Even if the truth is buried for centuries, it will eventually come out and thrive.
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Thriving
We thrive together
And perish together.
It is comradeship.
We thrive with a leader
And perish with him.
It is monarchy.
We thrive with a master
And perish for him.
It is slavery.
We thrive together
And perish sporadically.
It is the survival of the fittest.
We thrive together
And perish fighting with in.
It is barbarism.
A democracy witnesses
All these sects mixed.
11.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When Truth Is Eventually Faced
When truth is eventually faced...
Why do some embrace it with reluctance?
Everyday people pray,
For answers to come their way.
And when those answers to them come,
They are the first to either hide or run.
When truth eventually to them is faced.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Guilt Can Never Be Left Abandoned
A feeling of guilt,
Comes to attach to a mind...
As if applied to affix with supper glue.
To disturb only the one who knows it.
No matter if the truth is told.
It is going to be there,
To eventually show...
Someone mentally troubled.
Guilt can never be left abandoned,
As easily as a lie one leaves to tell.
Or believes...
In the doing of it.
Truth on the other hand,
When it eventually appears...
Seems never to mind,
To have tolerated a wait with patience.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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poem by David Keig
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Let me recite you a poem
Come on
Let me recite you a poem
There are no charming words in it.
Nor there are soft loving words
Nor it shows dreams
Nor it talks sweet
It is very rough
It will agitate you
‘cause it tells the truth
Truth, which is very bitter
Truth, which irritates
Truth, which we dislike
This poem is the epic of truth
Truth, which is always being defeated
Victory of bad over good
And truth thrown out n’ marginalized
But never surrenders
It is never centrist
It questions
Seeks answers
Never confuses in the maze of words
It solves the knots
Itself suffers- never subjugates
Since centuries
In every age
Since the birth of man
This poem remembers them all
Who died for the truth!
poem by Pankaj Prasoon
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Subterranean Car Sick Buzzard
Remember the field with the buried car
Front offside wing and section of roof
Protruding from stony mud
You said Perhaps there was a time slip
Been here for centuries
Romans, at a guess
Mr Buzzard dekkos down from forest hide
Peripheral scan over fossil car, no mind
And why doesn't he go for our eyes? I wonder
Well he'd like to, but he'd never think
To try and take them, you say
Not in him. Attack hugely improbable.
But I just saw a Humber buried in a sheepfield
Buzzard loops again
I put on my shades and it begins to rain
poem by Jay D. Allard
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For centuries, the mammoth buried in ice had been dreaming the heat of a museum.
aphorism by Fabrizio Caramagna from Dropper (Contagocce) (2009), translated by Dan Costinaş
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Sophia The Psychic She Lived Down The Road
Sophia the psychic she lived down the road
She knew the roads she knew the souls
An Antipythia of the broken heart
Wept ‘don’t know thyself ‘tis too deep’
Know thy paths not entangled they are
‘spread like lilies’ not needing the truth
Sophia the psychic centuries echoed
Tormented by knowing too much
Sophia the psychic she met me one day
I looked into her eyes compassion I smiled
Yes, she started, and she could not stop
Against my smile her intermittent sobs
Sophia the psychic centuries echoed
Tormented by knowing too much
‘Tis passion Sophia I asked
Why are you telling me what I already know
Obsession, Sophia, leave the past in peace
Take some rest and do not worry
Sophia the psychic centuries echoed
Tormented by knowing too much
I am centuries old as well but still too young for your tears
And don’t ask for my coins for I have none
All the pearls of wisdom you’ve already gained
There’s no way for you to be repaid
Sophia the psychic centuries echoed
Tormented by knowing too much
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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(V - 2009) The Truth of the Truth
The Sages and Seers
That be and have been
Cannot have seen
The truth of the Truth!
What they see as Truth
Is Truth merely
It’s not really
The truth of the Truth!
The Ultimate Truth
Cannot be known
We aren’t that grown –
The truth of the Truth!
We’re part of the Truth
We’re trying to see
We’re yet so tiny –
The truth of the Truth!
Though hard and great
The pains we give
We cannot outlive
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to you once
Remains not the same
So changing the game –
The truth of the Truth!
What’s Truth to a man
Is not Truth to all
That’s what we call
The truth of the Truth!
These thoughts as I pen
It’s Truth to me
It’s to me only
The truth of the Truth!
One’s Crime
One argues over the statements of time,
Many act with centuries of crime;
But when buried are the young and old,
We cry and liven to see the odd be controlled.
poem by Naveed Akram
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To Arthur Pendragon
Now many centuries after his death
I know that there had never been a king
that on this earth did breath
who by his valour and nobility had my heart rising
as Arthur of Camelot, Arthur of the round table did
and although his sword Excalibur forever stays hid
through centuries his tales remains as the token of chivalry
and somehow there is truth and a kind of magic to it.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Soul Surfin
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin
More
Soul surfin in the greenroom
When the time is right, youre plant will bloom
Soul surf, drop in and take a ride
Live day to day just to get by
Soul surfin carvin to the bone sittin in the pocket flowin all alone
Soul surf
Soul surfin searchin for a home
Lookin for a girl I can call my own
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin more
You cant lose what you dont got, just look and you will see
So many lost souls wandering through these streets aimlessly
Lifes like a puzzle to me, Im only missing one piece
Soul surfin gonna search for my soul eternally
I know eventually I will find my soul mate
The one I want to go home to every night of every day
But until then Im gonna have fun and play
Keep a smile on my face, I ride this life like a wave
Soul surfin in pretty blue waters
Waitin for the day that I could just call her
Soul surf
Soul surfin Im all by myself
I dont need a girl that cares about wealth
Im soul surfin and searchin for a lady and these fools probably think that Im crazy
I aint shady baby Ill tell it like it is
When you look in my face youll no Im serious
Now its delirious all these funny pretty girls trying to get up in my face and trying to rule
My world
What do you want form me
Im the d-loc
The capital d
What you gets what you see.
Soul surfin searching for the truth getting buried deep inside and come out wantin more-
Soul surfin in the green room when your time is right your plant will bloom soul surfin touchin
Blue skys up high where spirits fly pretty, pretty, pretty were to young to die
song performed by by Kottonmouth Kings
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Eventually
I met a man
And talked about you
He seemed like a man from Osaka I knew
And he listened while I told him how you hurt me
And he consoled me when he told me he'd been hurt too
And he said we are inter-dependent
And the effects on each other never ending
And that the air has no boundaries
I think this water that surrounds me
Is the same water soaking through to you
So what comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
What comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
I had some tea
With a gal from Paris
We talked about life, sex, love and poetry
And you can't help it
Your name came up again
And she said man those kind of guys
Really know how to steal all of the oxygen
And I said we are inter-dependent
And the effects on each other never ending
And that the air has no boundaries
I think this water that surrounds me
Is the same water soaking' through to you
So what comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
What comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
I have a friend I confide in
He always says doll you got to learn not to lead with your chin
But you can't help it
It all comes up again
And then you have your fill
And your spill reaches down as far as a flood
So what comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
What comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
Eventually
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
Eventually
Eventually
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Fatwa
Some says Falsehood
says fear to false
fear not truth.
Fear not truth
truth reign
truth recognised.
Falsehood perished
let us go beyod fatwa
let us buried ills
to serve kith and kins.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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It Is Guaranteed
Eventually the root of a situation,
Bears the fruit,
Of what has been planted.
It may take longer,
Than something else seeded.
Something deeper intentionally done...
Without the acknowledgement,
Of the one who is to reap...
What another has sown.
That takes time on its own,
To shed upon it the truth of daylight!
In time a tainted harvest,
Crops to the surface.
For everyone to see...
What has been done to whom and when,
And why.
And if a provided taste does not correctly please...
A search to unearth this deed,
Will uncover the culprit!
Usually not too far...
From a fixation one has with weeds.
Discovered,
Delighting in the growth and appearance of it!
Eventually the root of a situation,
Bears the fruit,
Of what has been planted.
That is a given.
It is guaranteed!
Eventually.
Like a bad seed enjoying deceit fed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Awareness
Conscience
Thou art mystery
Love thy yet
Whisper out loud
Open sim sim
Thou allow one
Knowing the code
Thou feel to open
Thou fly
Thou dance
Thou swim
Thou play
Thou thrive on Truth
Truth nothing but the Truth
Discarding worn coat
In oblivion
Thou merge
With infinity
For the time being.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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Faith Unbroken
The 'true' unemployment numbers...
Will stun those awaiting the percentages,
Of collected statistics.
If anyone believes the rise of foreclosures,
And people sneaking to eat government cheese...
Is as reported?
To have them believed?
There are more than delusions,
On these shores being imported.
The economy is in a state of an emergency.
The dollar is thisclose to worthless.
Why people are being deceived about this?
Is a joke provoked upon those hopeless.
Faith unbroken,
Is not the same as keeping stupidity alive,
To thrive.
Truth has always been the enemy,
To the ones clinging onto...
How things use to and should be.
Hospitals have become a booming industry.
With countless of people trying to escape,
From reality.
There are more today being medicated,
To continue 'trips' in mental escapades.
No one wants to deal with the way things are.
So they believe all they need to do is pray!
Anyone disobedient to discipline,
Eventually suffers the consequences.
Whether it's from greed that's being fed,
Relentlessly to heads.
Or ignoring the obvious...
With a wish to fly away from it instead.
Sweeping dust under a rug to then shrug shoulders,
Does not a lightened load to those shoulders make.
Pretensions are fine for those who wine and dine on them.
But a wake up call,
When it comes...
Is best to answer than make attempts from it to escape.
And attempts to escape from the inevitable...
Creates tremendous heartache.
Solutions then become few!
Faith unbroken,
Is not the same as keeping stupidity alive,
To thrive.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The lotus in the heart
How many centuries of centuries and trust
did it take the lotus
to take that crazy jump
from the known earth to unknown laws of water –
to learn how to feed itself, to blossom,
to float on the water
without the water dampening its trusting, open petals?
That same love that taught it all these things
may teach that lotus in my heart
over centuries of centuries
or in one crazy, trusting jump.
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[leaning on Kabir's ‘jis se rahani apar jagat men’]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Stronger, Better, Healthier
Every morning I wake I give thanks to the Universal Mind,
Affirming that only good comes to me
I face my day bravely to whatever comes,
Because I know, I am part of humanity in Thee.
That is why I say every morning, that each day
I am stronger, better and healthier
Because eventually my mind understands this
And my life turns according & I became wiser.
Our human brain & body works this way,
What we believe comes to us
Eventually I change according to my belief
The truth will reveal & I stop being what previously I was.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Heather's Lesson
Survive, thrive in difficult situations.
Glow like heather and smile with glory.
Serving deserving, deserve admiration
Survive, thrive in difficult situations.
Exist to help others in habitation
and be protective like heather's story,
Survive, thrive in difficult situations.
Glow your face and smile with glory.
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Survive, thrive in difficult situations,
Dare to take care of the creatures.
Being selfless give help to everyone;
Survive, thrive in difficult situations.
Tells Heather: serving get admiration.
Smile, while spreading color and flavor;
Survive, thrive in difficult situations,
Dare to take care of the creatures
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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