I believe much trouble and blood would be saved if we opened our hearts more. I will tell you in my way how the Indian sees things. The white man has more words to tell you how they look to him, but it does not require many words to speak the truth.
quote by Chief Joseph
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Words between words
Words between words
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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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Sonnet: Poetic Limits
Can words depict the true beauty of things?
Can words describe the truth of every scene?
Can words expound the hearts of all earthlings?
Can words decode the joy of things unseen?
Can words bring out the beauty of music?
Can words suffice to explain mysteries?
Can words repaint the beauty of a ‘pic’?
Can words spell out the taste of foods/berries?
And yet, the poet slogs with words and sounds;
With mastery and skills, unique, unknown;
And takes the reader’s hearts to divine grounds,
Or earthly terrains akin to their own.
Kudos to Bards! Who pen and sing supreme,
To create things felt/seen or in a dream.
9-21-2002
poem by John Celes
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Big Brother He Is Listening
His ears are ever vigilant be careful of what you do say
Big Brother he is listening from you he's never far away
Your words he may put a slant on and one word in the wrong place
Could see you in deep trouble the court you might have to face.
The Government allows free speech free to a point maybe
But when mere words can land you in trouble that does not seem free to me
And big brother is listening and he hears what he wants to hear
The best way of freedom curtailment is the weapon known as fear
And big brother he takes note every time you speak your mind
And if he sees something he does not like in trouble yourself you will find
He is the Government watchdog your words can see you in jail
Big brother is always watching you he even checks your mail.
Big brother he is listening even when your friends you phone
And even those who live on their own in truth are not alone
For big brother is with them though him they cannot see
He remains as invisible and few as treacherous as he.
poem by Francis Duggan
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It does not require many words to speak the truth.
quote by Chief Joseph
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I believe much trouble would be saved if we opened our hearts more.
quote by Chief Joseph
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I Know Your Heart…
From your poetry
I know your heart
Words that heal or
Tear things apart
Words from fear
Uncertainty, doubt
Poetic words that
Unite, block out
Words of love,
Reverence, hope
Tiny words or
Large in scope
Words wisely chosen
Words that cause pain
And damaged feelings
Over and over again
Next time your mouth opens
Check heart before you speak
For things always go better
When one withholds critique
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Red Letters
Red letters
Cut deep
Soothe the pain inside.
Red letters
Bold and loud
Scream silently.
Red letters
Secret and hidden
But a cry for help.
Red letters -
A way to deal with this pain.
As I cut these words into my skin
I remember seeing red words somewhere before
Then it hits me like a lightning bolt -
Words of Jesus are printed in red. Words of Christ in red.
Red letters
Real truth, piercing deep
Soothes my pain inside.
Red letters
Your passion, Your blood
Covers me.
Red letters
Hope and life
I cry, 'Fill me! '
Red letters -
You were pierced and bloody
So I wouldn't have to be.
'What can wash away my sin?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
What can make me whole again?
Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
Oh! precious is the flow that makes me white as snow!
No other fount I know -
Nothing but the blood of Jesus! '
Red letters... Nothing but the blood -
Red letters... Nothing but the blood of Jesus!
poem by Zoe MacRae
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Empty Words
we all speak our minds
rarely our hearts
forgetting the truth
to know what we want
our words are out
once they've been said
but some have no meaning
especially in our heads
the heart holds emotions
we wish not to share
but once they've been said
there will be pain to bare
we speak lies
that come from the mind
but when will we feel safe
to speak from the heart
we say what we don't feel
we feel what we wish we didn't
but either way we will learn
the mind has these empty words.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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(Angry Poem) Blood On The Floor
Mark My Words,
This Will Not End Good.
I Can Already See The Blood On Floor.
Spilt Everywhere.
All Because Of You.
All Because You Can Never Lose.
Always Right Never Wrong.
Just Walk Away Leave It Alone.
Its Like Trying To Talk To A Brick Wall.
There's Just No Way To Get Through To You.
Mark My Words,
This Will No End Good. I Can Already Blood On The Floor.
Must We Go Through This Once More.
The Stress Builds,
The Headache Becomes A Migraine.
Too Close To Just Losing It.
Becoming Completely Insane
Going On A Rampage.
I Just Can't Stop Now,
I Won't Stop Now.
Not Till The Place Is Burnt To The Ground.
Buried In Mounds Of Ash Lie's A Key chain Its All That Will Be Left Of You.
Please Oh Please Just Stop Enough Is Enough.
A Scream After Every Heartbeat.
No Reason,
No Logic Behind All This.
Just Swallow That God Damn Pride.
Or Just Go Kill Yourself,
Yes Oh Yes Beautiful Suicide.
This World Would Be So Much Of A Better Place.
Mark My Words,
This Will Not End Good.
I Can Already See The Blood On The Floor.
You Opened This Door.
Now Theirs No Going Back.
You Better Just Shut Up Now, Now, Now.
I Say Bow, Bow, Bow,
Beg For Mercy, Kiss My God Damn Feet.
For We Have Reach The Tipping Point.
Just Relax It Will Be Quick.
It Will Be A Great Ending To This.
Mark My Words,
This Will Not End Good.
I Can Already See The Blood On The Floor.
As The Anger In Me Soar.
Like An Eagle I'm Flying So High Right Now.
With Nothing But Pure Adrenaline
I'm Prepared To Rip You Heart Out With My Talons So Sharp.
Mark My Words,
This Will Not End Good.
I Can already See The Blood On The Floor.
Theirs Just So Much Blood On The Floor.
Just So God Damn Much Blood On The Floor.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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As We Speak
as we speak
our tounges flap
around our cheeks
as we sing thinking relating
hoping someone out there
understands the words we keep singing
I've done this so long
decipher these words
and come up with my own song
sing things my way
let these words flow
through this pen on this
paper they lay
Words are so powerfull and deep
but nothing comes across the same
as we speak
Saved
I was blinded by the devil,
Born already ruined,
Stone-cold dead
As I stepped out of the womb.
By his grace I have been touched,
By his word I have been healed,
By his hand Ive been delivered,
By his spirit Ive been sealed.
Ive been saved
By the blood of the lamb,
Saved
By the blood of the lamb,
Saved,
Saved,
And Im so glad.
Yes, Im so glad,
Im so glad,
So glad,
I want to thank you, lord,
I just want to thank you, lord,
Thank you, lord.
By his truth I can be upright,
By his strength I do endure,
By his power Ive been lifted,
In his love I am secure.
He bought me with a price,
Freed me from the pit,
Full of emptiness and wrath
And the fire that burns in it.
Ive been saved
By the blood of the lamb,
Saved
By the blood of the lamb,
Saved,
Saved,
And Im so glad.
Yes, Im so glad,
Im so glad,
So glad,
I want to thank you, lord,
I just want to thank you, lord,
Thank you, lord.
Nobody to rescue me,
Nobody would dare,
I was going down for the last time,
But by his mercy Ive been spared.
Not by works,
But by faith in him who called,
For so long Ive been hindered,
For so long Ive been stalled.
Ive been saved
By the blood of the lamb,
Saved
By the blood of the lamb,
Saved,
Saved,
And Im so glad.
Yes, Im so glad, Im so glad,
So glad, I want to thank you, lord,
I just want to thank you, lord,
Thank you, lord.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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My Song
Sometimes imaginary voices speak the truth
But I just can't speak
the way they do
I just can't speak
the words they do
If only the words inside my head
would come out right
I bet if they would they could change the world
I'm sure if they would they could change the world
As long as the words
I speak are wrong
I beg you to listen to my song
That's when my
voice becomes my own
This is my song
song performed by by Shoot High Aim Low from Shalplatte
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The Devil Man And The Humanity
The door of wisdom slightly opened is much better than the widely opened fake world's gate.
And I never imagine to survive happily there
Where things only can be seen with eyes Never can be touched with hands
Never can be felt by hearts
Because they are the deeds of devil man who is pictured out as a man
With his fake deeds some of us somehow may be convicted
Because of his deed's has fake brightness which our eyes will love to watch
He sings songs who's words can't be heard
But its music is so loud can make souls dance upon fires
Without being conscious what the meaning of song words are
They will be tempted with charm of devils crowd
While the devil man celebrates the glory of winnings
Upon dead bodies of innocence people devil man dances proudly somehow
But as well as our pities survive within our hearts
And we have the mercy of God's love inside hearts
Nothing can make us fall apart so far
We all are one
As long as we hold each other hand so tight
As long as we do love and care for our fellow men
The light of love will always glitter there white and bright for protecting all the humanity from devil man!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Words of Comfort
In my mind thoughts will flow, from The Truth I have come to know,
To words of light and encouragement, to the places I’ve been sent.
A comfort to all who do believe, and a light to all who are deceived,
God’s encouragement to a brother, while words of Truth to another.
Comforting words that I can say, to brighten a brother’s dismal day,
Words filled with hope and love, that point to our Savior, up above.
Words of Truth that only come, through The Spirit from God’s Son,
Who comes to dwell in our heart, from where words He does impart.
This to bring the lost to The Truth, through loving words not reproof,
So through our words men can see, The Loving Father of all Eternity,
Who came to die, to give us life, through His Only Son, Jesus Christ.
Who now lives, so that all men, through The Son can be Born Again.
Then receive The Spirit spoken of, when they accept His Son’s Love.
To be used upon this temporal earth, through the power of New Birth,
And the washing and regeneration, through His Blood unto Salvation.
Which only comes from God’s Son, the Lord and Savior of everyone.
You too will share the Living Word, speaking Truth until all have heard,
The saving Truth of God’s Salvation, Christ who came for every nation.
And then you will be a comfort too, to all who believe like me and you,
Speaking words of comfort friend, about life in Christ that has on end.
(Copyright ©06/2007)
Indoors
Today,
small things ask some uncomfortable
questions. I enter the eye of a wound.
Unscathed, will i obey the law
of believing; the round mirror?
It reflects the absolute truth?
Consolations,
they begin the attack in the valley
of thoughts; words, were hung
over the paper, spill the ink
like blood on the street.
Who will lift the corpse?
Words on the wings;
let them drop
like stones, like knives. The flesh is raw,
bones white a century is going to sing.
poem by Satish Verma
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Some Thing For Words
words
kiss on pages...
words kill
on lips...
words
hang with mind...
words
spread with a love...
all about words...
only speak at
bad..with good...
god words are
good......
devil words are
bad...
are
some thing...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Words say so much
Words are everywhere you look
in the paper and in the book
we all use them when we speak
in languages like French and Greek.
A baby uses them to speak to it's Mum
that's why she knows it wants talc on it's bum
but teenagers say words we don't understand
and singers sing them like Elvis and Streisand.
People lose their temper and shout and cuss
like when they stub a toe or miss a bus
that's when swear words can be heard
words you won't find in the Times crossword.
Someone who's drunk will talk in a strange way
these words can be heard in pubs on a Saturday
there's short words, and some which are long,
and some words that are nearly always spelt wong.
But that's enough words for now I'll put down my pen,
it's the end, over, ceased, finished, stopped, AMEN.
poem by Kevin Halls
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To an uncaring public
I speak this truth
With wasted words
But you are uniformed
Speaking words of hate
One nation, divided
And justice is deception
Unity is merely a word
Making hypocrisy visible
A twenty second prayer
To bombs, bullets, and blood
We pledge our allegiance
We pledge our allegiance
To bombs, bullets and blood
A twenty second prayer
Making hypocrisy visible
Unity is merely a word
And justice is deception
One nation, divided
Speaking words of hate
But you are uniformed
With wasted words
I speak this truth
To an uncaring public
poem by Chanyn Fuller
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Words To Me Mean
words are just word that mean nothing at all as my heart turns cold i can no longer say i care at all to you that may be wrong but to me words are just words that mean nothing at all but to others they are so much more they are words of felling words of hate and joy and worst of all words of hurt but words are just words i could care less at all with words of love, joy, and laughter you can no longer get me down words are just words that no longer hurt at all so no longer let them take charge words are just words of many words of few may cause trouble or cause joy my heart turns cold at the sight of your hate and rejoice with joy at the sight of happiness so you see words are just words that i can no longer take at all
poem by Kimberly Whittenburg
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Jessica The Racist Beauty Model
You speak words
Words that pun a knife on the heart
You speak words
Words that destroy unity
You speak words
Words that kill the black generation
I sit and wonder
How proud your ancestors will be of you
that you have once again
Reflected the true hate that boils
In the blood veins of your family
But how cruel,
Because you re-declare a war
That you already defeated already
How disgusting of you
Travelling the world
With pride that you represent
The rainbow nation
But then you intimidate your country
And insult your publicity
All with just a single word
That signify racism to black african generation
And today
You have demoted your dignity
You have failed you success
And you shall never ever in my heart
Be a proud South African
And never will give you the respect you deserve
I know you do not care,
But just like you!
In that way I opt to make my ancestore very happy,
You failed
Yes! You failed South Africa
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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