The Home Of Love
Ever since You were the home of love for me, my love has lived where You have lived. Because of You, I have delighted in the wrath of my enemies; let them be, let them torment the one whom You tormented. It was from You that they learned their wrath, and I love them, for they hound the wounded one whom You struck down. Ever since You despised me, I have despised myself, for I will not honour what You despise. So be it, until Your anger has passed, and again You will redeem
Your own possession, which You once redeemed.**
**From the bondage of Egypt.
Translated by T. Carmi
poem by Yehudah HaLevi
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The Wrath Did End
i was angry with my friend
now i told my wrath,
the wrath did end,
i wandered in fears,
whole day with my tears,
but i cant be apart,
so i told my wrath,
the wrath did end.
my soul told me
how can you hurt,
whom you placed
in your heart,
so i told my wrath,
and wrath did end.
i am back my dear,
and never ever do so.
u also please dont,
treat me as a foe,
and tell your wrath,
and wrath will end
poem by Anubhav gupta
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For you Valentine!
O Valentine!
Among hanged,
I could find your face.
Some like you:
will never die,
they judge
love as freedom,
they torment
death to death!
O Valentine!
You lived like a saint,
were executed
like a rogue!
Dear apostle of love,
I know you are the happiest:
someone bringing
happiness to others!
O Valentine!
Your cards display
all the praise of love!
But, for me Valentine,
every card is a torment,
wrath of power,
wild gasp for breath,
high strangled cries,
sacrifice!
O Valentine!
Now you are just a day!
A day of love
expectations,
frustrations,
agonies and solitude...
But my Valentine,
Your silence
strangle me!
14.02.98
Dedicated to: The unknown souls perished in the Coimbatore bomb blasts on St. Valentine’s Day on 1997. My friends told more than four hundred people got killed, but the authorities said: only less than hundred! Who will account for the poor beggars, cobblers etc! Let’s pray for their souls rest in peace.
poem by Premji Premji
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S.P.S.
Album : Silencer (2001)
The fields have no shame
See with eyes that cannot see
Know the difference just the same
And this I know
Feel the fear of being crushed
When the sky falls on our heads
All the truth is being hushed
And this I know
Love whole love, Love whole love
Love whole love, Love whole love
Love whole love, Love whole love...
I want to hear an answer
I want to hear an answer
Knocked the bullet on the head
Cut myself don't mind in pain
Feel the colour stain me red
And this I know
I want to hear an answer
I want to hear an answer
When you find out everything you've lived is a lie
When you find out everything you've lived is a lie (yeah..)
Love whole love, Love whole love
Love whole love, Love whole love
Love whole love, Love whole love...
I want to hear an answer
I want to hear an answer
When you find out everything you've lived is a lie
When you find out everything you've lived is a lie
song performed by by Zed
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Thieves Like Us
Ive watched your face for a long time
Its always the same
Ive studied the cracks and the wrinkles
You were always so vain
Well, now you live your life like a shadow
In the pouring rain
Oh, its called love
Yes, its called love
Oh, its called love
And it belongs to us
Oh, it dies so quickly
It grows so slowly
But when it dies, it dies for good
Its called love
And it belongs to everyone but us
Ive lived my life in the valleys
Ive lived my life on the hills
Ive lived my life on alcohol
Ive lived my life on pills
But its called love
And it belongs to us
Its called love
And its the only thing thats worth living for
Its called love
And it belongs to us
Its called love
Yes its called love
Oh, love is found in the east and west
But when love is at home, its the best
Love is the cure for every evil
Love is the air that supports the eagle
Its called love
And its so un-cool
Its called love
And somehow its become unmentionable
Its called love
And it belongs to every one of us
Its called love
And it cuts your life like a broken knife
song performed by by New Order
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The dupe of friendship, and the fool of love; have I not reason to hate and to despise myself? Indeed I do; and chiefly for not having hated and despised the world enough.
quote by William Hazlitt
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All Will Know Him
When God’s Wrath, my friend, is poured, all will know it’s of The Lord,
As men hide under rocks and in caves, from the only One Who saves,
From The Lamb, on His Throne, His Wrath to the entire world is shown,
All men who refused God’s Truth, shall know His Wrath as vivid proof.
Yet, the very God, whom they despise, wants not to see their demise,
But desires that all come to Christ, to accept His unmatched sacrifice,
That of God’s Only Begotten Son, sent to bring salvation to everyone,
Not wanting to harm, but rescue all, from His Wrath, that is sure to fall.
But, in their rebellion, they persist, while the Love of Christ, they resist,
Knowing there is Judgment ahead, all persist in arrogant pride instead,
The pride causing men to ignore, the coming Judgment, that’s in store,
For every man in every nation, who refuse to embrace God’s Salvation.
Knowing who they shall hide from, and yet unbelievers refuse to come,
To the Only One to save their soul, before His Judgment begins to roll,
From God’s storehouse up above, down upon all who refuse His Love,
Spiraling down from their unbelief, they shall find from Christ, no relief,
All this as The Lord purges the earth, of all who see God of little worth,
And all will know that Christ is Lord, when upon all His Wrath is poured,
But you can accept Christ today, and escape God’s Wrath on that day,
If you will only acknowledge Him, as The One who died for all your sin.
(Copyright ©02/2009)
Home
we'll wander off through the dead of night
'cause wastelands of shattered souls
warm by the firelight
appear into the darkness alone
as the Indian summer of my remembrance
settles on my bones
cracked and weary
I ask for direction home
home
let the words spill from my mouth
love
love is everything I want
I'm one of many more to come
love
love is everything i want
crossroads outside of town
the heartbroken faces charred
the city lights so far and dull
turning left and now it's time
with an urgen wind upon my rolling heels
to carry me along
my face so gashed I turn to ruins passed and home
home
let the words spill from my mouth
love
love is everything I want
I'm one of many more to come
love
love is everything I want
we'll wander through the dead of night
past terrors and broken homes
wipe the sleep from your eyes
of riverbanks and catacombs
sleeping to the [?]
always lived this life alone
lay down beneath the law
cry out
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina II / Friends and Enemies of Modern Music
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Good Morning Beautiful
One of these days you'll break me of many things
Some cold white day, but you're crazy if you think I would leave you this way
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes...soon
And one of these days I pray it will be sometime soon
On a day like today, you'd be crazy not to want me to teach you the way
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes...soon
Well I know what you're like - I've read it on the walls
You're too tired, you choose heaven over the earth and me but come on please...
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes
Well (maybe you) should take off
(yeah you) should take off
song performed by by Deftones
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Be Slow To Anger
Be slow to anger
And much quicker to love.
God didn't make mankind
To hate, hurt and our neighbors begrudge.
He gave each of us the holiest of gifts
Something we all posses.
And in our hearts, is where God’s love does its best.
So when you feel your anger building up inside
Go and give it to God, let in Him there reside.
His love is sufficient for all you see
He lives inside of you and me.
To bring mankind hope, joy and love
He gives it freely, from His Father God above.
It will smoother out any of anger's wrath
He will beat it up with the Holiest of bats!
He will beat it down, deep into the ground
So far, that your anger my friend
Will never again, ever be found.
poem by Linda Winchell
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Before Your Love
I wonder how I ever made it through a day
How did I settle for a world with shades of gray?
When you go in circles all the scenery looks the same
And you don't know why
Then I looked into your eyes
And the road stretched out in front of me
And I realized
Chorus:
I never lived
Before your love
I never felt
Before your touch
I never needed anyone to make me feel alive
But then again
I wasn't really living
I never lived
Before your love
I wanted more than just an ordinary life
All of my dreams seemed like castles in the sky
I stand before you and my heart is in your hands
And I don't know how
I survived without your kiss
Cause you've given me a reason to exist
Chorus
I never lived before your love
And I don't know why
Why the sun decides to shine
But you breathed your love into just in time
I never lived
Before your love
I never felt
Before your touch
I never needed anyone to make me feel alive
But then again
I wasn't really living
I never lived
I never lived
Before your love
song performed by by Kelly Clarkson from American Idol
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Late Came the God
Late came the God, having sent his forerunners who were
not regarded--
Late, but in wrath;
Saying: "The wrong shall be paid, the contempt be rewarded
On all that she hath."
He poisoned the blade and struck home, the full bosom receiving
The wound and the venom in one, past cure or relieving.
He made treaty with Time to stand still that the grief might
be fresh--
Daily renewed and nightly pursued through her soul to her
flesh--
Mornings of memory, noontides of agony, midnights unslaked
for her,
Till the stones of the streets of her Hells and her Paradise ached
for her.
So she lived while her body corrupted upon her.
And she called on the Night for a sign, and a Sign was allowed,
And she builded an Altar and served by the light of her Vision--
Alone, without hope of regard or reward, but uncowed,
Resolute, selfless, divine.
These things she did in Love's honour...
What is a God beside Woman? Dust and derision!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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The Wrath We Worship
Bow to the wrath that we worship
Submit to His vengeful grace
If you are not on His shoulders
The fury of hellfire, you'll face
Bow to the wrath that we worship
Give praise His angry love
Woe be to those who have questions
They will receive Hell from Above
Bow to the wrath that we worship
His plan is near to an end
With Revelations come death and destruction
And God is your only friend
poem by Scott Marek
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Weakness
My friend you came to be
Never thought you’d lift your hand to me
The anger that filled your eyes
Was it me whom you despised
A striking pain upon my cheek
It was you who made me weak
Cowardly it was of me
You would never set me free
That anger and rage
Words not on my page
I love you was not said
For that I had bled
Today I look back
I see what I lacked
Courage to say no
To get up and go
poem by Michelle Vergottini
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I've Lived My Life
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
I left the country for the city thought I was smart but I was silly
I should have known I'd get in trouble being so green
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
I met a boy and learned to love him I would have done anything for him
I've loved him more than anything I've ever seen
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
Only eighteen but it's all over I ruined my life to please my lover
I made him happy he made me cry then said goodbye
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
Only eighteen but it's all over...
I've lived my life and I'm only eighteen
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Born To Die
Just a baby
On a doorstep
Its how they found me
Cold and hungry
Raised on hatred
Fed by strangers
As a young girl
I often wondered
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
People push me
Knock me down
My foster parents
Kicked me around
They brought me up on
Loneliness
I never had me
A single friend
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
Must be someone
In this world
Who can save me
From myself
Or am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
Am I born to die
Never having lived
Am I born to die
Without love
In my life
song performed by by Donna Summer
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To a Lock of Hair
Thy hue, dear pledge, is pure and bright
As in that well - remember'd night
When first thy mystic braid was wove,
And first my Agnes whisper'd love.
Since then how often hast thou prest
The torrid zone of this wild breast,
Whose wrath and hate have sworn to dwell
With the first sin that peopled hell;
A breast whose blood's a troubled ocean,
Each throb the earthquake's wild commotion!
O if such clime thou canst endure
Yet keep thy hue unstain'd and pure,
What conquest o'er each erring thought
Of that fierce realm had Agnes wrought!
I had not wander'd far and wide
With such an angel for my guide;
Nor heaven nor earth could then reprove me
If she had lived and lived to love me.
Not then this world's wild joys had been
To me one savage hunting scene,
My sole delight the headlong race
And frantic hurry of the chase;
To start, pursue, and bring to bay,
Rush in, drag down, and rend my prey,
Then - from the carcass turn away!
Mine ireful mood had sweetness tamed,
And soothed each wound which pride inflamed: -
Yes, God and man might now approve me
If thou hadst lived and lived to love me!
poem by Sir Walter Scott
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Home Now
I'm hanging out with me
And you're a vacant chair
A chosen compromise
This space we rarely share
And if you lived here you'd be home now
So what you givin' up for me?
And what shall I give up for you?
Aimless expectations passing by
If you lived here you'd be home now
If you lived here you'd be home now
And to make it real
I need to have you here
I need to have you
I need to hold you
Barren wasted heart
Neglect of normalcy
And if you lived here you'd be home now
Oh if you lived here you'd be home now
And to make it real
I need to have you here
I need to have you
It can't be sincere
Unless you spend time here
I need to see you...
Supervision is what I need
Some consistence
song performed by by No Doubt from Return Of Saturn
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Psalm 136
O give thanks to the Lord all ye people
For His mercies endure forever
Open up thy mouth and make a joyful sound
For God's love is everywhere, it's all around
Even though I was lost and still in my sin
He plagued me relentlessly from deep within
And though I had wandered far from His sight
He came to me when I cried in the night
He delivered me and saved me from all my distress
And my sins He forgave me when I confessed
He struck all my enemies one by one
And so to that place I would never return
He made the sun and the moon and all that with love
He put the stars in the heavens and clouds high above
He redeemed me and loved me and called me by name
I was struck by His presence and was never the same
poem by Frank McEleny
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Thy hue, dear pledge, is pure and bright
As in that well-remember'd night
When first thy mystic braid was wove,
And first my Agnes whisper'd love.
Since then how often hast thou prest
The torrid zone of this wild breast,
Whose wrath and hate have sworn to dwell
With the first sin that peopled hell;
A breast whose blood's a troubled ocean,
Each throb the earthquake's wild commotion!
Oh if such clime thou canst endure
Yet keep thy hue unstain'd and pure,
What conquest o'er each erring thought
Of that fierce realm had Agnes wrought!
I had not wander'd far and wide
With such an angel for my guide;
Nor heaven nor earth could then reprove me
If she had lived, and lived to love me.
Not then this world's wild joys had been
To me one savage hunting scene,
My sole delight the headlong race
And frantic hurry of the chase;
To start, pursue, and bring to bay,
Rush in, drag down, and rend my prey,
Then—from the carcass turn away!
Mine ireful mood had sweetness tamed,
And soothed each wound which pride inflamed:-—
Yes, God and man might now approve me
If thou hadst lived, and lived to love me!
poem by Sir Walter Scott
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Discipline
THROW away Thy rod,
Throw away Thy wrath;
O my God,
Take the gentle path!
For my heart's desire
Unto Thine is bent:
I aspire
To a full consent.
Not a word or look
I affect to own,
But by book,
And Thy Book alone.
Though I fail, I weep;
Though I halt in pace,
Yet I creep
To the throne of grace.
Then let wrath remove;
Love will do the deed;
For with love
Stony hearts will bleed.
Love is swift of foot;
Love 's a man of war,
And can shoot,
And can hit from far.
Who can 'scape his bow?
That which wrought on Thee,
Brought Thee low,
Needs must work on me.
Throw away Thy rod;
Though man frailties hath,
Thou art God:
Throw away Thy wrath!
poem by George Herbert
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