To love it too much is to obscure and not see what is there.
quote by Dennis Potter
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Obscure
How obscure
To heal a heart full of hatred
Through the light of forgiveness...
How obscure
To cure blindness
Through the light of open-mindedness...
How obscure
To cure deafness
Through the light of consciousness...
How obscure
To cure dumbness
Through the light of intelligence...
How obscure...
To heal a hand of hostility
Through the light of kindness...
How obscure
To cure a paralytic
Through the light of liberty...
How obscure
To cure sickness
Through the light of benevolence...
How obscure to understand
To heal physicality
Through the presence of spirituality
poem by Mary Joy Lumanog
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Dangerous
Anything obscure and dangerous
We meet with eyes of heightened alertness;
Danger is a weapon for injury,
I found the injured man, then the locality
Was obscure for my sight failed
Obviously from being banged.
Anything obscure and dangerous
Has light of rulership;
You avoid the tyrant, the scarier man,
Who rules the skies and grounds,
Forgetting the Lord and all His followers,
The safe ones, the comforted ones.
Anything obscure and dangerous
May be fire, or worse.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Be wary of passing the judgment: obscure. To find something obscure poses no difficult, elephants and poodles find many things obscure.
quote by Georg C. Lichtenberg
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Explaining what is obscure by what is still more obscure. [Making confusion worse confounded.]
I mean, most of it is probably more obscure and just more noisy than either of those two bands, but Thurston has stuff all the time that he's involved with that is fairly obscure and experimental.
quote by Kim Gordon
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Explaining what is obscure by what is still more obscure.
My Poems
When I sing poems, I sing for me and for me alone. As I read my poems, I see that I have much to perfect in this art. I force rhyme schemes, my rythm goes into off beat tangents, I have more song than substance, incomplete incongruous thoughts, terrible syntax, obscure, almost too obscure meanings but beauty I have and love, and an honest heart. I realize my poems are me, all my inconsistencies, flaws, beauty and love. That's why I sing poems, sing for me and me alone…
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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In one case out of a hundred a point is excessively discussed because it is obscure; in the ninety-nine remaining it is obscure because it is excessively discussed.
quote by Edgar Allan Poe
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Rain Drops & Sun Showers
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
I send my echo out
To get your love with poem
Obscures reflections of
My love
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
I'll save a prayer for you
So lost and longing too
Bleach shared through dirty streaks
Wrapped up in clean white sheets
And if you think they'll watch you now
You should know they won't
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
I send my echo out
To get your love with poem
Obscure reflections of
Of my secret power
Force down the wings of god
To get your love with poem
Obscure reflections of my love
And I'm just trying to talk to you
Between the raindrops
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
Rain falls on everyone
The same old rain
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
And I'm just trying to walk with you
Between the raindrops
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins from Machina: The Machines Of God
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My favorite type of music to sing to would be rock and roll, Tenacious D, Led Zeppelin, some Queen - I love all of them. I love singing to them because they're all just great voices. I love listening to very obscure jazz.
quote by Casey Abrams
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Possibilities
What lies in store for you, my love?
What does the future hold?
Will you be learned and wise, my love?
Will you do brave deeds and bold?
Will you be a teacher, my love -
Young minds to nurture and guide?
Will you take to the law, my love
And over a courtroom preside?
Will you take to the sea, my love,
Seek out far, distant lands?
Will medicine be thy calling, love,
Healing power in your hands?
Whatever fate may bring, my love,
Of this you can be sure,
You will make me oh, so proud, my love,
For nothing can obscure
The bond twixt mother and child, my love.
This mighty love will endure!
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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The Man I Love
Someday hell come along
The man I love
And hell be big so big and strong
The man, the man that I love
And when he comes my way
Ill do my best to make him stay
Hes gonna look at me and smile
Ill understand
And in a little while
Hes gonna grab, hes gonna grab my hand
And though I know it seems obscure
I know it wont say
We wont say a word
Chorus:
Maybe I shall meet him sunday
Maybe monday maybe not
Still Im gonna meet him one day
Cause maybe tuesday will be
My good news day
Hell build a little home meant just for 2
From which Ill never, never run with you
And so all else above
Im waiting for the man I love
Hes gonna look at me and smile
Ill understand
And in a little while
Hes gonna grab, hes gonna grab my hand
And though I know it seems obscure
I know it wont say
We wont say a word
Chorus
song performed by by Cher
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Sonnet XVII
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.
poem by Pablo Neruda from One Hundred Love Sonnets (1959), translated by Mark Eisner
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Muscoviet Musquito
I must write a letter to you
I must make myself clear
It is spot on time, right on cue
I am a clam, somebody said to me
Its obscene, there must be a motive behind
Its obscure. there must be someone behind
A muscovite mosquito, a muscovite mosquito
A muscovite mosquito, a muscovite mosquito
A vivid image anyway
Someone said, youre a clam,
Consider this !
Mmm, listen oh, listen to me, youre far
A thousand miles away from here
I am here, I am here in this ooze through country
Trampled down by mega people
A dispute will never end
A retrospection ,it sounds obscene
A disconnection,
A final balance sheet for muscovite mosquito
For muscovite mosquito
For muscovite mosquito, it sound obscene
It sound so obscure, for muscovite mosquito
My final balance sheet is gone...... for
Muscovite mosquito, muscovite mosquito
Its spot on time, right on cue
You missed the chance, somebody vexedly said
Its obscene, there must be motives behind
Its obscure, there must be someone behind
song performed by by Xymox
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The Greatest Gift
IF of us two might only one be glad,
Pain I’d pursue, and struggle to be sad.
If of us two one only might be great,
Safely obscure I’d triumph in my fate.
O Soul more dear than mine! if of us two
One only might love God, it should be you.
poem by Blanche Edith Baughan
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Truth is so obscure in these times, and falsehood so established, that, unless we love the truth, we cannot know it.
quote by Blaise Pascal
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The Crowning Glory Of Love...
in the end what triumphs
is love,
in the middle of the long journey
hate or indifference is but temporary
it is the impatience that creates it
and the intolerance
of the obscure and the uncertain
this tunnel of a journey
has a light at the end thereof
and there love meets love
on handshakes that you all survived
we finally get out of this tunnel
this cave
of ignorance and greed and hopelessness
and those who endured all these
shall live
with their crowning glories
forever.
poem by Sebastian Soberania
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Going Home On The Train
The way home for me was eastbound
on the Northern Pacific from California
riding coach (pillow furnished for a fee)
and reading paperback books -
everything from Robinson Jeffers-
'...stones have stood for a thousand years,
and pained thoughts found the honey
of peace in old poems.'
to Denise Levertov's ILLUSTRATED ANCESTORS
'...poems direct as what the birds said,
hard as a floor, sound as a bench,
mysterious as the silence when the tailor
would pause with the needle in the air.'
including the obscure Ray Durem -
'...I cannot find those mild and gracious words
to clothe the carnage.'
I got off when the train reached Chicago-
an obscure soldier home from war.
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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The Law Regarding Love
In New York, the Empire state
There is a law
men would do well to heed.
This obscure statute bears upon
A gentlemen's carnal need
To ask a lady to yield her love
at first, is not a crime.
Should she demur and you insist
you'll wind up doing time.
Be sure to ask her love just once
if state law you would heed
If you persist a second time
just be prepared to plead.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Be obscure clearly.
quote by E.B. White
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