Endless Solitude
My cruel luck, filled with ruined desires
Where are you taking us
Wherefore gazing thus sick eyes
Are you taking us to sweet delights
Or to shattered deep caves?
There where is unknown even
The lie path of light!
There the howling dirges
Are mingled with
mortal pain
To burn up my years to ashes
There where will whistle the rough wind of the life
To pierce my soul with endless solitude
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Unfathomable World
Unfathomable! woeful world,
The constancy
from the pities is lost,
Wherefore insane
soul of mine,
is gazing to find
the peace of life,
Oh, in vain!
Inscrutable mortal world,
Whatfore demanding the cure, for bleeding heart of mine,
Unfathomable!
Treacherous!
Woeful world!
The heart is destroyed,
Howling alone,
How to rejoice
to revive my pain?
Oh, in vain!
You mortality world,
The surges of stormy
shoreless seas,
Have swift away,
my soul's peace,
In your misty ruined rooms,
my love I lost,
And the spirit is,
tottering lean,
In the rough, strained and pale
Oh, in vain!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Sleepless
If I could have you my love
Inside of my heart
How wonderful would be my life
My eyes still are gazing around
Out off the nights
Sleepless since the day that you've gone
Alone is the soul still in mourn
Ruined are my dreams treacherous is my world
Desires are tired and pale
This heart still in grief howeling in vain
Couldn't take off the veil between the life and your pain
Love desires are cradling in frailty of trust
Till the end of the life in solitude will stay this heart,
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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I Am Sick....
I am sick …. The pain I feel.
I am sick…. This must be surreal.
I am sick…. I will not die.
I am sick…. But I must live on with this lie.
I am sick…. It’s not like cancer it’s not that bad.
I am sick… but the say depression goes with this pain I have.
I am sick…. It will never disappear.
I am sick…. My days will go on with the same o’l tear.
I am sick…. That I have thought of taking my pain away.
I am sick…. For that I cannot for the pain must stay.
I am sick… and no one can fix me.
I am sick…. That no one can see.
I am sick…. They believe nothing is wrong with me.
I am sick…. Because of this disease.
I am sick…. Because I beg god please.
poem by Winifred Harkness
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Candy
You open your eyes and I see sunshine
I bathe in the light that you give me
You speak my name it's a symphony
And the magic of life rushes through me
Suggest it and I'll do it
There ain't nothing to it
'Cos it feels so good for me
It's wickedly delicious
I've got my three wishes
And baby when you want me
It's like taking candy from a baby
And it's sweeter than sweet
When you're right here with me
It's like taking candy from a baby
'Cos you do it to me every time
Yes you do
You do it to me every time
I dream of that place and you take me there
Boy, this is love and you're writing the story
When you run your fingers through my hair
Feels like the whole world is turning just for me
I never have to wait
'Cos you reciprocate
Everything I do, yeah
It's wickedly delicious
I've got my three wishes
It almost seems too easy
It's like taking candy from a baby
And it's sweeter than sweet
When you're right here with me
It's like taking candy from a baby
'Cos you do it to me every time
Yes you do
You do it to me every time
It's like taking candy from a baby
And it's sweeter than sweet
When you're right here with me
It's like taking candy from a baby
'Cos you do it to me every time
Sweeter than sweet
Sweeter than sweet
It's wickedly delicious
I've got my three wishes
And baby when you want me
It's like taking candy from a baby
And it's sweeter than sweet
When you're right here with me
It's like taking candy from a baby
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Two Different Worlds
most of the time
people who love each other
take time
to be with each other
holding hands and
hugging
and taking time just
to listen to
sweet nothings
there is something however
which compels me
to create the distance
between us
sometimes to love and
to love truly
one must leave
embrace the wisdom
of solitude
making sacrifices so love
may have
time to grow so that the world
may have its peace
this is us, in two different worlds
gazing between
light years
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Whistle's Dirge
The dog trod the path
Towards the den.
The hunter sounded his whistle
Towards the dog.
The rarefaction and compression
Of the whistle sound,
Like the rustling of forest leaves
And the howling of passing wind,
Journeyed hollow through its ears.
The hunter's whistle sings its dirge,
Sooner, the dog is bathed in blood.
poem by Adeoye Adetoba
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The Path Through The Snow
BARE and sunshiny, bright and bleak,
Rounded cold as a dead maid's cheek,
Folded white as a sinner's shroud,
Or wandering angel's robes of cloud.--
Well I know, well I know
Over the fields the path through the snow.
Narrow and rough it lies between
Wastes where the wind sweeps, biting keen:
Every step of the slippery road
Marks where some weary foot has trod;
Who'll go, who'll go
After the rest on the path through the snow?
They who would tread it must walk alone,
Silent and steadfast--one by one:
Dearest to dearest can only say,
'My heart! I'll follow thee all the way,
As we go, as we go
Each after each on this path through the snow.'
It may be under that western haze
Lurks the omen of brighter days;
That each sentinel tree is quivering
Deep at its core with the sap of spring,
And while we go, while we go,
Green grass-blades pierce thro' the glittering snow.
It may be the unknown path will tend
Never to any earthly end,
Die with the dying day obscure,
And never lead to a human door:
That none know who did go
Patiently once on this path through the snow.
No matter, no matter! the path shines plain;
These pure snow-crystals will deaden pain;
Above, like stars in the deep blue dark,
Eyes that love us look down and mark.
Let us go, let us go,
Whither heaven leads in the path thro' the snow.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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In Woes
Surrounded by havens dreary dirges, I cry,
Yet, this time won't hide, ruined is my heart,
Evaporated all my sweet desires,
Cradling upon blooded wounds of mine, my loved ones,
Once, the time, with its feet is passing upon my wounds humbling by,
Once, the ones, those who were my dearest, with smiling faces shaking their hands and passing by,
Far away in pain my eyes are crying woes
Insatiable, haters revive from my pain,
Pale, feeble, ah shivery heart of mine,
Your pain has became, your lovers hearts happy companion,
At the extreme corner of loneliness I'm broken,
Solitude was my peaceful home, since long whiles,
But the peace has gone away of my life and mortality covered all around,
Yet, this time I don't want to hide my woes,
My tears are moaing alone misty are constancy roads
Inside my heart storms are howling by
Where can I go to whom I can tell my woes
No one can cease my pain now
No one is so dear when you're broken alone
People are selfish
Innoceny has deserted our world
People can see what is good for them to see
No one takes a bit while even for looking if the wounded one is dead or still alive
May she's in need of a smile
Alas, what is wrong with life?
Is it about life all people are changed?
Ah pities are dead
Around me people wearing colored masks
Fake are their smiles
The greed and selfishness have stolen their hearts
With their limited, minds they're happy for what they are?
Liars pray happily inside their temples
They thank their God for being deprived from having a heart!
But their God is their dead pities which is the slave of devil,
Oh poor ones, how can you create a God for your own sakes,
Just to serve your nasty purposes!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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How can you sleep like sleeping?
You can not ever sleep like sleeping
Only seeing in the deep and endless sky
Taking deep sigh and drinking poison
With your all arrogance and pride high
In your eyes I see the waves of the ocean
Making low and high tides with the sound
Of roaring and with a raw burning, the Pacific
Left calm less and to raise trouble ruffled
Writhing with unbearable pain heart and spleen
How can you sleep like sleeping?
When you close your eyes you see the bird
Can not fly with an arrow pierced the heart
On the ground helpless lie, when you open
Your eyes, see, pain has been washed away
By the little drops of the dew of the night.
The more unknown becomes the world,
The known face moves strange around.
From the wounds blood still dripping
How can you sleep like sleeping?
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Alone
Open your heart for those
Their heart are sweetened with love
Pour them to your heart
Let them there to fill your heart With hop
and sweet desires
Nothing but love can take away your lone
Summer days once again came,
Alas, in vain full of pain
Unfortunately through vainly dirges
Summer days have passed alone
Leaving here all their pain
The loneliness still surrounded my heart
Every time when my best friend night
comes out He takes away my loneliness
even for a whiles
What stays there when the love is gone
The loneliness the shadows of smiles
The memories are gazing around
One by one are chasing each other
With woeful laughter and cry Cradling
upon the fire of my heart
Those heart desires with smiling faces
Mockingly are shaking their hands Ending
up there somewhat somewhere
The days are long when you're alone
Nothingness became the miserable
empire here and there, everywhere
Emptiness is the handsome prince of my
soul.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Still Burning...
As if my life isn't ruined enough because of you
Why do you continue to make it a living hell?
Now if you even loved me or not
Is still a mystery as well.
It's too hard to tell.
But I feel like I'm burning in hell.
You'll never know
How much pain you caused me.
I'm glad you're gone.
I'm fine if you just let me be.
We had something.
Once upon a time.
But,
Were you really mine?
No.
You never belonged to me.
You never cared.
You never could see.
We were never meant to be.
Now it's finally over.
I'm glad what we had
Was simply shattered on the floor.
Why don't you just take your things
And walk out the door?
Never come back.
I'm done with all this shit.
I'm not taking back my words.
I meant every one of them.
So I never want to see you again.
I don't even want to be your friend.
Go away;
Just leave me here to burn in my own personal hell on earth.
It's not like you care.
I never had you.
I always shared.
Now you're with her.
Have a happy life.
And leave me out of it.
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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Nature Of Life Journey
Walking in the air, stepping in the wind
should we believe we are flying?
Shattered glass or it will be broken
Do we feel the same thing inside?
If we draw a pictures with different color hues
Will we understand the abstract we have done?
Sometimes we flying not with wings but dreams
Sometimes we broken, always come with a lot of reasons
Also always a lot of reasons to make us to stay calm
It's all just in life abstract drawing we need to see clear thing
Like when anger in soul keep burning all the trust of anything
Fueling by the pain and consuming all innocent dreams
Will be someday we regret as nothing left, but just the ashes
Ashes of something from something beautiful we dream
Could be the ashes just a special life made for one day
For fertilizing soil of hope and grow the remaining new life
Like a tree to find source of sunlight to green all my days
Lot of reasons to fall but i must grow toward light
And my root deeper to earth gravity of life reality
One day i will be stronger to face harsh wind
Walking in the air, stepping in the wind
Flying? yes we can, I believe we can
we can flying when spirit is our wings
poem by Unwritten Soul
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The Ride
I hope you know why
Youre taking me for a ride
Im taking it on the chin
Protecting the parts where the angers been
When its deep inside
And each day my hope subsides
Its killed by your reasons why
Chalking it up to fate
Whats to become of the injured hate
When it wont die
Chorus:
And though Id like to sail away
Your eyes just drag me down
Into another stormy day
So Ive got to get away
Someday Ill realize
Why you wouldnt be my bride
I wish you could take the hit
cause your luck becomes what you make of it
But you have to try
And though Id like to sail away
Your eyes just drag me down
Into another lonely day
Wont you save me
Im taking it on the chin
Protecting the parts where the angers been
When its deep inside
Chorus
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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Ah, Lover's goodbye!
Ah lover's goodbye!
How hard to discribe! .
With every separation the love vibrates in the memory of time
With them shivers lifeless tears of the hearts.
Oh shoreless hearts,
Your delights have taken flight
With them fled away youth's gently maden desires.
Your sweet kisses fled with pale constancy of love,
While the hands of lovers get apart
The angels of heaven begin to cry above
Moaing vainy dirges
Sweet memories soon turn onto frown fire flames
With every mention of past to burn up woeful lovers hearts
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The Boy with Fire in His Eyes
The boy with fire in his eyes
Stands there waiting.
It is his soul inside;
It keeps him standing.
And if ever the fire goes out,
He will freeze in the cold.
It is his heat
And all that keeps him living.
Or if it never is put to use,
It will consume him;
He will burn to the ground
His ashes left behind.
But if the fire blazes,
If kindled, kept and carried,
If the boy with fire in his eyes
Finds life inside that fire,
His fire will light the world,
Will pierce the mist,
A fire to drive the dark away
Forever and ever more.
poem by Daniel Nairn
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Wolf's Eyes
Wolves eyes...
are the most beautiful eyes
to look into.
What do you see
when you look
in those shimmering eyes
filled with fright?
You will see eyes
filled with fright and pain
for her little one's death.
What do you hear
in her sweet howl?
You will hear her howling
in pain because
her little one is gone forever.
If you look...
in her eyes filled
with fright and pain
you will see a wolf
who needs our desperate help.
If you listen...
to her howl
you will hear
her desperate cry for help
that will never come
her way again.
poem by Jinx Natta
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Golden years (Lyrics)
Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Look at that sky, life's begun
Nights are warm and the days are young
Come get up my baby
There's my baby, lost that's all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
Golden years, golden years whop whop
Come get up my baby
Last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings, angel
Come get up my baby
In walked luck and you looked in time
Never look back, walk tall, act fine
Come get up my baby
I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold
Golden years, golden years whop whop
Come get up my baby
Some of these days, and it won't be long
Gonna drive back down where you once belonged
In the back of a dream car twenty foot long
Don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart
Doing all right, but you gotta get smart
Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh lord
I believe all the way
Come get up my baby
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows, run for the shadows in these golden years
There's my baby, lost that's all
Once I'm begging you save her little soul
Golden years, golden years whop whop
Come get up my baby
Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel
Come get up my baby
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years
I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years.
poem by Satan's Sibling
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The Lover's Debt
Never again feeble soul to fall,
One more time in life,
Those misty roads of love,
Alone in the rough,
Ruined is the soul.
The soitude may heal,
My wounds and all my heart tears,
May revive the love fears,
Away from love,
May I can survive,
The strain and the pain,
Love ruined in vein,
All that behind left,
After the brackish love is went,
The pain through the vein, and this is the lover's debt,
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Requiem of Solemn
The night when I closed my eyes; I caressed the nightly skies,
but the stars had a toll on my heart, their light dimmed since the nightly start.
But the twinkle of spring melody henceforth sweet serenity played out as night went on;
erasing my existence before the dawn.
I lost all hope, all essence of this forth convalescence.
My soul weakens at sight of the morning star, but my dreams rest on that lowly cloud afar.
Do I dare to wake and let my soul devour, or shall I stay to rest my final hour?
That music once again played that sweet melody, a simple chord just for me.
But how sweet the sound was, it dragged my soul down again;
I'm left standing in front of my worldly sin.
I'm stuck with a choice, shall I choose Limbo or Hell, but another calling echoes forth to tell.
This voice of reason whom to know, such familiar tone it had bestow.
A vision appeared before my eyes; t'was I whom was yet to've died.
'Have no fear.' He said in jest. But how can I when I'm at rest?
I am mesmerized by this soulless voice, figures like myself who dances and rejoice.
I saw him reach into my breast, grabbing forth my heart as he laughed in jest.
Ripping it out for me to see; bearing my soul, now cast into the moonlit sea.
But as I gaze to wonder the woe of my humanity, surely it's not enough to judge my sanity.
I look before the pass of where I stand, just gazing out onto this misty land.
I feel the beating of my heart as it rested in my palm; it shattered into black sand as the wind be calm.
The ground before me quaked before giving way, shown a dark black pit with no sign of day.
An arm reached out as it grabbed my hand, taking me now into a hellish land.
I am dragged down into this darkened abyss, with the vision of my lowly self amiss.
He reached into my breast once more. Taking with him, my dreamful lore.
Fear whelmed me as I closed my eyes; I caressed once more the nightly skies,
but the stars had a toll on my heart, their light dimmed since the nightly start.
I woke from my slumber with a hole in my chest, insanity held me as I laid to rest.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Well Done O Cruel Well Done - Original By Rabindranath Tagore
Well done O Cruel well done
Burn my heart please do burn
If I don't burn my incense
It doesn't emit fragrance
If I don't lit up my lamp
It gives no light in my camp
Well done O Cruel well done
Burn my heart please do burn
When I don't miss you so much
And life is so hard
Then your harmful touch becomes
Your sweetest reward
In fascination and shame
I can't see you so hard game
Please set afire my darkness
By thunderbolts of sadness
Well done O Cruel well done
Burn my heart please do burn
poem by Asif Andalib
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