Elegy To Lost Childhood
the little things inside our heads
all seemed as real as rain,
knew nowt about taxation, mortgages or pain,
then they came and scooped them out.
monsters! from above
and fantasy was no longer truth
and we grew facial fuzz.
poem by Frances May
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Without Regret
Saddened memories,
I once held as property.
Who knew,
They would go...
When they grew,
Inside of me!
I now reflect,
Without regret.
I know now
Defeats I've met!
But who knew,
They would go...
When they grew,
Inside of me!
Those times
Stayed on my mind
For days at a time.
I used that to feed,
My own desperate needing.
I lived with anger and deceit!
I felt those feelings deep,
Within me!
Defeats I have met!
But who knew,
They would go...
When they grew,
Inside of me!
But...
Who knew,
They would go...
When they grew,
Inside of me!
Who knew,
Like I do now...
When they grew,
Somehow
They would go...
From inside of me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Don't Have a Clue how I'm Going to Die
You don't know thisyet but you will soon.
Do you know, Please know this now.
Your duaghter is going to top herself tonight.
She dosen't want you tosave her this time.
But she wants you to know that she's sorry.
Sorry for all the pain she's cuased.
But her life she can no longer bear to live.
Her heart and minfd has spoken to her.
She knew the truth.
She knew she could never be free from her past.
She knew the hurt and pain would always be there.
She knew it was killing her inside.
She knew that she could not fight any more.
She allways knew she'd lose the fight.
And deep down she allways knew,
in her heart that it would come to this.
That it would come to her suiciide.
She just wants youtoknow these things.
She loves you so much.
She couldn't make you watchher like this anymore.
And shesm sorry
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Monsters of the Night
Inner demons who seem to rule my fate
for me I feel its far to late
for deep within they always hide
these monsters eating away at me from the inside
inner demons that scream
my thoughts some how not what they seem
monsters that creep out at night
Oh hell! ! this does not feel right
inner demons, please find another soul to torment
for me this torture is no longer meant
My deeply feared monsters of the dark
here no longer will you park
inner demons leave me be
my scary monsters of the night
I beg of you, please finally let me be
for my soul craves, needs the much healing light
inner demons, cast yourselves away
no longer do I want you to have any say
monsters who taint my soul to black
no longer will you haunt, for I will someday find my way back!
poem by Jill Ferrey
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The Pain Is Just To Real
The pain is just to real.
There’s a tear somewhere deep within me.
Pulling at me, reaching up, seizing me.
The pain is just to real.
It bursts white hot scorching my insides.
Prying me open, ripping inside me.
The pain is just to real.
Needles hitting over and over again.
A cry of fear burst through my mouth.
The pain is just to real.
I hear the thud each time the pain comes.
It’s excruciating, I can’t take this much longer.
The pain is just to real.
I clutch my chest I can’t seem to breathe.
It’s killing me.
The pain is just to real.
Something’s shattering inside me.
It’s hitting every piece of flesh within me.
The pain is just to real.
White hot pain explodes in my chest.
Thud, Thud, pain pulses through my veins.
The pain is just to real.
My muscles begin to twitch.
Clutching my chest I think I see lights.
The pain is just to real.
My vision goes blurry.
I’m coming short of breath.
The pain is just to real.
With one gasping breathe I realize what’s happening.
My heart is shattering..
poem by Krystal Allison
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Standing There In The Rain
Standing there in the rain
crying through the pain
Standing there in the rain
its so dark no one thought
Standing there in the rain
i watch how all disappears
Standing there in the rain
i dropped to my knees
Standing there in the rain
no strenght to believe again
Standing there in the rain
i wish i can breath again
Standing there in the rain
Im no longer there
Standing there in the rain
wish i knew what to do
Standing there in the rain
the dark is waiting for me
Standing there in the rain
im getting stronger
No longer screaming
no longer believing
Standing there in the rain
i see someone staring
Standing there in the rain
its when the war began....
poem by Priscilla Colon
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Let It Rain!
Rain! Rain!
Let it rain!
Let the rain wash away the pain.
Furious thunder,
Roaring across the sky.
Releasing her anger,
That was kept inside.
Rain! Rain!
Let it rain!
Let the rain wash off the stain.
Heavy raindrops,
Pouring down to the ground.
Expressing her sorrows,
That was held inside
Rain! Rain!
Let it rain!
Let the nature heal the pain.
Violent wind,
Blowing out of control.
Exerting her power,
That was once withheld.
Rain! Rain!
Let it rain!
Soon there will be no more pain.
Grew To Believe
I did not awaken with dreams to write.
Or decide I was creative.
I awakened each day trying to fight it,
This appetite I had.
Especially when I thought that I had,
Something I should not want to have.
Few people I knew were encouraged to express,
An acceptance of their gifts.
I grew up in the projects.
And those who were 'different' were made to feel it.
Few people I knew were encouraged to express,
A happiness with talents they possessed.
With a gladness from others...
Who did not address an envy with a jealousness.
But a showing of a knowing that I knew,
Grew...
Inside of me.
Yes,
A showing of a knowing that I knew...
Grew!
A showing of a knowing that I knew,
Grew...
Inside of me.
Yes,
A showing of a knowing that I knew...
Grew,
To believe.
I did not awaken with dreams to write.
Or decide I was creative.
I awakened each day trying to fight it,
This appetite I had.
But...
A showing of a knowing that I knew,
Grew...
Inside of me.
Yes,
A showing of a knowing that I knew...
Grew,
To believe.
A showing of a knowing that I knew,
Grew...
Inside of me.
A showing of a knowing that I knew...
Grew,
To believe.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Make It Real
Music :rudolf schenker
Lyrics:herman rarebell
You can always trust your inner feelings
cause they always tell the truth
Where did it get you, then your analyzing
Just do what feels right for you
If you take life as a crazy gamble
Throw your dice take your chance
You will see it from the different angle
And you too can join the dance
Make it real not fantasy
Fantasy
Make it real not fantasy
Fantasy oooh yeah
Did you ever have a secret yearning
Dont you know it could come true
Nows the time to set wheels turning
To open up your life for you
As you know theres always good and evil
Make your choice dont be blind
Open up your mind and dont be trivial
Theres a whole new world to find
Make it real not fantasy
Fantasy
Make it real not fantasy
Fantasy oooh yeah
Did you ever have a secret yearning
Dont you know it could come true
Nows the time to set wheels turning
To open up your life for you
If you take life as a crazy gamble
Throw your dice take your chance
You will see if from a different angle
And you too will join the dance
Make it real not fantasy
Fantasy
Make it real not fantasy
Fantasy
Make it real not fantasy
Fantasy
Make it real not fantasy
Fantasy oooh yeah
song performed by by Scorpions
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hear all, see all, say nowt, tak' all, keep all, gie nowt, and if tha ever does owt for nowt do it for thysen.
Tell Me Why
Oh, why
I just wanted to lay down and die
You dont know the pain that I feel inside
Could this be a dream or is it real tonight
Tell me why, oh why
It hurts inside, for real, a lie
Can you tell me what went wrong with our love
We laughed, we cried
Through battles, we survived
Our love was sure as the stars above
Oh, tell me why
Oh, why
I just wanted to lay down and die
You dont know the pain that I feel inside
Could this be a dream or is it real tonight
Tell me why, oh why
You said wed be together forever
They say true love never dies
You said that I was all you needed
Why did we have to say goodbye
The situation is killing me
But you had to step out on me
With another man, I dont understand
I saw you holding his hand
Oh, why
I just wanted to lay down and die
You dont know the pain that I feel inside
Could this be a dream or is it real tonight
Tell me why, oh why
I remember the first time that I laid eyes on you
You were the only one for me, I thought I knew
Now my heart is filled with pain
Cuz our love was in vain
Tell me why, oh why, please tell me why
Oh, why
I just wanted to lay down and die
You dont know the pain that I feel inside
Could this be a dream or is it real tonight
Tell me why, oh why
2 - i need to know, please tell me
Why did you have to leave me
I need your love, please tell me
Baby tell me
Repeat 2 while:
I need to know right now
Wont you tell me
Can I testify right now
Girl I used to do the things you wanted me to do
I cooked your breakfast, I rubbed your back
But you had to step out on me
And with another man
Why did you do this to me
Please tell me, please tell me
I deserve better than this
Wont you tell me
What did I do wrong
Oh, tell me why why why
I get lonely without you baby
song performed by by Ideal
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Fantasy or Fact? for friend C.P Sharma
I am not dead nor do I live.
I hover somewhere in between
No explanation I can give
will prove to be sufficient to.
Describe exactly how I feel.
I long to stay but want to go.
To who or what do I appeal?
I am confused I do not know.
When I return to consciousness
and find I am myself again.
Gone is the sense of timelessness.
I am content and free from pain.
I knew deaths door was open wide
but knew my family needed me.
I did not choose to step inside.
It could have been a fantasy.
I’m sure some few will understand
but only those who have been there.
Most will dismiss it out of hand.
Though not because they do not care.
They simply cannot comprehend
they lack the sensitivity.
To know that death can be a friend
who is prepared to set you free.
But in the end the choice is yours.
It is your life you must decide
which would be the better course.
To just give up or to abide.
I don’t remember which I chose
but obviously I am still here.
I must have chosen I suppose.
But on that point I am not clear.
I can remember vividly
The doctors crowding round my bed
Whilst I was floating happily
and watching from above their heads..
Fantasy or reality
I do not know but I am sure
That it has wrought a change in me
that’s permanent and will endure.
No longer will I fear to die.
I know that death is not the end.
I am quite sure but know not why.
My enemy is now my friend.
I know that death will set me free
When my time comes then I will go
Released from my earthly body.
Towards a future I can’t know.
22/10/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Im Not Sorry
I'm not sorry for the things I said
when I was hurting deep inside.
They were things I had to say, and
things I could no longer hide.
I get called spoiled and
also a brat
If people knew the real me
they would not say that.
I cry deep inside everyday.
Every night.
The only thing I wish is that
everything was right.
Nothing seems right.
Nothing seems fair.
It's harder for me cause
I have no one there.
No one to guide me or
help me at all.
I feel claustrophobic.
My world seems so small.
I gotta get out and try
being by myself.
If I don't there'll be
nothing left.
I hope for the best and
pray at night.
That one day everything
will be alright.
However long it takes
I'll be right here.
I won't say 'I'm sorry'
and I won't cry a tear.
poem by Heather Noble
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Between My Horse's Wings (Expanded)
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
The wind rushing forcefully
Through my long dark hair
The feel of the cool air
Beneath the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy
The muscles work powerfully
To drive us into the night
The stars wink like little lights
Above the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As I ride over the ocean and sea
My muscles tense as I hold
My skin red from the windy cold
Flowing past the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
I revel in this dangerous ecstasy
A silvery mane blows in my face
Blown back, by the wind we race
Born on by the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As we fly through the air swiftly
My face is lifted toward the sky
Arms outstretched, wind rushing by
The beating of the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
Faster and faster, we seem to fly
The wind tugging at my body
As I look to the heavenly bodies
Shining on the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
My horse flies gracefully
Over the fields and streams
Are these things only my dreams?
Sitting between the horse’s wings
No Knight Am I
With any giving of reason,
Just to get to see you pleased.
There are some strict restrictions,
I must uphold to leave.
No knight am I,
To wear any armor.
Or will I sustain,
Dramatized headaches to cause me pain.
I want to be here,
To just be with you.
With a promise not to leave,
When your tears fall like the pouring rain.
I...
Am real!
And not...
A fantasy.
I...
Believe,
We can be happy.
If together you want to be with me.
No knight am I,
To wear any armor.
Or will I sustain,
Dramatized headaches to cause me pain.
I want to be here,
To just be with you.
With a promise not to leave,
When your tears fall like the pouring rain.
I...
Am real!
And not...
A fantasy.
I...
Believe,
We can be happy.
If together you want to be with me.
But...
With any giving of reason,
Just to get to see you pleased.
There are some strict restrictions,
I must uphold to leave.
Because I...
Am real!
And not...
A fantasy.
And I...
Believe,
We can be happy.
If together you want to be with me.
I...
Am real,
And not a fantasy.
No knight am I in armor.
To gallop in your dreams.
I am someone real.
Who loves you as it seems.
No knight am I in armor.
To gallop in your dreams.
I am someone real.
Who loves you as it seems.
And I...
Believe,
We can be happy.
If together you want to be with me.
If together you want to be with me.
If together you want to be with me.
If together you want to be with me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Between My Horse's Wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
The wind rushing forcefully
Through my long dark hair
The feel of the cool air
Beneath the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy
The muscles work powerfully
To drive us into the night
The stars wink like little lights
Above the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As I ride over the ocean and sea
My muscles tense as I hold
My skin red from the windy cold
Flowing past the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
I revel in this dangerous ecstasy
A silvery mane blows in my face
Blown back, by the wind we race
Born on by the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
As we fly through the air swiftly
My face is lifted toward the sky
Arms outstretched, wind rushing by
The beating of the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
Faster and faster, we seem to fly
The wind tugging at my body
As I look to the heavenly bodies
Shining on the horse’s wings
Is this real, or is this fantasy?
My horse flies gracefully
Over the fields and streams
Are these things only my dreams?
Sitting between the horse’s wings
poem by Horse Poet
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Throughout The Pain
Drowning in these tears I've cried
Hoping that it would drown out the pain
But instead I crawled through the pain
Ran through the storms
Hid all the pain inside of myself
Cause I knew no one else would ever understand
I was right they didn't understand
Not the pain I was feeling
Worse than a deep cut
Broken into and ripped apart
No one knew how torn up I was
How shattered I was inside
No one even knew it at all
Can't even describe the pain I was feeling
But here I am still
Still alive after I've tried to die
I can't say I'm pain free cause I'm not
I can say that most of the pain is gone
And that all in all I'm doing okay
I'm doing alright all things considering
This road I've traveled on was long and rough
These storms I've faced along the way
The scars upon me I made
It was all well worth it cause I learned a lot throughout the pain
Throughout the pain I made it
Still shattered I don't think I will ever find all the pieces
But I'm still here through the long suffering of pain
I made it throughout the pain and made it through the storms
January 24,2009
poem by Espn Chick
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I want to be, if I can, as sure of the world --the real world-- around me as is possible. Now, you can only attain that to a certain degree, but I want the greatest degree of control. I've never involved myself in narcotics of any kind, I don't smoke, and I don't drink because that can easily just fuzz the edges of my rationality--fuzz the edges of my reasoning powers--and I want to be as aware as I possibly can. That means giving up a lot of fantasies that might be comforting in some ways, but I'm willing to give that up in order to live in an actually real world, or as close as I can get to it.
quote by James Randi
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On Crumpled Things
the brittle piece of chalk
crumples on the floor from the
hands of an angry teacher
her feet stamping upon
us, fragile and no longer
eager to learn
our first view on the violent
nature of those
monsters behaving
like gods
on crumpled things turning
into powder
in the same manner that
bodies turn
to ash
to dust
but must these gods know
inside those crumpled things and bodies
is the air that they have
not seen
the faces of our souls
passing through the storms and rain
rising to find for once
their homes in the sky
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Too Many People
(ransford)
Theres a story that I read about in books
About the bad times that people had
Thats how he planned it
You cant do nowt about it
Too many people
The black plague came along and wiped out quite a few
The rats came with the graves, thats how we knew
Thats how he planned it
You cant do nowt about it
Too many people
This aint no story
No fairy tale
These things have happened once before
Ask yourself the question
When will it end
There aint no foolin death
So you just gotta sit and wait
Break
Too many people
Too many people
This aint no story
No fairy tale
These things have happened once before
Ask yourself the question
When will it end
There aint no foolin death
So you just gotta sit and wait
A million people died
In great wars, that we know
They sacrificed their lives
Just goes to show
Thats how he planned it
You cant do nowt about it
Too many people (theres too many people)
Too many people
Too many people
Too many people oh yeah
song performed by by Hollies
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Monsters that I Fear
The monsters that I fear
Do not live beneath the bed
Trembling quietly on the floor
Hoping never to be heard
By the devils in the sky
Who toss and turn in tides
The monsters that I fear
Are not residents in a closet
Who peek between the fissures
Of the unwashed distilled light
Looking wearingly for movement
Around eiderdown sleeping dragons
The monsters that I fear
Have never ventured in darkness
Where souls create their compass
To guide themselves across the mountains
In peaks of pain and suffering
And rise above their inklings
The monsters that I fear
Sleep deep inside their beds
Resting peacefully in clothes
Adorned in flesh of silken lining
And awake in the still-life of each day
To invent monsters of their make
For I have never feared the monsters
Who exist in dreams of terror
But the once who are their creators
That I see in the shadows mirrors
poem by Kevin Patrick
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