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Nothing But...

she has been pulled away,
my love,
i grieve her loss,
but she still lives

i have nothing but:
my tears,
her laugh,
our smiles,
demonic flames,
and this bloody blade

poem by Bob Sujdak
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Loss Unbearable, Loss Irrepearable

The death of a twelve year old,
Her sister shed tears,
But the body was cold,
Loss Unbearable, Loss Irrepearable.

She felt all had lost hope,
It was her fault,
'I let go the rope! '
Loss Unbearable, Loss Irrepearable.

'I should have pulled her up'
'I lost grip'
'I should'nt have given up! '
Loss Unbearable, Loss Irrepearable.

'You trusted me! '
'And there is no reason....'
' No you shouldn't have, see? '
Loss Unbearable, Loss Irrepearable.

'No! It's not your fault! ',
Said her sister,
Who lay dead in the vault,
Loss Unbearable, Loss Irrepearable.

poem by Ulveena Aitzaz
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Ain't Gonna Grieve

by Bob Dylan
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Come on brother, join the band,
Come on sisters, clap your hands,
Tell everybody that's in the land,
You ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Brown and blue and white and black,
All one color on the one-way track,
We got this far and ain't a-goin' back
And ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We're gonna notify your next of kin,
You're gonna raise the roof until the house falls in.
If you get knocked down get up again,
We ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
We'll sing this song all night long,
Sing it to my baby from midnight on.
She'll sing it to you when I'm dead and gone,
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more.
Well, I ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
Ain't a-gonna grieve no more, no more
I ain't a-gonna grieve no more

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Loss

Loss is not that first stab,
Nor the numbness that follows.
Loss is not the nights after,
Nor tears shed heavily into pillows.
Loss is coming home full of news,
Only to find an empty house.
Forgetful, to set the table for two,
Turn to speak to vacant air.
Loss is to laugh alone.

poem by Paul Brookes
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I Miss Happiness

Dead smiles in my blood, ripping bliss
Making grieve me into sad cells

Unfair torments through sick torrents
Poor nerves endear but anguish grazes
In her brazen spoils and beats every toils
Cuddling in smiles that taints sightlines

Woe to the fine maker of her bed
Who watch her vile hands playing me sad violins
To sit, still, and mislay faith, and still, to call her fate
From foreign melody but shiver to dance to her loss

She was birth for any but died for me
In airless silent wails on fearless sorrows
Happiness missing to a place she is gone
I miss her, as a made loss to her too

poem by LongJohn Abah
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Bloody Angel

the bloody angel
finds no comfort on this earth
she looks down at her hideous body
too confirm she has no worth
the bloody angel
lies face down in the snow
shivering uncontrollably
she's found herself alone
the bloody angel
looks up to the sky
she screams aloud asking
why god won't let her die
the bloody angel
slowly crawls across the ground
her broken wings are aching
her mumbling the only sound
the bloody angel
lifts her head to see your face
why is it that you laugh at her
and turn to walk the other way
the bloody angel
hoarsely calls out your name
she used to be your only love
but now you're not the same
the bloody angel
lays down her fragile head
the snow turns no warmer
as it becomes her death bed

poem by Black Rose
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Shoe Box

If I take away all my sadness
And cut off all of my problems
While my concerns are blown away
My happiness fits in a shoe box
A size ten shoe box

If I eat my fears with sugar
Then clean my sorrows with alcohol
And I hang my tears to dry
My happiness fits in a shoe box

While I shoot dead my illnesses
And smoke up my doubts
I will bury my insecurities
Then collect my happiness in a box

In a shoe box I keep my smiles
And every time I laugh
I fold my laughter up
Then put it inside my box
Every time my box fills up
I open it up
And let my happiness run loose
Like a smiling drunken goose

If I take away all the bad
And I count every time I had some fun
My box fills up pretty fast
With memories that make me laugh

I only keep my happiness in a shoe box for a little while
I know is not worth it to hide it from the wild
I am the happiest when I’m happy
I laugh the hardest when I love

I learned to look at the brightest side
Happiness is not something you can just go on and hide
I live both with tears and laughters
I just choose to keep my smiles

Tragedies make sweeter my laughter
And tears make my smile much stronger
Happiness is a conscious decision
I have chosen to make this decision

In a shoe box I’ve been keeping my smiles
And every time I laugh
I’ve been folding my laughters up
Then putting them inside my box

poem by Angelica Duardo
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Pulled Up

Mommy, daddy, come and look at me now
Im a big man in a great big town
Years ago who would believe its true
Goes to show what a little faith can do
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so strong now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I slipped, and I got pulled,
Pulled up, I slipped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up pull me up pull me up...
Pulled me up up up up up up up up
I drift away to another land
Sleeping dreaming such a simple thing
I think of things that I might be
I see my name go down in history
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so string now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up
I slipped, and I got pulled,
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I tripped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I slipped, and then you pulled
You pulled me up! pulled me up up, pulled me up...
Pulled me up up up up up up up up
I got up
cause you pulled me up
I stood up
cause you pulled me up
I got up
And that was because you pulled me up
I got up
In a little while you pulled me up
Pull me up up up up, up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
I cast a shadow on the living-room wall
Dark and savage with a profile so sharp
Keep that wonderful food on the table
Theres really no hurry Ill eat in a while
I was complaining, I was down in the dumps
I feel so strong now cause you pulled me up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I tripped, and then you pulled,
You pulled me up
I slipped, and I got pulled
Pulled up, I slipped,
And then you pulled, you pulled me up!
Pull me up...pull me up...watch out!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!
Pull me up up up up up up up up!

song performed by by Talking Heads
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A Red Carnation As A Symbol

many want to stand for it
love, yes could be,
fire, fire on a green stalk
from whom? from love
yes, yes it could be
bloody, this red carnation
is bloody
but love, love, yes it could be
love, from the pocket
of your black suited heart
oh, yes, bloody, so bloody,
this red carnation, could still be
love, love, yes it could be

how much harm more can
it do
wrecking havoc on innocent
hearts, these bloody, bloody
victims
of love, love, yes, the red
carnation could still be

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bloody Red Tears

Tears of blood
Oh, bloody red tears
They fall on my pillow
And it soaks in blood, red and liquefied
They fall to the floor bellow
And once dried...
It's covered in blood, brown and hardened

Oh, bloody red tears
They're the result of what no-one can mend
All my hurt that built up over the years

Bloody red tears
They're so beautiful to me
They quench my thirst nobody knows of or hears
Only one thirst could that be
The thirst to see blood and pain
Oh, it's so good to my eyes
But, my hurt, I also have a thirst to drain

All those lies!
They cause some of my bloody red tears
They cause my hardened heart, even when someone dies

Oh, bloddy red tears
They're so good to me
And have been all these years

poem by Amy Parkinson
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Brutal world

Taken, Taken away, Taken away from the world
When life was removed you loss your hope, your drive & your passion girl

Its hard to give
Its hard to live
In this life I feel so ill
To this matter of homocide
Where the weak is victimizied
People are just taking lives
Because they can
This kind of love this kind of hate is surely unhealthy for any man any creature
Place to place people to people
Life to death ratio
The ones you love are sure to go
Some place else where you will wish to be
You will be wishing to see
The things in life so differently
From day to day
Tears fall from face to eye
In their own bloody remains they lie
People die Family go
This is the worlds daily show

Taken, Taken away, Taken away from the world
When life was removed you loss your hope, your drive & your passion girl

poem by Courtney Steele
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My Words Of Wisdom For Those Of Loss

if loss is for times of grief and tears
then smiles are for times of happiness
but why not smile for sadness and happiness
for you know that once you have past it is nothing but happiness
and it should be for the ones of remembrance as well
the ones left behind here with others just beginning there lives get to keep the memories of the days when you were still around

poem by Lily Montes
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Resolution Lost

While hatred dwells cloaked in cavernous darkness,
Buzzards circle fallen heroes of a distant feud.
Crusade for justice, where have you gone?

Patriots grieve loss, current and past.
Loss of our Brothers and Sisters taken suddenly and tragically.
Loss of our security.
Loss of our innocence.

“We wage a war to save civilization itself”, he said.
It is not the war of Retribution for the unprovoked that has been waged.

Like a magician’s slight of hand card trick,
Attention has been diverted.
Sidetracked by personal agendas.

Our hearts still sting from the dagger of hatred
Plunged deep into the heart of our Nation.
As hatred lives, so does our resolve to conquer it.
We still remember the promises made long ago.
Do you?

poem by Sheila Jones
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Laughter

If a person can laugh at himself
for any foolishness, they have done.
That person is a happy person
who can always laugh with the world.
The laughter can be infectious
and then more will laugh along with them.
The more the smiles are raised
happier our lives will become
and safer our world will be.

poem by David Harris
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We Who Grieve... (Lights The Way)

we who grieve are the children of journey,
we bear the scars of human failure.
our hearts are bruised, our backs are bent,
our feet determined and weary.

we who search the darkness to know the light,
who are the beat and hunger of human existence.
who cannot separate the suffering of those in need,
who know that walls are bridges not crossed.

we who stink of loss and sweat pure sin,
who enter the temples of the dispossessed.
who would love the unwanted whatever the cost,
whose god lives in the mirror of human eyes.

we who find wealth in lives discarded,
who know that truth has a thousand faces.
who follow the wind without destination,
who know the joy that wipes the last tears.

for we are yesterday, today, and tomorrow!
we are the dawn that comes in spite.
we are the fire in the barren cave,
we are the faith that brings the child....

the star of flesh that lights the way!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Gamajun, the Prophetic Bird

On waters, spread without end,
Dressed with the sunset so purple,
It sings and prophesies for land,
Unable to lift the smashed wings' couple...
The charge of Tartars' hordes it claims,
And bloody set of executions,
Earthquake, and hunger and the flames,
The death of justice, crime’s intrusion...
And caught with fear, cold and smooth,
The fair face flames as one of lovers’,
But sound with prophetic truth
The lips that the bloody foam covers!...

poem by Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
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Witness to grieve

I was a witness of loss and pain
In silence they encountered their grieve
Like clouds ready to burst into rain
Their second born passed and scattered beliefs

He wanted to talk about the scar
She did not move her lips
He found refugee in a local bar
She squeezed her heart and let it drip

I am the son born after their loss
Growing up, seeing smiles while sensing distance
Slept under a roof with a broken cross
Forcing me to think about the definition of romance

I was a witness to 15 years of torment
An artificial way of staying together
One day I believed in grace again…
They divorced, it was for the better

poem by Stevie Hogendoorn
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Tourtured Child

Tortured child sitting on the window pane
Innocent boy, hurt through inner pain
Bleeding arms cut by serrated knives
Ends in the loss of more innocent lives

Bruised little girl sleeping in her little bed
While she lies she wonders in her head
“Why did he touch me? Why all the lies? ”
Ends in the loss of more innocent lives

Young lonely girl sitting in her chair
All alone crying in her lair
Hanging from the rope as her friend cries
Ends in the loss of more innocent lives

Beautiful little girl covered with tears
Down the stairs lie all her fears
Though she cries she sits alone
Her beatings sting, straight to the bone
She refuses to scream and yet she cries
Ends in the loss of more innocent lives
Black crows sitting on the branches crying out
Dark clouds hovering about like the veins of God
Children screaming like
There is no hope of salvation
Trees swaying in the breeze like life
It keeps going without a care

poem by Melanie Hannon
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Sit Down, Sad Soul

SIT down, sad soul, and count
The moments flying:
Come,—tell the sweet amount
That ’s lost by sighing!
How many smiles?—a score?
Then laugh, and count no more;
For day is dying.

Lie down, sad soul, and sleep,
And no more measure
The flight of Time, nor weep
The loss of leisure;
But here, by this lone stream,
Lie down with us, and dream
Of starry treasure.

We dream: do thou the same:
We love—for ever;
We laugh; yet few we shame,
The gentle, never.
Stay, then, till Sorrow dies;
Then—hope and happy skies
Are thine for ever!

poem by Barry Cornwall
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Irritating Sky

The sky is always changing –
Can't it settle down?
Shades of blue, then reddy hue,
Puffs of grey and white;
And then it's bloody night!
At least I see a smattering
Of twinkly little things,
A silver globe occasionally
Which admittedly it brings
A sort of pleasant feeling,
Warming to the soul,
But overall it's so annoying –
Irritatingly droll!

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009

Sky sky bloody sky, bloody sky sky
Sky sky bloody sky, sky bloody sky
Sky bloody sky bloody sky sky sky
Sky bloody sky bloody sky sky sky

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Pray

As i sit here
Praying to the havens
That you never loss that smile
That you never loss that gorgeous laugh
That your heart never brakes
That your love never fades away

poem by Curtis Brown
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