Love comes unseen; we only see it go.
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Remains Unseen
The hate that tears at my brain
Remains unseen to you
The self loathing and the pain
I'm swinging at the end of my rope,
If you only knew
I am lost without a hope,
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
I don't want to live this day
It's getting harder every day,
To face what I've become
The fear of what I have become
Remains unseen to you
A heart that's just gone numb
Remains unseen to you
I just want to close my eyes
And pretend this isn't true
Throw my hands up to the skies
There's nothing I can do
Oh.
This feeling of helplessness
And despair remains unseen to you
It's the cross that I must bear,
But it remains unseen to you
I dwell in a twisted reality of hate,
Remains unseen to you
Ugly thoughts, you cannot relate,
So I'll remain unseen to you
song performed by by Unseen
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You're the bait...
New guilts, new anxieties
New pandoras, new trickeries
history seen, changed unseen
Play cat n mouse with me
You the cheese, me the mouse
Lets find the cat unseen
I eat you and play dead
We'd fool the cat unseen
But there's a problem,
The cat has caught us unseen...
02-04-2008
poem by by unknown author
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Like A Butterfly
In my boyhood,
So sweet so lovely;
Like an eagle with its meteor eyes.
This pilot is guiding me,
This love is my hope;
Like a swarm of golden bees.
Of my unseen feet,
Of your unseen feet,
Of his unseen feet,
Of her unseen feet,
From Cape to Cape;
I am lured by the love of my growth.
Of a world so fair,
Eyes have not seen it;
It is like life beyond the tomb of love.
Ears have not heard its deep songs of joy,
This land is full of harvest;
But another race has filled it.
In silence and in fear like,
The banners up high in the sky;
Living in a better land as expected but,
A little weeping will ease my heart.
Another joy has come like,
The anthem of freed Slaves;
Where i do hear you speak like the long Amazon River.
Quiet as a stone,
A thing of beauty is of a joy;
Like a bed of straw in my boyhood,
Of the days gone by like a butterfly.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sonnet: Spousal Love
I know your heart is full of love for me,
Love that’s genuine and coming straight from heart;
Love that springs forth always spontaneously;
Love that’s showered in umpteen ways with art.
Oh, what finesse and magic has your love!
That works like balm and soothes my ailing heart;
And quenches my thirst like a fountain now;
The unseen force that triggers forth my art.
A spouse’s love is like a steep mountain,
Whose peak remains for long unreached, unseen;
’Tis waxing, waning; ’Tis sure and certain,
And keeps the sacred bond, always with sheen.
Praise be the spousal love that grows always,
In geometric proportions in one’s case.
7-2-2001
poem by John Celes
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Nun and monk
A nun is born to blush unseen
And waste her sweetness in the desert.
A monk is born to beam unseen
And lose his shower in the ocean.
Both are ill born to wither unseen
And miss the other half in the wilderness.
Who is the cause, the God or His sons?
19.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dancing Dervish
You shine like a Moonbeam,
Bringing your day into my night,
Been lost in a storm waiting for your Light,
Where have you been all my life?
In darker days you were but a dream,
A glimmer of light unseen,
I need your love... love,
You know what I mean?
Your love comes from within,
Swirling all around me, drowning me,
You are the Light, you are my life,
Why do we have this strife?
From Durban to Dublin I seek,
You are always just out of reach,
Why my love is it so hard,
To keep you around?
In darker days you were but a dream,
A glimmer of light unseen,
I need your love... love,
You know what I mean?
Your love swirling like a dance,
You leave me in a trance
The love you always have, to show,
Why is it so hard to know?
April 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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The God Within
So many worship their great god in prayer
Their unseen god who lives in god only knows where
Their unseen creator who cleanse their souls of sin
And they scoff at those who talk of god within,
A god within they say this cannot be
Though they do believe in the god they cannot see
An argument on god with them one could not hope to win
But human goodness only can come from within
In ways I envy them their gift of faith
Their love of their god in hymns of praise they celebrate
I wish at times that I could feel that way
But I do not have a god to which to pray
But the god within answers our every call
And to me that is the greatest god of all.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Returning To The Homes Of Our Selves
last night
we are even,
i was about to tell
you about a wall i am making,
you said it first instead,
your wall in invincible
both are unseen, but only felt
we celebrate this mutual wish
we are so near
there are only a few words that divide us
and yet we are so far
and we feel it in trembling
what we do not see
when we first know love
are the same unseen dimensions
that make us go home
when i arrive there
i meet myself and you too tell me
that in your world
you have met the true self that you are
the days are over
the nights are longer
the full moons are gone
and so are the stars
did i not tell you that sometimes
it is in the dark that we see too well?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If you believe in an unseen Christ, you will believe in the unseen Christlike potential of others.
quote by Anthony Burgess
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My Unseen Friend 2
The unseen spirit ever walks by me
Neither in front of me nor at my back!
His concerns are genuine.
The unseen spirit often chuckles.
At times he sings chimes into my ears.
He leaves me not, a mischievous guy indeed!
There we see a blue river far
With banks vast and sandy
The unseen spirit and I walk towards it.
There I think of catching a fish
There are no fish in the river though.
There he becomes a fish for me!
Tell me - who are you?
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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The Unseen Shrines
The shrine where only one person can reign,
That is formless, figure less, unseen but felt and ours,
It is simply elusive, safe, treasured, but monopolized,
it is formless, figure less, unseen but felt and ours.
The shrine where only one person can reign,
Light this shrine with the wick of kindness,
The kindness, the size of life long,
Oil of understanding to fuel it regularly,
As Tolerance suffocates the person in it,
Let us understand and love each other,
The shrine where only one person can reign,
Never lighten this shrine with spirited lamps,
Smoke it with Incense of weeds and drugs,
The shrine that is figure less,
The shrine that is formless,
The shrine that is unseen,
The shrine that can be felt,
The shrine that can be enjoyed,
The shrine that can be worshiped,
It is nowhere else, it is in our heart,
That is built for the person whom we love.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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He fights well who flies well' (Guillford, The Owl and The Nightingale)
A see through unseen
Wing of wake in light
Flower-like green
In a rainbow bright
A poppy-like red
Throbbing in blood
Unheard unsaid
A silent guard
A sun-like yellow
Circling within
Melody mellow
In wings unseen
A sky-like blue
Transparent rainbow
A see through see through
My eyes will know
Air arches beyond a skyline horizon
Foot marches throngs in a joy division
Laughter swells sounds within unison
A see through unseen in a secret visio
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Fatigue
Tired today
Almost a reed broken
Worded out from speech
Finding a peace
In hung silence
And these are all clouds
No dreams tail
There is nothing to reach for
But this, in this moment
Loved out of love
Tired, yes I am tired of 'I love you'
You, who must listen
You, must you love me?
Unseen I walk beside you
Must you understand?
More than a measure of breath
A day spent with empty hands
Must you know me?
How can you know?
All that is missing in the spaces
Between today and tomorrow, ?
And another year passes unseen,
And the universal parent is waiting,
Yes he is always waiting
To take us home
To take us back
To a time when we were living without want,
Only knowing we were loved,
And that is all,
And that is that!
yvette smith 26.1.09
poem by Yvette Smith
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The Human Condition
An age that's in decline
The blind lead the blind
Live from day to day
Nothing here yet you stay
Painful memories you recall
Nothing left for you at all
Your life is your priority
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
You know what will be will be
No such thing as destiny
To watch the world as time ticks by
Many truths that you deny
You cannot change the way you feel
Some emotions you can't conceal
No way to end your misery
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
Salvage you identity
You cannot life off charity
This is a high price to pay
For being led astray
No feeling here but apathy
Can't risk emotional injure
No time for thought or sentiment
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
song performed by by Xentrix
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The Human Condition
An age that's in decline
The blind lead the blind
Live from day to day
Nothing here yet you stay
Painful memories you recall
Nothing left for you at all
Your life is your priority
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
You know what will be will be
No such thing as destiny
To watch the world as time ticks by
Many truths that you deny
You cannot change the way you feel
Some emotions you can't conceal
No way to end your misery
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
Salvage you identity
You cannot life off charity
This is a high price to pay
For being led astray
No feeling here but apathy
Can't risk emotional injure
No time for thought or sentiment
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
No hope for you alone
Kept out of sight
Unseen, disowned
By society
song performed by by Xentrix
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I love you then, now, and tomorrow
I love you
and you've not only made me love you
I love you
and I love the people you see
I love the world where you live at
I love you
and you've made me love myself
It doesn't stop only in my heart
I love you
the one brings me tears and happiness
things I forgot when I struggled to find
I love you
I'm not unbreakable
but it doesn't stop only in my love
whether this love glowing unseen in the dark
I love you
and I thank you
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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To My Unseen Friends
To My Unseen Friends.
By: Aziz M. Tehrani, Mashhad, Iran([email protected]
Dear friends, I love you all.
Don't think you are unseen.
When I study your emails,
I read them as if you are present and seen.
I always think of you and the distance,
Which has seperated us from one another.
I think our vision creates pictures,
To see each other as if we are together.
I hope one day I will be with you and see your face.
Regardless of discrimination or race.
We are originally from one mother and father
We should try our best to respect each other.
Without doubt, we are all sisters and brothers,
We see ourselves as equally as others.
Fat and thin, young and old,
We are all protected in God's threshold.
poem by Azizollah Memar Tehrani
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Eggs Are Falling
Discover the unseen,
Learn the unknown like,
Red wine with a candle light;
A world of darkness is around us.
The line of poetry,
The marks of love;
Respectable to a muse when,
The teacher becomes a student.
Eggs are falling, eggs are falling!
A walk through the Saxon Forest with,
An art by the mile:
Eggs are falling, eggs are falling! !
Discover the unseen and know my mind,
A thought by an inch with a poem by the yard;
The blosson time of love is hear to stay.
Of blue rooms for love,
Of red rooms for roses,
Eggs are falling to where the trees blossom;
Learn the unknow with Red Wine.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Seen Yet Unseen
(8/30/12)
What is this thing that is seen yet unseen
And people search for it all their lives
Are even willing to make the ultimate sacrifice.
What is it that gives life meaning
And makes everything as beautiful as can be
Or create misery.
What is it that can bring a nation together
Or make it fall - become the biggest thing
Or even small.
What can create strength and take away despair
Yet you'll always find it in the air
It is - LOVE, HOPE, FAITH
And can open up any gate.
LOVE - between man and woman
And of family and life.
HOPE - of things to come
When at first there was none.
FAITH -in GOD and all that he does
Which is seen and yet unseen.
The three most powerful words
Second to One
The FATHER, the SON, the HOLY GHOST.
And of this I gladly boast.
© L.RAMS
poem by Louis Rams
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Chameleon? Me? No!
A chameleon? Me? No!
But I have appeared on scenes,
Unseen.
Ignored...
And not directly disrespected.
Unless someone regarded me as a pesty insect.
And someone named Jackson...
In my youth did me like that.
A bitter woman that lack attraction.
A chameleon? Me? No!
But I have appeared on scenes,
Unseen.
Not that others were being mean.
I'm not one to call attention to myself.
If it is given,
What can I say?
Go away?
I've tried that before!
It doesn't work.
Then I'm considered a complete jerk.
An egomaniac with insecurities.
A chameleon?
Me?
No!
I don't choose or wish to be.
Nor is that need inside of me.
I just love who it is I am.
With a love of life I experience.
And if others see that differently?
What about that can I really say?
Don't do it like that...
Do that my way?
There is too much to digest.
Too much life I have not lived yet.
To make confessions,
Of how I wished I had lived my life?
The way I 'could' have lived it.
And did that to my delight!
A chameleon?
Me?
No!
'Me' know just 'me' and that's it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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