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No Goodbye



Tears fall, gone the smile so warm, the light of our day.
Where are those deep gentle brown eyes? Doe’s eyes!
Why you, so small, so innocent. Why did you have to go away?

Where do I find an answer? Why were you the one to pay?
I must know! Wrath consumes my heart! No goodbyes!
Tears fall, gone the smile so warm, the light of our day.

You said I love you daddy, on that bright morning in May,
You kissed my cheek. Never more! Where was God my heart decries?
Why you, so small, so innocent, why did you have to go away?

Oh my god I rage! Have you abandoned the people of today? 
Is it by the sacrifice of innocent children that you now baptise?
Tears fall, gone the smile so warm, the light of our day.

Does pain ever find solace? When shall we rise above our naivety?
Dreams ended! Futures stolen! Their honeyed words I despise!
Why you, so small, so innocent, why did you have to go away?

These hollow people have my undying ire! A gun is made to slay!
They talk of rights, but in the cold earth my daughter now lies!
Tears fall, gone the smile so warm, the light of our day.
Why you, so small, so innocent, why did you have to go away?


written 03/03/2015

Copyright © Shane Cooper

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mother WHO i HATE

Mother, mother can't you see?
How much are you putting the needle,
Deep inside of  my heart?
I know the pain won't go away!
I know you are blind to see the truth!

Pain pain pain,
When will you go away?
Anger, hate & discouragement
Always comes my way!
What am I supposed to do?
I feel alone deep inside,
I feel the empty pressure against my chest,
In a prison of hate,
I am sick of the people who I love,
Betraying me & ruining the trust,
God above who sees your actions,
I hope He will never forgives you,
For you who keep on sin.

One day you will see 
Throw my eyes & my pain,
One day you will stop on pretend,
Realize your mistakes,
It will be too late,
I will be gone far away,
I will never come back again!

Copyright © shirin neshat

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Why didn't I die

Why didn't I die, why didn't I die 
When all the dreams and hope do fail
Dear Savior take away my life

Yet still to this day do I grind
In search for that dear wanted grail
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die 

So I have thought for months and months
Leaving behind a an endless trail
Dear Savior take away my life

My hope for program has gone wrong
And beat me like an evil tail
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die

I feel so hurt I cannot try
My wracked soul has left me frail
Dear Savior take away my life

And from my failures do I hide
While burning blushing in my shame
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die
Dear Savior take away my life

Copyright © Euginia Liapich

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Villanelle: Oscar Victorius

Villanelle: Oscar Victorius

Lock not the door in the face of your fate
   The intruder lies dimly in your place
Will he die for you were he your true mate

Soft the dark wind taps in every haste late
   Makes your darling come lie by your fire-place
Lock not the door in the face of your fate

Harsh words stifle your heart uttered so late
   Behind closed doors locked by fear on your face
Will he die for you were he your true mate

Will he run as fast as feet duplicate
   When you tug at the bed-sheets of his race
Lock not the door in the face of your fate

Whose screams you heard in your embattled state
   Before four blasts broke the silence of your grace
Will he die for you were he your true mate

Now your voice shrieks still behind the loud gate
   What mindless mistake takes you out of space
Lock not the door in the face of your fate
   Will he die for you were he your true mate.

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013

Copyright © T Wignesan