Among my most prized possessions are the words that I have never spoken.
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Among my most prized possessions are words that I have never spoken.
quote by Orson Scott Card
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Soshana
i have spoken my lines
that is what i am told to do
and you have spoken your lines too
and that is what they are telling you to do
you cannot be my comfort
distance are not arms and distance is cold like ice
your words are mere words like faces without names
i have spoken and you have spoken
now i am going back to sleep
it is done.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Studying New Maneuvers
Where is your prized horse?
The one that leads the pack,
Whenever I am on the track...
Just to practice.
Where is your prized horse?
The one you let loose to run the course.
To distract with an attraction,
To have me viewed by the others...
As the one to beat.
After you believe,
The releasing of your prized horse...
Should first be the one to wear me down.
Where is your prized horse?
The one that leads the pack,
Whenever I am on the track...
Just to practice.
Or have you come alone to take notes.
Get chummy and share a few jokes.
Believing I have an ego,
Unaware of every detail of my doing.
Where is your prized horse?
Studying new maneuvers,
To undo what comes natural to me?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I am beginning to have a healthy dread of possessions, be it of a country, a house, a being or even an idea. If we are bothered by possessions we cannot really live either from without or from within; we are the possession of our possessions. All wars and most loves come from the possessive instinct. Why grab possessions like thieves, or divide them like socialists when you can ignore them like wise men: that you may belong to everything and everything be yours inclusive of yourself. Could we, and we can, have the vital necessities for all, we should do away with this cry of class and begin to differentiate between individuals.
quote by Natalie Clifford Barney
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You on Facebook
Subdued thoughts are out in open.
Unspoken words are suddenly spoken.
Free flow of feelings carries shades of emotions.
It seems a display of all pride possessions!
Didn't you say that you were on Facebook?
While I look for you, I reveal your new look.
In the marketing world, I see an egoistic human,
Brings out all that he has, to buy attention!
poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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Whispers Spoken In Breezes
why does sage sit alone within high mountain ranges
listening to whispers spoken in breezes upon journey winds
why does sage listen to words spoken by insects birds
listen to words spoken over centuries time by mountains
why is it that you grasshopper listen intent with thin legs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Working on the value of words
Working on the value of words
~
some words require more
more than being spoken
written, read or listened to
some words need feeling
given their own soul
a touch of emotion
some words fall easily
across the page
or off the tongue
like a catchphrase
meaning almost nothing
words without value
spoken to be heard
said and not listened to
or written and missed
all without feeling
give words emotion
soul, fire and life
give words value
work the next line
poem by Matthew Holloway
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The Power Of Denial
“I pledge allegiance to the flag”
“My country right or wrong”
“Novus Ordo seclorum”
“E Pluribus Unam”
“Love it or leave it”
“Uncle Sam needs you”
“Support the troops”
“Victory at any price”
“Spreading democracy”
“Winning the peace”
“New World Order”
“Obey and serve”
“Semper Fi”
“Fox News”
“Neo-Con”
“24”
Buzz words elicit patriotism
Words spoken to mesmerize
Words to combat other isms
Words meant to hypnotize
Words that put World on trial
Words spoken in denial…
WAKE UP AMERIKA!
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Protected Next
Protected next without exception,
Will be the respect given and shown...
To established friendships.
And the avoidance to neglect,
Relatives and those connected relationships.
Protected next without exception,
Comes to us a standard to prioritize...
Health and happiness.
To realize as our most prized possessions.
And begin to assess our lives as blessings given.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Conditioned That Money Should Be Prized
When people are conditioned,
That money should be prized...
Of course their own lives,
Are going to be worthless to them.
With the use of color of their skins,
Light in complexion or dark as night...
Their minds with insights may be encased in,
The mentalities fed are to use this as a weapon,
To defend or ignite one's bigoted and racist appetite.
When people are conditioned,
That money should be prized.
When people are conditioned,
That money should be prized...
Of course there will be deceit.
Of course there will be told lies.
And those who champion the marketing of images,
Aren't going to consciously reflect true beauty...
As it should be.
Beauty will be selective.
And chosen as a commodity.
To sell to those impressed,
And depress with suppression...
Those weakened through enforcing a belief!
When people are conditioned,
That money should be prized...
Of course there will be deceit.
Of course there will be told lies.
When people are conditioned,
That money should be prized...
Of course their own lives,
Are going to be worthless to them.
Of course they are going to feel subservient,
From birth until their lives end!
When people are conditioned,
That money should be prized...
Those who get and hoard it best,
Will have others believe...
Their minds are at rest!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unspoken Words
In the deepest of your mind
Resides words that have never been spoken
Never been writen and never been whispered.
They are kept in the dark,
You hide them,
But they know what you think.
They watch your movements.
They will never come out:
Not for love and not for hatered,
You may wonder why they will never come out
Well, keep on wondering
Maybe
If spoken can heal the broken hearts,
Who knows.......
Maybe
If spoken can split the bond between love and care
You will leave and walk with them.
But unspoken forever they will remain.
poem by Moffat Mbuzi
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Three Little Words
Three words are spoken,
And then forgotten.
Three little words I wish to say,
But hold back the unknown.
My head is dizzy,
My eyes are blurry.
All I think about are,
Those three little words.
For now I will hide,
Those three little words.
Hoping one day,
I can tell him freely.
But those three little words,
Are ‘I love you.’
poem by Mariah Simpson
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Words spoken
Words are spoken from the depth of the soul
Sometimes these words can be so cold
Like rotten cheese turning to mold
They come from a soul that we have sold
Sometimes we sound really bold
When kind words are never told
With nothing good to say
To make someone`s day
All we do is speak words that scold
So much so our soul grows old
Speaking from emotions uncontrolled
Breaking someone`s heart
That was once made of gold
So as we grow old
May you be foretold
Don`t leave a kind word untold
For a word is spoken from the depth of our soul
poem by Joseph Whelan
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The Words Still Unspoken
there are words that need not be spoken
like you telling me that i care for you
for how would you know what i feel for you?
it would be too self-assuming
for you to say that i really care for you
what if i do not? what if what i do is nothing but
an obligation of one human being to another?
what if it is not love at all as you would want to impress
me with it? what if it is just a projection of yourself?
you loving me and me not knowing it
me not believing it, simply because you are also afraid
to love since i may not return that love with its face value,
there are words that need not be spoken
matters of the heart, presumptions that good deeds
are shadows of hidden desires, vested interests,
blessing in disguise, wolves in sheep skins
in love my friend, you just don't make assumptions
at the end, you may regret it, for despite my emptiness
my ugliness, and my loneliness, i also know how to choose.
it is something that i have never spoken
but if i speak it all, it will only be to you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Words That Need Not Be Spoken
There are words that need not be spoken
like you telling me that i care for you
for how would you know what i feel for you?
it would be too self-assuming
for you to say that i really care for you
what if i do not? what if what i do is nothing but
an obligation of one human being to another?
what if it is not love at all as you would want to impress
me with it? what if it is just a projection of yourself?
you loving me and me not knowing it
me not believing it, simply because you are also afraid
to love since i may not return that love with its face value,
there are words that need not be spoken
matters of the heart, presumptions that good deeds
are shadows of hidden desires, vested interests,
blessing in disguise, wolves in sheep skins
in love my friend, you just don't make assumptions
at the end, you may regret it, for despite my emptiness
my ugliness, and my loneliness, i also know how to choose.
it is something that i have never spoken
but if i speak it all, it will only be to you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Words between words
Words between words
~
I try and say most things subtle
To slip words between words
In the hope you will read and hear
Sometimes I speak with blunt honesty
Sometimes wish I just didn’t speak
Sketching in secret characters
Telling stories built on fantasy
When a subtle look reveals
The obvious biography
Those words between words
What I write, what I speak
I understand words more than people
Words always seem easy
We all have things we wish to say
Some are said, others kept
All that is written then spoken
Are words between words
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Words
How often do words get in the way,
And not express things we want to say?
Once spoken, words can't be reclaimed
So be careful where they're aimed.
Words can be fired like a gun;
Their poor aim can wound anyone.
Words can seed love as well as kill it.
They can drain a heart empty… or fill it.
All too often words are said
With no thought of their impact ahead.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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A Quiet Voice
When soothing words are spoken,
we listen a great deal more.
When angry words are spoken,
we tend to want to ignore.
A quiet voice is more often heard
than one that shouts a lot.
A quiet voice is one of reason
than the one that is brash.
Quiet voices are the ones
we associate with lovers,
while the shouters are the fighters
or so they think themselves.
3 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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Made To Be Broken
Never had to tell a lie
Never had to say goodbye
It was only you and i
Then
Memories will have to do
They will take the place of you
Cant you tell me what is true
When
Words are lies the day theyre spoken
Loves a lifetimes only token
Words are lies the day theyre spoken
Promises are made to be broken
Life is always compromise
Ties that bind are a bind that ties
All I had was your two eyes
Then
Never had to tell a lie
Never had to say goodbye
It was only you and i
Then
Words are lies the day theyre spoken
Loves a lifetimes only token
Words are lies the day theyre spoken
Promises are made to be broken
Theyre made to be broken
song performed by by Information Society
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Whatever Was Spoken Was Already Spoken
whatever was spoken was already spoken
and in my state today, the words are no longer
retrievable, the car hears them through its mirror ears
and i know it understands every word.
it is silent and then it speeds away ashamed of its beginnings.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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