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Ice Melts
Ice melts
Like my dejected self sheds tears.
Ice melts
Like your diverted love weds liars.
Once far away in the lagoons of my past
A swan sailed till it was tired.
But now in the deserts of my present
A vulture snails till it is fired.
Ice melts
As the sun unknown rages, they say.
Ice melts
As the run unwon glares, they say.
I hold my stick downward ever
And move on the way forward ever.
Ice melts
And my pheonix waits...
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Truth love’s warm essence
That melts two soul’s dreams together
Hand in hand for ever
haiku by Ken e Hall
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I thought men were superior to a women
I thought
Men were superior
To women
To prove it
I repeatedly decide
To ask you to do
Whatever I say
To believe and behave
The way I do
Every time when I face you
My manhood and ego
Melts like an ice lump
Melts in the hot sun
I am on my knees
Seeking your attention
My superiority vanishes
In thin air
I become
A meek pet animal
Enamored by your beauty
I look like a defeated
Enemy
My heart tells my mind
Man can never be
Superior to a woman
True man
Love and respect women
Treat them decently
Never think of superiority
Always keep in mind
Existence of man is
Because of a woman
One and the only
The dear mother
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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My Heart Burns and Melts
My heart burns and melts with a pain and sickness
unlike this world has seen
for the tears and cries and pain and hurt of loved ones
my heart burns and melts with the ugliness which paints this world
a gloomy gray for the greed, violence, hate, and prejudice
which plaques our world
my heart burns and melts for the tired, hungry, weak, and poor
for the wars that slaughters billions and families
that are torn apart by lust and greed and jealously and hate
my heart burns and melts with a passion as strong as incense
as we live our lives in sin and vain without a care in the world
for the world we live in is cold as ice and the world is dark as pitch
for my heart burns and melts with a passion of pain and sadness
as my heart burns and melts like ice
for my heart burns and melts for the sick and needy of the world
for the broken hearts out there who need healing
for my heart burns and melts with a passion as strong as love itself
in hoping that one day the world will a happier place
enriched in golden bliss of happiness and peace on earth
for my heart burns with a passion for a dream
that's as sweet as love itself in all its beauty
poem by Brett Strotman
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Melting Fact Of Life
Life is like fire and wax candle
Life breaths through fire and melts into nothing
Live a colorless life as unsung ordinary
Or live a colorful life of power authority and popularity
And stand as wax doll in Madame Tussauds museum
With thermostat malfunction and arrival of heat
Wax develop wrinkles and cracks and melts into nothing
That is the melting fact of LIFE
Which breaths through fire and melts into nothing
poem by Kavin Charalan
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your hand lost in mine
you clutch me, the raging night
melts, smelling your sleep!
haiku by Eric Cockrell
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The Fragrance Of Virtue Rises To The Heavens
The blissful flower landed on the earthly dirt
And rooted its seeds on the bosom of mankind.
The flower blooms only in fruitful pure heart
Which grazes its petals like one hungry hind.
Virtues are the atoms of God, the holiest one.
The more we attain it, the more we appear near
To Him, His being, Virtues and godliness anon
As our soul drenches with immortal holy tear.
The earthy flower blooms, dies in perched air
With a fragrance that melts, melts, melts away.
But the fragrant flower of Virtue is always fair,
Its fragrance rises towards heavenly stairway.
poem by Osman Gani
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My Other Hand...
the black man's hand,
the poor man's hand.
the Muslim hand, the Jewish hand...
the gay man's hand,
the working man's hand,
the ex-convict's hand,
the farmer's hand, the garbage man's hand...
the Christian's hand, the atheist's hand,
the father's hand, the soldier's hand,
the peacemaker's hand,
the healer's hand, the teacher's hand,
the prodigal's hand, even the murderer's hand...
the victim's hand, the broken hand,
the praying hand, the touching hand...
all, when extended,
feel like my other hand!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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candy melts away
if it is kept on the tongue
i kept you on mind
haiku by Ashraful Musaddeq from Absent Zero and Other Haiku
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Deep in Penetration
Outside the sky melts fast in felt fabric strips
Dripping only to have colour caught in the cauldron
Inside the sky melts slow, deep in penetration
Lilac clouds drift on easy with the breeze
The wind it whispers secrets unheard
Think it over, the holy word.
poem by David Lacey
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She Plays Too Well
she plays too well
he is amazed at this
when his anger
melts into love
when his love
melts into the sense
of the
divine
the silence clings
like a vine to
the wall
the cold winds
blow
the leaves undefeated
he tells her
well done
he asks her
to slow down a bit
so he can savor
the notes of her song
like sweetness to
his tongue
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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To The Crucifix
My hand points to the crucifix and denies
The object that melts, and I must analyse.
This grand larceny awkwardly mutters
A pain and a pleasure, who are arbiters?
poem by Naveed Akram
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Zusammen 1665 Current Version
Some dreams come true,
hand holding hand,
as one may two
e'er understand
existence wins
much joy shared whose
involvement spins
to love none lose.
Heart, once alone,
sole, craving touch,
melts dark, cold stone,
sheds fears, tears' smutch,
as Hope repairs
regrets to ring
new love that dares
reach sky, soul sing.
(24 August 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Suicide Snowman
If I had time to kill the world I'd try
Oh no, but I'm busy
Killing me
I don't have time to build a suicide
Because the snowman melts in spring
The striper girls will not be coming back
In the summer...for me
I don't have time to even say goodbye
We are dying as winter lives
Spring
Snow melts in my lawn and I am free
Corn cob pipe and a button nose
Bottled in the ground too long
Snow melts in my lawn and I am....
If I had time to kill the world I'd try
But I'm busy
Kill is ever me
I don't have time to even say goodbye
We are dying as winter lives
Spring
Snow melts in my lawn and I am free
Corn cob pipe and a button nose
Spring
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Hand-Me-Down!
got my hand-me-down boots,
and my hand-me-down jeans.
my broke down hand-me-down hat,
doing hand-me-down things.
my hand-me-down fire,
and my hand-me-down pot.
take a hand-me-down chair,
i'll share what i've got.
got some hand-me-down thoughts,
a couple of hand-me-down songs.
i've got a hand-me-down heart
that wont leave you alone.
we'll talk about hand-me-down freedom,
and hand-me-down truth....
in this hand-me-down world,
it's just me and you!
in this hand-me-down world....
paying hand-me-down dues!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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It's_Got_To Be
'When it's _got_ to be,'--like! always say,
As I notice the years whiz past,
And know each day is a yesterday,
When we size it up, at last,--
Same as I said when my _boyhood_ went
And I knowed _we_ had to quit,--
'It's _got_ to be, and it's _goin'_ to be!'--
So I said 'Good-by' to _it_.
It's _got_ to be, and it's _goin'_ to be!
So at least I always try
To kind o' say in a hearty way,--
'Well, it's _got_ to be. Good-by!'
The time jes melts like a late, last snow,--
When it's _got_ to be, it melts!
But I aim to keep a cheerful mind,
Ef I can't keep nothin' else!
I knowed, when I come to twenty-one,
That I'd soon be twenty-two,--
So I waved one hand at the soft young man,
And I said, 'Good-by to _you_!'
It's _got_ to be, and it's _goin'_ to be!
So at least I always try
To kind o' say, in a cheerful way,--
'Well, it's _got_ to be.--Good-by!'
They kep' a-goin', the years and years,
Yet still I smiled and smiled,--
For I'd said 'Good-by' to my single life,
And I now had a wife and child:
Mother and son and the father--one,--
Till, last, on her bed of pain,
She jes' smiled up, like she always done,--
And I said 'Good-by' again.
It's _got_ to be, and it's _goin'_ to be!
So at least I always try
To kind o' say, in a humble way,--
'Well, it's _got_ to be. Good-by!'
And then my boy--as he growed to be
Almost a man in size,--
Was more than a pride and joy to me,
With his mother's smilin' eyes.--
He gimme the slip, when the War broke out,
And followed me. And I
Never knowed till the first right's end ...
I found him, and then, ... 'Good-by.'
It's _got_ to be, and it's _goin'_ to be!
So at least I always try
To kind o' say, in a patient way,
'Well, it's _got_ to be. Good-by!'
I have said, 'Good-by!--Good-by!--Good-by!'
With my very best good will,
All through life from the first,--and I
Am a cheerful old man still:
But it's _got_ to end, and it's _goin'_ to end!
And this is the thing I'll do,--
With my last breath I will laugh, O Death,
And say 'Good-by' to _you_!...
It's _got_ to be! And again I say,--
When his old scythe circles high,
I'll laugh--of course, in the kindest way,--
As I say 'Good-by!--Good-by!'
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Runners often Stumble - 1020
My hand is here and need not disappear
As understanding WE can help you share,
Removing cares as sunshine everywhere
Ice melts inside though Winter seems so near.
As you advance within, horizons clear,
Heart opens out, no doubt on Earth is there,
Only trust yourself! While on life´s stair
Runners often stumble, you, my Dear,
At last discover wings which fly past fear!
Knife double-edged, intelligence, friend fair,
Offers perspective, soft breeze in your hair,
Values questions, questions values here
Alert you are, far more than most we know,
May this unite mind´s search, emotions´ flow?
(4 November 2002)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Virtue Vs Evil
Wherever you are wherever you go
I will go with you hand in hand
A faltered state of agony and lust
I will go with you hand in hand
Vying for the amelioration of offspring
I will go with you hand in hand
Injecting an age-long flight from right
I will go with you hand in hand
The endearment of wealth and spendthrift
I will go with you hand in hand
Wherever is the wretched face of human lure
I will go with you hand in hand
The pitfall of human lot has waged a spiritual war
I will go with you hand in hand
poem by Hafiz Qasim
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I Am One
I am the wind,
I am the sand,
I am the chocolate
that melts in your hand.
Yes, I’m all these things and more,
I am the inspiration that makes you sore.
Yes, I am God, I am in everything,
even the voice in which you sing.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 24,2012
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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How Can We See That Far
Amy grant/tom hemby
Copyright 1991 age to age music, inc./edward grant, inc./puxico music (ascap), adm. by reunion music group, inc.
We said our promises by candlelight
You hold my hands, I was dressed in white
We were young
How can we see that far?
How can we see that far?
I knew I wanted you like no one else
I told my momma that Id found myself
In your eyes
How can we see that far?
How can we see that far?
But like your daddy said
The same sun that melts the wax can harden clay
And the same rain that drowns the rat will grow the hay
And the mighty wind that knocks us down
If we lean into it
Will drive our fears away.
And when I woke in the dead of night
To hold my hands, push away the fright
Life had come--a son
How can we see that far?
Yeah, we were nervous and a little scared
Until the music of our babys cry
Filled the air
How can we see that far?
But like your daddy said
The same sun that melts the wax can harden clay
And the same rain that drowns the rat will grow the hay
And the mighty wind that knocks us down
If we lean into it
Will drive our fears away.
We might die
We might live
We could hurt each other badly
Do things, things so hard to forgive
Ooooh, and if time is not our friend
Your mind might forget me before the end
And oh, I cannot
I cannot look that far.
But like your daddy said
How can we see that far?
The same sun that melts the wax can harden clay
And the same rain that drowns the rat will grow the hay
And the mighty wind that knocks us down
If we lean into it
How can we see that far?
Got to lean into it
Will drive our fears away
Its the same sun, yeah
And the same rain
Its the same sun
And the same rain.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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