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My Saddest Song

In this I tale to all my tale
of the life that I’ve been through 
And if I write this tale of life
Then the tale I write be true
And if found false beyond reasonable dought
may all my name be cursed
For I tell this tale with all my word
and what left my word be worth
In truth I write in sincerest hopes 
that of it you may read
Though I pray you hold no sorrow dew
for no sorrow is due to me
The time has past that alas
my heart be lost at sea
For the tide at last has freed me of my past
my selfishness and greed
And all it left is a broken glass
that reflects my sorrow and grief 
As the fall does turn the trees to bare
upon the fall of the final leaf 
A vacant field of smoldering ash
from the casualties former flame
Is all that’s left to gaze upon
upon the battle plane
And as I lift my eyes to gaze 
and reflect on the lands fall
The coldest grievance echoes through my head
saying I could’ve stopped it all
The distant words of an old ***** spiritual
begin to recite inside of me
Oh what peace we often forfeit
oh what needless things we meet
And should be should scapegoat
on what alter may our faults bare
For all this do for we do not take
everything to god in prayer
Though always I hold these words in my heart
and of them I do believe
My faith bareith not enough to trust
for my faith be incomplete
Though complete enough to sustain in you that I do believe
that you know the level of my faith therefore you won’t deliver me
And in this I bare my deepest woe
for in you my last hope lies
For the angels that were all once hear to stay
have to all my grievance died
And name the murderer who sins
name the committer of these deeds
And in that name my heart doth break
for the murderer is me
So now as I stare at the dead war grounds
of what use to be my home 
I hum the tune of the beast Jawloon 
for it be my SADDEST SONG
Form: Rhyme


Really Sad,

Gun shots rang out whats this about
This is horrific No Dought!
People screaming and crying
As they watch there loved ones dying 
Theres got to be something we can do 
Does anybody have a clue 
We can try and take peoples guns away 
Or psychiatric help might be the way
There's got to be a cure for sure 
To be able to make peoples soul's pure 
People need to start treating each other better 
Maybe it will calm there temper 
No more bullys and no more hate 
Hopefully its not to late
The world is cruel and extremely hard 
When it comes to life people have no disregard
Im afraid to go to crowded places 
Im scared to look at people in there faces 
It might piss them off and make them mad 
The world we live in today is really sad
In the world today god doesn't exist
I know temptation is hard to resist
We are all at risk
Keep in mind the devil is keeping you on his list!
© Mike Grant  Create an image from this poem.

Love Me Love Me Not

You love me love me not 

For this I will count the days from the 
beginning when I 
Saw you days are hard but 
Easy to know my heart beat 
with a breath prove that I am 
alive yet but totally worth less 
to get  what kind of name I put 
to our love local but royal with 
Loyal way is to count the patels 
of flowers I start with the name 
and day of your it sounds you love 
me love me not you love me love me not 
you love me love me not flowers 
are many but smell is one like my 
soul I wish to put the flower of my 
soul into your hair but not get the 
results yet that do you love me love 
me not it will probably prove when I 
will die on your feet without a dought 
that I am disturbing your heart but 
not to hurt just to know you love me 
love me not wish that come in my 
sleep and tell me you love me 
love me not  dear.......... 


With love all 
Jagdish bajantri

Premium Member Penny Thoughts



Many years ago when I first heard it,
I gave it little thought.
Off and on, here and there, I have thought
about it over the years.
Just now, it comes to mind, and I seem
To be receiving inspiration to write of it.

I don't remember who said it when or where.
I don't remember why or how it was said.
But here is what someone said to me, and
I do not for the life of me remember how
I replied. He said to me, "Penny for your
Thought".  No dought it is a figure of speech
That need not to be taken literally.

Notwithstanding, presently, if someone spoke
That to me, I suspect that I would respond with
A little humor by saying:


I dare you offer only a penny for my thought.
Moreover, I dare you to place monetary value
To my thoughts which are priceless and most
Invaluable.  And I dare you to enter such a
Sacred zone of privacy unless you have been
invited.

Many of my thoughts are very confidential.
My thought is worth far more than a penny.
In fact, I highly treasure the thoughts of my
Heart and mind that are with me all the time.
Many of my thoughts are too hard to be
understood, too complicated for others to
Accept, agree with, and might insight debate.

I mean no disrespect, but there are certain
Access routes that are open only to God.
That is because there are some thoughts
That He alone can understand and interpret;
Thoughts that He alone will never take out
Of place or out of context.

Isn't it funny how time changes everything?
Isn't it funny how our thoughts are far more
Protected today than they use to be?
Anyway, it's great to have an outlet to
Share with others the thoughts you
Wish to share.  But I don't know about
Those so-called 'Penny Thoughts'.

Maybe ...
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