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| nescient |
Posted
on 10-Apr-04 10:50 PM
When I was a child,
My dad would come home at 5:00.
He would be tired from his work
But,let me tell you,he was no jerk!
Would carry me up on his shoulder
And hug me with his strong arms when I felt colder.
Always took me to park,played with me and called me his "little princess"
He would make me laugh
He would tell me a story,before saying goodnight.
When I was a child,
My mom stayed at home,which was beguiled.
She would hug me and kiss all my pain away!
Favourite food she cooked for me,
New clothing she bought for me,
Homework she helped me with.
Mother told me I had her beautiful brown eyes
Always looked at me and said I was her "little princess"
She would make me laugh
She would sing me a lullaby,before kissing me goodbye.
BUT,when I was a child
My father came home late at night
He would get fired from his work,every other night.
But it wasn't my fault,i said.
Would throw me across the room,
Hit me until I couldn't move.
Yell at me till my ears bleed to death,
"Shhhhh shhhhh please daddy no more bad words"
But he didn't care
But he didn't listen
"Please daddy,have mercy I am already in so much pain from last night"
He would not stop hitting me with his belt,until I felt "asleep"
But,when I was a child
My mother stayed at home,not even once she smiled
She would hug me and kiss me infront of her friends
Little food I was given to eat
Torn/old clothes I wore was costing them too much
Homework I could never do,as my fingers were broken in pain
I was nothing but a nuisance.
I had my mothers' brown eyes,which was always swollen
Always she looked at me with hate and I was called a little wh0re
She would make me cry
And before saying goodnite,
she would beat me until I put a warm blanket of my own blood.
Now,I am in a "special" hospital
Everytime I hear the door open,
I hide myself under the table.
Mother,Father I don't want to be a "little princess"
I just want to be your sweet child.
I don't want to do anything wrong
I just want to be loved by you.
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| confused |
Posted
on 10-Apr-04 10:59 PM
BRO / SIS / IT WHOEVER YOU AREEE..YOU HAVEE SOME TALENTT MAAN...THIS IS THE MOSSSSST BEAUTIFULL POEEEM I HAVEE EVER READ IN SAJHAAA..PLZZ KEEP POSTINGG..:) :D :D
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| babaal |
Posted
on 10-Apr-04 11:01 PM
so I conclude that it was dad & mom whom I had, not father & mother :)
Nice words there!
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| nescient |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 01:33 AM
thank you
and i am glad too that you have mom and dad,not mother and father :) What a relief!
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| monika |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 04:17 AM
Very good indeed !!! but nescient ...why do u always write such sad, melancholy and poignant poems ?? Or poignant poems are your forte?
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| nescient |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 12:21 PM
People ask me,"But why do u always write poignant proses and poems?" My dear,my life is a pandomenium filled with poigant proses and my pain has become merely poems.I am too dead to be alive,but still I am alive.
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| meERA |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 12:28 PM
Hell gurl, that's way too beautiful.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful poem !!!!
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| Usher |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 12:28 PM
Nescient, You are not the "only one here". Take a walk outside and start n new day tomorrow, when you will feel, you are wonderful as yourself. Don't let other's judgement come on your way.
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| nescient |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 12:34 PM
Usher:And you think I have not tried it?I took a long walk,I took a long hike,I took some time off,I took manythings to maintain my sanity but nothing worked.Still searching for answeres.I never said I am the "only one here".
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| Usher |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 12:40 PM
Cool down, You were used? you were left out? you were deceived? however worst it may be, you have to start someday once again. I said you are not only the one to let you know its the way everyone's life is. Try to overcome it with little good things happening around.Don't waste it.
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| nescient |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 12:55 PM
Usher:It's easier said than done.I am not making a fuss outta banalities.Yes,Everyone has his/her own share of problems and they deal it differently.Indeed everyone has to start all over again,the world doesn't stop for you,but what makes you think I have not started yet?it's always easy to give advice,have a big talk.
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| SITARA |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 01:23 PM
Here is one for you Nescient.... I wrote this just before my friend died of Cancer:
I Ran In The Rain!
I ran in the rain because I could not wait around for the sun to shine; could not wait for my tears to cease 'cause I found out my best friend may have cancer; 'cause my other friend's young teenager got raped at a teen party, 'cause a four old child's (my student's) father is in jail! So, I ran hard in the rain....
...so I could enjoy the raindrops on my hair and my face, feel cleansed, rejuvenated and yet spent of pent up emotions...instead of watching the weather news and waiting for a fair one! So I ran, splashing into big puddles, jumping over smaller ones, shivering in the downpour, yet, thriving in the invigorating shower of ceaseless rain.
And in the raindrops, I recollected the good things in my life, the wonderful qualities of my friends, known and unknown; the little boy I am fortunate to have as my student 'cause every time I dry his tears, I know he is learning compassion; the teenager, I pray for, grateful for those who escape such horrors!
And from each puddle I splash, I collect droplets of humor...that make me smile every time the dirt splashes on my jeans; scan the dreary sky that urges me to enjoy ALL; enjoy the NOW without brooding on what could be.
And from the weather, I experienced the Butterfly Effect which exists 'cause every time I make a splash, there are those who magnify the results to gigantic proportions which carry on the same positive message of a better world, if not a perfect one!
In Peace!
Sitara
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| nescient |
Posted
on 11-Apr-04 02:06 PM
Bravo Sitara!It's simply superb.
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| u_day |
Posted
on 12-Apr-04 04:36 PM
wah wah cheetara ji!!!
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