Lake of pain
Tomorrow is another day,
Yesterday already went,
Here comes another day,
And just like they say,
It’s just another day,
But today is the day,
When I felt my soul lose its way,
When I felt sorrow mix and sway,
My sorrow and sadness,
My loss and hurt,
They all began to turn into a lake,
A lake of sorrow, pain, and gray,
Don’t look into my eyes,
Don’t turn your heads,
Because if you do,
You’ll be lost in a void of pain
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Haiti I Feel Your Pain
My heart is as empty as a cave
My eyes are drier that a dry lake
Standing in the middle of sadness
My faith will turn into hope
Seeing everyone in pain
Makes me have pain
Pain equals sorrow
Sorrow is a nightmare i have at night
Haiti I feel your pain
But time will heel your pain
Just let it out
And let people know
Take negative thoughts
and make them positive
Tell me what you want
and hope and help will be on its way
Close your eyes and count to ten
everything will be okaii
poem by Mariama Barry
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The Greatest Plague
Hate consumes the people of the world like a
plague that kills. Turn to hate we do in times
where things are wrong in thine eyes. Try to
justify it by calling it what you like but in
the end it all amounts to hate. Someone attacks
the weak we go after them claiming justice but
we allow the anger to lead us away. Sorrow can
leads us to hate without a soul even realizing
it. So hate has the ulitmate power in this world
that call home. Hate is everything that does not
envelop love or happiness. We allow more hate
than love in this land. You can call it what you
like. Spite anger sorrow loss sadness jealousy
pain. They all lead down the road to hatred.
The paths may go in different ways but all in
in the same place. Being there alone without
a person to stand at your side. Without the
happiness and joys of life. You can say that
sorrow loss and sadness are not hate but when
you think about it your sorrow can turn feeling
sorrow for a person can turn to hurting another
you feel anger towards those who would not help.
Loss you blame someone or something for taking
someone away from you. Perhaps your loss can
change into seeking vengence. Sadness how could
it turn you wander but sadness it self it loss
and sorrow. When sad you are easily swayed by
one of great influence good or bad. Hate has
the power to do more to us than one can ever
think or imagine. For those who do no see it
just turn the pages back in time and all shall
be revealed then. Hate is destroying us swiftly
one day at a time. Hate is the worlds greatest
plague.
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Dear Sorrow, Death Awaits Your Acquaintance
The rain keeps Falling
And the Pain goes on
Your name I try calling
But the words just pass on by
The air
Bitter and cold
The shivers now suddenly unfold
I start to lose my breath
And once again see death
Face to Face we see
That life for me, isn't supposed to be
'She is Not important,
Shes lost in the shadows..
Drowning in grief and pain
There will be no tomorrow,
For she is all Sorrow'
'She is all sorrow'
There shall be no Tomorrow for Dear Sweet Sorrow.
Sorrow, Sorrow In the air
Death Has come so stay prepared.
poem by Sorrow Lynn
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My Only Song
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
You took it all
Without any gain.
You loved us all
With gentle eyes
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
39 plus one
Lashes great fall on your back
A crown of thorns
Pressed down around your head
The blood runs down
and yet you cry
'So many lost;
So many die.'
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
Leave it now-
And cry again
Man of sorrow
Man of pain
Your troubled heart
Feels my pain.
Lifted up to die
Bitter gall served fresh
As wine
Yet you'd do it again
For one lost sheep
That beats in the air.
Man of sorrow
Man of pain
When is it enough?
So much grief
You swallow up
Yet you bore it
And demand me live-
Man of sorrow
I humbled myself down.
All glory to you
Man of sorrow
All thrones belong to you
Man of pain
You gave me life and
Even more
I have nothing
But myself to give -
Yet I keep taking it back
Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain.
poem by Charlotte Ballard
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Laugh…….
We laugh today; we'll laugh tomorrow
Over today's joy and yesterday's sorrow
Nothing is permanent, nothing is forever
So we laugh to forget and with sorrow sever
From our happiness' mirth to laugh in play
So merry is the soul who laughs away
The pain life brings, the pain of being
Laughing till joy from pain is fleeing
To where? Our panacea of hearty laugh
I guess it's better than pain's angry wrath
Laugh…….
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Sorrow Under Mist
Mist -
Giving wispy vapour to the breath,
Cool calm to autumn afternoons,
A hovering air of mysticism
Over brooding lakes -
Was different here,
Affording company, closeness -
A caring arm around her shoulders.
In the eyes, a once-clear oceanic blue
Wavered under water -
Tears telling torrid truths
She couldn't face -
Like the glowering image in the mirror
You don't see in your mind's eye
Of compensation; delusion.
We see her sitting on the concrete steps
That led down to the dew-laden garden.
She's peering up, sensing her diffuse companion,
Refreshing in its chill; giving crispness
To the stealth of dulling evening.
But the bite of air couldn't lift the sorrow
Of pale youth in love,
Shouldered by a not-in-love and scoffing eye.
Rejection hurt;
Hurts -
Wrenches deep -
Emotion that we can't deny!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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Best of Luck One More Time
So here so much for nothing
Everything comes out lose bluffing
Giving the best of luck one more time
Any day is now on the lose
Through empty borrows and truce
Feelings get slain in their prime
This is just a song in making sorrow
Fill the void with its heart
Sometimes there is no one tomorrow
Only a fresh new start
This is the end of the game
Everything you said in its name
Going to flow through the drain
Somewhere to give and to take
Aspires of the mind in their wake
Flowing through sorrow and pain
This is just a song in making sorrow
Fill the void with its heart
Sometimes there is no one tomorrow
Only a fresh new start
You and I lost on our way
Nothing comes clear through this day
This is the world as we both climb
So here so much for nothing
Everything comes out lose bluffing
Giving the best of luck one more time
*(This is a lyric to a country song…)
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Love and Tragedy
Yes, I have loved with love
that was more than love
more than love,
Drove myself mad with this love
with this love,
Hoping to catch a glimpse of my love
my love,
Just seeing was not enough for me
seeing my love
my love,
So I met her, my true love,
And so true it was.
Yes, I married this girl with joy
with joy,
The splendid sense of so much joy
so much joy,
And I felt so much,
My heart melt,
melt with all my joy,
my joy,
Going to sleep with her, my true joy,
And so true it was.
Yes, I watched this girl die with sorrow
my sorrow,
The fire that did it also ignited my sorrow
my sorrow,
And there was nothing to console this sorrow
this sorrow,
my sorrow,
Even still into tomorrow,
No cope in hope to borrow,
so I stayed in sorrow,
my sorrow,
Going to sleep without my love,
my true sorrow,
And so true it was.
Yes, I heard those gruesome tolls alone
just me alone,
I stood looking at her stone while alone
so alone,
Minding on what to do, now that I'm alone,
alone,
so alone,
Listening to the bells of malicious tones,
Those horrifying, loud drones,
Those dreadful, terrible moans,
Those agonizing, tumultuous groans,
Of so many people who are also alone
just like me alone,
No one left, no one here,
I was happy once, but now I hear
The toll of those bells alone
so alone,
And my joy and my love,
Is now so far above,
Leaving me here so alone
alone,
May I hope she rests in peace,
Even through my pain's increase of sorrow
At least until tomorrow,
Where I will still be alone, truly alone,
And so true it still is.
poem by Andy Greenwald
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Never-Ending Sorrow
Timeless sorrow
Like there’s no tomorrow
Sadness contagious
Love leaves us
Hope fades fast
Faith never lasts
The sorrow corrupts
Pain erupts
Sanity drops
And time stops
For excruciating sorrow
poem by Russell Sivey
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Remember Yesterday
Can you tell me why
It seems so hard to carry on
When you hear a voice
From long ago, so bittersweet
Even though I try, I can not
Read between the lines
You know I tried,
Oh, yes, I tried, whats wrong
Too late to turn back time
To look over my shoulder
Maybe one day ill return again
Remember yesterday
And think about tomorrow
But you have to live today
Oh, lonely yesterday
Dont leave me with the sorrow
Cause I have to live today
Every morning I awake
To see the newborn day
To carry on the flame
Until the end of time
Too late to turn back time
To look over my shoulder
Maybe one day ill return again
Remember yesterday
And think about tomorrow
But you have to live today
Oh, lonely yesterday
Dont leave me with the sorrow
Cause I have to live today
Oh, oh, oh, dont you step aside
And pretend about the future
Oh, oh, oh, never live a lie
Dont you know tomorrow never comes
Remember yesterday
And think about tomorrow
But you have to live today
Oh, lonely yesterday
Dont leave me with the sorrow
Cause I have to live today
Oh, oh, oh, dont you step aside
And pretend about the future
Oh, oh, oh, never live a lie
Dont you know tomorrow never comes
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Rolling Through The Hood
Yesterday, I rolled through the hood
And I seen something and it hurt me
Yesterday, I rolled through the hood
And I seen something and it hurt me
You were talking to that woman
Like you could show her something
And I didn't know what to do
Pulled out your pen and paper
And I know it's ya number you gave her
Never thought this bad dream would come true
Yeah
Baby I want you to know
The suburbs to the ghetto
Joy is joy, and pain is pain, pain
One day sooner than you'll know
We'll be living tomorrow
We'll be laughing about today, today
Yesterday, I rolled through the hood
And I seen something and it hurt me
Yesterday, I rolled through the hood
And I seen something and it hurt me
You were talking to your boys
And though ya'll didn't make noise
You tapped 'em and you pointed at this woman
Then she turned around
As if she'd been found
All I know is my heart started jumping
Heyeyey
Baby I want you to know
The suburbs to the ghetto
Joy is joy, and pain is pain, pain
One day sooner than you'll know
We'll be living tomorrow
We'll be laughing about today, today
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Beautiful baby don't you know you mean the world to me
And we would lose the sky if you don't stay
Did I ever tell you that you were my sunshine
So basically if you leave there is no day
Hey hey
Yesterday, I rolled through the hood
And I seen something and it hurt me
Yesterday, I rolled through the hood
And I seen something and it hurt me
Instead of scoring high in college
They're scoring high in garbage
Not remembering who we are
And not to mention, forgetting who GOD is
Don't you know that you're special?
And GOD will never forget you
The world is yours watch what you do with it
Heyeyey
Baby I want you to know
The suburbs to the ghetto
Joy is joy, and pain is pain, pain
One day sooner than you'll know
We'll be living tomorrow
We'll be laughing about today, today
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow
song performed by by Kelis
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Pity the Woman
Sorrow and Pity the woman’s plight
From Blake’s image’ry, a lost fight.
Sorrow, for pity’s sake,
is wasted energies; unmake.
Change, round-turn; woman.
Pity the unfelt love of smite.
Lo, behold thee that might
become woman, free’d from lake,
Change, round-turn; woman.
Life not borne from within womb-like
tombs of perfection, tis not a right
precluded from the single form; take
away this virtue of piety; break
with sorrow and pity, take flight.
Change, round-turn; woman.
poem by Alice Anne Gordon
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A Different Direction
Once I was asked for just some affection
to lay down beside just to hold and comfort
I said no it was a pretense to get me to let go
Then I was asked didn't I ever want just affection
I said no I wanted love and love was in another direction
your expression of pain and sorrow hurt as you softly said
and what of tomorrow
I walked away glade to get away
and never thought about tomorrow
until today for today is that tomorrow
and oh how just a little affection now
would take away so much sorrow
So now in my pain as I long for affection
I remember when I chose a different direction.
poem by Steven Sabathie
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Finding Loves Fool
Finding loves fool
loves fool you may be
but I stand in front of thee
a light covered in the shroud of lies
Where sorrow will not die
In the shroud of lies
will I be
So there look for me
If the lies should make you sorrow
Do not cry in fear of tomorrow
For I will find thee before
That marrow
And at that time
There will be no sorrow
Should your eyes still cry
then I will find you in the
in the shroud of lies
Twice as fast as
You cry
Will I fly to your side
may I wipe away the tears
Of pain and sorrow
and your fears
For now and tomorrow
Then from your tears will I form
A drink of love
And sorrow torn
then may I show you the light
Of tomorrow
Along with it the army of sorrow
And then in fight
I shall give you no sorrow
For none shall pass me
But die in the birth of tomorrow
If in case should I die
Then sprout your wings
And fly
Beyond the sight of this marrow
Then rise above
The next army of sorrow
Find me now
Without sorrow
Find me now in
Heavens tomorrow
Then see the light oh fool of love
See the light of heaven above
Then there will be no shroud of lies
And together are wings shall fly
over mountains and beyond the sea
to a place were we can both be
Without the pain and sorrow
But at the birth
Of a new tomorrow
A tomorrow were a new earth brings
The life of another
Child with wings
With these wing he shall soar
And for loves fool
The search
Begins once more
poem by Cody Byrne
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Supposing Tomorrow
Whenever I think of the supposing tomorrow
I think of a day without pain and sorrow
Where all bright ray and sunshine
Will appear as all yours and mines
Where all the skies will be free of clouds
And all men's heart will be free of doubts
And every one will be given the share
Of joy and sorrow, smile and tear
And there I wish in the supposing tomorrow
Everyone will be ready to lend and borrow
the flowers of the blooming smile
And fains new ways and bright styles
Where no one will be left alone to sigh
Or fight with sorrow's place taht're high
And no one will be forced to lay
Sorrow's brick one by one with the hay
And I wish I can live taht long
So I can also recieve with song
The day when there'll be no pain and sorrow
Yes ofcourse I'm talking of the supposing tomorrow.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Go, songs, for ended is our brief, sweet play
Go, songs, for ended is our brief, sweet play;
Go, children of swift joy and tardy sorrow:
And some are sung, and that was yesterday,
And some are unsung, and that may be tomorrow.
Go forth; and if it be o'er stony way,
Old joy can lend what newer grief must borrow:
And it was sweet, and that was yesterday,
And sweet is sweet, though purchased with sorrow.
Go, songs, and come not back from your far way:
And if men ask you why ye smile and sorrow,
Tell them ye grieve, for your hearts know Today,
Tell them ye smile, for your eyes know Tomorrow.
poem by Francis Thompson
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Down in the dark
Down in the dark, it’s all in my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
I want it to leave, but it wants to stay,
I try and I try, but he won’t go away,
There by day, there at night,
Saying the things, that fills me with fright,
I’m down in the dark, it fills my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
He’s always around, lurking inside,
Watching; waiting, my hands are tied,
In my head, always near,
In my thoughts, building the fear,
Down in the dark, filling my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
The pain; it grows, bursting within,
The dark; he’s back, with his terror filled grin,
“I’ll help”; he says, talking to me,
“I know what to do, just come and see, ”
Down in the dark, it filled my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
My thoughts are violent, with sorrow in my chest,
I just close my eyes, and hope for the best,
He tells me good job, I’ll find the light,
But my life is ending, with the chill of the night.,
Dead in the dark, lost in my head,
No more pain or sorrow, not even dread….,
poem by Jacob Hill
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Pain And Rage And Hurt
Pain and rage and hurt.
Erline has to feel bad too.da ya think//? ? +.
Pain the feeling of sorrow...
Rage the feeling of sorrow...
Hurt the feeling of sorrow...
The felling of sorrow is:
Pain
Rage
Hurt
Sorrow
The feeling is not bliss,
it feels something like this.
The absence of a kiss.
What you gave to me.
Instead of my love returned.
Instead of.
My kiss.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
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Today Will Be Yesterday
Yesterday was surely tomorrow one day
Definitely today will be yesterday tomorrow
One day hopefully tomorrow will be today
This sorrow and pain will be killed
and pushed into the past tomorrow
this defeat and despair will vanished
into the past
hopefully one day the better future
will be my present
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Your shining eyes
As I look through those shining eyes,
I see hurt,
Pain,
Sorrow,
And I,
I try to clam you in the night,
During rain's fall,
Peacefully while you sleep,
And I,
I try to understand,
Why those tears keep falling,
For I,
I cry to,
Waiting for your return,
So I can once again be in your arms,
So tell me once more,
Why these tears fall,
Because even I know,
Laughing,
Eventually laughs into a hollow cry,
My dear,
Don't cry,
Because I,
I am right here,
Right by your side,
Catching each tear that falls,
Falls in sorrow,
As your shining eyes show me,
Hurt,
Pain,
Sorrow.
poem by Jessica Zurawel
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