Libra's Paradox (Personal Hell)
Trapped in mind numbing isolation
Futile, angst filled desperation
Lacking any deep felt emotion
Washing away the tears
Killing the memories of the years
Only to find another haze appears
It is for something I cannot conceive
That is too unrealistic to believe
Yet for it I childishly grieve
Laughing at aimless self deceit
Recognizing yet not accepting defeat
Hiding in falsified conceit
Aching at the sight of beauty
Wishing to destroy those of purity
Yet tormenting the guilty
I am the paradox of confusion
Fueled by a deluded illusion
And insanity's intrusion
Subtle cries for sympathy
Super imposed with the all too needy
Dousing the flames with self pity
In an inferno for the lonely
This is your birthright and legacy
Which cares not how you grow weary
But teases you with brief moments of mercy
And shall for the rest of eternity
poem by Betty Stoneman
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When Love And Hate Collide (Monorhyme)
Beautiful to those who will not see,
Your world is an immaculate fantasy,
Filled with such innocence and purity,
Hiding your grotesque mask of insanity.
Your hate and deceit seeth internally,
Like an infection that lasts an eternity,
You're a virus that won't let go of me,
A stark and vivid picture of tyranny.
My feelings for you are just a hypocrisy,
A treason against my soul undeniably,
You invade my mind and won't let me be,
I am but a willing prisoner of this irony.
poem by Sherry Honeycutt
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Wherever
Verse 1:
Wherever you may hide
The flashing lights of evil you can't fight
And they will hurt you
Hurt you
most every night
Whatever you may try
The shadows of your crimes they won't go by
Nightmares will haunt your mind
And you will find
They'll never die
Chorus:
Wherever you may go there's no escape
The memories in your soul you can't reshape
Wherever you're livin'
There's no forgivin
Cos you're guilty of deceit
Whatever you may do there's no release
The pain deep down inside will never cease
You're even lying
When you're crying
Cos your heart is filled with hate
Wherever you will be you'll meet your fate
Verse 2:
Whenever you feel free
You'll find out that you've got no chance to flee
Remember only
The lonely
Know what you've done
Whatever you may say
You know you'll never wash your sins away
You will forever
Bear those brandings
You're the one
Chorus:
Wherever you may go there's no escape
The memories in your soul you can't reshape
Wherever you're livin'
There's no forgivin
Cos you're guilty of deceit
Whatever you may do there's no release
The pain deep down inside will never cease
You're even lying
When you're crying
Cos your heart is filled with hate
Wherever you will be you'll meet your fate
Chorus:
Wherever you may go there's no escape
The memories in your soul you can't reshape
Wherever you're livin'
There's no forgivin
Cos you're guilty of deceit
Whatever you may do there's no release
The pain deep down inside will never cease
You're even lying
When you're crying
Cos your heart is filled with hate
Wherever you will be you'll meet your fate
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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Deep, Dark, Dismay
Cold is my heart and dull are my thoughts,
My soul is trapped in memories far gone,
Emotions elude me, my feelings are numb,
And my spirit cries out for it's freedom.
The dark isolation of my loneliness,
The deep despair and cold desperation,
All hope has deserted my deep solitude,
I am left with my own isolation.
Secluded from happiness I once enjoyed,
My sorrow filled state no longer holds joy,
My obsolete memories will not bring him back,
As I spiral ever deeper into the void.
My destitute subsistence is vaguely aroused,
My invalid existence in grief, so profound,
Deep feelings of sorrow are all that remain,
And the dark silence brings deafening sound.
My confused, disordered retreat from his love,
Has left me a prisoner within my own heart,
My rueful remorse and melancholy sin,
Makes me deeply regret that I lost him.
Woe is me in my deep dark dismay,
Depression set in when he went away,
I no longer desire to live anymore,
Please lower me into my grave.
poem by Emily Reid
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Gone To Forget To Leave
There are those who may choose to die.
For whatever reason...
Eyes are wanting to feel,
A realness and not a friction to absorb.
When platters of gold filled deceit,
Offer nothing else to be fed....
With a side order of sincerity seen,
Or felt to mention.
'Gone to forget to leave'
And the feasting of this is encouraged.
Until dishonesty is all that one dreads.
With a wish to numb the head,
From the stirrings that occur from truths.
And although the eating of deceit weakens,
On a daily basis when that addiction eats...
A cry goes unheard.
A sickening overwhelms...
And,
A wish to be released from it increases.
'Gone to forget to leave'
An encouraged emotionally abandoned mind...
Feeds until the peace of eternal rest has come,
Of what is wished.
And with a consciousness,
Desperately wanting transistion now a mission...
But never accepted to come from one so...
Talented and gifted!
But hurting from a place...
No one took the time to touch to get to know,
And so much pain was inside hiding.
And what was known to God,
Has joined the stars awaiting.
Pain was inside hiding.
Pain was inside hiding.
And what was known to God,
Has joined...
With the others worthy.
Pain was inside hiding.
Pain was inside hiding.
And what was known,
To God...
Has joined,
Eternity!
Goodbye to pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
No more pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone is pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
Gone...
Pain inside there hiding.
Pain inside there hiding.
There's no pain inside there hiding,
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.
That pain inside there hiding!
Gone to forget to leave.
That pain inside there hiding!
Gone to forget to leave.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Gone to forget to leave.
Gone to forget to leave.
There's no pain inside there hiding.
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.
Gone.
Gone to forget to leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ode To Myself
ODE TO MYSELF
Melvin Banggollay
With every breath that beckons me,
I mourned with tears without melody
As the dungeon of pains and misery
pricked my heart with thorns of agony
for I lost the joy of life that shields me
when I was killed without any mercy
by the woman I vowed to love faithfully
As she poisoned me with her infidelity
by loving the charm of her somebody.
Darkness blinded my eyes with tears
As I was filled with unexplainable fears
For losing the love I adored with cheers
and nurtured with faith through all the years
While memories of yesterday appeared
With all her charm to remind me of the years
I smiled with joy, peace, and laughters.
I knew if I will rest this life given to me
This woman will surely mock at me,
won't weep nor shed a teardropp for me
to let me see that she was indeed sorry
for clothing me with pains that slowly
killing me and taking this breath away
As I behold no joy to live with any lady
but as I look upon my child, I felt pity
and seek refuge from his innocent beauty
for I knew he still needs my tender mercy.
Oh, God bless me then with courage
To keep me away from painful outrage,
Give me strength to build the bridge
I need to cross life's river with courage.
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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Tears In My Throat
For years
tears have been behind my eyes
forced back
by a promise
A childhood
filled with tears
blocking
future tears all together
Choking on depression
pressure building
making my whole body hurt
making me hate everything around me
A fire in my stomach
making those tears boil
turning my self pity
into pure anger
It feels like
if I could cry
just once
I could find love
Cupid's arrow
erupting in flames from the heat of anger
anger fueled by depression
grown through time
Maybe one day
love can be my sheers
tears steaming down my face
allowing me to find peace
poem by Kaysen Fraker
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Deluded not
Deluded not
You the super creature
Go not after matter.
Deluded not
The super creature
Do not grieve over
Transition one to another.
Go not after bodycage
Pride not boyhood youth oldage
All mirage.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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When the mountain with all its peaks are ablaze (pantoum)
flames spread further with destruction
from where the mountain is ablaze
running into almost every direction
with smoke causing a big haze
From where the mountain is ablaze
fire-fighters attack the flames with huge devotion
with smoke causing a big haze
monitors do their planning with presumption,
fire-fighters attack the flames with huge devotion
but the fire spreads as far as they can gaze,
monitors do their planning with presumption,
some people are trapped as in a maze,
but the fire spreads as far as they can gaze,
while fire-fighters use everything at their disposition
some people are trapped as in a maze,
are caught in moments of emotion
while fire-fighters use everything at their disposition
running into almost every direction,
are caught in moments of emotion,
flames spread further with destruction.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Time Goes On Laughing
Someone special sends songs
Dancing through the hallways of eternity,
Bringing beauty into brief moments
With words of pure poetry,
Like redolent rain drops
And soft snow flakes,
That so easily fall
Into endless green and flowing lakes;
There time swims
Like a womans deep beauty,
Passing by but once... laughing as she goes
At us, the worn and the weary -
The poets speak of her
Like drunken fools,
Sipping forgetful champagne
At the edge of wading pools;
No one truly knows
What no one sees,
As time moves carelessly on...
Leaving us in our own dust, of old and doubtful memories;
She won't be returning here
Another day,
Burning all her bridges
As laughing she goes upon her way -
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Everyone Needs Someone
The days of the lonely are numbered ones.
They count them as they go.
They are days with dragged out moments
that always move too slow.
They don't look towards the future.
They don't want memories of the past.
They live out their teary moments
and pray they will not last.
Lonleliness is an affliction
that hits right at the heart.
It's palpable and painful
seeming never to depart.
Thoughts of why don't bring answers
for answers seem to lie
deep within a deep, dark hole
filled with a continuous sigh.
Some are lonely due to loss.
Some are closed up souls,
never open to friendship.
Some are hard to console.
Some come into the world this way.
These are the loners who've come to say
'I don't need others on any day.'
But when the day comes for them to leave
they now wish for someone to grieve.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Joy of Tears
You’ve known the moan of heavy heart;
You’ve worn the wear of weary years.
Depression’s played its painful part,
But have you known the joy of tears?
You sigh and mourn from morn to night;
Your spirit pours perpetual prayers.
And time no answer brings to sight,
But have you learned the joy of tears?
You know God’s plan works all for good;
His love your silent heartache hears.
In theory this you’ve understood,
But have you felt the joy of tears?
The Savior weeps with weeping souls;
He deeply sorrows, suffers, cares.
How sweetly He can thus console,
Who knows Himself the joy of tears.
Why should we trial and grief abhor,
Which hold us to His heart so dear?
Through them He makes us love Him more
And richly live the joy of tears.
This time of testing that He grants
Will only last a few more years.
The present is our only chance
To praise Him in the joy of tears.
Lord, grow us in Your glorious grace
Until Your image so appears
That we can spread Your smiling face
And thank You for the joy of tears.
poem by Edward A. Morris
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Memories in the mind
Memories are made in the mind,
and there if you search, you will find.
There in the mind, so many things,
so many memories it brings.
So many years have passed,
of our youth, away we have cast
some memories happy, some memories sad,
memories have I, when I was a lad.
Memories have I, of a dog named shep,
memories of him, when he kept in step.
Memories of my friends, when we played,
of those days, for ever memories relayed.
Memories of family and fun,
when we talked until the setting of sun.
Memories of washing our fifty-seven Ford,
and wanting things we couldn't afford.
Memories are made in the mind,
long lost, search and you will find,
memories of days gone by,
searching memories, oh how you try.
Memories will fade out,
you have forgotton, what it's about,
memories lost in the mind,
dig them out and you will find.
What Becomes Of The Broken Hearted
As I walk this land of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
But happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Maybe
The roots of love grow all around
But for me they come a tumbling down
Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
I cant stand this pain much longer
I walk in shadows searching for light
Cold and alone no comfort in sight
Hoping and praying for someone who cares
Always moving and going nowhere
What becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Help me, please
Im searching though I dont succeed
For someones love theres a growing need
All is lost theres no place for beginning
All thats left is an unhappy ending
Now what becomes of the brokenhearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
Ill be searching everywhere
Just to find someone to care
Ill be looking every day
I know Im gonna find a way
Nothings going to stop me now
Ill find a way somehow
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
I know Ive got to find
Some kind of peace of mind, maybe
Oh yeah
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
What becomes of the broken hearted
Who had love thats now departed
What becomes of the broken hearted
song performed by by Westlife
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Soul of Flames
I sit and watch as the flames lick at the bricks
The red, and orange tipped beauty
The tongues of fury lick
As it burns through the wood and metal preforming its duty
The red hipmotizing, the orange bright
I watch the light fill the black
What a wonderful sight
Bringing the memories back
The house falls to pieces as I sit and stare
My tears falling to the ground
My eyes filled whith the flames glare
My tears fall to the ground without a sound
I sit and watch as the flames lick at the bricks
The red, and orange tipped with beauty
The flames swirl and mix
As I sit in silence intranced with love and lust
The flames so wonderful so bright
The night dark as coal
My eyes filled with stars, with light
The flames licking at my soul
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Years of Tears
Years of tears for no ears to hear, lonely for years am I
Years of tears for no ears to hear in silence they dropp and die
Years of tears, hidden deep, I cannot weep, nor cry.
Years of tears, for many fears of dying alone, I sigh.
Years of tears which no one hears as many years go by.
Years of tears in the lonely sky, my tears grow wings and fly.
Years of tears, my smile shines, through its little lines, I lie.
Years of tears, my somber peers through my melancholy eye
Tears of tears, Years of Years, in my soul, I tie.
Years of tears for no ears to hear my tears weep goodbye….
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Wallowings
I am in the Wallowing-
there I find my best and worse.
Pity-Wallow is where I focus
all on my self and go inward
for long moments of pity-filled indulgence of self.
Sorrow-Wallow allows me to grieve
on my own terms, yet not really suffer
too much.
Wallow-Defeats are my best
and where I re-learn over and over again
not to regret.
Good Wallow where I learn lessons
over and over again-
Down is the best way Up;
Out is the best way Back:
Wallow-Defeat is the path to Happiness-
if you Wallow quietly and accept
that a Good Wallow is where you
plan for the Wallow-Through
not stop and rest amid your Wallowings.
As my Mother used to say:
'Cry and Wallow that's ok
but use the time to plan to get
back on your feet again.'
A good Wallow is a terrible thing to waste.'
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Carry On Wayward Son
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a madman
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man
It surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
song performed by by Kansas
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Closet Chronicles
Once carried through the current
And been swept away
The king is in the closet
He's hiding from today
And though he owns all fortunes
This is where he'll stay
And his world is filled with darkness
Turning grey
Gazing out the window
Of the 42nd floor
He is separate from all others
No one knocks upon his door
And it might as well be raining
Cuz the sunlight hurts his eyes
And his ears will never hear the children's cries
Once proud and full of passion
He fought the cause of man
Many people loved his courage
Many followed his command
He changed the old into the new
And the course of things to come
And then one day they noticed
He was gone
At first it didn't matter
Nobody seemed to care
They all became too busy
To find him anywhere
So no one knew, not even him
The problems he would find
On the day he journeyed deep into his mind
I close my eyes, I go far away
Away from the battlefield
In my dreams well, here I will enjoy it
Where innocence plays with all the laughing children
The kind who are crying now
A taste of freedom from the pain
Of everything here i see
Life is sweet but I took it all for granted
And now i don't know if i can ever tell you
Just what we permit, we allow
Allow me to forget the life
I've made my own
I've held this nation in my hand and yet it's not my home
Oh, allow me just one answer and one reason why
Why this refugee of the family of man must die
Tell me why
Daydreams filled his nighttimes
And night dreams filled his days
Confusion and uncertainty
A puzzled mind of haze
You thought he was so powerful
And set upon his ways
Well he left us all to travel through his maze
I heard the king was dying
I heard the king was dead
And with him died the chronicles
That no one ever read
The closet's fully empty now
Its occupied by none
I'll draw the drapes, now destiny is done
song performed by by Kansas
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In search of beauty
Why is it so?
That beauty is an unfathomable mistress?
…like the uncertain truth…
Of a certain paradox…
The beauty of joy,
Is in its irony.
The beauty of smile,
In its tear.
The beauty of desire
Is in its incompletion.
The beauty of a poem,
In its vain-ness.
That of emotion,
In its numbness…
That of sorrow,
In its convalescence.
The beauty of past,
is in its eternity,
and that of future,
in its anonymity.
The beauty of beauty
Is in its ugliness…
That of life,
…in its death…
The beauty of
The search of it,
Is in its endlessness….
poem by Sarvesh Kulkarni
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One To Believe
Fire at will
Your turbulent spill
The angst the rage
For being locked in a cage
They are wrong they are wrong
But who will believe your song
For you are guilty to the world you see
They dont want to hear your cries
They claim there nothing but lies your guilty
I will listen i will cry your name
Until they release this blame
I will never give up the fight
To right the wrong
And make it right
Your will gets weaker every time we speak
Trust in the truth
Please dont give up on the freedom you seek
The isolation an fear
Has taken its toll over the years
With you resentment has arrived with all its gears
But one day you will be free
I will find the truth you will see
Please hold on just a while longer
My voice is getting stronger
Please please do it for yourself and me
I will i will get you free
Now that you are free
What was the cost
Almost your sanity
Lets not stop or let it be
We can take on the world you and me