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Devour
The present devours
the past
The hate that devours
love
Anger that devours
you
Hope devoured by
despair
Night devouring
day
And day devouring
night
The moon devouring
The landscape
These poems like flames
Devouring
me.
My mind devours
me.
Now is my revenge
I devour
You.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Magic Formula
What heavens opened and blazed,
What sisters virtuous,
What arrows sprang to mark,
The trees so terrible and dark,
What years, what hopes,
What lions all amazed,
What fears disguised,
(These antelopes with frightened eyes)
What things are these?
These are the things that all day long
On things made new
After the sunset has merged with the dawn
I bring to you
These are the things that grow less and less
As sleep devours our nakedness.
poem by Harry Crosby
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Finance, like time, devours its own children.
quote by Honore de Balzac
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A time to bury sorrow
A time for you and a time for me,
to be whatever, we choose to be;
to set our sights, to reach the peak,
to realize goals, we truly seek.
A time to dwell. on things long past,
a time to think, on things that last;
on family, friends and things that matter,
on things that endure and do not scattter.
A time to laugh and a time to weep,
a time for treasured things to keep;
a time for reflection on how we feel,
a time to mend and a time to heal.
A time to live and a time to die,
a time for joy and a time to cry;
a time to smile and a time for tears,
a time for God to calm our fears.
A time to despose of loved ones dead,
A time to get on with the day ahead;
To blot out death and face the 'morrow,
To clear the mind and bury sorrow.
poem by David Lessard
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Serial Killer
The puma of the will
has pounced again
This time, a doe
too slow through snow
The fangs are in
The kill's the will's
The stomach roars
as it devours
the blood and gristle
in its lair
poem by Donal Mahoney
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My Four-Legged Soul
my four-legged soul,
running wild through the night,
gnashing, gnawing, tearing,
and howling...
baying at the moon.
my four legged soul
can taste the feel,
can feel the raw....
inside the blood,
inside the flesh.
soul devours darkness,
darkness devours light.....
running wild, and free,
drenched in the moment!
my four-legged soul....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Talent Fights Talent, Ego Fights Ego
God is supreme, creation of people! !
Supreme people create god supreme!
Where is the beginning and end of the logic?
Mind breaks, in heart fear creates!
Does supreme man create mind, heart and fear?
Spontaneous, natural and automatic! !
Talent breaks talent, logic devours logic!
One talent creates the dyke
How to demolish it, is busy working mine
Everything is within the mind, nothing is out side it!
People is the supreme, you say the truth!
I am the supreme working to make it untruth.
Really! really! things are spontaneous, natural and automatic!
Ego fights ego, talent fights talent, logic devours logic!
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Orange Clock Work
How does an orange clock work?
Well it tells the time in orange coloured ways.
In its innards do strange gears lurk,
And it chimes the years and ticks away the days.
It's a bright and shiny timepiece;
Every second does it add to make the hours.
When it's wound down will its time cease,
As its flesh and skin the universe devours.
poem by Dennis N. O'Brien
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i Still Have Time
for things we like to do
we just do them and then for things we do not like doing
we always say, ' i still have time'
and time has no mercy for without us it goes
and then gone
and for all the things we have not done
we still say, ' i still have time'
and then there is this sunset that fades too quickly
orange to black, and then the world is too dark and silent and cold
for all the things that we have not done
time is dead and we have not done
the things that we should have done
time is too short for those that we love to do
the sinful ones
time is too long for those that we ought to do
those that could have opened the doors for our salvation
time is dead and then we are gone
regret laughs the hardest and the door to hell opens like the mouth of the
mad one.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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No Time
By hank cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben
Hobaseeba snick
Seeberraber hobosoben
What did you expect?
No time, no time for you.
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Runnin from the risin heat
To find a place to hide,
The grass is always greener
Growin on the other side.
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Tryin to tell the world
Somehow of how I feel.
Tell me what you said again,
I cant believe its real.
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Andy, youre a dandy,
You dont seem to make no sense.
Nevermind the furthermore,
The plea is self-defense
No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.
Got no time
I got no time
[repeat, adlib and fade]
song performed by by Monkees
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Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
quote by Jorge Luis Borges
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Passer Mortuus Est
Death devours all lovely things;
Lesbia with her sparrow
Shares the darkness,—presently
Every bed is narrow.
Unremembered as old rain
Dries the sheer libation,
And the little petulant hand
Is an annotation.
After all, my erstwhile dear,
My no longer cherished,
Need we say it was not love,
Now that love is perished?
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Bad days ahead
Bad days go, go ahead of time
Vulture devours the world of poem
Clever fox takes shelter behind the culture.
My fertile land is bitten by poisonous teeth
of black cobra
She becomes pregnant again again
but bears only vulture, fox and swine.
Bad days go, go ahead of time.
poem by Shikdar Waliuzzaman
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Our envy of others devours us most of all.
quote by Aleksandr Isayevich Solzhenitsyn
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The tiger springs in the new year. Us he devours.
quote by T.S. Eliot
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It must be a hard winter when one wolf devours another.
Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.
quote by Georg Buchner
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