dig my way out of the wreck again
I've been down here before
Lost myself and so much more
Find my way out of the game again
I've been down here before
All my bones and joints are sore
Dig my way out of the wreck again
I've been down here before
Lost myself and so much more
Find my way out of the game again
song performed by by Finger Eleven
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Marxism conceives of the new system of socialism as the necessary outcome of all previous history made possible and necessary only by that previous history.
quote by Earl Browder
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Spirit Spits Pits
[S]tale smoke,
Pale bloke,
I‘m broke,
Rum coke
In poke
Time’s joke …
So Croak!
13 April 2005 revised 28 March 2009 robi3_1201_robi3_0000 XXX_DJZ
Previous title Cost of Dying – for previous version see below
Cost of Sin
Stale smoke,
I’m broke,
No joke.
13 April 2005 robi3_1201_robi3_0000 AWX_DJZ
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sight For Sore Eyes
Goin downtown, goin down, goin down
neath the city, eatin ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the light
Thats when I knew she was a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Playin no fair, sleepin under stairs
Downtowns a pity, takin fair square
Under where its pretty gritty
I turned the screw, she held the knife
Oh, holy jesus, shes a sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Shes a nitty grutty
Turnin in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where its pretty gritty
Hey, dont you know people
Shes a love lust hussy
She left, oh she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a sight for sore eyes
But she was sittin pretty
A sight for sore eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
song performed by by Aerosmith
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If And When I Die
if i die
never ask yourself why
i had to die
because i'd have died
so wipe all your tears dry
and move on for another try
for pain is all within for a bligh
and if i live again.....sigh!
when i die today or whenever
i would die a sad soul forever
for life with no meaning is never
a life to reckon with, ever
and my soul may go wheresoever
to find eternal peace howsoever
say not that you did not know
nor did you not blow
the whistle for chains on my hands sore
and again i'd just bow
to what it should be, so
my hands on fire them glow
to strain me not to go
as my legs also sore
from toe to toe
for, if and when i die
never should you cry
nor ask yourself why
that i had to die.
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poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Forgive Me Now, I'm Trying To Forget
Forgive me now I'm trying to forget all the pain I've been through.
I'd throw it all away, forget it any day, just to be with you.
I look outside at the pouring rain.
It reminds me of the tears of the previous years of pain.
I fall so fast all the time, but never this hard.
I've let down my guard and I find I want you as mine.
So forgive me now as I try to forget all the pain I've been through.
I'd throw it all away, forget it any day, just to be with you.
And I know you want to take things slow,
To not go so far as to say what we are or what we may be.
And I know it may never happen, you and me,
But the possibility is just enough for me to say,
Don't go. Please stay.
Stay with me.
Never let me go.
I'll be true.
I only want you to stay with me.
I'll never let you go unless you want me to.
But I want you to know, my dear,
I truly do love you.
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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Pain...What is it?
Pain...What is pain?
Pain...get wrapped in the head with a baseball bat,
That could be called pain.
Pain...get kicked in the gut by a cowboy boot,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...poke a needle in your eye,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...get your fingers caught in a motorcycle chain,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...jump in front of a train,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...lose control while flyin' a plane,
That might cause a little pain.
Pain...There ain't ever no gain in pain.
poem by Axe Timson
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Plain Pain
Ask Caser, what true pain is
A tale of true Pain, A story of his
Doubly pain when stabbed by ones’ own
Dying disgusted and disregarded
Merciless, rejoicing even after he is dead
He dies disturbed; souls like his never are free
Dies with the most unfamiliar words “Et tu, Brute
Death that brings merriness to a mob
A life that has been rob
What a pain it must have been
I for one have seen
A far worse scene
Real pain is that pain that is felt fresh
A would that pierces heart
Is fatal that a skinned flesh
Like a broken heart drowning in wine
True pain is either yours or mine
poem by Nima Tharchen
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Do Not Understand
I do not understand, the pain of my loss is to much to handle,
all i say is, mommy drie your eyes,
mommy dont you cry all i wanna do is die,
i tell everyone who dont care about me to scramble,
it hurts that the words that ive said to her i connot say sorry,
the pain of my loss is to much to handle,
but i still love her even though she brings me pain,
even though my life is a game,
as days go bye i go insane more n more,
all over my body is sore why can't i just shut the door.
poem by Gary Hicinbothem
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Eyes All Watery
Eyes all watery, red and sore,
I've had days like this before.
I look around but cannot see
anything but misery.
Common sense has gone astray
and so the sadness comes my way.
'Snap out of it girl.' I say aloud.
You're just one of the sorrowful crowd.
You can't change the way people are.
Their emotional growth is still afar.
All you can do is dry your eyes
and try your best to sympathize
and help the needy, help the poor
and all the ones who are unsure.'
I'm sure that all of us on the earth
have gone theough tragedies since our birth,
If not in this lifetime, then in another
as a sister, a brother, a father or mother.
We will learn through ecstasy and pain
and those that don't will have to remain
with eyes all watery, red and sore
until spiritual evolution will show them the door
to truth.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Pain I Can Control
The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..