It was a love of the air and sky and flying, the lure of adventure, the appreciation of beauty. It lay beyond the descriptive words of men-where immortality is touched through danger, where life meets death on equal plane where man is more than man, and existence both supreme and valueless at the same time.
quote by Charles Lindbergh
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A Fresh Endeavour
So now I've taken leave of life,
I thought you'd like to know, I still
Possess a mind in love, oh wife;
A soulful eye to catch a show of
Silent beauty – ever yours;
An ear to pick the metaphors
Of tonal dance in words you say,
Grasp a thought in verse you pray
Inside your head, bemused of mind,
Softly mournful, intertwined with
Understanding tears.
I'll drift a whisper o'er to you
To tell that I am quietly calm;
Keeping time till your adieu
To flesh, upon the carol of a
Psalm of consummation. Now!
A fresh endeavour – we're forever
One together, resting yonder,
Cross our open plane of blue.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Aurobindo 38-Savitri-Book -2
An appreciation on Savitri
Book II The Book of the Traveller of the Worlds
Canto VI The Kingdoms and Godheads of the Greater Life
Words within inverted commas are Aurobindo's
'Insignificant her means, infinite her work; '
'A timeless mystery works out in Time.'
A world she made touched by truth's fleeing hem,
A world cast into a dream of what it seeks,
An icon of truth, a conscious mystery's shape.'
Closed eyes open well in a heart of desires..
Than a godly figure what could savve the needy 'I'..
'It dared to trust the dream-mind and the soul.'
'It seized in imagination and confined
A painted bird of paradise in a cage. '
'It can feel the Silence that absolves the soul;
It feels a saviour touch, a ray divine:
Beauty and good and truth its godheads are.'
'It has kinship with the demon and the god.'
'It hungers for heights, it passions for the supreme'
Supremacy to reach the supreme for the supreme bliss..
'A child of heaven who never saw his home,
Its impetus meets the eternal at a point: '
'Opposed, oppressed she bears God's urge to be born: '
'When most unseen, most mightily she works; '
'Housed in the atom, buried in the clod,
Her quick creative passion cannot cease.'
Time-born, she hides her immortality; '
Mysterious creation, mysterious nature..
'In death, her bed, she waits the hour to rise.'
'Then, for her rebel waking's punishment
Given only hard mechanic Circumstance
As the enginery of her magic craft,
She fashions godlike marvels out of mud; '
Only godlike...as only the godliness is felt...
............My consciousness this moment,
O'Guru, I'm in awe....in invincible heights
Ineffable Thee embellishing poetic creation
My inquisitive apprehension, erring Thee may opine
May thereso, let Savitri in my self arise
Aroused thereso be knowledge and fortune
poem by Indira Renganathan
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There's More To Me Than Meets The Eye
There's more to me than meets the eye
Look closely, I too also cry
There's more to me than meets the eye
I swear to God and that's no lie
There's more to me than meets the eye
Get a chance to know me then decide
There's more to me than meets the eye
What the eyes percieves isn't always right
There's more to me than meets the eye
I'll be that guy on whom you can always rely
There's more to me than meets the eye
I still believe in love, happiness and rainbows in the sky
There's more to me than meets the eye
Behind all this, I'm a shy guy
There's more to me than meets the eye
Give me a chance to be a part of your life
There's more to me than meets the eye
I'll give you my heart, in which you'll reside
There's more to me than meets the eye
I look into yours and feel alive
There's more to me than meets the eye
Reminicing on the first time we met, and those cheesy lines. To my face it brings a smile.
There's more to me than meets the eyes
Without you in my life I'd rather die
There's more to me than meets the eye
Now that I've told you, do you believe in us.
poem by Kgagamatso Chimelwane
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Poems On Life
Life is given to us,
we earn it by giving it.
Let the dead have the immortality of fame,
but the living the immortality of love.
Life's errors cry for the merciful beauty
that can modulate their isolation into a
harmony with the whole.
Life, like a child, laughs,
shaking its rattle of death as it runs.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Who Was The Guilty One?
One was never the one
guilty guilty...
of not loving
other partner enough.
You were meant
to be with me...
eternally but your not.
Therefore
committed you were not...
equal to
a great love
or supreme sacrifices...
needed.
Were you too afraid
to commit to love...
in a gross material age
where everything
is sold at...
market price?
Does your job status
justify justify...
your menial existence?
Or is your life
still meaningful...
with status but no love?
Or is your life
still meaningless...
with status but no love?
One life in the material
where status reigns supreme.
One life in the ephemeral
walking back beyond between.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Essence of Love I
The youth isn’t timeless,
The beauty is certainly exhausted at the significant time,
The light of the passionate eyes
Will certainly fade away;
Than for which I do proud for love.
O the blind lover,
Learn the truth,
And learn the love.
The love doesn’t concern with moralistic qualities.
The love comes from heaven
And love is cherished, nourished, and fulfilled by heaven;
And this love meets its ends in heaven,
The ultimate happiness of human mortal souls.
When the eyes fell in the passionate glimpses of eyes,
Those eyes find the heaven on it,
Not the mortal beauty of glimpsing.
As the beauty attracts
Nor for the mortal one
But for the heaven which can be found in the soul.
This is love which confines in truth,
The truth of heaven
And the truth of immortality.
All will be decayed by time but love will exist,
All will be vanished by time but love will exist,
All will be exhausted by time but love will exist.
Love, love and only love
And the soul which deserves love
Gets the immortality
And never perishes by time.
This is the fact
The fact of life
And the fact of love.
It is the truth of love,
It is the secret of love,
And it is the worth of love.
As thy soul love,
Learn the haven will come
To make the mingle of heart,
The mingle which creates heaven
Is the sanctified love.
The Heaven is here in the love of heart
The surround in the earthen earth
Where love does prevail
Heaven is firmly perceived there.
poem by Md. Moniruzzaman
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Dangerous Life
My danger is imminent, at long life
My danger is penetrating the soul.
It is an exactly harmonious death,
Upon the time I was dead,
Like a spread has turned into solid contentment.
My muddiness in these waters
Brings shame to my boots, the shoes of death.
I love a little danger when anger upsets
Us, and when it conceals the danger of death.
Opening an action is like deathly awakening,
The theatre of war is upon us all, when we commit deeds
To our name.
poem by Naveed Akram
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An Adventure
what would i choose for
this adventure?
a boat ride? a cruise?
a jet plane for instant arrivals?
what will i do there anyway
except to loaf
and take a view of the parks
and paths
on my feet for an adventure
please do not think
about death
we have so much of it already
on daily doses
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life Is An Adventure In Writing Words
Life is an adventure in writing words
It is going out alone and finding them
Beyond where the ordinary mind and life is
It is seeking them in difficult and strange places
And discovering the most complex and beautiful of them-
Life is an adventure in writing words
Sometimes simple
Sometimes with the words themselves forgotten
As thoughts pursued through them-
The adventure goes on
My mind goes on
My life goes on
Words go on
On and on and on and on
Until we stop.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Xavier
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
This is my gift you.
Don't worry, I wanted to.
No appreciation is ever needed.
I'm just not that conceded.
In fact I'm a ghost.
I was never even here.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
A love for all so strong.
A free spirit.
Is that so wrong?
Life is but full of times when you will be walked upon.
I say so what?
I'm doing what feels right.
Let us hope I don't get burned tonight.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
So many screams.
How could one ever reach them all.
It's like a million calls.
Answering with this is 911 what is your emergency.
An every time you know their will be another one.
When beating upon a dead horse does it move?
Sometimes you do have too pick and choose.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Triage on the battle field.
One wound so serious and then the next.
It goes straight in the heart.
A dagger forever piercing.
The pain of repetition.
Knowing no matter what you just cant save them all.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
For the goodness of my soul.
For the redemption from my lord.
For a better world.
So many reason.
But I don't need a excuse.
A life must never be abused.
We can not take it for granted.
For a second one will not be given.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Tell me now is this common behavior?
A physiological analyzation.
The words and thoughts of memorization.
We can't all be your hero.
But this time just let it be me.
Let it be me.
A call to destiny.
A play upon both the heaven and earth.
A wish to remove a curse.
With all my desire burns a fire.
It can't be just put out.
It has been burning for way too long.
A life in which I belong.
Thoughts that become a continuation of a song.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Stranger in danger.
Let me be savior.
Let me be your Xavier.
Please just let me be your savior.
You ask of my name?
And I say, It's Xavier.
It's Xavier.
It's Xavier.
It's Xavier.
My Name Is Xavier.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Birth of death
Birth of death
(Stream of consciousness poetry)
This is a well thinking thought
How to control
A robot
Before inventing,
How do you cherish
The success of poetry
Before composing,
This is a well thinking thought
Of the immortality
To give the meaning
The state of being
As the creator
Can not create
The enemy of
Immortality,
Which He Himself is,
Death
Is the success
Of the game plan
Before the game
Was invented
But loophole lies
The immortality
Does not have life.
What's the pleasure
Of being an entity
Of immortality
Without taste
Of life and death!
(He Himself knows)
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The Mother of Beauty and Love
Through thine heart, and times portal,
Thine give me truth and love immortal
No love, if there is love, is like thee
Sometimes I ponder if love is what thou be?
Or if love we did know before was just a charade
A propriety, a clandestine façade
To satiate sinister lust
That infects us…
For when thy walk, thou dance to me
And when thou talk, thou words paint
In my sweet soul of loves immortality
The contours of thy body which hide in my souls eye
thine beauty, mine sadness… should thy beauty die
And thy beauteous soul leave like an autumn tree
All its beauty for my heart to see…
I write this poem to immortality
the mother of love of beauty!
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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0313 Every poem's an adventure
Reader, if it’s the first time that you hit
this site, stretching out like a landscape
as far as the mind may reach – just, we ask,
remember –
every poem’s an adventure;
- not, perhaps, for you, scrolling fast in case there’s
something better round the corner -
but for these writers – Frost-sparkling, or first-born …
tune in if you must, to those
discerning poet-critics, poet-teachers, with
their ‘one of his least successful’…
‘in this early work, she has not as yet…’
‘marks the slow falling-away of the early promise…’
those distant, serious, inconsequential voices like
twirling a radio dial across the stations –
but remember –
every poem’s an adventure;
all we here, know so well, that
one day we set down what there was to say
and then, we realise - without a shape to it...;
another day, some passing angel touches it
and like some shake of the kaleidoscope,
there it is in perfect form,
touched with immortality…
we – we’re not fooled; they’re failures in some degree, never
quite what we hoped of them;
but we don’t delet them, for
they’re our children, and we love them;
we’ve learned from bearing, rearing, shaping them;
and when they leave home and roam around the world,
someone may love a part or all of them…
they’re here because, even if they’re
‘hackneyed, trite, unambitious, banal’
to those that shit in judgement on your work…yet
every poem’s an adventure.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Alisa
This is your poem my love,
So you can tell everybody about it;
For i am deeply in love.
My doorway meets the rising sun and,
The east wind will meet you my love;
For you are the one for me in this life.
Upon you i will deserve my love than others,
For your love is sweeter than others!
And you are very innocent as a new born baby.
A woman who is delicate as an egg will,
Melt away so easily when touched with love;
And Alisa my only love,
You are the type around me in this life.
Upon you i will build my love's Castle,
For my doorway meets the rising sun;
And i will do anything to make you glad always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Who Are You I Dream Of?
I dream of you again.
Surprises with such a twist.
When push comes to shove.
Where do you stand?
On the receiving end.
It all blends in.
Like the hollow existence it is.
Yet I feel the love from all directions.
Its an an infection, just give me another injection.
I rather feel nothing then a confusing pain without a face or name.
Its the remembrance of the alternate plane.
Then why is it so hard to explain.
My mind fumbles and bubbles over the right word.
Its just not yet there.
A descriptive verse hovers in the air.
Not real but not fake.
Impossibilities are at stake.
All because I dream of you.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Flying
Forever is ending
But you see a deer
Love isn't bending
It's gone with the beer
And I know that I am feeling better
Mary wants to love me so I'll let her
Chains and the irons
Have fallen off of me
I am much much lighter
Everyone can see
And I know that I am feeling better
Suzi wants to love me so I'll let her
I'm flying
I'm flying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
Ain't lying
No crying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
Singing so loudly
I'm drowning out the birds
Singing nothing special
Just any happy words
And I know that I'm feeling better
Sally wants to love me so I'll let her
I'm flying
I'm flying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
Ain't lying
No crying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
I'm gliding
I'm soaring
I'm riding
I'm sweeping
I'm flying high
I'm flying
And I know that I am feeling better
Mary wants to love me so I'll let her
I'm flying
I'm flying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
Ain't lying
No crying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
I'm flying
I'm flying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
Ain't lying
No crying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
I'm flying
I'm flying
Look at me
I'm flying
I'm flying higher than ever before
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Beauty is
The beauty beheld is alive.
Beauty hiding is of the soul.
Beauty freed is love.
Beauty seen is beauty in control.
Beauty is the passion of the heart.
Beauty causes order divine.
Beauty is seen in all the great.
Beauty is the lure of nature's design.
poem by Josh Alfred
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The Beauty Of A Poem
The beauty of a poem
The beauty of music
The beauty of light
The beauty of life
The beauty which makes us want to live life more
The beauty which pains us inside
The beauty in longing.
The beauty we come upon by surprise
The beauty of the day and the beauty of the night
The beauty we all have inside us
The beauty we can see and feel and never explain
The beauty that lifts us up
The beauty that makes us want to live more
The beauty that makes us reach out to God
The beauty we want to thank God for
The beauty of lilacs
The beauty of autumn leaves
The beauty of the people we love
The beauty that pervades life
The beauty that turns away from us
And will not let us be a part of it
The beauty we hold on to fragilely
As a driven leaf
The beauty the beauty the beauty
Oh life oh God of goodness oh death
The beauty we can never see
And the Beauty within us all
Oh God
The Beauty in us and Beyond us all.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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You have touched my heart...
When I met you first
I know you are made for me
Your charming personality won me
From that day you are in my heart
My heart is filled with full of love
and want to fall in your arms
When I think of you
wonderful feelings run through my heart
You have touched my heart with your gentle words
You have touched my heart with your soul
You have touched my life with gentleness
and filled with full of love
I feel your beauty in my heart
I feel you are with me every moment
and I can not find anyone else
I need you now because you have touched
my heart
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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You have touched my heart...
When I met you first
I know you are made for me
Your charming personality won me
From that day you are in my heart
My heart is filled with full of love
and want to fall in your arms
When I think of you
wonderful feelings run through my heart
You have touched my heart with your gentle words
You have touched my heart with your soul
You have touched my life with gentleness
and filled with full of love
I feel your beauty in my heart
I feel you are with me every moment
and I can not find anyone else
I need you now because you have touched
my heart
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
poem by suchul Jin
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