In America the majority raises formidable barriers around the liberty of opinion; within these barriers an author may write what he pleases, but woe to him if he goes beyond them.
quote by Alexis de Tocqueville
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In America the majority raises formidable barriers around the liberty of opinion within these barriers an author may write what he pleases, but woe to him if he goes beyond them.
quote by Aleksandr Isayevich Solzhenitsyn
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High built barries
Barriers built so high.
For noone to get around.
Noone will see.
This creature in distress.
Noone can see how much I hurt.
With barries built
A million feet high.
With a slight sigh.
Noone can reach me.
They cant get in my head.
Barriers so high.
For noone to get around.
Barries built in
Built all around me.
Barriers keep me safe.
No one can get in.
No one can take me.
With my barriers so high
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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But, yeah, as far as Asian Americans go, I hope they know they can look at me and see that they can do music on their own, within a band or just on their own, and not feel like there's any barriers. I've never felt any particular barriers myself, being who I am.
The world is changing and the physical barriers are down now. It's time for the emotional barriers to go down. And what better place to start than school?
quote by Laura San Giacomo
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Secrecy sets barriers between men, but at the same time offers the seductive temptation to break through the barriers by gossip or confession.
quote by Georg Simmel
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The Small Hours
(originally recorded by holocaust)
Look out at the darkness, and you will see
Just call my name and Ill be there
You cannot touch me, you would not dare
I am the chill thats in the air
And I try to get through to you, in my own special way
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day, a-ha
Dark rivers are flowing, back into the past
You are the fish for which I cast
And what of the future, what is to be
As the rivers flow into the sea
And I try to get through to you, in my own special way
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day
Do not take for granted, powers out there
Dont step into the demons lair
Time is an illusion, rising from time
Steep is the mountain which we climb
And I try to get through to you, in my own special way
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day
song performed by by Metallica
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Belong
If you know
You've always
Belonged to him,
How does it matter
If they say,
You cannot go to him?
Wherever he is
In this universe
Are you not
Already there
With him?
Belongingness is such
It breaks all barriers…
Or shall I go a bit further
And say, it's beyond all
Barriers…
If you belong to him,
Let alone death, even
God cannot separate
You from him.
Belongingness remains
The oneness remains…
Beyond age
Beyond time
Beyond birth
Beyond all sins
And virtues…
Beyond all earthly crime.
It's a heavenly
Feeling…
Beyond eternity…
Timeless, ethereal,
Spiritual…
So divine and sublime.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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I Am Not Here To Revisit Your Limits
I want it known...
I didn't appear here,
To be absent from view.
I want it known by you,
Everything I do...
Is to show you and prove,
I didn't come to revisit your limits.
Or restrict my wishes to live,
Within barriers you've picked.
I refuse to accept it.
Fear and the thought of threats with anguish,
Are not for me delicious treats to feed consistently...
On any basis you face with convincing conviction.
You are going to find a leaving that behind,
With me...
A done deal.
And this is not an appeal for your opinion.
I didn't come to revisit your limits.
Or restrict my wishes to live,
Within barriers you've picked.
I refuse to accept it.
Come on...
Debate with me later.
But I am sure in your mind,
Little time you will find for that.
Come on...
I am not here to revisit your limits.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dream of Me
Dream of me
In your nights, love
Dream of me
Even with open eyes, love
Dream of me
As if it were the last enchantment
The last miracle now
Dream of me
To carry me always
Inside the instant
And to never remain alone
Dream of me
As is it were the last enchantment
For you...
For me...
It is love that goes
Knocking on every heart
Making it come alive again and die...
It is love that goes
Breaking barriers
And it has
No race, no flags
No age
Dream of me
You who are my dream, love
Dream of me
As if I were your refuge
Dream of me
Beyond all distances and all limits
Live me each instant and still
Dream of me
In the transparency of the oceans
Of you imaginary journeys...
Dream of me
Every time that I cannot be
With you
Because
It is love that goes
Knocking on every heart
Making it come alive again and die...
It is love that goes
Breaking barriers
And it has
No race, no flags
No age
Dream of me
Love has no barriers
Dream of me
Love has no race
Dream of me
Love has no flags
Dream of me
Love has no age.
song performed by by Alessandro Safina, music by D. Nincheri, lyrics by D. Nincheri, translated by A. Grassi
Submitted by Simona Enache
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In Pursuit Of The Sonnet
I cannot write a sonnet; it's too hard
To put such barriers around my brain
And thus I find my efforts often marred
Although I rephrase again and again
I cannot write a sonnet though I try
Through day and night, through winter, into spring
And even though I have no reason why
A ten-syllable line my thoughts won't bring.
But now I wonder just what is so great
About this 'iambic pentameter'?
And am almost resigned that it's my fate
That from the sonnet form I should defer
Yet, having spent so long in search of one
T'would be a shame if it should not be done
poem by SarahJane Platt
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The Barrier
I had this barrier that kept us apart
I built this barrier to protect my heart
So much pain that it had saw
And in my memory banks did it store.
All the heartaches that it had been thru
Trying to get next to you.
These barriers have been compromised
And the pains refuse to subside.
What do I do without you by my side
Do I have the strength, should I continue to try.
What did I do, what did I say
That you turned and walked away.
Every time I hear your name
It brings back the memories and the pain.
You said that you would always love me
You’d always be true, but you left
And broke my heart in two.
So many roads I have traveled
So many mountains I did climb
So many tears I have shed
And still I do not find
The spirit that’s inside of me
Hiding in my soul
This is what they tell me
Which will make my life unfold.
So I take down these barriers
They no longer have any use that I see
In the hopes that my heart
will again be happy and free.
poem by Louis Rams
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For the Hillsborough Lost
On Hillsborough’s field this day they fell
Ninety six life extinguished in this shackled hell
Young and old, it did not matter
Families dreams this tragedy did shatter
Crushed against barriers of steel
For them those bells mourn and peal
Football lost its life that day
On this day by the thousands they pray
Mourning the loss twenty years on
The memories so horrific, will never be gone
A carpet of flowers on this field they lay
In total remembrance of this day
Still the mothers of the lost despondently cry
Asking why, getting no real reply
Barriers now rejected
Safety no more to be neglected
Liverpool will never forget
One football match, filled with regret
* You will never walk alone*
poem by Gordon D Wilkinson
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If Just For A Moment With You...
But of course you dream....as so do i,
'bout the way things ought to be,
'bout the barriers that stand between,
like negotiating a riptide,
on a white-capped sea
'til calmer seas prevail,
and, i take you.....from all that is grey.
And, If Just For A Moment...
i could wash away the sorrow,
of the bittersweet teardrops,
that warmed my lips
by the touch of your salted kiss.....,
And, if only i could turn salt to diamonds;
on bended knee, i 'd ask for your hand,
and, forever take you, from all that is grey.
And, If Just For A Moment...
all our dreams could bear life;
we would sail past the barriers,
that occlude our aspirations.
For, ther' be no barrier, wider, nor stronger,
than the pulse of my heartbeat..........for you.
And, together we would ride from the grey,
my love........into the blue;
if just for a moment.......,
a moment with you.
___________ F j R ___________
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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The Infant Kiss
Say good night-night
I tuck him in tight.
But things are not right.
What is this? an infant kiss
That sends my body tingling?
Ive never fallen for
A little boy before.
No control.
Just a kid and just at school.
Back home theyd call me dirty.
His little hand is on my heart.
Hes got me where it hurts me.
Knock, knock. whos there in this baby?
You know how to work me.
All my barriers are going.
Its starting to show.
Let go. let go. let go.
I cannot sit and let
Something happen Ill regret.
Ooh, he scares me!
Theres a man behind those eyes.
I catch him when Im bending.
Ooh, how he frightens me
When they whisper privately.
(dont let go!)
Windy-wailey blows me.
Words of caress on their lips
That speak of adult love.
I want to smack but I hold back.
I only want to touch.
But I must stay and find a way
To stop before it gets too much!
All my barriers are going.
Its starting to show.
Let go. let go. let go.
(dont let go!)
song performed by by Kate Bush
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I Write America (Revision)
I write America
in order to form a perfect union
assuming there is a union at all
and not just some Texas mama's boy
standing off to the side
watching it fall
for the strong
for the weak
and for those who refuse to speak
I hurt on their behalf
and for them
I write America.
I write America
the beautiful
conquered from sea to shining sea
known now only for the names
who 'discovered' it
Christopher Columbus and Amerigo Vespucci
who failed to realize
there were already people here
I always wondered
how you could discover something
that's already been discovered
for credit where credit is due
I write America.
I would continue to write America
but America responds only to threats
so instead I just watch America
I watch slices of the American Pie
devoured left and right
but all across the board
the skin tone in invariably white
I am the property of a nation
built on the countries it has conquered
and a heritage it will never own
until the day the American dream includes me
I just watch America.
poem by Harlequin Rose
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The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do just as one pleases.
quote by William Hazlitt
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America
(Francis Scott Key)
Oh, say, can you see
By the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed
At the twilight's last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
Through the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watched were so
Gallantly streaming?
America, America, America
America, America, America
And the rocket's red glare
The bombs bursting in air
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there
Oh, say, does that star
Spangled banner yet wave
Over the land of the free
And the home of the brave!
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America
ooohhh
song performed by by Lou Reed
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I often wonder whether Negroes like myself who are pretty well known help out at all in breaking down barriers.
quote by Nat King Cole
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Oh God, how do the world and heavens confine themselves, when our hearts tremble in their own barriers!
Let The Gift Flow
your potential
is brilliant,
realized is one
of your exceptional
poems, subtle changes
are a development
in technique tone;
remember
time rich patience
is frustrating
awaited sometimes
necessary,
added depths
will come naturally
if not forced
with experience,
which means
years of writing...
exceptional
cannot be learned,
exceptional
is, no time limit,
old young, talent
recognizes
no age barriers
poet greatest fan
be still patient,
let the gift flow;
write when you feel good,
exhausted writing
is ok when on a roll,
but tired ill bored drained
when starting produces
flat convoluted writing
instead write rolling thunder
write universal wonder
poem by Terence George Craddock
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