My children, as long as you live, the shadow of the Hiss Case will brush you. In every pair of eyes that rests on you, you will see pass, like a cloud passing behind a woods in winter, the memory of your father - dissembled in friendly eyes, lurking in unfriendly eyes.
quote by Whittaker Chambers
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A Pair Of Eyes
A pair of eyes constitutes the mass of art,
A pair of eyes, tells the throb of heart.
A pair of eyes, is a cool forest pond.
A pair of eyes, is sorcerer's wand.
A pair of eyes, mirrors the soul and mind.
A pair of eyes, thru which man we find.
A pair of eyes, sees all our deeds,
God's eyes are those, one's conscience needs.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Eyes Of The World
(lindsey buckingham)
Tellin you people, tell you no lie
My heart was breakin, Ill tell you why
Chorus:
Back and forth, lies unfurl...
In the eyes, in the eyes, in the eyes, in the eyes of the world....
Eyes...eyes...eyes...eyes...
Eyes...eyes...eyes...eyes...
Mondays children are filled with face....
Tuesdays children are filled with grace.....
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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I Will
I will
Lay me down
In a bunker
Underground
I won't let this happen to my children
Meet the real world coming out of your shell
With white elephants
Sitting ducks
I will
rise up
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes eyes
Little babies eyes eyes eyes
song performed by by Radiohead
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It's All A Poetry In Motion
Who is that complaining 'bout what is right?
And...
Who is that justifying how to live a life?
It's all a poetry in motion in the eyes of the ones who live,
In the cities.
And live it in the woods.
To live as they wish.
And do it as they should.
Who is that complaining 'bout what is right?
And...
Who is that justifying how to live a life,
One wants and chooses.
No matter who critiques,
With a wishing to approve.
It's all a poetry in motion in the eyes of the ones who live,
In the cities.
And live it in the woods.
To live a life they wish.
And do it as they choose.
It's all a poetry in motion in the eyes of the ones who live,
To let live.
And live to let live.
And lives,
To let live.
No matter how that is.
It's all a poetry in motion in the eyes of the ones who live,
In the cities.
And live it in the woods.
To live,
As they wish.
With a wanting as they should.
It's all a poetry in motion in the eyes of the ones who live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ice
Im playing at ice
But Im finding it hard
She didnt break the wall
She just caught me off guard
Can you see ice in my eyes
Can you see ice in my eyes
Im just a little bit sorry
But I havent decided why
Could it be my memory
Or did I ever really cry
Can you see ice in my eyes
Can you see ice in my eyes
Fill my head with your false feelings
I cant trust anything you say
Today I missed a special friend
That never really cared anyway
Can you see ice in my eyes
Can you see ice in my eyes
Can you see ice in my eyes
Can you see ice in my eyes
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXIX: In Their Eyes
You don't intent to be modest
You don't mean to say those white lies
You just don't want to be judged bad in their eyes
You don't intent to be friendly
You don't mean to chat a long
You just don't want to look ugly in their eyes
You don't intent to be strong
You don't mean to show power
You just don't want to lose control in their eyes
You don't intent to be brave
You don't mean to take the role of hero
You just don't want to appear weak in their eyes
You don't intent to be obedient
You don't mean to do all the orders
You just don't want to be considered a threat in their eyes
You don't intent to be professional
You don't mean to follow the rules
You just don't want to be seen indifferent in their eyes
You don't intent to be kind
You don't mean to give a help
You just don't want to raise suspiciousness in their eyes
You don't intent to be generous
You don't mean to be involved in any relation
You just don't want to be outsider in their eyes
You don't intent to be honest
You don't mean to tell the truth
You just don't want to be the one who should be responsible in their eyes
You don't intent to be forgiving
You don't mean to forget every mistake
You just don't want to be called cruel in their eyes
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Don't die this winter
Don't die this unfriendly winter and interrupt it
Unfriendly people should speak and go
It's a cold winter seasons are cousins
They visit one, at the time
Even the world is trembling
is in white dress
Smoke oozing from its mouth
Its cold dry winter
And all the seasons are on succession
It's a windy winter
Its hard to live
This winter is unusual
It freeze the pockets of the pocketers
Is a cloudy winter and sun is scarcity
We are all out for it
We all hunt it like hunters
And hunted like an animal
When we find it
We lean on the walls like lizards
Its winter of winters
All our cloths are on us and still freezing
It's a Monday of this winter
No one in school and everywhere else
Coldness blare our idea
No birds and animals out
It's freezing to death
Don't die this winter
If you die you might be buried with ice
And snore will be the congregation
Wind will be a choir
It's a winter of questions
If you die today
You will not receive attention you need
Peter will be on fire and other gatekeepers
No one will welcome you in heaven
When you go to hell
Devil will be unfriendly too
he doesn't like visitors on winter
he will ask you to light up your own fire
poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya
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Kohl Immortalized Cleopatra’s Smoky Rim Eyes
memory does not really share tell sight
reveal vision flashes beauty in cry night
does not really tell true, swift sudden flashes
heart stir love’s bite, beauty eye liner lashes
eyeliner make unseen eyes appear larger
applying key heart throb orbs beat faster
line of love cannot disappear; in lost years dark
harsh obvious is risk looking lip; love fatal mark
eye tips balance a natural innocent eye so rare
pierces perceiving heart in future vision soul sere
a smoky eye, a bold eye, a cat eye, a vision dye
such is eve bright beauty; paradise without a lie
eyeliner pencil trace out fate; liquid liner seals checkmate;
eyeliner brush dip into deep shadow; line eyes pulse rate;
lifeblood beating melt shadow years, poses centuries weeping
kohl immortalized Cleopatra’s smoky rim eyes, ever haunting...
paintings pictures photos, long preserve rescind,
when those memories are gone, ash in the wind;
left few traces passing, erased time passage passing,
in life where few touch soul, in heartbeat everlasting...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Someone smiles painstakingly
Awake often my little red eyes
While in the graveyard shift.
Sometimes my precious eyes need a long sleep
But I tell 'please wake till morn
As the night isn't so friendly with us.'
Then my eyes grumble; 'You sleep in the morning Master!
Though we close our eyes,
Yet, we see the World of gambling with human nature.'
* To the unknown little blind girl who roamed in my daydream and said; ' It's really awful Grandpa! when I see your eyes are like two hot iron balls.'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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A Son Reaches For His Father's Hand
A Son Reaches For His Father's Hand
As they walk,
A son reaches
for his father's hand,
barely able to brush his fingertips.
Only sometime later,
the father wraps his fingers
around his son's
fallen hand.
The son looks into his father's eyes.
The father looks down,
a tear is heard
as it falls onto the clay soil.
The son tries hard
to move his legs fast,
to follow each of his father's strides.
The father looks down,
finally he adjusts his gait.
His son relieved,
breathes normally once more,
as he gratefully finds his pace.
At the woods' edge
the father chooses the path to the left.
Soon they are out of sight.
They see tall trees, fallen trees, rocks, mushrooms,
one beaver, two fawns,
three ponds with frogs and the like.
The son feels both excited and at peace
as they start on one of the trails back.
But this time the son gets to choose,
left or right.
During the entire walk
through serenity,
neither spoke.
They came to the grassland,
no longer just father and son,
as they had begun.
They returned
forever
spliced into one.
A simple walk in the woods,
by themselves in nature's blessed bosom,
can quitely re-compose
the fragmenting noises of daily life
into a largo of deepening love.
A moment of simplicity
with one of our own,
can dissove life's duplicity-
denying the frenetic pursuit
of the transient.
The sowing of seeds of love and loyalty,
in the most fragile, fertile of grounds,
creates children as Nature's true royalty.
It is their blessed spirits
which rest softly
on the breast of Mother Nature.
The years elapse, the child
now a father, takes his daughter
for a walk in the woods.
Her age, about the same
as his back then.
He asks her which way she would
like to go.
She points to the right.
Moments pass,
soon they are part of the woods.
The father reaches down,
embraces her tiny hand.
She squeezes, then sort of kneeds his.
They see into each others' eyes.
She and he reach for each other.
He lifts her to his chest
as she wraps her arms
tightly around his neck.
The sparrows, look down,
then turning skyward, sing smiling.
The surrounding peacefulness
whispers itself
into father and daughter,
each of them forever together,
with mitered hearts.
Mike August 04/12/2009
poem by Mike August
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Such beautiful eyes
Such beautiful eyes
I tell myself not to look
When you walk on by
But i take a peek
Just to remind myself why
Every time you turn the corner
Ill be there watching
Looking into those beautiful eyes
Every time you leave the house
Ill be on the other side of the street
Im your shadow
Even when its dark
Your all alone now
Walking down an empty road
Such beautiful eyes
Even when death is in sight
Such beautiful eyes
Even when life is no longer inside
Now i walk down
A busy street
Looking for another pair
Of beautiful eyes.
poem by Bill Steward
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Life’s Eyes
It is a loan for life, the beauty of it,
What does blend with the eyes?
The pair of slanting eyes look in us,
They belong to a man of long life.
Having is letting go of the death,
Loathe him if he is in death of himself.
To be advanced, the riddle is conveyed
Through the mouth so suddenly.
A pair of slanting eyes stares at your laughter,
Concentrating so violently with appeal.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Thank You for the Memory
My body tingles as I lay there still feeling your body wrapped around mine
I close my eyes and notice that there is nothing I can do but dream
For you have left me here with nothing but a memory
A memory of what we had what we were
A memory of nothing more at this time nothing to have to look forward to
My heart aches as I open my eyes and turn to see nothing but an empty bed
The scent of you makes me wonder what could have been
It makes me wonder what went so wrong
We had something that could never be replaced and not it has vanished right before my eyes
You think that the memory will be nothing more than a picture
They say “A memory will last a life time”
I say “A memory will only last a life time as long as you can keep it alive inside of your heart”
There is one thing that should be said
Thank You for the memory that will last me a lifetime of joy
~*Tosha*~
poem by Darkness Falls
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Words are of no use, but in vain
Lovers look at each other,
A pair of eyes look into another
pair of eyes - Love and desire
are passed through the pupil in the eyes;
Face glitters,
Speechless messages are
understood for ever;
They need not speak,
Words are of no use, but in vain.
Ref: ThirukkuRaL 1100
kaNNotu kaNNiNai nOkkokkin vaaichsoRkaL
enna payanum ila.
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Shadow Of The Sun
Once upon a time
I was on a mind to lay your burden down
And leave you where you stood
You believed I could
Youd seen it done before
I could read your thoughts
And tell you what you saw
And never say a word
But now that is gone
Over with and done
And never to return
I can tell you why
People die alone
I can tell you why
The shadow on the sun
Staring at the loss
Looking for the cause
And never really sure
Nothing but a hole
To live without a soul
And nothing to be learned
I can tell you why
People go insane
I can show you how
You could do the same
I can tell you why
The end will never come
I can tell you on
The shadow on the sun
Shapes of every size
Move behind my eyes
Doors inside my head
Bolted from within
Every drop of flame
Lights a candle in
Memory of the one
Who lived inside my skin
I can tell you why
People go insane
I can show you how
You could do the same
I can tell you why
The end will never come
I can tell you on
The shadow on the sun
Shadow on the sun
Shadow on the sun
Shadow on the sun
Shadow on the sun
Shadow on the sun
Shadow on the sun
Shadow on the sun
Sun
Sun
song performed by by Audioslave
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Spirit Fear.
I look with half unfriendly eyes
Into the casual eyes I meet,
As if my spirit feared surprise,
Dim-memoried with some old defeat.
In a far life it may be, when
It breathed in a monastic cell,
And found a fallacy in men
More sad than any tongue can tell
Or flashing in a warrior's fame
A sword for friendship fiercely drew
But turned to dust an honored name
And made life's mead a bitter brew.
And still like an ancestral stain
The memory on the spirit lies,
And still it fears to meet again
The light of those accusing eyes
poem by Robert Crawford
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Father God
Father we leave year 2007 and walk through the gate of 2008
Father God, I thank you for all the years you have given me.
For allowing me to live with love, trust and prosperity.
Oh Father I travelled through darkness back into the light.
You never let me out of your sight.
You are my strength, you are my power,
you never forgot me in my saddest hour.
When all else fails you stand by my side
giving me the courage needed to survive.
Father thank you for the precious gifts,
My children, my talents, the honour to live.
To see your beauty from an earthlings eyes.
To gaze at the view in your awesome sky.
I thank you for the earth so beautiful and green,
the vast waters filled with treasures unseen.
Thank you Father for every breath I take
For the eyes to see each morning i wake
In the name of your precious son Jesus
Thank you Father God.
Written: Jan.8,2008
poem by Melvina Germain
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Eyes
Eyes are blue
Eyes are green
Eyes are true
Eyes are mean
Eyes are bright
Give the light
Eyes are black
Like the night
Eyes are cold
Eyes are warm
Eyes are angry
Like a storm
Eyes are kind
Eyes are blind
Eyes are evil
Eyes of devil
Eyes are hungry
Eyes of walls
Eyes are empty
Eyes of dolls
Eyes are loving
Eyes are charming
Eyes are lying
Truth denying
Eyes are haughty
Eyes are naughty
Eyes are naïve
To all they believe
Eyes are strained
A fear remained
Eyes without hope
Ready for the rope
Eyes are vulnerable
Eyes that gamble
Eyes are sensitive
Eyes are attentive
Eyes are stubborn
Eyes are submissive
Eyes of a new born
Eyes are pensive
Loving eyes are true
Black, brown or blue
My eyes are green
A lot they have seen
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
January 11th,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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A Pair Of Brown Eyes
One summer evening drunk to hell
I stood there nearly lifeless
An old man in the corner sang
Where the water lilies grow
And on the jukebox johnny sang
About a thing called love
And its how are you kid and whats your name
And how would you bloody know?
In blood and death neath a screaming sky
I lay down on the ground
And the arms and legs of other men
Were scattered all around
Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed
Then prayed and bled some more
And the only thing that I could see
Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me
But when we got back, labeled parts one to three
There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me
And a rovin a rovin a rovin Ill go
For a pair of brown eyes
I looked at him he looked at me
All I could do was hate him
While ray and philomena sang
Of my elusive dream
I saw the streams, the rolling hills
Where his brown eyes were waiting
And I thought about a pair of brown eyes
That waited once for me
So drunk to hell I left the place
Sometimes crawling sometimes walking
A hungry sound came across the breeze
So I gave the walls a talking
And I heard the sounds of long ago
From the old canal
And the birds were whistling in the trees
Where the wind was gently laughing
And a rovin a rovin a rovin Ill go
For a pair of brown eyes
song performed by by Pogues
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Glow
Glow,
Take out this foreign heart,
Wash oof the sand that seeps out through my eyes,
Ive still sleep in my eyes.
Cold,
Colds how we felt so long,
Accuse me of crying and speaking of lies.
Ive still sleep in my eyes,
Ive still sleep in my eyes,
Glow like a lover.
Out,
Out is the winter pale,
Gold rising june in the blue of my eye,
Ive still sleep in my eyes.
Glow, this is my family,
Send for the soul you can soon realise.
Ive still sleep in my eyes,
Ive still sleep in my eyes,
Glow like a lover.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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