It is a good idea to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark so that all its shy presences may haunt you and possess you in a reverie of suspended thought.
quote by James Douglas
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Dark Becomes Dawn
Dark as pitch - Dawn spreads light
Dark as dead - Dawn expires graves
Dark withers - Dawn freshness wears
Dark un-paths - Dawn re-strides.
Dark dapples gray - Dawn paints days
Dark specters doubt - Dawn assuredness' gate
Dark limitless plain - Dawn corrals night
Dark swifts shadows - Dawn hastens un-obscures.
Dark dissolves pace - Dawn zeniths one's range
Dark devours - Dawn sun rises
Dark bends down relief - Dawn uplifts sight
Dark dismantles - Dawn scatters golden arrows.
Dark de-flames - Dawn matches day
Dark invisibles - Dawn globes light
Dark unfolds dark dreams - Dawn un-sanctions screams
Dark submissively retires - Dawn crimson splendor.
'2008'
poem by Robert Sheridan
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Not My Idea
I bit my tongue and stood in line
With not much to believe in
I bought into what I was sold
And ended up with nothing
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea
You thought that I would never see
What was meant for you was meant for me
I was distracted at the time
Forget about yours
song performed by by Garbage
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An Idea
An Idea can change the world, how many
things can be done from an idea, every piece
of object was an idea, sense the beginning of
time idea was the first thought created in the
mind, an idea is what surround’s every being.
But an idea is still only an idea and it can't be
felt, you cannot touch an idea or kiss it, or hold it,
ideas do not bleed or feel pain or love, an idea
cannot be seen or heard, its created in our thoughts,
but then again an idea can become real. An idea
can be what ever you which it to be, an idea can
be destructive, an idea can be brilliant, I've seen
people get killed in the name of ideas, ideas,
we walk around with a little
light bulb blinking in our thoughts, ideas.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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A Better Idea
He hung the moon
Raised the sun
Made the lions walk
And the rivers run
Then he sat down, looked around
And thought a bit
Said, its all good but that aint quite it
So with his mighty hand he created man
And then
Chorus
He had a better idea
A much better idea
He made an angel like sweet perfume
A heavenly smile, someone who
Can light up a room with a heart so true
I thank God he created me
But when I look at you I see
He had a better idea
Thought Id have to face
This world alone
Just walk through life
Without a hand to hold
And I accepted that
I said in fact it might be nice
To live my way
Now thats paradise
Be he knew all along
I was wrong
Repeat chorus (2x)
He had a better idea
God had a better idea
song performed by by Diamond Rio
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Ghostsong
Outside the mythic Rains
let us know we are not insane
blood debts still to be paid
(instead) we celebrate the Stranger
Inside the mythic Pains are played
blood doubts are asked again
beware the answers you can not tame
(might) take you too far away
Say what you are
Come here to haunt you
Say what you will
I am going haunt you
And protect you
I am going hurt you
And if we survive this dawn
we wish we'd see the Day
die to comeback a single time
that face in the window
is never the same
Say what you are
Come here to haunt you
Say what you will
I am going haunt you
And protect you
I am going hurt you
III / IX / MM - Aurora
song performed by by Moonspell from Darkness And Hope
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Running Away
I ran away from my home.
To the place where I was never born.
Never seen the place.
Never been there.
I put my first step there.
Initially, I was scared.
But later on I was able to overcome my fear.
I don't know whether I am right or wrong.
It does not matter now.It's all gone.
I don't know what I was thinking
But right now my time is wasting.
I should have thought not to go away.
But right now I am far away.
I thought running away was good idea.
Now, it's bad idea.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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Queen of Hearts
Would it be so unfair
So unjust
To ask you to stay frozen
In your own fiery lust?
To stay suspended
To stay staring
To hang yourself on a broken hope
Without me caring
To be my novelty
My fleeting joy
To be nothing more than a past laugh
To expect nothing more than an abandoned toy
A still frame
I can look back on with a smile faint
But turn the page with fingers numb
And think of your affections as nothing more than quaint
I'll lay my cards on the table
And play all of the hearts
Trading a king for a joker
-A joker for a fresh start
I want you to drown in your expectations
To disappoint you with my shoulder turned
To tease you with a stray glance
And to watch in reverie as you crash and burn
To drape myself over your coffin
As they lower you into the gaping ground
To run my shoe over the edge
To scream so I can remember the sound
Until the lights go off
These musings must be my water and bread
If i slip i will remember
The bitter meal i was fed
That burns inside of me
And makes me want to hate your name
Yet i can't let go of the idea of you
And what i can never reclaim
To kiss the idea of love
To dream of a better circumstance
To imagine us under a black sky
To wonder why I never had my chance
poem by Aria Siren
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Gravity And Desire
frozen...
the trees, grasses partly covered,
the smoke from the chimney,
the light in the window.
the streets with silence,
even the darkness suspended.
conversation, a stray cat,
the cup cracked in the sink.
the pouring, and the fire,
shadow held by shadow.
the heart buried in dawn,
the dawn held by the dark!
ghosts?
or just snowflakes,
no one names or remembers,
falling and gravity, gravity and desire...
frozen...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The really good idea is always traceable back quite a long way, often to a not very good idea which sparked off another idea that was only slightly better, which somebody else misunderstood in such a way that they then said something which was really rather interesting.
quote by John Cleese
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My Reverie
Our love
Is a dream, but in my reverie
I can see that this love was meant for me
Only a poor fool
Never schooled in the whirlpool
Of romance could be so cruel
As you are to me
My dreams are as worthless as tin to me
Without you life will never begin to be
So love me
As I love you in my reverie
Make my dream a reality
Lets dispense with formality
Come to me in my reverie
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Renunciation
ROSE of the desert of my heart,
Moon of the night that is my soul,
Thou can'st not know how sweet thou art,
Nor what wild tides thy beams control.
For all thy heart a garden is,
Thy soul is like a dawn of May.
And garden and dawn might both be his,
Who from them both must turn away.
Oh, garden of the Spring's delight!
Oh, dewy dawn of perfect noon!
I will not pluck thy roses white
Or warm thy May-time into June.
I can but bless thee, moon and rose,
And journey far and very far
To where the night no moonbeam shows,
To where no happy roses are!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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In the Garden, With My Father
It is spring.
As in my garden, I stand.
In the garden -
My father is there;
... though long since gone...
He IS there.
I tend to the weeds,
The veggies and flowers...
He is there.
I never understood him
(as I should have, could have) ...
Until now,
Here, in the garden.
Where I, like he, work the soil.
I've come just recently
(these last few years)
To enjoy and love my garden so.
- I am not as surprised afterall, as I would have thought,
To find him here.
Here, in the garden.
He loved his garden very much.......
I - at that early age of restless youth - had no use
For such slow moving things.
But now, I see, and myself move, at a much slower pace.
Therefore, it is him I am here and now able to see,
In the garden.
Watching it all grow, so peacefully.
It is somewhat sad, that now,
When I can no longer tell him,
I understand.
For I have come to find... I love the garden too,
Just as much as he;
And we both always will.
My father - standing in the garden -
I now know.
After all these long years.
And I've missed him so;
But, how wonderful to find,
He IS here...
In the garden, our garden,
Always, with me.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Good For You
Hey will you stay awhile
My smile will not mislead you
Cause Ive been alone
My faith turned to stone
Still theres something in you I believe in
Close to the pierce I go wild and fierce
Still I let you be, I feel you next to me
Cause inside I feel a wind that starts to blow
Im taken in your undertow
Everything is fine, Im lonely all the time
Cause all I want to do is be there
For the things that youre going through
Well, is it good for you is it good for you
Cause you haunt my nights when
I dont know where my life should go
Well, is it good for you, is it good for you
Hey child please stay a while
My smile will not mislead you
Cause Ive been without I go wild with doubt
I grab at you I cant stop grabbing at you
Cause I feel you cross my mind
In disarray, intoxicated ricochet
Theres nothing wrong just dont take too long
Cause all I want to do is be there
For the things that youre going through
Well, is it good for you is it good for you
Cause you haunt my nights when
I dont know where my life should go
Well, is it good for you
Well, is it good for you
All I want to do is be there
For the things that youre going through
Well is it good for you
Well is it good for you
Cause you haunt my nights when
I dont know where my life should go
Well is it good for you
Well is it good for you
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Why I write
I used to feel, like a pain is in my heart.
When without saying a word, u depart
Here I m alone, remembering our memories
Had so much left to tell you my life stories.
As an alternative of you I started talking to myself
Not that good idea but still it was little relief
Not for long that idea worked, if It was too much miss of your.
Thought of writing my felling so I took a pen and paper.
Started writing stories n poems about my felling
And things that I had always thought of telling.
I feel I m near to you and with you I m talking
That's why I write. Even if my writings are not good and boring..
poem by Sushanta Rokka
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At The End Of The Rainbow
At the end of the rainbow
lies our dream of reverie.
At the end of the rainbow
lies love’s destiny.
We walk through the world together
facing each day as it comes.
Smiling through the good ones
and frowning through the bad,
but always together
to face another dawn.
Forever always onward
through to the sunset of our days.
poem by David Harris
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Sweet Sweet October
As I walk thought the cold nights of the October
I see the kids walking, and running in there costumes
oh Sweet Sweet October will you always haunt me so will I never feel the love of the dark
The dark fills my heart as if my life depends on it
When my Sweet Sweet October goes away my heart fills with a dark dark dream
~ Alexandra S ~
poem by Martina Salazar
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To lose one's self in reverie, one must be either very happy, or very unhappy. Reverie is the child of extremes.
quote by Antoine Rivarol
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Suspended In Animation
Suspended in Animation
To be lifeless and still
Watch the world passing by
Dreaming Forever
In a world of in justice
To be suspended in animation
To care for all people
But unable to help them
Musing forever
In a world of prejudice
To be suspended in animation
To yearn ends to conflict
Though you cannot end it
Withdrawn forever
In a world of war
To be suspended in animation
To covet life
A vessel for your soul
A body and conscious
From where you can forge change
To wake to a cause
And help the human race
This is your fate
Don't stray from it
Or be suspended in animation
By Alan McDowall
poem by Alan McDowall
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While one party may possess the levers of power, one party does not possess a monopoly on good ideas. Good lawmaking, after all, is about the ability to craft effective solutions.
quote by Bill Owens
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Florescence
A Summer nights dream-
Awakens me bright...
Remembering in colour--
Reverie of the night...
Wanting to resume-
Where i had paused...
Returning to slumber...
My only cause--
Dreamland continued...
A wonder supreme...
Alight in your arms...
Oh man of my dreams--
Embraces in brillance...
Ablaze you and i...
Consuming one another...
As night bids goodbye---
The Dawn arrives early...
But you do not go...
Alive in our bed...
Love continues to grow...
Abloom in the garden...
Sweet heavenly repose...
Captured in the bliss--
The night only knows...
The Essence
July,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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