Humanity Have Got Lost
Mosques are ruined
Churches destroyed
Castles, thousands and thousands years lasting a huge culture ruined destroyed Ah for the sake of human being greed
Alas for what are all these harmful deeds
When the humanity will find a little bit peace
As long as within hearts the brutality for the sake of stillness will survive
As long as the insensibly of human being will allow him to harm his fellow man for a bit of bread
As long as the pities are frozen to kill innocent children
Ah those innocent kids their hunger and their poor tears never will find an end
Ah those bloody tears of poor mothers when will find an end
Alas my fellow man as long as you don't have a pity
As long as the brutally of your heart allows you to kill your fellow man
The peace is lost
Alas humanity have got lost.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Between Life And War
Stood there alone between life and war
What can more destroy more than the fear of war
The ability of realization is lost behind the woes of war
Unbearable aches the sounds of guns and else....
Just we were never have been there
The peace was our country's name
What have happened to us
Who did all these deadlines
Lies melted with abject plans
Destroyed our lives
We were happy family before beginning the games of the guns
I can't name those things which are made by the man to kill his fellow man
I don't want to die
I still have dreams
I don't want my fellow man to be killed
I deny to see more and more tears
Happiness deserted our lives
Heart destroying things old man's tears
Children's hunger and their innocent glances filled with fear
The miserable war is running like a devil all around swiftly rending vows of death,
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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A Bit Of The Light
I'm not perfect i'm a human
Who sometimes feels strong and says i can
While the judging eyes embrace my strength
At my weakness sometimes i feel a pain
I'm not glad to say that i lie
But i confess that's not nice
But i'm not perfect i'm a human..
....
I'm not perfect i'm a human
The perfection no one has ever got
The perfection means the God
It's one of the eternal beauties of my God
But as long as l survive l know that i'll try to do
And i'll give my best sacrifice
May i can be a candle to light other's dark
That makes me feel satisfied
What a lucky is that who can leave footprints when he's gone
The one who can make a change
To make the world a better place for my fellow man
....
What a precious and a lucky is the one who can sacrifice his time for the hospitality of the humanity
Those noble heroes never die
Those who give never die
Eternally their names at the sky bright shines
....
The poverty and the wars are surrounded all the world
May the justice and love of God guides all the humanity to the road of light
May never earthly things enslaved your minds
With the love and forgiveness may you seek freedom and the peaceful delights
No one ever will find the freedom and the peace
While snatching away other's right to survive
That's not fair for the sake of God..
I'm not a perfect one i'm not a beast
I'm just the one who's heart beats
While looking to those crying kids
No one can ban me writing about innocent tears
May I can be a bit of the light among all these darknesses and fears
I'm not a preacher
Not a crown angel with white wings
Just i'm the one who cannot bear to see
The crying doves among the beasts
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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And You're Loved
The smell of the love is in the air
The smell of the love covered everywhere
How It's alike with smell of the colorful magnificent flowers at the spring time
When the green covers everywhere
Even the souls wears green peace
Inspite of all the wars and the fights
Inspite of the cruelly of the humanity's
Still the angels of the love soaring at the sky promising to those with sweet hearts A joyful life
Alas what a shame my brother man
While you're given the chance to love, to forgive, and to give
How can you beat destroy and kill your brother man
Alas my fellow man how can you cause all these pain to your brother man Alas what a shame
Choose the love wherefore you'll arrive with the fight
The love appears to those who have the pure spirit innocence of desires
Those who has the ability to forgive can find the real love
Yet the ability to love is an art
It's a gift from the God
Your world is surrounded with love all around
Catch it as long as you've the chance
God above has gave you the life full of love
It's your choice to keep the love of the people your around
And build for them a home in your heart
It's just your choice to choose to hate or to love
Choose the forgiveness and you'll find the the rest, the peace of the soul
You'll be able to hug the real Love
To love means to forgive
Oh how much you are strange and unfair my fellow man
How do you want the God above to forgive all your sin
When you as the creation of the God are unable to forgive
The little bit fault of your friend
Love and forgive and desire the best to your fellow man
Without the mercy of the love
No one will ever find the peace and joyful life
Only thing that has the ability to complete the emptiness that Stearns within us is the love and just the love
When you can love boundless your fellow man disregarding all the differences and discrimination
When you're ready to love people like the God loves us
When you still can feel the others ache as it's yours
When you can give all the wealth you possess to save someone's life
When with honesty is purified your words
And your steps are strong and your roads are straight
You deserve the paradise of the skies
That's it my friend you are already loved and beloved..
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Alas, Love, Alas
And now i'm dismissed
I don't know what the love is
If there always will be tears
And the souls never will find the peace
Why the lovers had became so cruel and insensible
Who can bear all these
Are these the new rules of the love?
Even the love changed it's face
Alas, love, Alas
If the humanity's cruelty
Even changed your face
Nothing in this world will stay the same
Alas, world, Alas
Step back my soul
let's live in peace alone
While the meaning of real love is missed
How the world can be so unreal
Even the love changed it's face
Alas, Love, Alas
If the Humanity's cruelty
Even changed your face
Alas, world, Alas
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The Song Of Mankind
If human fails to help humanity..
Who will think for humanity
With a feeling of li’l sympathy
Won’t be a matter of indignity…? ? ?
If human fails to help humanity
Who will think for humanity
With a feeling of li’l sympathy
Won’t be a matter of indignity…? ? ?
If human fails to help humanity…..
When a man sells his fellow men..
When a man bids for fellow men..
When a man sells his fellow men..
When a man bids for fellow men..
Uncivilized and uncultured….
Won’t be a matter of indignity? ?
If human fails to help humanity
Who will think for humanity
With a feeling of li’l sympathy
Won’t be a matter of indignity…? ? ?
If human fails to help humanity…
Let us stretch our hands..
To help the needy and poor..
With a feeling of warmth
We can make it sure! ! !
Let us stretch our hands..
To help the needy and poor..
With a feeling of warmth
We can make it sure! ! !
If a man cant be a human…
How would a demon become human? ?
If a man cant be a human…
How would a demon become human? ?
And If a demon becomes human
Won’t be a matter of indignity? ?
(Originally composed in Assamese as ‘Manuhe Manuhor Babe’ by Dr. Bhupen Hazarika)
(Set to original tune)
poem by Kamal Jyoti Borah
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Lines Written At Norwich On The First News Of Peace
What means that wild and joyful cry?
Why do yon crowds in mean attire
Throw thus their ragged arms on high?
In want what can such joy inspire?
And why on every face I meet
Now beams a smile, now drops a tear?
Like longloved friends, lo! strangers greet, . . . .
Each to his fellow man seems dear.
In one warm glow of christian love
Forgot all proud distinctions seem;
The rich, the poor, together rove;
Their eyes with answering kindness beam . . . .
Blest sound! blest sight! . . . . But pray ye pause
And bid my eager wonder cease;
Of joy like this, say, what's the cause?. . . .
A thousand voices answer . . . . 'PEACE!'
O sound most welcome to my heart!
Tidings for which I've sighed for years!
But ill would words my joy impart;
Let me my rapture speak in tears.
Ye patient poor, from wonder free
Your signs of joy I now survey,
And hope your sallow cheeks to see
Once more the bloom of health display.
Of those poor babes that on your knees
Imploring food have vainly hung,
You'll soon each craving want appease, . . . .
For Plenty comes with Peace along.
And you, fond parents, faithful wives,
Who've long for sons and husbands feared,
Peace now shall save their precious lives;
They come by danger more endeared.
But why, to all these transports dead,
Steals yon shrunk form from forth the throng?
Has she not heard the tidings spread?
Tell her these shouts to Peace belong . . . .
'Talk not of Peace, . . . . the sound I hate,'
The mourner with a sigh replied;
'Alas! Peace comes for me too late, . . . .
For my brave boy in Egypt died!'
Poor mourner! at thy tale of grief
The crowd was mute and sad awhile;
But e'en compassion's tears are brief
When general transport claims a smile.
Full soon they checked the tender sigh
Their glowing hearts to pity gave;
But, while the mourner yet was nigh,
They warmly blessed the slaughtered brave: . . . .
And from all hearts, as sad she passed,
This virtuous prayer her sorrow draws: . . . .
'Grant, Heaven, those tears may be the last
That war, detested war, shall cause! . . . .
Oh! if with pure ambition fraught
All nations join this virtuous prayer,
If they, by late experience taught,
No longer wish to slay, but spare, . . . .
Then hostile bands on War's red plain
For conquest have not vainly burned,
Nor then through long long years in vain
Have thousands died and millions mourned.
poem by Amelia Opie
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When The Peace Will Return Back Home
When we learn listening to others voice while they are talking than the peace will come back once again to home
When we learn when to stop talking and when to begin than the peace will come back to home
When we earn the ability of understanding that there always were and are and will always be differences
Among points of views even for the son and his father and that's so normal
People can't kill each other for stupid reasons
When we try to understand nothing is worthy and nothing can be precious than peace and lives
When we can feel the children's heart fear among dead bodies
When we try to look while a woman is beating herself while her house is crushed
What can be precious than lives
But pities are dead
Human being used to kill his fellow man for a loaf of bread
Ah may God awake those dead pities
May the peace once again returns back to home
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Dream Hotel
I deal the cards around
Around the table
Pull up a seat if you are able
Welcome to the dream hotel
If youve been there before
Then youll know it well
I want you to find find yourself
Dont let me down
Let me down
For too long
For too long
Lost in the funhouse
Dolphin blue
Wherever youre going Ill swim and find you
I heard you talkin
Did you whisper my name
Or did you shout it
I want you to find find yourself
Dont let me down
Let me down
For too long
For too long
Oh I want you to find yourself
Oh I want you to find yourself
I hear you chant every other day
Sweet son sweet son
I want you to find yourself
Dont let me down
Let me down
For too long
For too long
Dont let me down
Let me fall
For too long
For too long
song performed by by Texas
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I Believe In Nigeria
With so many battles and killings,
with slim chances of healings.
Our peace has been taking away from us,
and our glory days are far behind us.
Our nation has been torn apart,
by those whose love are from our heart.
With tears runing down our cheek,
with the killings and violence at its peak.
Every where is been flooded by innocent blood,
and our treasure been lost in the mud.
Everyday we live our lives in fear,
with so much pain that we can't bear.
People been nurtured to the highest level of hatred,
and now innocent lives are been affected.
Hatred has given birth to death,
and death taking away our precious life on earth.
With people living their lives in hell,
even when they mean to do well.
Properties are been destroyed everyday,
and thousands of lives are been laid to rest each day.
Is it a crime to be a human? ,
or is it a sin to be a nigerian? .
Is it a cause to crave for peace in our nation? ,
a nation thats moving closer to the point of destruction.
Each day our kneels are planted on the ground in prayers,
to erradicate pains that is been inflited by peace haters.
All i know is that all hope is not lost,
because in the ebullent nigerian spirit i trust.
No matter the trouble we may be going through today,
it will be a testimony we'll say some day.
For every pain that we feel in our heart now,
the peace of heaven will erase it some how.
For every sacrifice we make for the peace of our country,
will go a long way to erase every of our misery.
No matter the level of destruction in our neighbour hood,
i believe one day everything will change for good.
poem by Stanley Oguh
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Ni-Chan’s Dirge For Yen-Oey
SO soon asleep! Now must the coming years
Weep ignorantly their loss they cannot know,
And life miss ever what has never been
We weep to-day, let theirs be sadder tears
Who have not seen thee near as we have seen,
Who shall but learn a hope died long ago.
Alas for flowers untimely winds have broken,
That should have scattered seed of following flowers!
Alas for ruin of unbuilded towers!
Alas for ripening words that die unspoken!
But let them weep with sadder tears than ours
Who shall but learn a hope died long ago,
A world's hope long ago.
poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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Sure My Fellow Man Does
.Who can destroy and harm
Already a destroyed and broken heart
Not an animal not even the evil
'For sure my fellow man does'
How many times I can die
Tell me for you I have gave my trust
I was alone and destroyed
You extended your hands to lift me up
And told me to give you my trust
You were the angel who was came from the heaven above
Tell me for you I gave my trust
The light of my eyes
How a human being can be so cruel to harm
The one who gave him the light of her eyes
'Sure my fellow man does'
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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The Murder Of Humanity
Once there lived two friends,
human and humanity.
human was loving and caring,
while humanity spread peace and brotherhood.
under their friendship tree,
everyone was happy and merry.
in the same world lived Hate and Greed, full of sinister.
very different from all the other.
who were always jealous of human and humanity,
and they tried hard to part the friends
and throw them away in different ends.
the did succeed,
in the heart of human they planted hate-seed.
soon the seed started to rear,
and human was left with no love and care.
it turned furious towards humanity.
all their friendship woes turned into enmity.
hate and greed infected human one after the other.
and made human to commit the murder.
end of peace was marked with the murder of humanity,
in some lost corner is the grave of humanity,
now the world knows only hate, greed and enmity.
She's Gone With The Wind
Will you kill me because I love you to much to ever let go.
A fatal attraction
It's just human interaction
Crushed till complete compaction
A whole heart with subtractions
You define the happiness of my life
A love you till it became an obsession
A life long lesson
Back off I just can't take it any more
I'm completely destroyed
And I control these feelings
Theirs no need to keep score
It's not like I haven't lost before
Will you kill me because I love you to much to ever let go.
A fatal attraction
It's just human interaction
Crushed till complete compaction
A whole heart with subtractions
You define the sadness of my life
A love you with all my passion
A life long lesson
Still I will not give you the satisfaction
Just get away
Let all the memories sail
Let it be a long lost tale
So far nobody I've ever met has even compared to you
Gone with the wind
The person you use to know
He was shot dead
Angry soldier
Raising his flag
Thinking he'd be better off dead
Will you kill me because I love you to much to ever let go
A fatal attraction
It's just human interaction
Crushed till complete compaction
A whole heart with subtractions
You define the happiness of my life
A love you till it became an obsession
A life long lesson
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Alas, So Long!
AH! dear one, we were young so long,
It seemed that youth would never go,
For skies and trees were ever in song
And water in singing flow
In the days we never again shall know.
Alas, so long!
Ah! then was it all Spring weather?
Nay, but we were young and together.
Ah! dear one, I've been old so long,
It seems that age is loth to part,
Though days and years have never a song,
And oh! have they still the art
That warmed the pulses of heart to heart?
Alas, so long!
Ah! then was it all Spring weather?
Nay, but we were young and together.
Ah! dear one, you've been dead so long,—
How long until we meet again,
Where hours may never lose their song
Nor flowers forget the rain
In glad noonlight that never shall wane?
Alas, so long!
Ah! shall it be then Spring weather,
And ah! shall we be young together?
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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From An Eye
From eye it silently dropped
Heart beats as if stopped
What did make me to bother and think?
Why was I upset and slipped to sink?
What makes human heart to bleed?
When fallen to human treachery and greed
When you are forbidden to feed
To a new born but compelled to forbid
It troubled me a lot when I read headlines
It was attracting attention in sidelines
She was there posing me many questions
A big question mark for mother daughter relation
I was innocent like her when raped by relative
Strong disillusionment and resentment to be indicative
A bad phrase never to be appreciated in any form
I was subjected to torture and came in life like storm
She was reminding me of her isolated life
Today she is someone's beautiful wife
With kids and all pleasures at disposal
But alas! Dreamt of my reentry or arrival
I am not at all with peace in mind
How many nights I have cried for her to find?
I only prayed for her safety and long age
To shut self in one place like cage
I am not a dreamer bit not a hard core too
I had always looked forward to explore
Each time I moved ahead but only to fall behind
I feared that everything will be taken as unkind
I shed tears not because I was safe
But I have missed her throughout the dates
Many years have passed and left behind
Now not to remind of me being as blind
I am woman and not made of any strong metal
I have taken years to get down and settle
I am happy to see her column with all eagerness
What a strong relation to reveal and find happiness on face?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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No Peace With The Guns
Seek for the peace within your heart/
Never ask for peace with guns/
Ask for peace at the silence of the nights/
In your prayers you may ask the God/
If you really deserve it you will find/
How can you ask for freedom, for peace/
If you are taking away innocence people's freedom and their peace/
The martyrs mothers are crying bloody tears/
Thousands of children have been killed/
How can you ask for freedom and for your peace/
If you are taking away other's peace/
Their simplest right in this iife
You are taking away their lives/
What there would be left if the main purpose in the life is gone/
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Think For Things
greed you think of things
alas things degenerate
greed you think less of others
alas you tinker with things
greed you think less with sense
alas you kill your neighbour
gree you abhor with your thoughts
alas you make cultures perish
greed you are embodiment of evil
alas unsatiable are are your wants
poem by Venkatesh Ram
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The peace cannot last
The peace cannot last
and it’s already ruined
as if war like a lightning bolt
is looking for a place to strike.
Thousands of my people have been murdered
and somehow humans
have lost their humanity
and have become mad, worse than animals
and blades are sharpened,
there is waited on a moment
to strike at, to kill
and to take the possessions of other people.
Some of my best friends have immigrated
and here I am staying
and what if this thunderbolt now hits me?
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Devil Man And The Humanity
The door of wisdom slightly opened is much better than the widely opened fake world's gate.
And I never imagine to survive happily there
Where things only can be seen with eyes Never can be touched with hands
Never can be felt by hearts
Because they are the deeds of devil man who is pictured out as a man
With his fake deeds some of us somehow may be convicted
Because of his deed's has fake brightness which our eyes will love to watch
He sings songs who's words can't be heard
But its music is so loud can make souls dance upon fires
Without being conscious what the meaning of song words are
They will be tempted with charm of devils crowd
While the devil man celebrates the glory of winnings
Upon dead bodies of innocence people devil man dances proudly somehow
But as well as our pities survive within our hearts
And we have the mercy of God's love inside hearts
Nothing can make us fall apart so far
We all are one
As long as we hold each other hand so tight
As long as we do love and care for our fellow men
The light of love will always glitter there white and bright for protecting all the humanity from devil man!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Actions and Karma
As long as the poor people are hungry,
Narcotic departments of certain countries,
Are active and on their toes.
As long as the poor people starve for food,
The children of rich countries,
Crave for drugs.
As long as the war ridden countries are helpless,
The welfare departments of developed nations,
Have to help their single mothers.
As long as the anemic blood of poor is sucked,
the habits of evolved human beings,
ruin their own happiness.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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