A person is born with desires of the eyes and ears, and a liking for beautiful sights and sounds. If he gives way to them, they will lead him to immorality and lack of restriction, and any ritual principles and propriety will be abandoned.
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When people lack teachers, their tendencies are not corrected; when they do not have ritual and moral principles, then their lawlessness is not controlled.
A Beautiful Boy
beautiful boy
he was born such a beautiful boy
but born of a mother who's soul is
drugged and dead
and the rumbles of a fix not fed
dont care for beautiful boys
born of a father unknown
product of a quick piece of ass
a beautiful boy
growing on torn floor boards
wearing dirt and broken glass
familiar to the sounds of blasts of gun shots in the air
there is evil in the shadows
and shadows are everywhere
and they dont care for beautiful boys
when one shot proves too much to take
he gives his mothers empty shell a shake
hoping that his cries and pleas will get her to wake
but the grip of death doesnt care for beautiful boys
abandoned to be shipped from place to place
a beautiful boy
such a beautiful boy with such a cruel world to face
a beautiful boy born into the fiery shadows of hell
where the demons dwell
where the people
they prey
where the shadows will fight to steal him away
but he fights to stay
a beautiful boy
lost in the shadows of his surroundings
he lives
but he still is a beautiful boy
such a beautiful boy.
©Copyright 2011
poem by Regan Mackenzie
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The Same As I
i get so tired
of writing poems
about suffering....
but everywhere i look,
all around me,
people are hurting....
and try as i might,
i cant close my eyes,
cant shut my ears up
to the sounds of need and want.
and i cannot be silent
as long as there's one person
who is not free,
one person whose rights
have been violated....
one person who is hungry,
one person who is homeless,
one person sick who cannot
get medical care....
one person abused, enslaved,
or treated like property...
i cannot, and i will not stop,
for they are the same
as i... i see their faces
every time i look in the mirror!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A person is born with feelings of envy and hate. If he gives way to them, they will lead him to violence and crime, and any sense of loyalty and good faith will be abandoned.
Therefore, a person should first be changed by a teacher's instructions, and guided by principles of ritual. Only then can he observe the rules of courtesy and humility, obey the conventions and rules of society, and achieve order.
Showing her teeth pearls!
I heard some wonderful sounds
floating through the air into my ears;
Is it her anklets made of fine sounds....!
Is it her bangles made such sounds..!
Or is it the sounds of dropped coins;
I am puzzled and turned around,
I could not find anybody,
Suddenly there appeared a beautiful girl,
She came giggling with a broad smile,
Showing her teeth pearls!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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And it is to rock the soul and lead the person to immorality, corruption - to forget their prayers, to forget their God. And thus the world has partaken of the spirit of the Negro race, accepting their ways.
quote by Warren Jeffs
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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It All Starts Now
Too many people act as if hope is dead. Just watch the movies, the news, really look at how people treat each other in the office, on the streets. So much pretense, hostility, arrogance, silent killings, so little kindness, patients, appreciation, understanding love and generosity. If people really had faith, if they really believe, in their heart, in their depths they would not be this way. One of the first steps to end the insanity is to face our destructive desires, born and perpetuated out of a lack of love, Lack of EMPATHY, lack of courage, lack of vision. It all starts now. It all ends now. We choose every moment.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Liking one person is an extra reason for liking another.
quote by E.M. Forster
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Beautiful liar
Astonishing persona
With a beautiful smile and cruel desire
Acting differ from her
To love you therefore I'm dead
To hate you therefore I'm scared
Your seduction lead me to destruction
She is beautiful lier
Underneath her beautiful eyes
Reflection of devil from inside
She is everyone desires'
With lust and affections
We stay to believe her
With all the crowd and supporter
She stand for a great conquerer
She is a loner, She is a dreamer
Living someone else's life
She is such a great stage performer
For you my beautiful liar
Anything that could make you feel better
Revise yourself and live without tear
Open your eyes and make it clear
No one could fake herself forever...
poem by Vitty lovable
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Important Birds
Important findings have been made,
Disorders are realised for the people.
Geese shall sound in the skies
To enlighten a few who listen.
Many times a day, the sounds of birds
Arrive and shake the disorder.
An albatross hurts me further,
An eagle has no home here, but further.
Let importance be the guide not the wind,
For wind is reluctant in the eyes of us.
The sky has abandoned the birds at night,
Or have the birds abandoned the night-sky?
Geese and swans are beautiful birds,
But where are all the seagulls?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Like An Apple
I have seen a beautiful woman like an apple,
So get her for me as a wife;
For she is the right one in my eyes!
She who is the one for me has beautiful breasts,
She who is the one for me has beautiful hips,
She who is the one for me has beautiful lips,
She who is the one for me has a beautiful shape,
So get her for me as a wife.
Please, lead me into this vineyard of love;
Please, lead me into this sweet love of her;
For she is all that is in my mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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For your love
‘For your love’
Open your eyes
Take in the sights
Not in the dark love
Keep on the lights love
That’s the sight of true love
Take it slow love
Take time to know love
Make my eyes glow love
Open your nostrils
Take in the smell
It’s there In the air
The high of true love
That’s the smell of true love
Take it slow love
Take time to know love
Make my eyes glow love
Open your ears
Listen to the sounds
The sounds of heartbeats pulsating
To the beat of pure love
That’s the sound of true love
Take it slow love
Take time to know love
Make my eyes glow love
Open your mouth
Stick out your tongue
Taste the sweet love
On my loving lips
That’s the taste of true love
Take it slow love
Take time to know love
Make my eyes glow love
Open your mouth
Speak to me about love
Give me the poetry
Of everlasting love
That’s the language of true love
Take it slow love
Take time to know love
Make my eyes glow love
Love can be a beautiful experience
Experience will let you know
That an experience lover
Will take it real slow
That’s the beauty of true love
Take it slow love
Take time to know love
My eyes glowing eternally
For your love
Michael Micmac Mccrory
poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory
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That Someone
i don't understand
why would you lead me into liking someone
if only u know that i'm not going to get anything i want from that person
it's funny how i thought it wouldn't be serious
but then again
everything flipped
i guess i was wrong
because i don't know how
but my feelings grew
it's funny how i would always think about that person
wonder if that person thinks of me
the way i think of them
and because of that i would love to read minds
just see if i could have a peek of his
whats funny is that i feel like no one makes me happy like the way he makes me feel
i would love just to erase everything in this world
and just keep him
because that would be the one thing that would make me feel satisfied
poem by Yoelina Peralta
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Big Town
I discovered a big town
On the crest of a wave
Throwing money at strangers
Taking candy from babes
Shaking hands in a big top
As the rain came down
I though it would not stop
Sending letters to paris
From the empire state
Taking pictures from the top
Theres alot of things
For you to do
Theres alot of dreams
That wont come true
I grew up in a big town
The lessons were not hard to learn
If you want them to love you
Then you must not love them in return
Spent the night at a party
Where I drank so much
I fell under your spell
Eight oclock in the morning
And the daylight makes me
Look and feel like hell
Theres alot of things
For you to do
Theres alot of dreams
That wont come true
Theres alot of things
For you to do
Theres alot of dreams
That wont come true
When you live in a big town
There are sights and sounds
That make you want to cry
When you live in a big town
There are sights and sounds
That make you want to cry
When you live in a big town
There are sights and sounds
That make you want to cry
When you live in a big town
There are sights and sounds
That make you want to cry
song performed by by Omd
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Lines Written On A Bank Note
Wae worth thy power, thou cursed leaf!
Fell source o' a' my woe and grief!
For lack o' thee I've lost my lass!
For lack o' thee I scrimp my glass!
I see the children of affliction
Unaided, through thy curst restriction:
I've seen the oppressor's cruel smile
Amid his hapless victim's spoil;
And for thy potence vainly wished,
To crush the villain in the dust:
For lack o' thee, I leave this much-lov'd shore,
Never, perhaps, to greet old Scotland more.
poem by Robert Burns (1786)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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A Snailing Menace
Through the hooks & cranies
Amid the raving & ranting of our social set-up, comes uncivilized traits and cultures.
Uncivilized traits our
Ancestry never had a nightmare of.
Fallen standards,
Indecision, corruption, bribery, lack of dignity, just to know but a few render the bleak spectrum.
Immorality, a deserted Perspective.
How sudden, how soon & how did it emanate?
Seem rhetoric!
Immorality, an awkward guard against
Prosperity & excellence.
To many, the trust can never be restored, the hope cant be retrieved but with optimism,
Fictions can be transformed into indelible facts.
Rise Up! ! ! !
poem by Prince Kenny Osei
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Mistrust
How can you expect others to trust you if your trust to them you do not give
That does seem to tie in it does seem with the old saying of live and let live
You mistrust someone and they will not trust you that is part of old Murphy's law
Are you one who is truly perfect the one who does not have a flaw?
How can you expect others to trust you if kind things of them you do not say
Remember that trust is always something that does not have a one sided way,
A lack of trust can lead to war and bloodshed if you don't give trust then trust you cannot receive
How can you see eye to eye with someone if on that person you do not believe,
A lack of trust leads to division and division it can lead to hate
The one that you cannot have faith in is the one who cannot be your mate,
You cannot expect trust from others if trust to them you cannot show
If you mistrust that other person mistrust in return you will know
Mistrust only gives rise to mistrust that does seem a fair thing to say
And mistrust only can breed more mistrust that is life and life is that way.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Hair
The ritual evanesced when we observed it,
The ritual completed when our lice grew.
The head was full of lice, I hear them and saw each of them,
Restraining the children with feet, the arms also.
Inexorable lice swayed in the hair of our heads
Until the ritual was entire.
What is this ritual?
The ritual is of the dressing of hair,
Or the cutting of hair by the hairdresser.
poem by Naveed Akram
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