Forlorn Damnity
swimming in the ocean
which only satisfies so long
the urges of the barbarian call
that wakes and quakes beneath my soul
underneath the inside of my heart
the one true piece of me
that i keep locked away,
for fear that it should catalyze
that i would break away and destroy
everything i ever held dear
but before i knew it he was gone
out the cage and out the door
walking on the bus, in the park, on the floor,
and there it was when i was hit
the only reason i do not fit
i've lost sight of everything
starting from when i saw it all
and now i am simply waiting for the fall.
but what if it never comes...
but if it never comes...
and if it never comes...
i will be just as lost as i was
swimming in the ocean
which only satisfies so long...
poem by David Thomas
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Seven Oceans Of Pain! ! !
Swimming across the first ocean, i met my friend-tears,
he has been living there all alone for now many years,
he keeps count of all the little tears that i have shed,
on every tear, her name is tagged and my future is read.
Swimming across the second ocean, i met my friend-peace,
he left me the day my heart broke into million piece,
sitting on that island, he keeps the broken pieces whole,
and will hand over it to me, when i depart with my soul.
Swimming across the third ocean, i met my friend-night,
he lives there holding onto all my dreams ever so tight,
every dream showcases a portrait of my never ending love,
a love thats destiny seems to lie in the heaven above.
Swimming across the fourth ocean, i met my friend-smile,
he left me the day she refused to walk down the aisle,
he captures all the sadness that lies beneath my face,
and keeps them safely in my memories for me to chase.
Swimming across the fifth ocean, i met my friend-fears,
everytime i try to go in search of her, he just appears,
he stands in my way, with the sign that signals THE END,
for my heart is damaged way beyond any force could mend.
Swimming across the sixth ocean, i met my friend-time,
he seems to have deserted me after i did that crime,
a crime of loving someone more than what i could do,
now i'm just waiting for that portal to let me through.
Swimming across the seventh ocean, i met my friend-fate,
love is a hard journey, and not all can enter this gate,
in every journey undertaken the pain will always remain,
to succeed you have to cross this 'Seven Oceans Of Pain'.
poem by Kumar Kumar
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Tears..Peace..Night Smile..Fear..Time..Fate. The Seven Oceans Of Pain
Swimming across the first ocean, i met my friend-tears
he has been living there, for so many many years
he keeps count of all the tears, i have shed
on every tear, her name is tagged, and my future is read.
Swimming across the second ocean, i met my friend-peace
he left me, the day my heart shattered to pieces
im the master of peace, said, he'll keep the shattered pieces whole
i'll hand your heart over to you, when i departure with your soul.
Swimming across the third ocean, i met my friend-night
he lives there holding on to my dreams so very tight
in every dream, there's a showcase, a portrait of my never ending love
love, love destiny only lies in the heavens above.
Swimming across the fourth ocean, i met my friend :) smile
he deserted me the day she refused to walk down the aisle
capturing all the sadness that lies beneath my face
he said go i'll keep them safe, there'll be in your memory for you to chase.
Swimming across the fifth ocean, i met my friend fear
everytime i try to go in search of her
he appeares in my way with a sing that signals this is the end
i fear not, i fear not, i fear not, for my heart is damaged and will it ever mend?
Swimming across the sixth ocean, i met my friend-time
he laughed and said, your late thats a crime, yes a crime of loving her
thats what happens when you love someone more than what you could do
now my friend, you have to wait in line, for your portal to let you through.
Swimming across the seventh ocean, i met my friend fate
care in his eyes, you know love is a hard journey, and not all can enter its gate
in every journey you take my friend, the pain will always remain
for you to succeed you have to cross the Seven Oceans Of Pain.
My friends
Tears..Peace..Night
Smile..Fear..Time..Fat e.
The Seven Oceans Of Pain.
Written in Salma Torrez's notes
since 2001
Copyright.
poem by Salma. Torrez
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Your mind's ocean
Swimming away
swimming away
swimming away yeah
swimming through the deep blue ocean
nothing but red skies ahead
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over cooperation
go swimming in your mind's ocean
The water so still
and the wind in motion
i'll be up and alive
before i'm down and moping
wake up in the water
before you drown
i'll make you want to smile
with my speechless frown
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over anticipation
go swimming in your mind's ocean
Thoughts of doom and no hope
I'll dropp them in the oceans deep
To save my eyes when i grope
Dead to the world in this cool sleep
Swimming away
Swimming away
we'll swim all night
And walk all day
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over destination
Lets go swimming
Lets go Swimming
in your mind's ocean
poem by Allen Steble
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Meeting And Following The Mermaids
Far away from land
I'm swimming under the sea
Looking for some sea treasures
Either hidden or out in plain sight
On the ocean's floor
As I swim about the sea
Looking on the ocean floor for conch shells
and rare pearls
I feel a tap on my shoulder
And I about jump out of my skin
But I quickly go calm and turn around
And I look at you and your mer sisters
Smiling and looking at me
Being amazed yet stunned
You all are a beauty to behold
And I'm stuck in a dream-like state
You all start to swim ahead
And a few of you wave your hands to me
to follow
Looking all around me
And still perhaps in a state of disbelief
I abandon all reality
And I follow all of you
Swimming under the sea
While wondering what's waiting for you all
And wondering what's waiting for me
Up ahead
poem by Justin Gildow
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Swimming in Rivers of Blood
Locked away,
In solitary.
Padded walls,
Closing in.
My mind,
Is fried.
Dark intentions,
Burn me.
Like venom,
They kill.
The only reason I'm here,
Is because I was swimming.
Swimming in rivers of blood.
The blood wasn't mine,
It was my enemy's.
I'm not the murderer.
He killed himself.
I found him in the floor,
And said a prayer for him.
I prayed for his soul,
To find salvation.
But then they arrived,
Flooding the house.
Like black smoke,
They filled the house.
They pushed out the air,
And suffocated me.
They locked me away,
For no reason at all.
And so now,
My mind is corrupted.
poem by Andrew Long
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The Ocean’s Power
The dark ocean waves,
clashing amongst each other,
above the ocean floor
that dose not have a bother
Not a worry in its nonexistent mind,
not a care, but only to its swimming friends,
but when a disaster strikes
the creatures will fear there world is at end
But not for any to fear,
the ocean has a special power,
a power that humans can not comprehend,
so unique it causes them to cower
The ocean releases its power to heal all,
to heal, from the dark waves to the ocean floor,
the process may take from days to centuries,
but when all is done, it is left for all to adore.
The Mistic Ocean
It's a beautiful the mistic ocean.
I‘m intoxicating because a unknown mystery.
The Ocean feel as my inside world and
the surf break as drops of water.
The soul was very lonely so came to see a the Ocean's kept a dreamed and
It wanted to be similiar to the Ocean.
The wide the Ocean is the native place of everything life very long time ago.
At the Ocean my mind is easy fall in love if exist person that well suit to me.
I felt the cold weather of life so I came to the Ocean.
Here I seek for that The dream of my soul.
Sometimes the Ocean was melancholy and furious.
It shows to we irdirectly that the various foms of the life
I want eagerly that
always as friend I'll do with Ocean and
permenently I'll live to keep the dream of Ocean.
I Cried Again
The little tear that fell down my cheek
drew an ocean to the people below
they swam and swam untill they go tired
then they went to the black of their homes
they cried themselves to sleep that night
in the heat of the night they did sleep
awaiting the sandman to come give them their dreams
and to dream a dream of the deep
the depth of the waters hidden inside my tears
creating the ocean of which they do swim
without them ill die a slow suicide
the droubt of the midst of my tears
waiting just waiting for the tears of the night
awaiting the pain of my cries
as if i dont cry ill simply just die
so i must keep bringng the tears
but tonight i tried to cry again
bringing the emotions of the past
watching and waiting, watching and waiting
of the little peoples dreaming to last
but they did not appear from the mist of my tears
they did not attract to the swimming
as if they had entered the door of my heart
swimming off all of the good feelings
stay little ones swim off my dreams, swim as if never felt water
my tears are now gone and no misses all along
just a smile blessed into deep slumber
poem by Kristinahh KIMBER
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Bubble Gum Years
A lost souls, you and i, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45, my dear
Were on a roll, suitcase and celophane, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear
And someones whispering into my ear
Askin softly what do your fear today
cos in faithless times I know your hate, I seen your crime, I felt your cruelty
In the bubblegum years
In the bubblegum years
Been wasting time, I lost my money, found someone to call me honey
*how to grow old was never clear, gon look for something much less sincere, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear
And someones whispering into my ear
Askin softly what do your fear today
cos in faithless times I know your hate, Ive felt your crimes, Ive felt your cruelty
In the bubblegum years
In the bubblegum years
song performed by by Gomez
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Walters Walk
(page/plant)
Ooh...know I feel so strange looking out the door
Oooh...tryin hard to change but cant let go
Oooh...cryin tears of pain and more and more
Oooh...everyday is the same as the one before
Im walkin the floor over you
Im walkin the floor
Every heart that breaks is a heart thats cold
To the hand that takes your dreamless soul
Ooh...is it long to wait, is it much to pay?
Oooh...sometimes its hard waiting for the day.
You know its hard. I said its hard
You know its true. I said its hard
You know its hard. you know its true
Every tear that falls is a smile thats lost
When you hear the call can you count the cost?
As you stand alone do you wonder how?
Can you step aside, does it matter now?
Every love thats changed ? -? -? -? -? -?
In the eye of the night ? -? -? -
In the day everything ? -? -? -?
She was smilin a tear at her waters fall ? ?
You know its true. you know its true now
Im walkin the floor over you
Im walkin the floor
Every tear that falls is a smile thats lost
When you hear the call can you count the cost?
As you stand alone do you wonder how?
Can you step aside, does it matter now?
Does it matter now? (repeat)
song performed by by Led Zeppelin
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Swmming Down Stream
I am swimming down stream again
I'll be riding the rapids soon;
headed for Niagra my water-fall.
The rush of sound;
suspended air
and I'll have seconds
to comprehend
before crashing land;
new love coming
to this unworthy one.
I am in my Leap of Faith-
my Free-Fall;
will it end
badly
or will I soar?
Seconds to know
before
events
say
which
way
this
will
transpire..
I think your smile
tells me
that my water-landing
will be a soft one,
the sediments
will wash down
with me
to
join the Ocean of Souls,
swimming with the Tides
caressing
the sandy beach once more.
Gentle touch
the rushing waves
cleanse
bad memory.
Gentle smell
the Ocean surf
for it
cleanses your Soul.
Gentle touch
your secret love
for it is Ocean deep
especially in the fall.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Between you and sports
Skating is the lost dream
that I once had
the one that was never with you
but always in my mind.
Swimming is to come back to the past
the moment where I first met you
that's why to be in water
means to see you by my side.
So I remember the water
with fresh splashes
and the wonderful sight of you
swimming along the pool.
Then I'll go
deep under the sea
and go over a great slope
to skate through my dreams
and be under the water to refresh my soul
walking always along streams
poem by Maria Jose Cid Velazquez
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Hurt Like An Ocean
Ocean
once in a while calm
but known for being rough
beuatiful like the sky
but delicate and dangerous underneath
people sailing over it
people trying to get deep inside to discover a reason to lifes questions
to steal her treasure
humans destroy her
their polution
their carelessness
I am like the ocean
rarely calm
people call me beuatiful
but can i be with how dangerous i am
people get hurt trying to get inside my head
freinds like waves
in my life and then out
destroying my soul
trying to steal my heart
or my inner most secrets
you harm me
you hurt my heart
stop polluteing my mind with ideas that will never happen
i dont like fairy tales
the ocean continues to be hurt
and so do i
no wonder its one of the worlds most dangerous jobs to work on the sea
you hurt the sea so she hurts you
you hurt me ill hurt you
simple concept that no one seems to understand
we will continue to be hurt
and prosectuted
for the enjoyment of others
we have done nothign wrong
yet you punish us
one day it will all blow up in your face
when that day comes
me and the ocean will sit back and laugh
poem by Jessie Lee
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For An Ocean Park Maintenance
To all the maintenance people…
Around the world…
Who keep Aquarians clean…
You have a hard job…
Making what the public and kids see…
As a dream…
A water world of beauty from the…
Ocean and Sea’s to us the people…
So clean and fresh…
Who cleans’ up the swimming mess…?
Most of us don’t have a clue…
So I am tipping my hat off to you…
I wish to thank you for being there…
Thank you for your love and care…
And that we, the public have a place…
To visit deep down under the Ocean and Sea’s…
To a wonder of wonders of nature in her true form…
Swimming in the cold or the warm…
Thank you my dear maintenance people…
For being so ever true…
For without the likes of you….
Our other worlds would be blue…
Thank you…and God bless…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Ocean's Moon
i'm the ocean's moon
i belong to the sea
i dance to her tune
and she sets me free
in her freezing waters
ive found a warm home
her love encompasses me
in her shelter i have grown
when the sky looks down
feeling empty without me
i look up and smile
but turn away silently
the sky held me too long
the ocean's call i heard
the sky has lost it's light
ocean's moon; nature reversed.
poem by Richa Mehta
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Between Bedposts
Swimming through a sea of brandy
I see no pending island
There is nothing beneath me
But unexcused regret
Over indulged in this illusion of truth
I'm swimming deeper and deeper
Into this ocean of fibs
Feelings are clouding reason
Built up inside of me is anger
With a reason unknown to even myself
I will bury it with you
I'll take it out on your deepest part
Clutching and breathing and sweating
I'm satisfied for now
My anger is satisfied
But it is also deepened
I will live to forget, to push aside
Until it can no longer be tamed
And I clutch onto your physical being again
No feelings except satisfaction
Eyes are closed
Mouths are connected
We are not one
We are only two of a kind
And thats what keeps this attraction
From moving anywhere
But between bedposts
poem by Brittaney Static
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The Paychecks Of Lost Men
Dying figments unsuited for these hours
Sit underneath the dabs of wasps,
Or at the corners of her cheek where she lives:
In the pornography of rusting cars,
Or at the sad confines of the canal:
Floating along in her trailer park underneath
The washout heavens of those
Billboards trying to sell their god to the highway-
When she smiles, a long ways off,
She can see her children even if they cannot
Recognize her- and it is her art form to do this,
And to sit beautifully alone,
Pleasuring herself as if she believed in ghosts:
Like my own childhood where I remember sitting
With my mother and reading books
Underneath skyscrapers and landmines of sunshine:
Or leaning over to see our doppelgangers in the
Canal,
The tadpoles swimming with the paychecks of
Lost men: reticent to transform,
They remain in my childhood long after I have gone.
poem by Bret R. Crabrooke
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Empty Ocean
Upon the empty ocean,
Across the empty sea,
A little man treads water,
That little man is me.
I feel cold and forgotten,
What keeps me going on?
So easy just to let go,
And sink down to the bottom.
I'm swimming for my life,
Completely lost at sea,
Swimming in betrayal,
Of what she did to me.
It's hard to think so clearly,
When trust and love has gone,
And nothings left but my boys' smile,
And a voice that says 'Hold on! '
poem by Phillip Alan Green
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Swimming In Darkness, Drowning In Doubt
Swimming in darkness, drowning in doubt
Knowing my life has been turned inside out
I'm wandering along in a world that is cold
Reliving all of my memories of old
I can't shake this feeling that the best was lost
I never imagined the height of this cost
Depression's black cloud hangs, huge and ominous
Sanity, now, just seems so amorphous
It seems I am lost in a world full of hate
Don't know what to do, unhappy with fate
My self-worth was shattered, my esteem now gone
Deep in my heart I know I'm not alone
But I feel that way, and it hurts me deeply
I can't understand why they treat me so cheaply
I can't seem to find an escape from the pain
Lost in this world, the people mundane
I just wish that everything could be clear
That I knew how to fight this adolescent fear
Until then I'll never know what life is about
I'm swimming in darkness, drowning in doubt.
poem by Elizabeth Sheaffer
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A Cimmerian Night
Across the silken ocean
About to take a dive
Beneath the silent ocean
Along the vivacious tides
Till the break of dawn
Past the Cimmerian night
Underneath the surreptitious ocean
Beyond the world's sinister eyes
Aboard for an eternal voyage
To the coruscating sky
Where God keeps His Heaven
For which we all must die
Amid the blazing starlight
My soul shall rest in serenity
For God shall keep away the malevolence
Which on this Earth, a soul has seen
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poem by Humna Younis
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