Bad Experience
I am are here
To collect some buds of humanity
After being chased to the alley of drought
Morality was corrupted
Mentality is suffocated
Many were falls
Into the trap or entrapment seems so tantalizing
Coming
Pouring like a rain
But scaring the soul of my kindness
To the gate of doubt and prejudice
Compassion is wounded.
poem by Malaya Roses
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Red Rain
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
I am standing up at the waters edge in my dream
I cannot make a single sound as you scream
It cant be that cold, the ground is still warm to touch
This place is so quiet, sensing that storm
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
Well Ive seen them buried in a sheltered place in this town
They tell you that this rain can sting, and look down
There is no blood around see no sign of pain
Hay ay ay no pain
Seeing no red at all, see no rain
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
Red rain-
Putting the pressure on much harder now
To return again and again
Just let the red rain splash you
Let the rain fall on your skin
I come to you defences down
With the trust of a child
Red rain is coming down
Red rain
Red rain is pouring down
Pouring down all over me
And I cant watch any more
No more denial
Its so hard to lay down in all of this
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
I see it
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is pouring down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Im bathing in it
Red rain coming down
Red rain is coming down
Red rain is coming down all over me
Im begging you
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Red rain coming down
Over me in the red red sea
Over me
Over me
Red rain
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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tHE sERMON oF THE Priest
He is kind. His life is all ruled by the
Kindness of His Embrace for those who are Rejected.
She is cruel and strict and claims
That this is what morality is all about.
Virtue is not equated with Kindness.
He loves the wounded kid and to Her
Whose basis for the Accusation is her own
Certainty
She knows people she proudly says.
aND dESpite the Doubt she claims
That he is the Priest
and the Boy is the Molested One.
How unkind for Certainty to Thrive
Sans the Proof
Without the Sight and Smell.
At the End she sits under a Tree.
The Snow Falls. And then she cries.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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How Do We Deal With Prejudice?
even those of us who've worked very hard
at not being prejudiced, have some type of
prejudice remaining. for example:
it could be prejudice by color, over religion,
over political views, concerning sexual orient-
ation.... prejudice against those who have money,
or those who dont! ...etc.
all prejudice is wrong by nature, most of it grounded
in the 'self'... in our own irrational fears, and our
stubborn streak of ignorance....
it's always taught, but doesnt have to be allowed!
it ofen hides under the banner of morality, or the
flags of patriotism...
we battle prejudice by being open minded, being
willing to listen, and learning to see ourselves
in other people...
if we say we have no prejudices, we have lost,
and prejudice has us bound.
if we admit our prejudices, name them, look at
them with naked eyes and resolve, then we're making
headway....
prejudice in the end is humanity failing to be human!
being human is a 24 hour a day,7 days a week job!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Never Less Than More
Yes I am all wrong
If I am all right
I must be the Him
But
Dear me
Weak creature of HIS
Read and crave the intuition.
Learn is seeking
More than right or wrong
Humanity need more than fixed culture
Necessity changes and so do us
Kindness
Never less, change done nothing
Endearment of endurance
Facing death playing wild
Surviving own entrapment might be not
Stalked by bleeding care, I’m almost gone
Animosity of the beast was too near
Double-bladed words play evils
But dear me….
Compassion saves humanism
HIS mercy is always comes with ultimate surrender.
poem by Malaya Roses
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Rain
Rain, rain as it falls upon my pane
is a cleansing for my soul.
It washes away my earthly essence
and reminds me of my role.
That as a creature given the chance
to love my fellowman
I must always try to show compassion
in every way I can.
Rain, rain as I hear you on my pane
falling dropp by drop,
You slow me down to discover
that never will I stop.
For I will go on forever
just as rain will fall.
And I will become my soul again
and understand it all.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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When The Rain Falls Down
when the rain falls down it awakes my dream
when the rain falls down it washes me clean
when the rain falls down it screams my scream
when the rain falls down it follows me
when the rain falls down it carrys me
when the rain falls down it unties me
when the rain falls down it talks to me
when the rain falls down im comin clean
when the rain falls down. down on me.
poem by Alyssa Swensen
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Compassion
You want more, and still more,
Until you get more than you ever bargained for.
Now its plain, clear as rain,
Ive seen your symptoms many times before.
Lying on your bed of pain
What will you have now?
What are riches untold in a life without compassion?
For theres no winter as cold
As a life without compassion.
Theres no prescription thats sold
That can heal you like compassion.
Well you tried and you cried,
And let your disappointment make you hard inside.
You have doubt, you reach out,
Still youre the only one you care about.
Hiding in your sack of woe
What do you need now?
For there is nothing so sad
As a life without compassion.
And even love has turned bad,
It was love without compassion.
And you dont need what you had
cause you did not have compassion.
Dying on your bed of pain
What will you have now?
Youll get no judgment from me,
I can only feel compassion.
And if thats what you need,
I will give you my compassion.
Just dont forget about me
cause we all need some compassion.
Open up your heart
So you can start to feel compassion.
Get down on your knees,
Pray to heaven for compassion.
Everybody needs compassion.
If you want to be healed
Then you know you got to feel compassion.
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Confession
I write
and I can also fight.
I fight for injustice.
I fight for sarcastic
and mislead of your mentality (incapability to fight for injustice) .
I am the protector of a devout,
at the same time, I bend my head in front of a scout.
You will see a' spark.'
A spark, which is unbeatable
because something is going intolerable....
You say, ' Humanity is a gift of the God.'
Yes, that's right.
So, I want to fight
for what gone to unfair.
Manpower has been corrupted in every layer (most of us are selfish) .
To die before death
is no doubt great
for those who the fellow of regret.
Ear-less will never realize it.
Thereby, I shall have to fight.
Please stand by me,
and, we shall again see
a prestigious, theistic world.....,
Yes, this is me. (but I am a simple and well - tempered boy)
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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Oh Rain
rain rain rain
oh rain
you have seen that a roses almost dried
i don't want to it happened
because i was waiting for flower buds bloom
rain rain rain
oh rain
please coming soon
don't make me cry
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When Will It Rain
No one ever sees you cry
You just keep it all inside
In a warm place, where you can hide
When will it rain
When will it rain
I saw you laugh the other day
But all too fast it went away
Now your skys cloudy n gray
Falling mainly on the plain
When will it rain
When will it rain
No water fallls
Down your window pane
And when I look into your eyes
That window to your soul cant lie
Theres water where the well went dry
So how long can there be a drought
When your dams filled with doubt
No place to build your house
Let your cup runneth over and out
I said for crying out loud
When will it rain
When will it rain
No water fallls
Down your window pane
When will it rain
When will it rain
A tear for fear is calling out your name
Rain on me
song performed by by Extreme
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Skylark's downcast at the downtrodden
Starry-eyed Hunter!
what are you searching in the sky?
We are watching the segregation of the stars.
So far nothing has fallen down from the sky.
And who fulfil our tasteless stomachs?
When there was a drought
you poured us rain
and thank you for your kindness.
But the floods befriend with us
and accompanied towards the graveyard.
Anyway the dying is better than the starvation
and thank you again for your kindness.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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London Rain
I'm coming, i'm coming home to you
I'm alive, i'm a mess
I can't wait to get home to you
To get warm and undressed
There've been changes beyond my dreams
Everybody wants me to sing
There've been changes beyond my grasp
Things i'm sinking in
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do
And when somebody knows you well
Well, there's no comfort like that
And when somebody needs you
Well, there's no drug like that
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do
And when i'm home, curled in your arms
And i'm safe again
I'll close my eyes and sleep, sleep
To the sound of london rain
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do
song performed by by Heather Nova
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A Sparrow's Thoughts... (Number Two)
forgiveness comes easy for those
who have dared to look in the mirror!
it is most difficult to judge the
reflection of ourselves!
hate is merely love poisoned by fear...
and fear, the bloody sword of ignorance!
if we spent less time preaching about
superficial morality, and more time
acting out of compassion, being aware
both of our own humanity, and the
humanity of all others....
we would come much closer to being godly!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Gasoline Alley Bred
Woman, get your head out of curlers.
Time get your butt out of bed.
Get down your hats and baggage, my child.
Going back home,
going back to the homestead.
I'm a-gonna heat me some water,
and put a shine upon my shoes.
Telephone my ma,
Keep the room above Joe's
'Cause we're coming back,
coming back to the homestead.
Everything is packed,
getting back to the homestead.
This time, this time we'll stay.
I know that we could have made it;
we had ideas in our heads.
And I wish somehow
we could have saved it
but we're Gasoline Alley bred.
Yet the years haven't really been wasted,
and I know it in my head.
We did good for the life that we've tasted
'cause we're Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley bred
Woman, you can really believe it,
I did everything a man could do.
Breaking my back just to make us a dime.
That won't mean a damn
when no one wants to know you.
Woman, I know how you're feeling.
I've seen the hurt upon your face.
How many time do you think that I've cried?
Knowing every day that your heart was getting broken,
holdin' back your pride til you were nearly chokin'
Oh let's get away.
chorus
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
Gasoline Alley, Gasoline Alley Bred
song performed by by Hollies
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Big Storm, The Rain Falls
The rain falls like leaves and snow.
It stutters and mutters
And bounces and flows.
The rain falls like a big black crow,
Flapping and cawing
And thrashing and crashing.
The rain falls like spades of earth
Tossed on the grave of summer mirth.
The rain falls like a magic spell:
Billions of droplets singing their songs.
The rain falls like a lover's kisses,
Wet on the flesh of the trembling earth.
The rain falls like a forest of time,
Shimmering seconds, liquid and cold.
The rain falls like an ancient story,
Trickling on roots, twisted and old.
poem by Norm Milstein
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Rain
When the rain falls,
It; s like me pouring out tears.
I'm filled with pain like the rain;
I'm like a droplet
That can't control where I'm going.
I stand under the rain thinking,
Why does it rain? ...
Giving me all this pain and sorrow
I have on myself that can't be gone.
poem by Jessica Lee
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Drought and famine..
The drought here is intolerable,
Find no water in few weeks,
The desert is cooler at night,
Moving reptiles water slight,
Power suit human talk climate,
Change and the glacier afloat,
Hearing that feel thirstier,
tipping of cigarette buds, hotter,
Throwing the cover of sweets,
Arrival of tiny pests, uninvited,
Drought in the middle of the mall,
In the middle of the town and hall,
Where the Chinese pots are kept,
All in a row in soil are the plants,
Silent roots dig no more for water,
Drought is declared in the pots,
Where human find no time,
To water these pitiful shrubs,
Where human fail to see the living,
Waiting for water with hope,
Where human throw the empty bottles,
Those collect the trash keep the pots clean.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Label On The Wind
I stumbled on and almost fell across your moosehead-slippers
The other day sometime ago on the radio
They played that song again it still sounds the same
Outside my window all the rain is pouring down again
The night is still its way past three
Another cup of tea coz I can't sleep
In two hours you'll get out of bed
Chocolate milk with cheese on toasted bread
And outside my window all the rain keeps pouring down again
Washing all the dirt and hurt away so they say
And outside my window all the rain keeps pouring down again
Washing all the dirt and hurt away
Outside my window all the rain keeps pouring down again
I wonder if where you are it is raining just the same
Just the same
song performed by by Quorthon
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When it rains
When the rain comes
with lightning pouring down,
I can see flashes coming nearer from far.
The dogs get scared
by the thundering noise
and shiver with every bang
that the lightning bolts strike,
but the ginger cat’s eyes
glow as if alight.
No rain can keep him in
and like a ghost he prowls away,
appearing here and there
and in the pouring whet climbs trees
to pounce on unexpecting birds.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Troubled Soul
You say, you reached the point of no return
And I believe your faith has deserted you
You lie all the time
So pay for your freedom or pay for your crime
And the pleasure is mine
Like revenge is sweet on corrupted meat
The compulsion to feed the flames of greed
You take the easy way out your troubled soul
I lie, and do you lie when you believe
I fear that first dependency in years
You lie all the time
So pay for your freedom or pay for your crime
And the pleasure is mine
Like revenge is sweet on corrupted meat
The compulsion to feed the flames of greed
You take the easy way out your troubled soul
You show me how you feel, like a dog in the pouring rain
You wont fight, you wont fight, ever again
Burn, burn, burn
You take the easy way out your troubled soul
song performed by by Xymox
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