Still A Belief In Mystical Hope
I’m searching the expansive, azure sky
For a woman’s anodyne brown eyes
That escaped from her face
To watch this place,
Keep my heartbeats and breaths in view,
Saying enlightened prayers
Into the compassionate air
Of God’s loving universe.
Everything is going to work
And ease the hurt
From a thousand wounds
Inflicted by yesterday’s knife.
The future is a healing balm
And a good luck charm
Against the darkness and disaster
Still looming in childhood
Gloomy clouds and unhappy nightmares.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Wounds
Wounds sustained against wounds inflicted, hurt me.
Wounds inflicted against wounds sustained, sooth me.
Hurt breeds hurt and fight continues
12.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Tribute To A Son
God blessed me with a little boy to love,
His being is the happiness of my life;
The loving memories of his childhood ways,
Are ever vibrant in my heart each day.
How blessed I felt to watch him grow,
From tender childhood to young adult,
And as he grew in stature and in years,
I marveled at the beauty of his growth,
Warm and compassionate, giving of himself,
As a family man and what's more to behold
In his work, bringing therapy to young and old,
Sharing with others his love and zest for life;
While I, his mother, pray for his future bright,
Still for my little boy- the JOY OF MY LIFE!
poem by Anne DiBartolo
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Clear Blue Sky
Have your eyes carried the azure sky?
Clear blue sky so straightforward as the sigh
That tingles from too much loving sight
Of a planet in turmoil and light.
Have you awakened to the splendour we drown
With the mightiness of the braking sword all brown
From the bleeding of corpses and life,
Always in demand in the living knife.
How is the life when forward-marching,
Your identity card is needed searching?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Thru My Eyes
Thru My Eyes I see a woman
A woman whom cannot see her own self
Images disguised by her childhood upbringing
And does not believe that she can find help
Thru My Eyes I see another woman
A woman whom I love and then have lost
Trying times of despair and resentment
Simple pleasures as holding her I miss the most
Thru My Eyes I see a woman
A woman with beautiful brown eyes
Though she continues to misunderstand me
Once again a deep breathe asking myself why
Thru My Eyes I see another woman
Who accepted me but I never gave in return
Tainting once viewed as our loving memories
Impulsive decisions forever wounding her
Thru My Eyes I see a beautiful woman
A woman with elegance that I cannot deny
Awaiting the day she discovers my love for her
A love that can only be seen Thru My Eyes
Healing Art
Learn more about the healing art
Like sympathy and care and kindness of heart
Because that is what makes you calm
And work just like the healing balm
And help in healing your wounds and pain
That you feel due to the absence of fain
Because paths of joy are really very few
That color your life with lively hue
So try to remember and keep this in mind
If you want others to be sincere and kind
Then learn more about the healing art
Like sympathy and care and kindness of heart.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Good Luck Charm
(words & music by aaron schroeder - wally gold)
Dont want a four leaf clover
Dont want an old horse shoe
Want your kiss cause I just cant miss
With a good luck charm like you
Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight
Dont want a silver dollar
Rabbits foot on a string
The happiness in your warm caress
No rabbits foot can bring
Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight
If I found a lucky penny
Id toss it across the bay
Your love is worth all the gold on earth
No wonder that I say
Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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The Place
I’ve been searching a place,
The place for my face
Where it seeks solace…
I love the way,
You graze my face
With the stubble of your chin
On unshaven days...
The contours of my lips
Tracing your throat
Those steady warm breaths
Caressing my face…
Yet I keep going down
To seek another place
And find more respite
In your loving embrace
So while you lie down
I nest on your chest
Sucking in peace…
I take some rest
Yet the lover in me
Remains unsatiated…
So I go further down
On a voyage of discovery
To find the ideal place –
A place for my face.
Lo and Behold!
I find it at last…
No – it was not to be
Your chin, your throat,
Nor your chest…
Yet, I find a home
For my face…
A nice, new haven
Soft and mushy,
Warm and slushy…
Searching and seeking,
I quench my thirst
Sipping you gently,
I satiate myself
And lying down there,
With the feel of your skin,
The touch of your bristles,
The smell of your sweat…
I snuggle off to sleep,
Comforted and cosy
In your heavenly place…
Indeed – It is a lovable place
To be deemed fit as:
The Place for my Face.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Charmed
Carve thy name into my heart,
in stead of stressed i lay here charmed
Charmed by the anger in my heart,
But the charm is coming undone
As thy carves in my heart with a bloody knife
Showing no mercy
Leaving open wounds bleeding profusely,
Wounds shown to the world
In this living black hell i see your eyes,
and the light flashing in them
Your blue tears mixing with my black tears healing me,
the charm of anger coming undone
taking part of me with it,
my anger at you and the blood i lost to you
So go on i will not shriek in pian,
carve anything in my bleeding heart
I shall only cry mixing my black no,
now my blue tears with yours
healing my bloody heart leting,
out the anger thats been charmed in me
poem by Abby Sowers
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Goin To Work
(bill lloyd/pam tillis)
The alarm went off but I wasnt asleep
After tossin and turnin all night what a relief
To go to work, get up and go to work
So I get onto the highway and I head into town
Theres one part of my life I wont let you tear down
Yeah and thats my work-right now Im goin to work
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Now I remember what it is I do
For a while I thought my life was just loving you
But now its back to work
Oh thank God for my work
So from nine to five I take a break from an empty
Bed and a heart that aches, Im good at my work
Oh Im good at my work
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Oh I got to stay busy thats the only way
Throw myself into my business and collect my pay
Watch me keep it together while I fall apart
cause a world wont stop for a broken heart
Oh no, no
When the whistle blows, Ill be there
Life goes on even when its not fair
And whos got time to hurt, right now
I got to go to work
Watch me Im goin to work
Oh yeah you know Im good at my work
Right now Im goin to work
Goin to work
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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Foghorn
There was an eerie silence
as the fog cloaked around us.
The foghorn bellowed
like some prehistoric monster’s roar.
In the distance, another foghorn wailed
as if echoing the first monster’s call.
On deck eyes peered into the white cloak
looking for some dark looming shape.
The foghorns blew almost simultaneously.
The thick blanket prevented anyone
from seeing anything.
The throb of the engines like a mighty heartbeats
echoed in everyone’s ears.
Again, a foghorn bellowed
like some distant monster’s roar.
Then as a dark shape loomed from the mist
and its mighty heartbeats rang out in everyone’s ears.
As it approached, there was panic in their eyes.
A collision at sea would cost many lives.
It was bad enough in fine weather,
but in a fog where no one could see
the disaster would be catastrophic.
Everyone braced themselves
for the collision to be.
Except for the mighty heartbeats
of the giant behemoths of the waves,
silence covered all.
Slowly the dark shapes passed one another
and were once again
swallowed up within the fog.
29 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Back Into The Universe
This is your God repeat
As we wander back into the universe
We render ourselves into a higher plane
Believing we will never wonder why again
He surely must be laughing mr universe
Seeing us slowly head towards our goal
Only the joke is we dont know what it is at all
Yet our gods teach us divinity
And we go on searching for you and me
As for the universe
This is your god
The orders truly random in the universe
And where will we be in a thousand years
Soothingly searching to allay our fears
Well now weve wandered backwards to eternity
Were changing the concept of belief in time
Re arranging the clock that dictates our minds
Yet our gods teach us divinity
And we go on searching for you and me
As for the universe
This is your god
As for the universe
This is your god
This is your god
song performed by by Simply Red
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The Woman Before Me
(written by jude johnstone)
I can see you turn away
When I ask what for
You say it isnt anything
But Im not sure
Somethin underneath the skin
Wont let you be
And you try to keep it in
But I can see
The woman before me
Must have been hard on you
cause that hurt in your eyes
I never put you through
Sometimes I think
You must be talking to
The woman before me and you
Sometimes in an argument
It will show
When you go a little farther than
You meant to go
I know you dont mean the things
That you say
I just wanna ease the pain
Thats in your way
The woman before me
Must have been hard on you
cause that hurt in your eyes
I never put you through
Sometimes I think
You must be talking to
The woman before me and you
If there are sorrows that bring back a tear
Dont let them keep us apart
You ought to know youve got nothing to fear
Here in my heart
cause you and I will never be
Like the past
Whatever kind of memories
That you have
Nothins gonna hurt you now
Cant you see
I already made a vow
That I can keep
But the woman before me
Must have been hard on you
cause that hurt in your eyes
I never put you through
Sometimes I think
You must be talking to
The woman before me and you
Sometimes I think
You must be talking to
The woman before me and you
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
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Second Fall From Grace
A priest was strolling in a glorious
Garden next to a church cemetery.
Deep into daily prayers his serious
Reflection had ceased funereally.
From behind a blackberry bush a man
In agonizing pain pled for his help.
Bloodied, near death he desperately scanned
This holy face and said, “you and me dwelt
In the same house for many, many years
Together. Please tend to my wounds. I must
Not die else many things will disappear
With me.” Sir! You think you know me I trust
But I don’t recognize you, in good faith.
“That’s of no consequence, we are soul mates.”
Sir, I do not understand. What’s your name?
“First, look into my eyes, what do you see? ”
The priest peered into them. I see ill fame
“Correct! What else? ” To a higher degree
I see treachery, deceit and falsehood
“ True! I am their inspiration, each sin.
I represent all that is deemed not good
The name I go by today is Satan.”
What! Prince of darkness, the living devil
The infamous enemy of my god?
“The one and only my dear friend, evil
Incarnate, this face is just a facade.”
I’ll not treat your wounds that would ease the pain.
Oh, but you must holy man. I’ll explain.”
“That church and altar, your Sunday sermons
Were built, celebrated and orated
Because of me. Every man and woman
On this earth that was ever created
Knows and fears me due to people like you.
Their lives were and are shaped by your design.
If I die, sin will also perish. Who
Would have need of your shrines
If I did not exist? Now look beyond
Your purpose for living, poor holy man.
Do you wish to sever the unique bond
Between you and me, abandon humans
Or treat my wounds so that I may still thrive? ”
Dejected he chose keeping him alive.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Short of Breath
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four,
my breathing’s weak and my chest is sore.
Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths, eight,
I have to breathe deeply at a slower rate.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four,
I’m four breaths closer than I was before.
Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths, eight,
my mouth’s wide open, but I can’t inflate.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four,
it’ll be the end when I breathe no more.
Five breaths, six breaths, seven breaths, eight,
I’m sure someone's rattling heaven's gate.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four,
well that’s it, I can't count no more.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Post-Apartheid
Those with healthy limbs and years of school
Those sheltered under plastic sheets and tin:
Life starts with heartbeats, really nothing more -
Apartheid of the wealthy and the poor.
Those with jobs providing ARVs
The child denied a basic welfare grant:
A random act becomes a lasting fate -
Apartheid of the bureaucratic state.
Those who were slain when soldiers crossed the line
Exiles surviving to return and vote:
Some felled by sudden shots in gambling rooms -
Apartheid of the lucky and the doomed.
Those knowing love and sunlight in their days
Those sleeping in the cells of solitude:
The loneliness within a life apart -
Apartheid of the hurt and healing heart.
A woman traces childhood scars and tears
A man cries, 'liberation once was pure! ':
The wounds of rape and cruelly selfish schemes -
Apartheid of the lost and living dreams.
poem by Frank Bana
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Pain and disater
This is the only thing I have known.
Pain choas and disaster.
Most of it inflicted by others.
But through what others did to me.
I lived my life in a dark lonely place.
It may be lonely.
But theres no risks there.
No one can ever hurt me again.
Pain and disaster is the only thing.
The only thing that I have ever known.
Its not my choice to live this way.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Deep In Your Eyes
Deep in your eyes I saw another universe
a place of love, peace and rest
and I was aware of the depth of our love,
did know that I do not really deserve you.
I wanted to close my eyes against your gaze,
against the bright golden light that shines from your eyes
when you did bring healing for a life of pain
while you did stretch out great bliss in only a moment
and unsteady on my feet
I escaped from your hot arms,
did open my eyes wide
and our being together was wonderful and intense.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Work!
Work or no luck
If you don't have work
You get killed sitting still
Work or no luck
If you have too much work
You get killed struggling still
Work or no luck
If you finish fast
You get killed killing time
Work or no luck
If you don't finish on time
You get finished on time
Work or no luck
If you do well
You get recognized well
Work or no luck
If you do not do well
You get the pink paper wall
Work or no luck
If you are organized
You finish it on time
Work or no luck
If you are disorganized
You get finished on time
Work or no luck
If you are interested
Toughest becomes easy
Work or no luck
If you are not interested
Easiest thing becomes toughest
Work or no luck
If you are carving
You keep doing it great
Work or no luck
If you are not carving
You keep doing it a trait
Work or no luck
If you have work
You have luck
Work or no luck
If you have work
Still nothing to do
You have no luck
That's the fate of
Work or luck! ! ! !
poem by Umasree Raghunath
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My Unhappy Anniversary
You ask me, how am I?
Well I'm still standing, aren't I?
That's something, that's one thing , that's gone my way
It's so hard, to go out, like everything ok now
When inside, I still cry for yesterday
This is my unhappy anniversary! !
But I lie, saying it's just another day
This is my unhappy anniversary! !
I know it's so stupid to feel brokenhearted
I wonder if you know just how much I hurt
I drink up and think up a toast to numb the hours
To get through without you is so hard today
Cause it's unhappy anniversary! !
And now it's near midnight, a few minutes and I
Return to get back to my former life
Pretending our ending was not so bad, I know that
It's time to escape you until next year
When it's unhappy anniversary! !
This is my unhappy anniversary
But I smile like it's just another day
It's just my unhappy anniversary
poem by Vivek Khanna
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The Wanton Song
(page/plant)
Silent woman in the night, you came, took my seed from my shaking frame.
Same old fire, another flame, and the wheel rolls on.
Silent woman through the flames, you come, from the deep behind the sun
Seems my nightmares, have just begun
Left me barely holding on.
With blazing eyes you see my trembling hand.
When we know the time has come
Lose my senses, lose command
Feel your healing rivers run
Is it every time I fall, that I think this is the one
In the darkness can you hear me call
Another day has just begun.
Silent woman, my face is changed
Some know in ways to come.
Feel my fire needs a brand new flame
And the wheels rolls on.... rolls on.
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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