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The pain

I wish upon a falling star to erase my past and remove my scars
I wish upon this blurring light for the bullying to end tonight
I wish upon the razor in my hand to end the tears and the pain within
I wish upon this rope I tie to end the suffering and strife
I wish upon this tree I climb to not make me fail this time
I wish upon this falling star to keep me here until the struggling stops

Copyright © Emily the band geek | Year Posted 2014

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Am from the backseats of mean streets
I got my eye aiming the Wall Street
They said education is the key
I wonder why they made it expensive for we,
Am sitting around hood rats,
Gangsters and Ex- prisoners
Sniffing, snatching, stuffing stuff
Mama expects a lawyer, a doctor, a mayor,
We are in the middle of a crisis
Am the original copy of a son-of-a-gun
I define the odds
I believe to break a law,
Is to make a road
You go east or west,
Home is still the best
But with a bullet in your chest
Don’t mess with these streets
They will give you a free ride to hell
Pot and crack do rounds all over,
It’s a mess,
I am needed, you are needed,
We are needy
We are in a man eat man generation
You either survive or succumb
There’s a billion ways to die,
Choose one,
It’s time for a change,
Change of perspectives,
Change of attitude,
Change of behavior
Let’s get out of our comfort zone,
Coz that’s what’s drowning us,
We need a change
Change for the better
It’s revolution time!!

Copyright © adam abdul | Year Posted 2014

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Soldier Boy

The soldier boy was sitting calmly underneath that tree, 
As I approached it, I could see him beckoning to me. 
The battle had been long and hard and lasted through the night 
And scored of figured on the ground lay still by mornings light. 

"I wonder if you'd help me, sir", he smiled as best he could. 
"A sip of water on this morn would surely do me good. 
We fought all day and fought all night with scarcely any rest- 
A sip of water for I have a small pain in my chest." 

As I looked at him, I could see the large stain on his shirt 
All reddish-brown from his warm blood mixed with dirt. 
"Not much", he said."I count myself more lucky that the rest 
They're all gone while I just have a small pain in my chest."   

"Must be fatigue", he weakly smiled. "I must be getting old. 
I see the sun is shinning bright and yet I'm feeling cold. 
We climbed the hill two-hundred strong, but as we cleared the crest, 
The night exploded and I felt this small pain in my chest." 

I looked around to get some aid-the only things I found 
Were big, deep craters in the earth-bodies on the ground. 
"I kept on firing at them sir. I tried to do my best, 
But finally I sat down with this small pain in my chest." 

"What would my wife be thinking of her man so strong and grown, 
If she could see me sitting here, too weak to stand alone? 
Could my mother have imagined, as she held me to her breast, 
That I'd be sitting here one day with this pain in my chest?" 
"Can it be getting dark so soon?" He winced up at the sun. 
"Its growing dim and I thought that the day had just begun. 
I think, before I travel on, I'll get a bit of rest..... 
And, quietly, the boy died from that small pain in his chest. 

I don't recall what happened then. I think I must have cried 
I put my arms around him and pulled him to my side 
And, as I held him to me, I could feel our wounds were pressed 
The large one in my heart against the small one in his chest.

Copyright © ashley palmer | Year Posted 2012

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Hell's Kitchen

You want to romance me 
Love me deeply 
But down below 
You rule you crawl 
From the bosom of hell
You infinite powers over me 
Keep me clawed to you 
Depth a space for me 
I beg I plead 
Empty words 
No sound no verb 
Fists clenched 
Jaws ripped 
Bloody lipped 
Take a soothing sip 
Symphony winds of ecstasy 
Bow down on my knees 
Beg and plead
Scream no not me 
He opens his jaws and squeezes my heart 
Blacken thee
Says your free 
Eyes drip with infinity 
The realm is my home for me to bleed 
He's what I need 
Moaning and groaning
He's unsatisfied 
Takes my spirit ties me   
Taking deaths knife and slashes my being
Born again in hells ashes 
Infinitively taking lashes 
I'm in Hell's Kitchen now

Copyright © Reny Jameel | Year Posted 2016

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Pain of loosing you

Pain of loosing you...........

Black Clouds gather in the sky
Weeping along with me
Because they know the fact that 
Loosing you is painful for me

Only the sweet memories of the past
Have remained behind
It is only your sweet face
which does not vanish from my mind

the moments we had spent together
have become a memory for the life time
I am still waiting for you to return
so that we can be together again for a while  

Come back Oh! dear
is what my heart repeats again and again
as for me its truly impossible
to bear the killing pain

The sadness has become my friend
and loneleness is now always with me
because they know the fact that 
loosing you is painful for me

Thanks and regards,

Prasad Korade

Copyright © Prasad Korade | Year Posted 2013

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keep movin on

All the things we go through, all the pain we feel, and all the wars we fight we keep marching on!
For all the scars we have, for all the tears we shed we keep marching on!
For all the pain we hide, for all the times we hide all our emotions we keep marching forward!
For all the times we feel so alone and know one to belong to we keep moving on!
We have all these fear all these nightmares that come true but know matter what we keep going on!
Things we don’t expect, things we didn’t think could happen might just come true but we just have to keep moving on!
Know matter what happens in the future and what happened in the past just have to keep moving on with life!

Copyright © diann guillen | Year Posted 2012

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Lost in life,
In an attempt at success,
Total confusion with every breath i take,
Living in an up kind of mood can be so, so memorising.

While living through a down is so, so much more horrifying,
Time wait's for nobody and doesn't slow my heart,
It still beat's as my blood flow's through my cold, cold body.

We all choose a path in life,
Mine was misery,
Since i made that choice everything else is history,
My mind throbbing with doubt,
Numb with so, so much pain.

That choice so, so long ago,
Left me filled with so much shame,
If i am so happy,
And destined to so many great thing's,
Then why am i in so much pain?

Copyright © shantae Ortega | Year Posted 2013

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above pain

Above pain

He has been stepped on
He has been hated on
But he still stands and rises above pain
Wars came, left relatives dead
He cried, he trembled
But he still stands
Once regretted his birth
Once thought of taking his life.
Thunder strikes and that’s enough
To make him gain strength
To aim higher and rise above pain
He is now rising above pain
Trying everything to clean his brain

If he was created in God’s image?
Why can’t God take care of His image?
Questions he couldn’t find answers to
Friends all gone,
The only family he has ever known
Streets become his home,
Starving to death,
Could not hold his breath
But still standing strong
And promises to rise above pain..
                                                       By, ino29

Copyright © ino29 music | Year Posted 2012

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My soul mate

You knocked my heart’s door & I let you in
You were a thief; you stole it! Because of how kind you have been
Your words were extremely sweet and I was a sugar addict
You were a psychic because my future works you could predict
You were tremendously thankful for the simplest thing I did
You made me live the dream & dream life like a kid
You planted my garden with flowers of laughs
You filled my sea by drops of hope & faith
You were my mirror; you reflected me perfectly
You were incredibly modest & no word could describe you correctly
You! You! Yes you! Y, O, U! You are simply amazing
You were, are, and will always be miraculously surprising
 I wish I could erase all my errors, all my mistakes
To gain your trust and love I’ll do whatever it takes
Believe me honey it kills me when I hear that in your heart is born hate
Because in the end we both know that you are my soul mate.

Copyright © dreamersis poems | Year Posted 2013

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Is this pain real

Is this pain real or are we the ones who created it?? 
Did we create all the bad feelings or were they already created? 
Are we the ones who opened the cage for it?
When did we surrender to pain, hate, cruelty and darkness?
Happy life has vanished from this world... We weep every time we feel sad.... 
Why can't we weep when we are happy?
Even though there are no happy moments 
There's a story in our tears 
There's a story in our fears 
There's a story in our pictures 
There's a story in our lives 
Those story's will always be in our hearts
None of them will show on our faces...

Copyright © amjed alaa | Year Posted 2014

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I met her on my way to earth,
Few seconds then, just after my birth,
The woman who introduced me to her,
Left her for her sister earlier,
Having nobody to hold my hand,
So in her I could have a tall stand.

Despite being her guest, she was cruel,
Meeting her I cried, that I remember well,
Unfair she was to me compared to others,
Making me question her love for my brothers,
I asked her how many sides had she,
Answer she gave me, was wait and see.

I realized she had both good and bad,
And could foretell I had to work hard,
My name to gain some meaning in her in future,
All these I think but I'm not mature.

Still she uses me in my prime,
Leaving me to her sister for rest of the time,
Though for her sister she has no love,
Between them I'm the only linking nerve.

Copyright © Lazarus Ombai | Year Posted 2015

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stay strong

Dry your eyes dear child, its 
going to be okay, though it may 
take a while, I know what you 
go through every single day. I 
know its hard, I know your 
broken, but we'll pick up every 
shard, even if your hearts torn 
open. You'll be okay I know, 
your stronger than what you 
think, you just have to let it 
show, your courage and heart 
will link, and you'll never have 
to cry those tears again, you'll 
never think of having to let it 
end, your brighter than the sun, 
you can tell that to everyone, 
you'll make it I swear, even if 
I'm the only one who cares, just 
be strong, the winding road 
ahead is long.

Copyright © Christina Steyn | Year Posted 2014

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Grey Bird

On that cloudy weekend in June 
I hear a soft and graceful tune 
from the grey bird on the tree 
Singing sweet lullabies felt 
blessed in the moment 
My body tingles of joy at sight 
Gazing out through 
my open door,
Letting thoughts fly free
Releasing love out into the horizon 
Heart filled with emotion came 
over me 
Grey bird stood playing its tune 
for awhile and on the wings of 
letting go
Then as the rain fell from the 
sky the grey bird flew away 
I blew a kiss to the clouds and 
utterd these simple words of I 
Love You father ( who's now in 
heaven ) and yet I hope to hear 
that grey bird sing again once 
more for me 
Farewell, love your son

Poem contest for Debbie -referential

Copyright © Brian Otoole | Year Posted 2013

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i wittnessed a war just yesterday,
being the reason for much dismay,
i'm sorry for all the death and blood,
and all the soldiers in the mud,
i wish i could stop it just can't be done,
i'll need everybody including a nun,
i'll need jesus to forgive our sins,
that knock us down like bowling pins,
i'll need everybody to read this poem,
in hopes that all the soldiers get back home.

Copyright © jeffery scott | Year Posted 2014

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it is all because of you

                       just you, you once again roam in my mind.
                   I called you father everyday only because I could.
                        but now let me see if you still remember,
                   I was only 9 years, so defenceless and tender,
           you called me names and yelled so loud that I couldn't hear myself think,
                 you told me that you never wanted to see me again, 
               it is all because of you that today I don't have a father.
It is all because of you that my brother went to jail.
what kind of a father would abandon their child on the street?
it was all because of you that my sister fell pregnant,
she was only 14 and you never paid her school fees.

              I still remember the days you would live me for days without food.
                     I had to learn how to become a chef,
             and every time I look at those scares I burnt myself hate rules all over me.
it is all because of you that I found solace in a pen and a paper.

      just as I write this down, I am not afraid to say "it is all because of you that
                         my brother found solace in art,  
              I never understood the reason why his art always had the statement,
               ' I blame my father!', but now I know why.

It is all because of you that my sister found solace in music, 
  when her tears shot down like bullets, the pain penetrated in my heart,
I could feel my little heart bleeding, every time she sang because her voice was filled with sorrow. 

let me not blame you much,
but it was all because of you that my mother always wept.
she failed to pull up a smile on her face.
it is all because of you  that day that I fell in love with poet.

since now that my brother loves art, my sister love singing,
that my mother is always happy and I am still proud to be her defenceless soul.
it is all because of you that we all learnt how to move on.

Copyright © nolwazi joubert | Year Posted 2015

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Brain Surgery 05'

Brain Surgery of 05'

                          I am so Freightened, to death because it feels that it has COME                  
 BACK!  PLEASE!!!!   GOD!!  :'(  Don't allow this to happen to me again!!!

                          Thank the LOrd, I actually have them though...  :|  Surgery after,              
Surgery, after Surgery doesn't help though.  It's kinda scary because the medicine              
I take DOESN'T SEEM to take the SEVERE MIGRAINES AWAY!!!!  I just can't live with             
 them.  Just like before which totally SCARES ME TOTALLY!

                  I never want it to come back, I thought that was my past!!!  I am suppose to             
look FORWARD to my FUTURE, not look forward to my PAST!!!  What is this?  Come on              
GOD?  Make it right for me.  PLEASE!  Do your thing, come on.

Copyright © Nicholas Evans | Year Posted 2014

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Uncurable Pain

I found myself swamped in my room, with no one around,,
My eyes are raining heavily since he left me alone,
My breath is playing since he went miles long..

I found myslf lost in thousand memories we made,
Which empowers my tears to d cascade..
The one was that the last we made,
To the worse happened to us that day,,

He was in my lap with his last breath,
And I was trying to save his life..
He was screaming to save him,
I was bursting with tears to help him.
Nobody around only he and i.
And suddenly his breath left us saying good bye..
I screamed, cried, but nobody listened..
Only his sole leaving him gave us taunting smile..
And I was left with no choice to let it go, n making me alone.

Flowers was covering him,
Leaving thorn pierced in my eyes.
I found myself swamped in my room too many times,
With all people around, but nobody mine...

Copyright © Rupali Singh | Year Posted 2015

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My mind and heart are at war

MY heart and mind are at war
My heart and my mind are at war,
Body and soul lost between the hate,
Confused and hurt not knowing what for,
They pull, twist and fight to escape,
The battle of pain sweat and tears,
Caught in the midst of heartache,
My soul breaks free and leaves behind its fears,
The pain is too much for my body to take,
I built a wall and smashed it to dust,
For another, but for what,
I lost my faith and lost her touch,
I am soulless standing here stuck,
My mind has won this war,
My heart damaged and broke,
Still not knowing what for,
I pray and i still hope,
That this war will end,
And mind and heart will coincide,
Hoping my soul and body will mend,
For the rest of me has already died
I am done with the pain of passion,
And done with the love of pain,
All i here is my hearts door's crashing,
For this is what makes a man go insane,
I felt her love i loved her touch,
I kissed her lips and she kissed my heart,
Now this feeling, i feel too much,
Now it’s time for my mind and heart to part,
I will see her eyes in the moon lit sky,
Her beauty in a sky of wonder,
I will shed one tear and let the pain die,
As i lay awake in a world of loveless slumber
The illusions of love corrupted my mind,
The confusion of passion clouded my eyes,
The death of my heart came soon this time,
So now i will love in a world of my demise,
You can’t feel this pain that i feel,
I am done trying and this time i am,
When i write i write what’s real,
So now can you see why my soul ran?
Can you stop and wonder,
How i made it so far, with so much pain,
Can you here my heart crack with thunder,
And can you see i live in a world of rain,
 I have sought love found it and lost i
I am tired of pain.  so tired my heart is exhausted
i am done now if she comes back then i am here,
if not like i said i have shed my one and only tear

Copyright © raymond hamilton | Year Posted 2013

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don't love anyone so much cause in the end you will feel pain and it will kill you

Copyright © amjed alaa | Year Posted 2012

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The Power of Forgiveness

 The Power of Forgiveness
By Reg Rhodes

Today, I found a key to set myself free from the nightmares of my own 
shattered reality.  

Today, with the key known as forgiveness;
I will cease to languish in my own mental anguish. 

Today, I have set a prisoner free;
much to my relief that prisoner was me.  

The key of forgiveness releases me from the blame I placed on myself for four 
arduous years.  
The key of forgiveness releases me from the nightmare of the pain, the 
shame, the endless tears.  
Though her infidelity was hateful. 
I have forgiven her, and for this I am grateful.

I was an unknowing participant of her malicious reasoning.
Falling victim to her planning and scheming. 

All the while, she had an unrecognizable look in her eyes.
Her love for me had been replaced with lies. 

I longed to see my wife again, but it was too late.  
She had already been replaced by an evil being; brimming with anger, lies, 
deception and hate.                                             

I mourned her loss, and felt the emotion known as grief.
My loving wife wouldn't return. I pleaded with God to grant me relief.

I desperately needed relief, but found none. 
Two years mourning the loss of my wife had begun 

The truth would only cause me more pain and tears. 
She finally told me the truth; that her betrayal had gone on for 3 years.  

The anger and hate she had towards me; a level of betrayel beyond my 
To my stunned family; those were the things I simply couldn't mention.  

She sneered at my suspicions, forcing me to doubt my sanity. 
Her actions filled me with humiliation, and stripped me of my dignity. 

I have forgiven myself for trusting the devil who masqueraded as my best 
friend, my confidente, my wife. 
I have forgiven myself for falling in love with her at such a young age in my 

I have forgiven her for bringing out the worst in me.
I have forgiven her for compromising my sobriety, and stealing my sanity.  

I have forgiven her family, that despite her infidelity;  
continued to love her unconditionally. 

I have forgiven the uncompassionate ignorance of the fortunate; 
those who have never felt the invisible wounds that infidelity brings.
To the naked eye of the naive; her hatred, anger and lust were unfathomable 
I have forgiven her friends for helping me with the relentless self blame.   
I have forgiven her for filling me with anger, bewilderment and shame. 

I have forgiven the man who aspired to dismantle my marriage and ruin my 
I have forgiven his longtime lover who was also my wife.    

I have forgiven myself for sheltering my sanity in the cold cave known as 
I have forgiven her actions that robbed me of my laugh and stole my smile.   

I have forgiven myself; relinquishing my right to a better past. 
Freeing me of the self loathing at last. 

Ultimately, she couldn't stop her lies.
I knew it was time; we would have to to sever our ties. 

In the name of love, I have forgiven her.
I have surrendered my right to hurt her for hurting me.
I have allowed a loving God back into my life; and I am once again free.  

Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. 
Anger, resentments and hate do not belong. 

With God back in my life, and daily prayer.
I have been able to forgive her affair.

God has shown me the sincerest, most beautiful form of love on earth. 
He has given me the power of foregiveness, and granted me a spiritual 

Copyright © Reg Rhodes | Year Posted 2014

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In your memory

Thank you for the beautiful memory
you left on my mind
you are not dead
 but you are not here,

to me you are gone,
cos i cant feel you the way i used to,
everything you used to do are left untouched
the space you ocupied is empty,

our yesterday is fading away like the rainbow
so beautiful but so short,
how can i forget the endless yesterday?
when you are here with me.

in loving memory of my sister (you are not an angel but you did what an angel can do,you fly to heaven.)

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012

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Loss of ambition
Looks like I’m on a mission
Or some sort of a competition
Is it the end?
Should I be where I stand?
I cannot understand
I’ll just smile and pretend…
Looks like I’m lost
Not completely but almost
Disoriented, adrift and scared most
No way to hide or to escape from that ghost
Hunting me day and night
Making sure I don’t feel alright

Copyright © dreamersis poems | Year Posted 2014

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Internal Pain

We go through life dealing with Pain 
inside yet we paint a Picture to a 
public figure of a Head raised high.

Emotional torture and Thunderous 
cries from a screaming Heart 
echoing deep down inside.

You get on your knees to clasp your 
hands and pray to pour out your 
mind asking to take the pain away.

Heartache comes in many different 
shapes at unknown levels from any 
angle words can not convey.

You fight Internal Battles everyday of 
your life armed with only your whit 
and your pride to defeat those 
Demons that lurk inside.

You take a deep breath and release 
an Earth trembling yell telling your 
inner Demons and others that have 
DWELL ! ™©

The Moral of this Poem is never let 
anything or anyone for that matter 
get the best of you in any shape, 
way, or form. Above all never let 
these entities get the satisfaction of 
your tears.

Copyright © Shawn Munoz | Year Posted 2013

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An Angel in Danger

Life's gifts is of all the good and 
the bad 
Never knowing what may arise 
An angel is everlasting hope we 
long to have and to hold 
We have watched you through 
just like a hawk 
We will never give up on you 
we know you are strong 
Who the angels will pull you 
through somehow 
Where there is a will there's a 
And with god looking over us 
well know we will be safe
Even tho this deadly danger of 
a disease took you over
We know in our hearts that 
steady burns yull be ok 
As a fighter like Athena (a 
warriors guide)you will grow 
Even now we see your alot 
Must be these guardians of 
heaven looking over you 
Feeling good with this is all you 
may need 
This danger none should live 
But as long as there is Angels 
up above its all you will ever 
need to pull through 
A tragic time. 
- by Brian O'Toole 
Caregiver of a cancer patient 
and friend 

Copyright © Brian Otoole | Year Posted 2013

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Pain pain go away,
You little b!tch you cannot stay.
I want you gone, Far from me
F*ck off now, and leave me be.
sick of doctors, sick of stress,
Sick n' tired of takin meds.
I want to know what's wrong with me,
A want to be "normal", cant you see?
It wont happen this I know,
With my bloodline,.... it goes to show....

Copyright © brandi foote | Year Posted 2013

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A Penny For My Thoughts

A penny for my thoughts
I'd be a millionaire
Constantly my thoughts are racing
My mind is everywhere
Should I stay or should i go
Will I win or lose
Can I have my time to shine
Since I have paid my dues
A penny for my thoughts
I wish it were a buck
If I could just collect these thoughts
Then it might change my luck
My thoughts are so abundant
To count them is to many
My mind is worth a whole lot more
Then just one simple penny

Copyright © Willie Rathbone | Year Posted 2014

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A Welsh New Year

A Welsh New Year

The night's dark shadow 
creeps softly over the sky. 
Dark, soft fingers pull slowly at the light, 
fully engulfing it into it's dark mass. 
The wind whips off the sea.
Snatching and releasing, 
pushing and pulling.
Rough and unforgiving.
Wild as our hearts, 
beating quickly in the night.
The wooden walls groan in around us.
A ship, 
forever docked, 
deeply into the cliff.

A yearning spirit hides in anticipation 
behind each eye, 
quivering in excitement and childish glee.
When finally, 
one scuttling figure jumps from the couch 
and out the door.
We chase him, 
fleeting feet and unruly rain jackets, 
across the courtyard and towards the wild sea. 
The wind's intensity grows with the seconds.
We stop, 
when we reach the light.
It flashes, 
giant and glowing.
The sea roars far below us 
and the wind thrashes and screams in our ears.
I feel as if it could lift me off my feet 
and carry it as far as it pleased.
Clinging tightly to whoever is closest, 
we stand in silent awe. 
But it only last one flickering moment,
before we're dashing back 
to the warm safety of the indoors. 

But when the morning comes,
and all putter around the kitchen, 
little fragments of the night still remain. 
A crumpled flag of the living room floor. 
Muddy shoes scattered 
on the cold entranceway.
The quick sprawled footprints in the sand. 
And a lone wine-glass of water, 
on a disheveled bedside table. 
Gentle smiles pass through the house,
and the steady sea beats rhythmically on.
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Copyright © tej singh | Year Posted 2014

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Queen Reality

 All I do, is cater to you
Trying to keep you happy.
To lose the one I love
that would be a tragedy.
Not for me, but for you.
How do you expect to keep a real woman
when you ain't true.
If you only knew.
When God brought me in your life
he sent a treasure.
No other woman could measure.
Full of priceless pleasures.
Like an Angel without wings or feathers.
We belongs together.
365 days a year.
No matter what the weather.
Love will carry us through the storms forever.
No matter what tomorrow brings.
Birds always sing.
A Queen deserves a ring.
A Queen deserves a King.
A Queen deserves a castle.
A Queen deserves the best.
Why should a Queen have to settle for less?
Walking to the store.
Need a drink.
Looking a hot mess.
Smoking all these cigarettes
to calm the stress.
Praying for a miracle.
Waiting to be blessed.
Wish I could shield the pain
from striking my heart
with a bullet proof vest.
Waiting on healing from God,
because, I can't rest.
Because, I can't rest.

Copyright © tamica thompson | Year Posted 2015

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A Mothers Pain

Take it from me, You don't see what I see
You don't hear what I hear,
You don't feel what I feel,
But most of all you don't fear what I fear.

You see an addict,
The scum of the earth,
The low lives and degenerates,
A society of no value or worth.

I see my daughter,
The child I held in my arms,
The baby I cherished
Vowed no one would harm.

You see an addict,
You turn and walk away,
You cross the street,
"Parenting these days"

I see an addict,
I plead and I pray
"Dear God please,
Don't take my baby away.

You see your child,
Out there on the swing,
You see your child,
They laugh and they sing.

This was my daughter,
Back in the day,
Before heroin came,
Andtook her away.

You thinkit's a choice,
You think they don't care,
You don't see the fight,
You don't see the despair.

I see a lost soul,
With an awful disease,
I don't know how she got there,
But she wants to be free.

You say that is one thing,
My child wouldn't do,
But you don't know the future,
You're not wearing those shoes.

I pray God blesses you,
And keeps your family safe,
I wish for no one,
To be in my place.

To see what I see,
To hear what I hear,
To feel what  feel,
But most of all to fear what I fear.


Copyright © Linda McPeak | Year Posted 2015

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Where teenagers argues about sex like its weather “what mom…It’s just sex”
Condoms out of fashion as they grew to fear them more than HIV and AIDS
Adults taking advantage_ sleeping with pupils yet teenagers begging for more
Abusing the privilege of *life termination* also well encouraged by politicians 
12 year old working hand in hand with paid assassin’s *nurses and doctor’s* 
The mission is to achieve *human slaughtering* of pre-born babies.

Where “proudly” high school droppers were more than scholars
And the remaining carrying rifles in exchange of paper and a pen
Young soldiers striving to protect their loved ones_ sisters & girlfriends
From scavengers whom their parents loved and so called *damn*“EDUCATORS”
My child “the elders know best”>>>poor old lady<<< with lack of knowledge
I’m not denying that “GRANNY” but how is that possible when he had impregnated our little sister… your child too *MAMA*?

Teenager’s constantly visiting prisons, power hungry for commanding the society
Living life without fear as they turn society into the jungle*survival of the fittest* 
Living 4 now not 2morow satisfaction...well that’s if they make it till the morning
Bang bang in the middle night there goes another clueless soldier. Rest in peace NEGRO it’s amazing how your death have brought so much joy in the community

                                                                                BY: SPHELELE B.A NGUBO (P.F)

Copyright © Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo | Year Posted 2015