To have his path made clear for him is the aspiration of every human being in our beclouded and tempestuous existence.
quote by Joseph Conrad
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Beauty
I believe that beauty may captivate the very soul,
And heighten the imagination of the mind to allow it to grow:
It provides aspiration, and a path toward the same goal!
Here is how I know: because I have faith and I let it show.
Beauty's inspiration has been captured
In rhyme, lore, and film-to name but a few;
Its glory has been causal to many a heart, enraptured-
I now count myself amongst them-and know its cause too!
But for beauty's presence, I know not, where I may be:
I am made ever-better, through my privity to its existence;
All I ever need do is close mine eyes, and same I may see;
I seek evermore, proximity to same, at my heart's insistence.
I know not what I might do, without this beauty-
Mine own life a celebration of same, and my solemn duty!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Clear Path
Lord, With thee I can fulfill my destiny.
Nothing is impossible to thee.
I thank thee.
For now; O Lord; With thee,
Nothing shall block my path, Nor cause aspiration to flee.
My spirit rekindled-
Free of fear, My burdens lifted,
And my path clear- Because of you, I am set free…
I continue onward- To my destiny.
poem by Philip Alarie
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On A Path Of Least Resistance
I'm on a path of least resistance.
And its existence.
On a path of least resistance.
I'm on a path of least resistance,
And its existence.
On a path of least resistance.
Pain,
And its existence.
Felt,
And its existence.
Hurts,
In this existence...
And I need to get away.
Pain,
And its existence.
Felt,
And its existence.
Hurts,
In this existence...
And I need to get away.
I'm on a path of least resistance.
And its existence.
On a path of least resistance,
And I need to get away.
I'm on a path of least resistance.
And its existence.
On a path of least resistance,
And I need to get away.
Oh!
Pain,
And its existence.
Oh.
Felt,
And its existence.
Oh.
Hurts,
In this existence...
And I need to get away.
Oh pain,
And its existence.
Oh.
Felt,
And its existence.
Oh.
Hurts,
In this existence...
And I need to get away.
I'm on a path of least resistance.
And its existence.
On a path of least resistance,
And I need to get away.
Oh!
Pain,
And its existence.
Oh.
Felt,
And its existence.
Oh.
Hurts,
In this existence...
And I need to get away.
Pain and its existence,
From it...
I need to get away.
I'm on a path of least resistance.
And I need to get away.
I'm on a path of least resistance.
The least resistance.
On a path of least resistance.
And I need to get away.
Oh pain,
And its existence.
Oh.
Felt,
And its existence.
Oh.
Hurts,
In this existence...
And I need to get away.
Pain,
And its existence.
And I need to get away.
Pain in this existence.
Pain in this existence.
There is a pain in this existence.
And I need to get away.
I'm on a path of least resistance.
And its existence.
On a path of least resistance.
And I need to get away.
There's too much pain in this existence.
And I need to get away.
I'm on a path of least resistance.
And its existence.
On a path of least resistance.
And I need to get away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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For me, the first fact of human existence is the human body. But if you embrace the reality of the human body, you embrace mortality, and that is a very difficult thing for anything to do because the self-conscious mind cannot imagine non-existence. It's impossible to do.
quote by David Cronenberg
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Friends of Progress
Be brave! Be brave they said
Ponderable in open existence
We climbed our dream in their laid soul and
drained our sadness in their weep then molded happiness
They persuaded success onto our path, for we
knew ourselves in their suggestions
They institutionalized our memory in the memory of time
In the arm of loneliness we breathe in their brain
And now we are better than aspiration
Merciful mercies
They light our paths in the tunnel of grieve
Angelic friends
Factoring confidence and courage from heaven
shall we not smile!
In the boom of ignorance and in the climax of our weakness they welcome us in progress
poem by Abdullah Musa
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Towel Dried
Tempestuous.
Giving out moody pickings
On a plate!
Watching and waiting
To sting with allure.
Bringing every dish eaten...
On a table.
To sit and stare and tease!
With lusting eye contact!
Tempestuous.
Rage.
Calm.
Heat to warm with cold shoulder,
Sometimes...
Hot and bothered!
And churning with fury!
Tempestuous!
Snatched and used.
Thrusts slow to a sigh and snore!
Nothing bores this rocking ship.
Wet with sweat collected.
Hugging with nakedness accepted.
To sleep forgiving...
And towel dried!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hermaphrodite
When human can be judged as a man or woman
And seen as a monster, a sinner, the damned one
Can that human still have a right to live as human being
Or should that human think it’s better to erase the existence?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Why Heavenly Father?
'Why Heavenly Father? ', I continue to ask,
As I revel in the Glory of His Benificent Acts,
Which now profoundly affect so many, as well as me;
Though no one can possibly know as well as He,
The Path that now unfurls for the world to see-
I KNOW the Truth that He will make, to be!
All around, whether far afield or nigh,
Shall revel in His Amazing Strength, as do I;
'Why with me, do You, this Covenant, make? '
Why are ALL my hopes and dreams here, to take
From wondrous aspiration, to be made so very REAL?
Why may I, all Your Divine Providence, feel? '
He answers: 'All you have ever even thought or dreamed
Is not only fastly being made REAL-it seemed
Too Good to be True, yet IT is, I assure you-
I have made these prayers to be True
And Gifted same because I have tremendous Faith in you:
To Love, Provide, Bless, and surely to Endure too! '
poem by Maurice Harris
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The Simplest: Hello, How Are You? Are You There?
affirm my existence.
are you there?
is there anybody here?
i am human.
i am alone in this universe.
i need a confirmation
that there is another human being in this planet.
hello, hello, helllooooo!
i am human. I am here.
I just arrived here.
is this my home?
do you understand what i am saying?
i am human. I am alone. Unless, i hear from you,
then i exist.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Night, on the Sea-shore
I have fled from all, and none can now
My way, my wanderings see;
The waters widely round me flow—
I feel that I am free!
Oh! who can wish for sunny day,
When they may look on that lovely ray—
On the moon so pure, so clear, and fair,
When no human form is nigh,
When no human voice can startle the air?
All is silence and secrecy.
No sound but the waters, that, murmuring, move—
No light but the shadowless orb above.
But see! the shadows are gathering fast—
The clear bright orb is gone:
Alas! no beauty can ever last,
That e'er I gaze upon!
The waters that sparkled so bright before
Now moan alone the gloomy shore;
And all is dark—as the fate will be
That spreads its cheerless path for me!
poem by Louisa Stuart Costello
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Like You I Am A Human Too
I've made it clear I do not fear,
Obstacles appearing to be near.
Although I use to manifest a resistance,
With a distance kept persisted.
And my mind is not delayed,
To replay mistakes I've made.
Knowing that it took a lot to do,
Since like you I am a human too!
And at times I can get nervous...
With a purpose that I service.
But I don't allow my feet,
To freeze my movement in defeat.
Nor will I sit and brood,
Like any loser who excuses what they do!
I've made it clear I do not fear,
Obstacles appearing to be near.
Although I use to manifest a resistance,
With a distance kept persisted.
And my mind is not delayed,
To replay mistakes I've made.
Knowing that it took a lot to do,
Since like you I am a human too!
And I might boo-hoo,
But none will I do around you!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It May Become Necessary to Take a Detour
Clear a path for those who approach,
Carrying their excessive baggage.
They will seek assistance,
From anyone within distance...
To ease with a dumping,
Of their aging an old issues.
Just clear a path and let them pass.
It may become necessary to take a detour.
Just to ensure a convincing isn't done,
To have someone's company 'dragging' along.
Especially when a mission of one,
Has been focused upon...
With a determination that dismisses delays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Walking In The Shadows, Where The Path Wasn't For Me
tired of walking in the shadows,
down a path not for me,
i made a new path,
but, it was set for death,
i thought it was for me,
never seen the years i had to come,
plus everything i can be,
never felt good enough,
always thought,
it was the path for me,
finally i opened my eyes,
and stopped placing blame,
on people who mad my life,
a living hell,
woke up to find,
i was to blame,
for how my life was going,
nobody but me,
for the mistakes i've made,
in my life until this day,
i changed little by little,
because i will no longer,
just linger in the shadows,
where the path isn't for me,
i'm stronger than ever,
as i tackle my problems,
and find the path,
that i've made for myself,
because i take control,
and become the leader,
instead of the follower,
watching life pass me by,
i know what i want,
now it just time to get it,
without being in the shadows,
and walking down a path,
that i learned,
just wasn't for me.
Copyright © 2009
11-17-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Huldra
In the green valley
Near lake blue and pink salmon
Lived a huldra
Beautiful in human eyes
But trolls had rejected her
Ugly in their eyes
I heard her desolate song
Saw her shimmering
Blond as Iberian sea straw
Made gold-leaved by the sun
I saw her tail too
And before she charmed me
Sprinted for my life
Since folklore has made it clear
Human and trolls may not mix
Because if they do
The offspring will be rejected
By trolls and human
And for perpetuity be lost
Walking the strand of loneliness
poem by Oskar Hansen
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On That Path
I'm on that path,
So was my mother,
I'm on that path,
Just like my brother.
I'm on that path,
I didn't know my father,
I'm on that path,
And i am the master.
I'm on that path,
upon the good, straying from evil.
I'm on that path-
There is no cheating.
I'm on that path,
God knows i need him.
I'm on that path,
and i hope i'm never leaving ;)
the HEARTbraker
poem by Madina Morr
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The mind of a human being is formed only of comparisons made in order to examine analogies, and therefore cannot precede the existence of memory.
quote by Giacomo Casanova
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21st Century Jesus
where are we now?
that we are blind
abandoned faith
you left behind
were you betrayed?
or did you lie?
our common fate
our common demise
where is the son?
to light the way
along the path
of our dismay
look to the sky
on judgement day
a human god
that was man made
so we lie x4
so we lie...
and so we rise
just to fall down
in reality
you're never found
and reaching out
with sealed eyed
i grab for light
visions decried
look to the sky
on judgement day
a human god
that was man made
so we lie x4
so we lie...
face down arms out
nailed to the cross of doubt
blood runs like rain
drowning for this world in vain
crown of black thorns
human skin ripped and torn
where is your savior now?
where is your savior now?
where is your savior now?
where is your savior now...
song performed by by Fear Factory
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The Superimposition of Somniation, In A Search For Serendipity
Alas, it was all but wishful wonderment, by way of a wandering dream;
Somniation surely it was, yet, real it did seem.
Spurred by a mysterious messenger, who left but a name-
A first name only-as though confoundment was his aim.
I somniate rarely, yet, their reality tends to astound:
They can gift a voice and form, to someone no longer around.
'What does it all mean? ! ', I wonder, as I bolt awake-
'May there be a message from this, that I may take? ! '
My heart was once again rife with jubilation-
All due this now-fleeted fantasization.
Its allusion was pointed-toward a path not taken-
And its conclusion, unequivocal-this choice was mistaken.
Surely, this dream was not merely a singularity-
Another must have been had, to provide further clarity!
Might this be but half-and only when superimposed
Over another, might a whole dream then be composed! ?
The entirety of this aspiration's audacity
May only truly be gleaned, once the capacity
To understand is gained, over this aspiration and its mate.
Serendipity alone may gift this-and only through the powers of Fate!
-Maurice Harris,7 July 2012
poem by Maurice Harris
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Society must be organized in such a way that man's social, loving nature is not separated from his social existence, but becomes one with it. If it is true, as I have tried to show, that love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence, then any society which excludes, relatively, the development of love, must in the long run perish of its own contradiction with the basic necessities of human nature.
quote by Erich Fromm
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There is a difference between a military mission and the aspiration for the long-term plans for the country. What we want is a stable enough Afghanistan, able to look after its own security so we can leave without the fear of it imploding... But let's be clear - it's not going to be perfect.