The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
Oscar Wilde in The Importance of Being Earnest (1895)
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The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple.
quote by Oscar Wilde
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Simple
(In memoriam our singer Madalina Manole who died yesterday after she committed suicide.)
If she would die
Simple
Being only
Profoundly devastated
By grieve
Perhaps nobody
Would have understood
What really happened to her.
But she didn't die so simple.
He died for ever
For everyone to understand
The reason why
The pure and simple truth
Is rarely pure
And never simple.
In this world
Perceived through our senses.
We are nonexistent
Without our soul.
And the world makes no sense
Any longer.
Tears do not fall,
Leaves do not wither,
Flowers do not bloom
Ever.
Simple
They disappear
Being destroyed
In their self-esteem.
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Simple truth
please just tell,
tell me the truth,
its really simple,
tell the truth....
do you really love me
do you really care about me...
tell me please,
you wont hurt my feelings or anything i just want to know.
i need to know the truth.
do you believe in forever
i need the truth.
look me in eyes and tell me
the simple truth......
i will understand...
but i have to hear it to believe it...
dont lie,
tell the simple truth...
poem by Kanako Izumkui
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Truth or Truths? for M' lady Amber
What is the truth? No man can say
Each sees it in a different way.
My truth may not be true for you
Yours may differ from mine too
Although we say we want to know
I wonder do we really though
I think it is quite evident,
The truth is inconvenient.
If hearts were pure we could be sure.
One simple truth might well endure.
But we prefer half truths and lies.
Perhaps because we realise.
If we embraced truth honestly
It would curtail our liberty.
11-Nov-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Rough Ride
The path of love is rarely smooth
but love can obstacles surmount.
True love will find a way to soothe.
Objections which it can’t remove,
pitfalls too numerous to count.
The path of love is rarely smooth
These words I say are simple truth.
An old adage which I recount.
True love will find a way to soothe
With the resilience of youth
if you should fall you will remount.
The path of love is rarely smooth.
You know just what you have to prove
and play your cards to good account.
True love will find a way to soothe
Though you have hurt feelings, forsooth
a lesser or a great amount.
True love will find a way forsooth
the path of love is rarely smooth.
11-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Truth And Divine Love Rejected By The World
O love, of pure and heavenly birth!
O simple truth, scarce known on earth!
Whom men resist with stubborn will;
And, more perverse and daring still,
Smother and quench, with reasonings vain,
While error and deception reign.
Whence comes it, that, your power the same
As His on high from whence you came,
Ye rarely find a listening ear,
Or heart that makes you welcome here?—
Because ye bring reproach and pain,
Where'er ye visit, in your train.
The world is proud, and cannot bear
The scorn and calumny ye share;
The praise of men the mark they mean,
They fly the place where ye are seen;
Pure love, with scandal in the rear,
Suits not the vain; it costs too dear.
Then, let the price be what it may,
Though poor, I am prepared to pay;
Come shame, come sorrow; spite of tears,
Weakness, and heart–oppressing fears;
One soul, as least, shall not repine,
To give you room; come, reign in mine!
poem by William Cowper
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Pure & Simple
(j. van zant, e. king, r. johnson, m. lunn)
I used to live in a poor neighborhood
My friends and me we always had a time
Never had no money but we had it so good
Those days are gone and i wanna go back
So pure so simple
Never thought about it when you're young you don't care
You don't realize it 'till it's all behind
Take it for granted just not well
(chorus)
Oh-oh it was pure and simple
I'll remember those days 'till the end
Oh-oh god knows it's simple
If i could live my life all over again
I'd keep it pure and simple
Those days are gone and i wanna go back
Got me a feelin' i'm not alone
Wish i had a road so i could go back home
(repeat chorus twice)
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Pure Simple
(j. van zant, e. king, r. johnson, m. lunn)
I used to live in a poor neighborhood
My friends and me we always had a time
Never had no money but we had it so good
Those days are gone and I wanna go back
So pure so simple
Never thought about it when youre young you dont care
You dont realize it till its all behind
Take it for granted just not well
(chorus)
Oh-oh it was pure and simple
Ill remember those days till the end
Oh-oh God knows its simple
If I could live my life all over again
Id keep it pure and simple
Those days are gone and I wanna go back
Got me a feelin Im not alone
Wish I had a road so I could go back home
(repeat chorus twice)
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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B l u e s
no, it’s beyond words.
say a word your word
if you need,
death loss tears grief gone ever
it’s beyond all these
take them hold them
press them tear them
squeeze from them
the tears of things
tears at the heart of things
squeeze this pure pure liquid
from these from life itself
so pure it’s nameless
so pure it’s the being
of your being,
the truth of truth,
the beauty, of all the sadness
that ever,
so pure, so true
that never again;
so pure, it could be
joy or love or grace
wash in its purity
this is life
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A Child's View Of God (A Pure And Simple Faith)
There is nothing so innocent as a child
With eyes closed and head bowed in prayer
With a pure and simple faith
He gives thanks to the God who created him
Not asking complicated questions
But seeing God in the wonders that abound each day
Knowing Jesus loves him
And that's enough for now
We all need to be like children
In our hearts
Finding Joy and wonder
In the flowers and the sun of God's creation
Trusting and believing in Jesus
With a pure and simple faith
Jesus came as a child
With all His innocence and wonder of life
As He grew He still had
The innocence and wonder of God's creation
He loved us and died for us
So that we could believe in Him
With a pure and simple faith
Heard a...
Heard a beautiful piece of music today.
Do you know it?
Is so simple, so pure
Contains all there is to know!
Smelled a perfume today,
Reminded me of you.
Is so simple, so pure.
Contains all there is to know!
© 2012
poem by Nick Strong
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A Babies Simple Smile
A babies simple smile
So Innocent and pure
A babies simple smile
All my Sadness it can cure
A babies simple smile
Incapable of fraud
A babies simple smile
This leaves me feeling awed
A babies simple smile
This fills my world with light
A babies simple smile
Oh how I love the sight
A babies simple smile
It’s a blessing I am sure
A babies simple smile
May it never be obscured
poem by Raven Nevermore
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Where the blood is pure and holy !
Where the blood is pure and holy,
Where the blood is red and costly,
Where the blood is not shed and spoiled,
Where the blood is not sucked and spilled.
Where the life is pure and holy,
Where the life is dear and costly,
Where the life is not rotten and wasted,
Where the life is not stagnant and gutted.
Where love is pure and holy,
Where love is not taken cheaply,
Where love is not a trap and trick,
Where love is not the game of a freak.
Where truth is pure and holy,
Where truth is honour and dignity,
Where truth is not polluted and strangulated,
Where truth is not slaughtered and murdered.
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Where the Lord is pure and holy!
Where the Lord is full of love and sympathy!
Where the Lord changes His own friend!
Where the Lord changes His own land!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Truth Is.....
Truth is that when you left me,
I finally was happy.
Truth is that the day you showed me the truth,
I knew everything you have ever said was a lie.
Truth is that when I cried after we broke up,
I was crying tears of joy.
Truth is that the scares on my wrists and sheans,
I did because you caused me to be in pure darkness
Truth is that our first kiss,
I never felt the spark.
Truth is that what you wanted,
you never revised.
Truth is that when it came to the break up of you and me,
that was the day I felt like a queen.
Truth is that I still want to thank you,
for showing me the truth about you.
Truth is that you gave me a man,
who loves me for who I am.
Truth is that the day you left me,
I became alive.
Truth is that you never broke me,
you just gave me something greater fight for.
Truth is you lead me to him,
and how he's the one for me.
Truth is that I'm happy as can be,
all because you're the one who lose me.
poem by Alice Spakrs
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poem by David Keig
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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!
Truth and Love So Pure
and so
discover innocence
simplicity
once more
honesty
and love so pure
know the truth
again
truth so pure
eternal
universal love
poem by Paula Puddephatt
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Silent Truth
I can see the truth with it's infinite light
Shining through the darkest night
Becoming pure in it's own way
Never trying to become astray
Sometimes the truth does not speak at all
Never telling us that we will fall
Although we rise again and feel
The truth is always there and real
Listening to the truth may open our eyes
Catching us by an unexpected surprise
The truth is spoken again
And will never fail to end
poem by Sarah Bruun
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Another Day, Another Adventure
another day, another adventure! started off writing
in one direction, and then turned like a wave with
a mind of its own... i never know, and rarely plan...
the more i look for beauty, the more simple raw
ugliness i see!
and so again am reinforced by the sacred in the mundane,
the thousand tiny universes of the common and simple...
the strength that rises from weakness... the courage born
of fear... and the hunger for truth that defies and stands
in the field of the lie!
it's too easy to see the mistakes of broken people, the misery
that binds them, the hard way they live... and to think 'i'd never
be that way'.... but you already have, for they are a part of you...
often a part you dont wish to see, to acknowledge...
i've lived among broken people, have been broken myself... and
i know how hard it is to break free... some dont have the strength...
many need a hand, often more than once...
i cast judgement on no one... for when i look at people, no matter
how far they've fallen, or what they've done.... all i see is me!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Her Truth
Your truth claims to be a reality
While her truth is the reality
Your truth is just another fallacy
While her truth states actuality
Your truth tries to call her an insurgent
Just another agent
Trying to spread hatred
When her truth really speaks for those you have murdered
For those you denied existence
After they fought for their freedom
Went to the streets to express their position
And you accused them of being destroyers
Ended their lives like they worth nothing
Your truth tried to oppress them
Suppress their voices
While her truth spoke for them
Went to the squares screaming for their liberty
Fighting for their authority
Your truth is only believed by those who shared your earnings
Those who sold their souls for the Benjamins
Used religion, race and lies to serve your purpose
While her truth refused to take it all
Her truth was so pure it refused to sell the martyrs blood
Your truth has become so little
So her truth rose above it and took over the scene
Your truth was caught out
Your truth was discovered
More and more are finding her truth
Seeing the Real Truth
And yours, of course, just wished it would have listened…
poem by Jacob Arden
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