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A reward I reaped for my action,
It was not sweet,
Pain,
Guilt,
And Greed,
I will always remember.
poem by Dave Cvetkovic
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Beget, Regret, Disloyal Sway...
Beget, regret disloyal sway...
Beyond all greed, of greed, this day.
Manly greed, stings all men...
Be this one, the one's, all sin.
How frozen, be man's left, unpardoned, guilt...
Of all the men, and woman's, blood, spilt.
Delay, the guilt, leased life...
Pray up to God, for less strife.
poem by Michael Gale
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Tasteful
My mind is an open book for you,
My poem is an open door for you,
But today my love is reaped by you;
And, i thank you for loving me.
I am in clouds seven with a love like this,
Enjoying the sweet passions of your romance on me;
And, i will always remember this day.
You are very tasteful and enjoyable,
I will always remember this day;
Like the sweet melody of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Reaper
They say you reap what you sow
I reaped I sown
Call me a failure
Call me a hero
For I am both
Yet not either
I sown hope
I reaped despair
I sown love
I reaped hate
I sown joy
I reaped sorrow
I sown peace
I reaped war
So what do you see
A failure
A hero
When I look at the fractured mirror
I see me the grim reaper
poem by Patrick Tincher
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Emtee
eye remember
suffering
eye remember
... feeling the sting
of childhood
and injections
holy bruises
sweet infections
soaked
in
a
stew
like drowning
cockroaches
whose only ..
crime
was the
greed of
inherent
hunger
u know where
eye'm fragile
u know how
to kill
........kill
all fall away
all fall today
PAIN!!
pain.
i can't keep
this rage in me
can't keep
pretending
can't be
this emtee
...anymore
i can
make
it go away
... make it go away
song performed by by Otep from Sevas Tra
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Remember Me
Remember me in hard times, in times of pain and sorrow,
remember your fellow man in hope of his dreams for tomorrow.
Remember what its like to be hated, and remember that they hated me first;
remember the words that I tell you, listen and fell no remorse.
Remember what I did for you, how I lead you from the hard-ache and pain, remember how you never thanked me, remember that you never praised my name.
I AM, who I AM, and who I'm meant to be, I am the one who you once loved, although you could never see. I delivered you from your owners, because you are one like me, remember how I loved you so, how my blood dripped from thee.
Remember of my coming, remember that I came, remember that I'm coming again, remember my blessed name. Remember how I died, remember that I rose again, remember everything I took for you especially the retched pain. Remember of my scares both mentally and physically for me, remember that I loved you, that I did this so you can be free. Remember of my tears, and red sweat that dripped from me, remember how it was never easy to set my own people free. Remember of my sacrifice, the death of my son on a tree, remember that no other action can equal to a greater sacrifice than me.
Remember those who love you, forgive those who don't, pray for those who hurt you, and love those who won't. Remember your brothers and sisters, not just because of relation to thee, remember them because I asked of you, will you listen to your savior's plea? Feed them if there hungry, anoint them if there sick, shelter them if there homeless, and do this oh so a quick. Do this in remembrance of me, because since I did it for you, and you do it for thee, then it might truly show.....that no one has forgotten me.
poem by Augustus Gatlin
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Things Better Forgotten
Guilty was I,
With you, oh how my heart beat
Like a drum, with you, but
I was wrong, they will always
Say without doubt
I am wrong, I
Can never be
Right with this
They will judge us
Always with conviction
And I go the prison
Of my conscience
A thought of you
Is like a rusty bed
Squeaking to my
Humiliation but
It was something
I always remember
With a titillating
Armpit & sleepy eyes.
I lay there after
Wards with eyes
Looking beyond
My feet hung on
A rocking chair,
So sweet and yet
So guilt stricken &
There shall nothing
Be like this again.
When I see you, I
Begin to understand
My own limitations
I love you I always
Will love you, always.
That is threshold of
My ecstasy & the
Fence of what is
Mine & mine alone.
You are enough, you
Were so sweet but
Better be forgotten
Now, forever you
Pain me, you pain me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To Smile.
Make me Laugh. The voice said.
Looking over the World, so full of hate, prejudice and scorn.
Make me dance and sing. To be joyfully once again.
Forget the Pain you've endured for so lone.
Forget theses things and try.
If not, at least try. To make me smile - even if only for a moment.
Remember the joy in all your gifts. You thought no one could take away.
Forget the Pain, Greed and Corruption that took them away.
Remember the Sun and not the rain, for the storm will always pass.
Forget the Night and remember the Day, for the dawn will surly break.
Remember Who and What You Are, for they can never take that away.
poem by John Winston
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A Place Deserving Earned
From a place deserving earned,
That has given me rest...
I remember and appreciate each step,
That has gotten me here!
To succeed with a quest...
Once disrespected with protest.
But...
I am here to acknowledge,
How sweet it is to witness defeat.
When others make attempts,
To minimize one's good deeds...
Sometimes enjoyed with tears,
When shown in reality to finally be reaped.
I had to clear weeds from my path,
That were planted to confuse my mission.
I had to ignore those who laughed,
And sat...
Creating limits and upsetting restrictions.
But...
I am here to acknowledge,
How sweet defeat is...
When others make attempts,
To minimize one's good deeds...
Sometimes enjoyed with tears,
When shown in reality to finally be reaped.
From a place deserving earned,
That has given me rest...
I remember and appreciate each step,
That has gotten me here!
To succeed with a quest...
Once disrespected with protest.
And yet...
Aided to the feelings of my success.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That Kind Of Action Is Against The Law
We have tried everything in our power,
To ween them away from gluttony...
And their feelings of being entitled,
To devour selfishly...
As if they are the chosen ones,
To graze and feed an endless greed.
'mmm...I see.
Have you tried using guilt?
Sometimes people aren't aware,
They are hypocrites.'
We've introduced diets.
'I was going to suggest lobotomies.
But go on.'
Nothing can convince them,
Their feeding of greed is an economic disaster.
'And...
Where is the problem? '
We wish to prevent this disaster.
'Really? That's funny.
My grandfather believed,
Lessons taught was with a strap felt on the butt.'
That kind of action is against the law.
'Well...
Keep sugarizing them to sustain them in fantasy.
Eventually the taste for greeding will exhaust the supply.
That's a given.'
So...
You don't think hypnotism will work?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Nemesis Of Man
I hear the screams
I feel the pain
crashing, destroying, and annihilating whatever heart
that's left in this world.
Confusion taking over the fragile mind
Greed tearing apart so many lives
Pain amongst pain, pang of guilt tearing apart the
human heart
Can it be true?
The heavens are crying, shedding tears of sorrow
Watching us penetrate anguish into our own souls
Is it all a nightmare - a creation of our self conscious?
A quiet, ticking voice - controlling our every moment
Too invisible for the human eyes - to see, to feel,
or to comprehend.
We see 'them' working their evil - taken over by greed,
animosity and hate
Man's worst enemy is man himself
As the stands of time continue to fall -
will civilization perish or stand tall?
poem by Rumana Ahmed
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Contentment
If any line that I ever penned,
Or any word I have spoken,
Has comforted heart of foe or friend -
In any way, why my life, I'll say,
Has reaped the reward of labour,
If aught I have said, or written, has made
Gladder the heart o' my neighbour.
If any deed that I ever did
Lightened a sad heart's sorrow,
If I have lifted a drooping lid
Up to the bright to-morrow,
Though the world knows not, nor gives me a thought,
Nor ever can know, nor praise me,
Yet still I shall say, to my heart alway,
That my life and labour repay me.
If in any way I have helped a soul,
Or given a spirit pleasure,
Then my cup of joy, I shall think is full
With an overflowing measure.
Though never an eye, but the one on high
Looks on my kindly action,
Yet, O my heart, we shall think of our part
In the drama, with satisfaction.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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My Beautiful Reward
Well I sought gold and diamond rings
My own drug to ease the pain that living brings
Walked from the mountain to the valley floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
From a house on a hill a sacred light shines
I walk through these rooms but none of them are mine
Down empty hallways I went from door to door
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Well your hair shone in the sun
I was so high I was the lucky one
Then I came crashing down like a drunk on a barroom floor
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
Im flyin high over gray fields my feathers long and black
Down along the rivers silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Guilt
Onerous guilt
From the residue of sin
Guilt's foundation is built.
It fills my mind
and tarries in my thoughts
and all my sin
all my ignorance whim
it wroughts.
The terrible things said,
the acts performed
the blood I shed
the souls I deformed
Guilt, formed the residue of sin, and built
A kingdom of pain in me...
Guilt, the barren of caprice
Where mine heart cease
To be the lord over me…
Guilt thou build sin
And sin build thee
Thou work together
Simultaneously!
Guilt I accept thee, but do not follow thee
From Guilt's monarchy, my soul is free
Never more I will I kneel to thee or sin!
Guilty! ! !
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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Remember This. Remember This
Fear not, My child, what man can do...
Let all thy daily course pursue
that which from heaven brings thee bliss:
Remember this. Remember this.
And should the agony of pain
be covered o'er the earthly plain;
Be still, and know that I exist:
Remember this. Remember this.
And if thou suffereth a loss,
remember He who bore the cross:
No man can feel what pain was His.
Remember this. Remember this.
And should a friend forsaketh thee,
believe that I, with thee, will be
to comfort thee in what ye miss:
Remember this. Remember this.
Remember till thy final breath
that thou shalt triumph over death!
And, live thy life with faith in this.
Remember this. Remember this.
poem by Chris Schleier
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Learn To Do It With The Action
Slaughtered by the onslaught of thoughts.
That are deep and hidden,
To leave one feeling guilt ridden.
Don't let them ride your back like that.
Decide right now,
You want satisfaction.
Slaughtered by the onslaught of thoughts.
That are deep and hidden,
To leave one feeling guilt ridden.
Don't let them ride your back like that.
Decide you want satisfaction,
And...
Satisfaction is where it's at.
Some people find themselves getting crazed,
Over things they can't afford to give.
As if they are committed to give and not get.
So they sit and twist their minds into fits.
Some people find themselves getting crazed,
When the holidays of feeding greed...
Come to empty their pockets then leave.
Like a buyer's remorse that's grieved.
Oh no,
Let go of the hold.
It's not worth the beholding.
Slaughtered by the onslaught of thoughts.
That are deep and hidden,
To leave one feeling guilt ridden.
Don't let them ride your back like that.
Decide you want satisfaction,
And...
Satisfaction is where it's at.
Don't allow a guilt to ride attached to your back.
Learn to grab some satisfaction.
Don't allow a guilt to ride like that!
Learn to grab some satisfaction.
And...
Learn to do it with the action.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweet Pain
Ahh
My leathers fit tight around me
My whip is always beside me
You want the same thing every day
Ill teach you love a different way
Youll learn to love me and my sweet pain
My love will drive you insane
Sweet pain, my love will drive you insane
And pain has got its reason
And if you dont stop your teasin, baby
Im gonna show you now
Youll get your lovin anyhow, anyhow
And youll get to love me and my sweet pain
My love will drive you insane
Ahh, sweet pain, my love will drive you insane
Ahh, you get to love me any way I say
Ahh, you get to love me and my sweet pain
Oh
Pain has got its reason
You find it pleasin, yes you do, yes you do
And Im gonna show you now
Youll get to love it anyhow, anyhow and
Youll get to love me and my sweet pain
My love will drive you insane
Ahh, sweet pain, my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain my love will drive you insane
Ahh, sweet pain (sweet pain) my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain (sweet pain) my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain (sweet pain) my love will drive you insane
Sweet pain (sweet pain) my love will drive you insane
song performed by by Kiss
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An act of goodness is of itself an act of happiness. No reward coming after the event can compare with the sweet reward that went with it.
quote by Maurice Maeterlinck
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An act of goodness is of itself an act of happiness. No reward coming after the event can compare with the sweet reward that went with it.
quote by Maurice Maeterlinck
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Do You Remember Any of It? I Do
i remember when i met you
i remember when i fell in love with you
i remember when you said 'i love you'
i remember when i said it back
i remember what we had planed
i remember how perfect we were
i remember the late phone calls
i remember the songs you sang me
i remember when everything turned up side down
i remember the endless nights of tears
i remember wishing things were back to the way they were
i remember how you hurt me
i remember feeling like i was nothing to you
i remember waiting to hear from you again
i remember your last words to me
i remember they were ' i dont know if i love you anymore'
i remember feeling like i just died
i remember thinking you died
i remember the pain
do you remember any of it? i do
poem by Alicia White
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Remember Me
Remember me when life gets tough
With its edges ragged and rough.
Remember me with sweet wine on your lips
With its flavor at my tired fingertips.
Remember me when the songbird sings
A lullaby, so sweet and melodic
In my unhearing ears
It still rings.
Remember me when the sunset awes you in the skies
I still see the beauty in my unseeing eyes.
Remember everything that brings us closer to God
Our prayers and emotions
Feeding a stray dog
Or a bum on the street with no shoes on his feet.
He will remember us for the deeds that we do
Give him a smile and something to eat
He will remember when you both meet
In the after life
Free of strife
Full of beautiful sunsets
And sweet singing winged souls
Remember me
And I will remember you.