Do not follow the ideas of others, but learn to listen to the voice within yourself. Your body and mind will become clear and you will realize the unity of all things.
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If You Will Listen
If you will listen,
You will hear my voice;
If you will learn,
You will know my ways;
Diligently above all things! !
And like the fruit of your body,
But, to come and to go out is the normal routine.
Tree, flee, three, bee, wee, fee, see, lee, agree, Lee;
And to promise you an oath!
But, you will surely learn if you listen to my voice.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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That Voice Again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
Im listening to the conversation
Judge and jury in my head
Its colouring everything
All we did and said
And still I head that sharp tongue talking
Talking tangled words
I can sense the danger
Just listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
Hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
Im hearing right and wrong so clearly
There must be more than this
Its only in uncertainty
That were naked and alive
I hear it through the rattle of a streetcar
Hear it through the things you said
I can get so scared
Listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
Hear that voice again
What I carry in my heart
Brings us so close or so far apart
Only love can make love
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
I hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Body Mine
This solar system mobile
slowly rotates
moved by a tiny breeze
I imagined just might
come from me below
breathing.
This was the silence of me.
The blank day was still
as the inside of a deep vault
no sound outside
no sound from within.
I sank into the moment;
my breathing muting itself
wanting to see
how comfortable
I was with the me
lying there.
Stillness is a severe test.
Then a quiet shudder
as I allowed an exhale longer
and deeper than usual,
this first shudder then
followed by another.
And another.
Breathing seemed to direct
my very being to another space
and my Body Being
in this circumstance
roused itself
came out
and displayed
its secret existence
which I
I realized
I ignore most of my life.
Startling to feel
Startling to realize
my thoughts leapt
to the idea
that this body was alive
separate from my mind
and had it own needs
goals and direction.
Startling to realize
that this my body
is alive in its own
right, separate from
me or my mind
but had separate Being.
I'd always thought that
aliveness was somehow
seated in my mind.
It and I talked.
It and I conversed
but what I thought
in that moment
did my body have to say?
What language does it speak?
I realized
had regarded it as a machine
to be feed or fueled
but not an entity
with its own Ideas.
For example,
does insecurity
lie in the mind
in the brain
or in the body?
What is a body idea
anyway, separate from
my head?
Can a body dream?
All of this was startling
and to this day
I'm still seeking answers
to questions
with more questions still.
Where does my mind start
and my body end?
Not sure.
but one thing is clear
bodies domain
is sexual;
and it wants to live.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Unity
As I watched the inauguration
of the forty fourth President of the United States.
I waited eagerly to listen to his address.
He spoke of many things,
but the message of unity came out loud and clear.
A unity between all peoples
regardless of their colour, religion or creed.
Working together we could create a better world
for our children and their children.
As he spoke I agreed with his every word
and could only hope and pray he was right.
We live in a troubled world
and only when the walls of hatred crumble
will the unity begin.
Then the violence will subside
and unity will heal all the open wounds.
Let us pray that day will not be too far in the future.
21 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Clear My Mind
I'm pushing too much pressure on me
I'm so tired because I'm doing so much
I just want it to go away
Clear my mind
Of all things that are negative
Try not to do so much
Focus on important things
Other things can wait
I need to have fun
Enjoy life out there
I can work hard and have great time
Clear my mind
That has bad impact on me and makes me shatter
I need to run and listen to music
Clear my mind
I hate feeling stress out and exhaustion
I'm eating right and try to get exercise
I'm going dropp off things I don't really need to do
I want to feel happy and alive
I want to have energy and have good time
Like I used to in my life
I need a break from everything I do
Once in a while to let it all
This is too much to handle
My head is hurting so much
I just want to scream
I want to
Clear my mind
poem by Christina Phan
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Never Sometimes
Well I never wanted
It to be this way with you.
So broken-hearted.
Look at all the things
Weve been through.
Sometimes i,
Sometimes I can catch up with your words.
Youre hard to follow,
So hard to follow.
Tragic,
To realize that you talk to much.
So tragic,
To realize that youre far too gone
To say youre wrong.
Sometimes i,
Sometimes I can catch up with your words.
Youre hard to follow,
So hard to follow.
Tie the rope around me once more.
I might bend, but I wont break.
Take this timeout
To find yourself.
Take this timeout to learn.
song performed by by New Found Glory
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Listen
I've lived 70 years and what have I learned?
Keep your mouth shut with ears open and you won't get burned.
I often talked thoughtlessly instead of listening well.
All the opportunities that this cost me is hard to tell.
My life would have been broader if I listened to new things said.
But I was too busy coddling old ideas molding in my head.
As for friends and colleagues, I offended more than my share.
With an attitude that my ideas were the only ones that were fair.
So after 70 years there's just one thought I'd like to emphasize…
During your life learn to listen to others, oh please listen, and you'll become wise.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Follow Me
You’re hanging over a precipice,
looking down; you know you are going to fall.
At the last moment, a hand grasps yours.
A stranger whom you cannot see.
Slowly they haul you from your fate to be.
Their face you still cannot see,
but their words echo around you,
come on my brother follow me.
Foot holds come one at a time,
safety is now assured.
Slowly you move upwards,
one-step at a time along the way.
At the top the stranger is waiting,
his face blocked by the sun.
His voice is gentle and serine,
come on my brother follow me
You climb to your feet and follow,
as he begins to lead the way.
In his footsteps, you follow,
each and every day.
You learn things with every step.
You learn to have humility,
with everyone to you chance to meet,
a lesson well learnt and greet.
You still hear his words,
come on my brother follow me,
you still have a lot to learn,
and I have little time to teach thee.
You follow him through dangerous paths,
but no ill falls upon you.
You follow him until your dying day,
and into the next life to.
And, all the time his words,
they seem to follow you,
come on my brother follow me.
You walk where he walks,
and see what he sees,
and when its time to part,
his words are still with you,
come on my brother follow me.
poem by David Harris
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Poet's Heart
A poem is like a wild rose
Your ideas bloom into something as it grows
Some your ideas flow clear and beautiful like a song
And sometimes those thoughts turn into sadness about things that go wrong
But the most important things to remember is where those ideas start.
And that is from a Poet's Heart
poem by Frank Pulver
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Lifes A Dance
(allen shamblin/steve seskin)
When I was fourteen I was falling fast
For a blue eyed girl in my homeroom class
Trying to find the courage to ask her out
Was like trying to get oil from a waterspout
What she would have said I cant say
I never did ask and she moved away
But I learned something from my blue eyed girl
Sink or swim you gotta give it a whirl
Lifes a dance you learn as you go
Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
Dont worry about what you dont know
Lifes a dance you learn as you go
The longer I live the more I believe
You do have to give if you wanna recieve
Theres a time to listen, a time to talk
And you might have to crawl even after you walk
Had sure things blow up in my face
Seen the longshot, win the race
Been knocked down by the slamming door
Picked myself up and came back for more
Lifes a dance you learn as you go
Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
Dont worry about what you dont know
Lifes a dance you learn as you go
Lifes a dance you learn as you go
Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
Dont worry about what you dont know
Lifes a dance you learn as you go
Lifes a dance you learn as you go
Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
Dont worry about what you dont know
Lifes a dance you learn as you go
Lifes a dance
Lifes a dance
Lifes a dance
Take a chance on love
Lifes a dance
You learn as you go
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Ideas For Walls
So many things in my head, Ive always had them before
No reason to be upset, theyre just ideas for walls
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing, demanding that the nightlife be called the right life
Like putting paint on my feet & walking sideways in rows
My walls could be so complete, complete with patterns of toes
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing the left side, right side, which is the right side
Now-ideas
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
A little m for the mirror, a double u for the wall
To make things perfectly clear, a great big h in the hall
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing, demanding that the nightlife be called the right life
Is everybody confused? (no) Im making no sense at all
You want a room with a view you need ideas for walls
Now Im standing inside, outside, which is the right side
Im standing inside, outside, outside, right side
Inside, outside, which is the right side
Now -- ideas
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas
Theyre just ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
Ideas for walls
song performed by by Men Without Hats
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I Hear
(diana ross/stan scates)
What is this i hear
Falling softly in my ears
Quietly telling me to wipe away my tears
Yesterdays are gone
And love has cleared the way
No matter who you are
You can touch the stars
Life's interactions can make you smile
Just listen to the voice in your heart
The voice is near you, it's never too far
The voice is with you, where ever you are
It's closer than close, calling to your heart
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
The voice will never leave you
It lives deep down inside
It's calling you, asking you
To open up your heart
All things are achievable
Nothing is impossible
You can reach your highest high
You can make it if you try
Life's interactions can make you smile
Just listen to the voice in your heart
The voice is near you, it's never too far
The voice is with you, where ever you are
It's closer than close, calling to your heart
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
Follow where it leads you in the dark
The voice will guide your heart
The voice is always near
I hear the voice, i found the voice
From the mountains to the sea
The voice of love is calling me
Where ever you are, the voice is near you
It's never too far, the voice is with you
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Not Afraid
You born with double senses
Use it less cant pass life borders
Close your ears filter the noise
Open your eyes load this vision
Zip your mouth, speak with mind
Reveal your soul push spirit out
People can say you cant
In other words they said they just cant
But if u think u can, break word of cant
But If you choose 'Can't', you never 'can'
Cause you know what u can
Close your ears
Listen no noise
But your voice
Future is your choice
They make you feel low
They not stand high either
They love to see you feel low
Need you place them higher
Open your eyes
This life is your vision
Remember to remember
You are master in your life
No shadow shaped of others
Don't speak unless you brave
Or you prefer to show weakness
Don't only proud speak loud when fight
Talk with no mind is talking useless
Use all your senses, each priceless
Prove you are precious not worthless
Life is our mission
Be clear of your vision
Listen all your mind
follow your heart
You nothing less
Always precious
nothing to hide
Proud of self-pride
Choose who you wanna be
A shadow who follow your body
Or a body without soul and mind
Or mind with nasty fears of anything
Or mind with sanity and confidence
to carry a body every single move
So the shadow got something to follow
...Still working :)
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D ear readers,
I dont write this to make people be stubborn
i never write this to grow egoism in you readers..
I do, write this to remind you what you can
who you are, could be anything but precious,
Your identity is not artificial just special
so come out what you can bring dont shy
Break all rules of 'cant' if u try to get what you want
Fearless is not only for write but to real fight!
This write is more to about the senses
Your eyes love to capture beauty not ugly
Your ears hate bad sound not euphony
Your skin pleased to nice touch not pinch
Your tongue prefer tasty not trashy
but do we forget these senses more than that
The can see, listen, taste and feel deeper
It soul bring flavors, taste life brighter
Cause u never lower but great people!
Never late for new start; -)
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poem by Unwritten Soul
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Sonnet: Be wise
Just mind the present; future, God takes care;
Sometimes, we cannot bear ev'n today's yoke;
Most things in life are uncertain, unfair;
Why spoil your lungs by cigarette chain-smoke?
When foes are many and good friends are few;
A low profile is best to our vantage;
The Sky can't long maintain unfriendly hue;
Life is a battle, we must always wage.
Truth is one thing common to religions;
Love of mankind by God, they all depict;
Learn unity, amity from Pigeons; .
'Tis good man can’t his future own predict.
Why stress your mind and body premature?
A certain time, all things take in Nature.
poem by John Celes
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The Limitations Of The Body...
sometimes i forget that i have a body
it is only when i eat that i remember i have one
but most of the times
i am full and so i almost forget all about this body
i am feeding it with wrong things
ideas, more ideas,
i am covering it with mysteries that it cannot relate because
a body is just a body
earthly, mundane
clay,
stick, creepy
skin, hair
sunken eyes,
trembling hands
it is flesh, bones, cartilages,
and
nerves, and when all these nerves take revenge on me
i shall finally lose this body
which i welcome somehow
because i have not experienced it yet
fully
i live in the mind,
my castle is in my imagination,
and i eat nothing for the day
but words
and i drink nothing for the day but ink
and i touch nothing for the day
but keys
the body is forgotten and so are my chains,
my prisons, my
dark rooms,
my body, this fetter,
this
ball and chain that hold me
in hunger and pain and
thirst and
constant urination,
disturbing
defecation
sometimes i like to become nothing but air
so you cannot see me anymore so i can go places and be lost forever
because i am not this body,
and i do not want to be caught in here
a little longer.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Cult
From a culture you build
From a warped opinion you destroy
With words you hypnotize
Pretending something you're not
All shall follow with no mind of their own
Actions done as a group
In unity, in harmony.
With such evil intentions.
We must learn the art of prevention.
(For those who are not educated, are victims themselves.)
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Dont You Ever Learn?
Dont you ever listen?
Dont you ever learn?
The hand may find you
Its time to take a turn
You think this life is something strange
Youre ready for another change
But dont you ever learn?
Dont you ever listen?
Dont you ever learn?
The world is on fire
Your body doesnt burn
Kill yourself before receiving
Something out of all this breathing
Dont you ever learn?
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Albion’s Sage
The demon hath returned to claim the souls his fear hath laid to waste
He’s tasted blood and wants more. Opening up the doors to old routines
I find myself un-whole, un-clean in a state of disarray.
How is it things got this way I wondered
Whilst outside the world was weeping.
Still I keep on sleeping, keeping up with the promises that left unspoken,
I hear the voice of Albion’s sage upon the winds ever present whisperings.
Listen to the rustling of the leaves, follow the intuition that guides you unknowing
Learn to listen to your heart, for he speaks more sense than that of which the mind could
Understand – Let your soul and heart walk hand in hand
Take in the beauty of this land and know that it is not acts of grandeur that
Place us in favor of the God’s but the most honest of dreams.
poem by David Lacey
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Why Can't You Listen?
Why can't you listen?
Why can't you hear words from Me?
Why can't you sit and just be...
To listen.
Listen.
Why can't you listen?
Why can't you hear words from Me?
Why can't you sit and just be...
To listen.
Listen.
Why do you call Me?
Why do you say you're alone?
You wish for Me to appear.
And yet when I'M near.
Your closed ears wont hear Me!
Why do you pray to Me?
Master I Am of your World.
I'M with you there silently.
But you will not see...
Everything that is Me!
One I Am and only One!
Maker of your Moon, Stars and Sun.
All things on Earth that is there...
Is there if you ask,
But your faith does not last!
Why can't you listen?
Why can't you hear words from Me?
Why can't you sit and just be...
To listen.
Listen.
Why do you call Me?
Why do you say you're alone?
You wish for Me to appear.
And yet when I'M near.
Your closed ears wont hear.
A word.
Why can't you listen?
Why can't you hear words from Me?
Why can't you sit and just be...
To listen to Me.
Listen...
And let Me in!
'Father...
Clear my mind of these obstacles! '
I'M trying!
But you wish it 'your' way.
And not the way MY way is.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Eyes Of Mr D (Part 1)
They took the cotton gauze away
from his closed eyes.
“You can open them now Mr D.”
He opened his eyes to see hazy figures there,
black and grey images, and nothing more.
A gentle and kind voice, asked him what he saw.
“Hazy images>“He replied.
“It will be like that for a little while,
and then they will begin to clear.”
Each day his sight got better, the
haze began to clear.
Then the colour came,
and a rainbow spectrum appeared before his eyes,
of things he could never see.
A light shone through his life,
of things he had never known.
A new awakening
with images to fit the sounds.
His mind began to wonder
where his new eyes had come from.
They were not allowed to tell him,
who the donor was or anything about them.
Finally, he was released from hospital.
He went back to his flat
where he had to learn again,
where everything was now that he could see.
He smiled at the white walking stick.
He would keep it as a reminder
of how lucky he was.
Sitting in his chair in the sunshine,
as it came through the window.
Then it happened.
It was as if he were in a dream.
The images lost their colour.
He was in a place he had never seen before.
Hands reached out around the neck,
of a face he could not see.
It seemed as if
they were strangling the life out of someone there.
The body struggled and then went limp.
On the body, falling, the face was now revealed.
A young pretty face
distorted in the throes of death.
poem by David Harris
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