Art will remain the most astonishing activity of mankind, born out of struggle between wisdom and madness, between dream and reality, in our mind.
quote by Magdalena Abakanowicz
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It is astonishing with how little wisdom mankind can be governed, when that little wisdom is its own.
quote by William Ralph Inge
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It is astonishing with how little wisdom mankind can be governed, when that little wisdom is its own.
quote by W.R. Inge
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Awaken Little Dreamer
With my eyes closed I see sadness. Sadness I held in for so long. Sadness that is beginning to be replaced with madness. Madness that's been eating at my core, my thought process, my mind for so long.
Eyes open, I see a reality I've been trying to to change, to better it. A lie, I've been living a lie. My life is a lie, one I've been living for so long.
A single tear escapes my eye as I am awaking from my made up reality, my created world. Reality, my reality is tragic not magic. Tears I held back now pour from my eyes, tears I held back for so long.
With my eyes closed I see sadness. I see pain masked by madness. I see sadness hidden by a web of lies and as I open my eyes I hear a voice say, 'Awaken from your dream, come and face reality. Awaken little dreamer. Awaken.'
poem by Suzaku Vaneko
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Edge Of Reality
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
I walk along a thin line darling
Dark shadows follow me
Heres where lifes dream lies disillusioned
The edge of reality
Oh I can hear strange voices echo
Laughing with mockery
The border line of doom Im facing
The edge of reality
On the edge of reality she sits there tormenting me
The girl with the nameless face
On the edge of reality where she overpowers me
With fears that I cant explain
She drove me to the point of madness
The brink of misery
If shes not real then Im condemned to
The edge of reality
On the edge of reality she sits there tormenting me
The girl with the nameless face
On the edge of reality where she overpowers me
With fears that I cant explain
She drove me to the point of madness
The brink of misery
If shes not real then Im condemned to
The edge of reality
Reality, reality, reality, reality,
Reality, reality, reality, reality
song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Born To Be Free! ! !
Born to be free! ! !
But, the obstacles of this world have engulfed themselves all around me.
Born to be free! ! !
But hatred had been the main cause being practised by mankind than love.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind had introduced what is called racism all around us.
Born to be free! ! !
But, mankind is not ready to accept the positive laws of the Creator.
Born to be free! ! !
But, there are wars everywhere on this earth.
Born to be free! ! !
But, you've hated me already in your heart without any reason.
Born to be free! ! !
But, earth's own problems are more than i can bare.
Born to be free! ! !
But, what i know is not what the Babylon System is teaching me.
Born to be free! ! !
But, the painter of tomorrow has no brush in his or her hand today.
Born to be free! ! !
But, when will the world learn to live in peace?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Let Us Try This One
what if i stay as your dream
and then you become my reality
will it be sort of sorrow?
or will it be a fanfare?
what if i become your reality
and then you become my dream?
what if we just become both as
dreams?
yes, just dreams because we cannot
afford us
this reality, we are faraway like north and south
we are hardheaded like rocks
we pretend to meet at a certain point
yet we maintained the distance of parallel lines
what if? then what? i agree, we better remain as words
there is not a touch which can destroy us
there is not a poisonous kiss
there is none at all, and perhaps that is what we really wanted.
yes, a dream that does not come true. yes, we are excited for nothing
at all.
yes, we are not really meant for each other
despite our clamor for completion. yes, i am but a spare tire
and what shall it be you? Air.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Am Forbiden
Under this terrible sun I lay to rest,
Mind and heart at it never ending struggle
Who should I embrace, oh spirit of nature.
My self is not content with self,
And I am force to adhere to my lower self.
Where all the ethers turn sour in moments.
Hmm….my tears would not flow,
For these ancient mysteries i must conceal.
From the idle nature of mankind,
Who see reality as it and never enduring to unveil?
Ignorant, false knowledge are the true embodiment
Of this animal nature, in it never ending stupendous nature.
Which I am forbidding to reveal.
I pray god save mankind.
poem by Samuel Donkor
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The invisible wisdom of God.........
Do we know the truth of heaven and our God's love?
Do we understand the knowledge of invisible wisdom of God?
We must understand that God's wisdom rests on the
foundation of spiritual practice of compassion and love
Learning spiritual power and prayers could make us
to realize the truth of heaven and God's love
We all born with God's love and care at the beginning
and the problem arises how to remain till our end
Our spiritual journey starts with understanding on God's trust
and continue with perception of God's precepts till the end
The spiritual perfection could be achieved not only by meditation
but also teaching others to reach the knowledge of wisdom
That is why God appointed wisdom as his goal for mankind
God loves his people and enjoy their knowledge in wisdom
and he feels proud of his rational creation on earth
Our choice is live with the wisdom to delight in God
or choose path of that leads to miserable life on earth.
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Genteel Madness
Devolved into a genteel kind of madness
And no longer beloved today
Morphed more…into a still stranger likeness
Removed of reality in every way
Scant recognizable
In the mirror of my mind
As well reflection
In rain silvered window
This genteel kind of madness
Be it yours? …tis it mine?
And if tis truly madness
How would one truly know?
poem by David Whalen
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The Dream-Ender
His eyes have born witness to many a glorious place;
His heart has gained privity to an ardor that time may not erase;
His mind has fashioned his dream's amorous reality;
His soul briefly exalted in this wondrous causality-
Though, he may never truly be allowed to live the same;
Yet, he must believe that once again this chimeric flame
Shall alight upon him, and never falter or fade again, from his sight-
To once again serve as his beacon, through the dark, lonely night.
He shan't begrudge the dream, for its lack of punctuality-
To do so would be to accept an alternate, lesser reality.
What for to dream, but for to exalt in its splendor! ?
Aquiescence in the face of same would make him a pretender;
He shall never embrace a lesser dream, nor its surrender:
He may never live his dream, but shan't be the dream-ender!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Out of the…is Born a …
Out of the mire is born a gorgeous flower;
Out of the noise is born a dead silence;
Out of the storm is born, calm!
Out of the strife is born a pleasant life;
Out of the filth is born flora, fauna;
Out of the chaos is born clarity.
Out of the exercise is born a healthy body;
Out of the training is born wisdom;
Out of the learning is born a scholar!
Out of the confession is born a soul afilled with grace;
Out of the Holy Book is born the word of God;
Out of the prayers is born answers from God!
Out of the rain is born the verdure shoots;
Out of the sun is born the growing plants;
Out of the dawn is born a lovely day;
Out of the dusk is born a quiet night!
Out of the hunger is born an appetite;
Out of the dainty food is born satiety;
Out of the wine is born inebriety.
Out of the fasting is born controlled senses;
Out of the inhibition is born a civilized person;
Out of the nature’s furies is born forbearance;
Out of the war is born a newer peace.
Out of the mistakes done is born a new resolve;
Out of the struggle is born a long-lasting freedom;
Out of the perseverance is born an accomplishment.
Out of the light is born a new day on earth;
Out of the night is born a starry sky;
Out of the dark clouds is born an aureole moon.
Out of the boredom is born a life of joy;
Out of the trials, travail is born a mind of steel;
Out of the woes is born a content heart!
Out of the parent’s love is born a loving child;
Out of the love of God is born forgiveness of sins;
Out of the mercy of God is born a soul for heaven!
poem by John Celes
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Genius is nothing more than common faculties refined to a greater intensity. There are no astonishing ways of doing astonishing things. All astonishing things are done by ordinary materials.
quote by Benjamin Haydon
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Reality of a dream
A light conversation,
With only the ones we trust
The vision of happiness
A settled place for ones heart
The reality of a dream
Some no not were to start
The door we may rather leave alone,
For we fear the pain of disappointment
A guessing game without the answer
The reality of a dream
Runs hand and hand with
the reality of fate
Except both or walk away
Hard work with all but success
And years laid to rest
Be a curse this idea
This dream with its fears
From deterioration to motivation
The dream can be delivered
For the reality of a dream
Is that...........
Without reality there is no dream
poem by Morgan Bodden
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Madness Is Not My Poem
MADNESS IS NOT MY POEM
Madness is not my poem-
I have lived a life
Striving to remain sane.
Madness is pain and disorder-
Madness is the hurting that does not know its own end-
Madness is screaming and praying for the pain to stop
When the pain does not stop.
Madness is not my poem
I strive against Madness all my life
Sane I am even when sad
Madness is not my poem
Though I will die being afraid
It still might be.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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My new year enigma
Tell me… Mama
Should I be born into this world?
To witness mankind annihilated by mankind?
In the name of survival
They mongered it would’t be a matter
That was the root of struggle
To annex who is better
Tell me … Mama
Should I be born into this world?
To witness mankind perished by mother natures?
The winds aren’t friendly
The earths are shaky
The ocean could be deadly
The weather is sometimes so nasty
The hole in the sky is so unpredictably
Millennium after millennium
Another New Year dawning
Another new episode of life unleashed
Don’t tell me… Mama
Is it worth living?
Who is righteous to sustain sorrow or happiness?
For another New Year dawning
Is another revelation of truthness
Happy New Year
28/12/2007
REPUBLIC OF SINGAPORE
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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A Word To The Future
The fantasies of a fool
Are his nightmares
But the dream
Of the wise is reality
Age is nothing
But experience is the key
In the story of life
One is born to be
To unravel life's mystery
So borne the hatred
And the jealousy
Saw the seed of life
To reap eternity
Don't give up the struggle
For this is your destiny
poem by Matt Ancient
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Myth and reality
How everyone in the universe painted dragon:
India
China
Germany?
There was this dragon.
This is not a myth.
How the lovers dream about
Kings and Queens,
The Palace,
The glass slipper
About Cinderella?
This is the reality.
I live in Jerusalem and the dream and
The legend is reality
I am wearing a sandal on Cinderella, at
Street alley
I watch My kingdom
That your image
Engraved.
from Crops of Madness
poem by Shoshana Vegh
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Feeling Injured
Feeling Injured
-Under the Shadow of Power
Wind from the darkness is silent
There’s nothing but passion and sad
Fierce my heart
Sensitive words was injured by the heavy mind
Who streaming from the wound is not the dead blood
But the lively hope
Passion is the flame burning in the ice
But in reality dream can not wonder
In the place where it was born
Mind, the weak in shivering is still dreaming
How can he enter his paradise from reality the hell
poem by Snowheart Warlik
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A Dream Be Not
I dream a dream of dreams to be
oh do I dream of such a thing I dream of love peace happiness
but a dream can this be maybe the truth I do not see for this dream can really be reality with your hands joined
in mine that's how my dream can really be reality
poem by Marcus Caqueias
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Fluff Seekers
Fluff seekers know where to go,
To get their daily fix.
And those wishing to get their reality,
Straight up with no chaser...
Like to remain sober as long as possible.
Although their activity may not be received,
As popular.
And today...
People can not seem to get enough fluff.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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