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I'd like to come [Aş vrea să viu...]

I'd like to come to you today
Alas, I don't know how,
I ask in vain, no one can say
How you are doing now.

To whisper in your ear I'd like
A word or two anew –
Though in my heart I have a spike –
That I'm still loving you.

But I'm aware my wish is vain,
However hard I try,
And, as my longing gives me pain,
In misery I'll die.

Yet, you are always on my mind
Because I know your worth,
Although right now I am resigned
For lost you're on the earth.

poem by Veronica Micle, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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In Vain

The stars in the sky
In vain
The tragedy of Hamlet
In vain
The key in the lock
In vain
The sleeping mother
In vain
The lamp in the corner
In vain
The lamp in the corner unlit
In vain
Abraham Lincoln
In vain
The Aztec empire
In vain
The writing hand: in vain
(The shoetrees in the shoes
In vain
The windowshade string upon
the hand bible
In vain—
The glitter of the greenglass
ashtray
In vain
The bear in the woods
In vain
The Life of Buddha
In vain)

poem by Jack Kerouac
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~SomeDay~

I think of you
you're on my mind
you're the one
I'm trying to find

lost in my heart
lost in my hands
lost in the blue oceans
lost in the desert sands

I've tried to find you
I've looked so hard
I've lost consciousness
I've let down my guard

you've dropped off
the face of the earth
but I'll find you
because your worth,

worth my time
and worth my heart
I hate being this far apart
but I'll find you

somehow, someway
well be together
sometime, someday

poem by No Reason To Care
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Crying Shame

I cried all night just thinking of you
I wonder now what Im going to do
Since you left me for that friend of mine
Every second is just crying time
I cry cos my heart is in pain
I cry though I know its in vain
But knowing this I cry all the same
I wake at night crying out your name
You said that youd never leave
I never listened that you were a tease
People talk about me behind my back
They dont understand its the passion they lack
People go around and whisper my name
They think its a laugh because I never complain
But to my face they are always the same
They dont understand its a crying shame
You always sais that you needed me,
Exactly what for I find it hard to see
Ive sat up all night wishing you were still mine
Now I understand theres better things to do with my time
I cry cos my heart is in pain
I cry though I know its in vain
But knowing this I cry all the same
I wake at night crying out your name
I cry each night with tears in my eyes
I cant believe you are telling me lies
People go around whispering my name
Dont they know its a crying shame
I cry cos my heart is in pain
I cry though I know its in vain
But knowing this I cry all the same
I wake at night crying out your name

song performed by by Madness
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Pain

She crys out in vain
as she watchs the moon
and feels its chill
from the rain of thoughts
that blisters her dreams

She crys out in vain
as she remembers
how she opens her heart
only for it be broken in two

She remembers his smile
when he waves his farewell
as he walked away
from her veiw of pain

She begs to be forgiven
for her cold reception
of dougbts that made
her soul bleed
for a lost love forsaken

She pushed away
the one man that loved her
because of her own doubts
that bleed her heart of pain

All she remembers is the pain
from the past
all she remembers is
crying in vain
she can not will not
put her self though
all this again

She walks away with a broken heart
never to know how much he loved her so

poem by Kaila George
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Those All Are Vain

Those all are only vain
The quarrel and the sworn enemy
Those all are vain
The anger and the envy
Those are for vain
The greed and the arrogance
All are vain
The stubbornness and the hatred
Vain
The fear and the power
Just only vain
The pride and the hypocrite

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Never A Word

(GillanGloverPaiceMorseAirey)
Never a word, a word so true
Passed between us, me and you
Heard you found your pot of gold
That's the story I've been told
Never a word was said in vain
Some were never sad again
Some were lost in lovers' heat
Some lay fallen at our feet
All day all night
You and only you
All day all night
I think of you and only you
Never a word escaped my lips
Silenced by your fingertips
I kept my word, can you believe
All this time so hard to breathe
Hard to breathe

song performed by by Deep Purple
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Your Heart

So you’ve given your Heart to me…
Do I keep it or give it back
Do I at all need it
Was it worth the wait
Why did you lose your heart to me?
Or did you give it out of sympathy…
Do you think I deserved it…
Or was it one of your many
Give-aways
As you’ve always done with ‘others’ of my kind

Or were you being sincere, loving and true
When you considered giving me:
Your Heart
And will you take it back from me
Once the ‘rosiness’ is over…
When we’ve had our share of making love,
When you no longer fancy me,
Having ‘felt’ me inside-out…
And then give it to that someone else
who would woo you as I did

Mind you, my love…
If ever you could be loved so much
It has to be me, and only me…
I’ve been true to God and You,
loving Him and loving You…

at peace with my loneliness,
I learned to live, longing for you…
‘merely existing’ – you might say,
Yet still livable than a ‘living death’
Once you snatch your heart from me…

So my love, there is still time,
Tell me it’s not yet true:
That you falling for me
Cannot ever and ever be true…
Let me keep on loving you
Longing for you
Just the way I do
Forever and ever and ever so…
You keep your heart to yourself
for I don’t yet deserve you,
and you don’t have to heed me
just so as I keep asking you.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Dirge Without Music

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the
love,—
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not
approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the
world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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May bleed with pain

My heart may bleed with pain
To find out the worth of being human with gain
It’s utility on earth and leading of as an entity
To be remembered or hated as personal quality

The ensuing festival has touched heart with grief
Millions of people are attached with strong belief
Has that really brought the kindness with brotherhood?
Do we ever wipe out the tears from the people of neighborhood?

If answer is yes, then we have achieved what father really wanted
His sacrifice is not in vain as the so many years were spent on being haunted
What did they get in turn for perpetuating inhuman treatment?
Did our father O, Lord utter a word or preferred to lament?

I weep when see the tearful eyes with a message
You waged a relentless love war throughout the age
You suffered so much for us to be called a non believer
You only wanted to be sufferer and our pain reliever

“They will what they are doing and for whom”?
“What do they know and what ideas they groom?
This was your message even when descended with gloom
Today even we do not know exactly by sitting in the room

How could you bear such cruelty on your body?
Was there no pity in their heart or thought by anybody?
Did they know what they were doing and for what cause?
Could they not stop it for while or observe a pause?

There was no one to take you to safety
You were subjected to torture and cruelty
Oh, how long you endured pain and lay flat
Still you loved till last and did not spate

All those events make me very sad
I still see those watery eyes and feel what you had
It might have been very crucial days
When you were forbidden preaching ways

I feel hurt when sharp thorn strikes
I look helplessly with pain at skies
I plead for help with anguish
How could you bear all poking till they finished?

You stood for universal brotherhood and mankind
I feel very much hurt when some one is very unkind
I remember each word vividly and memorize
Each soul on earth is committed to oblige

We could never have been one as we are today
We may be celebrating it with fun fare on auspicious day
If single word I could adopt and prove
It will be worth to be called a good move

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Cave Like A Grave

I've put your love in a cage
I've held your love and your pain
With both of my hands with my regrets
I've dumped your love and my regrets in the cage

Since the day that you've gone
Journey for me has begun
I've hidden your love and It's pain
I've dug the cave like a grave

I've held the memories with my hand
I've touched the pain, Ah I cried vain
One by one I've added them to the cave
All your promises were undone
You've gone.
I've put the cave like a grave
Upon my shoulders I held your ache unaware
Years long years you were there
Inside my heart never went

I've held you with me in rough
I cried, I suffered pain, oh in vain
I held you with me all these years. Never could leaving the past years
I've held them like a bag
filled with fires and with pain
Since the day that you've gone The misery of love for me was begun
Today I want you to know
I've thrown away the cage including all your aches
I left my soul free, out of the grave of your love
The journey for me has found an end.

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Night..

Night is the worst time
Night is a hard time
Why can't I sleep
Why can't I rest

Pain in my heart
Pain in my eyes
Lost is my true love
Lost is my heart

The night is dark
Dark are my thoughts
Lost is the daylight
Lost is my life

Night is like death
Night is so cold
Hurt when I rest
Hurt in my soul

Longing for you
Longing to hold you
Lost forever
Lost to the night

poem by Grim Blackhart
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I Am Suppose to Be Vain

I am suppose to be vain.
You know...
Someone who loves to be on stage.
Because of an exterior presence.
I have been told I am handsome.
So naturally I want the attention.

I am suppose to be vain.
You know...
Someone who speaks, walks
And chew gum at the same time.
With a detectable intelligence too?
Seeking adulation,
That's all I am suppose to do.

I am suppose to be vain.
Because I choose to work hard.
And apply my abilities.
Since I am extremely dedicated,
To my capable creativity.
And it seems I do all of this effortlessly...
I am suppose to be vain!

'WELL...
Are you? '

I am biased!
Not vain.
There is a huge difference between the two.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Onward

Have the blasts of sorrow worn thee,
Have the rocks of danger torn thee,
And thus shifted, wreck-like drifted,
Wouldst thou find a port in time?
Vain the quest! That word sublime—
God’s great one word,
Silent never, pealeth ever,
Onward!
Hast thou done all loving duty,
Hast thou clothed thy soul with beauty,
And wouldst rest then, wholly blest then,
In some sunny lapse of time?
Vain the hope! The word sublime—
God’s great one word,
Silent never, pealeth ever,
Onward!

Hast thou won the heart of glory,
Hast thou charmed the tongue of story,
And wouldst pause then for applause then,
Underneath the stars of time?
Vain the lure! That word sublime—
God’s great one word,
Silent never, pealeth ever,
Onward!

Truth and virtue hast thou wrought for,
Faith and freedom hast thou fought for,
And then shrinkest for thou thinkest
Paid is all thy debt in time?
Vain the thought! That word sublime—
God’s great one word,
Silent never, pealeth ever,
Onward!

From endeavour to endeavour,
Journeying with hours for ever,
Or aspiring, or acquiring
This, O man, is life in time,
Urged by that primal word sublime—
God’s great one word,
Silent never, pealeth ever,
Onward!

poem by Charles Harpur
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Unfathomable World

Unfathomable! woeful world,
The constancy
from the pities is lost,
Wherefore insane
soul of mine,
is gazing to find
the peace of life,
Oh, in vain!
Inscrutable mortal world,
Whatfore demanding the cure, for bleeding heart of mine,
Unfathomable!
Treacherous!
Woeful world!
The heart is destroyed,
Howling alone,
How to rejoice
to revive my pain?
Oh, in vain!
You mortality world,
The surges of stormy
shoreless seas,
Have swift away,
my soul's peace,
In your misty ruined rooms,
my love I lost,
And the spirit is,
tottering lean,
In the rough, strained and pale
Oh, in vain!

poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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In The Face Of A Tornodo

this pain
raises and falls
in this heaving bosom

this agony
rages and rages
in this fiery heart

this longing
settles and unsettles
this body and spirit

this pain
this agony
this longing
all together hit me
as a tornodo at times
it's then the body goes about
like a dangling empty sack down
the shoulders of a beggar, roaminging in vain,
with a heart heavier, and belly and spirit emptier

14jan2010
02.40hra

poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Little Man Lost at Vespers - Parody A.A. MILNE Vespers

Little man lost in a world with no heart,
little man called upon, playing a part,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
when will support from society start?

Little man lost, curling up very small
when nobody notices he's there at all,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
all seems unfair when the cupboard is bare.

Little man lost his job, often apart
from hopes of promotion unless he plays smart,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
will the votes counted upset apple-cart?

Little man keeling at foot of the bed,
saw gold is dreams, silver wore in hoar head,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
Christ, no fair Robin Hood's doling fair shares.

Little man's hunger stamps won't ease the cramps
dropp filters through ceiling cracks, happiness damps,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
for walking is healthy when car has the clamps.

Little man's vista through Visa's gone bust,
global economy's threatened, we must
hush, hush, whisper, who’ll dare
plead for the needy confronting despair?

Little man losing out struggles for work,
T.V. instead of expenses or perk,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
though welfare for needy, bank bonus for jerk!

Little man lost counts cost down to a penny,
bank lending cuts spending ruts causing for many,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
when will vain bureaucrat answer vain prayer.

Little man lost with no foot in the door,
Woolworth's now worthless has sunk through the floor,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
when will the wheel turn to set a fair score?

Little man lost at the foot of the tree,
paying through nose for electricity,
hush, hush, whisper who dare,
redundancies, pensions, who’ll care and who’ll share?

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Come on babies

come in babies let's get is all anew
the witches down burned
they never really learned
they never really knew
how to get it all anew

come on babies let's go on all anew
let's turn the leaves on the brighter side
let the page that grieves be torn to hide
old pain not to pierce again
old hearts not to be beat in vain

come on babies forget your fears
turn old years to a happy new year

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Explication Proper

Explication proper, mere words do yet clutter:
Wondrous memories fill my heart, to my very soul-
Each time mine eyes lain upon yours, fall it did aflutter;
Causal to the virtues your beautificence doth extol!

Sights and sounds, once ordinary, even mundane,
Now strangely more beautiful and melodious-
It was thought my heart's love would be in vain,
I see now- it is strong, resilient and commodious!

Do not be afraid of the amity that does everlast-
It shall be requited in kind, this I avow to you:
Be now secure, your future is made from your past-
My fragile, yet loving heart- I offer now to you!

All that which is worth loving, surely inspires fear-
Alas, that which is love, resides for you right here!

Maurice Harris,3 August 2009

poem by Maurice Harris
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Anarchy ii

I have been searching all this while;
miles n miles,
I know not where i lost my smiles...

My heart's been over brimmed with fears;
years n years,
Oh God! where i have lost my tears...

My soul's been groping since the birth;
on skies n earth,
I'm flustered where i lost my mirth...

I daily shriek to shake the skies;
twice n thrice,
do try to cry, but where are cries...

I have been trying to kill the pain;
but all in vain,
M y God distill some blessed rain...

O Lord! do help me change my mind;
You Just n Kind!
so rest n peace my soul may find...

poem by Shahzia Batool
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The Hunt within

I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
mask it with a laugh in vain.

If only you could see; this pain does not have to be.
The hands I feel grasp my chest,
The piercing screams inside,
I know that I'm just prey walking in the hunters grasp, asking for the pain.
But although I feel my strain I know it is not in vain,

So I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
Mask it with a laugh in vain.

I feel myself slipping, evil greed poisoning the good; maybe I'm just blind.
I'm the hunter in the dark
The lurk of a selfish need,
I cannot bear to hurt someone else, I can only hurt me.