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Lonly

i am lonely..
forsaken neglected and unloved...
unspoken unseen and left out..
the whispers of depression..
the sights of stress..
believe me... listen to me..
i am dying slowly...
sun rises in the morning..
blighting up the new day..
yet i feel its the darkness..
that i feel everyday around me
lips are stiffen..
smiles are blocked..
eyes are open..
tears are doping..
heart is broken..
life is dripping...
i am shouting..
no one is listening..
i am lonely..
when the whole world is smiling..!


dilupa wijegunasekara
2012/10/28

Lonly Life

What more can you do?
Where would you go?
How wold you live
Without no one near?


i once lived in a peaceful home
the one where love is always fair

no one fights
no one screams
but that all changed when daddy screamed
'i hate you'

mommy cried 
sissy cry
Johnny whimpered
i survived

daddy left two days from then
mommy cry so much more
sitting home
waiting for his return

and then a thought can to mind
'where would he go?
what would he do?
how would he live without mommy so near?


two weeks have passed and daddy's back
but nothing now is like back then

daddy yells and mommy cries
sissy cries and Johnny dies

and at his funeral my mommy weeps
she came to see dear Johnny sleep

'never again to see your face
never again to hold you close
now i know how bad you felt
when daddy came and beat you dead'

mommy cry herself to bed that night
sissy wept in the quiet night
daddy sits and wonders why
why he killed poor Johnny that night

a year has passed and nothing changed
mommy still with teary eyes
walks around sis's bed at night
'if you die i will not live
without you near i wont forgive'

mommy cried
sissy cried
Johnny died 
daddy byed

two weeks after
daddy left
he comes back at take a rest

mommy weeps so much more
sissy with startled eyes
cries now cause mommy yelled

that night my mommy yelled
i wept for the first night yet
daddy ran away
and never did i even pray

for all i knew daddy lied
told us once he'd be forever
now i know that daddy's mean

because that night mommy died

sis and i 
we packed our things
sneaking out to not be seen

the once good daddy drunk again
you never know if you fight for  life

and as we walk around the block we hear his voice calling out

'COME BACK. YOU CAN ONT HIDE
I'M YOUR DADDY FOR ALL TIMES
COME ON BACK
YOU'LL DIE OUT THERE
COME OR ELSE I'LL KILL YOU THERE'

and with great fear we start to run
never knowing what may come

and now today
sis and i
we live together
and never lie

but at some times we walked in fear
for we still know daddy's near

it doesn't matter anymore
as long and i have my sister near


-Anna P Chebukina

Journey Called Life

The best things in life are free, nothing from your pocket is needed *.

Ray of sunshine on a cold day. Riding the ocean waves in the summer.
A hug from the one you love. A good word. to give or to receive.
Nature with all its mystery is there for you to explore. Don’t cross any border just walk to the edge of town.
Your health. Happiness avoids the sick, and germs avoid those hos think.

*None of the above apply when:

-You have no roof to cover you from the rain and no walls to keep the cold away.
-You are lonely with no one to share anything with.
-You are poor without the means to support yourself. Or without the attributes to fix this.

Life is a journey, and you will need a ticket.

Checkpoints are along the way to filter out those without a valid ticket.
Your Ticket is valid for today; Tomorrow is a new day.
Reach out for the unfortunate ones without a ticket, they are someone's son or a daughter.
Address the world as you would have wanted it to address your kids.
© Eli Hazan  Create an image from this poem.


Old Enough

It’s a cold October morning, these city streets are quiet and bare.
I am coming back from no place on my way to who knows where.
I’ve been feeling so down and low I can’t see a way to reach the top.
For me to hit rock bottom would not be too much of a drop.

Empty sidewalks in the morning when I’ve got no other place to be.
Make me think of you and how you were taken away from me.
The sound of those lonesome church bells, ringing through this cold and bitter rain.
Has me searching for the bottle that knows how to ease this pain.

Chorus:
Yes, there’s no high I haven’t tried,
to forget the pain for a while.
The sparkle of your eyes and how,
your lips curved crooked when you’d smile.
But no matter how much I try,
the pain of losing you creeps in.
When each new drug I take wears off,
my heart breaks all over again.

Your kiss could send me to heaven your love kept me bound beneath its spell.
Since you went away my life’s been trapped inside this living hell.
My friends say I should be thankful for sharing all the good times we had.
Because you are in a better place then I should not be sad. 

But those words come from innocent people who have never lost a wife.
To have you back for just one day I’d gladly trade my own life.
I’m old enough to have learned a lot but the one thing I still don’t know.
Is how old do I have to be before I can let you go.

(Repeat Chorus)

I’m old enough to have learned a lot, but the one thing I still don’t know.
Is how old do I have to be before I can let you go.

Lonly

I see the stars shining bright
Underneath the sand beneath my toes
I see a shimmer of confusion here
Of the endless analization of the mysteries that life shows
To harsh to be happy
But a few smiles do show through
Which path shall be decided to be walked upon
How shall it be picked which one to choose
My shadows hiding now
Beneath these rock from the moonlite gaze
The waters creeping upward now
And stars vanishing in a cold haze
I walk alone now no lonlier that before
My shadow has receeded
And found another shore
I dance with the leaves making music in the trees
ANd still can't find the answers to the mysteries
Of this lonly life I lead

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