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My Dark
Why do I always seek the dark?
The nice wholesome dark
Never judging; never caring
Self helping dark
The dark corners of my life
These corners are my life
Where ever I go I seek
These dark corners; my corners
They make me feel secure
Feel wanted; surrounded
At peace
Like the rest of the world is gone
Why must I use the dark?
Where do these issues come from?
Where does this sorrow come from?
Why can’t I have answers?
I need these dark corners
They are so reassuring
Their echoes speak to me; they don’t mock me
They are my dark safe corners
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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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!
I Dont Paint Myself Into Corners
(rebecca lynn howard/trey bruce)
It took a while for me to see things as they were
In the light of truth
It wasnt you,it was me
I let myself get used to drowning in the hurt
Against the wall
Whod of thought,it was me
From there I couldnt even look over my shoulder
I kicked down all the walls and started all over
And I dont paint myself into corners anymore
In a brittle heart of clay
I threw my brushes away
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
Are out the door
I dont paint myself into corners anymore
When you left you left me with no other choice at all
But to sink
To my knees,and cry
I never knew just how far a soul could fall
Like a rock
I couldnt stop,didnt try
I locked myself behind shades of misery
But when I let you go,i set myself free
And I dont paint myself into corners anymore
In a brittle heart of clay
I threw my brushes away
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
Are out the door
I dont paint myself into corners anymore
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
Are out the door
I dont paint myself into corners anymore
song performed by by Trisha Yearwood
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Beat Down Those Creeps Found
Beat down,
The creeps found.
Sleazing in discreet,
With misdeeds they release.
Beat down,
The creeps found...
Sneaking as they 'peep' who to feed defeat.
Ripping up the streets with their brand of deceit.
Beat down,
The creeps found.
Sleazing in discreet,
With misdeeds they release.
Beat down,
The creeps found...
Sneaking as they 'peep' who to feed defeat.
Ripping up the streets with their brand of deceit.
Get to caring.
And sharing.
With those you held close.
And love the most.
With forgiving that can come...
And forgetting what was done!
When they weren't the only ones...
Lieing on the run!
Get to caring.
And sharing.
Don't wait to repay...
A 'shade' somebody gave to you,
That you should let fade away!
Beat down,
The creeps found.
Sleazing in discreet,
With misdeeds they release.
Beat down,
The creeps found...
Sneaking as they 'peep' who to feed defeat.
Ripping up the streets with their brand of deceit.
Forgive and forget what was done,
When they weren't the only ones lieing on the run!
Or sleazing in discreet with misdeeds they release!
You don't have to be like that to whoever you meet.
Beat down,
The creeps found.
Sleazing in discreet,
With misdeeds they release.
Beat down,
The creeps found...
Sneaking as they 'peep' who to feed defeat.
Ripping up the streets with their brand of deceit.
Beat down the creeps found.
Oh oh...
Beat down those creeps found.
Oh oh...
Beat down the creeps found.
Oh oh...
Beat down those creeps found.
Beat down those creeps found.
Beat down those creeps found.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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after watching 'Snow Falling on Cedars
tears fell from my
eyes
prejudice & justice
do not rhyme
truth creeps slowly
on my brow
a man is convicted
not for what he is
but for what he
has done
a reflection of
Sunday
not gloomy
not gloomy at all
the sun shines
brightly on the
beach
like the truth
waving
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Truth seeks no corners.
English proverbs
Submitted by Micheleflowerbomb
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Scary Monsters
She had an horror of rooms she was tired you cant hide beat
When I looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home
Well she couldve been a killer if she didnt walk the way she do, and she do
She opened strange doors that wed never close again
She began to wail jealousies scream
Waiting at the lights know what I mean
Scary monsters, super creeps
Keep me running, running scared
Scary monsters, super creeps
Keep me running, running scared
She asked me to stay and I stole her room
She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind
Now shes stupid in the street and she cant socialise
Well I love the little girl and Ill love her till the day she dies
She wails
Jimmys guitar sound jealousies scream
Waiting at the lights know what I mean
Scary monsters, super creeps
Keep me running, running scared
Scary monsters, super creeps
Keep me running, running scared
Scary monsters, super creeps
Keep me running, running scared
Scary monsters, and super creeps
Keep me running, running scared
Oh oh woh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
song performed by by David Bowie
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The Honest Truth
the truth is i love you
the truth is i always dream of you at night
the truth is i do my best to hide it from you
the truth is the future is blank without you
the truth is i am hurting
the truth is i am scared
i am scared how i pretend in front of everyone
the truth is a cannot tell anyone of this
the truth is i cannot even tell you
then it starts to hurt even more
the truth is i'm scared to tell you
the truth is you might be scared to break her heart
the truth is i'm scared you might love me too
the truth is i am not happy
the truth is i don't feel the love i want
the truth is i want to be loved by you only
the truth is you're too blind to see
the truth is you might not believe me if i told you
the truth is you might be scared of it
the truth is the emotional distance kills me
the truth is being close to you makes it worse
should i tell you this truth?
would you believe this truth?
the truth....the truth....the truth...
i'm the only one who knows the
and this truth hurts
because the truth is i love you
the truth is i love you
the truth is i still love you....
03 August 2010
poem by Neo Patricia Monamodi
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Inertia Creeps
3d
Recollect me darling raise me to your lips
2 undernourished egos 4 rotating hips
Hold on to me tightly Im a sliding scale
Cant endure then you can inhale
Clearly out of body experience
Interferes and dreams of flying I fit nearly
Surrounds me though I get lonely
Slowly
Moving up slowly
Inertia keeps
Shes moving up slowly
Slowly
Moving up slowly
Interia creeps
Moving up slowly
She comes moving up slowly
She comes moving up slowly
Inertia creeps
Moving up slowly
She comes
Moving up slowly (x2)
In my home no chrome as clear as
See me now with my nearest dearest
Been there when Im over-careering
Room shifting is endearing
Between us is our kitchen
Where she finds my irritants itching
Been here before been here forever
Moving up slowly
Inertia keeps moving up slowly
Inertia creeps moving up slowly
Inertia keeps moving up slowly
She comes
Moving up slowly (x2)
She comes moving up slowly
Inertia creeps moving up slowly
She comes
There be no sound in my eiderdown
Awake I lie in the morning blue
Room is still my antenna in you
Nylon burns the bedspread with 2
Gravity zero see me stall
I bounce off the walls lose my footing and fall
It can be sweet though incomplete though
And the frames will freeze see me on all 4s
Its been a long time
She comes (x2)
Comes
I want to x you, she comes
I want to x you, she comes
I caught your radio waves
I caught your radio waves
With tin cans and string
Say you string me along
Say string me along
Say inertia creeps
Inertia creeps and she comes
Say she comes (x4)
song performed by by Massive Attack
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Night Creeps
Night creeps
Slowly by
Haunting those
On the streets
When the day comes
Flee
And scatter
Like leaves
Fears and
Night creeps
My Dad
A
Night creep
poem by Missy Lynn
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Down And Out
As I asleep and all of
Hell and the evil creeps
A darkness so black
Which a evil roar
Creeps up my back
Paralizing from my mind down
A feeling of the evil frown
A sense of going down
poem by Juan Jaimez
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Plynth
(hopkins, wood, stewart)
I've woken up on mornings such as this
And thought exactly the same as i'm thinking now
Every night for a year i've slept alone
My cold damp room looks worse than me.
I got a fear of death that creeps on every night
I know i won't die soon but then again i might
Just like water down the drain i'm wasting away
And oh, doctors can't help. a ghost of a man, that's me.
I'm going far
Ah, ah, ah
And oh, water down the drain flows to the sea
The pattern of my life keeps a-hauntin' me
Like moisture from the ocean fills the sky
Comes on down to the ground as time goes by.
Ah, ah, ah
Please don't weep for me when i'm gone
Ah, ah, ah
I got a fear of death that creeps on every night
I know i won't die soon but then again i might
Please don't weep for me when i'm gone
Ah, ah, ah
A fear of death that creeps on every night
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Truth Is Truth
Truth is
Weapons can not cut you
Fire can not burn you
Water can not wet you
Wind can not dry you
And You are in truth
You are the truth
2
I know truth is
Imperishable
I know truth is
Indefinable
I know truth is
Eternal
Pursuing truth
I know Truth is
Final.
3
Truth
We must recognized
Truth
Always present
And untruth has
No existence.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Roars Of The Sea
Amid the roars, the sea
Creeps through my fingers;
I shall meander through the yellow beach,
Casting stones on the Devil.
It, the sea of evil, creeps
Into the shell, or human body,
Where my attitudes think
And my discontents arise
Like the morning and afternoon,
But not the night.
I have cried all my life,
And this sea emptied into the sea.
I will weep once in heaven,
Where the devil is absent.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Steps
How many steps must I take
How many feet must I walk
How many stairs must I climb
Until I find the answer that I stalk
How many miles must I travel
How many journeys must I take
How many shoes must I wear
Until that truth I finally awake
How many blocks must I run
How many corners must I turn
How fast must I really be
Until that answer I finally do learn
How many doors must I knock upon
How many calls must I make
How many thoughts must I think
Until I find the answer with no mistake
How many stairs must I climb
How many rivers must I cross
How many lands must I visit
Until I find the truth that has been lost.
How many dreams must I have
How many places must I go
How many paths must I walk down
Just to find the truth, that I wish to know.
poem by Randy McClave
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It Has Already Begun
Before it even happens for many,
It has already begun...
For some.
In an undescribable event that comes.
Before it enters into a thought that appears,
Somewhere within one's distance,
The affects has produced,
An unexpected effect!
And before this direction,
Creeps to a peak...
Those unaware,
Unconsciously in deep sleep...
Need not to concern themselves,
Of what it is that creeps.
Or happens when it occurs...
As the rest of the world is on the verge,
Of impending change.
It has already begun,
To upset with correctness.
Doing what needs to be done...
As it happens when it happens,
To do what it is when it comes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thinking Round Corners
All of you sit up in bed. dont think in straight lines ahead.
Cant sleep? head spin? dont think in circles, itll do you in.
Think back to the dream you had; no sense of being good or bad.
Jump to the left, jump to the right. think round corners into night.
Lets go in wet corridors: dive down drains.
Draw strength from machinery, its al] the same.
Thinking round corners. think round corners, I say.
Pretty girl with neon eyes: best man between white thighs.
Bridegroom didnt know a thing: got his love in lights,
She wears two rings.
Think back to that dream you had.
Blue boy sorry, pink girl sad.
Yellow cow, big-eyed moon all coming round the corner soon.
Lets stand in rapids: cling to carnivals.
Spit life from the maypole in savage ceremony.
Lets go in wet corridors: dive down drains.
Draw strength from machinery, its all the same.
Thinking round corners. think round corners, I say.
Paper cowboys, tin drums banging where the white man comes.
Landowners with whips and chains but soft in bed amidst
Warm rains.
Thinking back to the dream they had. jack and jill.
Jack the lad.
Homestead. home free. how about leaving some for me?
Lets bathe in malt whisky: covet gold finery
Through the eyes of a jackdaw, dressed to the nines.
Lets go in wet corridors: dive down drains.
Draw strength from machinery, its all the same.
Thinking round corners. think round corners, I say.
Thinking round corners.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Truth
The truth about a truth is that
The truth can’t be concealed for long;
And when revealed, the truth appears
A bigger truth than what it was.
Truth is beautiful; splendid;
Truth is eternal; everlasting;
Truth is endearing to righteous hearts;
Truth is consoling, comforting;
Truth is perennial; evergreen;
Truth is God.
Truth is a virtue all yearn for;
Truth is global, heavenly;
Truth is uncompromising;
Truth is always encouraging;
Truth is desirable; exhilarating.
Truth is mankind’s ultimate search;
Truth is a great topic of research;
Truth is delighting; enchanting;
Truth is trust-worthy from
Beginning to the end.
No lies can hide a truth for long;
No lies can make a lie, a truth;
All lies will vanish leaving truth exposed,
As bright as ever any time.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 21-08-2010
poem by John Celes
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Sad But The Truth Is On
There are too many bold,
Sad but the truth is on.
And too may all-knowing for their teachers.
Sad but the truth is on.
And they say their teachers can't teach,
Or read, or write to them...
On their lowered levels.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Many never knew about a hug to touch.
Sad but the truth is on.
There's just too many needing loving.
Sad but the truth is on.
And they don't believe a lesson taught to them,
Reveals and begins to grow to show.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad about the truth!
The truth for so many has gone.
It's so sad to see it...
Nonexisting.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
It's sad about the truth,
Today!
For so many that truth is gone.
It's so sad today...
That,
People sit back to watch it too!
Sad but the truth is on.
It's so sad but the truth is on.
Everybody's talking about a fairness.
But nothing there is fair.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
And,
Everything once fair there is gone.
'Cause nothing in the air is fair there!
Everybody's talking about a fairness.
But nothing there is fair.
And,
Everything once fair there is gone.
Because nothing in the air is fair,
There!
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Everything once fair there is gone.
Because nothing in the air is fair,
There!
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's a long and lonely,
Sentimental journey.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
Sad but the truth is on.
It's a long and lonely,
Sentimental journey.
Sad but the truth is on.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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