Miscast II
My heart is like a cleft pomegranate
Bleeding crimson seeds
And dripping them on the ground.
My heart gapes because it is ripe and over-full,
And its seeds are bursting from it.
But how is this other than a torment to me!
I, who am shut up, with broken crockery,
In a dark closet!
poem by Amy Lowell
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Gone To Seed
“If you plant honesty, you’ll reap trust”
Aye, the seeds of doubt have been planted,
But such doubts are a must,
If wisdom’s to be granted…..
Seeds of valor, seeds of passion,
Seeds of equanimity;
Seeds that suit every fashion,
Of learning and acuity.
Leaders who sow such seeds of doubt,
Are welcome and accounted,
Than those who’d love to flaunt,
Are ones that are so vaunted.
Where honesty is a truthful story,
Tests one’s heart and mind;
Now enough’s been said of this allegory,
Dear readers: this truth you can find!
Copyright © SC
10th July 2007
Mumbai.
poem by Subroto Chatterjee
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Broken Heart) Pt 2
My heart is full with sores,
am a victim of a broken
heart. Just picture my heart
bleeding as the ink of this pen
pour vivaciously. She took
advantage of my love for
her and ripe my heart apart.
'Ooh' my fragile heart, which
sin is worst than this? My heart
is hungry it have been yawnin,
Aphrodite smile at me, let my
years of sorrow be drown
in the ocean of real love.
poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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The Seeds Of War
When the seeds of war are sown,
hardly is it ever known
who has planted it
and what for?
Was it about
blood and gore?
When the seeds of war take root
it's hidden reasons make us mute.
Why was it planted
and by whom?
Was its purpose
doom and gloom?
When the seeds of war are grown
never is it ever shown
how it is planted
in men's mind?
How it's made them
all so blind.
When the seeds of war do thrive
many will not be alive.
They'll be planted
in false graves.
These seeds propel
how the world behaves.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies
My heart is a pomegranate full of sweet fancies,
To crimson with sunshine and swell with the dew.
Warmed by your smile and besprent by your glances
See, it has opened for you!
poem by Lesbia Harford
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The seeds of the garden
I grew a garden with seeds brought from some. I alone know from where I got those seeds.
I do not know to which gardens have gone
The seeds of mine for growing plants of theirs.
13.10.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Give me a fruitful error anytime, full of seeds, bursting with its own corrections.
quote by Vilfredo Pareto
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A Heart Is a Heart
A heart is a heart everyone
Both of joy and sorrow
Love in the deep of one and one
With days of tomorrow
Feelings that go and come
Just as you and I share
Blossoming seeds every bloom
Always with feelings near
A heart is a heart in beating
Bouquet from the inside
All our enthusiasm treating
Giving of its fervor guide
Love of the footsteps through
That is felt and done
Closeness that becomes true
If its devoted affection
We could all always learn
What love’s all about
Then our heart would earn
Passion without a doubt
Feelings that go and come
For every heart here
Blossoming seeds every bloom
Through into New Year
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Kiwi
Fruit without a stone, its shiny
pulp is clear green. Inside, tiny
black microdot seeds. Skin
the color of khakiImagine
a shaggy brown-green pelt
that feels like felt.
It's oval, full-rounded, kind
of egg-shaped. The rind
comes off in strips
when peeled with the lips.
If ripe, full of juice,
melon-sweet, yet tart as goose-
berry almost. A translucent ring
of seed dots looks something
like a coin-slice of banana. Grown
in the tropics, some stone
fruits, overlarge, are queerly
formed. A slablike pit nearly
fills the mango. I
scrape the fibrous pulp off with my
teeth. That slick round ball
in avocado (fruit without juice) we call
alligator pear:
Plant this seedpit with care
on three toothpicks over a glass
of water. It can come to pass
in time, that you'll see
an entire avocado tree.
Some fruits have stones, some seeds.
Papaya's loaded with slimy black beads.
Some seem seedlesslike quince
(that makes your tastebuds wince.)
Persimmon will
be sour, astringent 'until
dead ripe,' they say. Behind
pomegranate's leathery rind,
is a sackful of moist rubies. Pear,
cantaloupe, grapefruit, guava keep their
seeds hidden, as do raspberry, strawberry,
pineapple. Plum, peach and cherry
we know as fruits with big
seedstones. And fig?
Its graininess is seed. Hard to believe
is prickly durian. It's custard
sweetand smells nasty.
But there's no fruit as tasty,
as odd, or as funny
none
as fresh-off-the-vine New Zea-
land kiwi.
poem by May Swenson
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At Night When The World Is Sleeping
at night when the world is sleeping
i have learned to sing inside the chamber of my heart
i have become this nightingale
a black nightingale singing the songs of the full moon
at night i have become this bleeding heart
blood dripping on the floor of the house
at night i beg the moon to listen
to the songs of the black nightingale
i beg the moon
to see the blood from my heart dripping
i beg the floor to understand and for a time being
when sadness and mourning reigns in the house of my body
to keep this bleeding heart
like sands on the floor of its hands.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Seeds A Star/tree Medley
Were a people black as is your night
Born to spread ammas eternal light
Which since time began
Has been to bring truth to every man
Our ancestors have since long ago
Passed their wisdom down so we to know
For here lies the key
That will help unfold the mistery
A seeds a star
A seeds a stars a seed
A stars a seed
A stars a seeds a star
In myself I do contain
The elements of sun and rain
First a seed with roots that swell
I gradually burst through my shell
Pushing down into the ground
The root of me is homeward bound
A trunk, a leaf and there I am
A miracle of least by far
Tree - you are the longest living one we know
The largest of all plants and still you grow
Tree - within your branches theres such history
So much of what were searching for to know
Every fifty years we celebrate
Po tolo, our star, as it rotates
Though infinitely small
It is still the heaviest of them all
(background)
A seeds a star
A seeds a stars a seed
A stars a seed
A stars a seeds a star
A seeds a star
A seeds a stars a seed
A stars a seed
A stars a seeds a star
(background-simultaneous)
Ye lolo de ye
Lolo ye kesse de ye
Kesse ye lolo de ye
Lolo ye kesse de ye
Kesse ye lolo de ye
Lolo ye kesse de ye
Kesse ye lolo de ye
Lolo ye kesse de ye
And some believe antennas are their leaves
That spans beyond our galaxy
Theyve been, they are and probably will be
Who are the mediocrity
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Wonderful Seeds
What does sprout from seeds?
The flowers might, but do not war with deeds.
Then a darling panting comes from the breathing space,
Wonders adjust the expenses of the body, and this is the case.
The seeds of wonderful nature collide with the wind
To sprint in the sand and loam, all agog, all dinned.
Such surprise! Such a soil of wonderment!
The seeds from seeds are springing into flowers and abandonment.
poem by Naveed Akram
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An Old-Fashioned Garden
Strange, is it not? She was making her garden,
Planting the old-fashioned flowers that day—
Bleeding-hearts tender and bachelors-buttons—
Spreading the seeds in the old-fashioned way.
Just in the old fashioned way, too, our quarrel
Grew until, angrily, she set me free—
Planting, indeed, bleeding hearts for the two of us,—
Ordaining bachelor’s buttons for me.
Envoi
Strange, was it not? But seeds planted in anger
Sour in the earth and, ere long, a decay
Withered the bleeding hearts, blighted the buttons,
And—we were wed—in the old-fashioned way.
poem by Ellis Parker Butler
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Down Below
When you're stuck down below,
And no one will let you grow,
What seeds are you going to sow?
And who will you try to know?
It's up to you now,
Who will you allow,
To step into your heart?
Close your eyes and don't you cry, I won't lie,
Can't you feel the fire,
Burning in your heart,
See the light so bright,
Feel the heat set your heart alight,
No one can blow that candle out!
You will never be alone,
While you sit on your throne,
Darkness brings a chance for you to shine,
Your heart gives peace to a shouting mind,
Stillness brings a chance for you to sing,
The gentle melody of your mind,
Allowing us all to re-align,
Away from the daily grind,
Take a deep breath and let go,
Float free in Spirit's river,
Remember, you have a message to deliver!
Cosmic winds gonna blow,
Allowing you to know, which seeds to sow!
So when you are down below,
Just allow your seeds to grow!
4 August 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Of A Broken Heart
If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try
To take a guess, to be the best
A feeling I hide
That runs this world, that keeps us alive
I want you to climb with me
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
The heart of a child
Is in your hands now
So lets see you smile
cause Im not impressed with your loneliness
And its been a while
Since you forgave all your changes made
So lets count the miles together
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
If only I die
Just once in my life
If only to try together
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die of a broken heart
A broken heart
Until I die
song performed by by Zwan
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Give me the fruitful error any time, full of seeds, bursting with its own corrections. You can keep your sterile truth for yourself.
quote by Vilfredo Pareto
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Come Not Into My Soul
Come not into my soul,
You are not whom I love!
For even out of that
My heart will surely perish.
When my soul is bursting
As a fiery bolt ablaze,
My heart in fevered embrace!
Through my furious bleeding;
Come not near unto my soul,
You are not whom I love!
Do not you touch my soul,
You are not whom I love!
Worn is the heart with want
Where my bursting bruised it.
Breathe-in not that blue fire,
Do not lean you upon my soul;
You are not whom I love -
Which now with my languor rests,
Lest from out of my bleeding
My fevered heart perish.
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poem by Frederick Kesner
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Shot Full Of Love
1. Once I had a heart cold as ice
and love to me was only for fun
And I made a mark for each broken heart
like nuches on the but of a gun
2. Once I had a track on my sleeve
and a reputation all over town
I was heartless and cold and wherever I go
I shut down every young girl I found
Chorus:
And I used to be a moonlight-bandit
I used to be heartbreaker-kid
But then I met you and the next thing I knew that I was
Oh, shut full of love
3. Who thought that someone like you
would take a desperado like me
But all here I am, I'm week as a lamb
with my bleading heart there at your feet
And I used to be a moonlight-bandit
I used to be heartbreaker-kid
But then I met you and the next thing I knew that I was
Oh, shut full of love
And I used to be a moonlight-bandit
I used to be heartbreaker-kid
But then I met you and the next thing I knew that I was
Oh, shut full of love
Shut full of love
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Siemes
Chains and fetters,
With joy i will receive you and with care i will love you;
For a farmer went out to sow his seeds and,
Many women came around to receive some of his seeds.
I am Siemes,
But give her something to eat and wash her clothes;
For she is one of the women who came for the seeds,
But the seeds which fell by the wayside are now with chains and fetters.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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For the heart, from the heart
For the heart, from the heart
The treasure heart you keep inside
That keeps my dreams away from harm
Touches my life in every way
And seeds of love revives my heart
The fire that burns inside my mind
Incinerates the deadly fears
Your sound and voice depletes my sins
Your warm melody feeds no stop
For the heart, from the heart
Every heart that beats a day
The shadow path removed to be
And hear my tongue that says no lie
Say my prayers as lullabies
For the heart, from the heart
I fell and kept my knees on ground
You came into my life and lived
And helped me rise from burden's toes
Kissed my lips in eternity
For the heart, from the heart
poem by Kestrel Quiambao
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Who are These….
Sowing seeds, they go
Yes, sowing seeds they go
Seeds of separation, dissention
Seeds of wrath, hatred and lies
Seeds of discontent, envy
Ego, fanaticism, jealousy
Seeds of discrimination too
Yes, sowing seeds they go
Who are these, who go sowing!
Diligently from street to street
Sweet coating their hatred, bitterness
Hunger for power and dividing mind
In words so bombastic and loud
Wrapped so charmingly within
A thousand promises all false.
The elders dream of resurrection
Of Nehru, Gandhi and Patel of old
The younger ones fantasize
A new Messiah will be born
The ones in between follow the rut
Just close their eyes vote
And go about their work
Knowing at end whosoever rules
Prices will hike, Power electric will hide
Water contaminated or polluted be
Roads in disrepair always will remain
Taxes will always break our backs
And the system will never change!
poem by Angelina Pandian
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