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Run
To where?
Run
To what?
Run
But why?
When all around
Is heart ache and pain
Shouts and cries
Tears and grief.
Run
To home
For comfort
But why?

poem by Thamer Mager
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Ache, Ache, Ache

Stay calm
Put your mask of indifferent
Stay in control
You have gone through the worse

Stand tall
Throw the pain to the wall
Spread the smile
Even to deceive a little longer

Before it consumes you
And ache, ache, ache
Before it defeat you
With ache, ache, ache
Whisper you to break
For ache, ache, ache
Pushing you to the world
Full ache, ache, ache

Keep moving
Your body needs the adrenaline
Keep struggling
You don't want to end here

Glare angrily
It's better than being a hopeless
Act strongly
Do not let it weakens your will

Because it starts throbbing
An ache, ache, ache
Because you don't need pity
Though ache, ache, ache
They waiting you to fall
By ache, ache, ache
And wish you to slowly die
In ache, ache, ache

Focus on your duty
Forget other unnecessary mind
Carry your burden
Even you have to endure it forever

Brace the inevitable
Never let anything get you down
Give up is losing
Whatever left for you to own

But it keeps reminding you
Till ache, ache, ache
But it rounds you to the corner
To ache, ache, ache
You don't know where comes
This ache, ache, ache
And how to stop or numb
The ache, ache, ache

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Little Cowboys Cry

(monte thomas)
Theres a little boy on his knees beside his bed
With a cowboy hat upon his bowed head
Tryin to keep the tears in his eyes
And his heart breaks as the little cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries
He says God forgive me please
I didnt want my daddy to leave
And I promise to be good this time
But his heart breaks as the little cowboy cries
Theres another heart in pain outside his door
His momma heard him cry as she walked the floor
Her love for his daddy has died
And her heart breaks as her little cowboy cries
As her cowboy cries
She says God forgive me please
I know I made him leave
But the pain will go away in time
But her heart breaks as her little cowboy cries
In a smoky little bar way downtown
His daddy is drinkin whiskey down
Tryin to kill the pain he feels inside
And his heart breaks as his little cowboy cries
And his cowboy cries
He says God forgive me please
I know I had to leave
Things havent been good for a long, long time
And his heart breaks as his little cowboy cries
As his cowboy cries
As his cowboy cries
As his cowboy cries
As his cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries
As the cowboy cries

song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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When A Mother Cries

When a mother cries,
Her tears stab at her daughter’s heart
As they plummet to the floor

When a mother cries
Her daughter cries too
She cries because she does not know what is wrong
She cries because she can’t get rid of her mother’s pain
She cries most of all because she loves her mother

When a daughter cries because her mother cries
Her mother cries more
She cries because her pain has hurt her daughter
She cries because she does not want to see her daughter cry because of her
She cries most of all,
Because she loves her daughter

Once the tears have ceased however,
What remains is love
The love forever shared between a mother and a daughter

poem by Portia Lane
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A Daughter Cries

when a mother cries
her tears stab at her daughter's heart
as they plummet to the floor

when a mother cries
he daughter cries too
because her heroine is wounded and she doesn't know how or why
she cries because she cannot rid her mother of the pain
she cries most of all because she loves her mother

when a daughtrr cries because her mother cries,
her mother cries more
because her weakness has hurt her child
she cries because it hurts to know she's the cause of her daughter's tears.
she cries most of all because she loves her daughter

one the tears have ceased however
love remains
the love forever shared between a mother and her daughter

poem by Portia Lane
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This Is who I Am

Theres heart-ache where these tears come from. Attached to them a life time of hurts caused by too many hopes gone awry.

Theres heart-ache buried so deep in this heart that its hard to seperate where the heart-ache ends and anger begins.

Anger strong enough to break through any kind of heart-ache.

Anger that paralyzes the heart to stone. Making it unbreakable to any heart-ache. Making it unbreakable for those that cause that heart-ache.

coupled with that anger is regrets and self-pity.

Drowning in them but at sinful piece.

This is what i'm used to.

This is who i am.

This is what i know, understand.

This all consuming emotion that builds day-2-day behind blu eyes that smile at every joke that goes bad.

poem by Laterressa Fowler
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Drouth

Why do we pity those who weep? The pain

That finds a ready outlet in the flow

Of salt and bitter tears is blessed woe,

And does not need our sympathies. The rain

But fits the shorn field for new yield of grain;

While the red, brazen skies, the sun's fierce glow,

The dry, hot winds that from the tropics blow

Do parch and wither the unsheltered plain.

The anguish that through long, remorseless years

Looks out upon the world with no relief

Of sudden tempests or slow-dripping tears—

The still, unuttered, silent, wordless grief

That evermore doth ache, and ache, and ache—

This is the sorrow wherewith hearts do break.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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These Tears

These tears will never erase
The pain my heart now bears
From memories of days
We shared in love and cares.

Tears now shed from my eyes
Flow constantly in sorrow -
They came with your last 'goodbye'
And the uncertainty of tomorrow.

Tears that may in brief respite -
Comfort, release the heavy burden,
Fail to drown the grief with it
And fill the vacuumed heart again.

................................... .......................................
August 2,2009
Philippines

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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In Suicide, There is No Freedom

In suicide, there is no freedom
More questions left than there are answers
Deep regrets they soon will come
With grief, and tears, and doubting prayers.

There is an endless asking of 'Why? '
And a gnawing ache for a last embrace
Facing a reality - it's not time to die
But a silenced voice, gone without a trace.

The pain Suicide leaves is never gone
There is never relief, nor comfort, nor ease
Just the emptiness of a lost loved one
And then the chasing of that elusive Peace

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Scars of the Heart

At times it seems like no relief
We can suffer long with our grief

Will the heart ever mend
Will the pain ever end

The tears come from my eyes
But it’s my heart that cries

People ask how am I
They would know if they see me cry

From when my wife passed
I have scars of the heart that will last

My heart may heal after time goes by
The scars of my heart will be till I die

poem by Michael Gelb
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Hidden Tears Within

Let the rain roll down the face
Hiding tears of sadness for
Our grief will come to us
Without even asking, playing
Different roles, so when
Comfort deny us pain
They see our faces and will
Know it will come back again
Even if disguised, praying
Amnesia sometimes. Tears
will always warm the songs
Of sorrow, subsiding the silence
Within our hearts, playing
Rhythms of grief.

January 2012

poem by Alex Sarich
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Raining On The Inside

When all goodbyes
Are said and done,
And nighttime finds you home,
Are you all right
To spend a night
Of being all alone?
And do you hide
Between the lines
Of conversations past?
A wall of words,
A heart unheard,
That hides behind a mask?
Im raining on the inside;
My heart wells up with tears that start to pour.
Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.
When friends who care
Cant be there
To ease away my pain,
And peace of mind,
Its hard to find,
Like sunlight in the rain.
God sees my heart,
The deepest part,
Inside this lonely me,
And reachin in,
His love begins
To heal the heart in me.
Im raining on the inside;
Oh, my heart weels up with tears that start to pour.
Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.
Sometimes were raining on the inside,
And our hearts well up with tears that start to pour.
But when were raining on the inside,
Let his cries of love break through,
Know that he loves you, once more....
Sometimes Im raining on the inside,
But then your cries of love break through,
And I fall in love with you once more.

song performed by by Amy Grant
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Pain Pain by cedrick dennis

Pain Pain over here pain over there Pain in my heart pain in my soul Pain in my mind Pain in my skin pain in my bones Pain being caused left and right Pain being caused till the heart bleeds red Pain being caused till the skin and bone rip Pain being caused till you break into tears Pain at school Pain at home Pain in my head, pain in my heart Pain in my mind, pain in my soul Pain happening in my sleep Pain happening in my thoughts Pain happening when I’m alone Pain happening in the shower, in my room, in my bed, in my house where I’m all alone Pain happening every hour, every minute, every second of my life Pain caused by anger and hate Pain caused by hurt Pain caused by greed Pain caused by sorrow and depression Pain caused by grief and confusion Pain caused by your family and friends Pain caused by the world Pain caused by people you love Pain driving me crazy Causing me to take pills till it fills up my veins I go to sleep never to wake up and see that light The light that will end my pain for good

poem by Cedrick Dennis
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Freedom of expression for M lady Christine Kerr

Freedom of expression

A woman cries when she is glad
A woman cries when she is mad.
A woman cries when she is sad.
Tears of pleasure, rage and grief
all bring some measure of relief
and that is why a woman cries.

But men are not supposed to cry.
Forbidden by society,
though no knows the reason why.
Men may not let their feeling sho.
Men must appear to be macho
and that is why men do not cry.

Though women claim equality.
The truth is different obviously.
Women can expect to be
allowed to cry quite openly.
But men are still inhibited
for them tears are prohibited

Although I only theorise
I’m wise enough to realise
that some men taken by surprise.
Will weep and wail as women do
and demonstrate the way they feel.
Their rage and grief is just as real.

As anything a woman a woman feels.
Why should a man try to conceal
what his hot tears clearly reveal.
That he is sad or mad or glad.
Perhaps its time to think again
what is appropriate for men.

27-Feb-09

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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For Every Child

For every child who cries at night
Alone with shame in pain and fright

For every child who wants so much
To only feel a gentle touch

For the beaten child, who cries in pain
Whose tears run silent, like the rain

For the child used to satisfy lust
Who never learns to love or trust

For the child taken from her home
And made to feel so all alone

For the child whose home is just a shell
Where life becomes a living hell

For the child who smiles but cannot feel
Because of scars too deep to heal

For every child who yearns for love
I hope and pray to God above

To hear your cries and heal your pain
And give you back your life again

poem by Ashleigh Gaffney
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If grief for grief can touch thee

If grief for grief can touch thee,
If answering woe for woe,
If any truth can melt thee
Come to me now!

I cannot be more lonely,
More drear I cannot be!
My worn heart beats so wildly
'Twill break for thee--

And when the world despises--
When Heaven repels my prayer--
Will not mine angel comfort?
Mine idol hear?

Yes, by the tears I'm poured,
By all my hours of pain
O I shall surely win thee,
Beloved, again!

poem by Emily Jane Brontë
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Beyond the grief.

It seems as if we are stalled by our grief,
unable to move away from it – and I wonder
if we will ever get over the loss of you. In time
they say we will, that one day we will finally be free
of the sadness that burdens our hearts, and we will dance
in our remembrance, and there will be no more tears.

But if that's true, I must admit I will miss the tears
when there is an eventual easing of the grief.
I am not as eager to begin the dance
of life without you, for the world has lost its wonder
for me, some of its shine - and being free
seems awfully relative - I suppose just like time.

I can still so clearly recall the last time
we were all together - the tears
we shared, even laughter, when you were set free
of this earthly pain - and even in our grief,
we were filled with such wonder
as we witnessed the end of life's dance.

When I was a little boy you used to let me dance
on the top of your shoes, moving in time
to the music on the radio. Is it any wonder
that music, to this day, brings tears
of joy, mingled with the ever-present grief,
which still has not set me completely free.

I now realize there is a cost to love; it's not free -
for when you love, you buy a ticket to the dance
of life - which comes with joy and pain, celebration and grief.
And if you have lived a long enough time,
as I have, even when the loss brings never ending tears,
with a broken heart, it's worth all of the pain, and it's no wonder

people love so fiercely - so much so that they cease to wonder
about the why, when or where - and now I realize that I am free
to love, and to lose, which will bring with it many tears.
But each tear is worth it - and seems to make the dance
more authentic. In the end, I will measure my time
by how much of it was filled with love, and with grief.

No longer will I wonder whether or not I should dance,
I will just be free, stepping in and out of time,
wearing my tears like a badge of honor as I move beyond the grief.

poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Dark Trinity

Said I to Pain: "You would not dare
Do ill to me."
Said Pain: "Poor fool! Why should I care
Whom you may be?
To clown and king alike I bring
My meed of bane;
Why should you shirk my chastening?"
Said Pain.

Said I to Grief: "No tears have I,
Go on your way."
Said Grief: "Why should I pass you by,
While others pay?
All men must know the way of woe,
From saint to thief,
And tears were meant to overflow,"
Said Grief.

Said I to Death: "From ail and fret
Grant me relief."
Said Death: "I know you are beset
By Pain and Grief.
But my good will you must await
Since human breath
To suffering is consecrate,"
Said Death.

Said I to God: "Pale Sister Grief,
Bleak Brother Pain,
Bedevil me beyond belief,
And Death's unfain . . ."
Said God: "Curse not that blessed Three,
Poor human clod!
Have faith! Believe the One with Me,"
Said God.

poem by Robert William Service
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If My Eyes Knew

If my eyes knew the cause
Of my broken heart,
They would weep
And with the tears of sorrow
Wash away the heart-ache
Of clouded memories...

What antagonist
Keeps me- but me
Awaiting destiny?
Cries-all spoken before
Tell no more-why?
I am the last to understand...
And I wonder Why! ! !

poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Never Ending Sadness

Tears I shed with feelings unknown.
Pain so deep I think I'll explode.
My loneliness that drives me insane.
The smile I put with no one to blame.

My heart's pieces lost in this world,
And I'm tide with grief to seek alone.
Im slowly trying to leave my grief,
to eventually find that missing piece.

The piece of happiness that my heart needs
The true smile my cheeks seek.
The warming love to dry my tears.
'Oh I really miss yall dear.'

It seems forever I will cry
And with a heart of sadness I shall die,
With a heart as cold as ice,
And a grief that slowly took my life.

Never ending sadness deep within.
Hoping happiness will some day win,
And one day leave these tears behind,
And have a smile all the time.

poem by Jessica Vera
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If Grief for Grief Can Touch Thee