When, In Deep Despair
When in deep despair, melancholy takes my hand
Carresses my cheek gently and for the life of me
The words don't come and I cannot speak
The words like still pools reflect dark moonless nights
Emotions that have plundered and run away
To mountain hideouts
Sensitivity and argument
Music and metronomy
Strings and wood
Voices and fingers
Leave me thus shaken by their power
Of enchantment; all that I saw and read
Felt and dreamt here and there and everywhere
When in deep despair I think of my mother's love
And my old father who always asks for me
In spite of my age; the trust and devotion
I gave to some, often unreturned
But that doesn't matter. Cycles of life and love
Go away and come back again
When in deep despair I wonder and reflect
Melancholy is a friend, not a fiend but for whom
There is none, noone to touch my hand today.
Copyright: Rani Turton
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But Don't Despair
Despair, if you must –
But how's it going to pull you through?
Despair, when you trust
Naught since then there's naught to do.
Despair, should you thrust
Aside your pride, your self-esteem.
And so despair, if it's dust,
The only substance that you deem.
Despair, when a gust
Of slightly breeze can break your stance.
And do despair, when lust
Is your interpretation of romance.
But don't despair, if you can care
About the plight of any other being.
And you can focus on the help,
Support, and altruistic further actions
For the seeing. Be believing,
As despair will start receding
All around – simply since you found
A way to steer you clear
From this: the very cause of your despair!
So give to others; give them all a helping lift:
Despair, you'll find will disappear –
And that has got to be a well-deserved
And saintly gift!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Deep
Every time I hear the sound of the rain
Beating on my roof again
I want to taste your love
And I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Every time I lift my eyes to the sky
Something in my heart asks why
I want to know the truth
And I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Like the footprints
Disappearing from the sand
I try to catch the thought
It slips right through my hand
And as the darkness
Throws its cloak upon the ground
I start to run to you
Ive got to take you down
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Every time I feel Im loosing my way
The power of your love remains
I want to touch your love
An I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
Deep
I want to go deep
song performed by by Moody Blues
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The Pit of Despair!
The pit of despair is a deep, dark lonely place,
In which the likes of evil people face.
A place of solitude, misery and misfortune,
To where the tainted hearts must go.
People like Christina, Dayton, Jerry and Nate should be,
While the devil makes them pay for their sins.
A deep, dark hole,
Where sinners pay a toll.
From the dark depths of the earth.
Despair comes to take the souls of dark hearted people.
The pit of despair is not a friendly place,
For once you are there you may never leave.
While you’re in despair you will know pain,
For you will be tortured for days end.
Despair is hard, damn near impossible to escape,
Especially for a child how has seen rape.
Some people have escaped and are happy,
While others have not and are miserable.
Down they plummet,
To the cold depths of the underworld,
Where they are being waited for.
When in despair,
You’re in place where no one wishes to be,
You’re in hell, a place of despair,
The Pit of Despair.
poem by Sara Tober
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Despair Is Darkness
DESPAIR IS DARKNESS
Despair is darkness-
Despair is death inside and death in the world and death in one’s own sad soul-
Despair is no way out -
Despair is the place where one is forever stuck -
Despair is the realization that one has done what one could – and one is not going anywhere else-
Despair is the admission of failure-
Despair is no sign of help anywhere around-
Despair is so much lost-
Despair is one‘s life is over-
Despair is regret-
Despair is the sense that one will never have the time to have another chance -
Despair is ‘it’s finished’-
Despair is no way out-
Despair is going down and more down and more dark and more afraid all the time -
Despair is the scream which hurts and does not stop the hurting -
Despair is the understanding that even Death will not save one -
Despair is that the pain will never end-not even with death.
Despair is no way out again and again and again- without end.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Alas Alone Am I
As despair weaves a cocoon around my shadow
Alas, alone am I with my despair.
I had waited for these clouds to lift I had prayed
For these storms to cease
These deities I had tried to appease
By various diverse means; the day remained grey
The clouds did not move away.
Alas alone am I, and I tired, of constant
Conflictual battle; I do not have the necessary
Tools to open up wisdom's door;
Do not have the fierce strength to do that anymore.
There are cobwebs in my nightmares,
The night is peopled by strange shades;
Alas, alone am I, almost merging with the shadows
Dawn will come, I will walk in thy meadows.
Copyright: Rani Turton
poem by Rani Turton
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Strum, Strum Gently and My Heartstrings Sing
Strum, strum gently and my heartstrings sing
A song that comes from deep within
Words that coin their own phrases
And that is how I begin
A terrible ballad of love
I can speak of emotional hiatus
Begin at the beginning and then
Let this song sing about us
Strum gently and let the world fade away
The time I have with you will soon end;
There is a meaning to this interlude,
I have a liftime this heart to mend.
Strum, strum gently, do not pause when
The words do not come;
Thus my heart will continue to beat
And I to this love will succumb.
poem by Rani Turton
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Despair Of The Early Morning
DESPAIR OF THE EARLY MORNING
Despair of the early morning
Despair of the darkness
Despair of the Despair
Despair of Old Age
Despair of the road closed
Despair of nothing to do
Despair of nowhere to go
Despair of endless errands
Despair of money running out
Despair of the message of Despair
One transmits to those one loves.
Despair that has to be resisted
Despair that the light of the day
Will help me overcome
Despair I will pray my way out of
Despair I will in the course of the day
Sometime overcome.
Not the great Despair
The unending Despair
The final Despair.
The small Despair of who I am and where I am now.
The Despair that still can be resisted,
By the writing of a few awkward lines
Early in the morning.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Going Under
I'm going under,
Deep within the surface,
To the bottom,
Where only despair dwells,
Its pulling me down,
Clawing at my heart,
Cooling my beating chest,
I feel despair's limitless power,
It is eternal,
Lasting forever,
Dragging me down,
Into the murky depths,
The only place dark enough.
That in which it may live,
At the back of the mind,
Deep within the soul,
Yet free on ones lips,
poem by Kieran J1996
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Paradox
In the dark, the deep, the gray
I will lose the fight today
For in the end I am weak
A pawn in the greater play of things
For in the end the words I speak
Are not the words I want to hear
The words I speak cut my heart
Through and through a driven spear
I try to seem so indifferent
But all I do is care
So when you leave the words I say
Should be my words of despair
I can't stand to watch you leave
But all I do is stand and stare
My eyes glass, my heart my fear
So easy to break despite my walls
The cage I built to protect myself
There is no floor, and I will fall
My walls will crumble in on me
For I build them to quickly
poem by John Dillenger II
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At Sunset, Today
At sunset, today when the sky turns red
When clouds, try to veil the sky; when birds nest
And are too tired to fly
When workers, tired, straggle back home
And school has closed for the day
And in houses the curtains are drawn
When lights spring into life
And the spirit, tranquil, reflects
On the events of the day
At sunset, today, when the sky turns red
Father, grant everyone his daily bread.
Copyright: Rani Turton
poem by Rani Turton
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My Guardian Angel
When looking back I dimly see
The trails my feet have trod,
Some hand divine, it seems to me,
Has pulled the strings with God;
Some angel form has lifeward leaned
When hope for me was past;
Some love sublime has intervened
To save me at the last.
For look you! I was born a fool,
Damnation was my fate;
My lot to drivel and to drool,
Egregious and frutrate.
But in the deep of my despair,
When dark my doom was writ,
Some saving hand was always there
to pull me from the Pit.
A Guardian Angel - how absurd!
I scoff at Power Divine.
And yet . . . a someone spoke the word
That willed me from the swine.
And yet, despite my scorn of prayer,
My lack of love or friend,
I know a Presence will be there,
To save me at the end.
poem by Robert William Service
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Parroting Courtesies
my niece asks me to hand a spoon
and i ask her to say 'please' and she utters the word
(perhaps her mama does not teach her the word)
and i hand her the spoon and she is afraid to say the word 'thank you'
and i tell her to say the word and she says it as though it is a strange word
for her (perhaps her dad, who is my brother seldom uses the word in their
house)
and then i tell her after she says thank you 'welcome my dear'
and she giggles, perhaps the words are ticklers to her frail body
to her small hands, to her fingers which grabbed the spoon as though
there are not so many
so many spoons in this world, we know that,
but the courtesies are forgotten, as this happens i feel like i am
parroting words, and sometimes i reflect: do i also really understand
these words, deep down to the longings of my heart?
thanks, but am i that really thankful to God?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Reality spoken of Lies
One night I came home to tears from my mother,
the quietness of my father,
to realize my life would never be the same.
I felt for my sisters, as this is their father,
who has forsaken our mother.
I lost all I had to Lies.
Lonely nights, Lonely days,
Feeling of despair cascaded me, Loss of reality,
Loss of the loving family I thought I had.
No one is there in the shadows to comfort me,
I lost all I had to Lies.
Then to find out the man I loved,
also lied, was painful and so deep.
Another loss, another heart ache,
The shadows tried to reach me,
but loss of reality reached me first, till family intervened.
I found Love I was looking for,
I just had to reach out my hand, they grabbed onto me so tightly, fearing I would fall back, into life of shadows.
Remind yourself of this,
Reality spoken of Lies, may be like a poison,
which spreads till your reality is lost.
But please never fear to seek out that hand,
the one that is reaching out to love you and help you!
Your love is wanted, needed, & cherished by someone.
You may never even have realized they were there to begin with.
poem by Tracy Elizabeth Welter
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All That Love Asks
All that I ask, 'says Love, 'is just to stand
And gaze, unchided, deep in thy dear eyes;
For in their depths lies largest Paradise.
Yet, if perchance one pressure of thy hand
Be granted me, then joy I thought complete
Were still more sweet.
'All that I ask, ' says Love, 'all that I ask,
Is just thy hand clasp. Could I brush thy cheek
As zephyrs brush a rose leaf, words are weak
To tell the bliss in which my soul would bask.
There is no language but would desecrate
A joy so great.
'All that I ask, is just one tender touch
Of that soft cheek. Thy pulsing palm in mine,
Thy dark eyes lifted in a trust divine
And those curled lips that tempt me overmuch
Turned where I may not seize the supreme bliss
Of one mad kiss.
'All that I ask, ' says Love, 'of life, of death,
Or of high heaven itself, is just to stand,
Glance melting into glance, hand twined in hand,
The while I drink the nectar of thy breath,
In one sweet kiss, but one, of all thy store,
I ask no more.'
'All that I ask'-nay, self-deceiving Love,
Reverse thy phrase, so thus the words may fall,
In place of 'all I ask, ' say, 'I ask all, '
All that pertains to earth or soars above,
All that thou wert, art, will be, body, soul,
Love asks the whole.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Rolling In The Deep
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out
the dark
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and sell me out and I'll lay your
ship [shit] bare
See how I leave with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will
do
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had
it all
The scars of your love, they leave me
breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it, to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one on you
And I'm gonna make your head burn
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Make a home down there
As mine sure won't be shared
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
The scars of your love remind me of us
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
They keep me thinking that we almost had
it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
The scars of your love, they leave me
breathless
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it, to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it, with a beating
Throw your soul through every open door
You'll pay me back in kind and reap just
what you sow (woah)
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
We could have had it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
It all, it all, it all
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it to the beat
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
We could have had it all
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in the deep
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)
You had my heart inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
But you played it
You played it
You played it
You played it to the beat.
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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Why Is Despair So Deep And Unending
WHY IS DESPAIR SO DEEP AND UNENDING?
Why is despair so deep and unending?
Why do we always need some new dream
Merely to survive?
Why is life so difficult
Even in the small business
Of getting up in the morning?
Why do I need even these few lines
To tell me I am alive and can write?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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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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Love, Peace & Happiness
Don't want to think about just where I would be
Had you not had the heart to come rescue me
Gave me a new start, on this life, had mercy
With you I fell in love, no I can see that I'm free
Your love is deep as the ocean
Wide as the sea
Your love has my deovtion
You get every part of me
There's so much that I can say but words don't really show
So I let my life speak so the world will know
You've given me love, peace and happiness
You've given me life and I knowIi'm blessed
You've given me all that I need and yes
Lord with everything you've done for me
Most thankful cause you've given me you
It's so amazing you were able to find
Something worth saving and with your love divine
You reached into this life andyou gave me a chance
Set my feet on a rock and now i can dance
Your love is deep as the ocean
Wide as the sea
Your love has my devotion
You get every part of me
There's so much I can say but words don't really show
So I let my life speak so the world will know
You've given me love, peace and happiness
You've given me life and I know I'm blessed
You've given me all that I need and yes lord with everything you've done for me
Most thankful cause you've given me you
There's so much that I can say like
So great and so powerful yes you are lord
There's so much that I can say like
Amazing incredible yes you are lord
There's so much that I can say but words
Don't really show
So I let my life speak so the world will know
You've given me love, peace and happiness
You've given me life and I know I'm blessed
You've given me all that I need and yes lord with everything you've done for me
Most thankful cause you've given me you (3x)
song performed by by Out Of Eden
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But Reach For His Hand
Across the heavens where the only sound, is that of a hymn in glory bound.
For He cares and hears our every prayer, beyond despair He is always there.
No matter how feeble our reach, He will extend a hand for each to grasp even in spite of His wrath.
Across the heavens beyond despair, beyond all fear He is there,
aware of our suffering and our strife and will extend a hand for us to grasp as He pulls us into light.
But reach for His hand is what He will teach, and hearken to His uplifting speech,
in prayer we can reach His soothing touch as with His love enduring, He will lift us up.
poem by Ruth Goldfarb
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The Truth Written Within Us
If God is truly within us as God claims?
Then truth written in our soul there retains?
The answer to life questions in our souls we may seek.
Deep within God wrote words of wisdom truth that speak.
How can we accept knowledge of what can be found there?
God gave our conscience to discern truth do not despair.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Inspired by the poem ‘Quatrain #72 - Where do you look, dear friend....... ‘’ by George Krokos.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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