English poetry

[cool bouy]

Cut the Pain Out

I take this bottle, throw it down,
Glass now broken, hear the sound?
I take a piece of glass with me,
Walk away, and there you see,

I go to a corner, cut & bleed,
I pray to God, that I succeed,
Cut my wrists, Cut this vein,
Numb it all, no more pain,

You sit & wonder why I do,
This act of hurt, you never knew,
Well now that you see all glass,
Now You come to me & ask,

"Why?" you say, just whats wrong?
BECAUSE --- I never more belong,
I'm NOT like you, I'll never be,
Upon this glass, my pain is free

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Red Paint

Its always the same...everyday,
I spread that blade across my skin,
And there the red paint appears...
Each cut representing my inner pain,

You never see it, you just ignore,
I'm tired of the words you mock,
I just want to numb my feelings,
I'm "fine"... I'm "okay" ...
Just let me stay in this denial,

This red paint upon my skin...
This red paint upon this blade...
Red paint of anger, and pain ignored,
Gives me peace, gives me recognition...

...that...

My pain is real.

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No one ever asked....
To wake up one day & feel the cold...
The darkness that sets upon your soul,
With or without reason, and you struggle...
You stuggle to go on, just to get out of bed,

No one ever asked...
That frisky little teenager...
Why she drank her pain away,
How she could carelessly forget...
That pills & alcohol don't mix

--- I think she knew ---

No one ever asked...
To starve for self control,
She doesn't do it for the attention,
Its CONTROL, she's slowly killing herself,
But with all her pain, it doesn't really matter,

No one ever asked...
Why that girl thought of suicide,
Day by day she struggled these thoughts,
It wasn't because she disbelieved in God,
Perhaps, she just wanted to be with him,

No one ever asked...
The cutter that has those scars,
What was wrong on the inside,
Instead just focusing on the out,
As she cut that vein so deep.

No one ever asked...
Why she cried herself to sleep,
How she never seem to rid the pain,
As she begged for someone to hold her,
NO ONE EVER ASKED

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The Gift Of Knowing You


There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old,
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.

But, put them all together
And they could not stand in lieu,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.

When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt,
When all those things you planned on
Just aren't turning out.

Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand,
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.

I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears,
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.

For in the end I would be happy
To have helped you start anew,
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.

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If I could catch a rainbow
I would do it just for you,
And share with you its beauty
On the days you're feeling blue

If I could build a mountain
You could call your very own,
A place to find serenity,
A place to be alone

If I could take your troubles
I would toss them in the sea,
But all these things I'm finding
Are impossible for me

I cannot build a mountain,
Or catch a rainbow fair,
But let me be what I know best,
A friend who's always there

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A Friend's Greeting


I'd like to be the sort of friend that
you have been to me;
I'd like to be the help that
you've been always glad to be;

I'd like to mean as much to you
each minute of the day
As you have meant, old friend of mine,
to me along the way.

I'd like to do the big things and
the splendid things for you,
To brush the gray from out your skies
and leave them only blue;

I'd like to say the kindly things that
I so oft have heard,
And feel that I could rouse your soul
the way that mine you've stirred.

I'd like to give you back the joy
that you have given me,
Yet that were wishing you a need
I hope will never be;

I'd like to make you feel as rich as I,
who travel on
Undaunted in the darkest hours with you to
lean upon.

I'm wishing at this time that I
could but repay
A portion of the gladness that
you've strewn along my way;

And could I have one wish this year,
this only would it be:
I'd like to be the sort of friend
that you have been to me.

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I've hidden my cuts, like I've hidden my pain,
I'm not giving up with this destruction so vain,
I tried to be brave, I tried to be strong,
But day after day, you told me this song...

A song of your anger, the song of concern,
You keep on wondering if I'll even learn,
You think I'm not serious although you can see...
These scars are all over, these scars that still bleed!

I'm tired of being there for you and not me,
I want to be happy, for once just be free!
I've broken the chains that once had the knife,
I'm cutting in spite, of your anger and life!

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I need the spark the flame

to drag me out my insane, of my insane



only you and me

face to fate

come and lead me

to another place



a circle is my mind

a triangle is my soul

I move only behind

I must be reborn as a whole



only you and me

face to face

come and lead me

to another place

where I can taste

the black of purity

nothing more

nothing less

escape or seek a caress

after dark I feel

I smell the pain

I revive and heal

and this is my gain



it calls me near you

some cosmic will

I want to hold you

the lust to feel



it's all the same

so dull, so plain

I need the spark, the flame

to drag me out of my insane, of my insane

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life _DEATH
Life
fading
cascading
each breath I take
closer steps I make
into the lonely grave
my eternal haunting cave
punished, being the devil's slave
only the good die young and ascend
so therefore I shall be bad to the end

thinking of the crazy times I have had
painful reflections that leave me sad
too late to contemplate a change
learnt behavior seems so strange
past generations taught
the wisdom I sought
but did not heed
now I need
new breath
death....

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dead n bLind
i've just lost my memory
when i came to remind

that i'm alive, living in this world
then what are you all going to find

suddenly i heard a voice, from some where
"shut your mouth, you're a dead and blind"

cause, of this i got anger on them
and show myself to them, full of vile

and then i asked a question. to myself
that am i really a kind

suddenly i heard a voice, from some where
"shut your mouth, you're a dead and blind"

don't know why i always feel
though i know that i've no mind

then how can i think these useless things
that was a question which i was going to find

and suddenly i heard a voice, from some where
"shut your mouth ever, you're a dead and blind"

i just want to know
and i was really going to find

that who am i
am i really a dead and blind

and suddenly i heard a voice, from some where
"shut your mouth, you're a dead and blind"

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At World's End
At World's End
Im sitting here with thoughts of you
my minds idle and so confused.
I love those precious moments we spent,
I cherish those sweet embraces we felt.
As days pass i feel the pain,
The mysteries of you will always remain....
Why should this journey be disturbed midway?
we come so far baby pls dont walk away.
Ive tried everything i can , ensured to be you perfect man
Why do you still run away from me ?
Ive only loved you truthfully.....
And should you choose to let me go
baby in your mind you will always know....
Theres love in my heart and passion too
At world's End id still wait for you.

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coz there r reason beyond my love for u
every day i kept praying for u
walked miles and miles to kill my heart
swam centuries to quench my thirst
but nuthin so pleasin found as u
oh lovin mortal,an immortal,r u?
for all the miles u walk beside
there is no place wer u can hide
If things wouldn be der,ill make them exist
oh lovely gurl ,jus dun exit
for all the immortals love us all
m sry~this is nt lust
bt until i will love to love u
dunno how many pains wil owe u
coz m jus being mean,clever and selfish
seekin shelter which u shower, isshhhh!!
there is a reason for the gods to live wid envy
for no mortal would love so plenty

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me, my erotic phantasm and this trancending esctacy
push me in zealot tactis when i need a word from you

when i need you to rage my internal fading intensity
my end is near and i cannot find anyone except you

to solace me to calm my internal struggle to save me from fatality
from the violence created by me for myself but u told me to do so didnt u

i was preplexed but it was u again, who persecuted, equivocate me to live in fantasy
now i am dog tired, erst while and need YOU my inner imp where are YOU where are YOU

[! Aatish !]

lots of english poetry in one wow

keep it up cool bouy

[Khushboo]

Cool it's a good collection of lots of feelings and nice poetry..