Spring Time
Spring is the heart of nature
Flowers blooming with bright lighted colors,
that lifts the sorrow,
that uncovers the pains inside another.
Pains of love of nature
Pains of peace and quiet
This time of the year,
things blossom to the humid air
where little brisks of wind touches the air
Where plenty of cotton candy clouds appear,
every minute and everyday
The new is being born
The old is fading away
Until one day
Until one moment
Everything is PERFECT! ! !
poem by Rholand Nguyen
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An Old Man Medicates His Pains Away
AN OLD MAN MEDICATES HIS PAINS AWAY
An old man medicates his pains away
He wants to live in his mind
As if his body can be temporarily forgotten-
He tries to be as he once was
Easy in the skin of himself -
But the pains the pains the pains
They come from different directions
They interrupt they remind they dismay
The pains the pains
They may go away for a time
But they don’t forget to sharpen again-
An old man does not want to think of his body as his enemy
He is no pure mind and does not dream to be
But the pains
When so many come at once
And when no medication can really put a stop to them-
They will defeat him -
Drugged into restless sleep
He will not be able to die without them.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Too Much Pains
there are too much pains...
pains within the heart..
the heart that beats not
for love but wars..
there are too much pains
pains within the soul
the soul that does'nt know God
there are too much pains
pains within the troubled minds
minds who not care for ideas..
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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My Pains In Spring
My pains have four seasons
A spring, an autumn, a winter and a summer.
My spring triumphs over the rest.
In the spring of my pains
I am surrounded by smiles of sweet pathos within
And in my garden the blossoming pains flutter in the morning.
In the autumn of my pains
I am preceded by the hills of hopes mounted
And in my groves the pale pathos shed tears in the noon.
In the winter of my pains
I am hidden by the mist of dejected aims
And on my snow hills the sliding glaciers ensure a fall in the evening.
In the summer of pains
I am blasted by the heat waves of scattered dreams
And on my anvil of my poetry new lines are made.
I like my spring of pains
For I too have a human heart
And my garden of dreams will ever be there.....
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Life and Its Sadnesses Does Not Leave Me
LIFE AND ITS SADNESSES DOES NOT LEAVE ME
Life and its sadnesses does not leave me-
Quiet I hear and know
Pains of others pains of friends
Time’s wounds
I cannot heal-
Blessed now I painless walk through the world
Sadness is something else -
Pains of others are their pains not mine
Why should I be blessed
When others my age suffer so now?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Pains Of Predjudice
I have experienced pain
Undeserving and vivid pain
Pains of rejection and pains prejudice
Pain when my rights were wronged.
Pains while others endure undue harm
My heart aches, my mind bruised
From pains of emotional abuse.
I have seen and experienced it
Read about it, still living it.
Pains of prejudice.
poem by C. Albert Andrews
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Pains Of Love
Pains of love,
pains of peace,
Pains of work;
Oh, Yahweh! !
For i can see the malakim moving to and fro;
But, i will always sing: ' HalleluYahweh! Halleluuuu-Yahweh! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I Need Your Healing Powers oh Yahweh!
HalleluYahweh!
Haslleluuuu-Yahweh! ! !
HalleluYahweh!
Halleluuuu-Yahweh! ! !
HalleluYahweh!
Halleluuuu-Yahweh! ! !
Pains of love,
pains of care,
Pains of work,
Pains of peace;
But, i don't know why i do have this pain at my back! !
So, i need Your healing powers to heal me with love;
For, i will always hold on to your Name!
HalleluYahweh! Halleluuuu-Yahweh! ! !
Praise Yahweh!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Disturbances Errands Difficulties Pains Of Life
DISTURBANCES ERRANDS DIFFICULTIES PAINS OF LIFE
Disturbances, errands, difficulties, pains of life
And no time no time no time -
Self- made anxiety
And self- made frustration-
For what can I really do anyway?
A few lines of my own
In the silence of my own inner listening?
A complaint made in such a way
As to have a certain music and beauty?
Just peace inside as my own words come
And not all this clamoring to do things from outside?
A moment now here now is all I have today
Before the endless errands begin.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Life's Beginning
When does life begin?
Some say at conception
Others say at birth
For me, life began
The moment I met you
Before we met, I existed
Alive but not living
Then you changed all that
Simply by saying hello
Some animals are born blind
As I was to the beauty all around me Then you and your love opened my eyes and made me see
As in any birth, there was some pain
We both shared our pains with each other
Pains that would soon be replaced
By the joy of a new love being born
And where there is love, there is life
poem by Harry J. Couchon Jr
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The World Is Not Worth Trusting
We’re born into this realm of sorrows just like that;
sorrows, sadness and pains exactly after birth.
Nature cheats on us, we not on Nature.
We envision, we seek, we tend to have,
but have not;
we strive, we labour hard just in vain,
but Nature has multipli’d our sorrows.
Some born great gladd’n,
for Nature has made ‘em so;
oth’rs, suff’ring they all reap,
not that they’re lazy but Nature make’ so.
Some rich suppress;
some broth’rs help not broth’rs
and the world becomes and comes in vain.
poem by Eche Ononukwe
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Concerned
i imagine you alone in bed
with a wound
blood drips but you are tactful
on this matter
you put cotton and apply
the needed pressure
to stop the bleeding
of your heart
then you stand up
head high
look over the window
take a deep breath
and smile to the passing
wind
this is life
these are the accompanying pains of birth
the obedience to the cycle
and then it rains
you close the glass window
the strong wind cannot be heard
with its murmurs
you go back to bed
and sleep
with all the peace and quiet inside
the room
of your soul
this is the acceptance
less all the denials.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Poem Of The Day
Poem of the day;
I write one everyday,
It speaks all I have
to say,
I say you hate
to be bound in chains
I say you hate
to be taken a slave.
But why do we hate
When the world
belong to us anyway.
Why do we feel shamed
When we fail
Along the way?
Why is it so difficult
To pick ourselves up
And give it a try again?
Why do we say,
we love and
worship God
When we do not
show love
to our neighbour?
These and more
Are left unanswered
And leaves such pains
in my heart.
Then to feel ok
I write out
my pains everyday.
And this is my
poem of the day.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Nature’s Seasons
Crunchy leaves beneath my feet
Tumbling to the path
Storms blow through as autumn comes
A taste of nature’s wrath.
Brilliant reds, oranges and yellows
The leaves that the wind blows
It’s nature’s way of showing us
A season’s at a close.
Then delicious spring strolls through
Tiny buds softly soon appear
Opening ever so slowly
Such a special time of year.
Summer, well, we never know
How hot nature plans to be
We love it too because we enjoy
Fewer clothes and feeling free.
As summer turns to autumn
The crispy days return
New colors once more we see
More of nature’s lessons to learn.
Then winter is the time, of course
That nature can be wild
She’s nasty and ever willful
Just like a spoiled little child.
I just love the seasons
That fills a year with such a mix
Of colors textures and smells
While nature plays her tricks!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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When The End Almost Ends
as the end approaches its end
i see, some scars become wounds again
some pains arrive
and it makes me remember that beginning
that babe's cry and mommy's lullaby
they will tell you, this all about
parkinson's disease.
it is not so. This is when you think
that you are about to die and some pains
inside your heart starts to
give you names...
each name
a pain in my ass.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nature's blessings Spring
Nature's blessings called Spring
Nature's blessings
Cherry trees in bloom
Cascades of colours
Floating into my room
Nature's blessings
Eruption of new life
Everywhere around
It's the eternal bound
Nature's blessings
Spring's awakening
Fills one with new hopes
Melting away sorrow slopes
Nature's blessings
Shy scarce sunbeams
Sense of survival
Swallow's arrival
Nature's blessings
Flowers popping up
It's time to hold on
For young and old
Nature's blessings
Cycle of every year
Winter months we bear
Now earthly warming
Nature's blessings
Worth all the gold
Nature's natural gift
To life we all hold
Nature's blessings called Spring
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Sweet Bitter
You have seen the face
painted with the color of darkness
some inches down the neck
there is a hole
it pains you know
it pains
the pain of memory
the pain of craving
but there is a pain
which doesn't pain bitterly
it is sweet
this pain is born from that sorrow
which once
sung by me
heard by me
understood only by me
poem by Jyotishman Debnath
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Seeing The Young Sometimes Pains
SEEING THE YOUNG SOMETIMES PAINS
Seeing the young sometimes pains
Their lightness their eagerness
The ease of their laughter
How they effortlessly move
In a world they are making their own.
Seeing the young pains
And these old bones ache
At all the life
Never to be had again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Blossom
Lights, they wash your face
Pale and misty white
Color flowers
Your eyes seem ever changing
In my mind
Colors bleed to red
As I kiss your face
Want to tell you
I love you
Everyday as we grow
Yes I know now its all on my own
Can you feel my pain
As you walk on by
Can you tell me you need me
Everytime,
All alone
Yes Ill show you things never seen before
For your mind to untangle
On your own, all alone
Yes I know now
Yes I know now
Its all on my own
Yes I know now
Ill watch as you go
Yes I know now
Its alright
And I know now
Yes I know now
Its all on my own
As you blossom everyday
Yes I know now
Yes I know now
Its all on my own
As you blossom everyday
I dont feel my heart
Its burning up
I dont fear my eyes are turning red
I dont feel my arms are breaking up
I dont feel you slipping from my hands
And I know now
Yes I know now
Its all on my own
As you blossom everyday
Yes I know now
Its all on my own
As you blossom everyday
Now I know
Yes I know now
Its all on my own
As you blossom everyday
song performed by by Candlebox
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Heart Of Iron
Heart of iron (11/3/11)
The sky was blackening on this autumn day
The white clouds were moving quickly away
The sun had ceased to shine
And sounds of thunder was rolling by.
I tried grabbing her as we ran across
The white sands of the beach
But she was too fast and out of my reach.
Too many worries, too many fears
Now it’s time to wipe away your tears
You’ve been crying for too long
With happiness is where you belong.
Too many sad times that you’ve been through
Now it’s time to play dirty too.
I will teach you to have a heart of iron
A soul of steel - no more aches and pains will you feel.
So much pain that you had gone thru
And on no one will you rely,
for you Will be cold and dead inside.
But by doing this I closed myself off to her
And that she would never see, all the love
That I have within me.
My heart, my mind, my deep soul
She will never be able to hold.
Now I am going thru the pains
Will I ever feel the same?
Will she someday come to see
That she is a big part of me.
Will I have to close my heart
As I did from the start?
I have to have her next to me
If only friends we be.
poem by Louis Rams
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Spring's Best of Show
The set is ready and everything is fine
the weather is perfect and so divine
The media is waiting holding their breath
The flowers of spring will show their best
It's spring time and the colors stands out from all the rest
Mothers are walking their strollers in the parks
From mouths of mothers and babes alike
There comes a chorus of oohs and aahs
The sunlight glows and flowers will grow
Spring time is showing its best of show
The colors are everywhere standing out
Beauty in nature there is not doubts
Children are playing and singing songs
The family picnic is coming on real strong
The trees are greening and the plants are growing tall
Soon more will add to this bountiful affair
Summer this year will be such a wonderful time
Baseball and games to the children's delight
With the dance of colors to start off the show
Spring is here and see all the colors so dear
So come on out to the gardens and parks and cheer! ! !
poem by Michael Brock
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