Mother Of Death
It all started in the middle of the night.
When she engulfed the burning sun in her dark dungeon.
Suddenly which changed her economics.
It made her wealthy, it made her poor.
The urge for acid in her arid mouth.
The tenderness in her chest that it brought.
Little mass of cells crammed in the walls of future.
Extra dose of pills to satiate the fluid's hunger.
It all started when lightening occured.
She felt pain, she felt rush.
Her thought impregnated with hope.
All shattered like sand when that ended as still birth.
But the cinderella kept dancing at the corner.
Only to add sorrow to the mother of death.
poem by Menash Mohan Shrestha
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Displaced
It began at birth, when she summoned
All her might against a steady rhythm
Forcing her through a dark and wet canal.
Twenty hours she held fast, until she felt
the forceps close on her head. She tried
to cry out, but her lungs and nostrils were
full of a thick, viscous fluid.
Although her eyes were closed, she felt the
Harshness of a light above, as she emerged.
Hands reached down and shoved something in
her nostrils to clear the fluid. The same hands
grasped her tiny ankles and lifted upward.
She began to retch, and felt her lungs
Empty more fluid.
A slap stung her backside forcing a scream;
She cried her first bitter tears;
Tears for the imprisonment of her spirit
Tears for the pain of physical density.
Tears of sorrow for her future death.
(To Erika)
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Children Of The Poor
Children of the poor
ever since your birth
what is it you have known?
What is it you are worth?
You have felt hunger.
You have felt pain.
You are undernourished.
You've become the bane
of societal indifference
that's become the norm.
The wealthy shut their eyes, not seeing
the approaching storm,
The storm that's been brewing
like Katrina lashing out,
consuming all the misery
it has brought about.
Children of the poor
what difference does it make
that the children of the rich,
eating steak and cake
give no thought to all of you?
Their life is bountiful.
They take a sideward glance
and step back on their hill.
But hills can come a-crumbling
on this big old earth,
leveling out the playing field,
leveling out the worth
Children of the wealthy,
it is time you think
that the times that are coming
can change in a blink,
when all will be equal
as they look around.
The poor will inherit
and their worth will be found.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Life's Bitter Reality
She saw me
She stared at me
She smiled
Started talking
Sharing her
Thoughts with me
It became a daily routine
My happiness increased
Day by day
Future looked bright and rosy
Full of love in reality
I started imagining
Meetings will change
Into togetherness
All of a sudden
Lightening struck me
She was not to be seen
Suddenly
No information on
Where she has gone
She left me guessing
My dreams shattered
I became dejected
My dreams ended
Woke me up to show
Life’s bitter reality
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Seashells in the Bucket
Vs.1 Walkin' at the beach, I
Thought I saw a bird fly,
Decided to follow it down a ways.
Then it flew away, and
I tripped and fell in the sand,
That's when I realized what all I did today.
(chorus)
I put seashells in the bucket,
And I waded in the water,
Didn't think it could get much hotter,
But, boy, was I wrong.
I went to eat some lunch,
And I made a castle out of sand,
Some little kid just stepped on my hand,
But the day's still goin' on,
So I sat down 'n' started writin' this song.
Vs.2 That's when it started to rain,
I knew that I would stay
Outside in it 'cause it felt good to me.
Then, the sun came back out,
And I started to pout,
But I had done a lot this week.
(chorus) x 2
Yes, they're still in the bucket,
And I'm done with this song!
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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Weakness In His Strength
"WEAKNESS IN HIS STRENGTH"
Quote;
Weakness in his strength
Born by hatred and raised by anger
He felt like his life was hangin on a hanger
Poor little one,
People loved his dad, but to him he was dead
Happiness.
His dad's name, in his senses
Covered by memories
And surrounded by sadness
He said he had seen the worst
But he is not the first
He had failure as his big brother
Hatred kept near them as their mother
He thanked God for every breath
But could not find the weakness in his strength
The weakness in his strength
Poor little one, with his
Weakness in his strength
Lights looked bright to others but to him
They looked deem
Funeral for his mother…
Dead and gone was Mrs. Hatred
That's the moment he forgot about hate and
Decided to move in with dad,
Living Mr. Anger alone which left him mad
Success, a beautiful lady his dad
Started dating last weak
She was introduced to him
But still felt weak
Education, who she met at school and changed his life
Who she later made his wife
Had to hire a babysitter by the name of health
After having a baby who they named wealth.
The weakness in his strength
Weakness in his strength
Started facing death.
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poem by Ino29 Music
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Since I Have Felt The Sense Of Death
Since I have felt the sense of death,
Since I have borne its dread, its fear—
Oh, how my life has grown more dear
Since I have felt the sense of death!
Sorrows are good, and cares are small,
Since I have known the loss of all.
Since I have felt the sense of death,
And death forever at my side—
Oh, how the world has opened wide
Since I have felt the sense of death!
My hours are jewels that I spend,
For I have seen the hours end.
Since I have felt the sense of death,
Since I have looked on that black night—
My inmost brain is fierce with light
Since I have felt the sense of death.
O dark, that made my eyes to see!
O death, that gave my life to me!
poem by Helen Hoyt
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Eternity
i felt eternity for one moment
and it was like...
the first night we made love all night,
watching our children being born...
standing naked in the yard
during a thunderstorm at night...
a new set of strings on a Martin guitar.
as if God had escaped from the great churches
built & watched over by self-righteous men;
and blew like the wind across the fields
of time & space & understanding.
as if the Great Mother held me to her breast
while the waves lapped at my feet...
and i felt the rhythm of silence
in a single beat of my heart.
i felt eternity for one moment,
and there was no difference between
you & i & anyone else...
there was no anger, only hunger...
hunger for the truth,
hunger for the moment!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Music Lost and Found Again
Music is a part of me
Music is my soul
Music is my language
Music is how I talk
Then I hurt my wrist so bad
That I could not talk
The pain was so severe
I thought all was lost
I had to stop making music because of the pain
I started to lose hope of ever playing again
I started to cry
I felt like I was losing part of my life
But a light shown in the darkness of night
Hope aroused to help me fight
A doctor in a white coat
Showed me how to cope
With his help, I am treating the pain
The pain in my wrist is slowing going a way
I stopped crying a short time ago
For now I have the tiniest of hope
I may be able to make music again
If the pain keeps going away
Now I do not feel like I’ll shatter like glass
If not I will kick the doctor in the ass.
-Michelle Stanek
poem by Michelle Stanek
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Letter To Mother
Receive greetings mother
Whole i hope you are
Did the doctor treat thee?
Hope he stopped disturbance
Pain had occupied you
It made you thin
Do i call it slim?
My journey was safe
The sun city received me
It had lost me in
I was swallowed by people
This was until sunset
The city is big
Mother, i saw houses!
Not like ons at the village
They touch the sky
And have moving things
They climb to the top
I think to the heavens
Then to the bottom mother
Jacob took me to one
I was frightened
It never grow dark mother
When the sun runs away
There are lights all over
Bright as the sun
And the people never change
Morning as the night
They never go to their houses
The city is very busy
Remember Koya's words?
He told of the city evils
Mother, i have seen death
I even contemplated one
Robbers had attacked us
They took away everything
Mother, even my teeth
I thought of dying
Life was difficult then
City life
Worry not!
Am a man of your womb
I work hard daily
Change came yesterday
It brought a stool
And will stay for long mother
I can now buy tea and bread
Not forgetting a daily newspaper
Mother,
Everyone has someone
My eyes have been open
And i have seen a lovely girl
She carries all beauty
My heart is no longer mine
It belongs to her
She stole it away
My body has been feeling weak
The knees cannot withstand her
They always collapse
Is this how you felt mother
When daddy was wooing you?
The girl has made me write
She is not one of ours
Her language is different
But her colour is as yours
I know she is like you
Do not dissatisfy my point
Mother, accept her as she is
Allow me to go mother
Because i have to
My pen has felt tired
Let me go and strengthen it
Do not forget the full stop
I will start there next time
Am not yet finished mother
That girl is wonderful
I wont stop talking
I will always write it to you
My heart has loved
I will be back to you soon.
poem by John Muthoni
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What Made The Baby Cry?
On a cold night, late December
As the snow fell to earth
That's the one night, we remember
When a woman gave birth
And for miles and miles around
The baby's cry was the only sound
Did He know the world was filled with pain
Could He feel all the hunger and the shame
Or did He know about the way He would die
And the reason why
Is that what made the baby cry?
Is that what made the baby cry?
As his Mother turned to hold Him
Her face filled with joy
He grew quiet when She told Him
He was more than just her baby boy
And for miles and miles around
Her lullaby was the only sound
Did She know the world was filled with pain
Could She feel all the hunger and the shame
Or did She know about the way He would die
And the reason why
Is that what made Her baby cry?
Is that what made Her baby cry?
And as He fell asleep
She wiped away His tears
But the question still remains
Have we changed in two thousand years
Don't you know the world is still in pain
Can't you feel all the hunger and the shame
Did we forget about the way that He died
And the reason why
Would we still make the baby cry?
Would we still make the baby cry?
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Another sunny day
The lord has been so good to me
Why couldn't I see it before?
He was working in his own way
He was opening more doors
He knew my struggles
He felt my pain
But he let me go through it
So strength I would gain
More times than I can count
I knelt by my bed
I prayed so long and hard
At times I felt so dead
After awhile I stopped
Thinking it was no use
I felt he wasn't there for me
So my faith I decided to loose
Months went by
It just got worse
The devil had me bound
Bound into his curse
Angry and scornful
Sarcastic and mean
Fear and anxiety
Started to be seen
Irritation and hopelessness
Had me captured by the throat
The devil's hands were aroung my neck
I allowed myself to be choked
I wanted to be loved
To be safe and secure
But that wasn't the case
I thought I'd kill myself for sure
I stopped caring about myself
But ofcourse there was no time for me
I was Cinderella in a dungeon
Wanting to break free
Trapped and alone
I faced a living hell
I thought no one could get me out
That no one could pay my bail
If my angel would have flown away
What would I have done?
Would I have given up on life?
Would I have tried to find that gun?
Lost and alone
That what I felt
Anger and pity
That's how I delt
Hungry for compassion
For a smile to come my way
For someone to give me a hug
To ask me how was my day
God's plan for me was special
He allowed the angel to intervene
She flew away with me
And took me in her open wings
poem by Ciera Ivey
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Joy Inside My Tears
Ive always come to the conclusion that but is the way
Of asking for permission to lay something heavy on ones head
So I have tried to not be the one who ll fall into that line
But what I feel inside I think you should know
And baby thats you - you - you
Made lifes his*to*ry
Caue youve brought some joy inside my tears
And you have done what no one thought could be
Youve brought some joy inside my tears
Ive alwys felt that tomorroqw is for those who are too much afraid
To go past yesterday and start for today
I feel that lasting moments are coming fr and few between
So I should tell you of the happiness that you bring
Baby, baby its you - you - you
Made lifes his*to*ry
Oh baby, youve brought some joy inside my tears
Baby you have done what no one thought could be
You brought some joy inside my tears
You brought some joy inside my tears
You brought some joy inside my tears
Youve brought some joy inside my tears
Baby, baby you have done what no one thought could be
He - y, you brought some joy inside my tears
Gotta tell you
You - you - you made lifes his*to*ry
You brought some joy inside my tears
- you brought you brought you brought some joy inside my tears
Baby baby baby you have done what no one thought could be
You brought some joy inside my tears
You made it baby you made it baby made it made lifes his*to*ry
- you you you made lifes his*to*ry
You brought some joy inside my tears
You have done what no one thought could be
- no-body ever thought it would be
You have done what no one thought could be
You you you made lifes his*to*ry
- gotta shout about it baby
You brought some joy inside my tears
You have done what no one thought could be
You brought some joy inside my tears
You you you made lifes his*to*ry
You brought some joy inside my tears
You brought some joy inside my tears
You brought some joy inside my
Tears
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Fallen Like Tree
It crashed me like fallen tree
I was suddenly made aware that I am not free
Whole world has ganged up against me to force
Forget them altogether and cry with remorse
It started with all joy and bang
How happily I mixed with you and sang!
All beautiful moments were interwoven in rainbow
Not allowing single moments to pass or just go
I had all the treasures under my feet
Complete world with me as if to touch and greet
What a thrilling experience with new find love?
I felt there is something more when you part with or give
It was not physical attraction alone that made me to fly
But something unique that compelled me to think why?
This is natural course and no one should feel shy
It comes to you as natural blessing without even making a try
“Roses are beautiful” and adore the garden
I was addressed as beautiful flower even
I don’t know what made them to think so
I thought of holding such moments and not allow them to go
Only fortunate people are blessed with such happiness
Some people are shortly brought down with gloom on the face
Their happiness disappear just to be taken over by sadness
Joy and happiness remain as night mare leaving behind no trace
I never knew about the role of cruel fate
It struck to me like wind very late
My dreams were completely shattered
Whole course and life journey was altered
My love is dying and may not live for long
Something has really happened for wrong
He is worst sufferer and had to leave this world
It sends me shiver in spine and turns cold
I wish to cry and sob in one corner
As his end is approaching near
I am his whole and sole soul
The fate has certainly played foul
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Death and Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death.
Birth is close to death and not vice versa.
Every birth is at the result of a death.
Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
The death of clay is the birth of a pot;
The death of the pot is the birth of clay.
Ice melts to water and water forms ice.
In each conversion, occur death and birth.
The death of a night is the birth of a day;
The death of a day is the birth of a night.
New Year means the death of the old year too.
In each transition, takes place death and birth.
The death of a seed is the birth of a plant;
The death of gametes is the birth of an embryo.
Salts die to form cells; cells die to form salts.
In each growth, form death and birth of matter.
The so called death and birth is nothing but
Deaths and births of forms made of matter.
The matter itself does not die to be born
But is converted to different forms.
Elements disappear to form plants.
Plants as food add to the animals’ flesh.
Plants and animals on death liberate
As elements, serving through worms and germs.
When a child is born, there’s no birth of life.
The embryo transforms into a child.
When a man dies, there is no death of life.
The body disintegrates to salts.
Matter, energy and life have no death
They have got one birth since when they’ve been.
They interact and come different stages
In which the pattern is death and birth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pain Pills
I took too many pain pills
To see what it would do
I took too many pain pills
Now i'm thinking about you
I took too many pain pills
My body's shutting down
I took too many pain pills
I'm lying on the ground
I took too many pain pills
I'm wishing you were here
I took too many pain pills
My death is drawing near
I took too many pain pills
It's messing with my head
I took too many pain pills......
And I think i'm finnaly dead....
poem by Jessi lucas
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Well, when I was younger, in high school, I started out smoking pot. Which escalated into taking acid on a regular basis, which escalated into selling acid. And then I started, when I went to college, I started doing opiates.
quote by John Wozniak
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Get This Party Started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive
Sending out the message to all of my friends
We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lots of style check my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Pumpin' up the volume breakin' down to the beat
Cruisin' through the westside we'll be checkin' the scene
Boulevard is freakin' as I'm coming up fast
I'll be burnin' rubber you'll be kissin' my ass
Pull up to the bumper and get out of the car
License plates are sellin' number one superstar
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started
Makin' my connections as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove
Pumpin' up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody's dancing and they're dancing for me
I'm your operator you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up, uh-huh)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up, I'm coming)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
(I'm coming up so you better)
I'm coming up so you better get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started
Get this party started
song performed by by Pink
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Sweet Silent Sea-Waves Lapping By The Rocks
Sweet silent sea-waves lapping by the rocks
That beneath the frowning bastions lie
Nature, the tricky one
Left the door ajar half-open half-closed
And none of them - yet leaving things in the middle:
And he
And he
Pondering
Pondering as not be foolish
Said to himself
There’s danger if I open the door too much
I do not know what I will let in:
Yet
Yet
The option beckoned: either close or open to full:
So he pondered again
This time being quicker, rasher
Decided for the line of least resistance
For the prudent path
Fear, tall impudent fear
Stood by him like a dubious angel
His counsel was not lost – it moved him
And so
He closed the door thinking he said
And making sure against ‘the unforseen’.
Courage had stood by him
But Fear won him smiling green
Into the face of Courage
Another soul was won to Fear
Another to Courage lost:
Then Courage went away bashfully.
Fear sate him invisible by and by to watch.
So the drama quick unfolded:
And he sank
He could not walk on water
Because Fear had won him
Because Courage had lost him:
And so
And so
He sate on a safe rock
And put his feet into the water like a child
To feel the cool sweet water rush
And press with sweetness round his ankles
But Fear, yellow fear won!
For even here:
The sands started to
‘Twas a slippery bank, a bank of treachery
And treacherous the sand sank
And fast the sand
Sank like down the time-glass.
And Fear seizing him
He was un resourceful to the full
His mind Fear had made blank
It was blank – worse
Than if Morpheus on touching it
Had exceeded his dose of opiate sleep;
He saw nothing
Except him sink
And sink:
And all around him crush
And all around him go:
And yet
He felt a pleasure in the ruin
A sweetness new not felt before
He felt:
In sinking.
And so sinking
He still heard
The music of pleasantness
Ring in his ears
The sea was calm and wave-less
So no current churned
And linear and tall
He went down to the floor
The walls of water around him raged
The walls of water around him pressed
Like flames of wrath
Like flames of ruin Nero-like
When Nero burned his Rome
And staring stood
Stringing here and there a note
On his large funereal harp
And so
He touched the floor of the salt sea
Deep in and smiling in his ruin
At least pain had flown away
Fear had granted in recompense
A painless sinking:
And as he fell
His eyes were open yet closed
And he
Could not recriminate himself
As to why
He simply could not open the door - it was so easy
So imperative:
Yet so he did not and he sank.
And thus engrossed
He thought himself alone
If he could think:
And could not see
A case like his a-sinking to the floor
Another coward Fear his victim made
De te fabula!
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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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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Unexplained Feeling
Unexplained feelings
When I first saw him
he took my heart away
Now I need someone to
put my heart at bay
him still on my mind after all this time
How did I mistake
love could be so blind
we took it faster then I thought we would
Only if I can go back
to change the past
would I
would I change it
I'm afraid not
would I have paced myself
and took it slower
or would I
would I have taken it slower
I'm afraid not
Only if I could have saw the signs
and just said no
were there signs
dose he think we went to fast
I don't think he dose
could I have said no
no I'm afraid not
It could have waited
could I have waited
no I'm afraid I couldn't
wait another day
wait another hour
wait another minute
or wait another second
I wanted him right then
and there
no I couldn't have waited
I had lost all control
did I want him
yes I wanted to be one with him
more then I've ever wanted someone
in that one night
I wanted more and more of him
more then I wanted of any one else
I couldn't get enough of him
the more he gave me
the more I wanted to do with him
I wanted to be with him and in a rush
I should have noticed more
that I was out of hand
and I was the one cheating
on the one I was supposed to love
but didn't anymore
When ever I'm near him my heart jumps
out of my chest
and lands in his hands
when I'm without him I feel ugly and gorgeous and the same time
ugly cause what I did with him while I was with another
gorgeous cause that is how he makes me feel
as gorgeous as a princess
as gorgeous as a bride on her wedding day
or as a sun set on a September day
There's noone to blame but me
I was the one that pushed
I was the one who wanted him
so bad that I cheated
I know what I have to do with the one
I was suppose to love
Only if I had a clue to make things new
would I
no I would not
cause that means I would have not felt
that fire that made my body lite up in flames
as our lips touched for the very first time
I would have started off on the right shoe
These feelings are so right how could they be wrong
these feelings are new they have to be true
these unexplained feeling I have for him
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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