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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part III: Gods And False Gods: LXXIV

THE MOCKERY OF LIFE
God! What a mockery is this life of ours!
Cast forth in blood and pain from our mother's womb,
Most like an excrement, and weeping showers
Of senseless tears: unreasoning, naked, dumb,
The symbol of all weakness and the sum:
Our very life a sufferance.--Presently,
Grown stronger, we must fight for standing--room
Upon the earth, and the bare liberty
To breathe and move. We crave the right to toil.
We push, we strive, we jostle with the rest.
We learn new courage, stifle our old fears,
Stand with stiff backs, take part in every broil.
It may be that we love, that we are blest.
It may be, for a little space of years,
We conquer fate and half forget our tears.

poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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My Mother

Every one gives praise about their mothers
But none can give as much praise as me.
She brought me from a country
Where most lived in poverty.

She worked hard and saved her money
So that I may have a better life
She is an excellent mother
And to my father a good wife.

She has been there every step of my life
She turned bad things into right.
She has given me the strength to pursue my dream
For in me, there is something that she has seen.

She taught me how to love and respect
All that GOD has given
and to make life worth living.

Through her pregnancy and through my birth
She has given all her worth.
Then through my childhood years
To my teenage years, she was with me
To shed her tears.

when I was feeling down and out
And I wanted to scream and shout
She was there to wipe my tears
And put to rest, all my fears.

Even now that I am grown
all her love is still shown.
No one can love you more than a mother
And in my life there is no other.
So to my mother this is for you
You are my life, my love, my dream come true
And I am so thankful to you.

poem by Louis Rams
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Bitter Tears

In the mist
Of my endless search
The best in life
Becomes clear
The rest just begins
To fade by itself
Thats a trick I learnt
Though it took so long
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
Im seeing my way
For the first time in years
When the love around
Begins to suffer
And you cant find love
In one
In one another
Push away those bitter tears
Bitter tears
And I thought I was doing no wrong
And I thought I was doing no wrong
In the hour of your needs
Lips are trembling
Cause youre gonna be free
Realise what were doing here
The time is right to kill your fears
Bitter tears taste so sweet
Chorus
And I thought I was doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Thats what they call doing no wrong
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Push away those bitter tears
Thats what they call doing no wrong

song performed by by INXS
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Poem for a mother whose lost her son

I held him safe within my womb
And kissed him in the birthing room
I held his hand in sickness too
And now I don't know what to do

My son, my child, my flesh and bone
Has died and left me all alone
And in the night when no one sees
I cry and end up on my knees

I cry to God and ask Him why
My precious son he had to die
And when the morning light appears
That's one more night I've spent in tears

And as the years they slip away
I learn to live just day by day
I turn to God who was so far
I look to where the answers are

I put my hand into His hand
He pulls me up and now I stand
I hear my Father say to me
'My Son He died upon a tree

I know the pain that mothers feel
When life turns black and robs and steals
And takes a portion of your heart
And tears your very soul apart'

Oh Lord I pray, please make me whole
Replace the joy that life has stole
This pain, this loss, is part of me
But still I'm longing to be free

I choose to walk out through the door
And melancholy reigns no more
I leave behind the shades of grey
To walk in light, to kneel and pray

' Come to me child, I've heard your cry
I saw your tears when your child died
Rest in me and find your peace
Replace your pain and find release'

Despite the fact we had to part
You still live on within my heart
There'll never be a day go by
A tear wont fall from your mother's eye

poem by Frank McEleny
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A metaphor

Some stay chastised

Some henpecked

Rain checked

Some battered

Some under dark shades disguised

Some despise

And are despised

And yet even after so much brutality

Mixed words

Fragile tears at innocence

They bear life

Under the weight

Of heavy handed

Leery stares

Full of meat markets

And check out queues

And in between

The prayers

And confession

The pure white essence of 'a fading grey'

Between the mockery and the flattery

The sunday joint and the battery

Amidst the prism of a thousand scrutinsing eyes

After the truth

And the lies

They bear one truth your life

Precious forever her fruitfulness

Woman standing amidst a flood of tears

Unforgotten her mark

Her blood on the stamp of history

Amidst the warring world

She carried you

To were you are standing

No metaphor for woman better

Than her womb

It speaks life!

yvette smith

poem by Yvette Smith
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Growing Pains

I was a child
Beguiled and fresh
Of innocents and new
Who played like many
With trust and hope
For the future that would be new
But unlike many
I broke in two
A rag doll in despair
And knew not of the
Wrong been done
To a child of one so young
Suppressed I learned
So young in life
Of what not to share
Love, life and Happiness
Were things to me not real
I walked around half dead half live
Thinking alas is this my life
And every day I cried in vain
Crying I want to take my life
But life for me continued
In suffering and pain
Never really sharing

All that I had gained
Life can take its ups and downs
For me more so the downs
But then I learned to look for hope
That carried me to higher ground
So from childhood to teenage years
To young adult I grew
With all those years of doubt and shame
Suppressed with in my pain
The burden I carried for so many years
Turned to hatred and pain
So for many years my anger
Took me through a life of pain
Of self doubt and helplessness
So I always hide my pain
You learn to live you bare the pain
Of all that life can give
Then grow into a women
That your burdens you bare alone
But now I stand before you
A women of today
Learning, Love, Life and Happiness
And this time for me it’s real
And with open arms I learn
To share my love once again
With all my family and Friends
I say thanks once again.

poem by Kaila George
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Weeping

I feel so alone and feel as if the world has shut its eyes on me
A painful feeling is received when life crashes
For me life has crashed, I feel so
Darkness has arrived to make me bleed tears of blood
It is tormenting when the whole world becomes so cruel
I end up weeping, more and more
Although, my tears and pain has no value
I deserve nothing since I am good for nothing
My soul bleeds and I weep tears of pain and blood
Die, please let me die god
Life, is not worth living
Disappointed, I am
My life is so lonely and I can live, no more
Let me die and fade away.

poem by Rohit Sapra
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Room For The Life

Hey there, you lady in tears,
Do you think that they care if theyre real, woman?
They just take it as part of the deal.
Lost in your men and the games you play.
Trying to prove that youre better, woman.
But you neednt get heavy with them.
Like it or not, we were built tough,
Because were woman.
No, we never die for long,
While weve got that little life
To live for, where its hid inside.
No, we never die for long,
Oh! woman, two in one,
Theres room for a life in your womb, woman,
Inside of you can be two, woman,
Theres room for a life in your womb, woman,
Mama woman, aha!
Night after night in the quiet house,
Plaiting her hair by the fire, woman,
With no lover to free her desire,
How long do you think she can stick it out?
How long do you think before shell go out, woman?
Hey! get up on your feet and go get it, now.
Like it or not, we keep bouncing back,
Because were woman.
No, we never die for long,
While weve got that little life
To live for, where its hid inside.
Oh! woman, two in one,
Theres room for a life in your womb, woman,
Inside of you can be two, woman,
Theres room for a life in your womb, woman,
Mama woman, aha!
A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha!
A-mama-woma-mama-woman-aha!
Oh, mama-woman, two-in-a-one, aha!
Oh, two in one, aha!
Oh, woman! woman! woman! woman!
Theres room for a life in your womb!
Theres room for a life in your womb!
Two in one, aha!
Two in one! two in one! two in one!
Room for a life in your womb.

song performed by by Kate Bush
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Finally...thank you

I finally did it,
I gained the courage,
The courage to move on,
Fear is no longer apart of me,
Because,
Life is too short to dwell,
If it’s not about me,
Then I can’t have you in it,
You taught me things,
Showed me right and wrong,
But,
You gave me pain,
I didn’t know what to do,
I thought,
Sometimes I still think,
That having you in my life,
Is what I need,
Only because I loved you,
My life is all I have,
So what will I do,
Continue to be strong,
Be grateful,
For the things I learned,
Forget the pain you gave me,
And not make the same mistakes,
Life is about learning,
Experiences,
Even though this process was painful,
I learned the most beautiful lesson,
To love me,
Before,
Loving another,
As I write,
Tears want to stream down my face,
But they can’t,
Only because these tears aren’t for sadness,
It’s happiness,
Happiness because I grew strong,
Happiness because I moved on,
And I’m doing my dreams,
On my own…
So all I can say is,
Thank you.

poem by Latoya Fleming
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Love Song

I've never written a love song
That didn't end in tears
Maybe you'll rewrite my love song
If you can replace my fears
I need your patience and guidance
And all your lovin' and more
When thunder rolls through my life
Will you be able to weather the storm?
There's so much I would give ya, baby
If I'd only le myself
There's this well of emotions
I feel I must protect
But what's the point of this armor
If it keeps the love away, too?
I'd rather bleed with cuts of love
Than live without any scars
Baby, can I trust this?
Or do all things end?
I need to hear that you'd die for me
Again and again and again
So tell me when you look in my eyes
Can you share all the pain and happy times
'Cause I will love you for the rest of my life
This is my very first love song
That didn't end in tears
I think you re-wrote my love song
For the rest of my years
I wil love you for the rest of my Life

song performed by by Pink
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Im Living My Life

Part of my life is tatoo's, penetentry rules
When running yo mouth only seperates the men from the fools

Part of my life is bullets, guns, blood, sweat and tears
This is the part of my life that I've lived for years

Part of my life is dreams, wishes, hopes, happyness
Where I could care less about the world and its current happenings

Part of my life is lies, deciet, greed, envy, and hate
Which so many leaders of our world think is great

Part of my life is all the above
Cause everyday I see sadness and very little love

Part of my life has so much love to give
But I'm catching up with death fast, from the life that I live

Part of my life is wrong nor right
But I need no sympathy, cause I'm living my life.

poem by Daniel Chapman
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Ba-mid-dele(african poem translated in english about hunger)

Feed my struggle
Where I sleep tonight
Under a star-lit sky
Where my spirit crumbles

If dreams could fly
Love would carry all
Above the hardship
Beyond this wall

The earth, our mother
She'd never cast a side
My people torn with hunger
Or let our daughters die

Just know that I
-Home-
Am a well of wisdom
-Home-
I set fears a side
-Home-
My courage brings love
-Home-

We cry hope and wisdom
Sometimes it's not enough
I've prayed for rain
While I've wished for love

This wall has spirit
It keeps out cold
We huddle near it
Its wisdom's, old

Our unsung story
Shows the world our pain
I'd build life up
With the prayers that came

But prayers are answered
Far and few between
My pride and I
Are but one great team

It takes us places
Far beyond the smile
It fills us up
With a meal once while

We eat when morning
Brings us food, first light
The little we have
We share with plight

The pail is empty
My tears have dried
The days are simply
Hard to bare at times

Just know that I
-Home-
Am a well of wisdom
-Home-
I set fears a side
-Home-
My courage brings love
-Home-

poem by O.S. Brooks
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After Nights

I've hated to talk about it,
but there has been so many after nights.
I've needed to work out, one more story.

Trying to end, my often very sad's.
Another one, of my, the most incredibly bad's!

My heart, was shaking as I knelt on the ground.
My hands, were pressing his wounds.
Pressing hard, prayng, deeper and deeper.
Begging God, Help, Shouting, Holding back the Grim Reaper

Like his mother, my shaking hands
With a sobbing, torn chest
Held him tightly to my breast
Gently wiped the blood from his face and lips
I watched, and felt his soul, escaped my grip.
Raining tears washed the blood from his face.
Even now, I've often wished that God.
Would've let me take his place!

I couldn't bare to see my brother die!
The shouting of my heart, screaming why? God. Why?
Please! God! Why....?
I felt my buddies tears, they were hugging our backs.
Even though, I knew he was dead.
God,
I held him close, I kissed his head.
Like a mother with hurt child.
I sat, rocking him in the mud.
Filling a rice paddy with tears, and blood.

So now after all these years.
I've tried to tell, my life story. Of so many tears.
I've had enough, to make rice paddies flood?
My tears as I've relived, nights, after nights.
How I tried. To stop. My buddies blood
So, just, how, many tears, does it take to make a rice paddy flood?
I've seen that much, and his filled it with blood.

So when you read this, try to understand.
I'm doing the best that I can.
I fight every day the things that make me so sad.
But it helps to talk about it, and the many after nights!
The days and days, the nights after nights.
I've called my life stories, just incredibly bad...........

poem by Clyde Bryson
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America s Strength (series)

During 9/11 they thought that we would run and hide
Instead we became more united, and stood side by side.
They thought that we would panic and run and hide in fear.
This just strengthened us more, and we wiped away our tears.

Freedom is not just given to us, we must stand and fight.
But this is GODS gift to us, and this is our birth right.
It is true that you destroyed two world icons
And you’ve taken many a life, but this just made us stronger
And we’ve just begun the fight.

It’s been nine years and we are still searching for you
We will not give up- for we are the RED, WHITE, AND BLUE.
These colors stand for freedom, known through out the world
We are here to protect every living creature, and every boy and girl.

The children of the world now see
That we will fight for all peoples liberty.
You can not destroy HOPE, FAITH, AND LOVE
For that is imbedded in our souls, and protecting it is our goal.

Your own children are tired of what they see
They will turn their backs on you, and that’s the reality.
It is you who is running and hiding, and living underground
But sooner or later, you know that you’ll be found.

So yes! Remember 9/11 and gloat at what you’ve done
For this day forward, you’ll never see the sun.

poem by Louis Rams
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When Poor In All But Hope And Love

WHEN, poor in all but hope and love,
I clasped thee to my faithful heart;
For wealth and fame I vowed to rove,
That we might meet no more to part!
Years have gone by-long weary years
Of toil, to win thee comfort now-
Of ardent hopes-of sickening fears-
And wealth is mine-but where art thou?

Fame's dazzling dreams, for thy dear sake,
Rose brighter than before to me;
I clung to all I deemed could make
My burning heart more worthy thee.
Years have gone by-the laurel droops
In mockery o'er my joyless brow :
A conquered world before me stoops,
And Fame is mine-but where art thou?

In life's first hours, despised and lone,
I wandered through the busy crowd;
But now that life's best hopes are gone,
They greet with pride and murmurs loud.
Oh! for thy voice! thy happy voice,
To breathe its laughing welcome now;
Wealth, fame, and all that should rejoice,
To me are vain-for where art thou?

poem by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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Mockery To Waste Money

Mockery to waste money
And enjoy life
Waste time and energy
Direct not what to write
And what not to write
How to dance
And how not to dance
Deprived not dues
Bare necessities
And not be a
Subject of mockery.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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The Child in the Womb…

The child in the womb longs
To leave the darkness ’round,
And see the light of the world,
Created by God.

The child in the womb yearns
To breathe the lovely air
Of independent life,
Made by God.

The child in the womb wants
To move about with ease,
On planet earth’s terrain,
Meant for it.

The child in the womb waits
To show its cry of life,
And feel its mother’s warmth,
And parents’ love.

The child in the womb loves
To show its beauteous form,
That love of God gave it,
Free of cost!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-15-2008

poem by John Celes
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Knock Me Down

never too soon to be through
being cool too much too soon
too much for me too much for you
you're gonna loose in time
every turn looking to burn
some never learn live and learn
stop your searching for a curse
before you end up in a hearse
don't be afraid to show your friends
that you hurt inside inside
pain's part of life don't hide behind your false pride
it's a lie your lie
don't slip away and don't forget
i'll give you more than you can get
it's so lonely when you don't even know
yourself come to me
if you see me getting mighty
if you see me getting high
knock me down
i'm not bigger than life
i'm tired of being untouchable
i'm not above the love
i'm part of you and you're part of me
why did you go away
too late to tell you how i feel
i want you back but i get real
can you hear my falling tears
making rain where you lay
finding what you're looking for
can end up being such a bore
i pray for you most every day
my love's with you now fly away
if you see me getting mighty
if you see me getting high
knock me down
i'm not bigger than life
it's so lonely when you don't even know yourself

song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from Mother's Milk
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The Game of Fate

What if I told you love was a game I don’t want to play,
Because its hurt me one too many times,
And I’m afraid,
Afraid of finding everything I want,
And it not wanting me back,
Or what if love is just some trick of our imagination,
And one day we wake to find nothing at all,
And all that’s left is our own devastation.
Sometimes I dream too much,
And when I finally find my dreams in life,
They only cause me strife,
And pain,
And hurt,
But love and pain walk hand in hand with fate,
Life is an adventure filled with pain,
But somewhere deep within that pain is something stronger,
Something that can over come it all,
And that is love,
But first you have to ride the waves of fate.
Through the many trials you must face,
In the end it is all worth it no matter how much you had to give up along the way,
Love is worth the fight,
And that is what fate is trying to teach you,
That love is so special,
It shouldn’t be so easy to obtain,
So fate throws you pain,
But you have to push through,
In order to find the love that’s true.

poem by Lauren Wiltrout
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Silence (Version 2)

Life passes by
In silence we breathe
At all the wrongs done
In one singular Life

Silence we are told
Is what will save your life
NEVER tell a soul
Of the torment
In your life

Silently you suffer
At the hands of evil deeds
You cannot even whisper
SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE

Often you cry
All alone at night
And over the years
You learn to stifle the tears

In silence you watch
Wondering will anyone hear
Or even want to know
About my story of woe

Then slowly it trickles
A teardropp falls
Its time people heard
That silence is no more
Its time to speak up
To share my story of old

poem by Kaila George
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Liberty

Theres a gentleness within
Theres a kindness that shell bring
Through her eyes of sadness lies
All her love for him
Imprisoned every day
A handsome price to pay
Even when shes done her time
Shell insist that lifes just fine
Someday soon shell make her move
Seize her chance to shine
Its all that she can do
To free herself from you
Its her liberty ( that she wants you to see )
Its her liberty ( that she wants you to see )
Where has all her life blood gone
Will you ever see
Even if she understood
Is it written that she should
Come and see him when shes gone
Hes surprised but knows hes wrong
A simple case of do or die
And now shes cut and run
Your vision let you down
You almost let her drown
Its her liberty ( that she wants you to see )
Its her liberty ( that she wants you to see )
Where has all her life blood gone
Will you ever see
Even if she understood
Is it written that she should
Where has all her life blood gone
Wil you ever see
Even if she understood
Is it written that she should
Its her liberty ( that she wants you to see )
Its her liberty ( that she wants you to see )
Where has all her life blood gone
Will you ever see
Even if she understood
Is it written that she should
Its her liberty ( that she wants you to see )
Its her liberty ( that she wants you to see )
Where has all her life blood gone
Will you ever see
Even if she understood
Is it written that she should

song performed by by Olive
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