A mind grows by what it feeds on.
quote by J.G. Holland
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Love&lust
love is something devine
it falls from the heaven to earth
it expects nothing for it but
it renders everything 2 others including itself
love nvr ends in lust but
it grows as affection nd respect
lust expects 2 exploit others
2 satisfy its needs
matured love becomes grace
lust may not be so
lust spoils the character nd life
when it develops as aggressive
love nvr feeds the violent but
lust grows in violence nd feeds violence
2 the people of the world
love nd lust must work 2gether in some way
poem by Koneko 4 Life
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Our Journey
the journey is long
and inter-dimensional,
many who should
have walked it
have sold out,
forsaking
a radical
freshness
of mind,
you do not
walk
your
journey alone,
in an
interconnected world,
you need
never walk alone,
the hopes
aspirations
dreams
of many
flow with you
flow into you
feed you
sustain you
food of your though
feeds their hunger
feeds their love
feeds better beginnings
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Tale of Mind and Heart
My mind grows old
my heart grows young
my mind tortures my heart
my heart softens my mind
Oh cruel fate come sit beside me
take my heart into your hands
like a everlasting torment from you
come change my mind in hope
and maybe even take my heart too
like a battering ram on the castle wall
is my mind upon the cages of my heart
awakening me from this slumber
moving me into a new era of passion
poem by Branden Aeling
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The God’s role
The God feeds those who pray to Him.
The God feeds those who don’t pray to Him.
The God feeds those who ignore Him.
He terminates them all any time too.
19.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Evil Fantasies
We turn and face each other / my fingers pull your hair
You wince and jerk my wrist off / I bite my lip and stare
Your stance at once defiant / Im rigid to your pose
You clench your teeth in anger / my loving swells and grows
You give me evil fantasies
I wanna get inside your mind
Come on and live my fantasies
Ill show you evil you cant hide
Youre dragged into my vision / trapped, serving to my need
Maybe imagination / is where my dark side feeds
You slide your nails down in me / I raise my structure high
You pout, I snarl, you whimper / and wave compassion by
You give me evil fantasies
I wanna get inside your mind
Come on and live my fantasies
Ill show you evil you cant hide
Gonna take you, gotta get through
Gonna make you, do what I want
Youre dragged into my vision / trapped, serving to my need
Maybe imagination / is where my dark side feeds
song performed by by Judas Priest
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Of Hope (a fourteener)
Hope flourishes as flower which, when watered, nurtured, sprouts -
but first seed must take root in garden free from shady doubts.
mind's probing fingers, working, plucking weeds that stunt, consume;
strip hazards from environment so seed of Hope can bloom.
while some say Hope's perpetual and grows e'en without seed,
won't falter - feast or famine - and can withstand dirty deed.
I think more so Hope grows where effort made has clearly shown
that Faith was planted justly and then - Hope - the harvest grown.
Hope feeds upon a memory of expectations met,
where struggles as a seedling then grows larger, stronger yet.
And bow-tied with a ribbon, Hope becomes a gift still more -
for Hope as gift soon shape-shifts until Faith stands at the door.
yet caution wise to realize that Hope, when falsly gained
as dissapointment underlies; Faith/Hope fails - none retained.
let application/ action then help Hope become a tree,
the end result - a gift to self - instilled in me by me.
111909
poem by Terri Turrell
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Taxes On The Farmer Feeds Us All
(traditional, adapted by ry cooder)
(d) - (a) - (e)
(a) we worked through spring and winter, through (d) summer and through (a) fall
But the mortgage worked the hardest and the (e) steadiest of us all
It (a) worked on nights and sundays, it (d) worked each holiday
(e) settled down among us and it never went (a) away
The farmer comes to town with his wagon broken down
The farmer is the man who feeds us all
If you only look and see I know you will agree
That the farmer is the man who feeds us all
(a) the farmer is the man, the farmer is the man
He buys on his credit until (e) fall
Then they (a) take him by the hand
And they (d) lead him from his land
And the (e) merchant is the man who gets it (a) all
The farmer is the man, the farmer is the man
He lives on his credit until fall
With the interest rates so high
Its a wonder he dont die
But the taxes on the farmer feeds us all
Well, the banker says hes broke and the merchant stops and smoke
But they forget that its the farmer that feeds them all
It would put them to the test if the farmer took a rest
And theyd know that its the farmer that feeds them all
The farmer is the man, the farmer is the man
Lives on his credit until fall
Well, his pants are wearing thin
His condition, its a sin
cause the taxes on the farmer feeds us all
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Friendship
Friendship is a seed
that sprouts from the ground
when an open hand is extended
when smiles and laughters are shared
when exchange of stories is heard.
Friendship is a plant
that thrives on the ground
when drops of rain fall down
when sunshine breaks through
the leaves to make food for life.
Friendship sprouts and grows
when love and care are extended
when deepest thoughts are understood
when laughters and tears and shared
when wrongs are forgiven for a fresh start.
Friendship is a seed, a plant
which sprouts and grows
when its common food
on the leaves and from the ground
feeds the mind and heart
to bear and sustain friendship
in all the good and bad times.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Way Of Life
Birth is to Death
Like East is to West
Pain is to Love
Like Greed is to Wealth
A family mourn
A child is born
The child is taught
This child cannot be Bought
The child grows
His words flow
His eyes wander
As his mind ponders
The teen grows
His legacy grows
His career escalates
His family evacuates
The Man grows
The family, frighten
The noose tightens
A family mourn
poem by Corey Fauchon
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Flavor Fed That Feeds Defeating
Gifts you were given are gone.
What did you do that was wrong.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!
Gifts you were given are gone.
What did you do that was wrong.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!
Your eyes are looking all around on the ground,
To find yourself with meaning...
And something you discover that fits.
But nothing that you pick seems of benefit!
Your eyes are looking all around to be found,
As someone to be lifted and praised.
And saved from stress you labor!
With a flavor of life you savor and crave.
Gifts you were given are gone.
What did you do that was wrong.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!
Gifts you were given are gone.
And now just stress you labor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And this is life you savor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And now just stress you labor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And this is life you savor.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
Gifts you were given are gone.
And now just stress you labor.
Gifts you were given are gone.
And this is life you savor.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
Gifts you were given are gone.
You don't want to miss a beating.
What did you do that was wrong.
You don't want to miss a beating.
Did you sit with your gifts to drift...
In a mind where they didn't stay long!
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
You don't want to miss a beating.
A flavor fed that feeds defeating!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Where the passion flower grows
Lay down on your pillow
and turn the lights down low
let me take you to the garden
where the passion flower grows
Close your eyes and enter dreams
as love's emotion sets the scene
and flitters through the garden
where the passion flower grows
Touch the tender petals
of the flower as she grows
a tentative endeavour
as your feelings overflow
Let me draw you to the place
where ecstasy can be embraced
the beauty of the garden
where the passion flower grows
Feel your mind exploding
in the heavy scented air
experience the shiver
as your captured unaware
A little touch of heaven
where imagination flows
the valley in the garden
where the passion flower grows.
poem by Charles M. Moore
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Light Grows Out Of Darkness
light grows in darkness
the living creatures
in the darkest of caves
inevitably turn albino
sprout light feelers
to help each other
find, get to each other
in the darkest part of realms
also our mind, element
of light grows, to save
us from ignorance
and damnation
there the mysterious tree
of knowledge grows
fueling music, songs, poetry
paintings to liven up humankind
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Confused?
Deep within ones self there is a darkness
one that makes myself feel like i am slowly consuming thy self.
like entering a part of your mind that you wish to banish but
remains inside you. like drowning in ones own taught, or falling
into despair the very despair your mind created.
is it possible for one to protect ones self from
that witch defines it. is it truly possible to
fight what you are. the unwanted or undesired part of ones mind
is truly what defines you....................
but can it control you? can it consume u?
confusion is a virus that feeds off of your mind.
.....until nothing becomes clear
poem by Randy Peralta
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The eater is not the grower.
Corn grows, but man says he grows it.
It is corn's drive that makes it grow.
Yet man says he grows it and harvests it.
The one, who eats what one grows, does not grow it.
25.03.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Censorship feeds the dirty mind more than the four-letter word itself.
quote by Dick Cavett
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Beautiful Strange
Strangely beautiful
Beautiful strange
That's what we said
instead of the name
If U count the times
He took all the blame
U would find the reason
behind the game
In the darkness
we must look 4 the way
Words so strange
that only the mind can say
If it makes no mind
what color or holy day
why is this game
the only one that we play
Dive inside your soul if U wanna know
the light inside the darkness 4ever glows
The son is like the diamond inside the coal
and like an embryo it grows and grows
song performed by by Prince
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Fate of Love
you can save love as secret
though you avoid and hide
love only has two fate
it grows or it dies
you will fail loving someone
to be same day by day
it grows or it dies
you say broken heart
shattered love into thousand pieces
but it still grows or it dies
old memories bring love from the past
but only the illusion
somewhere in time
it grows or it dies
you can keep love in beautiful box
protect it from storm and darkness
but love only has two fate
it grows or it dies
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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The tamed barbarians
A woman with figure
Tempt men who see her.
Tempting feeds her hunger.
All men of vigour,
With their eyes devour her.
Seeing feeds their hunger.
Free entries were blocked.
Self-sexual is universal.
Homosexuals are special.
Thus barbarians have been tamed
18.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The God That Failed
Pride you took
pride you feel
pride that you felt when you'd kneel
not the word
not the love
not what you thought from above
it feeds
it grows
it clouds all that you will know
deceit
deceive
decide just what you believe
I see faith in your eyes
never your hear the discouraging lies
I hear faith in your cries
broken is the promise
song performed by by Metallica from Metallica
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