A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam that flashes across his mind from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages. Yet he dismisses without notice his own thought, because it is his. In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts they come back to us with a sort of alienated majesty.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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I've Come to Notice More Now
I've come to notice more now,
The falling snow.
I've come to notice more now,
A certain purpose...
I had disavowed.
I've come to notice more now,
The core of my being with more meaning.
A joy I can express...
With less emphasis on things collected.
And a happiness I always had,
But somehow did not allow.
I've come to notice more now,
I can.
I've come to notice more now,
I will!
I've come to notice more now,
My needs are basically fulfilled.
Without desire to seek approval,
Sought to identify my peace of mind!
I've come to notice more now,
Thoughts like that I have left behind.
And notice, I do...
My blessings!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Road I Travel
With in my mind, I thought I knew
That I dare not travel back,
This road so dark, dim, and blue,
With trees, ever changing of truth.
This familiar path, so like a knack,
Within my mind. I thought I knew
The way down it and what I’ll do,
But all my thoughts seemed to lack
This road so dark, dim, and blue.
I tried to stray, to part from you,
With your spiteful cement, all black,
Within my mind. I thought I knew.
But I cannot, I won’t sort through
The sky of lies that make and crack
This road so dark, dim, and blue.
So vain, yet suddenly true.
To this place, I still travel back,
Within my mind. I thought I knew
This road so dark, dim, and blue.
poem by Sarah2 McMahon
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How Do People Deal With Being Alienated
One wonders,
How do people deal with being alienated.
Do they avoid dealing with it,
And remain alienated?
Do they lower their standards,
Just to have some human company?
Do they hang on to the company
They do have,
No matter how bad,
Knowing they are going to be alienated
From anyone that comes along next?
Do they take any real steps
To overcome
The disease
Of constantly feeling alienated
From every one?
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Beyond Recognition
no my friend
no, you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
burnt in the firmament of
my unadulterated desire for you
i'm now reduced to
a whiff of thin vapour
quickly carried away by the wind
and in no time absorbed by ether
no friend, no
you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
i'm now a tomb with all
love and hurt accrued
buried deep within with
no epitaph inscribed
no my friend
no, you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
as i sit in a corner of a cold bed
drawing my empty limbs closer
as if they're all that's left of me...
no my friend, no
you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
as much as i can't recognize me myself
through this vacant mirror...
wait, there from a corner
i recognize you simply gazing
at nothing in particular...
why, you alone?
i recognize my self
no more...
25dec2009
01.01hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Youth
In my life, been all the places
That I dreamed of since I was a kid
Bury the past, I'm getting on with
Things I never thought I'd get through
So now I know
I don't know anything
Except I notice that
You're still here
I don't want anything
Well that's a lie because
I want you here with me
I made mistakes, I've done some things
That I just wish I could go back and change
But now I'm here, and now I know that I
Can learn from those things that I've done
So now I know
I don't know anything
Except I notice that
You're still here
I don't want anything
Well that's a lie because
I want you here with me
Don't want it back
I like who I've become
I'm right on track
I'm feeling half as young
As I did when I was a kid
In my life, been all the places
That I dreamed of since I was a kid
I don't know anything
Except I notice that
You're still here
I don't want anything
Well that's a lie because
I want you here with me
So now I know
song performed by by Goldfinger
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Most of the people that I went to school with - I went to secondary school - we were educated to go and work in the line at Ford's, and if we were lucky, technical skilled labor. I sort of rejected that, and thought I wanted to do something else.
quote by Billy Bragg
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Statues Of Sages
Some statues of sages are requested
For the staying is theirs.
Caught by the realm, we provide a problem
For the stationary sort of creatures.
Sages command me further than me,
They write according to paintings,
Their amusements reveal us as we speak.
Understand the men who accomplish
And their survival is needed by the few.
Reading books of authority
We as statues are also sages.
poem by Naveed Akram
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I spent a lot of time feeling alienated and rejected.
quote by Lisa Bonet
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Thoughts
Inside the thought is an array of knowledge,
When do computers basically examine this object of the mind?
Never do they scrutinize, never do they work on brains,
Like going to movies in the cinema, and risking their lives.
Never do screens and boards show signs of thoughts
Unless too much intellectuality.
The thoughts control us, they work upon us,
Little do they resent us when we think.
This thought, that thought, will wisely bring,
Forgiving the communication of such wisdom.
poem by Naveed Akram
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One difference between God's work and man's is, that, while God's work cannot mean more than he meant, man's must mean more than he meant. For in everything that God has made, there is layer upon layer of ascending significance; also he expresses the same thought in higher and higher kinds of that thought: it is God's things, his embodied thoughts, which alone a man has to use, modified and adapted to his own purposes, for the expression of his thoughts; therefore he cannot help his words and figures falling into such combinations in the mind of another as he had himself not foreseen, so many are the thoughts allied to every other thought, so many are the relations involved in every figure, so many the facts hinted in every symbol. A man may well himself discover truth in what he wrote; for he was dealing all the time with things that came from thoughts beyond his own.
quote by George MacDonald
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My Thoughts
Thought in the eyes,
The ears.
Thought in mind,
The brain,
Thought in heart,
The soul.
Great thought is great
when it becomes great deeds.
With my thoughts within
Building my world within
Learning with thought;
Is great learning wisdom.
Learning without thought,
Is opportunity lost.
Thought for others
Thought for God
Thought for good
Thought for God’s blessing
Thoughts teach me,
Thoughts educate me,
Thoughts clarify me,
Thoughts enlighten me.
Thoughts make me wise
Thoughts make me patience
Thoughts make me trust others
Thoughts make me clam.
Thoughts before act
Is smart and wise
Act before thoughts
Is stupid and foolish
That’s my thoughts
They make thinking clear
They make belief deepen
They make confidence high.
In thoughts, my world
In my world, make my thoughts.
In thoughts, my words
In my words, make my speech
It’s my thoughts count
Counting my thoughts
To endless counting thoughts
Thinking the thoughts endlessly
My thoughts and thoughts again.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Elderly Women Behind The Counter In A Small Town
i seem to recognize your face
haunting, familiar, yet i can't seem to place it
cannot find the candle of thought to light your name
lifetimes are catching up with me
all these changes taking place, i wish i'd seen the place
but no one's ever taken me
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
i swear i recognize your breath
memories like fingerprints are slowly raising
me, you wouldn't recall, for i'm not my former
it's hard when, you're stuck upon the shelf
i changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate
perhaps that's what no one wants to see
i just want to scream...hello...
my god its been so long, never dreamed you'd return
but now here you are, and here i am
hearts and thoughts they fade...away...
hearts and thoughts they fade...away...
hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
hearts and thoughts they fade...
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Senseless?
senselessly
make sense by being senseless at times
we all need that
to realize we are not what we are after all
we too are what we are for what we are not
senseless and
numb
senselessly why worry about sense at all?
bipolarity
flesh and spirit
mind and matter
brain and brass
don't you worry
take some beer and smoke
watch what happens to the world
in conflagration
of senseless thoughts
loafing is the work of another genius
when the mind simply drifts like a butterfly
on a windless day
shopping for petals in the garden
of no-man's land
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Remember Graham Green's dictum that childhood is the bank balance of the writer? I think that all writers feel alienated. Most of us go back to an alienated childhood in some way or another. I know that I do.
quote by John Le Carre
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Interactions
INTERACTIONS Sonnet CCL
Shared dreams shan't interact if to her mind
Address lost lustre, fealty found unsound.
Neverneverland mocks schemes love signed,
Grief supplanting joy's watch overwound.
The dream to gleam as team, live, die for you,
Over, could I feel? Each playful tune
Might atrophy, dream's theme perceived untrue
As bloom doom sentenced 'neath grim gibbous moon,
My work held back from tracked eternity
As mirage fate deflates, time won't ret[r]ain.
Urgent hope wars against great odds, seeks key
Duet no Callas could interpret. Pain,
Expelled from Eden, must ensue, to dust
Change shared goals, souls in harmony? Unjust!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Run My Hand
the thoughts
in me force
me to run my hand over the font
to pen me a thought
and bond
to squat me a poem in thought
like a dream that sucks my sores
between my fingers
and thumb, in scores
of many other thoughts
by the shores
stagger my mind
in awe
as i dig my mind
with the pen on my hand
between me and slightly no end
and stuck within the same band
as the music of the tip of my pen
dance to my fingers and learn
how to write; i knew not until then
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Give Me Two Weeks of Notice
What kind of lover do you think of...
That hovers for you to pick?
One selected and delivers you bliss.
What kind of lover do you think of,
With a wish that lifts...
You up above the clouds,
To sit among the stars.
That orbits around Venus...
And dismisses Mars.
How copasetic is that catch,
That heats your panting breath...
Once a kiss connects.
How close to perfect do you wish it?
Should it be magical and mystic.
Like a dotted 'i' that keeps effective.
Do you wish us to be like this?
Like bees buzzed up in honey...
Is this the fix you wish?
What kind of lover do you think of,
With a wish that lifts...
You up above the clouds,
To sit among the stars.
That orbits around Venus...
And dismisses Mars.
What kind of lover do you think of...
That hovers for you to pick?
One selected and delivers you...
Unresisted bliss?
Copasetic and magnetic...
In a bliss as wished!
I need to know this!
Give me two weeks of a notice.
What kind of lover do you think of...
That hovers for you to pick?
I need to know this!
Give me two weeks of a notice.
What kind of lover do you think of...
That hovers for you to pick?
I need to know this!
Give me two weeks of a notice.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Thinking
I think and think
and every single thought
comes into my mind
as if it were caught
in a spidery web
that sticks like glue
until that thought
is finally through.
Some thoughts are happy
and they are most welcome.
Some thoughts are sad
and then I'm overrun
with tears that fill my eyes
like a pool.
I cry out these thoughts,
my number one rule.
For to hold back my tears
and not let them flow
would drown my thinking
and where would they go?
Into a whirlpool
that circles around
making my demeanor
take me down?
No, I say.
Pick up your pen.
Write those thoughts
and say amen.
Read them aloud
for they're now on a page,
not trapped in my mind
like a bird in a cage.
Freedom, freedom
my mind is free.
Oh how rewarding
that can be.
Enjoy it I say
for it won't last long
for I think and I think
as my life moves along.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Men give me credit for some genius. All the genius I have lies in this when I have a subject in hand, I study it profoundly. Day and night it is before me. My mind becomes pervaded with it. Then the effort that I have made is what people are pleased to call the fruit of genius. It is the fruit of labor and thought.
quote by Alexander Hamilton
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Your Majesty
Your majesty, if you will
I realize that I am not worthy
Of licking the slime from your shoes
But I would that I could
Your majesty, don't you see
You're worth nothing to me
Though the world may worship you
You're simply a chauvinistic pig
Your majesty, we can tell
That you hold yourself in high opinion
You find no self faults
And you are self-centered
Your majesty, we realize
That you are blind to your own faults
And you are blind to the trials of others
You believe yourself to be the center of the Universe
Your majesty, anyone is better
Than you, in your self-possessed vanity
And the world realizes that I
Am more beautiful than you
Your majesty, none would ever
Get in line to be your queen
Because you are ruthless, selfish, vain
And none could be uglier than you
Your majesty, we all hope
That you realize the err of your ways soon
Because if you don't, we will revolt against you
And I shall be placed upon the throne over you
Your majesty, start to change
For the people around you change
And increasingly learn to hate you
So try harder to make others happy
Your majesty, instead
Of revelling in your own "beauty"
You should be striving to make the world more beautiful
Instead of making it an even uglier mess that we are left to clean up
Thank you, your majesty
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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