Worldly faces never look so worldly as at a funeral. They have the same effect of grating incongruity as the sound of a coarse voice breaking the solemn silence of night.
quote by George Eliot
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The Sound Of Silence....
it speaks no words,
yet they fall on the soul..
quietly falls on the heart so heavy,
pain wrapped, the words of silence....
filth and grime,
pure and honest,
the words do a medley of sorts,
ever felt the sound of silence..
the world pulls down,
the dust seems sticking,
tears entrapped in the soul,
commotion in the worldly shows.
what's life? regret, remorse..
the dull light always burning,
resonating from inside,
try listening, the sound of silence...
the voice screams,
it brings the truth,
momentarily, the pain halts,
with the tasting of the salt.
ironical the world is,
contradiction filled...
sounds stupid, but true,
the sound of silence...
befriend silence,
redemption u find...
the lost answers,
u will find.
sound, so enthralling,
sound, so enigmatic..
yet so healing, , ,
the sound of silence..
poem by Nupur Singhal
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Where Sin Multiplies
In my life
I haven't seen
Such a thing
Could be so much
Cunning!
They came in
To teach me
To be unworldly
But secretly
They were too much worldly.
If to be worldly
Is a sin
It is never more than a lie
I wish not to do sin in multiple
Here the preachers of the unworldly
Do sins in double.
Flexing my muscle
I declare
In front of them
‘'I am too much worldly.''
Being an unworldly
If I get immortality
And the end of both
If is not the death
Then I would renounce the world
And embraces the unworldly.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Nothing is sadder than having worldly standards without worldly means.
quote by Van Wyck Brooks
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I was trying to be very at ease in this arrogant person, and very worldly, but something human came into the part. I hate to say that. I wanted to be totally worldly.
quote by Leslie Caron
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Be wisely worldly, be not worldly wise.
quote by Francis Quarles
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Be wisely worldly, but not worldly wise.
quote by Francis Quarles
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Catch 22
If I seem nervous will you show me what to do
And does the world deserve us, application rushing through
A long time coming, yes it's been a long time coming
And my loving you is a place where I surrender
In my heart it's not hard to do
And all my worldly goods I give to you
We close our eyes and chase away the sorry things
You make it easy for me life is but a dream
Cried on your shoulder
Dove into the great blue yonder
And my loving you is a place where I surrender
Touch my heart, it's not hard to do
And all my worldly goods I give to you
Loving you, is a place where I surrender
In my heart
No catch twenty-two
And all my worldly goods I give to you
No misdemeanor, theres a ring upon my finger
And my loving you is a place where I surrender
In my heart
It's not hard to do
And all my worldly goods I give to you
Loving you, is a place where I surrender
Touch my heart
No catch 22
And all my worldly goods I give to you
Loving you is a place where I surrender
In my heart
It's not hard to do
And all my worldly goods I give to you.
song performed by by Erasure
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The energy of sleep is the dream with everything that exists, with everything that does not exist. He traverses the experiences of the subconscious from all worldly and non-worldly directions.
Camelia Oprița in The word opens the human mind - Saint Nicholas Publishing House
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Preach one and do opposite
Kill the ego, denounce the comfort,
and detach yourself from the worldly.
It is the Vedic principle.
Hone the ego, rope the comfort,
and command as much worldly.
It is its preacher’s life style.
25.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Of all the worldly passions, lust is the most intense. All other worldly passions seem to follow in its train.
Silence
I got a feeling
Everything's gonna be alright
And I still find my way
And I heard
It's always darkest before the storm
So come on let it rain
Everything was different when I was seventeen
The world was so much brighter
Now I finally found the truth
Of what they hid for me
That world was so much kinder
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Is what it is
By my own choice
I believe
That we were meant to learn from our mistakes
And stumble along the way
Now I know
That people are gonna grap what they can take
Then just turn away
Everybody's searching
But no one really knows the truth
The world is upside down
What it's all about right now
Will soon turn to gray
Their promises have faded
Silence
Silence
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Is what it is
By my own choice
All my little merry friends
Have turned their backs on me
Excuse me if I'm jaded
I'm so tired of people telling me
How it should be
Their promises have faded
Silence
Silence
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Don't hear a sound
But my own voice
Silence
Is what it is
By my own choice
Silence
song performed by by Tiffany
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For Silence
I wish to be an amaranth
amidst a place
of enveloped silence, of awkwardness.
How can silence sound
deafening, or consume
one's spirit, leaving the body
weary, futile?
For silence is minute by minute serenity,
a moment of soul searching,
of pacifying temporal desires and
dreams cleansed of worldly attachments.
For silence can be nothingness
amalgamated with truth.
For silence can be stupidity,
dullness, inactivity
transfigured wisdom.
Amidst a place of enveloped silence,
of awkwardness,
i can be an amaranth,
a topaz,
a princess.
poem by Candice Bacolod
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Fly Into The Sun
I would not run from the holocaust
I would not run from the bomb
Id welcome the chance to meet my maker
And fly into the sun
Fly into the sun
Fly into the sun
Id break up into million pieces
And fly into the sun
I would not run from the blazing light
I would not run from its rain
Id see it as an end to misery
As an end to worldly pain
An end to worldly pain
An end to worldly pain
Id shine by the light of the unknown moment
To end this worldly pain
And fly into the sun
Fly into the sun
Id shine by the light of the unknown moment
And fly into the sun
The earth is weeping, the sky is shaking
The stars split to their core
And every proton and unnamed neutron
Is fusing in my bones
And an unnamed mammal is darkly rising
As man burns from his tomb
And I look at this as a blissful moment
To fly into the sun
Fly into the sun
Fly into the sun
Id burn up into a million pieces
And fly into the sun
To end this mystery
Answer my mystery
Id look at this as a wondrous moment
To end this mystery
Fly into the sun
Fly into the sun
Id break up into a million pieces
And fly into the sun
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Sonnet: On Conscience
The modern man ignores his conscience,
And does much things against it if need be;
And thereby forgets God, believing Science,
And tries to be worldly-wise mostly.
God-given conscience is always right;
At times, man's judgement goes wildly amiss;
His inner voice guides man to see God's light;
His perspective of worldly things and bliss.
One can be blind of eyes and reach Heaven;
When blind to conscience, you can't see God;
Love God by serving His unfortunate men,
For souled are we to glorify the clod.
Blest is the man who acts per conscience;
You can't serve God and men by just man's science.
poem by John Celes
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Loves The Last To Know
Words and music by bob seger
Theres a distant sound to the outward bound
On a lonesome windy night
A restless sigh as it fades away
A longing at first light
Theres a sad resolve that its all gone wrong
Yet before you turn to go
It comes to you
Its really true
Its your love thats last to know
Well we take our time were polite and kind
To the strangers that we meet
And the ones who share the ones who really care
They dont seem to make us feel complete
So we stand alone
And we act so strong
Were all such worldly souls
Till we find one day
Weve lost our way
And our loves the last to know
So we stand alone
And we act so strong
Were all such worldly souls
Then we find one day
That weve lost our way
And our loves the last to know
Then we find one day
That weve lost our way
And our loves the last to know
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Man of Mist
A worldly man must first insist
That things of beauty still exist
That poetry must… in this world
Have yet the passion to persist
By the force of pen in hands of men
By resolve does worldly man resist
The fate of many others in
The surrender to desist
Stand ramrod straight in parsing prose
In search of rhyme… to ne’er twist
Be a man of words, be one that knows
to not become… a man of mist
poem by David Whalen
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Canticle
In the murmur of darkened trees,
I hear your voice,
I want to sing,
but grating words cannot contain
gusty night wind’s
solemn praise.
In the hush of trembling leaf
hosannas rise, rush
home to Thee.
poem by Steven Federle
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Silence Is...
Silence is an absence
Silence is profound
Silence is a conversation
Being had without sound
Silence is an expression
One that cannot be heard
Silence cannot be spoken
Although it is a word
Silence is a presence
Of great nothingness
Silence can be something
And yet cease to exist
Silence can fill a room
And have no mass at all
Silence cannot be dropped, yet it can fall
Silence is a mystery
That will forever go unsolved
Silence is how every sound can swiftly be dissolved
Silence is the sound of rest
The only sound that can sound best
While other sounds can cause great pain
Silence is not the sound to blame
For Silence is what silence is
Something that is nothing
Nothing that exists
poem by Kyle.J Carruthers
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a Poem Of Silence
Silence is a beautiful thing.
no other sound is as great as silence.
Silence is the sound of nothing,
but it is still a sound.
even if a sound is great and amazing,
nothing can top the blissfulness of silence.
not the sound of wind on grass,
not the sound of laughter,
nothing is as beautiful as silence.
silence is a sound, but it is so much
better than any other sound.
What created such a far-off winner?
I love silence, silence is the best.
Never there will be a time that there
will be
a greater sound
than silence.
poem by Llew N. Rmail
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Breaking the silence
Shush! Silence
I'm breaking the silence
As I finish this sentence
Six months ago
My heart said yes
My head said no, go slow
In my silence I hid the truth, expressing fear
In my silence I hid my feelings, registering no care
In my silence I hid my thoughts, refusing to share
Any of my ideas
Prosperous is the silence
Abundance of it can turn life
Into a nasty experience
Shush! Silence
I'm breaking the silence
As I finish this sentence
Ceaselessly I've combated with my conscience
Endlessly in silence I exposed my defence
Allowing all to penetrate my territory without a valid licence
I should have said no with my voice
I should have asked why by making some noise
In silence I created an air of suspense
And they capitalised on it in my absence
In silence all my thoughts mingled
Some of which should have been singled
Shush! Silence
I'm breaking the silence
As I finish this sentence
Silence I demand
Give back to me my independence
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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