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The writer isn't made in a vacuum. Writers are witnesses. The reason we need writers is because we need witnesses to this terrifying century.
quote by E.L. Doctorow
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Centre Decentred
Witnesses scrambled
History pages
Committed to truth
Burned
Things left unwritten in the stars
Destined silence
Deeply wombed
Made mute
Centre decentred
Witnesses entangled
Beards of sages
No wisdom proof
Learned
Things unread off the scars
Raged vilence
Sons untombed
Dressed to shoot
Centre decentred
Witnesses gambled
In dice of cages
None to soothe
Earned
Behind brain bars
In a twisted lense
A soldier’s doomed
Lost boot
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The eyes are more exact witnesses than the ears.
quote by Heraclitus
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Eyes and ears are poor witnesses to people if they have uncultured souls.
quote by Heraclitus
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Memories
let me be that poem
that witnesses your
secret yearning as
your glance falls
into that well of
heaven of his
a tightly guarded
glance that lifts
the veil of longings
to let a fruitful
imagination warm
up your nights
let me be that poem
that witnesses you
open yourself up wholly
to your loved one
without the fear of
losing, brushing his hair
counting each strand
as a blessing you have won
let me be the poem
that witnesses the tears
you let loose the years
years of care and love
expressed with deeds
denied in words
each word of
those years of sacrifice
is now a roll of tears
down a floodgate
greeted by his
heartaching silence
each dropp of tears that runs
thicker than the years
swifter than memory
purifying the window of love
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Silent Eyes
Words & music by paul simon
Silent eyes
Watching jerusalem
Make her bed of stones
Silent eyes
No one will comfort her
Jerusalem
Weeps alone
She is sorrow, sorrow
She burns like a flame
And she calls my name
Silent eyes
Burning in the desert sun
Halfway to jerusalem
And we shall all be called as witnesses
Each and evryone
To stand before the eyes of god
And speak what was done
song performed by by Paul Simon
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We are witnesses to view these deeds
we are here
the living witnesses
to view God's
creations,
the compact grain of sand
containing the whole
of this universe
the drops of rain
his blessings to the earth
the wings of birds
the flights of flocks
we are pilgrims
we come naked
we go home naked
we take nothing
we bring nothing
here we are as witnesses
in awe
in wonder
to God's wondrous deeds
Praise Him
forever
the 'hands of my heart are clapping'
my lips are singing
my heart is jumping with joy
Praise Him
Our God forever....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In the spirit of Rumi - 62 - Religion
The witness said
this is what I saw
no other witnesses were present at the time,
none of the jury were there of course,
the judge was not there
some of the jury said
if he says so I believe him,
some of the jury said
how do I know that's the truth
they listened,
his eyes shone;
their hearts listened,
their eyes shone;
yes they said,
that's true
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Released From Their Craze
Those suffering from their evil addictions,
Will be cured.
In fact,
A massive healing has begun.
And those holding on to their stubbornness...
Will overnight awaken,
With their eyes opened wide...
To become the witnesses of it.
Something out of their control,
Comes to stun and fix.
The spirits of the Universe have already won.
They are showing those who are affixed to conflict...
Their wickedness,
Will soon not exist.
This planet called Earth...
Has grown tired of rifts!
Those suffering from their evil addictions,
Will be cured.
This is beyond diets to keep.
And New Year resolutions made,
To begin exercising or a smoking that is hard to beat...
For those wishing to be brave.
Although they increase the eating of sweets.
Believing that shifting from one thing to another thing saves.
The spirits of the Universe have already won.
They are showing those who are affixed to conflict...
Their wickedness,
Will soon not exist.
This planet called Earth...
Has grown tired of it.
No one with thoughts they are better than others,
Will continue to deceive with the purposes to defeat.
No one with thoughts they will achieve success,
With a manipulation done...
To diminish with restrictions to everyone,
NOT anymore.
And NOT encouraged under over or besides 'this' Sun.
A massive healing has begun.
And those holding on to their stubbornness...
Will overnight awaken,
With their eyes opened wide...
To become the witnesses of it.
The spirits of the Universe have already won.
They are showing those who are affixed to conflict...
That their wickedness,
Will soon not exist.
This planet called Earth...
Has grown tired of it.
And those non-believing,
Will find themselves less afraid.
And those non-believing,
Will be released from their craze!
Those suffering from their evil addictions,
Will be cured.
In fact,
A massive healing has begun.
And those holding on to their stubbornness...
Will overnight awaken,
With their eyes opened wide...
To become the witnesses of it.
Something out of their control,
Comes to stun and fix.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It Is Disgusting How Our Standards Are Being Degraded
Why didn't witnesses stop a gang rape?
Why are there shootings on our streets?
Why are there crimes committed for everyone to see?
Why is there homelessness and hunger?
Decadence and disrespect?
No discipline and racism.
And all of this marketed without end?
On TV screens and movie houses.
And video games sold and made for our children.
To entertain their temptations, whims and sins?
Who knows 'why' witnesses didn't stop a gang rape?
Maybe everyone wanted to get a shot at being on 'reality tv'.
OR...
Maybe they were fascinated by the idea of public sex!
You know how these kids can get?
Where do they get such values?
And it is disgusting how our standards are being degraded,
Isn't it?
'I for one,
Am deeply appalled! '
And 'all' have been deeply moved to apathy.
Which is the correct reflection of this society.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part IV: Vita Nova: LXXXVIII
THE SAME CONTINUED
There were two with thee in thine agony,
I and another. In that hour supreme
We stood beside thy cross and gazed at thee,
Waiting till death should wake thee from thy dream.
Thy hands held both our hands and clung to them
And drew them to each other. We could see
Thy dumb lips open as to either name
And thy eyes turn to our eyes wistfully.
O eloquent eyes! Ye were not closed in vain.
Still from the grave ye speak, ``Behold a son,
Behold a mother.'' From that rite of pain
We two went home together bone of bone
And flesh of flesh, distinguished among men,
Thy witnesses till death shall come again.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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The days that are still to come are the wisest witnesses.
Between two friends a notary and two witnesses.
Better one eye-witness than ten hearsay witnesses.
As witnesses that the things were not done in a corner.
quote by Thomas Harrison
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Our religion, then, rests on the credit due to these witnesses.
quote by Simon Greenleaf
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Conscience is as good as a thousand witnesses.