Dark blue
It won´t forgive me
Everyone eats and feasts while I don´t
It won´t stop!
Everyone smiles and laughs while I don´t
It hurts! !
Everyone enjoys themself´s and it´s warm
I´m sorry, I´m sorry, I´m sorry, I´m sorry, I´m sorry, I´m sorry.
Mother...
poem by Makie Natsumoto
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In the Spirit of Rumi-17
I said to My Beloved
Who is dearest to You, O My Beloved –
those who seek to know You
or those who seek to love You?
My Beloved said
Those who seek to know Me
must first know themself;
look deep into themselves
to know that which is not themself,
to discard that which is not themself;
then when they have found themself
so deep within themself
they shall find Me there
Those who seek to love Me
must first love themself;
look deep with love into themselves
and discard that which they love but
which is not themself;
then when they have found themself
so deep within themself
they shall find Me there
and those who truly know themself
shall love themself and Me,
shall love Me in themself;
and those who truly love themself
shall know themself and Me,
shall know Me in themself;
two paths lead all to Me:
some love knowledge,
some know love,
the treasure lies
where these paths meet
in Me
poem by Michael Shepherd
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To My Mother...
mom i love u
but it hurts me
when ur like this
u may not be
perfect but i love u
u may do wrong but still ill love u
the things u say mom
it hurts me
but i believe what u say is true cuz ur my mother
i know u make
mistakes, ur only human
and i love u for that
but mom why do u
say things like that
why do u hurt me
i realize that
i was a mistake to u
but saying things like that it hurts
when u say that
it makes me feel
like i want 2 die,
cuz all i want 2 do is make u happy
if it wasnt for u mom
i could be on drugs or even dead
but im not mom i love u
i need u to stop saying these things
i love u
i need u
mom please forgive me
for the sins that iv done
just please love me even if just a lil bit
mom i love u
please forgive me
for everything ive done
and everything ive yet to do.
poem by Christopher Biddle
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The Best of the Best
Smiles and laughs
Grief and tears
Sticking together through the years
Sad movies
Late night snacks
The laughs we can’t stop
Shopping till we drop
Long talks
The guys we stalk
Tough breakups
Happy make ups
Fights that never last
Our attitude and sass
Sleepovers
And four leaf clovers
Sports
And short shorts
Smiles and laughs
Grief and tears
Sticking together through the years
poem by Maria Mullin
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Laughs
A woman laughs more, laughs often.
She laughs more in front of men,
More so in front of whom she values
And a man enjoys her every laugh.
05.08.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Letter To My Mom
Mom I love u but it hurts me when your like this.
Mom you may not be perfect but I love you,
you may do wrong but I love you.
Mom the things you say it hurts. what u say I believe because your my mom.
Mom, I know you make mistakes, your human and I love you for that.
Mom, why do you say things that would hurt me.
Why do you hurt me.
Mom, I realize that I can be a brat
but saying things like that it hurts.
Mom, when you say that, it makes me feel
like I want to die because I want to make you happy..
Mom, if it wasn't for you I could be on drugs or dead.
Mom, I love you,
I need you to stop saying these things.
I love you,
I need you,
Mom, forgive me for what I have done please
just please love me.
Mommy, i love you.
please forgive me for everything I've done and yet to do.
poem by Carrie Salazar
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The Mother Child
She's 46
but like a baby she clings
so obsessed with feeling wanted
she was never ment to be a mother
She's 15
takes herself so seriously
Has to be the mature one
has to pretend things are okay
She rarely laughs
rarely smiles
Oh, The mother child
At night she curls in a ball
clawing, clinging to her dreams
She dreams of laughter, fun, and smiles
She dreams of screaming and running for miles
But thats all they are
Because when she wakes
her mother lyes waiting, pleading
for the little mother child.
poem by Kelsi Brockway
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All the feasts will sing
All the feasts will sing
Let us dance
Let us sing
Let us celebrate
The whole world will dance
The whole world will sing
The whole world will celebrate
Even the feasts will sing
Will dance
Will celebrate
Passover
Christmas
The Prophet's Birthday
Mother's Day
Labor Day
Valentine's Day
All the feasts will sing
All the feasts will dance
All the feasts will celebrate
All the feasts will say
Life is beautiful
Life is a short dream
Let us enjoy it.
poem by Naji Almurisi
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Mother I'm Sorry
Mother I'm sorry
for not being the son
You wanted me to be
Mother can you forgive
for the past, the present, and the future
All those lesson that you thought me
I haven't use them in the best way
Can you forgive me for
the sin I made you carry
Mother can you forgive not showing you
the love you deserved
Mother I'm sorry for not lettting you in
when I needed you
MOTHER I'M SORRY FOR NOT SHOWING YOU
THE REAL ME WHICH IS A BEAST
poem by Mark Fisher
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This is my rain
Do you want to hold all sadness in the world to ease your own pain?
You think you are responsible to all fault
You always too hard to yourself
Till you don’t know what’s wrong
No, you don’t realize
This time you should release my hand and let me try
This is the way I show you my feeling
This is my rain
This is my eternal lament
It hurts to see you that way
It hurts when you ask that way
This is my rain
And you can’t stop it rains
It hurts when you try to smile
It hurts when you learn to lie
You think you are responsible for all the unhappiness
You always too hard to yourself
Till you feel you always wrong
No, maybe you have realized
But you deny your own hope and still don’t let me
This is the way my soul’s longing
This is my rain
This is my crying torment
It hurts to see you that way
It hurts when you still ask that way
This is my rain
And let me soaked in the rain
It hurts when you plea to be blamed
It hurts when you burden the flame
This is my rain
This is my fighting dance
Even you try to cage my heart
It won’t stop but flood
This is my rain
And it pours when rain
It hurts when it hits my skin
It hurts but storm will wash all clean
This is my rain
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Soldier's Will
The soldiers march on in the alley
I have to join to the army
Mother, this is my last voice
Sorry, i had no choice
Mother, the hatred is bare
Can't you see them, they are there
Mother, don't cry, i won't die
We will be together, you and I
Mother, the soldiers are the real fighters
Not the politicians, they don't even come to the yard
Without their bodyguards
Mother, when i will be back, open your arms and warm me with your feelings
And forgive me
For all i will have done
For all i will have killed
For all i will have seen
poem by Nader Baheri
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Catharses
‘My husband is away;
Father is blind, mother sleeping,
A good time, visit me soon.’
A girl in dance addresses Lord
Srinivasa.
The genre,
Audience enjoys,
The girl enjoys,
The singer enjoys,
And all women do.
No one is pricked.
The addressee is the Lord.
Catharses in sublimation.
05.12.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hurts To Be In Love
More and more
Your kiss is like a half opened door
I cant get in
You stop me just before I begin
And it hurts to be in love
When you never get enough
Oh it hurts to be in love
This endless urge
Keeps my body right on the verge
We touch and then
I wanna do it all over again
And it hurts to be in love
When you only want me half as much
I tell you it hurts to be in love
Im always worried you think Im pushing too hard
Oh baby it hurts me when you tell me Im going to far
We touch and then
I wanna do it all over again
And it hurts to be in love
When you only want me half as much
I tell you it hurts to be in love
It hurts
Baby it hurts
It hurts
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Happiness Is A Warm Gun (Danny Saber Remix)
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
She's not a girl who misses much
She's not a girl who misses much
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd
With the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes wide open
And the hands busy working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust
Hey, I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
I need a fix cause I'm going down
I need a fix cause I'm going down
I need a fix cause I'm going down
To the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down, uptown
Need a fix cause I'm going down, uptown
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
[Repeat until end]
song performed by by U2
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Famous Last Words
Kill your senses
You might be right
Hold your fire
I'll take you higher
Never drop
We'll never stop
Tar for feathers
Blood for honey
Milk for money
Isn't it funny how it hurts
How it hurts
You never see me make
The same mistake twice
You never see a tear
Coming out of these eyes
You never see me beg
For another shot
And you never see me change
Into something I'm not
Famous last words
Stare at someone
You used to know
Laughs at you
Turns around and fade away
If only I could see it that way
Kill your senses
It can't be right
Isn't it funny how it hurts
You never see me make
The same mistake twice
You never see a tear
Coming out of these eyes
You never see me quit
See me disengage
And you never see me spit in your face
Out of rage
Famous last words
song performed by by Zeromancer
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A man that hoards up riches and enjoys them not, is like an ass that carries gold and eats thistles.
quote by Richard Burton
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Happiness Is A Warm Gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Shes not a girl who misses much
Shes not a girl who misses much
Mother superior jump the gun
Mother superior jump the gun
Mother superior jump the gun
Mother superior jump the gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Shes well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane
The man in the crowd
With the multicoloured mirrors on his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes wide open
And the hands busy working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the national trust
Hey, I need a fix cause Im going down
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
I need a fix cause Im going down
I need a fix cause Im going down
I need a fix cause Im going down
To the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause Im going down, uptown
Need a fix cause Im going down, uptown
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a, a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun
[repeat until end]
song performed by by U2
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All This Time Still Falling Out Of Love
As a means of release
Pick up my little pieces of heaven
'Tis a social disease when I cry
As you head for the door
I want it all, you can take it all leave it
With the light coming in
My desire to give in runs away with me
If I'm not good enough and my love is too much
Then forget it
Now I am strong carry me home
You can take it or leave it
God help me but forgive my true intention
It hurts me but I've nowhere left to run
All this time still falling out of love
As we cut to the thrust
This could well be the year of decision
Do you know what I mean
Like a song spinning round in my head?
Now I am strong carry me home
You can take it or leave it
God help me but forgive my true intention
It hurts me but I've nowhere left to run
All this time still falling out of love
I want it all, give me it all
I want it all, give me it all
God help me but forgive my true intention
It hurts me but I've nowhere left to run
God help me but forgive my true intention
It hurts me but I've nowhere left to run
All this time still falling out of love
All this time still falling out of love
song performed by by Erasure
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Who Hurts Whom?
Hurt, is that lesson of life,
Perfect pool of Imperfects,
A kid may get hurt
Or may hurt its parents too
its parents may hurt
Or may hurt their kid too,
A brother may get hurt,
or he may hurt brothers and sisters too,
Sister gets hurt
Or she may hurt her brothers and sisters too,
Mother gets hurt or she my may hurt father too.
Father may get hurt Or may hurt mother too,
A friend gets hurt
Or may hurt his friend too!
A lover get hurts, or may hurt one's lover too,
Teacher may gets hurt
Or may hurt student too
Student gets hurt Or he may hurt his teacher too,
Life is a pool of Imperfects
And only Imperfects can perfect life,
And life is that greatest class room,
Where the greatest and perfect teacher teaches perfect lessons,
But life when teaches, we just close the chapter,
'saying it is our fate! '
Is it true that one has to hurt others to make his living?
Living a life, and make a Living aren't the differ?
People are determined to build life than live a life,
Where one may hurt others,
This the story of Buddha asking kisa Gouthami ' I will save your child, but bring handful of mustard from a home where death not entered! '
This is the story,
'I will heal your hurts, if you can bring some dust of a man's feet, whoever neither got hurt nor hurt others! '
Life a that teaches and hurt is that lesson,
Which shows the one who hurts is Imperfect than who gets hurt,
Both are still imperfect,
The one got hurt is more imperfect,
And he is the one who hurts himself,
by his desires and expectations,
He is the one who gives chance to others to hurt,
With his misunderstandings!
Hurt is the result of our own imperfection say those have seen and understood life in perfect!
God is that only perfect and he is out of life cycle,
And He can only be healer of all hurts!
Perfection can make us hurt free, but imperfection is the life,
Those who ant life let them adjust themself with imperfection of own first and with that of others,
What you say, is it perfect or imperfect? You please, decide and tell me!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Can I Forgive Him
Esmeralda
I am esmeralda agrn, se? ora.
I know Ive no right to speak.
My son is not the savage boy you see,
The cape, the sneer, the slicked-back hair
It hides the child I nursed and bathed, se? ora.
Please dont turn your eyes from me
Your son, gone to god, and mine to blame
My fated son,
He too is gone
The state will see to that, I am sure, se? ora
The state will see to that, I am sure.
1st mother
You spanish people, you come to this country
Nothing here changes your lives
Ungrateful immigrants asking for pity
When all of your answers are knives
This city makes a cartoon of a crime
Capes and umbrellas the glorification of slime
I have to face this horror, se? ora.
2nd mother
My religion
Asks me to pray for the murderers soul
But I think youd have to be
Jesus on the cross
To open your heart after such a loss
Can I forgive him?
Can I forgive him?
No, I cannot
Can I forgive him
No, I cannot
Friends become strangers
Compassion is hard to express in words
The trembling flowers they bring
Fear in the roots and the stem
What happened to me they know could happen to them.
Can I forgive him
No, I cannot
Can I forgive him
No
Esmeralda
Only God can say forgive
His son too received a knife
But we go on, we have to live
With this cross we call our life
1st mother
Feels like a bomb fell
And wave after wave come the aftershocks
2nd mother
You cant believe that its true
There must be some mistake
You drift through this nightmare from which you cant wake
Both mothers
Can I forgive him?
Can I forgive him,
No, I cannot
Can I forgive him?
Can I forgive him, no, I cannot
Can I forgive him?
Can I forgive him, no, I cannot
Can I forgive him
No, I cannot.
Lead vocal, acoustic guitar-paul simon
Recorded at paul simons home
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Sonnet: Forgive Them God, Lord
Forgive them God, they know not what they do;
Forgive them Lord, they know not what they say;
Forgive them God, they are my siblings too;
Forgive them Lord, they seem just bad today!
Forgive them God, they were all born with me;
Forgive them Lord, they suffered really;
Forgive them God; they were so good truly;
Forgive them Lord, they have done their duty!
Forgive them God, the tempter has them prey;
Forgive them Lord, they were so sad most days;
Federal been God and send your guardian fay;
Forgive them Lord, they have innocent face!
Forgive them God; I’ll pray for them instead;
Forgive them Lord; better You strike me dead!
28-5-2001 Perundurai, ERODE. T.N. INDIA
poem by John Celes
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