Smile Graveyard Truce
Smile graveyard truce:
I accept tombstones of doom,
I’ve abandoned promise,
I’ve abandoned love.
I’ve told death,
I’m your son,
Can we begin eternity?
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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How Glad I Am to See You
When you arrived at my doorstep...
I was not prepared,
To accept your presence.
The day you left,
To explore promises made by others...
You told me then,
My way of life and 'you' did not blend.
You even mentioned my lack of things.
And what I did not have...
That others you sought,
To you could bring!
With a stinging you intended.
You even stated,
How you had hated the sacrifice.
And if I loved you like I did...
I was reluctant to pay the price.
Then I witnessed you gather the support of friends.
Who convinced you our relalationship should end.
And that was done!
With my heartache to begin.
Abandoned you are now.
Without one friend.
Abandoned are your wishes,
That our relationship ended.
And you believe I would leave you out in the cold.
With a sweeping of your BS,
Away from my doorstep.
And yet,
I must confess...
How gald I am to see you.
And yes,
The love you left...
I have kept!
Hoping you would come to realize,
I haver never stopped loving you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He Is Abandoned By The World
HE IS ABANDONED BY THE WORLD
He is abandoned by the world
Faces in the street pass by without speaking to him
The trees and the sky do not nod hello
He is cold and the wind does not care for him.
He is abandoned by the world
And all he has done
And all he has made
Mean nothing.
He is abandoned by the world.
And so he knows:
Every human being
who lives on this earth
will die
and not come back again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Art Of Consonant Cries....
So shall i congratulate myself
for finally learning
not to love you?
Does one celebrate the triumph
of pain
the death of love
the entrance to the gate
of oblivion?
Must you give me a hug
having conquered loneliness?
I have abandoned a place
moving towards another abandoned place
i have no one there
and shall expect no one too
Shall you smile for me now
that my prison bars had been cut?
Do not think that i am free like you
i live in another prison now
to bars not witnessed by you
You call it doors
or perhaps fences of my heart
where i can jump away
and say
this is another greener pasture of my life
I have yet to name it
from the point of view of those eyes
that have mastered
the art of consonant cries...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Who wants it at this stage?
The sinking ships are abandoned;
The ailing old are abandoned.
Their services are forgotten.
We ignore it till we become that.
19.09.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unlovable
Are my lips unkissable?
Are my eyes unlookable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Am I unlovable?
Cynical, jaded, faithless, disappointed, disillusioned, used
If I could take back all my sweat, my tears, my sex, my joy I would
My time, my love, my effort, passion, dedication
In case of mistaken identity I gave these things to you
If I sound angry, bitter, sad, infatuated, it's the truth
Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, just a few
Stages of acceptance that it's really over
It's just so complicated and I'm stupid for believing in you
You make me feel like my father never loved me
You make me feel like the act of love is empty
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?
I had your back, I held you up, I told you you were good enough
It was not reciprocated, you kept affection and yourself apart
You fed your love to me like crumbs to pigeons in the park
Sometimes I think you're satisfied to see me begging like a dog
I wasn't armoured, you were king, I gave my everything
Because sometimes you showed me just a hint of you and then
For just a moment I romanticised the notion
I can take away the torment, I can love you like they never did
You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my heart unbreakable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you despise?
Are my lips unkissable?
Are my eyes unlookable?
Is my sex undoable?
Am I unlovable?
Are my words unlistenable?
Are my hands untouchable?
Am I undesirable?
Am I unlovable?
You make me feel like my father never loved me
You make me feel like the act of love is empty
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?
You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my heart unbreakable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you despise?
You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)
You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)
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Cemetery Dogs
I used to visit
And spend time with my uncle
At the graveyard
Where he patiently abides
His eternal stay.
I then began to visit
Cemeteries whose residents
I was unfamiliar with
In obeisance to the universal dead.
Once, at an old, unkempt graveyard,
Eerie like an old movie scene.
I saw several unfed skinny dogs
Running between huge tombstones.
I meditated on how
I should be as hungry to survive and live
As any other animal on earth.
Gazing at those cemetery dogs
Scavenging for something to eat,
I made a promise to myself:
I will never become a statistic of self-defeat.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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The unused bridge
I sought a third lady to bridge
For me to reach my lady.
The bridge was on half way
By when I was taken away.
I abandoned the bridge.
My lady abandoned me.
Our love is not legitimate
To sustain in absentia.
07.06.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Abandoned Are The Stars
that search the brims of light
abandoned fallen from the heart
abandoned swallowed by night
and so rich so rich is the pain
built deep within their beauty spot
they hope to twinkle again and again
their thought I learnt when myself I forgot
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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a village in Iberia
A Village in Iberia
Drove to the village where I was born, hadn’t been there
for forty years, the lane was muddy and houses deserted;
this village had been abandoned long time ago; what was
I thinking of coming here? A tree had grown right through
our cottage, roof smashed now walls were tumbling down.
Puny human dwellings, here today and gone in less than
Ten decades, the tree seemed to say. What a nostalgic fool
I’m, this idea of returning, rebuild the old house and live
here in happy retirement.
This was no longer a village but a graveyard, houses were
tombstones of a past that had nothing to offer but poverty,
glassless window resembled crosses of a defunct faith.
I sat on a stone smoking a cigarette the aroma of wafted
through the drab silence, from behind a broken wall a dog
came, young, and it looked eerily like Stella the dog I loved
all those years ago, don’t tell me she has waited for five
dog generations, to return from the wasteland of eternity
just for me?
“I’ll call you Stella”, I said and stroked the dog’s head.
She knitted her brows together as to say, “What else? ”
I opened the right hand car door, Stella jumped in like she
had done this a thousand time before, drove off and didn’t
look back once, the only memory I need of my childhood,
was alive and snoozing in the seat beside me.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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He Told Me
He told me
He would fight for me
When the need be
He told me
He would protect me
When the need be
But when the time came
He ducked under his
Family, gave in to
Society, and
Abandoned me.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I Promise You
i would walk through the moon and the sun just to be with you i promise.
I promise to be there for you in all of your times of joy and sorrow.
I promise to climb the highest mountain and swim the deapest ocean for you alone.I promise to make a new memory with you each and every day with you.I Promise to cry a million tears and walk a million miles to be with you.I promise to live and care for you without change.I promise to do anything for you just to see the beauty of your ravishing smile.I promise to find a new way to see fires of passion burning.I would buy a thousand rose for you just to se you smile i promise.I promise to be the best dad to our children.I will laugh with you, i will fight with you, i will share the same breath with you i promise.I promise never to steal, lie, or cheat.But if i'll steal, i promise to steal away your sorrows.And if i'll lie, i promise to lie with you all thd nights of my life.And if i'll cheat, i promise to cheat your death, because i couldn't live a day without you.I promise you.
poem by Tijani Adebowale Destiny
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A Village
A Village in Iberia
Drove to the village where I was born, hadn’t been there
for forty years, the lane was muddy and houses deserted;
this village had been abandoned long time ago; what was
I thinking of coming here? A tree had grown right through
our cottage, roof smashed now walls were tumbling down.
Puny human dwellings, here today and gone in less than
Ten decades, the tree seemed to say. What a nostalgic fool
I’m, this idea of returning, rebuild the old house and live
here in happy retirement.
This was no longer a village but a graveyard, houses were
tombstones of a past that had nothing to offer but poverty,
glassless window resembled crosses of a defunct faith.
I sat on a stone smoking a cigarette the aroma of wafted
through the drab silence, from behind a broken wall a dog
came, young, and it looked eerily like Stella the dog I loved
all those years ago, don’t tell me she has waited for five
dog generations, to return from the wasteland of eternity
just for me?
“I’ll call you Stella”, I said and stroked the dog’s head.
She knitted her brows together as to say, “What else? ”
I opened the right hand car door, Stella jumped in like she
had done this a thousand time before, drove off and didn’t
look back once, the only memory I needed of my childhood,
was alive and snoozing in the seat beside me.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Tell me
If I could twist your mind,
If I could change your thoughts
And if I could absorb all your sadness,
Tell me that you would give me a smile,
That smile so disarming,
Tell me that you would give me a first kiss.
Certainly, I would feel an overwhelmed desire,
As our encounter would begin.
Tell me that you would take me
To your heart,
When the gestures would become thrills
And some cries would become symbols of things....
Certainly, I would be yours
And you would be mine.
I would stay perfectly there for sure,
In a moment of self forgetfulness.
And if another one had been
With you
Instead of me,
Tell me that you would have felt so much sorrow that
You would have abandoned her
To be with me....
Tell me that you knew that I had known this.
Even so, I let you go,
Being unable to break that invisible wall
To be together.....
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Children Of The Street
Children of the streets
If I could put into words what I think and feel
It would be a never ending story, and I would not heal.
So I will write just what’s on my mind today.
For that won’t take too much away.
I’m thinking of all the children of the world
Who don’t have a roof above their head
Not even a soft tender bed.
Their beds are just papers thrown on the ground
They cry to themselves without making a sound.
The pain in their hearts no one can feel
They survive in the streets and learn how to steal.
Abandoned by the ones who brought them into this world
Is this the life for any boy or girl.
No food for them to eat, a candy bar is a treat.
No clean water for which to bathe
Now that is a crying shame.
These abandoned children, create abandoned children
for they know no other way.
And for their safety to the LORD I do pray
poem by Louis Rams
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Rain and Love
There is a chill
in the summer's air tonight
Ice in a voice
telling me, 'all is alright.'
'I abandoned love
a decade ago
Without love
there's nowhere to go.'
And as the clouds gather
the rain never comes
Without the rain
life never comes
So much traffic
on a dark one way street
So many thoughts
my past left incomplete
A very limp handshake
veiled snide remarks
Through all of the smoke
clearly the difference is stark
There's ice in your veins
a chill in your voice
For abandoned/betrayed love
you show no remorse
June 16,2009
poem by Midnights Voice
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Abandoned Nest
abandoned nest
on a wire
autumn wind
abandoned nest
on a wire
this loneliness in me
applying lipstick
she discovers the cracked voice
of teenage son
summer breeze
leaves dance
with light
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Labyrinth
the uneven rhythm of silence
as night pulls the living into
its patchy blanket falls heavy
on the heart’s ears…
the sound of sound sleep
breathes heavier on the
jagged walls of the night
echoing on the abandoned skin
the abandoned echo fills
the precincts of the streets
the irregular rhythm throngs
the foot-paths of the night
once in a way a baton
proves its power
once in a way
blazing lights stop by…
in the dark silence
do they seek a brief respite
and shake off night’s embrace
to begin yet another day…
17mar2010
14.14hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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I don't paint anymore. I haven't since I abandoned it at 19, in order to begin writing seriously.
quote by Jonathan Lethem
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With An Acceptance To Acknowledge
Early in my life,
I learned to navigate.
And appreciate what I initiated.
Mistakes I have made.
And not one did I excuse.
I admit I have a low tolerance for weepers.
Perhaps I understand them too much.
I have yet to witness the sharing of sorrows,
Mend anything to become productive.
Early in my life,
I learned to navigate.
And appreciate what I initiated.
But the loneliness of doing that alone,
I abandoned to socialize with others.
Needless to say...
Some lessons learned should never be abandoned.
Early in my life,
I learned to navigate.
And appreciate what I initiated.
With an acceptance to acknowledge,
Some lessons learned should never be abandoned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Talk To Me Of Pain
You talk to me of pain
Of love, lust and hate.
.
You talk to me of eternity,
Of death, hell, and frivolity.
.
You talk to me of yesterday,
Of regrets, of past mistakes.
.
You talk to me of religion,
Of God, and the power of institution.
.
You talk to me of right and wrong
of man's folly, and the the destruction in war.
.
You Talk to me of Heavenly,
Of law, love and poverty.
.
In the creeks, another family,
Abandoned, wallowing in penury.
.
Another mother and child, dying in need
Of leaders, with empty promises
.
Brothers, these are the things,
That kills our beloved country.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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