Hope is nature's veil for hiding truth's nakedness.
quote by Alfred Nobel
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Unadorned Truth
The splendor of nakedness
Truth is like a beaker of unarmed spring water
Truth refreshes
Truth vitalizes
Truth liberates
A half-full beaker of truth
Is like a flowing tributary of mistrust
Is like a fearful lake of drowned love
Is like a trickle of intravenous venom
A beaker of fortified untruth
Is like ravenous cancer
Is like truth incarcerated
Is like fangs without the venom
Unadorned truth is the splendor of nakedness
poem by Toney Brooks
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Dangling From The Truth...
legends tells no lies
but love is
just twisted deep inside
crumple all together
with the schemes and the lies
where the truth comes out
spills overloaded with filth
tryin to cover it up
theres no uses
given all the wrong pieces
told way too many lies
i cant define
whats truly inside
given up
lost with no dreams
useless soul
dangling from the truth
what does it hold inside
nothing
i cant find
too many lies
We’re dangling from the truth
hiding within
covering the light with darkness
gray clouds hover over us
watching our every move
but we're hiding
hiding from the truth
running towards our last hope
with u
collapse
we're traped
lost in the darkness
forever
never to be told
the truth
dangling
from the truth...
poem by Sen unknown
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Behind The Veil
She always stands alone and nobody wants her,
He always stands alone and nobody wants him,
Behind the veil with the truth;
Open the waters to expose matters,
Like when success fails to come in.
Cheerful and childish,
Lonely and hopeless,
Better as expected from the traditions of the people;
A Philosophy,
A Notebook,
Like guns without a veil when being exposed;
Here are the experimental overviews.
Individualism,
Promoted on ignorance;
Always alone without a friend,
Like when the rains fail to come.
Behind the veil,
But if you think, do reason;
Behind the veil,
But if you learn, do know;
In this life,
Every once a while there is the truth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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As It Was And As It Is
You didn't see her nakedness so,
Don't paint her nakedness;
You didn't see her face so,
Don't paint her face;
You didn't see her breasts so,
Don't paint her breasts;
Rather, tell her story as it was and as it is!
And always try to tell the truth,
For the truth about life is always much needed.
This case around needs the facts and the truth,
This muse around needs your help and your truth,
So tell the story of what you really saw about her!
And, nothing but the truth.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Your Nakedness
I have seen your nakedness and still,
Youi arre hiding it from me;
Oh, how sweet is your love zone that,
I will use it one day.
You are so beautiful in your nakedness and,
I will visit at dawn to make love to you;
Please, let me come in to satisfy you.
You are all alone and you need love,
But all in the name of love to satisfy you.
You are all alone and you need someone like me,
But do not give up when you see me at your doors;
Please, let me in to satisfy you.
You need someone like me and,
I am ever ready to satis fy you with my love;
So, try to let me in to love you all night long.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Some people are afraid to show their true colors
i am not
i don't hide
i have nothing to hide
i am what i am
i am brown, i am a Filipino,
and I am not afraid, I am what i am, i show who and what i am, and i take responsibitity
for what i am
for what i write for what i do for what i say
mountains do not hide, how can they? the seas keep their bodies in the open
their waves blown by the air, for how can they be what they are when they are in hiding?
the trees and the plains, the valleys and the hills, what can they be if they are in hiding? shall you see a vast desert of them then?
the air, if only they have that nature to be seen, they could have assumed such forms that you see, they too are happy to be seen so that you may believe in them,
for in truth, those true and giving do no hide, and if you cannot see them,
they always try,
in some conceivable manifestations,
in some shapes, colors and forms
like some leaves falling when the wind passes by,
like some trees bending, like some pieces of paper blown to the other end.
why are you in hiding?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pleasant One
Clan by clan,
Kin by kin,
One by one,
The store of Bohan!
And like the coastline of great love.
The scorpion passed by near the lion,
But his best-man took away his wife;
And, the story went out through the village.
Customary,
To entice her;
Of a feast,
To entice him;
But, her bride-mate took away his husband!
And, the story went out through the village.
Pleasant one,
To the land of my birth;
Of mercy and truth,
But this woman is from Bethlehem.
This man is your guest and,
This woman is my guest;
Yes, the one with her hands on the threshold!
But, take me to the land of peace.
A man of substance,
A woman of substance,
To the cave of Adullam;
And like your nakedness in the land of your muse,
But, the story went out through the village.
To the great well of Sechu!
Your mother's nakedness;
To the customary seat,
Your father's nakedness;
To shoot three arrows to this side,
Your brother's nakedness;
To sit by the stone of Ezel,
Your sister's nakedness;
And like the muse of the new moon! !
But, to lay naked all day and night,
For, i am old and grey-headed.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Some Of You May Think I Am Joshing (Shakespearean Sonnet)
Some of you may think that I am joshing
You may think that I am telling you all lies
I'm getting tired of constant jeering
With all of you hiding behind your guise
It really doesn't matter to me much
What many of you poets think of me
I just hope that you all don't pull your punch
Just tell me the truth about what you see
I'm a grown poet I can take the truth
So let me know about what you all think
Even if you may knock out my front tooth
Maybe I'll go and have a physical
So I can prove that I'm not full of bull
poem by Edwin Tanguma
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Removing The Veil
All people are born with a spiritual veil that covers their face,
Left in its place this veil hides both God's Truth and His Grace.
God sent His Son to earth, with the intent to take this veil away,
But with hearts filled with pride, some have chose to let it remain.
Allowing it to remain and being veiled from God's Truth from above,
They are hindered from being filled with God's peace and His love.
This hindering veil falls off when one simply believes in The Lord,
This is an eternal truth from above that no man can afford to ignore.
Abraham, who was called God's friend, believed long before you and I,
By God's Grace alone he was not hindered, as God spoke from the sky.
He had no Bible to help him, but Abraham believed Him never the less,
So God smiled down upon him, and credited it to him as righteousness.
God chose to walk with Abraham, and started a nation through him,
But instead of following his example, many chose to continue in sin.
Because of their choice, God sent a veil over the face of the nation,
However, through this tiny nation, God sent His ultimate Salvation.
Now all people on earth will be blessed through this one tiny nation,
As salvation to all mankind, was His plan from the dawn of creation.
So accept God's Gift of Salvation through Christ, by believing today,
And that veil that has spiritually blinded you will simply fall away.
(Copyright © 04/2002)
Hiding Behind Pain
To wonder is to dream,
of all the possibilities,
just look at them all,
waiting for you.
But you just close your eyes,
without a care,
you don't even see,
who's standing there.
You say you have no hope,
no strength or truth,
but my dear,
it's all within you.
You have a choice,
to let the truth burn,
but instead you say,
'Maybe on my next turn.'
If you keep saying that,
then where will you go,
where will your life take you,
what will you know?
Life is full of chances,
that are for you to take,
no more hiding behind pain,
this life is yours to take.
poem by Katherine Bryce
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There Is Something Really Wrong About That
There's something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
There is something really wrong about that!
They're not based in truth of action.
Something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
Absent is the truth of action.
Nothing is said about that.
There is something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
There's something really wrong about that!
They're not based in truth of action.
Something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
Absent is the truth of action.
Nothing is said about that.
Truth has been manipulated.
Something is wrong about that!
And people now themselves they hate.
Something is wrong about that!
Racism is the indicator.
Something is wrong about that!
And how one lives is too debated.
Something is wrong about that!
There is something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
There's something really wrong about that!
They're not based in truth of action.
Something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
Absent is the truth of action.
Nothing is said about that.
We've all been underestimated.
Something is wrong about that!
The thoughts of people are degraded.
Something is wrong about that!
Deceivers seem too much elated.
Something is wrong about that!
And truth for us has been created...
With an ease that's made..
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
There is something really wrong about that!
They're not based in truth of action.
Something really wrong about that!
Those facts you ration.
Absent is the truth of action.
Nothing is said about that.
Something's really wrong about it.
Where are the facts?
Something's really wrong about this.
Who erased the facts?
Something's really wrong about it.
Where are the facts?
Something's really wrong about this.
Who erased the facts?
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Who is hiding facts?
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Keeping truth from action.
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Who is hiding facts?
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Keeping truth from action.
Oh there's something really wrong about that!
Who is hiding facts?
And why are facts held back?
The truth has been eliminated.
Something is wrong about that.
The truth has been eliminated.
Something is wrong about that.
The truth has been eliminated.
Something is wrong about that.
The truth has been eliminated.
Something is wrong about that.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Victory but a veil of lies, treachery and deceit.
Victory but a veil,
of lies, treachery and deceit.
The web spun around your heart,
that makes it believe it's complete.
Victory but a veil
that hides you from the truth,
The fallacy that makes you believe
the impossible, even with no proof.
Victory but a veil
of scorn, lust and despair.
The thing that makes you believe
in the things that were never really there.
Identity would seem to be the garment with which one covers the nakedness of the self, in which case, it is best that the garment be loose, a little like the robes of the desert, through which one's nakedness can always be felt, and, sometimes, discerned. This trust in one's nakedness is all that gives one the power to change one's robes.
quote by James Baldwin
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Signature
Why sign an agreement without the conscience to know the terms?
But this is the way of life in one's own kingdom.
Please watch and read before you sign up,
For you may easily expose your nakedness to the other party;
And it is my obligation to tell you the truth.
Read it well before you sign up,
For i don't want you to expose your nakedness;
And many are those who have made mistakes in signing up.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Veiled
You do not see me, not really.
You walk past me, like I am a ghost.
No second thoughts for me,
No intrigued: who is she? What's her story?
It's like I am not here.
I don't mind, not really.
I am a normal girl, blond hair,
Blue eyes -ice blue, cold blue.
Regular girl, nothing strange...
Scandinavian, plain dressed.
Just your ordinary student;
Not too smart, not too neat.
Yet I am veiled, but not in black,
My veil is the kind you cannot see.
Every inch; covered, hidden,
Within this veil no one forced me to wear.
It's my protection, my final escape.
It's my protection, my hiding place.
All you get to see are:
My eyes, my glaciers of pain.
And they will tell you: I am hurt.
But there's no way through my veil;
Because you do not see me, not really...
poem by Anne Harkonen
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You Can't Top Me!
You can't top me!
Like you did when you did it.
And you did and you hit it,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
.
You can't top me,
Like you did when you did it.
And you did and you hit it,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
You can't top me,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
You can't top me,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
You can't top me,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
With a beggin' not to miss it if you could.
And when we move our hips...
In the nakedness,
Feeling all around and casting shadows.
And in the nakedness,
The rhythm over heats.
And in the nakedness,
We do it with passion
And in the nakedness,
We do it with passion...
In the nakedness.
The rhythm over heats.
You can't top me!
Like you did when you did it.
And you did and you hit it,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
.
You can't top me,
Like you did when you did it.
And you did and you hit it,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
That 'nakedness'...
You can't top me!
And in the nakedness,
The rhythm over heats.
And in the nakedness,
The rhythm over heats.
And in the nakedness,
The rhythm over heats.
And in the nakedness,
The rhythm over heats.
You can't top me,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
You can't top me,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
You can't top me,
With a beggin' not to miss it!
With a beggin' not to miss it if you could.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sonnet: Truth Of Earthly-life
Behind the veil of affluence and 'peace',
There lies the scars of parental neglect;
Of broken homes, substance abuse, disease;
Disharmony and lack of love, infect.
Behind the veil of etiquette, high-style,
Exists a world of immorality;
Discontent, selfishness, arrogance, wile;
Of pride and lack of spirituality.
Behind the veil of civilization,
There lies much truth as scary as a ghost;
Prevailing 'midst society and nations,
Of evils, vices, cruelty, friendship lost.
This is the truth we learn of earthly-life;
Both soul and God are ignored 'midst our strife.
poem by John Celes
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The Same Old You
Yeah I remember you back in 72
With your david bowie hair and your platform shoes
A part-time job, sellin fast food
But out on the street you were nobodys fool
Baby way down deep its the same old you
Way down deep you aint hiding the truth
Just for a minute you had me fooled
Baby way down deep its the same old you
Well you can walk through the city on fire
You can try and turn away from the truth
Living life like a young politician
Sure of yourself and bullet-proof
But baby,
Way down deep its the same old you
Way down deep you aint hiding the truth
Just for a minute you had me confused
Baby way down deep its the same old you
We could buy a 62 cadillac
Put a fender amplifier in the back
Drive straight to the heart of america
Turn up to ten, let that sucker blast
Baby way down deep its the same old you
Way down deep you aint hiding the truth
Just for a minute you had me fooled
Baby way down deep its the same old you
song performed by by Tom Petty
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poem by David Keig
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The Fear To Wake Up
Everyday fear the dawn,
There is fear in my veins,
The fear of facing the truth,
The truth that we were not meant to be together,
The truth that I am nomore than a friend to you,
The truth that I am not going to be with you again,
Everyday i wake up with hope,
I hope that u might come back,
I hope that u might realise that nobody else can love you more than i do,
I hope that u might realise how much you mean to me,
Days, weeks and months passes,
with fear in my veins, hope in my heart.
Dedicated to the lady in red.
poem by Salmaan Sheriff
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