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No Adequate Poem Will Be Written Against The Darkness Of Another Life

NO ADEQUATE POEM WILL BE WRITTEN AGAINST THE DARKNESS OF A DIFFERENT LIFE (Reflections after reading “ To See You Again”(A True Story of Love in a Time of War) by Betty Schimmel

No adequate poem will be written against the darkness of a different life-
There are people in this world who have known horrors beyond my poor imagining-
Priviliged to have been safe throughout my life
How can I possibly understand those who saw human lives taken in an instant?

Millions of innocent have been murdred in this world-
And we live our everyday lives as if there has never been such a thing in the world -
Were we to constantly pay attention to the worst that there has been
We would perhaps curse God and die –

The worst has happened many many times to others-
As good as me or mine-

How I fear the incidents and accidents and not so accidents
In a world in which we have so many enemies who would destroy us
Who hate us with all their envy and stupidity
And who would wipe us out completely –

I pray to God and have faith in God and believe in God
But the worst horrors have happened to those with greater faith than mine-

The future is terrible uncertainty-
And I pray we will have the strength and courage and luck and blessing to not to be its victims again.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Horror Of Horrors Has Not Happened To Me

THE HORROR OF HORRORS HAS NOT HAPPENED TO ME

The horror of horrors has not happened to me-
No Palestinian terrorist entered my house and stabbed my wife and myself to death
And slit the throat of our three year old child
And put a knife in the heart of our three- month old baby-
No tsunami came and swept our house and world away -
No Nazi pulled my beard kicked me and laughed
Before shooting my head off -
No I have not known the violent death which today and yesterday
And so many days before
Has taken innocent people from this world-

I don’t know what it is
It has never happened to me
And yet
And yet
I fear and fear more
That there is no end to this kind of evil
And even if I make it to a quiet deathbed exit
There is no future guarantee against more and more horror and evil -

We live in a world
Too sad and frightening for us
And however fortified by lessons from the past
There is no defence against the next evil surprise -
Oh God I pray to You with all my heart
But I still fear also.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Poem I Did Not Write Today

THE POEM I DID NOT WRITE TODAY

The poem I did not write today
Will never be written.
No one knows what it is
Or where it is
'How it can be? ' is another question
No one can answer.

The poem I did not write today
Never went away
It is always here with me and with you
It is the same simple poem
Written over and over again
In our everyday minds.

It is the poem of love of life
The poem of happiness
The poem of belief in God
And in the goodness in the world to come
It is the poem which believes too that poetry will help save the world.

It is the good poem
The happy poem
The poem I did not write today
Is the poem my life is writing now and always
And with you it says
‘What a miracle it is that we are here
reading and writing
and loving life as we do’.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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All The World

All the world's forgiving the change is all around
And people everywhere have seen the light in what they've found
It's a happy place in the human race
When all our lives are lived forgiving
All the world's for living when love is what you find
Despair and loneliness you've got to leave them far behind
Tell the clouds to go let the feeling show
It's great when life is full of living
Everyone's aware they know to change the world we've got to care
And people all should know should have happened long ago
Or could it be that I just now found out
Life is meant to share and it means the same thing everywhere
Living everyday, helping people on their way
Cause sometimes life gives everyone some doubts
Can I have time? Is it right what I feel?
At times I doubt what I normally know is real
But right now I don't know what to do
And it's all because of you
I could tell you if I knew that you'd believe
As slight and elusive as life sometimes is
Right or wrong as we both know we all can be
I could never have denied that I need you by my side
'Cause without you life don't seem that much to me
I can see an old man cry, it's his time to die
And life no longer gives him any breaks
He hasn't got a home, no one to call his own
Still he tells no one that it is more than he can take
When the time is so unkind, an empty future plays in your mind
When the darkness cries out to you, can you escape it?
What can you do?
All the world's forgetting the hate that filled our hearts
The times of selfish reasoning that keeps all apart
This world was meant to share, let them know you care
By making someone's life worth living
All the world's believing that this felling's got to stay
till all the world is living
till all the world is giving
till all the world is loving every day

song performed by by Kansas
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I Am An Old Man Writing A Poem

I AM AN OLD MAN WRITING A POEM

I am an old man writing a poem
I have been writing a poem all my life
The lines seem somewhat blurred now
But what I have written
Will say I hope
Something of what we are
And what we have been
And what we will be.

I am an old man still writing a poem
And I love with all my heart all those
Who have lived their lives-
in one way or another – with me
I do not know how to thank you-
I write these lines to thank you
And pray for the goodness and blessing
Of your lives and the lives of those you love-
And will love-
Now here
And in all your time to come.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Can A Poem Be Written Of Total Despair?

CAN A POEM BE WRITTEN OF TOTAL DESPAIR?

Can a poem be written of total despair?
Of life which has lost its meaning completely?
Can a poem be written of such sadness
That it pains night and day?
Can a poem be so deep in darkness
it will never yield light?

Or is the poem itself the sign
That the darkness is not dark forever
And the pain can go away
And despair too will have its own death
And life will once again begin to believe in itself
Even if only shakily?

poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Wanted To Write A Poem For My Children

I WANTED TO WRITE A POEM FOR MY CHILDREN

I wanted to write a poem for my children
And tell them how much I love them
And care for them
And how much goodness and blessing
They have given me
And how grateful I am to them
And how much I love them
And how I worry for them
And pray to God
To help them have lives of goodness and blessing
I wanted to write a poem for my children
So that if and when I am not here
They will have the thought and memory of me
In such a way as to strengthen themselves
I want to help my children
In my death as in my life
I do not know if that is possible
I will hurt them by dying
I may hurt them worse by being sick for a long time
I pray to God
They will be alright without me
I pray to God
They will have families of their own
I pray to God they will have lives of goodness and blessing
And love their children and be blessed by them
As I have been loved and blessed by mine.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The World You Live In

Joe and suzie melson
May the world you live in bring the good life
That grows sweeter as it mellows with time
May the world you live in be a world love lives in
A love like your love and mine
May the children you bear bring contentment
As you guide them with your gentle hand
May you know all the things true love can bring
Between a woman and a man
May the dreams that you build always be filled
Keep the love shining in your eyes
If the bad times or the sad times ever come to you
Let this man be the one that you always turn to
May the seasons of your life touch you gently
And may happiness you always find
May these arms that surround you always be around you
And the world that you live in forever be mine

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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I Don't Think So

I Don't Think So
We've been through this time together
AlI in my mind the love was so alive
Oh I never wanted for another
Then I saw the beginnings of a Iie
Good times and the bad times
Through the good times and the bad times with me
Good times and the bad times
Yeah I wonder why I never see
Good times and the bad times
Oh maybe there was always something wrong
Good times and the bad times
Did l wait too long
Chorus:
You said you'd love me for all of your life
I don't think so
Through the best of the best and the worst of the times
I don't think so
You said the world was a beautiful place
l don't think so
You swore the love was perfectly sale
I don't think so
People can only stay together
If in their hearts they know they can say what's on their minds
Would you say
Good times and the bad times
If it can't really be then I gotta move on
Good times and the bad times
Is it really time
Chorus: (repeat)
Said the check's in the mail and the maiI's on time
I don't think so
Said out of touch ain't out of mind
I don't think so
Couldn't live without me, and that's a fact
I don't think so
Love is real and it's not an act
I don't think so
Come on
Good times and the bad times
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
Baby our love was a beautiful thing
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
You said you'd love me for all of your life
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
Through the best of the best and the worst of times
I don't think so
l don't think so baby oh baby oh baby come on
I don't think so
The love was right but the loving was wrong

song performed by by Hall & Oates
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I Pray To You- I Know Nothing Else

I PRAY TO YOU / I KNOW NOTHING ELSE

I pray to You
I know nothing else
Only You can help
In that which means the most.

The world wants strength in faith
'The worst are full of passionate intensity.'
But I have only my dream and my need
And with it my doubt and question.

Oh God-
You have so many stronger servants than I
And my feeble lines-
Help us nonetheless I pray.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Chronicles Of Life And Death

You come in cold,
You're coverd in blood
There all so happy you've arrived
The doctor cuts your cord,
Hands you to your mom
She sets you free into this world
And where do you go
With no destination,
No map to guide you
Wouldn't you know
That it doesn't matter;
We all end up the same
These are the chronicals of lifeand death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives,
As fictional as they may seem
You come in this world,
And you go out just the same
Today could be the best day of your life
And money talks,
In this world
Thats what idiots will say
But you'll find out
That this world
Is just an idiots parade
Before you go,
You've got some questions,
And you want answers
But now your old,
Cold, covered in blood,
Right back to where you started from
These are the chronicals of life and death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives,
As fictional as they may seem
You come in this world,
And you go out just the same
Today could be the best day of
today could be the worst day of
today could be the last day of your life
These are the chronicals of life and death and everything between
These are the stories of our lives,
As fictional as they may seem
You come in this world,
And you go out just the same
Today could be the best day of
Today could be the worst day of
Today could be the last day of your life
Its your life
Your life

song performed by by Good Charlotte
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Life Is Uncertain- And Because Of This

LIFE IS UNCERTAIN

Life is uncertain-
And because of this we live in anxiety and fear-

The strong shape the future as best they can
But even they cannot overcome all Time and Circumstance-

Life is uncertain-

Writing a poem is not knowing where it will end
Or the way a line should be stressed
Or whether it’s writer is right to write this now.

Life is uncertain
In the smallest and in the greatest things-

Our life our death-
What will be with our loved ones-

If some of us pray to God so strongly
It is also because we need help with that uncertainty –

Lonely as we are
Afraid as we are
Uncertain as we are-

We pray to God
To help us make our way wisely
In this uncertain world.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Despair

I have experienc'd
The worst, the World can wreak on me--the worst
That can make Life indifferent, yet disturb
With whisper'd Discontents the dying prayer--
I have beheld the whole of all, wherein
My Heart had any interest in this Life,
To be disrent and torn from off my Hopes
That nothing now is left. Why then live on ?
That Hostage, which the world had in it's keeping
Given by me as a Pledge that I would live--
That Hope of Her, say rather, that pure Faith
In her fix'd Love, which held me to keep truce
With the Tyranny of Life--is gone ah ! whither ?
What boots it to reply ? 'tis gone ! and now
Well may I break this Pact, this League of Blood
That ties me to myself--and break I shall !

poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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The Heart Of Joy

DEAR, do you sigh that your love may not stay with you,
Laugh with and play with you,
Weep with and pray with you,
All his life through?
Think, O my heart, if you never had found me,
Crept through the cere-clothes the world has wound round me,
What would you do?

Wide is the world, and so many would sigh for you,
Long for and cry for you,
Weep for and die for you,
You being you.

I only I, am the man you could sigh for,
Live for and suffer for, sorrow and die for,
Twenty lives through.

Think! Had I missed you! The world was so wide for us,
Traps on each side for us,
Nothing as guide for us,
Yet I and you
Found Life's great treasure, the last and the first, love;
Life's little things, Time and Space, do their worst, love!
What, after all, can they do?

poem by Edith Nesbit
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I Write To Write To Write

I WANT TO WRITE TO WRITE TO WRITE

I write to write to write-
A poem must be more than a straining against Emptiness-
A poem must be more than making a name.
A poem should be food for the heart and soul and mind
It should make us feel the world with new love
It should make us want to live more and more
A poem should make us love life
It should be written for its readers
And not for its poet alone
A poem should make us want to be in this world
In greater beauty and greater love.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Chronicals Of Life And Death

[Verse 1:]
You come in cold,
Your covered in blood.
They're all so happy you've arrived.
The doctor cuts your cord.
Hands you to your mom.
She sets you free into this life.
And where do you go with no destination, no map to guide you.
Wouldn't you know that it doesn't matter, we all end up the same.
[Chorus:]
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the best day of your life.
[Verse 2:]
And money talks in this world, thats what idiots will say.
but you'll find out that this world is just an idiots parade.
Before you go, you've got some questions.
And you want answers.
But now your old, cold, covered in blood, right back to where you started from.
[Chorus:]
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the worst day of your life.
[Chorus:]
But these are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
You come in this world, and you go out just the same.
Today could be the best day of,
Today could be the worst day of,
Today could be the last day of your life.
It's your life, your life.

song performed by by Good Charlotte
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Surviving

It seems when every thing is going good
Suddenly everything goes as worst as it possibly could
Why is this world so hateful
For the things that are good in life we should be grateful
People tell you, you should not take things for granted, but what if there is nothing good in life to take granted for
Then what, what are those people supposed to do, those people that just want food and nothing more
Life is hard and life is ruff
To survive you must be tough
If only people knew what some people have to go through
Then they to will see the world like they see it too

poem by Teresa Sykes
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I Had No Poem /I Had Nothing In Mind

I HAD NO POEM

I had no Poem
I had nothing in mind
Darkness in the world
Darkness inside.

I tried to think
I could not write
Darkness in the world
Darkness inside.

I repeated my theme
Again and again
Darkness in the world
Silence, no friend.

I try and I try
I need to write
A Poem is for me
A sign of Life.

What will be?
Will I ever know?
I write these words
Dawn so slow.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Every Day Begins Another Poem

Every day begins another poem
Whose words we do not know
Until twilight is done.

In the darkness far away
When night rules our soul
Hidden chapters are written
And Fear has a name.

What the world is
What the poem is
What life is
Mystery is also.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Hate...

I hate,
hate that I can't trust
I hate,
hate that I must lie because they'd rather believe I'm fine.

I hate,
hate who I've been.
I hate,
hate to make decisions.

I hate,
hate that I can't hate those I should.
I hate,
hate my life.

I hate,
hate that I can't die.
I hate,
hate to live in fear and hate.

I hate,
hate my uncertainty.
I hate,
hate the lies people tell me.

I hate,
hate that I believe.
I hate,
hate those that wish their lives were mine.

I hate,
hate all emotion that's mine.
I hate,
hate that I need others.

I hate,
hate my own d*mn incompetence.
I hate,
hate that there's so much to hate.

poem by Dama Tristeza
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Bloody Eyes (Sonnet)

Deep in the darkness horrors lurk
Horrors of a homophobic racist jerk
Horrors of a life destroyed by family
Horrors of person who wanders idly
In the darkness there is no hope
For he has wrapped his neck with that rope
He is prejudice and mean to others
But to me he is like my only brother

I love that jerk to pieces, he can be so kind
I love his bravery, his intuitive mind
But in his darkness I see such pain
He thinks in life there is nothing to gain
My wonderfully horrible cousin doesn’t cry
Instead I see a trickle of blood in his eye

poem by Lenore Lee
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