The return of prodigal sleep
The sleep had left me the day
You were destined to get away.
It has been to me an Iron day.
After tormenting seventy days,
At last the sleep came to me the day
You paid us a visit with family
And granted me a few wishes,
Notwithstanding your virtual exit.
In that beyond doubt I felt
Me, you have not left
Though the venue you had left.
It is to me a Silver day.
I was fully engrossed the day
We paid you our family visit
When I was granted touches
Of your arm and hand,
A rare fortune ever importuned.
It is to me a Golden day.
Diamond-day and Platinum-day
Are ahead in our way
When you are on my arm
And me, in your palm.
To return from half way trodden
Is as effortful as to have full way trodden.
Then, why not a full way trodden?
Retreat not, lest the treasure be thrown.
21.07.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No other family
We moved far away
So some people would stay away
I have taken for granted
What family meant to us
Who else are we supposed to trust?
My mother-in-law passed
Her family always came first
I was unable to see
What she meant to me
Then she was gone
Early one dawn
I now understand
What my family means to me
I can’t stand being so far away
No family here to help with the pain
There is nothing here to gain
Too far to visit
Too far to sit
With no family all I have is a pit
All these tears I am unable to even spit
I can just hope all my family can understand
This was not planned
I will never take them for granted
I wish I could visit
I wish I could stay
I miss them all today
poem by Keith Wells
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A Sleep of Dreams
Travelled road ~ rough and worn
I've walked with ease on many morn
Down your path of known delights
I've trodden through on many nights
To sleep a dreamless sleep
My footsteps echo not within
Within the paths where I have been
Oh, how I crave my soul's respite
To dream of life within this night
To sleep a sleep of dreams
Oh, travelled road ~ you're all I've known
But fever deep inside has grown
To walk the walk that others might
And realize a dream tonight
To sleep a sleep of dreams
This trodden path is worn and long
Each day does bring a seasoned song
That's sung till light has turned to night
And dulls the life with no delight
To sleep a dreamless sleep
I see a field of emerald green
No foot has passed ~ nor ever been
Down unseen path toward dawning light
I'll stay until the sweetest night
To sleep my sleep of dreams....
poem by Hazelmarie Elliott
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Broken Dreams
I don’t see a long road ahead of me
And my coffee cup, instead of been half full
It’s always half empty
I got no home
I’m on the streets
An in the cold lonely morning
I’m awaken by somebodys cries an screams
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
My past's erased from my memory
Anyone I knew before
Never cared enough to contact me
I’ve lost my friends
I’ve lost my family
My life’s falling apart
It’s coming loose at the seems
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
The dreams I used to dream
When I was a kid
Never left my heart
But I never did them, I never lived
So now I cry into my glass
To try an make it full
I’m crying lost rivers an lost streams
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Try For Sleep
Its four oclock in the morning, and theres a new full moon
Shining down through the trees
But dont leave the room now, leave it in doubt
Pretend not to know what Im talking about
I try, all night long
I try, I want you to come along
I feel it when you touch me, Im already wet
But how are you supposed to know what you get
Wake me when its over, but dont turn on the light
Call me by name, thats alright I try, all night long,
Ooh, I try to carry on
And, how can you go through, how can you go through
So many changes
Oh, how can you go through, how can you go through
So many changes
Its a family affair; its a family affair
Its a family affair, its a family affair, its a family affair
Try for sleep, why dont you try for sleep
Why dont you try for sleep
Im pushin the river, ready to roll
Oh, I can feel it in my soul
Give me the high light and leave out the rest
You know what they told me
They said the west is best
I try, all night long, I try to get along with
Will try for sleep, ooh try for sleep
Wont you, oh wont you come along, come along
Try for sleep, try for sleep
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yaaa
I want you to try for sleep
I know you will try, ooh baby
Ooh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
(fade to end)
song performed by by Van Morrison
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I live for my dreams.
She comes to me in dreams at night.
And holds me as she used to do.
But disappears by morning light
So I am left to grieve anew..
There’s no one left to comfort me
My family are long since gone.
I wait for nightfall eagerly
Just for a while I’m not alone.
Each night before I sleep I pray
My love will come to visit me.
Although I’ll face another day
of loneliness and misery.
They say that passing time will heal.
For some perhaps it may be true.
But not for me because I feel
the anguish still of losing you.
I know somewhere you wait for me.
You can’t return and won’t go on.
You know we have eternity.
That I will follow where you’ve gone.
When death released you from your pain.
And left your spirit free to fly.
You promised me we’d meet again.
Now all I do is wonder why.
Fate decided that we should be.
Forced to go our separate ways
Parted arbitrarily.
Condemning me to lonely days.
She comes to me by night in dreams
and holds me as she used to do
When for a while at least it seems
as if my dreams will soon come true.
I pray each night I will not wake.
To be set free to rejoin you.
A journey I will gladly make.
There’s nothing here for me to do.
Tuesday,15 March 2011
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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September 11th
I remember so clearly what happened that day.
For the people there nothing went their way.
I was at school and seen it on tv.
It made me sad to see.
I seen that a plane was in the first tower.
Then I watched the other fly through within the hour.
We didn't get to see everything that went on,
but we knew enough to know that the towers were gone.
I saw them collapse till nothing but rubble was left,
and to see all the commotion I could have wept.
I'm so glad my family was here at home,
but felt pain for the people who's family was gone.
I'll probably never forget that day, and I'll never take
living for granted
cause a tragedy like on that day can happen anytime on this planet.
poem by Heather Noble
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Cold Turkey
I woke up next morning crimping
Distraught and dejected
Body aching everywhere
I got no zest left
No energy left
Flattened and need to be grounded
In bed
Could not make it to the washroom
To release
There’s nothing to release
My whole system is halted
Immortalized
I felt chilled inside
But heated up on the outside
Like soaking your body
Into a boiling oil
I need a constant fan
And keep conditioning
At the same time need to bare body
Or the clothing will get wet
Due to constant sweating
No appetite to drink
No appetite to eat
No more cheers
No more laughter
No more self-confidence
No more easy going
No more friendly
I’m slumped and dumped
Numbed and clumped
My head becomes dull and heavy
Like a big rock is pouncing on it
I got to continue sleeping
To avoid the living hell
I managed to force myself to sleep
For the whole day
After the withdrawals
Leaping into a new dimension
This time my stomach is cramped
With massive pains
My joints are aching penetrative
To inner bones
I was shivered
Covered with blanket
Couldn’t last long
I felt like I was on fire with that thick linen
I got to be strong to go through
I got to do this for my mom
She had suffered long enough
To count the numbers
Of my occupations of prisons
And rehab centers
For one reason
That was Heroin
The next day
After a long constipation
Diarrhea paid me a visit
My bed was full of shits
Couldn’t make it on time
It’s keep coming gradually
My mind was rebelling
If I have to kill someone
Or to rob someone
I will do it
To get the stuff right now
Looking at mom
After all this while she was trying hardly
To get me cured and cleaned
Made me revoked the ideas
I have to be brave and strong
Freeing me from disastrous life
Which I thought a Heavenly life
Not for long when Hell laid his hands on you
You have to run for your lives
Or someone will found you death
On the third day of torture
I started sneezing rapidly
Vomiting every time after the insertion
Of foods or drinks
I was left with skin and bone
A living skeleton
My eyes were dried and sunken
My mind goes blank
I hated myself
I hated the whole world
On the night of the 3rd day
Brother and mom carried me to the bathroom
I was thrown into a tub full of ices
For almost half an hour
I was in the freezing ocean
But not drowned
I survived the ordeal
Thanks to my loving family
Who loved me for what I am
On the 5th day of withdrawal
Things started to normalize
Mentally and physically
I felt stronger
And better
For mom
I will be clean
I’ll be your hero
I’ll not fall again to bloody heroin
Let bygone be bygone
Let it gone with the wind
I will win
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Deep Woods
When tender is the night, and the woods are deep
And the only light - as Orion's - piercing the dark,
Gazing a child in his sleep - child whomever he fears
He wishes he has gone, and left him to his sound sleep.
The river near is dark - not even dogs dare to bark -
And it's too far from any park - no wetness, no seep.
A child, who is left to a deathly sleep - still being mild
But the morn is far - too far to being left, way behind.
And Time! Oh Time! How dare you give a child
Endlessly sleep and those woods a languor that's oh so deep?
At dawn when life at woods again is dry,
And no reason is left to stay in the sky,
Orion takes care the child who now eternally sleeps,
The child sees someone - or something - dim:
A light - a palm that caresses him!
poem by Deniz Atay
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Beautiful
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth & john helmer)
Everybody knows that we live in a world where they give bad names to beautiful things
Everybody knows that we live in a world where we dont give beautiful things a second glance
Heaven only knows that we live in a world where what we call beautiful is just something on sale
And the leaves turn from red to brown
To be trodden down
To be trodden down
And the leaves turn from red to brown
Fall to the ground
Fall to the ground
We dont have to live in a world where we give bad names to beautiful things
We should live in a beautiful world
We should give beautiful a second glance
And the leaves fall from red to brown
To be trodden down
Trodden down
And the leaves turn green to red to brown
Fall to the ground
And get kicked around
You strong enough to be..
Have you the courage to be..
Have you the faith to be..
Honest enough to say..
Dont have to be the same..
Dont have to be this way
Cmon and sign your name
You wild enough to remain beautiful?
Beautiful
All the leaves turn from red to brown
To be trodden down
Trodden down
And we fall green to red to brown
Fall to the ground
To be kicked around
You strong enough to be..
Why dont you stand up and say
Give yourself a break
They laugh at you anyway
So why dont you stand up and be
Beautiful.
song performed by by Marillion
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Another Sunday
Sunday...
Always hard to get to sleep when
Wierd noises are implying threats
On cold sheets I sweat
On any other day
Its all rest and flowers
And a long night of nothing
In the morning some coffee
'Cause when the sun goes
Down you close your eyes and think
That you might wake in the same place
I'm out of my head
That was what they said
There was no way I would
Ever trust again
There's something that fills you up
And it feels you up and then
It takes control of your better sense
There ain't no control of things
You take for granted
But they came and they
Held me up and they felt me up
And left...I miss them
Take me to your world
I want to know if I belong
There instead of here
Is there religion?
It is unordinary
To want this affection
But I don't have a real friend
And I hate my whole family
But from my bed, my window's
Lit by a red light
I have seen before, while floating away
song performed by by I Mother Earth
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You Don't Take Things For Granted, Others Do
you dont take things for granted
others do
-Melc
Im back
to my life
the one i
left
This boring life
it makes me
feel..
To think that
that girl
cried cause she
was sad
because of
the attention
she lacked
and here i am
crying
because a family
not of my own
is so far away
so far for me
to lean on
to say things
aren't okay
i miss the house
not of my own
the family there
that thought
themselves wierd
if wierd is
what you call it
then take me into it
i dont care if
im looked down upon
because i wish i had
a family like hers
but this computer
and room
is now all that i own
with my family located
on my AIM list
I feel lonely
again
Because thats
the sort of
loser
that I am
Once Saved Always Saved
Once saved, always saved, upon His Palm we are engraved,
Engraved within God’s Hand, in The Lord, we take our stand,
All given by The Father God, to The Son with an Eternal nod,
For all those who do believe, Eternal assurance they receive.
Grafted into God’s Family Tree, becoming members eternally,
Eternal members of God’s family, by His Grace from Calvary,
Family through His Grace alone, through no effort of our own,
Except, for our faith in Him, Christ, who saved us from all sin.
It is all by Grace, not of works, that we’ll receive eternal perks,
An Eternal Life with reward, from the Grace of Christ our Lord,
His Grace of Eternal endurance, from which we get assurance,
In the finished work of Christ, who alone paid the eternal price.
If it’s by Grace it’s not of us, but, of the One in whom we trust,
The finished work of The Son, finished at Calvary for everyone,
All fully covered by His Blood, Grace afforded by God’s Love,
Grace which offers full salvation, not to some but every nation.
Complete salvation by God’s plan, fully in Christ, to every man,
After we come to faith in the Lord, salvation by God is secured,
We can’t be taken from God’s hand, Christ helps us understand,
So when in Christ you truly believe, Eternal Security you receive.
(Copyright ©05/2009)
I Love My Family So Much
To be apart of a family like mine
is so divine
where love is shown
hurt is shared
our love for each other is never impaired
we talk
we laugh
we cry
but we are a family
and we do it all together
for as a family we do it all as one
for we are family
a family full of strength
a family full of love
a family no one can touch
that's why I love my family so much
my family is my life and always will be forever
poem by Filoi Hemopo
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Memory For Him And Me
Little buddle of joy wrapped up so tight
My only memory of our final night
That you left hurts, I'm not gunna lie
But you left me with one last lullaby
You were always so excited about life
Plans of a family and future, kids and a wife
We shared a dream so prepared for the time
That we would look after our own, yours and mine
And look at what have you left me with as a reminder
You left me and how we parted could have been kinder
I can't reach you any longer, alone waiting for your return
But I know you won't turn back, and the truth burns
Not the fact you left because I know you had no choice
They said my name was the last word you were able to voice
That's what twists in my gut, the knowledge that you didn't see
The chubby little face and angelic little laughter from our baby
Don't worry though, wherever you are watching from now
Because our little boy will always know you love him: that I vow
So sleep easy my dear because you will be remembered here
When I tell our boy tales of how his father was one without fear
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Sleeper
Sleep that half dead,
sleep the body not the head.
Sleep that bad said,
Poor owns that bed,
Dreams are found on that herd.
Sleep while awake,
Sleep that dead not closed eye fake.
Sleep that weak,
Tommorow u gona take.
Eat that sleep and enjoy its steak.
Sleep still stands,
None to overtake.
Sleep that height dare for cake.
Sleep that stress and have the bless,
Sleep to confess as she do to embrance,
Sleep for paid cash as he do to love false.
Sleep that sleep as no one sleep ever deep.
Sleep that better as no other sleeper.
Wear that sweater as did Brother Peter,
Sleep that firm to dream that greater,
Sleep not slopy arrise all the weaker.
poem by Abdallah Mpogole
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What She Left Behind
She took the TV and the toaster
She took the curtains and the car
I guess she took for granted
I wouldn't take it very hard
And for someone in a hurry
She took her own sweet time
But it's not what she took that hurt
It's what she left behind
A bedroom full of memories that time cannot erase
Photographs of the two of us that she said "throw away"
She took my heart and soul and left me here to lose my mind
No
song performed by by Tim McGraw from Tim McGraw
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News to the king, good news for all
'NEWS to the king, good news for all,'
The corn is trodden, the river runs red.
'News of the battle,' the heralds call,
'We have won the field; we have taken the town;
We have beaten the rebels and crushed them down.'
And the dying lie with the dead.
'Who was my bravest?' quoth the king,
The corn is trodden, the river runs red.
'Whom shall I honour for this great thing?'
'Threescore were best, where none were worst;
But Walter Wendulph was aye the first.'
And the dying lie with the dead.
'What of my husband?' quoth the bride,
The corn is trodden, the river runs red.
'Comes he to-morrow; how long will he bide?'
'Put off thy bridegear, busk thee in black;
Walter Wendulph will never come back.'
And the dying lie with the dead.
poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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Family Ghosts
This stately home is haunted by
The ghosts of those who spent
Most of their lives here in days gone bye.
Though seldom seen they still come here
and sometimes make their presence felt.
Although they don’t inspire fear.
You sometimes smell a faint perfume
Or hear a sound that should not be.
Although are alone in the room.
Though only if you’re sensitive
and you have an open mind
Believing spirits do survive
Death only means they’ve travelled on
To a different form of being.
But can return to look upon
Familiar scenes they used to know
Whilst they were still in human form
They are quite free to come and go
A feeling of serenity.
Convinces me my words are true.
Though you are free to disagree.
This stately home was occupied
by one family for centuries.
But when the very last one died.
He left it to the National trust.
Who have maintained it ever since
The ghost don’t care they can adjust.
If you should visit you may find
A welcome waiting for you here.
The family ghosts are very kind.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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All Godmen
God man said' eat Samosa* and idli*:
That may grant you peace readily'
Walk barefoot and give cows some feed
Visit: 'daridranarayan'* and try to help and read
Some good suggestions and some bogus
It is only when we loose the trust
Trust in self and see the treachery around
Real shanti (peace) is never to be found
Some hired people come on stage
They may be of younger age
They may tell about their woe
And how easily the god man made it to go
The media is paid handsomely on monthly basis
Handsome amount is paid to cover and sell the thesis
This is happening all over but no steps are taken
People are cheated but the god men are never driven
The faith and trust is taken for granted
Sometimes in the name of religion it is wanted
The weak nerves of human being is touched
Then rest of the show is well done and preached
Millions of notes in different kind are gathered
The sentiments are given go by and not bothered
The devils mind has clicked to the success
They have now everything to cheat will full access
'He fasted for one month and got vision back'
'The lost wealth recovered fully and now nothing is at stake'
So many tales are generated to influence public mind
The crowd swells as new sources reveal and make them blind
The politicians, scientists and well educated people
Turn to their gathering and seek blessings toward of trouble
Their presence on dais has magnetic influence on people
They want to have easy fortune without any struggle
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Half Blooded Brothers
You my blood half or full were brothers, regardless of what you do to each other, you my brother half or full, .
We keep each other good, you my brother half or full. We take care of each other, because we brothers half or full.
Imma stop trippin, it'll take a while, because im use to bullshittin and prickin, but you my brother half or full.
Stick together we will stay alive, all the bullshit I said, I've been a asshole, shit who hasn't, but you my brother half or full and I guess that's what family does.
Arguments and verbal brutality towards one another is what we do, because we will always be brothers half or full. Blood half or full, it doesn't matter, because we are brothers till the end of time, your my brother half or full.
poem by Arthur V. Miller III
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