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Her Lost Treasure

Oh god your world is declining in
Silence and darkness, yet at times, the
Mind holds the attention of your beauty

Even when stories and words of the
Past, present, and future get more
difficult to search, she doesn't cease searching

I've known dark tunnels and roads of steel.
Slow moving trains, whistling in bending curves,
still I roll into the station with a smile.

I've marveled many morning's silver sunflowers
In distance sky, smiling, and later fading into the
Evening's refulgent colors

Now, left fumbling in the dark.
Where's the switch that turns the light
On my brain's anthology

Oh god…where are You…WHO…?
me…or YouandMe…One?
Your treasured words lost with mine

Now I lay silent in green grass wrapped in
A cold clay blanket to rest in nothingness
to become a lovely flower rotating life>>>

January 15,2011

(Seeing a poem in the rapid demise of a friend's mind/memory gives cause to weep for her and my own mortality!)

poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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Whistling In The Dark

A woman came up to me and said
Id like to poison your mind
With wrong ideas that appeal to you
Though I am not unkind
She looked at me, I looked at something
Written across her scalp
And these are the words that it faintly said
As I tried to call for help:
Theres only one thing that I know how to do well
And Ive often been told that you only can do
What you know how to do well
And thats be you,
Be what youre like,
Be like yourself,
And so Im having a wonderful time
But Id rather be whistling in the dark
Whistling in the dark
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Theres only one thing that I like
And that is whistling in the dark
A man came up to me and said
Id like to change your mind
By hitting it with a rock, he said,
Though I am not unkind.
We laughed at his little joke
And then I happily walked away
And hit my head on the wall of the jail
Where the two of us live today.
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And Ive often been told that you only can do
What you know how to do well
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Be like yourself,
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Be like yourself,
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song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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My Dark Dreams

I'm in the dark
And I'm lost
In my mind, screaming
Through the empty
Space, filled with no light
All I hear is my echo

I listen and hear the echo
Of silent breaking through the dark
Nothingness that consumes any light
That I don't see, in this lost
Place of empty
Dreaming, in which I scream

Soon as it stops, the screaming
High painful cry, and the echo
Fades, leaving me again in the empty
Hallow thoughts of my dark
Sleep, and wander through my mind lost
Of what I had, it was my light

What I had was like a warm light
That held me from the bitter screaming
Of the cold, it found me when I was lost
It covered me like a blanket, and echoed
Through my soul, with it I was never in the dark
And never left empty

Now, in my sleep, I am empty
The warm blanket of hte light
No longer holds me, but exposes me to the dark
And painful piercing screams
Of my own voice echoing
In my nightmares of what I've lost

I am lost
In the emptiness
Of my own pain, that echoes
Through me, and all I want again is the light
For it I scream
In my dreams, but all I get in the dark

I dream of the dark and I'm lost
My screaming is only heard by the empty
Space in my mind, where light shined, but there is only echo.

poem by Nicole Hiebing
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1 John 2: 8

At the back of her mind...was a man.
Somewhere in the roads she walked before.
Those dark roads of her life-
she paused and turned back.
There was no one there...
darkness covered the path.
Is his shadows hiding over the face of the night?
Or perhaps he was gone as was the light;
I wonder...how she must have felt
that the man she lived for
is now a memory she doesn't want to remember.
Had she wept? I know not.
Perhaps... or perhaps not.
For when I saw her stepping out of darkness,
I saw the smile in her eyes.
I'm certain it was joy that was written on her face
thinking she will never walk those roads again.
I looked away from her brown eyes and said to myself:
I'll never walk those roads again...
The darkness is past, the true light now shineth
and the past is gone.
At the back of my mind there is this MAN -
and I know Him.
I'll walk the roads He walked
for I know in them I'll find my way back home.

12January2011
Batac

poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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The Final Confessions II

These were my confessions
(A message to God)
The light begins to fade
(It’s time to go)
Back into the shadows
(That hard black fog)
Where darkness has its way
(God rest your soul)

Nothing left to tell you
(It’s all been said)
No more songs to write
(This silent Fall)
Nothing left to offer
(The well’s been bled)
From a shadow’s waning life
(Who lost it all)

Take my words and hold them
(Don’t be afraid)
Place them near your heart
(And heal your pain)
Shadow words will kiss you
(And heal your pain)
When your world turns dark
(Don’t’ be afraid)

And I kiss you
Kiss you
I kiss you in the dark

poem by Catman Cohen
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Valleys Of The Mind

Search the dark channels of your mind
Where anything you seek you shall find.
Hidden feelings and thoughts
that you felt had been erased
Is now in another place.

A picture frame of everything that
you’ve been through- is stored in there too.
Your mind is a library of knowledge
Where everything is stored for future use.
It holds your hopes, your dreams, your ups and downs
This is where it’ll all be found.

Loves you’ve lost, and loves you’ve gained
No two are ever the same.
Take a ride through your mind
Of different places and different times.
Then there are times when you can peek
Outside of your mind, and have your life become defined.

The valleys of the mind is a complex thing
But with each turn a memory it brings.
When you take a vacation from the
Stresses of the times, it’s because
You’ve had it in your mind

poem by Louis Rams
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I Had No Poem /I Had Nothing In Mind

I HAD NO POEM

I had no Poem
I had nothing in mind
Darkness in the world
Darkness inside.

I tried to think
I could not write
Darkness in the world
Darkness inside.

I repeated my theme
Again and again
Darkness in the world
Silence, no friend.

I try and I try
I need to write
A Poem is for me
A sign of Life.

What will be?
Will I ever know?
I write these words
Dawn so slow.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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White And Black

He painted a picture all white and black
because in his life all color did he lack.
He lacked the yellow of the sun each day
for the sun had never come his way.
He lacked the green of fresh green grass
for the cement of the city he couldn't get past.
He lacked the blue of the sky above
for no one had ever showed him love.
He lacked the red that the rose did give
for no roses grew where he did live.
He lacked all color from his sight.
All he knew was black and white.

The picture he painted could never tell
of how his life was a living hell.
He'd lost his sight when he was three
and the colors were a lost memory.
His sole memory was of dark and light,
night being dark, day being white.
And now he created art to define
everything that was in his mind.
But beauty came from the paint he used.
The black and white became infused
with the extracted senses of who he was,
a man filled with passion for what he does.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Black And White

He painted a picture all white and black
because in his life all color did he lack.
He lacked the yellow of the sun each day
for the sun had never come his way.
He lacked the green of fresh green grass
for the cement of the city he couldn't get past.
He lacked the blue of the sky above
for no one had ever shown him love.
He lacked the red that the rose did give
for no roses grew where he did live.
He lacked all color from his sight.
All he knew was black and white.

The picture he painted could never tell
of how his life became a living hell.
He'd lost his sight when he was three
and the colors were a lost memory.
His sole memory was of dark and light,
night being dark, day being white.
And now he created art to define
everything that was in his mind.
But beauty came from the paint he used.
The black and white became infused
with the extracted senses of who he was,
a man filled with passion for what he does.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Forever Sleep

You drifted into that forever sleep
away from the harshness of this world.
You now abide where angels sing
in the comfort of our lord.
Friends you left behind miss you
and will only be reunited with you
when their time comes along.
You earned a rest
beyond the sunset of your days.
Those you left behind smile
as they recall the humour in you.
A trait that will be passed down
as long as there are ears to listen.
Rest now my friend you earned it,
let the blanket of love from our lord
surround you always in his kingdom
in your forever sleep.

23 January 2011

Author’s Note:
This poem was written as a tribute to a friend of forty years,
who passed away on January 10 2011.

poem by David Harris
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2-Lost Words

In the dark alleys of my mind
They run about.
Sometimes lost, sometimes found.
Sometimes emerging faintly through the dark
Sometimes vanishing in thin air.
They emerge, only to half-disappear.
Only the sounds of laughter left behind,
Perhaps tiny footprints here and there.

As I sit to recreate these
In dark silent dead nights
On blank non-reflective sheets
Less than half-the-words stare up-

Rest are lost beyond recovery
In the dark alleys of my mind.

poem by Shreya Chatterjee
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Carolina On My Mind

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the aerie album, and has also been released on the this is john denver album.
In my mind Im going to carolina
Cant you see the sunshine
Cant you just feel the moonshine
Aint it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from behind
And Im going to carolina in my mind
Karen shes a silver sun
Youd best walk away and watchhine
Watch her watch the morning come
A silver tears appearing now
Im cryin, aint i
And Im going to carolina in my mind
There aint no doubt in no ones mind
And loves the finest thing around
Whisper something soft and kind
Hey babe, the skys on fire
And dyin, aint i
And Im going to carolina in my mind
In my mind Im going to carolina
Cant you see the sunshine
Cant you just feel the moonshine
Aint it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from behind
And Im going to carolina in my mind
Dark and silent, late last night
I think I might have heard the highway call
Eastern flight, dogs that bight
Signs that might be omens
Say Im goin, Im goin
Im going to carolina in my mind
With a holy host of others standing round me, yeah
Still Im on the dark side of the moon
And it seems like it goes on like this forever
You must forgive me, if its of an
In my mind Im going to carolina
Cant you see the sunshine
Cant you just feel the moonshine
Aint it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from behind
And Im going to carolina in my mind
In my mind Im going to carolina
Cant you see the sunshine
Cant you just feel the moonshine
Aint it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from behind
And Im going to carolina in my mind
Words and music by james taylor

song performed by by John Denver
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Slow Moving Sea

If you ever feel youll lose your dreams
Or your hope seems too far gone
Ill bring the distance to your door
You couldnt ask for any more
You were around when I needed a friend
You were the means you were the end
Youll be the one Ill turn to now
Theres gonna be some hard times coming down
Without you the world would be so crowded
Without you the moon would be so clouded
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
If ever your candle wont blow out
Or your sorrow seems so interrupted
Well Ill be the first to bring the darkness down
Ill be the silence at your side
Without you the music couldnt move me
The words would ring true
But the tune would feel so empty
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
But myself
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Moving away from the land so cautiously
Id find me an island to surround
Just like you did as I was feeling down
As I was feeling down
Without you the world would be so crowded
Without you the moon would be so clouded
Without you I can be anyone
Anyone at all but myself
Oh but myself
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Wish I was a slow moving sea
Love is like a slow moving sea
Keeping in touch with eternity
Wish I was a slow, slow, slow, slow moving sea
Love is like a slow moving sea

song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Fear Of Darkness

My heart is weak
there is no feelings in it...
My mind is weak
there are no thoughts left in it...
Where would I be
searching for the lost feelings...
where would I go
in search of my old thoughts...

Days are just moving
with no specific route...
Time's trying to hold on
waiting for me to guide...
Words are in confusion
framing sentences with no meaning...
Where would this lead me
in fear of the fate...

Running in different directions
leading to the end of the road...
With no stops for a break
to catch the lost breathe...
I saw the whole world
coming towards me...
Pushing me into the
deep darkness of silence...

I tried to break myself
free from the emotions...
Pushed the prolonged thoughts
from the edge of my world...
Walked in a lonely path
in search for the light...
Tired, I looked everywhere
for a dropp of life in darkness...

Fate just had a different
view for making me miserable...
Thrown away into the dungeons
my dreams just faded into dust...
Leaving me in a limbo
with no exit in sight...
I faced my worst time
in fear of the darkness of silence...

poem by Sowkoor Nischal Shetty
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Carolina In My Mind

(Taylor)
In my mind I'm going to Carolina. Can't you see the sunshine,
can't you just feel the moon shining?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind and I'm going to Carolina in my mind.
Karen she's a silver sun, you best walk her way and watch it shine,
watch her watch the morning come.
A silver tear's appearing now, I'm crying, ain't I? I'm going to Carolina in my mind.
There ain't no doubt it no one's mind that loves the finest thing around,
whisper something soft and kind.
And hey, babe, the sky's on fire, I'm dying, ain't I? I'm going to Carolina in my mind.
In my mind I'm going to Carolina. Can't you see the sunshine,
can't you just feel the moon shining?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind and I'm going to Carolina in my mind.
Dark and silent late last night, I think I might have heard the highway call.
Geese in flight and dogs that bite.
Signs that might be omens say I'm going. I'm going, I'm going to Carolina in my mind.
With a holy host of others standing round me, still I'm on the dark side of the moon.
and it seems like it goes on like this forever, you must forgive me if it's up and
In my mind I'm going to Carolina. Can't you see the sunshine,
can't you just feel the moon shining?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind and I'm going to Carolina in my mind,
in my mind I'm going to Carolina.
Can't you see the sunshine, can't you just feel the moon shining?
Ain't it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind and I'm going to Carolina in my mind.

song performed by by John Denver
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Sea Rock

I m a 'sea rock' in the shore of life, hit by ten thousand tides a day. But u r the only tide that knock the heart of this rock. I lost my heart, I lost my mind, I lost completely myself to u in my first ever ? ? ? ? ?

I WAS LOST - in the darkness, digging my heart deeper n deeper.

I WAS LOST - in the silence, with dark noise, hosting your voice.

I WAS LOST - in the night, where you are my bright moon, pumping my heart balloon

I WAS LOST - on the wide roads, when your smile hit my heart a mile.

I WAS LOST - in my dreamy mind and busy heart.

I WAS LOST - in the past, where u took me very fast, gifting me what I lost.

poem by Gopala Sharma Akshintala
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But A Mist

Our life on earth is but a mist, no matter how long that list,
Of those things in the past, of achievements we amassed,
Or those things we want to do, before time here is through,
For we are simply a vapor here, with that end drawing near.

Years of three score and ten, a time decreed for most men,
With good health, maybe more, no man can be totally sure,
Or one could have a shorter end, to the life they have friend,
Short or long, our life will be, a small blip in light of Eternity.

All the things that we’ve done, are fading like the setting sun,
Maybe, still a memory in our mind, but, they’ll be left behind,
The distant memories in our heart, many gone, as we depart,
From this earth and the past; a time for all that shall not last.

Of the present, we don’t know, how much we have yet to go,
Or what could change friend, to alter present time we spend,
Pursuing all wants and needs, uncertain where a future leads,
And death is as sure as birth, for all one day leave this earth.

All our lists, present or past, apart from God shall never last,
But all done for Christ shall be, transferred over into Eternity,
When life’s mist is over and done; in eternity with God’s Son,
Where these mists will endure, with Jesus Christ forevermore.

poem by Bob Gotti
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What Would You Like

Tell me you name, tell me your sign.
Please tell me that my mind is right.
I just want to take you to my home.
Where we can talk by a fire all alone.
There's just one thing that I need to know.
Could you ever be there when I woke up,
Or will you be just another and be gone?

Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?

I take one look at you and my heart can't stop smiling.
It begins to display on the outside and my lips curl up.
Looking at you from across the void I can see my life with you.
You take a glance at me and can't help but notice to.
I walk around the corner and fade out of your sight.
I love playing this game.

You chase me around the corner at the end of the aisle.
And we both meet each other eye to eye.
My hands behind my back.
Can you guess what I've got in mind.
Oh I think you'll be suprized.
You look at me and begin to smile.

I see the moonlight fall across your face as you sleep.
I take one look at you as my fingers gently stroke your cheek.
You breathe in and breathe out and stir awake.
Looking up at me and smiling all the while.
I bend down and kiss you ever so slowly.

My lips want to take in every taste it can.
My fingers what to rub your smooth skin.
My eyes want to see all your love dep inside.
And no matter how hard I try.
My mind can't comprehend the beauty within.

If I bought you a dozen roses would you fall in love?
If I wrote you that special love poem would you kiss me tight?
If I took you to a lakeside of of a romantic dinner would you stay the night?
Would you like the candle's flickering lights?
Would you like the expressions of my words rolling off my tongue?
Would you come be with me even though the night's young?
Would you like the kiss that takes the breath away deep within your lungs?

Would you want to be with me through the rest of your life?
Would you want to be with my heart through the beating might?
Would you want to grab my hands and love me through all the bad time?
Would you want to hug me in the anger of emotions and try to fight?
Would you stand within my heart and dance in the spotlight?
Would you like to be with me through the whole night?

poem by Josh Burnett
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An Evening Poem

AN EVENING POEM

An evening poem
Waits for deeper darkness
A night poem knows blackness
As home.
A morning poem is light
An afternoon poem is thick with heat.

All times have a poem
And all seasons poems also
All lives are poems
And all stories also.

We all are and all know poems
Poems pervade us
And the universe.

It is night now
But when the morning comes
Its poem will overshadow now.

What a brave new world it is
With so many poems in it
And what a life-
With such deep sadness
Waiting forever to be unexpressed.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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This winter

The air is grey
and the cold bites with the rain
and this morning, there’s fog folding around me

I am goalless and empty without you
and I do not know what your words mean,
but you have no place for me and my life is grey.

The sadness falls
like a cloak over me,
while goallessness folds around me.

My cheeks are wet and there are drops that stick to it
and its not rain and it is wet from weeping
and I do not know where to find light in the greyness.

Everything is dark and I wonder what my future holds
and your heart is made of rock,
while pain and blackness falls around me.

I am searching for a heaven that hangs sapphire blue
in the future over our lives and like the Lords blessings,
comes right through the darkness and meaningless grey
and fold open like a new morning.

poem by Gert Strydom
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A Hundred Times Over

A hundred times over words have flowed through my fingers to the keys
A hundred times over I have released the freedom that is in my mind,
A hundred times over I have become one with my inter most longing,
A hundred times over I have taken a journey to show you my own world.
A hundred times over I have written of pain and life, of sorrow and joy,
A hundred times over I have used my art to show you what's in my mind
A hundred times over again I will show you.
A hundred times over I have cried for those, whose names are untold,
A hundred times over I have showed you their pain.
A hundred times over I have become their connection to you,
A hundred times over I have showed you the beauty of our world,
A hundred times over I have taken you somewhere you may never see,
A hundred times over my words have screamed the horror of darkness,
A hundred times over I have sung to you the beauty of light,
A hundred times over I have taken your hand to lead you to a new place
A hundred time over I have written for those who have no words to write
A hundred times over I have tried to show truth in a world of lies,
A hundred times over I have have tried to show the world's beauty,
A hundred times over again I will lead down these paths,
A hundred times over and over again I will show you reality,
A hundred times over and over again I shall show you my world,
A hundred times over and over again until you have memorised truth,
A hundred times over again until you can repeat what I have told,
A hundred times over again shall I create an art of words, time, of life.
A hundred times over again I shall do this,
A hundred times over again.
A hundred times over.

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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