But if our sex would but well consider and rationally ponder, they will perceive and find that it is neither words nor place that can advance them, but worth and merit.
quote by Margaret Cavendish
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Perception
Trust and faith
in what I believe
comes to me
through all I perceive.
If I perceive myself
as free,
then that is what
I always will be.
If I perceive
that everything's fine,
then my perception
is a grand design
that takes me above
the chaos and fear.
It becomes nothing
to which I adhere.
If I perceive
that I'm in control,
then my perception is
a midnight's stroll
that leads me to find
great peace within.
It completes the perception
my vision lets in.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Value Of Words
Words what value words
when spoken in haste
what is their worth
words spat in spite
or an envious game
false words meaningless
what value words
a trusting word
honest and open speaks
volumes when listen to
without agenda given
with care and thought
placed into its being
what becomes its worth
words in variety
of context and meaning
fill blank spaces
where sometimes silence
is a more welcome sound
where nothing is better said
words have a value
consider their worth
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Within your Eyes
Within your eyes I perceive a world of wonder,
A beauty of shining, ever shimmering grace.
Within your eyes I perceive a world to ponder,
A beauty shining, ever leaving me faithful.
Yet I sense your confusion upon the vibrations we share.
poem by David Lacey
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Name of God
He who utters the Name of God while walking
gets the merit of a sacrifice at every step
His body becomes a place of pilgrimage.
He who repeats God’s Name while working
always finds perfect peace.
He who utters the Name of God while eating
gets the merit of a fast
even though he has taken his meals.
Even if one were to give in charity
the whole world encircled by the seas
it would not equal the merit of repeating the Name,
By the power of the Name
one will know what cannot be known,
One will see what cannot be seen,
One will speak what cannot be spoken,
One will meet what cannot be met.
Tuka says.
Incalculable is the gain that comes
From repeating the Name of God.
poem by Sant Tukaram
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Imagination In All Discoveries
Only God is great
God gives the words
God gives us no rest
we mirror God's
imagination in all discoveries
we invent perceive
God has written wonder
into the very webs of time
into all creation we perceive
poem by Terence George Craddock
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St. Valentine's Day
A day set aside for romance,
On which suitors make an advance,
Pray you find yourself not loveless,
With emotions you can't express,
There's a heart in which you've a place,
A true love of untold grace,
Dream of your days spent as lovebirds,
Feelings you can't relate with words,
On this day that cupid seeds fate,
It is said that birds find a mate,
Whether known or kept secret,
To your dearest gladly submit,
Try to seek out that perfect gift,
So your love's spirits get a lift,
Many will open up their heart,
New chapters of romance will start.
poem by Christian Lacdael
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Pieces
i try to be perfect but nothing was worth it
i dont believe it makes me real
i thought it'd be easy but no one believes me
i meant all the things i said
if you believe its in my soul
i'd say all the words that i know
just to see if it would show
that im trying to let you know
that im better off on my own
this place is so emtpy
my thoughts are so tempting
i don't know how it got so bad
some times its so crazy that nothing can save me
but it's the only thing that i have
if you believe its in my soul
i'd say all the words that i know
just to see if it would show
that im trying to let you know
that im better off on my own
i try to be perfect it just wasnt worth it
nothing could ever be so wrong
it's hard to believe me
it never gets easy
i guess i knew that all along
if you believe its in my soul
i'd say all the words that i know
just to see if it would show
that im trying to let you know
that im better off on my own
song performed by by Sum 41
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Welcomed Into the Family of Comprehension
Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.
Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.
What hand reaching out to shake,
Does not support that?
What prolonged heartbreak,
Would stay wallowing in sorrow?
To borrow an excuse,
Or a chance not to view agony?
Close up and into a tear stained face.
You should not want that reflecting...
Everywhere,
And in every face you see.
Denial is the most contagious disease!
Everywhere,
And in every face you see.
Denial is the most contagious disease!
No thing is detached,
That keeps an attraction from coming back.
Something is attached to that.
And seriously repeated.
When done,
The meaning of that purpose...
Should not go misunderstood!
Like selling one 'pot' who requested 'crack'.
An end should come to that.
When the mind gets that whacked out.
And chained to keep one remaining unchanged.
If it does because of ignorance declared delicious?
That can be forgiven, allowed and forgotten.
We all have had our cravings.
However...
If it does come from an intention reeking in deceit?
That can be considered a good cause,
Some some severe cussing out!
And some folks have earned their cussing out,
Those deserving it...
Rights!
And some folks can be sadistic about it!
You can not cuss them out enough!
There are a number of them to unionize.
Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.
If it does come from an intention meant?
That can be shallow, obvious...
And an absence of common sense.
And an absence of it is more common than not!
If one ain't got it!
And an intention done lacking sense,
Wastes too much time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything.
With a purpose to ponder.
And a place for that purpose,
To find reason at that time.
Everything has a reason.
Everything,
In a thinking mind!
Any thought adopted...
Is welcomed into the family,
Of comprehension.
And attempts to understand,
Is supported.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Weird 'A'
Melbourne, Australia, 3/17/95)
I seem so overcome, yeah...
Words seem so out of place
words they fall off my altar
How did I get to this place?
Seems so, sounds so familiar
Lost in my dying, cold cry...
All their dreams, there's a million, yeah...
So does it feel time to say a prayer?
Hey, yeah... (2x)
Words they seemed out of place
Words they seem out of place
Falling out on my face, yeah...
Words just seem out of place
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Unreasonable Words (an abstraction of reason)
I tire of my old language.
So many words
no longer fly.
I'm left to ponder:
Who am I?
It seems so strange
that in my mind,
I can open doors
so wide, up to the sky, going far into rooms
containing many new wonders to find.
Yet on this wrinkled paper
it's all ancient,
old and dusty.
A few scattered syllables,
dank and musty.
How many times,
by how many people
in how many ways
can words be flown?
... perhaps as many,
and as much
as the air can be breathed
that's millions of years old...
As long as people have
been breathing,
they have been speaking.
The air will continue on,
refreshing.
I hope the words
shall also.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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That house is my place,
That house is my place,
That house is the beauty of life,
That house is the higher dwelling,
I can perceive that infinity,
I saw that I got hopes,
In all that is done under the sun,
You will never make me fail,
Never let them realise,
Never let them come to get you,
Sincerely I'm in the dark,
I can never lie that I got fate,
That higher place where I never sleep,
This is the choice,
This is the greatest voice,
When I never lose my understanding,
Come and perceive that Iam the greatest,
Come and get Salvation,
That the higher reward is from the heavenly King.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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PoppyCat
Inquisitive nature, that cat.
How very curious,
How simply luxurious.
Where is the well that your questions
come from, that they never cease
even while you rest,
Cat?
You ponder and feel your way
Even as you rest you get your way.
You ponder as I ponder Cat.
we aimlessly wander.
Write Erase Write Erase
this is what happens to this poem
when you have nothing to write
tonight....write, erase, write, erase
you are waiting
for an inspiration that does not come
you keep on waiting and then something comes
you write it, you think about it, you read it and you find nothing
worth the letter you assign to it
then you erase it and you are honest enough to admit that there is nothing
beautiful
not even a purpose, and then you write the word again, you ponder, there is
nothing worth its existence
there is nothing to grow in that word chosen
you erase it again, you write it and then there is this space of thinking,
what is it? you ask. what is it really?
it is this denial.
this negation of
what you are
that keeps you writing.
you stand by the window. Look out
the road. You see a dog, and it is howling again
to the moon
and to the wrong tree
it is barking.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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~SomeDay~
I think of you
you're on my mind
you're the one
I'm trying to find
lost in my heart
lost in my hands
lost in the blue oceans
lost in the desert sands
I've tried to find you
I've looked so hard
I've lost consciousness
I've let down my guard
you've dropped off
the face of the earth
but I'll find you
because your worth,
worth my time
and worth my heart
I hate being this far apart
but I'll find you
somehow, someway
well be together
sometime, someday
poem by No Reason To Care
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The True Liberal
The truest Liberal is he
Who sees the man in each degree,
Who merit in a churl can prize,
And baseness in an earl despise,
Yet censures baseness in a churl,
And dares find merit in an earl.
poem by Robert Fuller Murray
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Constant strife
My feelings are strange
To my own heart.
I ponder and ponder
To find I’ll never
Know the reason why.
The sky looks the same
So does my habitat.
But deep inside I find
Something is changed.
And the change, it is
The strangest and the greatest
I ever experienced.
I am caught up
In a fight, the very fight
Between hope and despair.
For God, I plead
There be an end to it.
‘Cause I can’t take it
Even a moment more.
I begged despair
And did plead to hope
To stop this war.
Yet they play with my life
As if it were a mere plaything.
And none of them ready
To step down for me.
poem by Emily Angel
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When I Find The Right Words
I've been thinking for many days.
I've been trying a long long time.
I've been trying to say it's true.
Trying to say I love you.
There was only one problem I had.
And it was to find the right words to say.
When I find the right words.
When I find the right words to say.
You'll find it's true that I love you.
When I find the right words.
I'm speaking of you.
You'll find that it's true.
You'll find it's true that I love you.
When I find the right words.
Now as time goes by.
I still bear in mind, I love you.
And as time goes by.
I still bear in mind, my love for you.
There's still only one thing I've got to do.
And that's to find the right words.
When I find the right words.
When I find the right words to say.
You'll find it's true that I love you.
When I find the right words.
I'm still speaking of you.
You'll still find that it's true.
You'll find it's true that I love you.
When I find the right words.
When I find the right words..
Love-Ballad By Kim Robin Edwards
(Lyric) Copyright 1983,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
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poem by Kim Robin Edwards
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I Wo'nt Look Back
I need to take a bus, a train
or maybe a jet airplane
to go where I can't see you.
For I can't remain
in this place where I'd see you
every once in a while,
and think about the chance you blew
to walk me down the aisle.
So I won't look back
'cause I'll only come up aching.
No I won't look back
and let my heart keep breaking
No, I won't ever look back.
So many promises, so many words
that put me on cloud nine
all came crashing down on me
for those words were never mine.
How many girls had you said them to?
Five or six or seven?
I guess you put them on cloud nine
and a little piece of heaven.
I need to get my self-worth back
and get myself back on track.
So I'll take a trip to a faraway place,
a place where I can't see your face.
Only time will bring release
and make this ache start to cease.
'Cause I can make it without you
no matter what I have to do.
A broken heart takes time to mend
and let the memories fade.
Then I will find the sun again
and walk out of this shade.
And as I leave I won't look back
even though my tears will flow.
I know it's the right thing for me to do,
wherever I might go.
So I won't look back
'Cause I'll only come up aching.
No I won't look back
and let my heart keep aching.
No I won't ever look back.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Aging Of Entitlements
The aging of entitlements,
Has created a deep hole...
For those who perceive,
Their lives are compared...
To those of royal thieves.
They want to continue to believe,
They are deserving to stand tall...
On the backs of the poor.
As a cementing of doors...
Prevents them to advance.
The aging of entitlements,
Has created a deep hole...
For those who perceive,
Their lives are compared...
To those of royal thieves.
As the throwing of trinkets to appease the needy,
Is treated as if good deeds are done...
By the ones who welcome their blood ties.
To a history of gluttonous feeding of selfish greed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before The Beginning
Written by peter green.
So many nights I lay awake
Cant sleep
I lay here thinkin bout a woman
I used to love
Cant sleep but no good to count sheep
Ill just count the worries
That Ive got plenty of
And how many times
Must I be the fool
Before I can make it
Oh make it on home
Ive got to find a place to sing my words
Is there nobody listening to my song?
You talk about a life
Been searching for the key
But cant find an answer
To comfort me
I ask myself about love
Cant even find the door
To take me to a place
Ive never seen before
But how many times
Must I be the fool
Before I can make it
Oh make it on home
Ive got to find a place to sing my words
Is there nobody listening to my song?
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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