Shadow Walker
serious man crisis passing
eyes emotions conflicted
red rims pain pass etched
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Pain Was Etched
The pain was etched
Into his face
By every swing of his hammer
Every quiver of muscle
On his body vibrated with pain
The pain was accompanied
By the mental and spiritual exhaustion
Of worries about his family and bills
That could not be paid
His mind body and spirit
Were loaded with pain
Like a train hauling coal
Through the WV mountainside
That appeared to have no end
The only thing clearer
Than the pain
Etched into his face
Was the pride and dignity
That he had purchased
With every dropp of sweat
That he had bled
poem by Brian Kilpatrick
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Hostage Crisis
Who is a hostage
What is the crisis
Who is there
To solve this.
I am here
In this world
And I am in crisis
It is your world
It is you
Who solve my crisis.
The crisis of
Identification
The crisis of
Beautification
The crisis of
Unification
The crisis of
Liberation.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Crisis King
If youre inclined to complain
It doesnt matter, hes got greater pain
Any crisis takes its toll
Then hell get down, let the bad times roll
Youll never go down fighting
Youll just go down
The crisis king is mighty
In a crisis showdown
The sole provision he needs to live
Is what he can take, hes got nothing
To give
Youll never go down fighting
Youll just go down
The crisis king is mighty
In a crisis showdown
song performed by by Helmet
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Like the seaweed that clings to each other after each passing boat separates them, so too a family will come together with the passing of each crisis.
Perceptions
At what cost,
Did you manage to keep your balloon afloat?
At whose expense,
Is that smile upon your face...
Permanently etched,
Not to show a trace of fear.
At what cost,
Did you manage to keep your balloon afloat?
Who kept the clouds away from your shine?
And...
How is this happening all the time,
When I am certain what you see does not exist.
Who did you listen to that convinced you to do this?
And how high is that balloon you see flying?
At what cost,
Did you manage to keep your balloon afloat?
At whose expense,
Is that smile upon your face...
Permanently etched,
Not to show a trace of fear.
Just how near or far are you,
From my own learned perceptions?
And sometimes confused and conflicted by deception.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It is popular to call it a crisis of the Western world. It is in fact a crisis of the whole world. Communism, which claims to be a solution of the crisis, is itself a symptom and an irritant of the crisis.
quote by Whittaker Chambers
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Passing On Pain To The Next One In Line 5.17.2008
Pain is a strange companion, according to Charlotte
Bronte pain is a scorpion to be squeezed in the hand
until it goes numb so as to deaden the pain that does
not go away by itself
Doesn’t matter how I order my life, I have to traverse
cycles of pain, for energy we have to eat, when I eat
I am ill, when I don’t the pain goes away, as well as
the power to survive
Balancing between waxing and waning cycles of pain,
we chose our lives before we were born, my soul chose
suffering to understand life, the pain of people who seem
so arrogant
But underneath hearts are burning with feelings aflame,
emotions sprouting from scarring thoughts destroying
perspective and life, bewildered eyes chilling my soul,
hardened mouths
Turned into stone, ostensibly people are active and happy,
but underneath they are shrinking away, assigning blame in
loathing of self and rejection of life, seeking compensation in
passing on pain
To the next one in line…
poem by Margaret Alice
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The Wind
The wind has taken you
You're free finally at peace
So still you lie
Leaving your cares behind
The pain is gone
Gone with the spirit in your eyes
Now you're wandering around
Above us
Looking downward
As we cry
You've flown into the wind
Escaping all the hurt within
Took to
To the sky
Leaving the world behind
So young to die
How could you let it all pass you by
And to the wind go so many dreams
That you held inside
Now you're just a memory
Burning in my mind
So young to die
How could you let life pass you by
And now you'll never know I loved you
And now you'll never know I cared
I really loved you
And now you'll never know
You'll only fade
Into the wind
song performed by by Mariah Carey from Emotions
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Is This Call Pain
standing here across the see
the sea waves crash the rocks and end in the end
the clouds passing by and get over again
a day end with no coming back again
i wander to my self why my pain will never end
see new life coming and never come the same again
see old man dying and never line again
year in life passing by and never come again
i ask my self why my pain never leave me
why my pain never end
is it me the pain
is what i am made of the pain
suffer and endure all my life
what i am mistaking
nails tear my heart
evil wispier in my ears
healing is never use to me
Gods healing useless any more
every thing end except pain
every thing is false except pain
pain of my heart pain of my soul
i am living with pain i am the pain
poem by Aryabod Siharyvani
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Days And Nights Go By (by R.b.)
days and nights go by
like friends and lovers
merely passing by us
not stopping not staying
know by now, life is
like that, too, merely
passing by, not staying,
pilgrims, yes, days
and nights are pilgrims,
always passing by,
not staying,
night not blacking out
day, not exploding
yes, just passing by
like poems that you
read, that you pass
by, and then we
begin again, we pass
again, not stopping
not staying, sometimes
not even glancing.....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Jutting
Jutting!
Like projectiles upward,
To reach.
These granite slabs.
Fading.
Many with diminished descriptions.
And many more standing,
With non-exisiting to read...
Once carefully etched,
Epitaphs.
Jutting upward in row upon row,
To lay surrounded by manicured grass.
Fenced within cemetery quietness,
As if to appease the dead...
In a foreverlasting sleep and unknown.
Bleached these slabs are from Sun,
And the rain that comes...
To wash away that which had been engraved,
On the headstones of those death has silenced.
And I walk along to wonder,
Who the many forgotten were.
Those whose ashes have long ago turn to dust.
Those who once lived.
Now below the ground...
Hushed!
Can their spirits see me pass?
Do they know I walk to wonder of their past?
Are they aware like I am...
That life is not to live to last?
They must.
Can their spirits see me pass,
And laugh to find my thoughts amusing?
Or have their spirits long gone,
To adapt and be freed from life's trappings?
Heartaches. Sorrows. Physical pain...
And having no cash.
I pass and 'feel' their spirits laughing.
Jutting!
Like projectiles upward,
To reach.
These granite slabs.
Fading.
Many with diminished descriptions.
And many more standing,
With non-exisiting to read...
Once carefully etched,
Epitaphs.
And here I am in the moment,
Living...
To witness this.
And to wonder.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Embrace The Healing Powers Of Love
why is it
so many women
who hate
men with anger
passion intensified
have shadows
empty etched
into souls
in pain residue?
strange same
phenomena is
pattern etched
into hating
males also
a life tragedy
lost souls
in both sexes
need to
learn to embrace
the healing powers
of love love love
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Wretched heart, distraught,
redesigned emotions, signed
etched, sketched twin lips taut.
(26 February 2010)
haiku by Jonathan Robin (26 February 2010)
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Until Later
I count the passing of the days.
with tears that mark the grey veils task,
and note life’s sad and passing ways
which called my mother home at last.
I find in me the weight of lead
My soul too slow to flee earth's drag
And think of words your heart had said
knowing time apart does lag.
Yet in your promise much is told
And through memories, new portraits etched
That those who knew your loving soul
Saw reflected in you...Heaven stretched.
Now I sit upon the rivers edge
oft thinking of the other side.
And make a solemn hopeful pledge
That someday with you I'll abide.
Hurt is often carings cost.
I accept the heartache, endure pain.
Knowing that which this realm has lost,
has now become sweet Heavens gain..
poem by Perry Biggerstaff
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Pass You By
She was like nothing I'd ever known
Her eyes shine like diamonds in a field of snow
Man. that destiny led her to me
Made her feel that life was now complete
A thousand days have passed
And nights gone by
You can see the glow slowly fading from her eyes
Though she denies her pain and her dismay
Know I said this to her anyway
Don't have to stay with someone that makes you cry
You'll end up killing all the love you have inside
Can't hope to see the sun
If you don't open your eyes
Girl don't let real love pass you by
Ooh oh no
Ooh don't let real love pass you by
I know you are nervous
But take it from me
Cause you deserve so much more than you receive
Listen to your heart and let it show
Don't hold on to your pain
Just let it go
song performed by by Boyz II Men from Nathan Michael Shawn Wanya
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Raven Black
flowers etched in glass
their bloom immortalized,
their frangrance a frozen promise
never tested hence never broken....
flowers etched in glass
their couplets monogamous prophets
suspended in impotent fidelity
never lured hence never wavered
flowers etched in glass
paragons of worth
my reflection amidst them
human, tarnished, raven black
poem by Wardha Jawdat
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Grieving Like A Fulsome Song
Grieving like a fulsome song
Harps the exit of the loved
Wreaths will curtain on the pane
As with pain the loser sighs
Mournful irony will quip
That his loss is disguised boon
Lesser pain perhaps, but this?
We must let him still to weep
He will cry and rent the air
Quarreling with God or fate
Asking why it must be him
Puzzle no one can resolve
Quizzes of the same allure
Leaved etched lines above the eyes
Raised and stoic like the priest's
Causing one to age with speed.
poem by Samuel Nze
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I understand that it's hard for everyone, but one cannot give in to emotions... we'll have to draw lessons from the current crisis and now we'll have to work on overcoming it.
quote by Boris Yeltsin
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Cry For You
Your eyes are glistening with unshed tears
I've watched you grow through all these years
I can't comfort you, I don't know how
Though I wish to stop your pain right now
You're tears are refused their right to shed
Your thoughts are locked inside your head
You are imprisoning all of your emotions
I watch you just going through the motions
Water from my eyes begins to dropp
Because I can't make your pain stop
You won't show weakness, you'd prefer to be dead
So during your pain, your tears for you I'll shed
poem by Lenore Lee
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Grieving Like a Fulsome Song
Grieving like a fulsome song
Harps the exit of the loved
Wreaths will curtain on the pane
As with pain the loser sighs
Mournful irony will quip
That his loss is disguised boon
Lesser pain perhaps, but this?
We must let him still to weep
He will cry and rent the air
Quarreling with God or fate
Asking why it must be him
Puzzle no one can resolve
Quizzes of the same allure
Leaved etched lines above the eyes
Raised and stoic like the priest's
Causing one to age with speed.
poem by Samuel Munachim
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