A cutting word is worse than a bowstring, a cut may heal, but the cut of the tongue does not.
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A cutting word is worse than a bowstring; a cut may heal, but the cut of the tongue does not.
Worse than cutting word
or misinterpretation, -
silence cuts, bite heard.
haiku by Jonathan Robin (12 April 2005)
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Sonnet: Words Can Wound
Wounds of the flesh and of skin do occur;
Bruises and lacerations can recur;
By intervention or on own, they heal;
Wounds of the human heart are tough to deal.
But wounds that words may produce in one’s mind,
Cannot heal early, we always do find;
The boneless tongue is the reason behind;
Good or bad words costs alike and they bind.
’Tis wise always avoiding the bad word,
That can wound much more than the sharpest sword,
To cause non-healing wounds in any man;
Trouble among nations and men, they fan.
So, hesitate to use the wounding word,
To use the soothing word, men can afford.
poem by John Celes
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Cutting It Fine
The door swings open but you wont go it
You hate the movie that you havent seen
You couldnt see what I have in mind
I see you laughing but youre
Cutting it, cutting it fine
You never should have done those things to me
Theres one thread left tween you and history
And while our temperature is rising high
Im warning you that you are
Cutting it, cutting it fine
Cutting it, cutting it fine...
You gambled all on one important game
Now take the debt and dont complain
Your game was up, I saw it all the time
I saw that vice, girl, youre
Cutting it, cutting it fine
Your sole advisor watch out for yourself
You never listen to anyone else
You were the one who ignored the signs
Dancing on a fine line
Cutting it, cutting it fine
Cutting it, cutting it fine...
song performed by by Asia
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Worse than cutting word
or misinterpretation
silent slice bit[e] heard.
Severance pay diagnosed
as communication closed.
tanka by Jonathan Robin (27 December 2008)
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Sonnet-Trivial Things Too Matter A Lot
One slip of tongue can let the cat off bag;
One slip of foot can cause a fracture bone;
One hole aboard can make a ship to sag;
A Goliath is felled by just one stone!
One unkind word can start a row endless;
One hasty act can ruin one's whole life;
One sip of wine can cause a habit worse;
One unwise thought can bring on undue strife.
One lullaby can put a babe to sleep;
One soothing word can end a global war;
Apology can heal heart's wounds that’s deep;
One Moon can light the earth at night from far.
Good things or bad, tho' trivial matter much,
Could hurt a lot or give a magic-touch.
poem by John Celes
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Cutting by the tongue is different from cutting by the knife.
Heal
Don't forget me
Bring me down
Don't let me
promise you
things I cannot do
This infection
Adds to my collection
Hoard my pain
And show it to you one day
You alone indeed
You sing so adamantly
And it fills my mind
With thoughts so fine
Don't ask me too much of me oh
Heal me now
Heal me now
Heal me now
Heal me now
Don't erase me
Cut me out replace me
I'm still here
And I'm not going anywhere
You alone indeed
You sing so adamantly
Let it free whatevers locked inside
Don't ask too much of me oh
Heal me now
Heal me now
Heal me now
Heal me now
song performed by by Bic Runga from Drive
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On Tongue Cutting..
must i be aware
that this tongue cutting thing
is nothing but
a metaphor?
Gosh, i love this
tongue
that can still give a hundred
pleasures to those
lonely kittens out
there
do you see those cats?
licking their feet
and hair and
cleaning all over again
every sunny mornings
their white
figures
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Nightmare
this nightmare seems endless
no end to my pain
these demons look real
oh father heal me this pain won't
heal
i got knives cutting my self
ovee and over again
can't stop why o why
take me away i want to leave
this game
laying in a pool of my blood
i search for a sign as i cry out loud
save me someone save me
as i loss my last breathe
my head hit rhe cold concrete
as i see this whole new me
rocking back and forth singing
this lalabii
'its all over, its all over, its all over'
poem by Robert Roberts
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On Time Can Heal A Broken Self...
mama once told me
that if i am hurt i must simply let it be
let the blood flow from a bleeding heart
leave the wound as it is
no word of comfort can heal it
only time will,
i need not scream and ask for other people to help
mama says, they too have their own broken selves to repair
a suture to nurture
no word of my comfort can heal them
because only time will.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Time Will Heal
I know you want to get into my mind
But Im not gonna let you in
Until Ive had the time to begin to know you better
I know you want to get into my heart
But Im not gonna let you in
Til youve given me the time to heal a wound still bleeding
If you want a love thatll last
Youre moving much to fast
You gotta take your time, take it day by day
Time will heal me
Time will heal me
And babe take your time
Time will heal
I know you want to get into my mind
To wash away the hurt and sorrow
To let me know thaht you are the answer to my question
The problem is that love is often blind
It fools you into thinking youre happy
Then suddenly the mask falls away and leaves you weeping
If you are the promised land
Ive yet to understand
And while theres room for doubt we take it
Day by day
Time will heal me
Time will heal me
Babe heal me
And babe take your time
With you near me
Time will heal me
Time will heal me
I cant say the words you want to hear
But maybe given time
Time will heal
The pain I feel inside
Time will heal
The hurting and the pride
Time will heal
Ill open up my heart to you
Time will heal
Ill find the words to say to you
Time will heal
The world will see the change in me
Time will heal
song performed by by Level 42
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Sonnet: The Tongue
Tongue, the muscle belly in the mouth’s floor!
That grandmothers used to narrate folklore;
With sensors to taste the food that we eat,
And speak fluently with neighbors who cheat.
The boneless tongue gives creatures satiety;
In misdemeanor, speaks words so nasty;
The tongue-tied man cannot speak out too well;
The one with a long tongue argues like hell.
The tongue can emit both a soothing word,
And also cut like a double-edged sword;
The tongue helps one to sing a sweet song,
And touch one’s nose-tip whenever too long.
The tongue can start a war or conclude it;
Some stars use it for their kissing habit.
poem by John Celes
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Nobody Knows Me Like You
If I said I'd be find on my own
Oh no, it wouldn't be true
I'd be half the man that I am
Oh nobody knows me like you
So many troubles in the crazy, crazy world
And sometimes it's just too much
But without a word, out of nowhere you come
And heal me with your touch
I feel your love in all I do
Oh, nobody knows me like you do
Years will come and go by
Baby we'll laugh and we'll cry
But we'll take on this life in style
You melt me with your smile
So many worries in this crazy, crazy world
And sometimes it's just too much
Without a word out of nowhere you come
And heal me with your touch
So turn down the lights
Do what you do
Oh, nobody knows me like you
Nobody knows me like you
song performed by by Phil Vassar
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
(see also the additional information in the Poet's notes box)
Mr. Vice President, the most fiscally conservative thing this government has ever done, is to invest massively in the green part of the recovery. Because those green dollars are the hardest working dollars in the history of American politics. That same dollar that is being used to cut energy bills, is also cutting global warming gas emissions, is also cutting unemployment, is also cutting poverty, through retrofits it's also raising the value of homes, is also by cleaning the air, cutting asthma rates.
The Word
Find the word, understand the word,
Depend on the word;
The word is heaven and space, the word the earth,
The word the universe.
The word is in our ears, the word is on our tongues,
The word the idol.
The word is the holy book, the word is harmony,
The word is music.
The word is magic, the word the Guru.
The word is the body, the word is the spirit, the word is being,
The word Not-being.
The word is man, the word is woman,
The Worshipped Great.
The word is the seen and unseen, the word is the existent
And the non-existent.
Know the word, says Kabir,
The word is All-powerful.
Cutting
First comes pain.
Then bleeding rains.
A sweet escape from this blasted shame.
Cutting away to stop the flame.
That all this saddness brings.
Fast relief when I touch the blade.
Across my skin great relese it brings.
It doesn't last for very long.
Though I'll keep doing it till the pain is gone.
To watch the blood pour from my arm.
Makes me happy with no sense of harm.
Perhaps one day I'll go too far,
and ultimatley end up buying the farm.
You can't understand this frightful charm.
If you've never done it you can't discern.
The escape you feel in cutting burns.
It takes my mind from the hurtful world.
Where I can make no sense of a single word.
This is how the truth is learned.
Cutting away with forceful turns.
poem by Michael McParland
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Brea
my reflection
grabs and pulls me under
heat me what else to be
bathed in brea
guide me safely in
worlds ive never been to
shield me
heal me
my dear brea
mull around
it's alright
heal me
heal me
my dear brea
show me lonely and
show me openings to
bring me closer to you
my dear brea
mull around
it's alright
opening to
heal
opening to
heal
heal
heal
song performed by by A Perfect Circle
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Brea
my reflection
grabs and pulls me under
heat me what else to be
bathed in brea
guide me safely in
worlds ive never been to
shield me
heal me
my dear brea
mull around
it's alright
heal me
heal me
my dear brea
show me lonely and
show me openings to
bring me closer to you
my dear brea
mull around
it's alright
opening to
heal
opening to
heal
heal
heal
song performed by by A Perfect Circle
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