My buildings don't speak in words but by means of their own spaciousness.
quote by Thom Mayne

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Those Simple Words That I Speak To You
many times i want
to go away from simple words
those that you can easily understand
and hence take for granted
words which you think have
no life
which means that i have too
to go away from you
which i cannot
because without you i cannot breathe
i cannot speak
i may die and perhaps i may only
speak those words
that will understand only themselves when i am finally taken
into their bosoms
filled with eternal emptiness
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Words between words
Words between words
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I try and say most things subtle
To slip words between words
In the hope you will read and hear
Sometimes I speak with blunt honesty
Sometimes wish I just didn’t speak
Sketching in secret characters
Telling stories built on fantasy
When a subtle look reveals
The obvious biography
Those words between words
What I write, what I speak
I understand words more than people
Words always seem easy
We all have things we wish to say
Some are said, others kept
All that is written then spoken
Are words between words
poem by Matthew Holloway

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If You Are a Poet
If you are a poet it means so much
as others souls you often touch.
Your own soul you cruelly cut
petting the others with your blood.
To be a poet means to sing of beauty
and it’s the main poet’s duty.
Rhyming the words to tell the truth
and it has to be quite smooth.
To be a poet means to burn with passion,
to treat the others grief with a compassion,
to love the others as yourself,
to hear the voice of kind elf.
To be a poet means to dream,
to tell the world a touching theme,
to speak sincerely and frankly
but not just rhyming poems blankly.
Rhyming words is not the main,
there’s no need to strain your brain.
If your heart has nothing to tell
rhymed words will look like hell.
To be a poet means to write
as if your blood gushes from vein,
to write the rhythm of living breath,
the rhythm of life that seethe.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
30/9 2010
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska

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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano

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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter

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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar

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To Afraid to Speak
There are words that my mouth is too afraid to speak.
I fear if I speak them then all that I know will be destroyed.
But then again I am also afraid if I don’t speak them I will never grow.
And without growth all I hold dear could fade away.
What should I do?
Should I live in fear and never speak the words?
Or should I take a chance and speak them in hope of growth instead of destruction?
I don’t know.
Who would believe a man as brave as I am would be afraid to speak three little words…?
“I Love You”
Nothing Left To Say
Locked up tight but holdin' the key
Clock keeps tickin' like it's laughin' at me
I wonder
What spell I'm under
Days go by in a pulseless haze
Who's that person that's wearin' my face
Denyin'
What he's hidin'
I can't go on like this
I won't let myself miss the rest of my life
Chorus:
When something's come and gone
What good is holdin' on?
Why waste tomorrow chasin' yesterday?
I part my lips to speak
But the words are out of reach
I guess that really means
There's nothin' left to say
I guess we could carry on livin' asleep
Who is the fool who could choose to just keep pretendin'
That this ain't endin'?
I wish you all that I wish for myself
To have that ache of emptiness behind us
And not still inside us
It's time to take that dare
There's still a world out there waitin' for me
Chorus:
When something's come and gone
What good is holdin' on?
Why waste tomorrow chasin' yesterday?
I part my lips to speak
But the words are out of reach
I guess that really means
There's nothin' left to say
We did the best we could
Just like we thought we should
But sometimes you've got to just let go
Chorus:
When something's come and gone
What good is holdin' on?
Why waste tomorrow chasin' yesterday?
I part my lips to speak
But the words are out of reach
I guess that really means
There's nothin' left to say
There's nothin' left to say
Nothin' left to say
song performed by by Richard Marx

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Nothin' Left To Say
Locked up tight but holdin' the key
Clock keeps tickin' like it's laughin' at me
I wonder
What spell I'm under
Days go by in a pulseless haze
Who's that person that's wearin' my face
Denyin'
What he's hidin'
I can't go on like this
I won't let myself miss the rest of my life
Chorus:
When something's come and gone
What good is holdin' on?
Why waste tomorrow chasin' yesterday?
I part my lips to speak
But the words are out of reach
I guess that really means
There's nothin' left to say
I guess we could carry on livin' asleep
Who is the fool who could choose to just keep pretendin'
That this ain't endin'?
I wish you all that I wish for myself
To have that ache of emptiness behind us
And not still inside us
It's time to take that dare
There's still a world out there waitin' for me
Chorus:
When something's come and gone
What good is holdin' on?
Why waste tomorrow chasin' yesterday?
I part my lips to speak
But the words are out of reach
I guess that really means
There's nothin' left to say
We did the best we could
Just like we thought we should
But sometimes you've got to just let go
Chorus:
When something's come and gone
What good is holdin' on?
Why waste tomorrow chasin' yesterday?
I part my lips to speak
But the words are out of reach
I guess that really means
There's nothin' left to say
There's nothin' left to say
Nothin' left to say
song performed by by Richard Marx

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Doing the right thing.....
Sometimes it means giving in
When you know that nothing else matter
Sometimes it means needing to be quiet
When words can no longer deliver the message
Sometimes it means going separate ways
When things have gotten unbearable and hopeless
Sometimes it means turning away
When your presence will do more harm than good
Sometimes it means giving up your dreams
When you no longer have time to dream
Sometimes it means stop hoping
When there's nothing else to hope for
Sometimes it means giving up your reasons
When you know that they just don't fit
Sometimes it means masking your true feelings
When you know that you have to put up a face
Sometimes it means keeping the love within your heart
When you know that it can only bring pain.
poem by Malaya Bodlaver

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Making Buildings
The piece-rate for making buildings rises
As you build more suddenly and quickly.
Pilfering justifies the innocent as they speak,
But does it mean goodness?
He is a pie-eater, a man so much hominoid,
Furious winds are horrific when there is goodness.
Look at the rain gauge to see why the weather barks
At the bulk of the land and sea.
The pieces we join are collected to describe
The state of the buildings, the very engineering.
poem by Naveed Akram

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My Song
Sometimes imaginary voices speak the truth
But I just can't speak
the way they do
I just can't speak
the words they do
If only the words inside my head
would come out right
I bet if they would they could change the world
I'm sure if they would they could change the world
As long as the words
I speak are wrong
I beg you to listen to my song
That's when my
voice becomes my own
This is my song
song performed by by Shoot High Aim Low from Shalplatte

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Shut my Mouth
There are those whom wish
I would just shut my mouth.
For my words cut them to
the bone when I speak of
an abuse child. Or a person
drowning in the sea of his or
her own addiction. They real
wish I would shut my mouth when
I speak of equality for all. Also when
talk about suffrage one goes through
from AIDS, Cancer to Death. I done had my
words crumbled in thrown back in my face.
I have been given looks as if they want to shove
my words back down my throat until I choked on them.
But for all those who want me to shut my mouth I have
got three times as many who want me to speak.
So speak I will. As long as I got something to say I will speak.
And only when I don’t have anymore to say is when I will
Shut My Mouth.
Broken Silence
My silence is now broken.
I can speak the words.
I can Just begin to speak the words.
But painfull it still is.
At least I can.
Now begin to speak.
I was silent for so long.
never could brake the barrier.
To allow me to speak.
Now my silence is broken.
I can speak about it very little.
But at least the
Door is open.
The journey
I can take.
But can I face it?
Soon I shall no.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

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Young Poets
You speak for the lakes, the trees and the birds
You say what they'd say if they had the words.
Make PEACE and be proud, choose well every choice
Speak HOPE and speak loud, you are Nature's voice.
Speak with respect now, for jungles and streams,
Speak for all wildlife and dream giant dreams.
Speak with great courage, speak up and speak out,
Write with a whisper or write with a SHOUT!
Stand up young poets for clean air and rivers,
Free verse or lyric; your message delivers...
Truth to the future citizens of earth,
Speak of your freedom your friends and self worth.
Speak for tomorrow and though you're still young,
Speak for the Forest, your pen is her tongue.
The world waits to hear your songs still unsung
Words posses power, you can write the wrongs
Teach us and lead us with Poems and with songs.
Speak now for nature, for trees and for birds,
Defenders of Earth choose carefullly your words!
poem by ToddMichael St. Pierre

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A word imagery
It is nice to translate imagery
It is fine blend of summary
It may come In the form of words
It may be fine flow to take it forward
Is it pure means to praise some one?
Or simple oratory or words for none?
It is likely to bring some one to the core
To draw the inference and come closer
It is likely to raise the status
There is great feeling and new impetus
Some one has occupied your mind
You are trying to woo but no means to find
It may ease the life for all times to come
The change is all of sudden and welcome
It is regarding the holy union for future
The words fulfill it and make doubly sure
How to explain it when it is specially a woman?
It has always proved difficult for simple man
He may try to prove it as much as he can
He may try all means so not to miss the train
It is intelligent way of approaching
It may bring new hope each morning
There may still be and look different
It may matter less as it is transparent
Each word may speak of high volume
There is no scope for doubts to assume
One has to grasp it correctly and go ahead
Life may look easy and worthwhile to lead
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Louder Than Words
I have heard you say the words many times,
but your actions tells me your words are just a lie;
because actions speak louder than words.
If you love me why don’t you hug me?
If you love me why don’t I ever remember a kiss from you?
You say you love but actions speak louder than words.
If you love me like you say you do
why when I need a shoulder to cry on you just shrug?
And when I need a cheering section your voice is silent?
You say you love but actions speak louder than words.
To love someone does not me to say it in a card
on a birthday, Christmas or Graduation day.
To truly love some one you show them with
a hug, a kiss or a call just to say hi.
Mom, you say you love then you need to show me;
because actions speak louder than words
Words say so much
Words are everywhere you look
in the paper and in the book
we all use them when we speak
in languages like French and Greek.
A baby uses them to speak to it's Mum
that's why she knows it wants talc on it's bum
but teenagers say words we don't understand
and singers sing them like Elvis and Streisand.
People lose their temper and shout and cuss
like when they stub a toe or miss a bus
that's when swear words can be heard
words you won't find in the Times crossword.
Someone who's drunk will talk in a strange way
these words can be heard in pubs on a Saturday
there's short words, and some which are long,
and some words that are nearly always spelt wong.
But that's enough words for now I'll put down my pen,
it's the end, over, ceased, finished, stopped, AMEN.
poem by Kevin Halls

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We've been taught to believe that actions speak louder than words. But I think words speak pretty loud all of our lives; we carry these words in our head.
quote by Marlo Thomas

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As We Speak
as we speak
our tounges flap
around our cheeks
as we sing thinking relating
hoping someone out there
understands the words we keep singing
I've done this so long
decipher these words
and come up with my own song
sing things my way
let these words flow
through this pen on this
paper they lay
Words are so powerfull and deep
but nothing comes across the same
as we speak