What the eyes perceive in herbs or stones or trees is not yet a remedy; the eyes see only the dross.
quote by Paracelsus
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The River And The Snake
your mind has the power
to create and judge what appears
before your eyes
the river can be a snake
a huge and long one that swallows villages
or it can be a mother
that provides all the thirsty people
with the necessary water
it is not only us that looks upon
them and judge them with
how we perceive
they too look upon us
they can even make us prisoners
stones or birds
children or ticks
so we too must be kind
as kindness begets kindness
praise the rain
pay homage to the spirits of the trees
talk to the river
dance with the clouds
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When I Close my Eyes
When I close my eyes,
I can see my country,
Shining in the light, bright.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the trees,
Green against the skyline.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see stars shining cross,
The wide beyond.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the sunset behind your hair,
Halo shining in the air.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I hear the ocean waves,
Crashing on the shore.
When I close my eyes.
When I close my eyes,
I see the moon glistening,
Through your eyes.
When I close my eyes.
© 2012
poem by Nick Strong
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With Mine Eyes
I know my life is lit by inner light,
Exciting my insight kept bright to cling...
With a tight grasping hold,
To endure through darkness...
I sought to fight.
Day and night with faith,
I would pray for strength...
To assist the chasing away,
Of those doubts that begged me to fear.
Day and night with faith,
I would pray to remove...
Insurmountable obstacles,
I proved I could and would break through...
IF I wanted to.
And this I did to do.
With mine eyes,
I can see and perceive it.
And with mine eyes...
I am the victor.
I can succeed.
And with mine eyes,
I have received...
With belief,
I can and will achieve.
And with mine eyes,
I can see and perceive it...
I am the victor!
I can and will succeed.
Day and night with faith,
I would pray to remove...
Insurmountable obstacles,
I proved I could and would break through...
IF I wanted to.
And this I did to do.
'Cause with mine eyes,
I can see and perceive it.
I am the victor.
I can and will succeed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Within your Eyes
Within your eyes I perceive a world of wonder,
A beauty of shining, ever shimmering grace.
Within your eyes I perceive a world to ponder,
A beauty shining, ever leaving me faithful.
Yet I sense your confusion upon the vibrations we share.
poem by David Lacey
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Good will come,
Good will come,
Good will come,
Evil will go away,
Everyday there is the Remedy in Goodwill,
Everything on Earth will be that Reward,
There is the good that is from God,
There is justice that is from the good Spirit,
Every good things are from God,
All Goodwill will come by Spirit of Good Fruits,
Every Remedy will be that Great Spirit,
It is that Remedy that Good will come,
Evil will Run away,
God will conquer all that man did upon the Earthly Dwelling,
I can perceive their Understanding,
That the Sun will shine on that which live's Forever,
Everything on this Planet is Goodwill over Evil.
poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Dross coins and wealth
i.
Dross coins and wealth
Dross coins and wealth
Dross coins and wealth
You wallow in them
You think of them again, again
Dross coins and wealth
Dross coins and wealth
Dross coins and wealth
One even grey a blank vacant sterility.
ii.
Round the green hill
The rivulet glideth:
The birds flieth
The owl singeth
How happy is the earth to-day!
iii.
From the small dale
The shepherd voice ariseth
Into a sweet canticle
As the day falleth
As the red dusk cometh
And night in mantle dark
By the next dale is coming
Coming fast:
Coming fast
Like sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Welcome sleep
The night cometh
The skies are darkening:
The stars are twinkling
And one by one
Coming like Morpheus with his wand
Into the next sleep beginning
The eye-lids how drowsy lie
And flicker like torch-lights
Slowly
Slowly
Slowly
Mor pheus is breathing slow
His hot and wanton breath
Over my forehead:
So sleep cometh, welcome sleep.
And dream I with open eyes
And through the night
Look I upon the stars in sleep
And dreaming wake and waking dream again.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Do This
Close your eyes.
In preparation to dismiss,
Limitation.
Release conflicts to lift.
And shift those burdens,
From weighted shoulders.
Transmit your wishes,
To realize dreams...
From bastions kept as impossibilities.
Know you exist as a gift given,
And only you prevent...
All that you are and can be!
Close your eyes.
In preparation to dismiss,
Limitation.
Do this!
And not what you believe,
Can not be done to welcome...
As others entrap perceive.
Do this!
And not what you believe,
Can not be done to welcome...
As others entrap perceive.
Close your eyes.
In preparation to dismiss,
Limitation.
Do this!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Are The Eyes Of The Words
hey, you are what they call
the eyes of the words,
seeing thoughts and traveling
the paths of feelings,
beyond this place the trees
and beyond the trees the forests
and beyond the forests the hills
and horizons beyond ourselves
our souls,
i am fixed
on the fetters of my flesh.
hey, you are what they call the eyes
of the yes,
the serious seer of my truths,
humanity's homunculus
hey, you are what they trusted,
the eyes of the world, the word beyond the whorled,
tell me, please tell me,
what do you see inside my eyes?
what is the color of pain?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thru His Eyes
thru his eyes i see the light
thru his eyes i feel his might
thru his eyes we feel his love
coming from the lord above
thru his eyes i can see
the life that was meant to be.
full of joy and ecstacy
i open up my heart and mind
just to see his love divine.
thru his eyes i see the world the way that it should be
the trees, the sky, the ocean blue
these were given to me and you
he shows us the love thats in our hearts.
don't let bitterness tear us apart.
when things don't seem to go your way
this is when we tend to stray.
thru his eyes i know i can
give my neighbor a helping hand.
thru his eyes everything is clear
thru his eyes i have no fear.
poem by Louis Rams
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Upon You
Try to see,
what others see
When their vision happens
Upon you
Try to conceive
Of what they perceive
When perchance they cast a glance
…upon you
Try to be
What you wish them to see
When their eyes alight
upon you
For you can become
The focus of someone
Whose eyes you wish to fall
…upon you
poem by David Whalen
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I Will
I will
Lay me down
In a bunker
Underground
I won't let this happen to my children
Meet the real world coming out of your shell
With white elephants
Sitting ducks
I will
rise up
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes
song performed by by Radiohead
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Eyes
Eyes are blue
Eyes are green
Eyes are true
Eyes are mean
Eyes are bright
Give the light
Eyes are black
Like the night
Eyes are cold
Eyes are warm
Eyes are angry
Like a storm
Eyes are kind
Eyes are blind
Eyes are evil
Eyes of devil
Eyes are hungry
Eyes of walls
Eyes are empty
Eyes of dolls
Eyes are loving
Eyes are charming
Eyes are lying
Truth denying
Eyes are haughty
Eyes are naughty
Eyes are naïve
To all they believe
Eyes are strained
A fear remained
Eyes without hope
Ready for the rope
Eyes are vulnerable
Eyes that gamble
Eyes are sensitive
Eyes are attentive
Eyes are stubborn
Eyes are submissive
Eyes of a new born
Eyes are pensive
Loving eyes are true
Black, brown or blue
My eyes are green
A lot they have seen
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
January 11th,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I dream with my eyes open
I dream with my eyes open
Of the life I wish to live
And myself, I must believe
I dream with my eyes open
For the lover far away
Whose words of love, with my heart do play
I dream with my eyes open
Of journeying well on this path
‘Though stones and thorns will scrape o’er some parts
I dream with my eyes open
To walk under a benevolent sun
Feeling warm and mellow
I dream with my eyes open
To find the reason I’m here
And in that call, relish every day, my dear
I dream with my eyes open
That when its time to go
I bid adieu, when I’ve done what I had to here
poem by Anita Atina
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My Darling
My darling has got tiger eyes,
my most beloved has got semi-precious stones
that sometimes shines gleaming
as if a golden colour
is hidden deeply in the brown of her eyes,
as if the darkness of her eyes
holds on to a secret kind of light.
Sometimes the eyes of my beloved gleams
golden like the sun
that hangs in an open blue sky,
as if she continually with her heat
can comfort, caress and cover my skin.
Sometimes I want to be lost
in the depths of her eyes,
I want to loose myself,
I want to be soulless and forget myself
when I know of the depth
of our true love.
poem by Gert Strydom
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A Forest - Show Version
Come closer and see
See into the trees
Find the girl
If you can
Come closer and see
See into the dark
Just follow your eyes
Just follow your eyes
I hear her voice
Calling my name
The sound is deep
In the dark
I hear her voice
And start to run
Into the trees
Into the trees
Into the trees
Suddenly i stop
But i know it's too late
I'm lost in a forest
All alone
The girl was never there
It's always the same
I'm running towards nothing
Again and again and again and again
She said "could you take me home tonight?
It's the only way i know."
She said "could you take me home tonight?
There's no other way i know."
She said "you know the way you used to do."
"of course i'll take you home."
"you know the way you used to do."
"of course i'll take you home."
This kiss could cost my life.
Is all you see in her eyes.
This kiss could cost my life.
Is all you see in her eyes.
It's all you see in her eyes.
She said "take my hand, take me home."
She said "take my hand, take me home.
Take me home.
Take me home.
song performed by by Cure
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Paradise on the Rocks
I dwell in the mountains up high
Higher than the Petronas yet shy of Everest
In the land of the precious stones and rich shores
In the gold coast where the freedom for the black star began
In the land of oil and of greens where nature still lives
Love and freedom in this land are twins
Down the heights the people trade and mine
Men and birds soar over the rocky slopes with wings spread
As a hairy man, trees and grass cover nearly his entire face
Seen smiling he is, always, with eyes gleaming
The top of his head though not bald is clothed in white
Cloudy, misty and foggy intertwined with every branch
Up there, the air is pure and the herbs life
The ground is rich and the water mineral
The wind symphonic and the feels, oh dear, freezing…
This is where I dwell; this is where I am alive
My little place of harmony, my haven
I call this my paradise…my pied-à-terre
poem by Nicholas Boateng
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Which Is So!
THEY CAME TO DRAG I BY THE BELTS!
HE SMOKES HERBS!
THEY SAID!
STILL STAYED I MEDITATING!
ARMED MEN CAME WITH GUNS!
TO CHASE AND HARRASS I
DO TELL ME!
IF INDEED I DID SMOKE HERBS!
WHICH IS MORE DANGEROUS TO MINE HEALTH AND THE PUBLIC'S HEALTH?
THE MEN AND THEIR MACHINE GUNS?
OR I WITH MY HERBS TO BE SMOKED BY I?
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Eyes To Eyes
Eyes to eyes
They have eye contact
With each other
One can see their fear in their eyes
The other just look
And don't say anything
Eyes to eyes
It is almost like they are talking to each other
They are talking non verbal
Eyes to eyes
Sometimes you can see each other’s feelings
Eyes to eyes
The feelings are anger, sometimes sadness, Sometimes anxiety,
And sometimes happiness
Sometimes the eyes are tired
Sending a signal that needs its rest
eyes to eyes
poem by by unknown author
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Through My Eyes
I believe-
I believe my thoughts are being broadcasted
I believe you can see my world through my eyes-
When your eyes are closed, I believe that you can hear my thoughts
My thoughts that speak of persecution and threat
These thoughts, as directed towards the rest of the world.
I place my hands over my eyes so that
What is inside of mind does not become
The literature of other people-
Even though my thoughts are silent
When your eyes make contact with mine,
All that I am thinking screams out to you and
I know you wish to harm me.
I believe-
I believe I am being threatened
Being threatened by those who follow my path,
Walking behind me, and somehow
Knowing my destination-
The leaves upon the trees have fallen in autumn and
Now the trees are barren, and I have no place to hide.
This whole world has become the enemy.
I believe my thoughts are broadcasted as I walk,
Kicking aside stones and the leaves that have fallen-
Snow has fallen upon the edge of time and
I stand upon the edge of time, counting the minutes-
Counting every second before the whole world knows of
The anger, hurt and my thoughts misconstrued,
That are torturing me every day and every night-
All I can do is to keep on walking and hope
That one day this mistrust of the world shall
Heal inside my troubled mind and somebody’s eyes
Will make contact with mine and say
“it doesn’t matter to me what you are thinking because
You are a person with a heart and a soul like everyone else and
I believe we all have faults-“ I look towards the sky searching for an increment of hope A world exists inside of me- a beautiful world I hope someday will not matter
If I let somebody inside to see- to know my destination and
I won’t need to hide anymore- when spring comes flowers shall blossom and
Leaves shall grow in the summer- and in the autumn leaves shall turn colors and fall-
I shall continue my journey towards the day I can learn to trust the world around me,
As I kick aside the stones and the fallen leaves as I walk-
With my eyes open to the world, my spirit, unafraid.
Claudia Krizay
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Ode to the Sadness of my Eyes
My eyes do not know
How old they are
My heart still keep time
Like the old Seth Thomas
Or a dripping faucet
My eyes precede my mind
When it is looking for a rhyme
Sad eyes such as mine
Can see an angel out of the corner
Where tears collect
My eyes are as fine as scramble umbrellas
That once was lonely
Because the rain
Ran away with the wind
These sad eyes of mine can not keep their history
They are always only about the now
What I see not what I have seen
Even in sleep they have been known to weep
What the mind keep as it midnight secrets
My sad eyes can be dug out with a copper spoon
And roll down the cobble stone streets
Pass curb side trees and little shops
Just turning on the light
Pass store front churches
Where the jealous pray to a God never seen by day
My sad eyes has seen Gods picking pizza crust
From the dumpster
My sad eyes care that there are eyes
In which to compare that the thing
I see is really there
My sad eyes has been known to be nocturnal But never solitary they see in pairs over lapping This with that to make the thing whole My sad eyes are forever going where I goes My eyes are never cold, they do not know just how old.
poem by David E. Patton
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